#thoughts-n-hcs

[pip-n-chips]

Thinking about Harper choking you out to test your lung function instead of using a stethoscope like a Normal Fucking Doctor

"The longer you last, the better your lungs!" <- Dr. Harper, Health Expert

(P.S. When you awaken once more, you may feel extra soreness in your nether region, but do not fret! This is all completely normal!) <- source: trust me bro

[allllium]

Jason's love language is 100% touch

I don't care what anyone says I know this man has been craving a nice cuddle under a warm blanket for so long

At first he'll put firm boundaries in place, asking you not to touch him in any intimate way, not unless he initiates it

Which makes total sense considering everything he's been through, all the scars on his body that makes him sick to touch

But over time, surprisingly not a long time, he warms up to your touch and even finds himself craving it

It starts small with an arm around your waist and a warm hand placed in yours, but it quickly turns more intimate

Something he never thought he'd have is suddenly there whenever he wants and he doesn't know how to feel about it

He gets more comfortable with things he never thought would be so nice

He lays his head in your lap as you lay on the couch watching TV, showing a kind of vulnerability neither of you ever expected

He starts sleeping without his shirt on and continuously pulls you closer to him

He almost always has a hand on you now

Now that he's comfortable he's not even gonna think twice before keeping his arm around you or laying his hand comfortably on your thigh

He can't even begin to understand why he feels the happiest he's ever been when you do something as simple as playing with his hair or placing your lips to one of his many scars

Safe to say once he gets to this stage, there's no way to go back

p.s he will totally pout the entire day if you lean away from his touch

[honeyroots]

་༘࿐ SNEAKY!LINK!DEAN headcanons ꕥ

sneaky!link!dean just rolls off the tongue... MDNI (18+).

how i think being DEAN WINCHESTER'S sneaky link might go:

¹ — DEAN WINCHESTER has your phone number memorized. every time he gets another cellphone, or doesn't have access to his mainline, he has no problem dialing your number. at this point, you might as well be saved as an emergency contact. sometimes when he calls you from a restricted or unknown number, he pretends to be a phone sex hotline.

² — DEAN WINCHESTER is not immune to jealousy. even if you're technically not in relationship, he doesn't like when other people get too friendly with you. when you're at a bar with him, shooting pool, he gets grumbly if he notices too many people looking your way. when you try to call him on it, he never admits it, but you can tell that he was feeling some type of way about it later that night when he's fucking you. "say it," he tells you, buried deep inside you, "tell me this is just for me."

³ — DEAN WINCHESTER is a sexter. he's feeling needy so of course he's gonna send you some out-of-pocket text in the middle of the day. he's trying to work you up to the point of frustration, so you can feel the same way he does. he sends pictures of just the shaft because he doesn't think you deserve to see the tip until you see him again in person. it's his way of scheduling a hook up with you.

⁴ — DEAN WINCHESTER brings you flowers, even if you're teasing him for it. he knows just how to play the gentleman card. opening doors for you, pulling your chair out, bringing you flowers. he knew he was going to get laid the second you called him, doesn't mean he won't still treat you like a gentleman.

⁵ — DEAN WINCHESTER coaxes your kinks out of you. he wants to know everything you like so he can implement, even if you're feeling a little embarrassed about what you want. he does not care, he just wants you to feel good. sometimes he implements it outside of the bedroom, offering a cheeky wink because he knows you're feeling the warmth in your belly. he wants to give you whatever you need, even if it's a kink he's not familiar with. he's doing the research, and forgetting to clear the browsing history too.

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Logan is never one to stray from blood.

warnings: fem!reader, period sex, oral (f receiving)

A/n:. freaky ahh hcs. ☠️ im writing another logan fic rn so take these hcs while i do.

Masterlist | kofi

˚｡⋆୨୧˚ don’t even think of telling this man “stop, im on my period.” because he dgaf at all.

he looks at you, confused as to why that would stop him, hands still on them hem of your pants. He already knew you were.

“Okay?” He says with furrowed eyebrows, just continuing what he was doing, you whining and shoving his hands away so he finally stops.

˚｡⋆୨୧˚ you tell him that you don’t want him to see you like that or something?? he’s still confused as shit.

“Do you really think that blood is gonna stop me?” He asked you with raised eyebrows, you huffing and shrugging. “Do you not want to… or..?” He asks, slightly worried he did something wrong.

“I mean… I do, but I didn’t think that you wanted to see me like that. I’m just warning you.”

˚｡⋆୨୧˚ he straight up says “I don’t care about some blood.” And continues to rip off your panties.

˚｡⋆୨୧˚ logan is a #pussyeatingchampion. you wonder how tf he got so good then remember he’s got a couple 100 years of experience. lmfaoo. Anyways…

nothing changes when you’re on your period, he’s still eating you out like a fucking god. and a small part of him enjoys it even more than he usually does like this.

it’s messy, your hands gripping at his hair, his tongue lapping at your pussy like it’s his last meal.

˚｡⋆୨୧˚ and he fucks even better! he’s a lot more slow when you’re on your period, gentler even. he wants you to be comfy, and he doesn’t wanna do anything that would hurt you ):

He’s coaxing like 3 orgasms out of you, not that he ever wants to stop (if you get the reference LMFAOO) but he knows that he also has much more stamina than you do, so yeah…

You both end up having to sleep on the couch on those nights, the sheets messed up. You’re a bit embarrassed after, but he makes sure that yk he cares less about the blood, and as long as you feel better that’s all that matters. :>

your honor he’s my baby boy

[jellymochii]

Stray Kids - What Kind of Dominant are They? (Headcanons)

❣ pairings: ot8 skz x fem!reader

❣ genre: smut, fluff

❣ wc: 2.3k

❣ cw: HEAVYYYY SMUT, bondage, bdsm, pet play, dom/sub relationship, sensory deprivation, overstimulation, unprotected sex (please don't), cnc

↪author's note: hello! got in the mood to make some skz hcs. i might do sub!skz next OR dom!txt hehe. hope you enjoy!

**THIS IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION AND DOES NOT REFLECT THE TRUE NATURE OF THE PEOPLE MENTIONED**

❣ Chan - Daddy Dom

Pretty much a classic right here, we all knew this was coming.

Is so doting and loving on you!! He loves taking care of you and spoiling you in every way possible.

You're feeling icky from period cramps? He'll get you sweet treats and massage your worries away. Bad day at work? He's right there holding your face gently and peppering you with kisses.

Loves making you feel good in any way possible. He'll make sure to make you cum at least once before fucking you, and always fucks you slow and deep–just how you like it!

You misbehave though? Yeah, you're in for it.

Will never stop telling you how good you make him feel. Lots of praises like “My sweet girl, always so tight and warm.” Or “Ffffuuuuck you make daddy feel so good, princess.”

Pulls you over his lap and hikes up your skirt, and then spanks you as many times as he sees fit. Lost count? Oops, guess he's restarting from one.

At that point there's tears in your eyes from the sting of your swollen red asscheeks as you're begging him for mercy, telling him you're sorry.

If you really misbehaved he'll pretend like he forgives you and finger your cunt–only to deny you sweet release.

“I thought I told you already, bad sluts don't get to cum, sweetheart~”

If you've been extra mouthy he'll shut you up quickly by grabbing handfuls of your hair and shoving his cock down your throat.

Don't worry, his aftercare is always immaculate, regardless of how good you were that night. Warm baths and sweet words for his baby!

❣ Lee Know - Brat Tamer

Everyone act surprised. We all know the man loves a challenge.

And you, his little bratty baby? Buckle up, you're in for a long night.

Has all kinds of toys to punish you with–cuffs, ropes, whips, etc.

Definitely handcuffs your wrists and ankles to the bed while spanking you repeatedly. You shouldn't have been a brat, now should you?

Whispers absolute filth into your ear, and you secretly love every part of it. Things like “Fucking slut, this was supposed to be a punishment–and look at you, you're dripping.” And “Aww are you crying? Poor girl, I couldn't give less of a shit, huh?”

Definitely not as nice as Chan when it comes to spanking you. At least Chan has the mercy to restart, but Minho? Yep, that's an extra 20.

If he's in a really bad mood, he'll tie you up and shove a remote controlled vibrator up your already leaking pussy and have you at his mercy as he controls every pulse to come out of it. (You're not cumming any time soon.)

May also just deny you entirely and watch you helplessly whine and cry as he jacks himself off in front of you, not giving you a single taste of his sweet juices.

Listen, he's not a complete monster though. Once everything is said and done, he'll still give you the best aftercare.

It's all a game to him. He looooves when you're extra bratty, or when you try and fight back–it turns him on even more, knowing he'll break you down entirely into submission until you're a babbling mess.

Cleans you up nicely with a warm washcloth and makes sure you pee and drink lots of water. He'll also make sure you have a nice warm meal filled with lots of protein to get your energy back.

You're still his baby at the end of the day. Just a very, very bratty one.

❣ Changbin - Pleasure Dom

Oh my sweet Binnie…he's so whipped for you.

He's at your every beck and call, and makes you feel so loved and protected–even in the sheets.

He knows how ridiculously strong he is compared to you, and how you look oh so little caged under his large and muscular body. (He loves it.)

But he's still gentle! He knows he could break you if he wanted to, which is why he treats you like a porcelain doll in bed, and gives you everything you want in more.

But man, you really drive him crazy, y'know?

He can't help it how good you make him feel, your pussy sucking his girthy length in and your walls fluttering around him. Sometimes it's all too much for him.

Takes a LOT of mental and physical strength to not pound into you like a starved wild animal, but sometimes he just can't stop himself, your pussy is just too good.

And so trust, you will get pounded into a brutal pace, but he's gonna make you see stars with how good you feel.

You can tell he's close by how his normal grunts and huffs turn into high pitched whines and moans, his muscles start quivering from all the sensations filling up his system.

Whispers things like “Aigoo, baby, I'm sorry. I-I can't help it, it's too good~!” And “Shhh I know, baby, just let daddy use you for a little.”

Huge load. That's all I gotta say, your poor cunt is leaking from the generous load of his love he's bred into you.

Aftercare king. The best and warmest cuddles you could ever ask for.

He's so in love with you, please tell him what a good job he did and how much you love him!

❣ Hyunjin - Service Dom

A service Dom is typically someone who enjoys inflicting or giving any sort of stimulation to their sub for their own pleasure.

Lover boy Hyunjin is no exception. You're his muse, after all. He wants to explore every part of your body in any way he can.

He watches your scrunched up face while biting his lip as his fingers dig into that sweet spot you love, the other hand fondling your breasts or pinching your nipple as he watches attentively for any sign of pleasure.

Definitely into sensory deprivation. He loves having you blindfolded, handcuffed, and even likes having cute earmuffs on you so you can only feel him using your sense of touch.

Ice cubes, paintbrushes, anything non-conventional that stimulated your nerves in any way. The way you twitch ever so slightly with just a light touch to your clit gets his cock soooo hard.

May also take photos of you while you're in different positions (with your consent, of course) to have for later to either jerk off with or paint and save to his private collection.

If he's eating you out, he's got his plump lips sucking on your clit while his fingers twist in every direction of your sloppy pussy, all while humping the bed from how insanely turned on he is.

When you actually have sex, his hands are all over you. Even if he's sweating buckets and shaking from overstimulation, he's gonna make you cum as many times as he wants. He has to, in his mind.

The way your face contorts from pleasure and how your walls flutter around his cock is enough to make him cum, but he always restrains himself.

Uses his dick so skillfully. He knows your pussy inside and out, and thrusts himself into you mercilessly. Yeah, you're having multiple orgasms tonight.

“Nnngh, jagi–you're so beautiful, I could hah- stay like this forever.” Or “C'mon honey, just one more, for me?”

Major cuddlebug afterwards. He'll clean you up eventually, but for now he just wants to hold you and bask in your presence and tell you how much he adores you.

❣ Han - Dom Tendencies

I don't think Han is any kind of traditional Dom, I more so assume that he has Tendencies that match up with your typical Dom from time to time.

Kinda cocky and more dominant at first when you two are fucking. Lots of “Yeah, you like that huh?”

As he gets closer though, his brain becomes more and more mushy. He's so drunk off your pussy that his head fogs up like he's in a trance.

All he can focus on at this rate if you, and how pretty you look with your nose all scrunched up underneath him.

Once you get close and start ng things like “Ha-Hannie please, I’m gonna cum~!” It's all over for him.

He's suddenly forgotten how to be dominant entirely and all he can think about is wanting to cum. You could basically say your pussy was so good that it made him go stupid.

This usually leads to him cumming before you, but if you cum before him? Oh poor boy, he's gonna malfunction.

“Jagi–angh, please cum for me, I'll do anything!” He'll say desperately pounding into you at an irregular pace, looking for any sort of stimulation.

The feeling of your walls slurping him in and coating his cock with your cum makes his eyes roll in the back of his head. You swear you can see his tongue sticking out like an ahegao.

And yet in true Dom fashion, he plugs you full of his babies–making sure every last drop seeds inside your cervix.

“Fuckfuckfuck I'm cummi- agh~!”

You're both totally wiped after that. He'll still pepper your face in sweet kisses and tell you how good you were, a few giggled mixed in between.

❣ Felix - Versatile Dom

Felix is very flexible in terms of pleasing you.

You want a softer, more love making session? He'll be right there with rose petals and candles. On the other hand, if you're wanting him to absolutely destroy you–he sure can!

Even through his cocky Dom exterior, much like changbin he's petrified of hurting you or going too far. You're his sweet baby, after all!

He uses his rich and deep voice to groan sweet nothings into your ear, he knows it drives you crazy.

When you are looking for something more kinky, he'll bust out a pair of pink fluffy handcuffs and that vibrator wand you love so much–and use it to push you farther than you've ever gone before in terms of overstimulation.

“Yeah? You like when I touch your clit like that, baby?” Or “Ohhh look at you dripping, my nasty little slut.”

Seeing you so obedient and helpless underneath him may scare his brain, but his tip throbs at the sight.

He's very generous when it comes to making you cum. He won't deny or torture you, but he loves teasing you for how squirmy and pathetic you are bound up like that.

His generosity (and slight sadism) peeks through when he makes you cum more times than you can count. And best believe, he’ll be pulling more out of you!

Creampies–lots of them.

Aftercare is always a must for both of you–kisses, cuddles and brownies in that order.

Moral of the story--he’s anyone you want him to be!

❣ Seungmin - Pet Owner Dom

Everyone act surprised part 2

Lee Know's evil counterpart in terms of brat taming. You wanna misbehave? You're gonna get treated like the animal you are.

He’ll put you in your kennel and tie your vibrator to your sopping cunt, leaving you there for as long as he sees fit.

“Awww, you're such a pathetic little puppy.” Or “Bad puppies go into the kennel, you know this. Or are you too dumb to remember, hmm?”

You've got the whole set at this point–ears, matching lingerie, and a collar with his initials engraved in it so everyone knows who you belong to.

Maybe if he's feeling nice he'll let you desperately hump his thigh for any sort of friction while teasing you.

And trust, YOU. WILL. BE. BRED.

Calls your ovulation period your “heat”, and knows how much his sweet puppy needs his cum when she's oh so desperate!

Yep, doggy style. It's both of your favorites–your brain goes fuzzy from how deep his tip kisses your cervix, and he loves hearing his puppy's whines and cries when she's close or overstimulated.

Tugs you by your collar when he's close, his breath becomes erratic and his limbs shake.

By the end of your playtime, there's so much cum seeping out of your cunt (you'll probably get plugged so you're bred properly)

Tells you how much he loves you and what a good puppy you are for him after!

❣ I.N. - Primal Dom

Oh my sweet innie

He really wants to be gentle and loving, and be the sweetheart Dom in bed.

But he simply cannot control his animalistic urges when he's around you.

He's pounding into you at a merciless and brutal pace, all while strangled cries and guttural moans spill from his mouth

He can't help it! His urges are just telling him to :(

Prefers raw any day, let's hope you're on birth control anyway

You almost wonder where this ungodly stamina has come from, especially on days when he has a lot of pent up frustration from practice–you've never been drilled in at this fast and rough of a pace.

Not a lot of words when he's close, he's breathing heavily as filthy moans growl into your ear. Almost as if he were saying “You made me like this.”

Huuuuge breeding desire. He needs to fill you up and make sure you're swollen with his kin in 9 months.

There's something so feral about him when he cums. It's the sweet release he’s been needing, but he’s so addicted to the way your walls take all of his seed in–so much so that you're in for another few rounds just so he can feel it again.

Poor baby, he's so mortified once he snaps out of it and realizes he basically ruined you. He uses gentle warm washcloths like Chan taught him to tend gently to all of your bruises.

Tons of reassurance and apologies spilling from his mouth, but you wouldn't have it any other way since you know how much he loves you.

[piroulinewafers]

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧!𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐛

🍪 𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 !! 🍪

pirate!caleb who always steers the ship barefoot at dawn, the world cold against his feet, eyes scanning the horizon with that quiet determination only he could muster. pirate!caleb who sharpens his weapons by candlelight, sleeves rolled up, humming some half-forgotten sea shanty underneath his breath while the light catches on the edge of his jaw. pirate!caleb who is undeniably ruthless. he’s feared across the seven seas and never hesitates to act in ways less than morally acceptable when necessary.  pirate!caleb who, despite having secured and stolen mounds of treasure in his lifetime and killed many a man, much prefers the act of travelling then fighting. pirate!caleb who smells like sea salt, smoke and aged rum— warm and heady and comforting in its own way, like coming home after being lost at sea. pirate!caleb who speaks in a low, rumbling drawl when he’s angry or turned on, enough to make any individual fall to their knees. pirate!caleb who rarely laughs outright, but when he does, it’s low and warm and real— something that makes even his trusted crew stop and glance over. rich like honey. pirate!caleb who wears his long coat slung over his shoulders, one sleeve always empty, flapping slightly in the sea breeze as he stands at the helm, calm and unshakable as ever.  pirate!caleb who wears thick rings on his fingers and priceless treasures with a price tag that no one could possibly imagine. rings that always leave marks whenever he holds something or someone just a little too tightly.  pirate!caleb who’s sickly stubborn, debilitatingly so. when he puts his foot down or sets his mind to something, it’s impossible to make him waver. if he wishes to kidnap the pretty princess from the powerful kingdom to the west, who is anyone to stop him? pirate!caleb who lets his eager cabinboy sit on his lap while he drinks his beer and smokes a cigar, blowing smoke in his cabinboy’s face just to watch them sputter and whine.  pirate!caleb who chases merfolk for fun, for the thrill of it and the reward. after all, a mermaid’s scales are worth quite the hefty sum and he’s heard long tales on them being the best tasting fish in the sea, in more ways than one. a pretty little mermaid would surely be the perfect trophy for his collection.  pirate!caleb who is most certainly a messy eater, but a grateful one. sauce on his lips, crumbs at the corner of his mouth— and a pretty cabinboy at his beck and call to clean it up for him. but he always clears a plate.  pirate!caleb who won't hesitate to make anyone who dares to defy him walk the plank, making a practical spectacle of the whole manner as a final string to the open wound. he personally enjoys chaining the cannon ball to their ankle, just so they can know that it's most definitely personal. ( this should be ME!!!!! ;; ) pirate!caleb who insists he isn’t possessive, but its obvious in the way his eyes track you, jaw tight whenever another crew member gets too comfortable. pirate!caleb who has killed for less than a wandering hand on your arm. he doesn’t warn twice— he hates repeating himself. pirate!caleb who trust you, but not the world— so he keeps you close, keeps his name in your mouth and his scent on your skin. pirate!caleb who isn’t interested in gold or treasure- he’s sailed through storms and slaughtered kings— and yet, the only thing he yearns for is out of reach.  pirate!caleb who keeps a small, battered compass in his coat that doesn’t point north— it points home.  

[nativegirltapes]

the little things angel does for drew

notes: wanted to write this because i feel like i’m always talking about what drew does for angel and not what angel does for drew. not proofread

angel sprays her perfume all over drew’s hoodies whenever she wears them, it’s in a sweet way but also kind of a territorial way. drew thinks it’s cute and doesn’t mind at all, he loves her perfume.

angel surprises drew with a new book every week, he appreciates it soooo much more than angel thinks. usually she’ll give it to him at the end of the week, friday, when they’re both laying in bed kind of doing their own thing angel says “did you think i forgot!?” and pulls out the book from behind her back. the huge grin drew always has on his face makes you get butterflies. “oh baby! thank you!”

sometimes if drew reaalllyyy enjoys the book he’s currently reading, angel will purchase a copy herself and read it so she can talk about it with drew. sometimes the read is kind of boring but she’d do anything for drew :)

when outer banks finally wraps, angel makes a scrapbook of all the pictures she’s accumulated throughout being with drew and visiting set. it’s filled with him and his castmates, behind the scene pictures and of course full of stickers. it took angel a long time but drew absolutely loved it.

when drew has an interview or audition coming up that she knows he’s a really nervous/anxious about, she’ll leave little sticky notes around the house telling him how he’s got this, how special and talented he is, and how proud you are of him no matter what happens.

angel isn’t much of a sappy person, she gets awkward when she has to be all lovey in person. so, instead of telling drew how much she loves her (she still does obviously, but not as in depth lol) she’ll write him a letter explaining how much she appreciates him. usually in the letters she’ll rant about how she knows she’s too much but he never makes her feel that way, and that everything he does for her does not go unnoticed. she makes drew read it facing away from her because she gets embarrassed

[keyotos]

well aware, you are always mine

summary ⎯ bf headcanons w/ hsr men!!

includes ⎯ dan heng, gepard, blade, sampo, jing yuan

tana's thoughts ⎯ keyotos being active and writing?!!!?!!?!?!

dan heng

⎯ TOTAL acts of service bf. cuts fruit for you, organizes your closet with you, helps you rearrange ur bookshelf. like all of that. he is ur #1 helper in all situations and is probably the most reliable person u know. if ur ever having problems, you always call dan heng bc he always solves them for you

⎯ considerate bf. listens to all ur song recommendations and also your book recommendations. never takes your word with a grain of salt (most of the time)

⎯ not a big fan of shopping trips, but will go with you anyway. he will carry all your bags and help you pick out clothes. AND HE WILL GIVE U ACTUAL FREAKING ADVICE INSTEAD OF BEING LIKE, "it all looks good on you."

⎯ like dan heng will pull up with, "that color washes you out," or, "that does not match your color pallete at all." he's detailed wit it too?? the only reason why he knows all of this is bc he pays attention to you.

you see something you like? let's find it in that color that matches w/ ur fav pants so you can wear it all the time. don't worry, i already found it.

you look dissatisfied? dan heng thinks he knows why: you think it won't look good. oh, he was right? well, he can help you style it in a way for it to look good. you can wear that with the shirt you like so much, with some added jewelry, of course.

⎯ does not spend ANY TIME in his room (but who could rlly blame him). he's always in yours and he's lying down in your bed. he takes the phrase, "make yourself at home," to another level. but i guess he gets a pass bc you literally are his home.

⎯ he's sarcastic asl. since his guard is down with you, there's not really a need to maintain seriousness at all times. his dry and sarcastic humor really comes out when you're around him specifically. dating dan heng would make u a victim of the sassy men apocalypse.

⎯ dan heng is the type of person to stare at you lovingly (like HEART EYES are coming out) while you guys are taking a photo together. and you wouldn't even know until you saw the photo. like picture this: you are over here smiling and being cute or whateva. and then dan heng is there. he's obliviously staring at you: like how the light perfectly bounces off your face and how perfectly your eyes crinkle when you smile.

⎯ when he feels secure around you, he is the definition of lovesick. longing stares from far away (even tho ur dating)? yes. touchy (you make sure to tease him about it)? yes. buries his head in the nape of your neck? duh. like he is the whole package and he can never seem to let you go... like ever. you are constantly stuck in his head and also his body.

gepard

⎯ hilariously bad at taking pictures. like you tell him to get one angle and he gets the exact opposite angle. manages to always catch you off guard in every. single. picture. his excuse for this is, "but you look good in all of them :/"

⎯ when he gets super tired after work, sometimes when he gets home and finishes showering/etc, he just flops onto u. like. literally flops onto you. you're always shocked at first, but you move him into a position where he can comfortably sleep (and hold you) in and then you relax. he always apologizes for it later in the morning and makes sure to shower you in more affection than last night, but you always reassure him that it's fine.

it's only bc u take the time to take equally bad photos of him #payback.

⎯ you have to water his plants for him. we all saw this coming. but on the bright side, that means ur home more often!! and when you greet him on the couch after a long day... like you've never heard a deeper sigh of relief before. doesn't collapse on you like other days (thankfully). you two just spend the night eating dinner on the couch and watching reality tv. sometimes, when you fall asleep on the couch, gepard always brings a blanket from your bedroom and drapes it over you. and then he carries you into bed.

⎯weirdly good at cracking your back for you. like if he wasn't the captain of the silvermane guards, he could very well be a freaking chiropractor. like he knows all the right joints to pop, all the right places to put his hands, and all the right places to press down. and it feels SO GOOD. you've never asked him about it.

⎯ gets you really cute and considerate gifts since he isn't around a lot. sometimes gets lynx to deliver them for him. and they're always paired with your favorite flowers too. all his gifts r things that he remembered you liked/wanted (new shampoo brand, new book pela recommended, new plants).

⎯ still asks if you wanna go out even if you two have been dating long term. like he would text you and be like, "would you like to go out with me for coffee," all formal and wtv, and you would respond like, "gepard we have been dating for five years. you do not need to ask."

he would get all flustered when you would bring it up at the coffee shop. pays for your coffee so you could forget about it (you don't: you tease him endlessly).

⎯ learns other things for you. he's dedicated and loyal to you like how a soldier is dedicated to their general. if you wanted a specific kind of dish, gepard would learn how to create it. if you wanted to learn how to plant certain seeds, gepard would run to the florist (and pela) to ask for many tips. if you spoke a different language, gepard would be running to duolingo.

though there is always his duty, a part of his heart and soul will always belong to you.

blade

⎯ contrary to gepard, takes the BEST FUCKING PHOTOS of you. he should be a professional photographer or something because, all the photos he takes, makes you look like a MODEL. he gets all the angles perfectly right + he always makes sure the lighting looks good. and u look back at all the photos he took and ur jaw is DROPPED

⎯ hates going outside x goes outside 24/7. you're big on exploration and fun while blade wants to lie low. but either way, you two manage to have fun in your own respective ways. blade watches you from a distance (of 1 foot) and only intervenes if he needs to. other than that, you drag him around the entire place. he is not complaining: one stupid and cheeky grin from you, and blade realizes he is an absolute goner.

⎯ a little too supportive. it's a good thing in all aspects except for one: making decisions. this mf is like, "whatever you do, i fully support your decision." BUT THE PROBLEM IS THAT YOU CANNOT MAKE A DECISION. THAT'S WHY UR ASKING HIM.

⎯ this problem comes up very often during shopping trips. where dan heng excels at shopping trips, blade... not so much. blade is the type of bf to say, "everything looks good on you." but not bc he doesn't care enough: he genuinely thinks you look good in everything.

in his mind it's like: how could you think you look bad in that outfit when you are radiating luminosity from every crevice of the room??? does anyone else see that glow coming from you, or was it just him??

⎯ did not have a favorite color until you. he actually didn't have a lot of favorites before he met you. now his favorite color is blue (you like looking at the sky), his favorite scent is peach blossoms (the shampoo you use), and his favorite food is fried rice (it's the only thing you know how to make).

⎯ does ur hair for u. expert in hair care but it's not uncalled for (his only friends⎯not counting you⎯are silverwolf and kafka). you need to braid your hair? blade has already offered before u could even pull up a tutorial. a new cute hairstyle you wanted to try? don't worry, your boyfriend is there to help you part, section, and clip your hair.

⎯ pretends to give off big scary dog energy, in reality he is a small little lapdog. desires your love and affection so often. does not go out without you. grabs things n carries them to u like a cute little dog would. he's very devoted okay?? let him bring u stupid little trinkets and stay by ur side all the time.

⎯ you send him stupid ass memes all the time. one time u sent him one of those stupid 'good night' memes and he threatened to block you (lovingly). but he found that his reactions always make you laugh (and blade wants to keep you happy forever), so he just lets you send them to him atp. most nights, he sends a simple, "good night" text back. but when he wants to tease you, he sends a goodnight meme back.

⎯ those nights, he thinks that he hears your ecstatic giggles from down the hall. you sound so giddy that it makes his heart want to blow up. those are the good nights.

sampo

⎯ bro is mischievous. he leaves little sticky notes for you all around the house and makes it a game for u to find them. they're not even super important too they're just little things like, "i miss you," or, "did u find all the notes???"

⎯ but he knows you get bored easily, so he made those notes so that you could have something to do during the day. his intentions are adorably sweet, but his execution is so. um. A FOR EFFORT!

⎯ most of the stuff he gives you... hate to break it to u but they are usually stolen. if you choose to ignore that, great! most of the things he grabs are usually rare and u have no idea how he gets them. you swear he doesn't leave belobog, but some of the items he gifts you seem a little too... outlandish. but yk, it's the thought that counts!

⎯ manages to distract you from every single task. usually disruptive, but sometimes, very helpful. after an entire day of work, you can always come back home to where sampo is, because he will always find a way to distract you from whatever stress you have on your plate. whether it be cooking you dinner or simply talking you through his day, you always find yourself feeling slightly better around him.

⎯ has a good relationship with your family. yeah this was very unexpected on both ends. your parents love him: they love his humor and his looks and literally are charmed by him. even tho is a CON ARTIST. anyway. sampo loves your parents and messes around with you by calling them as their parental names (mom/dad). you are not amused.

⎯ grabs dinner before he comes back home. always manages to swing by a place you like and he always gets free food (you've gave up trying to question his methods). before, when he brought home food, it was usually a special occasion because he would never be home often. now, it's a common occurrence: he's wanted to be with you more, and now he brings home food every day.

jing yuan

⎯ the xianzhou's nagging king. this is not a good thing. he nags at you for a lot. did you take your allergy meds? did you eat breakfast today or just drink coffee? did you forget to clear out the pencils on your desk? he does it out of endearment. it does not make it less annoying (lies).

⎯ so accustomed to your little routines together that he can do it with his eyes closed. how do you want your tea? easy: he can list it within ten seconds. he can make it with his eyes closed. and he will always make it perfectly too.

⎯ lets you sleep on mimi (you could say you go mimimimi). not even gonna lie, sometimes he wishes he was mimi. you just sleep so peacefully on her, but you refuse to sleep on jing yuan. you make up stupid excuses like, "your bicep is going to be numb by the time we wake up." but that is simply not true (it is).

⎯ favorite times of day are when it's night. okay that didn't make any sense but he really just likes spending the night with you. it's quiet and the world is much less loud, and it feels like being with you redefined the definition of happiness. everything is so much more peaceful, and plus, you were there.

⎯ being a cloud knight general has its negative aspects. so, much like gepard, he would probably also crash into bed with you at night. but this time, he doesn't need you to move him, because he traps you in between his arms every. damn. time. it's like this man cannot fall asleep without you.

⎯ sitting down with him is like a chore. if you two are sitting down, jing yuan likes to grab your legs and move them onto himself, so you two would be closer. this isn't just on the sofa, by the way. armchairs, conference chairs, office chairs. the chairs don't even have to be connected. he'll just find a way to connect you two anyway.

⎯ you are the first person he looks for in a crowded room. in a place full of people, jing yuan's eyes will only scan for you. his height makes it easier to do so btw. but anyway, you are someone of great importance to him. he doesn't want to lose you like how he lost so many. and when he finds you, it's like the sun shines directly on you: it's always a surreal sight when jing yuan sees you, because he always thinks the sun has risen.

⎯ it hasn't. he was always looking at you.

AND GOOD NIGHT. jfc.

[miya-rin]

imagine being the miya twins older sister who has had suna rintarou fully enamoured with your existence since he first met you at 15 years old.

he has tried to make many moves on you over the years to no avail; sneakily trying to place his arms around your shoulder before one of your brothers notice and throw the nearest object they can grab his way. not letting you carry anything while hes around, claiming how “youll never have to lift a finger again” if you give him a chance. hell, even dropping down to the floor to tie your shoelaces the second he realises the laces have come loose, taking his time to stand back up afterwards as he slowly rakes his eyes over your figure so he can fully take in every inch of you. every attempt of his to make you swoon for him is met with “sorry sweetheart, still not into minors” and a small ruffle of his hair which gives him a dopey smile. you would think he would start to back off eventually but to your dismay every rejection you have handed to him has just made his desire for you grow stronger - he takes your words as “try again when youre 18”

which is exactly what he does. on his 18th birthday his friends decide to throw him a massive party - being the twins chaperone you had to come along and when suna set his eyes on you, you knew there was no chance of you escaping his antics. you catch him glancing at you multiple times throughout the night before he gets pulled away by one of his guests, a disappointed look in his eyes every time he had to look away from you.

after a couple of hours you decide to step outside onto the balcony to catch some fresh air seeing as there was no sign of the party dying down anytime soon. you’re outside for maybe 5 minutes when you hear the door slide open, you already know who its going to be seeing as he has been trying to catch you alone all night, you turn around to finally face the boy and he looks as ecstatic as ever.

“happy birthday suna.” you swear you can see his soul leave his body the second those words leave your mouth, its not the first time youve said it to him tonight - youre not that cruel as to not wish the poor boy a happy birthday on his special day - but everything that comes out of your mouth looks like it sends him to heaven and back.

“thankyou yn, i appreciate you being here, but then again, i know you cant spend more that a week away from me because youre just so obsessed with me.”

“wow, am i that easy to read?” you chuckle along with him, noticing the way his gaze doesnt stray away from your face while you face forward, “so, how does it feel finally being legal?”

“incredible, it means you can finally give me a chance.” he doesnt miss the way you sigh at his words.

“suna we’v-“

“i know that we’ve been over this, but i don’t really think you mean it,” this gains an eye roll from you, “plus, my one wish when i blew out my candles was that you would give me a kiss.”

“really? well i guess your going to have to go without this year.”

“it was my birthday wish, youre not gonna deny me that are you?”

“yknow if you tell your wish to someone it doesnt come true right?”

“yn…please,” his voice is barely above a whisper, he sounds desperate, “i have been waiting for three years, all i ask for is one kiss, just one.”

“i think youre forgetting that im 22 and you are freshly 18.”

“im still 18 though.”

“hm… you make a good point,” you see the way he perks up slightly at your evaluation, a hopeful look becoming more prominent in his eyes, “one kiss. let it be my official gift for the birthday boy.” you might have well as told him he had just one the lottery, anyone who walked past the sliding door would think you had due to the way his smile was so wide.

“thankyou” is all he can muster up before he is snaking his hand up your body and with a hand tangled up in your hair he leans down until his lips touch yours, you can feel the shit eating grin spread across his face as he gently moves his lips in sync with yours, pulling away slightly to whisper “best birthday ever” before leaning back in <3

[pip-n-chips]

Harper's the kind of guy who would ask you to rate the experience out of 10 after you fuck.

Like in the way doctors ask you for your pain levels.

[allllium]

Just an Accident

~ Jason todd x reader who was accidentally hurt

~ Fluff, Jason being dramatic, WC:

~ Inspired by @mostly-imagines

[Thank you guys for being so patient while I finished this and thank you for all likes 💓💓 I really wasn't expecting anything till this was finished. Hope this meets your expectations <3]

Jason tried really hard to keep his secret secret from you but let's be honest, he's very obvious about it. Especially once you meet his family.

After he finally came clean to you about everything, he became even more protective. More protective than you ever thought possible.

He would freak out anytime he didn't know where you were or if you got hurt in any way.

"I'm so so sorry." Bruce says, following you through the mansion repeating his apology.

"It's okay, Bruce, it was an accident." You reply, "I should've known."

Honestly there was no way you could've known that Bruce was creating some elaborate booby trap on the kitchen counter that would fail and smack you in the face when you walked into the kitchen.

It didn't hurt too bad, luckily Bruce was testing things with plastic and not the real materials.

From the look of it though, you'll definitely have a mark on your nose and possibly a bruise under your eye.

"I had no idea it was gonna do that." He continues defending, knowing how Jason will react.

"It's fine, I swear. I know you wouldn't do that on purpose." You walk into the living room and sit down on the couch. Bruce sits next to you.

"Can I get you anything?" He asks. Obviously freaking out.

"No, it's alright. It really doesn't hurt."

"Oh shit." You hear Dick gasp. Coming in through the front door with Tim.

"Oh, what did you do!?" Tim asks, "Jason is gonna kill you."

"It was an accident, everything is fine." You try to calm everyone down.

Seeing that you're okay, Dick can't hold back his laugh.

"Wow, Jason is never gonna trust you again Bruce." Tim hits Dick on the arm and rolls his eyes. To the side of you, Bruce leans forward to hold his head in his hands.

"I think you guys are being a little dramatic. Jason isn't gonna kill him."

"No you seriously underestimate how Jason will react to this." Tim tells you.

"Yeah, remember he almost killed me for making jokes about you when you first got together."

"What?" You turn to Dick in confusion, "I don't remember that."

"Not important," he waves it off, "The point is, we need a plan."

"A plan for what?"

"A plan to hide this from Jason" He tells you, in a tone that screams obvious.

"How would I do that, Dick? I live with him."

"I don't know yet, that's why we need a plan!" He exclaims, pacing in front of the couch.

You roll your eyes, "You're being dramatic."

"No he's not." Bruce says. You fall back into the couch and cross your arms over chest.

"Bruce please. I need at least one of other person here to be an adult."

You can hear Tim laughing as he sits in the chair next to the couch.

"Well, he's right. Jason's gonna be pissed." Bruce shakes his head at you. He stands from the couch and starts pacing with Dick.

"They're gonna make me lose my mind." You mumble under your breath. You run your hands over your face, this childish behavior you're watching isn't what you were expecting from Batman and Nightwing.

Okay to be honest you were definitely expecting this from Dick.

Tim leans over to whisper to you, "You should make a break for it, they're too busy plotting to notice you leave."

"Let me guess," you whisper back, "you've had to make a break for it a couple times?"

"More than you know." He shakes him head and has a serious look on his face.

"Well, have fun with that." You laugh and walk out the front door. Tim was right, both the guys were so busy trying to figure out how to hide you from Jason, they totally forgot to hide you.

You rush home to meet Jason. You were supposed to meet for dinner but obviously you got a little distracted.

"Hey baby." You sigh when you walk through the door. Jason is in the kitchen cooking dinner. Whatever he chose to make, made the whole room smell amazing.

"Hey. What took you so long?"

"I stopped by the mansion to borrow that thing from Alfred but he wasn't there." You tell him, referencing some cooking tool you wanted to make desert for after dinner.

"Where did he go?" You want into the kitchen to see him while you talk.

"I have no idea. I got distracted by something Bruce was doing." You walk over and take a piece of food that he's cutting.

Without looking, he softly smacks your hand away.

"Rude." You laugh.

"This is my sacred space." He puts the knife down and gestures over the whole counter.

"You're ridiculous." You laugh again and kiss him on the cheek.

"How dare you." He puts his hand on his chest in fake offense. Only then does he turn to actually look at you. "What happened?" He immediately asks.

"Oh it's fine, just got smacked with some plastic " Which is apparently not the answer he wanted.

"What the fuck does that mean?" He grabs your face gently and examines the marks on your face.

"It means I got hit with some plastic. But it doesn't hurt." You quickly explain, but he doesn't let go of your face or stop freaking out.

"What plastic?"

"Bruce was experimenting with something and it didn't work."

"He did this?" He lets go off your face to run his hands over his own.

"It was accident. He wouldn't hurt me on purpose and you know that."

"I don't care if it was an accident, you're hurt."

"Jason." You say firmly. He's obviously surprised considering you never use his name to address him. "An accident is an accident and you're not gonna hold this against Bruce. He already apologized and clearly felt bad."

"But you're hurt" He pouts.

You step forward and wrap your arms over his shoulders. "It doesn't hurt. It was just some plastic."

"It left a mark."

"I promise I'm okay. And I want you to promise you won't hurt Bruce for this." You look right into his eyes and do your best to give him a puppy dog look. Which isn't necessary because he can't say no to you anyway.

"Fine I promise I won't hurt him." He presses his forehead to yours, "I'd rather leave him to stew in fear anyway."

You chuckle at his words. "As long as no real harm comes to him I won't stop you from having fun."

"Good." He kisses you once and heads back to make dinner. You have no doubt Jason would ever actually hurt Bruce over something so small but you'd rather be safe than sorry.

Hopefully this'll stop Dick and Bruce acting like absolutely children in the future.

Yeah that'll never happen.

Not even 10 minutes after finishing dinner you get a call from Dick.

"How dare you?" He asks the moment you answer the phone. "You're a traitor."

"Again with the dramatics Dick. You can't stop me from going home."

"Let me guess Jason's on his way here to get some revenge right now." He says in a very childish and fearful tone.

"No! I was right, you guys are way more dramatic than you should be and he has no intention of killing anyone." Jason looks at you as you talk to his brother. Clearly wondering what he has to do with this situation.

"I don't believe you. You've shown where your loyalty lies."

"Why are you talking like I'm an enemy or something?"

"Maybe you are! How should I know?"

"Okay you're right." You decide to play along, "I couldn't stop him from wanting to kill Bruce, he's on his way there right now."

Jason furrows his eyebrows in confusion.

"I knew it! Mark my words one day-"

His voice cuts off when you hang up.

"There is something severely wrong with your entire family." You tell Jason with a blank face.

"Yeah I know." He puts his arm over your shoulder and pulls you into him.

Hmm you wonder how long it takes till Dick realizes you lied.

[purerae]

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YANDERE!HERO  X GN!READER // PT1

warnings ;; stalking, obsessive behaviour, overall yandere themes 

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˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who's known for his extreme bravery and bright personality! he’s what makes the city feels safe with a big smile on his face! What's not to love? ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who always makes time for his fans, signing autographs, taking pictures… what a nice hero <3 ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who spots you plummeting from a crumbling building mid-battle between a major villain he has been fighting for a while, heart skipping a beat at the thought of somebody in danger. He swoops in, catching you in his arms, expecting panic or even shock from the city's favourite hero saving you? —but you’re calm…? almost bored…? ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who’s used to hearing screams of terror or even joy when he rescues people, but when you look up at him with those indifferent eyes, it throws him off. Why aren’t you scared? Why aren’t being you grateful? The lack of fear intrigues him. ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who can’t help but feel a strange pull towards you as you brush off his dramatic rescue with a simple, 'Thanks.' No fanfare, no wide-eyed admiration—just a casual acknowledgment, like he’s done nothing special. ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who can’t stop staring at you after he sets you down safely, his usual bright smile faltering for just a moment. He’s confused, frustrated even—how could you be so indifferent to him, of all people? ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who accidentally lets the villain slip from his grasp again because he was too busy thinking about the person who didn’t even react to him, seeks you out, desperate for another interaction. He’s not used to being dismissed so easily—he needs to understand why you’re not affected by his charm like everyone else. ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who’s usually surrounded by adoring fans, but now all he can think about is you—the one person who didn’t seem to care. He’s never met anyone like you before, and now he’s hooked. ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who starts to see your indifference as a challenge, something to overcome. He’s determined to break through that cool exterior and make you see him the way everyone else does—no, more than everyone else does. ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who, after that first meeting, finds himself obsessing over you. He watches you from a distance, trying to understand why you didn’t react to him like everyone else. Your mystery is irresistible, and suddenly you’re all he can think about. ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who keeps running into you ‘by chance.’  He’s not used to people being so unimpressed with him, so he casually strikes up conversations, trying to draw you in. “Hey hey!  how are you doing after that very scary fall? ” (It's been like a month, why does he still remember you..) ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who starts off with small talk, asking about your day, your interests, all while flashing that charming smile. But he’s secretly analysing every word you say, trying to figure out what makes you tick.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who only memorises the things you like because he deeply cares about every single citizen in the city!! it’s not because he thinks you��re cool and wants your approval…definitely not..!!

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who offers to walk you home one evening, using the excuse that it’s dangerous out there with all the recent villain attacks. You shrug and agree, not realising he’s already planned this route to spend more time with you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who, after getting to know you a bit more, starts to subtly insert himself into your life. He’ll show up at your favourite café, claim he was just doing his neighbourhood watch, and invite you to join him for coffee. How could you refuse?

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who gradually becomes a constant presence in your life, always so charming, so attentive. You start to look forward to seeing him, not realising that every step you take closer to him is one he’s carefully orchestrated.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO  who never misses a chance to remind you how special you are to him. You're always on his mind, even when he's saving the city! <3

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who always makes sure you’re watching when he defeats a villain. The victory is sweeter when he knows you’re looking at his strength and bravery. Hes cool right?! The best hero, right???

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who leaves little gifts at your doorstep, each one more extravagant than the last. It’s his job to make people happy, especially you!

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who keeps tabs on your daily routine. He’s just so concerned about your safety! Knowing where you are at all times is his way of showing how much he cares.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO  who’s always there at the right time, whether it’s saving you from danger or just catching you when you trip… how did he manage to be right by your house when you fell? 'Don’t ask questions silly, you’re lucky he was there to protect you <3'

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO  who subtly influences your decisions, steering you away from places or people he doesn’t approve of. “It’s for your own good,” I mean he’s a world loved hero, he must be right, right? ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO  who dedicates every victory, every heroic deed, to you. “You’re my inspiration,” he says with that signature wide grin. ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO who casually mentions your name in interviews, saying how much you inspire him to be better. His fans might think it’s cute, but it’s actually his way of claiming you in front of the whole world. (even if you guys aren’t dating yet) ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!HERO  who feels a surge of satisfaction when you start to seek him out, whether it’s for help, advice, or just to chat. He’s finally becoming that important figure in your life, just as he planned. And now that he’s in, he’ll never let you go. He’ll be your hero, he’ll save you.

"Don't tell anybody, but you're my favourite citizen to look after~"

purerae<3

[l0standn0tf0und]

Spencer Reid ❀ fic recs p.3

part 1.

part 2.

♡ = smut, 18+ only 

theoretical knowledge vs. practical application

it happens when you’re still half asleep...

but you peeked right over somehow

late night heart to heart talks

everything is still very new...

on the stroke of midnight

summer nights

used to, not to

watching him

newlyweds

ton 618

caught

drunk

sleep

♡restraint

♡snap out of it

♡nsfw alphabet

♡covetous cravings

♡swallows and ravens

♡no talking in the morning

♡i can do a lot with fifteen minutes

♡earlyseasons!spencer making you squirt

All credits and support to original authors: @godsfavdarling @moonstruckme @reidingandallthat @gf2bellamy @missarchive @webbluvrsugar @burymagdalene @blluesiide @vatelixx @nachrosas @shutupandwatchsmosh @reidrum @arislore @petrichoravery @esote-rika @gold-onthe-inside @lokisswiftie @eideticmemory

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[lanalosty0uu]

Take A Chance With Me

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

part i | part ii | part iii

summary: why can't you for once, disregard the world and run to what you know is real? take a chance with me, Steve Harrington.

a/n: slight angst!!! fluff, hopeless romantic reader

general master list

inspired by the song:

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The first time you saw Steve Harrington smile, you knew you were in trouble.

You tried to play it cool—because that’s what you always did. You were the laid-back one, the nonchalant one, the girl who didn’t wear your heart on your sleeve. But every time Steve flashed that easy, lopsided grin, something twisted in your chest, and you had to force yourself to look away before your feelings bled out for everyone to see.

But Steve Harrington had always been in love with Nancy Wheeler. And for the longest time, You had accepted that. You kept your head down, kept your heart guarded, and kept herself at a safe distance. You told yourself that it didn’t matter—that his laughter wasn’t the sweetest sound you’d ever heard, that the way his eyes crinkled when he was amused didn’t make your stomach flip.

But then Nancy broke up with him.

It wasn’t quiet, and it wasn’t subtle. Word spread fast in Hawkins High, and your heard the whispers long before you saw the fallout. Nancy Wheeler dumped Steve Harrington at Tina’s party—drunk, angry, and loud enough for half the school to hear. Steve had been trying to keep his cool, but you had seen him storm out, jaw clenched and eyes dark, and you’d wanted to follow him.

You didn’t, though. You told yourself it wasn’t your place.

But on Monday, when Steve slumped into his seat next to you in history class, looking like a kicked puppy, you couldn’t help the way your heart leapt.

“Hey,” you said, keeping your voice as casual as possible. “You look miserable.”

He shrugged, his eyes fixed on the desk. “Tell me something I don’t know.”

You wanted to say more—perhaps calm him down a little bit, but the words stuck. Instead, you nudged your notebook toward him. “You missed the notes from last week. If you want to catch up.”

Steve blinked at you, like he wasn’t used to anyone offering him kindness. “Thanks,” he said, his voice soft.

That afternoon, you found him sitting alone behind the school, a cigarette dangling from his fingers and his head tipped back against the wall.

“That bad, huh?” you asked, dropping down beside him.

He didn’t even flinch. “You heard.”

“Everyone heard,” she said gently.

He let out a bitter laugh. “Figures.”

You sat in silence for a minute before Steve spoke again. “I don’t get it. I did everything right. I was good to her, you know? And she—she said I wasn’t enough.”

Your heart twisted. “Steve—”

“I don’t even know who I am without her,” he said quietly.

You wanted to tell him. You wanted to say he was kind, and funny, and brave. That he didn’t need Nancy Wheeler to define him. But for your own sake, you kept it inside, because this wasn’t about you.

“You’re still you,” you said instead. “And that’s enough.”

He looked at you then—really looked at you—and for a second, you thought maybe he saw you truly.

“Thanks,” he said softly.

And that was how it started. You offered to help him with his notes because he clearly hadn’t been paying attention in class. You made stupid jokes under your breath just to see his lips twitch upward. You asked him about his day, and when his eyes finally met yours—warm and grateful—you thought, maybe. Just maybe.

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Days turned into weeks, and their easy companionship settled into something familiar, something you weren’t sure how to define. You studied together, sat next to each other in class, and sometimes Steve would find you at lunch when his usual crowd wasn’t around.

One afternoon, you were studying in the library when Steve’s laughter filled the quiet space. Your breath caught. You would’ve died for that sound. And as his eyes met yours, bright and full of warmth, you wondered if he could see the way you were falling apart.

“You’re kind of a lifesaver, you know,” he said, his voice low.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Your heart thumped painfully against your ribs. You wanted to say, “You don’t have to,” wanted to tell him you’d always be there, that you’d run to him without question. But instead, she forced a smile and said,

“What are friends even for?”

But God, you wanted to be more than that. You wanted him to take a chance—with you.

The lines between friendship and something more kept blurring. He started sitting closer, his knee brushing against yours under the table. His eyes lingered a second longer when he locked his gaze on yours. Once, when you were laughing too hard at one of his jokes, he reached out and tucked a stray piece of hair behind your ear, and the simple touch burned through your skin.

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“Y/n,” he said one day after class, his voice hesitant. “Do you wanna—hang out? Like, outside of school?”

You blinked, your heart slamming against your ribs. “Like—just us?”

“Yeah,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “If you want.”

Of course, you wanted. But you played it cool. “Sure,” you said, smiling. “I’m free after six.”

You ended up at the diner, sharing fries and laughing like you’ve known each other forever. The weight that had been sitting on his shoulders since the breakup seemed lighter, and you hoped, even prayed, that maybe you had something to do with that.

As he walked you to her car later, Steve hesitated. “y/n,” he started, his voice soft. “I—thanks. For everything.”

“You don’t have to thank me,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

He smiled that soft, lopsided smile that made your knees weak. “I kinda do. You’ve been… really great.”

For a second, you thought maybe he’d close the distance between them. Your breath caught, your heart pounding. But then he just squeezed your hand and stepped back.

You knew—they were almost there. But almost was never enough.

But you weren’t done trying.

You found excuses to spend more time with him. Inviting him to study at your house when your parents were working late, suggesting movies you knew he’d love, brushing your fingers against his just a little longer than necessary when you passed him something. Every time he smiled at you, every time his eyes softened, you felt hope bloom.

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One night, you were watching a movie in your living room when Steve’s arm brushed yours on the couch. He didn’t move away.

“You ever feel like,” he said quietly, his eyes fixed on the screen, “you’re waiting for something? But you don’t know what?”

Your heart pounded. “Yeah,” she whispered. “All the time.”

He turned his head, his face inches from yours. “y/n…”

The phone rang, breaking the moment. You closed your eyes, swallowing disappointment, and reached for the receiver.

When you hung up, you found him watching you. “I should probably go,” he said softly.

“Steve—” you started, but the words stuck.

“Thanks,” he said again, his voice gentle. “For being here.”

And just like that, he was gone.

They were almost there.

But she wouldn’t stop reaching for him.

and she wouldn’t stop wishing for him to take a chance with her.

p.s: my first ever one shot! i’ll make more fics and one shots inspired by songs! hope u guys like it ^^ also, if any of you would like to be added on my general taglist, feel free to request! <3

[lilacxquartz]

Satoru hated birthdays, but not for any reason you’d guess.

It wasn’t because of obligation or anything like that. He truly did enjoy celebrating the closest people in his life being alive for another year, but it became bittersweet and when he started to date you and this feeling had only skyrocketed through the years. Don’t get him wrong, though. He loved spending time with you, but the concept of you aging, slowing down and eventually dying, terrified him to his core.

Satoru countered this by being clingier than what was acceptable; inserting himself into every single free scrap of time he could salvage, even if it just was holding you as you slept, just as he was doing right now.

His hands were drifting away from your hips as sleep took him over, though, letting his limbs fall off to the side, but such a feeling of serenity didn’t last too long. Within an instant, he twitched and tore awake with a start—his hands flying back to clutch around your form. You were a bit too still for his liking and over the years—especially in this profession, had made him grow paranoid.

He watched intently for the telltale sign of your eyes fluttering open, for you to blink awake and meet his gaze, only for you to be the one concerned for him.

“Satoru…?” you yawned out. “What are you—are you okay?”

Oh, you silly thing. He couldn’t possibly be ‘okay’. Not at all.

(Because one day, there would come a final time when he got to hold you like this, and he’d never meet with those slightly annoyed eyes of yours ever again.)

Though he couldn’t let you suspect a thing all at the same time—he couldn’t risk the possibility of you being put off by the intensity of just how much he loved you, so he brushed it off with something believable instead.

“I’m fine,” he murmured, pressing his lips to the top of your head as he pulled you tighter against his chest, “I thought I forgot to buy you a present for tomorrow, but I know for a fact I did. So let’s go back to bed, hm?”

As you settled back against his cosy frame to do just that, he didn’t dare to go to sleep again, keen to make every moment with you count just because.

You were celebrating a new year tomorrow, after all.

Which both excited him and terrified him at the same time.

[priyajoyy]

Devil wears prada part 2

Dark!lottie Matthews x reader x dark!shauna shipman x dark!jackie taylor x dark!natalie scatorcio

this is just a bunch of story building cause if I fit meeting Lottie into this part it would be way too long im sorry

Warnings:

Dark characters, power imbalance, toxic workplace, mental health problems, fat shaming, beauty standards, etc (more in later parts)

“Now you’ll technically be reporting to me, I’m situated on the 24thth floor where you’ll spend most of your time, though it really depends on where you’re needed” Mari told you as she guided you towards the elevator once again.

You’d viewed the offices on the 15th floor, which Mari had told you, you would sometimes need to go to on the odd occasion. You were now on your way up to one of the higher floors.

“If you need anything you can come to me, though the other secretaries are very friendly so I’m sure they’ll be happy to help.” She continued, “you report to anyone above you really, you’re not anyone’s personal assistant so they can all use you when necessary”

The elevator dings and the doors finally open. And Mari wastes no time, walking straight through the offices.

“The likelihoods are you’ll only be dealing with lower-level management, because the others have their own girls for their important stuff so it will never be anything too difficult.” 

Everyone was dressed so nicely; you were certain you were going to have to splurge on a new wardrobe of much nicer workwear when you got home.

“Miss taylor is in the big corner office of this floor and Mr Martinez is in the other corner, they’re the ones you’re most likely to be working with. Well, more likely their personal secretaries, Laura lee and robin” she tells you.

“This is miss Taylors office” she says as you reach one of the roomier ones, with fancy glass walls and a desk in front of it with a blonde sat at it.

“This is Laura lee, Laura lee this is the new hire, miss y/n y/l/n” Mari told the girl, who smiled at you brightly in return, standing to shake your hand.

“Hi!” she says cheerfully, she seemed like the nicest person you’d met here yet.

“Laura lee here deals with all of miss Taylors stuff, her personal Calander, meetings and such, you’ll have access to most of the head execs calendars on the system, though you won’t be able to adjust anything, so if you do need to, bring it up with Laura lee here” Mari tells you, and you nod along, trying to take mental note of all the information she tells you.

She then takes off in another direction, not so much as saying goodbye to Laura lee, who you quickly chuck a wave before trailing after Mari.

The older woman’s heels click against the floor as you both make your way back towards the main area of the floor, leading you towards a trio of desks that greeted you as you exited the elevator.

“And this will be your desk” she told you, gesturing the empty one of the three in front of you, “feel free to organise it however you want but we like to keep work areas clear and uncluttered at all times so please don’t…mess it up”

You weren’t really sure what you’d have to go on it other than some pens, a notepad and your laptop, but you nodded along to her request anyway.

“you’ll start officially on Monday, I’ll send you over some of our policies I need you to look over and sign, I’ll also send you everything else you need to know, attire rules, scheduling, so on” she listed off, to which you yet again nodded along to.

As soon as you got home, you were already scowering online sites for new clothes. Given you hadn’t been paid yet it was a little tricky to get anything too expensive, so you had to settle for some simpler choices. Though you were sure you’d have another search on your next payday.

You friend, insisted on taking you shopping that weekend, dragging you along to a million stores to try on expensive outfits and shoes you could barely walk in.

You weren’t exactly a hater of fashion. You thought you looked pretty presentable from day to day. But you were definitely used to much simpler clothes, more comfortable and plainer. Definitely not the designer blouses and skirts she had you trying on and buying.

By the end of it, you had a collection of new clothes in your wardrobe or on the way, and a dangerously low bank account, verging on entering your overdraft.

By Sunday you’d already planned out your outfits for the week, ironed all of them to perfection and prepped your lunch for Monday and Tuesday. Knowing you didn’t have the money after your little shopping spree to be buying lunch, even if it did make you look a little silly…

By the end of it you were running out of things to so and prep really for the week to take your mind off the nerves you were feeling. So, you spent the time trying to forget and watching tv, failing miserably at both.

Mari had sent you a collection of emails as soon as you had left on Friday. Consisting of your contracts as well as log ins to different systems and lists of responsibilities.

You’re main role was helping guests and staff from other departments from the front desk of the floor you’d be at. Greeting them and helping with their problems. You were glad you weren’t likely to have to interact with the head management often. The idea of dealing with them seeming terrifying.

“morning” you squeaked out nervously to the girl at the front desk yet again, this time a different girl greeting you, seeming more friendly than the one you had encountered last week.

You had worn something nicer for your first proper day, a smart looking grey pencil skirt and light pink blouse with your nicest shoes, trying to make a good impression. Yet you still felt inferior stood in front of the gorgeous ginger sat at the front desk. 

“Um I’m y/n? Mari Ibarra said you’d be expecting me for a keycard…” you told her nervously, to which she nodded and looked at her computer.

“of course,” she said with a reassuring smile, looking back up and standing to turning to grab something from a draw nearby, “this will get you into the building each morning and activate the elevator to take you to all floors except 7 and 15, they don’t require special access”

She hands you a grey lanyard, with a keycard hanging from it, a picture of you and your name and info staring back at you from it.

“you’ll also need it for photocopying, printing and such, you won’t tend to need to access any special rooms, or anything so don’t worry too much, but any you do need to…and have access to, will open with this too” she continues.

You nod along to her, taking it from her grasp and smiling nervously. She must have noticed your nerves because she continued.

“don’t be nervous, it’s all quite easy really, and the girls upstairs are nice enough” she tells you, a pretty tilt to her head as she does, “you should head up now, Mari will be waiting for you on the 24th floor”

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