#I NEED.... A PEN.. NOWWW...

[sqwdkllr]

dude your art is so amazing..i fucking love how you do anatomy, and linework, its just so perfect and also your qsmp designs??!? so fucking cool. your deathduo especially is so so dear to me<3 and your bluebird au(/aus?) amd your bluebird art in general its just so <33333…and your qsmp entities like cucu and eye creature and especially baribel, MAN those are singlehandedly my favorite qnpc designs theyre so great like. how the eye guy just has Teeth that come out of his head wherever?? and all your little headcanons about the bears??? THEYRE SO COOL MAN. and your philza with the patches on his pants n the baby zombie scar on his leg (also whats the scar on his nose from?)(also also i love your phils hair, like the short with the little braid its so neat:DD), and pommes hijab braids, and the zippers on th back of cucu and ositos heads (i have yet to figure out what those are for but ehatever theyre cool anyway) n just like. the thought and detail that goes into them, im rambling but aa<333 theyre all amazing:) OU AND YOUR COMICS,, i love love love how you structure n format them because theyre so dynamic and interesting while still being super readable and the ART IVE SAID IT ALREADY BUT I NEED TO SAY IT AGAIN I LOVE YOUR STYLE SO MUCH. its just so nice. like how you use general shapes and like i dont know how to explain it but its cool:)) your art lives in this little spot in my brain rent free…made me subconsciously kind of incorporated stuff you do into my own art process like sketching shit in blue LOL

anyway sorry for the wall of text i just needed to rant a tiny bit because youre one of my fsvorite artists n you inspire me so much ssob,,anyway have a good day mate

This ask makes my heart explode oh my goddd. I'm so happy you enjoy the stuff I put out augghh that so sweet THIS ENTIRE MESSAGE IS SO SWEET WTF. I hope you are ready for a ramble about hc/theory/design choices. Seriously its long-

I have so many head canons I like showing. Some lean towards theory territory and others I legitimately do not believe in myself BUT I like drawing it out because WHY NOT !!?? I like the whimsy of it all

THE BLUEBIRD AU is purely me having fun. Its such an angst filled au that is coated with a mask of nuclear family and hurt/comfort. In reality its like being hit with a sauce pan repeatedly. I'm more of a scientist Jaiden believer personally. DON’T GET ME STARTED ON DEATHDUO- Man I want to go back to drawing self-indulgent stuff for that. Fuck this ask is making my brain engine go insane AUGHH-

Like stuff about Osito just being a huge flirt because of their exposure to Roier from the beginning or Baribal being a pot head, yeah those sort of head cannons I'm sure people are dying to hear from me (sarcasm). Or more serious ones like the relationship, more like lack of, between Cucurucho and Baribal being one of miscommunication that snowballed into hate but never enough to kill each other. Literally the trope of "twins separated where one is raised within evil and other is forced to take them down" but it's very dark grey from both sides. YESSIR

Or other theory territory like federation not knowing that Cucurucho and Osito are not the same person because it’s a secret- BUT THAT’S VERY FANON/THEORY TERRITORY AND TOO CONVOLUTED FOR HERE-

Oh and of course more tame head cannons like sexualities and stuff. Cucurucho is aromantic to me. All of them are transgender. The entire fed staff. Fuck even the purgatory island goobers. No real concept of what gender is and sort of adopted what the islanders do or what the federation refers to them as. It's just not a thing, same with labels on sexuality. If you like someone then you just like them and that’s how it rolls !!

THE WATCHER. MAN DO I HAVE THOUGHTS ON THIS GUY. Like actual constant threat and you are left scrambling trying to figure out the rules of not pushing the wrong buttons so you stay alive. I know his concept art had like him as a human at some point, but I like fungus goop watcher more. Little goober who just so happen to survive the longest, learn the most, and as a result evolve to what he is now. Eventually became strong enough to overthrow the previous leader (and consume them-) and is now king of the purgatory island in privacy. Until the new islanders were sent there ofc. So yeah, bro is very old, its why Cucurucho has no clue who this dude is when he does get to put a face to the name.

PHILZA. This guy is the kinda guy to put survival above all. So I like to imagine that not only would he be covered in scars because he tanks most of the hits and is generally a very selfless person- SOME SCARS HAVE A REASON ! The zombie scar being one of course, semi infected bc I like to think that he did not die in his hc world but rather came close to it. And his buildings is what caught the attention of the goddess of death and allowed for her to give him immortality and be her eyes in the mortal realm as her angel of death. So the poison is still in his foot, just unmoving. Stuck in time just like his body unable to age. As for the scar on his cheek? Nightmare Stalker grabbing him by the face and throwing him in the ocean the second time he tried to get up to save Tallulah. The only evidence left of that night happening. YES SHORT HAIR PHILZA AND POMME WITH A HIJAB YESSS

The zippers are supposed to show that their "head" is not actually what they look like. It’s a helmet/mask. I don't draw their real faces out of fear of making them look too "human" but rather I enjoy the implication that they COULD LOOK LIKE any other islander. Isn’t the thought that this horrible twisted shell of a being could look just as human as you so much more eerie? I dunno I was watching horror analysis videos of the unknown while building the fanon side of them- Now why their masks can emote?,,, its cartoon logic !! And it's cute I have so many thoughts on these guys can you tell? OH MY GODD THANK YOU THO. Augh this is the sweetest message ive ever read pls.im so so very glad these little guys can make you happy. That’s such an honor fr !!

#posts that have a high change of me rbing or linking this later with art #i talk a lot and you all will suffer with it #ask #anon #anon you have no clue how much of a motivation boost this was #I NEED.... A PEN.. NOWWW...

[osachiyo]

BRO THE NEW CHAPTERS ARE JUST YIP YAP AND YUP IM ABOUT TO START TWEAKING. THE FANDOM LOST THEIR MINDS DURING THAT WEEK BREAK JUST FOR THIS. SOMEONE TAKE THE PEN AWAY FROM GEGE NOWWW.

yes I know that not all chapters are going to be hype 😭

HELPPP no bc someone needs to shut them up, ur so right 😭

#chiyoh talks ☆ # ꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ msg ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱ # ꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ user aypiyai ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱ #mooties #STOP TALKINGGGGGUH #i dont like dialogues pls ehejhehe

[jebblyphishes]

okokok so I just got like, 6 vials of bl**d taken at the hospital and it hurrrts so can I ask for a small senarios with val and azmo (seperate) (also my comfort characters lol) dealing with a super whiny and loopy s/o (they them) that just got they blood taken? like, "oh no I can't open this door cause my arms broken nowww" and like constantly asking them to kiss it better sorry if none of this made sense I just woke up from s nap and I thought of dis thank youuuu

Valentino

Valentino's limo screeched to a halt outside the building his S/O had said they would be; from out of the back, he kicked open the door and had his gun at the ready. All he had was a location and a text that said, 'They're stealing all my blood! :(' He had thought that their routine visit to the doctor had turned into something terrible, especially when another text came, 'I'm bleeding everywhere!'.

So when he looked through the glass doors of the office and saw his S/O sitting quite comfortably on a sofa, he lowered his weapon and walked in. Squinting at them, looking them over for damage and then he rubbed his temple - they were a headache at times. "I expected blood, sweetie. Where's all the blood and the people I need to kill?" his lower hands sat on his hips whilst the left upper put his gun away, and the right continued to rub his head. "You're a brat."

"But I'm dyiiing!" They whined and fell to their side on the sofa, pouting up at him and pointing to the bandage on their arm. "They took like... seventy vials!" Valentino very much doubted that and sighed; of all the sinners in the pride ring, sexy, cool and rich people - he chose this doughnut. "Vaaaal! It hurrrts!"

"Yeah, yeah." He mumbled and reached down to pick them up, "Let's go home, and I'll kiss it all better for you."

S/O giggled and looked at the receptionist, who was trying not to laugh at the way they flopped in the Overlord's arms, "He's not gonna kiss my boo boo - He's gonna go allll the way down to my-"

Valentino cleared his throat and looked at the other person, "What kind of drugs did you give them, and where can I buy more?"

"Uh, no drugs, that's just... blood loss."

Hands smacked onto Valentino's cheeks, and then his glasses were gone from his face, "You're so pretty! Like... like a big, purple... caterpillar!"

Would it be wrong for Valentino to leave them there?

Asmodeus

Asmodeus looked toward the door of his lounge, they weren't open yet, but he could see that it was his S/O struggling to open the glass doors. They had a key for the entrance at the back... What were they doing? The Prince put his pen down, leaving paperwork on the table he had been using and headed for the door. His S/O was slapping their hand on the glass with their left hand and whining at it; he had barely reached the door when they let out a moan and slid down the glass onto the floor. "What on...?" Asmodeus opened the door and crouched down to poke gently at them, "Are you okay down there? Was the locked door too difficult for you?"

"Ozziiieee!" They reached up with one hand and made a grabby gesture whilst they pouted, "My arms are broken! I can't walk cos my arms are broken!"

Okay? The giant demon pressed his lips together so that he wouldn't laugh too loudly at the shenanigans, "Oh, honey, what did the doctor do to you, hmm?"

"They stole all of my blood!" Finally, Asmodeus reached down and picked them up, bringing them level with his face, "All of it! And broke my arms!"

He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to their head, the faces on either side also doing the same. So they were dizzy from blood loss? And he just knew they hadn't stopped to eat or drink before staggering back home to him. "Silly, little thing. How about we get you something good to eat and sit with me so that I can feed you - since your arms are broken from that tiny needle."

"Yay! Cuddles with Oz-mosis!" They raised both arms up into the air and promptly fell into the luxurious pillow that was Asmodeus's fluffy chest. Asmodeus cooed at them and pet their head, all the while planning to record this and send it to Fizzarolli later.

#helluva boss #hazbin hotel #needles #blood #valentino #asmodeus #drug mention

[rachaelswrites]

WRITE IDEA ONE NOWWW😩😩🥺🥺

Okay, okay!!! (This might be a little long but oh well)

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Spencer was a little unsure about bringing his three year old to his college lectures. His students weren’t really a huge fan of him and bringing his child pros Ju wouldn’t help.

He was already running late. His babysitter cancelled on him last minute and the team was away so he had to quickly get you dressed and out the door. On the way to his classroom, you kept getting distracted and stopped every few feet. You were reading all the signs and plaques that lined the hallway.

“Y/n we gotta go,” your dad said, picking you up and walking a bit quicker.

“But I’m rweading daddy,” you whined.

“I know and that’s really good for you but daddy has to get to his class,”

He finally reached the class, only a minute later. He walked over to his desk and sat you down in his desk chair, “Sorry I was late everyone. It was a difficult morning,” he gestured towards you. You sat his his chair, looking all around.

Most of the students laughed, one of the first times this semester. Spencer got about halfway through his lecture when he noticed most people weren’t looking at him or the board. They were watching you. You managed to capture their attention by messing around with the pens and paper clips on your dad’s desk.

“Oh Y/n,” Spencer mumbled to himself. Luckily his chair had wheels so he rolled you over next to him so he could keep on eye on you better.

After the class, a few students came up to you and your dad and asked if he would bring you again. Spencer had no idea they would react this way so of course he said yes.

The next day, he was handing back paper he had graded and he was going to have you help, “If everyone would like to write their name on the name tag so Y/n can return your papers,” he instructed. He handed you a small stack of papers, “If you need help, just ask okay?”

You nodded and started working your way through the papers. For a three year old, you had pretty advanced reading skills so you didn’t have many problems. You got to a paper that was written in cursive. You hadn’t learned that yet so you tapped on a girls shoulder for help.

“What this say?” You asked her.

She smiled at you and read the paper, “It says Anna Johnston. Do you need help finding her?”

You nodded and she stood up from her seat. She helped you give the paper back to its owner. You finished passing them out pretty quickly and sat back in your dad’s chair.

Spencer had a habit of rambling off facts to you, even if you didn’t understand what they were about. You recognized some of the things he was saying so you listened intently.

#x daughter!reader #x child reader #spencer reid

[animedaddymilkers]

Kinkmas 2020: Day 15

Prompt: Cockwarming w/ Choji

Genre: Smut/18+ || Tags: Cockwarming, Slight Sub/Dom, Penetrative Sex || Characters: Choji Akimichi, Gender Neutral Reader || read it on ao3 here

"Chojiiii, are you finished with work yet?" You impatiently paced around his office, knowing your mere presence was irritating him.

He had little restraint when it came to you, in the sense that he wanted nothing more than to give you attention, but this stupid paperwork wouldn't finish itself, "I'm almost done, sweetheart. I promise."

The response was mumbled and you huffed, the stack of papers next to him telling a different story, "No you're not! I want cuddles, Choji! Can't you take a break~?"

Your desperate whines physically pained him, he hated seeing you in need of something. He sighed heavily and rubbed at his face before meeting your eyes, "Come here, I can kill two birds with one stone."

The way your face lit up made him smile and he pulled away from his desk enough so you could happily clamor onto his lap. You positioned yourself on top of him, legs wrapped around his waist and face burying into his warm chest. He squeezed his arms around you and went about continuing his paperwork. It was easy for him to see over your shoulder and now that you were occupied as well, he went back into work mode. For a while, it worked efficiently. That is until you started squirming ever so slightly, hips moving against his in small movements. The grip on his pen tightened and he looked down at you, face still nuzzled into his chest.

"Sweetheart," the pet name came out as a warning, willing you to stop your teasing, "I have work to do. We can play after I'm done."

"But, Choji, I want to play nowww."

His heart hurt when you used that tone of voice on him and mixed with the puppy dog eyes, he almost gave in, but at the last second, he steeled his resolve, "No. Later. Now stop moving or I'll have to punish you."

You muttered upset that you weren't getting your way but you obliged his order. The movement of your hips stopped and you went back to just cuddling your boyfriend. He finished a couple more reports, occasionally rubbing down your back before picking his pen back up. The close contact between you two was enjoyable despite the silence of the room. The silence of which let your thoughts run wild, mainly to sinful ideas of the man in front of you. Without completely meaning it, your hips started to move on their own accord, pressing down into his crotch. Choji tried to ignore it, desperate to finish the paperwork before he entertained the thought of attending to your desires. But when your hips pressed down especially rough he ended up breaking the pen in his hand and growling lowly.

"I told you to wait, sweetheart. But you just couldn't, could you? I suppose now I have to punish you as I promised. What a shame."

His large hands easily ripped your pants off of you, leaving your bottom half completely bare. You squeaked in surprise but bit your lip, anticipating what was to come. Thinking maybe he was going to use his hands on you or maybe even give a few spankings as a punishment, you were near confused when he pulled out his cock. He was going to fuck you already? Not like you were going to complain! Choji grabbed the lube from his desk drawer and lathered his fat cock up before sliding right into you. You moaned at the stretch and he helped you all the way down before picking up another pen. The sound of his pen scratching across the paper broke you from the trance, looking up to see he wasn't even paying attention to you anymore.

"Wha-"

"Only those who listen get rewarded. Now you can sit there with it inside of you until I'm done. You wanted to cuddle, you got it. You wanted my cock, you got it. Surely, you can't be that greedy to want more, right? Now take it like a good, little sweetheart. I only have ten more reports to go through. And. No. Moving."

The realization sank in as you accepted your fate. Nothing more than a cock sleeve for now in reparation of your actions. With the possibility of being denied orgasm, you were intent on obeying him. It wasn't easy though, Choji was big and it was hard to even breathe without being reminded of the large cock intruding in on you. He was hard inside of you and it made you shiver, though you were desperate not to move. Instead, you found purchase in gripping at his shirt, further burying your face into his chest. Quietly, you let out whimpers and mewls of noises that would briefly encourage Choji to write a bit faster. Sure, he didn't like punishing you, but this punishment could barely be called that. He would never leave you unsatisfied unless you really disobeyed. And the feeling of you wrapped around him was so tempting, he had to hold himself back from thrusting up into you on several occasions.

With the hand that wasn't writing, he held your back and rubbed gently. After a while he even slipped the hand under your shirt, giving you skin to skin contact, silently letting you know he was still thinking about you, thinking about finishing what you were asking for. An hour of being impaled on his cock passed before you felt him twitch inside of you, the feeling making you moan and grip tighter on his shirt. It was just because he got caught up on his thoughts and your reaction almost caused him to slip up and fuck you right then and there. But he was so close to finishing as it was, so he let you get resituated and continued his work with vigor. Kami, he only had two more to go, please give him strength.

When he finished the last report he slammed his hand down on the desk, rather excitedly. The sound shocked you a bit and he quickly apologized, "Er, sorry. But! I'm done! Which means you can finally get what you've wanted since you sat on my lap, sweetheart."

Hearing that you whined and finally wiggled your hips against his before his hand gripped your waist, "But don't think that means I'm not in charge."

His voice was low and gruff and drove you wild as he laid you down on the desk, finished papers moved neatly to the side, "You were such a good like cock warmer, sweetie. Should make you do it more often."

You whined, just desperate for him to move at this point, your hole clenching around him. His hips pulled back and for the first time in over an hour, his cock began to exit you. Though he didn't pull it all the way out, only leaving the tip in before pushing back in. You were past the point of needing to be worked up, already so turned on that you couldn't even dream of holding your moans back. He slammed back inside of you and your hands slapped around his shoulders, nails digging into his back. Choji's arms surrounded your upper body as he fucked in and out of you, cock already twitching inside of you. Having both been so worked up before you even started, it was obvious neither of you were going to last long.

Unsurprisingly, you were the first one to cum, hole clenching down on the cock that was molding your insides to fit it perfectly. Kisses were pressed into your neck as you panted and squirmed, trying to coax him to cum too. You didn't have to coax long though, as Choji grunted and buried himself deep within you. His warm cum filled your hole and you whined out at the feeling. He slowly thrust a few more times before picking you up in his arms, cock still planted deep in your hole.

"You did such a good job earlier, sweetheart, I think you should keep my cock warm for the rest of the night."

hope you enjoyed! remember likes & reblogs help me reach more people! :D

#naruto #naruto x reader #choji akimichi #choji x reader #choji x you #reader insert #gender neutral reader #gender neutral s/o #kinkmas 2020 #smut #naruto smut #x you #x reader

[kithtaehyung]

There’s so much 😭 I can’t possibly say it all right now but I read it and it’s exactly right as usual. Just wanted to say try not to sweat the whole expectations things. While I’m always expecting the updates to be amazing (they never miss either 🤧) they also always surprise I don’t like that word for it but that’s why you’re the writer and I’m not 😂 me? It always ends up being something that feels so natural that I forget any expectations I had beforehand anyways. I’m not sure I could ever be disappointed with something you put out bc you can tell you care about these characters just as much as we do. My mind is still boggling from the things I sort of anticipated from just how the story was progressing (and those spoilers, thanks Min Yoongi 😂) and all the little details I didn’t know I needed until they happened.

Also don’t think I won’t be back here to scream as soon as I can…two things i need to get out there tho… 1) HIS SILENCE AFTER THE CLUB MENTION 2) THE ENTIRE POST TICKLE CONVO I- 🧍🏽‍♀️I’M READY TO DIG OUT MY HIGHLIGHTERS AND COLORED PENS FROM GOD KNOWS WHERE AND ANNOTATE THAT ISH BC AHHHH (screaming in tiny bc THIS WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE THE POINT OF THIS ASK BUT I COULDN’T NOT SAY ANYTHING)

AHHH mikayla i am actually so so excited to hear what you have to say bc there was a lot in this chapter. a LOT. but that's what i needed to to hear about the expectations thing, so thank you. i do want to keep you all guessing (sound familiar? sdlkfjk) while still keeping it the same vibe.

oh god, i really do care about these characters so damn much. the way i am severely attached.... it's ridiculous. i'm just glad you all care about them, too. LMAO nowww can you see why i was so ready to fight him?? it was damn hard trying to pick which things to spoil bc i wanted so much of it to be a surprise!

also, all the things you mentioned :'))) PLEASE i was soft af writing this one and I AM READY FOR THE ANNOTATIONS LOVE IM ON THE EDGE OF MY SEAT but also waiting v v patiently :) AHHH i'm legitimately smiling i'm so stoked PFFFT

#seriously thank you for saying that! #i needed that #mikayla! #asks:3tan #3tan5 #lovely people #*ryenfictalk #mailbox💌

[mxbottleflip]

The Boyz - Son Eric [Smut] :^)

sorry i'm too uncreative for captions

heya ! after procrastinating for the last few hours i'm finally able to post my very first smut, yay ! enjoy, my loves ♡

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pairing: {brattamer/dom!eric (tbz) x fem!brat!reader}

summary: {eric is busy studying and you think of a way to get his attention-turning into smut obv.}

word count: {~1,3-1,4k}

warnings: {none really, issa smut lol}

requested: {yes, by anon ! dw i gotchu :D}

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~tysm for the request !~

(also eric is still going to school in this au sksks felt like giving him homework to focus on fit pretty nice)

NOT PROOF READ BECAUSE I'M TOO LAZY MYSELF AND HAVE NO FRIENDS TO DO THAT FOR ME (:

ACTUAL START DOWN HERE

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the way eric licked his lips while working on his homework got you weak in the knees. he looked so incredibly hot whenever he was concentrating on something, you could watch him for years. "y/n could you please stop staring at me like that ? it kinda makes me nervous..", eric finally spoke up and turned around in his seat to look at you. you were sitting right next to him and probably haven't looked away a single time since he started studying.

your eyes were scanning his face, all of his features.. his damn good looking face almost made you angry. "what the fuck are you so handsome for ??", you yelled and let out a fake cry. eric just laughed at it and turned back to the bunch of papers infront of him: "yeah i mean if i had nothing good about me, i wouldn't have such a gorgeous girlfriend like you eh ?"

his words also put a smile on your face, but honestly you weren't in the mood for sweet talk right now. you've been extremely horny since you guys woke up in the morning and eric rather gave all his attention to his stupid homework than to his "gorgeous girlfriend".

"how long will that stuff take ? i've been waiting for hours and i need you right nowww", you whine. "mhm patience my girl, rushing me wont help you", he responds.

a sigh left your mouth and you let your hand fall on his thigh, resting it there for some time. he obviously didn't mind, so you started carressing it, giving it some squeezes in between. "y/n please, if the fact that you are staring at me all the time didn't make me nervous enough, this is, for sure.. i'll be finished very soon and will be all yours then, alright ?", he scratched his head and gently pushed your hand away from his thigh. flashing him the biggest smile and nodding at the same time, you stood up and walked over to his closet. you'd be getting what you wanted, one way or another.

you opened erics closet, looking for one of his shirts to throw on. after you found what you were looking for, you unclasped your bra and pulled your shirt over your head. tossing them both on the floor, you turned around to see if eric was looking - no chance. you groaned, took off your pants and threw them onto your other clothes. while quickly slipping his shirt over, you still kept an eye on him. honestly how could anyone look THAT hot while studying ??

you were now left with only his big ass tshirt and your panties on, making your way back to him. instead of sitting back onto your own seat, you let yourself down on erics lap. he let out a sigh once again: "you comfortable now, ma'am ?" you hummed in response and started to move around a little, trying to get even more 'comfortable'.

"if you insist on sitting in my lap, could you at least stay still ? listen, you're not the only person in this household who'd prefer to do something else right now, but i really have to get this done and having you move around on my dick is not helpi- is that my shirt you're wearing ??"

this time you didn't respond in any way, you just kept moving around and squeezing his thighs. eric tried to push you off of his lap, but you stayed stubborn: "is there a problem with it ? also,, your little friend's telling me you love having me in your lap.."

"no, there's not but.. please get up, i can't work like that ! and never call my dick 'little friend' again !", he complained. after he tried to push you away multiple times, you actually got up and were now standing next to him, looking like you don't belong anywhere.

"you know i'd love to spend my time with you right now, but i really have to focus on studying at the moment.. also, why the hell are you not wearing pants anymore ??", he groaned after seeing your bare legs poke out below his shirt, ".. you're really something else, you know that, right ? just let me finish my work now." you had to hold back a laugh at how annoyed he seemed, but compared to you, eric didn't think there was anything to laugh about. he rolled his eyes, concentrating on his studies again.

at this point you were becoming a little frustrated too, not understanding how he could still resist you and STILL prefer working on school rather than working on you (ehehe). all of the sudden an idea came to your mind, that one has to work for sure !you grabbed the pen he was currently writing with and threw it on the floor;

"oh noo, seems like you dropped something.. let me help you !"

you bend down in front of him, revealing half your ass and picking up the pen, when you're being pulled back onto his lap again. "enough of that, stop playing around already. you just wont let me study, will you ? fucking brat, you think you can keep acting up like that all day and expect me to stay calm ?"

out of shock you dropped the pen you just picked up again and immediatly felt your heat throbbing at his reaction.

did that really just work ??

now he was the one to squeeze your thighs, but he didn't go easy on you. he grabbed a handful of your flesh and roughly kneaded it until you felt a burning pain spreading in that area, the pain causing you to moan. "bet you just wanted me to snap at some point, right ? test how far you could push me until i go crazy ?" you hummed, slightly embarrassed at the fact, that seeing your boyfriend being annoyed of you turned you on that much.

after you admitted to that, his hands were quick to find their way to your core, rubbing your clothed clit. you let your head fall back onto his chest, "knew it.. ", he whispered. eric also murmured something else you didn't quiet understand, but you were just trying to enjoy the moment really. "all that teasing just for the tiniest bit of pleasure..", he then added, ".. you couldn't even be patient about it.. unbelievable."

after a good minute of him straight up teasing you, you started whining. "please, s-stop teasing me..", you stuttered.

"huh, what did you say ? weren't you the one to start all the teasing ?", he cheekily asked, and you just groaned in response. "come on, speak up baby, tell me what you want." "please.. just touch me eric god damn, i've been waiting for this the entire day, i really need you, please.."

that earned you a little chuckle from eric: "hmm i don't think you derseve to be touched at all, thinking of the way you acted up all day..", regardless of what he just said, he got rid of your panties and started properly rubbing your clit. his free hand went up to your throat, giving it a good squeeze, "you've been such a brat, not listening to me and teasing me all day.. shouldn't i be punishing you rather than pleasuring you now ?"

you shook your head 'no': "you just looked so good concentrating on your stuff and all and- oh fuck..", you were interrupted by him letting a finger sink into you, curling it upwards and squeezing your throat tighter. finally getting what you wanted just felt way too good..

"god, feels like you're soaking and i haven't even started yet..", eric panted and started moving his finger inside of you, soon adding another one. "feels.. so nice.. please keep going.." your breathing became even heavier as the hand that was resting around your throat now went down to your boobs, teasing your nipples and twisting them gently. by that time you could feel an obvious bulge poking at your butt, so you tried lifting your hips a bit and returning the favor. "don't even think about that, you're not getting to touch me", eric demands, increasing the speed of his fingers pumping in and out of you, "drop your attitude first."

"i-i don't know what you mean..", you panted and closed your eyes, to solely focus on his actions. "oh, so now you don't know what i'm talking about anymore ?", he mocked and pumped his fingers as far into you as he could, earning a surprised moan from you, ".. you don't remember dropping that pen on purpose just to show your fucking ass off to me ? was that someone else then ?" him bringing that up made you clench around his fingers and you couldn't hold back any of your moans anymore. you automatically pressed your butt against his bulge, hoping to get any kind of response to that.

even though he managed to hold back how horny he actually was pretty well, you could clearly hear him cursing under his breath now. "and also.. shit.. what are you gonna do about it, huh ? about me disrespecting you and.. n-not listeni-.." eric shoved his free fingers into your mouth, stopping you from talking. "shut your mouth already, am i not doing enough for you yet? needy little brat, once i've made you cum i'll throw you on the bed and fuck some sense into you, but you'd probably even like that, wouldn't you ?"

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if you read until here,, wow, tysm ! i hope you somewhat enjoyed it lol

i'm actually thinking about writing a part 2, if anyone would even be interested in that.. anywaysss

feel free to request whatever you like !

feedback is always welcome ~

stay healthy & stan the boyz ♡

honestly what a visual god wow

#kpop #kpop smut #the boyz #the boyz smut #eric smut #son eric #son eric smut #the boyz eric #the boyz eric smut #the boyz scenario #kpop scenario #kpop writing #once again idk what else to put here

[tomdiddlyumptious]

YES MA’AM- REQUESTS ARENT OPEN AT THE MOMENT I HAVE SOME TO FINISH AND ILL OPEN THEM BACK UP!

Summary: he makes it up 🥸

Warnings: soft smut? Language, acting drunk to leave, a jealous Tom holland, NOT PROOF READ

A/n: SORRY THIS TOOK ME SOOO LONG, I WAS LIKE MENTALLY PANICING AND WASNT IN THE RIGHT HEAD SPACE

T.H| Oop-

“I mean am I sleeping over though? Because I didn’t get these chocolate cakes for no reason, zendaya” you eye your phone. “Yes we will have a marathon of Harry Potter” you let out a little ‘yes’ “stop cheering y/n, and Toms gonna be there” “as in...” “yes. Tom holland, impossible tom holland” “REEEEE” you and zendaya have been best friends for what felt like foreverrr, like dramatically long, you played as one of her love interests.

But you’ve had a crush on Tom holland for longer, you had him on your wall, just kidding. But everyone in your family, mostly your mom said “oh you like snow flakes?” “Interracialllllll” “alright give me my privileged babies soon” “damn I kinda took you for the Asian type” “yeah I thought you liked BTS” “UK accents is hella annoyin, find someone else” “would you stop hoggin the TV? I’m tryna watch American Top Model!” “Nah let’s watch basesketball-“ anyways, ya you have annoying, irritating family, oh well.

“You think he likes dark skinned type?” “He likes girls with aggressive tans I know that much” “that isn’t helpful” “hey I’m just being honest” she shrugged looking at you through the phone as she picked up her makeup brush. “So what are gonna do for your birthday?” “I-uhhhh probably clubbing?” “As in golf?” “No, party y/n” she glared at you as you chuckled.

“Please ask hunter when we are getting married” “y/n, I know you have an insane crush on her to but it’s just never gonna happen, she’s mine” you stuck out your tongue at her as she did the same chanting “she’s mine, she’s mine” “whatever I need to get ready” “bye papas” “bye mamas” you hung up, instantly going to your closet and pulling out the dresses you have, only to put them back and grab a two piece, it’s neon yellow, the pants are high waisted, no belt, the top stopping right below your boob, the straps at the end of your collar bone.

For accessories you put on some black dangle earrings and a black purse, a gold but matching watch, but you put on sandals, no high heels because the pants were covering your feet anyways, for your hair you put on your wet and wavy lace front, you added lip gloss to your lips, and they look like glass, in a good way of course, the fox eyeliner with thick parted eyelashes and a neon eyeshadow with it. You brushed your eyebrows up and boom your done.

You stepped back and went to your full body mirror, checking your butt and your boobs, smiling at yourself “you look fine” you sigh, grabbing your bag, phone, and keys.

You phone rung and you answered. “Yes z?” “Are you picking me up?” “Yeah sure babe, I’ll be there soon” “alright bye” she hung up. Luckily for you, you just got your 1966 mustang, vibrant white baby, everyone would wanna touch your car, you named him KAI, stands for kiss ass ight. The License plate saying “white ssn”. (I’m sorry but I really like these old kinds of cars, I fucking had to) you hoped in your car and drove to dayas home, you picked her and her brother up, just listening to old 2000’s and 1900s songs, either rapping or singing your asses off.

You guys were there pretty early but of course you were, it’s her birthday, she didn’t want to dance yet because of her makeup and you felt the same, leaving her brother smacking his lips and eyes glued to his phone.

Now everyone was starting to come, hunter, Jacob, alexia, Barbie, everyone, and most importantly, Thomas Stanley holland. No cap you bout dead as fuck, did I mention you run on Red Bull’s? Just kidding. You remained calm, hugging hunter and talking to her. “Hey” zendaya said, grabbing your hand and pulling you up, pulling you to Tom. “Hi Thomas, this is y/n” “the one and only?” He laughed, making you both giggle. “Yeah” she nodded, Tom got up, opening his arms and she pinched you, silently telling you to hug him. And you did, taking a breath you smelled him, he smelled really good, sexy and musky, like something you’d want to smell all day.

“You smell nice” Tom whispered. “Yeah you too” you smiled, pulling back from his hands as he nodded at you and sat back down, you looked and zendaya as she silently cheered, you walked back over to hunter and ordered something to drink. “So you and Tom?” She asked, you only rolled your eyes. “You know I’ve had a crush on him for years now but I don’t think I’ll be making any progress” you thanked the person as they handed you the cheerily temple. “Whattt? This is your chance to get drunk and confess your feelings, like wake up in the morning with him” you smacked your lips at her “girl I don’t know, and I wouldn’t want him to forget what happend” you shrugged. She put her hand on your shoulder making you look at her “take a shot, before zendaya pressures the fuck out of you both” she warns, making you sigh and throw yourself back in the seat.

“I know and that’s the problem, I don’t think-“ “you’ve had a crush in him for years y/n, you can make this a reality, you don’t have to dream anymore” zendaya whispered in your ear “I told you” hunter smiled. “Fuck stop smiling at me like that, you’re gonna make me fall in love all over again” you said making them both laugh. “Okay Cupid what’s your plan?” “Don’t worry bout it alright girl?” “Alright”

“Harrison fuck off it’ll happen when it happens” “well it seems like she’s bored, I’ll go entertain her” “don’t you fuckin dare haz, I’ll beat the shit out of you” instead of haz getting up Harry did, he walked over to you and sat down next to you, the lights and music booming as he took out his camera. “Hey” he smiled at you. “Hi, I’m-“ “y/n, yeah I know, I’m Toms brother, Harry” he held out his hand and you took it. “I thought you looked really beautiful- I was just wondering if you wanted to take a few pictures?” “Oh I’m not the picture type” “pleaseee?” He beggged, you giggled and nodded. “Alright” he took a few pictures of you as Tom stared at you.

“He’s tottaly gonna get instead of you” Harrison whispered in his ear, making Thomas slap his arm “shut up div, I’m just gonna wait here and I’ll see what happens” he told haz his game plan, no progress. Zendaya walked over “I know you like y/n, please hit on her, you both would look so good together, you’d bring me smoll Bebes-“ “Jesus zendaya we get it” Tom rolls his eyes as haz lets out distant chuckles.

“This is so awkward, he doesn’t like me and-“ you sighed. “Oh my god, you never give up so easily y/n, what’s wrong you’ve liked him since preteens” hunter asked in all seriousness. “Are you talking about Tom?” Harry asks, both of you looking at him and letting out a way to fast “no” leaving Harry in giggles. “Well I wish I could help you but I don’t know anything” he shrugs, you soon see Tom make his way over to you, standing infront of you. He clears his throat to say something big but only lets out an-

“Hey” you wave back at him, hunter silently cringing, feeling the tension able to cut it with a butter knife. “Your so fücked” Harry laughed, Tom glaring at him but smiling back at you. “Uhm, how’s your day?” “To be honest I’m having a bit of anxiety right know” you both laughed “me too, yeah” he nods his head. “Look you don’t have to really speak to me if you don’t want to” you laughed “I think we both know-“ “zendaya” you both said. Hunter looked at Harry, panicking for you as you remained calm. “Okay- yeah- thanks” he smiled, as you returned, he walked off.

“You fucked up” “well what was I supposed to do Harry? Suck his dick?-“ “it would’ve made some progress” “shut up hunter” “I feel awkward for you” “second hand emarrassment hunter” “well you knew what I meant Harry so we are all good” you looked at them both “I’m fucked” they just both agree with you. “I think I’m gonna go” “then I’m coming!” Hunter said. “How are you gonna leave zendaya?” You only picked up his beer can, winking at him and hunter ‘helped’ you out.

“Woah woah woah where are you two going?” Zendaya asked, the shit in her hand as she looked confused. “She’s drunk” “whattttt no I’m nottt” zendaya looked at you as your eyes were barely opened, taking your finger and pushing it against hunters lips dramatically. “Let me tell yaa E sevret” you whispered at zendaya, you came close to her ear, “I’m so naw dunk” “you drunk, get out of here, Tom will give me a ride” zendaya waved you both off, Harry soon running up “let me get your number at least, yeah?” “Sureeeee” you wink at him, he hands you a pen and you write your number, a nice happy face next to it.

“Let’s get you home, nice show you out on” you took your time, trying to look drunk as possible. “My whole life is madness! I can’t- he doesn’t like me I promise you” you say, pulling out of the parking lot, hunter right next to you. “He does, let’s bet on it” “how much?” “200” “shake on it?” She handed you her hand and you shook it. “SOMETIMES YOU LAUGH SOMETIMES YOU CRY I GUESS YOU KNOW NOWWW, I TOOK THE HALF AND SHE TOOK THE WHOLE THING SLOW DOWNN” you both sung together “BABY” you both both failed the note, laughing together as you rode both of you home.

“She left” zendaya shruged, “what why?” “Shes black out drunk” Tom put his eyebrows together, he was litterally with you like a couple minutes ago, sober as hell. “Yeah... alright” he nodded, Harry took out his phone and sent you a simple hey, which you returned under a minute later.

Everyone had a lot of fun, you and hunter ordering some random stuff off of Amazon and making the cake that you would both send to zendaya the next day, on the other side everyone danced and drank, they were sober enough to go eat at least. “Who are you texting?” Tom asked Harry. “Y/n, she’s showing me the things that she’s ordering or something like that, I wonder why she’s a Harry Potter addict” toms jaw slightly clenched, “can I see?” He asked, Harry looked at him, forgetting that you’re supposed to be ‘drunk’ “Nah mate, she’s drunk texting me though” “bulshit, give me the phone” Harry sighed as he gave tom the phone, scrolling through the text messages the messages were alive, not dead at all, no lols, laughing emojis, more ‘lmao’ ‘AKDIHDIHFRJRFN-‘ ‘I- what? Okay-‘ he couldn’t help but be jealous, he handed Harry back the phone.

“What’s wrong?” Harry asked, looking at Tom confused. “You know I like her” “it didn’t seem like it back there” Harry smirked. “Do you like her?” Tom asked, Harry only shook his head “all for you, just making conversation and trying to pull her closer” “whattt Harry got the digits and you didn’t?” Haz whispered, “fuck off”

“But this is like, really ugly” “that’s why it’s called an ugly Christmas sweater, y/n” you layer on her arm, looking at Kohl’s, “green for sure, red is just plain” “how about we get like onzies of animals or the incredibles” hunter looked at you “perfect, yeah” you nod ferociously.

You checked your phone and saw some messages, from you dad and you mom but also Harry, you were quick to answer them all, and as the night got old you had finished the cake.

“I don’t know mate do some research on her, watch her interviews” haz suggests as they were all home, Tom mentally panicking because Harry’s eyes was glued to his phone, he whipped out his computer and searched your name, ‘Y/N has a CRUSH on who?’ He bit his lip and clicked it

“Sooo, we know your the romantic type- so who were you in love with?” The interviewer said, you smiled and shook your head. “I’ve always had a crush on Evan peters, algee smith from let it shine, Keith powers, and of course Tom holland, I don’t know but just in all his movies he was the cutest thing” you giggled, putting a leg over the other. “That’s a lot of people” “hey, I only crush on one now, and yes it’s Tom holland” the girl raised her eyebrows at the camera “you make sure you hit her up” “please do” you wink at the camera, “now, you feel sexy most when?” “Probably when I take a shower and put on my silk robe” you shrugged.

“Silk? Sexy” Tom smiled to himself, imagining you in it, maybe a towel over your freshly washed hair, lingerie under, maybe a mustard yellow to match your skin, his eyes widened in shock as he felt uncomfterble in his pants, he looked down at his pants “fuck, not now!”

“Are you really crying?” Hunter asked. “No I’m having an emotional roller coaster” “so your feeling different emotions, your so bipolar” hunter laughs, “your not helping you know” she only shrugged at you, then the door was knocked on “I’ll go get it” “alright” you acted sleep, thinking that it was probably zendaya and... you were right. “Hey is she sleep?” She asked, hugging hunter. “yeah, but come in- she’s on the couch” hunter smiled, hearing zendayas foot steps and she giggled “she’s sober by now” she bent down, wiggling your ear and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Hiiiii” she waved at you, you only waved back, then she laid down next to you, her glasses on and in her sweatpants and a black t-shirt. “So you and Tom didn’t work huh?” She whispered and you only shook your head no, a tear fell down your cheek as she coed at you, wiping it away. “He’s stupid, he will come around one day yeah?” You nodded at her, “did you make the cake?” She asked and you nodded again. “Let me show you, come here” hunter said, she looked at you, you looked pretty lifeless at the moment honestly. Hunter and zendaya left and you checked your phone.

Ding

Your eyebrows furrowed at the anonymous message. You opened it and it said-

Hey it’s Tom, I was wondering if you’d like to get lunch yeah?

You texted him back-

As In... Tom holland orrrr...

Tom smiled at his phone

Yes y/n, Tom holland here, take it while you can

Cocky asshat

He laughed at your reply sending winking emojis,

Yeah lunch, I’ll see what I can do

Cya love

Bye luv

As time passed Tom looked at your work, your charity events, your women’s rights, your debates, your everything. He grew more interest then he already did, already wishing to work with you. “Hamburgers? What if she’s vegan, fuck” he only searched up what food you like, “burrito truck?” He could tell you weren’t like the other people with loaded of money, you were more of the cheap rich, not a bad thing but a very good one. “Sparkling water? That doesn’t really go with burritos, she doesn’t like cheese by it’s self or where you can taste it over anything, she sticks to the basics, god I need a pen and paper for this” “I got it, lover boy” Harry says, throwing it at him.

“Hey your the one who’s trying to take her away from me” “no that’s not true, I was trying to help you actually, her favorite color is (y/f/c) she likes nature or a big view of the city, beach sometimes, she actually wants a beach house” he shrugged, Tom smiled and thanked him, writing some things down

-nature, somewhere green for lunch

-quiet too, somewhere not to public

-sparkling water for sure, no burritos though

“Shit I don’t know, chicken or something!” Tom struggled.

-fruits, nuts, macoroons, nuts, wine

He smiled at the ugly written bullet points, “aha” he then took his phone, biting his lips as he tried to find the perfect place.

“He asked me to lunch last night” you smiled, hunter and zendaya looked at each other, mouths agape as they laughed. “Really? Oh my god y/n can I be the god mom?” “Oh I’ll be the god dad all the way!” Hunter added as you laughed and shook your head, you’ve been on a Harry Potter marathon all night, now your on a Star Wars one, so many tears fell of your face, you cried for draco, zendaya cried for George and Fred, hunter cheered on voldermort, which almost got her kicked out, how petty.

“What if it’s only lunch?” You asked, looking at hunter and zendaya. “I mean, yeah it is only lunch” hunter shrugged making zendaya slap her arm. “No it isn’t, you are probably gonna get laid and he’s gonna confess his love to youuu, then you both naked and kissing” “ew don’t make me imagine that” hunter shuddered, sticking out her tongue. “Welp we are staying here when you leave” “how do you know I won’t be back?” “Because I know things”

Tom spent his day visiting places, until he found the perfect one, green and the ocean? Best thing ever. It was pretty too, no plastic, no damage to the ground, the ocean is to be heard, perfect for you and Tom. He texted you to get ready, it was about 6, he bought everything he needed for it, put the ice cream in the cooler with ice in it.

“Alright, this one” hunter held up a dress, a small slit but it was a sweater dress, like for the fall or winter, it’s white with brown buttons that go down to the end of your stomach, the dress stops in the middle of your thighs. “Then wear some comfterble shoes please, we don’t want you to run your toes” zendaya said, pulling out some neon yellow huaraches. “That doesn’t match” hunter said, zendaya put the shoes back and pulled out some dark dark black ones.

You got dressed, comfterble for sure, zendaya flat ironed your hair while hunter did your makeup, “alright” zendaya and hunter admired their art, high giving each other before turning you to the mirror, “don’t worry it’s sweat resistant” hunter said, zendaya laughed as you rolled your eyes shaking your head. Then of course their was a knock on your door. “I’ll get it” zendaya said, you went to your room and grabbed your phone, noticing you have no pockets you held it. “Keep your hands off of my girlfriend, have fun though!” Zendaya said, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you came out and seen everyone smiling at you

“What happened?” You asked as everyone shook their head. “Nothing!” Hunter said smiling at you, Tom came up and gave you flowers, not roses but daises “you look lovely” he says, giving you a hug, chest to chest, pelvis to pelvis, not in a Percy way of course, just a very friendly and close hug. “Can you put these in a vase for me?” You say, handing the flowers to hunter as she only smiled and made her way to the kitchen. “Have fun, once again, we want her back by 10” “that’s only 4 hours zendaya” “we’ll make your way over there, it’s starting to become late” “alright mother, we’re out” you sarcastically say, leaving Tom laughing as he takes your hand and pulls you to his-

“El Camino!?” You said, practicly smiling a a child when they get ice cream. “Yep, I know how much you like old cars so why not get you one right?” He squeezed your hand. “Oh I could so kiss you right now!” “I wanna save it for later, let’s go” he smiled at you, he pulled you to your seat and opened the door for you, you sat down and he closed it, running to his side and getting in. “Your pretty fast” “shut up” he laughed and started the car, Kendrick Lamar playing in the background as you both rode in the city.

It was silent but comfterble, you slipped your phone in the cup holder, played footsie with yourself, and almost shook when he placed his hand on your thigh, you looked at him and he smiled at you “warm” he only said, paying attention to the road, rocking his hand back and forth.

“I love this, you gave me all the things I love tonight” you smiled. “You now at the birthday party I didn’t show that I liked you” he commented, laying in his stomach ontop of the very large blanket as you sat with your legs closed. “Yeah I don’t think you like me... I know if it’s weird and-“ “what no I like you! I do! I’m just stupid, like zendaya would say, so” you both giggled as he sat up and grabbed a grape vine, it has grapes on it by the way. “Lay down” he smiled, and you followed, laying down. “I’ve seen all the work you’ve done” he smiled, the radio in the band Toto playing, Africa currently playing. He leaned down the grape and feed it to you and you chuckled. “I really like how dedicated you are, how hard working you are, how nice you are, everything about you is beautiful” he complemented, the moon popping out for the ocean, the sounds of water slapping the rocks calming the both of you.

“Well thank you” you say, done with the grapes he fed you, he fed you some more. “I bought ice cream” “what kind?” “Uhmmmm, not vanilla, cookies and cream!” “Doesn’t that have vanilla in it?” You looked at him, he shrugged and put the grapes down and took the ice cream out of the freezer “I didn’t know you were such a 80s fan, what would you bring back?” He asked you. “Probably all the color, the music, I love mullets and shags I just love it all, how everything was in fashion, freedom and dumb teenagers and yelling old people, ya know?” “So your a very detailed person?” “Yeah, I don’t pay attention to the big picture that much if I’m being honest” ‘it never rains in Southern California, by tony’ playing, now the moon full on display, he grabbed two spoons and handed it to you, you both grabbed a scoop. “Let’s try something”

“Like what?” “Cross my arm with yours yeah?” You wrapped your arm around his, your spoon facing you “and 3” he said, taking the ice cream in his mouth as you followed, giggling “I like the flavor” you covered your mouth. “See! I knew what I was talking about, and doing!” He cheered, you both laid side by side and looked at the view, still eating the ice cream of course, until he put his lips on yours. “I really like you y/n, I hope-“ you put your lips on his, holding onto his cheek you smiled into it, he made his hand go down to hold onto your waist, the moon shining on both of you, he flipped both of you over so he was on top, you let out a quiet moan as he kissed your neck and slipped up you dress, taking off your panties, you trailed your hands down to the hem of his shirt and pulled it up, rubbing over his torso, moaning as he found your sweet spot, kissing it and sucking harsh circles on your neck, he sat up and helped you take of his shirt, unbuckling his pants and taking off the belt to where ever.

He unbuttoned your dress, taking out your breasts and sucking on one of them, you whimpered as he twisted the other, your hands making it to his hair and tugging a bit making him hum in satisfaction. He switched nipples and looked up at you, you head was thrown back, breathing heavy and he opened your legs, you bucked your hips up allowed him to pull your dress up and over your head, he ditched his pants, well not really, there still around his ankles and both of your shoes are off, how? I don’t know. He came up and you leaned on your arm while the other was on his cheek, your lips hovering his, he muttered a ‘ready’ you nodded and he bottomed out in you, both moaning at the sensation, he kissed you and rocked his hips, you moaned as his hands found your waist, holding onto his bicep for support. Soft moans shared “y/n, fuck your so tight” he whispered in your neck and you whimpered, clawing his arm as he went harder, still slow though,

“Tommy, I’m gonna-“ you swallowed, bucking your hips up and arching your back, he rubbed your hips and held on tighter to them. He groaned and started going fast, high pitched moans leaving your lips as he stopped going hard, “cum for me” he let one hip go and rubbed your pearl slowly. “God- mm” you bit your lip trapping the moans, your head tilting back as he used it to suck more hickies on you, claiming you as you just took it all in, your head slowly starting coming up, leaving cries as your arm circled his around his arm, your back arching more, connecting chests as you said his name like a prayer while you came “fuck fuck fuck” he moaned, so close, your walls to warm to leave. “You on the pill?” He choked out. You repeated ‘mhm’ and just like that he came inside you, your name left his mouth as he rode out both of your highs, breathing heavy as a new song played ‘ask of you’ by Raphael, you both chuckled as he pressed his forehead on yours.

“Would you be my-“ “I think you know the answer Thomas, this is my 12 dream right here” you giggled. He pulled out and rolled over next to you, taking his arm and wrapping it around your shoulders, pulling you into his chest “your moans are adorable, we have to have sex more often” you only laughed at him, coming up to kiss his neck on his sweet spot, his jawline under his ear, sucking hickies on his neck as he looked at the water that the moon is glistening on. You both cleaned up with his baby wipes and covered yourselves with the extra blanket he had, he poured you both a glass on wine too, just taking each other in and the perfect view.

On the other side zendaya and hunter were high giving each other, FaceTiming Harry and saying “we got em!” He smiled and cheered, lifting his beer with Harrison and taking a sip. They set it all up, how? Who knows.

#tom holland x reader #tom holland x black!reader #tom holland #tom holland fanfic #zendaya #tom holland fic #tom holland imagine #tom holland au #jb writes

[blueeyedheizer]

sound of metal - matt

WARNING: might contain some triggering topics (talks of surgery, hearing loss)

A/N: this movie was so beautiful and heartbreaking at the same time I had to write something based on it. (excuse the crappy ending) If you haven't seen sound of metal...go watch it nowww

•••

Matt had been acting strange lately. Wether it was during sound check or while you were performing in front of a crowd, he seemed off and completely out of it everytime you shot a glance his way.

Today wasn't any different and you were starting to grow seriously worried. You and your band were performing in front of your biggest crowd yet; the band was getting more and more recognition and people were quick to spread the word about your small tour. It even got to the point where people would take pictures with you and buy your merch after the show. Quite frankly, everything was going well and it was a dream come true.

But when you looked at Matt, it seemed like he wasn't handling things as well as you did. At first, you thought that it might only be stage fright. You weren't really used to such big venues, and it would've made sense that he feels some kind of discomfort in front of an important audience. Yet he never spoke to any of you about it, and you knew he would've at least told you if that was the case.

So when you looked over your shoulder in the middle of the fourth song and caught sight of him you immediately sensed that once again, something wasn't right. He looked almost terrified, you could tell his breathing was heavy and that it wasn't just because of the drums. You tried to contain your worry and focus on your singing, but you kept a mental note to talk to him after the show. You couldn't just sit there and keep pretending everything was alright when he was clearly hiding something from you.

But before you even had the time to move on from your thoughts Matt suddenly stormed out of the stage, his drumsticks falling to the floor while he pushed a few people on his way out. Your heart pounded hard against your chest as you were hit with a wave of anxiety, then with a small apology to the crowd and a worried glance at your bandmates you followed him.

Within seconds you were bursting through the back doors, running after him.

"Matt! Matthew, what the hell?" you called, running to his side. He was bent down, hands resting on his knees as he panted hard. You placed your hands on his shoulders and he eventually stood up straight before leaning against the fence. "Baby, what's wrong?" you placed your hands on his cheeks, your thumbs stroking his skin as your eyes searched for his.

"I can't hear anything." he admitted, voice cracking.

"What?"

"I can't hear anything."

-

You just picked at your food, not hungry due to how anxious you felt. You could barely register anything else than the sound of your heartbeat, the sounds of muffled talking, plates and glasses clinking from the restaurant being completely drowned out by your nagging thoughts.

"What are we gonna do?" James eventually spoke up.

"I don't know James. I really don't know." you put your fork down and buried your face in your hands, finally letting a few tears slip. You leg was bouncing repeatedly, heart beating a million miles a minute. After taking a deep breath, you grabbed the pen and paper that were in front of you and wrote something down.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" you slid the paper across the table so that Matt could read it. He sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"I didn't want you to worry about it. It's nothing. It'll come back eventually." he said, but you were far from satisfied with his answer. You squeezed your eyes shut.

"What did the doctor say?" once again, you slid the paper across the table.

"There's a surgery. An implant. It's— it's expensive but I'll get it."

"Y/N, there's no way he'll be able to afford it." James whispered. You glanced at him and nodded, knowing damn well you'd never be able to earn so much money in such a short amount of time. You were just a small band, earning a salary worth of such surgery would take an excessive amount of work and time. Noticing the worried look on everyone's face, Matt broke the silence and grabbed your hand.

"Look— we'll play tomorrow and see how it's like. It'll come back. It's fine baby, my hearing's not completely gone. okay? I can do it." Matt said, and you shook your head.

"No."

"We have a tour booked."

"Matt, it's not safe." you tried to reason with him as more tears welled in your eyes.

"We have a tour booked, Y/N, I'll just deal with it, I can do it!"

"No, Matt. We can't." you removed your hand from his hold.

"It'll come back!"

"For God's sakes Matt, it's not safe!" you finally raised your voice, fist colliding with the table as you flopped back against your seat. Your bandmates flinched and some waitresses and customers turned to you, thinking a fight had broke out. You apologized quietly, not even loud enough for any of them to hear before grabbing the pen.

"We're not finishing the tour. You can barely hear a word we're saying. We're not finishing it." you put the pen down and got up, gathering your things before turning to James and Alex. "I'll call the manager and see what we can do."

And with that, you left the dinner without a word.

-

Fortunately, your manager was very understanding of the situation and helped you with everything you needed. He got you in contact with a friend of his who ran a small community in which Matt would be able to attend meetings and learn sign language.

You called the man immediately after finishing the call with your manager, wanting to get this done as soon as possible. You were hit with a wave of relief when he told you he would be more than willing to welcome Matt, as long as he complied with the rules that were imposed there. But getting Matt to understand that this wasn't just a small hearing loss and that he needed help was another story.

"I'm not going, Y/N. God, it— it doesn't even bother me that much! I can still play!" he said and you shook your head, lowering it afterwards. You had never seen him so agitated, and no matter how hard he tried to convince you that he was okay, you could see right through him. His hearing loss was in fact bothering him, he just wouldn't admit it. "Baby I know our songs by heart, we could just—"

"Matt, stop. Just stop." you interrupted him. Tears were beginning to form in your eyes and it was getting harder to hold them back. He scoffed, burying his hands in his hair.

"Matt. Please. Just look at me." you placed your index finger under his chin, forcing him to look at you. "The most important thing right now is to preserve the hearing you have left. Okay?" your hand slid to his cheek, wiping a tear before pecking his lips. "I love you so much, baby. And that's why I'm not leaving you the choice. We're cancelling the tour, and you're going to let these people take care of you." you told him, making sure to speak clearly.

-

-time skip-

Those 6 months spent away from him were hard. The members of the community he was in all lived in one house together with no contact to the outside world - which meant no phones allowed. It was a rule that you had agreed on committing to, but you hadn't anticipated how awfully long these months would actually be. Performing without him was something you couldn't get used to. You had found a new drummer for the time he was gone, but it was different. You were so used to Matt's energy, his way of playing, and the boy was nothing like him. He was really nice and Alex and James seemed to get along well with him, but this band wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for Matt, therefore performing his songs without him felt wrong.

You had no idea what the future was going to look like, wether it was regarding the band or your relationship. You had no idea how Matt was doing. For all you knew he could be at his lowest point and you weren't there for him. Or maybe he was having an amazing time, and you couldn't shut off this nagging voice in the back of your head that kept telling you he might've met someone new.

-

You were walking home from work, looking forward to leave this long day behind you and get some well deserved rest. You greeted your dad and was about to make your way to your room, but his voice stopped you in your tracks before you could leave.

"Y'a Matt qui t'attends dans ta chambre." (Matt's waiting for you in your room.)

"Quoi?" (What?)

"Il est arrivé y'a une heure ou deux. Je lui ait dit de rester là en attendant que t'arrives." (He arrived about an hour or two ago. I told him to stay there and wait for you.)

You tried to contain your excitement in front of him, but your heart felt like it was about to burst inside your chest.

"Okay, cool. Merci."

With that, you left the kitchen and made your way upstairs hurriedly, heart beating faster with every step you took.

Finally, you opened the door to your room and your eyes immediately caught Matt's figure. He was sitting on your bed, a book in hands as he waited for you. You stayed at the door for a small instant, grinning warmly as he looked up, allowing you to finally make eye contact.

"Hi. Can you hear me?"

Matt set the book down and nodded, then you walked over to him, standing between his legs. You cupped his face and caressed his cheeks with your thumbs, taking in all of him. His hair was a bit longer than the last time you had seen him.

"I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you too."

You leaned in and pressed your lips together for the first time in five months, your hands sliding to the back of his head as the kiss deepened. You pulled away after a little less than a minute, catching your breath.

"What are you doing here? How— how did you afford it?" you asked a bit awkwardly, referring to his surgery as you noticed the implants on his ear.

"I had to sell my stuff." he shugged. "Guitars, synth, my car. Anything I could find, really." he chuckled sadly, lowering his head. Your face dropped at his words and a small silence settled in the room before he broke it with the smallest voice. "I'm sorry."

"Hey...there's nothing to apologise for." you said, lifting his chin up to peck his lips once again. He shook his head, refusing to make eye contact with you as tears welled up in his eyes. Then he climbed further up the bed silently, his back now resting against the headboard. You followed, situating yourself next to him.

"I ruined everything. The tour, the band, us." Everything."

"You didn't ruin anything. You couldn't control what happened, Matt. You know that." you tried to comfort him, scratching the back of his head with your fingertips. He scoffed a bit at your answer, still avoiding eye-contact.

"I can't get back to drumming, Y/N. I can never go back to how my life was before."

There was a pause before he finally dared to look at you. His eyes were red from holding back tears, cheeks streaked and flushed, the sight causing your face to visibly soften. You opened your mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Instead you looked down, fidgeting with the ring on your index finger and the room went silent. You knew things would never be the same, but you still took the news like a bullet. A couple more seconds passed and you took a small breath before climbing onto his lap gently.

A bitter, sad smile curved on your lips as you looked at him, hands cupping both sides of his head, gently rubbing your thumbs and occasionally wiping a few tears from his cheeks while you fought with great difficulty to hold yours in. First you kissed his forehead then you rested yours against it, noses brushing.

"I love you." you whispered, closing your eyes as you felt a tear escape and roll down your cheek. "I love you so much."

You pulled away just a bit and signed "I love you" to him in sign language to emphasise your words. He signed it back to you and you wrapped your arms around him, cradling his head against your chest as you mumbled comforting words, your hands rubbing his back and hair soothingly as you cried silently.

#blueeyeddean #matt

[mikwrites-archive]

part three

ghost 1. an apparition of a dead person that is believed to appear or become manifest to the living, typically as a nebulous image.

skin with her he was a ghost dreaming to be free to find the colour in his skin again - atticus

warnings: blood mention but that’s it!

pairing: eventual bill denbrough x reader

a/n: it’s superrr long im so sorry kshdfjsdhfjs and the ending sucks but i gotta study nowww :(( hooray

forever tags: @veryweirdintrovert  @maroon-richie  @emmaamalie  @gay-ships-and-tea-sips

this is a series! I  intro/prologue  I  part one  I  part two  I

He was crying.

Hot tears slipped out along with hiccupping sobs as that he stumbled in the dark, trying to find his way out. 

Suddenly fear blazed up within him, and the sobs quieted, the only sound was quiet, quick breathing. 

Vague thoughts slipped in and out. Dead.. Friends... Help...

It was dark, but there was enough light to see his hands which were splattered in blood. They heard something else, unseen, lurking alongside them, before pouncing. 

A scream rose up and continued before it was cut off with a-

Gasping, Y/N bolted up, sweating, checking her hands frantically as if the blood would be stained there. There was nothing, but touching her cheek, she felt the wet streaks of tears.

A scream suddenly burst out from within the house, and kicking off her covers, Y/N raced downstairs, heart racing, recognizing the scream as her aunt’s.

“What-” 

Skidding to a stop at the kitchen doorway, Y/N gaped at the mess within the room. There was water everywhere, someone having left the sink running while the plug was in, causing it to overflow and spill all over the floor.

Her aunt was horrified, standing in the midst of it all, wearing a fluffy robe, bedhead still intact.

“Our floors! Who-”

Perhaps she was imagining it, but Y/N thought she heard giggles, remembering her ghostly friends’ words. Haunting the household.

“Sorry for waking you up.”Her aunt sighed, calming down. “Go back to sleep. We’ll clean this up tomorrow.”

“Why are you up at this time?” Y/N asked, stopping as she was about to leave.

A confused expression flickered across her face before she shrugged. 

“Your uncle and I had a nightmare. I was just coming down to get some water. Seems like I got more than I wanted.” She said tiredly. 

“A nightmare? Both of you? Don’t you think that’s a little weird?”

For a second, her aunt looked uneasy, but soon smiled. 

“Don’t go believing those silly stories about this house Y/N. There’s no evil spirits or ghosts.” Her aunt laughed before walking up the stairs, patting her niece’s shoulder. 

“You were right about one of those.” Y/N mumbled, making her way back up to her room. She wasn’t too shocked to find the Losers hovering in her room, grinning as she walked in. 

“You assholes. You know we furnished the floor last week.” 

Richie snorted. 

“Exactly why we did it.”

“It was pretty funny.” Y/N admitted, smiling, sitting on her bed, criss crossed, looking at them all. Her smile faded as she noticed something strange about Bill. She didn’t know how she didn’t realize it before, the reddish tint upon his translucent hands.

“W-What’s wrong?” Bill asked, noticing how she looked away quickly to her hands.

“IT’s going to wake up soon isn’t it.” She said distantly. “Very soon.”

Taken aback, the Losers exchanged looks, but didn’t respond.

“How can I make sure my family doesn’t get hurt? I mean, they love this house and there’s no way they’re moving out any time soon.”

“I-It’s w-worked for all the o-other families, haunting I m-mean.” Bill said reluctantly, all the Losers looking to him for lead. “But y-your aunt and u-uncle, a-are different. And so are you. W-We w-were thinking of t-talking to you but you s-sort of sped it up when y-you b-barged in.”

“Right. Sorry about that again.” Y/N butted in awkwardly.

“So we n-need t-to somehow m-make them l-leave the h-house if you want t-them to be s-safe.” 

“I got it.” Y/N snapped her fingers quickly, thinking. She sat at her desk, grabbing a piece of paper and a pen, scrawling swiftly. Gliding over, they all peeked over and around her, snorting as they saw what she was writing.

“You’re gonna invite them to a fake best front lawn and house appearance competition? That’s golden.” Richie cackled.

“That’ll keep them away if I make it in Florida. They hate planes so they’ll drive, but they also like taking frequent breaks so you’ll have at least a week.” Y/N said determinedly.

“T-Thank you Y/N.” 

“What happens to you guys if you kill IT for sure this time?” Y/N set the paper aside, planning to go to the library to type it later. 

“We get to be at peace.” Stan said dreamily. “No more haunting, no more being a ghost. We get to die.”

“Oh.” Y/N said quietly. Although she had just met them a day or two ago, she never had a bond like this with people at school or even her family. She knew it was selfish, but she didn’t want them to go so soon.

#ghost au #bill denbrough #mike hanlon #richie tozier #stan uris #stanley uris #ben hanscom #beverly marsh #eddie kaspbrak #bill denbrough imagine #mike hanlon imagine #bill denbrough x reader #richie tozier imagine #stan uris imagine #stanley uris imagine #eddie kaspbrak imagine #beverly marsh imagine #ben hanscom imagine #it imagine #losers club imagine #the losers club imagine

[kkaebsongtypo]

Coffee and a Muffin // Mark Lee

(A/N: Wauww,,,, I want to be active and stuff so I'm back with a Mark soulmate scenario! I am also working on a Haechan Soulmate REQUEST. That one should be up maybe this weekend??? I'm hoping T.T Anyways, I'm going to work on these a/n things because, clearly, I'm not very good at them aha. That's all, enjoy some fluffy Mark time ;33)

pairing: mark x reader

genre: floooooffff

warnings/notes: possible language???

word count: 4388

(Side Note: Coffee and a muffin is kind of a lowkey theme but it's not extravagant. again, I didn't proof read, i may or may not proof read later, but I'm in class right now so yeahh♥♥♥)

Theme/Summary thing:

ink au (like my renjun au, swing set :D)

mark lee is Mark Lee from NCT

you're an nctzen

if you didn't read Swing Set then I'll explain the tattoo thingy rn

if you read it then feel free to skip this :)

if one is drawing or writing on themselves, the other can feel the pen/marker/etc. as it’s writing

same goes for tattoos ;333

random tattoo needle pains haha

pen drawings fade/wash off

if you didn't physically get the tattoo yourself, it fades to a very, very faint tattoo, almost to the point where it's barely noticable

OKAY GOOOOO

cute little back story

as younger children, you two didn't really write on yourselves like ever

so you never new about any of that soulmate writing stuff

until you were like 10 and Mark was 11

you drew this little heart on your wrist at school

so Mark felt like a pen was drawing his skin

so he looked down to where he felt the sensation and he was like

??????????

so when he got home he was like

hey mom

why is there a heart on my arm???

I didn't draw this

and his mom is like

that's your soulmate sweetie

they draw on themselves and it shows up on you too

and little Mark is all like

woahhhhh????

so his mom tells him that if he draws on himself it will show up on his soulmate

so he's like

can I write to them?????

so he starts writing to you

,,,,,,

but that only lasts around 2 years because he moved to korea and became a trainee at sm

so he couldn't write on himself/to you anymore

so he just kind of completely cut contact

and his scedual got so busy that he just couldn't contact you ever

OKAY REAL TIME NOWWW

you moved to korea with your family and now you're 16

and you have a job at this small cafe

and it's summer so you voluntarily take the night shifts

did i mention that you fucking love nct

you actually recently got your first tattoo

which was that cool nct u logo

you do sometimes wonder about Mark

you, also being completely oblivious that tattoos show up on your soulmate too

speaking of Mark

(the day you got the tattoo)

Mark was practicing with the boys for their up coming comeback

and all of a sudden,,,,, he feels this pain in his left shoulder

(if you don’t know what getting a tattoo feels like: it feels like the tip of a sharp knife slightly cutting into your skin,,,,,,it’s not that bad,,,,)

(that's somewhat accurate,,,,,, I can't really explain it,,, I mean I have a tattoo so,,,, it's more accurate than not T.T)

so he walks up to the mirror and pulls the collar of his shirt down and sees the nct u logo being drawn onto his skin

and he's like

'what the hell is she drawing with??? a knife????

so he google whether or not a tattoo your soulmate gets will show up on the other

oh snap,,, they do

wow what a surprise

so he's like

'hm so she's a fan'

he is actually looking forward to meet you because he know you like their music

so you must like him

so a week later

you're working your usual night shift at the cafe

not many people come around at night

the ones that do are usually just in a hurry for work or they're on a trip and need to get going

so you're just wiping down the counter

and then the door opens

and in walks Mark with sunglasses, a mask and his hood up

(A/N: rewriting this makes me realize how shadey that would actually be oml lol)

it was around 1:30 am when practice finished so he decided to go to a nearby cafe and get some coffee and maybe a muffin

so he walks up to the counter and you greet him and ask what he would like

so he orders a coffe and the looks over at the small glass case of baked goods

he hums in contemplation before asking you which muffin you'd recomend

you've never been asked that before so you were slightly unprepared but soon spoke

'well, I guess it really just depends on what mood you're in. I like the blueberry more in the mornings, like for breakfast, but i prefer the chocolate chip for late nights. I made a small batch them fresh about 10 minuets ago, they're prreettttyyy amazing,,,, or that might just be me being over confident in my baking skills.'

smiling up at him as he pulled his mask down and chuckled

he returned your smile and finished his order

'well then, I think I'll have one of those amazing, fresh chocolate chip muffins you made.'

so as he was getting the money out of his wallet,,,, you pulled your hair into a low ponytail

he glanced at you as he handed you the cash

and that was when he saw the nct u logo tattooed on your left shoulder

right where his showed up a week prior

he watched as you turned around to get one of the fresh muffins from the cooling rack and place it on a small white plate

he started speaking when you placed it infront of him

'i like your tattoo'

you looked down at your shoulder to peek at it as you started to make his drink

you laugh lightly because you lowkey forgot it was there and reply with

'oh, thank you,,,,,,,'

you trail off, implying you want his name

and he's like

'you can call me Min'

and so you're like

'thank you, Min'

and so he continues running convorsation as he takes a seat at the little bar area infront of you

'so I'm assuming that you're a fan of nct u'

you nod

'yeah, well, I'm a fan of nct as a whole group'

'so is nct u your favourite unit?'

you shake your head as you finishs his drink, placing it infront of him as you spoke

'no, like I said, I love nct as a whole group. But if I had to pick a specific unit, it would definetly be dream.'

he nods and quietly thanks you for the coffee

after wiping down the counter once more, you pull a stool out from under the counter and sit in front of him as he starts up conversation again

'so, who's your bias in nct?'

(oh shit time to spill the tea)

you think for a moment before saying

'Well I love all of the members so kind of just have one from each unit,,,,'

'alright, so then lets's start with u, and then 127, and then dream.'

you giggle and start

'okay well in u,,,, it's probaby~~~'

'hmm, probably Ten,,,, or Jaehyun,,,,'

so Mark is like lowkey disapointed

but nods anyways as you continue to 127

you smile and sigh before mummbling a quiet um

'in 127, Taeyong,,,,,'

you started with confidence and then you're like

',,,or Winwin.

finally you reach dream

and Mark is ike more than hopeful

third time's a charm right?

W R O N G

'in dream, 100% Renjun.'

'but like,,, Jeno.

'ah yeah, 100% Renjun.'

and now Mark is like hella disapointed and lowkey confused because he wasn't mentioned at all

he's in all three unites so he's like

I should've been mentioned at least once,, right- I'm cool ri-

his thoughts are interupted by you saying more

'Renjun is probably my bias in nct as a whole group now that I think about it,,,,,'

'but then Mark like ruins everything,,,'

'ultimate bias wrecker'

you giggled at the last part

and now he's just beaming so he starts talking again

'so, do you like any other groups?'

and y'all continue conversing about music and other interests

Mark decides to keep his identity from you

he's having a good time just talking to you like Mark and not Mark Lee from nct

and since you two are soulmates, he wants you to know him as himself and not mr. long ass ride

and he wants to know you as you and not a fan of nct

(not that the sunglasses can hide that adorable smile of his)

after a while of talking, you decide to make yourself a drink as well

so he's just observing you as you make your drink

you sit down again and get back into convorsation

you two don't even realize the time until Mark gets a text from Taeyong saying that he should come back to the dorms

because it's 3 am and they have paractice again tomorrow

so he says he has to go

but before leaving he asks if you're working again tomorrow

and you just tell him that you have the night shift for the rest of the summer

he nods and gets up to leave

but as he goes to open the door

he turns around and pushes the door open with his back

and he's like

'you're really pretty by the way'

with that beautiful smile

you blush and let out a soft 'thanks'

the next day

he comes back

this routine continues for about a week and a half

and he's falling for you fast

y'all are soulmates after all

so about a week and a half later

he came in at the usual time and you're like

'hey Min, you want the usual?'

and he nods

putting the cash on the counter as you grabbed his muffin

once you both have your drinks

you sit in front of him like usual

and he starts to speak

'hey so,,,, i have something to tell you'

so you nod and he takes off his sunglasses and hood and is all like

'heyy,, I'm Mark,,, from nct'

and you just smile and say

'hey so,,,, I have something to tell you too'

and he's just hella confused like

?????? I'm Mark????? From Nct????? One of your favourite kpop groups?????? Your ultimate bias wrecker??????

but he just nods slowly

and you're like

'i kind of figured that out when you started talking to me that first night haha'

and he's like

'????? you didn't even say anything though????'

and so you smile and explain your reasoning

'well i just thought that if you wanted me to know you were Mark, you wouldn't have come in here with sunglasses, a mask, and your hood up'

and he's just shook™

he's now just looking at you with so much adoration beacuse of your respectful act

he has fallen so hard for you at this point

so he looks down at the sleeves of his hoodie

and then he looks back up at you and asks for a pen

you hand him one despite your confusion

so he rolls up his sleeve and starts writing

all of a sudden you feel that old writing sensation on your arm and you look down to see something being writen onto your skin

when he puts the pen down you look up at him

he smiles and nods towards your arm which now reads

hey, we're soulmates

and you look at his arm too

which read the same little message

so you look up at him and you're just like

'how did you know that????'

and he whispers a quick 'oh' of realization

and takes off his hoodie

he pulls the collar of his shirt down

revealing the nct u logo on his left shoulder

right where you got your tattoo 2 weeks ago

he just smiles and is like

'I saw it that first night I came in,,,, but I didn't want to scare you by walking in and then immidiately going 'oh hey i know we just met buT WE"RE SOULMATES' y'know..'

and you just like smile and walk out from behind the counter to where he's sitting

once you reach him,,, he turns to face you

and you wrap our arms around his neck for a hug

he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close to him

between his knees so you could stand in his embrace comfortably

after a few seconds,,,, Mark pulls back to look at you

keeping his hands on your waist,,, and you keeping your hands on his shoulders to look back at him

you two smile at each other

and Mark begins to speak

'I really do like you y/n'

to which you reply with a giggle and

'I really like you too, Mark'

he smiles and leans his forehead on yours

he glances down at your lips for a quick second

he looks back up into your eyes and whispers nervously

'can I kiss you?'

to which you blush and nod with a smile

so he leans in and gently presses his lips against yours in a sweet, innocent kiss

one of his hands moves up to cup your cheek as you both pull away

smiling and resting your foreheads together again

he strokes your cheek with his thumb and you giggle

you peer over to the clock and see that it's almost 5 am

you pull away from Mark and walk back behind the counter and start wiping it down

you glance up to see Mark observing you with an adorable smile

you laugh quietly and speak up

'my shift ends when my coworker gets here if you wanted to do anything'

he looks up at your face and asks

'hm okay, what did you have in mind?'

you shrug and look back down at the counter as you dry it

'maybe we could go on a real date'

he giggle

'a real date, at 5 am'

'yeah'

you laugh as you took off your black apron

'a real date. At 5 am.'

ahhh oml my heart

honestly i love Mark with all of my heart

mr. long ass ride is also yaballa bahiya boy

and i love both sides

i'm working on a haechan request but i might post jeno as a filler

look forward to it

be there or be square

~ Jae☾

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