#what i have in my head is much prettier and f a n c y

[mogwaei]

kees for dwarf bf

[Vyr Hawke ❤ Varric]

(little piece I did for Valentine's!)

[milaisreading]

Hi! it's me again, can I request a scenario where the manager is on a day off and visits a cafe and meets Sae's mother with him? and after getting along with each other Sae's mom told Sae to drive her home, and the paparazzi saw Sae with her hand on her waist and manager is wearing a sundress and started a new issue with her being pregnant and accepted into the family? I really loved how you wrote the misunderstandings and more rumors part. Thank you if you'd write this!

Author: At this point I might make a chapter where they are dating for real with how much of these rumors we made😭😭 thanks for the request🩷

Warnings ⚠️: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Blue lock belongs to: Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

"Marc! Come back here!" (Y/n) scolded as she held the redhead's hand tightly, glaring sternly at him.

"But aunty, it's so boring." The boy pouted as his free hand pulled on the girl's (f/c) dress. (Y/n) glare softened and she patted the boy's head.

"You just know I can't be mad at you, huh?"

"Yep! Because I am your favorite!" The boy nodded his head as he giggled when the man at the counter called their name.

"Our food is ready~" Marc cheered as he pulled (Y/n) along to get the food.

'He really is my favorite person.' (Y/n) agreed in her head.

"And then Itoshi scored the goal! Aunty, you really should have seem it. Nobody on PXG was ready for it! Even Itoshi #2 was left speechless." Marc talked about the last game Real Madrid and PXG had as he ate his fries, (Y/n) nodding along as she added a quick word here and there. She did watch some parts, but due to the hectic schedule in Bastard München she had, she wasn't able to watch all of it.

'It's kind of funny that he keeps calling Rin Itoshi #2."

"Really? And what was your favorite part?"

"Hmm... probably the part where Itoshi Sae scored the winning point! It was so fun-"

"Oh? Marc, (Y/n) I knew I heard someone familiar." The girl and Marc looked up, only to find Sae and a unfamiliar woman with dark green hair looking down at them.

"Ah Sae-san, you are back in Japan?" (Y/n) smiled as she got up from her seat to greet him while Marc immediately hugged the football player.

"You must be (Y/n)! I am so glad to finally meet you." The woman smiled as she moved past Sae and (Y/n) bowed.

"Yes, (L/n) (Y/n) it's nice to meet you ma'am."

"Same here, I am Sae and Rin's mom, Itoshi Minako. I heard a lot about you from my sons. Sae, she is much prettier in person, you were right." The woman smiled and looked at Sae, who had an embarrassed look while hugging Marc back.

"Mom!"

"T-thank you, ma'am. Do you want to join us, the restaurant is pretty packed today?" (Y/n) offered, trying to get over the embarrassment while pointing at the two empty seats next to her and Marc.

"You don't have to-"

"That's a nice idea, thank you." Sae's mom nudged him and then looked down at Marc.

"And you must be Marc...we heard a lot about you." The woman chuckled nervously as the other two blushed, remembering the article that came out a while ago.

"Mhm! I am a huge fan of Itoshi! He is the best!" The boy grinned as the older woman started gushing over the cuteness.

They sat at the restaurant for the next hour or so and talked about random things. Sae gave Marc some tips and tricks as a beginner and the boy in return would ask him about his job. (Y/n) and Minako would look at them from time to time, finding the interaction adorable. Minako would then move to ask (Y/n) some questions about her job and her opinions about her sons, which (Y/n) found odd, but answered them regardless.

Minako's eyes had a strange look to them, Sae noted, and he could feel like something weird would happen soon.

"Well, Marc and I need to go now."

"Do you have anyone to pick you up? It's pretty late." Sae raised an eyebrow as (Y/n) put on Marc's jacket.

"Don't worry, Sae-san. I will call a taxi, my home isn't far away-"

"No, no. Sae will drive you two home." Minako interjected, causing Sae to look at his mom oddly, but flinched as he noticed her glare at him.

"There is really no need, Itoshi-san. Besides, you need to go home too-"

"I need to finish some shopping anyways, don't worry about me. Sae, doesn't mind it either." The said boy looked at (Y/n) and gulped, nodding his head in agreement.

"A-ah thank you so much... alright then, I will just go and call my brother to inform him, come on Marc."

(Y/n) smiled as she pulled the boy away. The two Itoshis watched them keenly before Sae turned to look at his mom.

"Why did you offer me, mom?"

"Didn't you tell me you liked (Y/n)?"

"Well yes, but-"

"No but, Sae. This is your chance to spend some extra time with her! Plus I love this girl already, I can't wait till I start picking wedding dresses with her~" the woman giggled as Sae's face turned red and shook his head.

"(Y/n) doesn't like me that way-"

"But you do, now try and make her to like you back. Ahhh~ I can't wait for the possible grandchildren."

"Grandchildren?!" Sae blushed even more, but didn't protest the idea much.

Once the two said goodbye to the older Itoshi woman, Sae escorted (Y/n) and Marc to his car and drew off. (Y/n) gave him the directions to her house, the two would talk about some random things, mainly about their jobs, with the occasional interjection from Marc. Soon tho the boy fell quiet and (Y/n) looked at the backseat, smiling softly.

"Ah~ he fell asleep. I guess all that walking and eating tired him out." The girl commented as Sae nodded his head.

"So your family is in Japan?"

"Yeah! Big brother wanted to visit his mom and for her to see Marc again, and my sister-in-law always liked summers here more than in Portugal." Sae nodded his head.

"So you two share the same father?"

"Mhm! He married my mom 5 years after his divorce to bug brother's." Sae noticed a sad look on the girl's face as she mentioned her mom, but decided to say nothing and switch the topic.

"Sorry if my mom jumped this idea onto you."

"Oh no! Not at all, I am just sorry that you had to bother yourself driving us here-"

"It's not a bother. I don't mind helping you. Besides, Marc is adorable when he talks about football, he seems passionate about it, more than I was at his age at least."

"He really is. He looks up to you and Isagi a lot, actually. It's always fun when he talks about a game of yours." (Y/n) smiled as Sae nodded his head.

"You sure you don't want me to carry him?" Sae asked as he held (Y/n)'s bags while she carried the sleeping boy out of the car.

"No Sae-san, you did honestly too much by now. Thank you so much again." (Y/n) smiled as the redhead stood silently for a moment, admiring her smile. Sae was about to speak up again, but someone clearing his throat behind them interrupted him.

"Anyways Itoshi, thank you for bringing my sister and son back, have a nice evening."

The two looked at a man, a few centimeters taller than Sae as he was glaring at him.

"Big brother! You are here already, I thought you were still at your mom's house." (Y/n) raised her eyebrow as Sae glared back at him.

"We had to cut the visit short since she wanted to visit you and dad as well. Come on now, she made your favorite cake." The (h/c)-haired man said as her took the bags out of Sae's hands and waited for (Y/n) to join him.

"Thanks again, Sae-san. Have a great evening!" (Y/n) smiled and the taller nodded his head. He watched the two walk towards the house and Sae couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Great, now I have to deal with an overprotective brother..." Sae sighed as he smiled and got into his car.

"(Y/n), he is perfect for you!" The red-haired woman, Isabella said as she took her son from her.

"You two were spying?!" She asked in disbelief while looking at her dad and the woman.

"A little..."

"(Y/n)!"

"Sis!" (Y/n) and her sister-in-law looked at the father and brother, who were fuming.

"He is too old for you." The father said.

"Isn't he like 2 months or so older than (Y/n)?" The Portuguese woman questioned.

"Too old, and he looks like a punk." The brother butted in and the two females looked at each other in disbelief.

"Aahhhh!!" The next morning screams were heard through the (L/n) household as (Y/n) and her brother ran to the kitchen.

"What is it?!"

"Is someone hurt?!" They looked around frantically around the room, only to find their father pale as a ghost and Isabella.

"(Y/n), you never told me Sae proposed to you! Look! It also says you are pregnant! I will become an aunt, oh my God!" Isabella said as she showed the two this morning's newspapers, crying as (Y/n) gulped at the rage her brother was radiating.

"He touched you!"

"He didn't, I swear we are just friends!!"

"Come on honey, (Y/n) is an adult now." Isabella protested as her brother shook his head.

"She is still a baby!"

"I hate my life..." (Y/n) groaned as she saw the picture of her and Sae leaving the restaurant yesterday.

"SAE ITOSHI!" Rin and the said boy flinched as they heard their mom's yells while their father stayed silent, eating his breakfast.

"Yes mom?" The redhead asked as his mom stormed into the kitchen, holding her phone.

"I am offended, happy, hurt and excited, all because of you." His mom cried as Rin and the father looked at each other.

"What happened? I didn't do anything, I swear." Sae defended himself.

"Clealry you did. Look at this, my own son. My own flesh and blood won't tell me got engaged. And that I will be a grandma soon! Is that why you wanted me to meet (Y/n) yesterday?!" Rin spat out his drink while their father looked at Sae in disbelief. The redhead took his mom's phone and read the article she was showing him.

"Mom... (Y/n) and I aren't engaged, I swear and that meet up was an accident-"

"Really? Because you look all cozy holding her waist, Sae you fucking backstabbing brother!" Rin yelled, enraged at the picture. Sae started shouting back as their father tried to shut them up. Meanwhile their mom took her phone back and dialed a number while sobbing.

"Hello? Mom? Did you read this morning's newspaper?"

The arguments became louder as Minako continued sobbing.

"Yes, my poor baby seems to be embarrassed to admit it, but the girl is such an angel. I met her yesterday, finally we can pass the heirloom onto a girl. Oh! I already know some places where I can take her wedding dress shopping!" The woman cheered as Rin chucked a glass at Sae, who dodged it.

"Are you out of your mind, Rin?!" Their father yelled.

"Ahh~ no, Rinnie is just excited to be getting a sister-in-law AND a nephew or niece, he just doesn't know how to express it."

[is-nini]

Prince! Xiao x royal! reader

You are y/n l/n, the daughter of the l/n family. The daughter of duke f/n and duchess m/n and today is such a surprising day for you.

The huge grand clock was ticking, filling the quiet room of your dining table that was once filled with chatter and cheer. The look on your face is priceless and shocking to say the least after hearing a very very surprising news that has reaches your ear.

"Wh-what?!".

You sputtered. You mom and dad smile's at you proudly but their smile didn't hide the anxiety swirling in their eyes.

"Prince Xiao who will soon becomes a king, has invited you to have a dinner with him, in the letter he stated that you have been chosen to be his future wife, isn't it exiting?!".

Your father stated proudly. You shake your head and furrowed your eyebrows. Prince Xiao.. who will be crowned king next week wanted YOU to be his WIFE?!

"Nuuh-!".

You shake you head no.

"There's no way! That I'm going to his dinner party of whatever".

You stated. Your mom and dad looks at you shockingly and in a instant your mom runs towards your chair where you're seated.

"B-but honey- listen.. we know you had your differences in the past but- he wanted to made up! Won't you see him one time? For us? We cannot reject his invitation- he is going to be KING soon".

You sigh and looks down at you half empty plate. You and Xiao used to be such a close friend... Until one day he grew cold, he pushes you away and said that you shouldn't have meet him.

Although it was 15 years ago, you remembered it like it was yesterday.. the tears of loosing him has stayed with you for years to no end.. and now he suddenly wanted YOU to be his WIFE? Your mom felt your distress and you father felt it too but an order from one of the highest rankings of the kingdom cannot be rejected.

"Please... Y/n.. just meet him.. for dinner. I have a feeling he wanted to tell you something.."

You father gently said, he smiles gently towards you once you made a eye contact with him. Your father's begging and your mother's sad and stressed looks is enough to make you accept the invitation with a sigh.

"Fine... But i won't like it".

You gritted out of your teeth. Your mom and dad cheers at you, you might be mad and sad about the whole ordeal but.. you can't really say no to your mom and dad.. can't you?

The birds are singing and the sun is shining.. the sky seems to be in a good mood sadly you and the sky doesn't seem to have the same mood today.

"You look great sweetheart".

Your father said, squeezing your hand with a huge smile on his face while your mother is smothering you with compliments and praises more than usual.

"Ahhh gosh who knew our little girl would be a pretty elegant woman?!"

She squeal. You giggle and puts a small gentle smile on your face. As much as you hated this day.. at least you'll know that the both of your parent will be happy while you're away.

You kiss the both of their cheek and took a step back. You mom hugs you one last time.

"We know this is hard for you but.. we really do hope you sort out your differences".

You gave them a sad smile.

"We shall see.."

And with that you step inside the carriage and started to make your way to the kingdom... Oh boy.. you do hope that you'll be able to carry on smoothly.. the emotional scar in the past hasn't heal and you're afraid that you'll bleed and lose control.. you quickly shake your head and slap your face gently with both hand.

"You'll be fine! You'll be fine y/n l/n. He will NOT be the cause of you loosing control. Period!"

You look out the window after a couple of hour of ride. The castle is in full view. In a couple of minutes you'll be reaching the castle... Your anxiety is blowing up inside you.. some part of you are happy that you'll get to see him but.. some parts of you are just.. scared.

As you walked out of the carriage, you can feel your legs trembling tremendously. One of your maid ask if you're okay and of course you say yes... Even though you're obviously lying the maid doesn't say anything more. The maid doesn't know what to say, and you cannot blame her.

You took a deep breath and started to Walk towards the humongous door way.

One of the knight opened the huge door and bow down, letting you walk inside the palace. Gosh... It has been 15 years since you last saw the palace.. nothing really change around here accept for the tense aura that you bring upon yourself.

A fellow butler bow Infront of you as you courtesy back to him with a friendly smile on your face.

"We have been expecting your arrival lady y/n, please follow me. The prince has been waiting for your arrival".

Ever since you stepped into the castle, no words are being spoken out from your mouth as if a curse was upon you to not allow you to talk, when in reality you're just nervous and loose your voice. In a couple of second.. you will meet you childhood crush who crushes your heart.. how are you suppose to be calm?!

You and the butler stopped in front of a huge golden coloured door that's decorated with your favourite flower... Interesting.. you are too deep into your headspace that you didn't notice the butler beside you is asking you a question until he clears his throat, making you jump.

"S-sorry"

You said, the butler smile's softly at you and bow down for a while and then he whisper to your ears.

"You'll be fine lady y/n, please relax. Are you ready my lady?"

He ask and then pulled away from you, giving a soft smile towards you. You flash a Sad smile and nodded towards him as he opened the door revealing a beautiful glass room. The walls the glass... Everything is magical.. the place's is filled with your favourite flower, favourite colour and design. Even though the room is absolutely enchanting, you cannot ignore the man in the middle of the room. Sitting on one of the fancy chair with a glass of tea on his lips. He slowly puts down his cup and stare at you with his yellow glowing eye.. that you remember.

You straighten your back and walk towards him as he stands up and walk towards you too. Just as you were about to reach him your gosh darn clumsy leg slip, making you stumble forward lucky you manage to catch yourself before you fall. You quickly take your none existence composure back and looked at Xiao with a huge red across your face.

Xiao saw you stumble and.. oh god of rex lapis.. you just becomes prettier and prettier the more he saw you.. the way you stumble is not elegant but it is cute.. it reminds him of a little... Kitten stumbling.

"Becareful, we would want you to fall".

..... What.. he wanted to slap himself for saying that as he took out the chair for you.

"Y-yes thankyou your highness".

You wanna slap yourself for stuttering UGH why is this so embarrassing?! You sat down slowly on the chair he has pulled out as you watch him goes back to his seat. The table is round and is made out of glass, making Xiao able to see everything in a pretty close proximity since the table is pretty small..

The two of you sat in silence. You are staring at your hand from above the table while Xiao is looking everywhere else but you. The aura here is so tense.. which is understandable but Xiao can sense a rather... Heavy aura coming out of you. Not that he's wrong. The sense of anger and confusion slowly engulfed you and starting to get the best of you.

"Why did you invite me here?"

You spat out, you quickly wanted the earth to swallow you whole but it's too late to go back so you decided to swallow your pain and cringe and started to pull up your head to look at prince Xiao.

Xiao was.. not surprised in the slightest.. he knew you must be mad about the event that took place 15 years ago... But Xiao cannot stand anything anymore.. after he got mature he knows what to do.. he finally has the courage to ask you for a dinner with him.

"To make you my wife".

Xiao respond. Loud and clear. you furrowed your eyebrows, is this all? No explanation? No sorry just a proposal? Is this all really? You tsked and roll your eye. Lady etiquette? Frick that. Throw that away you wanted explanation.

"Just that?"

You spat, staring at Xiao dead in the eye. Xiao realize the mistake he made and sigh quietly trying to fix everything but his pride won't allow him to do so..

"No.."

He trail's off as he prepare his mental.

"I wanted to apologize.. for the event 15 years ago.."

You sigh and without you noticing your shoulder slowly relaxed as you stare at your hand, fiddling with your thumb. A habbit that hasn't left you since you're small.

"I was young and dumb.. at that time".

Xiao looks at your eyes, filled with emotion.. sad and anger emotion swirling inside your pretty e/c coloured eye.

"I was- i was scared.."

He trail's off. You tried to hold your tears the best of your ability. Scared? Of what? What is he scared about to make him wanted to abandon you?

"We were going on a war soon.. and as the future king of this kingdom it's either kill or be killed. At first i realize that maybe it's better if you just.. stay away from me, thinking that it will keep you safe-"

His words was cuts off when he heard a little noises coming from you. He focuses his entire body and mind towards you as he saw tears running down your face. With wide eye he quickly runs towards you and spin you chair, making you spin too. You close your face, not wanting to show Xiao the mess you are right now. Xiao kneel in front of you and hold your shoulder.

"Y/n? I-i'm sorry.. i wanted to make you happy and safe is all! I never wanted to abandon you nor make you cry i just-"

Xiao looks at you sadly and hugs you as you sob to his shoulder, you hugs him back, letting your emotions out. You don't care if your tears stained his suit. You just wanted his warmth. The warmth that you missed for all of this years.

"I just.. wanted you to be safe.. i wanted you to be happy. I thought pushing you away will be better but.. i was wrong. Very wrong. And it was stupid of he to take 15 years to finally realize that i cannot live without you. I'm sorry".

You shake your head no and hug Xiao back.

"N-no I'm sorry! I was- i was stupid! I should've ask you what's wrong! I should've-"

You were about to continue when xiao pulled you away and puts his palm on your cheek while he looks at you deep into your soul through your eye.

"No. You're not stupid. Never say that. You're not wrong... Okay .. stop feeling like you're wrong. Stop blaming yourself".

He whisper. He push his face closer to your face and smile's at you gently and sweetly.

"Shh... It's okay dear.. I'm sorry okay.. can you forgive me?"

You nod your head 'yes' slowly as you tried your best to flash him your warmest smile. Xiao wrapped his arms around your shoulder, hugging you again and tighter.

"Even after all this year's... I still.. i still harbor deep feelings.. towards you.. that's why i ask you to be my fiancee. I can never.. move on. Never. I am aware that asking your hand in Marriage right now is too fast but.. I'm willing to do anything to make you fall for me again.. would you take my attempts to make you fall for me again?"

You giggle and hugs Xiao back, shaking your head while little hiccups is spoiling from your mouth.

"N-no need... Because even until now i still keep my feelings for you and only you Xiaobebe".

You talk while sobbing, giggling and smiling at Xiao. Xiao just giggle alongside you and kiss your lips passionately as you kiss him back. Once you both pull away from eachother to take some air, you decided to crack a joke.

"Gosh... We're so cheesy".

Xiao full on laugh and kissed your temple, and kiss you back.

"Shut up... You ruin the moment my princess".

You giggle against his lips and hugs your hand around his neck.

"Shush. You don't mind"

You reply with a sassy tone. Xiao humn and looks at you dead in the eye.

"So sassy huh? Since when is your lips so spicy?"

He puts his thumb on your mouth and stroke your mouth slowly with his thumb.

"Let's see how long can you keep up the sassy act princess".

He nibble on your neck, making a rawr noise and then pull you up princess style from your seat. He opened the door and started to bring you through the hallway and making his way to his bedroom.

Unknowingly the both of you, Xiao's butler and your maid was listening to your every conversation with a wide smile on their face.

"Such a wonderful relationship~".

Your maid said with a fake tears running down her face. The butler just smiled and walked away from the place they were eavesdropping.

"Let's go, we have a wedding to plan people!"

The butler shout's as the maid and servants around him cheer. You have always bring the colour to the cold hearted Prince's heart everyone ships the both of you and now your presence will bring warmth to the whole kingdom and the future king's heart while filling the newspaper with amazing news.

Taglist: @laic2299 @inlustris-is-slowly-dying @dreaminselfinserts

[young-dumb-and-vaccinated]

A Deafened Bard (Stephen Strange x Female!Reader) pt. 2

Doctor Strange and y/n confide their tragic backstories in one another. Y/n struggles with her feelings for him.

Trigger warnings: abusive parenting, use of firearms, discussion of death and grief, mention of alcoholism

"On the outside, always looking in

Will I ever be more than I've always been?

Cause I'm tap, tap, tapping on the glass-"

You stopped yourself before you could indulgently belt out the titular lyric.

"Ew, why was I singing that?" You muttered to yourself. "I don't even like that song." 

You knew, subconsciously, that it was because you were trying to avoid what you really wanted to sing. For the first time ever, you had an audience. Someone was paying attention. 

"Love of my life, you've hurt me-"

"Oh, come on, butterfingers." He interrupted. "Love of my Life by Freddie Mercury. Give me something hard." 

"I wasn't aware it was classic rock trivia night." 

"Then why were you staring straight at me while singing?" He smirked. 

"Was I?" You cocked your head, expertly deflecting his implication. "I'm so spaced out I don't even know where I'm looking." 

"It's Freddie Mercury." He insisted.

"Uh, yes and no." You corrected, drawing on your encyclopedic knowledge of Queen from one particularly weird summer in high school. "While Freddie Mercury wrote the song, it was recorded on a Night at the Opera. Which was accredited to the whole band." 

"That's a nitpick," he shook his head. "I'm still right." 

You couldn't wear your heart on your sleeve anymore. You could only distract him with 70s glam rock trivia for so long before he started to notice a pattern. Although a sappy love song was in your heart, you sang the anthem of the depressed theater kid. 

You were staring straight at him, though. But who wouldn't? You studied his features only for artistic inspiration. His sharp jaw and high, high cheekbones were… inspiring. 

You couldn't lie to yourself. You fell and fell hard.

"Butterfingers!" Master Strange called out from the other side of the sanctum. "I need you!" 

You dropped your pencil and pushed yourself out from the chair. "Coming!" 

You followed the voice into his chambers. This was a new development, you thought. Out of respect for his privacy, you'd never dared to snoop around in his bedroom. But this was practically a written invitation. 

The room was spotless. Not a book or a scrap of paper out of place. Nor was there much to look at at all. A handful of picture frames, some magazines from when he was a surgeon, all featuring himself on the cover. 

"Butterfingers!" He called again, as if he knew you were about to snoop.

"I'm here!" You yelled back, eyes wandering around the room. "What do you need?" 

"I left my watch somewhere in the library!" He sounded disproportionately panicked for what was just a minor inconvenience. "I need you to go get it for me." 

"What does it look like?" You asked. 

"It's a $27,000 watch." He snapped impatiently. "It looks like one." 

"Jesus." You cursed.

"Don't give me that shit, [F/N]." He ordered, slamming his fist down against the sink. "Just do what you're goddamn told." 

"Alright, alright!" You put your hands up. "Fine, I'll get it." 

You hurried down the stairs and into the library. On the floor between his favorite chair and a stack of musty old books was a slim, silvery watch with a plain black band.

You picked it up and examined it. Apart from the price tag, was there really any reason for him to be so worried about it? He knew exactly where he left it. Did he have reason to believe it wouldn't be there when he returned? 

All you needed to do was flip it over to get your answer. You read the inscription on the back. 

Time will tell how much I love you -- Christine 

You should have known that his massive ego wouldn’t keep the women away forever. Hell, it certainly didn’t deter you. Much uglier douchebags have gotten far prettier girlfriends than they deserved.

You closed your fingers around the watch and sighed. The fantasy you created for yourself, of slowly, deliberately earning his love was shattered. Christine already beat you to it, it seemed. You tried to smother the part of you that resented this person for her exclusive right to Master Strange's affections. You didn't know her, but you loathed her. And you felt filthy for it.

With a heavy heart, you brought the stupid, criminally expensive little timepiece back to its rightful owner. 

"Here's your all-important watch, master." You mumbled, placing it on the bedside table. 

"I know I told you I would give you space to question things," He said, swiping it from the table and expertly affixing it around his wrist. "But I'd really appreciate it if you didn't question this." 

You tried to sound as non-passive-aggressive as you could. You attempted a more forgiving tone, but you couldn't hide your hurt. "It's fine. I don't care." 

"I didn't mean to get short with you, [F/N]." His voice softened. "I'm sorry. But this watch-" 

"It's fine." You cut him off, peering at the floor. 

"It was a gift." He finished anyway. 

You felt the lump in your throat rising. You knew what the watch represented and you wanted to smash it to pieces. Along with the sting of rejection, you felt the sting of tears in your eyes. "I know. I saw the engraving."

"She died two years ago." He lowered his head. 

Suddenly, all your ill will towards this woman turned into guilt. 

"I'm sorry to hear that." You said. "I can't imagine what it's like to lose someone who loved you so much." 

"She had agreed to come to a speaking engagement with me. As a second chance, and-" Pain wrapped his voice. He closed his hand tightly around the watch and held it close to his chest. "Have you ever been in love before, [F/N]?"

From the way your heart ached, and how easily the thought of never being with him made you cry, you knew the answer. You'd been avoiding speaking it into being thus far, but you couldn't lie to yourself anymore.

"Yes." You whispered. 

"You'll learn soon enough." He muttered. "It only brings more suffering." 

The tears finally breached and you tried to blink them away. You didn't know what emotion was causing them: guilt, shame, contempt, anger, sadness-- they were all present.

"Master Strange, I-" you stuttered, tripping over your breath. "I respect what you've gone through, I really do, but it's not fair to take it out on me." 

"You're right." He conceded. "I'm sorry. Please, go get some sleep.”

You nodded. “Right.” 

You slept as late as you could get away with the next morning. In apprentice terms, that only meant sleeping until eight thirty. Your dailies could wait an extra hour while you laid in bed, feeling like garbage. 

You stumbled down the spiral staircase in your pajamas. No bra, no makeup and no effort. You didn’t even run a brush through your hair. Why try, you thought. Why make an effort for the man who would never see you as anything but the help? 

When you saw the piano, though, you did a full 180.

In the living area was a French cherry baby grand piano that definitely was not there before. You certainly would have noticed it before. You placed your phone on the counter and approached the new addition. 

As if the memories were woven into the very muscles and ligaments of your fingers, you ran down a few octaves of C Major. The keys were smooth as porcelain and the sound that emanated from the instrument was next to heavenly. 

A bright orange post-it note was stuck to the music rack. 

“Love of my Life”, Queen, A Night at the Opera. 1975 

Was this a request, or an admission of wrong? Whatever the case, it made you smile. 

"You weren't being entirely honest with me, Butterfingers." He said, randomly materializing behind you. 

You turned around on the piano bench and looked up at him. "What was I not honest about?" 

"I'm so glad you asked." He sat down on the bench next to you, phone in hand. "Because when you said you used to play piano, you didn't specify you were actually a student prodigy." 

Sure enough, on his phone, he was scrolling through your Instagram. Dozens of videos of a much younger [F/N] playing hundreds of different songs, singing with too many vocal runs and doing so with the entire content of her soul behind the music. 

"Student prodigy is a bit strong." You turned your head to hide your blush. 

He scrolled up and found a picture of a young, zit-faced teenage [F/N] holding an acceptance letter. "Last I checked, Juilliard doesn't give full-ride scholarships to just anyone." 

You covered your face with your hands, smothering an embarrassed smile. "God, please. I'd rather you'd found my OnlyFans." 

He raised his eyebrows. "As tempting as that sounds, I'd still rather hear your explanation on this. Why did you give up on something you loved?"

You looked at him in surprise. "You really want to know?" 

"Well, I told you mine." He playfully nudged you in the side. 

You took a deep breath in. "Well, it was about two years ago, now-”

"Cheers to you, [F/N]!" Your best friend Holly raised her glass of champagne in your direction. "Juilliard ain't gonna know what hit ‘em."

"I'll drink to that." You said, bring your own flute up to your lips and taking a swig. You wretched in disgust as the vile liquid ran down your throat. "Or maybe I won't."

"You're gonna have to get used to it." Holly nudged you with her elbow. "I think most professional musicians are alcoholics."

You narrowed your eyes at her. "I don't think that's right."

"Is too." She smirked. "Conductors are mad strict. Abusive even. Drive musicians to drink all the time."

You laughed. "Is everything you know about the world of music from Whiplash?"

"And The Perfection." She added.

"Thank you, Holly." You said, attempting to take another sip of champagne, purely for dramatic effect. "Very cool."

You felt a pair of hands on your shoulders. "Hi, Holly. Enjoying the party?"

Holly took a step back. "Hey, Mrs. [L/N]. Yeah, it's great."

"I hope you don't mind," Your mom said, her fake nice voice eeking through her clenched teeth. "I need to borrow [F/N] for a few minutes."

Holly's face fell. "Sure. I'll catch up with you later, [F/N]."

Your mother tugged you off to the side. With a stressed huff, she began. "Jason is out in the fields with his ROTC friends."

"And what do you want me to do about that?" You asked, knowing her drunk self couldn't read your sarcastic tone.

"Could you go get him and bring him home?" She said, squeezing your upper arm.

"Are you kidding?" You spat.

"[F/N], he's drunk." She scolded. "Do you want him to get another strike on his record?"

"I don't care." You mumbled under your breath. "Have him call an uber. Hell, let him sleep it off in the field. Not my problem."

"You know what he's like when he's drunk." She rationalized. "He gets rowdy. It had better be you."

You tensed up. "No. Holly and I are going to the French Quarter. I don't have time to babysit Jason."

"Just pick him up on your way there?" She pleaded. "It won't take long."

You knew this wasn't going to stop. "Fine, but this is the last time."

You were both dressed far too well to be trekking through the swampy ass nowhere when you should have been fucking your way through the French Quarter. Luckily for your evening plans, all you needed to do was follow the sound of gunshots.

You slammed the car door shut and Holly followed suit. Finding him was the easy part. The hard part was hauling his drunk ass back home.

"Fun's over, shithead." You announced, heels sinking into the sod as you spoke. You didn't have much trouble projecting over the gunfire and getting their attention.

"Shit, [F/N]?" Jason sputtered, so drunk he could barely keep his head straight.

"Holy shit, I didn't even recognize you in that dress." One of his dumb fuck friends added. He jabbed Jason in the side. "Why didn't you tell me your sister's hot?"

"Buster, I-'' You clenched your teeth. "I don't care if you live or die, but my mom needs me to bring Jason home."

"If you get in the car now, we won't have to use the chloroform." Holly added.

Jason scratched the back of his head with the barrel of his gun, then pointed it at you. "You're gonna have to make me."

"Jesus fucking Christ!" You exclaimed, hitting the deck. "What the fuck, Jason!?"

Jason and his dumbass friends laughed. "You should have seen the look on your face, [F/N]!"

"Put down the fucking gun-" You seethed. "And get in the fucking car."

He lowered the gun and looked like he was going to concede. Just when you thought he would cooperate, he stuck it up again. He keeled over in a fit of laughter when you and Holly panicked again.

"Look at them!" He shouted. "They're so fucking scared!"

You knew out in the middle of the swamp, nobody could hear you scream. So you used it to your advantage.

"Jason, you're going in the car, or under it." You raised your voice. "I will mow your drunk ass down like eight day old roadkill right here in this field and you will be LUCKY if anyone finds your bloated, shit-covered remains before the crocodiles get a whiff of you."

That seemed to get his attention.

"Sorry, boys." He pouted. "You heard her."

He had to 'get you' one final time, though. Only that time, the gun went off. Just centimeters from your ear. You clutched the side of your head, trying to drown out the deafening ringing with your screams.

You vaguely remembered Holly pistol-whipping Jason before loading you into the car to drive you to the hospital, leaving him desolate and drunk in the field.

"It was a one-in-a-million shot." The otolaryngologist tried not to sound impressed at what was clearly some kind of anomaly very few got to witness in a medical career. "When the bullet fired, the gunpowder traveled down your ear canal, burning the cells of your auditory nervous system and... singing your eardrum... clean off."

Your eyes widened. "Off?!"

The doctor lowered her head. "I'm sorry, Miss [L/N]. I'm afraid you'll never return to full hearing again."

You didn't want to kill the messenger. You knew she was only doing her job. "Are you fucking kidding me?!"

"If we could do a tympanoplasty, which, given the condition of the drum, is unlikely-" she began. "There would still be no way to fully repair the hair cells along the ear canal."

You took deep breaths to try and quell your simmering rage. "I'm leaving for Juilliard in three months."

"Hearing aid technology has improved significantly over the last decade." She said, a somewhat hopeful upturn in her voice.

That was when your mother decided to join in on the conversation. "Oh, we can't afford that."

You thought you were going to crush your teeth into bits from how tightly your jaw was clenched in fury. "Take it out of Jason's college fund, then."

"Oh, [F/N]." She said as if you had just told the funniest joke imaginable. "Please. That wouldn't be fair to Jason."

"You can afford to send that blithering idiot to the Citadel." You hissed. "You can afford to buy me a hearing aid so I can play piano."

"Beethoven was entirely deaf." Your mom pointed out. "And he became the greatest composer of all time. It's really just mind over matter, sweetie-"

"Sure, that makes perfect sense!" You plastered on a deranged smile, feeling driven to the brink of madness. "I can repair my destroyed eardrum with the power of positive thinking! Jason gets thirty-five thousand dollars a year to play soldier, but I have to just use my imagination."

She covered her face with her hands as if she was being attacked and went into kicked-puppy mode. "Don't be mad at Jason, [F/N]. He didn't mean to hurt you-"

"Fuck this." You said, releasing all your tension in those two words. "Fuck all of this. I'm tired of you defending that chauvinist asshole. The next time you see me will be when one of us is dead."

"Where are you going?!" She wailed.

You snatched your purse from the table and threw it over your shoulder. "I'm moving out."

“Disgraced at age nineteen?" Master Strange said, leaning back on the piano. "Let me guess, you turned to alcohol to cope?"

"You'd think, but actually no." You shook your head. The tone of the conversation had taken a sharp left turn from sadness to dry, apathetic amusement. "I probably would have if I could have afforded it."

"You missed out." He said. "Drinking a whole bottle of eighty year old scotch was definitely the highlight of my grieving period."

You'd never joined the clauses 'Master Strange' and 'drunk off his ass' in the same sentence before then. It was an odd mental picture for sure. One you needed to see to believe.

"I got desperate." You admitted. "Luckily, New Orleans had a lot to offer someone like me, so I didn't have to go far to find people claiming to have answers. But it was all essential oils, incense, binaural beats-"

"I'm sorry," he cut in. "What kind of dickhead suggests binaural beats to someone with only one functioning ear?"

You threw up your hands. "Right? Doesn't make sense. Anyway, I came across a woman named Mistress Fantina and she pointed me in the right direction. How to heal my body through control of my spirit."

He looked at you with that fascination of the human body characteristic of those in the medical field. "It worked, I assume?"

"I figured it out." You shrugged. "But I got so invested in the Mystic Arts that I forgot all about Juilliard. Became a full-time student. Ever since, I never once thought about returning to my old life."

"I suppose if I'd discovered this world because I had lost, say, my ability to perform surgery, it would be hard to leave it behind and return to the operating room." He thought out loud. Sighing, he closed his hand over his watch. "But no matter how medical science evolves, you can't reverse death."

You let the quiet linger for a moment.

[lemons3ason]

SK8 THE INFINITY (Late Valentines Special Headcannon

(A/n: I HAVE BECOME A SLUT FOR THIS SERIES SK8 THE INFINITY GIVES ME SO MUCH LIFE EVEN THOUGH ITS STILL SO NEW! DIDNT HAVE TIME YESTERDAY SO HERES THE LATE VALENTINES SPECIAL WITH THE MAINS FROM SK8 THE INFINITY)

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Langa Hasegawa

-Sweet clueless child is a complete idiot when it comes to love and to make it worse you’re dense to his advances.

-Met you at school with Reki and would try to be as close to you as possible, letting you borrow his board so he could enjoy your smile as you skated.

-Due to personal reasons you were extremely touch starved and Langa was more then willing to hug you all day long but he’d find himself staring at your lips in want.

-Once Valentines came around he felt like finally confessing to you despite the holiday being a total cliche.

-Decided to make you chocolates, unfortunately he kept burning the batches so he had to ask his mom for help which resulted in her finding out about you.

-Wrote a message on the chocolates himself despite his terrible penmanship and hoped you would appreciate it and accept him.

-Almost forgets the chocolates the next day since he overslept and was late for school, wishes you a good morning over texts and asks you to meet him at the front gates to talk to you.

-Was bombarded by fan girls at school that wanted to give him gifts and found himself bumping into someone, just so happened to be you, but he realizes that he knocked something out of your hands and it got crushed under another girls foot.

-For the first time ever he actually saw your face pale and tears prick the corner of your (e/c) hues, he growled under his breathe shouting at everyone to leave as he wrapped his arms around you.

-You didn’t hug him back, you just silently cried somehow not making a sound and he sighed seeing you upset.

-“I’m sorry they crushed your gift, were you giving it to someone?”, he tried to hide the jealousy in his voice as he wiped away your tears.

-You nodded your head before explaining that they were meant for him. He blushed of course but a goofy grin plastered itself on his face as he cupped your cheeks and slammed a kiss against your sweet warm lips.

-He pulled away leaving you a stuttering mess as he presented you his little pink gift box. You took it and opened it giggling at what he had wrote, “We’re already friends Langa.”, you giggled showing him his incorrect kanji.

-“N-no I-I meant boyfriend, can I be your boyfriend pretty please?”, he begged as if he still had no chance with you.

-You giggled and smiled again before cupping his cheeks and returning his sweet kiss from before. Successful Valentines Confession.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Reki Kyan

-Y’all already been dating but this was your first Valentines together so he wanted to make it special.

-“Gotta head to work bye Reki.”, you hummed kissing his lips sweetly before you skated away on your board.

-He smiled watching you disappear into the sunset but once you were out of sight he bolted the rest of the way home.

-He’s not your ordinary guy and he loves skateboarding so he wanted to protray his feelings for skateboarding and you into his next project.

-Stayed up day and night in order to finish it and rushed to your house Valentines morning to spend the day with you before he presented your gift to you.

-Treated you to your favorite ice cream shop and a shopping spree at the plush store where you excitedly bought all the cute anime and animal plushes you had been dying for.

-You presented his gift to him around noon by taking him to a very special skateboard shop that your dad owned, he got first dibs at all the latest equipment and parts he needed for future projects and you couldn’t help smiling as he gasped at your father for letting him keep everything he had picked out and wanted.

-Your dad dropped you both off at Reki’s house in a pick up truck since Reki and gotten so much and helped unload it while you went in to greet his mother and sisters.

-He ran to his garage to get your gift but started getting nervous thinking that you wouldn’t like it.

-“S-she’ll like it I know she will. (Y/n)’s always spoiling me so this will pay her back for being so wonderful to me.”, he thought hugging the board tight to his chest as he ran back in to see you.

-“H-hey (Y/n), can you come here for a sec?”

-He could hear you running towards him and smiled nervously as he hid the board behind his back.

-Has you close your eyes and places the board deck side down in your arms so you can see the custom design he made for you on the back.

-You absolutely screech in joy seeing the new board in your arms, you couldn’t believe it was actually yours. Reki has to grab you by the cheeks hold you in place and tell you it was yours like five times just for you to believe him.

-You can’t help but throw yourself against him to hug him and kiss his pudgy face all over while chanting ‘I love you’ over and over again.

-He’s so happy you like your new board, he’s so overwhelmed by your affection but he absolutely adores you and kisses you one more time before dragging you off to his room for a movie and cuddles.

-A dorky sweetheart you can’t tell me otherwise.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Miya Chinen

-YOU ARE VIDEO GAME BUDDIES!

-Met during an online gaming tournament, you actually beat him, you became rivals for each other.

-When you both met in real life he absolutely adored you, sweet, kind, outgoing, and obviously taller than him, he couldn’t help the blush that rose to his face upon meeting you.

-You two were a match made in heaven but he couldn’t bring himself to confess to you no matter how hard he tried and then he found out you had a crush on a boy from your school.

-Helps you shop for the perfect gift for your crush despite it breaking his heart and finds himself still buying you something in hopes of confessing to you first.

-Has a little Bunny plush holding a single sunflower in its arms in his room since he couldn’t bring himself to confess to you the day of Valentines.

-Doesn’t hear from you about your confession until the day after when your both playing online against each other.

-“Come on (Y/n), you could’ve easily deflected that! Don’t become a slime on me now player two.”, Miya yells into his mic regretting it immediately when he hears you sigh.

-“Sorry Miya I’m just not feeling it tonight, I’m gonna go to bed see ya later.”

-Your sad he can tell instantly from the sound of your voice, calls you on the phone to demand an explanation on why your sad and you burst into tears on the other side.

-“S-sorry...hkk...i-it’s just that I let myself get played. I got heartbroken yesterday by the guy I liked and I realized that I’m pretty much a weirdo that no one wants to be with. He laughed at me and tossed my gift out the third story window of the school and walked away with a prettier girl in his arms.”

-You don’t hear anything from Miya and sigh hearing the call end unbeknownst to you Miya was skating his way to your house as fast as he could to comfort you, his Valentines gift in his arms.

-You jump when you hearing tapping on your window and watch as Miya sneaks in with a little rabbit in his arms.

-“Then be my weirdo! Stay by my side and we can be weirdos together, you don’t need that slime ball when I wanna be the grand knight that protects my princess!”, Miya screamed extending the gift to you in hopes that you would accept his feelings.

-He feels the rabbit leave his hands and opens his eyes to see you smiling through your tears, he kinda panics and wipes away your tears with his sleeves and just holds you.

-He presses his for head against yours and sighs, “You don’t have to answer right now it’s just that...I-I umm...I want to be the Link to your Zelda i-if you know what I mean.”

-You giggle and hug him thanking him for his kind words and softly whisper, “I love you, Miya, and thank you.”, into his ear making him smile against your shoulder.

-Sweet baby boy!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Kaoru Sakurashiki

-This dipshit works Valentine’s Day and forgets about it due to all the orders for custom calligraphy messages for couples.

-Annoyed by all the sappy messages and honestly putting half his effort in any of them.

-Forgets he has an interview that day until he hears a knock at his office door and you nervously enter.

-His heart races seeing you for the first time, you look so adorable in your business casual outfit, and your nervous smile has him falling over himself.

-“H-hello my name is (L/n) (F/n), I-it’s a pleasure to meet you Mr. Sakurashiki.”

-“She’s beautiful like a cherry blossom.”, he thought to himself.

-Overall the interview goes great, you’re just a year younger then him looking for a new job to pay for your new home.

-Loves you a lot and asks you to start immediately as his new secretary, you accept and start getting right to work. Eventually he notices you running around in your socks since your feet were hurting from the heels.

-Treats you to dinner once the shop is closed to welcome you to the team and falls in love with you more as you talk more about yourself.

-You are playful but still you have a calm and collected mind something he admires greatly.

-Waits till next Valentines to properly confess to you since he found it extremely hard to put his feelings into words.

-You surprisingly accept and he treats you to a rooftop diner where you both share a sweet dance under the moonlight.

-Dubs you his Blossom and spoils you with sweet gestures and shy kisses until he’s confident enough to kiss you properly.

-Laughs when he finds out you are jealous of Carla (his skateboard), you fume and decide to race him at S which shocks him because he didn’t know you could even skate.

-Absolutely loses it seeing you in your S wardrobe, a rather revealing kunoichi styled outfit that showed all the right parts leaving him wanting more.

-“Well Cherry Blossom let’s see what you can do.”, you smirked behind your fox mask.

-You end up slaughtering him in the race just from pure skill alone, Karla couldn’t keep up with your calculations and you won by a landslide.

-Gets jealous of the fan boys that suddenly accumulate over you once the race is finish, takes off both of your masks so he can kiss you silly.

“I won jealous cherry.”

“Shut up and kiss me little blossom.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Kojiro Nanjo

-This large himbo had a whole plan to make you extremely jealous by flirting with other women until you were furious with him before surprising you with a special hotel room that he rented out for just the two of you for Valentines.

-Unfortunately he was unaware of some bullying and self esteem issues you were having because of work so you patience with him dried out fast.

-“Huh baby cakes what’s the mat-“

-“If they’re so pretty why don’t you just stay with them instead of someone useless and ugly like me!”

-Regrets everything he said as soon as he sees you running away in tears, ditches the fans immediately and skates off to find you but you’re already long gone.

-Calls Cherry who has you weeping in his arms and groans as his old friend starts scolding him for being a ‘Heartless Dumbass Gorilla’.

-Hugs you as soon as he sees you practically tackling you and Cherry in the process and begs for your forgiveness.

-You pout and refuse to forgive him which in turn makes him sigh, he scoops you up in his arms and tosses you over his shoulder to carry you away despite your protest and skates off to the hotel.

-“I swear I didn’t mean to hurt you, I wanted to make you jealous and then spoil you rotten. This wasn’t how I wanted today but if you’ll let me I’d still like to spoil you and make it up to you.”, Joe admits in a soft voice.

-You agree hesitantly and he puts you down, cups your face, and presses a tender kiss against your plump lips. Smiles against your lips when he feels your cheeks heat up.

-Takes you to the hotel, chuckles at your shocked expression to the huge lavish room and invites you for champagne in the jacuzzi.

-Leans you against his chest and wraps an arm around your waist, whispers sweet compliments and praises into your ear until a goofy smile is plastered over your face.

-Smothers you in kisses and cuddles even if you playfully try to escape his strong arms.

-Watches sappy movies with you and holds you tightly until your glowing with joy. Kisses you good night as he snuggles his head into your adorable chest and happily nods off to sleep as you play with his curly green hair.

“Happy Valentine’s Day love, I’m sorry and thank you for today beautiful.”, Joe hums kissing your cleavage sweetly.

“I’m sorry I ruined your surprise, thank you handsome.”

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Hiromi Higa

-Meets you the 13th when you come in to buy flowers, there’s such a sad aura about you that he can’t help but gift you a fresh pink rose that brings a sweet smile to your face.

-Instantly falls for you as you ask for an arrangement to take to a funeral of a dear friend.

-Makes you a beautiful arrangement himself and let’s you take it free of charge despite your argument to pay.

-“Just try to be happy for me and that’s enough, you look beautiful when you smile.”, he simply says making a blush roll across your face.

-As nightfall hits the city he dawns his Shadow look for S and starts heading over but he stops after hearing a scream and finds you being attacked by a small group of idiots.

-Instantly picks a fight with them in order to defend you and wins just from knocking one out with a single punch and scaring the others away with a glare.

-Sees you trembling on the floor with a hand covering your left arm and sighs seeing the blood, you had been slashed by one of their blades so he carefully wraps it with an extra cloth that he had and picks you up carrying you to the train station.

-“Stay safe little flower, I won’t always be able to save you.”, he grins at you making you blush for some strange reason.

-“T-thank you for saving me.”

-He smiles at you and leans forward leaving a purple lipstick mark on your cheek as he disappears from sight.

-He skates his best that night at S while thinking of you.

-You appear again in the flower shop the next day, a bandage wrapped around your arm and a shy smile on your face as you walk up to him.

-He’s surprised to see you again so soon and prays that you didn’t recognize him from last night.

-You smile and press a kiss to his cheek, leaving a red stain on his cheek that has his face flaming up in embarrassment.

-You hand him back his cloth and a note and rush out of the store while shouting, “Happy Valentine’s Day!”

“H-huh well seems she did notice m-ehh... i-is this her phone number?”

[yoongsicles]

warning: swearing, cheating

wc: 1,196 (blue font means flashback)

genre: lil' fluff, angst, smut

Track 1: Deja Vu (Xiao Dejun)

"You ready?" your boyfriend, Dejun asked you as you fix your seatbelt "Yes!" you raised your arm excitedly.

He started his car engine and you played your favorite song on his car radio.

Road trip with Dejun has always been your favorite activity to do with him. Well, besides you know.

Going to random places, singing your favorite songs, having sex in the backseat of his car. Those are just the things that are included in your "to-do list with Dejun every weekend"

Both of you are well-known as the hottest couple in your college department. Dating Dejun for a year has completely changed your life in a good way. You swear if there's someone better than your boyfriend, you'd still choose Dejun.

You can't just imagine your life without him.

"Look who we have here" your friend, Joy whispered beside you pointing at the girl in front of you. "Oh," you said when you realized who it was.

Mina. Dejun's new girl.

She shyly smiled looking at you. Clearly doesn't know that you're his boyfriend's ex.

"You're still prettier" Joy whispered again while handing the registration form to Mina. You slightly elbowed your friend laughing quietly with her.

Dejun's taste in girls is obvious. Not too skinny, not too light-skinned, shorter than him, a bit curvy, and has a smile that could light up his world.

And you know these because you're his standard or should you say, you just know your ex too well.

"So, you're the new girl," you said starting a conversation. Mina looked at you still smiling "Yes and I'm so excited to join your org" she replied and continued writing.

Your fake smile fade away when you noticed a familiar thing on her neck.

"Your necklace" you muttered still focused on it. She stopped writing and held the necklace "Oh, it's a gift from my boyfriend. It's beautiful right?" you swear her face is annoying you.

"Oh my God" Joy gasped looking at you.

Your moans and Dejun's are the only thing you can hear right now as he thrust his cock in you for the second round. Here you are again, making love in the backseat of his car.

"Baby, I'm c-cumming" you moaned quietly but Dejun just continued fucking you "Cum for me, princess," he said sucking your left nipple making you more sensitive.

Dejun rubbed your clit driving you insane. As he moves faster, you can already feel his cock twitching inside you. That means he's about to cum too.

"F-fuck" both of you cursed in unison as you came into your high.

Sticky and sweaty, both of you hugged while you kissed his temple whispering "I love yous"

Almost ten minutes later of just laying there, Dejun sit up and took a box inside his bag. "Happy birthday, princess" he greeted with a cheeky smile and handed you the box.

"Dejun" you murmured in surprise. It was a moon-shaped necklace with a star in the middle.

"You remember how I always call you my star and me as your moon?" he asked getting the necklace from the box and helping you wear it.

"This necklace means that you will always be inside my heart, making me shine brighter,” he said turning you around to meet his eyes.

“And that I’ll never let you go” he added cupping your cheek and kissed your forehead.

“I love you so much, y/n”

“Can you believe that he gave her a similar necklace? Bet he also gave it after having sex with her. Insensitive jerk” Joy still can’t believe what you both saw.

You’re still quiet, looking at Mina’s registration form.

“Uh hello? Earth to y/n” Joy snapped her fingers in front of your face. You sighed looking at her “I don’t know, Joy. It annoys me to be honest knowing that I still have the necklace and it was the symbol of our love before,” you said.

“Symbol of our love my ass. Well, he’s a dick and I’m so glad you two broke up already. I just wish that girl good luck” she scoffed.

“Gonna head out now. Will see you tomorrow, okay?” Joy hugged you before leaving.

After getting your things inside your locker, you immediately came to the parking lot. You just wanna go home after an exhausting day. Welcoming the new members of your organization is just a lot.

Before you even get inside your car, you saw Mina running towards something, or should you say someone.

“Hi!” Mina greeted him excitedly and got a hug from him “You ready for our road trip?” He asked kissing her hand. Mina nodded.

Dejun opened the door for her and before entering the driver’s seat, he saw you standing four cars away from him.

You rolled your eyes at him. You entered your car, starting the engine immediately. As you drove past them, you just can’t help but agree with Joy.

She’s definitely right. Dejun’s a dick and he will always be a dick.

You’ve decided to visit Dejun in his apartment because he said he’s sick and he can’t see you for today. As a worried girlfriend, you bought medicines and even cooked him his favorite dish just to make him feel better.

As you tried entering his password, you got confused because it was wrong. So you tried again but it didn’t work either. You were about to call him when the door suddenly opened surprising you with a shirtless Dejun and a girl behind him.

Both of you stood there. Dejun staring nervously at you as you stared at the girl and him.

Tears forming in your eyes, a heartbeat so loud, and a mind running with thoughts.

“Y/n” is the only word Dejun can say.

“Fuck you” throwing him what you brought before running away from him. Dejun tried to go after you but he felt like his feet were glued on the floor.

You found yourself at the park where you two met. The Dejun you saw earlier wasn't the Dejun you fell in love with. You're disgusted and you just want to curse the shit out of him.

You didn't expect that the guy you love the most would break your world just like that.

Dejun was driving quietly and Mina noticed that something’s bothering him so she turned on the car radio and a very familiar song played.

It was the song you two always played before. The song that made Dejun fall in love with you.

The car stopped shocking Mina. “What’s wrong?”

Dejun didn’t answer. He was just listening to the song while his memories with you keep flashing back in his head. All he knows that what happened before was a mistake.

Cheating on you was a mistake.

And now he’s with another girl whom he thought he can love again just to forget you.

“Shit” he whispered.

Everything’s fucked up. Dejun is still into you. No, he’s still in love with you. And in his heart? You’re still his star.

A star that’s too far away to reach now.

••••••••••

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The Odds of Us All

Chapter 2 Pt 5/5: Food & Tea- But Not The Drink Kind

It was finally lunch time, Y/n was more than ready to leave her classroom and head to the twins class. Saying goodbye to some of her new friends, she departed from class 2-5 and headed down the hallway to class 2-3. While she was in college prep, the twins and Suna were in the other classes below her. The girl didn’t hold it against them, some people were made for different fields- academics didn’t define anything besides a persons academic intelligence. 

Several people stared after her as she walked, everyone was intrigued with the new transfer student who was the soulmate of Itachiyama’s star ace and the cousin of Shiratorizawa’s famous Ushiwaka. It got on her nerves at first but she got used to the attention eventually. If she was rude to her “fans” then it’d look bad on Sakusa and Wakatoshi.

“Ushijima-san!” Someone called after her, stopping her in her tracks, Y/n turned and looked over at the person. It was a first year from class 1-2, if she remembered correctly he was in her “fan club.” (Honestly she was a little flattered at how fast she gained a following here, back at Nekoma it took her a whole two weeks before some classmates formed one for her.) “I was wondering if you would be willing to accept this... I made it just for you!” She was about to thank him for the horribly wrapped bento, when someone decided to stop her. 

“Y/n.” Suna said from across the hallway, phone in hand, “come on we’re eating outside.” He gave the first year a deadpan, daring him to speak, Y/n smiled apologetically at him, thanking him for the bento and accepting it. The first year hurried away, but not without a pleased blush coating his cheeks. “Told you- you’re Ms. Popular.”

“Maybe... but it doesn’t really matter.” Y/n replied, tucking the bento into her satchel. “It’s always been this way, but not for the reasons you might think.” Seeing her soulmates inquisitive gaze she continued. “I mean maybe they start genuinely liking me eventually, but initially they follow me around and try to befriend me in an effort to know about all the drama in my life. Having a famous cousin and soulmate does that to you. Oh- but I’m sure you deal with it too- I mean you and the twins are famous on the volleyball scene for a reason.”

Suna hummed noncommittally, pocketing his phone and shoving his hands in his pockets with it. “I get it- people only want to get to know me cuz of the twins or my looks... but I don’t really pay attention to them... neither do Atsumu or Osamu.” He gave her a side glance. “You shouldn’t either, people like that just aren’t worth the energy.” 

“You make a good point Suna- but I can’t. I got to make a good impression for them. Oh wow, Inarizaki sure has everything doesn’t it?” They were in the schools private garden, it was a large plot of land- with rows or fresh vegetables and countless beds of flowers- Y/n could even spot several wisteria trees. “I think it’s even prettier than Itachiyama’s greenhouse.”

“Itachiyama? I thought ya went to Nekoma.” Atsumu asked, popping up in front of her. Osamu walked over to them, they had just arrived too. 

Y/n nodded, “Hi Atsumu, Osamu; I did, but I was initially planning on going to Itachiyama- I toured the campus, passed the entrance exams and everything too. But my friends went to Nekoma so I followed.” Osamu said ‘hi’ in response.

“Interesting.” Atsumu said, his mischievous smirk never leaving his face. “Hey follow me will ya?” He grabbed her hand gently, leading her to a round, stone picnic table below the wisteria trees, leaving Osamu and Suna to trail after them. 

“There he goes.” Suna whispered, earning a sigh in response from the gray haired twin. “So touchy... surprised no one reported him for harassment yet.”

“I’d thank 'em if they did.” Osamu huffed with an eye roll. “Maybe then he would learn ta keep his hands ta himself.” The four of them settled at the table, Atsumu on Y/n’s left, Osamu to her right, and Suna in front of her. 

“Y/n got a bento from a first year earlier.” The brunette gossiped (but in his weird deadpan way), he hid a grin at the matching scowls the twins wore. “Hey Y/n what did you think of him?” 

“He was sweet.” She pulled the bento out and plopped it on the table. “But I��m not going to eat it- he’s still a stranger and I’m not the type to eat food from just anyone.” She didn’t notice the glances the three shared at her words.

“What if I made it?” The younger Miya muttered, staring at the h/c (hair color) girl. Atsumu did his best to hide his snort- meanwhile Suna subtly recorded the moment. 

“Oh? Well you’re not just anyone are you?” Her words seemed flirtatious, but in actuality she was just being genuinely blunt. “I wouldn’t mind if it were you.” Let’s just say Suna was very glad he was recording- because the pink hue that overtook Osamu’s cheeks was HILARIOUS. 

“Good, cuz I made ya some f/f (favorite food).” Osamu pulled an expertly wrapped bento from his bag and placed it in front of Y/n, who looked pleasantly surprised at his kind gesture. 

“Look at him flirtin- almost as good as me. I’m so proud.” Atsumu grinned, not the least bit jealous (shockingly). “Never thought I’d see the day.” 

“Not you getting a big head over this.” Suna teased, earning himself a mean scowl. “If it were you, Y/n would have said no... maybe even eaten that first years bento instead.” 

“Ya know I’m startin to think ya spend too much time with ‘Samu.”

“Heh.”

Y/n took a bite of the food, meanwhile Osamu watched her from the corner of his eye- pretending to be occupied with his own serving of f/f. Her e/c orbs widened as her tastebuds registered the burst of flavor that was overtaking them. The entire dish was seasoned to the point of near perfection- of course there was some fault, but that was probably due to Osamu’s inexperience with this specific food. Even if it wasn’t a first for him, this was still some of the best damn f/f she had ever tasted. It was tempting to scarf it all down at once, but she forced herself to savor the taste. 

“So... how is it?” All eyes were on her, each of them eager to see what she thought of Osamu’s cooking. 

“You cooked this by yourself?” She questioned, swiveling to the right to look at the younger twin. Osamu nodded, fidgeting ever so slightly.

“Yeah... m’sorry if it’s not that good- was my first attempt at makin’ f/f.” 

Shaking her head and placing her chopsticks down, Y/n smiled at him cheerily. “When you told me you could cook I was expecting something like a simple tamagoyaki- but this is what it’s like when you’re just experimenting? Miya Osamu you are seriously talented- this is some of the best f/f I’ve had in a long while- and I eat this a lot.” 

“Thanks so much, means a lot-” Osamu began, a small, genuine smile slipping on his face.

“IDHOISA Y/n yer so cute! Can’t believe I thought ya were a total jerk on Twitter-” 

“How tf did he say that out loud?” Suna wondered, referring to the verbal version of a keyboard smash.

“NO I WAS HOPING YOU DIDN’T SEE THAT TWEET.” Y/n screeched, appalled at the expected- but completely unwelcome- news.

“Pfftt-” The brunette snorted at her expense.

“TSUMU YA RUINED THE MOMENT YA ASSHOLE!”

“OW- THE HELL? YA WANNA FIGHT SAMU?”

To put it simply it was pure chaos, their chances at a peaceful lunch completely dashed. For the rest of the lunch break the twins argued, meanwhile Suna live streamed their idiocy, and Y/n enjoyed the chaos while simultaneously savoring her delicious meal...

Facts/Trivia

Y/n was actually pretty popular in Nekoma- but it took a good two weeks before she had her own fan club

So majority of her fan club actually liked her for who she was as a person and not because of her cousin

Her new Inarizaki fanclub is not like her Nekoma one

This club was only formed because people want to get to know her in order to meet Sakusa and Wakatoshi

Some people like first year kun are apart of it because they think she’s attractive

Yes some girls left Atsumu’s fanclub in order to simp for Y/n

Atsumu may not care for his fans but he does like the attention 💀

Any peace between the twins is ruined because Atsumu can’t stfu

Osamu and Atsumu are actually pretty good at sharing and not getting jealous over partners

Suna never helps stop fights

Good thing Y/n’s here now

Fyi the ramen incident is filed on Osamu’s highschool record 😭

It took all of Atsumu’s willpower to not ask Y/n to be their manager when she talked about cheering for him

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track 18: feelings?

Kenma has never really been a people person. Yeah, over the years he’s gotten better with ‘human interaction’ , but he would still prefer to be alone. There were very few people whose company he didn’t mind, and recently he had been contemplating whether you should be added to the list. Though that idea has been teetering in and out of his mind given the fact you two hadn’t actually hung out in person.  Actually, save for the one pants-less interaction, neither of you had ever been in the same room together. But still, he kinda likes you. More than a friend, he’d like to think. Though the idea scared the fuck out of him, he would actually like to take you on a real date. One that didn’t result in your dinner being up in flames. 

Maybe he’d even take you to a cutesy café in Tokyo. Like the one he was currently sitting in. Eating apple pie. Across from a girl. A girl who definitely wasn’t you. 

“Honestly, I don’t know why you didn’t just become a model.” After the photoshoot, Etsuko insisted on getting a bite to eat. Something about wanting to catch up because it’s been a whole year. He didn’t really understand why, he knew for a fact Kuroo called her every time something juicy happened to him. Whatever that meant. Besides, he couldn’t turn down a slice of his favorite food.

“Because wearing stupid clothes and standing in front of a camera for hours is not my ideal career, ‘Tsuko.” He took another bite of what was left of his slice. He’s glad he chose to sit in a booth away from the windows, he had already been recognized twice on the way here. It’s why he did his best to avoid walking through the city. Especially dressed like this.

“C’mon, Kenmaaaa, the button up is cute. You look like a businessman.” She snorts through her smoothie straw. 

“I am a businessman. I’m quite literally a CEO.” He gives her a deadpan stare before taking a sip from his own milkshake. “I don’t know how your rooster boy manages to wear this stupid getup 24/7. I’m suffocating in these slacks.” He’d been pulling at the tight-fitting pants all day, but the magazine suggested he look professional for the shoot.

“What’s the matter, Kenma? Too much junk in the front?” Etsuko wiggles her eyebrows at him. She always did have the dirtiest mind. 

“Gross, ‘tsuko.” He squints at her and shakes his head. 

“Speaking of your little fella, when was the last time you got laid, baby boy?” Despite her suggestive tone, Kenma knew she was genuinely curious. She was the one who told him what sex was anyway. Gross, he shudders at the memory. 

“Is that an offer, ‘Tsuko?” He knew it wasn’t, and he knew even if it was the answer would be no, but he was deflecting. 

“Only if you let me post it on the hub.” She winks at him and slurps at her empty cup for emphasis. “Quit deflecting, Kenma, I heard about your lil boo thang.” She cracks up at her own joke and asks the waiter for a refill. 

Kenma scrunches his nose in disgust. “Don’t call her that.” Yeah, you guys weren’t dating, and yeah, you probably didn’t even know he liked you, but still. 

“Look at you, defending her honor, how sweet.” She mockingly shakes her head at every word. “I heard you stole her from little rooster boy.” She leans in towards him, like it was some big secret.

“Of course he exaggerated that, he’s the one who set her food on fire. Besides, she texted me first.” He recounts the way he freaked the fuck out when he saw you texted him. His demeanor was always more calm over the internet, probably why he had millions of fans, but he was still an antisocial wreck IRL.

“Ahh, so she’s ballsy, huh. Who knew little Kenma liked bold girls? Tell me about her.” She leans her head into her palm. To anyone else she would’ve dropped it already, losing interest. But this was Kenma, she was always poking her nose into his business. 

“She’s a med student, same age as me. Friend of a friend, I guess. “ He shrugs. He figured that would keep her dormant enough to change the subject. 

“You got yourself a smarty pants. Cute, but that’s not what I wanted to know.” She raises her eyebrow at him. “Do you like her? Is this just a hump and dump? You gonna marry her?” Her eyes got wider with every question, it kinda freaked him out. 

Damn, he thought he could dodge it, but Etsie has always been super pushy. “I don’t know. I mean I'm definitely not gonna hit it & quit it. I haven’t even hung out with her for real.  And dude, I’m 23, m’not thinking about marrying anyone at the moment.” He held his breath and figured that was enough. He was not ready to admit it out loud yet.

“Ah ah ah, you skipped a question, baby boy.” She gives him a devilish grin and leans in even closer. “I won’t tell a soul.”

Okay, even if she was a bit much, Etsuko never spilled Kenma’s secrets. To anyone. Not even Kuroo. But it wasn’t that he didn’t trust her. It was just... Was he ready to admit he had feelings? It's only been a few months, and he hadn’t even spoken to you in person. So what if he texted and called you 24/7? Wouldn’t it be too early? You’d probably be freaked out if he went ahead and confessed his feelings so early on. 

Ah, fuck it. 

“Yeah, ‘Tsuko. I like her. Like a lot. She’s funny as hell, smart as shit, and she gets me. Plus she’s the prettiest girl I’ve ever met. Like, prettier than you.” He knows that would probably offend any other girl, but he was only ever straight up with ‘Tsuko.

“EEK!” Etsuko lets out a pig squeal that has other customers staring in confusion. She balls her fists up and starts shaking aggressively. “My baby boy has a crush! EEK! I’m so proud of you.” She leans over the whole table and grabs Kenma’s face, placing a loud kiss on his forehead. 

He flicks her forehead and smiles. “Shut up, it’s not like this is the first crush I’ve ever had.”

“I take pride in being your first crush, little bro.” She places her hand on her chest in mock pain, but the grin on her face exposes itself. 

“When you put it like that it sounds like incest. I was 8, you weirdo. ” Both were true, when Kenma first met Etsuko he developed a crush on her. (Mostly because she was the only girl who he’d ever interacted with.) It only lasted a month anyway; he eventually got annoyed with how much her and her brother were at his house. Now, after 15 years of being stuck with Kuroo, Kenma could only ever see them both as the siblings he never had. 

“Still, I was your first love, Kenma.” She looks off dramatically into the distance, as if she was having a flashback.

“You’re gay.” The smirk on his face gives off his slight amusement with her stupidly dramatic antics. 

“Now, “ She slams her hands on the table, causing more people to stare and the silverware to rattle, “Aren’t you going to ask me about my lovelife?” 

“No, I don’t care.” He snorts at the hurt look on her face. 

“Well, my girlfriend is doing WONDERFUL, Kozume Kenma, thanks for asking.” She crosses her arms and sticks her nose in the air.

“Yeah, whatever, you’re paying.” He pulls out his phone to see if there are any texts from you. On cue, the notification on his phone displays your name. He grins down at the unopened text, not even bothering to hide his happiness from Etsuko. 

Mid-rant about how he should pay because he’s got all the money, she stops and stares at him. A soft smile appears on her face, a swell of pride shoots through her. She only ever saw Kenma as a baby brother, and was genuinely happy for his growth over the years. 

Suddenly, Kenma’s phone flashes with your contact, a facetime call from you. 

“I gotta take this.” He moves to sit up, but looks up at Etsuko at the last second. 

She grins and nods towards the door. 

“Go get em, tiger.”

𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘: kozume kenma x medstudent!f!reader

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𝕒/𝕟: this was probably rlly poorly written LMFOAD

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[morimallow]

NSFW Alphabet (Suna Rintarou)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Not the best but at least? He's very very gentle with his actions because he knows you're still sensitive. If he's feeling a little more affectionate, you might receive an open-mouthed kiss or two. He always plants a kiss on your forehead after sex— it's like putting a cherry on top or adding finishing touches because he considers you beautiful and all.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Although he uses his whole upper body to manipulate blockers in volleyball, he loves his hips. That moment of satisfaction when he hears you moan the time he slams back into you. HE LOVES YOUR BACK. The way it forms a beautiful dip during dog style, the way it reminds him you're so fucking sexy. His hands are always on your back and/or behind your thighs. Ugh.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Creampie. Creampie. Creampie. Creampie. Creampie. Doesn't stop until your hole is filled and covered with his cum. Likes the sound of your skin slapping, sound way more lewd because of his sticky cum. When he's kinda rough, he likes to coat his fingers with his cum and make you lick it clean because he's nasty like that.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Not just a secret of his but with the twins. The twins caught Suna humping on a volleyball in the storage room. That was one time when you stopped by the gym to check on him. You wore your knee-high socks that was hidden until that day because you ran out of clean socks. He had to make a deal with the twins because they'll never stop teasing him.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Ugh, he knows his ways, his angles, his measurements, HE KNOWS THE ENTIRE MATHEMATICS. HE KNOWS YOUR ANATOMY. Let's all agree he has an average-sized dick but.. man, does he know how to put it to good use. I don't know his ways but he manages to his your spot every fucking time and you're just busy screaming his name and telling him you feel so good.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

What was it again..? The one when you ride his pretty cock with your back facing him. Back to letter B, he loves this position because a.) he can see your full back and b.) he can take control over your movements with the snap of his hips.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He pours his emotions into having sex with you if you are his lover. His thoughts are just: I should make them feel loved, I'm gonna give them my best performance. Post-orgasm goofiness! Likes to tease you too. Like, “Baby, what was that sound you made when I fucked you so good? Did you purr for me, pretty baby?”

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He only has thin strands of light brownish pubes so he doesn't shave often! If you prefer no pubes then he'd shave because you give the best blowjobs. You kinda like the way his pubes lightly tickle the area around your hole though..

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Sucker for open-mouthed kisses to show his affection. He kisses you from your nape to your tailbone, doesn't matter if you're the one moving or him. INTERTWINING. HANDS. FINGERS. LEGS. He wants to hold you close. Remember, yeah? The reverse position? He'd hug you from behind, start pounding into you as he places his kisses. jfkekfjsjd im so weak for him

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Jacks off when he's horny and you're not within his reach or not in the mood. He'd slowly trace the popping veins of his dick as he sets his image of you in his head. Then, he'd massage his balls, creeping up his cock until he plays with his tip. Would totally muffle his low moans.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Y'all.. squirting and laces. Loves the idea that he can make you squirt and make a mess above or under him. And laces.. it just looks perfect on your skin, makes it more delectable and prettier.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Good ol'classic bed (prefers the one in your childhood bedroom), the doorway, and your bigass-not-tainted window. Don't ask me, this is just my fantasy.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You squirting and queefing, your moans, the way you squeeze his cock good.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Spitting (don't fight me on this one), wax play, anything that might harm your skin but he's fine with hickeys and slap marks, hmmmmm.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

HE LOVES LICKING YOUR FOLDS LIEK— the fact that you can get off just with his mouth makes him ugh. The way your thighs contract as he grazes his teeth around your pussy. Hmm, he's most sensitive at the base. He'd either fuck your face the moment you suck his dick whole or let you have it your way, he'd still cum inside your mouth anyway. 11/10, best in oral.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

THE DUALITY OF THIS MAN MAKES ME WANNA GO FERAL. JGKEKJFJWND. He's usually fast and rough with a sprinkle of degradation but there are also moments he wants to take his time. He wants to appreciate every inch of your body, making sure he gives enough attention to each. He'd have a twitching cock dribbling with pre-cum but his whole focus is to make you feel good and loved, to make you reach your orgasm. This man can be so sweet at times. Sighs.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Y'all.. this is a big yes for him. Not frequent though! Just when he feels like railing you inside the dressing room or in a certain bar VIP lounge.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Always down as long as he's also interested! He was the one who initiated the ride-my-face, hoho. A little peek of curiosity of your kinks is enough for him to help you confirm that kink. RISKS? WHAT ARE THOSE? He'd command you to not wear underwear because he plans to fuck you in your reserved private restaurant booth.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Three to five rounds. I won't elaborate further, your honor. I rest my case.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

HE BUYS TOYS FOR YOU. He bought the Sailor Moon set of dildos, not knowing what the fuck is Sailor Moon. He just thought it's pretty. He imagined it using on you because you wanted to have a threesome without having a third party and damn, did he make that possible and mind-blowing. Also, kind of a wide range of vibrators to pleasure his favorite baby while going for a morning run.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

BIGGEST TEASE. EDGING. EDGING. EDGING. UNTIL YOU BEG HIM TO JUST PLEASE LET YOU CUM AND CREAM ON HIS COCK. He'd rail you until you scream that you're cumming and he's out of your hole then teases your entrance with his cum from the last round.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Low.. sexual.. hot.. groans.. gets u pregnant... im out.. have u heard his voice.. fucking.. hot..

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Often puts his hand inside his pants or yours or inside your shirt and just plays with your nipples while he sends a text to Osamu or whoever.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

The body of a swimmer.. yes. He's not too ripped. He got the right amount of muscles and fats and muscles, muscles, muscles. Lean torso, omg. And his dick.. pretty cock of his. Perfect length, perfect shade. HE'S SO BEEFY.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He! Rarely! Initiates! Having! Sex! Oh, but he often initiates make-out sessions but it's always up to you if you want to fuck or not. He can take care of himself, yes, but thinks it's better to take care of each other's needs, uwu. He's always down to having sex though. *eyes*

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He falls asleep during or after your post-sex conversation after he has cleaned you up. Salty bae so tired making you both feel pleasure. Ugh, he's good.

Here is Suna's Fluff Alphabet!

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[sugarydolli]

Orange Juice | [REPOST]

Title ~ Orange Juice

Word Count ~ 2k

Pairings ~ Leon x Chubby!reader

Warnings ~ Body shaming, Bullying

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"Come on Y/N," junko smirked "hes never gonna like you if your fat, keep throwing it up." You pushed slightly on your stomach to trigger more vomit.

With Junko standing behind you, taunting you as your breakfast pushed passed your lips.

You could see Mukuro start gather tissue for you to wipe your mouth off with.

-

You sat in class one day as the teacher rambled about nothing you cared about. The sun ran over the curve of your cheeks and lit up your (E/C) eyes as you were deep in thought.

"What if I was smaller"

"Would I be prettier?"

"Would he notice me?"

Not even noticing that class was over until two particular known sisters made their way over to you.

Junko slapped her hand down on your desk taking you out of your thoughts. Her sinister smile was a clear warning of her intentions which were obvious to you.

You expected nothing but harsh words, more things to make you regret your weight. But she unexpectedly had other plans.

Junko came to you as if she wanted to help you. She said she could make you look pretty. In your desperate state of mind you accepted.

Ever since then her way of making "pretty" was meeting her outside of the bathroom every 2-3 hours, practically shoving you face into a toilet and forcing you to gag your meals.

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"Hey Junko.." you said weakly, your stomach aching being the 5th week you skipped lunch. "Did you ever find out what type of girls Leon is into?"

She thought about it while she chewed her food. "Why of course I did, and you know what he told me?"

You were practically leaning over the table, dying to know what the baseball player told her. "He said and I quote, "tight waisted bimbos with huge tits" end quote."

It felt like a spear ran threw your heart as you sunk into deep thought. "I'm sure he'll like you for who you are rather than what your physical appearance is Y/N."

"You filthy liar! I told her exactly what he told me."

"But Junko I was right ther-"

"Shut up!"

The thoughts in your head shut you out from the twins bickering. Your mind festering on the idea of fitting into Leon's type.

The sadness you felt turned into determination. Thinking about how you can cut out a few more meals, and exercise even more times a day. Wearing extremely heavy hoodies in raging hot weather to shed.

You were determined by the end of this month you'd fit his standards.

"Junko,"

Standing up, you caught her attention before she shot another insult to Mukuro. "I think I'm ready now."

A large malicious smirk panned across her face, rising up from her seat. "Let's go."

-

You shoved two fingers down your throat, nearly missing your uvula. Not much at first shot out but as you progressed more and more came out as your throat burned.

Beginning to feel dizzy, you leaned against the bathroom stall. Not having the energy to continue the assault on your throat. Once you gained your composure you restarted, plunging fingering back into your throat. Murkuro held your hair back away from your face as Junko unbeknownst to you recorded your gagging.

You finished up rather quickly, wiping spit from the corner of your mouth. You rummaged through your backpack looking for your tooth brush.

You walked over to the sink ignoring a few girls who just walked in stares of confusion. The first thing you noticed was your cheeks, usually a soft looking round was now turning hallow.

Your body over all seemed to be getting slimmer over the past few weeks. So much so you'd start to get compliments and praised.

For once you've felt good about yourself, Confident.

...

Until, from an anonymous account you were exposed. Several videos of you forcing yourself to barf was posted on this account.

"This you?"

Mukuro texted you while you got dressed in your uniform. Sending the account.

As if the multiple videos weren't enough, pictures of your dazed expression began circulating. Tears threatened your eyes, you reported each video and picture one by one.

-/-

You went into school, head hung low as whispers and giggles could be heard around you.

You would look up to see several faces looking at you with disgust, some occasionally with pity.

Ultimately, you decided that you weren't gonna let this stop you from reaching your goal. Even if it was draining you.

Today being mile day in PE made you teensy bit woozy, but still you convinced yourself of the "benefits"

-

The long track taunted you, seeming like it stretched for miles. "You've never seen any interest in mile before, Y/N..are you sure." Your PE teacher placed a hand on your shoulder, giving you a understanding look.

You nodded gulping slowly before starting to sprint. At first it wasn't as bad (you told yourself) as you got about half way down the long course.

Your eyes were starting to get a bit heavy as you tried regulating your breath. The temperature only seemed to get hotter as you tried to block out the feelings.

"Was this a heat wave?" You asked your as you tried to push through. Darkness seemed to be clouding over your vision rather quickly.

And surely you passed out.

-

Condensation slid down your face making you wince. You blinked a few times before taking in the bright light on the ceiling.

You rose up quickly only to be pushed right back down. The school nurse, Mikan, giving a frighten shriek from your sudden movement.

"Please let me help you get up." Her worried tone, placing a hand on your back while you rose. "You passed out on the field." A quiver still in her voice.

Panic started to rise in your gut. "I..I did?" You didn't want to believe her words, seeing it more as an embarrassment than an health concern.

"A teacher carried you here with the help of a student." Mikan tried calming you down to prevent any other health problems.

Sadly her efforts wasted as you began to worry yourself on who the student was. Your nightmares only coming true when Leon suddenly walked through the door.

"Mikan is she alright? I heard talkin' and" Your eyes met sending a rush of pink to your cheeks. His pale blue orbs gazed into your F/C ones.

"Are you... alright?" Leon's gaze never leaving your eyes. Lips quivering to much for a verbal answer, you nodded.

Tears brimmed your eye line, you didn't want to met like this. This wasn't supposed to be this way. But his next words caught you off guard.

"Good. hate to see a pretty girl like yourself hurt." He followed up with a wink before sliding out of the office.

Awe casted on your face causing you jaw to open slightly. You were in shock, not even hearing Mikan rambling.

-

Once you were released from Mikan's office you headed to your locker. You managed to pick your jaw up off the floor but shock and awe still lingered.

You opened your locker open-mindedly. A small blush colored envelope fell out, you practically tore it open to see in somewhat messy handwriting:

A actual compliment..did I hit my head that hard? Am I in a coma?

Hey cutie ;), I'd call myself a hero for saving you today. How about you reward me with a little date later today?

- Leon

A squeal errupted from your mouth causing whoever around you a confused look. You were to caught up in your joy to even realize Junko and Mukuro making their way over.

A hand placed firmly onto your shoulder, turning you around to face them forcefully.

"Whaddya got there Y/N?"

Junko's tone too sweet for her own good, you held the letter up slowly in which she snatched it. "This has to be a fake." She said without looking.

Eyes widening, you look the letter back reading it over for any indications. The thought of this being some prank didn't even register to you.

"Well if you are going you know what you have to do" Her tone lowering to something darker. You have her a nod before once again walking to the dreadful bathroom.

You've grown tired of these plain walls as you stick a few fingers once again down your throat. Your senses activated causing you to hurl.

Junko chuckled, getting a sick sort of kick out your suffering. Mukuro narrowing her eyes at her sister, quickly sending a text to someone.

About five minutes later the sound of the bathroom door being slammed open caused you to rip your fingers out of your mouth.

Various shouts coming from behind the stall door as it was suddenly swung open. Leon stood in the frame with ishimaru not far behind.

The sudden appearance caught Junko off guard, almost dropping her phone. "Leon you can't just-" The short haired male turned his attention to the scene.

"Y/N...what are you doing?" Leon's face in confusion, you quickly wiped any remaining spittle off your chin before turning around completely.

Leon bent down, wiping your cheeks with his thumb. "I don't give a shit about your body, I like you just the way you are." He lifts you up, giving you a hug.

"Nothing, just a-" Junko was quick to cut you off. "A hard case of bulimia." Your hair fell down into your face, Junko continued to laugh.

She spoke in a bragging fashion as she told the two men of your dirty secret. Tears brimmed your lash line seeing Leon's eyebrows furrowed in disgust.

"And the funny part about it is...she it did all for you!" Leon's eyes widened, his mouth almost fell open as he quietly repeated her last few words.

"You told me that he likes small waisted girls and I-" a sob breaking your sentence, you fell down onto the bathroom floor sobbing uncontrollably. You felt hands gently pry your hands off your face.

Your usual small pink envelope fell right into your hands, causing a smile to stretch across your face.

You snuggle into his neck, now happy tears rolling down your cheeks.

- timeskip brought to you by the iconic cheez duo -

- about a month later

"You know, Princesses are usually found in castles. How'd I meet you here?"

Cheesy. You smirk to yourself before feeling large arms wrapped around you. Leon placed a kiss to your temple, filling spinning you around for a kiss to the lips.

"I guess the answer to your question would be, sometimes princesses get bored for waiting on their prince." Leon chuckled, sneaking in another kiss. "Well, it's not easy  finding the right princess."

His hand instinctively latched onto your as you two walked down the hall to your first period.

-

Leon doesn't like you cause of your skin, your weight, or your face. He likes you because of you.

-

Uhh I know the themes in this got like really fucking dark and usually I don't like to to talk about these topics cause all around this is supposed to be a happier book and shit like that but it was actually requested of me once before.

I thought it was time to get out of my comfort zone and address this. You all are beautiful no matter what you look like, your body doesn't define you!! Your beauty inside and out. And if anyone tells you otherwise me and cheez will beat the- I mean kindly slap them around with kindness.

Anyways I love you all and everyone around you should to! You don't have to fit into what someone wants you to for them to love you. If they really love you, they'd love you for you! Appearance doesn't matter in love!! ((Praying I'm saying the right things))

And it is okay if you do wanna change how look. Just use the reader as an example not to do, please don't hurt yourself or take the easy route. Please choose healthy and non harmful ways to improve on your already beautiful self.

I'm really not good at this so I hope this little message didn't offend, comfort is nawt my strong suit BUT I love you all tremendously and I'll always be here no matter what.

- Cheez it chan & Cheez <3

-

[mangekyuou]

                                        NOVEMBER SIXTH ━ﾞ

⁺◟   PROMPT . . .           “just a reminder, in case you forgotten”

⁺◟   CHARACTERS . . .           vinsmoke sanji           fem!reader

⁺◟   GENRE . . .           fluff           angst ( slight )           oneshot

⁺◟   SYNOPSIS . . .           the strawhats dock on their nakama’s           ( y/n )’s home island, where she meets           an old dear friend who steals all of her           attention away from a certain romantic           cook.

⁺◟   CONTENT WARNINGS . . .           mentions of nosebleeds ‘ because it’s           sanji

⁺◟   WORD COUNT . . .           1.1k.

⁺◟   COMMENTARY . . .           ( o/f ) = old friend’s name.

the anchor plunged into the water, docking the going merry. a gentle breeze blew onto the deck, through the hair and into the nose of a ( h/c )-ette. a young woman grinned at the sight before her, sitting upon of merry’s head next to her captain.

“there it is, luffy,” she began, “my home.”

luffy looked out, his straw hat covering his eyes from the harsh afternoon sun. his mouth fell agape at the sight of a gorgeous green island, completed with beautiful fields of breathtaking flowers native to the island and tremendous waterfalls and hot springs. small towns with beautiful lights were scattered across the surface. the island was absolutely beautiful to say the least.

luffy’s eyes lit up, stars in them as he saw the high waterfalls. he looked to his nakama, pointing to the waterfalls, “can we ride those?!”

“later, captain. there are people i need to see first―”

“( y/n )-swan~!” a voice chimed behind the two. ( y/n ) turned around, as did luffy. her small smile, brightened at the sight of a blonde, holding a tray of refreshments, “sanji-kun.”

hearts formed in the blonde’s eyes as her voice sent shivers down his spine, his knees turning into jelly, “( y/n )-swan, i brought you, your favorite! ( f/d )~!” the young woman slid down the neck of merry, sticking her landing. she grabbed the glass off of the tray, pecking the cook’s cheek, “thank you.”

blood gushed out of the cook’s nose, his biggest smile printed on his face.

“ero-cook,” another said under his breath harshly, grabbing sanji’s attention. he ripped the blood from his nose, his face becoming serious as he turned to the green-haired swordsmen, “what did you say, marimo?”

“stop it, you two!” nami demanded, “we’ve literally just landed on ( y/n )’s home island! i know she’s eager to see her old friends and family. so can you both not fight for one day?”

“okay, nami-swan~!”

“whatever.”

the only native of the island on board, sipped the drink through the straw, trying her hardest not to giggle, as she walked to nami’s side, “thanks, nami.”

“no problem. someone has to keep those two in line. now, let’s go.”

the strawhats hopped off of the going merry, leaving robin behind to watch over the ship and finish the book she had been reading. as they walked through the island, under the guidance of ( y/n ), they all looked around in glee. it was even prettier up close.

though there were a few mix-ups.

zoro getting lost once...or twice...or thrice. luffy trying to chase down a bird for sanji to cook. sanji took focused on ( y/n ) with hearts in his eyes, who had held his hand the entire way. and usopp and chopper jumping at every bug and unfamiliar sound. and nami trying to keep each of them altogether.

was the walk to the main town always this long, ( y/n ) thought before being taken out of her thoughts as chopper now trotted on four legs next to her and sanji.

“( y/n )! you talked so much about the island already but you have yet to tell us about your friends and family,” chopper pointed out.

she hummed, “i guess i did forget. well there’s―”

“don’t come any closer pirates!” a deep voice barked in front of them. before them stood a man with a sharp spear at his hip, readying himself to fight. the strawhats did the same. sanji pushed his beloved behind him, “don’t worry, ( y/n )-swan, i’ll protect you!”

“sanji-kun, i don’t think that―”

“( y/n )-chan?” the man spoke again, his voice much softer than before, seeming familiar to her. he pulled off his painted mask, revealing a handsome man with a scar down his cheek with the dreamiest pair of chocolate eyes. a small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. at the sight of him, she gasped. she squeezed between her nakama running to the man who had done the same.

as they met in the center, he pulled her in for a tight hug, lifting her off of her feet, spinning her around.

“they know each other?” usopp whispered to his nakama with a surprised expression, each of them carrying one that was similar.

the man, whose name they had learned was ( o/f ), who help guide them to the main town while catching up with ( y/n ). he had told her everything she missed, and everyone who missed her. while she told him the story of how she joined the strawhats and the many adventures they had been on since she joined.

the two natives seemed to be lost in discussion ignoring the pirates that treaded behind them carefully, sanji being the closest. at some point, she let his hand go, breaking his heart in two.

it was apparent he was a tad bit jealous. after all, ( y/n ) had barely even mentioned him and he was all she focused on. even the few short moments she tried to explain a few of her customs to her nakama, ( o/f ) always managed to interrupt with an inside joke from their childhood that made her laugh and get off-topic.

at some point, it had become too much. he couldn’t watch the man talk to his lover, who seemed a bit too close for comfort. he walked out of the room, putting a cigarette in his mouth, reaching into his pocket for his lighter.

( y/n ) quickly noticed the cook walking out of the room, lighting his cigarette. she turned to ( o/f ), “i should go check on him. i’ll be back.” she stood on her feet, jogging a bit to catch up to him.

“sanji-kun.”

“( y/n )-swan, something wrong?” he asked.

she noticed it then, as his eyes met hers. she recognized this expression on his face as she had seen it a handful of times before. the ‘pretend i’m not jealous’ look is what she named it.

“you’re jealous of ( o/f ), aren’t you?”

“me? jealous?! you’re funny. i have absolutely nothing to be jealous of when i know that you’re―”

“sanji...” she trailed off, immediately breaking the cook.

“YES I’M JEALOUS!”

she shook her head at him, “i’m sorry for not noticing how you felt earlier. sanji, i love you and only you. no one can even compare to you.”

his eyes went wide, filled with love and sadness, like a puppy, “promise?”

“i promise,” she pressed a sweet, love-filled kiss to her lover’s lips, “just a reminder, in case you forgotten.”

the cook’s cheeks had turned the deepest shade of red, as he fawned over the one who he had called his, professing his undying love and peppering her face in soft kisses.

⁺◟   BACK TO NAVIGATION . . .

[saeyoungs-sunflower]

(HC) RFA + MC in Quarantine

Listen lads, this is just a silly I wrote this the other day (I may have been a little but tipsy but shh) and I thought I might as well share it. I hope this cheers some of you up during such a scary time <3

***

Yoosung:

★ okay this is gonna sound obvious

★ but bare with

★ G A M E S

★ but!!! not just LOLOL!! oh no no!

★ i’m talking board games, PC games, active games like tag and hide and seek

★ you guys basically act like children how are you surviving on your own

★ you guys also do LOADS of cooking

★ like so much

★ you’re baking like one cake a day pls slow down

★ ngl you guys are thriving staying home all the time lol

★ if Yoosung has online classes, you set up a study club!

★ he does his college work whilst you do whatever work you gotta do boo love that tEAMWORK

★ honestly you guys have never been so productive oop

Zen:

❤︎ oh boy

❤︎ be prepared to be SMOTHERED in love

❤︎ zen i love you too but pls i have stuff to do

❤︎ m o v i e  n i g h t s

❤︎ f a c e  m a s k s

❤︎ there are so many movies/tv series that you guys have been waiting to watch together but haven't had time to bc of zen’s work

❤︎ big sad :(

❤︎ BUT GUESS WHAT FAM

❤︎ WORK IS CANCELLED TIME TO SNUGGLE DOWN AND WATCH SOME DAMN CINEMA

❤︎ it usually turns into make out sessions but shh nobody has to know

❤︎ Zen kinda discovered that you guys c a n n o t cook

❤︎ so!!! you learn!!!

❤︎ it’s MESSY y’all

❤︎ “aw mc you look so cute with flour on your nose” throws flour at your face “zen i sWeaR tO GoD I just wanna make b r e ad leave me ALONE”

 ❤︎ quality couple time <3

Jaehee:

☞  lets get down to business

☞ to defeat

☞ THE H A N

☞ lol JK

☞ seriously the house has never been cleaner

☞ obvs your cafe isn't open so y’all have some time on your hands

☞ one day Jaehee suggests gardening

☞ oh man

☞ it escalated

☞ gardening has now become an OBSESSION

☞ honestly you couldn't find a prettier garden on pinterest swear down

☞ you also decided to renovate the house you’ve been meaning to do it but have never had the time

☞ your house is now a work of art wow proud of you guys <333

☞ tbh, Jaehee actually has a small fear of getting sick/you getting sick so you guys are only leaving the house if it is a b s o l u t e l y necessary

Jumin:

♚ nobody talk about the bad ending

♚ i said don’t…

♚ he’s be waiting for this moment who needs a cage when you have a national lockdown

♚ all jokes aside though this man still has to work from home

♚ poor bby

♚ let us all shed a tear for Jumin Han

♚ you love to bring him tea and homemade baked goods whilst he works and guess what??? so does he lol

♚ it is time

♚ to D A N C E

♚ this man is so extra oml

♚ insists on taking online ballroom dance lessons bc why not MC hmmm???

♚ he is actually a very good dancer

♚ once you guys get good enough it turns into spontaneous ballroom dancing in the kitchen whilst you clean up after dinner

♚ wine??? wine did you say??? W I N E???

♚ oh b o y

♚ you've seen each other tipsy before, and lemme tell ya it takes a lot to get this man drunk

♚ his tolerance is so high from all the w i n e

♚ but one night you two get absolutely HAMMERED like oh my God guys calm down pls

♚ rip your liver lmao

♚ it makes for a v e r y funny evening though you guys have literal tears in your eyes and its so nice to see the mighty Jumin Han loosen up a little aw bless

Saeyoung:

☀︎ okay

☀︎ listen

☀︎ this man is absolutely out of control i can’t

☀︎ you thought he was a prankster before???? oh man i am so sorry

☀︎ “saeyoung why is there a balloon above saeran’s door” “don’t worry bout it babe” “i am WORRYING SAEYOUNG”

☀︎ on a serious note though being stuck in the house does sometimes bring back some bad memories for him

☀︎ there are some bad days where he just n e e d s to get out

☀︎ so you sometimes go out for a quick drive in some desert place ya know let’s be sensible

☀︎ you guys have also made a habit of climbing to the roof and watching the stars aw

☀︎ you’ve also both fallen a sleep there a few times oopsy daisy

☀︎ the memes are the only thing getting you guys through at this point it’s a problem

☀︎ but you are loving the quality time with your choi boys so it’s not all bad <3

☀︎ family snuggles are a must

☀︎ a M U S T

☀︎ the desired s n u g g l e position is you sat on Saeyoung’s lap, your legs draped over Saeran’s lap and Saeran’s head resting on Saeyoung’s shoulder AW

☀︎ sometimes you hold Saeran’s hand whilst he’s asleep bc your edgy boi needs love but wont ask for it ever

V:

❁ first of all

❁ a w

❁ this man is the sweetest peach

❁ he makes so many cute things for you whilst you guys are in lockdown

❁ i mean he’s writing letters, knitting you scarves, painting you pictures the whole shebang

❁ he even made you a pyjamas

❁ he’s sewing guys he’s out of control

❁ if your working/reading/just having a quiet moment he will sketch you

❁ you wouldn't know it though bc he’s a s n e a k y bastard

❁ he’s never filled a sketchbook so fast and it’s his most treasured possession

❁ a book!!! filled with YOU!!!!! amazing!!!!!!

❁ wait, did you hear that????

❁ oh yeah

❁ ITS ARTS AND CRAFTS TIME

❁ actual children

❁ even if what you make is terrible its just so fun because you're doing it together

❁ brb just crying my eyes out i love this man so much

❁ you guys also make care packages and do the grocery shopping for the elderly/at risk people in your area and deliver it for them AND sewing scrubs/masks for doctors

❁ “I don’t want to stay inside doing nothing all the time when there are people who need help” THIS MAN IS TOO MUCH

Saeran:

☽ i hope you're ready for this grumpy motherfucker

☽ he never went outside anyway but now that he cant go out it sounds like the best thing in the world saeran pls

☽ ah yes it is time to wake up

☽ oh it’s 4pm?????

☽ HA who needs a sleep schedule anyway

☽ also Saeyoung is not the only twin with the Mischief Gene™

☽ oh no no no

☽ you two team up and absolutely destroy him

☽ i am so sorry Saeyoung but you had this coming

☽ when Saeran says that he wants to learn an instrument you are GOBSMACKED

☽ HELL Y E S

☽ he orders a keyboard and omg he’s such a fast learner

☽ probs from all the years of hacking ouch

☽ do i smell??? A FAMILY BAND?????

☽ you and Saeyoung play kazoo

☽ Saeran has left the chat

☽ seriously though his piano playing is so pretty and it calms him down so much ughhh PRECIOUS TOMATO BOI

***

This is so chaotic hahahah I hope you enjoyed though. If people liked it I’ll do some more silly things like this. It was a nice break from...the other stuff I’m writing...hint hint watch this space ;)

Masterlist

[huihuiheart]

Kinktober D4: Start With the Basics - Jinho

Pairing: Jinho x f!reader

Warnings: Virgin reader, oral sex (f! receiving), honestly not much I think this one is relatively soft and mild.

Word Count: 1,279

Tag List: @hyunsungcore​ 

You were certain Jinho was going to have some sort of dramatic reaction to your sudden proclamation. Yet there he was smiling sweetly at you, even giving a little giggle as if you’d told him some cute little story or joke. Not that you minded his cute response at all, it just was the exact opposite of what you’d been expecting.

“My innocent baby is so cute, you know that?” Jinho giggles again and it instantly flustered you.

“Jinho~” You whined trying not to seem as flustered and nervous as you actually were, “I’m trying to be serious here! Like I want to do stuff like that with you, b-but.....I’ve never done anything like that before.”

“Nothing at all?” Jinho seems a little surprised at that and when you shake your head his brows furrow, “No ones ever touched you or given you head even?”

The somewhat blunt question didn’t help as you worried your bottom lip between your teeth, “N-Nope, before you I never wanted that.”

“Have you touched yourself though, or like....not even that?” Jinho inquired trying to understand a little more as he felt both excitement and nerves at the thought of being the first one to touch you.

“I-I have, b-but I was never able to....y-you know...finish.” Your voice fades towards the end feeling shy at the fact that you’d never cum, only making Jinho coo softly.

“Well baby if you want to do something we can. We can go slow. Start with the basics you know.” Jinho leans in and your breath catches in your throat, easing up a little at the soft reassuring kiss he places to your lips.

“I-I’d like that.” You mumble against his lips and he hums, gently rubbing your thighs.

“Alright baby, we’ll go slow and I want you to tell me what you’re okay with. Alright?” Jinho’s assurance brought a lot of comfort to your nerves. When you nod Jinho leans in to give you another kiss, only this one going farther. He keeps his kisses soft and slow even as you both make out, treating you as if you’re the most fragile thing in this world as he holds you. His hands slowly trailing down your sides before rubbing soft circles onto your hips.Breaking away from your lips he unbuttons your pants and reaches down to gently brush over your panties. One hand brushing hair out of your face while he watches you closely to make sure you’re okay.

“Oh! T-That feels good, but you can do more if you want.” Your voice is already starting to get breathy at even such a light touch from him, Jinho humming in response. He presses two fingers against your panties a little firmer, giving light presses against your clit and rubbing through your folds.

“You’re already getting wet baby~ That’s good.” Jinho purrs praises to you as he kisses down your neck. Reveling in your soft mewls and the small moans at the new sensation. 

“Is it alright if I take your pants off baby?” Jinho asks waiting for a verbal response before moving to slip them off your legs.

“C-Can I keep my shirt on this time though?” The nerves laced into your question draws Jinho back up to your lips, placing a series of sweet kisses hoping to bring you some comfort.

“Of course baby, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want my love.” Jinho slowly works back down and gently spreads your legs for him. Moving to one ankle he kisses a trail of opened mouth kisses up your leg, reaching your core and blowing softly against your damp panties before moving back to do the same up the other leg. Finally pressing his soft lips against your clit. 

“P-Please take them off.” You request in a soft moan before Jinho can even ask about it, causing him to chuckle softly fingers hooking onto the material and gently dragging them down and off your form. Then gently coaxing your thighs back open again so that he could actually see you now.

Jinho hums in approval as his thumbs spread your lower lips, “Such a pretty pink pussy baby.” 

He blows against your exposed bud causing you to whine and squirm a little,  though he’s quick to gently shush you, “Shh it’s alright sweet girl. I’ll take good care of you.”

Jinho presses wet kisses over your folds, stopping at your clit to kiss it last, before sucking it into his mouth gently. His hand gently securing your hips as you squirm at the pleasure, rubbing gently. He pulls away to give soft laps through your folds and get a better taste of you, moaning as your slick meets his tongue.

“Relax baby, I got you. I’m gonna take such good care of you, my beautiful, wet, good girl.” Each word of assurance or praise from Jinho got you more and more worked up for him. Not even realizing that it was possible for you to get as wet as you were now, even when you had thought about doing stuff with Jinho and touching yourself. Though you’re sure his attentive mouth was helping with that. The way his tongue would find all your most sensitive parts, giving them attention in the form of licks and flicks before kissing softly for the perfect blend of sensations. Finding areas you didn’t even know could feel so good, as his tongue curled into your, nose brushing against your clit as he got impossibly closer. His hands holding your thighs open in a gently grip, thumbs brushing patterns over your skin. Your fingers in his hair drawing the prettiest sounds from between his lips and hurting vibrations through your core. You never knew you’d hear a prettier sound from him than his singing voice could produce, yet here you were. Jinho’s beautiful voice singing an entirely different kind of song, solely for you. The fact that he enjoyed bringing you pleasure like this something that had your mind and heart buzzing. You had been certain you’d wanted this and now your reasoning was only confirmed.

“J-Jinho! I-I love you!” As soon as the cry of those words left your lips Jinho paused his actions to look up at you. Eyes sparkling with such a perfect blend of love, adoration, and lust that you nearly begged for him to take you right then. You knew he’d insist on going slower though, and right now you’d give him anything that his heart desired, just thankful to have him as your first and you hoped your only.

“I love you too baby. Let me show you. Let me make you cum for me sweet girl.” Jinho’s voice is smooth as always as he goes back to what he was doing, one hand leaving your thigh to grip one of yours, lacing your fingers together and holding it as his lips wrap around your clit again. Actions speeding just slightly with determination to bring you that level of pleasure for the first time. Watching closely as your high washes over you, gently riding you through it as his eyes take in every expression you make. Pulling away to lean in to kiss you again. 

“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in your entire life.” Jinho mumbles against your lips, before letting you catch your breath. Chuckling as you move to try and get his pants off, before stopping you.

“Easy baby. Catch your breath first and then we’ll see what you’re wanting to do. Alright?” Jinho kisses away your pout with a small laugh, continuing that until you finally give in and curl into his chest to recover a little.

[fvrxdrm]

.•*Office Crush*•.

Damnation/RE6/Vendetta!Leon

Warning(s): None

Excited would be an understatement. You were ecstatic, exhilarated! It was your first day as a D.S.O. agent and you couldn't be any more exultant about it. Every step you took had a bounce to it, your face was beginning to hurt because of how hard you were trying to keep yourself from smiling, and your heart was pounding loudly that you were starting to think that the whole agency could hear it hammering from inside your chest. This was surreal. A dream come true. It may sound cheesy but it's the truth. I guess you can say that no words could express how you felt at that time.

Despite the enthusiasm taking over your brain, you couldn't but feel nervous. This was your first day. What if you fuck up? What if you get fired on your first day on the job? What if you were below their standards? What if nobody likes you? What if--

"Oomf"

So many thoughts were running through your head that you couldn't even pay attention to where you were going and bumped into something or someone, perhaps.

"Oh, my God! I'm so sorry", you apologised again and again as you picked up your papers off of the floor. You heard a deep chuckle from above you before the mysterious person knelt down in front of you and helped you collect your files.

Fuck up on the first day? Check. What's next? Getting fired right now because of this whole incident? No, no, no. That's stupid, Y/N. Why the fuck would they fire you just because you bumped into someone? Unless...

"Here", the mysterious person handed you your stuff as a small and genuine smile was etched on his face. You took the papers swiftly but gently at the same time, your face beginning to burn slightly in embarrassment. After you've taken everything from the mysterious person, you looked up and what you saw caused your eyes to widen a bit.

This was not just a someone. This was Leon Scott Kennedy, the D.S.O. and the world's best agent. 

You've heard multiple stories about him before. How he was one of the survivors of the Raccoon City incident, how he saved the president's daughter back in Spain, how he put an end to the Harvardville incident, and many more. You admired him for that and that was one of the reasons why you joined the agency.

Truth is, you were one of the few people who survived Raccoon City. However, you escaped the ghost town with Jill Valentine and Carlos Oliveira and never encountered Leon Kennedy or, from what you've heard, Claire Redfield and Sherry Birkin. After that, the three of you went your separate ways and never saw each other ever again except that one time you and Jill happened to be at the same place and hung out for a while but other than that, none.

I guess it's safe to say that that was another one of the main reasons why you joined the D.S.O.. There was a lot of thinking, a lot of second thoughts, but then you realized how much worse the situation was now that technology was getting more enhanced and science had gone too far. People were releasing more death-dealing B.O.W.s here and there and they were much worse than the ones in Raccoon City. You wanted to help in stopping that and this was your chance.

"Uh...thank you. You really didn't have to do that and I'm sorry again", you told the taller man in front of you as the both of you stood up from being knelt down.

"No problem and it's okay. Aren't you the intern?" Leon asked, the tip of his forefinger pointing at you.

Oh, no...he's going to tell the higher-ups what just happened and they're going to fire me, oh God! No, stop it, Y/N! That's ridiculous...right?

"Um...yeah. F/N L/N", you said as you masked your worried and nervous expression with a forced smile.

"Relax, L/N. I'm not going to just tell them and have them fire you. That would be stupid", Leon said and chuckled lightly at how red your face was.

How the fuck??? Oh, God. This is embarrassing.

"Um...yeah. Anyways, I have to meet with somebody today. I have to go", You stumbled through your words and looked down as shame finally took over your body.

This is bad...

"Oh, yeah. President Benford's in there. He told me he was waiting for you", Leon pointed at a frosted glass door just a few feet away from where you were standing.

"Thanks", Leon patted your shoulder lightly before walking away with a smile on his face.

"I'm Leon, by the way", he yelled while he continued walking away.

Yeah, I know...

You sighed and began walking towards where Leon was previously pointing at.

What a kickass first day...

When Leon finally heard your heels clacking against the tiled floor, he stopped dead in his tracks and turned his head to look at you as the grin on his face began to widened.

Cute.

He thought.

Leon actually knew you as another one of his fellow survivors of that incident in 1998. Everybody from the USSTRATCOM and the D.S.O. was looking for you to recruit you as another agent for years. They would track you down but the moment they would arrive to where the GPS had told them to go, you were gone to another place and would never get the chance to even see you. And now that you applied to the D.S.O. willingly, it was a sigh of relief to them that they didn't have to force you to work for them, just like how they forced Leon to, except it wasn't the D.S.O. that forced him... You get what I'm saying.

Leon had even heard stories of how you got out of the city as he was good friends with Jill. Whenever they would see each other, Jill would talk about you a lot. She would talk about how skillful you were in weaponry at the age of 16, how there wasn't even a single sign shown that you were terrified at what was happening at that time, how mature you were in handling the situation despite your age in general. She even showed Leon a picture of you from when you bumped into each other once and he noticed how pretty you looked just by staring at that photo of you. 

Your H/L H/C locks were gathered into a messy ponytail that had a few loose pieces of hair framing your face, your E/C orbs that stared back at him through Jill's phone screen seemed to twinkle as the sunlight hit your face, and your cute and bright smile reflected the happiness that was shown in your eyes. That image was forever imprinted on his mind since then and now that he saw you in person, face-to-face, he couldn't help but think about how prettier you looked in person, the bashful attitude you had making him admire you more. 

He was starting to fall in love with you more.

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It's been a month since you've started working at the D.S.O. and your colleagues were surprisingly more than happy to welcome you. 

Everyday when you approach your table in the morning there would be various sticky notes just sticking on your desk with smiley faces written at the bottom. You've made friends that would greet you with a hug and eat breakfast with you. There were even some co-workers that would eat lunch with you and chat with you about random things. But most of all, there was this one person that would always place a cup of your favorite coffee on top of your desk with a note attached to it. 

You couldn't figure out who it was that would make such sweet gesture as the note didn't have a name on it but instead a heart was written together with the word 'anonymous'. You tried guessing but no one came to mind.

"Are you sure you don't know anyone that likes you?" One of your friends, which happened to be Sherry Birkin, asked you as she sat down on your desk.

"Sherry, if I did I would've approached them and talked to them", you replied before taking another sip of the coffee that anonymous person placed on your desk again.

"Right", was all Sherry could muster as sweat began to form on her face.

Truth is Sherry knew who it was as she caught him setting another cup on your desk the other day and talked to him about it but was told not to tell you as he wanted it to be a secret of his for a while.

Can you just please fucking tell her?

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4 months have passed by and after so many days of training, the president had officially given you your mission.

"You ready, Agent L/N?" Hunnigan asked you as the helicopter in front of you started whirring its blades.

"Yep. Locked and loaded", you replied before grabbing the bag beside you that had everything you needed in it.

"Okay, I'll be guiding you through it", Hunnigan said with a nod. You nodded your head back before climbing on the helicopter and closing the door, your anxiousness finally taking over you as soon as the lights went dim.

First mission.

As you were preparing to leave though, one particular man was watching you with worry written all over his face. 

This was your first mission. A solo one at that. He would've been at ease if you had a partner but no, the president decided that it would be better if you were solo. 

It's not like he didn't believe in you. He did. He really did. He was the one who trained you for months and had seen your capabilities on the battlefield. He was impressed. Jill wasn't lying when she said you were a strong Amazon warrior. But that didn't mean he wasn't sweating over you. He almost got killed multiple times back in Spain and even got infected with Las Plagas. What's the possibility that that wouldn't happen to you? What's the possibility that the enemies wouldn't get their hands on you? What's the possibility that you wouldn't get killed? What if he never gets the chance to tell you how he feels?

Okay, stop, Leon. She will come back in one piece, all right? You just have to trust her more. And besides, Hunnigan's on the line to guide her. She'll be fine...she'll come back alive.

Right?

It's been a few hours since you've arrived at the location and so far you've only had a few scratches here and there that you didn't even notice were healing on their own quickly as you were too focused on getting the mission done.

There was this scary ass creature that was chasing you non-stop and you were already getting tired because of the running you were doing.

Gwen Ramirez, the psycho that released a virus called the Z-virus (A/N: I couldn't think of anything). He had injected himself with it and now, he became this spider-like beast, you know, like, Pennywise, that wanted to kill you so badly.

"Y/N, are you alright?" You heard Hunnigan ask through the comms after you've hidden yourself behind a thin metal sheet.

"Yeah, I just--", you got cut off. You look down to your abdomen and saw a huge claw piercing through it. You gasped. The claw then pulled out of you after a few seconds and you were left sliding down the metal behind you as you clutched your stomach.

"Y/N!" You heard multiple voices through the comms. You lifted your shirt up a bit and what you saw made your eyes widen in horror and astonishment. The flesh surrounding your open wound was closing on its own and you didn't how the fuck that just happened.

"Hunnigan?" You shakily called the woman on the other line.

"Hold on, Y/N. A helicopter is going towards where your location is", you ignored her statement and just told her what you were seeing.

"How the fuck is my wound healing so fast?" The clacking of keyboard stopped on the other line and nobody spoke for a moment until you heard a male voice say,

"What?" You patted every part of your body but you felt nothing, as if your cuts and bruises were gone too.

"I don't have any cuts and bruises anymore", you finally spoke again. Without any other words, you came out of your hiding spot and saw the creature looking down at you in surprise and confusion.

"How...? You should be dead!" The beast cried out. You looked past the monster and saw a few drums of explosives just standing near him.

"I thought so too", you took out your gun and shot every firkin, the explosion causing for the horrendous creature to be torn apart in pieces. 

Just as the explosion occurred, the sound of blades cutting through the cold and dark air was heard from above and a ladder was then thrown down at you.

Once the helicopter had landed on the helipad on top of the D.S.O.'s building, you jumped out of the chopper and let's say maybe a dozen of scientists quickly took you to their lab and took a sample of your blood to examine it and see what was the cause of that sudden ability you had. You happily obliged as you wanted to find out what was inside of you too and just waited as you patiently sat down on a bed.

As soon as the scientist that took some of your blood went of the room, Leon came barging in through the door with a...weird and undefined look on his face...you seriously don't know.

"Hey, Leon-mf", you were suddenly cut off by a pair of warm lips touching your own glossy ones. You tried processing it for a moment but eventually responded back by moving your lips against Leon's as you closed your eyes shut and let your hand reach the nape of his neck.

Leon caressed your bottom lip with his wet and silky tongue as a way of silently asking for permission to which you happily let him by parting your mouth more.

You were running out of breath and it seemed like Leon was too as he pulled away, a short string of saliva the only thing connecting you both. Then, you came to a realization.

"You're the one who keeps bringing me coffee", you said as a small grin started to tug on your lips.

"Yeah. I've always liked you. Jill had told me several stories about you and even showed me a picture of you both", Leon confessed as he proceeded to place a few strands of hair behind your ear.

"Well, I'm glad you do because I've admired you since the day I found out you were one of the survivors", you smiled softly at him again and grabbed his face with both hands as you pulled him in for another kiss.

[meganshinsou-tm]

golden. (f)

☙ pairing: hawks x reader

☙ theme:  soulmate au

☙  cw/tw: profanity, comedy, fluff, soulmate mark, tickling

☙  a/n-request: Could I request a Hawks soulmate au? The s/o works at a convenient/grocery store and one night Hakws come in and s/o has had a terrible night and snaps at Hawks and thats when they find out their soulmates. Maybe like having a mark on their skin or the first words that their soulmate will say to them on their skin. Thanks!

“$8.50 is your total.”

The customer before you smirked and pulled out his wallet, handing you a $10 bill. As you bagged his drink and snacks then got his change, the man titled his head. Not looking at him you could feel his eyes watching you as if he expected you to look up and ask him something. Once you were done you, handed him his bag and change, your eyes finally meeting his face with a tired expression.

“You know I bet you’d be even prettier if you smiled more!”

You made an un-amused face at the customer, eyes rolling at his back-handed compliment. “You know I bet I’d smile more if you weren’t in my store!” 

You retorted with an over exaggerated fake smile.

The man scoffed and mumbled an incoherent response as he stormed out. Once he was gone you slumped over the counter, placing your face in your hands with a groan. So far the night had been terrible, nothing but annoying men came in and out, trying to flirt and failing miserably. Some tried to make genuine small talk but you just weren’t having it. Your college courses over the week had you drained and not to mention mother nature was in town and had you even more exhausted. All you wanted to do was go home and cuddle up on the couch for days with junk food and tv. But no, you had to work a shitty second job at a convenient store just to make ends meet for now.

It was nearing 11 o’clock at night, it was a weeknight so business was thankfully dying down. You stayed leaned over the counter, one arm outstretched and propping up on the other, watching life outside slowly going on. Sighing, you stood and hopped over the counter and walked the candy aisle, picking out one of the bigger bags of Sour Skittles before proceeding to the ICEE machine and making a huge blue raspberry treat.

As you slurped it down and walked back behind the counter the bell of the door rang, your eyes looked over to see a customer trotting inside with an obnoxious grin. He was a few inches taller than you, with wild ash blonde hair and extremely wacky eyebrows. But his odd eyebrows weren’t the only strange thing about him, no, it was the massive set of bright red wings that sprouted from his back. He was dressed in a dark jacket and light t-shirt with fitted jeans and sneakers. He had to be around the same age as you just from the looks of him.

He looked at you and waved with a smile then made his way around the store. You watched him closely, still slurping down the blue cold drink. Leaning back over the counter you opened the skittles. The guy looked familiar and you felt like you’ve seen him somewhere but couldn’t figure it out. He seemed way too happy and energetic for 11 at night, bouncing along the aisles and whistling. Rolling your eyes you sighed and popped a few skittles onto your tongue and stirred the ICEE around with its straw, stealing glances at the customer every now and then.

He was taking an unusually long time, browsing all the candy and chips, examining all the drinks in the coolers. His mannerisms started to become slightly humorous. As he strolled around he’d cup his chin and hum while quirking a brow as if he were in deep thought, his hands picking up snacks to inspect them closely. He grabbed a bag of chips and opened it, casually eating them. You huffed out a short laugh and quickly looked away when he turned to look at you, popping another skittle in your mouth. The stranger smirked and continued his tour.

Your eyes looked at him again, causing your lip to curl. He was kind of cute, like a little chicken clucking around a pen. A giggle escaped as you imagined him making chicken wings with his arms, bending at the knees and pecking at the items on the shelves. He didn’t look at you but he smiled overhearing your giggle. Suddenly the guy stopped dead in his tracks once he found the pre-made single meals. His caramel brown eyes gleaming at the different chicken options. He would reach for one before drawing back, shaking his head in shame as he mouthed “no, no, no.” He couldn’t decide on one and was having a legit crisis.

“He’s a cannibal,” you screamed internally, dying slowly from the giggles that were building up and covering your mouth to keep them from spewing.

It was no help though, he could hear your suffering. Smirking, his wings lifted and spread out, your eyes widening at the display. One of the feathers flew from them and towards you, you squealed and ducked down onto the floor, eyes screwing shut, this was the day you’d die. 

“I knew it, this shitty store will be the death of me. I’m getting taken out by a chicken feather!” 

As you sat there for a few seconds, nothing happened. Slowly you peaked open an eye and saw the red feather floating before you, you quirked an eyebrow at it and remained quiet as it floated closer. Swallowing harshly you leaned back against the counter shelves until there was nowhere left to go, stretching your neck to the side and looking away from the weird feather.

You grunted as the feather started to literally tickle your neck. A smile slipping and teeth biting on your lip, trying not to make a peep. Soon more feathers made their way over and behind the counter, floating before you. 

“Oh no,” you groaned.

All the feathers instantly went in for the attack and started to tickle all over your body, neck, chin, arms and sides. You squirmed under their soft torturous tips, giggles and full laughs slowly overflowing from your lips. It was so bad that tears were starting to prick at the corners of your eyes and you pleaded for it to stop. Suddenly, the winged man poked his head over the counter with a smile and chuckled at your distress.

“I could just tell you were dying to laugh over here, so I thought I’d help out,” he finally spoke with a prideful grin.

“C-curse you, you chicken nugget! Call them off, please,” you begged between laughs and snorts.

“You snort like a piglet,” the man snapped his fingers and pointed at you, “I’ll call you ‘Bacon’ since we’re going off of food-based names!”

You laughed even harder at his ridiculous comment, still squirming and digging your chin into your shoulder to try and shield the ticklish skin. “Oh my god I don’t care, just please make them stop!”

The man smiled and you pouted back, shutting your eyes again as one feather tickled your rib-cage. Suddenly it all stopped, your eyes opened and the feathers were gone as if they were never even there. You sighed and fell back against the counter again, panting and trying to catch your breath. The still grinning man reached out a hand to help you up, groaning, you took it. 

Once your skin connected with each other you felt a sudden searing burn around your wrist, he must’ve felt something too because you both let go at the same time and hissed.

You held your wrist up and looked at it in disbelief as a thin gold ring was now etched around it, quickly you turned to look at the man still leaning over the counter. He was inspecting his wrist as well, still smiling but his smile was even bigger and more obnoxious. His soft and excited eyes looked at you and he pointed at his wrist with the same golden ring, with a comical expression. As badly as you wanted to not laugh you couldn’t help it. He was so dorky but so … cute.

You let your head fall back against the hard shelves and dragged your hands down your face, “Oh my god why!”

“Aww, come on Bacon, from now on you’re stuck with the #2 hero, it can’t be that bad!”

Your eyes widened at his remark. 

“That’s who you are! Hawks!” 

Of all people, fate decided to pair you with Japan’s cockiest and most obnoxious hero. Of course it would, you were cocky and obnoxious yourself, what better combination than that! You started to remember all the news stories and social media posts of your now soulmate. From what you recall he is a legit good hero and has the second spot for a reason. Your eyes looked up at him, lips pursing. He was cute, and he did happen to make you laugh, even if it was by force.

There was no use in trying to stop the small on your face as his caramel brown eyes softened, it was a sign that he was going to be trouble with that face but you would be just as much trouble, if not more.

Hawks reached out his hand again, without hesitation this time you took it and he helped you stand to your feet. With a huff, you smirked and thanked him for the help. The hero reached out and brushed back a strand of your hair, you didn’t flinch or become bothered by it as he pinched your rosy cheek softly, already more than comfortable with invading your space. You weren’t exactly complainiing.

“So, do I get your name or shall I keep calling you Bacon?”

“Oh uh - it’s (Y/N).”

Hawks made a face and clicked his tongue, head shaking. 

“Nah, I’ll stick with Bacon. Now - ,” he continued and motioned his hands at the food he placed on the counter, “since we’re going to be lovers, I get this stuff for free right?”

You scoffed and smiled. “Sorry Chicken Nugget, you still have to pay just like everyone else!”

Hawks groaned and took out his wallet shaking his head, “First day together and you’re already taking my money!”

[rynhaswritersblock]

dirty talk (hc) - part two | p.p.

summary: accidentally slipping into your best friend's lap amidst sexual tension can lead to... a lot.

warnings: this is NOT a smut! BUT it does include: grinding, moaning, and... more sexual tension lmao sorryyyyyyyy

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- previously on Sexual Tension Between Y/N and Peter...

- you slipped and fell into his lap

- oOpSiEs

- a sigh fell from peter's lips as your hips met his, his eyes closing and head against the wall as he exhaled

- the sight in front of you did not help how aroused you already were by everything

- you shifted uncomfortably in an attempt to make it better

- guess what

- that did not make things better at ALL

- your hips met his again, boner now prominent against you

- you gasped

- peter gasped

- everybody in the world gasped

- but you guys...

- it was so wrong

- but it felt so right

- peter's eyes shot open when he remembered the situation

- not only were you his best-friend-turned-crush, you were literally sitting on his friggin boner

- "holy shit, y/n, i know we were just messing around but i am so sorry i didn't mean to-"

- "jesus, parker, do you ever shut up?"

- you could practically see his eyes glaze over when he got what you meant

- his hands traveled up to your hips, grabbing them firmly yet gently at the same time

- with a gentle nudge, he moved your hips on top of his, making your eyes scrunch shut and the tiniest moan fall from your lips

- which absolutely BLEW PETER'S MIND

- HOMEBOY HAD NEVER HEARD A PRETTIER NOISE IN HIS L I F E

- AND HE WAS THE CAUSE FOR IT

- ROUND OF APPLAUSE FOR PETER

- WOOOOOOOOOOO

- ANYWAYS

- you quickly got tired of how little movement there was and how awkward the situation was

- so you decided you would just go for it

- and oh boy

- TALK ABOUT A STRESS RELIEVER

- you began to circle your hips on peter, a groan eliciting from his mouth that only encouraged you

- his hands guided your hips as you began to move faster and harder, grinding against him

- words could not describe the euphoria you two were in

- he rested his head in the crook of your neck, heavy breaths against your skin

- he tightened his grip on your waist and moved his hips to meet yours

- you could feel his bulge against your core and could not hold it in

- a full on moan flew out of your lips

- which in turn made peter groan

- you held onto him, one hand on his shoulder and the other lacing your fingers into his chocolate curls

- you tugged on them, feeling pleasure run through you, and peter let out a whine

- can we talk about the fact that peter TOTALLY has a thing for getting his hair pulled like holy HECK dude

- the tension was finally beginning to resolve and it felt so good

- until

- u n t i l

- the front door opens

- !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- a surprised gasp falls from your lips when you hear aunt may call out peter's name

- you basically FLY off of peter

- like

- y e e t

- off of him

- just in time for may to open the door

- you quickly situate yourselves to look like you were doing homework

- peter's got a book in his lap and you start furiously scribbling equations in your notebook

- and you're lowkey proud of yourself for how inhumanely fast y'all adjusted to the situation

- "pete?" may peeks her head in, "oh! hey, y/n!"

- you smile innocently at her (the audacity-)

- "i just got home. do you two want some pizza?"

- peter opens his mouth but you cut him off

- "thank you so much, but i have to go soon. nice seeing you, may!" you smile (genuinely!! may parker has your heart!!!!)

- "of course, honey," she says, slightly eyeing peter before shutting the door

- you look back over at peter before clearing your throat and packing things up

- poor peter's head was SPINNING from everything that just happened in the last five minutes

- you slung your backpack over your shoulders and began to awkwardly walk towards his door

- peter finally snapped (oops) out of his head and basically flew off of his bed, running towards you to stop you from leaving

- remember me mentioning that peter was a total klutz?

- y eah

- homeboy SLIPPED and FLEW forward just as he was reaching you at the door

- his hands flew out and grabbed onto the wall ("i'm sticky!"), thankfully catching himself before he friggin smashed that beautiful face of his into the floor

- but

- the thing is

- the tHING IS

- his hands managed to land themselves right on opposite sides of your head

- you let out a laugh at pete's clumsiness

- and he laughed too, minty breath fanning over your face

- and that's when you both realized the position you were in

- he had you pressed against the door, bodies smushed together

- you guys' laughter IMMEDIATELY halted

- peter's wide eyes softened when he got an idea

- "is that a mirror in your pocket?"

- what

- the everloving

- ...

- ????????????????

- you were so confused lmao

- but, as per usual, you went with it

- "uhhhh, sure?"

- "good," peter smiled (innocently, tf), "cause i see myself in your pants."

- "you're terrible, parker."

HI THIS IS AN EPILOGUE/CONTINUATION THAT I DIDN'T REALLY WANNA PUT IN THE ACTUAL THING (don't ask me why cause even i don't know) SO UHHHHH ENJOY?????

- "what has 36 teeth and holds back the incredible hulk?"

- "what, peter?"  

- "my zipper."

- "you sure it's not holding back ant-man?"

- peter scoffs jokingly before continuing, shifting on his feet, bodies still flush together

- "i know you're busy tonight, but could you add me to your to-do list, y/n?"

- "pete."

- "hey, guess what?" he asks cheekily

- "what?"  

- "my lips are like skittles. wanna taste the rainbow?" he puckers his lips jokingly/teasingly

- "i don't know," you bring a hand to his face, covering his puckered lips, "i kinda like m&m's better."

- you raise an eyebrow at him, unfaltered face prominent

- he licks your hand, making you cringe and pull it back, wiping it on your pants

- "fine, then!" peter exclaims and you make a face, "my lips are like m&m's,"

- you let out a sigh

- "but m&m's are supposed to melt in your mouth, not in your hand."

- his smart response takes you by surprise and you gasp slightly

- peter copies your frequent mannerisms by raising a GODDAMN eyebrow

- and that's when you lose it

- you lean forward, harshly kissing him for only a brief few seconds before pulling away

- peter is dumbstruck

- like

- D U M B S T R U C K

- when he finally regains himself he clears his throat,

- "i didn't know you wanted to be a poster."

- tf??????

- "i don't..."

- "then why do i have you pinned against the wall?"

- well

- shit

- "don't let this go to your head, parker," you say, a proud smile beginning to tug at the corners of your mouth

- "i-"

- "speaking of head, do you want some?"

- ...

- .........

- .....................

- THAT'S IT

- peter shoves his mouth onto yours, tilting his head as you press back against the wall

- you quickly reciprocate

- the kiss was hot and quick, one that was long-awaited

- when you pulled away, you both panted and stared at each other, wowed by the recent events

- when you finally regained yourself, you slide out from between peter and the wall and opened the door, winking at peter before walking out

- let's just say...

- our boy petey had a lot to think about that night.

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lmao what am i doing