#ALSO WHAT IS IT WITH THE CAMERA ANGLES WITH THE HUGS DO THEY HATE US

[diamondsunbursts-and-marblehalls]

Can we just talk about the way that she was clearly so worried about him and needed to hug him, but also the way that she took that opportunity to point out that Clarisse was still there and warn him. They are such a good team and she's always scheming and I love her for that.

#ALSO WHAT IS IT WITH THE CAMERA ANGLES WITH THE HUGS DO THEY HATE US #IS HE HUGGING HER BACK OR ISN'T HE #percy and annabeth #percabeth #percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #pjo tv show #the lightning thief #annabeth chase #pjo tv series #episode 8

[i4bellingham]

MORE THAN JUST AN INTERLUDE: pedri x reader

SYNOPSIS: in which a relationship thought to be a fleeting moment lasted for more than they'll ever know.

CONTENT: incorporated with a slight social media au! + obsessive hateful fan speaking shit. conversations are in (google translated) spanish and english + gavi being an adorable child + innuendos by pedri :’p / also NOT PROOFREAD please don’t sue me. read part two here

pedri

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pedri el más feliz contigo. feliz aniversario mi amor. the happiest with you. happy anniversary my love.

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user1 wait what- one year ???? 😧

user2 y'all been together for one year i-

user3 remembering the days where your fans thought this was just a fling 😭 you guys are celebrating one year with each other now congrats 😭❤️

gavi happy anniversary!

fcbarcelona sending love to you and yourusername ❤️

user4 another month now and you'll break up anyways 😐

user5 shut yo stanky ass

user4 let's bffr here besties they're not gonna last ☺️

user6 user4 and this is why your father left you, your mom hates you, you failed school and you're single meanwhile yourusername is here living the absolute best of life 🤷🏻‍♀️

　　　

yourusername

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yourusername here's to many more small midnight talks about life with you. happy anniversary bebe ❤️

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_rl9 never let the haters ruin such a beautiful relationship!

pedri never

gavi the second picture is when you text him and his focus is not with us anymore :/

yourusername i always tell him to stop texting me when he's out with you guys though ☹️

gavi i know, pedri just doesn't listen because he's annoying like that

yourusername say sorry pedri :/

yourfriend1 happiest anniversary to you both! ❤️❤️

pedri i love you

yourusername i love you more

pedri i love you the most

yourusername i love you more than most

pedri i love you so much that no words could ever describe to which extent

alejandrobalde pedri we get it man 😃 (anyways happy anniversary yourusername)

gavi pedri simp (i don't know if i used that word correct)

Pedri was still high on adrenaline when he was whisked away for an interview just after their game.

His football jersey clung onto his skin in an uncomfortable but familiar hug with grimes and sweat all over his body. If people looked closely, they'd find small specks of dirt on his cheeks from the amount of time he tried intercepting a ball pass from the opposing team. He still looked good nonetheless, not that he needed someone to remind him that as he stood carefree in front of the multiple camera shooting his every angle as he waits for the first question to pop up.

“So... what a game huh?” The reporter chucklesㅡ for what reason, Pedri doesn't know but he simply chuckles alongside him. “How do you think of your performance today Pedri? And how do you think that contributed to the win tonight?”

Pedri scratches his nose bridge, then placing both hands over his waist as he takes a lean back to keep the mic near from his lips.

“I think this is one of the best games that I’ve played entering this season. I think that defensively I’ve gotten a lot of progress and it showed in this game tonightㅡ but I believe there is still room for improvement. I think that I had made a few bad calls during the game as well so I’ll definitely look into that as to not make the same mistakes again but overall, I’m pretty satisfied and happy with how my performance played out tonight and contributed to our team’s win.”

The reporter nods his head behind the camera, seemingly impressed at the response he got from one of Barcelona’s golden boys.

“Any celebrations happening tonight for this big win? For another 3 points on the board?”

Pedri smiles but he shakes his head. “No, the guys will get into that but I will be celebrating something else tonight, this is a special day for me and for my girlfriend after all so I just want to spend this night with her.”

“Speaking of girlfriend...” The reporter trails off, flicking through his card with a teasing glint and smile on his face as he follows through with his statement. “It’s your guys’ anniversary today yes? Made quite a lasting impression on Twitter, this one.”

Pedri nods his head, eyes steering away from the media crew momentarily when his eyes catches a familiar figure walking towards them alongside Gavi.

“Yes, it's our anniversary today so not only do I get to celebrate the win tonight but I also get to celebrate an entire year of love and happiness with my girlfriend.”

Pedri shoots you a smile when you catch his eyes, mouthing ‘wait for me’ as he tends to his media tasks by finishing off the interview with a few more remarks for the game, team improvements and whatnot before he walks over to you and Gavi in brisk steps when he's finally done.

He's a few mere foot away when you immediately open your arms for a hug, not minding that he's still dirtied up from his previous game, all with the sweat and gunk clinging onto him. Pedri immediately falls down into your embrace, and Gavi takes that chance to slip away when he sees the cameras pointing to you both while still airing live.

You plant a kiss each to his cheeks and nose, leaving more than a swift peck to his lips that he returns gratefully and with glee.

“I’m so proud of you, do you know that?” You tell him as he leans his forehead against yours. “You did so well today baby, I’m very very proud of you.”

Pedri wraps both of his arms around your waist, locking you snug against him as you snake your hands around his shoulders.

“You always tell me that, no?” He leans down to whisper in your ear. “But you can always show how proud you are of me yeah?”

You don’t say anything but you do slap his chest when Gavi comes in barreling through your hug, jumping behind your boyfriend while he's got both hands over Pedri’s shoulders.

“Happy Anniversary to the two of you!”

Pedri shakes the younger one off before moving to walk away, pulling you behind him. “Too loud Gavi.”

“But we won! And it's in your anniversary and you guys should all be loud!”

Pedri smiles tight-lipped, another whisper going through your ears before he's leaning back up as if he never just said something to rouse you up.

“Oh you'll definitely be loud tonight, that's for sure.”

Not only did the media capture you lip-locking live with your boyfriend after his post-game interview, the interaction with Gavi and Pedri’s whispered suggestive comments that left you stunned and bothered definitely made it to the trending topics on Twitter for the next days to come.

#☆ i4bellingham writes #☆ pedri #pedri x reader #pedri x you #pedri fanfic #pedri fanfiction #pedri imagine #pedri imagines #pedri one shot #pedri one shots #pedri

[stars-at-5pm]

Watch out.

Pairing : Mafia!Stucky x mafia!reader

Summary : Reader finds a camera, thinking that Steve and Bucky were recording them without their consent and reader confronts them about it.

Warnings : Swearing, stalking, confrontation, mafia, toxic ex

Type : Angst

It was about noon, you were about to go get dressed for the day as you entered your wardrobe closet. You were humming a silly song that was stuck in your head when you suddenly noticed a red light pocking at you from behind your pile of swimwear.

" wtf ? "

" is that.. ? You gotta be shitting me. I can’t believe them !! A camera ?? Christ. " you took the little camera in your hands, looking at it, searching for details. " A Loki Factory one too ? They’re disgusting. "

" Filming me ? Like that ? Ew. What a bunch of pervs."

Loki was also in the mob, you used to date him a while ago, but he was very toxic and your break up didn’t go, great.

You walked down to your kitchen where you found your two boyfriends talking and working on their computers. Steve was standing up, snacking on a sandwich while Bucky was sitting down, wearing his anti-blue light glasses (what an old man lol).

"Guys we need to talk. Now. " you said, coldly. Steve and Bucky’s gaze meet yours immediately, they tensed up feeling their jaw clenching.

" Care to explain this ? "You showed the camera in your hand " I can’t believe you guys. What about trust ? Boundaries? This is disgusting!! I thought I could trust you !! “ your face was hot and your hands shook.

" Wow wow, what’s that doll ?? I don’t know about this what- "

" Oh don’t you play dumb now !! It’s too late. I don’t want to hear any of it. I thought you guys were more than this."

" Okay let’s take a deep breath. I don’t know about this and neither does Bucky apparently. Darling, you know that we would never record you like this right ? I mean if we did, we would have gotten your consent beforehand. "

" Where did you find it anyway? "

" In my wardrobe. At the perfect angle for filming every.little.details. Guys be honest, do you really know NOTHING about THIS ? Because I swear to god I’m about to go feral. "

" Doll. " He said standing up, he was walked to you slowly, careful to not make you flinch or react badly. " We would never, and I mean NEVER do this. We love you so much. Look at me, he cupped your cheeks with his hands, we didn’t do this. we respect you. I love you. "

You let out a shaky breath, feeling a single tear roll down your cheek. This was very comforting but also very worrying, who was filming you, how long as it been, what do they do with the recordings ??

" You know, I felt even more betrayed when I realized that this little camera right here, happened to be a Loki Factory camera. I mean come on ! Buying from the enemy is a little over the limit in my opinion, I know that he isn’t a direct enemy because he hasn’t done anything against you but he’s still my ex and- "

Before you could go on longer about your rumbles, you felt two strong pairs of arms hugging you tightly. Bucky was in front of you while Steve held you from behind.

What you couldn’t see though, was the absolute anger that was burning in their eyes. They stayed calm, not wanting to make you panic, but deep inside ? They were freaking out. They felt so angry to know that they’re girl was behind literally stalked by the enemy. Especially by Loki, they hated that fucker to their core.

" Darling, I don’t want to worry you but, if you found one, there’s probably more and if it’s from Loki.. he’s probably the one stalking you. " Steve said, feeling rage filling his body.

" I dont like this, at all. We need to get out of here as fast as possible. NOW. Steve get all the security on full watch out, doll let’s get you out of here. "

" It’s okay sweetheart, you’re okay. " Steve said, as he kissed tenderly your forehead.

" See you tonight love, be safe " you were filled with anxious thoughts. Why was this happening to you, and how were the boys so.. chill about it ?..

#mafia bucky x you #mafia steve rogers #mafia stucky #mob stucky #stucky x reader #stucky #mafia au #mafia bucky x reader #bucky x y/n #steve rogers #steve x bucky x reader #poly

[msnihilist]

Person Who Has Never Watched the Reboot Decides to Liveblog Alien-X-Tinction

First scene and I already hate Max's voice. #NotMyGrandpa

idk what alternate universe this is yet, but I like 1) that Ben is sad :), and 2) that his Omnitrix looks like that??? It really sells the idea of a prototype 🥺

"resistance will only beget pain" — villain who is smart enough to know that Ben doesn't know what "beget" means

"you always try to interrupt" okay, ouch, I actually love that angst (I already know who the Alien X is and what he's been doing to alternate Bens (I'm only watching this because the Wiki page for the special was interesting to me), so this is lovely :3) Max always tries to save his grandson and he never succeeds </3

Side note: evil Celestialsapien is a cool idea, and I like that this one is taking a "hands on" approach. It's about the thrill of the hunt :) And loving making people suffer

"oh, no, not again" LMAO, the dimension-hopping Max sounds soooo mildly inconvenienced

WAIT, DID THE ALIEN X RIP OFF BEN'S ARM??? I can't tell what happened here?? Fuckin' kid's show censors 😭

Max's face when Ben hugs his grandpa…… I love suffering 🥺

"you'd think I'd be used to it all by now" coming from a man who lost his grandkids and tortures himself by watching it happen again and again in other timelines hurts so good 😭 😭 I also love that they let Max cry about it. It's a small thing and it only lasts a second, but in the Classic continuity, Ben only cried on screen TWICE, both when he was 10. Letting an aged man hurt like this without making a joke about it is good to see <3

Back in the Real Timeline, I guess, lmao. I love that Gwen is tied up and just looks so bored with the whole affair

GWEN'S VOICE?? #NOTMYGWEN (I like that Zombozo is voiced by Drakken, tho)

Hm. I kinda like this angle with Ben's frustration. He feels like he's not living up to his full potential as a hero because he always has Gwen and Max helping him. It's different from when Ben would get cocky in the OG, and I think it's an interesting point, too :p This blatantly isn't about being a hero, it's about the thrill, which is something that ten-year-old Ben consistently struggled with

Still hate reboot Heatblast, but whatever

I definitely don't like how the fights are animated? It feels... slow. And I get part of that is to build up suspense/show of Alien X's abilities, since this show is aimed at a younger audience who wouldn't be familiar with the Classic continuity, but still :/ I don't like the flat camera angles and the hits don't have a lot of weight to them

Love that Alien X is killing off Ben's, though — something Eon was always too pussy to do

I hate this art style, but I appreciate that the writers are trying

I love villains who are obsessed with Ben Killing him, hunting him down, whatever. Watching villains shove aside whatever or whoever gets in their way to pursue Ben with single-minded fervor always hits good.

This fight between Ben and Alien X, up until he loses the Omnitrix, is probably my favorite fight in the special. Alien X was at his coolest and Ben really gave it his all, no matter how badly he got beat in return.

"there's no omniversal road-side service that drops out of thin air" — man who has forgotten that this is Ben he's talking about

BRO, THEY'RE PLAYING THE ALIEN FORCE THEME SONG WHEN OLDER BEN STEPS OUT OF THE PORTAL 😭 Okay, even though AF had kind of a lame opening, I'll admit: that was pretty hype

Holy shit, wait, the reboot has been going on for five seasons and this Max STILL hasn't told his grandkids about the Plumbers??? I hate him, worst grandpa

LMAO, Maximillian calling Ben a stubborn brat <3 AF Ben looking away in embarrassment because he knows it's true (he literally JUST tried to walk off and go it alone for?? no reason, literally), I love them. They're a family in every dimension

I think it's cute that Gwen already likes teenage Ben <3

Alien X: "You're in the wrong dimension." Ben, who's relaxing nonchalantly waiting for his plan to pay off: "Is that why my keys don't work?"

I MISSED AF BEN SO MUCH, HE'S SUCH A DRAMA QUEEN 😭 HE LITERALLY TRANSFORMED JUST TO GET UP THERE AND HAVE A DRAMATIC ENTRANCE

AF BIG CHILL DESIGN + VOICE, MY BELOVED!!! They even kept Ben shouting out his transformation's names, nreulgneklge. That's some attention to detail that almost makes me forgive the art style <3 (almost)

"little me," omg, he's such a fuckin' dork

I love that when Bens get together, they literally just love each other, it's so so sweet <3

"I should rethink my prior mercy." "Your generosity will not go unappreciated… or unpunished." ngl, this guy is a sick villain

Okay, this made me love him. And Gwen's faith in him is sooo <3 Truly the best cousin of all time

"Are you okay?" "Better now that you're back, cuz." Ben and Gwen are so fucking cute in the reboot, I love them 😭 🥺

I love that Gwen 10 goes, "And, yes, we're [Gwens are] better" and then fucking picks Ripjaws for a fight in a rocky desert, sfbrygbrku. She's such a dumbass I do love her Ripjaws design, tho!! Love that they avoided the Omniverse problem of making the female aliens excessively feminized. ALSO OG HEATBLAST, MY LOVE

OV Ben ruffling younger Ben's hair 🥺🥺

AHAHA, OG Ben immediately assuming that this Gwen is also a magic user, pfft. Even in a dimension where they don't get along as well, he's got so much faith in his cousin <3

Gwen's little watch tech is like her UAF powers!!

Of course OG Ben would get pissy about someone picking the same alien as him 😭 He's so chronically ten years old

"But I'm not your Ben." "You're all my Ben." Okay, maybe this Max is actually the best one 😭 🥺

Jeez, that tragic backstory was pretty fucking brutal. Vilgax straight-up just vaporized Gwen and Max. I love the idea of an evil Ben who's lost everything, though. His Max and Gwen are dead, what more can they take away from him? Eon could never

LMAO, MAX JUST FORCIBLY ADOPTING EVIL BEN AT THE END. Ben is so unenthused, he's gonna get loved whether he wants to or not!!

Okay, just finished it. Final thoughts? It was really cute. Is it good enough to get me to watch the rest of the reboot? No. It's definitely not as hype as some of UAF/OV's high points, probably in part because I still can't get into the art style and also because the fight scenes just aren't as good.

It had pretty good pacing! I was surprised by that, I thought 45 minutes was gonna be too short, but it ended up feeling right. (Also, I'm upset to say that Max's voice grew on me. Gwen is on thin ice.)

You can tell that this was made with a lot of love, both for the characters and for Ben 10 as a whole. It really does feel like a love letter to the fandom, and for that, it was a good watch :)

Final score: 7/10, not NEARLY as bad as I was expecting, worth a rewatch <3

#ben 10 #ben 10 reboot #ben 10 liveblog #long post

[twdmusicboxmystery]

I want to talk about something I just realized I'm pretty sure Daryl is the one who hid Beth's body

Since he also hates goodbyes, he may have said sweet things to her, and how she changed his life and made him look at life differently, and I do not exclude that he said to her, "I love you, Beth."🥺🥺🥺🥺

maybe he kissed her!! 😭💖.

Imagine this with me, Daryl holding her body in his arms and placing her somewhere safe, away from the walkers

He puts his hands on her head, pushes her hair away from her face, examines her face one last time, hugs her tightly, cries and tries to kiss her. Isn't that cool guys?😭😭😭

Please, I don't want anyone to break my dreams. 🥺 Daryl might have done this on 17 Days Missing. It's all possible.👍🏻.

It's definitely possible! We don't know the details of what went down during the missing 17 days, but given the abject sadness of the characters in 5x09 and 5x10, I think we can safely assume it was highly emotional and full of grief.

Back after 5x09 aired, and we didn't get to see what happened to Beth's body, and Nicotero had the peculiarly specific answer of, "it's been 17 days since Coda," there was rampant speculation among TDers about what might have happened.

People talked about how Daryl probably went ape-shit when anyone suggested leaving Beth behind. But Rick would have convinced him of the logic of doing so, just so they could keep the living alive. And of course the idea of coming back later to bury her property would have helped.

But I can imagine the tenderness with which he would have conducted whatever funeral they managed before they were interrupted, and then, as you say, placing her in whatever car or trunk they did to keep her body away from walkers until they could return.

Don't forget that they probably returned to find her body gone, and assumed she'd turned into a walker. What would the emotion have been like, then? The only hint we have, I think, is the shot of Maggie crying outside the car. The camera angle is from inside the car with the door open, which I think is a hint that when they returned, the door is open and Beth is gone.

Notice how we don't get Daryl's reaction there. Maybe because he'd already taken off into the woods to look for her. Maybe because his reaction would have somehow given away what happened. Maggie crying could just be grief for her sister's death, which is what they wanted the audience to believe happened. But if we'd seen Daryl's ape-shit-anger, it might have clued the GA in to the idea that something else had gone down.

All speculation, of course. But the fact remains, they didn't show us everything that happened by far during the missing 17 days. They only hint at it with out-of-context shots in 5x09. An episode in which Beth appears. An episode that heavily hints at the twin theory and the CRM. An episode in which Kirkman said there were hints for the future of the show. (HERE.)

So maybe our theories are speculation, but that doesn't change the facts of what's been said and shown.

Thanks so much for your thoughts, Nonny. Love your head canon! Xoxo! 🍀💘

#beth greene #beth greene lives #beth is alive #beth is coming #td theory #td theories #team delusional #team defiance #beth is almost here #bethyl

[healpeony]

𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐎𝐓 𝐆𝐔𝐘𝐒.

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬; Eren Jaeger, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirschtein, Porco Galliard, Levi Ackerman.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲; you pulling different tik tok pranks on some aot guys.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; crack, suggestive 18+, different emotions, light impact play (only for Armin's), profane.

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬; I'm going to make a part 2 with other characters. Also the gender of the reader is neutral, I'm so sorry if I refer to them as a female by accident!

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭; @mallang

Masterlist

𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐑

𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤; in this prank person 1 pretends to break up with person 2 to see how person 2 reacts.

— You had to start earlier on the day by just ignoring him or not really giving him attention (since this man knows every prank on the book)

— Eren is really dramatic, so you would've expected him to react that way. obviously that doesn't happen in this situation

— You set a camara on a coffee table right behind a pot of flowers

— You were sitting next to him on the couch watching Netflix and that's when you decided to start the prank...

— “Eren..”

Eren looked at you from the corner of his eye, he was really weird out by the way you were acting earlier since you don't really act that way, and it's now that you decided to give him attention? right when the best part of the movie was about to happen

“wait a minute, baby” he told you, his attention returning to the television

“Eren this is important.” you took a deep breath trying to add a dramatic effect “I want to break up with you”

Eren jumped with a big smile on his face “Oh my gosh! did you see tha—” the words stopped coming out of his mouth as his smile dropped when he processed your words

“what..?”

“i'm sorry, Eren. Everything has just been different, it just doesn't feel like it used to be”

Eren's eyes were watering at your words,  what had happened to you both?

“Was it me? I...I bet it was my stupid overprotective self, I'm so sorry, baby. I promise that if you give me another chance, I will do better.” he pleaded grabbing both of your hands in his, kneeling infront of you on the couch

The way his voice was cracking was breaking your heart, but you wanted to go on for just a little more.

“Eren you don't get it, this is the problem, You're always trying to change decisions that I make or you just don't take my opinion on things at all and I'm tired of it!” you took your hands away from his and stood up, giving him your back so he doesn't see you breaking character

“Ohh... I'm—I'm really sorry for making you feel that way. If you want I.. I can leave”

— that's enough

— You would turn around only to find Eren looking down, his body trembling

— “Eren, baby. Look at me, it was just a prank” you laughed pointing towards the camara

— He would stay still for a moment, looking up at you with a tear still running down his cheek, before he chuckled and pushed you

— “Don't ever do that to me again, I thought I was about to lose you...”

— please hug him!

— After this he just has to teach you a lesson for scaring him like that 👀

— “You should've really thought about the consequences of your little prank”

𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐓

𝐲𝐚𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐱; during sex person 1 is going to act unsatisfied and would pick the right moment to yawn to see person's 2 reaction.

— The blonde man isn't one to be fooled easily, he's smart as hell and can read people (especially you) like a book

— Armin was soo confused, what was he doing wrong?

— You seem to not be getting any pleasure from the way his moving his hips against yours

— You were trying hard to hold your tongue and not moan

— It was difficult since Armin really knew how to hit that sensitive spot inside of you

— When he started to go faster was when you decided to do it

You stretched your arms and let out a yawn while Armin's eyes widened looking down at you, stopping his movement

“did you just yawned?” he furrowed his eyebrows

your eyes widened with a fake apologetic look

“i'm so sorry Armin, it's just that you're not really hitting that spot today” you whispered

this man was deeply hurt, so he was doing something wrong

he was about to apologise and promise to do better when he remembered Jean talking about this exact same prank last month

Armin clenched his jaw, his now narrowed blue eyes looking down at you.

they were soo intimidating sometimes.

you laughed realizing that he knew, well at least you tried

“sorry Armin”

— oh oh.. You were in for it

“You think that you can just play with me like that?”

— His hand would come in contact with your cheek, not enough to leave a bruise but enough to leave a burning feeling there

“You fool”

— Good luck walking the entire week!

𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍

𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞; in this prank person 1 calls person 2 someone else's name to see their reaction to it.

— Jean.. oh this man is a blessing..

— He trusts you and you know it, but he can't help but let his jealousy take over him sometimes

— So you know what his reaction most likely will be

— You were sitting with him in the balcony. He was finishing a painting he's been working on for a while when you decided to do the prank

— You positioned the camera in an angle where it would take in Jeans reaction, and you had to be be careful to not attract his attention to yourself

— You stood up walking behind him, wrapping your arms around his middle

“Jean, are you almost done?” you asked him resting your chin on his back knowing how much he hated that

“Yeah, baby. You can stay there is comfortable, but can you take your chin off my back.” he politely asked turning his head slightly to look at you

“Why? You love when I do this, Eren”

— Frozen. That's his reaction to you calling him Eren's name.

“Did you just call me Eren?”

— This man took your arms off of him and turned to looked at you with a hurt look

“Do you do stuff like this with him?”

“no, no baby it's just a prank. see?” you told him pointing to the camera

— please apologize

— He will want to hold you and not let you go after this

— He's precious. Protect him. Is your new job.

𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐎 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐃

𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝; Person 1 tells person 2 this out of nowhere to see their response.

— Porco is a horny man, you know it

— You set up the phone camera infront of the tv while you and him sat a little away from it (enough for him to not notice your phone)

— You both were eating fruit together when you told him

“Porco, I'm in the mood”

— This man choked on the piece of mango he had on his mouth

Porco grabbed the water bottle next to him and took a gulp of it

“Right now?” he asked “where is this coming from?”

“You looked really hot licking that mango”

The hazel eyed boy smirked, winking at you

“Sure I'll give you what you want, come on”

— Porco started to stand up when you couldn't hold your laugh in anymore

“I'm joking, it's just a prank”

— My dude just stood there looking from your phone to you before rolling his eyes

“You can ask someone else for dick this entire week, I ain't giving you nothing”

— start apologizing. now.

— he might forgive you

𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍

𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝; in this prank person 1 calls person 2 infront of other people/another person to see their reaction.

— Levi is really calm, he doesn't care what you refer to him as long as it let others know that you're romantically together

— So he won't appreciate you referring to him as a friend in public

— You were both at a restaurant talking about what you guys wanted to order, when you decided to do this prank

— You were praying that this man didn't embarrass you infront of everyone

"Hello, do you already know what you would like to order?" the waitress asked looking at you both with a kind smile

"Yes, I would like the chicken alfredo pasta and my friend would like the same thing” you smiled back at her

“Any drinks?”

“Wine for me. they would like water.” Levi answered

“Your dinner would be here in a few minutes” with that said she left

— The look Levi gave you was scary

“Didn't you say that you weren't drinking tonight?”

he ignored you question, asking one of his own “Why did you say that?”

“Say what?” you played dumb

“That I'm just a friend.”

“ohh... I'm sorry, it just slipped” you gave him a awkward smile trying to not laugh

“It's this one of your little pranks?”

At that you let out a snort before full on laughing

“you damn brat, you do this bullshit and I'll break up with you. I wouldn't even think about being your friend” he said rolling his eyes

“sure, when I do this again you will be my husband! And I'm not signing a divorce” you joked

— You didn't see it, but Levi had a small smile in his face, his hand grabbing the small box in his pocket

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[watcher-jimmy-au]

Page 3 - Watcher!Jimmy AU

1 / 2 / 3 / ?

[Start transcript:

Panel 1: Martyn and Pearl stand near the edge of a cliff, overlooking plains surrounded by mountains. The sky is a dull blue and dotted with some clouds. They both have their backs to the camera, with Martyn standing a bit closer and Pearl standing further away, near the edge.

Panel 2: Pearl turns to face Martyn. “We can’t stay here. We have to find everyone.”

Panel 3: Martyn turns away slightly, hugging himself slightly while standing very tensely. He is grimacing, and his eyes are turned down.

Panel 4: The camera zooms in on Martyn, who has untensed a little and lowered his arms. he is still angled away from Pearl and his eyes are still looking down. “Why? They all hate each other anyways.”

Panel 5: The camera switches to be zoomed in on Pearl’s face in a front view. She is looking away, somewhat nervously. “It’s the server doing this, not them.”

Panel 6: It goes back to Martyn in a frontal view. He is grimacing and his eyebrows are furrowed, trying to contain his emotions. “Yeah, I know that.”

Panel 7: Martyn turns to face Pearl fully. His head and eyes are tilted towards the ground, and his shoulders are slumped while his arms hang at his sides. “That’s the problem.”

Panel 8: The camera pans out to show Martyn beginning to walk towards Pearl, who is nervously rubbing her arm. Martyn is reaching out a hand as he walks.  “The server’s making them hate each other,”

Panel 9: With the view being behind Pearl, Martyn grips her shoulders and finally makes eye contact. He is tense and clearly uncomfortable. In the background, the sky has gone dark. “And it’s only a matter of time before it makes us hate each other too.”

End transcript] 

Other info and ramblings under the cut!

I STILL don’t have a drawing tablet, BUT I have gotten better at using my track pad. This piece took a 3 hours and 45 minutes, which is still a lot, but wayyy better than before! With the time of the initial sketch (approx. 15 minutes), I’d estimate that it was roughly 4 hours total. That’s about 2 hours less than the first page! I’ll count that as a win.

Also, a much I’d love to let y’all know what happens to Jimmy after the last page, I’m not going to spoil anything just yet. The answer will come in time... Until then, Pearl and Martyn, my beloveds.

#jimmy solidarity #canary jimmy #martyn inthelittlewood #inthelittlewood #inthelittlewood fanart #last life martyn #last life martyn fanart #pearlescentmoon #pearlescentmoon fanart #last life pearl #last life pearl fanart #last life jimmy #100 hours jimmy #my au art

[huenjin]

just wanna be loved.

pairing: hyunjin x reader | bff2l!au, pornstar!au, lawyer!au

word count: 4.512 words.

tw: pornstar!hyunjin, mentions of alcohol, nsfw content — dick piercing!hyunjin, dom!hyunjin, porn shooting [mutual masturbation, blow job], making out, office sex, blow job, hand job, mouth fucking, deep throating, a lil ball play, just a lil, facial, fingering, clitoral stimulation. establishment of fwb relationship !! reader is super heartless !! and hyunjin must be protected at all costs !!!

music rec: can you hold me | nf

note: pt ii. of the pornstar!hyunjin series. read pt i. here. it's finally here and it has a plot. thank you for convincing me to make this into a series, i'm grateful and i hope you enjoy this as much as i did writing. unedited, like every other work of mine.

hyunjin swears to god that he has been at the very brim of snapping at the next person he sees.

see, hyunjin is a very patient person, usually. very very patient. but with how you are ignoring his calls blatantly, his head spirals out of control. it is the pent up frustration of being forgotten even temporarily by you that gets him on the verge to snap.

and not even his hands moving frantically up and down his dick before the woman in front of him as she touches herself to the sight of a naked man masturbating — lights hitting off the piercings to make the angles sharper as the camera pans out from his hands wrapped around his cock to the scene before them — is enough to get this anger to fuel down.

how dare you ignore him after everything that went down? after him saying he doesn't want to lose his friendship, after him saying you're the one person in his life that he cherishes the most?

his hand moves quicker and the woman crawls forward. her hand is still covering her core as her fingers plunge deep into her, the squelching sounds so loud to hyunjin's ears. she sticks her tongue out only to lick small stripes at the head of his cock, her tongue circling around his piercings.

hwang hyunjin is usually a calm person but the very thought of this woman not being you, is more than enough to anger him today.

the black hair he now dons is slick with sweat and sticks to his forehead. you should have noticed that. he storied it on instagram, for fuck's sake, just to get your attention and what does he get in return? nothing. usually, you would tease him over his poor scalp, or tell him that he looked good. this time, however, he gets dirty silence and he knows he is to be blamed.

hyunjin rubs his cock from the base as the woman wraps her lips around the head, tongue lapping every single drop of precum from that oozes out from him. not that porn ever subjected him to fantasise about the woman before him, his mind automatically shifts to you.

and god, were you beautiful that night under him. it's your breasts that come into his head first, the way your hands trailed over them and played with them before him. the way you begged for him. the way you were his even if it were just a night.

and that's enough to bring him close. you are enough to break down hyunjin completely and leave him defenseless. he ruts into his hand and the woman moves further down, taking hyunjin more as he gasps.

hyunjin signals at the director and he calls for a cut. the woman takes him out from his mouth and he comes undone in his hand. he spills all over his hand messily, spilling it on to his stomach and his thigh. the staff members rush into the scene — to help hyunjin clean himself up and to his co-star with a good amount of fake cum lube that she fills her mouth with for the next take.

maybe hyunjin did ruin a friendship. he should bear the consequences rightfully.

but not until he hears it from you. hyunjin needs to hear it directly from you.

that is what leads hyunjin to your law office — kim and chang — right after his shoot. the sun has set and he knows you would be done with work for the day hopefully, unless you took up even more pro bono cases to keep yourself busy. at least this is what hyunjin keeps saying in his head to justify you ignoring him.

he has been here before and he knows exactly where your office is. hyunjin used to brag once upon a time about being a very level headed person, about how he wants what he wants. that's what made him take this whole pornstar path as he studies law at the same time. he wants to work here in seoul's biggest law firm, with you. the path to that, however, is a tough one (and an expensive one) and he knows. but if there is one thing hyunjin knows, it is that time is a bitch.

and time is such a huge bitch that hwang hyunjin walks in to your office exactly when seo changbin, your boyfriend, breaks up with you.

(not that he wasn't expecting it. just that he hoped it were already done and that it was you dumping seo's shitty arse.)

"we can't do this anymore, y/n. you and i," he sighs, "we're not compatible. you're broken and—"

"hate to break in between," hyunjin clutches the wooden door of your office room tightly, anger seething through him as soon as he heard the word you and broken in the same sentence. "but, don't pin your inefficiency on the girl, man."

"excuse me?" seo changbin looks like he got slapped on his face. hyunjin's eyes flickers momentarily towards you — your delicate figure holding the wooden edges of your table in disbelief, and he knows you — you who would normally do a good job defending as a lawyer, would do a pathetic job right now defending your honour because you loved seo changbin once upon a time and your heart could never set you upto that again.

"i said what i said, dude," hyunjin walks in to the office completely. he leaves the door open, wider than before almost as if he is signaling changbin to walk out, that this is not his place for him to walk and do what he wants, that you are your own individual and you deserved so much better — someone who would love you for the most perfect being you are in his eyes (albeit that being not him as much as he wishes it could be).

changbin drifts his gaze from the man to you and asks, "were you dating someone else while you were with me?"

"hyunjin is not someone else, binnie," you bite your lower lip. "and no, i was not. this breakup involves just the two of us. we don't need a third person involved to ruin what we had. the two of us were enough to burn it down into ashes."

"i'll see you tomorrow then," changbin shuffles the balance on his feet, looking uncomfortably at you and shooting hyunjin a look filled with disgust. "are you looking at some pro bono cases and staying overtime? i told you—"

"you don't have a tag anymore to tell me anything, changbin. so drop it. i'll do what i have to do." your voice is ice cold and even hyunjin, a third person in this whole scene, feels the shudder run down his spine.

changbin drops his shoulders in defeat and merely mumbles, "let's get along well, y/n. we are colleagues after all," before leaving your office. you take a step back, chest steadily rising and falling and you lean against your office table, your grip on it strong.

and if there is one thing that can make him forget everything — his emotions, his well being, his sanity — it is you. the very sight of you hurting with all the built up emotions from what just happened makes hyunjin forget the anger of being forgotten.

all he wants to do at this point is be there for you.

he looks at your quivering figure, head down and he knows your eyes are probably brimming with the tears you are trying to hold back. your knuckles are pale at how hard you are holding the table and hyunjin hates how another man just hurt you right before him.

hyunjin carefully takes a step forward, mumbling, "do you want a hug?"

you nod, your head down and your gaze on your feet firm on the tiled floors of your office. you can hear the soft foot steps of your best friend getting louder with every millisecond before his arms wrap around your figure and he is pulling you into his warm chest, humming the tune you are so familiar with from him. his embrace is warm, and his big, strong arms seemed very protective when wrapped around your frail body. the world around you melts away as you squeezed him back, not wanting the moment to end.

and you sob. soft coughed up sobs that you tried so hard to hold it in but it was all useless. the minute hyunjin's arms wrapped around you, you let lose and unhinged. it was always like that.

because hyunjin was like an anchor to you. he was the anchor to steady your capsized boat in the storms. he didn't necessarily have to also be the lighthouse but for you, hyunjin being the anchor was more than enough right now.

"i'm not going to apologise for ignoring you, hwang," you mumble into his chest as hyunjin pats your head gently. you pull away after a second more and lean back against the table. you look down for a short while before turning back and grabbing the green bottle of soju, half empty, and chugging it down your esophagus.

hyunjin's eyes widen and he's about to stop you when you're all done and have slammed the bottle down on the table, cheeks heating up in the effect of what hyunjin would seem is the trick of the light.

hyunjin has seen you twice in the span of two weeks and both the times you were drunk, not to the level of passing out and waking up with a hangover — the two of you were not kids anymore for that — but still intoxicated enough to magnify every intense emotion you felt within you.

and if it were lust and validation the last time, this time it was the angst of putting up with a man trashy enough to now have the tag of your ex.

"can you get me—"

"use me."

"what?"

hyunjin bites his lower lip before tugging away at the dead skin in nervousness. he runs a hand through his black hair, on which your eyes unhelpfully linger for a second more than usual. he takes a step forward and repeats with strong affirmation, "use me, y/n. you're good at it. you're good at using people. that's what makes you an insanely good lawyer. you know who to keep close, who to get attached to and what to get from them. so i insist, use me as anything as you want. i'll be your best friend, your punch bag, your comfort, your drinking buddy, your anything. just—" he gulps, before locking his gaze with yours, eyes almost shining as if they held stars behind his irises. "just use me."

there is a small part in you that is deeply offended by the words that come from his mouth; by the words he so carelessly managed to throw around without bothering to think about how it would affect him. but the magnified, intense emotion to want to stop thinking, have the oxygen supply to your brain cut off for just a while to rid you of all the thoughts is higher.

"i—"

"do you not want to? of course i do understand—"

"shut up," you groan and the next thing your body prompts you to do is grab his wrist, pull him closer, turn around and pin him against your office desk as you kiss him, lips crashing against his and moving as if he was exactly what you needed after a rough day.

hyunjin doesn't exactly remember when and where things started going down the hill. you were his best friend. you are his best friend and yet best friends don't kiss. best friends don't fuck and for sure, best friends don't tell the other to use them only for them to knock the living lights out of them with a kiss that slips consciousness out of him.

hell be damned, he wasn't even sure if he was dreaming right now, but there was a raw emotion in the way you kissed him and in the way you leaned upwards slightly to curl your fingers in his hair and tug at it as you angled the kiss, lips moving against his in a separate emotion altogether.

best friends definitely do not do this.

you part your lips and feel hyunjin washing over like a wave of warmth, curling your toes, unfurling all your senses as the taste of him nearly silenced all thoughts. exactly as you wanted him and if his taste was what blocked everything, you needed more.

your whole body tingled, the feel of his frame leaning on yours further as his arms wrapped around yours feels nearly forbidden. you pull back, breath uneasy and gaze wavering at your best friend and you know he's what he is — insatiable as fuck. hyunjin pulls you in, claiming your mouth again, hungry and intense, until your knees almost give in. by the time you are aware of your own fingers, they had already slipped under his shirt, his skin smooth and radiating heat.

you pull back, chest rising frantically and you grip his white shirt tightly, yout hand soaking in the warmth of his body as you let go of his shirt and your fingers play with the edges of his pants.

"fuck my mouth," you say quickly, before kneeling down, unbuttoning his pants, looking upwards for a sign of approval and hyunjin's breath hitches. what ever would the porn he stars in account to when you are a whole fucking porn on legs?

"are you sure? i mean, i could give you an or—"

"later. stop overthinking everything," you sigh. "we'll do that later together. now can i or should i stop?"

hyunjin's hand moves down messily to unzip his pants and your lips curve upwards as you look at the man being reckless. he pulls his pants down in a rush along with his boxers only for his half erect cock to hit his stomach slightly before presenting itself to you.

when hyunjin fantasised about having your mouth wrapped around his cock earlier that day, he definitely didn't expect it this soon. but here you were, before him on your knees, taking his hardened dick in your hands as you spit on his shaft and move your hands over it slightly. it is probably the emotions and the feelings he holds for you that get him to harden and grow further in your grip and your eyes widen before you look away.

your thumb rubs against the frenum piercings — three consecutively to make a small ladder arrangement and you gasp. this must feel insane when he fucks your mouth — just as good as it did when he fucked you hard weeks back.

you look back up at him, hand moving around his shaft a little more rigidly and you tell him, "the black hair suits you better. fuck, you look like sex with that so, keep it," and you take his head into your mouth before hyunjin could say anything. he stutters, hand gripping the table tightly as you hollow your mouth and take him, tongue rolling against the metal balls on the underside of his cock.

"f-fuck," hyunjin gasps, head rolling back as you take more of him into your mouth, sucking on it lewdly. "your mouth feels so good, y/n, oh my—" and he moans so loud that you find yourself dampening your panties with your own arousal. hyunjin has pretty, pretty moans. it's deep, guttaral and makes you want to emit more of those from his pretty lips.

you take him out of your mouth, kissing the head, sucking at it with just your lips. you kiss him down his shaft, tongue lapping against the frenum piercings a little longer than you should and hyunjin knows by now for sure — you love his piercings.

"wow, you're getting harder," you gasp as you lick the precum from the head of his shaft before licking up from the base of his cock to the very top. you suck a little more of just his head, so delectable and angry, and hyunjin groans, hand finally leaving the table to hold your hair strongly.

"don't tease, y/n," and his voice is so strong that you can't help yourself but take him finally into your mouth, hollowing as much as you can as you slowly take him completely in your mouth and hyunjin releases a series of swear words laced with your name in the middle.

it's the sight of you in your formal shirt and pencil skirt, so prim and proper and yet you are taking him in your mouth, emitting such lewd sounds that it's pornographic. it's the way he feels you taking him in as deep as you can to get used to his length and girth. it's the way he see you slip your fingers secretly into your panties to rub your clit. it's the way you occasionally look at him from below, with tears in your eyes as you take him as deep as you can, choking on his cock.

if he were to pinpoint one, hyunjin could never. he would hold every single reason responsible for him to grip harder on your head and to thrust into your mouth just as you asked from him.

"you wanted this, right?" he groans, harshly, voice octaves deeper. "wanted my big fucking cock down your throat just to make you dumb and make you forget about everything. you wanted me to fuck your mouth so hard and to shoot my cum down your throat."

hyunjin's cock is heavy and warm on your tongue. he thrusts into your mouth and your right hand shovestwo fingers deep into your sopping core at the exact same time, trying to match his pace. the tears stream down from your face and all you can think is how good you feel being fucked like this, to have hyunjin's cock in your mouth. your jaw begins to ache from the constant task of fitting his fat girth into your mouth, but the feeling of him sliding against your tastebuds — the metal balls dragging against your wet tongue — and battering the back of your throat makes your eyes roll into the back of your head. hyunjin's grip on your hair is stronger to position your face and yet you release another moan, the vibrations rolling against his cock as his hips snaps forward to push his cock deeper.

the gags that leave your mouth is loud, the wet drippings leaking along with the sputtering afters of precum from the side of your mouth and staining your white shirt. your panties are soiled with how hard and fast you plunge your fingers in to bring you close.

"oh god," hyunjin's grip loosens on your hair for a bit before he continues thrusting into your mouth lightly. "god, i could fuck your mouth all night long and then fuck your cunt even harder." he grabs a fist full of your hair to hold you down before he goes back to thrusting harder into your mouth.

"eyes on me, baby. i'm going to shove my dick down your throat, okay?" he says. you quickly nod, your thumb rubbing your clit harshly and then he shoves you down his length and holds you still. you can feel his dick at the very back of your mouth as you choke on it, tears spilling messily down your face and ruining your makeup. hyunjin counts slowly, "five. four. three. two," and he slowly lets go, "one."

you gasp, breathing in as much air as you can as he takes his dick out, "that's my good girl. so good for me. now let me fuck your mouth again, oh good lord."

he holds your jaw with his other hand, pressing slightly in an attempt not to hurt you more as he holds your hair with the other. hyunjin angles your face up to look at him. your eyes are watery, makeup ruined and may the fury of the hells be with him, but he would sin and fornicate a twenty times more if this is the sight before him. you've ruined hyunjin for every other girl now and you don't even realise it.

hyunjin's hips begin to stutter soon, losing their tempo has he chased his orgasm. how ironic that he asked you to use him and yet here you were letting him use you in turn. his grip on your hair tightens as he feels it tightening in him. the room is filled with nothing but the sound of his balls slapping against your chin, muffled moans coming from your stuffed mouth and rapid panting from him.

hyunjin's breathing hitches and you remove your fingers from your cunt. it is sticky and coated with your arousal as you reach out to use the same hand to hold his balls. hyunjin gasps, holding your head a little stronger as you play with it when he fucks your mouth.

"fucking killing me," he grunts. "you're fucking killing me, y/n." you press your tongue flat as hyunjin finally drags his cock out. you gasp heavily, mouth sore and aching and vision blurry. however, all you can think is of rolling your numb tongue against his metal piercings and you do the very same, tugging at it occasionally.

“fuck, y/n!” he grunts out, trying to hold out a loud moan. his hips still surges forward to hit the bridge of your nose. you wrap your hands around his cock, feeling him become even more rigid in your grip. your rub his length as quick as you can till his dick quivers and hyunjin repeats under his breath, "i'm going to come, i'm going to come, i'm goi— fuck!"

hyunjin comes undone on your face. white spurts leaving his cock and coating your cheeks and your chin only to drop down onto your blouse and stain it further and it is a sight to behold. seeing you covered in his cum, almost like he was marking you, is enough to make him go hard again. your eyes are wide as he spurts his release on your face and the side of your neck and it's all so messy and hot that it has you leaving your mouth open unknowingly.

his brown eyes take in the sight of your swollen pink lips, cheeks tinged red and covered in tears and spit, and now his cum. hyunjin feels his cock twitch slightly as a pang of arousal shoots through his body again. but he has to ignore that. you are worn out and he needs to attend to your needs now that he knows you just gave him one mind blowing orgasm and in return hasn't had any.

hyunjin is about to lift you up when you hold his wrist, tongue jutting out to lick all the cum by the side of your lips, taking in as much as you can with your tongue and hyunjin gulps at the sight, his adam's apple bobbing oh so visibly.

"i have a proposition," you say. your voice almost sounds like something grating against the sand paper and hyunjin can't help but feel proud (as worried as he is). he listens to you as he squats down to maintain eye contact with you.

"oh?" he raises his eyebrows at you and you nod. hyunjin is trying his best to focus on you and your words and not how his come is on your face, marking you up to him as his.

"let's be friends with benefits."

and that was enough for him to focus back on your words. his feet is firm on the floor as he asks, "what?"

"it's a win-win situation, clearly. i need you for many reasons." you lift your hand up to count. "a) you're my best friend and i value this friendship a lot." hyunjin scoffs and you choose to ignore it as you continue, lifting another finger up, "b) you're the only one who has made me come and i need orgasms and validation. you give me both. we'll be exclusive and the minute you want to date someone, we break this off."

hyunjin feels his chest heavy. why are you making this so much harder? why are you jeopardizing everything? he doesn't know if this arrangement would be for the better or for the worse but after giving him the best orgasm he has had in a while and with all the oxytocin streaming in his blood veins, he knows his decision could account for all his miseries turning from unrequited love to rejection.

"and?"

"c) i haven't been able to explore much sexually, changbin being my first and everything and i want you to teach me as much as you know with your experience," you lift the third finger before closing them all and looking at him with nothing but hope.

"come again?"

"that's the plan," you laugh at your own joke to calm the uneasy tension in the room. "but it's true. that was the first time a guy has fucked my mouth or deep throated me and i fucking loved it."

hyunjin gulps visibly, his dick hardening and you look down at it. "you know you can say yes," you mumble as you desperately shift your gaze back at your best friend. "please? you could teach me how to come on my own."

"what's in it for me, y/n? every single point you said benefits you more than it does for me." hyunjin sits down, bringing his knees closer to him as he wraps his arms around it.

"you told me to use you. isn't that the whole point of using someone? i'll be benefited more than you will ever be. you can't go back on your words now."

hyunjin thinks the word heartless and yet again you were not. the proposition was seemingly harmless, but it sounded all like a big hazard signal to him because he has feelings for you that you are so clearly not aware of.

the thing with being so whipped for a person, to be so wrapped around their finger that all one can think of is them? you do anything for them, anything to make them happy. that's how stupid love makes one. that's how crazy love has made hyunjin, because as much as he is at a disadvantage, he can't help.

"alright. let's be friends with benefits."

and hyunjin knows that it is his heart that will break in the end. but at the very least, it will only be his.

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[shyvioletcat]

For zoom interrupted could we have one where aelin is attending a meeting and Rowan is supposed to take care of Elspeth and well hell ensures

Well, I don’t know where this came from. But it’s here and it’s fluffy, so enjoy.

Zoom Interrupted

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It was Rowan’s turn for ‘keeping the toddler out of the study’ today. Aelin had a meeting and they weren’t as accepting of interruptions as his colleagues were. Dorian didn’t mind, neither did Aedion, but a lot of the others had sticks up their asses and didn’t understand kids at all. At least with Dorian as her directing manager, Aelin wasn’t going to cop any flack for it if something happened. He just listened to the complaints, reminded those complaining of the situations they were in, and left it at that.

The only problem was that Elspeth had woken up today feeling like Aelin was the only person that existed in the whole entire world. She wouldn’t have a bar of him. Rowan had tried everything –– snacks, her favourite toys, cuddles, video chatting the grandparents. Nothing worked. The best he could manage was cartoons and being regulated to the opposite of the couch after she had pulled just about every possession she had into the living room and left it there. Even then she was still restless and whiny, every so often she whimpered a little. It was enough to break his heart.

Rowan was checking his phone ignoring the annoyingly high voices on the TV, when there was a loud clatter making him snap his eyes away from the screen. The remote had landed on the floor, the batteries spilling out.

“Elsie,” Rowan said sternly.

It was a mistake. Her green eyes went wide and started to fill with tears. Rowan sighed, he knew what was coming so he slipped off the couch to deal with the remote before it did. He’d just got the batteries in and the back on when Elsie cracked it, crying like her world was ending when all he’d done was say her name in a slightly lower octave than he usually used. Kneeling on the ground Rowan looked over at his daughter, who was now lying down on the couch, her little face heartbreakingly sad.

“I’m sorry, little one,” Rowan said gently. “But you can't throw the remote, it will––”

She didn’t let him finish.

Rowan sighed again, knowing this was a losing fight. “Do you––” more crying, “I can get you a chocolate milk, how about that?”

That caught his daughter’s attention and her crying stopped as she nodded at him. Rowan smiled triumphantly and pushed himself off the floor to go to the kitchen. He got out Elsie’s favourite sippy cup and the milk and the chocolate powder. Spooning in just enough that the milk was convincingly brown, Rowan screwed on the lid and went back to the living room.

“Elsie, here’s your…” Rowan’s voice trailed off when he took in the oddly quiet couch.

Elspeth was gone.

~~~~~

Aelin loved babies. And she loved making babies. It was just the in between bits she wasn’t too fond of. If the vomiting and near constant nausea, along with the fatigue, wasn’t bad enough there was also the fact she was shut in their little house with nowhere to go. Aelin understood why she couldn’t go out, she really did. But being stuck inside with a toddler and her husband with no one else to see face to face was driving her a little stir crazy.

At least today she had something to break up the monotony of the days. She had a meeting for work, meaning that she had to at least look somewhat presentable, giving her something to do and a reason to wash her hair. The hard part had been convincing Elspeth to play with her father for a while. She’d been extra clingy today and Aelin had to literally pry off the little hand that held her shirt in a vice grip. Throughout the meeting she’d heard muffled sounds of tantrums and Rowan’s efforts to placate their daughter, all in all it didn’t sound like it was going great.

And neither was Aelin. She’d zoned out a little while ago while Kaltain droned on about something that wasn’t relevant to Aelin so she put all her attention to keeping her breakfast in her stomach.

Then there was a silence and Aelin hoped that the meeting was over but then her name was being said, and from the tone of it, it wasn’t the first time.

“Aelin,” Dorian said.

She took in a deep breath, not quite exhaling as she said, “Yep.”

“Have you finished that manuscript?”

“Not yet,” Aelin managed to get out, swallowing back the nausea. It usually took Aelin no more than three days to finish a manuscript with her notes for the publishers. But she was more than a week behind on this one. It wasn’t her fault, every time she tried to read she just fell asleep.

“It was meant to be finished last Friday. I don’t think you’ve ever been late before,” Dorian mused.

Aedion snorts from his little rectangle. “Being late is kind of Aelin’s thing at the moment.”

Aelin sends her cousin a scathing look while Dorian looks confused.

“Well that’s it for today,” Dorian said. “Same time next week.”

“Before you go,” Aelin adds quickly before the call ends. “I need a minute with you Dorian.”

“Okay, I’ll just disconnect everyone else.” It took Dorian a minute but then it was just the two of them. “What’s up?”

Just then the door to the study swung open and then a small figure launched itself at Aelin. She gagged on impact, but managed to keep from actually throwing up.

“Elsie!” Dorian cheered. “How’s my favourite little gremlin?”

Aelin saw her daughter give Dorian a look on the screen that looked all too much like Rowan as she clung tighter to Aelin.

“Aw, what’s the matter, petal? Do you want to see the puppies?” Dorian asked.

Elsie nodded at that, wiping her nose on Aelin’s shoulder. Dorian’s dog had had puppies a few weeks ago, Aelin was a little jealous and had cried over the photos more than once. Dorian apparently had one on his lap and he lifted it up so they could see. Aelin’s eyes started to tear up immediately and the fluffy little things. It was enough to get Elsie’s attention and she moved forward, nearly knocking over a drink bottle, making Aelin jump up to catch it before it did some damage.

“Aelin Galathynius-Whitethorn, is that what I think it is?”

Aelin looked at her own screen, at the view Dorian had. The shirt she had worn today hugged her very small baby bump, all the more noticeable from the sideways angle she was standing at. Aelin readjusted Elsie who was currently tucked under her arm, and sat back down. “Yeah so… I’m going to have to put in for leave. I’m pregnant.”

“Again?” Dorian all but blurted.

“Hey,” Aelin pointed a finger at him, feeling irrationally angry. “What do you mean again? It’s only the second one.”

“Sorry,” Dorian said meekly.

“Well, you say it like it’s my fourth or something.” For some reason this conversation was now making her cry. Damned hormones.

“Did you just make my pregnant wife cry?”

Rowan now came into the study, no doubt looking for his escaped charge. He was scowling at Dorian, green eyes staring him down through the camera.

Dorian cleared his throat. “If we weren’t in lockdown I might be afraid for my life right now.”

“Lockdown won’t last forever,” Rowan threatened. “And I never forget.”

“Unless it’s contraceptives,” Dorian muttered.

That set Aelin cackling, her erratic emotions coming full circle, especially when she saw the faint blush on Rowan’s cheeks. Elsie started laughing too, cheered up by being in her mother’s arms and the little puppy.

Dorian sighed. “I hate to lose my best proofreader, again,” he added with a wry smile. “But congratulations. To all of you.”

“Thanks, Dor,” Aelin said, giving Rowan a nudge.

“Thanks,” Rowan said tightly, making Aelin roll her eyes.

“Okay, I’m gonna go before Rowan finds a way to murder me through a screen, we can work out deatils later.” That was all Dorian said before he ended the call.

“You’re the worst,” Aelin said, looking up at her husband.

Rowan sighed, “Sorry, I’m just tired.”

“How convenient, me too,” Aelin said. “How about we take a family nap?”

Rowan grinned at her as he helped her up from the chair while Elsie still clung to her. “Sounds perfect.”

~~~~~

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[momoshin]

wrapped in lace — ryujin

you’d think coming home after long hours of running and making content would knock the two of you right out. but you were hoping it did just the opposite, you made sure the car driving you and the girls gets there first, needing to make sure everything was still in place from how you left it before starting your day (and to be able to change into what you had planned) ryujin gets home with the others as soon as you sit down to take a breath. they all know what you have planned, they’re just here for support before they smoothly make an exit.

“you guys got here fast” ryujin points it out and kisses your lips hello like she hadn’t just done that before going into the separate cars (which she complained about for half an hour). she hands you a smoothie, and you quickly notice she’s the other only member with one in her hands.

“ryujin you literally spent twenty minutes thinking of what smoothie to get your girlfriend” yuna rolls her eyes, making the other four laugh at the birthday girl who slightly blushes and shrugs.

“oooooh” lia cheers, interrupting your girlfriend’s soft, sort of questioning stare at you and causing the two of you to look at her, also catching the other three peeking in the room, yuna trying to squeeze her way in between the unnies. “actually we’re going to go eat, call us if you want anything, have funnn”

“oooooh” lia cheers, interrupting your girlfriend’s soft, sort of questioning stare at you and causing the two of you to look at her, also catching the other three peeking in the room, yuna trying to squeeze her way in between the unnies. “actually we’re going to go eat, call us if you want anything, have funnn”

and just like that, the door is closed. you can hear their steps and what yuna thought was whispers ‘that’s so romantic!!’ ‘ryujin unnie’s probably going to cry’ ‘when did y/n unnie have the time to do all of that?’ that just caused a smile to break into your lips.

“when did you do all of this?” her jaw is open so wide, she’s going to catch flies soon.

“i can’t tell you my secrets” you scoff, a warm, loving smile on your lips as you approached her and dared to wrap your arms around her waist after taking her cross body and setting it on the floor. “do you like it?”

“i love it” she pecks your lips a couple of times, and through all of them you can easily feel the smile that she displayed because of the surprise “can we open presents now?”

“yes baby” the way her voice sounded like an excited kid on christmas morning, and her eyes were so bright, her smile? it melts your heart and you find yourself feeling more love for her than you thought possible.

it’s all pure from there. her pure gasps and smiles or even giggles every times she opens a present and remembers you asking detailed yet questions vague enough for her to not have a clue of the reason behind it.

“where’s the button?” you’ve found yourselves messing around with the new film camera, your girlfriend too excited to leave it for tomorrow like she would’ve said to hide how much she wanted to play with it.

“it says here-“ you begin to read the manual of instructions, and it only takes you a few seconds in to see the blinding light of the flash. “ryujin!”

“found it” she smiles, the two of you giggling softly in the moment. “im keeping this” she smiles, looking at the developing picture of you in what she thinks is your prettiest version, “thank you baby” it's a little muffled against your lips that she keeps kissing and pecking in hopes it helps her express how grateful she is.

"i have one more gift for you" your words too are muffled against her lips, and as soon as she sits back up you look for the red bow you had placed somewhere around the room and stick it right on the top of your head "ta-da"

"oh?" she smiles, opening her arms for you to walk into. she watches you put up your finger as if telling her to wait for you, and undo the zipper of your jacket, letting her catch the red, delicate lace adorning your body. "oh" she's in utter shock, like she hasn't ever seen you like this even though it's a regular occurrence "c'mere, please"

the bow inevitably falls off your head when she pulls you to her by the waist, running her hands all over your body, drinking you in. "is this new?"

"mhm" your hand wraps around the back of her head, keeping eye contact with her as she presses soft kisses to the skin of your tummy that wasn't covered by the lingerie set "got it just for today"

"well. i love it" she smiles "almost want to fuck you in it"

"who said you'd be doing the fucking?" your hands cup her face and bring it up to look at you, thumbs grazing against her lips, her pretty, pink lips that you loved so much "lay down for me?"

she trusts you enough to just go with it, and you easily move the gifts from the bed to the night stand. so she had more space in the bed and nothing broke. your hands run all over her uncovered torso by her crop top, and soon, you found your hands kneading and squeezing at her tits. hums and whispers coming out of her lips.

your legs move on their own to get you in bed, between her legs so your hands could do their thing and undo her jeans, her chuckle when you peck her stomach just like she did yours a few minutes ago rings in your ears beautifully. reminding you how lucky you are to have her, that she’s yours and you’re hers.

“i love you” you whisper against her lips when you’ve come back up, sitting on her lap with your hands on the end of her shirt to slowly remove it. “like, i’m in love with you ryujin” you stop your kisses to look at her, look for a reaction. she takes time. to control her breathing and process the words that had just come out of your mouth, her eyes are glossy and her hand runs through your hair gently.

“i’m in love with you too” she whispers after what feels like has been forever, but only has been seconds. her voice is so small and broken, she is so in love with you, it hurts her to think about it.. everything about you makes her feel in heaven.

your smile is so big though, you weren’t expecting her to not say it back, but it felt good to actually hear it. her lips find yours now, and the kiss starts so soft, slow, telling each how much you felt for the other, and its like that for some time, tongues dancing and all. but then her hands start going down to your ass, and you don’t have it in you to stay put when she moves your hips for you, her naked thighs rubbing against your clothed core in delicious ways.

“don’t take it off” she whispers as soon as she sees you sit up in her lap, and her fingers soon loop around the flimsy, tiny part covering your crotch. she thinks about putting it to the side and just watching like this, but then again something about using her strength on or for you makes her feel in control, so she does just that. tears it right off of you.

“ryujin?!” you whine. hands on her naked shoulders as you stare at your thong in her fingers.

“don’t make me gag you with it” she spits, and at the sound of her voice so deep; you whimper, specially when she runs her thumb up and down your clit, eliciting a few gasps out of you too. you try to, with all your inner strength, pull away from her hand, but instead position yourself so your legs could cross with hers. your cunts both fitting together like puzzle pieces. “fuck”

she’s been under you many times before. but the sight before you is so different from those times, she’s biting her lip, eyes half closed, her nipples perked up already, hands on your waist to control you moving, she’s groaning and grunting in such sinful ways too, making you wetter than before and easier for the two of you to move.

she’s closed her eyes when you, still riding her, stretch your arm enough to take the new camera in your hands, she doesn’t even open her eyes when you put a hand on her stomach in a more possesive way than anything, she only does so when she hears the click of the camera shooting the sight in front of it: your cunt glued to hers, your hand spread on her toned abdomen as if to tell anyone who saw the lewd image that she was yours.

she bites her lips at her own sight, you on top, the red lace that she’d yet to rip off your body hugging you so beautifully, your hair down your shoulders and back, you waiting for the polaroid to develop with your teeth digging into your bottom lip. but most importantly the sight of your pussy against hers. the noises you two made, how it felt. she feels dizzy already.

“you better not show that to anyone. specially the girls” she warns, her legs opening wider to give you more space for an advantage of getting the perfect angle between the two of you “fffuck, do that again”

“that?” she wonders if this is how you feel when she starts getting cocky. because you certainly are as you roll your hips over and over again like you had for the few last seconds. you don’t stop asking until she groans out a yes, fingers so tight around the skin of your hips that you were worried she was going to bruise you. “and i don’t know. i think jisu unnie might find it hot, don’t you?”

suddenly, you feel her breath so much closer to your lips than you remember her being, your covered nipples against her naked, hard ones, her hand fully tangled in your hair, pulling well enough to make you hiss and whimper into her lips “im not playing with you y/n” she groans “anyone else sees your pussy and it’s over for you”

“what are you gonna do?” you’re teasing her with your smile, and she hates it so much. how can you be so brave when she’s got you so vulnerable right on her cunt??

“you don’t want to find out.” her hand wraps around you to slap your ass so, so hard, you’re worried for her hand. “why are you being such a whore right now, am i not enough for you?” you’re not responding, just looking at her with your brattiest expression and hoping it pisses her off. not enough for this tight pussy?” she draws a gasp from you when she says the words ‘tight pussy’ because at that same time she’s pushed a finger into you from behind

she smiles against your lips when you muffle something against hers, not finding in you to make actual words and sentences.

“what’s that princess? i didn’t quite catch it” she smirks, kissing your lips and nose so soft as if she didn’t have a whole finger inside you at the same time

“im kidding. im sorry. im sorry” your eyes are shut closed, your clit throbbing and so is your head from all the sensations you’re experiencing right now.

“you’re so easy to handle” she chuckles. not meant to be endearing at all but degrading. “make me cum baby, fuck yourself on my fingers and make me cum. can you do that for me?” she pushes two more inside you just in time.

“yes. yes i can. yes.” you moan and shake when trying to lift yourself off her chest, and she takes the opportunity with the hand that wasn’t inside you, to free your tits out of the lace holding them away from her. you maneuver your hips to be able to sit on her fingers fully, all three of them buried to the hilt, but to be able to rub her clit with yours when you thrust back up.

“so good for me baby.” your girlfriend kisses from your jaw, to your neck, to your chest, always leaving bites soft enough to not mark any part of you. she watches you all along, loving the way small gasps, whimpers and moans all escape your lips that couldnt seem to close unlike your eyes. your eyes had been shut tight for a few minutes now, not being able to look anywhere or even at her.

the heat in your stomach starts growing, but you can’t and won’t cum without her. even if it meant holding it for however long you needed to. “are you close daddy?”

“yeah baby, almost there” ryujin kisses your sweaty cheeks and lifts her head up as much as she can to kiss your swollen lips. “you can cum, you have my permission” she brushes your hair out of your face with her free hand, pecking your lips once again as she watches your face contort in pleasure

“i w-wanna wait for y-you” you return her kisses as you can, in your vulnerable state. and she keeps grunting and moaning against your lips and even going so far as to lift her hips against yours because she just wants to see and feel you shaking on top of her so bad. so bad. “please. please.”

“go ahead princess, cum.., ff-fuck-k im c-cumming-h” her eyes roll to the back of her head, your highs are so hard that you can almost hear ringing in your ears. and the few seconds that you have over her as she still handles her orgasm, you use to kiss all over her jaw and cheeks while still rolling your hips against her.

“happy birthday baby” you whisper after a long while of the two of you looking at each other in silence and attempting to regain your breath, it causes her to giggle and cover her face with her hand at the thought of the two of you engaging in such filthy activities a few minutes ago and you being so soft and loving right after

“thank you my love, for everything” one of her hands runs her nails up and down your back as she watches you blush and smile at her. “how much time do we have left?”

“like an hour max” you whisper after looking at the alarm clock on her nightstand. “why”

“there’s one more thing i want to try”

#gif credits; ryudaeng #itzy smut #kpop smut #my stuff #itzy imagine #itzy imagines #ryujin smut #ryujin x reader #happy ryujin day :)

[missymurphy1985]

The Premiere

The Premiere of Peaky Blinders, Series 6. You've had a secret lust for your co-star for the last 10 years, would this be your last chance to finally get your way with him?

This was a request from @noctvrnalmoth

Taglist - @queenshelby @peakyscillian @ntmynouis @margoo0 @being-worthy @janelongxox

Lights flashing, cameras clicking, paparazzi calling your name left right and centre... God you hated premieres. But you plastered your game face on and gave the what they wanted like the good little actress you were. Series 6 of Peaky Blinders was premiering in Broad Street, Birmingham, appropriate as the series was based in the city - it felt right that that's where the final premiere should be.

You heard the crowd of fans behind you suddenly go wild as a car pulled up to the red carpet and the man himself stepped out of it. Your breath caught in your throat as you suddenly remembered the cameras were on you, and you quickly switched your game face back on. You couldn't hide the cheesy grin though, as Cillian Murphy stood smiling for the cameras. He made his way to the group of fans be happily signed a few autographs and took a few selfies with them. Thanking each of them for coming out, he waved and made his way over to you.

"Hey Ada," he smiled in his Brummie accent, knowing it made you laugh when he called you by your character's name.

"Tommy Shelby has arrived I see, did you leave Cillian in the hotel room?" He snaked an arm over your shoulder and you posed for more pictures together. Rumours had abounded for the last ten years of a romance behind the scenes between you, but none of them were true. You were good friends, that was all, no matter how much more you wanted.

"He was cramping my style Ada, can't have that at a premiere can we?" You giggled as he squeezed your shoulder, before reverting back to his Irish accent. "Reckon they've got enough photos, it's fucking brass knuckles out here!" He led you both into the hall where a waiter stood with a tray of champagne glasses. He took two and handed one to you. Clinking your glasses together in a toast.

"Here's to the end," he smiled, a touch of sadness in his eyes.

"It's been one hell of a ride though Cill, we've had a blast haven't we?"

"That we have y/n, that we have. Let's go cringe watching ourselves on camera, yeah?"

"Let the clenching begin!" You linked an arm with his and made your way into the auditorium together to the waiting interviewers.

Sitting on a chair each, the two of you glanced at each other and smiled. Both of you hated these promo interviews at premieres but at least you were doing this one together. Answering the questions as professionally as possible, the interviewer suddenly changed the topic to a more, personal, one.

"You must have seen the rumours flying around about the two of you in recent years?"

Cillian shrugged as you tried to hide your blush with a hand, pretending to laugh.

"There will always be rumours like that when co-stars of the opposite sex have chemistry onscreen - we've learned to let it go." Cillian always had an answer for it.

"It's a weird one though, I mean, I play his sister, you'd think the rumours would be about you and Tash, or Annabelle!" You smiled, your eyes meeting Cillian's. Did he just glance down at your cleavage?

"Tumblr has gone WILD about the two of you, fan made stories about you making out in secret onset, sneaking off together? Clear it up for us now - is there any truth to them?" The interviewer probed, hoping for some kind of sexy exclusive. Cillian's famous eyebrow raise quickly followed.

"If there was, we wouldn't admit it would we? The whole point of 'sneaking around' would mean it was a secret, wouldn't it? Be pointless to ruin the illusion now.." he smirked. The interviewer was stunned. So were you - you'd never done anything of the sort.. what was he doing? The papers would go wild with this tomorrow! You hid your face in your hands and snorted. He wasn't having the upper hand in this.

"He wouldn't stand a chance anyway." You smirked.

"Is that so y/n?" He turned to look at you. "These blue eyes didn't make you weak at the knees when we were filming? The strong jawline not having the Tommy Shelby effect?" Those blue eyes were staring you down now, you had no words. Just then the bell rang to signal the end of interviews - the premiere of the new series was about to begin in the auditorium. The interviewer was still slightly agog - what exactly had he just witnessed here?

"That was amazing wasn't it? They did an incredible job editing it all, just brilliant!" You gushed as you and Natasha left the auditorium.

"Not bad at all!! I'm gutted we won't be filming together again though y/n.." she hugged you tight. "And I'm sure Cillian will miss you too." She smirked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh god don't you start, those rumours have been plaguing me for years!! We're just friends Tash!" She nodded, still smirking, and glanced behind you, seeing Cillian making his way over.

"I'll see you at the party, yeah?" She made her way to the casino next door where the after-party was being held.

Two strong hands clipped your waistline making you jump, nearly spilling your champagne.

"Too easy y/n," Cillian chuckled.

"Asshole," you laughed, slapping his arm playfully. He smiled and, arm over your shoulder again, he walked with you to the casino.

"I'm not staying long y/n, so I'll say it now yeah?" He ordered the two of you a drink at the bar and turned to face you. The loud music drowning out most of the noise. You couldn't hear him very well.

"What?"

"I said, I'm not staying long y/n! I need to tell you something." Louder now, bending down to talk into your ear. Your drinks arrived and you made your way to a slightly quieter corner.

"Should I be worried Cill?"

"Maybe.." your breath caught again. "See, you know those rumours? The ones about us basically fucking behind the scenes?" Your cheeks burned.

"Oh those? Um.. yeah.. what about them?" He cleared his throat, bending to whisper loudly in your ear.

"Didn't you ever wish they were true?" You pulled back. The fuck did he just say?

"What?!" You nearly dropped your drink from the sudden movement.

"Just once, didn't you ever just wonder what could've happened?" His blue eyes so dark, looking right into yours.

"Listen, I'm not asking for a relationship, god knows neither of us need that right now, but this is the last time I'm gonna get this opportunity before we part ways for good. Meet me on floor 7 in 15 minutes. Room 712. If you don't come, I'll know the answer. If you do... Well..." He squeezed your hip, downed his drink and walked away. You stood in shock for a minute, collecting your thoughts. Okay, so he was right about one thing - neither of you were interested in a relationship. This would be a one time thing, no strings attached, which suited you down to the ground.. yes you found him impossibly attractive, but you both just came out of very high profile serious relationships... Maybe a quick fling wasn't such a bad idea? Get it out your systems, move on... You downed your own drink and left the party. What room was it again....

Room 712. The door was slightly ajar. You checked your watch - 18 minutes. You knew he was a stickler for timekeeping but you couldn't resist being a little late. Without knocking, you pushed the door open to find an empty room. Shit... Being late wasn't such a good idea now... Quickly scanning the room, you saw the ensuite door emitting steam from it. He's in the shower... This could work... Opening the door you saw his outline through the shower door, rinsing his hair under the hot water. You quickly slipped your dress to the floor, along with your underwear, and slowly eased yourself into the shower with him, quietly. You snaked your hands over his firm waist and he jumped, turning to face you, wiping water and soap out of his eyes.

"Too easy, Cill." He composed himself and smiled.

"So you did come then?"

"Well, not yet, but I'm hoping you could help with that?" You smirked, and looked down to see his erection already forming.

"Wanna let me get out first?"

"Nope, no need. There's plenty of room in here..." You sank to your knees and took him into your mouth.

"Ah... Fuck me..." He gasped as you sucked him to full erection.

"Now now, Mr Murphy, we'll get to that part soon enough..." Taking him back in, your tongue swirling around the tip, teeth gently scraping the underside of his cock. Sinking his head down, and backing into the shower wall, allowing the water to cascade over your back, he watched as you expertly sucked him, groaning into his shaft and cupping his balls lightly, giving them a sharp tug now and again. He couldn't take much more and lifted you to your feet.

"I'm not finishing in your mouth y/n.. I have a much better destination for it..." He knew you were on birth control, you'd spoken about it before when you were both going through yours respective breakups. Both of you also getting your checks done after your partners had cheated on you. All clean and ready to go.

Moving you against the wall of the shower, he angled the water away slightly, pressing his lips to yours. Snaking a hand down between your legs he was impressed to find you already wet for him. Smiling against your lips, he slowly inserted a finger deep inside, causing your hips to buck against him.

"Yes... Cillian yes..." Pushing a second finger in, he tipped them up and towards him slightly, catching hold of that sweet spot inside. You jumped again.

"Too easy y/n..." You couldn't help your hips rocking against his fingers, groaning deeply as he fucked you with them, picking up the pace. Your orgasm built quickly and he felt your walls clenching, but he quickly removed them and lifted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist, he pushed his hard length into you. Your mouth opened wide with a loud groan as it hit that magical spot on the first thrust, and you screamed his name as your orgasm finally hit, Cillian pounding into you as you called his name. You just prayed the room next door was empty...

He tangled his hands into your hair as he continued thrusting up into you, your nails were clawing his shoulders as you moaned loudly - a second release quickly building.

"Need to move, my legs are killing me!" He groaned into your neck, and begrudgingly lifted you off him, keeping your legs round his waist as he turned the shower off and carried you into the main room. Sitting in the chair, he sat you back on his lap, a leg either side of him

"Want me to ride you Cill?" He nodded as you ground your hips against him, not taking him inside you just yet. If this was the only chance you had to do this, you were making it last as long as possible.

"Fuck.. don't tease me y/n..."

"Want me to ride that big cock of yours Cillian? Bounce up and down, back and forth, round and round.." your hips mimicking your words making him gasp. Your mouth teasing his now, tongue tracing his lips. He kept moving to kiss you fully but you kept pulling back.

"Jesus y/n..." You sank down onto him, taking him inside you. Riding him hard, your second orgasm burning inside desperate for release. He pushed you back slightly and moved your fingers down to your own clit. "Rub it... Wanna watch you..." You happily complied, head thrown back in pure ecstacy as you rode both him and your fingers to your orgasm. Shuddering with the release, feeling your juices coat him, he picked you up again and lay you down on the double bed, relentlessly pounding into you now while you clutched at his back, nails surely drawing blood now. He was like a man possessed, harder than he'd ever been before.

"That's it... That's it... Fuck... Cillian!" You were screaming his name as he grunted against your neck.

"Gonna cum y/n... Fuck..." With a loud groan followed by your name he came hard, filling you completely as a third orgasm took you along with him. Pulling out slowly, catching his breath, he remained on top of you.

"My shoulders are fucking shredded y/n..." He laughed, feeling the sting from where your nails had scratched him.

"Sorry... You were just too good..." You breathed, still coming down from your high. He rolled onto his back and pulled you into his arms. You lay there silently for a while, playing with his chest hair.

"That was worth the wait.." he smiled and kissed the top of your head. All you could do was nod, words suddenly becoming impossible. You'd never been fucked that good before in your life.

"Let's make a deal," he tilted your face up to look at him, gently leaning down to kiss your lips. "If we work together again in the future, and we're both single, we do this again. What do you say?" You smiled. You were worried for a second he was going to profess his undying love for you - definitely not what you wanted from this.

"Deal. Hey, there might be a role for me in the movie yet," you winked, biting your lip. He smirked down at you and rested his head back on the pillow.

"Can't wait." You sat up to get ready to leave, you both knew you couldn't stay. One of you had to go back to the party so as not to arouse too much suspicion.

"This was fun, right? And we're okay?"

"Yes, and yes. All good. Stay in touch? No matter what?" He watched you get dressed and fix your hair, reapplying your lipstick.

"Definitely." You leaned over him to steal a final kiss, and headed out the door smiling, both of you silently praying Ada had a place in the movie, and vowing to remain single for the foreseeable future.

#cillian smut #cillian x fem!reader #cillian murphy #cillian x smut #peaky blinders x reader

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Feathers

Simeon x Fem!Reader

Smut.

If you squint a plot is forming! I hate spoiling my content so you have to read it to know where I am going.

Warning below the cut.

Contains - A breeding kink, corruption, shower sex, oral, graphic depictions of said sex. All that good stuff, it is smut~

Feathers.

You feel great warmth behind you, a calm and gentle warmth that you’ve come to love as much as the person that radiates it. Hazy you blink your eyes open, and can hear an incessant buzzing from your DDD, you groan and shift the room a bit colder than you remembered. Making you seek the warmth of the angel beside you. Simeon tightens his arms around you hugging you to him.

The previous night you spent with him, giving a group message to everyone that you would be staying over with Simeon. Everyone had a little something to say, but didn’t argue as you would be back in the afternoon. You take a moment to admire the sleeping face that is Simeon, how he seems peaceful even here. You card fingers through his hair, and seek out his warmth from the cold room.  

You reach for your phone to peek at it, Asmodeus has been sending messages along with Mammon. You smile to yourself, but the messages were not the reason you grabbed your DDD, you quietly and carefully tug the cover off of Simeon’s shoulder enough to expose his face. Keeping your phone silent you take a picture of him, to keep to yourself. Or maybe set it as your wallpaper. He looks so serene, and you love that he finds his comfort in your arms so easily.

Another picture wouldn’t hurt, just as you take a picture of Simeon, you catch an eye open looking directly at you. You freeze and shrink down under the covers.  

“Where you going lamb? If you wanted to take pictures, you can.” You blush when he rests his head back onto the pillow and gives you his gentle smile. His eyes lowered, to focus on the camera. You take a few more pictures of your angel, before setting your DDD away, ignoring the calls from Mammon. You’ll get an earful for ignoring him later, but here in the blanket of morning with Simeon you didn’t care.  

Simeon raises his hands to your face and cups your cheeks, he presses in and gives you fresh and sweet pecks of kisses. You feel those hands leave your face to slip down under the covers to touch over your skin. Simeon glides his fingertips over the softness of your back and down to the top of your rear. You feel him smooth the flat of his hand against your skin and slips it down along your thighs feeling the ultra soft skin of your hip to mound.

“You didn’t get enough last night?” You tease him, Simeon only smiles more, and you part your legs for him allowing his fingers to trace your folds.  

“How can I ever get enough of you?” Simeon asks, while moving to strewn one of your legs over his hip. You bite your bottom lip feeling his fingers slip pass your folds and trail circles around your clit, checking to see if you are as eager as he is for a morning romp before everyone else is awake.

“Ah.. Simeon... I...” You catch his eyes with yours, and plead with him, wanting more of his touch.  

“Yes love? What would you like?” You wonder how an angel can act so sinful sometimes, even more as those fingers slip inside, you jolt when they curl, slowly very slowly he pumps his fingers. Enough for you to start feeling hot, you raise your head to meet him for a kiss. He picks up his pace with his fingers, and you muffle any moan into the kiss.  

Simeon swallows your moans, pushing you onto your back nudging your legs further apart as he shoves the blankets down off you both. You had barely realized how hard he is, judging by how he is already leaking with precum and throbbing from your sighs and moans in his ears and against his lips. Simeon pulls from the kiss to have at your neck until you gently push his head off.  

“Lamb?” You look up at him, and give him a smile of your own.

“I want to please you too for a bit. Will you let me?” He is confused until you reach a hand down to stroke his cock. Fingers tracing along the underside making him shiver.

“Only if I can do the same.” Simeon moves to lay on his side, head towards your groin, having you strewn your legs under his arms. You follow the way he is laying on your side and busy your mouth with kissing along his hip down so you can start delicate licks and kisses along his shaft. You laugh a little at how much he responds to your tongue on his tip, feeling it twitch as you circle the head. Your hands go down to pump the shaft and roll the sac below feeling him tense as he is more turned on than he wanted to admit.

Simeon focuses on the sensation of you pleasing him, his fingers pumping slowly into your pussy, even as he lowers his mouth to it, delving his tongue along your folds, spreading them with his fingers so he can push his tongue into you without a second thought. You taste sweet to him, and it takes a few tentative licks before he is pushing his tongue deep, like the manner he does when he kisses you. Swirling his tongue right, and if he didn’t have your legs pinned under his arms, he would have felt them lock around his head.

You trail kisses along the side of his shaft afraid to put him in your mouth in case you bite down. You nibble along the underside of the glands, then sweep your tongue across the tip. You note how dark pink the tip is from the brown of his shaft, you give fleeting pecks over the tip even pressing your tongue to the slit for more beads of precum. You are rewarded with sighed moans against your folds and Simeon thrusting his tongue into you, even with his hands gripping your thighs tighter, his fingers keeping your lips apart lapping at the hole he loves to tease.

“I can do this all day... just hearing you sigh and moan my name.” You hear his voice, and feel your face heat up.

Simeon shifts you both, and sits up, keeping your head to suck on him, while he encourages you to wrap your legs around him. You note the angle makes you take his cock deeper into your mouth, and relax your throat to take him further. You suck while Simeon uses his fingers with his tongue to pump both into you. You had sparked a frenzy in him, and you wonder how much longer before he loses his patience. You’ve only seen him give into his desires a few times that almost got you in trouble.

You didn’t have to wait long after a long lick you place from balls to tip following the veins to the very, very sensitive side of his tip. Simeon tugs your mouth off of him, and you are arranged on your side. Simeon lifts one of your legs, and holds it as he guides his cock into your waiting dripping core. With all the sex you two have had over the previous day half, you didn’t need to adjust.

Simeon thrusts as soon as he feels you squeeze around him, he is wild with his thrusts, you grab for a pillow to muffle your voice, aware that there are others in the Purgatory Hall again. You notice something about Simeon’s eyes as you peek up at his face. He is focused on your face, but his eyes seem hazy lost in pleasure.

“Are you alright Simeon?” Your voice breaks through the fog in his head, and he rests his head against your leg, fingers tapping your ankle as he regards you with a loving look.

“You feel so good, I got a little lost in the feeling.” Simeon lets go of your leg in favor of lifting your hips up to his, his hands finding purchase along your waist pulling you into each thrust he makes. You seek out the pillow hugging it to your face muffling your cries as best, until Simeon pulls it away from your arms, replacing it with himself. He lowers his head down and claims your lips in a passionate kiss.  

You wrap your legs around his waist holding onto him, letting him take full charge over you both. Simeon nibbles your bottom lip parting from the kiss, he feels incredible, but almost like his whole being is full of love and warmth. Something different than what he usually felt.

Simeon hears you cry his name in the middle of your kiss with him, he feels different with this session. Like your souls were binding together, you open your eyes to be greeted to the blue eyes that are inches away from yours. He lowers his eyelids as he parts from the kiss with you to press soft kisses over your face. One of your hands seeks his and laces your fingers together.  

You feel him move harder, his movements jerky and uneven. He was going to come soon, and you felt eager to feel him do so. You rock your hips up into his thrusts, you tighten your grip on his hand holding yours, he matches your grip. Simeon presses his forehead to yours, and you close your eyes finding his stare too intense.  

“Open your eyes please.” You feel your face burning, and you do so. You open your eyes and he thrusts in at an angle that makes your face twist up in absolute pleasure.  

“Is... it okay inside again?” His question is specific, and you nod. He sought permission each time before he came inside. You both know there is a risk to it, but you also remember the time you two spent caring for those little demons. How happy he looked caring for children, you wouldn’t mind if it is his child you carry.

“What would happen if I manage to get pregnant from all this?” You catch Simeon off guard with your question, you look up at him shy, and he only kisses you repeatedly. The feel of him a lot different, you felt him twitch from the question. Like he desperately wants to do this, the idea, the possibility. What it might spell for him as an angel.

“I will be by your side every step of the way. Are you afraid of that idea?” You think it over, he had slowed his thrusts down to a slow roll of his hips, almost pulling out of you, if you had second thoughts. You use your feet to dig into his hips to pull him back. He indulges with a gentle thrust in, changing the pace from heated and wild to loving, and sweet.  

“It scares me a little... would you regret that choice? I mean.. Lilith..” You are her descendant, Simeon caresses your face and plants little kisses over your face as he loves you more gently now. You arch underneath him, the angle being what he needed to reach even deeper, hitting a spot deep within that makes you tremble in his arms.

“If I fall as a result of loving you. Then I will gladly fall for you, endlessly. I chose love. You ask me if I regret falling in love with you, and creating a life. Never would I regret it, in fact I look forward to it.” Simeon presses his cheek to yours, mouthing kisses till he tugs on an ear with his teeth.

“Does it hurt if you fall?” You never want to cause him pain.

“Only at first, Lucifer and the others said their fallings only hurt during the change. If they were constantly in pain, we would see it right? They don’t regret their choices either.” You smile up at him, and place your hand on top of his lacing fingers from behind his hand. He picks up the pace longer drawn out thrusts, focusing on the pleasure now without worry of whether he was slipping too far away from above.

Your voice drawn out louder till he silences you with kisses, moans between them as he hits just right. You feel him so sure of himself, your heart full and your emotions overwhelm you. You feel tears at the edges of your eyes, a loving pressure in your belly builds till Simeon holds your hips down to keep you from lifting so much off the bed. You hear his sighed moans, he releases more of them as he chases his orgasm. Your hands find his back, you add fine lines to the center of it, you mind his shoulder blades, he had expressed how sensitive they are, you remember they are sensitive. You glide your hands down them and rub them.

What greets you is the sight of the angel lost to bliss, eyes closed as he pants and pushes down harder to you. You reach your orgasm first after a series of thrusts makes you lose control. You rub your fingers into his shoulder blades and earn his voice out louder than you have heard him before. His face flushed pink as he pushes deep and spills his seed against your cervix.  

Simeon promptly collapses on top of you, hugging you underneath him, his arms slipping beneath your back to hold you directly to him. You feel him press his face into your neck and nuzzle your cheek with his own. He keeps himself pressed to you, within you, he kept laying kisses everywhere his lips could reach. You keep your hands roaming on his back soothing the scratches you left, he practically is purring with affection. You shift underneath him feeling uncomfortable, but soon realize from all of your rubbing on his back he had gotten hard again.  

Simeon moves his head so he can look you in your eyes, your rubbing on his back had done something to him. He wanted a lot more that you had to offer. You offer a grin to him, and he lowers his head to kiss you again. He moves slowly, you are still sensitive to his touches and thrusts. Something felt more intimate when he was tender like this.

“Simeon... shower.. Please?” You ask, and Simeon nods collecting you into his arms. You both could get more wild with water, without the interruption of anyone listening in. You wrap your legs around his waist as he carries you and keeps you from slipping out of his arms. He manages it, and you laugh the entire time even as he pins you against the shower wall. A mischievious grin to Simeon’s lips when he turns the water on, you yelp at the cold of the water, seeking out his warmth. He gives you mercy turning to shield you from the spray, as he keeps you pinned between himself and the wall behind you. You roll your hips down, soon lost to his movements again.  

Simeon soon tires of the position, mostly trying to keep you from slipping, so he pulls reluctantly out. Guiding you down to your hands and knees. You look at him over your shoulder, questioning him with this position.

“Trust me.” You were about to say something, only to have Simeon push back inside of you; making up for the time he missed. The angle allows him deep, and your eyes widen when you feel him push as deep as he gets. The slap his his balls against your clit sends you spiralling into pleasure even with him grinding a few times. He uses more power in his thrusts this way, and he also might enjoy seeing you bowed before him, though the bowing you were doing was extra sinful as you bite into your arm to suppress your cries.  

Simeon keeps it lovingly in his unique way. You never feel sore, but what surprises you is how he leans over the top of your back. Arms wrapped around you from behind as he thrusts. Like he is mating with you now, you became aware of feathers surrounding both of you. You are shocked when you see white feathers with green tips, you made the connection to his feathers from his quill he uses. How you had never seen a feather like that before, now you understood where that feather was from, and Simeon can see the surprise in your face of him showing his wings this way.

You wish you could touch them, would he let you. Simeon can see the question in your eyes, and curls a wing down enough for you to touch a wing. Your fingers thumb through the edges of the flight feathers. You feel your angel though buck harder into you from touching a part of him he doesn’t reveal to just anyone.  

Simeon lowers his head to the nape of your neck, he kisses over it murmuring promises to protect you. Placing a love bite directly there; you didn’t realize how close you were to another orgasm until he bit you. Your hands clench, and Simeon takes your hand off his wing to keep you from pulling a handful of feathers out.  

“Again... once more.. My lamb.. Once more. I want you to cum for me. I want you to accept me into you...” Simeon trails off in his words as he snakes a hand underneath you both and rubs your clit, you whine at the sensitivity your body is feeling. How alight you feel from his touch alone, you focus on the pressure in your belly, ignoring the water feeling colder as you suck in a breath of air to hold. Simeon’s thrusts are harder, and you feel that swell.  

Moan after moan is torn out of Simeon his hands back at your waist, and he had straightened up to have a better angle to work with. His thrusts a lot harder, and a lot deeper, driving himself till the tip of his cock bumps your cervix enough.  

“A little more... just a little more...” You hear him sigh under his breath, he is burying his face into your hair, and listening to your moans as they fall from your lips. You scratch the tiles under your fingers as you feel a much stronger orgasm after the short one you had. Your eyes widen and they brim over in tears at the sensation that floods you of feeling so loved by Simeon. You don’t miss the groan he makes as you tighten around him, making it harder for him to thrust in.

Simeon keeps going through your orgasm reveling in how hot and wet you are around him, how you tighten and milk him of his cum into your body. You feel kiss after kiss on your neck and maybe a few bites as he spends himself within you.  

You lie there underneath your angel, you reach a hand to his feathers and glide your hand across them, seeing how they sheen under the water and light of the sun peeking into the bathroom. You focus your eyes on the very ends of his feathers, the faint green at the tips meeting white. Beautiful but your eyes focus a little more and see at the bases a touch of grey almost black. You ignore it for now to not bring it to Simeon’s attention during post-coital.

Simeon pulls himself free of your body, and reaches to turn the heat of the water up more as he begins washing you and himself up. You relax as you see him will his wings away, but his halo remaining. He looked every part of an angel, he is an angel. You remind yourself that he is an angel. Something that is supposed to be sacred and revered with reverence. Yet here you are pulling one down the paths of sin and worry about corrupting someone so pure.

Simeon catches your gaze on the halo, and only beams brighter towards you. You finally have strength to sit up, being pulled into his arms, he washes over your hands while you use the foam to touch his face rubbing it and washing him equally. He lets you scrub his back, you snicker at his ticklish fidgeting, even as you are careful over the scratches you left.

When you both finished with the shower itself, Simeon turns the water off and wraps you both into a towel long enough to do so. You bury your face into his chest, and here he can tell something is off.

“Lamb?” You look up to his face, poking your head out of the towel he has wrapped around you both. You shake your head off the thought of the dark coloring his wings were getting. You hoped that was a natural color with him.  

Sensing your thoughts, Simeon does something you were not prepared for and flicks your nose. You clasp your hands over the end of your nose, and look up at him indignant about being flicked only to meet a stare you’ve seen with directed at Satan and Beelzebub. A little bit of anger hidden behind his calm eyes.

“You need to stop thinking like I am regretting my choices... I love you... even if it means I can’t return to the Celestial Realm. I choose you. I choose us.” Simeon’s voice has that edge at the beginning. You nod frantic, when his voice softens, he cups your face and keeps you staring into his eyes.

“I know you noticed. I won’t lose my wings. Remember the others still have theirs?” He thumbs away a tear that streams down the edge of your face. When did you start crying.

“I am afraid.. You'll blame me for it... or others saying y-” You are stopped by that raise in his eyes, his palms on your cheeks. You keep your eyes on Simeon’s not wanting to look away, more you can’t look away. The gentle touches on your cheeks, his eyes betray his emotion, and before you know it he takes both sides of your cheeks and pinches them pulling just enough.

“Not another word about me potentially regretting being with you. If I so much as hear you say otherwise I will not only pinch your face, but I will make sure you know nothing other than my love till Diavolo can hear you scream my name in his castle. If I wasn’t sure about our path together. I would never have been with you from the start. If this means I lose my power to see into the future, I’ll be glad for it. I was miserable... it’s too quiet up there... I’ve grown to love it here with you, the brothers, everyone. I will not have you speak as if I regret falling in love with you. I do not regret it, nor will I ever. Now... understood? Or do I need to keep this up?” He tugs your cheeks again for good measure, and you shake your head no at questioning it further. He lets go only to cup your face and kiss all over it in apology for pinching them.  

“Mean...” You pout, turning your head only to earn a kiss against your cheek.

“Strict.” Simeon corrects you. You wonder if he truly means everything he says, about not regretting his choices. People can say it, but meaning it once it happens. Simeon pulls you further into his arms, enjoying the feel of you against him.

“We should get dressed so we can make breakfast, and be decent before Luke bangs on our door.” You move closer into his arms even at his urging to move.

“A little longer like this please. I want to feel you like this a little longer.” You wind your arms around Simeon pressing your face into his chest. The soft scent of mint waifs from the shampoo and soaps he uses. You feel him tighten his arms around you, resting his head on top of yours.

“Just a little longer. Don’t blame me if I want to take you again before we get dressed.” You pinch his hip for the comment, and smile into his chest. He guides you both from the bathroom to his bedroom to sit with you in his lap. Doting affection on your face, and feeling you in his arms.

You both playfully swat at each other when getting dressed. You caught Simeon with a towel, and he got your back with a smack on your rear that will be hard to sit through in classes. You finally pick up your DDD and answer the millionth call from Mammon. Assuring him you are okay, that you were spending time with Simeon without interruptions.

Simeon watches you calm the avatar of greed down with exasperated sighs of whatever he was going on about. You remember to pack the apron you were given by Asmodeus, to return it to him. It had been cleaned thoroughly.

You sit next to Simeon during breakfast, leaning on him in a contented way. Somehow you feel different from the romps you had this morning. Perhaps still riding on the high of all the love shared from the angel. A gloved hand rubs your shoulder, and you look up to Simeon.

He gives you a more reassuring smile as he lets you lean against him. Resting that way in blissful contentment.  

“Must be extra tired from all your late night studying.” Solomon teases you both from across. Your face darkens pink along with Simeon’s there was getting nothing pass him. He knew what you two were up to without fail.  

“Y-yeah. Simeon kept me awake with a few too many questions.” You play it off for the sake of Luke in the room. You move closer into Simeon’s side to avoid further questions. You were already bracing your mind for the millions coming your way from the demon brothers. Lucifer wouldn’t pry too much without warning you. Asmoedus though, he would be waiting for you on your bed for you to spill every single detail of your nights with Simeon between and out of the sheets. Maybe you could ask to stay another night with the angel.

After breakfast you find yourself alone with Simeon before you would walk to RAD, you had to be sure of something.

“Simeon? May I see your wings again?” You ask him, and he nods closing his eyes, he uncurls them, letting you touch them dry. They were a lot softer than you thought they would be. Almost like eagle feathers but a lot softer. You smooth your hands through them, sitting in Simeon’s lap. You look through them, preening them almost for the angel. Your eyes find the one that caught your attention when you were underneath him.

The one that had a black base to it, you see it had darken a little more. You frown, and look at Simeon. He only regards you with an unwavering smile.

“It’s begun already.” He says, he even looks through some of his feathers noting how some have a distinct coloring. Still greenish blue at the tips but almost gradient between black to white.  

“I...” You look down. You hadn’t mean for him to actually be falling, corrupting. You had heard Luke talk of it like it is such a bad thing to fall.

“What did I say earlier? My love? Don’t make it sound like I’ll regret this.” You hear him, and lower your gaze down.

“But you are falling... and it is my doing.” You feel yourself flipped and the surface of the bed below you now. You look up as Simeon hovers over you, his hands on either side of your head.

“And I told you, I chose this path for myself. The only thing that would make this terrible for me, is if you suddenly do not love me as deeply as I do you.” You feel kiss after kiss placed on your face.

“I just... hope it doesn’t end like Lilith.. Where you are..”

“Enough Lamb..” You look up at him. His tone alone makes you keep the remainder of what you were about to say swallowed on your tongue.

“That won’t happen. You know the cause of Lilith and why she was persecuted for her death. She did not regret her falling. Nor will I. Now.. I believe I should make good on my promise. That if you brought this up, I will make you scream till Diavolo can hear you.” You feel your heart full, you still harbor a little bit of guilt, but Simeon chose you. You also wonder how pretty his wings might be, will they still have their tipped edges with blueish green? Will he use one as a new quill.

All thoughts end when Simeon’s hands sneak under your skirt.

“Simeon! The others will hear us.” You plead.

“I don’t care. I have a promise to fulfill, to ensure you know how much I love you.”  Any further protest dies out when you feel a kiss along your neck again.

“We’ll be late...” You attempt, and Simeon eyes you.

“I can live with that.” You bite your bottom lip as he breathes a hot breath against your ear, and you feel yourself aching already.

“Besides, I do believe you won’t be able to sit still in class if I leave you unsatisfied. That would be a sin in my eyes.” Simeon only has to press a few more kisses to convince you to slack off a bit more. How can you deny him when he says and does such sweet things to you.

You don’t even think twice feeling him again, or how your hands and fingers dig into his arms as he holds you underneath him. Even as you feel him fill you and all you can do is blush underneath him. You wonder if he truly wants one at the rate he keeps going.  

“I am hopelessly in love with you.” You hear murmured into your chest, and Simeon is nuzzling his face into your breasts. You smile noting how cuddly he is after each romp, like he makes up for all the roughness with being as soft and cute as possible.

Only time would tell if he can manage an impossible.  

#simeon angel #simeon x reader #simeon x fem!reader #simeon smut #obey me simeon #Simeon #swd simeon #swd obey me

[attemptinghaikyuu]

Fake Dating: Suna

A/n: I was going to do my English homework but then I thought of fake relationship shenanigans and I had to do this instead

G/n reader

Suna Rintarou

Being friends with Atsumu, you met Suna when he asked you to bring him a book he forgot in class

You got to the gym and actually threw the book at him, ya know... thinking he’d catch it, however Atsumu’s brain went into setter mode

He ended up setting it to Osamu and Suna got the whole thing on video

Once you stopped laughing and Tsumu stopped yelling at you and Samu, you ran over to Suna and convinced him to send you the video

You were so excited about it, Suna was both put off and glad someone understood the joy of blackmail

You literally started bugging him after that to get anything he had on your friend

Honestly though, it’s a pretty symbiotic friendship

You don’t get anything on Atsumu too often, but when you do? It’s the good stuff~

Suna’s genuinely impressed with your high quality videos and sometimes y’all passive aggressively share tips

You’re both kinda protective over how you get your blackmail, so that’s why it looks like you’ll make sure the other regrets something while you talk camera angles

You both have soft friendship moments tho🥺

When Atsumu messed up and got gum in your hair, Suna helped cut it out and made sure to give you some blackmail on him to make you feel better

He also gave you a hug

You end up comforting him when Atsumu does something without thinking and leaves Suna upset

No one’s there to comfort Atsumu when you two do something stupid to him thoughasjkbcf

It’s actually Atsumu’s fault you and Suna decide to mess with him to a higher degree then you’ve ever done before

That’s why you’re both standing in front of your shared friend, telling him you’re dating

Because you’re petty and think it’ll be funny

Plus if Tsumu didn’t want this to happen, he shouldn’t have made the cookies that Osamu baked spicy

The cookies Osamu shared with you and Suna... the cookies that nearly made him puke

Suna is surprisingly hateful towards anything spicy, he looked like he wanted to strangle Atsumu after you all knew what had happened, but you had a better idea~

A funnier idea✨

Atsumu is indignant and disbelieving of your little announcement, he points “Ya can’t be serious!”

You grab Suna’s hand and smile, “Were 100% serious Tsumu, you should know Rin and I never lie.”

He scowls and turns to Suna “I’m not dense, ya really think ya can mess with me like this?”

But without missing a beat, Suna leans down and kisses your cheek smiling

He’s doing a good job at acting, so much so that you’re blushing

It must be convincing to Atsumu, considering the look of pure horror painting his features, as he looks at the scene before him

You’re glad you got Samu to record from behind the corner, you’ll enjoy watching this later

You’ll probably watch it with your “boyfriend” >:)

“Did you really think we were joking?” You ask, blush cooling down

Atsumu turns away, muttering about needing to help Kita-san with something

Osamu comes out and the three of you share an evil smirk before you guys head to class, basically forgetting about what you’d done for the rest of the day

You both walk into the gym and you’re jokingly, threatening to show a video you have of Suna to his teacher when Tsumu walks over

He’s more cheerful now, and it looks like he’s trying to congratulate you for something?? And oh! He’s apologizing for not believing his friends... and for freaking out over something like dating

You scramble for words, Suna beats you to it as he swings his arm around your shoulder “Took you long enough. I guess we forgive you, right babe?”

Oh, looks like y’all were gonna sell, sell this fake dating thing

So you give affirmation, waiting for Tsumu to leave to ask, genuinely curious “Suna, are we really going to keep this going?”

He shrugs his shoulders and reasons “It’ll be all the better when he finds out.” He pauses “Also, call me Rin, it’s more convincing if you do that like you did earlier.”

So you keep it up

At first Osamu’s confused as to why you’re not stopping, but after an explanation, he gives you both a look and just nods he already knows where this leads

After this, you and Suna start a grove of looking like a couple all the time

He’s constantly leaning against you, resting his head on top of yours, and laying his head in your lap

He also gets your favorite snacks when you have hangouts dates

The best part of this whole thing to you, ends up being when you get these little fluttery, warm moments with Rin where you tell a joke or show him a video and instead of focusing on it like he would before, his attention is on you

Sometimes he’ll do this with a smile

It’s strange how normal it all felt, it was so easy to get used to and it’d been nearly three months since the whole thing had started

You wonder, with building dread, when you’ll have to tell Tsumu it was all a big joke to mess with him...

You realize you need to know when this is going to come to an end so you can prepare for the hurt it’s gonna bring

Anxiously, you bring it up with Suna at your house one day

“Hey, so... you know we’ve been doing this for awhile and well, when are we telling Tsumu it’s fake..?”

His eyes are on you in an instant, giving you a surprised look

“...”

“Rin?”

He sighs, rotating himself to wrap his body around you

You try to ignore the warm feeling in your chest, but it bursts at the words that you hear

“I’d rather not tell him when it isn’t fake,” he loosens his hold on you, “to me at least.”

Shimmying deeper into his hold you put your arms around him, giving him a reassuring squeeze

“Nah, it would be weird to tell him its fake when it’s real.”

He tightens his hold once again and neither of you can stop smiling

You tell Samu the good news the next day at school

He sighs when you do, mumbling how he knew it and that he shouldn’t have expected two lovesick idiots, to be able to get revenge on his brother

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #haikyuu suna #suna rintarou #suna x you #suna x y/n #suna x reader #suna rintaro scenarios #haikyuu fluff #fake dating #unrealistic dating scenarios my beloved💕💖

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「Requested by: Anon」

Ace ♥️

・You know this boy is a mess. He's always in a rush, not necessarily because of school but to make disaster along Deuce and you; the trouble trio. And finding a way to avoid punishments. That's exactly what's getting on your way for this plan.

・You have tried many, really, many times to do it and each one of them you fail or fall or get caught by Deuce. You must make Ace being quiet and that's an impossible task; until today when he was feeding the flamingoes alone.

・You jumped into him on his way back to the dorm building, clinging onto his tired back, falling over him and pinning him down to the floor. Yeah, you caught him into the less conventional way, somehow the angle you chose was perfect to make him unable to move —almost.

・He could swear he heard the flash of a camera between the sound of your laugh. As you made fun of him, he spotted a weak point in your position and used it to turn positions, holding you against the floor as you stopped laughing to realise he won this round.

・"C'mon, sweetie, keep on laughing", he mocked with a cocky smirk, though you could keep on laughing just by the sight of his pink clothes, you pouted. You started complaining about how hard was to catch him off guard and alone just to fail, not just that, to be humiliated by him!

・Successfully, you made him feel guilty. Even so, he wouldn't move, he will just keep you there and apologise –unfortunately for you, he knew very well how your mind worked and he knew you were not really sad. So, Ace assure it would be very easy for him to catch you off guard now that he used your own move against you.

・He can be a bitch when he wants to, that's why you asked Deuce to send you the pic he took of Ace on his pink clothes with you. Every single time he tries to pin you into a wall, you show him the evidence and blackmail him with that. You'll post it on Magicam if he dare to do that again.

Deuce ♠️

・You expected him to be shy, flushed, quiet, speechless; to get red as a tomato as you mischievously giggled at him and talked about your intentions with a teasing tone even though these were completely innocent. Oh, how wrong you got it! You did it with your best intention, unintentionally awakening his badass mood.

・You didn't even got the chance to make his back touch the wall, you had barely gripped his hands when he escaped from your touch, held your waist and pulled you against his chest, turning around to slam his free arm into the wall. The shocked one were you.

・Well, that doesn't mean he weren't surprised. In fact, he blushed when he realised it was you who tried to attack him from behind. Deucey is not a rough or teasing person, but the way you reacted to your own trick was too much for him, you looked so cute and defenseless. The mischievous was him, smirking at you after the impression.

・His payback was sweeter than you could have imagined, a torture though: thickles. Yeah, he pressed you against the wall and started moving his fingers on your sides ans your stomach, sometimes messing with your neck, but never letting you take a break. Laughter after laughter until some small tears fell from your eyes, he stopped to hug you.

・"Make some noise next time, just your steps or something like that. I don't want to hurt you with my defensive reflexes", he says with soft voice, lending you a handkerchief to dry your eyes and clean your sweat. It was so romantic, you were surprised he was one of those guys. Don't get fooled by his kindness, you still owe him an explanation.

・That's exactly what you do, explain. Yes, some way because you wanted him to know what was the original plan on surprising him all of a sudden. Also, there was the fact that he was not letting you go until he knew the reason why he almost hurted his SO.

・Rest assure. He will keep in mind what you have done today. He's not the kind of person who seeks for revenge, he is actually the kind of person who enjoys learning from others and helping others learn from him. And now, my dear, you are going to learn why is bad teasing on Deuce's bad guy side.

Cater ♦️

・Nice moment you chose to take your phone out for a selfie, Diamond! Your movements were perfect, silent, extremely well planned to be ruined by his phone camera! But, of course, you didn't realise about it and that's why things ended up like this...

・How? You may ask. Well, you're sitting over one of the Light Music Club's stools, leaning your back against the wall as your lover's arms lay at each side of your head, hands on the surface behind you. A huge, pleased smile on his face staring at your blushed self, holding his phone on one of his hands.

・"My, my! How daring of you! Jumping into me from behind~", he laughs melodically, winking at you as cheerful as always. His method for making you talk is just asking. Yeah, easy, right? And you bend. He's just so lovely.

・You confess to him that you waited patiently behind the door until Lilia and Kalim left to surprise you. He has been so busy to visit you, so it was time for you to come to him. He just laughs and agrees with you, it was a nice movement he will definitely keep in mind.

・But you are both cheerful and playful with each other, pranks are never missing in this relationship and this moment deserves its own reminder. The photo he took when you were about to jump into him —let's just say it wasn't your best angle. And it was indeed his payback.

・Ace and Deuce will make fun of you for a long, long time thanks to Cay's post. Specially since he catches your body against the wall every single time you visit his dorm... Without failing.

Trey ♣️

・You over thought about attempting it, there wasn't a chance you could catch him, at least not without a sense of silence and discretion. Your lover was a clever and wary man, every movement must be precise and flawless —in fact, they were. Until you stumbled.

・There wouldn't have been any trouble, unless you have chosen the worst possible location: the kitchen. So, maybe your fall could have been stopped by the imminent weight of Trey's body on the wall helping you to trap him perfectly between your arms but now, he was holding you since you tried to pin him into the kitchen's bar. You felt even smaller.

・"Are you all right?", he will ask with concern. Your affirmative answer relieves him, slowly letting you go until he realise you are not supposed to be in his dorm, or in the kitchen. His grip around you strengthen as he "gently" ask what brought you there; he knows you as well as you know him, there's no way you could lie to get out of this. He discovered immediately you were planning something.

・The interrogation was not completely necessary, Trey's eyes had that power of persuasion which made you speak immediately. Yes, you could try resisting but it would not be a very smart alternative; so, when he took his glasses away and placed them behind you, there was nothing to do on it. You started explaining the situation, giving him and advantage since now you were the one between his arms.

・Oh, no. You are being pressed against the fridge door now without any option than looking back at him, that was a dirty move of him, wasn't it ? He has now another good reason for scolding you, not only the place but the true intention behind your deeds. With a deep breath and severe voice, he asks for an excuse for not applying any punishment on you.

・You beg to him not to forbid you of entering to that room of the Dorm, he knows how much you love baking with him on your free time, or helping him with the food for Unbirthday Parties. He could not be so evil with you, less when you use that puppy eyes of yours, a weakness he have always had on you.

・He seems to forgive you, becoming insistent about giving you a farewell kiss. It's not like him to be that insistent on affectionate greetings but you give in... Just to get an awful, still hilarious surprise: he used his Doodle Suit on you to change the taste of the kiss into the food you hate the most. Sweet revenge.

Riddle ♔

・His immediate reaction would be flushing. An intense crimson staining his face as he was looking for an answer inside his memory, searching over the 810 Rules of the Queen of Hearts in vain since none of them stated how to react when your lover trapped you over a wall.

・To be honest, you though you have broken him. He just stared into the void as you blushed in front of him, retracting your arms to set him free. Did you scare him that much with your sudden action? Well, not really since he held your arms before you could separate from him. A smirk slowly appearing on his face.

・You didn't even realise when he made you give an elegant turn so now you were at his mercy. Still, the blush remained on his skin as he found your actions lovely, but now he was delighted with your confused expression as your move resulted against you.

・He lifted his head, watching from above, leaning over you dangerously near to your lips, passing off them to whisper in your ear. "Where you trying to misbehave, my beloved rose?", he ask with a teasing tone as he pronounced your nickname. "You know my beliefs about breaking the rules", he continues, placing his finger under your chin and his hand behind your back to make you straighten and avoiding you looking away.

・For a second, just a second, you are truly intimidated. He's always a gentleman, though he loves games and that was the reason why you did this in first place —you're aware that he was teasing you. From one second to another, you giggled and your eyes softened, throwing your arms into his neck, burying your face into his coat to silence your laughter.

・Well, you knew he had been busy and worried so you tried to surprise him. In the end, you made him get a bit relaxed, he followed your game as you tried to turn places, he kept refusing to let you go. The fun of the moment relied on how you managed to make him laugh.

・"It's off with your head, darling", he laughs in a mischievous tone, caressing your cheek before walking away. Oh, no, he was planning his payback. Yes, he would never "chop" off your head, as a couple, that sentence was part of your intimate code and you knew that meant... You had to be careful and watch your back. Riddle will pin you into the wall when you less expected so and he won't be "gentle".

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Chapter 18: I’m Sakusa Kia

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Kia’s short autobiography.

Hi I’m Kia.

My mama is (L/N) (F/N). I didn’t have a papa. I didn’t have a big family. My family is only mama and Kia. But in mama’s bedtime stories, she describes my papa as tall handsome prince with black curly hair. A very caring and loving prince. My mama loves my papa very much but he’s not with us.

I have two favorite uncles. Keikei and Kenken. They give me clothes, books, toys and they play with me. But I don’t see them everyday because they have work and are far from my mama and me. They are always worried about mama.

I’m worried about mama too.

She always cried.

She cried when grandma told her to put me at a house so she could study. But mama said she didn’t want to be separated from me. I couldn’t speak yet. But if I could, I would have told her to leave me because I know she’ll come back for me. And I’ll wait for her.

She cried when we moved out of grandma’s house. Maybe that’s why she was sad. Cause she will miss grandma. I miss grandma too but she told us never to come back. She said she didn’t want see Kia or mama again.

We found a new home. It was small like a box but mama and I fit in it. We played and ate on the floor. But every night, only mama slept on the floor. I was in the crib, sleeping on soft fabric. I heard mama cry there too. Maybe because her back hurt.

We were playing house one day and she cried. She told me to be a good girl then mama slept for very very very long. Keikei came and picked me up. I stayed in his house for a long time until mama came back. I waited like the good girl mama told me to be.

We transferred to a bigger house and mama didn’t sleep on the floor anymore. We had a couch and a bed. I thought mama would be happier. But she still cried because she didn’t eat. I gave her my milk and she smiled again. I love mama’s smiles.

When she thought I was asleep, I heard her cry again. She talked on the phone with Keikei and Kenken that she’s worried if she could still feed me or send me to a good school. She said she felt lonely. I wanted to tell her I don’t even know what school is and I was there for her but she’ll get mad that I was awake. So when she came back, I hugged her tight. She always hugged me tight to help me sleep better.

That night she also told me that she couldn’t give me all the best things in the world but she promised she’ll give me all her love. But that’s crazy, right? How could she love Kia even more? She loves me way too much already. And mama is the best thing in the world!

We moved to Tokyo and met uncle Momo. After that I met my new grandma and grandpa. And my uncles and aunties and cousins. And my great grandma. And my cousin’s dog. My other cousin’s cat.

I also I met Kyo.

I didn’t like Kyo. Mama cried after she saw him. She cried all night. She wasn’t able to sleep. Maybe he was bad to mama that’s why she was crying?

Keikei told me Kyo was my papa. But he was mean to me. He hated Kia. How could he be my papa?

He didn’t like feeding me. He hated changing my diapers. He wouldn’t sleep beside me. He doesn’t carry me. He hates it when I talk or follow him around the house. He shouted at me for coloring on his wall.

But he loves me now!

He protected me from that doctor. He also said sorry for shouting at me. And he told me a bedtime story. He played ball with me and my new other uncles. We went to a flower field and took pictures. We rode the big teacups.

Kyo also gives the best hugs. He carries me around the house all the time. He lets me follow him except when he goes to work. No matter how hard I cry, he doesn’t bring me with him. But he gives me promise kisses so I let him go.

Kyo said he loves me more than mama but I’m sure he’s lying. He kisses mama more than he kisses me. But still, he loves me. He even proposed to me! He gave me a ring!

Mama also stopped crying ever since we moved in with Kyo. Maybe because he takes care of mama. He cooks food for mama. He hugs mama. He kisses mama. He loves mama. She isn’t lonely anymore. She has me and Kyo.

My family got bigger. I have more uncles, cousins, grandma and grandpa. I have mama. And I have Kyo, my papa.

End of Kia’s autobiography.

“And Sakusa finishes the match! 24-26!” The commentator says, the whole arena roaring in cheers. You and Kia jump from your seats, thrilled by Kiyoomi’s last spike. He looks at the two of you, grinning proudly.

“Papa, I love you!” Kia shouts. Kiyoomi actually can not hear her but he manages to read her little lips. She does a big heart with her arms, the tips of her fingers on top or her head. She’s hoping he’ll respond.

“I love you too!” Kiyoomi shouts back, doing a heart shape with his arms too. Kia squeals, happy that her father responded. He does not care about the crowd watching and cameras flashing. It’s just him and his daughter. And you of course.

“I love you,” you mouth to him, and his lips turn into a teasing smirk. He blows a kiss to you, but you don’t catch it. You’re not your high school self anymore. You actually feel shame now. You’re aware that almost everyone in the place is staring at you. Who isn’t curious about the person that the impassive Sakusa Kiyoomi in love? He’s even making hearts and throwing kisses at you.

Kia huffs at you. “You have to catch papa’s kiss!” You look at Kiyoomi and he’s looking at you with hope in his eyes. You sigh, then raise your hand acting as if you’re catching something. You kiss the palm and your hand and the crowd roars once again. You hid your face, burying it on Kia’s backpack.

After that commotion in the arena, you and Kia head to the backstage of the press conference, where their manager told you to wait. You sit at one of the plastic chairs, settling Kia on your lap.

After the opponents team interview, Kiyoomi finally goes up to the stage with Atsumu and Hinata. Kia hears her father’s voice so she slides her way down your lap and run to the stage. Before you could even catch her, she is already entering under the table of where the players are being interviewed.

Hinata is the first one on the table, so he yelps when he feels someone under it. He lifts the table cloth to check what it is and see Kia crawling to her father. He silently chuckles and continues to watch her journey.

“I actually think the team is in gre-” Kiyoomi stops talking mid-sentence as he feels someone grab on his calves. He lifts the cover only to see his daughter show off a toothy grin. “What are you doing here?”

Bokuto and Atsumu check, too, curious on why Kiyoomi suddenly stopped talking. They see Kia and can’t stop themselves from smiling. The press is curious, too. Taking pictures at different angles so maybe they can capture whoever is under the table. You palm your face, scolding Kia inside your head.

“I miss papa,” Kia replies to Kiyoomi’s her eyes glistening. How can he ever say no to his princess?

“Wanna sit on my lap?” Kia nods at his suggestion. He picks her up from the floor then sits her on his lap. She sees the camera and cowers to Kiyoomi’s chest. “Go say hi.”

Kia leans close to the mic, her lips close to the mic just like how she observed while you were still sitting. Kiyoomi pulls her back a little, making sure her lips doesn’t touch the dirty mic. The room is silent, waiting for Kia to speak. She glances at Kiyoomi and he gives her a reassuring pat on the head.

“Introduce yourself. What’s your name?” Kiyoomi guides. Kia nods, understanding his statement.

“Hi, I’m Sakusa Kia. My mama is (L/N) (F/N) and my papa is Sakusa Kiyoomi.”

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Facts:

Babies who are only a few weeks old, can store their memory for 2 days. By the time they reach 5 months, they can familiarize photos for as long as 14 days.

There are two major types of memories: explicit and implicit. Explicit memories recall events that has a time and place. Implicit memories do not recall specific events, they recollect emotions.

Children 7 years old below remember more implicit memories than explicit memories, unlike adults who remembers the latter more.

Kia is most likely not to remember all these events but will remember what she felt from it.

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Wrapped up in you

Summary: Sharing a scarf with your girl when you don’t like things around your neck is something that can be so personal..

Rating: T

Also found on AO3 and FF.net

Based off that picture in the very last scene with Kyoru sharing a scarf <3

“Wow!" He heard her gasp. "It's snowing!" But then she furrowed her brow. "But it was so mild this morning."

Neither of them had brought coats with them, but Tohru brought her scarf with the pom poms. She really loved that thing and it was cute.

"Kyo-kun," she grabbed his hand. "Are you cold?"

He didn't think he could ever truly be cold as long as she was around.

But he did shiver a bit. "A little. The temperature really dropped."

"Well here!" She took her scarf off, handing it to him. "Maybe this will help."

He knocked her head gently. "Then you'll get cold, dummy."

"I'll be okay!" She waved her arms. "I don't want you to get sick!"

He could tell this was gonna go nowhere fast. He rolled his eyes fondly and grabbed the scarf. She looked at him expectantly and he got an idea. It was cheesy, but knowing her, she'd probably love it.

He pulled her in closer, wrapping one end of the scarf around her neck, and the other end very loosely around his own.

"There." He said triumphantly, breath visible, "now neither of us have to be cold." He punctuated with a gentle whack with one of the poms and she giggled. He paused and then whacked her again. "Huh, this is kinda fun."

He was met with a whack on his own cheek with his girlfriend grinning impishly. "You're right, it is."

He gently whacked her again, this time pressing the pom right on top of her nose, shaking it as she tried to bat it away.

She tried to do a little twirl but the scarf wasnt quite long enough for that so she just did an awkward twist. The temperature was dropping by a lot and her nose was starting to turn red.

He leaned over to kiss it and she gave a questioning look.

He shrugged. "It looked cold."

She grabbed his hand, peeking at him from under her lashes. "I think my lips are cold too."

Subtle. He cradled her face and kissed her gently. "Better?"

"Still feels pretty cold."

He hummed, kissing her again. It was something he never really got tired of doing. She fisted her hands in his uniform jacket as he just kissed her slowly, careful to keep it chaste.

"Oi, lovebirds," he jumped when he felt a hand slap his back and saw Uotani to his side. She smirked. "When you're done being gross, you might wanna actually head home before you turn into snowmen." She put her arm over her head like a visor. "It's supposed to snow all night."

"Oh really?" Tohru asked. "I had work tonight."

She grunted. "So did I. But I called off. You should too."

She frowned. "I wouldn't wanna trouble them-"

He'd heard enough. "You're not walking to work in a blizzard. If you don't wanna call off, then just have Momiji do it for you. His dad owns the place."

She bit her lip. "I suppose…"

"Momiji Sohma is quite fond of you," Hanajima came out of nowhere. "I would imagine he wouldn't expect you to risk yourself in such weather."

"C'mon, we should go." Uotani said, wrapping an arm around Tohru's neck. "It's already cold and it’s only supposed to get worse."

She relented and he followed behind her closely, the scarf still hanging off his neck.

"Apparently we're supposed to get 15 cm," he heard Uotani say vaguely.

Tohru clapped her hands in excitement. "Really? Wow. We could play in the snow!"

"We could have a snowball fight." And then Uotani smirked. "Betcha I could beat Kyon."

He rolled his eyes. "Don't start a fight you can't finish, Yankee."

She snorted. "Yeah okay. You know your ‘bad boy’ image is ruined with that scarf around your neck."

He shrugged. It wasn't like he had anything to be embarrassed about.

Tohru was talking to Hanajima now about something, her face lit up. He smiled softly. She was happy and that's all he cared about.

The wind was really picking up and everyone in the group did a full-body shudder. It really was getting freezing and the snow was sinking into his clothes uncomfortably. Tohru was trying to hide it, but she was shivering. How did she manage to wear skirts in this kind of weather?

They parted ways with Uotani and Hanajima and no sooner than they rounded the corner, he wrapped his arms around Tohru's waist from behind.

"Are you cold?" He whispered.

She nodded. "Only a little."

He kissed her temple. "C'mon, let's get home."

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By the time they got into the doorway, her teeth were chattering and he rubbed her arms to try and warm her up.

"My, my, my," he heard Shigure say from the kitchen door and he looked up to see him standing there, looking way too amused. "I understand you kids are in love, but there is a time and place."

"Piss off," he snapped. "It's snowing and freezing outside."

"Well, that's why coats exist." He said smugly. "Honestly, Kyo-kun, do you not ever check the weather forecasts?

He was gonna punch this asshole. He felt a light tug on his shirt and he brought his attention back to his currently shivering girlfriend.

"D-do y-you m-m-m-mind if I shower first? I...c-can w-wait if you w-want to."

He pushed her back gently towards the bathroom. "Go shower before you get sick."

"O-okay."

It was once he heard the bathwater running that Shigure turned back to him, smirking. "Nice scarf." He gave him a flat look in response, which he took as a cue to continue talking. "Tsk, tsk, you made a rookie mistake just now."

"What are you talking about?" He asked on impulse, and then came to the conclusion that maybe he shouldn't have.

Shigure's grin only grew wider. "When a beautiful woman you're with is going to the shower, it's only natural you offer to join her."

Kyo grabbed him by the collar, growling, "Don’t talk about her like that, you fucking creep. I’ll kill you!”

"Scary~" And then something else seemed to come to him. "Where's Yuki-kun? Don't tell me you left him out there."

"How should I know? He was never even with us."

And that was when the phone rang. Shigure waved, saying "I'll let you handle that” and then went back to his own room, hopefully to die.

He scoffed. He didn't usually answer the phone but he had a good idea who it was.

"Hello?" He sighed out.

"Kyo?" Yuki's voice came through the speaker. He sounded surprised, which was fair.

"Yeah?"

"Where’s Honda-san?"

"In the shower.

"I see. when she gets out, tell her not to save me any dinner. The weather's getting bad so I went home with Kakeru."

"Fine. That it?"

"Yeah."

"Great. See ya."

"Wait."

"What?"

"You and Honda-san are alone...don't do anything stupid."

His face heated up. "Shigure's here, you jackass." He gritted. And probably eavesdropping. "And that's none of your business."

"Oh, he's actually home?"

"Yeah."

"My condolences."

"Whatever. Anything else?"

"No. You can hang up now."

And he was about to do just that but something paused him. "Oi."

"What?"

"You too," he mumbled through gritted teeth because he really didn't wanna think about Yuki doing anything like that. "Don’t do anything stupid."

A pause and then a "Thanks" before the line went dead.

"Oh, was that Yuki-kun?" He heard Tohru behind him, her skin flushed from the steam and her hair still damp. “Is he alright?”

He grunted in affirmation, trying not to look at how a stray water droplet ran down her neck. "He's fine. He's at Manabe's, so don't wait up for him on dinner."

She made to hug him, but then reeled back. "Kyo-kun, you need to get out of those wet clothes! You'll get sick."

If it were just them, he would suggest she help him with that, but Shigure was here and he was not gonna give him the satisfaction of that.

He patted her head. "I'm going."

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Without work to go to, her and Kyo-kun took the night in. She had already changed into her sleepwear (which consisted of one of his shirts that was way too big on her and a pair of flannel pants).  

He had changed too, in a loose long-sleeve and a pair of sweatpants.

With Shigure-san here, they couldn't exactly do anything more than kiss, so they'd just ended up watching a movie.

He'd fallen asleep halfway through and was currently clinging to her, head on her chest.

She could really admire him without being questioned when he was asleep, how his nose wasn’t set completely straight, the smattering of light freckles on the bridge that were more pronounced in the summer.

She lightly stroked his strong jawline and his arms tightened around her waist.

She smiled to herself. He was such a cute sleeper. She lightly threaded her fingers through his fiery hair, noting how it curled around his ears now.

It's getting so long..

She heard her phone vibrate from the nightstand and strained to reach it without disturbing her sleeping boyfriend.

She saw the message was from Uo-chan and then shot up in alarm at the attachment.

She heard a light groan and saw Kyo-kun blearily blinking his eyes open and she felt a little guilty.

"Wha's goin' on?" He mumbled.

"Uo-chan just sent me something."

He hummed. "'Splains why you woke me up."

She was pretty sure he was being sarcastic based off the grumpy look on his face but paired with the messy hair, it didn't have much of an effect.

"Look at this." She shoved the phone under his nose and watched him squint as he put his own hand over hers.

It was a picture of them, sharing the scarf with snow falling around them. Neither of them were looking at the camera but she was chatting with Hana-chan, though the angle of the photo cut her poor friend off, and Kyo-kun just watched her, looking content.

He normally hated getting pictures taken so it was rare to see him so relaxed in one.

"Was this from today?" He asked.

"Yep! Uo-chan took it." Then she cocked her head. "I wonder how she managed to do it without us noticing."

He stretched, his shirt riding above his waist, which she attempted to steadfastly ignore for her own sanity.  

"Probably because I wasn't looking at her."

He always said things like that so easily and it was a marvel each time.

"I know you hate pictures," she started hesitantly, "but do you mind if I keep this one?"

"I don't mind pictures," he said softly. "Not with you, anyway."

She blushed, smiling to herself. "Right." She put one foot down on the carpet. "I'll go ask Shigure-san if I can borrow his printer."

A warm hand grabbed her wrist. "Do it tomorrow," he said. "It's late." And then he slumped on top of her. "I want my pillow back."

He was actually pouting and it was quite possibly one of the most adorable things she’d ever seen.  

She just stared at the picture of them, smiling softly, Kyo-kun’s chin on her shoulder.

"You look cute," he murmured.

"I look the same as always, don't I?"

"Yeah."

He was warm. Like a steady heater on her back. It made her feel sleepy.

At some point, she’d been gently coaxed on her back again, eyes heavy and her boyfriend a comforting weight on her chest. She managed to text Uo-chan a 'Thank you' through bleary eyes before letting sleep take her.

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The next day, she bought a frame and added the picture to her shelf next to her mother and Kyo-kun’s beads.

“You’re such a sap,” he’d said when he walked in and saw it.

But he couldn’t hide how his eyes kept softening when they landed on it.

Not from her.

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