#And I’m more aggressive than ever with my love respect and adoration for them

[whereisten]

Cry For Me

“There’s something about Mark Lee.”

Summary: There’s something about that Mark Lee. Everyone praises him for his kindness, for his respectfulness, for his easiness. He never shows anger or distain, no, he’s always—always content. So how does he do it? He’s human like the rest of us, surely he must get angry? You know the truth, you see all sides of him, the nation’s dear Mark Lee.

Pairing: Idol Boyfriend!Mark X female reader

Genre: smutt, hm? Yeah just smut and a cute aftercare moment

Warnings: oh boy..BDSM (Dom Mark, hot wax, spanking, handcuffs, electric shock usage, stick flogger, dacryphilia), impregnation/breeding kink, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, rough sex, dirty talk, fingering, oral sex, mirror sex, unprotected sex (be safe tho!), c*eam pie, biting..forgive me for my sins

Word Count: 4.6k

(A/N: bro so like Mark is so sweet and so adorable and I couldn’t help but think “what if he’s actually wild behind close doors?🤔” and well..that’s how this was born! Hope you like it! It’s been a while since I’ve written such descriptive smut but it was fun!

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Mark is a sadistic dacryphiliac. He enjoys taking his anger out on you and watching you cry. 

He’s an idol during the day, and most nights he's the sweetest man you know. But there are some nights when he wants to tear you apart. It’s not that the man the world sees is a facade or mask of who he truly is, it’s just that this man is only possible because of the existence of the man he is on those nights when he gets upset with you. It’s give and take. 

The best part? You love it, you love every side of Mark. You adore his sweet “I’ll make breakfast for you,” “I’ll carry your bags for you,” “I bought 10 bouquets and this $10,000 watch for you,” “let me cuddle you all day” etc. side. You love crying for him and bringing him to paradise, but most of all, you love being the only one to see all sides of him. The evil look in his eyes that you saw some nights was unseen by the rest of the world and you ate it up. 

It’s not like he’d break up with you if you said ‘no’ to his dramatic kink, but the sub in you just wanted to make him happy..by any means. You would watch him work 23 hours a day and still punish himself for not being good enough. You wanted to ease his stress in any way you could, and after one night of riding him until you cried from overstimulation, you both realized that he was more relieved than ever. 

Any worries he had disappeared each and every time after.

Tonight is just one one of those typical nights where Mark desperately needs you to do the thing that relieves his stress. 

He comes home at 9 PM and throws his bag to the ground.

“Y/n…” he whispers before sitting on the edge of the bed and exhaling.

You’re in the shower so you don’t hear him.

“Y/n!”

“Mark? I’ll be out soon.”

“Need you now!” He runs a hand through his hair and based on his tone you already know he’s in *that* mood.

You quickly rinse yourself off and step out of the shower. “I’m coming!”

You say a little bit more aggressively than you intended. You were just frustrated that you couldn’t enjoy your aromatherapy body wash for a little bit longer.

You walk out in your robe. “What’s wrong? Everything okay?”

Mark chuckles. “It smells good here, I see you lit some candles.”

You smile nervously. “Yeah..it’s for my aromatherapy.”

Mark hums, but still hangs his head low.

“Come here.” He pats the spot beside him on the bed.

You sit down and turn to hug him. He embraces you quickly and caresses the nape of your neck with his finger tips.

When you pull away, he stares into your eyes and rubs his thumb along your chin. 

He knits his brows. ““My” aromatherapy? How selfish of you…what about me? Are you gonna do anything for me?”

He pouts and your eyes widen. 

“I-uh- yes of course it’s for us both, that’s why I put them in the bedroom.”

“On your knees.” He frowns.

You instantly get up and kneel before him like he demanded.

“Remember the safe word?” He asks as he stands up and caresses your hair, and then the side of your face.

“Yes.”

“Back straight, don’t you dare change that pose.”

He smiles softly then walks past you to take a shower. He then makes himself something to eat and sits on the couch while watching T.V.

Your knees and back grow tired as you listen to what sounds to be a Twilight movie. 

How long would this take? Couldn’t be any longer than two hours, right? But then once the movie is over, Mark makes himself some popcorn and watches another movie. 

Your body starts to shake as hours go by, you aren’t sure how much longer you can go.

“M-Mark?” You call out his name to see if he’s still awake.

When you don’t receive a reply, you relax your body a bit and slouch over. You start to doze off finally.

Then suddenly, Mark snatches your head back. “Can’t a whore like you listen to basic instructions?” he says huskily.

“I’m so sorry! Please forgive me! I got tired! It’s been so long!” You whine.

“Get up.” He lets your hair go and sits on the edge of the bed again.

It takes you some time to shake off the numbness in your legs, but you manage to stand up.

“Take your robe off.”

He opens your nightstand and takes out a pair of electrified handcuffs..oh yeah, the sweet Mark Lee certainly had his sadistic ways.

These were created to deliver moderate shocks to you any time you tried to break out of them. 

You put your hands in front of you to let him put them on like he’s done for so many nights.

He locks his deep brown eyes with yours. There was something funny about how he maintained his large, innocent eyes while doing such a scandalous thing. The puppy-like expression seen across the world daily is still seen by you now after you’ve kneeled on the hardwood floor for nearly 3 hours just for him.

He pats his thigh and you lay across him in just his boxers with your ass up. He loved that you always knew what he meant. You were such an obedient girl.

“Let’s see how wet you are.”

Without warning, he jabs two fingers into your pussy. You close your legs tightly and cry out.

He places his other hand into the small of your back to hold you down. “Stop fucking squirming.”

He pulls his fingers out and licks them while moaning. “Ahh such a good whore..I think I can still taste my cum from the last time I graced this pussy.”

He puts them in again, deep enough to make you tremble. “Mark! Please! I’ve been a good girl.”

Mark shakes his head. “We’re just getting started, save it.”

He moves his fingers in and out continuously, brushing his thumb against your clit every so often just to feel you clench. You can feel every ridge and the knuckles of his slender fingers. You moan and try to keep yourself from moving your wrists too much.

“Ass up, my arm is tired.”

You kneel over his lap and hold yourself up on your elbows.

“Ride them”

You push yourself forward and backward to ride his fingers and it feels too good. Your moans start to get louder, you can’t control your clenching. It didn’t bother you that your body was sore from staying in one position for hours. You just want to cum on his wonderful fingers. You close your eyes and start to chant “yes.” over and over as you approach your climax.

You don’t notice that Mark has picked up the burning candle on the nightstand. Just as you’re about to cum, Mark pours the wax on your back, causing you to cry out in pain and try to pull out of your handcuffs. Electric jolts are sent through your body instantly and the sensations are all too much to bear.

Mark smirks to himself as he watches you struggle. He wraps an arm underneath you and holds your body still over his lap.

“Mark! Fuck!” You pant as the pain starts to subside.

“You would’ve seen that coming if you weren’t getting off on my fingers like that.”

He says lowly. He holds your face in one hand, pushing his fingers and thumb into your cheeks as he watches your eyes fill with tears. 

“Now, go get the mirror.” The “innocent” boy nods.

You stand up on your shaky legs once again and manage to push your standing mirror on wheels over to the edge of the bed.

Mark wraps his arm around your waist and brings you to his lap.

He looks at you through the mirror with a dark, sinister expression.

“Open.”

You spread your legs so that one leg is over his lap and he holds you in his arm. You bend your bound arms and bring your hands to your chest so you can both see.

“Look at that wet cunt..I bet you want me to fill it up right?”

He pinches your nipple, causing you to yelp.

You sniffle. “Y-yes.”

With his other hand, he takes a stick flogger from the nightstand drawer and starts to drag it up your thigh.

You fidget.

“Wanna walk around swollen with my babies? Everyone will know that you’re my whore, is that what you want?”

He teases your entrance with the tip of the flogger as he whispers in your ear. He nibbles on your neck then delivers a sharp slap to your clit.

You yelp.

“Huh?” He slaps you again, this time, leaving the leather tip on your clit and moving it in circles.

“Mhm.” You close your eyes tightly at the mix of plain and pleasure you’re receiving.

“Open your mouth slut. Do you want me to fill you up?” The question is followed by another slap.

“Yes! Ah!”

Mark chuckles. “That’s what I thought.”

He places the flogger down. And fingers you while staring at your body in the mirror. 

“Gonna watch you take my fingers first. Then, I’ll know if you deserve it.”

“Please..Mark, I do.” You whimper.

“What are you begging for?”

He pumps his fingers in and out, curling the tips into your sweet spot and you can’t help but moan at how sexy he looks with his disheveled hair.

“I’m talking to you, whore.” He pushes his fingers in even deeper, making your body rise up in an effort to get away.

“Don’t run away..a slut like you is used to this.”

“Please..give me your cock, Mark, I’m ready for it.”

“Oh yeah? Don’t cum then, only cum when my cock is in you, okay?”

And this would’ve been possible had Mark not started massaging your clit with his other hand.

His digits draw deep circles as his fingers move in and out. You shut your eyes tightly, for the sight only pushed you closer to the orgasm you needed to keep yourself from having.

“Mark!” Your legs start to shake and threaten to close completely.

“Look at me or this will last all night.”

You open your wet eyes and look back at him through the mirror. He’s start to sweat and his chest is heaving.

He can feel you clenching as your beautiful moans grow louder.

He chuckles. “I should’ve known you’d be a bad girl.” His fingers move faster, you feel the bed grow increasingly wet under you. He slides his fingers in and out before spreading your essence across the entrance. He hums to himself when he sees how wet you are.

“Mark..please, I..I need you..”

Your head falls back onto his shoulder and your breaths become shorter, you’re about to cum and then-

Mark stops moving his fingers and pulls on the short chain of your handcuffs. Your wrists move with them, instantly triggering another shock.

You shake and curse.

Mark digs his nails into your side as he holds you still. “A slut like you deserves that.”

“Fuck..oh my god.” You cry.

“Lay down.”

You lay down on the bed and silently thank the heavens for the comfort against your back.

“On your stomach.”

You sigh and turn over.

You hope that he will take you now and bring you both to your long awaited climaxes, but you know that he isn’t ready quite yet. You’d have to do some more crying and begging first.

He slaps your ass hard. Your body jolts in response.

“Going against my orders?”

He spanks you harder.

“That’s not very nice.”

He leans over and grabs the candle again, pouring the wax onto your back once more.

“Mark!” You scream in the bed.

He only grabs your hair and pulls your head back. He bites into your neck.

“Fuck!” You whimper.

He pours hot wax onto your shoulder. He then puts the candle back and resumes spanking your ass. His attacks are harsh and cause tears to finally start flowing down your face.

“Mark..please.” You beg through sniffles.

“What is it you want now?”

He brings your lower half up off of the bed and spanks your clit.

“Baby..please fuck me.”

He flips your body over and spanks your clit again.

“I’m so tired and I need you..” you beg again.

“Is that so?” He spanks you hard. His fingers then dip inside your pussy. 

“I’m tired too, you know? Having to practice all fucking day long just to hear that we’re nowhere near ready for our concert in two days…yeah, I guess you could say I’m tired.”

You nod. “I’m sorry, Mark.”

“But it’s okay, that’s what you’re here for, right? Just let me play with you and it will all be okay. I’m making you cry and beg like a good little slut.”

You nod again. “Yes, I want to make you feel good. Please..I’m ready.”

Mark laughs to himself and he continues to pump his fingers in between your walls. “Silly girl, I don’t need to put my dick in you to feel good. I feel great right now.”

He lowers his face to your pussy and breathes against it.

“When you’re a mess like this, you’ve already made me feel amazing.”

He licks a long stripe along your entrance before burying his nose onto your clit. He fixes your legs over his shoulders by bending them at the knees.

Your head falls back into the pillow as your stomach sinks.

Only you knew that the talents of Mark’s mouth extended beyond his rapping and singing abilities. His lips and tongue made you dizzy every time.

And tonight was no exception. He lapped up the juices that leaked out of you earlier like he needed it to survive.

He moaned against you, sending vibrations through your core. He moved his tongue in circular fast motions before sucking your clit. His soft plump lips kissed your skin with haste.

It didn’t take long for you to cum all over his mouth. 

You cried out his name as he kept going, his tongue never stopped its rhythmic pace. It was constant and left you feeling open and raw, but in need of more. He didn’t even have to add his fingers, his tongue and lips were enough.

“Cum for me again, slut.”

And you did. You shut your eyes tightly and arched your back.

Mark tapped your clit with his finger tips relentlessly now while licking your entrance. The attack was too much. You were overly sensitive and so dizzy you forgot about the handcuffs. You reached down to push his head away, but ended up receiving an intense shock. Your body twisted on the bed, but Mark was unfazed.

“Mark!” You called out loudly, not caring if the neighbors, i.e the other members, heard you.

He tugged your skin in between his teeth.

“Stop making so much noise..or do you want me to fuck you on the balcony for everyone to hear?”

You clenched and moaned at his threat.

“Oh, you’d like that wouldn’t you? I’ll breed you up nicely right in front of everyone.” He chuckled. He continued to tap onto your clit while looking up at you through hooded eyes.

“Baby..please…I can’t...it’s too much.” 

“Yeah you can..one more..for me..” 

His tongue goes in even deeper and your eyes begin to roll in the back of your head.

To Mark’s satisfaction, you squirt this time while he continues to tap.

“Good girl.”

You’re so sensitive, you cry and carefully bring your hands up to your face to try to hide it.

He kneels and licks his lips before chuckling.

“No no no..don’t hide your pretty face from me. As a matter of fact, I want you to see it too. On your knees.”

You get on your trembling knees and position yourself in front of the mirror.

He approaches you from behind, sneaking his hand from your warm butt cheek all the way up to your hair. He grabs a fistful of it and pushes you down into the bed.

He brings your ass up as he kneels behind you. You can feel his hard cock against your thigh and swallow hard.

“Look at me.”

You lift your head up and look at his handsome face through the mirror.

You lock eyes as he pushes into you slowly, so slowly you struggle to keep your eyes open and head straight.

You arch your back in an attempt to get more from his length, but it doesn’t work. If he keeps going at this painful speed, you’re bound to end up crying.

“My little whore is getting all nice and stretched out. It’s still so tight..fuck.” He says with a low tone that you loved. You clench and he pulls out immediately and spanks you hard for it.

You fall into the bed, but resume your position right away.

“Not yet..you’re greedy.”

You look up to see his lips slightly parted while his chest rises and falls slowly. The intense glare told you if you did that again, you’d surely regret it.

“I’m sorry.”

Mark smirks and continues to bring your body onto his dick slowly. You were always so beautiful from every angle, but this position was one of his favorites. 

He could stare at your smooth back and ass, and the way it took him in like it was nothing, he could grab your hair and hear you whimper as you took his back shots, and he could watch your weepy eyes through the mirror as you begged for him over and over with just his name on your mind. 

A part of him did like the idea of people, or more specifically, the other members watching him fuck you like this. They had no idea he could get this rough, and based on your usual sassy attitude, they had no idea you could be so obedient and desperate for him.

He nearly cums from the thought of them watching you cry and push him away as he forced his offspring into you. 

You wondered how he was able to hold himself back after all this time, but Mark was a talented man. There truly was no limit to what he could do.

You still look at him through the mirror but your eyes start to grow tired and he notices.

“Count how many times I push into you..”

You nod. “One..”

He pulls out after a few seconds, and you’re about to say ‘two’ but he takes his time.

He chuckles as he watches you bite your bottom lip and furrow your brows. “So anxious..relax.”

“Two.” You whine as you feel every vein and ridge on his length. The curve and girth alone made you see stars.

You continue until you get to Ten and it feels like it’s taken you 8 minutes to get there and while it may not sound like a long time, it was definitely painful.

“M-Mark..faster please..” you can feel your core throbbing and pleading for satisfaction again.

“Okay..”

And Mark does go faster but he goes harder as well, finger tips digging into your hips as he drives into the depths of your pussy with each thrust.

“15! 16! 17!” You cry out.

He leans over you and behinds to fuck into your body doggie style. He reaches around and presses two fingers into your clit again.

“Fuck! I wanna cum with you, baby.”

You watch him as he smirks, for he knows that you were much further along than he was.

He pulls your body up in front of his so you can see his fingers working on your clit in the mirror.

His thrusts stop as you begin to ride him on your own. You go forward slightly and anchor yourself on your palms as you let your body take his cock at its own tempo. Your mouth falls open as you pant.

“You’re so fucking desperate for my seed huh?” He whispers into your ear, his fingertips draw smaller circles with more pressure.

“Yes! Yes, Mark! I’m gonna-l”

He pinches your nipple hard as you cum. You cry out while trying to pick yourself up from his dick but he continues to thrust into you fast.

“Have you lost count?” He says calmly.

“I’m sorry..l” you sob.

“Don’t apologize, we’ll just start over.”

And so you did. Mark made you lie down again, this time with you staring at your face upside down in the mirror as he ate you out.

You came over and over, despite trying to push his head away. He sucks and tugs on your clit to drive you insane.

“One more time..” he’d say after every orgasm you had. “You were so greedy earlier, I just wanna make sure you get enough.” But really, it was like he was the one that couldn’t get enough.

“Mark please, I can’t..Can’t take any more.”

He pauses his attack and lifts himself up over your face while licking his red and swollen lips. He smirks and suddenly pulls on your handcuffs.

A high pitched noise leaves you and your back arches when you feel the jolt of pain.

“Go ahead and cry, you know it makes me cum faster.”

He goes back to licking every part of your pussy like his life depends on it.

You cried for nearly 10 minutes after. Your knees and arms grew tired.

“M-Mark..” you barely croaked out.

“Mmm so good.. I guess I should fuck you now.” He wipes his mouth with his arm and brings a leg over his shoulder while kneeling.

He entered you once again. This time, your body moved limply on the bed. You had no more energy to call out his name. You cried from sensitivity for too long. All you knew was that it felt good to have him inside you. He was the perfect fit.

“Fuck…” he moans at the sight of you fucked out and in tears.

He thrusts into you harder and watches your breasts move with satisfaction.

He leans down to bite a nipple. “Your breasts are gonna be so swollen.”

“Ahh!” You moan.

He starts to go faster and you lean forward with both hands in handcuffs still to run your fingers along his abs and pelvis. His thrusts start to become painfully rough. He stretches you out even more and you aren’t sure if you’ll be able to walk tomorrow.

“Slower..baby..please.” You whine.

He shakes his head. Mark goes in and out of you forcefully as he watches you below him, hypnotizing him with your pretty wet eyes, gorgeous breasts and heaving stomach.

You could only think of his name while you held his eye contact.

He smirks, watching you go silly for him. Your cheeks are completely wet from tears and it makes him ridiculously hot, but to get him to the edge he has to see you cry just one more time. He pulls the chain on the handcuffs and watches you scream.

“Mark!”

Your eyes shut tightly as you shook in pain.

Mark’s eyes widen as he watches tears overflow within seconds and that’s all he needs. You try once more to wiggle away from him, but fail. 

“I can’t! C-Can’t!” You whimper through sniffles and shake your head. You’re completely ruined from the shocks and overwhelming pleasure. You clench and moan as your head falls back.

He jams himself into your pussy faster and harder while holding your hip down firm. He shakes his head and growls.

“Take it! Don’t fucking run away from me.”

“M-Mark..please.” Your tears are endless now and he finally releases into you at the sight.

You’re so close to blacking out, but you don’t. You hear Mark’s glorious moans and praises as he cums deep inside you, his tip curving right onto your sweet spot. “Fuck..so good. This pussy is so good. Don’t let anything escape, okay?”

He moves just a few more times to ensure that you’re stuffed with all he has to offer finally. You wanted him to fill you up and in true Mark fashion, he refused to disappoint.

He collapses onto the bed beside you and pants.

“Shit..”

“Fuck..that was good.” you exhale.

He leans over and takes the handcuffs off. He throws them to the floor, then brings your face to his and kisses you deeply.

“You did so well, thank you.” He whispers while wiping your tears.

“You’re amazing, Mark. I love you.”

You manage to utter even though your voice is almost gone after yelling his name all night.

He kisses your forehead and leans over you on his elbow. “I love you too. How are you feeling? Did I go too hard?” 

You laugh and shake your head. “Nah..I could’ve said the safe word, but I didn’t need to. You’re so hot when you get like this.”

He smirks. “Can’t believe you like this..you’re just as twisted as I am.”

You both laugh. “Well, I don’t know about that.. but you’ve been getting pretty brave with the baby thing.”

He gets up and grabs a washcloth. He takes his time and wipes you up with it. “Mhmm..and you get wetter every time…” the corner of his mouth pulls up into a sly smile.

You chuckle and relax your head into the pillow as he cleans you . “Just let me know when you’re ready and I’ll get off the pill..let’s see if you’re still excited to say all that.”

“Of course, baby, I mean it, you know that.” He kisses your ear and goes back to the bathroom.

“So about what you said earlier…did the manager say you’re not ready?”

Mark sighs when he walks back in. “Yeah..”

“It’ll be okay, Mark. You guys have been working hard for months.”

“Yeah I’m just disappointed in myself. I know I can do better.”

“What on earth are you talking about? You’re amazing at what you do. Years of experience doesn’t just go away for one night, you got this.” You caress the side of his face.

He nods. “Thank you.”

“The fans love you! You could go on stage and sing a terrible rendition of My Heart Will Go on and they’d still love you. So don’t worry about it.”

He lays back down beside you as he smiles. “I’m not worried about it anymore..I think I just needed to see you beg for me.”

You laughed out loud. “If it makes you feel any better, I’m just one of hundreds of thousands of fans begging for you.” You look into his eyes and kiss his lips.

“Yeah…I guess you’re right.” 

“Ugh..don’t get cocky.” You tease while running your fingers through his hair.

“Let’s go to sleep. We can do some aromatherapy tomorrow together.”

You hug each other, with your head resting on Mark’s chest, and fall asleep soon after.

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[luveline]

hi! could you do something with a reader that is very unsure of herself and finds it hard to believe that people enjoy having her around? like maybe she was gone the whole day at work and when she comes home she doesn't expect Remus to be basically clung to her side because nobody has wanted her like that before

hi tysm for ur request! hope this is okay <3

You try to be as quiet as you can, opening Remus’ door. It clunks aggressively, louder as it closes. 

“Fuck,” you mutter, and with his appearance in the doorway, “sorry, Remus, I didn’t mean to slam the door. I can’t ever get used to- oh. This is nice.”

Remus presses his warm cheek to your wind bitten forehead, arms wrapped around you tightly. “I missed you,” he says brightly. 

“I missed you too,” you tell him, heart split by a lurching tug and a buzzing pleasure.

The hug is, to your disappointment, very brisk. When he pulls away he takes your cold face in his big hands, cradling your cheeks. The way he looks at you - like you’re a marvel, like he just can’t believe it - makes your thoughts blurry. 

He unbuttons your coat, has you stripped out of its damp fabric quicker than you can comprehend, hand slipping down your arm to catch your hand. 

“Your timing is perfect as always, my love.”

You almost trip over your own feet, surprised at his adoring tone.

He leads you to the kitchen where two plates of steaming food and their respective silverware beckon you forward. You slip into your seat and Remus sits beside you, and your elbows knock as you eat. 

You keep apologising and he keeps shaking his head. It’s boggling. 

“How was work?” he asks. 

You swallow a mouthful of water cold enough to hurt your teeth and nod as you say, “It was okay. S’quiet.”

He flashes a grin and moves in for another forkful. “Yeah?”

“Sorry, I’m always so boring when I-”

“I wanna hear it.”

He says it so earnestly. You swallow roughly and struggle to say what you mean. “It’s fine there. I mean... I doubt they’d notice if I didn’t show up,” you say, joking but not really joking. 

“More fool them. Stay home tomorrow, then, and I’ll have you all to myself,” he says, nudging his elbow into yours with a smirk.

Of course Remus is fond of you, he’s your boyfriend, but sometimes you wonder why. This is one of those times. You sneak peeks at him throughout the rest of the meal and then some more when he sequesters you in the small living room. 

He sits on one end of the sofa and you sit at the other. It’s barely five minutes before he’s shuffling towards you, dropping his head on your shoulder. 

“Are you okay?” you ask him. 

He peeks up at you. “I’m perfect. Why, is something the matter?”

“No, nothing. I just- I feel like you have something to tell me.”

He frowns, puzzled, and then something charming lines his eyes. “Oh, I love you. Did I forget to tell you this morning? I’m sorry, dove, I was half asleep.”

“No, you told me twice. And once on the phone.”

He looks relieved. “All's right with the world, then.”

You nod though you don’t understand. In fact, this conversation has confuddled you tenfold. “Right,” you agree. “Um, can I shower?”

He frowns again. “Can’t it wait?”

“I- yeah. Yeah.”

“Are you sure there’s not something wrong?”

“No,” you say honestly. 

He lifts his face from your shoulder, smile turning awkward. “What? What is it?”

“Is the shower broken?”

Bewilderment, pure bewilderment. “No?”

“So why does it need to wait?”

Remus pouts in his confusion, voice gentle as he explains, “Because I’ve missed you all day? A lot. A lot a lot.”

A rush again, that awful tugging feeling. That doesn’t make any sense, you don’t say. That doesn’t make any sense. People don’t want me like that.

“I missed you,” he repeats, like he can tell you don’t believe it. “Dove, I miss you all the time. All the time. I wait for you to get home. You know?”

“Of course I know,” that he waits. That he’s kind. 

He sighs loudly and twists, dropping his shoulders into your lap. You’re surprised but you love him, and your hands know that. Your fingertips brush over the sides of his face, your knuckle running over his cheek. 

“I’d be willing to let you shower now if I can come with you,” he says teasingly. 

You bend down until your noses are touching and shut your eyes. 

“Can’t it wait?” you ask. 

His laughter is hot on your lips. 

#remus lupin x you #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x y/n #marauders era #remus x reader #remus x you #marauders #remus lupin drabble #remus lupin blurb #marauders x reader

[countlessrealities]

Send 🖤 and my character will answer about yours || Accepting !

@thcpresidcnt sent: 🖤 { The E-Mortys }

Attractiveness

repulsive / hideous / ugly / not attractive / unappealing / not unattractive / meh / no preference / ok / mildly attractive / nice looking / cute / adorable / attractive / pleasant on the eyes / good looking / hot / sexy / beautiful / gorgeous / hot damn / would tap that / perfect / godlike / holy fuck there are no words.

"Not to sound narcissistic, but I find other me quite...attractive. It's not just the looks, it's also his attitude and how he holds himself. It's enticing. And when his composure crumbles? I find it endearingly amusing. Also, he cleans up really well, I'll give him that."

Personality

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible

"Other me is...many things. Some good and some bad. The odd nature of our relationship doesn't help with the latter, I must say. We can get on each other's nerves and at times he is stubborn and frustrating. However, I admire his charisma and intelligence, and he can be a wonderful company. Also, he's bossy. And he thinks that he can use that on me, which is frankly hilarious."

Level of friendship

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend

"As undefined as our relationship is, I think I can safely say that we are friends. Good friends, even. After all, we can understand and relate to each other more than anyone ever could, for obvious reasons. After all, isn't mutual understanding the perfect foundation of a solid friendship?"

First impression of them

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

"I never made it a mystery that at first I was wary of him. He is me, after all. I would have been a fool not to be. And his know-it-all act got on my nerves, just as his unprompted flirting. Yet, I could already tell that we would get along, once found the right balance. And I was right, of course."

Current impression of them

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them

"As I said, we're good friends. He mostly earned my trust. And we make a good team. We help each other work towards our shared goals and also with managing our respective Citadels. I've never had a real partner. It's...refreshing. I'm certain that we'll achieve a lot, together."

#[ ic :: Evil Morty ] #[ headcanons :: Evil Morty ] #[ I like the me with you so I'll keep us chained together for the rest of our life :: Evil Morty & Evil Morty ] #[ v. Rick Double Morty and Trouble ; timeline split :: Evil Morty ] #thcpresidcnt #[[ ofc he was very diplomatic about all this xD ]] #[[ even if he threw in a jab here and a compliment there 🤭 ]] #[[ but under the surface he cares more than he's ready to admit xD ]] #;; queue

[smallestapplin]

You're writing gives me the warm fuzzies! Especially the storm one with Ingo!!

I was wondering if you can do something with Ingo (and Emmet if you like) with an overweight and self conscious s/o, especially standing up for them!!

I’d love too! I’m like this as well, also! Thank you for all the wonderful comments! They make my day..well night I’m only awake at night😅

Asks are open!

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🔲Ingo🔲

- worlds sweetest man.

- He makes it his life’s mission to make you comfortable.

- You want to get a size bigger to hide yourself? Whatever makes you comfortable.

- He will never push you out of your comfort zone unless you take a step to come out of it.

- Like let’s say you’ve never tried on lighter colors or more form fitting clothes cause the light colors make you feel more seen and you don’t like your form showing.

- But you say you want to.

- Ingo already has clothes on hand for you to try and gives the MOST detailed compliments.

- He only wants you to be happy and comfy.

- Now Ingo isn’t a violent man. In fact violence to him is the absolute last solution.

- But damn does he get close to when someone talks bad about you.

- He is loud about it too.

- He will make the entire city know just how shallow and cruel that person is.

- Keeps his back straight, authoritative voice on, and station voice loud.

- Ingo has on more than several occasions made someone cry cause of how personal but professional he keeps his insults.

- And then he goes home to love and spoil you.

- He loves resting his head on your chest, he can hear your heart beat and it’s so soothing.

- He makes it known your size does not matter.

- He loves you all the same.

- Big, small, boney, plump, tall, short.

- He adore you all the same.

“Ingo I don’t-“

“Hush now dear, this is all about you, and how much I love you.”

“Ingo you didn’t have to snap at them like that.”

“I did, there is no point in rewarding awful behavior, hoping such a scolding will make that disgusting person rethink their actions.”

You just wanted to walk home with him after work, you didn’t expect to see him giving someone a verbal lashing.

🔳Emmet🔳

- Don’t even let this man catch you being self conscious.

- It’s ending in him smothering you with kisses, a movie, more kisses, some blankets, more kisses, and words of encouragement.

- Emmet is not the best with words, he is not as well spoken as his brother.

- But he makes up for that with his overwhelming affection and big heart.

- He gently nudges you once a blue moon to try something different to get out of your comfort zone.

- He is never harsh, aggressive, and demanding.

- Just a hinting suggestion of “hey that would look great on you! You should try it on!” If you say no he doesn’t push just “okay!” And happily continues about.

- Constantly gushes about you “oh my darling is so cute! And sweet! And kind!”

- Nothing matters more to him than your feelings.

- Stretch marks? Cellulite? Flappy skin? Tummy?

- Man is praising it and still showering you in love.

- Cause you deserve it, he doesn’t see why not.

- Don’t ever ever EVER let this man catch anyone insulting you.

- News flash! Not only does Emmet bark like a junkyard houndoom, he bites like one too!

- But if he is at work and hears it he takes a different approach.

- His grin turns sinister and eyes filled with malicious intent.

- He approaches in quick steps.

- Emmet has no threats, only promises.

- Unlike his brother Emmet’s insults are not professional no matter what.

- His a degrading and truly insulting.

- He is out to break this person will and spirit.

- He is good at reading people too! He will pinpoint their entire personality and make them cry.

- If he is off work and NOT feeling like barking.

- He can, will, and has knocked somebodies lights out.

“Are you alright darling?”

“Emmet just hold still, I need to wipe the blood off you.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

“Yes I’m fine but you don’t need to beat people up for insulting me.”

“Darling with all due respect, which is a lot by the way, I love you, and I refuse to let anyone talk about you like that.” He wraps his arms around your waist, trying to hold you close while you clean him up.

You wonder how much human muzzles cost. Though his fists would still be free. You sigh, you don’t know what you’re going to do with him.

#emmet is feral #I’m sorry #pokemon #pokemon imagines #pokemon x reader #pokémon #pokemon ingo #pokemon ingo x reader #pokemon emmet #pokemon emmet x reader #pokemon fluff #Ingo is soft #but angy

[hamartia-grander]

Talk about resident evil you coward (you won't)

HAHDHDHS PLEASE I was waiting for this or DBH I would love to talk about it >:)))

Send me a fandom (Resident Evil) and I’ll tell you my:

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most): Chris Redfield💕💜

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped): Also Chris but only RE1 through REVendetta Chris, RE8 Chris is just a sexy motherfucker (ignoring RE7 Chris entirely fjfjdhdjs).

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave): MIA WINTERS I LOVE HER. Also I mean really any female character in this fucking franchise is underappreciated. I also adore Rebecca and Jill and Claire and Sheva and Ashley and Ada like they're the best things about their respective games/films and Chris would agree with me. Lady Dimitrescu’s actual character is underappreciated by a lot of fans for the sake of being hypersexualised by them so I’m gonna add her here too. She deserves more respect than she gets and I love her a lot.

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week): Donna Beneviento, she deserved SO much more than just one fucking line. She is literally perfect and has done nothing wrong ever. Also Sheva, she is wonderful and awesome and lovely and she deserves WAY more love and attention and I want her to come back

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave): Ada Wong, my wife my love my queen. The only thing about Leon I could ever relate to is that he simps for Ada. She's not at all pathetic but lots of (misogynistic) fans hate her for being better than everyone, so she's a controversial fave I guess. Also Ethan Winters but he fits every category, especially pathetic lmaooo

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason): hehehe you already know I'm gonna say Leon for this. Also Piers because FUCK him he deserves torment. Also as much as I love Chris I like writing his pain. I don’t exactly torment him myself, canon does that plenty, but I just like writing about it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell): Wesker, Miranda, and Lucas Baker. Also every Umbrella scientist

#Thank you sars <333 #asks #ask game #ask meme #please feel free to send asks! <3 #resident evil #resident evil memes #re #chris redfield #mia winters #ethan winters #jill valentine #Sheva Alomar #claire redfield #ashley graham #rebecca chambers #ada wong #leon kennedy #Piers Nivans #donna beneviento #resident evil biohazard #lady dimitrescu #Alcina Dimitrescu

[hoopearringsunlikemine]

My thoughts on season two of Good omens. 

AHHHHHH???? WHAT THE HECK????

This season was a ✨nightmare✨ and let me explain why but first…

⚠️SPOILER WARNING OF THE SEASON OF GOOD OMENS⚠️ 

Also,this essay is very unprofessional so yeah. 

Alright let’s do it. 

To start this off the two lesbians that we meet are so cute, I appreciate how the accurately represented a toxic relationship between two people. It feels good that they’re showing that all relationships can be 100% toxic and that feels so good.  The two gays were called Nina and Maggie, Maggie is in love with Nina but unfortunately she’s in a “relationship” with Lindsey. It is shown that Lindsey is toxic based on the text messages she had sent to Nina which include the following. “If you had any self-respect, you wouldn’t have left this morning. I had a lot more to say. I can not believe how self-centered you are.” , “the front key is by the kettle please don’t try to get in touch with me. If you need me I will be with my sister at least she cares about someone other than herself.” ,   “I am so done with this.” , “I am a real person, I matter. Why don’t you care?” , “you she a good deal of explaining to do.” , “I’v had enough of this Nina.” , “at least on of us takes this relationship seriously.” , “please remember we agreed to mutual respect?” Most things like that.

Lindsay sucks, she is toxic and extremely narcissistic. In this case this is a really toxic situation. Nina is getting blamed onto why the relationship is unsteady and Nina feels like 

Lindsay is right even though in this case it is completely backwards. In no situation should someone (I am talking to whom ever is reading this.) should ever do this, send things like this; if they are. Break up with them. I am (pretty sure) this is a pretty accurate way of how a toxic relationship is for someone. Lindsay was tired that Nina wasn’t giving letting her take full control with her so she broke up with her in hopes that (A) she would beg her not to and give in all control under her or (B) wishes to go of and manipulate someone else. As I just said this is a BAD relationship. 

Now after Lindsay brutally broke up with Nina Aziraphale and Crowley's go off to work on Nina and Maggie. Well to say the least they did not end up getting together officially due to  

Nina becoming single recently which is fair, and Maggie is okay with that. It is confirmed that both of them do have feeling for each other. The difference between that is if that was Lindsay she would be furious that Nina didn’t jump to the opportunity to be in a relationship. Long story short, they are just the CUTEST.  

NEXT 

LORDY LORD Ineffable Bureaucracy is CANNON BABY 

Now I love Ineffable Bureaucracy, and I am delighted that it’s cannon and actually I have no complaints on how they carried out. They showed how they got together I just wish it had a entire episode and instead of giving it all to us at once that there was more of a hunt, but I’m happy we got it at all.  People started shipping this the moment that the show came out and it’s is a fantastic ship. The two higher powers who think it’s wrong to date out of the side they’re on…then date out side the side they’re on…and are proud of it.  THERE SO CUTE AHH—!

I find it so cute and adorable that they are so confident about their relationship. Gabriel knew why he was getting demoted and was okay with it, glad even in a way. I don’t have much to say about it  because of how short it was but, this was great. 

Alright let’s talk about the absolute abomination that is the last seven minutes of the last episode. 

Ineffable husband  just took my heart out and put it on a silver platter just to rip it off 

said platter and stomp on it aggressively.  I was going through a whole fit! This gave me more feelings of joy than pain than the new miraculous ladybug/cat noir movie. I ran around my living room in a happy fit glancing at the T.V then running around again to laying on the floor like the family guy death lay. This last episode hurt me so badly! 

The end of the episode…ends with the Metatron man himself decided to come in and talk to Aziraphale, little did I know this would cause CHAOS! Also Maggie and Nina come and talk to Crowley, basically saying “stop messing with us to live out what you two want from each other.” And well more hell on earth. 

Aziraphale comes in a has a little chat telling Crowley the…gOoD news well Crowley doesn’t LiKe the news and then tells Aziraphale  his NeWs. Well…did it end well? NOPE! NOT EVEN A LITTLE BIT.

Crowley says they could have been ‘us’ just us but Aziraphale what’s it to be ‘us’ in a different way. They argue about what life it is the want, life as an angel is or life on earth. Then Crowley try’s to take their leave but before they do. Guyyyysssss!!!! 

✨THEY KISSED✨ SHIRT GRAB AND EVERYTHING but…it didn’t work out. They still disagreed. Aziraphale went off with with Metatron, and Crowley into his car. 

How did I feel about this? Like the world hates me. That I should kill it and burn it with fire. Alas this was probably the smartest way to end of the second season of a love story I have ever seen. This was gut wrenching, and it hurt my soul but this was SO GOOD. It felt horrible seeing the two characters I love to death not get together even if they could. I can not wait for the next season! 

It comes out in 2025 greatttttt.

#THANK YOU #NEIL GAIMAN! #good omens 2 spoilers #good omens 2 #this show is so good #my heart #My heart on a silver Platter #i feel like im going insane #this gave me feelings #i’m normal #AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #Essay

[atldreaming]

It’s really been a while

Wow. How has it nearly been a year since I have written? It’s not been that I haven’t had anything to write- the opposite in fact.

Where to begin?

I last wrote May 16th and it’s crazy. I was so content that night and dead set on recovering from night shifts and moving on with my week and ended up in the hospital for viral meningitis and spent a week lying on couch with all the blinds down, head spinning, fever breaking.

Those two months of night shift were hard. My poor fiance saw me sick and sleep deprived and never gave up on me.

Did I mention he’s my fiance now?

I’ll back up a bit.

After night shift, I moved onto evening shift on my own, as a new nurse. Evening shift has been hard, but nonetheless better for my health. And yet, I am making another job transition in just one week. What a year in learning to advocate for myself, my license as an RN, and my health. What a year of feeling it to my core when the sick don’t want to be healed. What a year of being cursed at by many and learning how to be firm, never passive. Assertive but not aggressively so.

And sometimes I wonder how God feels. The healer. The redeemer. Yet so much of mankind rejects him. Curses his name. Denies Him, denies their need, denies their sin.

So much of being a nurse leads me to think about how truly loving God is to cover us in forgiveness through it all.

We went to visit my family in September and though I had several very real suspicions, he proposed and we’ve been planning our marriage since. Just 3.5 months left from the time I am writing this. He will be moving into our house soon and I will be moving my stuff in as close to the wedding as possible.

We’ve been waiting completely and wholly in the physical aspect of our relationship and it makes me love him more. It’s not that neither of hasn’t done things we regret during other times in our lives, but from day one we vowed to one another to wait wholly and completely.

This man never ceases to amaze me in the way he lives to love God and others and treats me with the utmost respect and adoration.

Through it all he has never stopped leading us towards Jesus.

Through those long night shifts, from crying on the phone with him cause it was 9 am and I couldn’t sleep and the sun was too damn bright and I had to drive back in for another shift in less than 8 hours and my body felt broken, and him calmly praying with me and asking God for healing and rest.

Through sitting bedside with me in the ER, holding my hand and praying with me as I faced the sickest I have been in my life.

And the more we pray together, the more I realize I need to pray.

Praying together on the phone, through voice messages that I can’t listen to until my shift is over at 3 in the morning. Praying in church, in the car.

And I used to be fearful to pray in front of other people. I can’t believe I ever was.

How amazing it is that I can talk to God together with the man I love. How amazing it is that I can come into His presence with my future husband.

How amazing it is that God has sent me this wonderful, Christ following man.

We’ve prayed for my job hunt and finding our house and God has provided things beyond our wildest dreams and even when His provision hasn’t quite looked like what we so selfishly hope for, He provides us with better or the strength to get through.

God is so good.

We have been doing pre-marital counseling and through discussing our lives through a life map exercise I was reminded at how much the Lord has provided for me. And every struggle He has seen me through. When I couldn’t make ends meet and He made them meet for me. When he provided for me so fully. He is the good shepherd and there is truly nothing else I could need.

So much of the last 6 years are just so awe inspiring to me. God has spoken to me and comforted me and provided for me in the times of the lowest of lows.

I’m excited to see where God will continue to lead.

This man I’m going to marry has also seen the extreme provision of the Lord and also has such an awe and reverence for it. I’m so excited to see where God will lead us together and how God can use our strengths to sharpen one another and lift eachother up.

[ec-makes-stuff]

@velmas-turtle-blog BE GLAD IM A TAG CRAWLER OTHERWISE I WOULDNT HAVE GIVEN DONNIE MAILBOX EARRINGS.

#Okay so basically Donnie is me here #I used to use the label lesbian for a long time until I figured out I was trans #It was not a fun time I was harassed and nearly assaulted by a classmate #A teacher splashed hot coffee at me (and luckily missed) #The counselor banned me from hugging anyone bc it was a ‘distraction’ #My first girlfriend was trans and we were constantly asked to kiss or hug or hold hands by this group of older boys at school #It was probably the hardest time of my life but I don’t regret it #Bc I now have a deeper understanding of the struggles wlw face on a daily basis #And I’m more aggressive than ever with my love respect and adoration for them #Sorry to dump all this in the tags it’s really stupid #I haven’t told anyone about this but like might as well put it here it seems semi relevant #And I need to write it and put it out there for my sake #Okay I’m done have a lovely day and here’s some Lesbian Icon Donnie!! #Tmnt #Rottmnt #Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles #Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles #rottmnt Donnie #Bean Brow Donnie #Bc I’m a sucker for him #Scribbles

[aly-writes]

Hi! I’m so glad I found your blog!

I know you already wrote a niragi dating hc, but would you mind writing one with a witty, mouthy, snarky and/or confident and capable girl?

Thank you! I hope you’re having an awesome day 💖

throughout my many years of writing, i can conclude that writing out characters like these are always the most entertaining and fun, despite the fact that i'm the complete opposite haha

didn't have too many ideas so this one might be a little short, sorry about that!

here you go! hope this was to your liking<3

warnings: none

niragi with a confident and snarky s/o

niragi initially had a very complicated relationship with you.

the constant way you would mouth off to him pissed him off. who did you think you were? nobody in their right mind would talk to a militant like that.

the only exception of this was chishiya, but the blond man definitely had a higher standing than you did.

on the other hand, he found your guts admirable. your confidence sparked up a strange feeling inside of him.

being around you excited him. you were a spitfire, he could never predict what you would say next.

it took you a while to warm up to him.

he never thought that he would willingly start pursuing somebody in the borderlands, but here he was.

it took him multiple tries to ask you out. every time he asked, the replies kept getting snarkier and snarkier.

the first time he ever tried, you looked him straight in the eyes and said, "i'm not sure what the hell is making me look available to you."

when you turned away, he swore he heard you mumble, "i'm going to change it."

despite it seeming impossible, he finally got you to say yes. did it take more than five tries? yes. was it worth it? hell yeah!

once you actually embrace him being your significant other, you two are a hell of a couple.

the loose canon niragi, and the loose-lipped y/n. who could make a better couple?

it's safe to say that people learn pretty quickly not to mess around with either of you.

if anybody says anything that comes off as aggressive towards you... not only will they receive crude words from you, but they will most definitely receive special treatment from niragi.

your confidence is something niragi eats up. he adores it and will totally brag about it to anybody who speaks to him.

the way you carry yourself, the way you articulate your words... he practically worships you.

you walk around like you own the place. you're not afraid to mouth off anybody at all, even if they have a higher standing than you.

your number on your bracelet is in the low hundreds, so it's a wonder that you have the courage to even think about doing it.

but you do, and he forever supports you in your actions.

his favorite is to see you make witty comments towards aguni and hatter.

the leader of the beach and the leader of the militants. both have high levels of respect from practically everyone at the resort.

except for you. it's not to say that you don't respect them—it's more like you just don't want to deal with the bullshit that leaves their mouths sometimes.

aguni's reactions never fails to make him laugh. he'll typically stare you down and not say anything in response, normally leaving the conversation with a simple sigh or roll of his eyes.

niragi hyping you up afterward only fuels your confidence.

combining the two of you together gives you the most confident duo in the beach. people look up to you, in a way. they want to have that level of confidence, and many wonder how you manage to do it.

he's definitely the affectionate one in the relationship.

you tend to spare your touch. of course you'll give him attention every once in a while, but you definitely don't dote on him like he does to you.

every now and then you'll have a day where all you want to do is show him affection. i promise you, he will give you every ounce of his attention so you can touch him and give him lots of love.

but, as mentioned, this doesn't happen often. more often than not, he's the one giving you all the attention. nobody is complaining though.

even if you're dating, you don't support him in everything he does.

because of your loud-mouth nature, you're not afraid to tell him off. if he does something you don't think is right, you will definitely let him know.

he calls it his own personal scolding, mostly because once you get started you won't shut up about it.

he actually loves when you criticize him though. it shows that you have a mind of your own and aren't quick to change yourself for anybody.

he likes your individuality. you have a personality that stands out to him, and that's the main reason he was so adamant about getting together with you.

overall...

did somebody say power couple? once you two get together, you're basically unstoppable.

he refuses to let anybody get in the way of what he has with you.

you guys have an equal dynamic. you both have your own importance in the relationship and you won't let anybody walk all over you.

to his own surprise, he really likes it that way.

#niragi #niragi suguru #alice in borderland #aib #niragi x reader #niragi suguru x reader #alice in borderland x reader #aib x reader #alice in borderland headcanons #nirgai suguru headcanons #niragi headcanons #niragi x reader headcanons #niragi suguru x reader headcanons #alice in borderland x reader headcanons #aib headcanons #aib x reader headcanons #fanfiction #x reader #fanfic

[wallflowerimagines]

Hi! I looove your posts! Thank you so much for sharing your writing!

I was wondering… could you maybe write about the Four Lords with a shy S/O that gets bold and defensive when someone insults the lords? or calls them names? And the Lord’s reaction to the S/O acting different? Dk if im explaining myself >.<

Again! Love your work! Have a great day!

We stan protective partners on this blog!!

Warnings: uh...insults? They're pretty over the top😅 Also swearing.

Alcina Dimitrescu

Honestly, Alcina is more than able to defend herself.

She's got a tongue like a viper, and the thickest skin imaginable. If you really want to hurt her feelings, you have to be someone whom she already respects to a certain degree, or she won't even be phased.

Still, when she leaves a room, there's always some idiot that thinks it's a smart idea to talk shit.

Maybe it's a maid, maybe it's a guest in the Castle, but either way you're not having it.

"God, you're annoying." There was a pause before they opened their mouth again, and you rolled your eyes. "No please, by all means, continue to share your lack of taste with the rest of us."

You disassemble this dumbass, starting small with comments about their personality (trying to keep it classy), but escalating the more they choose to double down on the comments.

Alcina comes back into the room to find you practically screaming at this asshole.

"Look, all you have accomplished here today is revealing that you are a fundamental disappointment on every possible level. My life is worse now that I've heard you open your mouth, you disrespectful, shit licking worm fucker."

Alcina is stunned. You do not give off "aggressive guard dog" vibes at all, yet here you are defending her tooth and nail. While she had seen brief moments of your inner strength and protective streak (mostly towards her daughters) she just...never thought you would do the same for her.

It's not because she doesn't trust you or love you! But nobody has ever done something like this for her before? Ever? She's never had anyone try to protect her--not physically, and not even verbally. She's been so independent for so long that it's... Strange to see you support her so openly.

She doesn't need you to do this for her, she doesn't even expect it, but you do it anyway for no other reason than the fact that you love her. You want people to give her the respect she deserves.

I'm going to be real here: Alcina has never been closer to swooning before in her life. You're overcoming your shyness because you believe in her so much-- it's not a gesture meant to be romantic, but Alcina can't help but see this as a massive statement of your commitment to her.

Seriously. This is such a massive thing for her that if proposals weren't already on her mind, she is mentally picking out a ring for you the minute this happens.

Then, of course, she glides into the room, kisses you until you're breathless and babbling, and smirks at the unfortunate peon who thought they could get away with insulting House Dimitrescu.

She's in such a good mood that she's considering going easy on the idiot. Maybe removing their tongue would be enough of a warning?

Donna Dimitrescu

You don't really know how it's possible but apparently some people don't like Donna Beneviento? Some people think she's scary and unpleasant????

Wild. Can't imagine what that's like.

The two of you are honestly the sweetest, most toothrottingly adorable couple-- blushing when you hold each other's hands, sneaking glances at each other across rooms, giving each other kisses and forgetting whatever was on your mind...

Honestly, anybody who's critical of your relationship with your girlfriend is just a hater. Fuckers can pound sand😤

Still, you are pretty shy, so it takes a lot for you to defend yourself if someone comments about you. It can take a lot of courage to stand up against rude remarks, and sometimes it's easier to walk away.

Defending Donna, on the other hand?

The minute someone even thinks about dismissing her, you are ready to throw hands.

"My lovely girlfriend already said no, meaning you're either deaf or too stupid to pick up on simple social cues," you purse your lips and give the rude and pushy Villager a patronizing once over. "You and your opinion are equally useless. Get the fuck away from us."

Donna blinks.

She... Was not expecting this??? At all?? You're so nice! You always tell her about your attempts to avoid confrontation! What's going on??? How did you get the guts to say what she's always wanted to say?

Meanwhile, Angie is LIVING.

The little doll chimes in to assist you with the verbal homicide, working as a tag team to absolutely murder this moron. She's half partner, half hype man, and is so excited to do this with you. Normally, she has to protect Donna all by herself, but she's relieved and reassured that you stepped in first.

'USELESS IS TOO NICE, THOUGH! THAT IMPLIES THEY AREN'T A POINTLESS, RANCID, LONELY FREAK. THEY LOOK LIKE THEY CRY WHEN THEY MASTURBATE.'

You high five Angie, still glaring daggers at the unfortunate villager.

The two of you continue to ream into the villager, while Donna hovers nearby.

As surprised as she is, she's also grateful. She's only really ever had Angie to help shield her from insults and disrespect (and occasionally inducing horrifying hallucinations that make people claw off their own skin), but having you in her corner makes her feel safe.

Not to get totally sappy, but you're like her knight in shining armor in a lot of ways. And the fact you two are so similar is really motivating-- She wants to one day be confident enough to return the favor. Until then, she's happy to watch her two favorite people have fun insulting some stranger ❤️

Salvatore Moreau

With you being so shy, Salvatore is surprised how often he takes the lead in your relationship.

He's not normally all that outgoing, but you seem to bring out a side of him that's very protective. Whenever you have a bad day he wants to bundle you up and keep you safe from the world.

If he so much as holds your hand you start stuttering and avert your gaze. It creates a feedback loop where you both get flustered, but Moreau has never felt steadier. Despite your shyness, you make sure he knows how much you love him.

You're sweet as pie and twice as kind--Salvatore is the luckiest man in the world, nobody can convince him otherwise 💕💕

So it comes as a total shock that when a passing fisherman spits in your path and calls him a freak, your entire demeanor does a 180.

Your posture straightens and you look the villager dead in the eye, "I don't believe anyone asked your opinion."

Salvatore: 😳

This is not the time, and he totally knows it, but, uh, something about your tone??? Really does it for him???

While he's attempting to process why exactly he's starting to short circuit, you proceed to verbally shred this person to bits with clinical efficiency-- nothing is off limits.

They might try to defend themselves, but it's useless. You do not let up.

"Ugly? Monster? Bitch your teeth are throwing gang signs, don't throw stones from your shining glass house."

You insult their appearance, what they're holding, their smell-- you get so fucking mean that you might even make them cry.

Moreau is just lost right now, trying hard to figure out how exactly you were able to gain all of this confidence so quickly.

He's not upset! In fact he's very flattered! But, he also doesn't want you to get into a fight with some unimportant stranger. (After all, if they so much as throw a punch, they're straight up dead. Moreau is a patient man, but he's not that patient. You do not hurt his partner and live to tell the tale.)

He may a healer but...

Eventually he steps between you and the fisherman in an attempt to deescalate the situation, but you just kiss him on the cheek and step around him, determined to make your point.

Blushing hard, Moreau lets you do what you want. What can he say? Fish man likes himself a protective partner 💞

Karl Heisenberg

Magnet Man is not the most social guy to begin with, so any opportunities you have to stick up for him are already pretty slim.

He mostly knows you as the shy, sweet, easily flustered partner that lets out a cute squeak every time he sneaks up to hug you from behind.

Karl's honestly happy just to spend time with you all alone in the Factory. It's not the best or healthiest mindset, but he'd be perfectly content to only ever see you for the rest of his life. Spending time with anybody else feels like a boring waste in comparison.

But occasionally, you do head out into town with him. Heisenberg wants you to be safe so he doesn't do it often, but running errands with you is a weakness of his. It's domestic in a way that he's never experienced before.

He likes it ❤️

What he does not like is the shopkeeper starting to give their opinions on the quality of your relationship with him.

Most insults Karl will let slide because he doesn't particularly care. However if anyone makes a comment on how scared (shy) you look around him, how you must be being threatened into being with him, how poorly Lord Heisenberg is treating you...he won't stand for it.

But before his fingers can even twitch towards his hammer, you snap.

"You're clearly the blindest cocksucker I've ever met--so wipe the cum out of eyes and mind your own fucking business."

Karl does a double take.

He's heard you curse before, but quietly. The words coming out of your mouth are WILD right now, he has NEVER seen you so angry. You're defending him with the aggression of a wild animal, and it's simultaneously HILARIOUS, but for some reason he's also getting a warm fuzzy feeling in his chest?

He doesn't need you to protect him like this, but seeing you blatantly argue how much you love and cherish him in public reassures him in a way he didn't know he needed.

Still, hearing you call the shopkeeper "shit for brains" is the funniest thing that's happened in years.

Heisenberg starts laughing, and the more you shout at the idiot, the harder he laughs. Is it weird how hard he wants to kiss you right now?

Eventually, he just has to drag you away, cackling as you continue to shout insults at the unfortunate shopkeep. There's got to be an alley around here for some good old fashioned privacy 💕

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[arcadejohn127-9]

ALSO- I have a request! Brothers (+royals if you want) reacting to an MC who is extremely affectionate once they like someones- gives hugs, praises often, gives gifts, does their best to help when they can- but if any of this affection is returned they cry. Hard. Because they're emotionally constipated and any affection or love they receive overwhelms them- this also embarrasses them extremely-

Damn.... didn't think I'd feel called out by a prompt request XD it seems my time has come!

I'm guessing royals are Diavolo and barbatos so I added them but if you ever request again and someone you wanted wasn't here, feel free to comment and I'll make sure to add them

Brothers + Diavolo & barbatos with an overly affection MC with issues

Lucifer:

He grew use to your affection ways

The words of praise when you notice he finished a work load

Or when you'd pat his head when he was tired

At first he wondered why you would handle or touch him likes he's a fragile doll but he grew to love how gentle you were

Subconsciously he'd lean his head down whenever he completed a task expecting a head pat

Even if you weren't there but if he's caught he'll just pretend he was tired

Lucifer wasn't always the most affectionate, especially as he rarely shows how much he genuinely loves the people around them

He decided to return the gesture, you recently got a high grade in a class you were struggling in

He patted your head, giving it a light ruffle

"You did good, you're improving alot - it's very promising."

Didn't expect you to start crying, aggressively shoving away your tears

"what's wrong? Did something-"

"I just- this is embarassing- you patted my head and people don't really do that for me and I just-"

"Ah, I see, then I shall do it more often."

"even in public?"

He was never a public man, wanting to get his softer side hidden in the protection of his soul and the walls surrounding his room

But here you were, crying because he simply caressed your cheek

He wants you to be happy and feel as loved as he does

So he'll happily push his walls down for you

"if it means this much to you, then yes but let's keep it appropriate."

Mammon:

"How's my handsome super model?! Did it go well? Aww you look tired, let's get you rested, okay?"

He's so in love

No one has ever made him feel this mooshy and love sick and he's ANCIENT

He's use to his brothers always insulting him - he likes a good tease and making a rude remark about each other but they tend to push it

They hit his Insecurities and think he can handle it because they're demons

But he wasn't always

Then you came along, giving him head pats and words of praise

Always standing up for him

He fell for you so quickly and so hard

He basically turns into a puppy when he's with you

When you left with Satan to get groceries he had to be forced to not go with you, waiting at the stairs for you to come back

As soon as Satan left with even your bags included, he came bolting for you

Leaping into your arms and squeezed you tight, insisting he didn't miss you but just got bored

The way he's nuzzling your cheek says otherwise

When you began crying he immediately panicked

"Did Satan do something to ya?! I swear I'll beat-"

"I'm just not use to others being as affectionate as I am back to me - it's okay."

"Huh?! Well I guess the greatest demon of all time has to be that person, that's me! Don't forget it, okay?! I'm going to smother you."

Mammon is already a touchy person but knows to be respectful, since that day his hands are always on you

Either holding your hand, touching your shoulder, petting your hair or just Hugging you

Levithan:

Levithan isn't one to give or receive when it comes to affection

He tends to get overwhelmed by just a head pat and gets embarassed if his fingers accidentally brush against yours

You're an overly affectionate person

He's a simple man who needs self worth

It's definitely a good duo

You've learned to be more vocal about your praises and affections, still testing the waters with physical touch

But from time to time he'll ask to get a head pat if he's really proud of himself

Has made you call him your little pog champ

"Levi are you- oh sorry you're streaming- I'll just leave these here."

He was confused until he saw the section dish filled with different snacks with a energy drink in the middle

He almost teared up

"No! Stay with me, they'll like you!"

In an act of no thoughts and boldness, he pulled you into his lap

You fell awkwardly and was half straddling half on his side

As soon as you got comfortable you hide your face In his neck forcing back tears

Not wanting to cry on stream

"You're so sweet, levi, I'm sure your followers can agree."

He literally short circuited

Hiding his face in your shoulder as he got flustered

"You're sweeter than me, you're always being nice to me - I really lo- like you for that."

Anyone who watched that stream now ships you - the non believers didn't believe all the stories he told about you but now they had physical proof

That stream was re-upload so many times with comps filled with him gushing about you

Levithan is determined to make sure you never see them but it's too late and you cried with joy in your room

Next time you saw him you kissed his cheek and he immediately melted

Did kiss your cheek back though but did it so quick and harsh that you stumbled backwards

Satan:

Someone being gentle to him????

Someone who doesn't keep away from his because of his sin????

Who??? What??!!

You're the who! he was SHOCKED you were so happy to get close to him and just treat him so kindly

He made a theory on the Devildom detectives group that you're actually an angel but it backfired by demons just telling him he's got feelings for you

He does but he didn't expect to get called out on a whole forum

"You're really smart, thanks for always helping me with my studies - I've found It alot easier to study and remember all my notes now, you're a good teacher!"

He's so smitten with you

You could be saying the most disgusting or insulting thing and he'd still smile and nod

He needed help getting food for this secret but really not so secret pet cat and you gladly accepted to help him

When you two were just spending time together in his room and when suddenly picked up his cat

You didn't think too much of it but grinned when he booped the cats nose onto yours

"thank you for being so kind to me- it means alot."

the cat was like you; overly affectionate so it didn't surprise you when it started gently pawing at your face and giving you little kisses

"I feel embarrassed by admitting this so I'm letting Chaos show how I feel."

He avoided looking at you

It would be for the best as you started crying, taking the cat from his hold and kissing it's head repeatedly

"and that's how I feel about you trying to move through your discomfort and be open with me."

His cheeks are BURNING

Holds your hand throughout the rest of the hang out

Asmodeus:

You're being gentle and affection despite Everyone perceiving him as a sex hungry annoyance?

You're immediately his favourite - sorry Solomon

You always understood his protectiveness over his appearance

Fixing his hair and pushing back stands if you ever pet it

You didn't need to but you always told him you washed your hands before touching his face

You always did these simple things to make him feel at ease

But he loved your touch

No matter any comment he makes; he adores you and just being able to have these tender moments with you

He knew you were special to him when you walked in on him

Barely awake, hair messy, no makeup or moisturizer - he didn't look even the slightest bit appealing

And just smiled, looking at him no differently even when his voice came out tired and croaky

"You're really pretty even when you just wake up, it's so unfair - what's your secret?"

"because it's me, darling! I always look good~"

Internally, he was freaking out about how you liked him at what he deemed - his most unattractive state

So it only made sense he became more touchy and grew closer to you

"are you sure I look good in this? I know you're very up to date with fashion."

"You look stunning, I haven't seen a bad look on you yet, perhaps your charm is just as high as mine."

He was holding your hips, smiling as you both looked in the mirror

He wrapped his arms around you, leaning on your shoulder

"I think you look good all the time, you're just amazing like that."

You tried to hide your tears but he could see them, immediately asking you what's wrong

"Nothing- I just- that means alot coming from you and you're always being so affection towards me....its really nice."

He just hugs you tighter, smiling

"I just treat you how you treat me, you're a real angel."

Beezlebub:

This guy is worried about so many things

He's scared of hurting you

He's worried if he gets carried away with touching you he'll make you uncomfortable and his gluttony will act up; wanting more of your tender touch until he feels full

The last thing he wants is to make you uncomfortable or you feel forced to be affectionate to him because he could throw a fit

He's always ashamed of his hunger tantrums

But when he does do affection it's either carrying you or holding your hand

But was so happy whenever you cuddled hi against him or when you gave him praise

He could spend the whole day with you running your fingers through his hair, telling him he's a good demon and that he means something to you

"Can you finish this for me? I'm not feeling that hungry right now."

You offered your bowl to Beel, he happily took it

As you two spent time with each other he noticed you eyeing some of the more sweeter things set out on the table

He gently pushed it towards you

"Eat if you want it, I'll share."

You waved your hand, not wanting to take food from him

"I'm just snack-ish, I can't eat a meal right now."

You knew how hungry he could get and didn't want to leave him peckish

You knew that small feeling could easily turn into something bigger

But he just nudged it closer to you

"You eat what you want, I'll have what you don't finish."

You finally agreed, knowing he was insisting on you to eat with him

He patted your head, smiling as he watched you eat

"are you sure you won't still feel hungry?"

"you make me feel full, it soothes another type of hunger in me, it's nice."

He grabbed your hand, nuzzling his cheek against it, he couldn't stop smiling as you just looked at him in surprise

You finally grinned, tearing up and shook your head, you leaned against him and continued eating

Gripping his hand tighter as you pushed back your tears

Belphegor:

He was spoilt

Beel was always looking after him, helping him get ready for school and drying his hair, carrying him around when he was too tired to walk

And you were only fueling his spoilt nature

You always showered him in affection

Petting his hair whilst he laid his head on your lap, combed his tail, told him he looked cute

"My precious little belphie, are you feeling okay? I noticed you were struggling to sleep today at lunch."

Whilst he believed he looked intimidating with his heavy bags and sleepy grin

You found him adorable, treating him like a sweet innocent boy on those special nights of just you two cuddling

It's been a long time since he's felt innocent

You were always checking in on him

Making him feel special and cared for

He was a soft mess in your hands

"Hold me more, your hands feel so nice~"

He placed his hands on yours, making you gently squish his cheeks

"Don't you wanna cuddle?"

He raised a brow, a smug smile growing on his face

"it seems you want to."

"we don't have to-"

"If you wanna be held just ask, I'm more than happy to hold you."

He wrapped his arms around you, shifting his position and buried his face into your chest, humming as your hands ran through his hair

He gave you a small squeeze

"It feels good to be the one hugging you, you're always so comfy~"

He began murmuring how much he loves this time with you, drifting to sleep as he praised you, letting himself mindlessly go on about how wonderful and sweet you are until he started to snore

You let your tears fall

Holding him closer as you softly thanked him for his words

He just hugged you tighter in his sleep, his smile growing

UNDATEABLES↓

Diavolo:

This man is TOUCH STARVED

the fact you're unafraid to be with him and around him is already amazing but you freely hold his hand and pat his head

He thinks he's knocked his head and been taken to the celestial realm

People are intimidated by his title as prince and having you so care free in his company is new for him

So of course he enjoys how affectionate you are!

He embraces all your touches and praise!

He's even had you sitting on his lap during meetings, letting you hug him after a tiring day of studying

"You did great today, I really felt your passion for this new project, I think the students will really enjoy it!"

He gets so happy everytime you even look his way

Your smile alone fuels him for the whole day

"Meet me in the castle today, there's something I need you to do for me."

You agreed, not thinking much of it; most likely a new update on the school fair

What you didn't expect was to be greeted by shopping bags and gift boxes and even a human sized teddy bear with demon horns, you tried to ignore them as Diavolo came jogging down the steps

"What did you need me for?"

"I want you to see what you like, I bought as much as I could before Barbatos stopped me, I hope they're up to your liking."

You were speechless

You felt as if you touched the gifts you wouldn't be able to hold back; you were excited to see what he got but you didn't want to seem too excited

"Please, go ahead - it's all yours unless something is not up to your liking."

You finally went through the shopping bags; there was clothes, products, jewelry, shoes and all other sorts of items

You hugged the giant close to your chest, choking back on your tears

"thank you-"

"No need to thank me, you're always so kind to me I just wanted to return the favour."

Barbatos:

You were a like a breath of fresh air, someone he could just go to

He can unwind and be rewarded for his efforts and others normally don't notice

Whilst his lord was always praising him, it felt different with you

It felt so joyful

You would brush through his hair, always thank him even if he's just doing his job and always seem to be in awe at what he does

He'll never forget the gloves you gave him, sleek and a perfect fit with a cursive 'B' stitched to the edge - they were enchanted to warm up whenever he got cold

"Wow! You prepared all this?! That must of taken you ages! You're really amazing, Barb."

"I'm simply doing my job but your praise makes it all worth it."

Often invites you to the castle for tea

He'll make any excuse to have you come see him; the prince wants to talk, he wants a hand with a recipe, he needs an outsider's opinion on something

Whatever he can come up with; he will use it

You might as well just stay in one of the guest bedrooms because you're always coming to the castle

Speaking of excuses; today Barbatos decided to thank your lovely behaviour

Convincing you to come to the castle and meet him in the dining hall

"I saw you eyeing some recipes whilst helping me in the kitchen so, I made you them AND wrote down how I did it exactly so you can make them any time you like."

"I- you didn't have to do that! Thank you for this, they look delicious."

"I always wanted to give you this."

You couldn't even ask what it was

He already held it up for you to see

It was a box of gloves with your the first letter of your name stitched onto the edge

They were heat up gloves!

"I thought you'd appreciate your own as they'll always be handy but the gesture of matching with someone you're close to is very appealing."

He helped you put the gloves on, pinching the tip of your fingers to make sure they fitted properly

He held your hand, admiring how it looked in his

You couldn't stop a few tears forming, smiling

You felt abit silly crying over heat up gloves but you couldn't help it

"I want to match with you more often, perhaps one day it'll end up being a ring."

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[milkiane]

matters the most

pairings: rafe cameron x reader

warnings: profanities, mentions of alcoholic beverages, sexual comments

word count: 1996

request: give me rafe angst with prompt "god, i can't even look at you"

a/n: all the love to @s1ater as always, and thank you to @iwritesiriusly for being the best <3

love is such a concept that most people would often dream of, wanting the full experience of having butterflies in your stomach, fireworks erupting with every kiss, the messy and complicated rollercoaster ride. everything about love just sounds so beautiful.

love brings two people, from strangers, or enemies, or life-long friends, together and creates sheer happiness and adoration for each other, but love is never always about all that cliché domesticity. sometimes it’s all about the thrill and the danger that it brings along.

it was funny, really. how rafe, who wasn’t afraid to express his hatred for pogues, fell for one. love did work in mysterious ways, they said.

neither of you knew how you lasted for 8 months without getting caught, but both of you knew that the fun wouldn’t last for long before something would come in between.

he didn’t know that his dad and rose would be home earlier than they said. he thought he’d have the house to himself, that’s why he invited you to come. amidst a steamy make-out sesh did they walk in, followed by an argument between the two men. you awkwardly stood behind rafe, lips swollen and cheeks red as rose glared at you.

it didn’t end well, but when does it ever? forbidden love had its perks, but it also had its downfalls. ward demanded to break off whatever liaison his son had with you, whilst still raving about his disdain for the likes of you and how rafe turned out to be just like his disappointment of a sister. rafe decided that he’s had enough and stormed off with you.

that’s why rafe was in the cut at the dead of the night, standing in front of the chateau.

he shook his head, bringing out his phone to give you a call as he brought the large blanket closer to his chest.

incoming call: rafey <3

groaning, you reached out your hand and blindly patted around your bed for your ringing phone. the brightness of your phone glaring at you to the degree, making you hiss.

“rafe? it’s 2 in the morning, why the-” you grumbled, eyes fluttering close as sleep started to glaze over.

“come outside, babe. i’m on your front porch,” he said, taking in the sight of it before silently muttering, “if you could even call it a porch.”

“shut up, rafe,” you groaned, ending the call as you threw your blankets to the side and leaving your warm sanctuary to see your boyfriend. quietly making your way past john b’s room and jj, who was sleeping on the couch.

“what are you doing here?” you asked, wrapping your arms around his torso as he placed a kiss on your temple.

“wanted to come see you, we don’t know to what extent my dad’ll go to make us break up, so let’s make the most of our time,” he shrugged, reaching out for your hand, he intertwined your fingers together and dragged you towards an open space.

rafe unfolded the blanket and spread it out, laying down on it as he opened his arms to invite you in.

snuggling into his embrace, you smiled softly, “you know, i’m usually the one who sneaks out to see you,”

he chuckled, his chest vibrating as he did, “yeah, but we gotta have some change now, i guess,”

you sighed, nuzzling deeper into his arms, “imagine if the clash between the kooks and pogues never existed, if the odds were in our favor, we would have lived happily,”

“we’ll get married,” rafe started, then tilted his head to look down at you, “a beach wedding, d’you want a beach wedding?”

“yeah,” you grinned, playing with the rings on his fingers, “then we’ll have two kids and a dog, and a house in between figure 8 and the cut,”

silence surrounded the both of you, sad smiles on your faces as you looked up at the twinkling stars. the chirping of cicadas and the rustling of the trees serving as a piece of calming music.

after a while, rafe began to speak up again, “are you… are you sure that this is worth all the secrecy, y/n?”

you furrowed your eyebrows, removing yourself from his hold to you look at him, “what?”

he sighed, running a hand through his hair, “i just- we knew it would end one way or another, right?”

you paused, trying to let his words sink in before asking him, “what’re you trying to say, rafe?”

by now, he was already sitting up, “i’m just saying that we just got lucky that we lasted for nearly a year. i mean, it’s far-fetched, you’re a pogue, and i’m a kook. it would have been easier if you were like me,”

you scoffed pathetically, “oh, so it’s my fault now that i was born a pogue? well, i’m sorry that i couldn’t control how life works, that i have to work my ass off 24/7 to keep myself surviving,”

“you know that’s not what i meant, baby, it’s just that-“ rafe groaned, he didn’t know what else to say because that’s exactly what he meant.

“then what is it, rafe? you don’t know how hard it is to work multiple jobs just to keep yourself afloat, it’s unfair how we didn’t choose to live like this, yet you kooks torment us for trying to have food to serve on our tables,” you fumed, “so i’m sorry that we don’t have golden spoons sticking out of our mouths or that our daddies don’t give us whatever the hell we want,”

“i can’t believe you doubted us for even a second,” you sighed, rubbing your eyes to keep your tears from falling, “do you think this was all easy for me, rafe? because no, it wasn’t, but i still loved you with all that i am, with all that i have, because i knew that we’ll get through this.”

“y/n-”

“god, i can’t even look at you right now,” you stood up, grabbing your phone as you made your way back to the chateau, tears gathering in your eyes.

“y/n, wait, c’mon-”

rafe grabbed your arm, but you immediately removed it from his grasp as you whipped around, “you know, i may not have a lot to offer, but i knew that i made you happy and i loved you an awful lot, so i’m sorry if that wasn’t enough.”

you let the tears fall this time, looking at him one more time before going in and slamming the door shut, making jj jump up in surprise, “y/n?”

rafe stood there for a moment, trying to shake away the broken look on your face from his mind. he sauntered after you, knocking aggressively at the front door, “y/n, c’mon, i’m sorry, baby.”

john b rushed out of his room, jumbled and confused as he held the bat up, “wha-?”

you shoved him away and hurried back to your room. the two boys exchanged looks before opening the door. to say that they were shocked to see a disheveled rafe cameron on their doorstep was an understatement, “what the fuck are you doing in here, cameron?”

he ignored them and tried to push past them, “get outta the way, pogues,”

but they weren’t having it, they pushed him back with a glare. he scoffed, looking back once more before slowly backing off, grabbing the blanket before speeding away on his motorbike.

you wouldn’t choose to be here if you had a choice, but alas, if it means working at the midsummers and earning a decent salary with free champagne to drown your sorrows in, then you might just have to.

so, clad in a waitress’s apparel, too tight for your liking, and a tray of glasses of champagne in hand, you maneuvered your way towards the old uppity haughty kooks.

at a respectable distance, rafe was looking at you with a sad look on his face, wanting nothing more than to wrap you in his arms and tell you how sorry he is and how he loves you so much.

it was when topper’s voice snapped him out of his trance, “have you seen l/n’s ass in that uniform? i would’ve done her right then and there if she wasn’t a pogue,”

the sounds of his friends’ laughters fumed him, but instead of saying anything, he shot up out of his seat and approached you.

you momentarily glanced at him and swallowed, “champagne?”

he grabbed the glass that you shoved at his chest, fingers grazing over another, “y/n, please, i just want to talk,”

“i’m not here for you, cameron,” you caught a glimpse of his friends slowly approaching the both of you, sniggering from behind him, “i’m here to earn some money, so if you’ll excuse me,”

but before you could even make your way around them, topper and kelce harshly knocked on your shoulders, the tray of glasses breaking into pieces as it fell.

“watch it, pogue,”

gasps were heard across the room, as you staggered back from the force. you heard pope and jj run towards you, john b and kiara excusing themselves from the guests to follow.

you let out a shaky breath, crouching down to pick up the pieces as ward slowly walked over to scold you.

as they continued to laugh, they risked a glance to see a livid rafe glaring at them instead of laughing along with them, and with that, their laughter died down, a look of confusion replacing their amusement.

rafe looked around, catching the eye of his father who stopped in his tracks, a glint in his eye as if he was daring him to go help you, to ruin their family’s reputation.

without a single doubt, he took the broken shards from your hold and raised you up by your arms, earning another round of gasps from the crowd.

he looked at you, silently asking for permission. when a small smile tugged your lips, he leaned in slowly, closing in the proximity of your lips. your arms wrapped around his neck as his own wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer.

as you heard his father’s footsteps, rafe pulled away and grabbed your arm, sprinting into a run.

“rafe!”

the both of you burst into laughter as you dashed through the crowd, hands still intertwined as you looked for a quiet spot.

you stopped at their backyard, fairy lights hung from tree to tree, and the music from the platform softly echoing. trying to catch a breath, you let your head fall on his chest. rafe’s hand ran through your hair, “i’m sorry, y/n,”

“rafe-”

“no, no. i’m sorry, i didn’t mean what i said, okay? i love you too much,” he cupped your face in his hands, his thumb caressing the apple of your cheeks, “i’ll gladly give up the life i have right now if it means spending it with you. none of this luxury would compare to you, no amount of money would make me happy as you do.”

you pulled him into another kiss, running a hand through his hair. it was slow, sensual, something different from the type of intimacy you often did, as though if you rushed things, you’d open your eyes to see that everything was just a dream. rafe brought you closer than possible, a hand resting the other on the small of your back and on your hip, rubbing slow circles on the exposed skin.

pulling away slowly, you whispered a hoarse, “i love you, rafe cameron,”

he smiled softly, swaying slowly to the distant music. an aura of love and sovereignty enveloping the both of you in a bubble of your own. none of you cared about the rivalry anymore, or his father, or what other people would say. let them talk.

it wouldn’t bother you, because you had each other, and that’s what matters the most.

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Hi there! I was wondering if I could request some headcannons of what it would be like to be in a relationship with sanemi, rengoku, and gyomei, separately of course ❤️ thank you I’m advance

Kny characters dating headcanons

YES YES I’ve always wanted to make one of these ^^ to make things better you added some of my favorite boys ~Kyō and Nemi ~ uhhh no offense Gyomei

Also thx for the request @ethereal-tooreal

Rengoku

🔥-He’s a sweet, loving and passionate lover

🔥- He is also a very supportive boyfriend

🔥- If you start something new he’s right behind you every step of the way and he’ll always try to find ways to help you become even better

🔥- Rengoku loves to buy you nice smelling perfumes/colognes,oils or lotions and whenever he hugs you he likes to try and guess what scent you’re wearing

🔥- “ mmmm are you wearing lavender today my love?”

🔥- “Wow Kyō, you’re getting better at guessing”

🔥- Rengoku loves to bring you cute little stuff animals when he comes back from a mission, he especially gets them if they remind him of you

🔥-“Darling look at this stuffed chicken I got you, it reminded me so much of you!”

🔥- “Umm Kyō you think I look like a chicken?”

🔥-“A very cute chicken!”

🔥- Oh so your name is y/n? Yea not anymore when dating Rengoku

🔥- He calls you every single cute name an s/o would call their lover expect your actual name

🔥- So expect him to call you darling, my love or his person favorite my little flame

🔥- If he calls you by your real name be a little bit worried

🔥- Speaking on names, before you two even started dating he always called you y/n-chan because he always admired you and found you cute 🥺

🔥- You’re going to hear me say this more than once but Rengoku is a slut for forehead kisses, because you’re shorter than him and he thinks it’s very convenient

🔥-Rengoku is almost 6’0/ 177 cm so there’s a slim chance you’re taller than him BUT if you are taller than him or the same height he’ll tip-toe to give you the forehead kiss and he never gets embarrassed to do so

🔥-He loves it when you play with his hair, and he doesn’t mind how many colorful or childish clips you put in it

🔥- He loves to take you to festivals for dates and when you two go he buys you literally anything you look at

🔥- He also loves to go restaurant hoping with you, you both decided to try every ramen shop in Japan and to determine which sells the best one

🔥- If you’re a Hasira like him, he’ll always save you a seat near him for pillar meetings

🔥- He loves going on missions with you that way he can spend more time with you and he can protect, but he doesn’t always go and he never makes a fuss about it. Kyō strongly believes in your strength and he knows you can protect yourself

🔥- If you’re not a slayer, and he’s off on missions you and would usually spend your time playing, cooking or baking with Senjurō and sometimes Mitsuri. When he comes back home he just leans on the door way looking and you two and fawning over how adorable the sight is

BONUS

🔥- Since you spend a lot of time at the Rengoku estate his father always has something negative to say about your presence but Rengoku being the amazing lover he is, always defends you and is not afraid to say something back to his father

Sanemi

☁️- He is the definition of a tsundere

☁️- Ok I know we’re all tired of hearing it but it’s TRUE

☁️- He’s so sweet and gentle with you and a literal demon to other people

☁️- He never yells or gets mad at you unlike with others

☁️- And if he does he regrets it after words and immediately apologizes

☁️- Behind close doors Sanemi is extremely clingy and he always wants to be wrapped up around you

☁️- but in public he isn’t like that because he hates PDA, so that means no kissing, hugging or anything of that sorts

☁️- Even though he doesn’t want physical affection in public he’ll still treat you way better than anyone else and is still calm and gentle with you when others are around

☁️- and because it’s Sanemi no one dares call him out on his major shift of behavior towards you

☁️- Sanemi is definitely the listener in the relationship, he much rather you talk about your day than his

☁️- but maybe he’ll rant about how stupid he thinks his Tsugukos and the other pillars are from time to time

☁️- If you’re a demon hunter he’s going on every mission with you, it doesn’t matter if you’re an extremely strong hunter or the weakest he’s still going with you because he wants to protect you

☁️- If you’re not a slayer he’d ask you to move into his estate with him, he doesn’t really care if it’s still the early parts of your relationship he’ll still ask, he asks because you’ll be close to him most of the time and with that he can easily protect you if a demon attacks plus he likes your company but he didn’t tell you that last part

☁️- He also got you a cute little puppy to keep your company while he’s away on mission because he doesn’t want you to be lonely but instead of telling you that he used the excuse it’s to “ protect” the estate from intruders

☁️- Like any normal couple you both have fights and it’s usually about him being overprotective with you, him getting jealous or when he doesn’t listen to you when you tell him to be more careful because he can be very reckless

☁️- To summarize your fights, it’s usually person A is trying to help person B, but person B is too stubborn to realize that

☁️- Sanemi loves to give you hugs from the back, that way you can’t see the smile on his face

☁️- He is the type of s/o who does everything for you but will never admit it

☁️- For example he’ll be the one to buy all the groceries or clean different rooms in the house and when you ask about it he always says you did it and you probably forgot you did

☁️- You and Genya are definitely close, he treats you like an older sibling, Sanemi acts like he hates it but deep down he’s just so happy that the two most important people in his life can get along

☁️- Speaking on Genya he actually had a small crush on you the first time he met you, but it wasn’t serious, he respects his brother and would never make a move on you , the crush was more of an innocent childhood crush

☁️- mmmm how to put this in simpler words........Sanemi is well a bit motherly towards you

☁️- but it doesn’t come off so because he’s so aggressive with it, he always makes you eat all your vegetables or something a strict mother would want their child to do for their well-being

☁️- His motherly nature always comes off as a threat

☁️-“Ok dumbass if you don’t eat all of your greens that’ll be the only thing you can eat for the week”

Or

☁️- “Y/n if you’ve been up for too long go to bed now or I’ll beat you tf up”

☁️-but don’t worry they’re all empty threats..... I think

☁️- Sanemi does anything you ask him to do, so if you want to go to the festival he’ll go but he will mutter out a few complaints on the way

Gyomei

🪨- He’s such a gentle giant

🪨- Because of his large size, at the start of your relationship he was always too scared to hug or kiss you in fear that he may hurt you

🪨- So before any hug or kiss from him he would ask if he can do it, you told him he didn’t have to but it took him while fall out of his habit

🪨- He is very gentle with you but unlike Sanemi he doesn’t mind showing his gentleness with you around others

🪨- He loves hand holding, he really enjoys feeling you warmth against his own

🪨- Plus he has big and soft hands, so hand holding is always a delight

🪨- He strongly believes that a relationship is built on communication and trust

🪨- He is not the type to shy away from his feelings and always tells you how he really feels

🪨- During your relationship you’ll never have to worry about him being dishonest or feel like you two are pulling away from each-other

🪨- Even though he’s been blind for a while and can take care of hisself just fine, he doesn’t get mad if you help him out here or there

🪨- because he is blind he has bit of trouble recognizing who’s walking up to him but he always knows when you wak to him because he memorized the sound of you footsteps

🪨- If you are a slayer he loves helping you train and he’s constantly telling you ways you can improve your breathing style

🪨-Also he’ll rarely go on mission with you, it’s only because he doesn’t want you to depend on him too much and he wants you to become strong on your own, if he ever dies he’ll be glad to know you’re going to be just fine without him

🪨- While you are on your mission he’ll pray for you and your safe return

🪨- If you aren’t a hunter he would train you and teach you his breathing style in his dojo, and it’s not to make you be apart of the demon corps but rather to mane you have a good chance of survival if a demon ever attacks, but if you do want to become a demon hunter he would be against it at first but eventually let you join

🪨- I know this is a dating headcanon butttt once your relationship with him is more mature he’ll definitely ask you to marry him. He’s more of the traditional type so he definitely thought of marriage more than once in your relationship and was very excited to pop the question

#anime #demon slayer #kny headcanons #kny rengoku #kny x reader #sanemi x reader #kny fluff #kny requests #gyomei x reader #rengoku x reader

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Omega!Lucifer x Soft!Alpha!Reader

Anon:  ¿Omega Lucifer (ObeyMe) with a soft and tall alpha pls?

(My first Obey Me! request, I’m so excited! This felt more like a stream of consciousness than any coherent piece of writing but anyways...Hope you enjoy~)

Warnings: None.

Lucifer honestly gets along best with softer alphas who aren’t going to get all macho dominant on him. 

He’s a very powerful and forthright omega and any alphas who try to control him won’t last very long (in a relationship, but also just generally being alive haha. Lucifer does not take kindly to people patronising him because of his secondary gender)

Anyone in a relationship with Lucifer has to be an excellent mediator because of his pride. His pride can be a serious obstacle in a relationship, and a soft!alpha type is perfect for this. 

I can’t stress enough how perfect this dynamic would be for him.

Many people get the secondary genders in your couple the wrong way around, thinking Lucifer to be a powerful Alpha and you an exceptionally tall Omega.

You don’t go out of your way to correct people most of the time. It doesn’t bother you what other people think of your relationship and this is one of the things Lucifer loves most about you; you don’t get defensive at being mistakenly perceived as an omega. He has met so many alphas who get aggressive when people think they’re an omega, and he always finds it insulting.

You two are the best dog parents ever.

Lucifer is the strict dog parent who trains Cerberus and makes sure Cerberus respects him as the 'in charge’ figure.

You are the soft dog owner who gives Cerberus all the belly rubs and far too many treats.

Lucifer always complains that you’re spoiling him but you catch the soft smiles he gives you and Cerberus when he thinks you aren’t looking.

Lucifer doesn’t really nest, but he loves cuddling in his bed (although he’ll deny it) when his schedule allows it.

He will melt if you massage his head. That’s one of the best ways to get Lucifer to purr.

When you do get time to cuddle in bed with him, he loves to rest his head on your chest. This is an easy and comfortable position for you because you’re so tall. He loves if you massage his head while he lays on you.

Lucifer appreciates when you try to help him relax without being overbearing or trying to control him. This is where being soft is so handy. Lucifer is far less likely to view your interference as controlling or patronising, which stops needless arguments.

You glanced down at your watch and sighed. Lucifer had been working in his office for over 29 hours now. You loved your omega very dearly, but if there was one thing you would change about him, it would be his tendency to run himself ragged with his own workload.

Dragging yourself out of bed, you pulled your cardigan tightly around yourself as the cold air of the corridor blasted across your face. Making your way to Lucifer’s office, you silently marvelled at how different the House of Lamentation felt in the middle of the night

Knocking lightly on his office door, you waited for his tired voice to call you in. As you entered, you welcomed the warmth that came from his fireplace. After a second of basking in the pleasant temperature change, you turned your gaze towards Lucifer.

Oh dear.

His shoulders were tense, his pen gripped too tightly in his hand and his eyes were overly lidded. You sighed softly, keeping your voice soft.

“Oh Lucifer, my love.” You walked over and took his face into your hands, rubbing your thumbs under his tired eyes. “You’ve been working so hard and I’m so proud of you, but I think it’s time for bed.”

He pulled away slightly, conflicted. His scent was normally so controlled, but the smell of slight distress was clear in the air.

“I can’t..” He croaked, voice softer than wither of you expected. “I still have work to do. I can’t let Diavolo down.”

“Diavolo doesn’t want his best friend to work himself to death. Come to bed, Lucifer.” He still looked conflicted. “Please.” You begged, brushing his hair out of his eyes. “I need my mate with me. “

All the air escaped his lungs at once, his shoulders slumping. He looked as if he had suddenly deflated.

“Okay.” He sighed, pushing himself away from his desk. 

As he stood, you took him into your embrace, scenting him lightly, one hand playing gently with the small hairs at his neck. You could feel how tired he was.

“I love you so much, my omega.” 

He laughed tiredly. “And I adore you, my perfect alpha.”

One of the major benefits of this alpha personality type mated with Lucifer is how well you will inevitably get along with his brothers.

Lucifer is a family man to the highest degree, and his omegan instincts make this protectiveness all the more prevalent.

Lucifer could never mate with an alpha that his brothers didn’t like and he is so happy when you get along with his brothers (but not too much because this man is a possessive omega)

Speaking of possessive behaviour, Lucifer scents his alpha up whenever they have to leave the house. He scents them so strongly that most people can’t smell any alpha scents on them at all. And Lucifer gets so smug about this.

 Overall, a soft!alpha is perfect and exactly what omega!Lucifer deserves.

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[so-writing]

Sugar, Honey, Ice and Tea- Matthew Tkachuk (20)

all parts here

“It’s about fucking time!” 

“Holy shit, he finally did it!” 

“Go, Chucky, get your girl!”

The shouts from the team when they saw the two of you together were as loud as ever and everyone seemed to be celebrating.

“We’re still just friends,” you reminded Matthew and removed his arms from your waist.

“I know,” he shouted after you as you quickly skated away from him.

“So shut your friends up!”

You’d just told yourself that it didn’t matter what the team and their families thought but seeing them, and hearing them cheer on whatever was happening with you and Matthew had you trying to put as much space between the two of you as possible. 

It was easy to think about the two of you when you were alone in a hotel room with one bed, or were in only ones in the hallway at work, or anywhere else where it was just you and him but letting everyone else in wasn’t something you were ready for. You weren’t sure you would ever be ready for it, because it would mean actually letting your guard down. Not just with Matthew, but with everyone around the both of you and thought of doing so wasn’t something you could see yourself doing anytime soon.

You could never picture a time in your life where it was acceptable for Matthew Tkachuk to wrap his arms around you or pull you into a kiss with his teammates and your bosses surrounding you and easily supporting it like it was nothing. 

 The room was starting to get hot and your skates were bothering you. Scanning the wood rink, you found Matthew at the other end fucking around with a few of the guys.  His team, his friends were here now. That meant you probably didn’t need to be, and you doubted he’d notice if you slipped out and took an Uber home. 

*

“Have you seen the girl I came in with, before everybody else got here?”

Matthew had gotten a little too caught up in spending some off time with the guys that he kind of abandoned her. He hoped she was off somewhere socializing with someone else and wouldn’t be be bothered. After checking the entire place and speaking to a bunch of people who claimed they hadn’t seen her in a while, he found himself talking to the girl behind the skate rental counter. 

“She left, turned in her skates like twenty-five minutes ago.”

“What? Did she happen to say why?”

“Nope, just gave back her skates, told me to have a good day and headed out.”

His head was spinning and his feelings were more than a little hurt. They were having fun before everyone else arrived, at least he thought so. What had changed?

“You good, man?”

“Yeah, thank you.”

Matthew replaced his skates with his shoes and set them underneath the table. He couldn’t just leave what was supposed to be a team event, but he needed to know what happened and stepped outside to make the phone call.

Her phone rang twice before she answered. 

“Hello?”

“Uh, hi. What the fuck?”

It came out angrier than intended but fine, maybe he was a little angry. 

“What?”

“You just bailed on me. Why?”

“I just assumed now that everyone was there you’d want to spend time with them. You rarely get to do fun stuff like this with them so I just figured..”

“I get to skate with them everyday. It’s literally my job. I wanted to spend time with you,” he paused for a second to recover, “as friends, obviously.”

At least the first part was true. 

“Oh.”

Oh? That was all she had to say?

“Well, I need to get back inside so I guess I’ll just see you when I see you.” 

“Ok,” he was too irritated and hurt to notice that her voice had gone just a little bit softer. 

*

Matthew ended the call without saying goodbye and you knew you fucked up. He hadn’t been paying much attention to you though, and he looked like he was having so much fun, and maybe you were a little scared that people would get the wrong idea if you hung around him the entire time. 

That’s what friends did though, right? Spent time together? You knew you couldn’t go back to the rollerskating rink and face him, but you knew you couldn’t leave things the way they were. 

His phone went to voicemail after the normal amount of ringing, which you figured would happen. He definitely wasn’t going to be waiting around for you to get in touch with him after ditching the hangout. 

“Look Matt,” you went casual hoping it would soften him a bit, “I’m really sorry I left. I honestly didn’t think you’d be mad but clearly I was wrong. If I’m being honest, this thing happening between us is the most confusing relationship, if you can even call it that, that I’ve ever had and I’m having a really hard time navigating it. Again, I’m sorry for ditching you. I guess I’ll see you at work. I hope you still have fun today.”

++

You were pretty deep into the second season of “The Circle” and a ten piece spicy nuggets from Wendy’s when your phone vibrated. It was a text from Matthew and you were scared to read it. 

So you decided not to, not yet anyway. Hopping off the couch, you headed into the kitchen and poured yourself a considerable glass of wine and downed it like it was a shot of tequila, and then you did it a second time. After that, you grabbed the barely touched bottle of tequila from your cabinet and poured yourself a shot, tossing it back with no chaser. 

It was too much at once but you got comfortably tipsy pretty quickly and decided that it was time to open his message. 

Get out of your fucking head and just hang out with me. We’re trying to be friends, not work out how to handle an arranged marriage. I’ll be home tonight, head up if you want

If he was offering, who were you not to take him up on it?

*

Someone was pounding entirely too aggressively on Matthew’s door and he had an idea of who it might be.

“Jesus, I have neighbors!” 

Matthew pulled her into his apartment and shut the door behind them. He noticed her slightly glazed eyes and the silly smile on her lips, “why are you only cool with me when you’re drunk?”

“I’m not drunk,” she defended, “just nicely tipsy.”

“Come on,” he lead her into the kitchen and thrust a bottle of water into her hands, “drink this.”

“Fine,” she huffed but did it anyway and he couldn’t deny how cute he thought that was. 

She downed the water and seemed to be a little more stable but he wasn’t sure.

“You want to come watch TV with me?”

“Depends, what are you watching?” 

“The Circle.”

“Which season?!” 

She lit up at his response and fuck, that was fucking adorable too.

“Second season, you watch it?”

“Yes! I’m on the tenth episode!”

“I’m only on the second, do you mind watching stuff you’ve already seen?”

“Not at all, I love this show!”

She fell asleep with her head on his chest within twenty minutes and he didn’t dare try and move her so he continued watching the episodes in the same position and finally let himself fall asleep when Netflix asked if he was ‘still watching?’

*

You woke up on a couch you didn’t recognize with your head on a chest you weren’t familiar with. It wasn’t until you stretched your arms and your hand slid into a mess of curls that you realized where you were. 

“Fuck,” his voice was heavy with sleep, “you’re going to have to fuck me if you want to pull my hair like that.”

“Shit,” he was up quickly and practically shoving you off of him, “I didn’t mean that.”

“Jesus, Matthew,” you chuckled at the expression on his face and stood up from the couch to stretch, “this is the worst couch I’ve ever slept on. I thought you had money?” 

“Shut up.”

He ran a hand through his curls as he stood up and you couldn’t stop yourself from watching. Matthew was only dressed in a pair of basketball shorts that hung low on his hips. You counted his abs and wished you had been sober when you slept on them because then you could have truly appreciated them. 

“Eyes on mine,” a smug smile sat on his lips, “you’ve had plenty of looks, no more until you’re willing to return the favor.” 

Matthew Tkachuk was an irritating, annoying pest and an overall pain the fucking ass but he was lovely to look at and you’d always known it. If he could be a scandalous flirt, so could you.

“I could say the same to you. Your eyes have been below my neck since we got up and I think it has something to do with the tank top and shorts I’m wearing.”

He was standing in front of you now, his chest less than an inch from yours and the sexual tension radiating off the two of you was strong enough to cut diamond. 

“I’m looking respectfully,” he commented, “I respect the fact that you are beautiful and that I don’t just want to be your friend. I, respectfully, want so much more than that.” 

There it was fucking was. Matthew didn’t want to be your friend, and you didn’t want to be his either. 

“I’m going to, respectfully, tell you that I don’t want to be your friend either. Also, respectfully, I’d like you to ruin me, Matthew Tkachuk.”

#Matthew Tkachuk #Matthew Tkachuk imagine #matt tkachuk #nhl imagine #hockey imagine

[dmb-fngrl]

Summer Bluberries--Monoma Neito

A/N: This is my second ABO fic ever. My first one is, sadly, still up, and I hope this one is much better! Thanks for 50+ followers!

TW: ABO, Scenting, Falling in Love, Alpha Monoma, Omega Reader

(I got this wonderful picture from @agustcult​)

It was a different smell than you’d expect from an Alpha. It was warm, comforting, and sugary-sweet. He smelled exactly like a fresh blueberry pie.

His disposition, however, was less sweet.

No one else understood your fondness for the blonde Alpha, but you saw something--be it the hidden softness, the fierce loyalty to his class, or that sweet, sweet blueberry scent--no one else did.  Even when he would insult your class, you couldn’t help but hope those words would be directed at you. He was insulting you far less frequently than he used to, and even if they were insults, you felt yourself craving any form of attention you could get from Monoma.

You were beginning to feel lonely, especially around your already-mated friends. The Omegas had someone to help them with heats, Alphas had someone to protect, and Betas just loved being tied to someone forever. You were the only unmated Omega in your class, causing some of the unmated Alphas (mainly Todoroki and Bakugou) to vie for your attention. It was stifling when they didn’t allow you to speak to whoever they assumed was their competition, including the fruit-scented object of your affections. 

One such occurrence happened on a warm spring afternoon as you were training outside. You punched the bag in front of you, pausing to catch your breath before you smelled a clean scent--almost like hand sanitizer--float towards you.

“How’re you doing, baby?” the dual-colored Alpha purred, sauntering up to you, wreathing you in his near-antiseptic scent. It was too sharp, too harsh for your tastes. You couldn’t find it in you to dislike him though. Even if he had tried to keep you from other Alphas, Todoroki had never been less than courteous to you.

Unfortunately, where there was one, the other always followed, and soon the scent of ash and fire began to compete with the disinfectant smell in your nose. 

“Hey, Y/N. Is this extra bothering you?” Bakugou walked up behind you, shoving Todoroki away with his shoulder and wrapping his arm around yours. You shook the overly aggressive Alpha off, continuing to punch your punching bag (that it was a miracle that you got outside, thank you teleportation quirk!) as if neither of them was there. 

They, of course, continued to talk, bragging of their accomplishments and having small skirmishes over who was the better Alpha. Finally, your watch beeped, signaling the end of your workout. Neither Alpha seemed to notice, still fighting over why you should give me attention instead of him! You grabbed onto your equipment, a bright flash of light surrounded you, and you were safe. Back in your dorm, away from those thickheaded Alphas outside.

You purred softly, your Omega finally at rest as you took in the sights and smells of your dorm. Your scent--you had been told it was like honeysuckle and apples--mixed with the scent of one particular hoodie at the bottom of your nest. You had stolen it from Monoma’s room when Class 3-B was on a field trip. It barely held his scent anymore, so you had a few options.

A: Go to his dorm and ask him, politely, to scent a few more hoodies for you and also you and a large portion of your nest.

B: Sneak over to his room and steal more clothes.

You went with option B, deciding that that would be far less humiliating and far less likely to get you caught by anyone from your class. The only people who knew were a select few from both of your classes, and they wouldn’t tell a soul. 

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You decided to make your move that night, when you had picked up that Monoma would be on a late shift at his internship. Unfortunately, since you hadn’t seen it before, you couldn’t teleport directly to his room. You could only find their building, sneaking through the common room to the boys’ hallway. Luckily, all the doors were labelled with names.

You eventually found Monoma’s room, labelled with a sign that had beautiful white flowers edging it. The door clicked as you unlocked it, and you cringed at the sound. You shut the door behind you, making sure no one saw you enter. Taking a deep sniff in, you instantly felt comforted. The scent of blueberry and sugar flooded your senses. 

You opened his closet, sifting through its contents for the exact right piece of clothing to add to your nest. Despite the door opening and closing sounding monumentally loud when you did it, it was actually very quiet. Either that, or you were way too absorbed in finding another of Monoma’s hoodies. Said Alpha was now watching you, mouth agape and mind whirling.

You were the one who had stolen his hoodie? Monoma didn’t keep track or anything, but the one you had taken had been his favorite, and he knew he didn’t leave it in the laundry basket or anywhere else, for that matter. But you had taken it? To be fair, Monoma was decently attractive. For every person who found him annoying, there was someone willing to overlook that for his good looks and charm. Of all the available Omegas he could’ve had, it seemed ironic that he would fall for one from his rival class. The Alpha couldn’t find it in his heart to hurt you, though, so his insults had been few and far between. 

And here you were, basically professing your affection for him by stealing his clothes. Finally, you found one of his t-shirts that was up to your taste, burying your nose in it and giving it a deep sniff. Monoma had just enough time to jump up, closing the door behind him as quietly as he could in his haste. You didn’t notice, using your quirk to go back to your room. You had had one too many close calls on your way to Monoma’s room, and you wished to avoid any on the way back (unbeknownst to you, you had already been caught).

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Monoma began to try and take later shifts at his internship, noting that whenever he did, more of his shirts would disappear. The only downside to this was that he was beginning to run out of shirts. He knew at some point he would have to confront you about it, but he couldn’t deny how his Alpha adored seeing you happy. You had been practically preening these past few weeks, too, enjoying the pseudo-attention you were getting from Monoma. It was nothing compared to the real thing, but being surrounded by the Alpha’s scent was good for you. 

Still, he couldn’t ignore the fact that he was running out of shirts. He decided that Thursday would be the night. He told all his friends that he would be working, but he was actually hiding in his closet, lying in wait.

You came in a little after 9, opening and closing the door with the same caution you did every time you tried this. You paused to close your eyes, taking in Monoma’s scent once again. You cooed, softly, letting out pleasant pheromones that you hoped didn’t taint the room too much. Monoma had to fight back a purr at the scent.

You shoved apart the doors, pausing mid-sniff and letting out a shriek as you saw the blonde squatting on the floor. You began rambling out apologies, averting your eyes as a sign of respect to the Alpha, although you had probably disrespected him already by stealing his property.

You were still going on and on, mumbling something about returning all of his clothes, and never coming back again, but you barely had time to breathe before Monoma captured your lips in a tender kiss. “I’m not mad,” he said, “You may be a typical class 1-A idiot, but I could never be mad at you, Y/N. Just, please return my shirts? I need those.”

You nodded numbly, blinking your eyes to help you process if you just heard what you thought you did. He...wasn’t mad that you stole his clothes? Even better, he kissed you? You were so lost in thought that you barely registered what Monoma said next.

“Oh, but, love?” Your heart flipped at the nickname. “Keep that first sweatshirt you took. Consider it a courting gift.”

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