#sorry im being cheeky hehe

[livelaughlovesubs]

NINININININIIIII!!!!! I am begging you to make a fic abt bunny dazai + w a breeding kink!! There is so little fic abt bunzai Im so sad… ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

- 🎀

BUNZAI HELPPPP sounds cute though hehe (also sorry for being late)

Dom!reader x sub!dazai

Warning: bunny hybrid, pegging (I use dick), breeding kink, dirty talk, teasing, dacryphilia, feminisation, kinda perverted

A pair of fluffy ears with a soft tail to match, all in a sweet chocolate brown colour. Not only did it feel smooth to the touch, it was also very lively, twitching and moving around whenever you’d touch it. He especially liked it if you would rub the base, the area where it’s connected to his body. A few light strokes were all it took to make him shiver underneath you, arms hugging the plushies tightly as his eyes rolled back.

“Nghhhh… you are suuuch a tease!” Dazai shuddered, wagging his little fluff ball that was raised high in the air. Then he also shook his ass around, as if he was mimicking his own tail. “Stop getting distracted and f- hnngh, fuck me properly.” The male demanded, turning his head to look at you over his shoulder. His dark brown eyes were watery, the skin below tainted crimson. But he was smiling, a dumb grin as strings of saliva stuck from the plushies to his lips. That wasn’t the only sticky thing, his bangs were like glued to his forehead, all from him sweating so much. There was no helping it, his heart is beating so fast and the blood rush was too exiting.

“Hah” You scoffed, “getting bold, aren’t you? Why don’t you focus on pleasing me first?” Afterwards you replied calmly, signalising you were used to his cheeky behaviour. Instead of letting go of his fluffy features, you tugged on his ears a little. “Mhm~! S-stop that..!” He said even though he didn’t seem like he wanted you to stop, nevertheless you still let go. “Are they really that sensitive?” A sigh slipped from your lips while your hand found its way back to his waist, fingers sinking into his soft flesh, causing some red marks to be left behind. “That tickles, are you that obsessed with my body?” Dazai mocked, holding your gaze with his usual playful attitude. “Aren’t you too impatient, bunny? Where is the fun in that.” You responded with another question, leaning down with your upper body so that you could nibble at the tip of his ears.

His body jerked very suddenly, you noticed because his tail twitched the moment your lips touched his fur. “How cute my bunny is, why don’t we play a little longer?” You suggested, hands slowly moving upwards to try and grope his chest. “Mhnn, hmm.. no, I can’t take it anymore. You are already i-inside me, so why can’t you just move?” Oh dear, the rabbit boy almost sounds angry now. He bawled his fists, his rim clenching around you and loosening up in desperation. You couldn’t help but laugh at such a pathetic display, asking innocently, “And why do you want me to fuck you so badly, little bun’?” Now he was glaring at you. How could you make him say something so embarrassing, he was definitely going to get back at you.

“Maybe because I wanna be breed?” Dazai mumbled into the toys beneath him, acting all sad as a part of his plan. He knew you liked it whenever he’d say something dirty, he knew what words gets you riled up. “Oh? You want what?” And you took the bait, as expected, no one can withstand his charm once he tries. Once again the boy met your eyes, staring right into yours as he whispered teasingly, “I want you to fill my womb with babies♡”

Hah! The audacity! To think he’d be this shameless, to voice out such perverted words! A shiver ran down your spine, you felt your stomach tingle in excitement. He knew you too good, way too good. “Can’t I bear your children, y/n? I’d take care of those small bun’s.” This man in front of you, with his ass up and face down, he didn’t know when to stop, did he? Pushing your buttons like this, egging you on. If you left him like this he’d only spout more nonsense. Though maybe he forgot, two can play this game.

“Aha, that’s what you want? For me to impregnate you?” You repeated his words, growing them into his ear in a low voice, “want me to make you a mama?” His eyes shone and tail wagged around, he could feel electricity being send to his dick, causing some precum to leak from the tip. “Nghh.. shit, do it.” He said, it was almost like an order. Maybe his impatience rubbed off on you, because you were itching to take him. Your fingertips were on his hips again, gripping down harshly as you moved your hips back. As if the previous provocations weren’t enough, you said, “If that’s the case, I can’t wait to see you full and round with my children. I’m sure the bunnies would be adorable.”

So many sensations were coursing through him, they all felt so good he swore his brain was going to melt. Oh you, only you would entertain his filthy fantasies like this. If only he could truly get pregnant by you, he would have baby trapped you ages ago. Though this was fine as well, just the role play and imagination was enough for him. And apparently also enough for you, since you were snapping your hips against his bottom so roughly you might as well have been fucking babies right into his stomach.

It felt so good. The way your cock rubbed against his insides and walls, it got him drooling and crying in pleasure. “Ahh, so mHhHmm, good..!” At this point, he was so joyful and ecstatic he could barely keep fiction and reality apart. His knuckles turned white from clenching his fists so hard, tears rolling down his blushing cheeks and wetting his lashes. He whimpered when you brushed over his prostate, as if he just got taken to heaven. Not to mention how his pre was dirtying the sheets, creating a pool below him. He was so caught up with the pleasure he receives by you stretching him out he forgot about anything else.

Your little bunny sobbed in bliss and whined in a high-pitched voice, “m’wanna be gu-gahhHmm!! impregnated by you- e-everyday..♡♥︎”

Seems like he got too sentimental about the little play. How adorable your pet rabbit was.

[anintrovertedechoe]

QUESTION QUESTION QUESTION

what nicknames / terms of endearment do you think the brothers would call MC ?

to all the people who sent in prompt requests im so sorry it’s the illness i swear-

BUT ANYWAYS

Pet Names the Brothers Call MC

Lucifer

heart’s dearest

okay so i read this in a fic once and it’s a guilty pleasure of mine now i absolutely adore this pet name and fully believe Luce would call you this it’s canon guys there’s no room for objection

flower

you bloom in his presence and he will nourish your growth with everything he has to make sure you never wither away

darling

this one i think would be for either softer moments OR when he’s fed up with you and he’s like ‘darling, please get Cerberus off of you, he’s over 400 pounds it’s not safe for you to let him sit on you like that’ and ur jus like ‘hehe ouppy’

honorable mentions: dear/dearest, precious, dove, angel (teehee)

Mammon

treasure

cmon guys we all know that he would call you this it’s basically canon I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN RAHHH 🗣️🗣️‼️ he’s so sweet my baby mwah mwah. I can’t see him calling you jewel or ruby or anything like that it’s too formal for him. maybe diamond ??

birdie

yk how crows are his familiars? yeah. plus whenever he looks at you he feels his heart soar and he thinks not even the sky is the limit when it comes to the two of you. you just make him so happy bro :(

sweetheart

once again i think this could be used for softer or sadder moments BUT also when he’s like being silly or cheeky w you hes so babygirl coded he so meow

honorable mentions: darlin’, babe/baby, angel (he would also call you this but it’s less intense and more casual), human

cmon u thought I would forget? ur always gna be his human :)

Leviathan

let’s be so fr he would be so HESITANT to call you anything he’s so cringefail (affectionate) but let’s see hmm

player two

he wouldn’t be like ‘my player two :)’ but he would call you that affectionately while talking to you he’s a gamer he can’t help it !! ur always by his side, the best teammate he cld ask for :(

star

he calls you star whenever he’s like super excited like if you defeat a really hard level for him or together WITH him it’s really cute but he gets all embarrassed afterwards dbsjskjebe

sunshine

okay so ik what y’all are thinking, no way mans has the guts to call you this BUT HEAR ME OUT. he’s feeling vulnerable and sad and youre like the sun for him! he (lizard style) feels like he can bask in your warmth and you brighten his days. you’re comforting him while he’s resting his head on your shoulder and after a while he feels better, offering a shy smile and a, “thanks, sunshine.”

honorable mentions: henry, mana (u recharge him !!), oyster (he tried calling you pearl once but blurted out oyster instead. he doesn’t call you this but you refuse to let it go and he hates it #loserboy(affectionate))

Satan

kitten IM KIDDING IM KIDDING

my heart

cmon have you never heard his song ‘read my heart’ ??? you taught him how to love; you have such a tight grip on his heart that it might as well be yours by now

beautiful / gorgeous

this man is so smooth sometimes WITHOUT EVEN TRYING he genuinely finds you breathtaking he’s not even trying to be slick this is a genuine nickname for you,,,making kissy faces at him rn.

love / lovely / my love

he loves you send tweet. but he’s honestly so sweet and genuine about it. he has this precious small little smile on whenever he calls you it in public and he looks so boyish and sweet how can you not fall for him??? he left you with no choice

honorable mentions: my light, my fire, ladybird (regardless of gender)

Asmodeus

precious

you’re genuinely precious to him. this man adores you with every fiber of his being. you jus mean ??? everything to him???

cutie / cutiepie

ur just so adorable to him like LOOK AT THIS LITTLE HUMAN ??? adorable. when he’s feeling especially overwhelmed by you he pulls out the cutiepie and pinches your cheeks and sometimes it kinda hurts :(( dw tho he’ll treat you to an exclusive all inclusive asmo night just for the two of you if you let him know, so…no complaints here!

jewel

he may have been the jewel of the heavens but you’re by far the most precious jewel he has come across. he treats you like you’re priceless—only makes sense that the name fits the action.

honorable mentions: darling, sweetheart/sweetie, honey, lovely

Beelzebub

sweets

okay so he loves food but he doesn’t wanna call you something that’s OBVIOUSLY food related because he loves you in a different way he loves food yk??? and he wants you to know he sees you as more than that. so he calls you sweets because just thinking about you makes him feel like sugar’s melting softly on his tongue

flame

spoilers! yk the life candle incident thing? yeah. you basically are his life force with what you did. he’ll never forget that. you are his driving force, his life, his flame <3

bear

IT SOUNDS SO WEIRD AT FIRST but just listen okay 😭 it started off as teddy bear when he first started to try and come up with pet names for you but he didn’t like how that made you sound because yeah you may be human but you are the strongest being he has ever had the honor of meeting ?? you make him feel so capable and strong but the fact that you also have his back makes him feel…strange (he has butterflies guys)

honorable mentions: buzz (bees make honey plus based off a hc of what MC calls the boys), baby, fire

(i had such a hard time with him guys 😭)

Belphegor

bug / lovebug

LISTEN. THIS BITCH IS SO ANNOYING. (affectionate) he started calling you bug and you didn’t know where it came from and so you asked and he said ‘like a bedbug. bc ur annoying.’ he’s so mean i hate him :((( but he’s always been a bit of a brat what can u expect…definitely not him adding love to it. he called you lovebug when your guard was down and when you looked at him in shock the absolute cutest most sweet smile took over his face??? this is not fair cmon

bip / bips / bippy

it started as ‘personal body pillow’ bc belph is an entitled little mf and eventually got shortened to ‘bp’ pronounced ‘bip’ and then it evolved. complain all you want but you enable him by letting him use you as a personal pillow man. hes so cute when he shuts his mouth tho you can’t help it :((

bunny

he thinks its a cute nickname send tweet. but in all honestly belphie is sweet when he wants to be and he thinks ur super cute ! he usually calls you bunny when he’s teasing you but the name will slip out in an occasional moment of vulnerability <3

honorable mentions: babe, mommy (gn), buttercup, the first initial of your name

hopefully ygs like this i started struggling after a while 😭

parts of these come from bits of canon from my own inner world but honestly the boys all love you and are really sweet so ☹️🫶

beel and belphie were especially hard because i really think they would mostly just use variations of your name but I TRIED MY BEST HOPEFULLY IT WAS TO UR SATISFACTION

send an ask over if you want me to do the dateables or alternatively, what MC/you call the brothers!

[dollivication]

real dad dante>< im sorry im having a very serious daddy dante brainrot rn

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hehe… i feel so passionately for daddy dante i fear he is FILTHY i nNeed Him🩷 nsfw…. incest……….

he’s only that much more of a sleaze i’m afraid!!

daddy dante who says he’s more than happy to do your laundry no matter how much you insist that you can do it on your own. naturally, he’ll either rub his cock with your underwear or use it as a gag for his sounds, the taste of you only causing his dick to twitch and weep with pre-cum. who’d have known that his own kid tastes so fucking good?

you may swear that you recall a certain pair of undergarments getting put to wash, only for them to never appear once the dry clothes come out. clothes always seem to disappear all the time, so you think nothing of it. but if you’re dead set on searching for them, you may find more than you expect in a box beneath your dad’s bed <3

daddy dante who buys you the sluttiest clothes! it’s the most eye-scorching shit, typically that in a pink or red shirt that has a bedazzled “daddy’s girl” across the chest, revealing your figure a bit too much. he’ll buy you shorts that hardly cover anything, they could almost be mistaken for actual panties. it’s probably best you don’t wear them, because dante will only give your ass a smack in passing and uncomfortably intimate shoulder rubs.

daddy dante who listens in on you masturbating or fucking your s/o. it’s why he never has any qualms about who you bring over or you locking your door. dante’s not really being supportive, he just wants to hear you whore yourself out and cum with a pitiful moan — it’s better than any porn magazine he might get his hands on.

he’ll hear you fucking yourself on your fingers, a toy, trying your best to be quiet. if only you knew that dante’s playing the same game, stroking his throbbing dick while he squeezes his chest with his free hand just outside your door, doing as much as he can to muffle his groans with his shirt. he’ll be thinking about just how much louder you’ll be when he actually stuffs his cock inside you, calling out for your beloved daddy.

daddy dante who jerks off without even closing his door, knowing how curious and needy his sweet baby can be. and if you do happen upon him, he won’t even stop himself, telling you that’s it’s totally natural and nothing to be ashamed of with that cheeky smirk on his lips. he might even call you on over,, to get a better look at how your father handles himself.

you still have much to learn, you know, and the responsibility of teaching you falls on him. ^.^ 🩷🩷

[wegc]

THE AMOUNT OF little angry red emojis in here ohhhhh ur so so cute 😡😡 that certain is someone is meeee!!! (i hope)

A LENGTH THAT LONG??? i would actually love u forever. ☹️ not that i don’t already hehe….but i would be over the moon!!! i dooooo care to send one how could i not when my precious author is being so adorable 😡😡

AH today’s 2 kids show with hyunibini made me cry but i thought about how changbin sometimes waits around for hyunjin if he’s out late and 🙁🙁 it’s so sweet now picturing him waiting at home if you are out late with friends and you arrive and he’s just all cutesy and grabby hands as soon as you open the door and he does that little whiny voice and is POUTY and he looks so cute it’s impossible not to squish his cheeks while he just stands there a bit sulky but also content and happy now that you’re back….im melting he’s the cutest sweetest baby :( :( would also bury his pretty face in ur neck and mumble something like “binnie missed his bunny” while giving kisses IM CRUMBLINGGHEJD anywho. carry on hehe sorry for my little ramble i did not mean for it to be so long oopsies whoopsiesss🥹 don’t forget to eat well and stay warm and hydrated today 😡-🍧

it is you😡 currently preparing myself for the masterpiece u just wrote😡

and YES AHSDJ I WATCHED IT and all i could think about was clingy and protective changbin who is constantly asking about your day, who you’re with, and how you feel :( this DEVASTATED me hello you are so right!!!

he’s so sleepy from practice and also slightly on edge considering that it’s currently midnight and you’re still not home, but at least you’ve checked in with him now and then, so he’s not too worried. nonetheless, practice was rough, his throat sore and voice hoarse from hours spent at the studio, and all he wanted to do was sleep—only in your arms, however. he can't rest until you’re home.

when you unlock the door, you can’t stop your eyes from softening at the sight of changbin seated on your couch, his head tilted back and eyes closed in mellow ease, a serene expression gracing his face. you could tell that he wasn’t sleeping but was rather waiting for you to come home, your suspicions being confirmed as his eyes fluttered open at the sound of your keys jingling.

he momentarily ignores his exhaustion when he stands up to greet you with a cheeky smile before quickly embracing you and groaning into your neck, whining and playfully grumbling about how long you took and how he ‘might’ve died from worry!’ you know he’s only joking when you pull his head back to look at him, and his cheeks are rosy, a giddy grin plastered upon his mouth which begins to attack your face with kisses.

his face would shortly bury itself in your neck once again and his hands would firmly grip your thighs before picking you up and carrying you to your shared bedroom, snickering at your loud squeals. thus the cuddle session begins and all he does is tease you in his annoyingly cute high-pitched voice and gush about how he’s so glad his y/n is home, how he’s too obsessed with you so you better not stay out that late again!!!

his teasing eventually passes when he yawns and decides to brush strands of loose hair away from your face, softly asking you if you had fun, eagerly listening to you recount your day with a sleepy grin. it’s hard to not squeeze his cheeks and kiss him silly as he presses small pecks onto your jaw while listening to you talk, asking keen questions before eventually falling asleep with his head buried in your chest </3

[chuluoyi]

Hello chu~!! c: Idk if anyone has said this yet but my brain has cooked up smth cute for the LE series!!! So imagine gojo and reader (pre/early dating stage) playing the pocky game heheh O-O

idk how reader agreed to participate in smth like this but um yeah we can think of smth u-u im just thinking of reader steadily and nervously chipping away at the pocky but then realises how close her lips r getting to gojos (maybe a 6 or 8cm length idk) and is abt to chicken out, cuz this was just overall silly and she regrets agreeing to this :0 !!! shes not gonna give him the satisfaction of her smooching his lippos 😒🙄 (she would rather deal with the loser punishment than kiss her baebae like this xD).

ofc gojo being the observant and cheeky mf he is notices how shes trembling and lowkey fumbling bc of the thin proximity shared between them and before reader could withdraw herself from the situation, gojo CHOMPS off the tinsy winsy remaining of the pocky and *CHU* (no pun intended lol) lands a peck on her sweet lips leaving her all flustered and dumbfounded.

Even tho its over, reader is obviously still very embarrassed abt it and gojo just teases her by saying smth like “hey, you’re lucky that i saved you from the doomed punishment, aren’t ya? 🤭” and she scoffs in retaliation and blurts out smth like “n-not really… i wouldve rather dealt with the loser punishment than be kissed… like that!” and that just pops his poor massive ego like a deflated bouncy castle 😭 (said punishment has gotta be smth supaa embarrassing tho) and uh idk what happens after,, they could continue to quarrel like an old married couple ig hehe,, ft. geto and shoko witnessing this shitshow ^_^

(Bruh omg i rambled tm and should just make it an actual fic atp 💀) IM SORRY IF THERE R ANY TYPOS BUT I JUST WANTED TO GET THIS OUT OF MY HEAD 😭🙏

AWAHAHAH😭 everyone has to see this—the way i’m giggling while reading this🥹 the pocky challenge is really a shitshow you’re right—by the end of it geto and shoko are twitching their eyes in disgust🥹

[louisisalarrie]

Harry’s lyric “I’m well aware I write too many songs about you” is the biggest Larry proof out there. If you think he’s written that about his past “girlfriends” who he spent a year to the day or less with, you don’t know him at all

I agree, it’s a major piece to the puzzle. If he was still writing songs about someone he loved, long term beautiful romantic songs, he wouldn’t be parading with a new girl every second day. It’s clear so many of those songs are about louis.

I particularly like the “I know that you’re scared because hearts get broken, I know that you’re scared because I’m so open” from Golden because I think that is so larry coded (and so many more lyrics for this song but I tend to not dig into song analysis on here). But relation to those specific lyrics, Harry is extremely open with dancing with flags, being ambiguous about his sexuality, saying cheeky very not straight things on stage, wearing very non masculine outfits, and I think it’s a comment about louis being more scared about coming out than H. I mean, it’s a massive deal to come out in this industry, particularly in their positions with their history,but Harry is 3/4 of the way there and has been for a while now. And louis might be a little more frightened bc of his stunts, image, etc., he hasn’t kind of stepped away from that image as much as Harry has. Not to say louis isn’t fighting to come out, whatsoever, but it’s a very strong lyric and that’s how I take it. Anyway, that’s probably been talked about and analysed a bunch. But yeah, that’s definitely one of my fave lines.

I actually saw a theory not too long ago that Harry wrote Chicago for louis, too. Like… ages ago. Not recently. And the lyrics would kind of line up on that situation with bbg. And if you think about it, you can definitely see the story. Not sure how much I agree with that theory as it’s a bit far fetched, but was interesting. Idk.

And I know a multitude of Harry’s love songs are in fact a little on the heartbroken/sad side, but there are many that are uplifting and full of hope. Golden is the perfect example of that, in my opinion. It’s about fighting hard for it. And like “loving you’s the antidote”?????? Come on hahahaha.

But re Falling, yes, hugely larry coded. Like Harry asking who he is now that he’s solo with a huge image shift, and is it truly him? What if he’s someone louis cares about and deeply misses, but Harry gets the feeling he won’t need him because louis is embarking on his own journey and again, im sure there are deeper and better posts about this song, but yeah. Idk. Harry’s house certainly sounded more hopeful and a bit less depressing, for the most part hehe. I think things are fine between them, truly.

Anyway this turned into something entirely off topic now sorry about that hahahah but yes, I agree with you! Those lyrics scream to me that it’s about someone long term. I wrote a similar lyric years ago about one person, and so it’s truly powerful and resonates a lot.

[rs-wonderland]

Hello! Could I request Floyd, Ace and Jamil being cheered on by their cheerleader s/o?

I'd like to go by 🍰 anon pretty please.

Note to 🍰anon {Hello darling! I just want to say thank you for your request! And also i didn't quit knew if you want to go by sweetanon or cakeanon or just 🍰anon, so i put all three in here. Thank you and sorry if its not how you wanted it to be, you can DM me and i'll change it right away! Love ya, have a good day/night}

Floyd Leech:

♡He was so happy to see you cheer for him! His sweetanon is so cute in there little cheerleader uniform~

"Ohhhh~ Sweetanon, did you came here to cheer on me? Hehe so cute~ *kisses your forehead* i just want to squeeze you!"

♡His teammates were really jealous, and Floyd took pride in it. Pride in having his cute cheerleader cheer for him everytime he scores a point!

"Did you saw that Sweetanon? That one was just for you baby~!"

♡After the game he went home and tell Jade and Azul that you cheer for him. Almost ignoring to talk about the whole match he played.

♡Congratulations on becoming Floyds personal cheerleader! You now have to go on every match he plays and do your cheerleader work or else he won't play.

Ace Trappola:

♡Boy was so confused to see you at first, didn't expect to see you here, in your cheerleader uniform at made his heart melt.

"Cakeanon? What are you doing here? Came to cheer on me? Hehe as you should! You'll finaly see how amazing player i am!"

♡Would tell everyone that his s/o came to cheer on him. And he is so braty about it too!

"See the cute cheerleader over there? Well thats my s/o~! I bet your s/o didn't came to cheer on you like mine did!"

♡Tries to give a point just for you and misses it.

"Cakeanon look! This one is just for you! *misses it* Nevermind don't look!"

♡Poor Deuce he'll need to listen to Ace talk about his little cheerleader for days.

♡Over all cheeky little shit.

Jamil Viper:

♡Congratulation you caught Jamil off guard. He was red in the face when he saw you, but realizing what you were doing made the situation worse.

"🍰anon? What are you-!? Hmm you came to cheer on me? W-well i- thank you. Im glad."

♡His shyness turned into great pride. Watching you jump every time he scores, cheering and shouting his name. He was so proud and happy.

♡He gets annoyed when Kalim asks if he can be a cheerleader too.

"No Kalim you can not be the cheerleader! Now go back to your seat. Only 🍰anon can be my cheerleader~"

♡after the game he hugs you and says how well you cheered for him. And that he wants you to do it every game, if you want of course -////-

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The End!

[bloomingforerza]

Head canons for reader once being best friends and crushing hard on Tamaki Souh and Kyoya Ootori but ghosted them due to strict parental orders? Hosts reactions and feelings towards reader?

Tamaki Suoh and Kyoya Ootori — Ghosting them because of your parents + how they’d react

notes from bloom: hi guys!!!! happy new years! :) here is a request i’ve been working on since saturday, its a long one! i tried to go into detail more in this fic, and i hope requester likes it. im not one for angst with a sad ending unless specifically asked for it, so if that’s something you want feel free to submit an angsty angst request :) enjoy and happy reading!

TAGS: angst with a happy ending, some fluff, hosts are more present in tamaki’s than kyoya’s, we all know kyoya fronts for the host club, not much crazy stuff really just some mild angst and fluff hehe

Tamaki Suoh

🌸 You’ve had a crush on Tamaki Suoh since he joined Ouran in middle school. He was very popular amongst the crowd, but he always wanted to follow you.

🌸 Shortly after finding out your families’ groups were trade partners, you became close friends, and things didn’t stop progressing from there.

🌸 All throughout middle school you’d been in the same class, and once Tamaki began to befriend Kyoya, you didn’t particularly like his attitude at first, but he never gave you an issue. Thus, the three of you became a trio.

🌸 Even after the two of them started their host club, you would visit every day just to hang out with Tamaki.

🌸 When he would dote on other ladies, you’d get this feeling of jealousy inside of you. You knew you were being irrational, considering this is what they do here at the host club.

🌸 You’d always catch him sneaking glances at you after, though, and he’d smile your way. Not anything cheeky or teasing, just a genuine and kind smile, almost like his words were meant for you.

🌸 That was what your delusional little love-sick brain told your anyways.

🌸 But one day, quite randomly, your father had a disagreement with Tamki’s father and demanded you cut ties with him.

🌸 And you didn’t know what to do. Being in his class, being best friends with him, having a huge unshakable crush on him? How would you even bring yourself to be able to go about it?

🌸 And so your only real choice was to just block his phone number, then do your best to ignore him in class. That’s what you thought would work, anyways.

🌸 Except Tamaki noticed you blocked him straight away. And you know Tamaki, he’s the KING of dramatics. He tried calling your house, but the maid said you weren’t in.

🌸 At school, he noticed you began to avoid him. He tried to talk to you, but you’d run away and talk to one of your girl friends instead. It felt like a punch in the face to him

🌸 He found out later that evening from his father what had happened. His father said he’d cut ties with the (L/n) group, and he knew how your father could be.

🌸 So he made it his personal mission to try to speak to you again. Tamaki had feelings for you, he didn’t want you to slip away from him for good.

🌸 The hosts would be just as sad not seeing your face around the club anymore. Whenever Tamaki was acting out, you’d help Haruhi get him in check, you’d help the twins play pranks on him, and you’d even play with Honey and Mori.

🌸 Tamaki confided in Haruhi, and he begged her to help him talk to you again. Haruhi also was slightly fond of you, she missed having you around because Tamaki would bother you instead of her.

🌸 During lunch one day, Haruhi came to speak with you. Your anxiety drops in your stomach, you already know what she wants to talk about.

🌸 “You know Tamaki is really concerned and he misses you, right? So why are you still giving him the cold shoulder?” She’d ask, but you didn’t know what to do.

🌸 You began to cry, because you also miss Tamaki and you want nothing more than to hug him and tell him how sorry you were. You told Haruhi everything, and instead of reprimanding you, she offered a hug.

🌸 “Your parents work relationships can make your high school life here hard, but whether you choose to follow your parents lead or follow your own is entirely up to you.” She told you matter-of-factly, and you thought about what she said.

🌸 So that same day, you anxiously walk to the host club after school hours end. Haruhi’s talk had given you the clarity you needed. Your dad told you to stop speaking with Tamaki, and he thinks you did, but he doesn’t know what you do during school time.

🌸 The minute you walk through the door though, the rest of the host club is on top of you, telling you how much they missed you.

🌸 Tamaki, however, sits in shock, waiting a moment to see if you’ll run away again. But after seeing you haven’t left, he stands abruptly, walking over to you.

🌸 “(Y/n), can we talk? Alone, maybe?” He says slowly with uncertainty in his voice, and you hesitantly nod. You follow him into the empty changing rooms, and your anxiety drops into your stomach.

🌸 “Tamaki, I’m so sorry. I never wanted to stop talking to you. You probably know why I did it by now, but you have to know I never wanted to. I thought not saying anything to you at all might make things easier, because you know how my dad can be. I’m sorry.” Tears are welling up in your eyes at this point, but you can’t let yourself cry. You don’t deserve to. You hurt him, not the other way around.

🌸 “You know I don’t care what your dad thinks, right? I don’t want to stop being your friend. I will switch phone numbers, or even get a new phone for that matter. He doesn’t have to know we are still friends.” He’s pouting at you. He can see your tears, he knows you want to cry. He knows this hurt you just as much as it hurt him.

🌸 “Is that really something you would do for me?” You can’t help but start crying. He walks closer to you and pulls you into a hug. You cry it out in his chest while he pets your head, something you’ve missed.

🌸 “I have really strong feelings for you (Y/n), and your dad can’t keep my feelings away from you. I will do my best to change my dad’s mind and fix things with your dad. I care about you so much, I can’t bare you not speaking to me.” You can feel his grip on you tighten as he gets to that last part, the sincerity in his voice making you feel at peace once more.

🌸 “I feel the same way. I never wanted to cut ties with you, I can’t apologize to you enough. I feel so calm and at peace in your arms, you make me laugh so much and your voice eases all of my worries.” You laugh through your tears.

🌸 “Please be my girlfriend then, or at least go on a date with me first. We will not let our fathers tear us apart. This is going to make us stronger.” He says confidently, and you nod, looking up at him. He presses a kiss to your forehead, and you know you can do anything with him by your side.

Kyoya Ootori

🌸 Your father had opened a new operations building in Tokyo, so your family had picked up and moved halfway across the country so he could operate it.

🌸 He was a CEO for an electronics company, and he was very strict with you. But moving felt like you’d have a new sense of freedom. You’d be going to a new school and make new friends.

🌸 You had transferred to Ouran Academy your second year of middle school, and Kyoya was your first friend there. He was quiet and laid back.

🌸 Kyoya sat next to you in class. He seemed to not care much, but one day he saw you crying by yourself in the classroom. He showed you concern, and asked if you were okay.

🌸 You confided in him, and from that point on you two were best friends. You remained in the same class in your third year, and you helped Kyoya with his mission on befriending Tamaki Suoh.

🌸 In fact, you were probably the reason Kyoya didn’t blow up sooner than he did. You kept his sanity in check. You thought Tamaki was humorous and animated, although he was a bit overbearing when he got carried away.

🌸 But Kyoya eventually began to genuinely like Tamaki, and the three of you would hang out together sometimes. But he would always prefer hang out alone with you. You didn’t mind, though. You began to crush on him, so alone time was your favorite time spent together.

🌸 All the way up to now, in high school, when he realized he began to have feelings for you too. He

🌸 He’d enjoy playing games like chess and sudoku with you during class free time, or even discussing what you may do together on your upcoming day off. You’d help him out with his work at the host club, something he only trusted you with.

🌸 After you had entered high school together, however, your father became stricter with you. Whatever club you joined had to be approved by him. Anyone you spoke to, he knew of. He would look through your texts and call logs.

🌸 He took notice of your friendship with Kyoya at that point. He saw you spend your Sundays with him, you spent time with him at school, and you sure texted him a lot outside of school, and saw the way you spoke in your conversations on the phone with him.

🌸 Your dad had demanded you cut ties with Kyoya. He knew you had romantic feelings for him, you didn’t need to say so. You tried to reason with him, but he couldn’t seem to trust you for any reason at all. He reminded you that any man you’d court would be a man he chose himself.

🌸 You didn’t know what to do. You didn’t answer Kyoya’s texts that night. In fact, you stopped answering him altogether.

🌸 And he knew something weird was going on. Because the day after your father had demanded you stop talking to him (which he didn’t know of), you didn’t show up to school.

🌸 And at first, Kyoya was concerned. He tried to text you again during lunch hours, but got no response. The next day was Sunday, and you and he had plans to go to a new book store that had just opened up today.

🌸 However, you weren’t answering his phone calls. But trust and believe you were getting them, because all you could manage to do was cry and watch your phone ring for the past couple of days.

🌸 But Monday quickly came, and you couldn’t play the sick card again. You had to catch up on the work you had misses Saturday, so missing another day wasn’t an option for you.

🌸 You wear a hoodie over your head as you try not to draw too much attention to yourself. You took your seat next to Kyoya’s, who thankfully hadn’t arrived to school yet.

🌸 However when he did finally show up, you felt the anxiety begin to bubble in your stomach. “(Y/n), did I do something to offend you? Are you angry with me?” You heard him ask from his seat, but all you could do was look away.

🌸 Kyoya tells the hosts what happened later that day. He didn’t know what to do. You would not speak to him and you wouldn’t even so much as look at him.

🌸 “She definitely is acting strange.” Hikaru said. “Maybe she’s finally tired of us.” Kaoru adds with a pout, and Kyoya thinks. You definitely didn’t get tired of them, that isn’t your personality.

🌸 Kyoya gave it a couple of days, he wasn’t sure how to approach you. He had to know what happened, and he was going to find out for sure.

🌸 He walked up to your desk, where you were were silently reading a book, and he cleared his throat. You looked up at him, and the panic set in when you realized it was Kyoya. You knew why he was standing here and you knew what he wanted to talk about.

🌸 “(Y/n), we need to talk. Can we go for a walk?” He suggests, and you nod, unsure of how this conversation is going to go.

🌸 You walk down to the courtyard with him, and the silence between you two has never been so awkward and unwanted. You walked over to your favorite bench to share together, where you both sat for a moment to take in your surroundings.

🌸 Kyoya looked at you as you looked everywhere but him. He always thought you were so beautiful, you look radiant in beautiful places. “What’s going on? Why have you been avoiding me?” He asks after another moment of silence, but his eyes never leave you.

🌸 You visibly tense, and you let out a loud sigh. “My dad noticed how much time we’ve been spending together, and he told me I’m not allowed to see you anymore.” You pout, looking down at your hands now. “I didn’t want to though, I never wanted to do that to you. I-I love you too much.” You began to tear up a bit, that word meaning so much for you.

🌸 Kyoya was silent again for a moment, thinking over what you said. You’d never told him that before, and he knew your dad was strict. But he felt the same for you, and he didn’t want you to have to go through everything alone.

🌸 “I understand that your father has been overbearing and more strict since you started high school. Would I be able to speak to your father myself?” He asks, and you can’t even imagine how that conversation would go. “I love you too, (Y/n), and I know doing this hurts you. Maybe I can speak with your father and change his mind about it.”

🌸 “You would try that?” You asked in a small voice of disbelief, and he nodded. “I can see that you don’t want this. And I don’t want to see you sad anymore.” He replies with a small smile. He grabs your hand that you’ve been fidgeting with and holds it on your lap.

🌸 “You can try, then.” You meet his gaze finally and smile back at him. “Even if he says no, I’m willing to keep this a secret from him for now.”

🌸 “Hopefully it won’t be for long.” He reassures once more. “Let’s get back to class.” He holds your hand the entire way back, and even if it’s for a short while, things might be okay.

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NUUU ITS OKEY NWS!! i've been like off-and-online sporadically but anyway coughs

yeee!!! i hope that you're able to get some time to yourself so you can do the things you enjoy heheheh (speaking of which, what are some of your fave manwhas? i need some new ones to read ;-;) but good luck with that project!

(dw i got scratched by a cat too a couple times)

YE CATBEDO!!

fr tho, i feel like he'd be a lot clingier than he normally is? especially when i'm off doing my own thing like drawing or sewing. he'd probably mess around with my art supplies at some point just out of spite /aff. "oh, i see you. you're just being cheeky."

or "i just saw you knock over my paint, don't act all cute, mister."

methinks he's not very subtle smh. i just happened to be looking jskfjsbfhs

but anyway! i'd love to learn how to drive someday, but now since i'm too anxious and i get like very overwhelmed easily guh ;3; (night drives are scary, thats why i'm usually the passenger princess + im not expected to drive but my bf said he'd teach me someday. man drives like a grandma tho JFKSNFBS)

oho icic well im slowlyyyy falling down the hsr rabbit hole bc of sunday and jiaoqiu so im like on the brink of becoming obsessed hehe

THIS IS SO LATE VIVI, I'M SORRY 😭😭😭

I got too busy with life and i forgot that you actually sent an ask 😭😭 i even forgot fish's ask hdhdhdjdjd my bad everyone, i'm not one to engange in social interactions all the time so maybe that's why i forgot orz

Anyway, moving on to the ask-

After this really busy project of mine, i'm finally able to get some me time to myself! Actually, tomorrow, i'm going to go to a haunted house near the place i live with my friends jdnddnhdjdj we've been wanting to go there but yea life got busy and the plan got postponed

But finally!!!! I am going 🤩💪

I HAVE A LOT OF FAVE MANWHAS ACTUALLY!!! Omg i don't have a lot of people to talk abt this with, but i need your fave genre of manwhas so i can recommend something that you'd like!

Catbedo.... i can totally imagine that 😆

I bet he really just annoys you on purpose so he could get attention lol, i can see him be all "what? i'm not doing anything, what do you i'm bothering you?" He's becoming so cheeky after meeting you, it's wild 😭

LMAOOO YEAH YEAH he's not very subtle but your observation skill is literally on top, so you just sometimes see him be a mess of a man and you can't help but to laugh bdnsjsjjdns

OH imagine if that's what makes him so interested in you!! He did something dumb cute -> you saw and laughed silently -> he's curious as to who saw that (σ≧▽≦)σ i think that'd be such a cute fluff story!!

but anyway! i'd love to learn how to drive someday, but now since i'm too anxious and i get like very overwhelmed easily guh ;3; (night drives are scary, thats why i'm usually the passenger princess + im not expected to drive but my bf said he'd teach me someday. man drives like a grandma tho JFKSNFBS)

Honestly being anxious to drive is so normal, so don't worry about it vivi!! Idk about the place you live in, but if you wanna drive, you should learn it continuously without stopping so your brain doesn't forget! If i remember correctly, my brother learned how to drive in one week (like actually driving a car and all that) continuously, because if he did stop, he could forget some stuff :o so i kinds think it's a matter of do u want to do it or do you reeeeaalllyyy want to do it?

Well, all in all, good luck vivi!!! (Before moving on to the last topic, i gotta mention the way you said ur bf drives like a grandma and laugh at it for a while LMAO)

Oh yk i can see why you'd like sunday and jiaoqiu, they both have similar vibe with each other 😭😭 do u perhaps like to simp for sussy guys- i mean, yeah, me too bestie- *coughs* the hsr rabbit hole is not gonna swallow you itself, so take ur time lmao once you're in, it's gonna be hard to get out 😆

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omgggggg it’s totally okay if you don’t want to but i was watching wonder woman 1984 yesterday and i love them sm could you do steve and diana plssssss ??? 🥺🥺

SDALKJHLSDKFHASDF IM SORRY THIS TOOK ME AGES TO GET TO BUT YES YES YES I LOVE THOSE TWO SO MUCH !!!!! I WROTE A FIC ABOUT THEM LIKE AGES AGO WHEN I SAW THE MOVIE IN CINEMAS CAUSE I HAD SUCH BRAINROT FOR THEM SO IM SO GLAD I HAVE ANOTHER PLACE TO DUMP ALL MY IDEAS ABOUT THEM!!!!

(ask game answers under the cut for convenience lmao)

1. Who has the cutest tickle laugh?

Ok so this is such a hard question sdklajfhsfklh Cause on one hand you have Diana who has this adorable bright soft-screechy laughter (idk how to explain it in words but i know the SOUND) that is really smooth to listen to (101 odd ways for crow to describe laughter #71) But on the other you have Steve who would DEFINITELY have super bubbly giggly hiccupy laughter and would be begging in an INSTANT even tho he doesn't really know what he's saying and is v much enjoying the attention

2. Who is ticklish in unusual places and where would that be?

I have a slight theory that Diana has super ticklish wrists cause they're always covered by her armour (hehehe arm-our) so I will say her.

3. Who gets cheer-up tickles?

Honestly I'm gonna spin this question around and say that Steve lets Diana tickle him to cheer her up. Reminds her of her childhood and getting to tickle her friends when they play-fought.

4. Who takes advantage of the other one getting their arms stuck while taking off their shirt?

Oh both of them definitely catch the other with this. (But Steve will often get 'stuck' on purpose hehe)

5. How did they discover each other’s ticklishness?

Diana discovered Steve's first just from running her nails on him casually. After he got wrecked Steve was surprised that she knew what tickling was and asked her about it. She told him about the play/tickle-fights she used to get into as a kid and then he put 2 and 2 together (this was basically the basis of my WW fic lmao but it's from a while ago so it's not that great).

6. Who can’t take tickle bites?

Steve 100% cannot handle it.

7. Who has to be tickle-forced out of bed in the morning?

Both of them are pretty early risers but occasionally Diana will be cheeky and refuse to leave the bed so Steve will have to tickle her til she does.

8. Who gives up in a tickle fight?

STEVE STEVE STEVE OMFG this man becomes goop when he gets tickled he cannot fight back to save his life lmao.

9. Who is in danger of getting hurt when attacking the other?

I mean I feel the answer is obvious but it's Steve again lol. Both from Diana's strength being a risk but also just this man cannot move when he gets tickled his bones turn to jelly lmao.

10. Who always provokes the other into tickling them and how?

ONCE AGAIN STEVE and most of the time it's by tickling Diana first lol

Hope this was kind of what you were looking for!!!!!

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22 questions tag!!

Thank u @ace-yeollie 💕💕💕

1. name: Cami

2. nickname: lots but the most used one right now is Camster!

3. star sign: SCORPIO

4. gender: female

5. sexuality: ...bi I think

6. favorite color: right now pinks!

7. time right now: 5:01 pm!

8. average hours of sleep: 6ish

9. last thing I googled: Minecraft seeds 😂😂

10. number of blankets: in summer none, but usually as many as possible!

11. favorite fictional character: Aelin galanthyius (throne of glass series)

12. what are you wearing right now: a space shirt and shorts!

13. favorite book: one of them is the HP Lovecraft collection!

14. favorite musician: grimes

15. dream job: senior accountant (for a plane business so I get free flights hehe)

16. number of followers: 397 (including the boys oops)

17. when did you create your account: as soon as I started stanning ateez

18. what do you post about: kpop mostly but I talk to people and sometimes reblog relatable posts!

19. what made you get an account: ateez hehe

20. when did your blog reach its peak: I’d like to think it’s always peaking uwu

21. do you get asks on a daily basis: sometimes! Some from my friends and some from strangers who become friends (:

22. why did you choose your url: because yunho is my dream boyf 🥺

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star boy | eddie munson

SUMMARY -> you’ve been feeling burnt out lately but eddie has the solution to that. which he totally didn’t expect.

eddie munson x fem! reader

masterlist

GENRE -> nsfw/smut

WARNINGS -> tiny mention of weed. smut train chugga chugga choo choo 🚂. also, both are inexperienced cuz no bitches (first time, p in v, protected sex, mutual masturbation) fluffy smut

WC -> 4,573

a/n : i saw a post talking about eddie & y/n both being inexperienced. so here ‘ya go, just wanted to play the idea hehe. also, i can’t accurately really write how “first times”work, cUZ IM A VIRG— yes. and i recommend listening to stargirl interlude while reading this cuz we sluts. anyways enjoy my filthy eddie fic. ^_^

thank you for 199 followers !! ‘ya sluts.

likes, reblogs & comments are greatly appreciated !! <3

enjoy !!

the cafeteria was buzzing with multiple students flocking each and every table. chitchatting, a bit of yelling and constant whispers were populating the poor cafeteria, as always. it’s ear-deafening on most parts but it’s another normal day in hawkin high. you were seated in the middle of a vacant table, at least two students sitting at the end, minding their own business. finals were coming in, pep rally tomorrow and whole lotta shit to do once you graduate and start college soon. honestly, why weren’t you born a rock than deal with this? it was cringe thinking but in reality, you haven’t even felt yourself or even seen yourself taking up a career yet. maybe it was just the laziness but it was pretty understandable, having a life that doesn’t get harder each year that passes without the extra work to do it. of course you’d want that but it will always never happen, of course. no one would have a life without starting some goal that proceeds into your future and ultimately dictates it how you live it. it’s life, really, it’s sometimes just have some ups and upside downs. which is a sucker when you think of it.

“boo!” you yelped, feeling two large hands on your shoulder as the sudden scare almost flipped the coke out of your grip. you sighed, looking up, knowing who it is.

“the coke almost spilled on my fucking clothes, eddie.” you shove eddie’s chest back as he let out a chuckle along with jeff and gareth’s following in. you glared at them, feeling eddie behind you as you turned around to see him with a large grin plastered on his damn face. eddie fucking munson, two-timed held back senior and probably the most annoying person that ever annoyed in this whole year since you’ve met and had class with him. and fortunately is, your boyfriend. which was surprising since he’s the first ever hellfire member to actually get a girlfriend, (other than the three freshmen, who were still considered new which is why they are exempted, maybe.)

“i’m sorry, sweetheart.” he kissed your cheek, sitting down next to you, his supposed lunchbox slammed on the table. putting your coke down, you were silent as he shuffled next to you, his eyes digging holes on your face. observing, mostly.

“something bothering you?“ he asked, eyebrow raising. you looked at him then glancing away to see jeff and the others heading their way to grab lunch. you looked back at eddie, fingers fiddling with each other as you shrugged.

“i’m just tired.” you spilled it out, leaning your head on his shoulder. his hand caressed your back as you nuzzled your face onto his warm body heat. the smell of weed mixed with beer? and his cologne masking it, skunky and bit strong as you let out a relaxed sigh, nose scrunching still at the foul mixed scents.

“please don’t tell me you smoked again in the bathroom. i can smell you.” you pouted, pinching his stomach as he let out a yelp, ring cladded hand grabbing your wrist to stop your assault further.

“just one hit, helps calm the nerves.” he whispers against your ear. you could feel his cheeky smile as you shake your head in disbelief, eyes still closed relaxed as ever. “no even one noticed shit.”

“hm.” you let out a snort, not believing him, choosing to stay silent as the overwhelming feeling was ticking you again. it was killing your mood lately. it felt like you just wanted to sleep, do nothing, let all of your problems sizzle down and wake up, feeling normal as ever again. but it didn’t happen, not at least once.

“i’m not pretty convinced you’re just tired.” eddie pointed out, grabbing something from his lunchbox. he opened the zip-lock bag and shoved the mini-pretzels in his mouth as he nudged you with his shoulder to speak, making your head thump against him in an uncomfortable way. you winced, his shoulder blade hard against your cheek as you sat up and looked at him. “come on, spill it. tell me what’s been bugging you. i can’t be a good boyfriend if i don’t know what’s making you like this! acting like a total zombie chick.”

you smiled at him, heart fluttering at how genuine he looked. he had puppy eyes as he rested his cheek on the palm of his hand. staring at you as he still munched and munched. you didn’t know where to start, you were a tincy bit embarrassed knowing how everyone had been bummed out this final semester.

“i don’t know. exams were hard, tons of shit were due last week and i studied, a lot. which i don’t feel like i’ve done enough. i’m just—“ you sucked in a breath. “i feel fuzzy and i don’t know what to do.” you grabbed one of his pretzels and shoved it into your mouth, glancing at him seeing him have a very serious expression on. fingers on his chin, tapping slowly and thinking deeply as if he was your therapist.

“interesting.” he merely said, humming a tune as you rolled your eyes at his tactics.

“oh, now it’s interesting?” you squinted your eyes at him, pondering whether to be annoyed or amused or actually believe if he was helping rather than messing with you. you were about to stand up, trying to think that this conversation never happened. “fuck it, forget i said anything, ed—“

“i’m listening, hey! i am. which is why i’ve got this awesome idea.” eddie grabbed your wrist, pulling you down, making your ass thump on the uncomfortable cafeteria seat. “it’s going to be cool. i swear to you. on my own uncle.” he patted your thigh as you listened to him.

“i’m not smoking again if that’s your idea, eddie.” you added as his face fell a bit. remembering the time you tried to smoke a joint that he offered, well it wasn’t a great idea at all. the strong odor sticked onto your jacket when you got home. which caused a frenzy when one of your family members smelt it while it was in the dirty laundry. making you almost homeless.

“ah, shit. ok, that’s one out of the idea.” he scratched his head as his tone turned soft, knowing he was serious now. “but come home with me tonight. at my place. just the two of us and we’ll think of something from there. haven’t hanged out with you since last week.” he whispered, seeing as his cheeks turned slight red, he was shy. you blinked, unexpected how he asked you to just hang out with him in his trailer. just the two of us. innocence laced over your eyes as you looked at him again. it had been a long time since you spent time with him out of school. and you needed it before spring break starts.

“alright.” you agreed, cocking your head to the side seeing his grin become wider. “but my curfew’s at 11:00.” you reminded him as his face scrunched up in confusion, you shushed him before he could blurt any smartass comments further as you kissed his cheek, in quiet adoration for his sweet efforts.

•••

“home sweet home.” eddie groaned, stretching his arms with a pop as he opened the van’s door for you to hop out. your bag was slung over shoulder, your eyelids were heavy with sleep as the sun had already disappeared from the warm sky, grey clouds and soon arriving night stars were looming over hawkins now. you yawned, following eddie inside of his trailer. he had you first step as you immediately went to his room, briefly looking back at him seeing he was preoccupied getting something from the couch. seeing his bed, which was messy as always, you plopped down with a heavy sigh. bag on the ground as you snuggled yourself into his sheets, smelling the same scent he had on the whole day. weed and cologne. grabbing one of his worn-out pillows, you hugged it against your chest, your position on the side as you cuddled the pillow, the drowsiness now sinking in.

“no sleeping.” eddie’s amused voice rang through your ears as he slapped your ass, causing you to jolt from the sweet sleep you almost had. you grumbled, rubbing where he slapped it as you rolled over to your back seeing as he removed his signature leather jacket and denim vest. leaving him with his plain tee, which fitted him magnificently. hugging every curve he had that had something awaken inside you. he looks… heat course through your veins as you thought of something completely inappropriate.

“you sleepy, baby?” he asked you, in a low pitch, raspy yet you knew he was teasing you. his arms were crossed, like he was scolding but he still had that ass-affectionate smile. your knees were bended, thighs together as your eyes were locked on eddie’s arms, seeing how it flexed with one sway he would do, leaving you gawking. your heart started to flutter again, thinking this was just the sleepiness, you didn’t know why. you felt drowsy, too drowsy in fact. you have thought of eddie multiple times, thinking of him fucking you was number one obviously. it was hard, you two just surpassed the one month of dating yet here you are, so eager to let him do things you never did before. you were curious of course, heard lots of people talking about their first times, it was a minor thought for you not until eddie came into the picture. he had you locked in your mind with every image you could imagine with him, yet the two of you never even spoke about it. the sex. only a couple of jokes had ever transpired but it never happened. not once and you thought maybe both of you were just pussies for not bringing it up.

“i’m not.” you mumbled seeing as he had something hidden tucked under his arm. you glanced up to him seeing his excited face, knowing you had noticed it. “what’s that?” you asked, nudging your chin to the hidden item. he chuckled, taking it out as he tossed it to you. the item landed on your face as you quickly grab it, hovering it above your face seeing the signature hellfire’s logo. you sat up, smile forming, showing the item seeing it was a hellfire tote bag. large enough to fit any school item you could pack in.

“i don’t have the money for another t-shirt but the tote bag was free so i got it printed with our rad logo.” he sat next to you, observing your reaction. “i do also command you to use it tomorrow for hellfire night. it’d be cool, please, m’lady.” he begged, lying down on the bed with a pout.

you laughed. “i love it and i will. thank you, edds.” your voice turned soft with evident adoration in your tone. you put the tote bag down as you crawled to him, hovering above him, looking into his brown orbs as his hand brushed against your cheek.

“i got some movies with me or maybe we can lay here all day. whatever makes you feel better.” he suggested, you hummed, leaning into his touch. your heart pounded and your stomach flipped making you feel the evident warmth on your cheeks. he looked absolutely sublime right now, underneath you with a innocent expression on his face. him completely unaware what he had started that caused you to be so eager for something to happen. “you up for that?” he broke your hazy trance as you nodded.

“absolutely.” you whispered, a moment of silence passed between the two of you. each and other’s breaths the only thing making the silence grow louder. eddie’s mind suddenly clicked, he leaned up and captured your lips in a sweet familiar kiss, what he felt right to do in the moment. you let out a tiny gasp, eyes closing in habit as you reciprocated with a ounce of fervor hidden. his lips molded over yours, heat aflame that was sparking every course of your nerves. his soft lips were heaven amongst, you could not remember anyone kissing you like him. only him. you could almost laugh in denial knowing he had warned you before you and him actually started dating that he didn’t quite have enough experience how to really be with someone. let alone how to actually please someone. it goes the same with you evidently, you like him, in a unhealthy amount, too unhealthy for you to even care. he filled the gaps of your heart in his way that you had not realized you did the same for him.

you shifted above him as he sat up, lips still locked on yours. your thighs were now straddled above his lap, his hands on your hips and yours on his shoulder. making out with him was a pretty normal occurrence yet it was only that. your lips opened up slightly, his tongue invaded yours making you wriggle in excitement. in this moment, you felt it, some silent agreement between the both of you as you let out a small moan. your core felt damp, heat buzzing as you wanted to grind against him. your fingers tangled on his hair, tugging slightly as he suddenly broke the kiss with a pop. you felt it again, that hazy feeling, certainly it wasn’t because of your burn-out, his lips were red and plump. his cheeks were stained with red and his pupils were blown out as he squeezed your hips again, harsher this time making you sit firmly on his lap.

“sweetheart.” he crooned, leaning in again to place kisses on your neck. “my beautiful, beautiful sweetheart.” he mumbled against your skin, you bit your lip feeling him butterfly kisses whilst sucking and biting to tease you. your legs trembled at his tactics. no space was left between the two of you. you could feel everything, breasts pressed against the hard plain of his chest, the way his rings dug into your skin and his body heat warming you as ever. your was core seated directly over his bulge, the hard prick forming in his jeans making you wanna cry out in desperation.

“eddie.” you pleaded against his ear, breath fanning hot as he shuddered at your voice calling his name he so fantasied multiple times when he was jerking off. “eddie, please do something.” you begged, the shyness suddenly out of the picture. you wanted it. you wanted him. and he delivered.

“a-are you sure?” he asked shyly now and turned his face up to yours, nose brushing against each other seeing your drunken stupor expression. eyes so doe with lust that he couldn’t believe you were desperate for him to fuck you. he wanted you as well, the evidence in his jeans that was so uncomfortable with your clothed pussy pressed against it, feeling the slight beat. “right now? with me? r-really?” he gasped as you grind against him.

“yes. yes. yes. please. i want to. so badly, eddie.” you mumbled, sure as ever. he blinked, he knew you were inexperienced as him. both complete virgins. he only knew the basics of sex from class, magazines and pornos. yet he deemed himself as undesirable knowing half the school calls him a fucking freak. but you, you were so willing that it made his heart burst, confidence now on his boot. it was now up to the two of you to actually act and progress on this. he gulped, thinking of something as he guided your hips in a slow grind, the friction helping the two of you. he was shy now, afraid he might displease you in any way or hurt you. but from the looks of your face, you were already so hot in daze and it sent him into a wild hunger to please you further.

“so desperate.” he mumbled, kissing your jaw as he now harshly stopped your hips from grinding making you whine. the heat in his gaze set fireworks in your body as he spoke again, with command but with sweetness. “clothes off now, baby.”

in a matter of minutes, clothes were torn off and are on the floor, leaving the two of you bare in front of each other. you were on your knees, eyes greedy as you took a moment to admire him while he admired you, his eyes roaming every inch of your body. eyes now staring directly at your breasts. he leaned over and squeezed them with both hands. “hello ladies.” he whispered, making you hit his forehead with a sigh at his goofiness as he chuckled. he watch as your nipples hardened under his touch. you arched a bit, enjoying the feel of his calloused trembling fingers gently cupping them. he massaged them with love, but eventually he let them go. now roaming his eyes to the prize between your legs glistening before him. he bit his lip, as your eyes were staring directly at his boxers. you pouted at it, wanting him to take his underwear off like you. but you can see it perfectly, his prick outlining the fabric knowing he was huge. huge that made your mouth almost drool but you waited, liking the anticipation what comes next. eddie winked at you, arms open as he ushered you to sit between his legs, patting the space in front of him as he leaned against his headboard.

“come over here.” he grumbled. you complied, heat between your legs starting to annoy you as you turned your back on him and scoot backwards as your back rubbed against his chest. your ass pressed against his crotch as he let out a groan, his hands on your thighs as you spread them apart eagerly. he kissed your shoulder, hands roaming up to your belly. you leaned to the side, enjoying his touch so soft as if you were a fragile thing in his arms. your heart was beating against ribcage, throat dry of how this was going to happen now. finally. you moaned as his hands were cupping your breasts again, this time he took the time to study you. how you keened and wiggled in his arms as he gently massaged your breasts, his breathing seized as he let out a sharp intake of breath seeing how his fingers were making you into a bitch in heat. he loved it, love the way your boobs felt in his palms. a sudden boldness started inside you, he was too preoccupied lavishing kisses on your neck as you trailed your hand back to cup his cock in full impatience. wanting to let him feel the pleasure you were having, he froze for a bit, mind went ablaze as you palmed him. the sudden rush of blood stirred in his cock, you were blooming with lust feeling his hard prick jump in your touch making you smirk. eddie let out a groan, holy shit, your hand clearly so much better than his. he continued to massage your breast with one hand as the other slides itself down to your naked awaiting pussy.

you watched his hand hovering above your core, the lack of patience had your you trying to grind up making the man behind you let out a airy chuckle. your brows furrowed, a little annoyance plastered across your face as you turned your face to him to see his cocky smirk. “stop teasing.” you warned him but he just rest his hand on your thigh, squeezing it.

“i’m not teasing.” he bit the lobe of your ear, making you flinch. “you gotta show me first. show me how you rub your little clit, hm? show me how desperate you are.” you core squeezed at his voice. you slid your other hand down, not minding the extra work on your arms. your nose was brushing against his chin, you wanted to watch his reaction once you touch yourself for the first time in front of him. no more shying away, just him and you as what he said. his pupils were blown black, seeing as you adjusted yourself, knees bend and your fingers now strumming above your wet clit. he kissed your nose, eyes still locked below as you started to rub in slow circles, like you always do to build the pleasure up as his other hand was still fumbling your other breast. you whined, the back of your head planted firmly on his chest as you grind yourself up to the palm of your hand, the heat of his gaze making it more exciting than ever. eddie was in complete awe, your hand palming him stopped as you focused on yourself which he didn’t mind, it was all on you now.

“h-harder.” he whispered, pinching your nipple as you arched your back at it. you were so drowned in pleasure, rubbing your clit harder at his request, speeding up a little feeling how sticky you got now. juices leaking out all for him. eddie’s hand on your thigh moved back as he fumbled with his boxers, you bit your lip seeing as he was desperate to match you as well. freeing his cock out of his confines, he shuddered, the cold air hitting alongside the touch of your skin on his rock-hard prick. he grasped himself, pumping like he always did. eyes back to where you are pleasuring yourself. the two of you were silent, your pants and grunts circling his room. you rubbed yourself a little faster, your pussyhole feeling a bit neglected. you could practically feel him jerking off behind you, making you wanna come so fast but you can’t cum just yet. you wanted him inside of you. now.

“eddie.” you called out, head tilting up to meet his eyes.

“y-yeah?” he looked down, still pumping himself. “you want it, huh?” he asked, pecking your lips as you eagerly nodded. the whole scene transpired as you were now lying down, hips titled to the side, showing your pussy pouring it’s very juices, squeezed between your luscious thighs. eddie was towering above you, rolling the only condom he had from when the guidance counselor thought the two of you were hooking up in the bathroom that one day. which seemed like this red condom packet was omen for him and you. he suddenly smiled, lining himself up, checking if you were still okay with this. “you ready? just say the word and we’ll stop.” he assured.

your cheeks felt hot, liking his concerns. “i’m ready. i want you.” you confessed making him blush red. he leaned forward, catching your lips in a sweet kiss as he slowly pushed himself inside of you. one hand grasping your hips to keep you in place and the other keeping himself up, careful not to squish you.

“i want you too.” he mumbled against your lips making you smile as you felt him. he fitted perfectly, snug inside of your warm walls as he almost cummed at the sensation. jesus h. fucking christ. he could not believe it, how he felt so connected with you in this moment. a new exploration between the two of you started as he stilled himself, watching if you were okay for him to thrust in now. little to no pain was felt, you only felt full. full of him and the foreign sensation of his cock was new at first but one little movement made you wright in pleasure. clenching him, he gasped as he got the memo. your arms were encircled behind his neck, fingers gripping his hair as he thrusted himself now.

“feels good, edds.” you praised as he buried his face at the side of your cheek. groaning as he picked up a pace, still cautious as ever. you were clamping him, too hard in fact that he might burst before he could even make you come.

“sweetheart, i’m not gonna last long if you’re squeezing me so fucking tight. i-i wanna make you cum first. shit.” he moaned, making you let out a airy chuckle as you relaxed yourself. he sighed in relief, pumping himself now as you wriggled, euphoria bursting in every vein inside your body. you loved it, love the way his skin felt on yours, the brushing of the strands of his curly hair on your cheeks and the sound of skin slapping making it obscene as ever. you whined, his cock rubbing every gummy wall inside of you, hitting that spot that made your eyes turn white. you blabbered out his name as he whispered yours over and over again. both of you worshipping each other as his grip on your hips tightened, fist clenching beside your head as your hands tugged his hair. he felt so sure as he thrusted himself harder and faster knowing you would want it. you cried in bliss as he kept hitting that magic spot, the knob in your stomach tightening as you knew you were almost there.

“i’m s-so close, sweetheart. gods, are you cumming, hm? please c-cum, beautiful. pleaseee—“ he pleaded, lips brushing against your ear as you nodded. he let out a growl, pumping himself in and out, hips bruising and sweat beading as he thrusted himself again and again. the wet sounds of your pussy so good in his ears, how your hole fitted his cock perfectly as he felt yourself tighten around him again. he pounded, his hand on your hip now rubbing your clit until you were now practically shouting his name in his whole trailer. if the neighbors woke up, he didn’t care a fucking bit now seeing you struggle underneath him. with one last thrust of his cock, you burst into moans, grinding yourself up as the wonderful orgasm covered your whole entire body. your eyes were blurry as eddie followed you, bottoming himself as he came, hot spurts of his cum spilling inside of the condom. your name he was blabbering as his high practically leaked him of his every fluid he could muster. he slumped, the wonderful sensation of sweat and your skin on his. he kissed your neck, liking the way you were panting beneath him. he did it. he completely fucked the shit out of you. which was not was he was expecting this night. removing himself slowly, he laid beside you with a satisfied grin. you were still breathing hard, trying to comprehend how good you feel now.

“you still feeling burnt out?” eddie suddenly broke the silence, you grumbled as he chuckled, now scooting to his side as you laid your head on his chest. his arm encircling your sweaty shoulder as he caressed your skin. the sound of his heart beating made your eyelids droop with sleep, the stickiness between your legs a pleasant feeling for once.

“that was wonderful.” you breathed out, humming as eddie agreed with a silence hum. you looked up to him seeing his face full of glee making your heart clench in bliss. like he was waiting for you to say something else. you pushed yourself up, kissing him with passion, just a sweet slow kiss as you nuzzled yourself against his sweaty body. “thank you.” you mumbled against his lips, liking the way he felt giddy now, seeing a smirk on his face.

“anytime, my sweetheart.”



i just wanna see you shine ‘cause i know you are my stargirl <3

[sophierequests]

oh ho ho im back like i said i would be >:D

🌟-laughing on ghe outside by bernadette carroll with nikolai? bc ANGST!

laughing on the outside, crying on the inside

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Pairing: Nikolai Lantsov x f!Reader

A/N: I'll just leave that fic without any comment babes...

Summary: Your relationship wasn't going to work out anyway, so why did leaving it behind you feel so wrong?

Genre: Angst. No fluff.

Word Count: ANGST! You asked for it babes, and I am sorry- Also, it was not intentional to post this just as you reached 125 followers, but here we are hehe. ALSO, CONGRATS LIZ WHOOP WHOOP!!!

Warnings: Some insults and rudeness? Pain? Breakups? The usual angsty programme

You watched the noblewomen crowd around the young prince like birds of prey, swooning and giggling, latching onto every syllable he said. The number of girls surrounding him seemed almost ridiculous, but who could blame them? Prince Nikolai was indeed a pleasure to look at. His striking blond hair was slightly messy, but not messy enough to make him appear unkempt. He wore a tailored blue military suit, golden details and embroideries completing the look. He was the perfect Lantsov poster boy. It wasn't a surprise that all unmarried young royals would try to have their shot with the handsome prince of Ravka. Still, all that fuss about him made your heart ache.

To anyone else, it probably was rather surprising that you were getting this worked up about all of the women swarming him. You were neither of royal blood nor had a family that possessed many riches, so you really had not even a fleeting chance to be romantically involved with Nikolai Lantsov. That was what everybody else thought. Unbeknownst to most, you and Nikolai had been in a relationship for quite some time now. It was something you were keen on keeping a secret from the general public, however, people started to pick up on how much time the two of you spent with each other and naturally, rumours started to spread like wildfire. You never mentioned it to Nikolai, but it wasn’t a rarity for the servants to run their mouths, calling you nasty names behind your back.

As if he sensed your discomfort from across the room, his gaze met yours, a playful grin on his lips as he focussed back on the conversation he had with a particularly persistent merchant’s daughter. Even this simple gesture made your cheeks flush a slight pink that you tried to play down as good as possible. That didn’t work. Zoya was at your side in a matter of seconds, giving you a cheeky smile as her eyes darted from him to you. She was one of the few people that were aware of your relationship, and she did her best to tease you relentlessly about it.

“Still swooning about your fairytale prince?” She asked in a low tone, loud enough for you to hear every word, but not too loud for anyone else to hear. You gave her a slight jab to the shoulder, but still let out a soft laugh. Her presence eased your discomfort greatly. Now you at least had someone that didn’t just see you as the prince’s plaything. However, she couldn’t keep you from your self-destructive thoughts forever.

Nikolai would have to choose a bride eventually. And there was no point in denying that this bride certainly wouldn’t be you. No matter how much Nikolai attempted to assure you of the opposite. He would probably be disowned if he ever even decided to present you to the court. It was foolish thinking otherwise, but you couldn’t stay away from him, and neither could he.

“Let’s get something to drink,” Zoya suggested, seemingly noticing your discomfort. She linked her arm with yours, basically dragging you away from the spot where you had been standing for almost an eternity. “I haven’t had a drink for the whole evening and I am definitely not drunk enough to listen to the King’s speech. I need to be at least slightly tipsy to survive that whilst staying sane.”

“I would have to be close to being passed out to listen to that.”

The two of you quickly weaselled through the buzzing crowd, careful not to step on anyone’s feet or crash into some extravagantly dressed merchant or military couple. But before you even knew it, you unintentionally bumped into a group of Grisha, all dressed in their finest keftas. Even though it was an accident, the girl that you hit the hardest glared at you, a scowl on her face as she eyed you up and down. You expected her to leave it at that and just move on, but the next words that left her mouth hit you like a brick.

“Watch where you’re going. You may be the prince’s whore, but in the end, you’re not worth more than a mere commoner. I wouldn’t be proud of being Lantsov’s mistress.” Her voice was harsh and laced with straight venom. The other Grisha gave you mocking smiles, straightening their backs and continuing to walk away, leaving you in shock.

Her words shouldn’t have hurt as bad as they did. You knew that your frequent visits to Nikolai’s chambers didn’t shine the best light on you, but the fact that even people outside of the Grand Palace were beginning to create this narrative made you sick. Is this really what you wanted for your future? After all, you didn’t even stand a chance to be chosen as his wife, so what exactly should become of your relationship? If you continued the little game you were playing, you would truly end up as the prince’s mistress. Was that something you wanted?

Zoya considered running after them, but when she noticed your blank stare she decided that you needed her attention more. In an attempt to calm you down, she tried to put her hands on your shoulder comfortingly, but you just shrugged them off, suddenly feeling very overwhelmed with all the noise and all the people around you. To try and save yourself from crying in front of a whole ballroom filled with the wealthiest of wealthy, you excused yourself, hurrying off to your own chambers without waiting for Zoya to respond.

However, the Saints didn’t grant you the wish of sulking alone in your room for the night.

It was just past two bells in the morning as three knocks sounded at your door. The fête was still in full swing, judging by the noises that could still be heard, even from your room. You groaned as you shuffled towards the door, rubbing your face to wipe the tear stains off of your cheeks. You had a feeling that you already knew who would stand in front of your door before you even opened it.

“Y/N? What are you doing in there? Are you alright?” Turns out your feeling was right. Nikolai’s voice sounded from the hallway outside your room, obviously perplexed by your sudden departure. You truly considered whether you should open the door, or whether you should just feign being asleep to make him leave, but knowing Nikolai, he would find a way to get into your chambers.

After wiping away the tear stains on your face, trying your best to look at least a little bit presentable, you pressed down on the handle, now being faced with a worried and absolutely dishevelled-looking prince. His face relaxed ever so slightly when he saw that you were alright and safe in your room, but it instantly went back to a frown as soon as he realized that you must have been crying. You took a step back, allowing him to enter before shutting the door behind you.

“Darling, what is going on?” He took a step forward, his hands moving to cup your face, but you dodged his attempted affectionate gesture. It wasn’t like you didn’t appreciate his concern, but you just needed to put some space between the two of you. “Y/N, what happened?”

“Nik, I can’t do this anymore.” Even though you hadn’t even said the words, Nikolai’s face already dropped. He sucked in a harsh breath as he eyed you closely, silently praying that you weren’t going to say what he was thinking. “I can’t keep on doing this. It’s just not working. No matter how hard we’re trying to continue this, it’s just not going to end well. You’ll have to marry eventually and we both know that I’m not even an option, so why do you even keep on stringing me along?”

“Who said you weren’t an option?”

“Everyone! Nikolai, you’re the prince of Ravka for Saints’ sake, you know that your parents would pretty much disown you if you would even consider marrying me. Just think about what the people - your people - would say.”

“Why should they care? Many royals have married commoners and were open about it, so why shouldn’t we have the same privilege?”

“Not many royals marry their mistresses though, do they?” Silence filled the room, creating an even uneasier tension between the two of you. He was visibly taken aback by your comment, so he didn’t say anything for a moment, only letting his gaze travel over your face in disbelief. You could see the confusion on his face, as you tried your very best not to take every single word back. But this was better for both of you. You were doing this for your respective futures.

“What are you saying? You know that you’re not my mistress, Y/N.”

“Everyone else seems to happily disagree with that. And I don’t blame them. They all think that I am just the prince’s little whore and I won’t put up with this anymore. I’m sorry, Nikolai, but it’s for the better.”

“So this is what this is all about? Tell me who these rumours come from and I’ll make sure that they never get spoken again, but please don’t do this. I can’t lose you.” He grabbed your wrist to stop you from moving away, but you couldn’t bare to look at him. The fear of all your walls crumbling back down as soon as your eyes met his was too strong.

“No. My decision is final. Please leave.”

“Y/N-”

“Get out.” You didn’t recognize the voice that just uttered these words. They seemed way too cold and stern to come out of your mouth. Nikolai, however, let go of your hands at once. You could see the hurt behind his eyes, but he did his best to put on a brave face. His lips were pursed as if he was about to go against your command, but he thankfully decided against causing any more distress to your already shaken-up state.

“Is this what you really want?” He asked gently - one last attempt at saving your relationship. But you just nodded tightly, blinking away the painful tears that were already building up in your eyes. Was this really what you wanted? To just throw away everything the two of you had worked so hard on preserving?

“Okay.” Nikolai almost whispered, his previously hurt expression had morphed into a stern one. You hated how good he was at controlling his emotions. It was a trait that you never had the pleasure of sharing. And in moments like this, you needed it more than ever.

He straightened out his back, giving you a barely noticeable nod before turning around and walking towards your door. You felt your heart shatter, knowing that this was probably going to be your final chance to talk to him and explain what was going on, but something inside your head tried to tell you that it was better this way. You could go and find someone closer to your societal standpoint, and he could happily marry someone that could give him the heirs he deserved without having to worry about keeping you around.

“I hope this decision will make you happy. I really do.”

“It will.” You weren’t sure whether he actually heard your last sentence since he was gone before you could even muster up a proper response. Now, you were left alone in your room again, just a bit unhappier than before. But you should be happy, shouldn’t you? The relationship wasn’t healthy for either of you, so the breakup seemed to be the only viable solution. Why did it gnaw at you so much?

The following days were pure torture. It became painfully aware that breaking up with the man you still had to work for wasn’t one of your most glorious ideas. Everyone else around you noticed the way the two of you began to avoid each other, even though you were doing your best to hide the underlying tension by pretending as if nothing had happened. This façade didn’t manage to fool everyone.

“For Saint’s sake, what is going on between you?” Zoya hissed as she tried to casually catch up with you in the hallway without breaking out in a sprint. She had obviously caught the way you distanced yourself from your former boyfriend and made it her priority to figure out what was happening.

“Not much anymore.”

You heard the footsteps behind you halt abruptly after your nonchalant statement. This was probably not what she had been expecting to hear from you.

“What?”

“We broke up.” You turned around to face the Squaller that was still standing in the same place as before. The look on her face was a mixture between shock and confusion - maybe even a small hint of disappointment, but you weren’t too talented at deciphering Zoya’s facial expression. She had always been quite fond of your relationship - whether that was because you kept him from getting on her nerves every once in a while, or because she was just happy for you, you didn’t know - so you knew that she wouldn’t take this information lightly.

“You’re joking?”

“I’m dead serious, Z. Some things just aren’t meant to be.” You answered with a slight shrug, playing off the unease that overcame you after saying that. You couldn’t let something like this get you down. Not now, and not ever.

“I don’t understand.” Zoya finally managed to move from the spot she had been rooted to, again picking up her pace to walk by your side. “I thought you were so happy with each other? What happened?”

“We decided that it would just be better for us to go our separate ways. Our relationship wouldn’t have led anywhere realistically, so this was the best solution for both of us.” She cocked her brow at that. This wasn’t something that she was used to hearing from you. The girl she knew would have done everything in her power to fight for what you and Nikolai had, but now? This didn’t feel right.

“And you’re not sad about that at all?”

“It was inevitable, Zoya. There’s no need to cry about something that wouldn’t have worked anyway.”

“But-”

“No buts. We’re both better off like this. I promise.”

Turns out you weren’t.

Even though you went on about your usual everyday tasks as you always did, it still felt wrong to act as if your separation was mutual and happened without any conflict. You still went out with your friends to get drinks or celebrate a new military achievement, no matter whether Nikolai was coming along or not. Judging by the way you presented yourself, no one would know that you had just broken up with the man you had foolishly hoped to spend the rest of your life with.

But even though you tried to keep up the beaming and unbothered appearance, you weren’t happy. You missed him in every way. His presence, his touch, his comfort - just everything about him. Giving each other the cold shoulder didn’t necessarily help the situation. Still, you told yourself that you would eventually be happier without him. Until then, you just had to continue pretending.

[hangesangel]

I cannot stop thinking about Yelena that knows you have a massive crush on her, and she is lowkey teasing you by staring at you for too long or brushing her hand over your own, maybe even flirting with you to get you all shy and quiet 💕 pleassse a fluffy one shot with this Yelena 😭💓✨

OMGGG hiii Azelma <33 IM SO SORRY this was late,,, ran into some health issues but! one Yelena one shot coming RIGHT UP ☝🏼

- OKAY SO, this is absolutely the cutest thing and honestly i wanted to write a couple of things/head canons before— and pls when i was reading your description and imagining it, deadass got me like: 

- bc i would love to ASSUME, that i can see right past Yelena’s games, but nahhhh Yelena’s too clever to let you get a read on her.

- she stops, retreats, and starts acting different. To the point of making you think you’re a fool for taking it too far. or thinking it had a deeper meaning. making you blush and avoid eye contact.

- she knows you are into her(she’s into you as well, if not more), and has to make you fall into her grasp.

- But it isn’t too far, it’s exactly where she wants ya. Bc you could be looking away, or at a textbook(a school/college setting for this would be perfect for Yelena, especially for your Yandere!Yelena, Azelma ;)

- And when you’re too busy looking over the chapter in the textbook, she’d just probably lightly place her hand over your own thats holding the side of the page, to get your attention, but her words are all related to whatever convo you’re having.

- literally making you go insane on the inside. HEHEE anyways so heres the senario!!!! (sorry this is a lot!)

Cheeky

(i didn’t know what to title this, don’t judge me pls )

Genre: fluff

yelena x reader

Summary: even though the end of the semester is still weeks and weeks away, you were struggling so much with current piled up assignments. It was so much you decided to schedule and meet up with a tutor. Attending one of the largest universities in your city, your tutor could’ve been anyone. So then, little did you expect your classmate to walk in-

- Groaning, and getting more frustrated by the minute, as you were trying to understand the formulas to solve the algebra problems, for your current lesson.

At some point your back was starting to kill you and ache more, from being hunched over, this past half hour. You really were starting to regret the college life, not because of how fun college can sometimes be, or how many benefits you have as a student. But because of the never ending unexpected piled up work that you end up with, the moment you look away for three seconds. Though at least this semester you were able to get out of your comfort zone, slightly and make some friends, which made you look more forward to going to your classes. 

Although teacher wise, you had luck on your side this time, since they’re pretty flexible and understanding. It was the course work that, overtime made your brain utterly stop functioning while doing it. At some point it became a rather, rapid habit for you to use excuses for going to cafes, or libraries, in order to “study”. In reality you’d have the assignment open but it ever barley gets any progress. And that was the routine, for two months later.

Not even your friends could’ve been able to help you now, and you didn’t wanna pressure them more, so you applied for a meeting with a tutor. This time you made sure to understand and put more effort, in make up for the other times you’ve neglected your assignments. Had already gone into the schools system to check what time worked for you and which tutor was available, and then after setting it up to be in person, you now wait. However, there was one other thing lately that had made you look even MORE forward to one of your classes, was a crush you had grew later for your classmate and seat mate, yelena. 

Yelena had always caught your attention. But at the time, it wasn’t enough for you to feel things and to turn you into a heat packet whenever you’d see or talk to her.

Her calm and quiet demeanor, put you under such a spell, it felt like you had to reflect her behavior. Or hide away every time she’d look straight at you, and stare your outfit, down and back up. You absolutely pool into a heated mess and all  her silent flirting made you wanna close off, and hide. Though, you never did, you weren’t so gushing over her that you were blind to her games. You knew exactly what she was doing, and most times you did fall for those games, but you’d do it all over again if it meant spending more time and getting her attention.

Now, here you sit and finally feel the slight uncomfortableness creep in slowly, from smiling for too long. You sit up in your seat, and fix yourself to for more comfort. As looking up in realization, that your tutor still hasn’t arrived and the cafe room you rented for the day is almost up if they don’t come any sooner.

“damn... where are they”, slightly whispering, when you’ve picked up your phone to check the time and open it up. Might as well allow it to entertain you, as you dread these passing minutes. Some part of you thinks you should just collect yourself, give up and just ‘treat yourself’ again. The thought of a delicious meal, with a donut after it was slowly possessing you to act upon the idea. But the other half of you wants to stay, and get some help so you can pass and move on.

But you didn’t need to dread for any longer. Not when, you barely see a figure from the windows, pass next to and pause at the door handle. When the door handle creates it’s own alarm for you to feel relief that the tutor had shown up. Closing the door behind them and settling in, at the same time you, bend to the side at your bag  to get some notes and your assignment. 

“Sorry, i’m late, had a talk with the professor after class.”

You forgive them, and bite down your frustration at them for being a bit late. however, then it all completely flushes away and your frustration turns your blood cold upon, your brain clicking together at who just possibly walked in by the sound of their voice.

“Yelena....!” your voice utterly exposing a bit fear, as you’ve turned to make sure your ears weren’t playing tricks on you. Her light chuckle, at your reaction, reminded you to collect yourself. Yelena seated herself, “Yea! it’s me, Y/N.” looking away to the other side, with a grin and quickly, she pulled out her own laptop on the table in front.

“why? did ya miss me?..” 

automatically turning your head away to the side, with a pfft, to scratch the side of your head. Yelena knew how to pull your strings, how to play with your physical and emotional state just by a single glance. But of course, you aren’t oblivious, you can read exactly what those looks were saying with those eyes.

That’s why you try your hardest to somehow not fall for her games, or at least take control,

“please.. how would i miss you..” mumbling the last part. 

“hmm? you said something?” Not even bothering to look up at you, making you think you were able to get away with that. It was hard for you however, to do that, not when you’ve started to crush hard on her.

Stressfully you take your bottled drink and gulping some of it down, “No, i was just not expecting you to be my tutor, is all.”, not noticing Yelena’s pause in her searchings on her notes, just to slowly look up at you with a smirk but slight jealousy brewing inside. 

“Of course,” Her statement halting to pull her chair closer to you, “i’m your tutor for today, and i’m guessing you must be failing if you need my help.” And here the cycle started, however you were to taken back by her comment, to register how close you both are at the corner of the table, and her forearm touching your own.

“huh?! i’m NOT failing...”, the heat in your face from the physical contact fillling in, “i just couldn’t understand this section, and needed a tutor”, confessing as you turn your head away all shy and offended.

Looking then down and grabbing your pencil to point and to start discussing with Yelena, what you needed help with. You needed to distract yourself and you won’t know how long you’ll last, with your personal bubble constantly being poked at. Quick witted, she takes notice of this and plays along, but doesn’t stop.

Not when everytime she had you peek over at her own notes, she wouldn’t just be nice and give them to you to let you read it over. But rather, make you slightly bend over the table, with your knees still bent, as she stares you and all over your body. Taking a deep breath and then half assed giving you “mmm”, or “yeah, that’s correct”, whenever you ask about something, as if mentally still tutoring you and not at all in her own world sometimes.

After an hour passing, of what should’ve been mainly studying. Turned out to be some studying, teasing, lots of laughing, and you ending up with a cramp in your cheeks. This session, with being able to have time to spend with Yelena is not something you were trade. Feeling far more drawn to her, and got to understand her better. From both ends what started as small verbal battles, the tension turned into a more comfy, relaxed and almost loving atmosphere. 

You’ve both taken breaks now, hand in phone, scrolling thru it as you both laugh at what you find and send it to each other,

(did i mention you exchanged numbers.......)

Finally, the tall blonde taking a deep breath, and sitting up with a suggestion in mind. Almost allowing temptation to take over her, and almost grabbing your hand in hers, she hesitates, enclosing her fingers back to her palm and pull it back. You look over with your eyes still glued to your screen, “Yelena, whats up?”, “you okay?”, sitting up as well and matching her position, as you try to scan whats on her mind, and curiously tilting your head to the right.

She looks at the walls digital timer, and then down at her watch on her left writs, “our time for this room is almost over..” the tone in her sentence, displaying disappointment, as her last words fade quietly. “yeah.. it is.” agreeing before upon continuing,

“Thank you for your help today... though i know we didn’t do much of our assignments or study, but i think i’ve got the hang of it now!” as you looked over the papers in front of you as if to remind you to what had happened as you confessed your words, and ending it with a genuine smile.

Yelena already slightly smiling, but then returning back your big smile, when she looks up to lock her eyes with yours. Suddenly, that flustered feeling creeped in quickly, and you look down out of shyness. Breathing in, “Y/n..”, eyes widening at the gesture of her calling for your name. It does something to you, makes you feel more than just special, especially special to her.

“yea..?” you still avoid contact but respond. She lowers her head hoping it would get you to meet her eyes but for probably, the first time, she failed.

“well... i was just thinking if you’d like to hang out somewhere...after this” Yelena, might’ve failed the first silent gesture, but certainly her verbal proposal halted your actions and you looked up at her in slight awe, but more shocked. “are you serious?”, trying to mask your excited shock as much as possible before continuing, “i mean... where would we go?”, other than the request shocking you, you’re surprised by Yelena’s calmness, she hasn’t teased you in minutes. 

Some part of you hopes Yelena will ask for a small date, or at least hinting at that. Yelena looks around a little and thinks

Before allowing her to respond, you speaking getting her attention, and suggest, “maybe we can go to that cute cafe at the corner, and get something to eat? i am hungry, how about yourself?” asking and curiously waiting for her answer.

Her ears perking at the idea, “A cute cafe at the streets corner...? you mean that couples’ cafe?” Yelena selectively dragging her words, as you nod and respond “yes! that one!”

Although Yelena’s behavior took you back once again, because sure it was a “couples’ cafe”, because to your local UNI, it’s common people go on dates there and even couples hang round there oftenly

But, for you, it was your favorite cafe because it was also a “nature” cafe. The delicious scent of coffee and food, along with the aromatherapy the workers apply there, and the best part was they had two cats that roamed the cafe. It had became your comfort place over time.

  Pursing her lips inwardly together, the muscles creating a small, tiny smile, Yelena looks to the side and regains herself. To look back and say “aahh.. Y/n so you did you wanna go on a date with me?” She laughs a little cooing at you, and continues, “....our sweet, innocent Y/n, why didn’t you just ask me out?”, “instead of just teasing me and beating around the bush?”

  At this point you were beyond baffled, and frozen at her comment, and teasing remarks. If anything she was playing around with you. You would’ve kept your likeness towards her as closed off as possible. Not ever thinking they’d have an interest in you.

The past small, but lingering time you spent with her, maybe even start to consider getting close. At the same time keeping a distance so she wouldn’t notice. Oh, but as the universe saw this and pushed Yelena to your game. As you’ve started to calm down from the shock and back to reality. You see Yelena almost rushly collecting her stuff and to get up out of her seat afterwards.

“so? what do you say?” the question turning your attention to her, still stunned. “oh!, oh yeah,” agreeing and suddenly your body is functioning again, and even without your own control. Gathering your stuff along with her. wanting to say something, to add on unneeded context, “i don’t have much plans for today, at all so, i’m down..” , finally cleaning everything up. Picking up your backpack to swing it to your back, as you’ve continued talking, “It’s a really pretty cafe! i think you’ll love it there!” walking around the table to meet where Yelena had waited for you at the door. Finishing off with giving up, a smile at her, and she too returns the expression with adoreness in her eyes as she looks down.

Yelena, had never shown it but deep down loved hearing you talk, especially when you forgot yourself  and just kept rambling. Absolutely her favorite thing.

“mmhm,”, “c’mon, i’ll drive us there too.” she offers, right before opening the door. 

You won’t understand how fast you got to this point, but you’re not complaining. In fact, your even thanking the universe, you feel like a hyper, excited child on the inside. 

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also smth else i wanna add, i saw that audio from tiktok that goes

    “you left your diary at my house.”

“and i read those pages- you really love me... baby”

this really was Yelena x Reader, in this.

[espie-cake]

Reader X male hunters under a mistletoe

Okay everyone! Here’s the project that me and Vera have been working on! These will be individual scenarios! Now, have a merry Christmas and a happy new year everyone!!

Wu Chang

It was a cold day and dreary day, the birds weren’t chirping their usual tune, the ground was layered by thick fluffy snow, and you, along with your two lovers were sitting next to a fire place, each enjoying some hot cocoa. You three embraced this moment, the silence was calming, until… “OW!” You and xie turned to your left to see Wujiu fanning his tongue, “Are you alright, Wujiu?” Xie asked. “Yeah, I guess im okay.” Wujiu responded with a slight smile on his face. You didn’t really know how to respond to the situation so you brought up going outside, “Love, are you sure? It doesn’t seem like a good time to go outside.” Xie remarked, “It’ll be fine! We have winter clothing anyway so we’ll be okay! Don’t be such a sore thumb, let’s go!” As soon as you finished your sentence, you dragged Wujiu and Xie, both of them not being able to finish their hot cocoa (wow reader how dare you /j)

You three had a blast. Snowmen littered the front of the manor, and some of your fellow manor residents joined you. Everyone seemed to be in the holiday spirit, and the best part was that matches were canceled for the whole week.

You all got back into the manor, still giggling after all that, once you three got to the foot of the door, you all saw a mistletoe, you looked at your two lovers and kissed them both on the lips,

“Merry Christmas, Wu Chang.”

Violinist

It was Christmas week, you and Antonio were still in bed, the snowy morning sun illuminated your room, these types of mornings were always your favorite, being in the arms of your lover, a few days before Christmas was all you could ask for, but reality soon caught up to you and your partner, “WAKE UP CADETS!!! ITS TIME FOR BREAKFAST!!!” You jumped at the sound of Martha’s voice, right… it’s time to get up…

“Did you sleep well, love?” You heard Antonio ask, “Mhm, well until Martha decided to wake us up, hehe” you and Antonio giggled and got up to get ready for the day.

You both got to the dining hall, where everyone was. The chatter today was quite surprising, the more conserved ones were being a bit louder today, but that isn’t a bad thing.

Eventually you and Antonio finished, and quickly you left for your room.

The peaceful silence was back, you both wallowed in the current situation. Slight kisses and cuddles were shared between the both of you. Antonio got up, taking your hand in his.

“May I have this dance, Y/N?” You looked at him, wide-eyed but you agreed, there wasn’t any music, yet it felt magical. Spending your time like this with your lover was all you could ask for.

Once you both finished, you coincidentally ended up at the foot of your door, something peculiar caught your eye;

A mistletoe.

Wax artist (pls note that this fic will be slightly suggestive at the end hehe)

“3…2…1..” you take your hands off of your hands to see a beautiful wax sculpture of yourself, “I didn’t really have enough time… I’m sorry if it looks-“ you cut him off with a kiss. “Are you kidding me? It looks lovely, Philip.” He blushed at your remark, “Hoho~ someone’s flushed.” You teased with a giggle. He looked away in embarrassment.

You, Philip, and his sister celebrated the holiday together. Nobody else came but hey, you had your lover and best friend with you, how could you not be content? Soon, his sister left. The festivities were over, decorations strung all over the house. Still, this Christmas was wonderful.

You and Philip finished cleaning up. You both decided to keep the decorations up until the next day. “Oh, I forgot to do a few things.” You heard Philip say a few feet away from you. He grabbed your hand and brought you under a mistletoe, giving you a light kiss on the lips. After that, you saw a cheeky glimmer in his eyes.

“Now, are you ready for the real main course, Y/N?”

GUYS I AM SO SPRRY I SLEPT ON THIS BECAUSE I GOT LAZY AND I WASNT ABLE TO ADD JOSEPH I SWEAR I’LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU BY WRITING THE SECOND PART OF STALKER JOSEPH PLS DONT PUT MY HEAD ON A PIKE

[satoruvt]

know i’ll keep it forever

pairing → kim mingyu x reader

word count → 770

genre → fluff. just complete fluff ↳ tags: established relationship, Self Indulgent (tm), mingyu is annoying and my favorite person, cold medicine </3, mingyu being a housewife really, mentions of soup., mc is sick and mingyu is Done, crying i wish this was me rn, a single kiss, cute teasing and banter i think, anniversary shenanigans sick ver

song inspo → emerald by rini <3

warnings → none i think!!!

a/n → guys. this is actually the most self indulgent work ive ever written because its my 1 year with svt and im SICK. anyways i figured i cant do a fic for every member LOL so i decided to do mingyu because he was my very first bias in svt!!!! 1 year is a long time for me hehe so i hope this feels as special to you as it does to me... thank you for reading on such a special day <3

It takes more effort than you thought it would to swallow down the medicine (cherry flavored cold medicine because it was all the store had in stock), and you let out a weak cough when you finish, shivering at what little you could taste of it. Mingyu sighs, taking the the little plastic cup from your hand.

“Stop being dramatic,” he tells you, and you gawk at him like he’s insane.

“Dramatic?” You repeat, motioning to your sick self covered in blankets and surrounded by tissues. “I’m dying!”

Mingyu rolls his eyes but both of you are smiling. In all honesty, this isn’t the worst cold you’ve ever had - more annoying than anything else. You take a generous sip of the water Mingyu’s offered you, hoping it’ll wash away the lingering taste of alcohol and fake cherry. “I can’t believe you got sick on our anniversary,” he says as you swallow. It’s not teasing like before, more like disappointed awe. Neither of you expected your own health to get in the way of things.

You place the glass back on the bedside table, your hand moving to rest on the side of Mingyu’s face. He leans into it. “I’m sorry,” you tell him, feeling guilty. “I know you had a lot planned.”

He shakes his head, hand resting on top of yours. “It’s not your fault. Maybe we needed a night in, anyways. A sign from the gods.”

You giggle but it dissolves into a few coughs, and Mingyu looks at you with puppy dog eyes that make you want to get better immediately. But even at your most resilient, it takes a few days to get back to full health, and you know you’ll be bedridden for a while. 

“You’re gonna catch whatever I have if you stay here any longer,” you tell him, moving your hand away from him. Your fever gives you cold chills and all you want is to cuddle up next to him (he’s basically a human heater anyways) but you hold yourself back, not wanting him to share your pain. “You should stay at the dorms tonight.”

“What happened to dying?”

“I’ll die alone if it means you’re safe.”

Mingyu pushes your shoulder with so little force you barely move at all, but you groan out loud like you were punched with all of his weight behind it. “I’m sick and dying,” you wail, writing under your blankets, “and this is what you do to me.”

“Sorry, baby,” Mingyu says, adjusting himself so he stops your wriggling. “Want me to kiss it better?”

You already know where he’s going with this. “Kim Mingyu,” you warn, watching his face come closer. “You will not.”

“Who’s gonna stop me?” He asks, grinning ear to ear. He only gets closer, blankets ruffling under the shift of his weight towards you. “You’re too weak.”

“If you get sick, I’m gonna have to take care of you,” you tell him like it’s a threat. You don’t try to stop him, still. “You’re more dramatic than me, and I’m gonna have to baby you for a week.”

Mingyu shrugs, not bothering to hide his amusement. “I’ll look forward to it.”

And then he kisses you square on the lips, kind and sweet just as usual. He’s warm and your sick brain convinces you that he’s already crossed the line, there’s no use in holding back now, so you melt into him and kiss him back, hoping the medicine taste still doesn’t linger on your lips.

It’s a quick kiss, ending soon after it starts. You flick Mingyu on the forehead and he immediately recoils, whining. “You are unbelievable.”

“Think of it as an anniversary present,” he says, cheeky. You wouldn’t be able to hide the grin on your face even if you wanted to. “It goes along well with the soup I’m about to cook for you.”

“Really,” you hum, watching him clean up a few cough drop wrappers and rogue tissues. You’ve always been aware of it, but you really are lucky.

(Sometimes you think it’s not luck, but fate.)

“Hey,” you call right before Mingyu leaves the bedroom. He turns around to look at you, cute and confused pout on his lips. “You know I love you, right?”

You swear he shines brighter than the sun whenever you tell him. “I know,” he affirms, like he still can’t believe it (like he’s the one who needs to be in disbelief). “I love you too.”

Sleep catches you in a haze of what you can smell of Mingyu’s cologne mixed with the sound of him already starting to sniffle.