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synthetickitsune · 1 year

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angst 16 and fluff 32 with jeonghan please? and that will be my last one haha i'm just so happy that your requests are open. and i just wanted to say thank you so much for your service really, you are legitimately one of my favorite writers on here and i love your blog so much. also you're really sweet and friendly and i appreciate u! <33 have fun writing and don't put too much pressure on yourself, take care, love you 💖

aah, thank you so much!! it took a while but i hope you'll like this ♡

Jeonghan (Seventeen) | Scaring them + “It’s okay. I’m here.” angst/comfort | 0.9k | gn!reader

“I-”

“Shut up.”

You’re seething on the opposite end of the sofa, your knees hugged to your chest and your body so tense he’s afraid something in it might snap. He can barely see you in the faint light coming in from the kitchen. Jeonghan’s just helpless about what to do now.

He realizes, in hindsight, that the prank was stupid. You did mention you like horror movies, that you enjoyed being scared sometimes. Still, he should’ve known better and he’s angry with himself that he didn’t. It’s dark, it’s late, you’ve had a long day, and already had to walk through the dark streets, of course you’d be on edge, and then he jumped out at you from the shadows in your home before you could turn on the lights.

It’s funny when Mingyu shrieks and pouts and complains, but he sees now it’s not so funny when you’re the one screaming and trembling, pushing him away when he tries to hug you and make up. You won’t even look at him.

He pushes his luck and cautiously moves to sit a little closer. You don’t pay him any mind so he monitors your reactions and continues until he’s sitting right next to you without really touching you. You glare at him when he opens his mouth, and from this close he can see the corners of your eyes are red and you look like you’re about to cry. His heart drops, and Jeonghan can’t resist the urge to hug you, to touch you, but he can slow it down.

To his surprise, you let him wrap his arms around you, you hug him back too, slowly uncurling from your previous position. He maneuvers you until his back is against the armrest and you’re almost lying on top of him, clinging to him with desperation that matches his own.

“It’s okay, I’m here,” he whispers, tucking your head under his chin after he plants a kiss to your forehead.

“It’s not okay, because you’re here,” you counter. You have every right to be upset, he acknowledges, and he deserves this but it feels like someone is trying to crush his heart in their fist.

“I know, I’m so stupid,” he agrees, squeezing you a little tighter in hopes you won’t push him away again.

“Extremely stupid,” you hiss.

“Dumbest person alive~” he sing-songs and while you don’t laugh, you scoff and that’s alright for now. At least you’re not struggling to get out of his embrace.

He holds you tightly and when you don’t say anything more, Jeonghan starts humming the melody as softly as he can. His hand rubs circles over your back, soothing you until the tension melts from your body. He closes his eyes and gets a little lost in the feeling of holding you, chasing away the unpleasant memory of you fighting against him, of you shaking in fear in his hold. That’s something he doesn’t wanna experience again, much less so when he knows it was his own doing.

But then you start moving and you want him to let go of you - he can’t stop the quiet whine that spills from his lips. You pause and everything is still for a moment before you sigh.

“I just want to see you, Han,” you explain and pull away just enough to look at his face. He gives you an apologetic smile, adjusting his position so you’re both comfortable and he can keep holding you.

“I’m sorry,” he finally gets to apologize. He nearly melts when you shift in his arms just so you could put your forehead against his.

“I know you are,” you accept, “So I hope you won’t-”

“I won’t. I’m never doing it again, I promise,” he quickly reassures you, and the only thing that stops him from pulling you flush against his body again is your hand against his chest. You frown seeing how quickly he freezes.

“I just wanna see you when we talk,” you tell him again and he quickly agrees, settling against the pillows again. “I’m not leaving, Jeonghan.”

He nods with a sigh and brings one hand to your face, gently stroking your face. “I’m just really sorry I scared you so much. I didn’t mean to.”

“I know,” you press a kiss to his cheek, “Don’t beat yourself up over it.”

He hums, and you know he won’t listen to you, so you make a note to remind him again tomorrow. For now, you think you both just need some time. You talk some more, ask each other about your days, and when he starts getting too distracted, you snuggle closer to him under the excuse of being tired.

Nobody is as doting as Jeonghan, more so when he knows he has something to make up for. He cuddles you for a few more minutes, careful to keep you nice and warm, rubbing your arms and back and whispering in his soft voice. He helps you to bed, tucks you in and gets you anything you need - glass of water, a little snack if you get hungry during the night, he sets up your phone to be charged. But just one word from your lips and he’s under the covers with you, holding you again. When he promises to protect you, you know you’re as safe as you could ever be.

#seventeen reactions #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen fluff #seventeen x reader #svt fluff #svt scenarios #jeonghan scenarios #jeonghan x reader #jeonghan fluff #drabble #comfort #requested

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agendabymooner · 10 months

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ice ice baby ! oliver b. x ofc (driver!raikkonen!reader)

summary: kimi and vera raikkonen’s eldest daughter, romania ‘(a)roma’ coppola-raikkonen, debuted in formula one as an aston martin rookie for the mexico grand prix free practice alongside her designated ‘best friend’ ollie bearman, who drove for haas.

AND everyone seemed to be interested in their peculiar friendship… which was funny because they don’t seem to be friends in that way seeing as they referred to themselves by their ship name ‘the ice bears.’

content warning: use of explicit language, fluff, mentions of overprotective!dad!kimi raikkonen, simp!ollie, pet names, flirting on main, established relationship-esque (friends to lovers), brief mentions of coppola!ofc (vera) x kimi raikkonen, f2 drivers clowning each other, we bare bears reference

note: making this because i’m trying to immerse myself in other categories of motorsport that isn’t just f1 🫶 here’s some ollie bearman content

a - n masterlist

o - z masterlist

if you’d like to get on one of my taglists, check this post out!

tagged astonmartinf1, artgp_official, olliebearman

liked by theopourchaire21, arthur_leclerc, frederikvestiofficial

theopourchaire21 what happened to “through thick and thin theo” 🤧 what happened to “i’ll tag you in our photos later théo”

jolauriraikkonen my sister is a liar

kimimatiasraikkonen watch your words, johann

jolauriraikkonen oops my bad

frederikvestiofficial why am i not here 💀 i thought you’re gonna post our dump pics from the paddock but screw me and théo ig 😕

romaraikkonen 🥲 why am i being attacked

jackdoohan wait y’all got photos? 😀

user1 LMFAO NOT JACK BEING LEFT OUT BY THE QUADRUPLETS 😭✋ poor bby

artgp_official green looks good on you 🤩💚 liked by romaraikkonen

astonmartinf1 ice ice baby! 🥶🧊 liked by romaraikkonen

veracopparaikko happy to see you and the boys, aroma 😍 liked by romaraikkonen

theopourchaire21 mrs. raikkonen 🫶

jackdoohan 💪💗

frederikvestiofficial happy to see you too vera! ✨🙏

olliebearman theopourchaire21 jackdoohan frederikvestiofficial 🙂🙂 liked by romaraikkonen

user2 he’s staking his claim fr 😩

kimimatiasraikkonen 🤔🫥

user3 RIP OLLIE 😭

arthur_leclerc favouritism now that i see it 🙂

olliebearman as you should

user4 girlypop is one step away from barking at everyone and keeping roma from the boys 😭😭😭

olliebearman user4 🐕

user4 on it boss 🫡

tagged olliebearman

liked by felipedrugovich, victormartinsfr, arthur_leclerc

user1 ICE BEARS CONTENT 🥶😍

ferraridriveracademy the icegirl and our favourite simp 💗🫡

arthur_leclerc the most nauseating duo in the academy 🤩

theopourchaire21 real 💪

romaraikkonen cry about it 😩🙏

veracopparaikko soooo cute 🥰 liked by romaraikkonen

kimimatiasraikkonenn no he’s not 😑 liked by romaraikkonen

romaraikkonen DAD PLZ— 💀

user2 at least we know which raikkonen favours ollie and which one would rather leave him out in the cold

user3 live laugh love overprotective kimi

olliebearman grind on deez n— liked and pinned by romaraikkonen

romaraikkonen pinning this so everyone in the grid can shame you 😋

arthur_leclerc ollie… 😰

frederikvestiofficial jail behaviour

victormartinsfr put him in the doghouse

kimimatiasraikkonen 😐

theopourchaire21 TELL HIM KIMI!!!

olliebearman that’s my biggest regret ever.

romaraikkonen as it should

user4 y’all worried about putting ollie in the doghouse when they’re out here actually posting couple shit??? uhm????

user5 was this allowed???

romaraikkonen yeah

arthur_leclerc kimi caught her and ollie kissing once that’s why they’re open about it now haha 😂

romaraikkonen ARTHUR!!

olliebearman the lad isn’t wrong 😑

♡ moony’s reminder 🅶 (general): @hiraethrhapsody @avaleineandafryingpan

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diddybok · 1 year

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finding a present you got them.

all characters depicted in my writing are from my own imagination and do NOT in anyway represent nor reflect the people in real life :)

➩pairing: ot8 x gn!reader

➩genre(s): fluff, boyfriend!stray kids

➩warnings: swearing, violence (not bad i promise), suggestiveness

➩wc: 4.2k (4,200) each varies from 330-700 words!

➩author’s note: isn’t it funny how you’re reading this and it not actually happening to you? come my love, let us hold hands whilst we cry and be delusional.

chris

You decided to visit Chris at work. You had bought him a present that you think he would really appreciate. Greeting the staff members, you made your way up to his studio and entered the code to get in.

You always loved seeing him hard at work, it was just something about how he concentrates so deeply on a song that was so sexy to you.

You walked in and placed your bag and some food you got him on the sofa. He had his headphones in so you gently wrapped your arms across his shoulders and placed a kiss on his cheek. He instantly paused what he was working on and took off his headphones.

“Hey baby what are you doing here?” He asks excitedly as he brings you to sit on his lap. He doesn’t let you reply straight away as he draws your face closer to his to kiss you lovingly.

“I have a surprise for you.” You say softly.

“Is that so?” He says raising an eyebrow at you. He pats the side of your thigh as you get up and run to your bag and pull out the gift box you have.

You make your way back over to him, but you miss the almost sorry look he gives you before it lightens up again.

You hand it to him to open and he does, careful not to make a mess of the wrapping paper. As the item is revealed he gasps.

“Wait woah, I wasn’t expecting these! Baby thank you so much oh my gosh!” He gleams.

“You like them?” You ask as you watch him pull the new noise cancelling headphones out of the box.

“Like them? Babe I love them. Thank you so much!” He says pulling you onto his lap to place kisses all over your cheeks.

“There’s more waiting for you at home.” You say laughing at how cute he looks trying his new headphones on.

“Is it the new joggers you got me?” He says admiring his newest addition to his studio.

It was as if the DJ had just scratched the record and the waitstaff just dropped flutes of champagne. It hadn’t dawned on Chris what he had just said until he looked at you and the smile fell from his face and the reality of what he just said settled in.

“Oh fuck. I meant what is it? Haha.” He awkwardly laughs to try and cover up his mistake. It was too late though as your arms had begun their journey to cross over your chest and your bottom lip en route to stick out.

“No don’t do that.” Chris says now mirroring your pout. “I promise that was a mistake. I wasn’t going to tell you that I saw you wrapping up my gifts. You looked too cute and happy to ruin the surprise.” He explains trying to pry your arms open. Lucky for him you weren’t putting up much of a fight and he wraps your arms around his neck and carries you over to sit on the sofa.

“You deserve an Oscar for that performance” You mumble. He chuckles lightly and sways you gently.

“I do don’t I?” He agrees, but it earns a sharp glance his way and he quickly apologises.

“Well since you knew I was going to give you those. Can you be surprised when I say I also brought you dinner?” You ask.

“That I didn’t actually know so let’s eat together. Then I’ll treat you to whatever dessert you want as an apology”. At that your face broke it’s annoyed exterior and you both smiled.

He may have known what you got him but at least he tried to act like he didn’t. Honestly, who could ask for a better boyfriend?

minho

You’re laying on your bed on your stomach scrolling through TikTok’s. Your ‘For You’ page has been filled with loads of videos that have been making you laugh, some getting a snort out of you.

“Uh oh seems we have a little piglet that has entered the house.” Minho says jumping on your legs and straddling your thighs.

“Rude and disrespectful. Though these are really funny videos.” You say humming with laughter. Minho starts making a beat, slapping your butt cheeks and giving them a squeeze here and there.

You would act surprised, but his infatuation with people’s bums are something that should be studied. But by STAY, not you. If you come across one more video of him attacking the boys’ butts you will start to side eye him.

He continues his impromptu song-making session as you continue to scroll. Doongie strolls in and jumps up on the bed, curling up by Minho’s pillow. Resting his little head to sleep to the sound of ‘drums’, he is startled by your eruption of laughter.

“Shh you woke Doongie. What are you even watching that’s so funny?” Minho says now laying fully on top of your back leaning his head around yours to see your phone.

You go to turn and explain to him what the video was, but a strong scent filled your senses. A scent you have smelt before, but certainly not on him.

“Min, babe, I like your cologne. Is it new?” You question carefully.

“Yep! I was looking for your nail file in your bag and found a wrapped present addressed to me. So I obviously opened it. I smell good don’t I? I’ve been receiving a lot of compliments from it today. Thank you by the way.” He says dismissively, giving your cheek a quick peck.

“How long ago did you find it?” You say trying to seem unbothered.

“Hmm, maybe a week?”

You choke slightly. So all that panicking thinking you had lost this really expensive cologne was for nothing. Because your boyfriend had found it and was getting all the compliments from your present to him.

You turn around the best you can underneath him, your phone to one side replaying the video over and over again. He looks down at you with a cheeky smile.

“Not cool.” You say.

“Oh come on, I’m sorry. I couldn’t pretend I hadn’t seen it though. Does it make it better that today was the only day I had worn it?” Minho says in between planting kisses all over your face.

“No.”

“Forgive me? I know of some ways I can make it up to you. Ways that will need for me to reapply it once I’m finished.” He purrs winking at you.

You turn your head to stop him from seeing the way you blushed at his words. He gently grabs your chin and turns your head to face him again.

“I think you squeezing your thighs together is a yes hmm kitten?” He whispers against your lips. Unable to control your breathing, you groan and run your fingers through his hair.

“Doongie, please leave. I don’t want you to see just how I am going to show my forgiveness to Y/n.” He says directing that at the orange fur ball but smirking at you.

It seems Doongie got the message because he swiftly exited the room. Just as long as you both don’t overrun and miss his and his sibling’s dinner time like last time!

changbin

Changbin walked in the house and threw his gym bag in the utility room to unpack later. He had finished early at the studio today so he thought to get his gym session in earlier today and surprise you.

However, there was no sign of you anywhere. He went to your shared bedroom and that’s when he heard the shower on and your lovely attempt at singing one of their songs.

Deciding he would very much like to join you in the shower, he goes to the wardrobe to grab a clean towel. Something had caught his eye, a bright red bag at the bottom of the wardrobe tucked away in the corner.

His interest piqued, he pulls the bag out and brings it over to the window to see it better in the light.

Inspecting the gym bag he smiles knowing this was all you, but then he finds ‘Chang-been getting swole!’ written down the side. He lets out a roar of a laugh clearly amused by your choice of word play.

It seems he was laughing for so long and very loudly that he didn’t hear the shower turn off and you call out his name.

You come racing in to find him bent over laughing wiping stray tears. Changbin immediately stops laughing when he feels a sting on his backside. He turns around looking at you incredulously, holding the cheek you just attacked.

“Should’ve named it ‘Chang-been caked up’ that shit jiggle.” You tease, wrapping your towel tighter around you.

“How. Dare. You. Smack my butt and then say it jiggles.” Changbin says eyes wide. Momentarily looking at you in your towel, but then back up to your face.

“How dare you laugh at the present I was going to give you?” You fire back. “Plus I couldn’t help myself, it’s just so juicy.”

“Yah!” he says before chasing you around the house. You had better hope you run and hide quickly if you still want to keep your backside!

hyunjin

“Babe?” Hyunjin pokes his head around the corner of the kitchen looking for your whereabouts. He was in the studio finishing a painting before he heard you scramble in. Usually greeting him with a kiss, he hadn’t seen you. That was an hour ago.

Trying his luck upstairs again, he sees the door to his studio is shut. That’s strange, I could’ve sworn I had left it open? He slowly approaches the door, placing the side of his head on the door to listen for any sign of you inside. Nothing.

He swings open the door and sees crumpled wrapping paper thrown all over the room. However what catches his eye is the mahogany wooden box, open to reveal the most finely crafted paint brush set.

He makes his way over to admire the collection, gently picking up and inspecting each brush before setting it back down in its designated spot in the box.

He quickly tiptoes out of the studio, making sure he left everything as he found it. As he was walking down the stairs with a wide grin on his face, he runs straight into you.

He jumps back all dramatic whilst you stand there staring at him with one eyebrow raised, a lollipop in your mouth.

“What’re you doing?” You question, folding your arms.

“What, no kiss hello? What flavour lollipop is that?” Hyunjin asks not giving you time to answer as he snatches it out your mouth and puts it in his.

“Yum strawberry, imagine that?” He releases the sweet with a ‘pop’ and places one arm on the wall. “Well I mean it is red so one could only assume. Though nowadays watermelon sweets are red so it could be tricky to decipher which is which. Then again you could just read the label-”

You groan overzealously which halts his rambling. You drop your arms and head in defeat and lackadaisically wander around him to the kitchen.

“What?” He says right on your tail. “Did you want the lollipop back? I mean you can have it if you want, but it’s kinda tasty.”

You shut him up with your lips on his. His eyes are wide as he looks at you quizzically.

“I hope you enjoy them my love” You say rolling your eyes as you caress his cheek.

Hyunjin bashfully looks at you and places the lollipop to your lips. You part them willingly to let the sweet treat in and immediately you are lifted off the ground and spun in the air.

“Thank you thank you thank you!” He exclaims as he spins you causing you to laugh. He places you down gently, removes the lollipop from your mouth and places a soft kiss on your lips. “I love you sweetheart.”

jisung

Jisung was playing games on your phone and singing some of their unreleased music as you were in the kitchen cooking.

He was about to get ready to belt the next line when a notification caught his attention.

‘Your Dior Order Confirmation…’

He may have gotten excited and clicked on it considering you were both talking about some Dior sunglasses the other day.

What had surprised him though, was the style that was seemingly what you had bought, looked a lot like the ones he had on his wish list. Matter of fact, he is certain they are the correct ones.

“Hey Ji, dinner’s almost ready!” You yell from the kitchen. He gets up hurriedly and makes his way into the kitchen, getting plates from the cupboard.

Though he tries, he can’t contain the excitement that is clearly showing on his face.

“What’s got you smiling so brightly? Did you complete a hard level of Wordscapes?” You ask plating the food.

“Me?”

You look around the empty apartment. “Yes you, ain’t no one else in this place.”

Jisung is still gleaming as he makes his way around you, getting glasses and filling them up with your respective choice of drink. As he goes to walk past you again, you carefully stop him, placing your hand on his chest.

“Ji…what did you do?” You ask him slowly.

“Nothing! I just love you so much. You are the best ever and I’m going to marry you someday.” He says smiling down at you. You smile softly and place a loving kiss on his lips.

──・──・・✿ ・・──・──

Your belly was fully after finishing your dinner. Jisung had washed up and insisted you both have ice cream for dessert. Though you felt you were about to explode.

As he was digging around in the freezer, you checked your phone for any messages. As you unlocked it, you were surprised to see the page it was left on.

You put two and two together instantly and couldn’t stop the rumble of laughter. He really did remind you of a toddler in many ways. It did bum you out sadly that you couldn’t surprise him fully with his gift, but it’s okay.

His mood was much more jovial since he had read that email and you found it unbelievably cute. Now here he was stuffing his cheeks with ice cream. You called his name to see the full ‘quokka face’ in action. Big eyes, raised eyebrows and big puffy cheeks. You leaned in and kissed his lips, they were cold and tasted like chocolate. You wiped the edge of his mouth with your thumb and sucked off some of the creamy goodness.

“I love you and your inability to hide anything from me” You chuckle. He tilts his head and swallows what was left in his mouth.

“Why would I hide anything from my baby?” He asks genuinely confused.

“I know you read the email.”

He starts shaking his head apologetically and mumbling incoherent apologies. “I really am sorry, I didn’t mean to look at it, but I was just playing the game and then it popped down on the screen and then I got excited because we were talking about it the other day. I’m sorry!” He rambles.

“It’s okay JiJi” You laugh watching him scramble to put the bowl once full with ice cream down and cuddle up with you.

“When I said I was going to marry you, it wasn’t because you buy me things, but because I really do want to spend my life with you. You take such good care of me when I sometimes don’t.” He confirms.

“I know, I would never think you would marry me for my money because you’re obviously not doing well for yourself huh” You joke.

“Ha ha real funny”

“Okay okay, I love you and your wallet Ji.” You tease kissing his forehead before snuggling up to him.

felix

“Fifi and the flowertots~” You sing around your shared apartment looking for your boyfriend. You went into his gaming room and was shocked to see he wasn’t there gaming or building lego sets. You take a look at the office chair he has and remember all the conversations about him complaining about his neck and his back.

You sigh softly and continue down the hall to the kitchen, humming along to the song of choice you use to call your boyfriend.

It certainly wasn’t a lovely day as what you saw stopped you dead in your tracks. It had been a while since Felix baked, but that wasn’t what surprised you.

It was the ginormous chef’s hat he was wearing. The one that you had bought as a set with his-

“Oh hi doll, ‘m making brownies!” He exclaims facing you with flour on his cheeks. You look down at the apron he’s wearing.

‘Don’t brown nose me for my brownies >:(’ it reads. His eyes follow yours and he looks down at his apron.

“Oh yeah, I really liked it and I couldn’t wait to bake with my new attire. So…I put it on and started baking.” He sheepishly admits, bringing his fingers to his neck.

You run over to him, unable to deny how cute he looks in his gift and pull him into a warm embrace.

“You know you look really cute right now. That’s the only thing from stopping me being mad at you for unpacking my gift and wearing it without me giving it to you.” You giggle.

“Cute? I don’t know, I think I wanna look sexy in this.” He says cupping your face with both hands and pretending to think.

“That’s an easy solution to fix. Clothes off. Apron and hat on.” You propose. You see a faint colouring of pink adorn his honey freckled cheeks.

“Oh. I mean. Well yeah sure.” He chokes out. You smile and bring his lips down to meet yours. He smiles into the kiss and releases with a sigh of content.

“Hey Lix”

“Hmm?”

“Don’t ruin my surprise again.” You say smiling.

“Don’t worry doll I won’t! You can have some freshly baked brownies as a sorry.” He clears his throat. “Then maybe we can test the whole, just apron on thing.” Felix lowly speaks.

“I would say you would make me a very happy person if you did both” You smile and kiss him once more before moving to sit at the island and patiently wait for your brownies.

Lucky for you, he thinks that’s his only gift. It’s going to be hard work lugging a gaming chair to his gaming room without him noticing!

seungmin

You fumble with the keys in your hand trying to unlock the front door. Why you thought you could carry your bags, some food shopping and takeout all in one trip you don’t know. Yet here you are cursing at some metal for not getting in the hole.

Suddenly the door opens and your fingers breathe, the weight being lifted off of them. You walk inside and close the door quickly. Careful to not let all the heat from the house escape outside.

“Thanks minnie” You sigh as you kick your shoes off and join him as he unloads the shopping.

You wrap your arms around him and rest your head on his back, enjoying the warmth he emits.

“This hoodie is so soft, I am definitely stealing it for a day” You say rubbing your cheek against it.

“Aht Aht! Stop rubbing up on my hoodie. You’re not stealing this one, this one is special.” Seungmin says turning round to embrace you properly and place a kiss on your forehead.

“Why?” You say as you step out of his embrace slightly and look at his new hoodie.

Wait.

“You gotta be shitting me.”

“The food smells so good, I’ll plate it up. You go find something for us to watch” He says ignoring your last words and grabbing the food containers.

“You’re wearing it!”

“Sight is such a spectacular thing to have. I’m lucky we are both blessed to see” He nonchalantly states.

“Why can’t you be a normal boyfriend and wait for me to surprise you with a gift instead of you surprising me by wearing it?” You say lightly slapping his arm to which he fails to hide his smile as he tries to avoid the onslaught of hits.

“‘Cause then I would have to pretend to not know that you got me a gift. I always know as soon as I see you looking at the labels of my hoodies or asking the boys what clothes I’ve been looking at recently. It’s cute.” He smiles kissing the pout off of your lip.

“Thank you baby I love it. Now let’s go eat.” He says kissing you one more time before tapping your butt to send you off to the living room.

One day you’ll be able to surprise him with a gift. Just not any time soon.

jeongin

You and Jeongin are walking hand in hand down the street, running errands and aimlessly browsing in stores. One of your errands was to pick up your ring that you had got replenished.

“I’ll be right back, ‘m just gonna get my ring. You can go in the clothes store and I’ll meet you in there?” You say giving a slight squeeze to his hand.

“You sure? I don’t mind waiting.” He says looking at all of the jewellery in the store before settling back to your eyes.

“Yeah I wont be long, plus I’ll know what section to find you in anyways” You reassure.

Jeongin nods once before squeezing your hands three times. ‘I love you’ he says through the action and you quickly respond, giggling to yourself.

──・──・・✿ ・・──・──

Getting your ring back took longer than expected. So much longer that when you went to find Jeongin in the store you knew he’d be at, he was already waiting outside of it sat on a bench nearby.

He had a big bag of clothes and shoes that he said he would show you once you were home. He said he ‘Couldn’t help himself’ and ‘You weren’t there to monitor him’. To which you just rolled your eyes in response.

Now you’re sat on the sofa as he gives you a fashion show, which you are thoroughly enjoying.

“And for the last outfit, drumroll please” He announces around the corner. You start to tap the armrest of the sofa to mimic drums which cues his entrance.

The smile that once adorned your face fell all the way to your knees as you stared at his outfit open mouthed in shock.

“That is not a ‘he’s so sexy I want to rip those clothes off of him’ look.” Jeongin says freezing in place at your reaction.

“Bitch...”

“What did I do?” He says mildly panicking.

You quickly rush to your bedroom and pull out a ginormous gift box from underneath the bed. You run back in and practically throw it in his arms.

“Woah! You got me a big gif-”

“Shut up and open it.” You interject. He looks at you taken aback before quickly doing as you say.

He reads the little note you left on top. ‘Thought you would look good in this <3’. He coos before he looks further inside the box.

Oh.

He pulled out the shirt and held it up in front of him. He clears his throat and lays it on the back of the sofa. He then pulls the jeans out the box and places them below the shirt. Laying the outfit out in full, his face goes pale. He looks back in the box to see a pair of shoes.

“What the actual fuck is going on in Beyoncé’s planet earth right now?” He speaks solemnly.

You look down at his outfit and then to the sofa, then back to him. You had literally bought every piece of clothing, including the shoes, for him and was planning to gift it to him.

Without intention, you both put up your fists and start to circle around each other.

“Who are you, imposter?” You threaten, bucking up.

“Me? You’re the one that’s in my head apparently. How did you know I would get this exact outfit.” He retorts.

You go to throw a punch, but he ducks out the way just in time. He stumbles slightly and you use that as the opportunity to strike him in the stomach.

“OW!” He screams. You feign gasp and step back.

“Oh sorry! I didn’t mean to actually hit you!” You lie. He huddles over sputtering and pretending to die. You crouch down besides his body and get close to his face.

“You ever pull some freaky shit like that again, I will send your ass to Area 51. Trust.” You whisper before placing a kiss on the side of his head.

“Oh and I’m keeping the outfit for myself!” You say grabbing the clothes and putting them in your room.

Jeongin sits up and starts uncontrollably laughing to himself. He grabs his phone and starts a group facetime with the boys.

“You will never believe what just happened.”

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clairyclue · 3 months

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my thoughts on Majestic Rep’s RTC

it’s a lot sorry guys

tags: @jencattv @ray-winters @keatondj

(spoilers below the cut)

you can tell when ocean starts questioning her attitude and how conflicted she is, especially right after WTWN

jane gets startled so easily poor baby

noel’s riffs are amazing!! (noel’s lament)

the choreo is awesome too!

mischa is a such a sweetie he genuinely cares so much about the other choir members

mischa flipping ocean off before “i love you guys” haha

constance’s finger guns after “fornication”

constance laughing at ocean out down jokes and then switching up is so funny

i love oceans line delivery she’s like three seconds snapping i love it

jane going from being able to move

fluidly during the songs to being stiff again she looks so confused every time

ricky. just ricky ❤️

connie i thought the crystal meth joke was funny

^^ i love all the dialogue in that scene i don’t remember it in original cast slime tuts

fuck mischa’s adopted parents fr you can tell his anger is a defense mechanism because when he feels comfortable with the choir he’s so sweet!!

MISCHA FALTERING WHEN SAYING HES TALIAS FIANCÉ

“THANK YOU FOR KILLING MY MOTHER AND INDIRECTLY KILLING ME” 💔💔💔

MY LIFE IS AWESOME

(i’m gonna start categorizing by song now i don’t have much for WTWN and Noel’s Lament so)

jane dope 🔥🔥

mlia gives mad sibling karaoke vibes

karna i see u bopping along

the singing too is immaculate

OK JANE i see u dropping it down

TALIA

this mischa genuinely seems so into it he deserves so much credit in way of character work

the way he gets all bashful during his Talia monologue 💓

background harmonies (constance is carrying and also i can hear her so well!!)

again riffs!! well done

the choreo goes crazy!! this applies to all the songs tho

the arms making a steeple 🥺😩

THE ENDING RIFFS 💔💔💔😩😩😩😭😭🥺🥺😞😞

the projection i’m gonna end it all 💔

MISCHA FUCKING CRYING INTO NOELS SHOULDER HELPHELPHELP and even once the dialogue moves on he’s still clinging to him and Noel rubs his back

“ocean why aren’t you talking right now it’s weird” (ricky in the bg: ☝️)

i love u connie awkwardness

jane is so reactive to everything she hears like a little puppy

“OKAY!! 😁😁😁😁” (autismo lore dump time)

oceans face when he’s explaining it 😀 to 🙁 to 😟

AND THEN SHE FUCKING MOANS U CATHOLIC FREAK (no offense to catholics reading this)

noel’s face me too bud

ricky’s lore is kinda gross just because it wasn’t always this way. but sigh what can you do

SPACE AGE BACHELOR MAN:

ricky my little freak boy ❤️

spacedolls realness coming through

“sure…😬”

rip ricky u would have loved therian tiktok

little curtain face thing “it gets weird now :)” (•.•)

“THAT SON OF A BITCH !! 😡😡😡”

the emotion behind his lines the whole time tbh adds to the comedy (“i thought i told them !! 😕😕”)

the ending “b-b-b- bachelor man!” (“meow!!”)

we love u mischa hype man (again sweetest man alive)

constance’s “oh man!” was so agressive i loved it the one in the soundtrack seems so sad. this constance is less shy more awkward and i love it

THE BALLAD OF JANE DOE:

i know i know. but choreo.

vocals!! ily jenna

bg vocals as well!!

the mixing 🥹

OK THE OPT UP????

the choreo at “a choir never complete” reminds me of the opening funeral scene from beetlejuice. definitely fits the vibe!

the borderline growl/anger in “and i’m asking why lord” yes!!!!

she sounds so desperate. crying.

“does no one care?!” again the anger and emotion!

THE BG VOCALS AT THAT ONE PART SO GOOD THEYRE ANGRY FOR HER IT SEEMS

the roller coaster. them being sucked back into it choreo wise. reverse looking.

THE HIGH NOTES 💋💋💋

ocean being the one to put the birthday costume on means a lot to me. idk

ocean comforting her too 🥰🥰

janes birthday claps!

SNATCH !! 🧁🧁

ocean doing connie’s hair ❤️

savannah scene!!

we don’t get to see it but i know the waltz is happening

“ur ma best frand 💓“

^ and then ocean immediately snaps my heart again.

“no you don’t ocean. 😕”

i understand oceans monologue she just. executed it badly.

constance 😝 beat her ass girl

“or they’ll call you a cow” baby. come here. 💔

constance. i get you. i get u connie baby.

JAWBREAKER/SUGAR CLOUD:

oceans face ❤️ i don’t know how to describe it but she looks. proud. and her sitting almost re-evaluating everything in the back. (assuming)

ricky giving her the mic ❤️

HER GIGGLE

them scooting her around aghhhahahdhdbdheh

cloud props!

CONFETTI AND BALLOONS AND IM SMILING LIKE A FOOL

jane looks so happy with her ballon skipping around 🥹

the ending!! ILY CONSTANCE

mischa helping her down awww

ocean and connie hug!!

can’t forget the nischa hug

ocean losing her voice inflection and sounding so genuine. so scared. so raw.

janey when she gets chosen 🥹🥹

ocean and connie hug 2

JANE REACHING FOR RICKY SNDBDJWKDJDKF

ITS NOT A GAME/ITS JUST A RIDE

crying over the ending brb

the slideshow will always get me

something about the whole scene. houfhhhhhhh

“and you give and choose while you live and lose” and the lines preceding it get me 🥹

ARE THOSE REAL VIDEOS OF JENNA?!?!?!

KARNA SOUNDING LIKE THEYRE GONNA CRY

the first lines of it’s just a ride. no music. so raw sounding 🥹 the teary voices. the haphazard harmonies.

ocean and mischa holding each other. big bro little sis 💓

“WOO!”

THEIR FREESTYLE DANCING!

they’re having so much fun. they’re dead but they’re LIVING for the first time.

all of the hand holding. my babes.

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nvrsaidiwasinurcloset · 7 months

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OMG PT 3 OF FLAMES PLS

HI! This will definitely get a part 4, so don't think I'm just leaving it up in the air haha. I hope you like it!

Flames - Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader - Part 3

Summary: When Ethan gets out of the hospital and shows up at your door, you decided to give him the opportunity to earn your trust back.

Part 1, Part 2

Contains: mom!reader, mentions of things that you do when you have a baby(such as breast feeding and diaper changing), Ethan's struggles with mental health, mentions of homelessness, angst, and a few moments of fluff sprinkled in as Ethan tries to learn how to be a dad. If I missed anything, let me know:)

A/N: I love this little series that myself and the original requester (@l3ndryz) have come up with. This is definitely a little dark, but the story will get a little happier as I write it.

*I'm going to tie up loose ends to other series' I previously started and lost inspiration for soon, I promise 💕*

When you heard the words “Is that your baby?” you didn’t know how to respond. As your heart started to race, part of you felt like you were going into shock. You were quickly pulled out of it when River started to cry.

“It’s okay, baby,” you said, bouncing her as you looked back up to Ethan. “I don’t know what to say to you.”

“What do you mean? Is she…is she mine?” he asked, the fear in his voice obvious.

“Plan B doesn’t work if you’re ovulating, apparently,” you sighed, looking back down at the baby, smiling as she dozed back off.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, his eyes trying to read yours in hopes of understanding, “Did you know before you left New York?”

“Yes,” you said, coldly. He looked like he was about to cry.

“You knew and didn’t tell me? That is so fucked up,” he said, running his hand through his hair in frustration.

“No, what’s fucked up is that you and your twisted little family decided to kill people,” you snapped, “I didn’t know that Quinn was your sister. I didn’t know that Detective Bailey was your dad. And I sure as shit didn’t know that Richie, the one that chased me around the house with a knife before Amber stabbed me, was your fucking brother. I don’t even know who you are!”

“Baby, please let me explain,” he said, your eyes getting dark in rage.

“Don’t call me that. We’re done,” you started to shut the door again, as he begged from the other side.

“Please hear me out…I have no where else to go. I was hoping the one person that I love more than anything would at least try to understand,” he sobbed, as you opened the door again. There were so many things running through your head. You needed to make sure your daughter was safe, but that little voice inside your head was screaming for you to at least talk to him.

“Do you have any knives on you? Guns? Anything that could harm me and your daughter?” you asked, as he shook his head. “Come in.”

You placed your daughter in the bassinet as Ethan watched you, so sad that he’s missed out on this experience.

“We can talk, but you have to be quiet. She hasn’t been sleeping well the last few days,” you sighed, knowing that your shirt with spit-up on it and your hair that hadn’t been washed in days probably gave that away.

“I don’t know how to start,” he said, laughing a little.

“I don’t think this is funny,” you said, your eyes connecting with his.

“It’s not...Dad wanted revenge for Richie…and I couldn’t just not help,” he sighed, as you looked at him to continue, “But at the end, after you left, I wanted to stop it.”

“So why didn’t you?” you questioned, as Ethan started to fidget with his fingers.

“Quinn stabbed me when I was about to,” he sighed, looking over to the baby, “I really wish you would’ve told me.”

“I couldn’t. After Amber I had this gut feeling that you had something to do with it. As bad as I didn’t want to believe it, it was always on my mind,” you said, staring at the floor as you thought back to Mindy’s accusations.

“I know you don’t trust me…you have a good reason not to. But I don’t want to miss out on this baby’s life,” he said, his voice cracking as he spoke.

“Ethan,” you paused, trying to think of the right words, “I don’t know how to let you be a part of her life. You hurt me so badly, and I’m not sure how to move past that.”

“Can you at least let me try to prove to you that I’m okay?” he asked, “I was in the hospital for a long time. I’m going to start therapy out here, too. Please just give me that chance.”

You sat there thinking for a few minutes. You didn’t want to say yes, but you didn’t want to say no either.

“When you said you had nowhere to go, what did you mean?” you asked, avoiding answering until you knew.

“I mean no one wants me…All of my family wants nothing to do with me. I can’t really blame them, though.”

“If you stay here, can I trust you?” you asked, as he nodded. “This doesn’t mean that we’re okay. I will give you the chance to be around her, but you won’t be left alone with her.”

“Okay, thank you,” he said, looking back over to the baby, “Can I hold her?”

“No, not yet. You need to prove yourself to me,” you said, as you started to walk into the kitchen.

“Can she be left alone?” he asked as he followed you, panicking at the idea of it.

“She can for a minute. She’s swaddled and in a safe place,” you smiled, walking over to the sink. “I want you to clean these.” You said, pointing to the bottles sitting on the counter beside the sink.

“How do I do that?” he asked, making you roll your eyes.

“Okay, let’s start with the basics,” you sighed, “This is a bottle brush. This little thing on the end unscrews and you clean the nipple part of the bottles with it. I want you to use the baby dish detergent in the pink bottle. After that, you’re going to put them in the sterilizer.”

“I think I can do that,” he said, moving in front of the sink.

“Do I need to take the knives out of here? Or can you be trusted?” your snarky tone and the accusations were starting to trigger all the things his psychiatrist warned him about. He ran through all the steps in his head as he tried to calm down, before speaking.

“I know I’ve done things to break your trust, but you’re going to have to let me prove to you that I’m not the monster you think I am. Please stop mentioning the knife stuff.”

“Okay,” you gave a half-smile, leaving him to clean the bottles as you went back to your daughter.

After twenty minutes, she started to wake up. You recognized her cry as a hungry one, so you picked her up and lifted your shirt. You adjusted so she was able to latch when Ethan walked back in the room.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” he said, turning his back to you. “I finished the bottles, they’re in the sterilizer.”

“Quit acting weird, this is natural. It’s not like you haven’t seen my boobs before,” you laughed a little, as he turned around.

“So you do both? You bottle feed and breast feed?” he asked, watching you feed her.

“Yeah. After doing this so many times, your nipples start to hurt,” you groaned, “Like right now.”

“I wish there was something I could do to help.”

“You just did. You cleaned the bottles I haven’t had the chance to get to the last couple days.”

He smiled, happy that he did something to be helpful. Once she started to turn away because she was full, you pulled your shirt back down and looked over to Ethan.

“Come here,” you said, as walked over and sat down beside you. “I’m going to show you how to hold her.”

As he positioned his arms, you passed the baby to him.

“She’s perfect,” he said, finally getting a good look at her tiny little features. “What’s her name?”

“River Judith Landry,” you said, as he started to grin.

“You gave her my last name?” he asked, looking back down at her. “You have no idea how happy that makes me.”

“You are her dad.”

Ethan held her for a while, getting tired himself as he started to drift off.

“Hey,” you said, gently scooping her out of his arms, “Never fall asleep with her in your arms.”

He looked sad as you pulled her away but understood why. You put her back in the bassinet before sitting beside Ethan.

“We need to talk about sleeping arrangements,” you said, looking over at his tired expression. “I don’t know how my parents will feel about this…but they tend to be cool with things so we should be fine. I didn’t go into detail about what happened with you,” he nodded as he waited for you to continue, “We have a guest bedroom beside mine. You can sleep in there while we figure everything out.”

“Okay, I appreciate you giving me a chance,” he said, yawning as relaxed into the couch.

“Please don’t make me regret it,” you sighed, “I have another bassinet in my room that she sleeps in right now, at least until she’s a little older. She’ll be up every few hours tonight, if you wake up and want to come help, you can.”

“I’d love to,” he mumbled, as he started to fall asleep.

As Ethan slept, the light snores slipping past his lips reminded you of all the nights you’d fallen asleep on his chest when he’d stay over. You couldn’t help but wonder how life could’ve been so different had he not gone along with his dad’s plan. You weren’t sure if he was behind any of the actual murders that happened, but when you thought back to the night at the apartment, you realized that had to be him. Why else would someone completely go around you, then lock the door the second you ran out of it? You wanted to ask, but you didn’t want to know at the same time. You weren’t sure if he’d tell you the truth, and the last thing you needed was for him to start lying. You knew how you’d react, and until you had a better understanding of his mental health, you pushed your thoughts to the back of your mind.

“Hey,” you said, gently nudging Ethan, “My mom’s home. I want you to come meet her.”

He rubbed his eyes as he tried to wake up, “Okay.”

As your mom came in through the garage door, you led Ethan through the kitchen to the dining room.

“Hey, mom,” you said, a smile on her face as she introduced herself to your guest.

“I’m Ethan,” he said, shaking her hand.

“It’s nice to meet you,” she said, sitting the groceries down on the table.

“I hope you don’t mind, but he’s going to stay with us for a little while,” you said, searching her face for any negative reaction to the situation.

“Okay, you’ve had so many friends here lately…I’ve gotten used to having a full house,” she laughed, “What do you want for dinner?”

“Honestly, I’m okay with anything,” you said looking over to Ethan.

“Yeah, I’m fine with whatever,” he said, as River started to coo in the other room.

“Someone’s awake,” you smiled, the excitement in your voice as you headed back to the living room. Ethan was right behind you, determined not to miss out on another second of time with her.

“She really doesn’t know anything?” he asked, as you picked the baby up.

“Shhh, she’s going to think I’m fucking nuts if she finds out you had anything to do with what happened in New York.”

“Okay,” he said, “Is she like, awake? Like she’s not going to instantly fall back asleep?”

“Not for a little bit. These moments only happen a few times a day, so I like to enjoy it,” you said, laying her down on the couch as you crouched beside it.

Ethan watched you play with her hands and make goofy little noises at the little sounds she’d make. He never expected to come to your house and see a baby in your arms. He thought it was the end of the road for him, especially if you didn’t give him a chance. He wasn’t sure what he had to live for, but within a matter of hours his whole outlook on everything changed.

“The new baby smell is the best thing ever,” you said, sniffing the top of her head. “You want to play with her?”

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea…I don’t want to hurt her,” he said, as you nodded.

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t feel comfortable with.”

She soon started to drift off to sleep again when your mom walked in to let you know that dinner would be ready soon.

“Look at my precious granddaughter,” she said, taking her from you. “It’s crazy how fast they grow up. Before you know it, she’ll be a teenager.”

“You’ve only told me that every day since she was born,” you said sarcastically, as she handed her to you to head back to the kitchen.

“I say it so much because it’s true,” she sighed, “I’m so proud of you. Doing all of this on your own isn’t easy, but you’re doing such a good job with her.”

Ethan started to feel guilty as she spoke. As badly as he wanted to tell her that you wouldn’t have to do this by yourself anymore, he didn’t know if that was true. Yeah, you’re giving him a chance, but he was terrified that you’d rip his chance away if he did the slightest thing to fuck up. The only thing he could hope for was that you would realize he was the same person you fell in love with, regardless of all the lies he told. He knew it wouldn’t be easy, but he was determined to get you back and have a life with his daughter.

As you sat at the dinner table across from Ethan, you started to notice how hungry he was, but he wasn’t trying to show it. You were wondering when the last time he ate was; or maybe this was the best thing he’d eaten in a long time. When his eyes connected with yours, he started to chew a little slower as you offered a sad smile.

“So, your dad will be out of town the next couple days,” your mom said, “And I’ll be working late the rest of this week, but Chad and Tara are coming back tomorrow, right?”

Ethan’s eyes widened at the mention of their names. He was trying to get in your good graces, but he started to feel like everything would all fall apart the second they saw him with you.

“Yeah, Mindy might come over, too,” you said, taking a bite of your food.

“I’m so happy they help you out. Chad is so protective of that baby girl,” she said, as Ethan started to feel jealous, “and he did so much to help you out before the baby was born.”

“They’re really good friends,” you smiled, looking back over to Ethan. You could tell he was in his feelings at your mom’s words. “Ethan’s going to be really helpful with her, too.”

He flashed you a weak smile when his eyes met yours.

“It does take a village to raise a baby,” she said, smiling at him.

After dinner, you noticed that the baby’s diaper needed to be changed. Ethan followed you upstairs to the nursery as you started to laugh to yourself, wondering how he’d react to the diaper changing part of parenthood.

“You want to take notes?” you asked, as you laid her on the changing table and started to undress her.

“Oh, uh…I…” he stammered, as you looked over to him.

“You’re eventually going to have to do this if you want the full parenting experience,” you laughed, “Shit, I forgot to refill the diapers earlier. There’s a box of them in her closet that’s open, can you grab a stack out of it for me?”

“Yeah,” he said, feeling confident in his ability to at least help with that. He handed you several diapers as you refilled the little cubby on the changing table.

He watched you take the diaper off, almost gagging at the sight. “Don’t freak out, you’ll get used to it,” you said, trying to assure him.

“That smells awful,” he said, stepping away for a second.

“Again…you’ll get used to it,” you laughed, as you got her cleaned up. “Okay, it’s so important for you to pay attention to stuff like this,” you said, drawing his attention back over. “She’s getting a little diaper rash, and if I don’t put the cream on her now, it’ll get worse. It can be painful for her, so that’s just something you have to look out for, okay?”

“Is she in pain now?” he asked, looking at her as she started to coo and kick her feet.

“No, she’s okay,” you said before talking to River. “Quit trying to kick me,” you said in a soft voice, as she started to coo a little louder. “Don’t be mean to mommy.”

He smiled as you finished changing the diaper, your maternal instincts radiating off you. Ethan was in love with you before the baby but seeing you like this made him fall so much harder.

“You’re a good mom,” Ethan said, as you turned to look at him. “She’s lucky she has you.”

“Thank you,” you smiled, “It’s crazy…I went from being this college kid that wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with my life, to being a mom. If you would’ve told me a year ago that this was how my life was going to be, I wouldn’t have believed it.”

As the night started to wind down and River was asleep once again, you walked into the room beside yours to Ethan.

“Hey, I know you didn’t come here with much…what do you need?” you asked, taking a seat at the foot of the bed.

“Oh, um…I’ll figure it out.”

“I didn’t ask you to figure it out. I asked you to tell me what you needed,” you said sternly, as he nodded. “Do you have all the hygiene products you need?”

“God, this is so fucking embarrassing,” he sighed, looking over to you. “I’ve kind of been homeless the last few weeks since I got out of the hospital. I had a bunch of stuff, but someone stole it yesterday.”

You frowned at his words. The idea of the father of your child on the streets made you feel sick.

“Come with me,” you said, leading him to the bathroom. “Chad showers here a lot because he’s always getting spit up on. He’s her puke target almost always,” you said, laughing a little, “He has this three-in-one body wash. I don’t know how you guys do that because I need like, five different products when I shower. But there’s clean towels in this cabinet, and I have extra toothbrushes in this drawer.”

Ethan had a few things running through his mind. He couldn’t believe you were being so sweet when you hated him earlier in the day, but he also couldn’t shake the sadness of the idea of Chad being so close to you and your daughter.

“Chad’s still with Tara, right?” he asked, trying to play it as cool as possible. You saw right through it, knowing he was asking because he was scared that another man was taking his place.

“Yeah…Ethan, I don’t want you to feel discouraged to build a relationship with your daughter because Chad’s helped a lot. He’s not her dad, you are. I’m trying to give you this chance, but I need you to not get jealous or angry when you see him with her.”

“Okay,” he said, his gaze not leaving from the floor. “I’ll try to get used to it.”

You smiled at him, before thinking about what else he needed. “Oh shit, clothes! Do you have those?”

He nodded, before realizing he hadn’t had a chance to wash what he does have. You noticed the look on his face, “Hang on a second.”

You ran to your room and searched for some things for him to wear, and when you made it back to the bathroom, he felt like he could cry when he saw what you had.

“Is that my sweatpants and shirt that I gave you?” he asked, “I can’t believe you still have these.”

“When we didn’t get to see each other much because of exams, you gave them to me to wear when I was missing you a little extra than usual,” you smiled, “I’d be lying if I said I didn’t still wear them all the time.”

You walked out of the bathroom before he could respond, knowing that you’d just expressed to him that you had missed him while he was gone. He smiled to himself as he cut on the shower and stepped inside.

As you heard the shower running faintly down the hall, you started to wonder how your friends would react to Ethan being back in your life. You knew Chad would really be hurt because he felt so fucked over by Ethan. The two of you were the ones that struggled the most after you found out your boyfriend was Ghostface. He defended Ethan to Mindy countless times until the night that Anika died, and even started to trust him again before everything happened at the theater. He felt so deceived; he had a good reason for feeling that way.

Then you started to think about all the things Ethan had been through. He was manipulated into helping his dad, stabbed and left for dead by his own sister, spent several months in a psychiatric hospital, and experienced homelessness before he showed up at your front door. Your heart broke for him, but you still needed to work on trying to build up that trust, if that was even possible.

When you heard the shower cut off, Ethan popped into your room shortly after in his clothes that you gave him.

“Sorry I didn’t have boxers or anything. Maybe we can go shopping tomorrow to get some of the stuff you need. And we can get the laundry that you do have taken care of.”

“I can’t believe you’re being so sweet to me after everything,” he said, watching River as she slept in the bassinet.

You sighed, smiling as you watched him look at her in awe, “We’ve both been through a lot. I might not be able to trust you right this second, but I believe that you loving me was never a lie, and I can tell you really want this chance to try to make things right. I’m willing to try for her, but the second you give me a reason to doubt your intentions, or you make me uncomfortable, that’s it. No more chances.”

“I promise you that I won’t give you any reason to not trust me. I know you’re probably a little scared, too. The meds I take helps a ton, but I do still have moments where I struggle. I just hope you can be patient with me and try to understand. You don’t owe me shit, but I want you to know that I’m genuine about all of this.”

You nodded at his words, before he stood up to go to the other room. “Goodnight,” he mumbled, before stopping to take one last look at his daughter before walking out.

“Hey,” you said, as he’d just made it past the doorway. He turned back around to face you. “I know I mentioned this earlier, but if she wakes you up with her crying tonight, I’d really appreciate the help if you want to.”

“Of course. I’ll do anything I can to get extra time with her,” he smiled.

“No pressure, though. I know you haven’t slept well lately, so I completely understand if you just want to sleep.”

“No, I’ll wake up. I’ll see you soon, I guess,” he laughed a little, walking into the room next to yours.

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ghosty-writes-23 · 1 year

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Incorrect COD Quotes Part. 1

WARNING: Suggestive (Slightly spicy) & dark humored content.

A/N: some of these might be a little suggestive, so you have been warned, Also V is my own female OC but can be read as x reader if you prefer that.

Thank you for all the support, it means alot❤️

-Ghosty❤️

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Ghost: *see’s Soap and V do something extremely dangerous and sighs* “God give me patience for these two.”

V: *overhears him* “don’t you mean strength there sir.”

Ghost: “if god gave me strength you both would be dead.”

Both Soap and V: *gulp*

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König: *gives V a beaded friendship bracelet he made* “so you can have a part of me, when your on your mission”

V: *is on the verge of ugly crying under her mask as he placed the bracelet on her wrist* “I will protect this with my life.”

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Alejandro: *pats Graves on the shoulder giving him a knowing look* “I hate seeing you like this.”

Graves *has a confused look on his face* “Like what? I'm not upset.”

Alejandro: “no in person, I hate seeing you in person.”

*Dead silence*

V: *covers her mouth to hide the fact she is laughing under her mask and fails terribly*

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V: *does something idiotic and stupid that Ghost warned her not to do.*

Ghost: *sees V get hurt* “I don’t care, I warned her that if she hurt herself I wasn’t going to help her.”

Voice over: “but ghost did really care as later that night he made sure her injuries were too serious and lightly scolded her before giving her one of his hoodies to wear and played with her hair until she fell asleep*

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Ghost: *takes off his mask revealing his face in front of everybody*

Price: “It's good to see you again, Simon.”

Soap: *lowkey checking ghost out*

Gaz: “not what I expected.”

V: “Why is everybody in this group so goddamn pretty, it makes me feel like a trash gremlin.”

Ghost: *puts his mask back on*

Soap: “don’t worry V, you will always be our trash gremlin.”

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Price: *walks into the briefing room looking for V* "can I have my sweater back"

V: *looks at him innocently* "only if I can have my virginity back"

*Cue whole briefing room goes silent*

V: *laughs before sliding his hoodie off and hands it to him* "here you go sir"

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Soap and V are at the pet store, looking for collars for the new squad dog teddy.

Soap: “Okay we got everything, let's go already, wait where is V?”

V *is in the collar section, looking for a choker chain*

Soap: “why are you looking at choker chains, you don’t have a pet?”

V: “how do you know that sergeant” *smirks slightly under her mask and grabs the one she is looking for and places it around Soaps neck before giving it a slight tug*

Soap: *grunts and stumbles forward* “What kind of dog is it?”

V: *giggles soft before taking it off and grabs another in the same size* “ones that need to be house trained, now let's get out of here before Price rings us and asks why we are taking so long”

*Bonus*

*later that week in training Soap see’s both König and Ghost sporting what looked like dog choker chains around their necks*

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*The 141 men + V are in the common room, relaxing after training.

V: Spread me apart, lick me with your tongue, grab my sides, and eat my cream and that is how you eat an Oreo cookie.”

Soap: *chokes on his drink* “bloody hell woman.”

Gaz: *is laughing at soap’s reaction*

Price: *gives her the disappointed dad look* “Really V.”

V: Oh come on captain it was funny.

Ghost: *is cleaning his gun but does chuckle at her joke*

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Gaz: “does anybody else notice that people that liked to be choked, hate being tickled.”

V: *feels slightly called out and starts sweating and nervously laughing* “haha, that's oddly specific there Gaz.”

Gaz: “It's like they are completely fine with you cutting off their oxygen supply, but as soon as you try to tickle them, they will kill you.”

V: *looks at him dead serious* “Maybe some people hate being tickled.”

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bts-iris · 5 months

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𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧

All you could hear was laughs.

Iris loved nothing more than hearing the boys who she called her brothers laugh and enjoy their selves.

They were sitting around each other reading letters they wrote for each other.

Some funny, some sentimental, and some silly.

Now it was jungkooks turn he had iris.

Now while jungkook was younger than iris by a couple months apart, she won’t let him forget it. And she made it known to she totally adored the manke and spoiled him.

They grew up together knowing each other before joining the company. Went to the same school, she always looked out for him.

As the laughs quiet down jungkook beings to speak.

“To my older sister.” He took a long pause. Iris made eye contact with him and nodded her head giving him an encouraging smile. Before he began to speak again.

“First i want to say even though you throw tantrums and can be so annoying,” He laughed and looked up from the paper her wrote.

“I mean very annoying like my younger sister. Oh! And don’t forget your height!”

She glared at him and pretended to roll her eyes while everyone laughed even the staff* “haha you’re so short”

“I still look up to you in many ways like a great older sister. Noona ever since I was little you’ve been taking care of me. Well all of us”

“Every accomplishment, every big step you take can never be greatly celebrated enough. You raised me and the members to be our best and be gentleman’s.”

“While my parents were there, you were present. All your challenges, all your feelings i wish could take away.”

At this point everyone was feeling about to cry because they knew everything jungkook was saying was true. Being the only girl in a majority boy group was hard. There’s no denying it but Iris came so far and they could never be more proud of their sister.

“Being an older sister is more than taking care of your younger sibling or being there for our members. It was teaching us manners, waking us up in the morning, it was letting us vent and cry to you when we felt like it was no one else, it was helping us with work, it was buying us stuff, encouraging us to do better than you, reassuring us that you were always here for us.”

Iris looked at jungkook and felt tears silently streaming down her eyes. She rememberes after a concert just sitting down and telling jungkook everything. And she meant everything. All the good, all the bad. Just how she felt. While she confided in all the members. Jungkook knew exactly how she felt how she didn’t need to explain herself, he’s been with her since day one.

“It was also a challenge when you went above and beyond but felt like it wasn’t enough for anybody, when you felt so low.” He said with shaking breaths.

“I saw you at your worsts. Battling depression an- and anxiety.” The cameras panned to the members. Yoongi’s head held low. He had so much admiration for the girl. How could he not, The min’s Were like two cats. They stuck by each other.He taught everything he know to his sister. He’s glad she’s in a better headspace now.

“Having panic attacks. Having people watch you and criticize your every move. I see you. We see you. You are more than enough. We watched you take on the mother role plenty of times. I watch you wait till you were by yourself to cry at night.” Now she was really crying.

“Recently you went on a small break and went on vacation by yourself, that was the first time in years i actually saw you rest and do something for yourself.”

“Being an older sister is more than we all think. You grew up quick and didn’t have time to play when you were forced to mature and take care of others instead of others taking care of you.

“Being my older sister i want you to know we’re always here. It’s okay to act like my younger sister because now that im older I understand. I want to you to know you can always lean on us. I pray that you will meet someone who will take care of you like you take care of us.”

It was silent.

by the end of his letter. You can hear sniffles from the members and even the staff behind the cameras.

The female member had ran up to jungkook and melted in his arms. He just let her cry in his arms.

The rest of the members made their way to the two and joined them. Just enjoying the moment.

“Can we stop the sad stuff now i’m a bit hungry” Yoongi said

Everyone started laughing. “Really hyung?” Joon said laughing.

nana speaks

lowkey teared up writing this one. i’ll make edits bc i don’t proof read oops. tbh this all what i wish someone would say to me haha based on experience being an sister. anyways i’ll try to write more on here hope you guys enjoy!

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• ° . ☆ “Free coupons, take one and cry all afternoon ” II

— apollo x mortal!reader

part i

summary: part ii, you need to read it, the link is above. run, go warnings: none a/n: really forgive me, haha. I wanted to do something very nice but, well, you'll read what I did. I don't know, forgive me 😔 I couldn't control myself HAHA Still I hope you enjoy it.

Lester was about to throw up the burger, or well, the two bites he had taken. No misunderstanding, it was good.

But you continued to check that they were well taken care of; Giving him pretty smiles and walking near him with that lavender smell of yours. Shit, he wanted to be close to you.

They were too many of you, so they had to join several tables and, among the place that was about to explode, they stood out.

A very lively table, Apollo assumed.

Percy played with his soda making swirls telepathically, Leo put his hand in and undid it, it was funny until the son of Poseidon realized that the drink was disgustingly tampered with. He didn't take a sip again. The other boys laughed.

The girls were talking and laughing and pushing each other, including Meg.

Nico picked at Percy's fries and sipped on Will's soda. Living his best life, Apollo thought.

He liked the idea of being with them and being able to take care of them (even though they beat them to the times they had saved his ass) he could now return the favor.

Oh, if only you could see it. You would be happy. You told him in almost all your lives that he was guilty of being self-centered.

Apollo found himself struggling with the thoughts of him, you weren't dead. You were in front of him.

You passed the door to the counter, holding a tray in each hand. That image flashed in his mind, transporting him back to when you used to walk around with two vases on your shoulders, dancing among the people. Some chains hanging from your neck and the jewelry clashed. You have always been beautiful. Whatever way you came back to him; Boy, girl, you were always beautiful.

— LESTER! —He jumped out of the seat and collided with Jason's shoulder.

— All good?

No, he wanted to be with you.

— The girl over there is talking to you, — Will said with a worried look for his father.

He looked up and spotted you behind the cash register. He made his way towards you without hesitation.

—Mr. Lester, I see that you didn't wait two seconds to use those coupons.— You said with a smile on your lips. Some strands of hair were sticking out from under the cap you were wearing.

—We were hungry.

Idiot, couldn't he think of a better line?

You let out a laugh, and he leaned slightly on the bar, his stomach wouldn't leave him alone.

You leaned over the bar, closing the distance between you. The boy smelled like sunshine and some kind of sweet scent, totally pleasing to your sense of smell. Strangely, you wanted to be even closer to him, like a little impulse to be with him alone, to hug him. Were you attracted to him? But it seemed like a joke, they had only met by chance. You cleared your throat.

— Everything's alright there? — You pointed with your eyes to the table where the rest of his friends and sister were. Although this one had nothing in common with him.

You looked at him. The blonde curls mixed with the black ones making a particular blend, you wondered if it was something genetic and his blue eyes, you had seen them. You were sure.

He touched your shoulder excessively softly, as if he was afraid of breaking you.

— Excuse me?

You let out a laugh and straightened up. Again he was a little further away and you didn't like the feeling.

—I didn't hear you, sorry. Did you say?

Lester smiled.

— It's all good. If we make too much noise, we can leave.

You denied without thinking, almost as an act of desperation. You and he chatted a little more, and you told him to sit down so he could finish his meal.

Walked into the kitchen and cursed under your breath. It was inevitable, he would have to leave at some point. What if you asked for his number? The thought made you bite your lip, and you squeezed your eyes shut.

You felt stupid. Would you look like that in front of him?

You gave him the coupons you had collected to go out with your friends for half a month, just for the sake of it? You never talked to strangers on the street, but Lester didn't seem like a stranger to you.

Apollo returned to the table and ate a chip without much enthusiasm.

Rachel glanced at Piper.

— Any problem? — Frank said drinking soda from the straw.

The god shook his head and sighed. He felt useless, helpless because he wanted to be with you, but he couldn't find a way. Maybe he could ask you for your number. Yeah! Or not?

— I think it's better that you eat. —Rachel said. As if she could guess his thoughts. Or maybe yes? He looked up and took the burger in her hands, after examining it, he handed it to the son of Hades. Nico ate it almost in an instant. And he got up again to go with you.

— Excuse me!

— Tell me — A waiter served him. Apollo felt stupid, so he ended up ordering ice cream.

He returned with the cone in his hand and a pout on his mouth.

Piper hid her giggle behind the paper menu.

The thoughts of asking for his number also didn't leave you alone, but every time you tried to approach him, something simply interrupted you.

You quickened your pace towards him. You cursed the fact that Lester's back was turned, and an arm stopped your path.

— Miss…

Again. You ended up in the kitchen, mumbling and grimacing.

Apollo also couldn't find you at any time that you could speak. He slammed his hand on the table and bumped his forehead against the plastic surface. It seemed like a joke!

Rachel shook her head slightly and stroked her head.

—Hey, Apollo.

He denied rubbing his face on the table.

Everyone wanted to ask, but the redhead put a finger on her lips.

— Apollo

— It's not Apollo, it's Lester

She understood, things weren't going well, but it was inevitable. Rachel got down to Apollo's level.

— Try it one more time, if you hate this, try it as many times as necessary. But know that you tried everything.

The god's blue eyes peered through his hair, and stood up with a sigh.

Everyone at the table pretended not to have heard, they played dumb talking about the weather.

And he tried again.

and he failed again.

You didn't feel any different, you felt like everything had been so easy until you got it into your head that you needed to be with him. You looked through the delivery window and noticed that his table was almost empty, you had worked in food chains for so long to know that they were about to leave the place. Your soul felt a despair that at the same time seemed meaningless to you.

You looked for a pen and paper, a sheet they use for receipt notes.

You wrote your number and a note: call me!, and you doodled a heart. Inexplicably, you also drew a sun. If you couldn't get close, someone else could.

—Brenda!

Your coworker stopped her pace and raised her chin. She just had a tray in her hand, perfect. You walked over to her quickly.

— Deliver this to table seven.

She nodded.

Apollo was already feeling hopeless, he drank Piper's drink and talked to her friends. During the conversation, your coworker handed the note on a small tray. Rachel looked at the paper and waited for Apollo to take it.

He did, and while he was laughing about something Frank had told him, he crumpled it up and threw the ball of paper into the metal trash can.

The redhead didn't say anything, she knew what was happening. She knew that even if she went to the boat and gave the paper to her friend, it would be something else.

The food was finished, and the rest had been pleasant.

Then everyone rose from their chairs.

Apollo looked again at the same window through which you had been spying on him, until at that same moment it was your turn to throw out the trash.

And that's how things ended.

Apollo walked away from the place, and you didn't see him leave. Both felt their spirits on the ground, their stomachs full of anxiety. It was strange, it was fleeting. But when things didn't have to happen, it was that simple. They just wouldn't happen.

At least, not in this life of yours.

Every chance with Apollo would wither, corrode, perish. It didn't matter how much they tried or struggled.

It was not going to work. At that moment, you were destined to meet but not to stay together, not even for a full day.

And how cruel because there was so much he wanted to show you.

But not now, but until 100 years later.

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sjuderia · 1 year

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april fool’s day - CL16

→ charles leclerc confessing his love for his best friend, y/n just to fuck it up by telling her it’s just an april fool’s prank.

y/n questions her life choices every time someone compliments her cooking. she should’ve gone to a culinary school and opened a restaurant. everyone constantly asked her to cook for them, just like her best friend, charles who begged her to cook for him tonight.

"mamma mia. you don’t know how much i missed your cooking. perhaps i should hire you as my personal chef." charles looks at the food that y/n brought him to the table.

"yeah sure, sure. eat up cha." y/n sat in front of charles and was ready to eat too.

the two started eating their meal and having a conversation, catching up and charles making terrible jokes in between. of course, you didn’t forget to roast charles’ terrible jokes.

"can’t believe it’s april already." charles puts down his fork and knife.

"i know right." y/n agreed as she grabbed her and charles’ empty plates.

"let me do the dishes; you already cooked." charles snatched the plates from y/n.

"alright. if you insisted." y/n chuckled playfully and followed charles to the kitchen.

charles brought the plates to the sink, and y/n stood behind him, leaning on the kitchen island.

"i wish you were at the race last week," charles stated.

"i wish i could be there too, cha, but" y/n was about to reply, but charles interrupted her.

"no. hear me out. i’m so used to having you around me all the time, and when you’re not around, it doesn’t feel right. it’s more enjoyable when you’re there, yes. you make me feel at ease; you make me feel—i don’t know y/n. it’s just that it doesn’t feel right." charles still continuing washing the dishes.

"what are you saying, charles?" y/n looks at her best friend, puzzled.

"what i’m trying to say is…i like you—no i love you y/n…more than friends." charles said, nervously.

y/n swore that her heart had dropped to her knees and her eyes had widened out of shock. she froze upon hearing charles’ sudden confession. she couldn’t seem to speak up or move. charles put down the clean plates and turned around to look at y/n to see her reaction.

"…got you! happy april fool’s day." charles laughed.

"haha…that’s funny…" y/n faked her laugh.

"…yeah…let’s watch the movie we talked about earlier, shall we?" charles clears his throat.

"i might have to skip out on that one; I don’t feel well suddenly. maybe next time?" y/n pretends to be dizzy.

"what? are you okay?" charles walked closer to her, looking worried.

"just feeling a little light-headed; i haven’t had a good night's sleep for the past few days." y/n stepped back and left the kitchen.

"you can rest in my room like you always do." charles followed her to the living room.

"no, i want my bed for tonight. thanks for the offer though." y/n grabbed her purse and keys.

"hey, slow down. do you want me to drive you home?" charles walked faster as y/n is basically speed-walking.

"no. you don’t have to, and i want to be alone tonight. you go get some rest too; you must be tired." y/n smiled weakly before leaving charles at the door.

y/n went straight home. she felt like crying tonight—charles’ april fool’s prank really got to her. she thought he felt the same way. y/n always liked him—loved him more than friends since she doesn’t even remember when.

arthur came home to see his brother sitting alone in the living room; he already sensed that something’s wrong.

"where’s y/n? I thought you guys were going to watch a movie while making out or something after you finally confessed." arthur chuckled, sitting next to his brother.

"she went home. suddenly not feeling well." charles replied, his eyes glued to the TV screen.

"…you fucked it up, didn’t you?" arthur looks at his brother.

"i don’t know... i confessed and she froze, so i just told her that it was an april fool’s prank." charles looks back at arthur.

"oh my god! you’re so dumb sometimes!" arthur said with frustration.

"what?!"

"of course she’s froze! how’d you feel when your crush confessed that she felt the same way? you must be shocked, surprised, and happy at the same time that you don’t know what to do!" arthur explained.

"y/n feels the same way..."

"she does! i don’t know why the two of you can’t see that you guys are in love with each other when it’s obvious to everyone!"

"you’re pranking me." charles shook his head, not believing his brother.

"i’m not! why’d you think she went home earlier? and no, it’s not because she’s not feeling well. that’s a lie. it’s because she’s hurt! you saying it’s a prank is like pushing her off a cliff. it hurt her." arthur is basically screaming at his older brother now.

"i really fucked up, didn’t i?"

"yes you did, but you can still fix it. go to her place now." arthur points at the door.

without hesitation, charles took his car keys and drove straight to y/n’s place. charles stood in front of y/n’s door, taking a breath before pressing the doorbell.

y/n who’s currently staring at the ceiling and already in bed, she cursed at whoever was standing in front of her door right now. she doesn’t care about how she looks right now; her eyes must be puffy from crying, but she doesn’t care.

"if it’s another prank, i’m going to slam the door at you." she opened the door to see the man that she had cried over for the past hours.

"no, no. it’s not, i promise. i’m sorry, y/n. i didn’t mean it. it wasn’t a prank. i panicked when i saw your reaction; i was being honest; i love you more than friends. i really do." charles looks at you softly.

"you do?"

"i do. i really do love you."

"i have the urge to get you back, but i also badly want to kiss you right now." y/n smirked.

"then kiss me," charles said.

y/n stepped closer to charles, leaning in for a kiss. charles kissed her back and pushed her inside. he kicked the door shut, still kissing her. she brought him to her room, and the two spent the night in her bed together.

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filmofhybe · 11 months

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Hellooo!! Could you do enhypen doing try not to kiss challenge with their s/o? Tyy!! Have a nice day.

no kisses?

pairing : ot7! x afab reader! genre : fluff warning : kissing ? a bit of swearing & begging , 770 words

a/n : requests are now opened again! Feel free to leave any ideas / rant I’ll try my best to answer them all <3

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にしむらりき Nishimura Riki + 성훈 Sunghoon + 박종성 Park Jeongseong

the mfs that would give you that “you think you’re funny?” Look. Like why do you want to do the try not to kiss challenge?!? Will start saying stuff like “oh you don’t want my luscious lips now?”. TEASING YOU CUZ YOU WERE TEASING HIM. Just don’t do this challenge with him cuz he won’t kiss you back unless you do. (Actually takes this game seriously lol)

“babe let’s do the try not to kiss challenge!” He flashes you the “you think your funny?” Look.

“what is just for fun! Come on!” You kept begging him. To be honest you don’t even know why you want to do the challenge. You are absolutely addicted to his pink rosy lips. But I guess you were just bored and needed some entertainment.

“Don’t cry to me when you want my kisses. Loser pays for the dinner tonight.” You both made a deal before minding your own business. About 3 hours has gone by, and you desperately need his lips on yours. You know you shouldn’t have done this challenge because he kept teasing you with comments.

“bet you miss my lips right now haha too bad..”

“my lip balm be tasting real nice right now. Wanna guess the flavor?”

“my lips be glossy asf!!”

acting all zesty to get your attention😭

Sad to break it to you, you lost the game because after 5 minutes you dashed your whole body on top of his and kissed him deeply. You can feel him smirk into the kiss like “haha I win!”. Pulling you closer as he wrap his arms around your waist.

“I know you can’t resist me. I don’t even know why you even try..”

“Shut up what do you want for dinner..?”

심재윤 Sim Jaeyun + 정원 jungwon

the ones that will participate but will give up 5 minutes in. You will try persuading him to continue but they will start pouting cuz they want to kiss you so bad. Like cling onto you for the rest of the night because you will give him kisses on his face. Yeah they are a big baby when it comes to this.

“love let’s do the try not to kiss challenge!” He doesn’t understand why your so excited for this. Isn’t it suppose to be a horrible thing to not receive kisses? Well too him it is.

“uh..why would we be doing this?”

“Because it’s fun! Let’s see how long we can last okay?” 5 minutes later your lovely boyfriend is now pouting, begging you to stop this challenge because he can’t stand your lips not being on his. He’s so addicted to them he can’t even last 5 minutes without it.

“Please baby I need your lips on mines… is been too long…”

“sweetie is only been 5 min-” he pulls you into his lap before you finish speaking. His lips on yours, tasting your sweet cherry lip gloss that got him so tempted to kiss you.

“You need to stop with all these bullshit challenges cuz what are you tryna do to me…?”

“oh..no-nothing…”

희 승 heeseung + 선우 Sunoo

the ones who just laughs after you suggested it cuz bro ain’t participating in these challenges. HE THINKS IS STUPID. They just ignore you if you keep asking. Will 100% kiss you before you can even start the challenge. They just don’t like doing these type of challenges because he wants your attention 25/8 as well as your kisses so there’s no point.

“Hey love! Wanna do the try not to kiss chall-”

“No. End of discussion.”

“WHAT? I didnt even Finish my sentence.”

“baby you know you will fail so I don’t even know why you wanna try.”

“but-” you got cut off when he smashes his lips against yours. Kissing the corner of your lips before pulling away.

“See you can’t even last 5 minutes if we did the challenge..” now he’s the one laughing because of your shocked expression your face. Totally not expecting him to kiss you out of nowhere.

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babydollmarauders · 6 months

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How would the family and friends react to finding out the baby is actually babies??

well obviously luke and dolly find out first; they went for an ultrasound when dolly was 13 weeks and that’s when it was finally visible that there were two babies!

they kinda went into a state of shock, just moving through the rest of their appointment and the drive home in silence. they got home and jack was sitting on the couch, back from practice and awaiting their return.

“how was the ultrasound? everything healthy?” jack asks, and luke just kinda gives a quiet thumbs up as he and dolly collapse on the couch; dolly beside jack and luke on the other side of her.

after a few minutes of luke and dolly just silently staring at the wall, jack finally has had enough, speaking up again, “what’s going on? why are you guys so quiet?”

and dolly finally speaks through shuddered breath, “two. there’s two of them.”

“huh?” jack questions, but he goes ignored.

“luke, how am i supposed to take care of two babies by myself?? i was afraid of one, but there’s two??”

“two babies?! what the fuck do you mean two babies?!” jack sits up straight, looking at his brother and dolly with wide eyes. but once again, he’s ignored.

luke’s arms wrap around his girlfriend, pulling her tightly to his chest as she begins to cry.

“we’ve got this, baby. we can do it. and i know you can handle it. and i’m sure one of our mom’s can come and help out when jack and i are gone, so that you don’t have to do it alone. everything will be okay, dolly. i promise.”

“is this a prank? you’re pranking me, right?” jack continues, “haha so funny, i get it now, okay? i’ll stop giving you a hard time about the one baby.”

“jack, for once can you just shut up?” luke hisses over dolly’s cries, his eyes snapping over to his brother, “we’re serious and you’re not helping.”

“so there’s actually twins? you have two babies?”

“yes, jack. we’re having twins.” luke huffs.

“fuck, dolly, it’ll be okay. i swear, you’re strong, you can do this. you’ll be a number one mom, i promise,” jack attempts to comfort her, his hand reaching out to rub her back softly, “it’s just another mini luke to love! for whatever reason that you want that. i maintain that a mini dolly would be better.”

***

as for quinn, jim, and ellen, they’re over the moon when they find out!! they tell them in a group facetime a few days later, once the news has settled in for them.

“so ya know, we’re having a baby.” luke starts, making them laugh.

“yeah, we know moose.” quinn chuckles.

“and another baby.” luke continues.

“how about you have the first one and then talk about another baby, honey.” ellen tells him with a smile.

“i don’t think that’s what he means,” jim speaks up, raising his eyebrows at the young couple on the screen, “isn’t that right?”

“it’s twins, mom.” luke explains, his shaking hand seeking and finding dolly’s, lacing their fingers together for comfort.

“oh-” ellen’s eyes go wide, a wide smile spreading across her face, “my first two grandbabies! oh they’re gonna be perfect!”

“i need to buy another jersey.” quinn finally speaks up, a soft grin on his lips.

“DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT! I GET TO SPOIL THE EXTRA BABY!” jack calls loudly from across the room on the couch.

“did you just call my second baby the ‘extra baby’?” dolly questions, looking over at him.

“….no?”

#faithlynn speaks 🪐#ask faithlynn ✨#luke’s gf au !

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piratefishmama · 2 years

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For One Night Only | Part 2

Eddie remembered a lot about Steve Harrington, so to get this fresh new perspective on him… it was wild. He remembered a jock, the king of Hawkins High, the king of Hawkins in general, women wanted him, men wanted to be him, or in some cases men also wanted him. Rich, popular, kind of a jackass at times but never mean enough to warrant dislike. Would have never associated with Eddie’s kind, but yet there he was, comfortable on Eddie’s hotel bed, one long leg crossed over the other as they moved on from pleasantries to business.

Steve wasn’t there as a social call, no matter how fun it might have been to catch up. He had a job to do, and Steve was good at his job.

“Alright, considering our history, or what little of it we have, it might be a good idea to use it if asked on the carpet how we met, I can spin a story about us being secret high school sweethearts who recently reconnected as friends if you want, really big you up to the paps.”

“As lovely as that idea is since high school me would have been thrilled to have been your secret sweetheart” Steve grinned “shut up, I was a nerd with a crush leave me alone” the snigger that followed only made Eddie smile, it wasn’t a hurtful laugh, and Steve’s smile was just to radiant to be mad at. “I said shut up!”

“Shutting up” the smile stayed though as he mimed zipping his lips. Adorable bastard.

“Anyway, as lovely as that idea is, too many people knew us in high school, if the press got word that it was a lie from one of our mutual past acquaintances, eh it’s a hornets nest I don’t wanna poke. Too many what ifs, but we could say that we went to school together, it’s true, we could say that we reconnected recently and… y’know, hit it off…”

“We are hitting it off.” Steve mused, tapping his finger to his chin in thought. “I like it, easy, close to the truth, very little room for mistakes. So I’m to be your date, not just a friend joining you for the evening?” That was what the invite had requested but… Steve was clearly amusing himself by making Eddie squirm a little.

“Mmmhm, yep. Steve Harrington, my date, Can time travel just exist already?”

“Haha, why?”

“Teenage me could do with a visit right this second to tell him Steve Harrington is gonna be our date someday.”

Steve covered his mouth as he laughed so sweetly, the picture of perfection as always. His nose scrunching just a little as he laughed. “Were you always this cute, Eddie?”

“Mmhm, once upon a time, I was even cuter, I swear.”

“I’ll believe you.”

“You shouldn’t.”

“I know, thousands wouldn’t, but I’ve always been a sucker for cute brunettes with big ol Bambi eyes, can't help but believe everything they say.” Eddie hadn’t felt his cheeks warm in years and yet there he was, hiding behind his hair, his complexion turning as red as a fire hydrant, stupid pale skin.

Speaking of brunettes, and incredibly convenient subject changes for the safety of his own composure. “Wait, YOU’RE who Nancy knows!”

“You know Nance?”

“She’s our manager now, man, gets us all the best shit! I met her in a bar after she totally blew off the journalism thing, something about sexist work environments and bosses who wouldn’t know a real story if it slapped them directly in the face. They kept giving her fluff pieces.” Nancy Wheeler, a fluff writer, the audacity of anyone who ever made that assumption. “Now she’s the most badass manager in metal history. I swear to god she’s made many a producer pale in fear at the very mention of her name.” She read all the fine print, with a goddamn magnifying glass. She’d made a grown men cry multiple times, it was badass. “She’s the coolest.”

Steve’s smile was so fond Eddie could have swooned just having it aimed at him, even if the fondness wasn’t for him, it was beautiful enough for it to be swooned over anyway. “She is, cool. I’m glad she found her people.” Even if they no doubt made a funny looking group, little not so primp and proper Nancy Wheeler among a bunch of metalheads. It fitted, in a strange kind of way, she’d always wrangled Mike easy enough.

“How did you uhm… y’know… it’s probably none of my business and I keep changing subjects so stop me if I keep jumping around I’m still a little flabbergast from seeing you at my door but uh… how’d you—y’know… what’s this uh… the whole thing like?” Steve tilted his head like a confused puppy and Eddie just kind of wanted to melt into the floor. “The escort thing.” He added on, for clarification.

“Oh, uhm. Chrissy? Chrissy Cunningham, cheer captain of ’86?”

“I know her, she and Gareth have this—”

“Thing! Yes, she talks about him regularly with Robin.” Robin? He doesn’t think to ask, Steve and Robin, Robin… who would be associated with Steve a Robin whom Steve would just mention as if expecting him to know. He only knew one Robin from those days, and he didn’t even really know her.

Just kind of… existed near her in band for a few months until his style of music pissed the teacher off enough to kick him out. Couldn’t be that Robin, right? Not important.

“Oh my god don’t tell me that and expect me to keep it a secret that’s brutal of you.”

“God, tell him, please, I didn't even know who he was but she keeps talking about him and waiting for him to ask her out. Eventually she’s just going to pin him against something and kiss him so—”

“Tell her to do that but god wait until I have a camera please!” Eddie Munson was not against begging, his grin wide and eyes shimmering with gleeful mischief. “It’s reciprocated, totally and completely one hundred percent reciprocated, he is so gone on that girl, it’s adorable.”

“I will let her know, at least now I know he's one of yours and a good guy." Gareth was the best guy in Eddie's opinion, like a brother to him, not that the others werent too, but... Gareth had known he was gay since Hawkins High. Just him and Uncle Wayne in the know, and he'd always been there to support him, Gareth was good. "Anyway… we ran into each other in this café that I’d gotten a part time gig at in Indy, she looked good, healthy…” he didn’t need to say that Chrissy had had a problem. But she had, and that problem began with ‘M’ and ended with ‘other,’ hers to be specific. “She was already doing it, loving it, I was dubious, asked if she was okay, if she needed help, but no she was loving it, thriving actually, and well… I like making people feel good, both emotionally and physically” oof that was a tone that went straight to a place it shouldn’t do “why do it for free, y’know? She got me set up and the rest is history.” He enjoyed himself.

He loved his job, his love language had always been acts of service, he liked making people feel good, liked making them feel wanted, feel loved, feel seen and heard. Eddie couldn’t help himself “ever do anything… y’know…?” He really wished he could help himself sometimes.

“Sex related?” The red in his cheeks only deepened, Steve didn’t seem offended, or upset, in fact his smile only warmed, eyes crinkling at the corners, gods above and below he was beautiful, how did anyone survive after a night with him, having to let him go? “Sure, like I said, if I’m good at something, why do it for free?”

“Even with…” Eddie motioned to himself

“You?”

“N-No! No, Men—wait sorry—that’s—that’s none of my business” he turned away to move, to pace, so much energy in his body suddenly there with nowhere to go “none of this is any of my business, I don’t usually ask these kinds of—I mean it’s really wrong of me to even ask this sort of—" Steve was just there so fast, hands on Eddie’s biceps, holding him in place, Eddie hoped he couldn’t feel him almost vibrating out of his skin.

“It’s okay, Bambi” Eddie’s eyes snapped up to meet Steve’s, his wide and unblinking, like a deer in headlights in the face of Steve’s so warm and understanding, Bambi really did suit him, Steve thought, his left hand lifting to rest on Eddie’s cheek as if to ground him, it worked. God it worked. “Ask all the questions you like, but maybe save some for later, we don’t have long before we have to go.”

“…Later you’ll be leaving though...” he didn’t want Steve to leave. He didn’t want his next time seeing Steve to be part of a lottery, would he come next time? Would someone else who Eddie didn’t recognise appear in his place?

“We’re hitting it off, remember? I’m sure there’s going to be an afterparty we can both be caught sneaking away from to hang out, right?” Eddie kind of felt like he was flying. He felt like a teenager again, a nerdy, virginial teenager. He refused to acknowledge that little goblin voice telling him that Steve was actually probably just doing his goddamn job, he was on the clock dammit. He just wanted to have this. “You can ask me questions then, I promise I’ll stay.” He didn’t have anywhere else he needed to be.

“…Yeah… if that’s okay with you.”

“More than. Now how about you introduce me to the rest of Corroded Coffin, we all need to be on the same page before we get there.” Work now, catch up later. “Sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can ditch the after party to hang out.” Eddie giggled, an honest to gods little giggle. He really did feel like a teenager again, only Steve was looking at him. Holding him. Grounding him. Steve Harrington was seeing him.

Teenager Eddie would have shit a brick.

“Alright, I’m warning you though, I think you let Tommy H. stuff Jeff into a locker once so don’t expect a warm welcome.” Steve grimaced a little but nodded. He was a different person now, but that wouldn’t erase the mistakes he’d made as a stupid teenager. Plenty of bridges to rebuild and apologies to give. Jeff wouldn’t be the first or the last.

“Bring it on, Bambi.” Eddie could only hide behind his hair again, bashful and flustered.

Part 4

#For One Night Only #PirateWrites #Steddie #ficlet #Stranger Things #no upside down au #Escort!Steve #Rockstar!Eddie

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