#vile x reader

[megaman-fluffcanons]

Hello, good morning/afternoon/evening/night. I would like to request for some headcanons of Vile cuddling with a Fem!Reader please.

I like your writting a lot!!

Thank you anon!! :3

*Vile isn’t really much of a cuddler

*well… before you came along, anyways

*he will only ever cuddle with you, but you have to get him in a very specific mood beforehand

*and when you do get him to cuddle with you, it has to just be you two in the room, no one else.

*also don’t expect him to let you go anytime soon, he’ll have a rather tight hold on you

*you can use this opportunity to do what you want: kiss his face, compliment him, whatever

*although he seems annoyed by it all, he’s really not but he would never admit such a thing

[reds-fluff-extravaganza]

Hi, can i ask for a Vile x Fem!human! Reader Who lost her memorias?

( my english is a little bad)

I'll see what I can do! (Also your english is fine, anon! :D ) Also sorry I made reader more gender neutral, it just happened.

You slowly opened your eyes, wincing a bit at the light in the room, which took some time for your eyes to adjust to. You slowly sat up, looking around the room, before looking down at yourself. You saw that you had several bandages wrapped around your arms, legs, and several other places on your body, including your head. Just what the hell happened?

"Ah, you're finally awake. Didn't think you were gonna make it there." You heard a voice say, making you look up, confused. Just who was this..? He didn't look too familiar to you, or at least, you weren't too sure. You felt like you should know who he is, but you don't.

"Do you have any idea where you are, or who I am?" You took a moment to think about this, before shaking your head ‘no.’

“You really don’t remember? Damn.. that blow to the head may have just… made you lose your memory, Y/n.”

“Is… is that my name..?” You said, flinching a bit as your voice sounded a raspy, like you haven’t talked in a while.

“Yeah, that’s your name. And mine is Vile.”

“Vile… well… how did I get here?”

“I dunno the full story behind it, but I found you out cold on the ground after getting beat up. So I brought you here after getting your injuries treated.” Vile had his arms crossed as he talked to you, staring down at you.

“And how do you know me and my name, Vile..?”

“Ah, that’s a good question, Y/n…” Vile seemed a bit hesitant to answer the question, but sighed and said, “because we were… sort of friends, I guess you could say. You didn’t care that I’m a Maverick, that I could have killed you when we first met. I respected that about you, so I let you live, and uh, we were sorta friends.”

“Friends..?” You tilt your head slightly, but flinched as you did so, holding your head in pain.

“Hey, don’t hurt yourself now..!” Vile went over to you and had you lie back down. “Dammit, Y/n… just get some rest for now.” He sighed softly and turned to leave, but stopped as you called out to him.

“…Vile?”

“…what is it, Y/n?” He turned to face you.

“Do you think, once I’m able to move around… we could go back to being friends again? I want to remember you, Vile..” he was quiet for a few moments, before he nodded.

“Alright, alright, but you’ve gotta get rested up first.” You nodded and closed your eyes.

“Sleep well, Y/n.” You could hear him mumble as he left the room, closing the door behind him, and you fell asleep soon after he left the room.

three months have passed since then, and both you and Vile had been spending time together, like he had promised. He tried to help you remember things, but he knew not to push you as he didn't want to hurt you or make things worse. You did slowly start remembering things over the course of time you two had spent together. You remembered your name, a few other personal things about yourself, and that you were indeed best friends with Vile before you lost your memories. And there was one more thing you remembered: your crush on Vile. You had kept it a secret, as you knew there was no way he would love a human like yourself.

"Hello? Y/n?" You flinched a bit as you saw a hand wave in front of your face. You shook your head and looked over to see Vile standing right next to you.

"Sorry about that, I've just been thinking. It's nothing important. Anyways, what were we going to do today?"

"Well now I'm intrigued, but I guess that can wait until later... Oh yeah, remember anything new yet?"

"Oh, no, not really. If I do, I will be sure to let you know, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, fine. Now let's go." Vile turned and started walking away, with you right behind him.

"Where are we going?"

"Honestly? I have no clue, just walking."

"Oh, okay then." You were now walking beside him. The two of you walked in silence for a few moments, as if you were just enjoying each other's company.

"Hey, Vile?" You suddenly spoke up, looking over at the Maverick in question.

"What?"

"What do you... think of me? I know you said we were friends before... my incident, but... you didn't really say much about that."

"Oh, uh... Well, it was pretty much like how it is now, just now you have less memories, Y/n."

"I see..."

"Why, did you remember something?"

"Well..." You rubbed the back of your head, unsure if you should actually tell him what you remembered.

"Well, what?"

"Well... I did remember something, but I'm afraid if I tell you, we won't be friends anymore."

"Well now I'm curious..."

"If I tell you, you won't get mad at me, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, out with it, Y/n."

"I, uh, remembered my feelings for you. I had, or rather still do have, a crush on you, Vile."

"...What."

"You said you wouldn't get mad!" You looked back at him, worried that you upset him now.

"I'm not mad! I'm just... processing... You like me... Me?"

"Yes... yes, you."

"Well, you know what, Y/n?"

"Yeah..?" Now you were even more worried, bracing yourself for a rejection.

"...I like you too."

"Wait, what? Really?"

"Yes, really. I didn't want to admit it, cause I knew there was no way you would like a Maverick like myself."

"I was afraid to tell you too, as I didn't think you'd like me either, since I am... well, human."

"Tch, well I do like you."

"I'm happy you.. feel the same way. Maybe spending more time with you like this may unlock not only old memories, but create new ones as well."

"That... sounded very cheesy."

"Eh, what can I say? Ya gotta be cheesy sometimes, especially in love."

"Yeah, yeah, come on, let's go... watch (movie title) or destroy something, I don't care."

"Either works for me! Let's go!" With that said, you two took off to spend the rest of the evening together, destroying things and watching movies after. You knew this was going to be the start of an interesting relationship, but you didn't mind at all.

[toxooz]

feral König doodle dump bc the 7 second crumbs i was fed of rabid König has rotted my brain 🤪

[harcove]

Hey guys can you NOT post your disgusting fucking father x child fanfiction about Leon here? LIKE ACTUALLY YOU ARE FUCKING SICK. You're actually fucking vile. I'm not even gonna call it a fetish because you're just fucking sick for this shit. You FANTASIZE about being in a relationship with Leon but he's YOUR DAD? Holy fuck. Holy fuck. GET HELP- there's no fucking defending yourself to from this like "it's just fiction," bitch that doesn't change the fact you want to imagine getting fucked by Leon but specially with him as your FATHER. You want to be fucked by your dad.

There's a general problem with Leon fanfiction here and it's always sexual and just keeps getting darker and slowly more illegal. You can't go five seconds without smut being thrown in your face. And now, you're writing incest for him? Bye 💀

[weebsinstash]

yandere Lex Luthor would N0T allow you to divorce him and honestly I think he would have any divorce lawyers you "secretly" speak to on the matter quietly sent away to be tested on in a laboratory somewhere or something equally horrific

you: oh, wow, Lex... you got me a new moisturizer to try and buy my affection again, how quaint

Lex, not even mildly concerned for the health and safety of the grotesque chimera freak in his secret lab whose skin they've been testing brand new experimental chemical combinations on because the whelp suggested he could represent you in divorce court: I hope you like it beloved, i had it made custom for you 🥰

[konigsblog]

Dumb ask (kind of fluffy?) but imagine asking any of the boys to remove a spider, konigs so tall he'd probably get a cobweb stuck in his hair

i can't decide between könig having a fear of spiders, or if he would choose to own one. i headcannon könig to have owned a couple of rats and a bunny, i think he would also have a pet tarantula. 🕷️

if könig wasn't that bothered by spiders, he'd mock you for your phobia teasingly. he may pretend to throw it at you once he lets it crawl away outside, but he'll comfort you afterwards. he doesn't mind them, he'll let the smaller ones roam around the place, only to say goodbye once you beg him to remove them.

if könig was afraid of spiders, he'd jump back and forth, his hand shaking holding a cup and paper. his breathing would be heavy, knees weak, attempting to get rid of the small creature. he'll chuck it outside, locking the windows and doors...

[arkhamslvts]

u all know i hc roy as just being absolutely abhorrant like in terms of the people i write for theres probably no one worse than him which leads me to the point that he would def cum on your tits and lick it off and if he cums in you or you squirt while you guys fuck he licks that up too and he does it happily.

roy harper... the biggest eater.

[merlucide]

no bc trying to find cute wholesome fanfics is HARD. ill think something is gonna be fluffy and cute bc its all pink and bows and has （≧∇≦) and all of these ♡ and talks all cute

and then they go from 0 to 209373282

♡ jwust imagwine gojo comming home fwom wurk all fwustrated and needing to unwind >_<

and his coote wittle wifey is der to help ! so you wet him absowutely destwoy your 🐱 > O <

LIKE THE WHIPLASH BRO 😭😭

(I’m not hating I just think it’s funny lol)

[ryukatters]

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x gn!reader

Content: (loosely) based on that phantom parade scene of gojo throwing a fit bc he ate something spicy after going on that treasure hunt thing (I know I’m so late idk if anyone will get that reference anymore), fluff, are they lovers or not? idk you can decide

One distressed phone call has you sprinting from your office to some random alleyway in the middle of the city. You’re nervous to see what could make the Gojo Satoru sound so…afraid?

The grip around your phone tightens as you navigate through the bustling streets of Tokyo. You zoom in on the map, trying to sort out which little lines will take you to Gojo’s live location (which he insisted on sharing with you months ago, on the basis that you did the same.)

It doesn’t take you long to zero in on him.

“What took you so long?” Gojo cries out, “I’ve been dying for the last 15 minutes!”

You scan him for any signs for external injury. But that’s impossible, you think, he’d never let his technique down long enough for that to happen. Internally maybe? Did he ingest poison? Was it starting to affect his brain? You’re not sure what you’d explain to Jujutsu Headquarters if you bring the strongest back to them dead.

“I think this might be the end,” he sniffles. “There’s still so many things I want to do. Like trying that new teppanyaki place in Roppongi. Hey, you think they’re taking reservations right now?”

It’s decided. The only thing wrong with Satoru Gojo is his frivolousness. Maybe what’s wrong with you is that you’re willing to drop everything for him at the simple call of your name.

“Gojo.”

“Satoru,” he chirps.

“Satoru.”

“Yes, my pookie bear?”

You click your teeth in annoyance. “Don’t call me that. What happened?”

“Attempted murder,” Gojo deadpans. Instead of elaborating, he pulls out a piece of candy from his pocket and unwraps it. He proffers the treat to you, slapping your hand away with a frown when you reach for it. “Say ahhh~”

You roll your eyes and sigh. You know him well enough to know he wouldn’t poison you. Knowing Satoru, he probably just got a treat that wasn’t sweet enough for his eccentric tastes. Gojo shoves the candy in your mouth the minute you open it the smallest amount. He waits for your critique, nodding as he says, “Gross, right? Why is it so spicy? I thought my tongue was going to fall off.”

Your eyes light up as the flavors of the curry-flavored candy dance in your mouth. “This is so good! You’re such a baby, Gojo. It’s not even spicy.”

Horror paints Satoru’s face. “It is! My mouth feels like hell. Your tastebuds must be broken or something,” Gojo huffs, crossing his arms petulantly, giving him the appearance of an overgrown child. “And who makes curry flavored candy anyways?”

“Why don’t you just use your technique or something? Make it so that the food doesn’t touch your tongue?”

Gojo looks at you incredulously before he blanches. “Unlike you, I actually care about what I put inside my body.”

You return the look tenfold, eyebrows raising in disbelief. “Oh really?”

“Really really.”

“Then what’s in that bag you’re holding?”

You nearly miss the barely imperceptible shift in Gojo’s blindfold as his eyes widen, hiding said plastic bag full of confectioneries behind him, hidden from your prying gaze.

“Sweets stimulate my brain! You know that. It’s brain food.”

“Uh huh.”

“C’monnnn,” Satoru whines, bringing forth said bag, revealing all the various goodies he’d collected throughout the hour. “Are you cruel enough to deny a guy a sweet treat? Ijichi’s been bitching all morning about all these missions!”

Gojo doesn’t give you a chance to retort. “I finished my missions in record time! I think that’s means for a celebration. A prize, even.” He lifts his blindfold up then, revealing a mischievous glint in his eyes.

You bite. “What kind of prize?”

Satoru eyes you up and down with a saccharine smile. He pretends to be deep in thought, “a kiss, maybe?”

You follow suit, crossing your arms as you hum. “Hmm…I don’t know. Seems to me you’ve won a bunch of things today already.”

“Not enough.”

He grabs you by the arms, pulling you until you’re just a breath away. His hands slide down to your own, enveloping them in a warmth that makes you tremble with want. “Indulge me a little, will you?”

Satoru knows that you will. You always do. Even the most unreasonable of requests, like asking you to kiss him after you ran a marathon through Tokyo just to find out he was throwing a fit over confectioneries.

He lets you close the distance, savoring the way your scent invades his senses.

He pulls away rather abruptly, a delicate frown painting his features. “What’s wrong?” You ask.

“My mouth feels like it’s on fire again,” he pouts.

[stale-trash]

Thinking about...kind people.

They aren't good, they're just nice.

cw: yandere/possessive behavior, explicit violence

GN reader!

A/N: I had no specific character in mind but lemme tell ya, my brain...oh it's churning

They're polite and soft-spoken as they etch their name into your skin - so patient as they shush your pained whimpers with soothing touches, completely ignoring your lover's protests. They're so sweet as they gut your lover in front of you - laughing gently at your screams of horror because of how delectably cute your terrified face is. They're so understanding as they wipe entrails from your face - promising to never subject you to such a display ever again.

Of course you'd be scared, this is a lot of blood. You probably never seen organs spilling out like a grotesque waterfall before, have you?

Let them pat your head and help you onto your feet with misleading strength. Let them guide you into your bathroom and scrub you clean, resulting in rivers of blood to flow past your feet. Let them dress you in a clean set of pajamas and guide you to your bed as if they'd done this a thousand times. Let them snuggle with you and hum you to sleep, shamelessly inhaling your intoxicating scent and peppering you with kisses.

Let them pretend to be your one and only.

[certified-monster-lover]

BE AWARE

Fellow members of the LMK Community/Tumblr users, I’d like you to be aware of an individual.

They seem to consistently use the name Mariin, and have, not once, but twice now attempted to find a friend of mine and attack them.

They have sent death threats into my friend’s inbox via anon, and have admitted to it. If you know this person or have seen them before, please be cautious.

Also, I’d like to note that this person did all of this because my friend refused to answer a request on his writing blog, and because of the bullshit “Nezha is 12 rumors”. They came after my friend like this for petty bullshit in a truly vile and cowardly way.

Below the cut I’ve attached screenshots of both them admitting to sending the messages and the messages themselves.

TW for under the cut: Death Threats and mentions of SA/R@pe.

[babiebom]

Ranking my Mechat Matches Based on how much I Like Them(currently)

A/N: this isn’t to be mean or say I hate them or anything lmao it’s just for fun since I don’t see many Mechat posts on here and I wanna post something to make it obvious that I will write for them? Might be ooc for the writings but I try my best!!

Tw: cursing, some sexual mentions, maybe a little bit of bullying(affectionate and derogatory maybe), SPOILERS (maybe)

BC: at least 5 for each

Mechat Masterlist

First the guys since I am actually attracted to them:

1)Tamura Blood

Literal love of my life I’m always thinking about him

Like it’s not even like exaggerating when I say he’s taken over 90 percent of my daydreams

Like I was never really into the whole mafia romance thing before

But I genuinely want this man to be happy

Like I know he’s a character but I want him to be happy and if I have to write a million fics just to make it true for him I will

Like he actually cares even if he doesn’t show or say it and while I usually hate it he’s just so….

Idk how to explain it

He was my first match and when I first finished his story before they updated it twice I actually was VERY upset and checked on it every day to see if it would ever be updated

Idk what happens next because I’m playing through the updates now but

If me and him don’t get a happy ending I’m going to have a breakdown

I need a happy ending with him <3

The cheek kiss is the last thing I saw and I’m so mad he cheek kissed instead of lip kissed

Slow burn isn’t usually my favorite to read so this is actually killing me

But I literally look forward to his messages every day.

NAUR I FINISGED HIS STORY IN BETWEEN WRITING THIS AN DNOW IM SAD :((((( I LITERALLY J U S T BECAME HIS GORLFRIEND

MECHAT DEVS GIVE ME MORE TAMURA KISSES NOW!!!!!!!!!!

2)Yasuda Hitoshi

Honestly he annoyed me at first and I found it fun to mess with him

But he grew on me

Like even before him and me(the character obviously) started getting along he started to slowly work his way up on my list

And now that we’re getting married and he has told me about the monsters or whatever that he had to save me from

He’s super sweet even if he’s still sorta a big meanie

I think it’s cute

Like YES I love the guy who is mean to everyone but me trope

Like yeah he’s not mean but he isn’t really outgoing or nice with other people

Like he jokes and is cute and UGH

And the way he actually stands up to his parents for you is literally swoon worthy

LOVE MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN

3)Johnny Roe

Honestly I think I skipped him the first couple times he popped up as a match

And then when I saw everyone talking about him I thought it was like

…..everyone was over hyping him

But then I got him as a match again

So I matched with him

And he’s actually so cute

And his storyline is cute

And he’s like one of my favorites (obviously seeing as he’s number three)

I now understand the hype surrounding him because I would actually kill someone for this man

And I want to fight the mother so bad

It makes me upset how he’s always like “she’s still my mom”

Like yeah but she literally ABUSED YOU?????

Like I understand completely and I know it would be hard to just turn off loving her for him

But UGH

I want permission to throw hands

And honestly not to trauma dump my mom is the same way

Like she’s not abusive but she was abused by our family when she was a kid(including my grandmother)

And she’s so fiercely protective of her and like I love my grandmother but UGH I have like a place of resentment in my heart for her because e my mom didn’t deserve any of the bad things that has happened to her

So I know firsthand what it’s like to have a parent somewhat like Johnny(my mom doesn’t have agoraphobia)

I guess that’s why I’m super fond of him? Because he’s familiar in a way to me

I just want him to be happy :(

4)Optimo Lynx

I got a crush on him slowly

Like at first I was MEH about him

But then he was a cute nerd who is studying to be a….doctor(????? I forgor sorry)

AND on the other hand he’s a superhero who has literally saved me twice

Like actually I love him

Very smart and cares about people

Like actually HE SAVES LIVES

Like ?????? It’s sad that the public can’t know his identity bc the government will be mad

And the fact I think he would hate that

But he deserves to be paid for saving people the way that he does

And studying on top of that

Like I wouldn’t be able to IMPRESSIVE MAN

wanna give him kisses

ALSO ALSO ALSO

I don’t think I’ve EVER mentioned this on my blog

But black hair blue eyes combo is my favorite

So actually he’s my dream man

I wanna give him more kisses!!!!

I NEED MORE GEMS SO I CAN KISS HIM

And maybe suck his dick if he lets me

5)Zander Echo

When I first started his storyline I only wanted to get him to like me bc he hated me

Like Oh? You hate me? You won’t after I follow this simple plan

But then he started growing on me because he calls me his little snack

And I know he means it in a cannibalistic way but it’s hot so oh well

Then he actually started caring about me kinda

And showed me the ocean in a way that didn’t terrify me (I’m afraid of the ocean)

Like actually while this is lowkey my worst nightmare

I can breathe underwater and I’m not dying or anything so it’s less scary

But I’m still scared of the ocean

It he has a castle that I live in so it’s FINE

Literally would help me get over my fear if he wouldn’t eat me

Also I wish I could give him smooches

6)Azur Blackshade

Ghost man ghost man grim reaper ghost man

Hot hot man

Actually so interesting

And sad

I wanna know how he works

Like I wanna pick at his mind

Honestly ghost types aren’t my favorite monster types but UGH

He makes me wanna write a fanfic of a ghost love interest or something

Really really like him

7)Jozef Chrobak

He was my number one for a HOT WHILE

like I think he’s so hot

And his art style is attractive

Like he’s a VERY good looking man

I do like making people like me

And the fact that he was so against love in the beginning made it more fun

And then the ex appeared and pissed me off

But we ended up together

The only reason he’s this low is because I stopped playing his route bc my own character was pissing me off

Like she’s such a bitch

Like omg he’s romantic now I hate it

Are you a dumb ass hoe or what?

8)Brook

I liked the poly aspect and he was VERY cute

And I’m pretty sure he was a nurse or doctor or the person in an ambulance and I find that super attractive

Like YES save lives papi!!!!!!!!!

And for the most part I liked the story

I could see myself having a crush on him irl

Sweet sweet man

I don’t remember much else since I finished it MONTHS ago

9)Felix

To start off Felix and Brook are pretty much equal

Like it’s a poly relationship and I like them pretty much the same

They’re both sweet men and they’re both attractive

Even though I hated that they all abandoned me

I do think it’s attractive that they all took time to better themselves and their relationship

Like it takes a lot to realize when to step back because the situation you’re in isn’t a good one or might lead to you resenting someone

They were cool

And he was a model so obviously he was hot

Love them

10)Vile Darko

Actually insane?

I like him a lot simply because he seems psychotic

Like WHO makes someone go through insane things for money or whatever

Like actually a clown and it’s attractive

Even though I’m scared of clowns

He makes it hot AND scary

Like I’m genuinely fearing for my life (in game) but I’m also like yeah if he kills me it’s fine bc he has to touch me to do that :)

11)Enzo Gomez

I was SHOOK when I realized he wasn’t just a dog man

Like he’s an actual human that was cursed

He’s a werewolf but Doberman style

His human form is attractive

And don’t kill me but the dog form is somehow attractive(maybe it’s the teeth? Idk)

And his story is kinda sad

Well sad in that he is cursed

I’m pretty sure he was a horrible person and that’s why he was cursed

And I’m glad he has become a better person because of it

12)Lan Ying

He was up at the top before I finished his story a while ago

And now he’s back but I’m not as crazy about him because I’m crazy about tamura so I haven’t played his update yet

But I do LOVE him

Like actually a dom that isn’t an asshole

And I do like shibari and he’s nice

I hate that he ties other people up though

Like mine and only mine?

Seems like a very level headed guy and that’s very attractive

Probably one of the least toxic in this list ngl

13)Eichi Hirano

I’ve never really been crazy about him

Like even though I’m a hyper sexual person his is ONLY sex and sometimes him having trouble with his hotels or whatever

So I wasn’t really interested in him

In still not all that interested :/

He’s cute though

And obviously the sex is good for my character so I guess

I do think he’s kinda nice though, so I do like him

14)Rei

I think he is the SWEETEST guy in an unfortunate position

Because his sister is manipulating him into being basically a scammer and he doesn’t wanna do it

But she gets pissy with him if he refuses

And while I know he could take himself out of that situation

It’s hard with siblings that you wanna keep in your life or whatever

Especially because they’re twins

My only problem with him is that he doesn’t have much of a spine

Like I would like him to stand up to her

But like he’s sweet and I hope the rest of the storyline is good. I kinda stopped playing it

It’s like only two dates that they have?

I don’t feel like wasting diamonds on them right now lmao

15)Dare

I think he’s hot

But in reality I would hate him

I hate playing truth or dare bc it makes me anxious and I can never think of anything

also he knows exactly how he’s making those people suffer and acts like he doesn’t

Actually manipulative

And everything is a game to him UGH

It just annoys me

The sex was cool though

And he is kinda interesting

But like the whole four horsemen thing is an ewie to me

16)Ezra Michelle

I do actually really like Ezra

But I hate the fact that I can’t romance him

I wanna romance the pastor man

I wanna give him smooches but NAUR he’s dedicated his life to the lord

Also he’s cool for a pastor

Obviously they weren’t gonna put a total asshole extreme Christian person in the game

But I do think the way he’s written is very Joseph dream daddy coded but cooler and less shitty

Like Joseph was a shitty man

But Ezra is really cool so far

He’s only this low bc I stopped playing bc I was sad I couldn’t marry him and went after people I could romance instead

17)Drink

He wasn’t really there in the storyline

Like dare was the main character I guess out of the four

Drink and dance barely showed up

But I liked him

And I think his super power of making drinks is cool

Because I hate alcohol and how it tasted I think he would be really dangerous for me if he can make a drink that doesn’t taste like ass

And was kinda nice when we finally got to talk to him

But otherwise he wasn’t really there oof

18)Social

He was more there than drink and dance but he annoyed me

Literal definition of influencer

I was ANNOYED the entire time I had to talk to him

Like can you GET OFF YOUR PHONE

I DONT CARE ABOUT YOUR FOLLOWERS

GET YOUR CAMERA OUT OF MY FACE BITCH BOY

Like his only personality trait is social media

And yeah granted his name is social

But the others were much more interesting than him

His only good trait is that he’s hot and could probably make me famous if I wanted him to

19)Joon Hwang

I don’t remember him oof

I think I liked him a little bittle but I don’t remember anything about who he is or his storyline so eh

20)Seong On

Like Joon I have no idea who this guy is even though I know I did play through some of his storyline

I have nothing to say about him yikes

Now onto the women since I did match with them!!(my storyline beliefs might be wrong because I speed through them for gems)

1)Naya Honoka

HER STORYLINE IS INSANE?

Like actually I was like OOOH a cute nurse when we first started talking

Then as time went on I was like oof she has no time to herself but she’s so nice and cute

And it was just the right amount of spicy that I was like yeah this is KINDA realistic

LIKE SHE SAVES LIVES WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT FROM HER (other than time)

Then it went into a whole hostage witness protection thing

And I was like HUH

My character in this pissed me off

Bc why when she says HEY don’t say my name call me Hannah instead

My character says Naya 400999 times like MAAM

STOP OUTING HER!!!!!!!!!

Anyways she’s so sweet and deserves love and I want her to be happy and get more breaks from working

Only thing I currently don’t like is how she literally is spending our honeymoon being a nurse

But also irl I would be okay with that bc that means I can be alone for some of the day so oof

2)Eiko Suzuki

I like her more now than I did in the beginning

In the beginning she was kinda annoying

But now I’m like OKAY she deserves the WORLD

Like not because she’s a kitsune but like she is SO PRETTY

And I do like that she’s a family girl

I do think it’s weird that she was like “I don’t want anything serious”

But wanted us to help her with everything

Like I think at this point we’re something more but they haven’t made it official

Which bothers me bc I need to know I’m the only one

And her storyline is also insane

Like WTF your ex boyfriend ruined your life and is BACK to ruin it even more

AND your family can turn into cute ass foxes and you didnt use that to your advantage and KILL HIM?

Literally just maul him as a fox and be like

OH NAUR my bf got mauled by a wild animal I wonder how this could’ve happened?!!!!!!!!!

I do think she’s cool though even though we have to help her with everything and she doesn’t think things through sometimes

I also think it’s funny that since I’m not spending diamonds on her choices that my character is a complete asshole

Like she left her to die LMAO

3)Lexi Rose

I LOVE THAT SHE COSPLAYS

like actually her being an otaku is so cute

And I’m pretty sure she got a tv show opportunity at some point I don’t remember

Like I’m proud of her

Sad that she feels like her true self isn’t very cool

Bc I really like her

She seems sweet and cool and her interests are ones that I like

Like I might not be the biggest anime fan

But I would watch several with her as dates

Like we do not have to leave the house lets snack and you can tell me all the attack on titan lore.

4)River Morales

PRETTY WOMAN

would’ve been number one had I played her recently

But I haven’t played her for WEEKS

so she went down as I lowkey forgot about her

Honestly she was cool and I love that she’s an artist

And I do like the poly dynamic

And the fact that she was REALLY honest about her feelings towards the end

Hate that they kinda abandoned me

But I do like her a lot

Super sweet girl

I think she was sorta insecure in her storyline and I hate that for her

5)Reko Lamarr

Dommy mommy dommy mommy

She’s kinda a bitch

And as a dom I feel like she’s pretty……

Needy?

Like I feel like she should just be a bratty sub or something

Maybe it’s bc I prefer service doms?

But she’s like serve ME worship ME

instead of being a cute dom?

Like MAAM tell me what to do but love on me too

She’s cool tho

Like LOVE a business woman

Get that money queen

She’s VERY stressed

And actually kinda hot when she spanks us

Just wish she was more service-y instead of demand-y

I want to be babied pls

6)Alice Young

She’s okay I guess

I’m not really into sports

And I just started her storyline

And I kinda find the sports thing annoying

Maybe it’s bc I’m not…enthusiastic? Driven about sports that I’m like????

Just FIRE HIM??????

He’s a coach not your dad

Hire someone that cares about your mental health as well as you winning

Like girl just say that you wanna just be friends until you’re done with your tournament or whatever

Like why even join Mechat if you have a whole sports thing you wanna win

Like focus on that THEN join dating apps?

Other than that she’s pretty and cool

And I think her being athletic is attractive

7)Dance

She’s not that bad at all

But we hardly have content of her?

Like we barely see her during the storyline

So she’s okay I guess

Likes to dance and so do I

The only downside is that she’s part of the four horsemen

The upside is that I found the dancing plague in France to be funny and as soon as I saw this party was like that I cackled

But also not really funny in theory

Also kinda dislike her bc she thought the people were having fun when she knew they weren’t

I think she would be fun to be around in small doses.

8)Eura Alabaster

WOULDVE BEEN DEAD ASS LAST IF IT WASNT FOR RAITAS BITCH ASS

I actually HATE her

Like overconfident people don’t really bother me

It’s just SOMETHING about her that pisses me off

Like the way she is makes me want to beat her to death with my fists

Like she’s annoying and overconfident and stupid

AND she kidnapped me

Granted I’m not against someone kidnapping me(in the fictional world)

SHE JUST HAD TO PUT ME ON A BOAT

I HATE boats

I hate the ocean

I think that’s why I hate her so much

The fact that it’s the ocean we’re dealing with

And she’s triggering my irrational fear of the Bermuda Triangle

So it’s stressing me out

I just hate her

9)Raita

I haven’t finished their storyline so if she turns out fine later sorry

But right now

AT THIS MOMENT

I hate her and how she treats Rei

Like she’s an actual bitch and I hate that my character hasn’t said so

Like actually I would’ve been like ??????are you dumb or stupid why are you such a bitch ass hoe????

She’s so mean and for WHAT

He has done nothing wrong but she acts like he has

Like he doesn’t want to scam people but this scamming ass bitch is forcing him to

And I know someone is gonna be like “he can make his own choices”

Sometimes when it involves family and staying on their good side you don’t really have a choice if you want them in your life good or not

Like I HATE HER

[luvyblossom]

Love me (not) Pt. 4

Hello Lovelies,

Here is the long awaited part 4. I've been swamped with me thesis :( (I'm still not done.) I tried to proofread it but my eyes are tired so excuse any typos. This is a spicy chapter so MDNI. As always, my requests are open and let me know what you think!

Enjoy!

W/c: 6.7k

Pairing: reader x Hyunjin, reader x Felix

Warnings: this fic contains sexual content. MDNI

Series Masterlist

content tags: smut, fluff, college!au, nonidol!au, jealousy, use of red light system, rough sex, unprotected piv (wrap it before you tap it), alcohol,

I think that's it. let me know if I missed anything

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"See you tonight," Felix gave you a quick peck on the cheek before leaving you at your usual study spot.

You smiled at him and waved bye as you sat down across from Hyunjin. He rolled his eyes at you and mock-threw up. "Stop that," you playfully hit his arm.

“You’re busy tonight?” Hyunjin tried to sound casual about it. This was the fourth night in a row where you had plans with Felix. He barely has time with you nowadays except for your study sessions that Felix could no longer attend because of his taekwondo practice. It took everything within him to tolerate Felix but he didn’t want to lose what little time he did get with you.

“Yeah we’re going out for dinner,” you answered, taking out your books. Exams were coming up so you had been trying to keep up with all your work.

"What time do you think you'll get home tonight?" Hyunjin asked for purely selfish reasons. He felt reassured that you had not spent a night with Felix, always coming home alone after your dates. Not that he really cared about your sex life- he assured himself. No, he didn’t care but he didn’t like Felix and he didn’t want him touching you.

"You can't stay over," you hastily said. After every one of your dates, you had come home to Hyunjin waiting for you, ready to take his spot next to you in bed. You were grateful that Felix was not the jealous type because you often had guys who had wanted to choose between Hyunjin and them. Hyunjin always won.

“Why not?”

“Cause I may not be coming home alone tonight,” you giggled. You appreciated how sweet Felix was but you had been dating for long enough and you were starting to get impatient. Your makeout sessions were getting more and more handsy and always left you wanting more. You had the cutest lingerie picked out for tonight and you hoped that you wouldn't be left wanting more once again.

Hyunjin glared at you, his jaw tensing at your words. "Why exactly won't you be coming home alone tonight?"

"Um cause Felix might stay over," you gave a questioning look to Hyunjin.

Hyunjin willed himself to see past his rage. If he said anything it would just cause another argument between the two of you. He started packing up his stuff and got up.

"Where are you going?" You asked.

"I have to meet up with someone." He said coldly and started walking away before you could say anything.

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You opened your door to let Felix in. He handed you a bouquet of flowers. He’d been getting you some every week so you never had a day your vase went empty. “I’m almost ready,” you smiled at him as you picked a pair of heels to slip on.

“You look beautiful as always, Love,” he kissed you on the cheek as he held out his hand so you could walk out together. You took his hand, blushing at the nickname he had taken to calling you. Since you and Felix had officially started seeing each other, your moments with him left you nervous, heart beating fast, and trying to overcome the butterflies that erupted whenever he touched you.

Felix wore a black button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up perfectly displaying his forearms. You admired the veins popping from his arm as he gripped the steering wheel, following one vein down to his hands. You began to imagine how those hands would look wrapped around your neck. You shook your head to get rid of the thought. Being with Felix recently had been mostly frustrating. Here was a gorgeous man and after spending time with him and with your make-out sessions getting more and more intense, all you wanted was for him to pin you down and fuck you.

Tonight you dressed as sexy as possible. Everything was shaved and you had on the cutest black lacy lingerie under your skimpy dress. You sat across the table from Felix, once again lost in the thought of his toned arms and his fingers, the ways he could use them. You managed to get through most of your dinner joking around with Felix, allowing you some reprieve from your earlier thoughts but you hadn't forgotten about your plan.

“What’s on your mind?” Felix asked pulling you out of your daze.

You looked at him, summoning all of your confidence you said, “Nothing, just thinking about all the things you could do to me for dessert.” You gulped, trying to battle the nerves that arose from your statement as you waited for his reaction.

Felix coughed, choking on the sip he had just taken of his drink. He looked at you in awe, not used to you being so blatant. You had been very shy since the night you both watched the sunset. Felix had only been encouraged to take things even slower with you. He adored how shy you would get, only making him want you more, but he hadn't wanted to push you. This was a new side to you that he was seeing, "What's gotten into you, love?"

Instead of replying you kicked your heel off, his reaction fuelling your confidence. You traced your foot up his calf under the table, earning a surprised look from him. His look quickly turned to a smirk as he leaned across the table to whisper, "You’re being really naughty today baby. Are you sure you can take the punishment?”

You weren’t sure if it was his deep voice or his words, probably a bit of both, but it sent a chill up your spine. You could feel the heat from your core rising to your cheeks to cover them with a blush. You were grateful when Felix waved over the waiter and asked for the cheque so you could finally leave the restaurant. Your panties were already wet as you climbed into his car. Your heart was beating in anticipation as Felix drove.

The hand that he had placed on your exposed thigh was beginning to inch upwards. You were craving his touch as his fingers pressed up your thigh, giving your flesh a little squeeze. Finally, his hand reached your panties but instead of touching you where you needed him, he fluttered his fingers on the edge of your underwear. You let out an embarrassing whine asking for more.

“What is it, baby? Can’t be patient?” Felix teased. You squirmed in your seat as you continued to soak through your panties. Felix chuckled as he kept teasing, slipping one finger under your panties. “Fuck.” Felix groaned, “You’re already so wet for me.”

“Please,” you were shamelessly begging him now for some stimulation. Felix continued to trace the outside of your labia while you bucked up, trying to get more stimulation than he was willing to give.

Felix clicked his tongue when he felt your hips jerk, moving his hand away from your pussy to trace up to your chest. Your dress had been far too revealing to wear a bra so Felix was easily able to trace over your hardening nipples through the thin fabric. He pulled more moans from you when he pinched the sensitive buds. You tried to snake your hand down to provide yourself some relief but you were too slow. Felix quickly grabbed your hand, "You've already been so naughty, Love. Are you sure you want to add to your punishment?"

You gave him a pleading look to no avail. Any ounce of dignity you had disappeared as you begged the gorgeous man sitting next to you for just a single touch. Felix was kind enough to bring his fingers back to your core, letting his fingers lightly trace over your clit. He began to tease one finger at your entrance. "Felix, please."

He smirked at you, "What is it, baby?"

"I want you to fuck me." If words could make a man cum, those words would be enough for Felix to bust. He tried to keep his composure as he searched for a place he could pull over. He had wanted to wait until you both were home, but at this rate with the way your words dripped with lust, he didn't think he could last for the entire drive.

Felix located an empty parking lot and pulled the car in. You climbed onto his lap as soon as he shifts into park. Felix giggles, "You're so impatient"

Before he can let another word out, you crash your lips onto his pulling him into a deep and messy kiss. His tongue traces your lips and you give him entrance letting him deepen the kiss further. You both swallow each other's moans and you begin to grind down on his hardened length over his pants. You both gasped in harmony, finally feeling the friction you needed.

Felix's hands were all over you, feeling every curve of your body as you continued to grind down on him. He squeezed your ass before tracing over your back to resume playing with your nipples. He pushed the straps of your dress off of your shoulders, allowing the flimsy material to fall and reveal your bare breasts to him. He just stared.

"What is it?" you started to feel a bit self-conscious under his gaze.

He managed to peel his eyes away from your chest, looking up at you with lustful eyes, "You're so fucking hot."

You blushed at the comment. A moan left your lips as you felt Felix latch his puffy lips onto your nipple while pinching the other one between his fingers. You couldn't get enough of him. You started to clumsily unbutton his shirt until you reached the waistband of his pants. You took your time unbuttoning his pants and lowering the zipper. You pulled out his painfully hard cock, admiring how much precum was dripping out of him. You wrapped your fingers around him and rubbed his precum over his tip using your thumb.

'He's so tall and handsome as hell.He's so bad, but he does it so well,'

Felix groaned as he felt your fingers wrap around him. He brought his lips to your neck, nipping and kissing all the sensitive spots he's mapped on you, and brought his finger back down to your sopping pussy.

'I can see the end as it begins, my one condition is,'

You slowly began to stroke his length as you felt his finger push into you. He fucked his finger in and out of you before adding a second finger in.

'Say you'll remember me, standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset, babe.'

The car was filled with moans as you ground down on his hand, riding his fingers and feeling his palm brush against your clit. He bucked his hips, trying to fuck your hand. Between moans, you whispered in his ear, "I want to feel you inside me."

'Red lips and rosy cheeks.Say you'll see me again,'

Felix quickly pulled his fingers out of you and lined up his throbbing cock with your entrance. He slid his length along your wet folds, making you jolt as he rubbed his tip over your clit. He began to tease your entrance with his tip

'Even if it's just in your wildest dreams.'

You froze, finally taking notice of the music. You almost ignored it, but you knew your mind would wander if you didn't acknowledge it. You looked apologetically at your boyfriend, "I'm sorry baby. I just need a second."

You reached over to the passenger seat, grabbed your phone, and answered the call, knowing who it would be before you picked on account of the special ringtone you'd assigned to him. "This better be important." The words came out in a whimper as you felt Felix's tip enter you.

"Y/n?" his words slurred, giving away how drunk he was. "I was scared you wouldn't pick up," you heard his voice break as he said these words.

Worry clouded your eyes as you placed a hand on Felix's chest to signal him to stop his movement. "Hyune, what's wrong? Are you okay? Do you need me, tell me what I can do," the questions frantically spilled from your mouth. Hyunjin barely cried, there was something wrong.

"I miss you-" his sentence was cut off as you heard him gagging.

Another voice was on the line now, "It's Chris. Are you able to make it over? He's a mess, almost and he won't listen to us, he's been begging to talk to you."

"Yes. I'll be there soon." You hung up the call. Your heart which was racing because of Felix just a minute ago was now pounding in your chest as you worried about your best friend.

Felix looked at you with a fallen expression that he was trying to conceal, "where do you need to be?"

"Can you take me to Hyunjin's?" You moved back to the passenger seat when Felix nodded yes. Both of you tried to look decent and then were back on the road. You looked straight out of the windshield, nervously chewing on your fingernails. Your attention was distracted for a second as you felt Felix's hand wrap around yours and give it a reassuring squeeze.

"What's going on baby?" He asked between clenched teeth, knowing that whatever was going on was because of Hyunjin. He tried to keep his cool, always reminding himself that you were dating him and not Hyunjin. You had chosen him. But damn Hyunjin was starting to really get on his nerves. This better have been important because if his date had been ruined over a tantrum, Felix would have some choice words for him. The only thing that had held him back until now had been his respect for you and not wanting to appear too possessive and controlling.

You were too lost in your thoughts to recognize Felix's rage. "I'm not quite sure, Hyunjin is a drunk mess and he sounded so upset. Apparently, he's not listening to anyone and was asking for me. I should've noticed that something was wrong. He's been a bit distant lately and he left so abruptly. I should've asked him what was bothering him." You felt so guilty for not being there for him. He knew how to party but Hyunjin rarely let himself get wasted. And allowing himself to cry in front of others, there had to be something really wrong.

You almost shot out of your seat as you neared the familiar house. Whatever event had been going on had started to die down by the time you reached. You smiled over at Felix giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, "I'm so lucky to have you. Thank you. I promise I'll make it up to you."

Felix's heart softened with your gaze, allowing him to momentarily calm down his anger, "Of course Love. No matter how late it is, please call me for a ride home. You can also stay over at mine if it's too late."

You gave him another smile before saying your goodbyes and rushing into the house and up the stairs. You turned the corner into the bathroom and found Han, Changbin, and Jeongin crowding at the entrance. You pushed past the familiar faces of Hyunjin's frat brothers to find him with half-closed eyes sitting on the floor with his legs splayed out in front of him and leaning against the toilet. A very concerned-looking Chris sat next to him, trying to get him to drink some water.

You squatted down in front of Hyunjin, taking one of his hands into yours, "Hyune, I'm here."

Hyunjin gazed at you through his lashes, giving you a sleepy smile. You could see where the tears had stained his face, eliciting a pang of pain deep in your stomach. You never liked to see Hyunjin upset.

He turned his hand so that he could intertwine his fingers between yours. He pulled you towards him, causing you to lose your balance and land awkwardly on his lap with your face in his chest. He held you tight against him in a big bear hug, making it difficult to move.

“Fuck.” You heard Chris curse. This was followed by 'ooohhhs' and 'you're in trouble now' by the rest of the boys who were still in the bathroom. You tried to pry your head out and see what the commotion was about. You looked up to see Chris, dripping from the water that he had been trying to coax Hyunjin to drink, likely as a result of Hyunjin pulling you. Somehow the water had avoided the both of you, landing only on Chris. You let out a giggle, enticing the rest of the room to burst into laughter as well, including Hyunjin. Chris gave him a small punch in the arm, it seemed innocent but considering his physique, you were sure it must have hurt a little.

Hyunjin let out a dramatic cry, "Owwwwww, Y/n he's hurting me."

You were relieved, happy to hear Hyunjin return to himself after the sad state you had heard him in earlier. "I think you deserved it. Now let me go."

"Never." Hyunjin let out a contented sigh, holding you even tighter as you struggled.

"You boys could help me," your voice came out muffled as your face pressed into his chest. Changbin and Jeongin fought with Hyunjin managing to help you escape from his grasp. You looked down at Hyunjin, still slumped over on the floor. “Do you feel better? Are you done throwing up?”

He nodded yes, briefly lifting his head, his face covered in a pout after your great escape. 

You turned to the boys, “Changbin help me get him up, Han and Jeongin grab him some food and water. ” You didn’t do much to help Changbin drag Hyunjin to his room. Hyunjin groaned when Changbin tossed him onto the bed, rolling over onto his side. The boys had already put a couple of slices of pizza on his side table. 

You sat down next to Hyunjin, rubbing soothing circles on his back. “Hyune, get up. You should eat something and then you can get some rest.”

“I don’t wanna,” he was still pouting. 

“Okay, then I’m gonna go since you don’t need my help,” you teased. 

He reluctantly sat up, facing you and opening his mouth, expecting you to feed him. 

“You’re such a baby,” you teased him while you fed him. You handed him a water bottle after he was done. “Drink, I’m gonna get something to clean you up a bit.” Hyunjin complied and you returned with his toothbrush and a warm washcloth to wipe his face. You went into his closet, picking out some sleep clothes for him. “You need to change into PJs.”

Hyunjin just lifted his arms, “I’m too tired, I need help.” His words were still slurred. 

“You’re wearing a button down you idiot,” you said as you pushed his arms back down. You began to unbutton the black shirt he wore, giggling when Hyunjin squirmed when your light touches tickled him. Your breath hitched when you had finished unbuttoning the shirt. It had been a while since you had seen him like this. Had he been working out? He had a perfectly toned torso with washboard abs. You helped him slip off the shirt, not failing to notice his muscular arms. 

“Stop staring,” Hyunjin’s words brought you back from your daze. “Pervert!!” Hyunjin covered his chest with his arms. 

You just rolled your eyes, slipping the t-shirt over his head. “I am not changing your pants for you.” You turned around to give him some sort of privacy. You could hear the struggle as he tried to change his clothes while drunk. “Are you done? Are you okay?”

“I did it,” you turned to see Hyunjin on the floor again, now wearing his pajama bottoms and grinning proudly. You helped him back into bed, settling him under his blanket before picking up his clothes and tossing them into the hamper. You moved the garbage bin next to his bed, just in case he did feel sick.

“Are you comfy?” Hyunjins hummed contently. “Okay. Goodnight, I’ll check in on you tomorrow okay?”

Hyunjin slightly got up from his comfy position, “can’t you stay? Please stay.”

It was pretty late, and you were tired after helping him into bed. “Okay, I’ll stay, lie down I’m just gonna take a shower.” You went and grabbed yourself one of his t-shirts to change into, and a towel before going in to take a hot shower. The shirt covered more on you than your dress had so you didn’t feel the need to wear sweats. With how much heat radiated off of Hyunjin you would be sweating anyway. You climbed into bed next to Hyunjin expecting him to be asleep already. You sat up and opened up the book you’d been working your way through on your phone, not quite ready to fall asleep yet. Hyunjin felt you getting settled, he moved towards you, placing his head in your lap, and wrapping an arm around you.

“I thought you were asleep,”

“I am,” Hyunjin said with his eyes closed. You laughed, running your fingers absentmindedly through his hair. You felt Hyunjin’s hand on your exposed thigh, rubbing small circles along your leg. You could feel that familiar tingly sensation beginning to form. You grabbed his hand, hoping to stop whatever was going through your mind. You chalked it up to you being a little extra sensitive because of your unfinished business with Felix earlier in the night, choosing to move on from how Hyunjin’s hands had just sent sparks through your body. 

Hyunjin wrapped your fingers in his hand, “your hands are always so cold.” Both of you sat happily in silence as you kept reading through your book. 

“I love you,” Hyunjin interrupted the silence with his slurred words. You looked towards him, finding him looking back at you. 

You gave him a warm smile that truly came from within, his words warming you up. “I love you too Hyune.”

“You do?” He looked at you with wide eyes, looking like a kid at that moment. 

“Of course I do. You’re my best friend,”

Hyunjin settled his head back down in your lap, closing his eyes with his lips forming a small smile. “You shouldn’t love too many people, it’ll get diluted.”

“Hyune, that's not how it works. You can love lots of people, there’s not a limit.”

“It’s less special then.”

You giggled, hearing his childish tone as he tried to argue with you, “You’re very special to me. Don’t worry.”

“Okay.” He seemed happy with your answer. 

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You woke up well before Hyunjin. Still tired from the late night, you decided to enjoy the warmth of bed a little longer, scrolling through insta on your phone. Hyunjin clung to you as usual so it wasn’t like you could move anyway and you didn’t want to wake him. You were momentarily released as Hyunjin turned, allowing you to get up and grab a glass of water and painkiller for Hyunjin before settling back into the warm covers. 

Hyunjin peaked at you through squinted eyes and groaned, “Why do I feel like shit?”

You handed Hyunjin water and the painkiller. He sat up a bit, gladly accepting it. “You were so needy last night,” you teased him. 

Hyunjin’s head snapped to look at you, “what?” He said nervously, still blurry on the details of the night before. He wasn’t sure if he had said something stupid in front of you. 

“It’s okay,” you reassured him, “I forgive you for taking me away from my date night.” You had mistaken his nervousness for guilt over his actions. You turned to look at him as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. His hair was a mess and his face was scrunched up. 

“Why are you staring at me?” Hyunjin said. 

“You are just so cute,” you pinched his cheek as he gave you a death glare. 

“I’m not cute, I’m sexy.” You just giggled at his response, reaching to pinch his cheek once again. This time he grabbed your hand before you could get to him. His other hand began to tickle you. 

“Hyunjin noooo!” you screamed between your tortured giggles.

“I’ll stop if you say Hyunjin you’re so sexy” You shook your head in refusal, unable to get words out at this point. You tried to use your free hand to tickle him back but soon lost that too. Hyunjin easily pinned both of your hands above you as he continued to tickle mercilessly. “All you have to do is say it.”

You kicked your legs, still trying to win. Finally succeeding, you knocked Hyunjin’s knee. He lost balance and his tickling hand landed beside your head as he stopped himself from falling onto you, his face just inches away from yours. You should have moved but you were frozen in place, the only thought in your mind was the way you could feel his breath fan against you. Hyunjin loosened his grasp on your hands, allowing you to free your hands but you didn’t move. You were drowning in his dark eyes as your heart thumped, loud enough that it drowned out any sound around you. 

Hyunjin was the first to move, clearing his throat and sitting up, letting go of your hands completely. You were still frozen in place, trying to get your brain to become functional again. You managed to croak out, “Breakfast?”

Hyunjin, already red-faced after getting a look at you, turned his head to look away from you, “Um-uh do you want pants?”

It was your turn to blush. The little tickle fight had left you disheveled with the t-shirt you wore riding up your stomach, exposing your very skimpy underwear. You scrambled to cover yourself, wanting to die from shame and cursing yourself for not wearing pants. “Yes please,” you squeaked out. Hyunjin quickly climbed off the bed, quickly tossing a pair of sweatpants your way before walking out of the room and closing the door to give you some privacy. You whisper-screamed into a pillow trying to figure out how you could be around Hyunjin after exposing yourself like that. After taking a couple more minutes to wallow, you slipped on the sweats and made your way downstairs to the kitchen. You were a bit relieved to not see Hyunjin there. Instead, you saw Chris working away to cook breakfast and the boys fooling around at the table. 

“Good morning,” you said as you took a seat next to Seungmin. 

“How do you want your eggs?” Chris asked from the kitchen. 

“Scrambled please.”

“How was your date?” Seungmin teased you.

“So did you two finally make it official?” Han piped up before you could say anything.

You nodded your head, a bit surprised that Han knew about you and Felix.

“Really? We thought so because Hyunjin hasn’t had anyone around in a while but we haven’t seen you either so we weren’t sure,” Jeongin added. 

“I don’t know why he’s been such an ass recently then. You gotta make him more cheerful Y/n,” Changbin added. 

The boys spoke so fast that it took you a second to process the conversation. “No, I’m dating-” you were interrupted as Hyunjin entered the room and loudly pulled out the chair at the edge of the table closest to you. “Felix” you finished after he sat down. “The date was good but cut short,” you answered Seungmin, glancing over at Hyunjin. 

Chris came in, balancing plates with food for everyone. Everyone said their thank yous and began to dig in. “We need to figure out where we’re staying this spring,” Chris said as he took a seat as well. He was referring to a spring break trip they had been planning and you’d been invited to as well. 

“Are you going to bring your boyfriend?” Han looked at you. The rest of the boys followed with ‘oohhs’ making you blush. 

“I think I will. If he’s not busy we can add him to the list.” Hyunjin choked on his food while you were talking. You patted his back hoping to ease his coughing. “How are you feeling?”

“Gross,” Hyunjin managed to croak out between coughs. 

The rest of breakfast was spent planning out more trip specifics. You headed back to your place after, needing a shower and to prepare a sorry for Felix after last night. 

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You were greeted by Minho when you got to Felix’s. Instead of a greeting he let you in and pointed to Felix’s room. You walked in and saw Felix sitting in front of his computer with his headphones on and entranced with whatever game he was playing. Not wanting to bother him, you took a seat on his bed, putting your sorry gift on his side table. 

You were startled as you heard Felix scream. He took off his headphones and said, “When did you get here?”

“A bit ago. I brought sorry lemon squares,” you pointed to this dish on his table. 

Felix came to sit next to you in his bed, pulling you close to him, “You didn’t have to do that baby. You don’t have anything to be sorry about.”

“You’re sweet but I am sorry for ditching our date. Thank you for being so understanding,” you rested your head on his chest.

“There is one thing bothering me,” Felix said hesitantly.

Concern clouded your eyes as you looked at him, “what is it?”

“Did you go home all alone? Did you get a ride from someone else? You didn’t ask me for a ride and I was worried. It’s not safe for you to be walking so late at night.”

“I’m sorry. I should have texted you, I thought you were asleep already. I didn’t go home alone. It was late so I just ended up staying there. I really am sorry, I’m not that used to having people worry about me.”

Felix didn’t feel all that great about you staying the night in a frat house but he decided to hold his tongue, not wanting to sound jealous. “It’s okay baby,” Felix gave you his warm smile letting you know he meant it. “How was Hyunjin?” He asked, knowing he didn’t care about that but wanted to know what exactly had happened that would justify cutting your night short. 

“He was just drunk and upset. I think he just wanted a friend nearby. But there is something wrong. He just isn’t telling me what it is yet. Even the rest of the guys said he’s been off recently but I guess he’ll tell me when he’s ready.”

“Do you know all of those guys well?” Felix pried. 

“I’m not super close with them all. Seungmin and I are pretty good friends but I know the rest of them,” you answered. “Oh, that reminds me. Do you have any plans for spring break?”

“Nothing solid, what were you thinking of?”

“The guys have been planning a trip for ages, will you come with me?”

“Of course. I wouldn’t want to spend the time with anyone other than my girl.” His words made you blush. Felix had taken to calling you sweet nicknames pretty early on but this was the first time he had called you ‘his girl.’

“Stop it. You’re making me shy,” you hid your face in his chest. 

Felix reached for your chin, pointing your face up so you would look at him. He placed a soft kiss on your lips before peppering your face with kisses, “You’re so cute.”

Felix and you settled in his bed, deciding to watch a movie. Just as you had picked one you heard a familiar song playing. 

“Hey, did you get some rest?” You answered the call.

“Yeah, what are you doing?” Hyunjin said, still sounding a bit groggy like he had just woken up. 

“I’m over at Felix’s.”

Hyunjin let out a dramatic sigh, “will you ever have time for me again?”

You tsked at him, giggling at his antics, “You get most of my time. Let’s plan something though, if you feel neglected.”

“Do I need to call your secretary to schedule Ms. L/n?” Hyunjin replied sarcastically.

“Okay grumpy, I left a treat for you in the fridge so hopefully that’ll put you in a good mood.” You had stopped by Hyunjin's on your way over, hoping that your lemon squares would help brighten his mood.

Hyunjin sounded a bit perked up, “Did you make my favorite?”

“Yes, I did. I made extra for the boys so share!” You heard Hyunjin grumble a bit about sharing but he reluctantly agreed. “Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow, bye-bye.” He hung up before you could confirm if you were free.

“He really likes interrupting us,” Felix huffed out when you hung up the call.

“I think he’s not used to having to share my time,” you gave Felix a peck on the cheek. “You’re sounding a bit jealous,” you teased. 

Felix looked at you with darkened eyes, causing the grin to fall from your face. “You have no idea. He gets most of your time?” Felix asked deeply. 

Your mouth was dry, unable to answer the question as you took in his new demeanor. 

Felix gripped your chin once again, this time much more roughly than before. Bringing his face close to yours he said, “I don’t want to share you, baby.” His voice was so low, every word sending shivers down your spine. His face was so close to yours that his lips ghosted over yours with every word. You tried to reach up to close the very small distance between the two of you but Felix roughly held you in place. “Are you impatient now princess? What about last night? You didn’t have an issue then.” Felix drew a bit away from your face to lock his eyes with yours. “Do you want to make it up to me, love?” You gulped and gave him a steady nod, studying his dark eyes that were flooded with lust. Felix placed a chaste kiss on the side of your mouth before whispering in your ear, “Green for keep going, yellow means this is good but no more, and red for stop,” the tickle of his breath stimulated you more, a wet spot forming in your panties. “Is it okay if we keep going?” Felix pulled away to look at you and you nodded. “I need your words, baby.”

“Green.” That was all it took. Felix crashed his lips onto yours, pulling you into a messy kiss. His hands were quick to explore your body, slipping under your shirt and tracing over your lace-covered breasts. 

He pulled away from you, “off.” He helped you tug your shirt and pants off leaving you in the pretty lace lingerie you had selected. Felix looked you up and down hungrily before positioning himself on top of you and kissing your neck. You moaned as he sucked on a particularly sensitive spot, definitely leaving a mark behind. You tugged at his t-shirt, feeling like it was a bit unfair that he was still fully clothed. Felix ripped off his shirt and pants, returning between your spread legs and continuing his kisses along your collarbone. He kissed down to your clothed breasts, sucking on your nipple over the lace. You let out whimpers at the sensation, moving your hips up to grind against the bulge visible in his boxers.

Felix groaned at the friction but quickly moved his hands to pin your hips down, “you just keep being such a bad girl. Don’t you realize you’re in trouble?” 

You screamed as he delivered a firm slap to your clothed pussy before resting his hand on the lace, running his index finger gently over the wet fabric of your panties. You shuddered at the light touches, “Please Felix? Let me make it up to you. Stop teasing me.”

“Yeah?” he groaned out in that low voice. He stood up, getting off the bed and motioning you over him. You scrambled up and stood in front of him. He let a chuckle out at your eagerness. “Kneel.”

You dropped to your knees, now eye level with his bulge. He pulled his boxers down and his dick sprung out, hitting his stomach. His tip was leaking and behind the facade Felix felt like he could cum just from the way you sat with your mouth hanging open, waiting for him to fuck your face. He tangled his fingers in your hair, pulling it so your hungry gaze was drawn away from his cock and you had to look at his face. His dark eyes softened for a second, “tap on my thigh if it's too much.” 

Felix pushed his tip into your mouth, slowly sinking deeper until you felt him at the back of your throat. You wrapped your lips around him, hollowing your cheeks and pressing your tongue on his length. Felix moaned lowly, pulling out of you. When he didn’t immediately thrust back into your mouth, you leaned forward, taking him into your mouth. “Fuck, baby,” Felix’s moans continued as you bobbed your head on his cock, taking him deep into your throat. You gagged around him as he started thrusting harder, fucking your face. Your eyes teared and you drooled around his dick. Felix took in the sight of you, roughly yanking your mouth off his dick by pulling your hair. 

You stared up at him, pupils wide and consumed with lust. Your panties stuck to your core, you were practically dripping on the floor now. “I want you to cum in my mouth baby.”

Felix pulled you up, bringing his lips close to your ear he whispered, “I don’t think you’ve been nearly good enough to be making requests. On the bed, now.”

You quickly followed his command, eagerly waiting for him to touch you. You needed to be touched so badly. Felix pulled you to the edge of the bed so that your legs hung down. He knelt before you, face so close to where you wanted him most. “You want me to touch you, baby?”

“Yes, please. I need it,” you begged him. You gasped as you felt him lick a stripe along your clothed pussy, bucking your hips trying to prolong the contact. 

“You’re such a slut. So wet just from sucking dick.” Felix licked you once again, treacherously slow. You were writhing, begging him continuously to give you more. Finally, he ripped off your panties, tossing them across the room. He ran a finger through your wet folds, flicking your clit in the process. This was enough to cause you to jolt. Felix continued the motion with his finger, slowly flicking your clit and watching you jolt each time. You could feel the heat pooling but his slow motions weren't enough to make you cum. 

“Please, I’m good, I’ll be good just fuck me, please,” you begged shamelessly. 

Felix finally relented, grabbing a condom from the drawer of his side table and rolling it on. He lined himself up with your entrance. He wanted to tease you further but he needed to feel you around him. He thrust into you, filling you up and stretching your walls. Your walls spasmed around him and he stilled for a moment, letting you get used to him but also warding off his orgasm which he knew would come embarrassingly fast if he didn’t pace himself. 

He began fucking into you, moving slowly at first as you still adjusted to the way he stretched your walls. You were a mess of moans, not letting out anything coherent. He quickened his pace, bringing his hand down to rub circles around your clit, pushing you closer to your orgasm. 

“Are you gonna be good? Are you gonna cum on my cock?” 

You moaned out a string of ‘yes’ as you felt your orgasm approach. Your body spasmed as he fucked you through your high, coming shortly after with his hips stuttered. Both of you panted, recovering from your orgasms. 

Felix joined you on the bed, pulling your tired body into his arms and gently kissing you. He pulled away and looked at you. He really looked at you, eyes locked with yours as if he was trying to peer into your soul. 

“What is it?” You asked under his intense gaze. 

“I love you.”

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End of Part 4

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۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ ˑ ᴍɪᴅɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴍᴜsᴇ - ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ!ᴊᴇᴀɴ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

༄ؘ ˑ contains: 2.5k of artist!jean, shower sex, creampie, pottery clichés, black coded!reader being a nude model bc i forgot to explicitly mention that oops, hc format + a lil oneshot<3

༄ؘ ˑ a/n: not proof read T^T

artist!jean who insists that you’re his muse. he’d been in a rut for what felt like aeons but in reality was probably only a couple of months before he met you. still, the way jean describes it as a transformative spark of inspiration sounds so poetically exaggerative that you find yourself with an involuntary grin whenever he mentions it.

artist!jean who uses oil, the first time. oil paints in fiery coppers and springtime golds to capture the exposed skin of your body. the flick of a wrist, the turn of a waist. the curve of a pelvic bone. he wasn’t lucid when he painted you, he swears. swears he still feels fuzzy working on some pieces even now. you were artwork. artwork that inspired artwork. that made him frantic to smear carefully calculated streaks of colour across his canvas in a lustful burst of creativity.

artist!jean who you approach after the class, slipped into sandals and a silk robe and trotting over to ask to see his work. he’d been sheepish, adrenaline from his fervent work wearing off and leaving him with the feeling of hummingbirds in his belly. you’d modelled a few times, never really interested in any of the students work, they were all either creepy, indifferent or desperate for a passing grade. but he’d made you.. beautiful. captured a playful sensuality that you didn’t even realise was there.

artist!jean who hangs the piece in the entryway to his studio—even if now he has the real thing to inspire him everyday. his studio smells of woodsy canvas paper and earthy terracotta clay, usually. sometimes it’s the headache-pine of lingering turpentine seeped into scattered rags. other times its simply his own sweet scent. in the summer, he foregoes a t-shirt and unbuttons his paint-stained overalls to hang loosely around his waist. (you love watching him work in the summer).

artist!jean who likes to use you as a canvas. and he’s never told you that, but it’s obvious in the way that his tongue feels like brush strokes against the silky depths of your cunt. in the way his strong hands mould the flesh of your ass with deft fingers. in the way he frantically pumps his cockhead, head thrown back and panting to send himself over the edge and paint your pussy with the milky globs of his seed. you’re always a little oversensitive, twitching when his lithe fingers trace the puffy lips of your cunt, ghosting over your swollen clit to fully coat you in the pearly mark of his arousal. you call it fingerpainting. he says you just look good covered in his cum.

artist!jean who often gets the insatiable urge to just fucking make something at the most inconvenient hours. his fingers will twitch against their place on your stomach, his brain far too awake for well past midnight. he always relents, reluctantly leaving your orbit and quietly padding downstairs.

tonight, you find him hunched over on the kitchen floor, caked to the elbows in drying terracotta. there’s a gentle hum from the pottery wheel and the vaguely soil-like smell of unfired porcelain.

the sound of your bare feet padding across the tile floor makes him glance in your direction. you’re a rough sleeper—a few braids have slipped from the satin of your scarf and are framing your tired face. jean gets the sudden urge to smush your sleep-puffed cheeks and kiss the sleep from your eyes.

you give him a dreamy smile and a kiss on his head as you pass him to grab a glass of water.

“can’t sleep?” he asks softly, as if any remote volume will disrupt his work and disturb your peace. you mumble something that sounds a lot like not without you and jean feels his insides heat and liquify inside of him.

he pauses his ministrations with his partial vase and dips his arms into the bucket of water next to him, sloshing off the dried clay and re-slicking his hands.

you’re craving the cloak of unconsciousness, resigning yourself to a lonely hour or two in your shared bed. you do sleep better with him, but you’ve been together long enough to know that you’ll always wake up with the weight of his arms draped around you. but jeans making impatient, semi-clean grabby hands in your direction.

“baby. c’mere.”

you groan around the glass and shake your head in defiance.

“babyyy.” he sings.

“jean, it’s 3am.”

“c’monnn.” he pouts.

“aren’t you tired of this yet? you do this every single time.” you’re huffing, trying to fight the smile that manifests over stupid, fond, repetitive memories.

when jean got into pottery, he made the completely predictable and cliche move of dragging you in between his legs and guiding your hands along the damp clay. the patrick swayze to your demi moore. he had even started humming the chorus of that godforsaken song, unchained melody, that had you booing and fighting off giggles. but it was cute, in a sickeningly romantic way.

and yet jean had kept on doing it. every time you walked into his studio and saw him sorting through bricks of clay or re-dipping his hands, you’d bolt for the door only to be chased down by jean who’d drag you back with soiled hands and a wicked grin. he called it ‘ghosting’ you.

“it never gets old!” he insists, waggling his fingers at you. “c’mon you love it.”

“goodnight, jean.” you say, putting away your glass and rushing to sidestep him.

nimble fingers wrap around your wrist just as you pass him. damn his long ass limbs.

you groan and writhe in his grip as he stands to embrace you. “ugh you’re all wet!” he ignores you, grin dripping with mirth as he buries himself in your neck and shuffles you both in front of the vase.

“i just showered right before bed! i can’t shower again this late.. you’re so annoying you know that?” you’re grumbling as jean drags you down to sit with him, you’re mildly irked but revelling in his blanketing heat behind you. jean punctuates the kiss to your pulsepoint with the glide of his hands over yours. air haults in your lungs as long fingers slip between your own and the clay smooths beneath your palm.

you huff again. “i hate you.”

jean breaths a laugh through his nose, tickling your neck, making you smile.

you give in. melting against him and letting him guide your hands to smooth out the sides of the vase, making dips and curves with the clefts of your palms. all the while making a wet trail of his lips across your skin. suctioning behind your ear. blowing along your collar bone. fucking teasing.

“don’t start.” you warn him.

“hm?” he feigns innocence, resting his chin on your shoulder and turning a fraction to peck the side of your mouth.

you scoff, slipping your hand from his and smearing a streak of clay on his nose.

“forget it.”

“hey!” he gapes at you “that was uncalled for.” he grumbles. your remaining hand caged around his own suddenly feels crushed under his increasing weight. clay starts to collect between your fingers, thick globs of rust caking your digits and jeans.

you raise a brow. “don’t you dare.”

but oh he dares.

his filthy hand shoots up the expanse of your forearm, making you screech into the night. jeans laughing as you recoil, almost elbowing him in the ribs. “you started it.” he states with a loud, wet kiss to your cheek that you try to swat away.

“i’ll fucking finish it you asshole.” you grunt, dipping into the water and flicking it at him.

jean yells at the unexpected attack, quickly recovering and grabbing your retreating wrist. “oh so now you wanna make a mess?” he asks, guiding your hand back to the sad excuse for a vase.

your bubbling laughter dies into nothing as jean claws his fingers around yours. “then let’s make a mess, baby.” he rips a chunk of clay from the side, cradled in your fingers and in a flash it’s smushed against your clavicle.

an incredulous, breathy laugh erupts from you. the cold smear of sienna on your body definitely warranting a shower now.

“you’re dead, kirstein.” you say calmly, a menacing smile on your pretty face as jean tries to cage you further between his legs to hinder your movements.

the next few minutes are a flurry of attacks. jean nearly knocks over the bucket in his attempt to scoop up the gross, soggy remnants at the bottom of the water and smear it on your cheeks. you’re both yelping and laughing as clay gets smeared along your exposed skin. you even manage to drop some onto jeans plaid pyjama bottoms in the ultimate revenge ploy. eventually you scramble up from the floor and jean relents, hands up in surrender as the misshapen blob of clay spins aimlessly on the pottery wheel.

“truce!”

“truce.” you smirk, offering a hand to your temporary foe and dragging him up from the floor. he’s got that stupid horny look in his eye as he reaches full height and stares down at you. soft eyes droopy under the weight of his arousal and pupils blown in lust.

you resist the urge to roll your eyes, whether over his blatant neediness or your feathery resolve to give in to him, you aren’t sure. being pressed against his broad form for so long hadn’t exactly been satiating enough.

on your tiptoes, your arms circle his neck and you kiss him, uncaring of the dot of clay that somehow ended up on his perfect little cupid’s bow. “how ‘bout that shower?” you mumble as you pull back, lidded gaze boring into his.

the lifting of your body serves as his answer. reflexively your legs lock around his trimmed waist, and you indulge in the taste of him as he blindly makes his way to the bathroom.

the journey from the kitchen to underneath the spray of the shower is full of tongue and teeth. lips on his neck. a flurry of clothes shed. the cool slate of the wall against your back makes you shiver, but they’re swallowed into the heat of jeans mouth almost immediately.

“you sure you don’t want head or something?” he muses against your lips. jean always tends to be unabashedly direct when he’s in a dizzying state of arousal.

“i’m good.” you assure him, scratching lightly at the sensitive spot above his nape and watching him shiver. “jus’ go easy.”

he hums, taking the plush of your bottom lip between his teeth as he pumps himself to full mast under the scalding stream. you’re propped up between the wall and his body when his thick tip traces your clit. his skin is flushed, pink cheeks and swollen cock dancing around your engorged nerves and down to your slit. he’s got one palm gripping the meat of your ass, the other lining himself up with your hole as he props you open with one knee.

instinctively, you clench and try and snap your thighs shut when his tip sheaths inside of you, hot and heavy and splitting you open. his thumb settles on your dripping clit, drawing slippery circles with a delicious pressure. he couples it with sucking on your tongue, you like to be distracted at the preface to pleasure that comes with taking his girth.

“ngh—i f-forgot that water makes the worst fucking lube—shit—” you’re moaning into his mouth, but not in the way that he wants.

“complaining a lot tonight, aren’t we angel?” he teases, nipping at the velvety flesh of your jugular.

“i’m not complaining, i’m jus—fuck!” he cuts you off with the snap of his hips to bottom out into the welcoming heat of your gooey walls. he shudders as you clench and flutter around him, brain already foggy with desire.

“you’re complaining.” he repeats, slow drags of his cock melting into a steady pistoning of his hips. “you were impatient weren’t you? wanted to go straight for my cock.” you think you mutter something in agreement, too focused on the way you can feel every fucking ridge of his shaft swelling and trailing against your pocket of nerves as jean shifts his angle. that gorgeous twisting vein along his shaft pumping with blood and throbbing against your sensitive flesh. he knows what he’s pressing against. you can feel the bump of his pelvic bone against your hips with each precise thrust as he relentlessly aims for your g-spot.

being with jean is a fucking sensory experience. the friction from the trail of hair below his navel. the constant flutter of his fingertips across your slick skin. heated breaths. washboard abs that pull taut with each ravenous connection of your sexes. full balls churning with his load that slap against your ass from the force of his hunger. he’s broad and firm and soft and everywhere and everywhere—

“shit, shit right there, baby. ‘s so good, you’re so good.” he can taste the sweetness from your mewling coating his tongue and sliding down to his stomach. the feel of your skin under his hands, god, he could swear you were made for him. moulded from divine clay, or made from his rib. that’s how the story goes, isn’t it?

as quickly as the foamy white ring of your cream forms around the base of his cock, it’s being washed down the drain under the constant stream of water. a waste, he thinks. there are so many possibilities when you cum. still, he can’t really focus on that now, the frayed rope in his stomach coiling tighter by the second, the blissful feeling of you reaching your high spurring him on to the peak of his own.

familiar fingers tug on the hairs at the base of his head, punching a serrated breath from his lungs and jean practically hauls you against him as thick spurts erupt from his twitching member.

adoration manoeuvres your bodies, afterwards. the careful combing of fingers through his tawny strands, melded together with clumps of dried clay. the smooth sweeping of suds over the peak of your chest. hushed apologies for the fingertip-bruises that pepper your hips, for the crescent scratches that decorate his nape and shoulders; we’re even, like you always are.

and when you finally crawl back into bed, dark streaks of lilac in the sky signalling an invitation for dawn, jean ponders the way you fit so perfectly against him. the way your back curves against his chest and his arms settle into the soft flesh of your bare stomach. he can barely feel your gap in his ribcage.

you drift off easily in his arms. peaceful, dreamless sleep beckoning you. when daybreak peeks through the cracks in the blinds, you smile at the feeling of jeans comforting weight firmly draped around you. you wriggle around to face him, one side of his face squished against the pillow and boyish serenity dousing his handsome features.

and in the virtuous light of the morning, you can’t help but think that he’s artwork.

#: @luvkun4 @sheluvzeren

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VILE, ACME, and Team Red Pride month Hc’s 

[Author’s Note: Hey y’all’s, miss me?] 

VILE:

VILE’s motto is: “If you can steal we don’t care about the rest.” Meaning they’re pretty chill about lgbt+ things. 

A lot of the people in VILE are in the community someway or another. Some are more vocal about it while others prefer to keep it on the down low. 

In the beginning VILE didn’t do any sort of celebration but as their criminal organization became more diverse pride month became something to celebrate! 

They would decorate VILE island with streamers and posters with jokes and puns everywhere.

It’s like a month long party where missions become optional because everyone just wants to chill including the faculty. 

ACME: 

Much like VILE, ACME doesn’t care either. 

Agents have to follow a dress code unlike operatives but I think you’re allowed to wear pins or even embroider things onto your uniform! 

ACME may not seem like it but they actually do care and support their agents. 

Chief appears to be all business but she takes time to learn about all of her agents. Every single one of them are like the children or grandchildren she never had.

She’ll stand up for all her agents in a heartbeat. 

Team Red:

Carmen has the world’s strongest gaydar, she might know if you’re lgbt before you know you’re lgbt. 

Celebrating pride month with them is absolutely chaotic. 

Regardless of their chaotic nature, team red are always there to talk if you’re questioning any part of your identity. 

They don’t take many things seriously and they won’t take you coming out too seriously unless you want them to. 

Also Zach and Ivy are your protective older siblings and if anyone says anything they’re getting attacked by angry gingers.

[wttcsms]

pro athlete!rin itoshi x publicist!reader is one of my fave dynamics because imagine you tell him that he’s going viral on tiktok bc the editing girlies are eating up every second he’s caught on camera & rin doesn’t quite understand what you mean when you tell him he should start doing some more “thirst trap worthy” things. at least, that’s what he claims, but nothing prepares you for the funny feeling you get when rin, sweaty and panting from his game, grabs his water bottle and squirts it into his mouth, letting some of the water dribble down his chin; it looks like he’s staring directly into the camera when he does it, but the whole entire time, his eyes are focused on the person behind the cameraman: you.