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saddestsquid · 2 months

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Hopeless Romantic! König <3

Summary: Hopeless Romantic König who meets you at a park and finds love at first sight to be true. You two enjoy a cute date until he takes you home and gives you one last treat ;)

Words: 2342

Warnings: 18+, overstim, König eats F!Reader out, fingering, fluff to smut, praise, cute romance, squirting, certified munch König !!

He feels like an idiot standing there in the scenic park, awkwardly holding a bouquet of fresh pink roses. He’d picked them out specially for her, and took the time to sprinkle glitter onto the beautiful petals, but it was all for nothing. All his effort went to waste as the poor guy got stood up.

Wallowing in his own shame, he barely noticed someone yelling in the distance until it got closer. He finally snapped out of his trance to see a dog running straight at him. He bent down and stopped the panting golden retriever, caught off guard but smiling and petting it.

“Rover! Oh thank gosh…” He thought it might be the angels themselves speaking when he heard that voice, but he looked up to see nothing but a beautiful woman with a relieved expression. Looking at her closely, he figured perhaps he was looking at an angel.

“Thank you for stopping him, he just runs straight off whenever I let him off leash.” You apologized breathlessly.

König smiled, and found himself forgetting the failed date entirely as he got lost in your eyes. “It’s not a problem, he’s quite adorable.” He responded, and he noticed your eyes widen the tiniest bit at his unfamiliar accent.

“C’mere Rovey,” You cooed, and König’s heart pounded in his chest. The dog trotted straight into your arms and sat still while you hooked the leash back onto his collar. Gosh, what König would give for your sweet voice to be directed onto him like that.

König stood up and you followed suit after making sure your pooch’s collar was secure, and he didn’t miss the way your jaw dropped when you noticed his towering height. Seriously, what are they feeding this man??

You blushed and suddenly felt shy in the presence of this not only polite but incredibly tall man. He was handsome too, with alluring blue eyes that stared at you with such intensity you had to look away.

Only then did you notice the fallen bouquet.

“Oh! Is this yours? I’m so sorry, did Rover knock it out of your hands-“ you apologized profusely and picked the shimmering bouquet up, handing it back to him. He didn’t give a flying fuck about the fact it fell on the ground tho, he didn’t even notice since he’d been so focused on staring at you.

He shook his head and didn’t bother taking it out of your hands. “No no, no worries. I uhm…I don’t even need it anymore anyways, my date didn’t show up.” He admited with a sigh.

He regretted telling you the moment your expression turned upset. “That’s horrible, I’m sorry.” You muttered sadly, and he felt the desperate need to make you smile again. “Well this is beautifully made, too bad I couldn’t have been your date.” You joked, trying to lighten the mood but being completely honest.

He stared down at you and blushed as well, “You don’t mean that.” He denied.

“but I do! I would give anything for someone to put this much effort into something just for me.” You admitted, smiling up at him and giggling until you noticed his expression seemed serious.

“Anyone who hasn’t already is a mad man.” He said with a genuine smile, and took the bouquet out of your hands only to offer it back to you. “Little—Rover, was it?—seems to want to explore the park. So, why don’t we all go for a stroll Ja? Rover, me, and…..” He trailed off, so you told him your name.

“And you are?”

“König.” He announced, his addicting accent shining through when he said it.

“Well König…..I don’t see why not.” You accepted his offer and the flowers with a gentle smile that he found himself wanting to see for the rest of his life.

His awful day just got a whole lot better.

You both spent the day walking around the lovely park, with you having to take twice as many steps just to catch up, which only proved to make him cackle. You admired the ponds and threw sticks for Rover, trusting that König and his long legs could catch up to the hound if he ran too far. He told you about how Austrians typically love to walk everywhere, and you followed up with about a hundred questions about his home country. You even got ice cream, which gave König all types of thoughts when he watched you wipe off the dripping white cream from your lips. He assumed you didn’t notice his stare and flushed cheeks, but you definitely did. Not so much of a gentleman now, hm?

Finally, when it was dark and the park became quiet you both decided to head home. When exchanging numbers you mentioned how you had to walk back to your house since you walked here with your pup earlier in the day for exercise, and König was not having any of that.

“Nein, it’s much too dangerous at night.” he shook his head, leaving no room for argument. “I will give you and your golden a ride home, it’s not a problem.”

“Really König, it’s okay. I don’t want Rovers hair getting all over your seats.” You whined.

“And I don’t want you getting kidnapped off the side of the street Maus, which sounds worse to you?” He asked, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow.

You tried to argue but came up with nothing and sighed in defeat. “Fine, I’ll let you be annoyingly nice….” You pouted, and he laughed while opening the door for Rover to jump in the back—probably a sign you need a more protective dog if he didn’t even hesitate going in somewhere unfamiliar—and the passenger door for you.

You gave him directions like his own little passenger princess, looking tiny in the truck that must’ve been specially made to fit someone as giant as him. You dreaded the moment when he pulled into your driveway meaning you two had to part. You’d only met him a few hours ago, yet it felt like you’ve known him for years.

“Have a good night, liebling.” He got out to help you let Rover out and walk you to your door, but before he could turn around to head back to his truck you stopped him. “Actually, would you like to come in?” You offered, setting down the flowers on your counter and smiling suggestively.

He turned beet red like he did at the ice cream stand, but nodded quickly. You giggled and grabbed his hand to drag him inside, pressing your lips together as soon as the front door was closed and Rover was sleeping further away in the middle of the kitchen floor. (Don’t get nasty infront of your pets guys!! They can get scarred for life too ok 😣)

“Jump.” He ordered, and you did as he said and leaped into the air. He caught you with ease, hands grabbing onto the back of your thighs and squeezing the soft flesh.

He stumbled around for a moment, overly caught up in your make out session but eventually finding your bedroom. He dropped you flat on your back on the bed, kissing at your neck and seeing which spots got the biggest reactions out of you to start sucking hickeys into.

You moaned and writhed, begging him to do something, and like the gentleman he is, he decided to help you out and tugged down your bottoms, rubbing circles onto your clit through your panties.

He grabbed your ankles and tugged you to the edge of the bed, spreading your legs wide for him to fit his broad shoulders between. He bit and sucked deep purple marks into your sensitive thighs, watching them writhe in his grasp.

“König- fuck, please!” You begged, tho you weren’t even completely sure what you were begging for.

“What is it Maus? Tell me what you need.” He asked while pressing kisses up your thigh, leaving love-bites dangerously close to where you needed his mouth most.

“Want…..want your mouth on me. Or your fingers or- ngh! Anything please König- please!” You cried out, already begging pathetically for his touch.

With a devilish smirk he finally tugged down your panties. You clenched around nothing at the cold air and the look of admiration in his eyes as he stared down your cunt.

“Such a pretty pussy….” he mumbled, “all this just for me sweetheart?” He asked, gathering your slick on his fingers.

You turned your neck and buried your face in your pillow in embarrassment but he just reached up to grab your chin and turned you to look at him. “Eyes on me.”

Finally satisfied with your pretty eyes gazing down at him, König delved into your cunt, gripping your thighs and shoving you impossibly closer like he wanted to devour you whole.

Your moans and choked out whines served as fuel for him while he ate you out like a man starved, his big hooked nose bumping into your clit making you shake and arch your back off the soft sheets.

He dives his tongue into your entrance to fully taste you, and the satisfied hum he releases vibrates in your core and leaves you a leaking, panting mess as he licks you up like your the last bit of water on the Sahara ground.

He licks a stripe up your pussy until he gets to your clit and starts sucking on it. He’s shameless to the sloppy wet sounds he’s making while he rolls the engorged bud on his tongue and prods a thick finger at your hole. You squirm at how big just the one is—about the size of at least two of yours, maybe more—but you welcome it in with a loud moan of his name. You were already dangerously close by the time he had his mouth on you, but the feeling of just one of his thick fingers slamming into you while he starts to tease another in has you crying out to the stars and cumming all over his hand.

“That’s it schatz….just like that, mein gott you look so gorgeous when you’re cumming, Ich möchte für immer zwischen deinen Schenkeln bleiben.” He praised you, still pumping his two fingers into your clenching cunt to ride out your high for as long as possible.

He pulls his fingers out and licks them clean, leaning down to lick up any of your arousal that spilled onto your thighs. When you finally opened your eyes you noticed him staring at you darkly, and the expression made heat pool in your gut.

“W-what?” You asked, half nervous-half turned on. You went to close your legs but he gripped your marked up thighs and laid your legs over his shoulders to have even better access to your soaked cunny.

“Oh we’re not even close to done prinzessin.” He announced with a smirk before sinking three fingers straight back into your pussy, fully intent on making you squirt for him.

You gasped and nearly choked on your words, “wha-y hah-“ you moaned and twitched in overstimulation until he slowed.

“Tell me to stop.” It was a question; not an order.

Tears leaked down your flushed cheeks but you gasped out; “keep going” and he smiled, the whole bottom half of his face dripping. He wasted no time diving straight back in, inhaling your scent. “Mit Vergnügen, mein bedürftiges kleines Häschen.” He mumbled into your clit, not even bothering to speak English anymore as he knew your fucked out brain could barely comprehend anything. Four of his large digits split you open, grinding and prodding farther into you than you could ever reach on your own. Without much time he found that sensitive bundle of nerves, and you didn’t fail to let him know when you cried out and scratched at your sheets, chanting his name like a mantra.

“König- ah- KönigKönigKönigKönigpleasefuck- pleasepleaseKönig plea- hah . .!..” You moaned, fisting the sheets desperately.

He relentlessly abused that spot, slamming his fingers into you over and over and teasing your folds with the other hand. He messily sucked on your clit, circling it with his tongue like a lollipop, using every part of himself for your pleasure.

“Come on my gorgeous liebling, mein diamant, mein perfekter Schatz, come for me. Squirt all over my fingers.” He begged, voice whiny and muffled into your pussy while he continued his relentless assault on your puffy cunt.

“Kö….gonna- fuck m’gonna-“ You managed to stutter out the warning between moans.

“Go on hase, let go. I’ve got you, go ahead.” He encouraged, ravishing your sweet cunny until you were squirting all over his face with a choked out scream, whole body trembling. You were stuck between running away from the burning pleasure and shoving yourself closer, but luckily you didn’t have to decide as he had you pinned down, groaning into your pussy.

Your vision went blank for a few moments, but you came back when you felt him still lapping lazily at your folds until you were whining and shoving him away. He pouted but stood up to fall onto the bed beside you, pulling your spent body into him and engulfing you like you were a teddy bear.

You giggled and pressed a kiss onto his glistening lips, tasting yourself on them. “Not to sound like a jerk or anything, but I’m glad you got stood up.” You joked.

“Mm, I agree. That was the best, most unplanned date I’ve ever been on.” He bantered back with a cheeky grin.

You rolled your eyes, but then smiled sincerely. “Yeah, it was. I’m really glad I met you Kö.”

His pupils dilated adorably, like a kid seeing a candy store for the first time. “Me too, schatz.”

The two of you drifted off into a peaceful sleep, but not before you muttered,

“By the way, that other girl is missing out. You eat pussy like a champ.”

“You could call me a certified munch.” He bounced back, and your jaw dropped.

. . . Translations:

౨ৎ Ja = Yes, Nein = No

♡ Maus = Mouse

౨ৎ Liebling = Darling

♡ Schatz = Treasure

౨ৎ Mein gott = My gosh

♡ Ich möchte für immer zwischen deinen Schenkeln bleiben = I want to stay between your thighs forever (goals 😋)

౨ৎ Prinzessin = Princess

♡ Mit Vergnügen, mein bedürftiges kleines Häschen = With pleasure, bunny

౨ৎ Mein diamant = My diamond

♡ Mein perfekter schatz = My perfect treasure

౨ৎ Hase = Bunny

Quick tip: Depending on what device you use, If you highlight the text there should be an option to quickly translate! It’s a lot easier than having to go to Google/Safari/etc to search it up :))

Thank you so much for reading !! It’s 3:00 in the morning rn so I apologize if it’s not very well written :C :C

This is just a sweet little thing to prepare you guys for the FILTHY blurb coming soon 😇😇 get ready!!

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boba-beom · 21 days

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⋆⭒˚.⋆ late nights, city lights | CHOI YEONJUN

⟢ neighbour!yeonjun x gn!reader

⟢ drabble; comfort, fluff

⟢ after a long day of unpacking, you thank your neighbour for suggesting you take a break while he introduces you to the city you're about to call home.

⟢ wc: 999

⟢ warnings: reader already has a lil crush, a little collision, yeonjun perhaps takes an interest in reader; interpret that as you will :>

⟢ a\n: requested by @blackhairedjjun <3 added details! 'reader just moved to the city on their own & is nervous and excited at the same time about starting their life over there, yeonjun as the cute next-door neighbor at their apartment who the reader hits it off with' I was so excited to write this because I already had some thoughts floating in my head from the prompt :> I had fun writing this one, I hope you like it!

the last cardboard box was finally emptied, only setting aside the contents of it to organise later on, before flattening out the box and shoving it on the pile by the front door. you managed to wake up incredibly early to unpack everything, so all you had left to do was organise things in the next few days before being able to settle in fully.

moving out was hard. but you finally moved out and it was something you had been wanting to do for the longest time now. you had your new job to thank as well as your friends who suggested you take this new chapter in life, hoping to start afresh.

you let out a tired sigh looking at all the flattened boxes you're still yet to dispose of, but just thinking about the trips you'll have to make coming up and down the apartment complex seemed to burden you already. but you're gonna have to get moving since it's already late in the night.

you shove as much flattened boxes into one that's still open, opening your door and picking up the box only to drop it after colliding with what seems to be one of your neighbours. great. you scold yourself before checking on your neighbour to apologise.

"oh gosh I'm so ... sorry." your voice trails quietly when you see a guy of a tall and lean build, long hair and taking off his headphones to hang from his neck before scurrying to help with the cardboard that fell out.

he chuckles, and you nervously laugh with him.

"long day?" he asks and you simply nod, gathering the boxes and holding onto them instead of giving them back to you. he saw the rest of the boxes by your door, and ultimately you pick up on his intentions. "I'll help you with these."

"oh this is embarrassing, the first time I see a neighbour and you're already doing something for me." you worry but you're still thankful all the while.

"don't worry, honestly, it's not a problem. it's about time I met the new neighbour." he says simply, letting out a pretty smile that's just as contagious as his laugh. "I'm yeonjun by the way, my flat's just on your right."

you give him your name and mentally take note of his flat number to make sure you greet him whenever you bump into each other. "again, sorry for stumbling into you, I haven't left the apartment since I got here."

he notices your timid smile and a thought crosses his mind.

"how about you grab a jacket and after we throw these out I'll show you around the city nearby." he suggests, raising his brows in anticipation of your answer.

of course, it doesn't take much convincing since you hadn't had time to explore yet.

"wait, really?" you watch him nod in your direction with full enthusiasm and it just makes it easier for you to feel at ease.

surprisingly, you realised you'd probably knock on his door one way or another to ask where to throw out the boxes, forgetting where to throw them out, but this was a lot easier and less daunting than having to knock on a door late into the night.

yeonjun was truly one of the most down to earth people you've ever met in a long time. his calm nature of making you feel welcome to the city, him walking on the pavement closest to the road while you both walk and converse down the quiet streets of the city.

the lights were bright as ever, thinking that it'd be busy at this time of night until yeonjun told you about which days are usually roaring at night and which ones are a little quieter.

surprisingly, your new neighbour took you to one of the 24/7 convenient stores nearby for some ice-cream. the nights were getting warmer and the jacket was just a precaution. it was becoming hoodie season and it had you observing yeonjun's outfit; an oversized graphic hoodie with wide leg denim shorts that looked like a long skirt. his style was appealing for what counts as 'casual' clothing. you even took a candid picture of him while he was looking up where else he should take you at this time of night.

then within an hour of wandering around, yeonjun took you back to the apartment complex and onto the rooftop where you were able to see the skyscrapers and occasional lights from vehicles beelining their way around the city.

"so, what do you think so far?" yeonjun's voice was a little hoarse, the both of you gazing over the pretty lights below.

your lips turn into a tight-lipped smile, pondering on your first few thoughts about your first night wandering around, even if it was spontaneous and only for an hour.

"I could get used to this." you lean your elbows on the ledge, smiling to yourself.

you were proud of yourself for finally doing what you've been longing to do, even after some people doubted you before. it didn't stop you when you had the right support system to encourage you every step of the way. and now you have yeonjun too.

said male turns his head towards you, a gentle smile crawling on his lips while he scans the relief beaming on your face.

"I can always show you around again." he suggests, "like we can explore during the day. but I don't mind wandering around at night again."

you hum in agreement. there was something so soothing about being in his presence, but also comforting knowing that he was already so open to helping you settle into this new part of your life.

"thank you, yeonjun. I really appreciate this." you turn to look at him too, eyes locking a little longer than you have the past hour. you have a good feeling that this friendship will be a good one.

this is gonna be a good one.

#bhj ᡣ𐭩 #blackhairedjjun ᡣ𐭩 #[ 🧸 ] — mutuals.#smiles' slumber party #yeonjun x gn reader #yeonjun fluff #yeonjun comfort #yeonjun scenarios #yeonjun imagines #yeonjun drabbles #txt fluff #txt comfort #txt x gn reader #yeonjun x reader #txt x reader #txt scenarios #txt imagines #txt drabbles

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kittyl1z · 4 months

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can i get a g!p dom mean girl wony plsplsplspls

dom!wonyoung x fem!reader

w: mean!gp!wonyong, unprotected sex, wonyoung calls reader slut.

sorry for the long wait and sorry for any mistake 🤬

you know how wonyoung was always on the spotlight by her attitude? getting called out as disrespectful, selfish, egocentric... well, what if i tell you that she actually is? but apparently, only to you. she has this big sweet smile of hers, entering the room with nothing but a bright aura, always greeting everyone, never forgetting to say please and thank you to everyone she speaks to. she's always nice to all the back up dancers but it seems to be an exception, and yes, it's you. you have no idea why did she picked up on you, as far as you know, you always executed your work at perfection, nice and friendly to everyone in the room but when it comes to wonyoung you never knew how to behave. she has a strong presence and for a reason she's well respected, so it's no surprise that whoever she's talking to gets so flustered, almost stuttering in their words. wonyoung laughs at them, finding it cute. however, when you're both talking, she's always annoyed.

now here you are, all of you gathered in the practice room for discussing the new choreographies of i've ive. everything is going great you thought, but your words were spoken too soon and you wanted nothing but take it back as the dance instructor paired you up with wonyoung for hypnosis. the entire practice wonyoung's face was blank, too cold to interact with you, and you tried your best to be the same, but dancing with her as her hand continued to hug your neck so many times got you flustered. as everyone was leaving after the dance instructor called the day off, you were too immersed in your thoughts, way too immersed to notice the tall figure waiting for you.

"it was actually so annoying, you know?" she speaks. all you can respond is a confused "huh?" while looking up at her. "always blushing when i touched you. gosh." she laughed. "i never knew you liked being touched by me that way." she stepped closer to you. you feel all your blood heating up. "you must be so happy to be my dancer, aren't you?" her hand grabs you by your jaw, digging her nails in your skin. your body starts to feel hot and you find it difficult to breath. "because i get to touch you, huh? you must be so desperate for it." her face keeps getting closer at you and you can't snap out.

"w-what? no..." yes, of course you will be stuttering at a time like this. great.

"i'm jang wonyoung and you're nothing but my dancer. only mine. do what i tell you and maybe you'll start to get better." you didn't understand what she was telling you and she didn't give you any time when she pulled you closer to kiss you. was it bad? yes. but was it bad what you two were doing or that you're actually enjoying it...? wonyoung was passionate and you were trying your best to keep up her speed, failing miserably. instead, a moan escaped your lips that she wouldn't let it pass. "i knew you'd be enjoying this, so pathetic." it was crazy. the way you were soaking wet at her words. she's breathless after the kiss but still manages to talk back at you. "you're gonna tell me that you're not wet at this?" soon and with no permission her hand slips down to your panties, not trying to be gentle when her fingers roughly explore your cunt. "look at you. gosh, you're nothing but a slut." you feel your cunt clenching around nothing. you grabbed her by her shoulders, legs getting so weak that you couldn't keep yourself steady. you shut your eyes closed and whine when her hand slips out.

she pulls you down to sit on the floor, her back leaning against the mirror and you sitting in her lap. you jumped at the feeling of her bulge, looking at her with a confused expression. "you better take this all, alright? you don't wanna make me mad, do you?" she asks. you quickly shake your head and chase her lips to another kiss. her hands place on your hips and she hums in the kiss when you start grinding on her dick. her hands soon find their way to your tits, playing with your nipples, making you grind harder and moan in her lips. wonyoung was desperate to feel you around her dick and she was so grateful that you wore big pants that day, because she wasted no time in taking them off. her dick was twitching and she could feel the precum liquid already. when she finally pulled her boxers down, you could feel the urge. her dick was rocking hard. with soft gasps, she grabbed your hand and made you gently start to caress her whole length. "you're so fucking hot, yn" and before you notice, you're sitting down her dick. moaning at the warm feeling. "c'mon, you can take this." she harshly says, forcing you to be completely filled with her. you bit your lip but that didn't stop you from gasping. wonyoung doesn't even want or care about you adjusting to it, already forcing you again to ride her. "f-fuck.." her head leans back as she closes her eyes, drunk in the feeling of your cunt clenching around her. "look in the mirror." you were a mess, not even a single thought crossing your mind as the only thing you can do is enjoy being fucked by wonyoung. you can't understand how she can talk to you this peacefully. "do it. w-watch yourself getting fucked... like the slut you a-are." her hand go back to your nipples and your eyes roll back, the sound of your hips crashing echoing in the room. "f-fuck... you do it so well f-for me.." her moans are so angelic that you don't hold back and bring her to a kiss. your moans soon turned into whimpers and wonyoung knew you were getting close by your grip on her shoulders. even when you cum, wonyoung doesn't stop her thrust, chasing her own release. your head is dizzy and don't dare to look at her in the eyes, your legs trembled for the sudden overstimulation. soon, you feel all her warm liquid filling you, starting to go down her dick as she tries to stead her breath. wonyoung holds you in a way you never felt before, almost too sweet for her. you hug her back until you feel her changing the position. "you really think this is it..?"

#ive smut #ive x fem!reader #ive imagines #ive x reader #jang wonyoung smut #jang wonyoung x reader #jang wonyoung x fem!reader #ive g!p

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yxine · 8 months

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— ADMIRE. ❞ (3)

part 2 — part 3 — part 4

Bada Lee x Original Character!:

— in which Bada unexpectedly gets to see and battle her long-time idol and crush on a survival show she was in, Street Woman Fighter.

— Everyone expected that Jam Republic would be only full of western dancers, so imagine when they found out that the "Queen of Dance" in the Korean Dance industry was joining the survival show Street Woman Fighter.

note: I do not own any of the people here nor the show except for Lea Chang. This was also made for entertainment purposes only.

[ short chapter ]

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The filming finally ended as each crew started going towards their respective rooms to gather their things. Jam Republic being one of the last ones to finish exited the studio a few minutes later.

"Kirs, you were so fire earlier! Those hips really do not lie." Ling complimented her leader as the whole crew walked through the small hallway.

"Thanks babe! Y'know what's more fire though? Lea and a certain Bebe Leader~" Kirsten teased Lea who only smirked remembering the whole battle.

"Yeah, what was that tension? It almost made me feel like I was watching a rated 18+ movie instead of a PG thirteen." Latrice said fanning her face with her hand as if it was hot while rolling her eyes exaggeratedly like she was dying from the heat.

"That's for me to know and for you to figure out." Lea said vaguely as she went ahead of the others, walking towards her motorcycle in the parking lot.

"Bye Lea! Have a safe trip home!" Audrey waved out to the tall woman enthusiastically along with Emma. Said woman just smiled and waved back before hopping on her bike. The engine roared into life as Lea adjusted her helmet before taking off.

"Bye Bada-unnie! Stay safe!" Tatter and the rest of the crew waved bye to their leader who said she would take a bit more time in the studio. She was doing some last check ups in the room to make sure nothing was left before leaving the studio just a few minutes before Jam Republic left as well.

Her apartment was a bit close but not too far either to the studio so she decided to take a walk to also clear her mind.

Bada released a sigh as exhaustion began to seep in her, it was a long day her energy is now drained from all the dancing she has done as well as the hyped up energy she gives for her team. Suddenly her face started to redden as she covered her face with both of her hands groaning into it while swaying her body. How could she forget that battle? It was the only thing in her mind bada began to lightly punch her head in fluster.

The way Lea just moved like a snake while also being a cunning fox, her gaze was like a predator seducing her prey to come closer to her, her body roles, and god her hips. Getting even more flustered with her thoughts, Bada buried her face into her hands even more.

"Stop it, Bada! She's your senior and your idol, you shouldn't think about her like that!" Bada told herself as she tried to convince herself that she's only a fan that admires her, nothing more.

"But the way she—" Bada got cut off as she flinched when a horn beeped at her, looking to her left it was someone on a motorcycle looking at her. This made her stop as she was confused on who this person was.

"Need a ride?" Biting back a gasp, Bada stared at the person with wide eyes. It was Lea Chang. Taking off her helmet, Lea shook her head to get her hair off her face, this just made Bada gulp nervously as she faced the older woman.

Gosh, that was so hot.

Snapping out of her daze, Bada blinked twice and shook her head no. "My place is just a few blocks away, there's no need for me to bother you." Earning a scoff of disagreement from the taller woman.

"Nonsense! Can't let a pretty girl like you walking around these dark streets alone." Lea said with a wink at the end making Bada speechless as a noticable dust of pink appeared on her cheeks if it weren't for the dark streets. Lea put her helmet on Bada's head before getting her bike started making it roar into life. This made Bada snap out of her daze once again as she hesitated to ride the bike but the roar of the said bike confirmed that she had no choice but to agree to ride with Lea.

"Hold on tight, sweetheart." Lea suggests to Bada who nervously and awkwardly embraced the taller male from behind. God, she can feel all those muscles under her shirt. Biting back a blush, Bada tightened her hold when they moved.

She will never be the same after this.

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taglist!: @ssivinee @froufrousnowman @amararosesblog (it seems I can't tag nermandi-san)

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TAIYO MY LOVE I DIDNT KNOW YOU LIKED ERROR 143 TOO😭 PLS IM ON MY KNEES FOR SOME MICAH CONTENT FROM YOU (if you dont write for him just ignore this)

★ 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. + 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐇 𝐘𝐔𝐉𝐈𝐍

masterlist. / taglist. / any request? synopsis. the movie date you go on with Micah ends up being a bit more than PG-13.

─── ☆ notes. i'm always willing to help a fandom in need,, also just finished the game like yesterday and the way i instantly logged in a scrolled for fanfic i need to be TAMED .

─── ☆ length. 2.2k words (22 mins) .

─── ☆ genre and warnings. +18 nsfw under the cut. minors dni, idiots in love, takes place after good ending, praise kink, Exhibitionism, handjob, oral sex(male receiving), height difference, size kink, cheesy fluff, movie date, consent is sexy, Micah’s is a head pusher, comment if i miss something | — feedback is always welcomed & don't forget to reblog 🤍

Perhaps it was strange to let the man you had just met online persuade you to go on a movie date with him.

A swarm of not only butterflies but possibilities clouding your thoughts—mostly concerns given the fact that this all could be a trap to lure you away from your home just to kidnap you, or worse, maybe he was just a massive fuckboy toying with your emotions all this time.

However, there you were, nervously shifting your weight as you waited for Micah to arrive as you stood close to the entrance.

It had been a while since you had experienced such anxiety, the butterflies in your stomach fluttering at just the mere thought of some boy like you were back in middle school.

Maybe the reason you had felt like this was that Micah had put you under some strange spell, and you wanted to curse him and his stupid golden eyes, and his stupid lips, and his stupid face.

Oh brother, you had it bad.

He wasn't hard to miss due to his tall, goofy build, which gave the impression that he was some sort of model strutting down the runway. Once he caught your attention, how dare he look so good a shiver ran down your spine making you straighten up once his sight was on you.

“Well don’t you look beautiful Angel,” his screen lit bright catching sight of his lock screen.

You had caught just a glimpse of it the day he had first visited you: a very adorable picture of Skrunkly all dressed up in a dinosaur onesie. Just as you caught a glimpse before it had been tucked away in his jean pocket.

“I should be telling you that.” His attire was usual, nothing out of the ordinary from what you had seen him in the comfort of his own home.

Ripped jeans and a neon sweatshirt that was pulled just above the bend of his elbow gripping the muscle against his golden brown forearm, you had to stop yourself from drooling over him let alone reaching out to touch him like a kid in a candy store.

Though Micah on the other hand could read your mind, as much as that would have been really cool.

Instead despite your efforts of self-control he is the first to wrap his arms around your torso lifting you just to the tips of your toes against his hard chest into a bear hug enticing you with a laugh to break the tension.

“Oh my gosh hi,” you giggle with your cheek pressed against his shirt, “did you miss me or something?” Micah lets out a shy noise, something close enough to a whimper to have you figuratively clutching your pearls.

Nothing could ever brace you for hearing all the little noises Micah would make in real life. “Hm maybe?” he drags out, the hum of his voice comforting you as he lets you go.

You make the mistake of glancing up at him, the eye contact makes you both melt as his smile curls into a bashful expression, his hand reaching out to hold yours.

You weren't naive nor blind you saw that Micah had practically towered over you but there was just something about seeing his slender fingers completely engulf yours that made your nerves tingle from the contact.

You also saw Micah would stare at you as if you were the most precious thing he had ever laid his eyes on like you were the most beautiful good in the world to him.

Which was ironic, given that you also thought the same about him as well. “Do you wanna go in now?” you manage out, still standing in his touch despite offering neither of you moves, both almost afraid to pull away first.

“That sounds like a good idea,” he says almost breathlessly.

Being the first to pull away you offer him a small smile, your fingers still laced together as you step away the small squeeze of his hands in yours giving comfort as he follows behind you almost like a lost puppy.

Even despite his large build and tall height, Micah was really just an anxious nerd who liked to cover up his anxiety with bold confidence and sarcasm.

Micah finds ease in watching you guide him through the theater taking lead as if he hadn't looked like some scary guard dog lingering behind you.

The movie you chose was something based on your favorite novel, a romance no-brainer months ago.

When you had first seen the trailer, you never would have thought you’d be seeing it while having the same shy relationship as the main characters instead of torrenting off of some rip-off movie site with a hentai ad in the corner.

Micah, being the gentleman, was offered to buy snacks, convincing you that since you were the one to buy the tickets it would only be fair for you to let him spoil you with snacks.

You were weary of it even with the knowledge of him having a hefty amount of money tucked away in his many accounts.

It only took him a flash of that adorable toothy smile to have you pipe down and walk to the cinema room with his arms occupied with the list of snacks that he had convinced you to try.

The theater seats were mostly empty with only a handful of people occupying the seats making it possible for you and Micah to slip to the back right before the lights could dim.

Exciting not just from the movie but sitting so close to Micah as the screen flits to life makes it hard for you to settle comfortably in your seat practically trembling as you sucked down your blue slushie.

And as the movie continues, you realize why there weren't many people occupying the seats.

You wanted to give it a chance, hoping that maybe the Hollywood famous actors would be able to save the rest of the film as it continues.

But you're still bored. Not even the pile of snacks could help you from your mood souring as from the time you had turned your head Micah had managed to completely inhale almost everything within your taste.

The man doesn't at all seem too fazed by the horrible hating let alone the choppy plot in fact he just looked happy to be there.

His big glistening eyes and fisting a handful of popcorn in his mouth yet he had still managed to look so perfect under the movie's light.

You had felt so embarrassed finding his dazed and confused look so attractive he was practically good enough to eat.

So you do the closest thing to that, shoulder bumping into him as you lean over the armrest and place a peck just against his cheek.

The gesture catches him severely off guard flinching at the feeling of your lips against his skin.

Before he could open his mouth and protest you lean in for another, this time with him facing you so your lips could meet, and the first thing you notice was how he tasted like chocolate and the flavor from your slushie that you shared.

You wanted to taste more, pressing your tongue into his mouth a small sigh of contentment rolling from his throat as he parts his lips for his tongue to meet yours.

It feels different not from his split tongue but his piercing ball that was cold from the ice from your drink.

When pulling away the first thing you see is Micah's frowned expression almost as if he were in concern about why you had just decided to suddenly pounce on him. “Uh, thank you?” The cute reaction keeps you from leaning in again, having to cover your mouth from laughing out loud.

“Oh shut the hell up.'' He doesn't bother retaliating instead taking the lead with the palm of his head reaching to rest gently around your throat, the pressure of his palm not enough to choke you but instead better to angle you just right for his kiss.

You're convinced that he could hear your heart thumping against your chest, wanting to break from your rib cage just to present itself to him.

The thumping only gets louder as his fingers hover lower towards your thighs, and the kiss only gets more intense feeling your other heartbeat as Micah’s hand grasps at the flesh as if he needed to hold onto something so tightly to keep himself from bursting at the seams.

“I kinda wanna leave,” you whisper into his ear after breaking away again, Micah makes a small noise of the struggle.

His head ducked away from your voice as a reaction to the sexual implication of your offer.

You had practically seen the man's tits and yet here he was squirming in his seat not being able to look you in the eyes. “Don't you wanna finish the movie first?” His tone is whiny, dragging at the question in a way that hinted that he too felt the alluring feeling boiling in his chest and that only added more fuel to the flame inside of you.

“I kinda wanna suck your dick though,” you say bluntly, almost panting at the way Micah’s eyes widened.

His canines poked from his mouth as he bit back his lip even in the dim light had you seen the way his cheeks turned a dark shade of purple. “Unless you want me to do it here?”

Micah hesitates, his lips parting to answer but closing the moment his eyes flickering to yours just to look back at the screen.

Instead of nodding his head, spreading his legs apart even with his eyes glued to the screen.

You waited to watch him for another sign of confirmation, your hopes being answered as his hand engulfs your wrist. The feeling of his fingers trembling against your skin as he places his hand on top of his erection.

There was just something about him being so excited. So needy for you that he had managed to be so hot and bothered as you felt up the outline of him.

Squeezing and groping at the hilt of his dick watching the way Micah twitched and fidgeted under your hand.

The hitch of his breath as you unzip his jeans and finally break through his layer of clothing. “It's big,” you muttered dumbly as his length twitched against your grasp.

“Oh my fucking god.” Micah leans his head back against the headrest, covering his face with his hands as his body reacts out of his control.

Fully had you pulled his dick out exposed, you're a bit nervous only allowing your hand to do what you assumed was natural when in reality all you really wanted to do was yank down your pants and take him until he was buried inside of you nice and snug. “Can I put my mouth on it?”

You swear that you had just witnessed Micah physically reboot, his hands pulled back just enough to peek over at your eyes glancing over with that same nervous look. “Please.” he whimpers, promptly turning his head away once more.

And who were you to ever reject his pleas, having to angle yourself over the armrest just to hunch over his lap Micah readjusts himself for you to have better access to your mouth.

Your tongue glides against his tip tasting not exactly what you had expected cum would taste, feeling his hips jolt a bit as your mouth wraps around him.

It takes Micah everything he has to not outright groan from how good your mouth had felt around his dick, the feeling of getting a blowjob with a bunch of strangers in the room only adding to the feeling as he squeezed his eyes closed.

His hips stutter with every tug and pull of your hand, working at the base of his dick the length that you couldn't get to with your mouth.

Your head bobbed up and down working for his orgasm: the small noises he couldn't help to hold back only being covered by the volume of the movie speakers loud enough to be a whisper were his small moans.

The feeling is just so unbearable, his hands wandering to the back of your head only with the intention of holding back your hair to get a clear view.

But the moment that his fingers wrap around he couldn’t help but press down just a smidge and the noise that you make around his dick makes him want to cum down your throat right then and there.

His senses come too as you pinch his thigh instead of glaring at him even as you crawl to the floor in between his thighs the new look of determination written all over your face.

A whole new angle just perfect enough to fully deepthroat him, Micah swearing under his breath as your mouth coaxes an orgasm from him.

It takes a moment for him to gain his composure, kneeling in the aisle licking your lips, and meeting his gaze.

Giving him a small smile, his hand reaching out to cup your cheek, the brush of his thumb against your bottom lip making you open your mouth with frowned brows watching as the male processes that you had swallowed all of him.

The way his dazed expression crumbles to something else, your eye catching the attention of something else. “Oh, you’re hard again.”

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tervaneula · 1 year

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Yuichi hadn’t expected to run into two of his best friends from Neo Edo at the Hidden City markets and he definitely didn’t expect the direction the conversation had eventually taken.

"You're dating a ninja?!" Chizu laughs so hard her breath wheezes and Kitsune stifles a snort into her sleeve. Yuichi's cheeks flush crimson under his fur.

"W-what's so funny about that? You're a ninja!"

"Yes, but I'm not dating an idiot samurai," Chizu says. That makes Kitsune burst into laughter, right in Yuichi's face.

"Oh my gosh, Chizu is right. What does that guy see in you? Is he as big of an idiot as you are? When are you gonna introduce us?!"

Yuichi resists the urge to pull his ears over his eyes and pretend this conversation never happened when he catches a glimpse of a familiar shade of blue against green on the other side of the street. Leonardo is tall and it's not hard to spot him in a crowd, even among yokai.

"Well uh, you're just about to meet him," he mutters, desperately wishing for the heat on his cheeks to cool down. It’s not too obvious say, to a stranger, but Leonardo most definitely isn’t one and he can't have the red-eared slider see right away how embarrassed his friends are able to make him. "And he's not an idiot!"

Kitsune just laughs but her eyes are sparkling with curiosity. Chizu seems interested as well and Yuichi thanks his lucky stars that she's quick to calm down, he doesn't know what he would do if both of his friends were unable to behave in front of his new boyfriend. Luckily (or not) he doesn’t have time to fully spiral into a flustered panic when a voice calls out to him.

“Yuichi!”

He turns towards the approaching turtle and can’t help but smile at the sight of him. The answering grin on the striped face is stupidly handsome and Yuichi forgets all about fighting down the blush on his face. He’s smitten, so what? If he wasn’t already flushed he certainly would be now and Leonardo deserves to see how much he likes him, actually. Something in him settles and the rabbit is certain that despite their teasing, his friends will love Leonardo.

—

“Your friends seem nice,” Leonardo hums on their walk back to Yuichi’s house. The slider had offered to portal him home but instead, Yuichi had asked for a walk and invited him over for a cup of tea. He wasn’t quite ready for the day to end yet.

“Glad you think so,” he smiles, “they really liked you. Not that it was a surprise.”

Leonardo looks a little taken aback by that but he just chuckles and leans against the wall as Yuichi fishes for his keys. He looks a bit tired and the rabbit wonders if it’s the phantom pains again. Well, nothing a big cup of his auntie’s tea won’t help soothe, he smiles softly to himself as the door clicks open and he gives a little bow to the turtle.

“Ladies first!” he jokes, and Leonardo laughs. He ruffles Yuichi’s hair on his way past him and the rabbit sticks his tongue out at him. He might be over forty but age will never stop him from being the impulsive little shit that he has always been. Leonardo, with surprising grace, pretends not to notice and slips on the guest slippers before quickly snatching Yuichi’s bag from his shoulder and disappearing into the kitchen to unload the groceries, humming a tune Yuichi can’t place.

"You two seem like a good match."

Yuichi turns to look at Chizu. She's looking at Leonardo and Kitsune squabbling over the last piece of mochi, a thoughtful expression on her face.

"What?"

"You heard me," she chuckles, shifting her amber eyes to Yuichi. There's a softness in them that takes the rabbit off guard.

"He's a true leader. A brilliant strategist with charisma to match. I can tell. But there's also the burden that comes with it," she lowers her voice toward the end. "He's been through hell – don't look at me like that, he didn't say much but what he did say was enough for me to connect the dots – and this is where you come in. He needs to goof around and be stupid, things that were taken from him too early. He needs to be looked at with fresh eyes, to be loved for who he is now and not for the role he was born to fulfil – and who else is better suited for that than our very own silly rabbit?"

Yuichi belatedly realises his jaw is hanging open and he closes his mouth with a click. Chizu has always been bright, brighter than anyone else in their little found family, maybe save for Karasu-Tengu, but despite the obvious parallels between the two he was not expecting her to jump right into analysing the mutant turtle to the core on their first meeting. As dense as he may be, it doesn’t slip past him how most of the things Chizu said were very true for her all those years back.

"And how is he good for you, in turn?" the cat's eyes glimmer as her mouth twists into a smirk. "He can lend you some of those brain cells you so very desperately need."

Yuichi groans and punches her on the shoulder. She doesn't even flinch, brushing it off with a grin.

Yuichi closes the door behind him slowly, staring after his boyfriend. Chizu's words echo in his mind, I'm happy for you, and his chest feels odd. Full and tight and so, so warm.

He takes a deep breath and feels the expected burst of butterflies settle into something new, calm and gentle. It’s a feeling he hasn’t felt before but somehow he knows what it means.

He can’t wait to feel it more.

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coolprettyleo · 3 months

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Don't Forget, Don't Forget About Me - Gabe Perreault ☆

wc: 1.9k

tw: angst. alcohol. kissing? cussing. partying. almost sa. slut shaming. weird frat guy.

part 2 of superman !!

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

gabe hadn’t called. he hadn’t texted. it was now sunday night; the night before he was supposed to land back in boston and lottie wondered if he had even thought of her.

her little overthinking insecure mind couldn’t help but hope he wouldn’t go off and save some other girl. a girl who desperately needed saving just like the naive little freshmen lottie was a couple of months prior.

*flashback*

“c’mon!! we’re in college now, you have to actually leave your dorm if you want to make friends char” her best friend from home told her while they were face timing.

i mean its not that lottie liked to stay home. she kinda felt burnt out. her whole life she didn’t have strict authority figures who told her she couldn’t go out. so by the time she was eighteen years old in a new city she didn’t feel the hunger of freeness, every other eighteen year old was feeling.

she grew up with her grandmother in california who had already done her part in raising her children. she was raising lottie out of the kindness of her heart. or mainly due to the fact lottie would be in the foster care system since both her parents were in jail.

“i dont know what if something goes wrong” she says, beginning to look like she can be convinced seeing how cute dylan looks.

it might be fun to dress up and take cute pics…

“it’s college! you finally have the opportunity to be somewhere where no one knows you. you can talk freaking australian and stupid bitches would believe you. your just like every other bitch tonight!”

lottie couldn’t help but smile at her friends drunkness desperately regretting the fact she didn’t go to umich with the blonde friend.

“honestly thats so real and tru. when the hell did u start giving such good advice”

“shutup and let me help you pick a fit” dylan excitedly squeals.

—

lottie walked into a frat party alongside her roommate and some girls they had just met. the music was typical frat music but she was honestly feeling it.

maybe because she missed going out or maybe because her and her friends had just pregamed a bottle of titos before leaving the dorm.

the thing about lottie is that she doesn’t usually drink so when she does, she drinks to have a good time.

“oh my gosh!! charlotte pls let’s go dance. plsss” my roommate Mary slurred whining.

lottie was obviously not going to turn that invitation down, so off she went. unbeknownst to her she had already caught the attention of several guys with the worse intentions possible.

all lottie can remember of that part of the night is that she was dancing with mary having the time of her life and then the next thing she knew, mary was making out with some guy.

okay mary!! slay!

she didn’t want to awkwardly third wheel that, so she quickly made her way out the dance floor. into the kitchen where there were several tall guys standing around with red cups.

“hey charlotte right? we have english together” a shorter boy walked up to her. lottie didn't think he was with the taller boys.

ive never seen this man in my life.

but of course she was naive. and in her little naive mind she didn’t want to make this random guy feel bad so she went along with it. as if they were old friends. they weren’t.

“oh yeah! hi!” she told the black haired boy standing way too close for her comfort.

unbeknownst to lottie he didn’t actually have a class with her and he was just another dumb freshman hoping to get into a frat, trying to prove he was somebody to a bunch of nobodies. in all the wrong ways too. he had just been ordered to slip something into her drink.

why he chose lottie, she would never know.

“here let me get you some water, you don’t look too well”

“thanks!! thats so nice! I was just dancing with my roommate but I don’t know where she went, I think she went off with some guy which is totally fine! im not judging or anything, like good for her” lottie drunkly rambled. one thing about lottie is that she becomes a yapper with just one sip of alcohol.

“ya it can get pretty tiring out there” he said looking around and at her nervously handing her some ‘water’. or so she thought.

as lottie was about to pour the liquid down her throat a tall dark haired boy came and slapped the cup out of her hand. spilling it all over the floor and on her top.

what the hell man

“im so sorry but don’t drink that. here” he said handing her a bottled water desperately searching for a towel to give her to wipe off whatever the hell that liquid was which smelled like the farthest thing from water.

“cmon man i was already talking to her and it was just water” the frat boy said grabbing lottie harshly.

“get the fuck out of here ass hat. how stupid can you be”

"that wasn't water!"

the taller boy and i yelled at the same time while the frat boy shoved him.

“don’t fucking touch me or her” he said pushing him back. harder.

"she's pretty easy to touch man, I mean look at her" the frat guy drunkly said.

the tall dark haired boys friends quickly came and got between them before something bigger started.

“cmon gabe it’s not worth it” a freckled boy said to him while shooting a dangerous glare to the stupid frat guy.

lottie just stood off leaned against the counter trying to figure out who’s the hell are these people? and what the hell was going on? and did that asshole just slut shame her? what the hell did he even mean by that? .

“let’s go find your friends” he said taking my arm much gentler and guiding me through the party. trying to see if I recognized anyone.

“thank you for that, honestly. i didn’t think anyone could ever be capable of doing something like that” I told the boy who had gentler eyes now as we stepped outside. as lottie began to sober up, it hit her what could of happened if this mysterious boy never came to save the day.

im so dumb.

lottie couldnt help but think.

“well now you know for next time right” he said with a light smile as he texted on his phone.

whose he texting?

“who we texting!” lottie said jokingly. trying to lighten up the mood.

“im trying to call us an uber, your a freshman right?” he said with a chuckle, feeling a flip in his stomach as he seen her smile.

thats pretty.

“yeah, are you?”

“yeah, my names gabe by the way” he said realizing he never got her name or even told her his.

“charlotte. but i go by lottie” she said smiling at him, noticing gabe was honestly cute.

“the uber is fifteen minutes away” he said looking down at her, into her big brown eyes.

“thank you. really” she said starring into each others eyes, as if they’ve spent all eighteen years of their lives searching for one another.

feeling her heart beat a million times an hour; something lottie has never felt before. so she couldn’t figure out what it meant. heart attack? maybe?

lord save me.

*flashback over*

lottie felt like an idiot. she knew gabe was back from his trip seeing as his location was in his dorm. he usually would have asked her to go over by now or he would of came here, but seeing as he probably believed lottie didn't love him; he was going to be stubborn and not answer her.

screw it I cant take it anymore

lottie rolled her ass out of bed and put on her uggs as she marched down the hill to his dorm with a mission on her mind.

she had spent the weekend wallowing in self pity and she couldn't take it anymore. this had been the longest they had gone without speaking to one another since they got together and lottie realized she did not like it. not one bit.

—

"gabe just call her back, if she's calling you so much then she obviously does care about you" will snapped finally tired of seeing his roommate in such a terrible mood; all weekend.

"thats the problem! i want her to love me not just care for me. you guys know lottie; she cares for the homeless man down the street that she's never even met before!" gabe gestures with his arms.

"dont be complicated gabe" ryan chimes in, knowing all too well how their friend and teammate is.

as gabe opens his mouth to talk further he is cut off by a loud knock on the door.

ryan quickly trying to escape gabes self pity party practically runs to open the door while will and gabe stay sitting back on the couch.

"lottie! come in!" ryan says loudly looking at will with eyes that speak 'lets get outta here'. will practically ran out with ryan. not wanting to deal with depressed gabe any longer, not before waving at lottie on his way out though.

gabe rolled his eyes at their antics before getting up and walking to his room as lottie began to shut the front door.

"gabe wait! please hear me out"

"there's nothing to hear out lottie. its okay to not love someone back, you dont have to explain anything" he said looking anywhere and everywhere but her.

lottie took a good look at him seeing as he looked like his heart was breaking into a million pieces; lottie wanting so desperatly to put it back together one by one, however long it took. she loved him.

"you cant honestly believe that I dont love you gabe" lottie said softly, walking closer to him.

"look at me gabe" she whispered, while softly turning his head down to look at her. his deep green eyes has her wanting to scream from the rooftops.

"I love you" she said as she shook with nothing but raw emotion and pure love.

gabe couldn't help but scoop her up into his arms and kiss his girl like there was no tomorrow. smiling into the kiss because he hated what he had felt all weekend long.

lottie pulled away from the kiss as she wasn't finished. she planned the speech the whole way here, she wanted to tell him. because when you know you know and she knew.

"I love you gabriel perreault. and im sorry for not telling you sooner. i just assumed you knew and that was wrong of me and so sorry. since the very first day I've loved you. since you saved me from my own stupidity, I loved you. since you've put up through every bad habit and fit I've had, I've loved you-"

"lottie, i know. you dont have to say it" gabe said cutting her off knowing well lottie isn't one to scream her love from the rooftops. with his hands on her lower back. making her stomach do cartwheels.

god I love him. I want him.

"I want to though" lottie said, looking into his eyes. eyes that lottie thought were heart shaped starring deeply into her soul. leaning on her tiptoes to kiss his soft sweet lips again.

the boy who was her boyfriend. the boy she loved. the boy who knew she loved him. her version of superman. at least its the same thing too lottie.

the end!!

I dont know if I want to make this into an au or leave it as it is. we'll see!

#gabe perreault #gabe perreault x reader #bc hockey #nhl imagines #nhl imagine #hockey fic #will smith hockey #ryan leonard #hockey imagine

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anticapitalistclown · 2 months

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talking about farts, can I request how would lookism men react to when their gf farts in front of them for the first time?

LMAAAOOO yes I will absolutely write this (atp I'm gonna be known as the fart blog lol) (do I talk (write) about farting that much?)

pd. as always, I am going to post the most requested characters if there's not specified ones (hope you don't mind)

Jake, Vin Jin and Goo reacting to reader farting in front of them for the first time

Jake

Your boyfriend was helping you paint your living room, while he reached perfectly all the spots (bc he is really tall) you needed to use a ladder, "this color is gonna make the room look so comfy" you were really happy about how the results were showing, Jake smiled proudly at you.

You struggled to reach a corner stretching your arm the fullest making the ladder tremble, your boyfriend's instincts thankfully worked enough to trap the ladder and stabilize it, yet a "puff" escaped, the room was silent, and your face was completely red.

Suddenly Jake's laugh echoed the living room "babe, for the 5 months we've been dating I was waiting for you to be comfortable enough to fart in front of me" he hugged you from behind "but you had to do it when my face was near your butt?" he laughed again, you covered your face "I was nervous-" his laugh was contagious making you laugh with him "you mean that you fart when nervous?" you nodded and left a broken "yes" making you both laugh even more.

Vin Jin

After eating like barbarians you both took a nap, a necessary one. Like kids, Vin turns completely energetic after a nap, annoying the shit out of you who is still processing that you're even awake.

Since you weren't paying attention to him, he just did the best he could do, annoy you, he jumped over you tickling every corner of your body, making you fight desperately "Vin for fuck's sake" he started to laugh like an asshole, "Vin don't press, I'm about to fart" he tickled you even more "then fart, who cares, duh" you started to fight back "it's gonna ruin my image" he laughed at your response "what image?" you couldn't hold anymore at the pressure and a loud fart echoed the bedroom, Vin laughed like a hyena after your fart "my image" you cried, he hugged you "babe, listen to this" and he left the most explosive sounding fart ever making you both laugh until tears formed in your eyes.

Goo

You both were fooling each other cracking dad jokes that were just as horrible as your humor, just perfect for you both, that's when he got the dumbest idea "babe, twist my finger" you looked at him in awe, "are you serious?" a little devilish laugh escaped "yes" you twisted his finger and he dropped a nosy fart, you stood with a poker face, leaving the room silent "babe" you asked him "twist my finger" his awkward face turned into a happy one, he twisted your finger, and you dropped a fart for him, making you both laugh "gosh I love you, I knew you were made for me" "I just can't believe that this had to be the first fart you hear from me" "I would never forget it"

#this is so silly omg I loved writing it #lookism #jake kim #kim gimyung #vin jin #jin hobin #kim goo #kim joon goo #kim joongoo #lookism x reader

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kristlewrites · 7 months

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"Monster"

CW: virgin reader, nicknames (dear, sweetcheeks, sunshine, mamas & baby, ma) foreplay, gojo is biter lol, unprotected sex.

PAIRING: Wolf!Gojo x Blk!Fem Reader

WC: 3.3k

🫧🗯️: Now this has PLOT omgg there is alot of dialouge and story build up in the begining but dw there is alot of smut to make up for it as well. This being one of my longest fics ive written is crazy, I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I enjoy writing this. This is like a Halloween treat for you guys :PP

MINORS DNI

“Don't forget !”

Your mom's voice rings through your head., You mustn't forget about your granny and her medicine. You loved your dear grandma and she loved you just as much. When you heard she was sick you wanted to do everything in your power to help her feel better as quickly as possible, she was a fragile being and her health was poor. But even then she still has the heart to visit both you and your mother every week. Now it was your turn to return her kindness and care for her just as much as she cared for you. You wear your cute white dress, and over it place a red hood matching it with your black mary janes.

There was just one problem, a huge problem. You had no clue where you were going! Your mom had just told you to go through the forest and there wouldn't be a problem. But you were awful with directions, you couldn't tell your left from right even if it cost your life. Nonetheless you had to give this to your granny. It was a basket full of fruits, blueberry muffins (her favorites) and of course medication. She would be more than delighted to see you, it's been a while since you've last contacted her and you wanted to make sure she was okay. Walking out with a new found determination you walk over to the forest at the back of your house.

Strolling along the path you admire the scenery that splays out in front of you. Ginormous trees, luscious green grass, and the soothing sounds of a lake. You don't understand why you haven't been to your grandmother's house often. The route itself is gorgeous.

Time goes by quickly when you realize how cold it's gotten. The trees were so tall you couldn't see the sun, so you weren't aware of how much time it had been.

“I guess I forgot how long it took to get there.” You pout at yourself while taking a turn

“Oh my gosh, I have to get there quickly omg..” you cry out. You were so tired of walking endlessly, having no idea where you were going. Quietly you sit down by a tree, remove your Mary Janes and sob to yourself. You wonder how your grandmother was doing. You were so tired and she must be so worried. She knew you were coming and was probably fearing you.

It was rumored that there had been wolves roaming the forest. That was years ago, but she couldn't help but overthink and every time she came over she would always tell you to beware. You hear some noise from the bushes you jolt in fear. “Hello! Anyone out there?" You shout. A small fox jumps up and props itself onto your lap.

“Awe how cute” you say petting it lightly. You feel relaxed whilst petting it all your doubts go away. “You don't suppose you know how to go to my Granny’s house do you?” You ask half-jokingly. “Of course you don't..” You sigh and laugh at yourself for expecting an answer. You give the little fox a nudge, “Well I have to be there for her, she needs me!” You stand up, thinking about your grandmother's kindness lights up the motivation within and gives you the confidence to go and continue. Your foot aches, fatigues and worries all go away as you march on. The fox leaps into the bushes

Miraculously you find yourself in front of the small little cottage where your grandma lives. Shivering you ring the doorbell impatiently desperate to get inside. No response. You rang it again thinking maybe she didn't hear. No response again. Maybe she's asleep, you think to yourself. You reach for the doorknob expecting the door to be locked, just to fall through! Quickly you walk in, closing the door behind you.

“Well that's odd she would always have her door locked…” you mutter as you walk into the kitchen. “Grandma!” you shout out, searching the abandoned house.

The kitchen, living room, dining room, and bathroom. You've searched all those places and still no sight of her! You head upstairs still shouting out her name, receiving no response. ‘Of course she’d be in her bedroom resting if she was sick stupid!’ you think to yourself. You make your way into the hallway with nothing but the clicks and clacks of your Mary Janes filling up the empty noise. Slightly, you knock on her door

“Grandma?” you ask quietly. No response. “Granny, I'm here” you say slightly louder. 'Hmm, she wouldn't be mad if I went in, right?” You open up the door.

You found her lying comfortably in bed, wide awake. "Grandma...why didn't you answer me?” You ask.

“Sorry dear, I couldn't hear you well. Why don't you come closer so I can hear you better?" you hear an unfamiliar voice coming from her.

“Wow grandma, your cold must be awful. Your voice sounds so different.” You walk closer, finally getting a good look at her condition. “My, what big eyes you have, grandma.” You say observing her.

“All the better to see you with my dear.” Responded the ‘grandma’

“What big ears you have, Grandma? You touch the ears gently in awe

“All the better to hear from you sweetie”

“Oh and what big teeth you have…” You say getting closer to your ‘grandma’ now you were on the edge of the bed

A smirk displays on the face of the mysterious figure in place of your grandmother.

“W-what d-did you do t-to her?” You screamed out in fear. What is this thing? And where was your grandma?!?

“I don't think you'd be that dumb, how come you've just now realized?” The voice spits out. You couldn't even move. You were paralyzed with fear. Frozen in shock. What is a wolf doing here instead of you grandma?!? “Oh relax sunshine” He says caressing your face gently, you slap his long wolf fingernails away.

“Oh right…give me a minute okay?” He gets up and all within a minute he transforms into this tall pale man. White hair replaces the brown fur, the nails shrink, and the yellow eyes turn into a blue sharp gaze. He turns around, and you see his beautiful crisp abs gleaming in the moonlight. You were absolutely mesmerized by the way his chest was carved so perfectly. You keep staring going further and further down until you see his dick?!?! Does this man not have any decency?!!

“My eyes are up here sweet cheeks” He laughed.

“W-what is h-happening??!” You cry out, shutting your eyes immediately. “Weren't you just a beast two minutes ago??”

“You have a lot to learn sweetheart” The man chuckles.

“"What happened to my grandma?” You ask, feeling a little bit more confident now.

Slowly, he points towards his belly. Your eyes grow wide at the sudden realization. “You monster, how could you eat her!?”

“Woah not eat,” He says almost as if you offended him “I'm not interested in fossils, she was in the way so I just got rid of her” he shrugs as if it's nothing.

You were gonna puke, did he just say ‘got rid of' as in she's dead?? He killed her? Tears were flowing down your face, you were shaking in fear at the thought of your poor innocent grandmother, minding her own business doing her own thing so fragile and powerless. A victim.

“Don't worry, it was no struggle at all” he says in a weird reassuring manner “It was almost like she accepted it”

You gulped, “B-but why would you do that?” You were a mess. Tears pouring down your face, snot teasing to leave your nostrils, and your head was aching.

“Because I wanted to meet you sweet cheeks” He says almost romantically. Your heart flutters a bit. But you shake it off due to the fact that he killed your granny..

“Me? Why me..?” You ask

“I had my eye on you for a while, and i've been meaning to know how you taste” He answers licking his lips at the sight of you trembling with fear. Slowly he walks towards the bed where have been still the whole time, you reel back trying to get away from him. He lunges at you and pins you down by your fists. Your heart races at inhuman speed with his face just inches away from yours. He smirks at your flustered appearance, your lips quivering, your eyes wide but shaking with disdain.

“What's wrong dear?” He whispered in your ear. Restrained underneath him you didn't move. All you could do was stare into his beautiful azure gaze.

“Are you scared?” He teases, a smile sneaking up on his face. For some reason even knowing what he's done to your grandmother and what kind of person he is you couldn't help but melt under his embrace.

Suddenly he leans in, reaching for a kiss and you reflexively open your mouth for him to enter. He swishes his tongue in your mouth diving for more. You do the same crisscrossing his tongue. He retracts back leaving a trail of saliva.

You shake your head trying to get your act together. There was no way you willingly made out with your grandmother's assailant. You couldn't believe yourself. “You're so cute,” he says, rubbing his fingertips against your bottom lip. Smoothly he injects his pointer and middle finger into your mouth gathering salvia.

“Don't worry I'm gonna take care of you” He sneers. He lifts up your dress revealing your pinky lace bra. You try to push down your dress but he still has you restrained with only one hand. You had nowhere to look but up, but you couldn't complain about the view. God he was so sexy. The way the moonlight reflected on his abs was a sight that no artist could replicate.

Hastily he tears away your bra and immediately indulges into your breasts. Your brown nipples perking up from the draft of the room. His warm tongue makes contact with your nipples and your back arches almost instantly.

“You are super sensitive,...is this your first time?” He asks, temporarily leaving your nipple. You nod your head, embarrassment flooding your body but only for a short time as he twists your nipple causing you to yelp.

‘Mmm’ you whine as he continues to suck on your nipples. It felt so good. It was like he had been doing this for centuries.

“You like it when I do that right?" He grins, trailing down your torso marking your body with soft pecks everywhere. Until he reaches your frilly underwear, and in minutes it's in shreds. He tore it up like a goddamn beast, well he is one.

“What is wrong with you?” You mutter but he doesn't answer instead he admires your pretty little cunt that was leaking down from its folds. “So wet for me already” he sneers, using his middle and pointer fingers to enter the slimy mess.

‘Hhu’ you hitch from the feeling of the cool fingers entering your cunt. It hurts but it also feels so good.

“Tell me if it hurts,” he says. He is surprisingly nice for someone who has just murdered your grandma. He picks up the pace going faster and faster. The pain and pleasure mix well within you as you feel a small pool of heat forming within your abdomen area.

‘Hah, g-go faster please’ you moan. Obeying you he picks up the pace curling his two fingers into your cervix. Your legs jitter outward, opening wide just in time for you to come all over his fingers. Your legs give out dropping down, you're out breath sweating. You couldn't believe you just came on the fingers of your grandmother's murderer. You were such a bad granddaughter but you really couldn't blame yourself. It felt incredible. You have never felt that great after fingering yourself no matter how many fingers you'd use. Now he comes in and makes you come instantly

He slowly retracts his fingers, and sucks them. “You taste even better than I had imagined” he remarks. Swiftly he picks you up and adjusts himself so now that both you guys are on the bed. His dick wags around while doing so. “Okay baby I’m gonna put it in, are you okay with that?” You nod in response, still very much tired from your last orgasm. Gently he lifts up your legs, sensually he bites your thighs leaving marks all over them. The sight you were witnessing was incredible, his gorgeous platinum hair all messy and his pale face caressing your legs oh so softly.

‘Ah’ you squeal at the sudden contact with his throbbing cock wiping your cunt.

“It's s-so large” You mutter in awe, this was probably your first time seeing a dick in person but you do know that the size of his was not normal. You wince at him grazing his tip along your puss folds.

“You like that baby?” He grins at your reaction

“M-mhh, b-but its n-not gonna fit” you whimper out

“Don't worry mama it'll fit, I'll be gentle.” He reassures you by wiping away the tears drifting off your cheeks. Gently he angles his cock to align perfectly with your sopping wet hole.

‘Ah’ you moan, it was so painful and you felt like he was gonna stretch out your poor pussy just by entering the tip. Your legs latch onto his back begging for support and you felt like you were gonna get split in half as he kept on inching closer and closer. Then you feel something tear and you can hear the man laughing above.

“"I'm gonna go deeper okay?” He tells you, inching forward into your warm tight pussy. Wrapping him up like a present, he feels your walls enclosing him making his dick twitch inside. Your back cranks up. The way his dick slides in and out perfectly and him thrusting vigorously was enough to send you over the edge. He kept going and going as he drove into you with such force that you were sure that your grandmother's bed was going to collapse. Softly, he resumes back on your breast licking and twisting your nipples sending you overboard.

“"Hah you're so sexy” he said with drool spilling out his mouth from slathering your poor nipples. He was mesmerized by the way your boobs were moving along with each thrust. And your gorgeous face, even with pools of tears, mascara bleeding down you still looked Amazing. “I'm gonna make you all mine” He grins in a senile manner just before bending down biting everywhere on your body. Making patterns with teeth marks all over your torso.

“D-don't do that '' You barely were able to mutter out, your brain went straight to mush. You couldn't even process a single thought let alone speak. But it felt so good. You were wondering why you hadn't done it sooner. He was so fine with the sweat trickling down each path of his abs, his hair all messy, and him biting his lips you couldn't even describe the scene before you. Well not anymore, because you felt a flood gushing down your cunt flooding his dick. ‘Mmph’ you cry out. It was like all your senses went down with your orgasm, you used your legs to bring him in closer to you, you wanted to feel all full. Full of his dick and full of his cum.

You rest your head back, breathing heavily and your stomach rises up and down. Out of nowhere he grabs you, placing him on top of his dick. So now you are on his lap facing him, chest to chest. “You don't get to finish until I cum, sweet cheeks.” He laughed. Holding you up by your waist, he slams you up and down on his cock.

‘Hahha’ your poor self couldn't even form thoughts from the sudden movement. He had you bouncing up and down with no means to stop. He had suffocated himself with your tiddies. You can feel his tongue gliding across them.

“Gojo” he whispers out

“W-what” you were a stuttering mess

“My name. Say it .”

You had no clue why he was so adamant about you addressing him by his name. But you were in no room to disobey. ‘Mmph, g-gojo it feels too good hah’ You whined out not even realizing the state Gojo was in. You felt his dick go crazy against your walls, and his pattern started to go a little off rhythm. “Im gonna cum in you, make you all mine” he whispers against your chest. You didn't have a chance to register what he had said before he shoots his load deep into you. You couldn't help but cry out.

“I need you so bad” he breathes out, biting onto your shoulder. His warm load still lodged in your pussy threatening to leak out but plugged by Gojo's cock. It felt so good to be filled up. The feeling of being full makes you drool even more.

Surprisingly he still had the energy to keep on going. Switching positions, you guys were now lying down side by side with Gojo still balls deep inside of you. He adjusted your head so you were now looking at him. Your mouths making contact as Gojo’s cool finger tips fondled your breasts. (Gojo is a titty person) You gasp into his mouth leading him to inject his tongue in between your lips. Your body was contorted in such a weird manner, but it didn't matter. All your pain had disappeared as soon as Gojo proceeded with pushing himself into it.

He couldn't get enough. You felt so good around him. It was like your cunt was carved for his dick and his dick only. Slowly he rocks into you with his cum still in you. You whimper, your pussy was still super sensitive from the last time but still you folded immediately. Gojo gradually picks up speed, while you can hear his balls smacking your ass continuously in a pattern. You were overloaded from every side. You didn't know how he could multitask so well and make you feel complete in every aspect but you couldn't help but moan out screaming. You can feel him smiling from your shoulder. He takes a large bite from it causing you to scream out in both pain and pleasure

That same familiar feeling arises again within your tummy. Gojo drags your hand and places it on your abdomen. “You feel that" he whispers, “That's me inside of you baby” he licks your ear, and bites it.

You couldn't hold it anymore “I'm c-cummin’ you manage out.

“Cum on me baby” Gojo says seductively. And with that like it was on command you creamed out all over him causing a gooey mess all over the sheets.

Air was all that was filling up the room, the sounds of you guys both panting in sync. You were exhausted. You had lost all the feeling in your legs, you couldn't process anything, and you were so tired that you couldn't even move any of your limbs.

“I'm gonna take care of everything else alright, so just relax” He mutters, crawling down from his position just to re-enter his previous one. Inserting his dick right back into you grunting and rutting against your cunt. He thrusts at a much more irregular pace eager to eject.

“Shit ma, you're so tight, relax." He growls, stretching out your legs and biting them all over. His pace grows more and more jagged. He finally releases out into you causing you to jolt from the sensation.

Both of you guys were depleted of all energy. Gojo, exhausted, lands himself upon you.

You wake up just to find yourself spooned within Gojo's chest, the man is knocked out. You laughed at the sheer insanity of the situation. You couldn't believe you lost your virginity to the same being that killed your Grandma…

You graze your fingers along his smooth jawline thinking to yourself that it wasn't as bad as you thought. And with that you went back to sleep.

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 1 year

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Drawn Together 10

Warnings: non/dubcon, obsession, intimidation, and other dark elements.

Character: Steve Rogers

Note: I wasn’t sure how this chapter would go but hoo boy.

Summary: You get a tattoo on an impulse to break your routine, but you walk away with something else as permanent as the ink.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

You bring out the platter of cheese, crackers and grapes and place it on the round table by the sofa. As you do, you hear the front door and your heart lurches. Oh gosh, you’re not prepared. For any of this. As you haven’t been for Steve.

You stand and face the archway over the stairs as a steady ascent creaks on each step. You brush your trembling hands over your dress and swallow through your dry throat. A woman appears, her finely waved blond hair so pale that the silver is indiscernible. Her face is long and elegant though she is not very tall herself, scrawny even in the cinched coral dress. Mrs. Rogers.

Her blue eyes, the same hue as her son, wander around the room. Her lips hold the shadow of a smile and she finds you standing nervously by the sofa. Her cheeks bulb and her lips curve delightfully.

“Ahh, honey, there you are!” She struts over to you as Steve appears behind her, “I’ve waited so long to meet you.”

You’re overcome as she advances on you. With nowhere to go, you can only let her kiss both your cheeks with her precisely lined lips. She grasps your shoulders and looks you up and down at arm’s length.

“Wow, you are so beautiful, darling,” she preens, “this dress is wonderful,” she pulls back one hand as the other follows a fold in the fabric, “if not a bit evening, but oh,” she parts completely and spins, “this is such a quaint little home you’ve got.”

“Sweetheart, this is my–”

“Of course she knows who I am, Stevie,” his mother spins around, so lithe that she seems to float. Her age does not slow her, “you said so yourself, but let’s not forget ourselves. You may call me Sarah, honey.”

“It’s…” you glance past her to Steve as he watches intently, “it’s nice to meet you, Sarah.”

“Ah, excuse me, I am just elated. I am so happy that my boy’s finally found such a nice girl.” She goes to the window and hums as she taps one of the bent nails. Peculiar but not enough to bother her. “And to think he’s hidden you for so long,” she pivots back to point at her son, “and when he told me I had this dreadful fear that he would go so far as to say you eloped!”

You blink, speechless, looking between her and Steve. He’s not very concerned as he watches her flutter around. In fact, he seems rather pleased with himself.

“But he knows how much I’ve looked forward to his wedding and I have so many ideas,” she proclaims, “what were we thinking for the dress? Lace? You would look fine in satin.”

You sniff and try to gather your wits, “I… I haven’t decided.”

“Well, ma,” Steve steps forward, “I haven’t exactly had a chance to uh… pop the question. Um, your ring?”

“Ah, yes, yes,” she touches her cheeks, “I hope I haven’t spoiled anything.”

“All good, ma,” Steve comes up and turns to stand beside you, stretching his arm across your shoulders, “she knows she’s the one.”

You pinch your cheeks between your teeth. You want to scream. You want to run. And as his fingers tickle the sleeve of your dress, you sorely want to slap him.

“Aww, you two are so cute together,” she squeals as she strides up to him. She straightens his collar and fixes his tie, “you look so much better when I can’t see all those scribbles.”

“Ma,” Steve warns.

“And how do you feel about it? All that mess on his skin?” She looks over at you.

You hesitate and shake your head, “um, I…”

You move your foot back in an effort to hide your own tattoo. She senses the movement and her eyes flick down. She leans a bit to get a glimpse and her eyes narrow.

“Honey, please tell me you’re not covered in the same.”

“No, ma,” Steve interjects, “that one’s for me. That’s it.” He squeezes you against him tighter, “she’s a good girl, like I told you.”

“Yes, yes, you do talk a lot, why don’t you let the girl speak for herself?”

“Well, I–” Steve begins, “of course she can, I was only–”

“You were only being rude,” Sarah reaches and takes your hand, “come, honey, I want to see more. Show me around and we can talk.”

“Uh, sure,” you pull away from Steve slowly. You feel his gaze on you and try to ignore it, “it’s pretty small.”

“Modest, it’s sensible,” she clings to you, “oh, and there’s your piano. He says you’re very gifted. He’s always been an avid player but he never did much with it. He was more into his drawings.”

“Oh, yeah, I… my grandfather taught me to play,” you utter, just to have something to offer.

“Ah, and your parents? Mother, father? They’ll be at the wedding?”

“Um…” You don’t know what to say. You fidget with your free hand, tugging at the fabric of your skirt, “no. They… passed.”

“Honey,” she says as she stops at the mouth of the hall, “I am so sorry. I had no idea.” She turns you and pulls you into a hug, her skinny arms tight around you, “that’s absolutely horrid but we’ll make do.” She draws back and cradles your face, “hm, your lips would do well in a sweet shade of rose, I think.”

You’re put off by the suggestion. So sudden and sharp. Amidst the talk of death and grief, she can’t help but bring up cosmetics? Well, she is a bit strange and what can you expect given her son has proven to be entirely unpredictable.

“Um, I’ll show you the master, then, the guest, and um, the office is just closed up right now.”

“Oh, office? Why’s that?”

“Just… needs some fixing up,” you lie, “I’m working on it.”

“That’s too bad. Well, it would do to clear it out and make a nursery. I’d love to help–”

“A nursery?” You stop her at the end of the hall, just before your bedroom door. Why are you doing this? Why are you playing along? “What–”

“You’re going to have babies. You’re still young enough, he is too. I know he’s a bit older but men are virile for a lot longer. You on the other hand, you should start thinking–”

“I’m not having babies,” you spit out, “are you as crazy as he is?”

Her lashes flick down then up. She lets go of your hand and faces you as he arched brows rise, wrinkles lining her forehead, “crazy?”

“Yes,” you hiss, “crazy. I don’t know your son. He’s got me trapped here. He’s… He’s…” You shake your head and scoff, “your son is a psychopath and he doesn’t live here. None of this is real. Do you understand?”

She shakes her head as her eyes flutter madly. She touches her throat as her lip quivers, “I don’t understand what you mean,” her voice cracks.

You huff and roll your eyes. “I’m not doing this.”

You turn on your heel and stomp down the hallway. You don’t look up, you don’t look anywhere but ahead of you. You barrel down the stairs, surpassing your shoes as you twist the knob. The door shifts but does not open.

You hear the top stair groan and a shadow falls over you from above. You fumble with the latch but find another lock you can’t undo. Shiny brass, newly installed. A hole you have no key for. What the hell? This can’t be.

“Sweetheart,” Steve comes down the stairs as you turn the handle back and forth desperately, clawing at the wood, “where are you–”

“Help! Help! Let me out!” You scream at the door, “someone! Anyone–”

Steve’s hand smothers your mouth and his arm hooks around your middle. He yanks you away from the door as he grunts. You flail as he drags you backwards, up one step at a time. You thrash and grab at the banister, your fingers slipping with his strength, a fingernail breaking as it catches on the wood.

You murmur into his palm as he drags you onto even ground. You kick out as he struggles to subdue you. Your eyes water as you see Sarah standing in the hallway. She comes closer and looks you over as you try to dislodge Steve’s hand. You plead with your eyes. Can’t she see how afraid you are?

“You said she was a good girl, Stevie, but I think she could do with some discipline,” Sarah declares, “don’t you?”

“Yes, mother,” he answers, his voice rumbling through you, “I’m sorry. Please ma, she is good. Please, I want to keep this one.”

Sarah clucks and nears. A tear beads over the brim of your eye and falls. She traces its path with her thumb, “then you know what to do, Stevie. If she is to be a good wife, a wife good enough for my son, you must punish her.”

Your garble and round your eyes. Your heart throbs and your ears ring. No, no, no.

“You must do it, Stevie,” Sarah’s voice hardens to stone, “look at her. She needs it.”

#steve rogers #dark steve rogers #dark!steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #sarah rogers #drabble #dark drabble #dark!drabble #series #drawn together #mcu #marvel #captain america #au #tattoo au

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amethystia1208 · 2 months

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One Piece Men As Fathers Part two

Part one here

Franky

• Oh my gosh he would be the funnest dad ever

• He definitely makes all his kids toys by hand, and it makes him so happy to see them playing with them.

• He teaches them how to do his dance and signature pose, and at least one of his kid’s first words is “SUUUPPER!”

• He has gotten in trouble many times for switching baby formula out for cola

•He’s so tall that his kids have and will use him as a jungle gym

Brook

• Not exactly sure how a child could come from tall thin and bony up here, but I digress

• I genuinely think that besides being dead, Brook would make an incredible father.

• Like when your kid is in trouble, he would lean down and slowly explain to them that what they did was wrong, without yelling or getting upset

• Like Sanji, he will have tea parties with your kids. And dress up. And do all the silly voices.

• Gets super duper sad when he thinks about his kids growing up because he knows that there is a big chance that he will outlive them. And that scares him.

• He is a helicopter dad till death. Yes that line was intentional.

Shanks

• This guy. This. FUCKING. GUY!

• He was definitely drunk when your baby was conceived. He’s always drunk, but he had to have been absolutely hammered to let something like this happen

• Now don’t get me wrong, he wouldn’t abandon you and the kid as soon as it pops out (I say as I remember the rap sheet this guy probably has for child abandonment)

• He would be a fun dad, always dropping everything to play with his kids.

• Now I’m not saying that makes him a good dad. No no no no, this guy is irresponsible as shit. He always forgets where his kids are.

• You know this child safety leashes that you get for really rowdy kids? Yeah. You have to get one for the kids. AND Shanks.

• He does his best though

Buggy the Clown

• I love this guy with my entire being.

• But my GOD, he would be a nervous wreck as a dad.

• He absolutely adores his children, and he loves being a pirate too, but he would try to keep those two things as far apart as possible. Being a pirate is dangerous and he doesn’t want his kids in the middle of all that.

• He will however expose his children to the circus aspect of his work. And they LOVE it.

• Like Ussop, the genetics are truly very strong. The kids get the nose, the hair, or both.

• That bit is non negotiable.

• Also the nose honks, so he lets the kids honk the nose.

• That bit is also non negotiable.

Thanks for all the support on my past work, please don’t hesitate to like and comment. Comments give me life!

#one piece #buggy the clown #soul king brook #franky one piece #red haired shanks #one piece headcanons

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viviaxia · 4 months

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cherry red curtains.

note: this is my first ever fanfic here, this is also in AO3! if you want to read it there and I hope you enjoy this, please be nice hihi and I would absolutely love feedback!

Cherry red curtains drape over his window, leaving the sunlight to paint the room red. You glance to your side to see the man beside the window, admiring as the sun sets. A shadow fell across the room because of his broad shoulders blocking off some of the sun's rays. “Oh God, how beautiful even his shadow is.”

𐙚⊹₊⋆☆

Felix Catton, the man who caused you to doubt your own existence. The first time you laid your eyes on him, was also the start of your world revolving around him. You're someone who values high morals and has so much self respect, a “good girl” as they say and despite your best efforts— it'd be bad to deny it right? that you unconsciously do things to please him.

“I like the bow.” Felix compliments you as he gets off his bike.

You looked wonderful wearing a tight brown shirt that hugged your curves and went great with your favorite belted jeans that brought attention to your round cheeks. Your gold moon-shaped earrings and a watch that Felix gave you long-ago, paired well with a Pandora bracelet with chic dark blue accents, completed the look. Finally, a dainty baby blue satin ribbon finished your half-updo.

You came to a halt as you walked past him. “I'll take it off then.” you joked as you turned around to face him. Gosh, you always seem to forget how tall he is, you were already tall enough but still, you have to look up to him.

“You don't have to.” he shrugs, then approaches you and gently grabs your waist to give a quick kiss on top of your head. It's his luck that he can do this with little to no effort because of your ideal height.

Really?!? First thing in the morning? you just internally rolled your eyes. Despite this, you don't find it annoying. It's what you guys do. It's all too familiar for you, Felix can name where your freckles are at and wouldn't miss a spot, even the ones that you didn't know you have. While you alone can name every part of him by a simple touch of your kiss, a knack that you wanted to try on him but only if he'd let you.

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You and Felix caused a big stir on the students as you entered the school. Startling all of them to glance at you, some even daring to stare as your red-bottomed heels echoed throughout the hallway. You couldn't help but let out a faint chuckle, pleased at how they stiffened up when they saw you and Felix together. Your hair was perfectly placed— it always has to be, God knows how much you hated how you had to wake up a little extra early just to style your hair— and is even more beautiful as the warm wind lightly brushes it. All eyes were now on you and Felix as you both walked through the hallways, some even bold enough to give you two the death stare— you haven't even touched him and yet, they're already acting like some animal marking their territory but Felix wasn't theirs and will never be.

Felix is loved by everyone— worshiped like some sort of Greek God and rightfully so. He is affectionate and tactile with those around him like he doesn't have a damn clue how it looks to others. He has this enigmatic aura around him, something that every woman and man wanted to be around with, even if it meant to be around a potent and intoxicating aura, leaving them till their breathless but despite all of that they'll be begging and chasing for him.

For you, everyone says the same thing. Everyone you come across with wants you— honestly? how could anyone not desire you when you are from the richest of rich, did they also mention that you're gorgeous, and intelligent? What a dangerous fucking combo. You know what to give and what not to give, always leaving them to fantasize about you— giving a little room for imagination but you're never too less and that's why they love you.

Making you and Felix to be a lethal mix, intertwining together. They never truly knew what you two do behind closed doors but everyone knew your Felix's, even if he decided to share you on some occasions. That's why they so much envy your pair, you two were untouchable.

You don't even mind the secrecy of it all. The light touches he leaves you behind— a kiss on the shoulder, his hands on your back, the way he gives you sweets when you're grumpy— you love it, you love the thrill it gives you.

𐙚⊹₊⋆☆

You looked at the building in front of you making sure it was Felix's flat, even though you've been here a hundred times already and have probably memorized all the nooks and cranny the building could offer but it's just a natural habit that you do. As soon as you found a good parking spot, you then grabbed the very much oversized racer jacket Felix left at your flat and wore it because you only wore your sleeping clothes, a tight white shirt paired with some booty shorts and you'd rather be in hell than get caught wearing house clothes outside. You internally laugh at yourself as you open the car door and drop your heels to wear it, as you get out of your car you grab your sunglasses and car keys, twirling it around your index finger.

“This is ridiculous.” you chuckle at yourself as you put on your shades and walk up to the entrance of the building.

Dangling bells rang as soon as you pushed the glass door open, alerting all the front desk staff to look at you. At least you looked decent right? with your hair still tucked inside Felix racer jacket.

“I'll sign later madam.” you smiled at the lovely receptionist behind the desk.

“It’s fine dear.” she smiles back at you and gestures for you to go to the elevator. She already knows you're headed for Felix's flat, you've been here countless of times that she already recognizes you and due to her old age when Felix brings an unfamiliar girl here she accidentally calls your name leaving the girl probably thinking who’s name she just called them.

But who doesn't know your name? when you're the most beloved model in the industry.

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You opened the door to Felix’s flat and pushed it softly, revealing Felix to be in his swivel chair— man spreading in his boxer. He was already expecting you.

He let out a faint chuckle seeing you— ugh you already know you looked insane enough. You then went inside and closed the door, you smiled in defeat walking up to him. Suddenly, he grabs you by the hips as you are arm's reach for him. He beams a smile at you, and you can't help but notice how his eyes sparkle in the sunlight, making them appear even more intense. He's too lovely to look at.

“You look ridiculous,” he pauses for a moment, as you were placing your sunglasses on top of your head, pushing the front of your hair back. “I love it.” he finally says, gripping your hips even more tighter.

“of course you do.” you rolled your eyes at him, grabbing your tucked hair as you were removing Felix's jacket, then throwing it at the desk besides you two.

You can't help but get weak in the knees as you look back to see him. An eyesore, honestly— too beautiful to look at. Looking down on him makes your stomach swirl in knots and as the sun paints the room red you can't deny that your body's getting hot. Your hands on his shoulder and his hands on your hips, a picture flashed before your eyes.

It all felt so surreal, like it's your first— but this was never the first, but it always seems to feel like it though, misty air covered the room making your body even hotter. A naked figure stood in front of Felix, you. While his hands touched your body he was worshiping you like a goddess. He kissed your abdomen while you grabbed your boobs, you wanted more— you needed more and as Felix, the attentive man that he is— only around you though, grabbed your hips to take your pussy into his mouth. You let out a faltering gasp, grabbing him by the shoulder at the sudden move. You then looked at his face as he laps you like the first time, you were already making faces that he liked— no, he loved it. Making him laugh whilst sucking you dry, you can't help but hitch at the knees as his laughs send vibrations to your body— he then forcefully grabs you closer to him as you are fighting back, already overstimulated by the feeling of his tongue swirling around your clit. At that moment, you just let your head roll back and feel, even though your knees were about to give in. However, he just tightened his grip around your hips, you don't mind the fucking bruise it'll leave you the first thing in the morning. He loved that you were already so wet for him and when you grabbed his hair— pulling him closer to your pussy, moaning his name like there was no tomorrow.

“Do you wanna come?”

“shit.” you cursed as you let out a long sigh.

“I said, do you wanna come to saltburn?” He asks you again, with concern in his voice, making his eyes shine more.

Oh fuck, you looked at him dazed, cutting off your little fantasy and you didn't even realize that you were gripping on his shoulder like a damn leech. But he just gave you a mischievous smile and of course, he already knew.

“Yeah, I'll go.” You timidly respond, you then shake your head softly— slightly embarrassed at what you have just thought. Felix then stands up to sit on the desk, to which you grabbed the swivel chair and sat.

“You sure?” a tint of uncertainty in his voice as he tucks a piece of hair behind your ear because the first time he invited you to saltburn, you had to decline due to a busy schedule with fashion week so you couldn't come.

“Mhm, I already cleared my schedule this summer.” You nod at him, he then grabs your face and plants kisses all over your face.

“You don't know how glad I am to hear that.” He gives you a smile and continues to plant more kisses on your face. You couldn't help but just laugh at how he is right now.

𐙚⊹₊⋆☆

It was time to leave already, as you were wearing the ridiculous outfit again. Felix was leaning against the door frame, with his arms crossed in front of him and fixing his gaze upon you.

“You’re really sure that you don't want me to come with you?” He asks you again, frowning his eyebrows at you.

“Yep,” you gave an assuring smile at him “and besides you have paper to do.” you peeked at his flat one more time, seeing all the paperwork stacked besides his computer.

And before you could even leave he said one more thing.

“I bet you thought of me nicely earlier.” He gave you a mischievous sneer and watched you intently to gauge your response.

And you grinned back at him, sneering, “You bet I did.” You then gave him a quick kiss on his lips.

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#felix catton #felix catton smut #felix catton saltburn #felix catton fanfic #saltburn #he so fine #he so hot #hyperfixation #smut #fantasy #sexy content #first fanfic #the brainrot is real #writers on tumblr

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purpleisnotacolor · 3 months

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I just had an idea for the saddest, funniest Star Wars AU.

Padmé actually does get resurrected!

It would suck!

it will also take a lot of text to explain...

The Setup

from her perspective, ROTS happens, she gives her kids to Bail and Obi-wan for safety, dies, then wakes up in her gosh darn burial clothes in front of THAT SLEEMO, SHEEV PALPATINE and this ominous dark cyborg who IS HER HUSBAND, who explains to her that he needed to genocide the Jedi to bring her back to life, and also nobody can find Obi-wan, and also Obi-wan and Palpatine mutilated your husband.

so she'd obviously have a breakdown, and fall into mourning for... basically everything she's ever loved or known.

Palpatine is of course aware of the threat Padmé poses, so she'd be watched like a hawk. Just in general she'd live in a gilded cage, because she has access to pretty much all of the Empire's resources, but can't say what she believes openly with the Emperor always watching.

What she'd do about it

As horrible as all of this was, she deals with it like she does any other tragedy, with calculated determination and faith. She absolutely, 90000%, would support the rebels, not in spite of being married to Darth Vader, but more because she wants his path of evil to be as rough as possible, and for his evil boss who regularly tortures him to die.

she's also not going to hide that she's married to "Darth Vader", and probably would also be very openly affectionate because:

after going through all that, nobody can tell her she has to also keep their marriage secret still.

he's not yours Palpatine, he's mine. He's not your slave, he is my husband, who I am married to, don't you forget it you Sith sack of slime.

to remind herself, him, and any onlookers that this tall dark brooding monster does still have a heart locked inside there.

while she would hate to admit it, there is a rush that comes from being the only person who's allowed to act that way with "Darth Vader".

the only thing she'd keep from the public is his true name, because of the threats she gets from Palpatine if she does. She'd absolutely still use it in private though, even if her husband hates it, because she's not dignifying any this Sith nonsense.

she would have to keep her marriage secret in the rebellion, except from Mon and Bail, because aside from those two, nobody is going to trust "Darth Vader's Wife", regardless of how good her intel is.

As for her kids.... she'd have to leave them. she trusts Bail and Obi-wan (wherever he is) to take care of them way better than she and "Vader" can with the Emperor breathing down their necks. It would be hard to keep that secret from Anakin, but fortunately he'd recognize a "miscarriage" as a sore subject she wouldn't want to talk about.

What Anakin would do about it

mostly feel like hot garbage.

In his anger he murdered his own wife, so from now on he'll act as if she were made of glass. He can't afford to loose her again.

He can tell she's hiding something from him, but every time he asks about it, he gets the same response of "remember how you did unspeakable things for me? I might have to do some for you, don't worry about it", which he supposes is fair, but Palpatine does not trust her intentions.

oh right... Palpatine.

He doesn't want to have to choose between Palpatine and her, but they both quietly fight over him all the time. Palpatine will ask him to kneel, Padmé will immediately do something sugary to reclaim him as her husband, Palpatine counters, she counters, on and on and on and it's exhausting, even without the threat of him and her getting electrocuted. At times he might even hide Padmé from the Emperor, both to protect her, and to save the headache.

while she still shows affection towards him, their marriage is obviously not doing well. so dang it he'll give her whatever he can, time, attention, gifts, political power, her children (once he discovers they exist), whatever he can get his cybernetic hands on.

How everyone else would react/the funny part

The general public: it would be the hottest drama in the galaxy. Padmé dies, people hold a massive funeral, and then she comes back. there's a lot of confusion, and she's of course changed, but it verifiably is her. And now she's married to some Imperial higher-up called "Lord Vader", and claims they've been secretly married for years but are finally coming out with it. Nobody would shut up about this or stop speculating, except under threat of criminal punishment.

Mon Mothma: revulsion honestly. the first time everyone saw Padmé and Vader making out at Padmé's anti-funeral, she downs her champagne flute like a shot. but eventually she finds out Padmé wants to join the Rebellion, and any allies are welcome at a time like this.

Bail Organa: Happy to see her alive! but also confused, as he's pretty sure he saw her die. She's also now married to this "Vader" fellow, despite the fact that he's pretty sure she was married to Anakin... and there is no good resolution to that snag. she explains the situation to him, and that she wants to join the Rebellion, and he accepts.

her children are another issue, but she thankfully doesn't ask for Leia back, so he'll do the best he can to raise her, occasionally including Padmé in Leia's life when it's safe to.

Vader's underlings and other Imps: in a word, pissed. Vader is known for being violent, except around his wife. here is walking proof he can be gentle, he just chooses not to be, because you're all beneath him.

Obi-Wan: honestly not much different than canon, he can't help Anakin, he can't help Padmé, he's just going to do the best he can with Luke.

Palpatine: has made a grave mistake. this was a bad idea, this was such a bad idea, she keeps getting in the way, he can't just kill her again, why did he do this? it doesn't matter now, he can still work with this, he can bend it to his favor, he just needs to be clever.

Ahsoka: that bastard murdered her master and stole his wife. She's going to kill him. Might end up on an awkward rescue mission that ends with her learning some things she'd rather not know.

Thrawn: morbid curiosity and respectful suspicion. given that this "Lord Vader" shows up out of nowhere with the only known fact about him being that he's married to the senator of Naboo, he honestly suspects some form of identity fraud is at play. Finding Vader's identity becomes one of his research projects, and his marriage becomes his favorite soap opera to look into when he's bored.

Leia: really mad that her mother was right there this whole time, and she never got to know until she was older. also very very mad that their marriage was across political factions, meaning their marital issues literally got millions of people killed. very very much wants Padmé to just dump him.

Luke: gosh darn it he's going to patch this hot mess of a family up with duct-tape if he has too. he hates every inch of this drama as much as everyone else, but he's going to do something about it.

#star wars #padmé resurrection AU #my blorbo #I won't tag every character in this because it'd get too long

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watermelonsugacry · 1 year

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OK I HAVE SO MANY THINGS I WANNA TALK 2 U ABOUT SO HERE IS ME RANTING AND PUTTING QUESTIONS:

I lovehe relationship yn has w the tomlinsons😫 like how she has a secrete handshake with the twins and how lottie is like her little sister and LOUIS IS LITERALLY A DREAM FRIENDSHIP

I have this thing where i like to think that yn was a big fan of paramore, and she also wrote some hits like only exeption (it just screams her and also it reminds me of how she would feel abt harry)

I also see her writing 'girl crush' when harry and taylor were dating and then saling it in 2014 but idk thats just me

And am i the only one who sees a PERFERT friendship between her and jennifer lawrence??

OK NOW I GOT SOME QUESTIONS SO HOPE THEY'RE NOT TOO MUCH

Whats the readers networth? Like i know that shes rich but how rich🤔

On a scale of 1-10 how famous is she? Like comparing to a big celebrity like Beyonce is she just as famous or..?

Whats her favorite colour?

Who is more clingy, harry or her?

Besides harry and louis who is her bestfriend that she hangs out w the most

What are some celebrities that got a crush on her and who has made that public

The weeknd has a song 'the party & after party' and it kind of sounds that hes describing a girl like yn "with your louis v bag, tats on your arms, high heels shoes make you 6 feet tall.." so are there some speculations ab this from the fans?

AND LAST is the reader the teaser in the relationship or does harry like to make fun of her more? ( srry if theres any mistakes)

IM ALWAYS DOWN FOR THIS LOVIE 💚

same!! they're family 🥰

funny enough, i actually picture a lot of paramore's music to be the music that yn would make with her band when she was in high school!

in the 1d!yn universe, she wrote Girl Crush!! (I remember talking about it a while ago on here but I forgot what year she wrote & sold it lol)

I don't know much about jennifer lawrence but thats an interesting pair 👀

I'll base it off of ariana grande's net worth at 240 million. But we all know that no number can amount to her actual worth 💅

I'd say that on a scale of 1-10, she's about an 8. She's a household name and an absolute force to be reckoned with. She's the type of famous that she forgets that she is and she'll record herself reacting to tiktoks lying down in bed, make-up free, and just lose her mind laughing. Or there was another time when she took herself out on a brunch date bc Harry went out to play golf that morning. Two girls approached her table and politely greeted her, said how much they loved her and had tickets to see her show that night. But before they could leave, YN invited them to sit with her and spent the rest of the morning eating and chatting with them.

Her favorite color is lavender ��

Harry is the more clingy of the two! He's always the one who lays himself on top of her when she's about to get out of bed. When they arrive at the stadium he's going to perform at, her hand is constantly intertwined with his. When she's doing some last-minute rehearsals and sound checks, he's sitting at the edge of the room as he watches her work while still giving her her space. Or when she's in her home studio, he insists that she sits in his lap as she works because he's missed her all day, promising that he won't be a distraction to her (even though he totally is). And don't get it twisted, she can be clingy too sometimes; she's just better at hiding it.

Her other good friends that she hangs out with whenever she can are: Abel (the weeknd), Perrie Edwards, and Alisha Davies (an old friend from Doncaster turned choreographer).

oh my gosh where do I even begin?! There's a couple that initially come to mind: Matt Healy, Alex Turner, and Taron Egerton. For some reason, I can hear Matt say in an interview: "YN YLN is totally fit. Yeah, she's a fucking babe she is."

OOO definitely! Fans from both fan bases had speculated that they might have dated in 2017 (they didn't) bc that's when they hung out in public for the first time. Some people still speculate that Abel might have a crush on her til this day.

I'd say they share the teasing role. She throws playful jabs at him left and right, but she's the one who helped coax out that side of him. While they tease one another behind closed doors ALL the time, their favorite time to make fun of each other is at each other's shows.

#1d!yn asks #harry x 1dbandmember!reader #since 2010 series #1d!yn

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lilbadgyu · 11 months

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Butterfly Fly Away: 김민규

Butterfly Fly Away by Miley Cyrus

Main Master List Seventeen Master List Word Count: 1191 Gender Neutral

Warnings: nothing huge

AN: i don't know how to put this tbh its just a sappy one because it was fathers day when i started this but its from the pov of mingyu seeing yn with their father, but also yn sees mingyu with how he is with their siblings

it was the annual family reunion with your family, and this time mingyu was joining you. you haven't seen your family in a while, and you were nervous about how they would react to mingyu. you paced back and forth in the hotel room, panicking because you couldn't find your necklace. "hey baby, calm down it's okay. nothing to worry about, we will find your necklace." mingyu said, standing by the doorway,

"no gyu, you don't get it. i have to have that necklace." you replied, beginning to hastily grab things and moving them.

mingyu walked over, putting his hand on your shoulder, "hey, hey, hey slow down there. retrace your steps." he said calmly, you turned your head to see him with his soft eyes, "just calm down okay, it's going to be okay; i am right here okay."

you took a deep breath, adjusting your jacket on your shoulders. you walked back to the bathroom, looking around and there it was; on the counter next to you and mingyu's promise rings. "aren't you forgetting something too?" you questioned, and mingyu came around the corner with his hands in his pockets.

you held up his ring, "right, right, i'm sorry." he chuckled.

you handed him his ring, and he reached and grabbed yours; putting it on your finger. "alright, are you ready to go?" mingyu asked softly, brushing his fingers over your knuckles.

"yeah i guess so." you sighed.

mingyu smiled, placing a soft kiss to your forehead.

you two headed down to the uber, and then headed to the venue where the reunion was being held. you had an amazing relationship with your family, but there was still that anxiety after not seeing them for years. especially since you moved to be with mingyu. you didn't know how your siblings would react to seeing you again.

you held onto mingyu's hand tightly, he brushed his thumb over your knuckles, and everytime he did this to calm you down; it magically worked. the uber driver pulled to a stop, and put the car in park; causing you to look to mingyu. "lets go." mingyu smiled.

mingyu got out and went around to the other side, opening the door for you. he held his hand out, you grabbed it and he helped you out of the car. you instantly clinged to mingyu's side, linking you arm with his. when you got closer to your family, your siblings began to notice the tall man walking with you. "YN! THEY'RE BACK!" your youngest sibling beamed, running to you, dodging around all the cars in the parking lot.

your siblings ran to you, jumping up and giving you a hug; wrapping their arms and legs around you. "oh my gosh you guys got so big." you chuckled.

"we haven't seen you in years, of course we got so big." you little sister laughed.

you carefully put your siblings down, "where's dad?" you questioned.

"he's talking to grandma, they're both waiting for you and to meet-" they looked up to mingyu, "are you the boyfriend?" your sister asked.

mingyu chuckled, "yes i am the boyfriend." he said, holding out his hand for them to shake.

"you're really tall." your younger brother said, looking all the way up at mingyu.

mingyu bent down, still holding onto your younger brothers hand. "do you want to see the view from up top?" mingyu asked.

your brother smiled brightly and nodded quickly, and mingyu picked your bother up and placed him on his shoulders. you walked with mingyu, your sister, and your brother; him being on mingyu's shoulders. you guys walked back to the venue and when you walked in, you were in the eye sight of everyone. they all were surprised to see you after so many years. "yn? is that my lovely yn?" your mom questioned, walking around a group of people.

mingyu carefully put your brother down, and turned to you as you went over to your mom. you gave your mom a big hug, mingyu watching from a far. "oh my gosh, you have grown so much. you look amazing, and-" your mom let out a gasp as she looked over and saw mingyu, "is this the one you've been telling me about?"

"mom, this is mingyu; mingyu this is my mom." you smiled.

"very nice to meet you mingyu, yn has told me so much about you." you mom smiled, shaking mingyu's hand.

"all good things i hope." mingyu chuckled.

your mom turned to you, “your father has been awaiting your arrival, he’s very excited to see you.” your mom explained.

you smiled and looked to mingyu before walking to go find your father. when you saw him in the distance, you felt your heart jump. after so long you were finally seeing your dad; your childhood best friend, once again. you took off, leaving mingyu behind to give your dad a big hug. “there they are!” your dad beamed once you hugged him.

“i missed you so much!” you beamed, hugging your dad tightly.

mingyu watched from a far, seeing how much your expression brightened when you talked to your dad. that was until you were calling him over; he made his way over with a smile. “dad this is mingyu, mingyu this is my dad.” you introduced them.

“it’s good to finally meet you, yn and my wife have told me a lot about you.” your dad chuckled, shaking hands with mingyu, “and may i say; i am pleased.”

mingyu chuckled, “well yn is one of the best people i’ve ever met.” mingyu said glancing to you slightly.

"that is good to hear, i am happy that you're apart of our family." your dad smiled brightly.

you looked to mingyu with wide eyes, your dad waving to both of you before walking away. "so, i guess i am a part of the family now?" mingyu questioned.

"that is one of the best things i heard him say, i literally- that makes today so much better." you sighed.

mingyu smiled, putting his arm around your shoulder; pulling you closer to him. "see everything is okay." mingyu chuckled.

a while later, you sat at a table with your sister; mingyu was out playing with your younger cousins. you smiled at how they were holding onto mingyu's arms, wanting to lift them up on his arms. you laughed at the scene, your sister noticing your happy state. "you really love him don't you?" she questioned.

you looked back at your sister, "what?" you questioned.

"you really do love mingyu don't you." your sister repeated.

"i mean- i uh- yeah." you replied.

your sister smiled, "yeah i knew it." she chuckled.

"well i guess, i don't know. dad said that he was happy he was apart of the family." you replied.

"i can see how he does make you really happy. i'm happy that you have him, you definitely needed him." she said.

it was true. mingyu was definitely who you needed. he made you so happy, and he made you want to be the best version of yourself. you couldn't see yourself without him either.

#kpop imagines #kpop #kpop tumblr #svt fanfic #svt scenarios #svtcreations #svt mingyu #mingyu x reader #seventeen mingyu #mingyu #kim mingyu #caratwritersclub #svt carat #seventeen carat #gender neutral y/n

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