#on my first with my bf i forced him to watch this movie

[like-a-diamondinthesky]

the pepper thing | l.m.h

pairing... bf!minho x gn!reader tags... domestic fluff, established relationship, minho loves kisses so so so much

it's a routine, it's a tradition, it's a lifestyle. it's the pepper thing.

wc... 1.4k words a/n... this is inspired by a little something that @astraystayyh and i rambled about 🫠 i hope you enjoy it because i have not stopped thinking about this since it came into my mind!!! also thank you so much for 400 followers! almost halfway to 1k i'm mindblown tbh!

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Lee Minho is a morning person. He loves waking up early, making breakfast, playing with his sleepy cats, and watching movies. But most importantly, he loves kissing you awake.

Whenever the sunlight makes its way through the curtains and pries his eyelids open, Minho is more than happy to be greeted by your sleeping figure. It's the greatest way to start his day. He still remembers the first time you woke up next to each other—the day your little tradition began.

It was the morning after Minho had finally moved into your apartment. You had fallen asleep in your now shared bed, his arms embracing your body and pulling you to his chest. When he woke up, he had moved further away from you, not so much that you were no longer cuddling, but just enough so that he could see your face. The side of your face was buried into the pillow, squishing your lips into a slight pucker. Your hair was sticking out in multiple directions and your shirt was twisted. He thought it was the cutest sight in the world. Lord, he's whipped.

He watched your sleeping figure with so much love in his gaze, mapping out your entire face to store in his memory forever. As his eyes trailed over your every feature, they halted at your mouth, taking extra time to admire the curve of your cupid's bow.

Slowly, Minho found himself leaning in, pressing a kiss as light as air onto your soft lips. 'More,' he thought, 'I need more.' He moved his lips to the corner of your mouth, then to your cheek, then to your jaw, smothering your entire face in featherlight kisses.

"Baby, what are you doing?" you asked in a soft, sleepy voice. Minho had been pressing kisses to your collarbones at that point, but upon hearing your voice, he stopped and buried his face in your neck. Embarrassed, he mumbled, "Nothing..."

You giggled as he hid away and you teased him more. "Oh, you're just sooo in love with me aren't you?" Minho groaned. "You just have to kiss me 24/7, huh? You love me so much you can't keep your lips off me."

"Shut up, shut uppp," he whined into your neck, making you laugh even more.

"How about you make me?" You pulled him away from your neck, staring into his eyes as if challenging him to do something. He took you up on that challenge, crashing his lips into yours, shutting you up like you asked.

Ever since then, Minho has woken you up by peppering kisses all over you every morning with no fail. Sometimes, when you call him out on it, he'll just ignore you and continue kissing your body, too busy to do anything else.

It was a gloomy morning. In contrast to the bright, shining light that usually woke Minho up, the light pitter-patter of the raindrops on the window forced him out of his slumber. He opened his eyes to your back facing him. Your oversized shirt, which was originally his, was hanging off your shoulder, presenting him with a new opportunity. He pressed his lips to your bare shoulder, slowly trailing up to the back of your neck.

"Mmm, that tickles, baby," you whispered as he kissed the sensitive spot on your nape, but he wasn't paying attention to you, too preoccupied to process the words coming out of your mouth. Only after he was done pressing kisses to your backside did he greet you a good morning, but could you blame him? He just loves giving you kisses!

Every single day, Minho wakes up before you and peppers your face with several kisses like his life depends on it. At this point, it's become a necessity in your daily routine.

One morning, you miraculously woke up before your boyfriend. His hair was disheveled and his lips were parted ever so slightly. As he lay on his side, facing towards you, you couldn't help but notice his eyes. His long, pretty eyelashes were so perfectly scattered among his closed eyelids. You leaned in, your warm breath gently blowing against his lashes. You softly kissed under his eye, your lips tenderly brushing his face. Slowly, you peppered more kisses around his face, starting around his eyelids, then moving to his nose, then to the corner of his mouth. As you were about to connect your lips with his own, Minho opened his eyes, making contact with yours.

"Honey?" Your mouths were mere centimeters apart. "This is usually my job." You closed the gap and kissed him. Minho sighed sleepily into the kiss and you could feel a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

Pulling away, you returned his smile. "I thought I'd mix things up," you kissed him again. "Why, do you not like it?"

Minho laughed a bit as you continued kissing around his face. "No, I don't like it," he said as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. "I love it, and I love you."

This became your little tradition. Every morning, whoever woke up first would pepper kisses all over the other, starting the day with giddy smiles fixed on your faces. Even if you had fought the night before, it was all forgotten the moment you felt Minho's lips on your forehead, or the moment he felt your lips on his cheek.

Today, however, Minho woke up to your side of the bed empty. He furrowed his brows, disappointed at the unusual absence of the featherlight kisses all over his face. He dragged himself out of your shared bedroom, plodded around the apartment to look for you, and let himself fall back on the couch when he couldn't find you.

After about a half-hour, the front door opened and you entered your home, holding grocery bags in both hands. You set them down on the kitchen counter, peeking into the living room to see Minho watching something on the TV.

"Hi baby, did you sleep well?" You shouted from the kitchen, putting away the groceries. No response.

"Babe? Are you okay?" Nothing.

You walked over to where your boyfriend was sitting. His eyes were glued to the TV, not even sparing you a glance.

"Lee Minho," you said in a half-joking, half-serious voice, "did I do something wrong?"

Finally, he looked at you, lips contracting to a pout. He mumbled something so softly, you couldn't understand what he said. You sat next to him, taking one of his hands in your own. "Could you repeat that, baby? I can't hear you."

Pouting even harder, he repeated louder for you. "You didn't do the pepper thing."

You shot him a confused look, making him roll his eyes playfully. "The pepper my face with kisses thing! I woke up and you were gone, and you didn't give me any kisses at all."

You laughed incredulously. "Seriously, that's all you're sulking about?"

Unimpressed, Minho pulled his hand away from yours and crossed his arms. "It's a very serious matter, actually. You broke our morning tradition! You betrayed me!"

"I'm sorry for leaving without honoring our tradition," you smiled as he continued to pout at you, "but I went out to buy some ingredients so I could make breakfast for you. And, I even bought more of the new pudding you really like."

Though his eyes lit up at the mention of his favorite snack, a pout was still plastered on his face. "Okay, then. But you still have to make it up to me."

"Yeah? And how do you propose I do that?"

Minho looked you dead in the eye. "Do the pepper thing."

Still giggling, you placed your hands on either side of Minho's face, squeezing his cheeks and forcing his lips from a pout to a pucker. You kissed his forehead, then under each of his eyelids, then on the tip of his nose. "Feel better now?"

Shaking his head, Minho replied, "Not quite yet." He leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours. He pulled you by your waist, bringing you to his lap. You combed your fingers through his hair, tugging it slightly to tilt his head and deepen the kiss. When he pulled away from you, Minho had a lovesick expression written all over his face. "Now I feel better than ever."

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[cosmicmunsonwrites]

some mistakes get made

pairing(s): bf!rafe cameron x gf!fem!reader

warnings: smut, spanking, cock warming, overprotective rafe, praise, unprotected sex

summary: after sneaking out to a party you knew rafe wouldn’t allow you to go to, you come home to a very angry boyfriend.

authors note: i literally wrote this in 20 minutes so it might suck

not edited ..

do not copy my works. i do not condone rewrites, translations, or edited versions. all my content is my content that i wrote.

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“rafe please, please baby. ‘m sorry,” you cried. “i promise i’ll never do it again.”

he laughed and held your hips down tighter against his, making you squirm and your legs shake. “i know you won’t. unless you wanna go through this again.”

“please, do something. anything. just move,” you begged weakly. you were frustrated. extremely frustrated just sitting there on his lap with his cock stuffed deep inside you.

he tsked. “watch the movie, baby.”

you slyly began to roll your hips, trying to alleviate the pressure in your stomach. he slapped your ass harder than the previous times, making you jump and lean in closer to him.

the tears began flowing down your cheeks. you’d been sitting like this for an hour now and you wanted him to move so bad. you’d do anything to feel him moving inside you. “please, rafe. i want you so bad.”

“yeah? just like you wanted to go to that party real bad?” he asked, his hand wrapping around your throat and forcing you to look at him. “get off me and lay down over my legs.”

you whined when he slipped out of you and left you with an empty feeling but hurried to lay over the tops of his legs with your ass up and bare stomach over his skin. before you could apologize any further, both hands came smacking down on your cheeks.

you jolted forward, crying even harder at the sting it left behind. “go ahead, baby. count em’ out for me.”

you weakly blurted out numbers all the way to 20. and by now, your ass was a fiery shade of red and it stung like hell. “bend over the couch,” he ordered.

you whimpered as you pushed yourself off his legs and kneeled down onto the carpeted floor beside him. you bent over at the waist, your top half laying on the cushioned couch while your knees dug into the carpet and your ass was on display.

“now you knew not to go to that party, correct?” he asked. you nodded.

that earned you another slap to your already burning ass. “yes,” you sobbed. “i did.”

“but you snuck out anyway. how many times did i tell you not to go?”

you hid your face in your arms. “five.”

“that’s right,” he said as his hands soothed over your burning skin. “and now, you’re gonna cum for me five times. and you’re gonna take everything i give you and not be a little brat about it, got that pretty girl?”

you nodded and gulped when you felt his warmth behind you. “yes.”

“good girl,” he mumbled before stuffing you full in one thrust. “see, baby. i knew you knew how to listen.”

he began thrusting into you roughly, driving your hips into the couch and making you cry out.

his hands found purchase on your ass as he pounded into you. you whimpered loudly at the sting his hands were causing against your already bruised flesh.

“rafe,” you cried out. “rafe please. i’m—‘m sorry. i swear.”

he stopped for a moment, pushing his hips as close as they could go to yours. “remember what i said, baby? take what i give you. don’t start with that apologizing bullshit.”

you cried harder when he began pounding into you again, triggering your first orgasm when he hit that spot inside you that had your toes curling and legs shaking.

you were in for a long night.

[dustykneed]

everyone knows that if you bring your best friend along on a date with your bf, either your best friend of your bf will end up being third wheeled-- unless you're jim t kirk and you manage to third wheel for your first officer (who is in fact your boyfriend) and your cmo best friend.

no i have not watched bread and circuses yet but i feel in my heart that this applies. and also objectively the bread and circuses outfits are so insanely mind-blowingly attractive?? i needed an excuse to draw them in tight-fitting shirts and i regret nothing 😎

you just know that whenever the pre-mcspirk triumvirate hangs out whoever did the inviting will inevitably end up being the third wheel. like jim invites spock over to play chess and brings bones along to spectate and commentate and IMMEDIATELY spones joins forces to beat his ass (bickering and sassing each other all the while. and by the end bones is basically halfway on spock's lap smug as hell with spock leaning back a little just to accommodate him, a hand ghosting his waist to keep him from losing his balance.) And they beat jim's ass so soundly it would almost be embarrassing if he hadn't been preoccupied with committing the way spock and bones fit so well together to memory.

or spock will ask jim and bones over for dinner, and somehow while he's turned his back for a minute replicating their meals mckirk will have gotten into a playful argument about the worst terran movie and spock watches this eventually escalate into a mock tussle on the couch (and then onto the floor, where jim solidly pins bones (who is voicing his complaints very loudly) to the carpet and sort of pets at him until he goes pliant and giggly. and spock keeps watching because he can't bring himself to look away from how jim's biceps and triceps flex with the exertion of keeping a flailing bones still, and the way bones' shirt has rucked up with his wriggling and is now exposing his midriff in a decidedly... agreeable manner. And now their dinner is getting cold but spock is very much not. the opposite, in fact.

for bones though, generally he has the opposite problem-- whenever he tries to corner jim for a physical, it's guaranteed that spock will show up with him and stand next to his bed and all but hold jim's hand in front of the entire medbay and (with infuriating accuracy and highly amusing, transparent urgency) hand bones the instruments he needs before he even reaches for them, hovering by jim's side all the while. and jim is also TERRIBLE about not physically attaching himself to spock and actually letting bones do his goddamn job when spock gets hurt. if he wasn't so fond of them both, he swears he would've kicked them out of his medbay ages ago. Too bad they've both wormed their way solidly into his heart.

...

prompt fill for @mcspirkevents' mcspirk month day 26 "expectations vs reality" (i know this isn't spicy but by god spirk's mouths are actually touching and given my track record of not being able to draw people kissing properly it might as well be, lol) 🩵💙💛

[feelbokkie]

📱Distancing yourself from BF!SKZ after receiving hate 📱 (Part 2) (Maknae Line)

☀️Feelbokkie M.list☀️

genre: heavy angst, hurt/comfort

pov: 1st & 2nd person

description: Your boyfriend finds out why you've been distancing yourself (Half smau, half written) (I am so very sorry)

pairing: bf!skz & fem!reader

warnings: swearing, break up, mention of self harm, lots of tears, let me know if I missed anything

word count: listed below

screenshot count: 4

©feelbokkie (2023) — all rights reserved. reposting/modification of any kind is not tolerated.

Part 1

Part 2 (Hyung Line)

한 지 성 (Han Ji-Sung) (868 words)

“Jisung, you’re going to burn a hole in our floor,” Changbin calls from the kitchen. 

“Don’t mind him, he’s just going through Y/N withdrawals,” Hyunjin explains, not looking up from his latest art project. 

“You saw her yesterday,” Chan says, walking into the living room. 

You two did see each other yesterday when you went to bring him lunch at the company. It was only a brief interaction, you had to get back to work, but it was enough to make Jisung miss you. Which is why he wants nothing more than to spend today with you. 

“Somethings wrong, I can feel it. She called me Jisung.” 

“That’s literally your name!” Changbin yelled, throwing his hands in the air. 

“No, you don’t get it,” Jisung finally stops pacing and throws himself on the couch. “The only times she uses my first name is when she’s annoyed with me or mad at me. She’s been calling me jagiya, jagi, Sungie, or some other nickname our entire relationship.” 

“Did you miss an anniversary or something? Is that why she was she brought you lunch yesterday?” Chan questioned, determined to calm his youngest roommate’s nerves. 

“That’s what I’m trying to figure out but yesterday was just a day!” Jisung cried. 

“Fans were camping outside the studio yesterday, maybe one of them said something,” Hyunjin says without thinking. 

Had one of his fans said something to you? Jisung never wanted to make your relationship public, and this is exactly why. Everything was fine until a picture of you leaving his dorm wearing his shirt was posted online. The company gave them 2 choices: confirm the relationship or break up and deny the allegations. Breaking up was not an option. You had been good at avoiding hate comments, but neither of you had anticipated someone saying something to your face. 

“I’ll be back!” Jisung shouts before running out. 

***

“I completely understand if you want to break up with me.” Jisung wraps me in a hug as soon as I opened the door. 

“Sungie, what? Why would I want to break up with you? What did you do?” A heavy weight settles in my stomach. Did he cheat? 

Jisung lets go of me and looks me in the eyes. A sad smile creeps on his face as he places his hand on my cheek, thumb swiping just under my eye. 

“You’ve been crying.”

After yesterday’s encounter with the fans in front of the JYPE building, I fell down a rabbit hole of hate comments. If a stranger was comfortable saying that Jisung was settling with me and calling me names to my face, I had to know what was being said online. I couldn’t be blindsided like that again. But reading all those hate comments that spanned the entire time Jisung and I have been public with our relationship fucked with my anxiety. 

“I was watching a sad movie.” I force a smile.

“You don’t have to lie for me, jagi. I know you’re hurting.” Tears start falling down my face again. I don’t know how he knows, but I’m glad he does.

Ji takes my hand and leads me to my couch. He wraps me in a hug again and rubs slow circles on my back. His kindness only makes me cry harder, sobbing into his neck.

“It’s all so h-h-horrible. I didn’t do anything to anyone. I don’t know how you do it, Ji.” I whisper.

“Listen to this idiot. Crying about getting hate comments and worrying about me.” He coos.

“I’m serious, Jisung,” I pull away from him, “You’ve been dealing with this for years. You get hate but I’ve never seen it bring you down. I read hate comments for one day and I’m falling apart. And you’ve been working late all week and here you are comforting me. They’re right, I don’t deserve you.”

“Don’t think that, ever again. How many people are in this relationship? How do they know anything about you or me? There is nothing wrong with falling apart every once in a while. I would be more worried if the hate didn’t get to you. I’ve seen you cry because a baby didn’t wave back at you. And the hate does get to me, but spending time with you remedies that. You’re always there for me, even when I’m having a panic attack in the middle of the night. You always take care of me. Bringing me food at the company. Waiting up late to talk to me after a concert. Just dealing with me in general, I know I can be a bit much sometimes. If anything, I don’t deserve you.” 

“Sungie—”

“What do I have to do to make you happy again? Show me the comments. I will talk to every person who has anything mean to say about you.” 

“You’re the least confrontational person I know.”

“I’ll do anything for you, you know that.”

“I know, and that’s why I love you.”

“I love you too. But you know I can’t sit here quietly while you’re suffering.”

“Can we deal with it later? I kinda wanna think about something else right now.”

“My offer for a movie marathon still stands.”

“Perfect.”

이 용 복 (Lee Felix Yong-Bok) (886 words)

Felix had been scrolling on TikTok waiting for you to reply when he saw a video of “fans” bragging about DMing you hate. He quickly found out that it was a new trend that fans had taken over to send hate to the partners of various celebrities. He saw that you were the subject of quite a few videos.

Doing some quick math in his head, he figured that your behavior changed around the same time the first video was made.

“Fuck…” he mumbled as he scrambled to get to your apartment.

***

I blink through the tears as Felix slowly shuts my laptop and moves it out of the way. He crawls in between my legs and wraps his arms around my waist, burying his face into my stomach. I didn’t hear him come in, let alone know he was coming over. I put my phone away to try to give myself a break from reading hate comments. I was planning on watching some movies on my laptop to try to get some sleep but I got sucked back in when I saw a new tweet about me.

“Why didn’t you come to me? Why are you doing this to yourself?” Felix mumbles, turning his head so I can hear him better.

“I didn’t think it would get to me,” I whisper, stroking his hair.

“Y/N…” He finally lifts his head and looks at me with his tearful eyes. He has never liked seeing me in pain.

I don’t know how they found my social media. Everything is private. My usernames have nothing to do with my name and my profile pictures don’t show my face. I changed all that when I started dating Felix to avoid this exact situation. As an extra precaution, I don’t follow any of the Stray Kids social media accounts and I try not to engage with anything related to them. I used to get bullied in school and I didn’t want to go through that again, it put me in such a dark place. It made me someone that Felix never met. Someone that I didn’t want him to meet.

“I-I-I wasn’t going to read anything but once I started, I couldn’t stop.” My head falls into my hands and let out a choked sob.

“It’s okay, let it all out.” Felix sits up and wraps me in his arms, gently stroking my hair.

We sit like that for what felt like an hour but was probably only 20 minutes. Felix finally separates from me. I feel his hands wrap around my wrist and pull my hands from my face. My face twitches from Felix touching my right wrist. I watch as his face twist in confusion before he looks down at his hands.

“Lix, don’t…” I try to stop him before he rolls up the sleeves of my sweatshirt but fail, too tired mentally and physically to actually stop him. I turn my head before I can see the hurt in his eyes. The bed rises slightly as Felix gets up. It feels so much colder in my dark room. I squint my eyes as the light turns on and Felix makes his way back on the bed. He sets my first aid kit in between us and opens it up.

“Felix you don’t have to—”

“Y/N, just let me take care of you for once. Please?” He breathes, not looking me in the eyes. I bite my lip as he cleans the fresh wounds on my right wrist. He works quickly yet softly. Once he’s done, he checks my left wrist only to be met with old scars, mementos of how I used to be.

“Why?” He asks, stroking my left wrist.

“Old habits are hard to get rid of I guess.” I chuckle. Felix is not amused. The scars are new to him. I’ve always worn bracelets or long sleeves to cover them up. In the past, they were a relationship deal-breaker for many guys. And if they didn’t run, they treated me like a fragile doll. Being with Felix made me happy to be in a relationship with someone who wasn’t walking on eggshells.

“I’m serious. And why didn’t you come to me when all this started?” I finally look him in the eyes. They’re red but finally dry.

“I thought I could take care of it myself. I’m not who I was when I was in high school. Or, at least I thought I wasn’t. But it got so bad so fast and I found myself falling into old habits. I didn’t want you to see that side of me. I would understand if you want to break up with me now that you have.”

“I’m not going to break up with you. I get it. And I’ll take care of the comments. I don’t want you to feel like this, ever again. I want you to come to me more.” He takes my hand to his mouth and kisses it.

“I can work on that. I will work on it.”

“I will work on dealing with the hate, I promise. And in the meantime, I’m confiscating your laptop and phone. You need a break from reading about yourself. I’ll order something for us to each and we can talk some more, okay?”

김 승 민 (Kim Seung-Min) (980 words)

“What’s wrong, Min?” Minho asked the younger boy who wandered into the kitchen for the 5th time in 10 minutes.

“Nothing’s wrong,” He grumbles.

“Are you fighting with Y/N?” He asks, tossing a cheese stick and bottle of water at him. Both hit him and fall to the floor.

“She would have to actually talk to me for there to be a fight.” He sighs, picking up the food from the floor and joining Minho at the table.

“You know, I’ve noticed that you two are really similar. You push people away when you’re upset, she might just be the same way.”

“Yeah, but you guys always figure out why I’m upset and cheer me up. I have no idea what’s bothering her.”

“Are you sure about that?”

Seungmin thought about your behavior over the past couple of weeks. Nothing stands out to him. You two had gone on a couple of dates and you seemed happy. There are no anniversaries or major events that he had missed. You have been spending more time reading on your phone. One time he woke up in the middle of the night to find you reading something on your phone. He thought nothing of it as he grabbed your phone and put it on his side of the bed to force you to sleep. He thought that your quiet sniffling was because you were cold. But you could have been crying. About what?

“Aw shit,” He mutters when figures out what happened.

***

“Go home, Seungmin!” I shout through the door. He used to have a key to my apartment, but in a freak accident, it broke in the lock. With everything, I had yet to make him a new copy. 

“Y/N, if you don’t let me in, I’ll scream.” I wait a few seconds, wanting to call his bluff, but I don’t want to take the chance that he’ll actually do it. My neighbors will call the police if he did. That’ll be a fun news day on dispatch.

I open the door and pull him in before he could cause a scene.

“You’re worse than Jisung, you know that right?” I quip, shutting the door behind us.

“Jisung hyung wouldn’t have given you a warning.” He smirks.

“What are you doing here? I told you that I don’t want to do this right now.” I cross my arms and head to my room.

“We don’t have to. I just want to see you. I miss you.”

“I miss you too, but I told you I’m busy.” His eyes trail my body and he scoffs.

“You look like you just woke up. Your hair is a mess and you’re still in your PJs.”

“I’ve been up all day actually.”

“Then you look like you need a break. Let’s take a nap.” Seungmin lays down on my bed and pulls me down with him. He wraps his arm around me and pins me to his chest. I try to get up but his steady heartbeat and scent calm me down. I haven’t been sleeping well for the past couple of weeks. The familiarity of Seungmin quickly lulls me into a deep sleep.

“Let’s break up.” Seungmin whispers as I slowly open my eyes.

“What?” I shoot up and look at Seungmin.

“Being with me is only causing you pain. It’s the only thing I can think of to give you some peace.” His eyes are red like he’s been crying. He must have figured out why I’ve been avoiding him and he couldn’t help but spiral.

“Seungmin, I know I pushed you away, but I don’t want you to leave. None of this is your fault, so stop blaming yourself. How is us breaking up fair?” He finally sits up.

“I never said it was fair. It’s a solution. Can you honestly tell me that you haven’t thought about it?”

He’s right, I did think about how breaking up would put an end to all of this. Only for a moment before I thought about how miserable both of us would be. How I would miss waking up to his sweet smile. The delirious long-distance calls we would have while he was on tour. How he would complain about me cuddling up next to him and whine when I tried to get up. His scent. His voice. Him.

“I’ll deal with it. I’ve been dealing with it because I want to be with you. You’re worth it. I just need a little time to adjust.” I place my hand on his and gently rub my thumb back and forth.

“It’s not worth it.”

“But you are.” I smile softly.

“No, I’m not,” His smile drops.

“Yes, you are,”

“I promise you I’m not.” I kiss him quickly.

“I promise you that you are. If I don’t engage— if I don’t let them see how they’re getting to me, they’ll get bored and stop.”

“If that’s your plan, then why have you been avoiding me?”

“Because I know that seeing me upset makes you upset. I didn’t want you going off on Stay and getting in trouble.”

“You’re literally going through a psychological hell and you’re still trying to take care of me.” He laughs.

“You would do the same for me. You already have. I know you’ve been hiding those comments from me the entire time we’ve been together. Reading those comments about me couldn’t have been good for you either. I know I get super depressed when I read hate comments about you.” I figured out he had taken my phone at some point before our relationship went public and muted any mentions of my name so I wouldn’t see any hate comments. He really thought ahead.

“God, I love you.”

“I love you too. Since you’re here, can we order food and start that drama Jisung recommended?”

“Whatever you want.”

양 정 인 (Yang Jeong-In) (780 words)

Jeongin knew that you were receiving hate. It was only natural in this situation. Some “fans” were bold enough to bring signs to concerts telling him to leave you for them or make comments at fan signs. As far as he knew, you didn’t read anything. If you did, you never let on.

But lately, you’ve been down and he wasn’t sure why. It wasn’t family or work, you always came to him to vent if something happened. It wasn’t anything he had done, you’d freeze him out for a couple of hours before confronting him about it. And you wouldn’t miss watching a movie with your favorite actor, even if you were mad at him. That much he knew. The only logical explanation is that the hate was finally getting to you.

He spent the whole journey to your apartment talking to Chan to get some advice on what to do.

***

I felt bad for forgetting about the movie. Innie’s right, I had been talking about it for months. But the idea of leaving the house right now is dreadful. 

A few pictures of me, taken without my knowledge, have ended up online over the past few weeks. Fans have been having a field day criticizing every little thing about me. They complain about my weight. My style. The way I part my hair. I knew I was getting hate. I saw one comment when Jeongin and I first announced our relationship. I convinced myself that it would die down and ignored it. I lived in blissful ignorance for a little over a year before a comment that a “friend” of mine retweeted made its way on my feed. It went downhill from there.

“Innie? Why are you here? I thought you would go straight home.” I asked when I found Jeongin at my front door looking disheveled and holding flowers.

“I figured out what’s wrong.” He places the flowers in my hand and kisses my cheek before making his way into my apartment.

“You did?” Out of instinct I walk in the kitchen and place the flowers in a vase full of water and walk it out to the living room. Jeongin is sitting in the armchair that has basically become his designated spot throughout our relationship.

“Why didn’t you come talk to me about the hate getting to you?” I sit on the side of the couch closest to him and lean forward with my elbows on my thighs.

“I didn’t know how to bring it up.” I sigh.

“How long has this been going on?”

“About two months, after I went to watch your music bank performance.” My eyes start to sting thinking about the unflattering picture and the comments that ensued.

“Two months? I would have thought two weeks with how you’re handling it.”

“I thought I was handling it, but I'm not. I can’t.” I choke out.

“Okay, we can figure this out. Chan hyung said—” Jeongin gets up from his spot on the armchair and joins me on the couch.

“I think we should break up,” I suggest, not even looking at him. I can’t bear the look on his face.

“Break up?”

“I love you with my whole heart, it hurts. It’s just that this world that you live in… I’m not cut out for it. I don’t belong. I’m not built to deal with so many people attacking me for just existing.”

“I can make it stop. I will make it stop.” He gently grabs my chin and forces me to finally look at him. His eyes are full of tears, but they aren’t falling.

“Jeongin, I’m sorry but I need to put myself first for once. All this hate is slowly but surely killing me.”

“I’ll… I’ll quit! I’ll leave Stray Kids and all of this will stop.” He pleads.

“You and I both know that if you leave, it’ll just get worse. And you love your job. The way your eyes sparkle when you talk about your music or when you nail a new choreography—I can’t take that from you, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.” I stroke the hair on the back of his head, trying to call him down.

“So, this is it? We call it quits and everything goes away?” The tears finally falling down his face.

“I just want to be happy, but I can’t do that in this current situation. I need you to let me go.” Jeongin closes the gap between us and places both hands on each cheek, pressing his lips to my forehead.

“I just want you to be happy too. I love you, I’ll let you go.”

—

Buy me a coffee?

[chatsukimi]

STREETRACER!TOJI x WEALTHY!READER ('my mother's blind in one eye and she can drift better than that') ⤷ genre: sfw, fluff ⤷ tropes: reader's bf is a btch, passengerprincess!reader, trustfund!toji, caring!toji, highschool!toji, jealous!toji ⤷ series (jjk men as athletes)

STREETRACER!TOJI who skips school to street-race. you've had an eye on him ever since testing reaction times in Physical Education class, introducing him to drift back in sophomore year. he was a natural.

STREETRACER!TOJI whose life revolves around the illegal sport, catching on so swiftly soon you buy him his first car. you tell him he gets to keep it if he can win in the races.

you're half convinced he'll call you one day to tell you your baby's on fire... literal fire. but he never does- it seems he respects the trust you put in him. and he wins on your bets, so you don't question it.

STREETRACER!TOJI who's always pawing for your colourful gambling tickets (his name purchased first) and you're always removing them from his sight: beggars can't be choosers.

whatever. he never wanted to befriend the rich kid anyways.

STREETRACER!TOJI who tells you to go away right before the competition when you come to check up on him. 'you're distracting me. where's your prissy prince?' when you look at your boyfriend in the stands, he scoffs.

STREETRACER!TOJI who narrows his eyes as your boyfriend slides into the driver's seat of the car you gave him, the car with which he won the race, and begins to drive around like a little kid. no technique whatsoever. he is suddenly reminded of a scene from the movie Tokyo Drift you once forced him to watch at the beginning of showing him cars: 'my mother's blind in one eye and she can drift better than that.'

well isn’t that the perfect descriptor for your boyfriend.

STREETRACER!TOJI who doesn't speak to you for a week after he notices a scratch on the car. he's in cold disbelief. one, that you would ever let an idiot close to a fine car like that. two, that you would trust that idiot to lead you around in a relationship.

i mean, seriously, how can a guy who parks for fifteen minutes and still crosses the line pick out what you want as a gift? how can a loser ever make you happy? he'll drive you carsick. toji's not sure how you haven't gotten so already.

STREETRACER!TOJI whose heart definitely does not flutter when he sees the dinner you’ve eft beside the vehicle after a race. you've left a note too: i know you're mad about the scratch, but congrats on the win. you drove really well. i've left a share of the cash in the centre console.

when he shows up in class the next day, he doesn't return your smile. instead, he stalks all the way up to your desk, silencing the rest of the class as he drags a chair to sit down next to you.

'i thought you didn't wanna associate with me at school?'

he shrugs. 'changed my mind.'

STREETRACER!TOJI who, when your boyfriend ditches last minute from taking you back to your countryside townhouse, shows up within ten minutes of you calling him up. he arrives. running.

you start to wonder if you should've introduced him to track and field and made a new Olympic gold medallist instead.

STREETRACER!TOJI who observes the v12 aston martin, cocking his head to the side.

you admit quietly, 'i... don't know how to drive' and he sighs, pushes you to the side, enters the driver's seat, then looks at you with an impatient stare.

'what are you waiting for? get in.'

you hastily enter the passenger seat, trying to unglue your gaze from the thickness of his arm around your steering wheel, the ease of his large stature adjusting the seat to fit, exhaling slightly when it works.

'trust fund baby,' you hear him mutter.

'hey!' you speak before you realise it. 'you're also my trust fund baby.'

his eyebrows shoot up, dark stare piercing the side of your face. what did you say? you bite your lip and prays for the seat to swallow you up. why did you say that? you feel him shift in his seat, inching closer until both his hands cage your smaller frame.

'say that again..'

STREETRACER!TOJI who drives you home all night, no breaks. you listen to music and watch the stars above the dark countryside trundling past. as the scene becomes monotonous, your eyelids slowly droops close.

toji notices, immediately speeding down by the side of the highway. he walks around the side of the car, opens the door, removes his leather jacket and gently places it over your sleeping figure. his breath almost hitches when you stir.

a tiny voice in his head yelps, whipped.

it's not even his own jacket. you bought him it as celebration for his first victory and he hasn't gone a week without it since.

STREETRACER!TOJI who carefully withdraws your phone from your pocket at the end of the trip, pressing a couple digits, raising it to his ear to leave a voicemail.

'hey,' he says, 'you're the guy who can't drive, right?' any sane person knows to never insult a guy's driving skills. toji pats the hood of the car as he speaks. guess he’s not so sane then. 'now i gotta say, i'm just looking out for you, yeah? stay away from my girl. she too expensive for you.'

STREETRACER!TOJI who dreams of a day he spoils you. a day when your bets on him come to fruition, when he can say with full certainty, 'bet on me, baby. put all your trust on me'

(extra: 'did you compare me to a car??' you listen to the voicemail toji sent to your ex. toji winces. 'had to get the point across. he can't be crashing and burning shit he didn't pay insurance for.' you cross your arms. 'and how are you sure you won't drive this thing off a cliff?' 'oh baby, cause i tokyo drift')

[luveline]

Hiii if ur not sick of the fainting requests yet would love on for our bf remus <3

and thank uuu for all ur writing and time <3

thank u sm lovely ♡ fem!reader, 1.1k

cw blood + fainting

"No! That's not what happened, and you know it isn't," Remus says with a laugh big enough to shake his shoulders.

The stomach of his t-shirt is dark with water, splattered by the colander as he rinses the celery he's sliced. 

"It is what happened," you say, peeling the lid back from your plastic container of hummus. "You have a selective memory, Remus." 

He tips the clean celery into a bowl atop carrots shining with wet, his disagreement obvious and entertaining. James did help Remus ask you out the first time, but Remus might not remember it because it was largely done behind his head, James mouthing clearly, My friend thinks you're stunning. 

"Did you cut up any green apples?" you ask. 

They're James' favourite. Tonight, you and Remus are celebrating five months as a couple, but you hadn't realised movie night (pre-negotiated) was the same day until a half hour ago, hence your rushed preparations. You wouldn't be here to celebrate if it weren't for James. He deserves them. 

Having to rush hasn't put a damper on how happy you both are. "No," Remus says, clasping your hand loosely on the way to the fridge. "Did you want to get changed?" 

"We have," —you check your watch, eyes flaring— "about eight minutes until six. Plenty of time." 

Remus laughs at your joking and takes three apples from the fruit and vegetable drawer. You slide in the fridge behind him to eye your drinks selection and start to fret. "You know, I'm gonna put my shoes on and nip to the Spar. We don't have any coke zero for Sirius–" 

"He can get his own coke zero." 

"Then what's the point of hosting? It's only across the road." 

The sound of Remus peeling an apple follows you down the hallway, a quick shush shush shush. You put your fingers at the back of your converse as a makeshift shoe horn and force your foot into it to save time. Your fingertips hurt afterward, but you're ready in less than a minute. Your purse in your back pocket, you shout, "Did you want anything?" 

"Not that I can think– Ow." A sharp hiss. "Fuck." 

You walk briskly back to the kitchen. "What?" 

Remus turns to you with blood dribbling down his arm and you can't remember a thing after that. 

— 

"You've murdered her?" Sirius asks, staring down at Remus with wide-eyed surprise. "I thought you were getting on well." 

"Can you help, please?" he asks. He's using his t-shirt to stem the frankly worrying amount of blood that drips from his cut finger, the pain a stinging but luckily bearable constant. Remus is more concerned by your limp weight in his lap. He's dripped blood onto your sleeve. It's a mess. 

Sirius shoves his bag on the kitchen table and sits down on the floor, easing your head from Remus lap and into his own. "Mate, what the fuck happened?" 

"She fainted when she saw the blood." 

"I thought that only happened on telly?" 

"It's quite real," Remus says, standing up to take care of things. "Can you give her a little shake? I tried tapping her cheek but she didn't feel it." 

Sirius pokes at your eyelids. Remus hates that he's had to relinquish what's clearly a boyfriend duty, but he imagines that if the blood shocked you that badly the first time, it'll get you a second. He's lucky he managed to grab you under the arms before you smashed your head open. 

He washes his arms clean in the sink and wraps a tea towel around his thumb. Swift, he reaches for the first aid kit on top of the cupboard and opens it one handed over the stove top. He puts a plaster on his cut, then a second, like a hat. 

Fully covered, Remus turns around and sighs. There's blood like a spattering of concentrated rain in a line to your prone body. 

Sirius continues to poke at you like a science experiment, but he isn't mean. "Helloooo," he sing-songs, blowing air in your ear. You jump and your eyelashes flutter, and for once, Remus can endorse his friend's antagonising. 

"Hey, there you are," Remus says, kneeling by your head. He helps you up from Sirius thigh, angling your gaze to the hallway rather than the bloody kitchen. "That's never happened before. Do you usually do that?" 

"Do what?" you ask, blinking like you've weights sewn into your eyelids. 

"You fainted," Sirius interjects. "Keep your eyes on Moony, doll. I'll clean up this mess. Consider it my charity for the year." 

"What?" you ask, trying to look around Remus. 

He takes your face into his hands, drawing your gaze. "Do you feel okay? Haven't bruised anything?" 

"No?" 

He nods, relieved. "Come on, lovely. Let's sit you on the sofa." 

Remus helps you stand and directs you into your living room. It's beautifully clean awaiting company, giving you ample room to lay down again. You don't complain aloud but Remus can tell you're feeling weird still from the way you frown, your bottom lip pouted ever so slightly. He perches on the end of the seat. 

"What the fuck, where are the dish cloths?" Sirius asks himself. 

You laugh into your shoulder, the sound like a beacon. Remus knows you'll be alright, but he'd quite like to hammer it home. He puts his hand on your forehead to stroke along your hairline with his uninjured thumb. 

"Are you okay?" you ask. 

"I'm fine, you're the one who almost broke her neck," he says, the tip of his pinky racing down your cheek to your chin. He tilts your head up. "Since when do you faint at the sight of blood? Bit dramatic." 

"I don't know. Never happened before. Since when do you cut yourself with a seventy pence peeler? That's ridiculous." 

He presses his smile into your lips. "You weren't supervising me." 

"It's my fault, then. Typical." 

Remus kisses you, the corner of your mouth, your cheek. A loving line. You relax under his touch, laughing softly at his tickling stubble. He pulls away as the front door clatters in, but whoever it is ignores the living room completely, bursting into your kitchen. 

"Sirius, what have you done, mate?" James asks, plastic bags rustling. 

"I don't want to talk about it. Why's it always me on my knees? Not like that." 

[notyashiro128]

FIRST TIME - you're having sex with your bf for the first time + after care

note: ask me anything ill do a n q for 30 followers so yeahgh it took fr 2 days i wrote this while im in my period so yeahh i feel the pain help

Type : 💮🍋

content warnings: nsfw (17+), fem!reader, mainly soft sex , soft dom megumi x virgin reader First time you and Megumi have sex๋࣭⭑ , after care

It all started at the beginning of the holiday when Nobara and Yuji decided to go and see their family

Finally, you will spend some time with your boyfriend Because they both don't know that both of you are dating

After they left that day You and Megumi decided to sleep together in his dorm

You both went to buy some snacks for the night and went back After you both entered

Megumi went to the kitchen to get popcorn while you searched in his closet for a hoodie to wear

When you found it, you went to the bathroom to change.

Now everything is ready for the night, the popcorn, the chocolate, and the bed are ready everything is ready

"why are you wearing my hoodie?" He asked smiling, finally, Megumi is smiling

"why not It's too soft and I love it" you giggled

You were both now sitting on the bed with Megumi's laptop on your lap, you chose the movie, but when you both started watching, the laptop turned off

"wait I'll get the charger" Megumi plugged the charger

"ok done" Then you turned on the laptop and it opened

"Okay, I'll go to the history story because I'm lazy", you said while opening the history

"w-wait you don't have to, I'll do it" His face turned pale and he didn't want you to enter

"why let me do it it's just a movie What? Is there something you don't want me to see?" You teased him

"no, it's just well....."

You opened the history of Megumi and you were shocked that Megumi used to watch porn

"I-" you were shocked and quickly closed the laptop and Megumi's face turned red

"I can only explain that" he said that quickly

You were very angry your boyfriend used to porn you never thought that Megumi would do something like this

"Tell me", you said angrily,

"It's just that sometimes when I'm horny, I get ashamed to ask you to have sex because I know you're a virgin, And I don't want to force you to have sex with me so in order not to bother you, I watch some of this, believe me, please " he said that looking at the floor

You were silent, not knowing what to say

You were about to get into a discussion with him because you thought it was a kind of cheating, while you thought to yourself that it was your fault because, well...

"Y/n say something I'm sorry" he moved the laptop away and hugged you tightly

At that moment, you sat on his lap and started kissing him forcefully

As his lips met yours, he softly whispered "Y/-y/n," causing your heart to skip a beat. You could feel the warmth of his body as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. , you placed your hands on his t-shirt,You felt a fluttering sensation in your stomach, like a thousand butterflies were stirring within you

You were feeling something that pricked you from underneath

After a minute of kissing, you pulled away Because you needed air, you were both sighing

"Y/n you don't have to force yourself I am sorry I am very sorry " He sighed as he moved your hair away from your face so he could see your whole face (aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa) You were both blushing and still feeling something that pricked you. You knew that Megumi was horny just by your kiss.

"I wanna do it," you said blushing "I want to have sex, I want you to be the first and only person to touch me "

You shyly agreed when he asked "Are you sure?" and with a blush on your face, you confidently took off the hoodie you were wearing, revealing your black bra.

Megumi experienced a moment that would be etched in his memory forever. His heart was thumping in his chest as he looked at you with awe. You were sitting comfortably in his lap, with your bra and panties on and the feeling of your weight on him sent shivers down his spine. His eyes couldn't help but take in every inch of you, and he was overcome with a rush of desire that he couldn't ignore. Every detail of you, from your soft hair to your gentle touch to your perfect body, was imprinted in his mind, and he knew he would never forget this moment with you.

Megumi was more focused on your chest

"like what you see?" You teased him, and you sat on the edge of the bed taking off your pants You were left with only your black pantie while waiting for him to take off his clothes, and he did Megumi is now only in his boxer

His muscles were prominent. His body was perfect. It was in the shape of the letter V. Megumi was beautiful, very beautiful, and pretty. Nothing could describe his beauty. From his unique haircut to His dark blue eyes.

He noticed that you were looking at his body. He cupped your cheek with his large hand and pulled you close to him and began to kiss you gently, with light kisses

The kisses went further it's gave you a butterfly in your stomach Without breaking the kiss he's now making you lean back While you made out, he reached for your back, removing your bra, and letting your breast move freely.

"Hm~ you're so.. beautiful.." he begged

He pushed you back down, nibbling and licking your skin down to your cleavage. His mouth found its way to your nipple, sucking and gently biting it. His hand roamed your body, leaving no spot untouched while his other free hand gave light squeezes and played with your other nipple. In repeat, he did the same to the other side. At the same time. Both of you were just getting started, yet he made you feel so good that you arched your back from all the pleasure he willingly gave you.

He loved how your body was so perfect. So perfect for him

With your sweet little moans and whimpers, you squirm under him, blushing intensely, he loved the way you looked. The way you looked at him with such lust matched his, and yet you watched his every move.

"Y/n you are so pretty~, I can't get enough of you please " he was whining

He enjoyed this so much. Your expressions, your smell, your body, all of it, he loves them all so much

Then he went to your neck to put the last hickey

"Gum-mii" you moaned, You placed your hand over your mouth

"No, why are you covering your mouth? I want to hear you moaning. I want to hear your voice" Then he removed your hands and kissed your lips, “Don’t do that again k?" You nod then he started kissing your boobs again while going down no his kissing your stomach

Your boobs your neck your stomach are full with hickeys......

"You're making me crazy I'm gonna lose my mind "

He then moved down to your tick thighs he grabbed them "Aww they are so soft and it feels like marshmallows" he then separate your legs and start making more hickeys in your thighs

It feels like a dream for him, The room is filled with your moaning and heat

"ah, Megumi- mmm" You start moaning so badly that you grip the bed sheet tightly

It was painful but you loved it

Megumi stops and starts looking at you You were so beautiful he still couldn't believe he was having sex with you

"I'll be right back wait" he went to his closet to get some condoms (how he had them idk fr)

He took off his boxer revealing his tall dick ( about 20-23 cm idk)

You looked away to avoid looking at his dick before he puts the condom on he grabbed your hand and placed on his dick saying

"This is part of me too dear.....don't be shy i know it's your first time and I am so happy that I am your first" he then gets in top of you and kissed your forehead" I love you"

"but it's too big" you said

"oh you saying that I am too big for you" he teased you

You stated at him for 5 seconds straight

... "I'm not having sex with you bye" you said Coldly

"huh wait I was joking" He tried to apologise

He then lowered his face to meet your clit

Then he noticed that your pantie are wet, he took them off "W-wait"

"shhh trust me" he took it all off "So pretty ~" he then start licking your clit while rubbing your pussy with his finger not deeper just to teas you You start moaning "Gumi......ah....mmmm " You You liked it

you start begging for more and then

"Megumilfell Ngh! something w-weirddd" you can't even spell the words rights from moaning,he ignored you

And then you came for the first time, After you came you started feeling embarrassed "G-gumi am Sosorry" you cried "No baby that's okay it means you liked it", "I think you're ready now" he added while wearing his condom

He puts your legs up his shoulders "it will hurt you at first but then you'll like trust me" you nod as megumi starting to put his dick inside you slowly

You felt pain "Nono i-duno want it stoop" you cried "Ahhh gumi no more", he noticed your blood coming out. He was happy because he was the one who got your virgin "We will finish, just wait." Finally, his dick was inside you now, then he began to adjust its size and removed your hair that in your face with his hand

"I wanna see your face" he then holds your hands and pins them onto the bed now his on top of you

"I'm gonna start" he started to thrust in and out slowly, your moans was like music to his ears

You grabbed a hold of your hips and began slamming you against him. "i-i can't take it," you moaned. "yes, you can sweetheart," he grunted.

He didn't want to be rough with you just a slow thrust, he loved seeing your face

You liked it

you loved it

You wanted more

Megumi felt your insides pressing against his cock he started getting faster

"Haa you're so good do u like that" he asked

"mmmm ah" Megumi found your sweet spot

Megumi was thrust hard into your sweet spot "Gumi- ahh there there" He approached you and started giving you wet kisses on your lips

"i think im haa gonna c-cum" he said softly

He started to thrust faster, and all heard was the sound of skin slapping, the sound of your moans, and Megumi's moans as well

"cum cum cum cum haaaa" He moaned

"I'm cumming cumming nghh" Then he let go of your hands and grabbed your thighs tightly You felt a hot liquid Inside you. It was his cum

"you did well you did soo fucking good" Megumi sights Megumi took his dick out of you, removed the condom, and lay down on the bed next to you

Now you both sighed heavily, "You did well." He hugged you.

Your body feels hot and tried and full of hickeys

You waited in that position for approximately five minutes until he stood up and proceeded towards the bathroom to prepare the bathtub.

"The bathroom is ready." You were really tired "Mmm just more than 5 mi-" You didn't even finish your words and Megumi picked you up and went into the bathroom and put you in the bathtub.

The water was nicely warm, and then Megumi sat behind you so you leaned your head on his chest, then he put his hand on your waist, "How do you feel better?"

"Good," you said Coldly

"What's wrong, you're not feeling well?" He asked

"I'm still mad at you for watching these movies." You sigh

"OK, I am sorry ma-" you interrupted him

"sorry for what The act you have done is type of cheating" you were very angry

He was silent for a while

" I won't do that again iam sorry..." He muttered at your ear

You nod, "Come on smile" he said playfully he eats your cheek "What are u doing!"

"ok ok but for real I am sorry please forgive me my beautiful lady" (this bitch)

"Megumi how did u fall in love with me "And without any reason, you asked him this question

"Will You are truly special from others. When I am standing with you or talking to you, I forget everything around me. You are truly beautiful and intelligent, and I love your personality" he kissed your neck from behind

"I love you more, oh yes, I remembered Megumi, I heard that there are birth control pills, what do you think should take it?" You asked

"No, it is not good. It may affect your health. Why the pills? I do not want you to suffer just so that you do not get pregnant. Let us use condoms until we get married so we can do it with nothing." He said softly

You blushed

"After we finish high school I will marry you we can go to college while married" he added

(this mffffff)

After that, Megumi washed your hair and body of course with kisses and yeah, let you rest in the bathtub,

Megumi gets up," where are you going?" You asked "I'll change the sheet of the bed"

Megumi carefully examined the bed sheet and noticed the telltale signs of blood. he decided to remove the sheet and store it in his closet to preserve it as evidence of what had happened. After taking care of the sheet, he prepared the bed for you and went to the bathroom. he put on a soft bathrobe for you and gently lifted you to place you on the bed. To keep you warm, he provided you with some of his clothes and retrieved the hair dryer you had gifted him earlier. He carefully dried both your hair and his own, all the while making sure you were feeling safe and comfortable.

After that, you were feeling some discomfort in your legs and your back. You and Megumi decided to retire to bed early, seeking comfort and warmth in each other's embrace. As you both lie down, you wrap your arms around each other, feeling a sense of relief wash over you. The softness of the bed and the gentle warmth of Megumi's body against yours make you feel safe and secure, and you can't help but close your eyes and drift off into a peaceful slumber.

Megumi was keeping an eye on you. It was a peaceful moment, and Megumi felt like capturing it by taking a picture of the two of you. He reached for his phone and opened Snapchat, planning to take a quick snap he write on it the first time However, in his sleepy state, he accidentally hit the "Post to my story" button

To his horror, he realized that he had just posted the picture. He quickly tried to delete the post, but not before your mutual friend Yuji had seen it. Megumi knew that Yuji was a notorious gossip and that he would immediately start texting everyone he knew about the photo

Megumi quickly deleted the story turned off his phone and went back to sleep, hoping that yuji will keep his mouth shut However, he knew that when he turned his phone back on, it would be exploding with messages from Yuji, and possibly from your other friends Nobara and Gojo, too.

The end ✨

Ask me anything plz ill do q n a

[scarvain]

pls pls pls write a hamzah as ur bf hcs 🙏🙏mehehe

✶ hamzahthefantastic boyfriend hcs

warnings: nsfw content at the enddd

a/n: my first time writing hcs, had so much time writing so i hope u like this!!! <3

sfw !

✶ he brings you your favorite food when he comes home late or films the whole day with martin

✶ holds out clothes for you when you're shopping together and even picks some for you but sometimes he purposely picks out the most hideous pieces as a joke

"this would look good babe," he pulls out a shirt that has a lion's head, trying not to burst out laughing when he saw your reaction.

you roll your eyes but didn't try to hide the smile on your face.

✶ cooking together but he ends up hugging you from behind and not helping you

✶ screams louder than you when a jumpscare comes on a horror movie

✶ when you play video games together, he shows off to you and even invites you to be in a slushynoobz video with mandy

"you guys made a version of me in sims?" you asked, looking at the three of them.

mandy who would usually have a straight face during their videos, smiles and gives hamzah a teasing look. "yeah well, someone here forced me to make one so we could play them when we film."

✶ likes to stay in bed with you the whole day cuddling especially after a long day of work

✶ helps you choose your next nail set and chooses the shape so when you rake or run your hands on his back and head they feel good

✶ always uses the machine next to yours at the gym in case any creeps come near you

✶ secretly takes photos of you when you guys are out together

✶ still gets shy when you're out with other people or filming videos together

nsfw !

✶ hands are all over you when you have a nice outfit on

✶ likes to touch your ass ALL THE DAMN TIME even when you're wearing pajamas or a dress, his hands always find their way down there

✶ has a hair tie with him so he can tie your hair up when you go down on him

✶ so loud in bed especially during your first time together

✶ when watching a movie and a sex scene comes on, it gets you both riled up and you end up doing it right then and there, completely forgetting about the movie playing

✶ likes when you're on top and taking control but also bucks his hips up when your movements start getting sloppier

"i got you baby." his hands are on your waist, holding you down before he pounds into you.

✶ at parties, he likes peppering kisses all over you which ends with you swaying and rubbing your ass on his crotch

✶ when he finally gets used to all of it, he fucks you anywhere he can

[parkinglotdelulu]

bf!skz x gn!reader - How each member helps you with anxiety ⛅️🧸

a/n: my qualifications for writing this is I have major anxiety and these are all the things I wish people would do for me that match skz members personality! enjoy - 🌞

tw: mentions of anxiety

word count: 615

Chan

I feel like Chan would definitely be one to hold you when you are feeling anxious. First of all his hugs seem so safe and warm. But if you’re in a not-so-private place he would definitely just hold your hand or rest his hand on your knee. That small amount of contact with a reassuring squeeze will make you feel calmer and safer.

Lee Know

Lee Know is definitely the type of person to show love and care through actions rather than words. So when you are super anxious, he would ensure you’ve eaten and drank water. Having low blood sugar when you’re anxious is really terrible so he wants to make sure you're healthy. I think Lee Know would also just try and be around you, just sitting next to you and not leaving your side to show his support.

Changbin

I think changbin would try to make you laugh. Try and distract you from overthinking and spiraling by doing something funny or just being extra cute. Whether its going cutesy poses or showing you funny videos. He would try everything just to make you smile again. Oh and he is most definitely going to show you the most recent girl group dance he learned.

Hyunjin

Hyunjin would want to take you out for a peaceful day of activities. You guys would go on a walk through the park, get food and just try to enjoy the beauty of the world around you instead. But after a long day you guys would definitely go stargazing and talk about anything and everything. Have a deep conversation that leaves not only you, but hyunjin as well, with a new perspective and you’ll feel ever closer than before…no matter how many times you do it.

Han

As we know Han always has his headphones, I don’t think he leaves the house without them tbh. So if you're in a public (or even private) setting and get overwhelmed/ anxious he would most definitely give you his headphones in a heartbeat. He would even go a step further with picking out songs or even having a playlist for you ready to go whenever you're anxious.

Felix

Felix of course is a touchy person and while that brings you great comfort when you're anxious, it's not the only thing Felix will do. He is a gamer, so honestly I feel like he would try to distract you with a game. Either he will pull up a chair or let you sit with him and watch him play, or he would have you guys play Mario Kart together. Either way, you're going to feel safe in his arms and distracted from your thoughts with games.

Seungmin

Seungmin is definitely not as much of a touchy person but I feel like he would hold your hand and make you tell him what was wrong and what's going through your head just so he can debunk your anxious thoughts. I feel like Seungmin is just very practical and takes the approach of processing your anxieties with you.

Jeongin

I think he would also be one to try and distract you. He would take you out to see a movie or go get food. Anything to get you out of the house because sometimes you need that. A breath of fresh air and jeongin always knows when you are the type of anxious that needs a distraction. For real this man would DRAG you out of bed and not tell you where you are going. Of course, this is all out of love, he wouldn't dare to actually force you to go somewhere if you truly weren't up for it!

[ghostkennedy]

Read the camera series, and I had an idea 👀 what about a story where the reader is obsessed with Leon FIRST? Like, she watches him all the time and notices he kind of has an obsessive streak, and she likes him and decides that she wants him obsessed with HER. So she kinda leaves a trail of breadcrumbs to make him start liking her. She's sweet to him, does things for him, and makes notes of his preferences so she can match them perfectly. When he starts stalking her, she's all like "🥰 yay! Bf!"

thank you for your patience with this one <3

Perfect Subject

~Leon Kennedy x gender neutral! Reader~

Word count: 1931

Content warnings: shooting guns in a gun range, obsession, reader is a government agent, stalking, leon goes through your stuff and into your place without permission

!!!!!!MINORS DNI! GHOSTKENNNEDY IS STRICTLY 18+!!!!!

Leon Kennedy could never just casually enjoy things. You would never find him just appreciating a thing for what it was and then moving on with his life. Oh no. If he thought a song was good, he would replay the melody over and over again until he didn’t like it anymore. If he liked a movie, instead of him thinking, “wow that was a good movie,” and then watching another, he would replay that movie until he knew every little detail about it. 

This included his work as well. Anything he did, it had to be done perfectly. He crossed all his T’s and dotted all his I’s. When you were first hired on as a government agent, he was assigned to overlook your training. There were specific agents assigned to training fresh recruits, so he wasn’t training you directly, but he would always cut in if he felt your trainer was going too easy on you or wasn’t teaching you properly. 

One day, you were practicing in the gun range and couldn’t seem to improve your accuracy no matter how much instruction your superior gave you. You huffed and threw your head back in frustration when you failed to hit the designated mark again. You were desperate to succeed and be good at your job. You couldn’t focus on anything else in your life. Everything you did, you had to do it well, otherwise it would eat you up inside.

That’s when you felt a strong form firmly press himself into your back, his arms wrapping around yours and guiding your hands to aim the gun properly. He used his heavy boots to kick your feet out into a better, more grounding stance. He slowly adjusts your shoulders and elbows and forces you to tighten your grip on the weapon. He stepped back from you and you felt stronger and more confident in this new position.

You fired the shot and hit the mark exactly in the center. You shook your shoulders, relieving some tension in your neck before getting back into the same position. You fired a second shot and hit the mark again. You spun around with a smile on your face ready to thank your trainer when you were met with pretty blue eyes and a blond fringe. 

You stammered over your words, “Oh, um, hey Agent Kennedy! I didn’t know you were here.” You shifted your gaze up to meet his eyes, “Thank you so much. I really appreciate it.” 

“It’s my job. Thought that would work for your height and stature,” he said simply before walking out of the room. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the sudden emptiness of the room once his overwhelming presence was gone.

And from that point on, you had become obsessed with the man. You wanted to know everything there was to know about Leon Kennedy. Once you discovered he had an obsessive streak that matched yours so well, you knew you had to have him. His face had those soft features, but still had a prominent sense of rugged manliness to it. The messy look of his hair, which you could see the effort put into it to give it that carefree look while still being just the right amount of tidy. 

Don’t even start on the muscles protruding from his body. It’s like he had been sculpted from angels themselves. You could see the outline of every ab through his tight shirts and the way his arms bulged against the fabric of his sleeves. His aura demanded attention and he always commanded whatever room he was in, he didn’t even have to try. You noticed the way everyone else stared at him with admiration as well. You had no right to be jealous, but you were hooked and anything standing in your way would have to be eliminated.

You’d spent a lot of time trying to overhear gossip about the man’s love life, but he was so private that there wasn’t much actual information to go off of. Everything was pure speculation at this point. But what you did know was how many people had struck out with him. He wasn’t easily impressed by the flirtatious gestures, shyness or boldness. He was a case that no one had been able to crack, but you loved a good challenge.

While the other rookies threw themselves at Leon, you had to feign indifference. He genuinely cared about his job and the “greater good.” So you became the best agent you possibly could, rising through the ranks and becoming the perfect success story. You remained as elusive as possible with all of your coworkers. If Leon wanted to know anything about you, he’d have to do the research himself or ask you directly.

You were so relieved when your plan actually started to work. You could feel his stare on you when you weren’t paying attention to him. You never attempted to make small talk either. You discussed your work and would always thank him for any instruction or help he gave you, but that was it. 

A significant moment you remembered was at a mandatory reward dinner. Every single employee was expected to attend, no exceptions. Of course, you had made sure to be sat at the same table as Leon while putting on the front of not caring about the arrangements. You had both remained relatively silent during the conversations about everything and nothing at the same time going on amongst the group at your table. You’d speak and engage when called for, but avoided the small talk and gossiping as usual.

“What about you? No hot date either? What’s up with that?” one of your coworkers nudged your shoulder. You snickered as you took another sip of your wine.

“Quite a few of us at this table don’t have dates either. Maybe we should go around and share all about our personal love lives. John, Sarah, Patrick, Leon? Anybody want to share some misfortunes?” you said nonchalantly and were met with mostly silence, except for Leon who was grinning and trying not to laugh. “Oh wow, the elusive mysteries continue,” you cooed at John who was giving you a dirty look.

“Sorry, I forget you’d rather die than engage in a friendly conversation,” he spoke and huffed out a breath.

“It’d be wise of you to never forget it again, huh?” you nudged him like he had done to you earlier. He rolled his eyes before a laugh slipped from him. 

The following Monday, about an hour before it was time to head home, John pulled you to the side to talk to you.

“Hey, you’re not going to believe this,” he said excitedly.

“Oh?” you raised your eyebrow skeptically. 

He nodded his head eagerly, “Yeah! Leon fucking Kennedy was asking me about you. He wanted to know what I knew about you.” You had to hide your excitement as you continued to stare at John. “I should totally set the two of you up,” he laughed as he grabbed onto your shoulders and shook excitedly. 

You laughed at him, “Wow, agent turned matchmaker? I’m super impressed.” You pulled yourself from his grasp and went to turn and walk around the corner, escaping from the little space John had pulled you into.

You yelped when you ran into a solid object, or solid person rather. Your eyes looked up and came into contact with Leon’s. John came out after you and his eyes widened as he realized Leon was within earshot of the conversation.

John stuttered, “H-hey, buddy. What’s up?” His nervous laughter had you fighting back a smile.

“Buddy?” Leon asked as his arms crossed over his chest. John continued to fumble over his words. Somewhere in the word vomit, there had been an apology. You slipped out while they were both distracted and didn’t stick around to see how their conversation would play out. 

After that encounter, you and Leon had built a bit of a friendship. You two were always joking around and helping each other’s workload as much as you possibly could. You took advantage of every conversation you two had and utilized all the information and observations you had of him. You’d bring him coffee when he started giving his sleepy cues. You knew his favorite places to get lunch and would conveniently eat at them regularly, always ordering too much and giving him the leftovers. He never had to run his own errands around the office, because you always offered to do them for him. You never ran yours either, he always jumped up and did your little tasks as well. 

You noticed him also adjusting himself around your preferences as well. He slowly switched coffee shops to the one you preferred, attempting to keep you from noticing. But of course you noticed everything. You stopped being assigned the work you’d always complain about and tell him how you dreaded doing those meticulous little tasks. He’d drop little references from shows you’d told him you liked occasionally. Always feeding you information on top secret topics you’d shown interest in. 

You were so giddy when you noticed he had upped his game when it came to you. You started to notice things on your desk not being where you had left them. Logging onto your computer and the tab you’d left open not being up on the screen like you had left it. Your heart swooned when you noticed things in your apartment disappearing or being moved without your knowledge. You even noticed him tailing you on your errands, him in his unmarked car staying a reasonable distance as you went to the grocery store or to pay bills. 

You noticed the unmarked car in your apartment complex’s parking lot early one morning. So, of course you went outside and lounged on the balcony in your short shorts and tank top that barely covered your chest. Biting your lip, seemingly lost in thought as you drank coffee and scrolled on your phone.

He started placing himself in your path as well. One Saturday, he coincidentally ran into you at the supermarket and you walked around shopping together. He’d jog past your place, waiting for the day you’d be outside and he could recognize you. You let this go on for a few weeks, before finally deciding to get your mail from the office at the exact time he always jogged past. After talking to him for a few minutes, you invited him for some water and a snack. You spent the morning together, before he finally left to continue his run. 

So far, it’d been a few months of this back and forth. Running into each other, sharing lunches and coffee, spending more time working together, and you both suddenly were showing up to all work events. Neither of you ever rejected the offer to go out for drinks when invited by coworkers. You always stayed near one another, no matter the outing. You longed for the day something would finally happen between you two. You knew he was basically stalking you at this point and you made sure to make this job as easy as possible on him.

The longer the chase, the better the end result right? As long as you kept Leon right where you wanted him, you could keep this up forever. You imagined all of the ways he would finally make his move, finally bridge the gap between you two and mold you together where you belonged. Until then, you’d be his perfect and oblivious subject. 

~masterlist~

[rasparagus]

nerd bf!wonwoo headcannons

content/warnings: gn!reader, university!au, swearing, a suggestive line but nothing explicit, mentions of drinking/being drunk but nothing crazy or gross, all fluff just fluff

@cheolsblackgf gala my gala thank you for requesting im flattered u thought i could do the request justice and i had a lot of fun with this hehe muah

taglist (aka the one person who consistently likes my work and has asked to be tagged): @livmixes

masterlist

oddly enough you two meet at a party

you meet bc seungkwan from statistics invites you to one of sigma lambda tau's frat parties

you are, of course, a little tipsy

so when seungkwan introduces you to his comp sci frat brother wonwoo, you hop at the opportunity to divulge how bad you are at the stat program you’re forced to use 

seungkwan, being the lovely wingman he is, is absolutely thrilled to make wonwoo promise to tutor you

to which he responds…”i don’t know if i’ll really be much help but…sure?”

he’s practically blushing and giggling the whole time, partly because you’re fun and hot and partly because wow where are all these compliments coming from

and of course wonwoo is a huge help because he’s a genius and always downplays his talents

and then he asks you out like a gentleman and you start dating and its bliss, obviously

let’s talk about his little habits

he literally never brags about his knowledge

even if he has a huge accomplishment, you will never find out unless there’s some public announcement about it

apparently he won the highest coding competition in your university but you don’t know until you see his face on the front of the fucking university paper?? (seriously, how does he manage to be an active member of a frat, hang out with you, and do all this other shit)

and you text him a photo of it with a question mark

and he just laughs it off like “oh yeah that’s the coding project i told you i had to work on last saturday lol” 

you think its because he’s humble but it’s really just because he’s shy when you dote on and compliment him (which is proven when you buy him a little cake and he can barely meet your eyes)

its the same when you visit his room in the frat house for the first time as well

you walk in his room and he’s all ready to watch a movie and play mario kart and, you know, hopefully…get to other things…

and mingyu has fully put his noise cancelling headphones in because wonwoo has been kind enough to warn the person he shares a wall with!

but all mingyu can hear through his headphones is you screaming “what the hell, how are you so damn talented?” upon seeing every plaque, trophy, and certificate he’s won while being in college

and then he reminds you that you have just as many awards for your major and activities

and you merely side eye him for the betrayal of hiding his nerdiness from you

well, he may not brag, but his nerd tendencies are certainly not hidden

this man is not a literature major OR minor but he takes at least one literature class a year because he has the extra credits and he just fucks with reading like that

you know when he’s stolen a book from you to read because any new word that you have highlighted suddenly starts popping up in his vocabulary

also, wonwoo does NOT play about finals season

he always gets to the library much earlier than you, managing to grasp a decent study room

he leaves a little breakfast sandwich in your spot for when you arrive

if you’re going to study with him, you’re going to study, okay?

if you’re talking nonsense and trying to show him tiktoks during the allotted study time he deadass just will not respond to you 

if you leave the study room for one singular second he’s taking your phone and hiding it (he will give it back when the pomodoro timer goes off!)

the one concession is when he sees you dozing off and he knows ur trying your hardest to study. but he pats your head and tells you to get a little nap instead of forcing yourself to study

last but not least

you’re very grateful that he’s in a frat

because it means you have a close, nice place to stay when you wanna get silly and drunk and rowdy with his frat bros and all your friends

and the two of you can leave whenever you want (after he makes sure all your friends are safely tucked in their ubers <3) and go up to his room and play, quite possibly, the most fun game of pubg in your life

and his face is flush and his laughs are loud and you smile because he’s in his happy place and he smiles because you’re his happy place

a/n: i’ve never done a headcannon before and i think i made this too long lol. consider it a treat

reblog if u liked this <3 send any requests if you have 'em

[chelseachilly]

i watched it begin again

pairing: reader x ben chilwell summary: ever since your last relationship ended badly, you've lost all hope in love. until your best friend convinces you to go on a date with her bf's friend ben warnings: none word count: 2.7k

author's note: this is just a short little something inspired by one of my favourite songs, begin again by taylor swift ❤️ and bc the thought of a first date with ben is just so perfect to me 😌

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As you sit in an Uber on your way to Marylebone, fidgeting nervously with the hem of your dress, you can’t help but wonder how you got here.

It took a lot of convincing - to be precise, three glasses of white wine, some chocolates, and the agreement to watch your favourite movie on Netflix that night - for your best friend to convince you to go on this date last weekend.

Mia, one of your closest friends since you were kids, knows better than anyone how reluctant you’ve been to return to dating life ever since your last relationship ended catastrophically. Your last boyfriend, Jack, who had also been your first serious one, had completely broken your heart eight months ago. 

After two years together, just when you were beginning to think about taking the next step and move in with him, you caught him cheating on you with in his flat with a coworker he had sworn was just a friend. You were so completely devastated by this betrayal and the sudden end of your relationship that you haven’t so much as downloaded a dating app or talked to a guy at a bar since. 

Your friends have been loving and supportive of your decision to stay single for a while, but ever since Mia started seeing her boyfriend Harvey a couple months ago, she’s been pestering you to meet one of his friends. She’s told you several times that his mate Ben is perfect for you, but based on the little you know, you’re not sure you agree.

She showed you his Instagram a while back and, although there’s no questioning that he’s quite attractive, you don’t know if a fancy, famous footballer is the right choice to ease back into dating. You doubted that you would be his type, either, but when Mia insisted that Ben was interested and free this Thursday, you finally gave in. 

You figured the worst that could happen is you realize you’re not ready to date again or that there isn’t a connection between you and you wasted one evening having dinner with a stranger. 

But now that you’re sitting in this car, about to go on an actual date for the first time in forever, you feel like you might explode with nerves. You don’t remember how to flirt, how to tell someone about yourself, how to act cool and composed. You could be totally awkward and weird and he might never want to see you again. 

Or, even worse, you could fall madly in love, only for him to end up breaking your heart. That’s the far more terrifying possibility.

You have half a mind to ask the driver to turn around and take you back home, but you force yourself not to. Mia would be upset with you, and you figure you owe it to her not to stand up Harvey’s friend for no real reason.

Your hands are shaking slightly as you get out of the car and enter the restaurant. You consider waiting outside for him, as you’re a couple minutes early and he probably isn’t here yet, but it’s freezing out right now, so you decide to head in. 

“Hi, do you have a reservation?” the hostess asks you, and you nod a bit shyly. 

“Yes, it should be under Chilwell? But I’m early, so I can just wait-"

“Right this way,” she says with a smile, motioning for you to follow her. 

It’s a small restaurant, with no more than ten tables, most of them occupied. There are candles burning and soft music is playing, the atmosphere somehow romantic without being cheesy. 

You feel slightly more at ease knowing it’s not some insanely posh place like you were half-expecting it to be, and then you lock eyes with your date. 

Your stomach erupts with butterflies - something you also weren’t quite expecting - when you see him, immediately realizing that the photos Mia showed you did not do him justice. 

He’s gorgeous, with bright blue eyes that light up when he sees you and wavy dark hair that you could spend hours running your fingers through. He quickly stands up as you approach the table, smoothing out any wrinkles in the dark blue trousers he’s wearing, paired with a black knit jumper and Nikes.

You can hear Mia’s words echoing in your ears: “Harv swears he has a heart of gold. He had a bad breakup last year too, so you’re in the same boat. Just give him a chance and see how it goes!”

“Y/N!” Ben smiles, greeting you with a quick hug. “It’s good to finally meet you, Mia’s talked a lot about you.” 

Oh, god, you think to yourself, hoping your best friend hasn’t overhyped you too much. 

“Good to meet you too,” you say, returning his smile. “And that sounds like Mia, she talks a lot about everything.” 

“That’s probably why she and Harv work so well,” he quips.

Ben is still standing quite close to you, and it takes you a moment to realize he’s pulled out your chair for you to sit down. You’re not sure if a guy has ever done that for you before. 

You oblige, taking the seat and letting him push you in before sitting across from you. Something your mum told you when you were a kid about how a gentleman behaves comes to mind, but you try not to let your mind wander too much. It’s been about twenty seconds, there’s plenty of time for him to prove right your current theory that all men are trash. 

“Thanks for choosing the restaurant,” you say to fill the silence, glancing around you. “It’s really nice.”

“Yeah, I come here a lot,” Ben replies. “It’s low key, which I kinda like. Mostly old people and stuff. I was actually just starting to worry you’d think it was a bit lame for a first date.”

“I don’t,” you say quickly. “I’m good with low key.”

Ben smiles at you, and you’re not sure if it’s him or the candlelight making your face feel warmer all of a sudden. 

“You look gorgeous, by the way,” he says a bit shyly. “I should’ve said that sooner.”

“Oh, thanks.” You’re certain now that you’re blushing. “So do you. I mean, you look very - not that you’re not gorgeous, men can totally be-"

You meet Ben’s gaze, your cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but you find no judgement in his eyes - he’s smiling at you even more now, the kind of smile that makes you feel completely at ease.

You just met this man, and yet you feel completely safe with him. 

“Sorry, this is my first date in nearly three years, I’m a bit rusty,” you admit. 

“No, you’re good,” Ben says gently. “Mia mentioned you recently got out of a long-term relationship.”

“Not that recently anymore, but…yeah,” you say. “It was a bit of a shit show. We were together two years and then one day I walked in on him sleeping with another girl. Not exactly an amicable breakup.”

Ben’s face falls. “Oh, I’m so sorry, Y/N. What a piece of shit.”

“Yeah, he really was,” you say, nodding your head. “Obviously, it was for the best, though. Better I find out he’s a lying cheater now than ten years down the line, right?”

“Definitely,” Ben agrees, “you want something to drink?”

After a couple glasses of wine and the most amazing pasta dish you’ve ever had in your life, you feel like you’ve known the person sitting across from you for years, rather than hours. 

You talk about everything - your job, his football career, your families, your friends. You talk about your ex a bit more, and then he opens up about his. There’s a nagging feeling in the back of your mind that you’re sharing too much with him, but a far stronger one telling you that this is right. It’s a feeling you’ve never had before, not with your ex and not on any other first date you had before him.

You don’t even realize how much time has passed until you look around and realize you’re the only ones left in the restaurant.

“They’re probably closing soon,” you comment, though you don’t really want to leave. 

“Twenty minutes ago, actually,” Ben says. You raise an eyebrow, and he scratches the back of his head and smiles. “Uh, I may have offered the owner a hundred quid to stay open a bit longer while you were in the loo. I’ve been having a really nice time talking to you.”

Your heart thumps in your chest, your eyes nearly beginning to water at the gesture. 

“I’ve been having a really nice time with you, too.”

After you finish your drinks and Ben pays the cheque, not even hearing out your offer to split it, you head back out into the chilly London night together. 

“I’m just gonna call an Uber,” you say, pulling out your phone with one hand and rubbing your shoulders for warmth with the other. 

“I’m parked right around the corner, I’d be happy to drive you?” Ben offers. 

You remember that he declined a second glass of wine earlier, stating that he was driving - a stark contrast from your ex, who would frequently call you to pick him and his car up from the pub after he got too pissed to drive home. 

“You really don’t have to, it’s pretty late,” you protest.

“It’s no big deal,” Ben assures you. He then shrugs off his jacket and wraps it around your shoulders without hesitation, putting an end to your clearly obvious shivering. “So you don’t freeze on the way to the car.”

You smile gratefully, unable to articulate with words how much this simple gesture means to you. 

As you walk side by side, you can’t help but admire the Christmas lights already strung up on the shops and houses you pass. 

“I love this time of year,” you say. “It’s so magical.”

“Same here,” Ben smiles. “Christmas in London is the best. Do you have any plans for the holidays this year?” 

Your brain briefly flits back to the ski trip you and your ex went on the past two years right before Christmas. A week ago, you were dreading that time coming, knowing you would end up being nostalgic for those trips and start missing him again, but somehow, that feeling seems to have vanished. 

“Just going home to see my parents,” you say. “You?”

“Yeah, we always have games around Christmas, so my family usually comes to mine and we do a big dinner on Christmas Day, then they come see me play on Boxing Day,” Ben tells you. “After the game, we always go get hot chocolate and go ice skating. My little sister suggested it when she was a bit younger, and it sort of stuck.”

The combination of Ben’s coat over your shoulders and the way your heart is melting at his sweet words makes your entire body feel warmer. 

“That’s a great tradition,” you say, looking over at him with a smile and gently bumping your arm against his. 

You arrive at Ben’s car and he opens the door for you to get in, his hand brushing against yours as you do so, and the brief touch is enough to drive you crazy. 

The drive to your flat isn’t too long, and conversation continues to flow easily between the pair of you. You can’t help but steal a glance at Ben from time to time as he drives, admiring the way the streetlights reflect in his beautiful ocean blue eyes. 

There’s a bit of a pang in your chest when he pulls up in front of your building and you know this is the end of the most incredible night you’ve had in ages. 

“Walk you to your door?” Ben offers, and you nod without hesitation.

He once again comes around to open your door for you - you know you have a low bar right now, but you’re seriously in awe of what a gentleman he’s being. 

Once you’ve arrived at the door to your flat, you turn around to face Ben, and he has a bit of an inquisitive expression on his face.

“I had a really nice time tonight,” he says softly. 

“So did I,” you say sincerely. “Thanks for dinner, and the lift home, and…just, erm, for being so wonderful.”

His cheeks now flushed with red, Ben takes a small step closer to you, and your gaze automatically falls to his lips. You want him to kiss you, you’re sure of it, but some part of you is still completely terrified of where this might go if you do. 

“Can I…” Ben murmurs, tenderly reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, and once again, you don’t hesitate. 

“Yes.”

He slowly leans in until his lips are pressed to yours, one hand gently cupping your face and the other resting on your waist. You hold his hand that rests on your cheek as you kiss him back, your lips slowly moving together in perfect harmony.

It’s fun and new and exciting to kiss him, but mostly, just like everything has this evening, it feels right.

When you pull away, it takes a moment for your eyes to remember how to open. When you do, you’re met with an awestruck grin on Ben’s face that you’re pretty sure you’re mirroring yourself. 

“Wow,” you breathe. “Been a long time since I’ve done that.”

You’re not sure if you mean kissing or falling for someone - perhaps both. 

“Me too,” Ben whispers, kissing you once more. “I think we’re pretty good at it.”

You nod, grasping at his shirt as you find yourself swaying slightly, intoxicated by his kisses and his gaze. 

“Maybe we should do it again to be sure,” you joke.

He wastes no time leaning down to kiss you again, and again, and again until you’ve lost all track of time. 

Eventually, he pulls away and takes a small step back, and you miss his lips already.

“I should probably get going,” he says, though you can tell he doesn’t really want to. You have half a mind to invite him inside, but you know it’s better to take things slow, especially when there’s a chance this could really be something. “Can I - erm, would you want to-“

“Yes, please,” you cut him off with a grin. “Text me when you get home?”

You’re already eagerly anticipating a second date - the sooner the better, honestly, despite your wishes to take it slow. 

“Definitely,” Ben says, nodding eagerly. “Have a good night, Y/N.”

He begins to turn to walk away, and you watch him get halfway to his car before fumbling for your keys and entering your flat with a giddy smile on your face. 

You realize you haven’t checked your messages all night, so you quickly return Mia’s texts. 

You flip down on your couch, still smiling like a fool, and it’s only then that you realize you’re still wearing Ben’s jacket. After panicking for a second, you quickly reach for your phone again.

You nearly throw your phone with excitement, counting down the seconds until you get to see him again and thanking your lucky stars that you agreed to go out tonight.

You thought that love died that terrible day eight months ago, that your chance at happiness was over, but now you can’t help but wonder if there’s a reason things ended the way they did. 

Maybe to make way for something better to begin. 

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please let me know what you thought, i hope you liked this story! i have some more in the works, including a super fluffy christmas one-shot 💓

[changbinsboiledegg]

Hey can I request reader on a trip with bf! Hyunjin and the boys and he gets motion sick and they all help take care of him? I need some comfort fluff in my life rn 😙

Hell yeah, I love comfort fluff and fluff in general. We all need fluff. Thank you for your request! 🫶

GN! reader X Hyunjin, FT. SKZ.

Warnings: Motion sickness + the symptoms. Hyunjin throws up so if you have emetophobia, I'm so sorry.

Note: Ahhhhh I'm sorry if this is bad! I tried to include every member for an even amount but mostly tried to keep the reader involved more yk? That doesn't make sense. I hope this is the comfort fluff you hoped for 🥹🫶 As always, if no one told you today, ILY.

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The trip was something you were looking forward to. You, your boyfriend, and his friends. It was finally the first day of the week-long trip and there you were, lying on your stomach in your bed and looking through old polaroid photos you found while attempting to pack.

Hyunjin was helping you pack, up until he got a call from Chan— probably asking if you were ready.

“Uh,” Hyunjin glanced over at you, shuffling through the photos. “Yeah, almost ready. When are we supposed to leave again?”

You were still looking at the photos. Mostly of you and Hyunjin together. All were about a year or so old.

“Oh, five minutes.” Hyunjin repeated louder and looking at you. You finally glanced up at him, raising an eyebrow as he hung up.

“I’ve been packed since last night.”

Hyunjin’s face dropped. “So you didn’t need help packing?”

“I just wanted to see you before we left.” You admitted. Hyunjin sighed deeply, rubbing his eyes.

“You know we’d see each other the entire week.” Hyunjin sat on your bed beside you and leaned down to kiss the top of your head.

“I know.” You pushed yourself up and off the bed, walking towards your closet. “Is it cold outside?”

“It will be.” Hyunjin answered. You looked through your closet for your hoodie, then in various places around your room as Hyunjin watched in slight confusion.

“How is it that when I don’t need a sweater, they are there, but when I do, they packed up and left?” You murmured, grabbing a long-sleeved shirt. Hyunjin slid off his own sweater and held it out to you.

“No, then you’ll be cold.” You refused, but Hyunjin didn’t back down, smiling at you sweetly without a word.

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“Two minutes late.” Chan smiled at you and Hyunjin when you arrived to the meetup location. Hyunjin gently squeezed your hand before briefly letting go to take out his passport.

“My fault. I couldn’t find any of my sweaters, jackets, or hoodies.” You sheepishly apologized. Chan glanced down at the one you wore— Hyunjin’s. Then he looked at Hyunjin, who had no form of protection against the cold.

“It’s fine. The plane hasn’t left yet, but I’d prefer not to be in the back of the line when boarding.” Chan reached into his backpack and pulled out his sweater to lend to Hyunjin.

“Thank you.” Hyunjin accepted it and put it on over his head. Changbin yawned, joining the three of you. ”It’s time to go.” Changbin stated, putting an arm around Chan’s shoulders to steer him in the direction of the gate. Hyunjin took your hand and followed them.

Midway through the flight, Hyunjin felt waves of nausea and dizziness. He pulled down the visor to cover the window from his field of vision, but couldn’t avoid the uncovered windows beside the people in front of him.

Hyunjin swallowed harshly to avoid needing to make an emergency trip to the bathroom. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes, unable to shake the feeling.

In the seat beside him, you were absentmindedly scrolling through movies to watch in order to pass time, unaware of your boyfriend’s discomfort.

Hyunjin opened his eyes, immediately met with an even harsher wave of nausea.

“I will be… right back.” Hyunjin forced himself to open his mouth and shimmied through the isle and quickly towards the bathroom on the plane.

He crashed to his knees, expelling the contents of his stomach for a few very long seconds. He panted, still feeling the nausea and dizziness.

There was a knock on the door, followed by the sound of your voice. “Jinnie?”

Hyunjin reached up to unlock the door, still on his knees. You entered, your worried expression only intensified.

“Oh no, are you okay?” You lowered yourself to your knees beside him. Hyunjin let out a groan as another wave of nausea coursed through his body.

“Motion sick.” Hyunjin squeezed his eyes shut. You frowned, “let me sit by the window. We have about thirty more minutes until we land. Do you think you can—” ”Is he okay?” Felix asked from behind you. You pressed a hand gently against Hyunjin’s forehead.

“He got motion sick.” You answered. Felix gave an understanding nod. Hyunjin lifted himself to his feet and you helped him make his way back to your seats, this time you sat by the window and gave Hyunjin an eye mask to help him relax until the plane landed.

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By the time the plane landed and everyone got off, everyone knew how Hyunjin had fallen victim to motion sickness.

Seungmin had googled how to get rid of motion sickness as soon as they met up in the airport after retrieving their bags.

“Stay hydrated…” Seungmin read off, “take motion sickness medicine… Eat ginger or ginger candy?”

“I think we should lower our voices around Hyunjin. Just in case that triggers his senses.” Changbin spoke in an almost quiet voice.

You and Hyunjin exchanged a look. While you felt grateful that they were trying to help, them being quiet wouldn’t help Hyunjin much in the noisy airport they were in.

“Ah, alright. Let’s wait a bit before getting on the bus. Let’s let Hyunjin rest.” Chan motioned for everyone to find a seat in the airport. Hyunjin held onto your hand as you helped him sit.

“I’m okay, guys. I just need a while to get some air.” Hyunjin reassured them, but Jeongin, Felix, and Minho had already gone off towards the shops to look for anything that could help.

Seungmin continued to scroll through his phone before getting up and running after Jeongin, Felix and Minho saying, “chewing gum could help!”

Hyunjin groaned, not wanting anything in his mouth. You rubbed your thumb on the back of his hand, hating that he was feeling nauseous on a trip that was meant to be fun.

Then again, you still had all week.

“Peppermint could help too.” You spoke softly, taking Changbin’s theory into consideration.

“I’m not just saying that because you threw up.” You added. Jisung overheard this and laughed a little, even though it was clear he was just as concerned as everyone else.

“Peppermint could help you in that situation too. No one likes vomit breath.” Jisung humored, hoping Hyunjin would laugh or smile.

“Haha.” Hyunjin forced a smile. Jisung pretended to cover his nose, “would you rather be ‘vomit breath’ or ‘peppermint breath’?”

“Ugh, neither— fine, let’s get peppermint.” Hyunjin laughed— genuinely laughed, for a moment before attempting to stand.

“Ah, ah, ah. Sit back down.” Minho stopped him. Your hand was still holding Hyunjin’s and even if Minho hadn’t shown up when he did, you’d have stopped him.

Minho gave Hyunjin a water bottle after opening it for him. “Drink. Or as Seungmin said, stay hydrated.”

Hyunjin took slow sips of the water, feeling the nausea subside with each sip, but not completely.

Chan looked at his phone, humming to himself. “We can go to the amusement park tomorrow. Yeah?”

Luckily, everyone in the immediate area agreed. You couldn’t wait to get Hyunjin to the hotel and make him rest— another thing Seungmin had mentioned would help the motion sickness go away.

When Jeongin and Felix came back, they had bags of different things ranging from snacks, drinks, candy— even a bag of peppermint.

You took the bag of peppermints and opened it, handing one to Hyunjin. Hyunjin took it with slight hesitation and popped it into his mouth.

“I ordered motion sickness medicine for pickup down the street while we waited in line to pay.” Jeongin pulled up the order on his phone and showed Hyunjin.

“They are tablets that you’re supposed to let dissolve in your mouth.” Jeongin explained. Felix sat on the floor of the airport and separated everything before giving one of the bags to you.

“These are Hyunjin safe,” Felix nodded towards the bag you held. He then nodded towards the other bag, “and those aren’t Hyunjin safe.”

You couldn’t help but smile at his assessment of the bags. You turned to Hyunjin and opened the bag but Hyunjin shook his head and pointed at the peppermint in his mouth.

“Are you guys okay with letting Hyunjin choose where we eat tonight?” Chan asked, putting his phone away.

Again, they agreed, not wanting to make Hyunjin feel worse if they chose a restaurant that was too much.

Hyunjin took a deep breath, sucking on the peppermint in his mouth.

“Thank you all, so much. But please, don’t let me ruin the trip for everyone.”

Everyone looked at him, slightly confused. You smiled at him and carefully put your arm around him.

“You didn’t ruin anything. It happens.”

“Yeah.” Seungmin said, pulling up google again. “Your senses just got overwhelmed. You didn’t know you’d get motion sickness.”

Hyunjin frowned a little, still feeling an ounce of guilt. Chan huddled around you and Hyunjin.

“Are you okay to get on the bus? Promise we’re going to the hotel for a while to rest and plan out the day.” Chan smiled. Hyunjin nodded, standing up.

“Oh! The medicine is available to pick up!” Jeongin spoke up. Changbin quickly shushed him.

You chuckled, helping Hyunjin stand as the dizziness still lingered. Minho and Jisung went to stand beside Jeongin.

“We’re going to pick up the medicine. We’ll catch the next bus to the hotel.” Minho announced, putting his hands on the shoulders of Jeongin and Jisung as he steered them towards the exit.

You gently squeezed Hyunjin’s hand, earning a small smile from him and a squeeze back.

“Are you okay to ride the bus?” You asked, wondering if maybe you two should tag along with Minho, Jisung, and Jeongin so that he could take the medicine before getting in any vehicle.

Hyunjin closed his eyes and tilted his head back, the nausea hitting him again. You sucked your teeth and looked at Chan.

“Hyunjin and I will join you guys on the next bus with Minho, Jisung, and Jeongin.”

No one argued, not even Hyunjin, who walked with you in an attempt to catch up to the three on their way to the store down the street.

Once the five of you arrived to the hotel, you and Hyunjin immediately went to your reserved room where you made Hyunjin lay down, even if he was going to do just that in the first place.

You sat on the other side of the bed as Hyunjin started to feel better with the combination of rest and the motion sickness tablet Jeongin bought for him.

After a few minutes, Hyunjin laughed. You looked over at him with a confused but curious look, laying down on your side now.

“What?” You asked. Hyunjin turned his head to look at you.

“I get motion sick once and you guys act like I’m on my death bed.” Hyunjin laughed. You laughed too, but not as much as he did.

“We weren’t trying to act that way, we just didn’t want you to suffer on our getaway.” You used your fingers to brush back the strands of hair on his face.

Hyunjin’s laughter died down into a smile.

“I love you.” He sighed, contentedly. You smiled, feeling your heart flutter at his words.

“I love you too. Do you feel better?”

“Yeah.” Hyunjin slowly turned on his side, facing you fully. You were about to continue the conversation but Hyunjin spoke up again.

“Don’t tell the others though. I still want to pick dinner tonight.”

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Note 2: If you saw any typos or grammar errors, just report me LMAO. I'm fed up with myself too, lovelies.

[thefallennightmare]

Noah Sebastian

One Night: One night. That's what Noah and Reader agreed to. No questions, no second thoughts, and no regrets. But will one night be enough to fill the hunger they both craved?[COMPLETE]

Miracle: Reader is the merch girl for Bad Omens. It wasn't what she wanted to do with her life but when her mother got sick with Alzheimer's, reader took a job where she could to help with the costs. She thought it would be a one-time gig but the longer she was on the road with them, the harder she fell for Noah Sebastian; even if he wanted nothing to do with her. She needed a miracle to save her mom and her future.[COMPLETE]

Just Pretend- “I can wait for years, heaven knows I’m not getting over you.”

A story about two star-crossed lovers, that always find their way back because their souls are entwined. The universe desperately attempts to bring them together, no matter what the cost.[IN PROGRESS]

Mercy[FALLEN ANGEL AU]-"Blinded by a fear of feeling, these are the kings we chose. Lost and looking for the meaning, I've been searching high and low" It came crashing down on him. This is the story of the highest banished angel from where she came only to find home in the arms of a mortal man. This mortal realizing he'd face Lucifer himself to keep her. Lethia: Archangelus Oneironaut also known as Archangel of Dream Walking. Across worlds and dimensions, she walks within. Uncovering dangerous secrets, leaving her cast out, isolated- that is until she begins to learn what it means to feel.[IN PROGRESS]

The Coyotes Cry-[MafiaBoss!TattooArtist! Noah Sebastian] Centered on the story of a young bride whose fairy-tale vision of the Concrete Jungle is shattered when her father, part of the Irish Crime Family; McManus strikes a marital peace deal with the mafia head of OMNS, Noah Sebastian. Scarlett is faced with rage and conflict, as she is forced to work alongside her new husband in his tattoo shop that fronts for his mafia dealings. Devastating events leave Scarlett with the realization that there is more to Noah than meets the eye. "I would willingly, lay down my life for you if I had to." The power of love is thicker than blood.[IN PROGRESS]

Let Me Be Yours- Reader was in an abusive relationship, and she ended up pushing away the one guy who never did her wrong. Noah refused to let her feel as if she wasn't worthy of love; especially when he had so much to give her.[ONE SHOT]

Bad Decisions- Noah realizes a little too late that he has a breeding kink.[DRABBLE]

Comfort- Reader suffers from really bad period cramps and Noah takes care of her the only way he knows how.[DRABBLE]

Aftercare

Cockwarming

Dom Reader/Sub Noah

Shy Girlfriend

Breakfast in bed

Stepdad!Noah

Chubby!GF

Collaborating a song.

GF with chronic migraines

Singer!GF

Making a cake(takes place in Miracle Universe)

Scratching someones car

GF with POTS(Postural tachycardia syndrome)

Self Harm

Gaming with Noah

Spicey book reader!GF

Movie Night

Motorcycle Noah

Gf on her period

BF to Lovers

Drum tech for BMTH/Touring with BO

Dating a paramedic

Telling you his feelings

Inexperienced GF

Dad!Noah watching the guys freak out.

After Show Sex

Goodbye Sex

Meeting your daughter for the first time

Dating someone with a Mom Bod

GF Graduated College

Dom!GF and Sub!Noah

Camboy!Noah and Viewer!Reader

What It Cost- The darkness was all Reader ever knew and now that it was following her, closing in to devour her, she needed to chance to breathe. With one destination in mind, she set out only to stop when she noticed an attractive stranger on the side of the road; his own darkness making her give him a ride to where he needed to go. Both of them were desperate for something else but neither of them could change and it nearly cost them everything.

Braids-Reader braiding Noah's hair during a movie marathon.

[melliiaahh]

♡Blue lock boys boyfriend hc p2♡

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bf hc!

Word count:1k

Warning: Swearing, use of feminine description, talk about lingerie

Featuring : Bachira, Kunigami, Chigiri, Isagi, Barou, Shido,Nagi and Reo 

Genre : fluff!

Notes:  kind of short one for today and its all randomised because my brain cant function and i sat staring at a wall for a good 2 hours for this one SORRY FOR THE CHAOS

here is my masterlist<3

All characters are aged up!  Not proofread!

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Bachira loves to put soft kisses on your face all the time, basically just smother you in kisses every chance he gets. He doesnt care if its in public or in private he will always do it whenever he feels like it, because he thinks youre just too cute <3

I said before, MATCHING JEWELLERY WITH REO. A bracelet, necklace or ring, doesnt matter which one you prefer as long as your matching with him and he can have something to remind him of you constantly <3

Kunigami would get you flowers on EVERY. SINGLE. DATE. Doesn’t matter what type of date or how long you’ve been dating, he will do it every time just to show you his appreciation

Isagi would MAKE you gifts like paper flowers or written letters<3

barou is so down bad that he would let you style his hair whenever you wanted, as long as you got to sit really close to him for it. he wouldnt mind at all

Rin would love giving you massages because he loves being able to help you to destress so massaging is his way to go also he loves physical touch 

Sae always talks about how he wants kids… not in a forceful way but that he would love to see mini you around, it would make his heart swell with joy and excitement to start a family 

Bachira would also 10330248049% do pinky promises with you, idc if it’s childish. Its cute and bachira thinks its cute as well so he would do that shit pinky swear and seal it with a kiss type of vibe

Chigiri is the type of guy to take you on spontaneous dates. He loves his alone time with you where he can talk and be vulnerable about his feelings. He feels the most safe with you and he loves it that way 

Like I said in my previous post. MATCHING OUTFITS WITH ISAGI FRRRRR, not the ‘ that’s my girlfriend’ ‘that’s my boyfriend’ shirts but like even just colour matching outfits because that’s one of his own way of showing his relationship off 

Kunigami is the type of man to make you breakfast in bed anytime he could<3 a sweet and humble man 

Bachira Absolutely MELTS when you ruffle  or play with his hair, the bllk guys think you did something to him the first time they saw him being oddly calm with his head on your lap… they didn’t know that all they had to do was play with him hair and he would stfu LMAO

Sae loves to kiss you on your hand and the inside of your wrist to get your attention, its a simple but sweet gesture that he always does <3

Reo would skip his family meetings with rich people just to have a movie night with you because spending time with you is 1000x better

rin would secretly have a ring with your name engraved onto it and then have it on a necklace so he can have it close to his chest always <3

Shindo ís OBSESSED with you so he wants to involve you with everything he does, soccer? Come support him! Video games? Come watch or play along! Cooking? Let’s cook together! Mans just wants to spend all of his time with you<3

Barou would be an amazing cook and will always cook for you no matter what, that’s his way of him showing his love for you and he’s fucking good at it too

Chigiri would try to bake you stuff ( cake, cupcakes, cookies. Whatever you like) to cheer you up whenever your sad..whether or not it goes well is a completely different story he would ask barou for help AHHAHAH

Reo falls head over heels when you call him nicknames, its his favourite thing in the world and he would only ever let you do it

shindo always likes to share his food with you. loves seeing your face light up at the taste <3

Sae would force you to walk on the inside of the cross walk to try to protect you from anything that might happen with cars passing by 

Kunigami would also do whatever you please…. Want to do face masks? Sure. Try new makeup on him? That cool. Give him a runway show of the new clothes you got? Absolutely. This man is IN LOVE and would do anything just to see you smile 

Nagi would help you play games all the time, and if people talk shit about you on game then he would LOSE IT at them… would probably get banned for violent language 

RIn would always have a spare jumper in the back of his car just for you in case you get cold although he would scold you for not bringing your own HAHAHAH

We all know rich boy Reo would buy you whatever he sees at the store that he thinks you would love. Man is always thinking about you so he’s ready to spend MONEY just to see you in cute outfits and with a big smile 

Rin would hold your pinkies together when youre walking in public, although so small its such a nice and cute gesture… he’s shy man when it comes to you but he wants you to know that he’s there with you<3

When you get home from work Nagi would have your favourite meal ready ( uber eats he aint cooking bro don’t get your hopes up) so you don’t have to stress about cooking<3

Shindo would surprise you randomly with flowers( and lingerie ) because Its shindo we are talking about…. But he is trying to be romantic about it so ill give him that

Isagi would hide his face in your neck if you fluster him in public, he would have a literal brain malfunction and would just be a mannequin until he got his shit together HAHAHHA 

Barou likes to carry you bridal style or over the shoulder everywhere, makes him feel real strong and needed omg 

[chaoticspeedrun]

Oh,you should try watching though,it's a pretty good show but if you don't like anime just ignore what i said lol.

Another ask you say...

Maybe i have one? Yeah,i have!

How would be our precious blue boy dating his first girl? I headcanon Leo been pan but for mostly of the times,he dated mens until a girl (reader) really interesting just show up in his life and after some time knowing each other,they start dating and well,how this goes?

Rise!Leo BF headcanons

AN: I do like anime and have been meaning to watch it! I just haven't gotten the time to do it and also have a lot of series and movies waiting already, but I will at some point!

Pairing: Rise!Leo x Fem! reader

Summary: Leo dating his first girlfriend

Type: Headcanons

Warnings: None

MASTERLIST

•I headcanon Leo as pan too, you know that dialogue people use of him going "You think I would deprive half of the population of all of this?", 100% him.

•Despite this, Leo so far had only ever dated boys.

•It wasn't for any particular reason, most of his female crushes had just been fictional or celebrity crushes.

•That was of course until the first time you laughed at one of his jokes. Do you believe in love at first laugh?

•Coincidentally it happened the day you both met, and maybe his eyes hadn't left you the whole night before that but it was probably just because you were a new person to get along with.

•Surely.

•No, he stopped deluding himself once he saw you laughing unabashedly at a pun he had made while the rest of his family rolled their eyes, his pupils were suddenly heart shaped.

•Raph freaked out when he saw it.

•So after a while of you hanging around and him constantly stealing you from his family to spend time together one on one, he finally got the courage to confess.

•He was over the moon when you agreed, beaming at you as he twirled you in his arms.

•Dating Leo is sweet.

•He loves PDA and showing you off to his brothers.

•"Have you seen my girlfriend? She is just so adorable, so perfect" "Oh, my girlfriend would love that, it's her favorite flavor" "I dedicate this skating trick to my lovely girlfriend~"

•He loves the word girlfriend, his brothers are exhausted of him.

• Since he had only dated guys before at first he worries a bit about what differences a relationship with you will have, maybe you'll have certain expectations of him as a boyfriend.

•And you realize he is acting weird, like he is trying to force himself into a certain role.

•So you reassure him that you both just have to be comfortable with each other and that you already know what he is like, that's exactly how you like him.

•He melts in your hands at these words.

•On his most confident days Leo loves being the big spoon, but sometimes he needs you to hold him, to ground him and just stay there for a moment, giving him reassuring words.

•When he looks up at you during those moments while you caress him and sees the absolute adoration in your eyes he feels like he could cry; how can you look at him like he is everything in the world even when he feels at his weakest?

•You both go out on dates often and whenever you end up at a store he starts looking for blue items and clothing for you.

•In fact, he starts sneaking into your wardrobe whenever he hangs out at your place, and some of your clothes start disappearing, while some of his or new clothes in blue pop up in there.

•From both of these things your wardrobe is so filled with blue over time that people start doubting you possess any other colors.

•Though you're certain the black hoodie Leo was wearing on lazy days around the lair was very familiar.

•Loves when you call him your champion, he is absolute puty in your hands when you compliment him, you can use this to your advantage because he will agree to anything you say during these moments.

•All in all, Leo loves you very much and he is really proud to be able to call you his.