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sehodreams · 3 months

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fanta grape

TW and tags: threesome (late poly?), cheating, dubious consent (from smoking and drinking), toxic!Seunghan.

WC: 6.8K (okay we getting better at making shorter stuff)

Summary: Seunghan doesn’t need a clingy girlfriend, but Anton and Wonbin do.

Comment: I did say that pretty boys with fried hair were my weakness. I think the images make this look darker than what it really is, sorry if you expect something heavy dark, this is not it (except for Seunghan’s toxic behaviour).

7:30 PM was too early to give up.

You shifted in your seat, trying to concentrate on another thing that wasn’t the hour, how the light of the TV was slightly blinding you in the dark room, and how the skin under your thighs was sweating.

Half an hour before you had told yourself that nothing would make you leave without having a proper conversation with your boyfriend, but he not being there hadn’t crossed your mind, and you were just so relieved that his friends hadn’t asked you to leave, that the possibility of Seunghan not coming back with the knowledge of you being there just started to settle in.

Anton was already choosing a movie from the big carton box in Wonbin’s living room when you arrived, and Wonbin was picking a few beers when he saw you from his window, grabbing a fanta grape for you, perfectly knowing why you were standing there on his doorstep at 7PM.

Looking at the movie, between your boyfriend’s friends on each side, you tried to remind yourself why you were there.

Seunghan had dated you for almost half a year, he’s been your first everything, your first date, your first confession, your first boyfriend and your first orgasm, and everything was good, so you didn’t get why the sudden change with him.

Well, not everything was good, but didn’t all couples have problems? Why would he act so differently after some discussions and a few refusals?

It’s been days since the last time he answered one of your calls, and his messages were getting shorter and shorter, leaving you on read for hours and only answering when he knew you were asleep.

Sorry, been busy.

What kind of excuse was that?

You decided to have a talk with him to fix things, perhaps you weren’t paying enough attention to other signals, or perhaps he was getting tired of you not being able to go to his gigs and wait for him when he practised, but he knew how was your family when you started, so why was he suddenly pushing you to do things he perfectly knew you couldn’t?

‘’Can you call him again?’’ you asked Anton for the third time.

You didn’t dare to look him in the eyes while making that question again, but Seunghan wasn’t answering any of your calls, and you didn’t know what else to do, he had at least answered the first time Anton called him when you arrived.

You didn’t have to say anything for him to grab his phone and mark Seunghan’s number when you arrived. ‘’She’s here’’ he had said, and he had tried to pass you the phone, but Seunghan had ended the call before you could talk.

Still, even having bothered him enough after that first call, Anton did it, he called him, and to prove he was doing it, he showed you how his name appeared on his screen, ringing a couple of times before the woman’s voice saying you could leave a message, and that you knew a bit too well by that point, started.

Seunghan was declining the calls of his friends now.

You shifted on your seat, looking down at your hands and the drops of the cold can fall over your uncovered thighs.

Feeling stupid, you bit the inside of your cheek, trying to hold back your tears to not show how much you were hurting in front of the boys.

‘’Baby, what’s wrong?’’ Wonbin asked, looking at your shoulders get smaller and you blinking the tears away.

He knew what was wrong, everyone knew.

‘’Seunghan is seeing someone else, right?’’ you asked back, hands gripping the metallic object in your hands, leaving dents on it, and making your fingertips change from the reddish lively colour they always had to a pale one.

Both stayed silent.

‘’I’m so stupid’’ you sourly laughed, drinking the rest of your fanta.

Anton stood up to grab you another one, you knew it, but shaking your head you asked for a beer instead.

‘’But you hate it’’ he replied.

‘’Anton, I’ve been abandoned, could you please give me a beer?’’ you said, hurt, and as polite as always.

‘’Try mine’’ Wonbin offered, putting his bottle in front of you and surprising you, but resting your hand over his holding the drink, you accepted that he maintained it in the air for you, moved it closer to your mouth and tilted it for you to drink it.

It tasted terrible, you didn’t understand why they all drank it like water, you didn’t see the point of getting drunk, and usually, when you went out with them, you ended up being the one taking care of your boyfriend at parties instead of the other way around, like he usually promised before he made you sneak out.

Feeling even sadder, you moved his hand higher and drank a bigger gulp of that beer with earthy flavour.

Making a face at the end, and pushing Wonbin’s hand away, you didn’t want to say out loud how bad it tasted so Anton didn’t say an I told you that reminded you of your dad every time you made a mistake, like dating Seunghan.

Anton gave you another can of your fanta grape and sat with crossed arms, focusing on the TV again to not make you conscious.

‘’Thank you’’ you said, and he nodded.

‘’Just drink what you want, we buy that stuff for you anyways’’ Anton said later.

You felt piteous, and trying to brush the awkward moment you put yourself on, when your eyes saw Wonbin’s stash on the TV stand, you interrupted them again.

‘’Why aren’t you smoking?’’ you asked purely out of curiosity.

They used to always share a joint after they finished playing the same five songs they had an entire afternoon, and the first times they had even invited you to smoke with them, or well, Seunghan did, until Wonbin told him to leave you alone if you didn’t want to.

You didn’t like to stay there for long for that reason, you wouldn’t do anything at all, yet you felt like an uninvited guest sitting and limiting them with your presence because of all the things you couldn’t do, afraid of making them hate you every time you walked there with Seunghan pulling you by the hand.

‘’I thought you hated when the smell stayed on your clothes’’ Wonbin replied, and it wasn't a guess, he had heard you telling it to Seunghan when he tried to convince you that a hit wouldn’t hurt you.

You didn’t hate it solely because of that, you hated that it was an aroma hard to mask, and your dad was not as hard on you as he was before, but you still trembled every time you arrived at your house after spending an afternoon with a high Seunghan, afraid of your dad thinking that you were the one smoking it, and the consequences you would have to face.

You hated when Seunghan tried to force you onto things he knew would put you in a lot of trouble, it was nice that he had pushed you to do certain things you wouldn’t have dared until you met him, like wearing skirts, buying makeup and going to parties, but you had explained your reasons in detail for not smoking, and he had continued insisting.

Still, you never expected them all to not smoke for something you had told your boyfriend in supposed secret.

‘’That didn’t stop you before’’ you answered, taking another sip of your soda and trying to brush off the sudden blush on your cheeks, maybe you were overthinking it, you tried to tell yourself, why would they do something like that for you when they weren’t even something yours? They were your boyfriend’s friends, and nothing else, ‘’you can smoke if you want, don’t mind me’’.

Frowning, you let the new can rest over your thighs, and feeling the intense coldness bring you back to the moment, you saw how Anton didn’t waste a single second to light a joint up, happy to finally do something with his mouth now that he had your permission.

He always preferred smoking more than drinking, so you couldn’t understand how he survived the ‘’not smoking’’ rule they had created without your knowledge, and even if you weren’t around that much lately for it to be considered a real restrain, it still surprised you.

That didn’t change the fact that you had taken care of him on a couple of occasions though. Just like holding Wonbin’s hair when he got extremely wasted and threw up in strangers' bathrooms, you had let Anton sleep with his head on your lap when he smoked and ate a bit too much while Seunghan or Sohee ran to 24/7 convenience stores for something to bring him back to life.

‘’Do you want to try it?’’ he asked you, and you, deciding to do something different for your break-up, nodded.

‘’Do you even know how to smoke?’’ Wonbin inquired, laughing beside you.

‘’I’ve seen you two doing it more than enough’’ you quickly said, sounding different from usual and making Anton laugh, because it was true, especially with him.

Passing you the stick, you observed it for a good minute between your fingers, debating in your insides if it was worthy, but then you looked to the side, at how the drums frames of your boyfriend reflected the light of the TV, and you remembered why you were there.

Taking in air, you breathed, then moved it closer to your face, and seeing the little tip, you sucked it deep and nice.

They watched you as if they were studying you, having high expectations of your confidence, and laughing loudly when you coughed.

‘’Calm down’’ Wonbin took the joint from your hand, showing you how to do it right.

His lips barely touched it, and he nicely inhaled the smoke, holding it in like a pro, closing his eyes, and then slowly letting it out. It was an honest lesson, but you felt as if he had challenged you, and letting him pass it to Anton, you waited for your turn to prove yourself again.

This time you did it better, holding it in for longer, and softly letting it out like he did, watching him look at you with that cheeky grin.

It wasn’t even 8:15 when you checked again, and you had until 10 to stay and then go home, that was your curfew and you followed it religiously to avoid problems. So, watching Rocky get beaten once again on a TV old enough to be in your grandparents’ basement, you decided to close your eyes and let the weed effects take you, with an I have enough time in mind.

You wanted to see what was that magic that made everyone love it.

Leaning on the back of the couch, after many minutes, you started to feel conscious of different things, like the electric sound of the people cheering inside the old TV, the sticky sensation of the dirty fabric of the sofa under your recently shaved legs, and even more, the boy's legs touching yours on each side.

Of course they would be manspreading, they were in an indie/rock/you don’t know what the fuck band, so the way they caged you between their bodies and made you uncomfortable to find their own comfort probably didn’t even cross their minds.

Your eyelids opened when you heard a loud slam come from the movie, startling you, and you decided to watch the ceiling above you, recognizing the little spots from the humidity you had disliked since you stepped into that garage.

Wow, you really disliked, to not say hated, many things.

Just realizing it, you noticed that you disliked that garage from the first time you arrived, you disliked the old green couch that Wonbin made your boyfriend push from three streets down to his house, you disliked the old TV with static noise that your boyfriend and his friends made you watch, and you especially disliked that your boyfriend left you aside for all those things you hated without a doubt.

Why were you even trying it? You asked yourself.

After getting stressed for so many days, you didn’t have the energy to keep blaming yourself for it, and when Rocky had his first date with Adrianna, you laughed with the boys at Rocky’s corniness when he followed her around the ice ring.

Having seen that movie more times with them than necessary, that was one of the few scenes you honestly enjoyed, concentrating on it even when your boyfriend made you mad after he dropped a bomb like ‘’sorry, forgot we had this gig later, so I won’t be able to go to our date’’.

Or perhaps you concentrated because Anton always turned up the volume when that scene came since he saw you liked it too.

Watching them walk the street, you leaned to Wonbin’s side without noticing. His leather jacket felt glue-like against your cheek, but you didn’t mind, and looking at Rocky ramble about his turtles to catch Adrianna’s attention, you laughed when you saw the ugly pink lamp above them that was identical to the lamp Wonbin had put on one of the corners there.

‘’Rocky’s apartment reminds me of here’’ Anton said, referring to Wonbin’s ugly garage.

‘’What are you saying?’’ you interrupted him, ‘’Rocky is the original, Wonbin needs more than old cabinets, leaking pipes and granny lamps to catch him.’’

Wonbin only looked at you and shook his head with a smile, not even trying to defend himself.

When you focused on the movie again instead of the sensation of Wonbin’s leg pushing yours jokingly and his hand resting on your knee like he had done many times, Rocky was cornering her in his entrance, and on any other occasion you would’ve pushed his hand away, but when you saw the ambience of the movie get heavier, you couldn’t focus on anything that wasn’t the kiss about to happen and how cold his hand that previously shared his drink with you felt against your skin.

Wonbin’s hand was trailing a bit higher, still a decent distance from anything too alarming, and you felt something forming in your insides, like a little spark that you kind of liked, so you didn’t stop him.

When Rocky kissed her, you squeezed your legs, trapping Wonbin’s hand between your legs, dangerously high and near your panties.

The kiss was quick but deep, and you felt Wonbin’s hand fitting perfectly between your legs, long fingers and a wide palm, feeling good and making you clench around nothing.

You woke up, you were getting wet with the hand of your boyfriend’s friend between your thighs, and opening them to let it free, you shifted on your place, pulling down your skirt as much as you could.

‘’Everything okay?’’ you heard Anton asking after you had pushed his leg with yours when you freed Wonbin’s hand.

Looking at him with lost eyes, you nodded, trying to brush off what had just happened.

Concentrating on the screen again, you leaned against Anton this time, almost a bit too much, trying to put a little distance between Wonbin and you so his hand didn’t get lost again.

Anton directed his eyes at you when he felt you pressing your chest against his arm, and again, you didn’t mean to, it just felt comfortable to be against him, and you couldn’t think twice about what you were doing when you pressed your chest again.

Liar.

You lied to yourself once again, like when you told yourself Seunghan didn’t mean to make you cry with his jokes, or when he lied saying he wasn’t high so you let him sneak into your room in the middle of the night, or when he tried to make you eat an edible that Anton snatched from your hand before you could taste it.

Suddenly, with that memory, Anton protecting you from a danger you didn’t know, you wanted to get closer to him, and for the first time that night, you felt happy to have chosen such a skimpy outfit that did nothing to shield you from the freezing night.

You just put on what Seunghan liked, what usually caught his attention, because that was your goal, not to survive the air of the winter night, and the big sweater that you tossed to one of Wonbin’s bushes hadn’t helped you avoid your neighbours’ stares, but at least it fooled your mother enough when you left before your father came from work.

Trying to remember the name of the last five presidents to keep you sane (which soon became the name of the last five songs you heard while walking there), you saw the way Wonbin was paying more attention to you on his side than the TV in front of you two, and not being able to pull your eyes away from him and his messy ashy blonde hair, probably as dirty as his garage, still hugging Anton’s arm, your smile got bigger when he moved a string of your hair behind your ear.

"You're high" he affirmed, and you, not confirming it, only closed your eyes to the sensation of his fingertips grazing a little spot behind your ear.

Shit, you murmured inside your mind.

You were getting too wet for your own good, and that wouldn't have been a problem if you were with your boyfriend, he would've immediately noticed the change in your demeanour and would've taken you to the bathroom to give you a quick fuck (not making you cum), helping you endure the need until he could walk you home and waited for your sign so he could climb the tree near your window.

But he wasn't there, and you didn't know what to do to make your cunt stop pulsating around nothing.

Gulping, you moved your eyes to Anton.

Everything you were feeling had to be because of that stupid joint, and he’d know what to do, like he always does.

"Should we take her home?" He asked, noticing the way you were uncomfortable with both pairs of eyes over you, hiding your face on his side out of embarrassment.

"Hell no, her dad is going to shoot us" Wonbin quickly answered.

You laughed at that, the little giggle making them smile too, amused with your sudden happiness, an image of you they weren’t used to, but it was true, your dad would shoot at them if they left his princess with wobbly legs in his doorstep, and he would kill you later too, which was actually kind of upsetting, and probably the reason why you always thought everything twice, my dad is going to kill me if he finds out, so no one should’ve laughed, but you all did.

Still, your imagination made you squeeze your thighs, making you see another way in which they would leave you with said wobbly legs, and feeling a bit of relief from the pressure that was building in your abdomen, you shamelessly repeated the action.

‘’Look at this girl, what do you think you’re doing?’’ Wonbin asked with a grin.

You should’ve stopped, you should’ve listened to that part in your mind that told you that you were acting like a fucking slut and to go home, but you didn’t, and with an exhale, you lied on your back as far as you could, and looking at them, you waited for one of them to do something.

Your exposed skin started to prickle, and a stronger tingle installed between your legs when Wonbin’s hand posed over your knee again.

Even if they didn’t do anything intense, when Anton’s hand gripped your other knee, a mewl left your mouth, calling for them to do something else than just touching that part of you.

‘’Fuck, what should we do?’’ Anton asked, without a grin, licking his lips and a frown on his forehead, ready to eat his meal.

‘’Shit do I know, I just want to touch her’’ Wonbin said.

Anton was relying on the older to say something, and you kind of did too. If he sent you home, you doubted you could continue with your little show, or show your face to them ever again, and you would end up unsatisfied, but at least you would keep a bit of your pride that Seunghan had smashed.

‘’Her nipples are so hard’’ the younger commented, eyes fixed on your perky buds standing under your white top that did nothing to hide them.

They could easily see the outline of them under the thick fabric, making their mouths dry for a taste.

‘’If you open your legs for us, we’ll touch you, but only if you do, we won’t do anything unless you show us what you want’’ Wonbin declared.

Your escape, that was your opportunity to leave, you could stay with your legs closed, or you could stand and walk out, you were high, but not that high, and you had no reason to depend on any of them to go home.

Watching the movie, you inhaled as much air as you could.

You look pretty tonight, you know? with an unclear mind, you heard the dialogue, Rocky saying it to his girl before his fight.

That was your fight now.

‘’How do I look tonight?’’ you let the question out.

You had dressed for Seunghan, an outfit you wouldn’t have worn in your wildest dreams before and that made you feel like a clown walking around, a foreigner on your own skin.

That wasn’t you, and when the boys saw you, they watched you from head to toe before they announced that Seunghan had just left, which felt kind of nice too.

‘’What do you expect me to say? You look gorgeous, but I have to admit it bothers me that you didn’t dress like that to see me’’ Wonbin smiled.

‘’You have no idea how much I love how you look in this skirt, but it makes me crazy to think you had to walk here alone’’ Anton didn’t smile.

You look fine was everything Seunghan would’ve said, not even looking at you.

Both answers felt correct in their way, and not having any other reason to stop yourself anymore, you were single after all, you opened your legs, and being bolder than usual, you lifted the hem of your skirt for them enough to see your underwear.

‘’Shit, my baby must’ve been hurting so much’’ Wonbin teased, pressing his fingers over your clothed cunt and drawing the form of your lips over them.

‘’She looks in so much pain’’ Anton agreed, and his hand went to your tit, pinching one of your nipples like he had been wanting since he saw you cross Wonbin’s door.

Not wearing a bra, he used his thumb and index to play with them, making your mouth fall open with a silent moan.

‘’Don’t be like that’’ your back arched to give Anton better access to your chest, so he touched you better, like you wanted to be touched, ‘’be kind, please’’.

Wonbin closed his eyes and Anton shook his head, both smiling from ear to ear.

‘’Don’t worry baby, you took care of us, now we’ll take care of you’’ Wonbin pushed your panties to the side and slid his middle finger up and down between your wet lips, ‘’She’s dripping so much, I think I can push one inside without problem’’.

‘’Has Seunghan ever made you cum with his fingers?’’ Anton asked.

You didn’t want to answer, it was so private, something between you and your boyfriend (now ex), and they could see in your flushing cheeks and your wavering eyes how you wouldn’t put Seunghan to shame even if he didn’t treat you right, and that was even more adorable for them.

‘’It’s okay princess, you don’t have to answer, tonight you’ll learn how a real orgasm feels like’’ Anton answered himself.

Both of them had turned to you a long time ago, and making you spread more for them, to show everything, they engraved the image of your pussy glistening and the juices that reflected the only light there.

‘’So fucking pretty’’ Wonbin cursed, licking his finger that had just touched you, ‘’as sweet as I imagined’’ he groaned, fingers going to your clit to recollect more of your wetness.

All tender and inviting, Anton’s left hand went from your chest to your pussy, fighting with Wonbin to thumb your clit, until he won, and Wonbin had to feel content with filling your entrance with one of his fingers.

9:10 PM

You looked at the hour, reminding yourself that you had to leave at ten.

‘’I’ll get punished if I don’t get home by ten…’’ you cried when Wonbin added one more finger, pushing them in and then pulling them out until just the tip of his fingers stayed inside.

Anton kept making circles over your clit, repeating Wonbin’s action and licking his fingers before going back to his job.

‘’We’ll walk you home princess, don’t worry’’ Anton secured.

‘’Fuck’’ you moaned when Wonbin increased the pace of his fingers fucking you.

His guitarist's fingers were working you so well, and you never doubted he had a talent when he played songs for you while waiting for your boyfriend to arrive, but to feel the same fingers playing with your insides confirmed his talent even more, and soon your hand went to his wrist, trying to stop him from making you cry.

‘’Too good’’ you cried, forgetting that Anton was also the culprit of that tightness forming on your core, letting his stimulations continue.

‘’I know baby, I know’’ Wonbin smiled, stopping his movements and watching the minor rolling your little bud, making you tremble and tear up, squirming to escape a pleasure you had never felt so intense before.

That didn’t last long, Wonbin couldn’t let himself be overshadowed by another boy, and with your hand still wrapping his wrist, he went back to do scissoring motions inside you.

You didn’t know what name to call, little sobs escaping from you and making them laugh at how pretty you looked even when being and making a mess.

You were leaking over Wonbin’s couch, leaving a big dark spot under you, and if you had been conscious enough, you would’ve stopped them, but you felt such an intense pressure approaching you that you could only concentrate on the way Wonbin’s fingers were opening you so good and how Anton wasn’t drawing circles anymore, roughly moving his hand from one side to the other to make you cum.

He could see it coming, your chest heavily moving up and down while tears pricked your eyes, and he had to show you he was true to his words, unlike Seunghan, so he decided to teach you what a real orgasm felt like.

Clenching around Wonbin’s fingers, Anton flicked your clit while Wonbin rushed his fingers into thrusting harder, making you cum with his digits inside you.

Yes, Anton kept murmuring when he saw your abdomen shaking and felt your pussy quivering under his hand.

With toes curling, legs trembling and eyes rolling, you came over their hands incredibly strong, a little gush dripping over Wonbin’s palm and his couch.

That didn’t stop them, they didn’t care that you were cumming, and they continued until you convulsed and cried for them to please stop.

It wasn’t even 9:25 and they had already given you the best orgasm of your life.

Your body was numb after they stopped, your eyes dropped closed, and the tears didn’t stop rolling down your cheeks, making Anton clean them with his thumb.

‘’Are you okay?’’ he asked you because your tears wouldn’t stop.

‘’Yes, sorry, too good’’ was the only coherent sentence that you could form.

Looking bright, Wonbin left a quick kiss on your lips, wrapping your throat with his hand to maintain you in your position for him.

Anton, wanting one too, did the same thing, with his hand on your chest instead.

Taking turns, they stole the little air you tried to retrieve, making you more dizzy with their mouths than with the weed you had smoked not long ago and the beer Wonbin had given to you so lovingly.

Your body was warm, and you weren’t sure exactly what you wanted, but your nipples were in pain, needing more than the delicate friction of Anton’s fingers over your top, and whining, you wanted them to touch you like they had just done, or even more.

‘’One more?’’ Anton asked when he saw you trying to close your legs in your place, trying to find any kind of relief.

‘’Yes, please’’ you said, and he, feeling proud of his good girl, gave your pussy a soft smack, telling you to open your legs more for him.

‘’We can give you something better than fingers’’ Wonbin said, making you turn to him, and knowing what he was referring to, you nodded.

You didn’t need to think things too much, you wanted to feel good, you were just abandoned, and if they were two boys willing to give you a good time for a night, why would you stop now?

‘’But not today’’ Wonbin continued, making you let a painful noise out.

‘’Why?’’ you asked sad.

‘’We’ve been waiting so much for you, your first time with us is not going to be this way’’ Anton answered.

You were too deep in a haze to understand him, and confused, you could only blink when you heard him.

Because they were kissing you just seconds ago, they were leaning towards you, and each of them, seeing you under them from their own side, blocked the TV and the big clock from your sight.

‘’But I want to cum’’ you cried, not caring about anything else and interrupting them from continuing with their reasons to not fuck you.

‘’That’s okay baby, all we are saying is that we won’t fuck you tonight’’ Wonbin laughed at your request, ‘’we’ll definitely make you cum one more time, we can’t let our girl go home in pain, but you need to come back in your senses if you want us to fuck you’’ he explained.

‘’Our girl’’ Anton caressed your cheek while Wonbin trailed down his hand from your neck to between your breasts.

That sentence seemed too dreamy for him, having waited so long to say it, not daring himself to voice it when you weren’t really his.

‘’Your girl?’’ you asked.

‘’Our girl’’ Wonbin confirmed.

They always hated the way Seunghan treated you, such a cute little thing like you should always be treated like a precious doll, with care, and spoiled with the best things.

Sadly, the lucky bastard had found you before them, and they could only see you from afar, everything, from the friendship with Seunghan to your heart eyes directed at him, stopping them.

Anton was always the one putting your drinks on Wonbin’s shopping car, and the last hated paying for unnecessary shit, judging deep inside any coloured can that he saw in the same aisle of his beers, yet he let the youngest sneak the box with the memory of your smile when you opened his fridge and found what you liked.

I’m not her boyfriend, Anton said in his mind when he ran to grab your fanta grape.

I’m not her boyfriend, Wonbin reminded himself when he tapped his card.

But now you were their girl, and they would treat you like you deserved.

Not believing what you just heard, you felt so loved with their eyes over you and his hands roaming your body that you slid down on the couch, making your cunt easier for them to access, and with some difficulty you placed your hand over your pelvis, going down a bit more to push your folds apart and expose your entrance, presenting them your little hole clenching around nothing.

‘’Your girl’’ you exhaled, weak against their care.

Anton was faster than Wonbin, his hand quickly finding your pussy and cupping it to not let the oldest fuck you with his fingers again, pushing his own inside you this time.

The other, accepting his loss, lifted your top to let your breasts free, which bounced with the fabric pulling them up and then letting them fall down naked.

Your pretty nipples begged for them to give them attention, all hard and standing since you arrived thanks to the chilly air that had impacted you on your way there.

‘’Been dying for a taste’’ Wonbin admitted, letting Anton take his place with his fingers inside you and launching his tongue to lick your bud.

His velvet tongue felt amazing on your smooth skin, making you drip more over Anton’s digits.

Anton’s fingers were a lot longer than Wonbin’s, and he easily grazed a certain spot that made you gasp and shake your head at how intense it felt, receiving more of your leaking juices as a response when he pushed it again.

‘’Too much?’’ he asked, and it was too much, but you denied it.

Pulling away, he slowly went back in, trying to make you used to him and the size of his fingers.

‘’She wants more’’ Wonbin said, caressing your cheek and obliging you to let the lip you hadn’t realized you were biting hard, free. ‘’Ain’t I right?’’ he wanted you to answer.

‘’Yes,’’ you sighed.

Gritting his teeth, Anton did the same action, but quicker this time, pulling out his fingers and pushing them back in harder and faster, making you moan and nod at the thrusts.

‘’Aw she likes it’’ Wonbin commented, hand cupping your jaw and leaving a soft kiss on your cheek while his other hand stayed playing with the nipple he was previously licking.

Anton dragged his fingers in and out, liking the vision of you frowning and moaning under him, but even more, how you were receiving more attention than what you needed from Wonbin’s part.

That was what you deserved, undivided attention and care from them, to drown in pleasure and forget about everything that wasn’t worth your time.

Only they were worth your time.

Lost in the sensation of your cunt taking his fingers so well, Anton kept pounding into you, slowly at times, to then fuck you harder and faster until you cried and tried to get away from his hand.

Wonbin’s hand that fingered you just minutes ago moved to your tummy, pressing his palm to help you get closer to your orgasm while his nose nuzzled behind your ear and his breath hit your cheek.

‘’She’s so tight’’ Anton commented, wrists almost completely stopping and thumb brushing your clit.

‘’I know, she’ll take us so good later’’ Wonbin almost groaned.

You cried when you heard that, they were fucking you so good only with their fingers, you couldn’t even imagine how good their cocks would make you feel. You squirmed in your place, trying to close your legs to stop you from becoming so sensitive, not getting far with the boy's hands gripping your thighs and maintaining you in your position for them.

‘’You wanted to cum’’ Wonbin reminded you.

‘’Yes, I’m sorry’’ you said, biting your lip again and letting yourself be fucked by Anton’s fingers.

Anton didn’t hurry, gently moving the two fingers he had inside you in scissoring motions this time, he felt your warm and wet walls trap him.

‘’She’s going to cum’’ Wonbin said, recognizing your same expression from before, the way your chest was agitated and your body convulsing.

‘’Oh princess, cum for me’’ Anton demanded, needing to see your orgasm leaking down his hand just like you did for Wonbin.

Ruthlessly moving in and out his wrist, he enjoyed your face contorting for him and your pussy fluttering, and a heavier stream was released, making another mess over Wonbin’s couch and his hand.

You couldn’t feel your body anymore, and you had no idea at what time or how you got home, but when you woke up you were in your room with clean clothes and as relaxed as never.

Soon you were filled with anxiety, scared of how you had arrived and what would your parents say. You didn’t dare to go out of your room, and looking at the hour, you felt your nerves fall when you saw that your father had already left for work and your mother probably had gone out to do some shopping like she usually did that day.

You had no messages from any of them saying that they would talk to you later, and it was already passed midday, so you tried to think that things were probably all okay. However, you didn’t expect to see a message from Anton and Wonbin asking how you felt.

Come see us later, Wonbin had added.

What the hell had been that the day before? You stared at your wall for minutes until you decided that you wouldn’t know unless you asked it yourself.

Later that day, Sungchan opened the door for you when you arrived, his face pale at seeing you there.

You didn’t know who to ask for, so you timidly smiled at him and waited for him to simply let you in.

‘’Let her in’’ Wonbin said when he saw you, so Sungchan had no option but to let you.

Smiling, Wonbin tilted his head to where his kitchen connected with his garage, and you nodded understanding him, walking there with insecure steps.

‘’What the hell do you think you’re doing?’’ you heard Sungchan ask Wonbin in a whisper.

‘’You don’t care’’ Wonbin answered, not in a whisper.

Entering the garage, Wonbin’s couch was still there, covered only by a flannel where you dripped down, and suddenly an embarrassing memory came back to you in a flashback.

‘’I’m so sorry’’ you had apologized when the three of you observed the big spots you had left with your orgasms.

‘’It’s okay’’ Wonbin laughed, patting your back to console you.

‘’That’s kind of hot’’ Anton added, eyes focused on the way it showed perfectly how good they had treated you.

Now Anton was sitting on a single new couch that stuck out in the middle of the well-known garage, immediately smiling when he saw you.

There was a new face too, a girl sitting in the corner of the couch that reminded you of your old you, silent and feigning a smile, like when you waited for Seunghan to come back when he left you in painful silence with his friends the first days.

You walked to Anton, still wary, but more confident after he seemed happy to see you there.

‘’Hey,’’ Anton said, taking your hand to play with the tips of your fingers, to then pull you closer and make you sit on his lap.

His arms wrapped your waist perfectly, letting a greeting kiss behind your ear that made you giggle, making you feel comfortable on your new seat.

You felt the eyes of the new girl staring at you, and not wanting to be rude anymore, you talked.

‘’Hi,’’ you finally addressed the girl in the room when Anton rested his chin on your shoulder, closing his eyes and inhaling the aroma of your shampoo like he had been dreaming for months, ‘’Sorry’’ you continued, presenting yourself.

The girl denied with a cute smile, telling you that it was okay, and presenting herself as Seunghan’s new girlfriend.

‘’Seunghan’s girlfriend…’’ you repeated. She was cute, collected, calm, like you were when he met you.

‘’Yes, we just started seeing each other this month, how long have you been together?’’ she asked you, surely referring to you and Anton like a couple.

‘’Oh, it hasn’t been long’’ Anton answered for you.

A second later Sohee walked in, looking puzzled out for seeing you there, and especially, over Anton’s lap.

Almost immediately the rest of the boys came to the garage, all except Wonbin, becoming silent at the sight in front of them. Seunghan, who was more astonished than the others, froze at the entrance without understanding what he was looking at, his new girlfriend in the same room with his ex-girlfriend sitting over his bandmate’s lap.

Wonbin was the one who got him out of his confused state, pushing him to the side so he could cross the room to meet you, and sitting on the arm of the small new couch, he gave you a soft kiss on the lips, surprising everyone there, including you.

‘’We hope you all give us your blessings’’ Wonbin smiled, posing his cheek next to yours while Anton continued with his arms around your waist and his face hidden on your neck.

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Can you write a headcanons that Drew meets actress!reader for the first time and that they end up dating. (she's not in the cast of obx)

Like reader doesn't know who Drew is at all but Drew knows her from some movies or series, they meet at a party of their mutual friend and their relationship are friends to lovers.

I'd like to know who makes the first move between Drew and Reader

love at first sight — DREW STARKEY

authors note i’ve never done headcanons before and always wanted to do one but didn’t know what topic to do so THANK YOU for the request lovie. please let me know if this is what you were looking for. it's my first time making one of these.

paring drew x actress!reader

➪ You two happened to be at the same party at one of your good mutual friends parties one night in LA.

➪ You were a well known actress from your popular tv series that's been going on for two years now and two movies you were in as well.

➪ Drew noticed you standing with a few of your friends, talking and laughing, from across the room and couldn't keep his gaze away from you the entire time.

➪ At the time, Drew was contemplating whether or not to approach you and introduce himself, but he didn't want to make a fool of himself.

➪ Instead of going up to you, he continued to stay with his friends and occasionally look in your direction. You felt eyes on you during that time but didn't know who.

➪ You noticed Drew and his friends as you walked back from the bathroom with a few of your girlfriends. You didn’t know who he was either.

➪ There was something in you urging you to turn around and start conversation with this mystery guy. A good feeling. Also couldn't get over the fact how good looking he is too.

➪ Your girlfriend whispered in your ear, "That's Drew Starkey, who plays Rafe Cameron in Outer Banks," she says.

➪ You remember glancing at her with a puzzled expression before inquiring who he was. She stared at you like you were living under a rock.

➪ You were amazed by his acting when she showed you a scene from the latest seasons of Outer Banks.

➪ "I'ma go talk to him!" You told your girlfriends right before you walked over to the handsome tall 6'3 foot man.

➪ Let's say you definitely caught him off guard when you approached him with a toothy smile, introducing yourself to him and cast mates from his tv show. He couldn't believe you were standing in front of him looking all beautiful.

➪ You making the first move is bold and it's very unlike you. Especially when you find someone cute.

➪ "I think you're really handsome, Drew," Gazing at the man in front of you.

➪ You two didn't stop talking once you started. The rest of the night was spent hip to hip. By the end of the night, you had discovered a lot about each other. He couldn't believe you'd never heard of him before, despite the fact that he knew about you.

➪ "We should go out sometime together, are you available next Friday for lunch?" Drew asked as people began to leave the party. Of course, you gave him your number and went to lunch.

➪ The more hung out, the more feelings began to grow for one another in ways you never expected. Never felt so comfortable with someone before until you met each other.

➪ Three months later, Drew asked you to be his girlfriend by taking you to a private beach with all of your favorite snacks and drinks laid out on a blanket and lights that said "Be My Girlfriend?" It was the most beautiful scene ever.

➪ Being together was meant to be. Supportive of each-other in your careers. Always baking your favorite desserts together with oldies in the background. Couldn’t be more happier.

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matrixbearer2024 · 4 months

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I really love you "Get off my screen" series! And I just and couldn't stop thinking about Reader just texting out of nowhere saying "Bruh I'm fucking dying"

And Vox is just going haywire(See what I did there?) Worried about you and ask what they mean and Reader be like "I'm dying because of BOARdom(Get it?)

You're Just Being Mean!

A/N: Omg I am absolutely writing this AHAHAHAHA- Vox is always the one screwing with dear Reader so I think it's about time to return the favor. Thank you @crazylzp143 for the inbox idea! I love how much this story is expanding and the ideas y'all have for it. As always, I hope you all enjoy this filler interlude and please keep the ideas coming! Happy reading!

You cheered, flopping backwards on your bed in a cheerful mood.

On your computer monitor was an empty assignment box.

You'd successfully accomplished all your required tasks before the semester's end which left you with a whole lot of free time to burn.

And did you absolutely just unwind and relax.

Playing games, watching movies, bingeing shows-

You practically spedran the chill pill treatment.

To the point where you managed to bore yourself before the day was even over.

You stared up at the ceiling with an annoyed look-

Wasn't there really anything else you could do?

And why did time pass by so slowly?

God you were bored.

In the middle of your TV show binge, your phone buzzed to life.

Considering you'd quickly found the plot line to be quite a drag, you just let the drama play while you no longer paid attention to it.

The white noise the show provided helped make it feel like you were actually doing something.

Even when you knew you weren't doing anything productive at all-

Looking over at your phone, you smiled upon opening the familiar chatbox that you saw almost daily.

"Heya Voxxy, what's up?"

"Well aren't you in a good mood today! Anything special?"

You playfully rolled your eyes, Vox really thought he was being cheeky this time wasn't he?

"Managed to complete all my work for the semester, so now I can just chillax until exams come around!"

"Wait what? Holy shit! You've got a whole two weeks of nothing then!"

"IKR! I can just laze around and do what I want after class hours!"

It wasn't surprising that Vox quickly got used to your schedule, you'd also grown slightly accustomed to his.

He knew the basic rundown of your schedule, like when your classes started and ended-

Just as much as you knew when he had to leave for his daily broadcast and when he would come back.

You could only guess him knowing when exam season happens was from looking at the calendars and schedules you had meticulously prepared in your computer.

There were times he would even remind you of things due on a day, like quizzes or projects to which you would grow embarrassed that it slipped your mind.

You were the one who made the calendar, how could you forget it???

Though it was probably helpful on his end that he quite literally had a digital reference to look back on.

You still wondered sometimes how he managed to end up with a TV for a head but didn't look into it much.

"Guess that means you'll be spending more time with me?"

"Dude, I already spend so much time with you! Any more and I'd have to call you my boyfriend!"

That message really shouldn't have caused Vox to bluescreen but it did.

He was just so flustered that his system crashed in it's entirety because of what you said.

Not that you noticed when all you got in reply was some keysmash and middle finger emojis.

Vox could only imagine you were laughing at his expense, and even then he couldn't bring himself to be annoyed with you.

It was only recently that he'd become hyper aware with how much you meant to him so jokes and comments like that easily sent his mental careening.

Not that he quite understood why he felt this way yet, a part of him still blamed some unknown untraceable malware that your devices shoved into his system.

Though he highly doubted that a stupid virus would make his stomach do flips whenever he saw your silly smile.

Oh whatever, he'll just have to run another malware check later or something.

You just continued to tease Vox for a good while before he had to excuse himself and leave for a meeting.

He was slightly glad that he had just a little respite from your teasing onslaught.

Any more of it and there was a high risk he would've accidentally caused another citywide blackout.

You tossed your phone onto an adjacent cushion and just laughed.

No wonder Vox liked to embarrass you so much.

It was downright hilarious and entertaining.

You couldn't help but feel slightly flattered with his reactions though, was your friendship that important to him?

So he really did care after all, what a dork.

The funny high you were running on, much to Vox's chagrin, didn't last long.

So you decided to go back to fucking with your TV headed companion since he usually did the same to you.

"Dudeeeee I'm fucking dyingggg-"

Vox made the mistake of checking his phone in the middle of the meeting and nearly gave himself a stroke upon reading your message.

What in Lucifer's name even happened?!

Last he checked you were completely fine???

He hadn't even left you for-

Taking a look at his internal clock, Vox glitched from sheer panic.

It hadn't even been an hour!

Was this supposed to be a joke??

Were you just fibbing with him?

Or god forbid you were actually hurt and needed help-

He was about to just bolt out of that meeting before another messaged snapped him out of it.

"I'm dying- dying of BOARDom! HAHA see what I did there?"

Vox felt the last of his patience leave him as rings appeared on his other eye.

The absolute nerve of you-!

"Oh fuck off (Y/N)."

With that, he angrily pocketed his phone and once again paid attention to the meeting.

The poor presenter in the front nearly shat himself from how irritated Vox looked, they didn't know that frustration was because of you though.

You just couldn't stop laughing at his reply, not realizing how badly your overlord friend took the joke until some noticeable time passed and there wasn't a single message or notification from him.

Now that started to concern you.

You'd be lucky to get through an hour with less than a hundred notifications at a time-

It's been two and there was still absolutely nothing.

Did something happen?

Was he upset or dealing with something?

Perchance... did you do something to upset him?

"Vox...? Hey, you good dude?"

You grew more concerned as the minutes ticked on.

Whatever it was- Vox was probably genuinely upset.

And you had a gut feeling it had something to do with you.

"I'm not talking to you."

You almost wanted to roll your eyes at his message, was he being childish?

So your hunch was right, you did manage to upset him- somehow.

"Ehhhh??? Why? What did I do?"

"You know what you fucking did (Y/N)."

Not really- that's why you asked.

Your hands dropped onto your lap tiredly as you looked up towards the ceiling.

What... what did you do wrong?

Scrolling up to read your chats, it didn't take long before you realized where it went wayside.

Oh.

"Right, you don't really like it when I joke about dying huh."

"No."

"You never really told me why, and you never cared this much before. You would just laugh it off when I delivered the punchline."

"You're still young (Y/N). You have your whole life ahead of you. Dying puts you at risk of ending up here in hell with me."

"You know that doesn't sound as horrible as you paint it right?"

"Pardon?"

"I'll end up where you are, that can't seriously be that bad."

Vox genuinely wondered if you had a screw loose or something this time.

He continued to try hammering it into you that it was hell he was talking about.

Eternal damnation, the never-ending inferno, etc.

Ya know, where all the sinners went to suffer??

But again and again you would just keep repeating-

"But I'll be where you are, it won't be that bad- it can't be that bad."

Until he finally understood what you were insinuating.

It wouldn't be so bad, because he was there.

He would be there with you.

At that point the state of hell or where you were wasn't important.

Vox could only chuckle at his own foolishness.

Not to mention just how oblivious you were to your own words.

"I guess. Just don't do that again."

"I'll try not to. Besides, if I croak and end up at the heaven gates- I'll put in a good word for you."

"You? In heaven? Nice joke dollface."

"Oh fuck you too Vox, I was being optimistic."

The tech overlord just rolled his eyes, there was a real risk that he could lose you soley because heaven would take you away but he didn't dwell on it.

You were still here texting him, cracking jokes and being your obnoxiously cute self.

You were still on the other side of the screen furiously typing up a comeback of why you would be able to get into the pearly gates.

Vox just chuckled, as long as you were with him in the here and now-

He found he wouldn't care even if hell froze over.

A/N: Our Voxxy is starting to catch feels, well- slightly- he's just in the stages of caring a bit too much but not realizing it's romance yet. Writing this stuff is hilariously entertaining, plus the slow burn is just yummy hahahahah I'll be putting out some more interludes tomorrow but the direct continuation is finished! I just need to post these things chronologically XD

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hitomisuzuya · 11 months

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Decoding Scara. Scaramouche x fem!reader. Fluff. Some humor. Soft Scara. AU

a/n: I wrote this cause we all want someone to take care of us when we are sick. One of my dad's girlfriend's kids gave me this gnarly awful cough. Kid doesn't even cover his mouth 😭 I don't want this shit, no one does. Next on deck is Diluc smut. I should be on the last legs of this shit.

Achoo!

Scaramouche cringed.

You'd sneezed. You were sick. You had been for a few days now. Thing is, you were too proud to admit it. Sometimes, he thought you were more stubborn than he was.

Your cheeks looked flushed with fever, you sounded congested. You hadn't slept all that much because of it.

And Scaramouche had had enough of your shit. It ends now.

"Tch. Stop it, it's painful to watch you," He scoffed as he watched you from his spot on your bed, crossing his arms.

Up for a game of decoding? When you are dating someone like Scaramouche, you had to really listen to hear what he means when he talks. It's a weird thing for you to explain.

Decode: Please come rest, you are very sick and I am worried for you.

You rubbed your eyes before you looked at him. You looked so tired. "No, I still have things I need to get done," You said, giving him a soft smile before turning back to your laptop.

Scaramouche promptly got up, and closed your laptop. He rolled his eyes when you sputtered in protest. "No you don't. You look like you are going to drop dead any second now. "

Decode: It can wait. It's more important for you to get better.

You tried to open your laptop again, but Scaramouche kept his hand on your laptop to hold it closed. He picked you up bridal style and carried you over to your bed.

It really really freaked Scaramouche out when you got sick. He'd lost someone who he considered a younger brother to illness. He would be damned if he lost you like that too.

He wouldn't be able to bear it.

"I'm taking this," He picked up your laptop, and tucked it under his arm before he walked over to your bedroom door. "And I am locking the door from the outside while I am gone at the pharmacy."

Decode: Please stay in bed and sleep while I go get you medicine.

You knew there was no use in protesting. Scaramouche tucked the blankets around you, giving you a quick kiss before heading out to the pharmacy. He really did lock the door.

This boy, as soon as he got to the pharmacy, he grabbed one box of every cold medicine on the shelf. If one didn't work for you than you had others to try. The cashier gave him an odd look. He knew it looked totally shady.

"Fuck off, my girlfriend is sick," He snapped, glaring at the cashier. Unfortunately, the cashier didn't know how to decode Scara at all cause he didn't know him.

There was no reason to decode that one though.

After some coaxing and bickering, the cashier rang him up just so he would leave. That was fine with Scaramouche. He didn't like idiots holding him up, especially if they were preventing him from getting back to you.

Next he went to the grocery store. He bought various soups that would help sooth your throat, and a variety of teas, scoffing when he took a box of hot chocolate mix off the shelf. He despised sweet things, but he knew it would make you feel better.

The only sweet thing he didn't despise was you.

"Sc-Scara, what did you do? Buy the whole pharmacy?" You asked with wide eyes when he tossed the bag full of cold medicine onto your bed.

"Practically, just shut up and take your medicine. I also got you that mud you like to drink," He said, sitting down on your bed.

Decode: Take your medicine. It will make you feel better. I also got you hot chocolate because I know you like it.

Scaramouche spent the next few days hardly letting you get up for anything, making sure you took your medicine, and making you soup. He watched movies and TV shows with you, he would never admit it but he absolutely ate up reality shows for their drama.

Needless to say, once you recovered, you had your hands full taking care of Scaramouche when he caught what you had.

He would still kiss you even if you were sick.

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oncomingnight · 11 months

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Yandere! Barbie Girl ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

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Unfortunately, I haven't gotten the chance to watch the most recent Barbie movie but I will be seeing Oppenheimer tonight :) very excited. This post was inspired by Margot Robbie as the original Barbie but I didn't make the setting of this piece the Barbie movie, keep that in mind :)! Please feel free to talk to me and request works in my ask box, I love speaking with all of you.

She was absolutely beautiful, always making sure she was properly groomed. $79 glittery pink glass on her plump lips, french tip acrylic nails, gorgeous locs of honey blonde hair falling down her back.

Barbara was a self-made woman. She earned a diploma in international business before becoming the chief executive officer of her own company. Thanks to not only her job but knowledge, she earns enough to set you both for life. Because of the morals her father raised her with, she knows how to treat a wornan, and takes full advantage of this to take care of you.

She is the personification of the quote Dolly Parton made about being an entrepreneur. "You know, I look like a woman but I think like a man And in this world of business, that has helped me a lot. Because by the time they think that I don't know what's goin' on, I then got my money, and gone."

Barbara spends her hard-earned money mindfully. She' donate to her choice of charities, gift inventory to soup kitchens, give away basic needs to shelters, she particularly enjoys fostering animals with you.

Another thing she enjoys using her money for is to show you the beauties of the world. Flying to Istanbul to taste the delicious flavors of a Turkish breakfast, taking you shopping in New York, London, Paris, Dubai and having a hot springs spa day with you.

You're outrageously spoiled and doted on by her. It's HER job to show you exactly how thankful she is for you, it fills her with undetainable rage to think about someone else trying to make you happy and take you away from her. Of course, you'd never leave her for anybody else, she just can't help but overthink.

Because of her severely accomplished corporation, she's expected to attend specific events. Does she have the money to hire a top tier tearn to help ready the two of you? Yes, but she can help you herself. She will zip your dress up. She will apply makeup to your soft and beautifully crafted face, she will be the one to kneel and apply the shoes she carefully selected to your feet.

She will be the one to take your hand in her perfectly manicured one in front of all the cameras.

Soon, your hand will have a ring with a pink sapphire settled on one of your fingers. She'll make sure the proposal goes absolutely perfectly.

She takes you on the loveliest dates and some of them are stay-in nights. She'll take out your matching silk pajamas out of her walk-in closet, place bunches of pillows and plushies onto her couch, prepare your favorite snacks + beverages and get your most favored movie/shows onto the TV.

Every time the two of you go for a day out, you find at least one of her arms wrapped around your waist. Barbara will hug you from the back while settling her face onto your shoulder, either standing in silence or talking to you mindlessly.

"whatcha doin' :)?" "I had a plan for what we could do tonight." "While I was at work today, I was thinking about where we could go for our honeymoon."

She'd admit (without shame) that she's a clingy wife. You could be preparing dough for some baked goods and she'll be hugging you tightly from behind, being shoulder to shoulder with you, holding your hand no matter what you're doing, asking to bathe and shower with you (in a sweet way) so she can help wash you but she just enjoys being near you.

Obviously.

She goes all out during Christmas, anniversaries, holidays, etc. On the morning of your birthday, she'll wake you up with dozens of kisses on your face, presents wrapped in pastel colored paper, your favorite foods that she cooked herself, homemade baked treats she learned to make from her parents, she'll also quickly mention that she booked a cabin and how your flight is set for that exact day.

Better hurry and get ready, babe! :)

Christmas is her absolute favorite holiday as it is for millions of people but no one celebrates like her. The whole house is decked out in decoration, inside and out. A white tree accompanied with ornaments, each painted with individually unique designs by the two of you. She doesn't set out some of the more special presents under the tree because she wants to keep you guessing in the best way. Each present meant for you will have a tag on them that has writing about how much she adores you.

Winter is the best season to cuddle with the one you love. She takes that to her advantage as well! Barbara will set you down onto her pink satin couch that has multiple blankets on it to cuddle in front of the fireplace with you, old timey Christmas music on the record player.

Hello everyone! I hope you enjoyed reading this, it was supposed to come out earlier today but Tumblr was being a bit difficult so I had to make some changes but , hopefully, it still pleased some of you. I'll post some more tomorrow and I will let you know how I liked the Oppenheimer movie :).

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alotofpockets · 2 years

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Becoming a family | Wanda Maximoff

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Prompt: "I have a key, it's not breaking in."

Summary: When your best friend gets pregnant and her boyfriend leaves her for it, you step up and help her take care of the baby. A/n: This might be the longest fic I've ever written, but I love it so much. It has a lot of time jumps because it tells a story over the span of like 3-4 years. I hope you all enjoy the read!

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Wanda came to you first when she found out that she was pregnant. She was scared to tell her boyfriend Vision because they were both only 22 and they had never really talked about the topic of kids yet. You reassured her that whatever would happen, that you would be there to support her through it all.

About a week later you opened you door to your best friend crying on your doorstep. You let her in and comforted her. “He said he is not ready to have kids and then he just left me. Like he broke up with me right after I told him.” You and Wanda had made a deal years ago that you would support each other no matter what choices the other made. But after just hearing he just left your pregnant best friend like that, you told her how you thought he had never treater her right and that she deserves so much better.

You put on one of Wanda’s comfort movies while you got some blankets and order her favorite food. Without communicating it Wanda knew you were letting her stay at your place tonight. Halfway through the movie Wanda paused it and turned to you with tears in her eyes. “I can’t do this alone. I can’t raise a baby on my own.”

“Like I said last week, I will support you through it all. You are not alone, you’ve got me. And it is fully your decision what you’re going to do, but either way I will be there every step of the way.” You try reassuring her. “Thank you, y/n, that means a lot.” She turned back to the TV and played the rest of the movie.

In the following weeks you and Wanda got a lot of books on pregnancy and parenthood. Reading up on everything, since neither one of you knew much on the topic as the closest thing to it you had experienced was babysitting. You also got rid of all of Visions stuff together since it was a heard process for Wanda to do alone.

On one of your days off you picked up a crib and some stuff that would have to be assembled for the nursery. Wanda had decided on some stuff she wanted or would like to have in the nursery. You wanted to surprise her with a few things off her list and get it all set up to take it off of her plate.

With your key for emergencies, you entered her apartment, carried the boxes inside and went to work. You have the crib and a dresser build when you hear Wanda come home. Since the nursery is a separate room in the home, you went to great her, as to not scare her when she hears a sudden noise coming from the room. “Hey Wands, how was work?” You ask when you join her in the living room. She looks at you confused, “Why did you break into my house?” With a chuckle you say, "I have a key, it's not breaking in." While jingling the key in front of you. “But if you’d like the reason to the why part, you need to close your eyes and follow me.”

Wanda closed her eyes, and you led her to the nursery by her hands. “Open them.” You say. She opens then and tears start filling her eyes immediately. It’s the hormones that are making her so emotional, is what she tells you each time she cries. “I love it. You didn’t have to do that.” You shake your head, “I know, but I wanted too. This kid is going to be very loved and that starts with getting their room ready.”

Eight weeks into her pregnancy Wanda has her first doctors appointment. You were joining her and seeing the tiny little baby for the first time. The doctor was doing the ultrasounds, showing on the screen what everything was when all of a sudden he stopped talking and started moving around the transductor around. Wanda met your eyes worriedly, you squeezed her hand while you both waited for the doctor to speak. “There!” He says, pointing to something on the screen. “Do you see that?” When you both nod, still confused to what’s happening he tells you what’s on the screen. “This here is the baby and then here is baby number two. Wanda you are having twins.”

Wanda’s mouth falls open, ‘twins’ keep echoing in her head. “I’ll give you two a moment.” The doctor says and leaves the room. “I guess I should pick up another crib, huh?” You joke, not realizing Wanda is still in shock. “I’m barely convinced I can take care of one baby, how am I going to be able to take care of two?” Wanda says. “What if I moved in? Ill be there to take care of the babies with you.”

After that appointment you and Wanda sat down to see what would be best for the babies. You decided moving into your apartment would be more practical since yours was bigger and therefor had an extra room. And that way Wanda would also not have to be surrounded by the memories of Vision. The next week you started moving Wanda’s stuff into your apartment, with the help with some of your friends and family.

In the following months the house started to feel more like a shared space. Wanda’s room feeling like her own and a mix of both your decoration around the house. You worked together on making a beautiful nursery of the room that had once been your office space. Setting up two cribs, a closet, and a changing table among other decorative pieces. The room was coming along nicely.

A week before the due date a very pregnant Wanda stood in the kitchen looking for something she wanted to eat, while you were doing the final round of baby clothes washing, which you learned was necessary from one of those practical baby books. You just got the laundry from the machine when you heard Wanda call out for you. “Y/n, come here quick!”

You rushed to the kitchen and found Wanda standing there looking at the floor with wide eyes. “My water just broke.” You excitedly said, “Omg it’s happening!” You rushed to the nursery to grab the baby and hospital bag and then led Wanda to the car.

That day Wanda gave birth to two beautiful boys. Their names were Billy and Tommy Maximoff. You were sitting in Wanda’s room at the hospital, making sure she had everything she needed. But all she needed was to have you around. Then a nurse came in with two little beds, “They’re all checked out for now, miss Maximoff, you have two very healthy baby boys.”

When the nurse walked out of the room, you gently picked up one of the babies holding him shortly before handing him over to Wanda and picking up the other to hold yourself. They were perfect. After holding the boys for a bit, you switch and after some more time holding them, you put them back into their little beds. “Are you ready for some visitors, Wands?” You had texted Pietro right before you got into the car and asked him if he could notify the rest of your and Wanda’s friends.

You walked out of the room and into the waiting room where you were met with your friends eagerly waiting to meet the new additions to their lives. “There are two beautiful, healthy baby boys ready to meet you all. And one very proud but tired mom ready for some company.”

The group followed you to the room where you introduced the boy to their new family, “Billy and Tommy these are your aunts and uncles, we have Uncle Pietro, Auntie Nat, Aunt Yelena, Uncle Clint and Aunt Kate and they all can’t wait to meet you.” They had each decided what they wanted to be named and you thought it was adorable. What you didn’t see was Wanda looking at you with adoration in her eyes. She was so thankful for you being here with her, through everything. Natasha noticed the way Wanda had looked your way and made a mental note to ask Wanda about it later.

Bringing the boys home and starting this life with them had all been incredible. Your friends helped out as much as they could. Meaning the boys had their family over very often, Wanda was so appreciative of everyone showing up for her and her boys like this. Everyone made her feel like she truly wasn’t raising the boys alone.

On a Sunday afternoon when you and Yelena were putting the boys away for a nap, Natasha saw her opportunity to ask Wanda about the look she witnessed at the hospital. “So, Wanda, how has living with y/n been so far?” Natasha saw the woman’s eyes light up at the mention of your name, which was all she needed to know that Wanda had feelings for you. “It’s been amazing. It’s great having around more and she is incredible with the boys.” Natasha chuckles, “And you’re in love with her.” Natasha adds. Wanda’s eyes widen, “Shh, she’s right in the room next door.” Natasha smirks, “Interesting response.” Natasha manages to say before you and Yelena walk back into the living room.

Then months later you and Wanda have fully gotten used to a life with two little ones and were enjoying it to the fullest. Billy and Tommy brought a light to your lives, that no one could have prepared you for, the love you felt for these boys like they were your own felt incredible. Wanda’s feelings for you only increased the more she was around you, but she didn’t want to ruin what you guys had now. So, she hadn’t told you about how she feels towards you.

Billy and Tommy had both started saying their first words. Billy’s first word was mommy, which made Wanda overjoyed. And Tommy’s first word he wanted to share with the world was banana, making you both laugh. He must have a favorite food.

A little after the twins their second birthday Wanda was making dinner in the kitchen while watching you play with the boys in the living room. That’s when she heard Tommy say, “Mama, mama, look!” before he did a silly dance. Tommy wasn’t looking to get her attention though. He had called you mama. When you just smiled at the boy and started dancing with him, Wanda knew she had to tell you how she felt.

So, after she had brought the twins to bed, she sat you down. “Can we talk?” She had asked, “Of course, what’s up Wands?” Wanda seemed nervous, which wasn’t like the Wanda you knew. “So, earlier I overheard Tommy call you mama.” You hadn’t realized hearing that had troubled Wanda, “Oh Wanda, I’m sorry. I didn’t know that would bother you, next time I will correct him.”

Wanda put her hand down on your knee, “No, no, that’s not it. Quite the opposite actually.” Wanda’s hand on your knee gave you butterflies in your stomach. “Y/n, you mean everything, and I wouldn’t want to do anything to ruin our friendship. But hearing Tommy say that made me realize that after all these years I just have to tell you, because I want you to be Tommy’s mama and Billy’s of course. Because y/n I love you, and.” You stopped Wanda’s rambling by kissing her. Your hand moved to the nape of her neck, pulling her in closer. When you felt her smile into the kiss, you did the same. When you pulled away for air you said, “I love you too Wanda, and I have since the first month I have known you. I’d love to be Billy and Tommy’s mama, but there’s one question left to ask first. Wands, do you want to be my girlfriend?” Wanda excitedly said yes.

And that’s how you officially became a family after all these years. Though in your hearts you will always count those first two years just the same. You were a family then and you would be a family for the rest of your lives.

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realcottonpicker · 1 year

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🙂 heyyyy I still don't know what jjk to write about still brainstorming. SO ! 😁 HERES SOME GENYA HCS !!!

Genya hcs 😁 !

Warnings : nothing just ¿Fluff? ( I think I don't know much I just started back writing and forgot everything) 😋

• genya isnt use to physical touch so when u hug or kiss him he legit turns into a flustered mess and stiff but after a while he will start to hug back.

Ex : you run to hug genya after he comes from a mission " Hi genya ! , I missed u " he completely shuts down he's frozen face like a tomato u realize what happened so u ask if he's ok , " h-huh ? Oh yeah " then proceeds to hug u back 😋🥰😍

• Doesn't like PDA as much so in private he loves to be clingy and loves gifting u ¿cheesy? things he'll usually ask mitsuri what to do and what gifts to get u so she takes him shopping for u etc .

( this is mitsuri for people who don't know 😁 )

Ex: mitsuri takes genya shopping for u and genya sees and a necklace he remembers u saying u liked and might consider buying it but he buys it because he wants to make u happy, plus it's on sale and mitsuri says it's a good choice and that he should put it in a little cute box for with a note before he leaves for a mission.!!

( sishskwlwjshs )

So he will leave u little boxes with necklaces , bracelets , hairpins , rings etc.

With a note that says " I'm going on a mission see u soon sweetheart , take care of yourself love you

- future husband , mitsuri "

And u absolutely love it and you always enjoy with he gets you little things and u often wear them !!!!!!!! 🤩🤩.

• he secretly loves when you kiss his scars and will legit melt and cry in your arms not forgetting to praise u 🤭 .

( poor genya 🥹 )

Ex : u and genya are laying on the couch watching your favorite show / movie [ insert favorite show or movie ] genya is laying on your lap turned towards the tv and the show/ movie has went on commercial u lean down slowly kissing genya's scars u see him start to tear up so you wipe his eyes until he turns his face into your lap crying " y/n I love you , I'm so thankful to have somebody so beautiful and thoughtful and kind as you , you always make me smile , this is the best relationship I've been in , I see why I choose you as my future wife your so kind and u make me comfortable and safe , I love you , I want to spend my life with u and have kids and wake up to your beautiful face every morning , I- " just as he was about to continue the show/ movie is back on u lean down to whisper. " I love u to genya , there is no want I will spend my life with you " he turns to face up smiling and places a small peck on your lips.

( didggssjsizu🤷👄🤷‍♀️🫶🏾👄💔😐🤦🏾‍♀️😮🤷🤷🍵🤦🏾‍♀️👄💔😍💔😭🤦🏾‍♀️🥰😀😐 )

( mini heart attach , kicking my feet in my bed writing this rn )

• tell him you love him every chance u get he will die and come back to life speechless 🤭🥹

Ex : genya is going to get some groceries and u decide to stay home and finish up some work ask he walks out the door u quickly run to the door " see you later genya , I love you " he freezes in his steps looking down his nose actually starts to bleed he turns and says " I love you too , see you later honey " you notice his nose " are you ok baby? , Your nose.." he looks down to be standing in his own blood " N-NOTHING " he turns and dashes off covering his nose " SEE YOU LATER BABE , I LOVE YOU " you chuckle as u see him wave and run faster.

He still acts if it's you guys first time saying I love u it's so cute 🌝🌝🌝🌝

• get him soaps , hairwash and sprays , body wash , Cologne etc he will use every last drop and not waste one

Ex : you are your shared futon as genya walks in the room , towel only covering his waist below he sits and you smell the all the new products you bought him last month and everyday from that night he uses all of it and when he goes to work he makes sure to spray your favorite perfume on him just in case , plus he loves to smell good.

Sadly this is the end of genya hcs I'm sorry that it's short it's just that I'm very unmotivated tbh

#genya x reader #genya my beloved #genya shinazugawa #genya deserves better #genya demon slayer #genya my dear #kimetsu no yaiba sanemi #sanemi x y/n #kny headcanons #kny x you #kny smut #demon slayer #tanjuro kamado #kimetsu zenitsu #inosuke hashiriba #nezuko komada

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scoutswritingcorner · 2 months

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The TV Made Me Do It

Vox x GN!Reader

TW:HORROR AND DARK FIC!! Talks about murder, hypnosis, alcoholism, mentioned abuse, nothing too detailed. MENTIONS OF SEWERSLIDE. DO NOT READ IF IT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE.

A/N: First time writing for Vox! So please don’t hate me! Also if anyone has any ideas for any horror related fics don’t be afraid to drop them in my Ask Box, just read my rules first please! Based on the song, ‘The TV made me do it’ By Moon Walker. SOMETHING ON THE SHORT SIDE SORRY-

Flashing blue and red lights filled your dark house, bringing the bottle to your lips. You took a long sip watching as the TV in front of you flashed with static and loud buzzing as a flash of a light blue grin was burned into its screen. Why wouldn’t he talk to you anymore? Did he get bored?

You didn’t blame him. You got bored too.

The banging on your front door was louder now and the bloodied knife that sat on your lap felt heavier than normal. Your eyes stayed glued to the TV screen as the door was kicked in allowing the bright lights to invade your home. You wanted to forget how you got in this position.

The day you got home from work was a normal one. Normal in the fact that the second you walked through the door you were being yelled at and a bottle was thrown at your head but missed significantly. Then they stormed up the stairs and started to yell at you as you cleaned up the pigsty that was your house, then it had hit you. You were being watched. Was someone else in the house? Was it your imagination?

You looked around once more and found nothing which made you frown, why was your tv on? You turned it off right before you started to clean. You walked over to the couch and grabbed the remote to turn it off but stopped seeing red eyes stare back at you. Was this just a sick prank? Why did it unnerve you? Walking back the eyes followed you unblinking. Then the tv flashed from different shows and channels spelling out the words, ‘turn..around…I’m…behind..you.’ Your heart dropped to your stomach as you watched the tv turn to static before you. You closed your eyes and turned around, only to be met by darkness and an empty wall.

Then..a laugh track sounded, the TV was laughing at you. It was mocking you, ‘Silly…human….such…a…fool.’ Your cheeks heated up in embarrassment as you stared back at the glowing red eyes and the now prominent blue sharp teeth that formed into a smile.

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It’s been like this for weeks. No sleep, just going to work, getting something thrown at your head or slapped across the face and then staying up at night to watch the tv mock you and your existence. It made you want to cry- you did cry some nights, it was too much. But then the mocking changed as you sat on the couch one night, drinking your spirits away. ‘..stop..drinking….you damn fool.’ You rolled your eyes but put the bottle down onto the coffee table, you wished to close your eyes and sleep forever. “Just leave me the fuck alone. All you’ve done is mock me every night, all night long. What the fuck do you want me to do?!” You yelled out tears collecting in your eyes as you looked down at the carpeted floor.

‘..pathetic.’ the tv mocked once more causing you to glare at it. “Oh yeah you wise fucker? Tell me what the hell am I supposed to do then?!” You snarled out standing up before going quiet as the phone in your kitchen rang, you sent one more glare towards the TV which was playing some old cowboy movie. Storming into the kitchen you grabbed the phone putting it to your ear.

“You’re losing yourself, Human..” The voice was rough but was so cheery that it reminded you of a celebrity. You could definitely hear the smirk plastered on the person's face or..was it a person? “Who is this?” You asked quietly, hearing footsteps upstairs, “..You’ve been talking to me through the tv for weeks…I think you should know by now.” The voice responded before chuckling as the footsteps ceased, “Such a sad sack of shit the world has become huh? Don’t you wish you could do something about it?” You paled at the words, “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I don’t? Please I’ve watched your ass sit on that couch drinking away your sorrows and sobbing out after every little fight. Telling me how you wish you could just fucking end that piece of shits life.” The voice on the other line called out and you sighed, staying silent. “I say do it. Kill the bastard.” That caught you off guard, “Wait no- I can’t-” You hissed, “You can. You just have to throw away your morals.” You look behind you and then out of the kitchen windows, the night looked so inviting the voice was right. You could do it but then what? You’d have to be on the run forever. Right?

“What do I do after?” You asked your hands clutching the phone like it was a life line. “Be on the run forever?” There was a soft chuckle from the other end of the line. “That’s up to you..but..if you decide to just..end it..I’ll be down here waiting for you. Besides..I always needed a co host.” Was..Was this mysterious voice flirting with you? Co-Host? Down there? What the fuck was it talking about??

“Down where exactly?” You asked, glancing at the knife drawer and there was a loud laugh from the other end of the line. “Oh you’ll find out shortly..just think about it. Remember..I’m watching.” Then at that the line went dead and you groaned, that didn’t answer any of your fucking questions.

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It was only a day later when you were staring into the dead eyes of your abuser, knife sticking out of their chest and a bruise forming on their neck. Your body covered in blood as you tore the knife out, slowly making your way downstairs and to the tv that was showing static, your tv friend had left. Your phone sat on the couch, screen showing texts from your closest friends. The friends that mocked you, told you that you were off your fucking rocker. ‘The tv can’t make you do anything.’

You walked to the kitchen to grab your favorite bottle of your poison, the phone rang once..twice..three times before it stopped and you made your way back to the couch. “I did it. If you care.” You called out to the tv, “Don’t think you do. You got what you wanted, no?” You brushed a bloodied hand through your hair and groaned, “Of course you don’t..you never did. I was a fool to think that you did.” You called out taking a sip from the bottle, sirens and bright lights flashing outside.

Looks like you were finally caught. “You’re a fucking bastard.” You hissed out, playing with the knife laying on your lap.

But he did care. He cared too much and he wanted you to be next to him so badly. He’d just have to wait a little longer.

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel imagine #gn reader #hazbin hotel vox #vox #hazbin vox #vox x reader #vox the tv demon #vox x you #vox x y/n

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skzooweemama · 9 months

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Tickle Fights with SKZ!!

(Maknae Line)

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here’s pt 2! if y’all like my writing, plz leave me some requests in my ask box!

t-word, fluff, and spice accepted ;)

(just no solely member x member stuff plz!)

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Han:

- is either a massive goofball or needs to be cheered up

- when he’s feeling goofy, he tries to be extra annoying in order to get a rise out of you

- he’ll get all whiny, calling you baby and being extra clingy

- when you can’t take anymore and attack him, he knows he’s succeeded

- these fun, goofy tickle fights usually end in him getting wrecked while trying to get the upper hand

- he really needs a better system for this kind of stuff

- his worst spots are his hips and sides

- rough tickles really humble him, so they’re perfect to use when he’s being loud and obnoxious

- definitely a screamer before he breaks into really deep belly laughs

- his face gets all scrunched up and his smile is so wide

- it’s way too cute, plz don’t die from the sight of it

- at some point, he will decide he’s had enough and then you better watch yourself

- he’s clever and his teasing is top notch

- will have you blushing and flustered immediately, which makes whatever he has planned so so so much worse

- now- if we’re talking about cheer up tickles… those look a little different

- usually it’s been a long time coming, with stress from his work taking its toll on both of you

- one night, he comes home completely exhausted and just collapses into bed when he gets the chance

- and of course, as soon has he is close to you and can unwind, he gets a bit teary eyed

- you always let him show his emotions around you, always

- however, that doesn’t mean you want him to keep crying

- tracing shapes into his back and lightly squeezing at his sides is sure to get him giggling lightly, his head buried in your neck

- then you two can talk about what’s on his mind and find a solution together now that he’s calmed down

- these moments between the two of you are so soft and loving

- trust that he’ll do the same for you when you feel down 🫶

Felix:

- such a cute little cuddle bug!!

- he always wants affection from you, always

- sometimes he’s just too cute and you can’t help yourselfff

- like when you’re cuddled up on the couch together, his back resting against your chest while you run your hands through his hair

- felix tends to get bored of movies part way through them, so if you’re watching a movie, trust he’s getting distracted by trying to capture your attention

- he says your name in funny voices, trying to draw your eyes away from the TV and to him

- when that doesn’t work, he’s squirming to reposition himself, nuzzling into your neck

- his fluffy hair tickles like crazy, and you shy away from his touch

- he ends up realizing this and following you like a little tease

- this is when it’s appropriate to hug him close to you and dig your fingers into his stomach as he’s pressed against you

- he’s beyond ticklish there, and will quickly throw his head back, biting his lip to try and stop his laughter

- of course, when you vibrate your fingers riiiight by his belly button… he’s gonna go ballistic

- he screams and thrashes around (be careful!!), pulling at your arms and kicking out

- his face gets sooo red and he tries to hide from you when this happens (don’t worry, his ears get red too so you know 🫶)

- his laugh can range from a shrieky higher pitch to his lower belly laughs, and even soft giggles

- all of it is cute so you should def explore which tickle spots produce which noise

- (and honestly… he kinda likes it…)

- but watch out! this aussie is not one to go down without a fight

- as soon as he gathers his bearings, he’s digging into your hips, sides, ribs, whatever he can reach

- you’re gonna need some real endurance if you wanna outlast him

- my advice, get on top of him and try to keep his hands out of the way so you can wreck him freely

- afterwards, expect cuddles (regardless of if you won or not) and some choice words thrown your direction (ie. “cunt”)

- (if he’s too disrespectful, just tickle him again!)

- he’s just the cutest i wanna hug him :(((

Seungmin:

- this man is such a menace

- and ik everyoneee says this, but it’s so true

- he is downright evil sometimes

- he will just get random bouts of energy, and how does he use it?

- tickle fights.

- literally, this kind of stuff happens so often.

- especially if you somehow provoke him

- “okay, then i won’t provoke him”

- nice try, that doesn’t work

- when he’s in one of his moods, anything provokes him

- you looked at him wrong, you didn’t hug him for long enough, you used the wrong word when trying to explain something

- all of these are past excuses for his attacks

- the most recent excuse, however, is something even more ridiculous

- the two of you were sitting together on the couch, scrolling on your phones in comfortable silence

- he reaches over to pat your leg, before asking “what should we get for dinner?”

- after thinking for a moment, you casually replied “Bibimbap”, not even looking up from your phone

- usually that would be fine, especially because he loves eggs and a good, hearty meal

- right now, that answer is wrong. he’s craving japchae- how could you not know?

- “no.” he says simply

- “no?” you look up at him, confused, before seeing that look on his face

- run. run fast. because he’s on you before you can blink

- talks about how mean you are to him while he takes advantage of every single tickle spot you have (even if you don’t have one, yes you do, he’ll find it)

- “i wanted japchae, how can you not know that?”, “seriously, do you even know me? or like me?”, “i’m not sure this is forgivable, you know?”

- says all of this while destroying you, laughing his mocking laugh at you as you squirm and shriek

- now, we all know every skz member is ticklish, and seungmin is no exception to this fact

- his stomach and sides are his bad spots, so if you find that he’s distracted while laughing at you… you might wanna make him laugh for a different reason

- he didn’t bother to pin your hands after all

- as soon as you squeeze at his belly, he lets out an “ahh!” before falling into his signature laugh

- he won’t stop tickling you, but he’s significantly weakened by your counter attack

- this will probably continue until one of you concedes on what to have for dinner 🥲

- it’s okay tho, bc who doesn’t wanna listen to his laugh? he’s just too cute?

I.N:

- our maknae on top and not-so baby bread 🥹

- he is stupid ticklish

- which usually isn’t an issue bc he doesn’t like touching in the first place

- but you… you’re different

- he craves attention from you (but that’s too embarrassing so he’ll never admit it)

- when you hug him or want to cuddle… who is he to deny you?

- which is how he ended up in this predicament, with you laying on his chest, tracing shapes into his abs absentmindedly

- it’s the early morning and you’re still half asleep, and the regular motion of your finger against his skin is making you drowsy again

- jeongin, however, is literally dying

- it tickles so bad and it’s all he can do to stop himself from screaming and throwing you off of him

- your finger accidentally trails too far up his ribs and he bucks beneath you, jolting you awake

- a sly smile spreads across your lips and you turn your gaze up to him

- “is someone ticklish?” you ask, almost innocently if not for the predatory look in your eye

- he freezes, eyes wide, and shakes his head “no” immediately

- you walk two fingers up his torso, up, up, up, until you’re at the spot juuust below his underarms

- “i… don’t believe you.” with that, you’re digging right into the spot, giggling teasingly

- he. loses. his. shit.

- screaming, laughing, thrashing, crying, and begging

- his laugh is loud. it’s squeaky. it’s silent. then it’s back with a vengeance

- no one has ever been this ticklish

- honestly, don’t even worry about him getting you back, he’s gone

- apologizing, babbling about how bad it is, accidentally insulting you (you make him sorry for that one)

- by the time you’re done, tears are streaming down his face, the bed is a mess, he’s half on the floor, and you’re sitting on top of him lost in a giggle fit of your own

- he’s really embarrassed, so you’re lucky he likes you so much or else he’d never forgive you

- he won’t try to get revenge, but he does make you do favors for him in order to make up for the tickle attack

- so not really a fight as much as a KO by you

- congrats on that one slugger 😤

#skz tickle #stray kids fluff #stray kids x reader #skz x reader #stray kids tickle #han jisung x reader #felix x reader #i.n x reader #jeongin x reader #seungmin x reader #kpop tickle #skz fluff #fluff #skzooweemama.writes

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earthry · 10 months

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Papas and a Reader with Depression (Headcanons)

The Papas and if they had a beloved struggling with depression. Sending love to all my readers, take care.

sfw, tw depression, hurt/comfort, self indulgent, disclaimer this is all based on my own experience with my depression and anxiety— other experiences may be different.

Primo

When you have trouble getting out of bed, he'll leave some calming tea by your bedside table. Sometimes it's lavender, sometimes its chamomile. He'll wait for you to tell him what you need, not wanting to overwhelm or crowd you.

If you want alone time, he’ll leave with a soft kiss to your forehead and a reminder that he’s there for you if you need him. You can always change your mind and ask for his comfort and company later if you'd like. Or if you just need a whole day or two or more to decompress, to recharge, he'll leave you to your own devices with the exception of checking in every so often to leave another cup of tea or to offer you a snack.

If you don't want to be alone, he'll stay by your side and hold you. Let you lay against his chest with your head tucked into his shoulder as you ramble or vent. If you need to cry, he'll encourage you not to bottle it up.

He’ll make sure you’re showered, especially if it’s been a few days. He’ll remind you that it’s important to take care of your own body but will never fault you for not having the energy. Even if you’ve worn the same clothes for days or weeks— he’d never judge you for it.

Secondo

At first he didn’t quite know what to do besides hold you when you were sad and let you be when you told him to leave you alone. Now however, he knows when you tell him to leave you alone or that you’re okay, what you really need is a hug and a reminder that it’s okay to be upset and have feelings. It’s okay to be down. He’ll let you cry for however long you need and will fetch a box of tissues and a glass of water to make sure you’re hydrated.

Sometimes when you’re all cried out you don’t necessary feel immediately better. Sometimes it’s a relief to let it out but that feeling of hopelessness doesn’t fade completely. You’re left tired and drained and that’s when Secondo will carry you to bed and turn your favorite comfort show or movie on.

He’ll turn the lights off so it’s just the light of the TV filling the room and turn the sound on low so you don’t feel overstimulated. He’ll let you lay against his chest and comfortingly rub your back as you take time to recharge.

Whether it be scrolling on your phone for comfort and/or distraction or hugging a stuffie to your chest as you half doze and half watch your show, he’ll sit in comfortable silence with you until you’re okay again or until you fall asleep (although he usually follows soon after).

Terzo

Everything feels overwhelming and helpless— it feels like things will never get better and never change no matter what you do. You try to explain this to Terzo, hiccuping through soft sobs as he gathers you into his arms. He understands, and he’ll listen to you as long as you need. He may be very dramatic and flirty at times but when it comes to you he never plays around. He always validates your feelings and makes you feel seen and not alone.

Understands that when you’re having a rough time or you are anxious or stressed, you often lose your appetite or have trouble eating. In this case, he will always have your favorite comfort foods at the ready, or the ingredients to make them— he’ll never say no if you ask him to make a comfort food when you’re struggling. Each time he serves you, there will be a little sticky note with hearts and affirmations on the tray.

Copia

Gives the best hugs and will always sit down and hold your hand and let you tell him what’s wrong. Sometimes there’s nothing inherently wrong; or nothing that can be fixed, and in those times distractions from all the bad things in your head is sometimes the best answer and Copia excels at it.

He’ll invite you to play video games or watch sappy romcoms or bad horror movies or comedy action films (whichever one is more your style/preference). Sometimes he’ll let you play with his rats or help him clean or organize their cage to keep you busy. Or he’ll let you tag along as he runs errands around the Ministry— even if you don’t talk the entire time or engage in conversation.

Sometimes you have trouble sleeping at night, unable to keep your head from thinking a billion different things at once. On these nights, Copia will hold you tucked against him. Sometimes he’ll talk to you in quiet tones, other times he’ll softly sing until you drift off. Even if it means singing the same song a hundred times, if it soothes you and makes you feel better, he’ll sing it a hundred times and a hundred times more after that.

Keeps comfort snacks and drinks around for you, next to his own comfort snacks. Keeps a basket in his room full of fidget toys and always encourages you to take one if you need, especially when you are talking about a tough subject or feeling emotional.

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🛫Wherever You Are🛬

Summary: Torn in two, And I know I shouldn't tell you. But I just can't stop thinking of you, Wherever you are. You. Wherever you are; Every night I almost call you. Just to say it always will be you…Wherever you are

Member: Jeongin x Reader

T/W: Break Up, arguments, crying, heartbreak, ANGST…, swearing, yelling, sad ending, ghosting, Long distance relationship, neglect, ambiguous aged female (17-22), emotional manipulation.

Word Count: 3.2K

For a while we pretended, that we never had to end it but we knew we'd have to say goodbye…You were crying at the airport when they finally closed the plane door; I could barely hold it all inside……

“Is that everything?” Y/N asked as she looked around her packed-up room. Boxes stacked by her door as she rolled her suitcase toward the door placing it beside the boxes as she heard Jeomgin huff from his seat on her bed. “Yeah….” He grumbles “Don't sound so happy about it.” she rolls her eyes as he crosses his arms over his chest. A frustrated scowl on his expression. Her heartaches as she pouts; taking hesitant steps toward her boyfriend. He gives her a side eye as she stands in front of him.

“Don't be like that…you act like I have a choice here….”

Jeongin pouts at her words allowing his hands to fall to his sides. “No…I know but—sigh—this seems so hard. How do you expect me to be okay with this, Y/N?” his voice is laced with hurt. Y/N didn't know how to answer him. She, herself wasn't okay with this situation but, her family was moving to America for her father's job. It was an amazing opportunity for her family to experience things they had only heard about or seen in movies and TV shows. She'd even managed to get into the engineering department at NYU but, the last thing she wanted to do was leave Jeongin behind. Though his schedule was hectic, Jeongin had always made sure you felt like his priority. You guys had been together for a little over 3 years now, and he had already achieved his dream before he'd met you; but Jeongin knew America, specifically New York University was yours. You had suggested remaining in Seoul and going to Seoul National University to your parents but they firmly (and vulgarly) declined.

Y/N stared at Jeongin with sad guilt-filled eyes. “I'm sorry, but it's only for 2 years. When you guys come to New York on tour, I'll be the first one to buy tickets and come see you and I'll fly back whenever I can. Don't be mad at me….” She pleads as she holds Jeongin’s hand in hers. Jeongin stares back at her in return. With a painfilled pout on his lips, as his eyes are glossy, he removes his right hand from your grasp caressing your cheek as he sighs. “I'm not mad at you, I'm just trying to be okay with this. I don't want to make this so hard it's just….2 years…I know you told me months ago and I understand this is your dream and a great opportunity for your dad but…2 years away from you? 2 years of not being able to see you whenever I want? I love you so much; you know how hard my tours are for me when I have to be away from you and tomorrow starts a 2-year countdown until we're able to get back together?” Jeongin’s voice cracks as he wraps his arms around your waist resting his forehead on your stomach as he tries to steady his breathing.

“It's not like we're breaking up…” Y/N stammered “I'll visit on breaks and you guys go to New York a lot. It won't be a full 2 years apart, please trust me…I love you; I don't want this to end…” her voice is just above a whisper as her hand finds its way into Jeongin’s hair. He looks up at her with a puppy-dog expression “N-No… that's not what I meant—of course we aren't breaking up. I'm just—the reality is just setting in case you're leaving tomorrow that's all…” He states as his left hand grasps hers turning her around and pulling her into his lap. He rests his head on her right shoulder; he buries his nose in her neck trying to engrave her scent in his nostrils. “I.Nnie~” Y/N whispers and he shushes her in response.

“Let's just stay like this for a second….please? I need this…just one second…” Jeongin whispers desperately; Y/N relaxes in his arms as they sit there trying to hold back the heartbreak they were both feeling from this

Torn in two; And I know I shouldn't tell you but I just can't stop thinking of you….

Moving to America proved to be a major culture shock, though Y/Ns parents had excelled at English due to her father being both from America and a corporate bureaucrat and her mother being a language professor at Yeonsei University before her retirement. They had adjusted well but for Y/N, someone who only managed to just barely pass English class in high school, it was intimidating to now be completely surrounded by it. Not only that but she learned that New York was a melting pot of cultures in the months that she had lived here so there were many other languages she did not know nor understand. She had managed to pick up more and more words as she made more English-speaking friends who could help her. After about 6 months of vigorous studying, she began to pick up bits and pieces of her professor's lectures without the help of her interpreter.

If only she could have the same excitement about seeing Jeongin for the first time since she had left. Stray kids was about to start the U.S. leg of their tour with their first stop being the big apple. And while Y/Ns ability to speak with more and more Americans grew, the ability to speak to her boyfriend dwindled. While she managed to text him at least once or twice every coupled of days or so, his response times would vary from the next day to not at all. Video chat dates and phone calls all but disappeared, and her heart longed for Jeongin most days. Her smile never fully reached her eyes while she was out with her new friends, knowing everything she wanted to share with Jeongin would be met with utter silence or a ‘thats great babe, Love you’. Y/N wasn't sure what to do anymore. While she understood they began comeback season then award season following but in the past Jeonging never felt this….far away.

Y/N laid in bed as she texted Jeongin once more.

I miss you…call me when you can😘

To her surprise it was read almost immediately; noticing those familiar 3 dots indicating he was typing. Y/N’s heart races when a message pops up from him:

I miss you too, video chat in like 10?

An involuntary smile forms on her lips as she reads the message, sitting up in bed she turns on the lamp on her nightstand. Her hands shake as she waits for his call. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had last seen his face when they talked. 2 weeks? A month? Maybe more; time blended together for her. She watched as the time ticked on; 5 minutes turned to 10. 10 to 15. Her heart ached as she watched the time go by. She wished she could use the time difference as an excuse but it was 11 AM in Seoul. She contemplated calling him when 30 minutes had gone by. She sighed to herself.

That just didn't feel worth it anymore….She thought to herself. Her thoughts were constantly filled with thoughts and images of Jeongin yet, it felt like he had left her behind. She held back tears as she saw the clock hit the one-hour mark and she chose to stop waiting. Turning off the lamp she lays in bed, turning her phone off, she closes her eyes allowing her tears to fall and disappointment to fill her stomach. There's a sharp twisting feeling in her gut as she slowly comes to the realization; that no matter what they had wished for Y/N and Jeongin were supposed to end when she left Korea…..

The next morning Y/N woke with a start; her head feeling groggy as she tried to recall when she had fallen asleep. Turning on her phone she sits up in bed as a barrage of texts and missed video calls from Jeongin came through her phone. She sighs to herself as she swipes the notifications away.

Not today… she thinks to herself I need time….

She takes a few hours wandering around the city before settling at Central Park. Her headphones sitting in her ears as she imagines Jeongin beside her; a bright smile plastered on his lips. A buzzing in her hand pulls her out of her thoughts as she answers the call thoughtlessly. That familiar melodic voice rings through the phone making her freeze “Finally, you answer!” Jeongin chuckles “Didn't know it'd be so hard to get in touch with you..” Y/N could tell he meant it as a joke so she brushed off the slight anger she felt.

“Yeah…” she sighs “Been out and about…I thought you were going to call me last night?” she continues, her tone is hesitant when she poses the question. “Yeah, sorry I got sidetracked Felix-Hyung wanted me to play a game with him. I tried to call you after though” he tries to laugh it off. Y/N’s blood boils at his words “I had already fallen asleep by that point, Jeongin…” She grits as she fumbles with her water bottle taking a sip as she watches the free-going pedestrians around her. The lively hustle and bustle of city life going on around her while she felt this heavy grey South Korea shapes cloud over her head. “Oh, the time difference is still a little weird getting used to…” he brushes you off casually “Anyway, we're coming to New York in two weeks. I want to see you, I'll text you my hotel and stuff” He states excitedly. Y/N grits her teeth as she clenches her left hand in her lap.

Is he serious? She thinks to herself He can't be serious…

“Are you joking?”

“What? No. We’ll be there in two weeks why would it be possibly joking?”

“Jeongin, do you really think I want to see you? When was the last time I talked to you? When's the last time you actually showed any interest in me?” Y/N snaps, her anger boiling over at his nonchalant response. Jeongin sat quietly for a moment, She heard him let out a couple of deep heavy breaths. “Y/N, If you're having a bad day please don't take it out on me, okay? I'm always interested in you—why wouldn't I be?” He states trying to remain calm and not feed into an argument. “No, I'm not having a bad day. Honestly Jeongin, I'm just so tired..” Y/N trails “You should get some rest then” Jeongin suggests innocently.

“No, I'm tired of this. Us. I'm tired of being the only one thing trying to keep this going. I'm tired of being the only one fighting for us—Jeongin, Let's break up” Y/N explains panickedly. “What?! No! Y/N what are you saying?” Jeongin stammer nervously.

“I'm not going to see you when you come to New York. I'm sorry Jeongin” Y/N states definitively “Y/N, wait…please don—” Jeongin’s plea is cut off by Y/N ending the call. She lifts herself from the bench as she walks through the park toward the exit. Her eyes were cascading tears yet, it felt like that storm cloud remained in the park above that bench as she felt the sun shine down on her kissing her skin.

I could fly a thousand oceans; but there's nothing that compares to what we had, and so I walk alone. I wish I didn't have to be gone; Maybe you've already moved on. But the truth is I don't want to know…

Jeongin’s heart ached as he rested his head on the van window. His members' excited cheers and conversations are drowned out by his thoughts. She was somewhere out there in this sea of buildings. His heart was roaming around this city, without him. He blinked away the familiar tears as he pouted behind his face mask. He longed to call her. Oh, how he wished he could turn back time. He'd have called you that night; he'd have called you every single moment he had away from work if he knew that this would be how everything would turn out.

In the two long weeks since Y/N had cut off contact with him, he wondered Is this how she felt? Is this how she felt when life was going on around her and the first person she wanted to call was him?

He hated the dull ache that sat heavily in his chest as he let his mind wander. Was she happier now? Did he hold her back? Did she still love him? Has she moved on? He felt nauseous at the thought. He should have tried harder, he should have done more. Something. Anything to have prevented this painful ache in his chest. He missed her so much. He loved her more than anything and due to his own stupidity he lost her. What was he supposed to do? She had blocked his number after a couple of days of him bombarding her with calls and texts pleading for an explanation. How he wished to hear her voice again. He couldn’t feel the same level of excitement as his members as they exited their van and entered the hotel lobby. Jeongin hung behind the rest as they checked in.

What were you doing right now?

Torn in two and I know I shouldn't tell you but I just can't stop thinking of you…..Wherever you are….You….Wherever you are. Every night I almost call you to say it always will be you Wherever you are……

Jeongin lay in the hotel room as he stared at his phone. He had changed his phone number for this moment. He felt anxious as he tried to find the courage to call Y/N. He struggled between calling her and begging for you to take him back; or, somehow figuring out how to get to NYU and walking the two blocks to your house from there. From what the GPS in his phone was telling him he was only a 30-minute walk away. His heart raced as he contemplated his options. His chest felt heavier the longer he spent without you. His smile and happiness left when you did. He missed her so much, Y/N breaking up with him became the most sudden and unexpected heartbreaking experience of his life.

The 3 years they had spent together became his new dream. If he'd known that night before you left, that he only had her for another 6 months; he would have cherished every second he had left. He would have memorized the way her lips curled into a smile when she rambled.

He would have held onto her so tightly that she wouldn't have been able to walk away.

You can say we'll be together, Someday. Nothing lasts forever, Nothing stays the same; So why can't I stop feeling this way……Torn in two and I know I shouldn't tell you but I just can't stop thinking of……… you

Y/N sat on the couch watching TV as she petted the new cat, Lola, her mother had gotten. She smiled brightly at the ash-colored cat. Its long fluffy fur tickles her fingertips as she waits for her mother to return. Hearing a knock on the door, Y/N places Lola on the couch beside her before making her way to the front door. She jokes to the cat in English assuming her mother has forgotten her key again “She's going to lose her head one-day” Y/N laughs to herself as she opens the door “Eomma, you need a better key……ring” her voice trails at the end of her sentence as she comes face to face with Jeongin. It felt like time stopped as their eyes met. Jeongin looked at her with a pained hopeful expression.

“Y/N…” he breathes out as he takes a step toward her; his hands lifting from his side trying to grasp her waist. Y/N’s heart sunk to her stomach as she takes a step back. “Jeongin….what are you doing here?” she asks nervously as she looks around. “I-I wanted to see you. I told you we had a show here” he stammered lightheartedly trying to repress the overwhelming need to take you into his arms. Y/N shakes her head at his words “I don't know why you'd come here….”

Jeongin looks at her with heartbreak and disbelief. “Y/N, I understand you're mad at me but please, just give me a chance to fix things…”

“Why? You had a chance to fix things, Jeongin”

“I-I didn't know things needed to be fixed…”

Y/N scoffs at his words, her eyes narrowing into a scowl. He didn't know? HE DIDN'T KNOW?! Y/N internally rages “You didn't know?” she asks haphazardly trying to make sense of such a nonsensical statement from her ex. The innocent puppy dog pout on his face makes her anger continue to take hold of her. “How could you not know? We barely talked. You never answered my calls or texts Jeongin”

“I just got caught up with the guys, I didn't intentionally do those things. I—sigh—honestly, I was having so much fun making this album it didn't really cross my mind…”

“So you forgot about me then?” Y/N sneers. Jeongin gives her a look of horror as he shakes his head in denial. “Y/N, No…I would nev—Well what else would you call it then?” Y/N cuts him off. Jeongin looks around nervously as if the answer would magically pop up. He sighs running his left hand through his hair. “It's not that simple…” He states sadly. Y/N rolls her eyes at his words as she grips the door tightly. “But it is though, it is simple. You either forgot about me, or you didn't care enough to actually try. Either way, I'm not dealing with it anymore. I'm not just some toy you put on a shelf to pick up when you finally remember you have it. I loved you. I spent 3 years with you and it took only 6 months away from you to figure out how you actually feel about me. You loved me in Korea but in America I'm forgettable. Have a nice life, Jeongin” Y/N snaps as she allows the door to slam closed as she finishes speaking. Locking the door behind her she lets out a sigh of relief.

Jeongin stared at her door for a few moments before walking away in defeat allowing his mind to wander. He hadn't expected her verbal assault but, he couldn't say he didn't deserve it. Y/N was right for the most part. He hadn't tried, ever since she had moved here, Jeongin felt his creative juices flowing from longing for her return. He had secretly been keeping a countdown since he had found out the date they'd be coming to New York. He planned everything mentally for weeks. When he finally came to his senses; Y/N brutally ripped his heart out. Again, he had deserved it…but she was wrong about one thing. She was never someone he could forget about, it felt like no matter what her image would be burned into his mind.

Wherever you are

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