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#I’m not kidding this is really how people are thinking rn
anna-scribbles · 17 days
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h-how do you ever finish any of your work? genuine question because you seem to be productive despite your agreste syndrome and I need to learn your ways. but also how do you ever finish any of your work
unclear. last night i stayed up and finished a report worth 25% of my grade at about 5am, arrived on time for my 9am lecture, and spent about half of it zoned out while thinking about seventeen year old emilie agreste. and i was one of the most active participants in the class discussion
#in some ways it IS the move to go to grad school right out of undergrad#because your body can still sort of operate like a college kid#i’m on about 3ish hours of sleep rn and this morning it felt SO over but now i’ve eaten something and we’re so back#i also don’t really do caffeine. except sometimes i’ll go get one of those panera death lemonades#i might be able to snag a short nap before work#but anyway about seventeen year old emilie. i was thinking abt how she was in that movie solitude and adrien said she was seventeen#WAIT. NO. HE SAID SHE WAS SEVENTEEN IN THAT PHOTO ON HIS DESKTOP NOT IN THE MOVIE#well. okay whatever i’m gonna tell you what i was thinking about anyway#OKAY i’m back i just checked the wikipedia page and then i watched the end of gorizilla. to make sure i’m not lying. because i’m normal.#anyway i was thinking about the solitude film and how it’s super rare and old and obscure and whatever. and how apparently#emilie wrote it herself and andre produced it#and i’m thinking about how gabe was discovered by audrey and that’s how he got his start in the fashion industry#so now i’m like?? did gabe and emilie first meet on the set of solitude? because gabe was designing costumes or whatever?#and that’s how audrey found him? have people already thought about this??#also i just checked and it doesn’t say emilie’s last name in the credits and also it’s ‘graham films’ with the twin rings logo m#so i’m assuming she’s still emilie graham de vanily at that point#anyway it comes back to seventeen year old emilie because i started imagining seventeen year old runaway emilie having her new life in pari#after escaping her british nobility life#and the first thing she does is write and star in an original movie. of course.#and she meets this repressed bisexual punk upstart costume designer who is so the opposite of everyone she’s ever known#and he’s immediately so unhealthily obsessed with her. which she appreciates.#and then they proceed to have the most toxic doomed evil relationship of all time#also she gets cheated because once gabe gets money he represses himself SO hard that he is now exactly like all the people emilie grew up w#but at least he’s still obsessed with her#this is what i was thinking about during class today. i don’t know how i get anything done either.#ml#anna rambles#asks
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hobisexually · 1 year
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#hello it’s your weekly scheduled trauma dump on tungle dot com!#I never knew how to explain why I don’t like the holidays right#because yes! I’m full of love and warmth and want to celebrate nice times with the people I love! absolutely#and I like the coziness and the everything#but Monday it was Sinterklaas and it used to be my favourite holiday of them all#it truly makes me feel like a kid and I used to hold on to this holiday with my tiny fists SO tightly because it was just. pure joy.#minus the racism re: piet obviously that’s a whole other can of worms I won’t get into rn#but this Monday it all exploded because of my dad and it was truly a throwback to my entire teenage years#and how it was all about appearances and pleasing anyone but me only to sit in a car and think about how fake it all is and how#that love isn’t. felt. not really. it’s always been about unspoken pain hè projects onto everyone else without respecting your boundaries#and I just can’t do it anymore and this time I set a firm hard no and his temper tantrum led to my mum choosing him over me EVEN THOUGH#THEY ARE LITERALLY DIVORCED??????????#‘amber hes crying it’s heartbreaking you’re coming’#yeah well I was also crying at WORK by myself where it is of the UTMOST importance to me they don’t know about any of this#but no no this whole grown man who is in a fucked situation with his family OF HIS OWN UNDOING is who we’re choosing instead of your child#I went! I put on my big girl pants and went and said hi to his family and was more than civil and celebrated with the kids#but it cost me so much. and for the first time ever I saw exactly how much it really cost me#I spent three whole days trying to set a boundary and stand up for myself only for it to be discarded because my No doesn’t matter ever#then I was so stressed i broke my own body in an attempt trying to be civil like my entire cheek is swollen from biting it I literally#haven’t been able to eat properly since Tuesday. my stomach hurts. my headache hasn’t gone. and I am so so so tired I fell asleep at 7pm#and I’ve been white as a sheet everyone at work could tell something was wrong but they didn’t know What exactly#and just. the contact with this man. I can’t keep doing it not when it does /this/ to me#I can’t even properly explain what it’s like or what happens. just that I can’t do it anymore because it’s tearing me apart and it actively#holds me back? I spent the past four years in therapy talking about and trying to fix everything he instilled in me but is holding me back#in my life. in my relationships. in my work. in the way I look at /myself/#I can’t keep surviving I have to start living#and it’s ALWAYS worse around the holidays. the worst fights and nights of my life have been during the holidays#I am thirty years old and I was suddenly a fifteen year old this week who desperately needed help but wasn’t getting it#and I refuse to live like that ever again. I’m done. I’m done!#and it’s deeply sad and upsetting but we can’t fix this. we just can’t.
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poohbea · 10 months
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#then two mins later his mom comes to pick him up sees him in the corner facing the wall in tears#and idk what this kid says to her but she turns to us like ‘does anyone wanna explain this?’#then I explain it was all kinda blown out of proportion and explained the situation#how we were joking and calling him irresponsible#then she asks me ‘is that an appropriate joke you should be making to a child?’#and the way I looked at this woman like ‘is it really that fucking deep’ but what came out of my mouth was ‘my bad sorry’#I should’ve fuckin said ‘yes cause your son needs to me put in his mf place’#but be so fucking for real rn#I called your kid irresponsible because he doesn’t listen he’s selfish as shit entitled as shit#everytime you try and console this mf he’s hearing none of it#he wants to do his own thing and sit and sulk the whole time#so yeah I fuckin left him#cause I’m tired of chasing after YOUR son who is way too big to be acting like this#now some of y’all may think 9 years old ain’t that big#but mf did you act that way at 9?#or were you at least a little fuckin respectful when someone older than you told you to do sum?#then my coordinator tells me that how she spoke to me was tame cause she has a tendency of going off at people#and I was like I welcome her to mf try#cause she ain’t met me properly#I will spill all the bullshit her son’s been doing#because it’s not my job to be disciplining your kids#that will always be the parents job#and it’s so fucking frustrating to be having to go through this with this kid every damn day#he does it EVERY DAY#because he doesn’t like something or he can’t get his own way#sigh… sorry for the long ass rant y’all#I’m done now#just needed to get that off the chest
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galaxysgal · 5 months
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𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 || 𝐥𝐢𝐩 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐫
pairing: lip gallagher x fem!reader
summary: just lip being a cute bf + debbie and ian being little shits
warnings: lowercase on purpose. poorly written tbh. swearing but y’all know how it is. heavily unedited. gen said yolo so i’m posting
A/N: i’ve been on hiatus for god knows how long but my roommate and i started watching shameless and i can’t get this mfer out of my head. things w school and life are hard rn so i just wrote this comfy cozy little thing in my notes app. yolo asf.
wordcount: probably like 500 or less idk i wrote it in my notes app at 1am
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you’re nestled in lip’s arms, high up on his rickety top bunk. somewhere between finishing your nails and kissing until you could barely breathe, you had fallen asleep right against his chest.
you stirred now, your cozy world interrupted a squeaky little voice. “are you in love with her?” debbie questions.
lip shushes his sister, “be quiet, she’s sleeping.”
you were wide awake now, but much too comfortable to move and make that little fact known. plus, you wanted to hear his answer.
“i asked you a question dummy. are you in love with her?”
lip stutters, “i-i dunno. i really like her, okay?”
you’re satisfied with that answer. “in love” was a little too much too quick. but “really like” was something that made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
“what d’ya like about her?” ian presses.
you can practically hear the gears turning in lip’s head as his siblings impatiently await a response.
“she’s- i dunno, she’s pretty?” lip replies. you hold back a scowl, annoyed at him for not having a better answer.
“yeah, great rack,” debbie comments.
“jesus, deb!” lip’s head falls back in frustration, one hand coming to cradle your head as not to wake you with the sudden motion.
“cut the shit lip,” ian interrupts. “tell us what you really think.”
you hold your breath as you wait for his response. his lips brush your hairline before he sighs. “she’s sweet, yeah? real kind.”
“a real woman of the people,” ian snorts, “princess diana type.” then “ow!” as you hear debbie shove him.
“and- and she’s real smart, too,” lip continues. “really, really fuckin’ smart. an’ she works hard. she just tires herself out sometimes.”
he strokes your hair gently, pressing a few more fleeting kisses to your forehead.
“you’re so whipped.”
you hear debbie shove her brother again, and this time ian fights back, the two making a ruckus as they push each other back and forth.
“come on guys, out. now.” lip orders his siblings around with that same stern voice you’ve heard plenty of times before.
debbie pouts. “but-“
“no buts. go on, she’s fuckin’ sleepin’ in here an’ you’re gonna wake her up. fuck off.”
“we were just-“
“fuck. off.”
“jesus,” you can practically hear ian roll his eyes. “alright, alright. we’re going.”
debbie yells for fiona as the two shuffle out of the room, not bothering to close the door behind them.
you smirk to yourself as lip groans above you, showing your cards. “you’re awake?”
you peer up at him through your lashes, a smirk planted on your lips that he’s just dying to kiss off. “can’t believe your little sister said i have a great rack,” you whisper.
lip laughs, loud and genuine. “yeah, she’s been stuffing fi’s old training bras. growin’ up an’ shit. i don’t like it.”
you’re quiet for a moment, admiring him. you know how important those kids are to him. he’d do just about anything for them, including the minor crimes you find him tangled up in on a weekly basis. he loves them like they’re his own kids, which honestly they kind of are. they may shove each other around, curse each other out, yell and scream at the top of their lungs, but at the end of the day lip has been more of a father to his siblings than frank ever was.
“you really meant all that?” you ask.
lip looks down at you, his blue eyes soft in the dim light. “yeah. yeah, i did. meant every word.”
you smile, leaning up to place a solid kiss on his lips. “for what it’s worth,” you murmur, “i really like you too.”
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fleshdyke · 2 years
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#tags contain talk abt rape and very young csa#god im reading a fic rn and it mentioned rape and im just like. in my head all of the sudden#bc i still dont fucking know who it was#i started being really hypersexual at like. 6 or 7 so i’m assuming that’s around when it happened#or at least started#and my friend asked me today ‘why do you never remember anything from camp’ bc we went to the same day camp for years since we were like 6#and i didnt know how to tell her that i lost most of my memories from before the age of 10 for some reason. probably trauma#so i just said idk haha. but like. even though it’s kinda not a lie bc i dont remember any specifics#i know the general gist of why all my memories are gone right. a mix of rape and child abuse and bullying and whatever else happened#but idk. im still so fucking pissed that i dont know who raped me#like to be completely honest i kind of don’t care that i got raped. i can’t remember it anyways and it doesn’t really affect me that much#but like. im absolutely fucking terrified that whoever did it never got caught. im so fucking scared they’re still doing it to other kids#there was a man that was like. kind of an assistant teacher ig in my preschool and kindergarten that got fired for feeling up a kid#and i’m desperately hoping it was him#bc he got fired. he got consequences. not enough but he did. and he cant do that to anyone else now#like. a part of me couldnt care less. its in the past and it doesnt really affect me anymore so idc. i know its not my fault i cant remember#it so i know i can’t really blame myself#and a part of me is just so fucking scared. bc idk if they’re still out there or not. and im absolutely terrified it will happen again#or that no one will ever want me again bc of it or something. bc as much as im not interested i still want people to think im attractive for#some reason. men in particular even though i do not want to reciprocate it at all. i think its the daddy issues#and the last part of me is just so fucking angry. who let this person anywhere near children. why didn’t a single person see the signs.#why me.#idk. a lot of thoughts today#rambles#vent
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leclercdream · 10 days
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this is the final part of maroon
✮⋆˙ when carlos breaks reader’s heart, lando is ready to mend it
✮⋆˙ ex carlos sainz x singer!reader | bestfriend lando norris x singer!reader | boyfriend lando norris x singer!reader
✮⋆˙ tofi talks: final part!! not very happy about this one but ive been really busy x
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f1gossip: After a few weird comments on IG by Lando apparently he did score a date! YN and Lando were spotted today in Monaco having fun with some friends. As many of you have already seen they seemed pretty cozy together 😊 A mutual friend (private acc) posted the last picture on his story.
We don’t have pictures but a trusted source told as she saw them a few nights ago in a VERY expensive restaurant in Monaco.
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user1: this is everything i dreamed of in the last 5 years
user2: they look so happy together :(
user3: wasn’t she dating carlos like 3 months ago?
user4: slut
user5: am i the only one that finds CRAZY that she is suddenly dating lando after ending a 3 year relationship with his best friend? lol
user4: paddock bunny behavior
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yourusername just posted a story!
landonorris just posted a story!
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[good riddance is all yours now]
[yourusername just released an album and it’s a masterpiece. go give it a listen. i love you]
yourusername
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yourusername: thank you thank you thank you for the love on my new album!!! 🧚🏻‍♀️ i worked so hard on it and seeing your reactions, analysis, and just comments in general fills my with joy.
thank you landonorris for your support while writing good riddance, i love you 🤍
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landonorris: i love being your muse!
oscarpiastri: here he goes…
landonorris: you know i think we should tell people which songs are about me
landonorris: dress, invisible string, new year’s day…yourusername: omg SHUT UP
landonorris: i love you i’m really super proud of you!
user1: lol lando
user2: i love the album so much! love the transition between songs and the story that it tells. amazing job!
yourusername: thank you!!! means a lot 🤍
user3: AOTY
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[go to spotify for a surprise x]
replies:
lilymhe: you are a better person than me lilymhe: i’d be posting nasty pictures to make the psychotic girlies mad yourusername: dw babe it’s coming!!!
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yourusername: got lovestruck
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landonorris: is best friends to lovers you favorite trope?
lilymhe: yes
landonorris: i’m so lucky to be loved by you. i love you
yourusername: mwaaaaah
alexalbon: FINALLY
oscarpiastri: peace 🤝🏻
lilymhe: i’m crying in my car rn
user1: drops an album, a surprise song and then THIS 🙏🏼
user2: god i’ve seen what you have done for others
user3: I LOVE THIS
user4: she is glowing :(
landonorris
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landonorris: she wrote a few songs about me and now i’m stuck in a relationship with her ig
(just kidding i cried while listening to her album and had to beg on my knees for a date, you are the love of my life)
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yourusername: you can have all the love songs you want 🤍
yourusername: pookie I LOVE YOUUUU
landonorris: ill cry again stop
danielricciardo: congrats guys! finally happened 😊
maxverstappen1: Please send me a thank you gift
user1: how is this on you maxverstappen1: I told him to ask her out 😎 landonorris: yeah yeah, thank you max 🙄
user2: i thought that after she broke up with carlos we wouldnt have to see her annoying ass again 🙄
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user3: i’m so happy for you guys 🤍
yourusername: forever isn’t so scary with you :)
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abbyromanoff · 10 months
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Hello, Abby
I would like to request for a story about R and G!pWanda have financial problems, then they decide to be p*rn creators because they think it's the best way to earn money so fast. One day they set up the challage for their fans: who donate the most will be able to meet them and have dinner, which G!pNat happens to be the lucky one. Things are getting intense and Nat finally get to f*ck R while Wanda watching, dirty talking, and jerking herself off. Or they both f*ck R in both holes.
Thank you! I love all of your works❤️❤️❤️
The Lucky Winner
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Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x reader, Wanda Maximoff x reader, WandaNat x reader
Word count: 3,148
Warnings: smut, threesome, public sex, punishment, jerking off, masturbation, cunnilingus, R and Wanda are porn stars, Wanda and Nat both have dicks, degrading, pet names, praising, jealousy, mentions of bisexual!R, slightly manipulative!Wanda, financial struggles, breeding, no protection, thinks that’s it!
No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!
“Look, it’s all we can do right now! We can barely afford to eat, Y/N, would you rather fucking starve?” Wanda yelled, now standing from the table you sat at. The loud sounds of the pipes creaking and neighbors next door who were, once again, partying like college students.
“That’s not what I’m saying-”
“Then what? Why can’t we just do this, for us?” She spoke, a little softer this time.
“I want this money, Wanda, I do. I want to be able to go on dates or go out with friends or be able to have more than a meal a day, I do. But there are so many downsides too. I mean- what if one of our friends see it? Or better yet, our bosses! And how am I supposed to deal with the fact that I’m not the only one seeing your sexy body.” She stifled a laugh as you came to a close, a small pout forming on your lips. She grabbed both of your hands in hers, kissing the backs of them and kneeling in front of where you sat.
“Oh, baby, don’t cry.” She wiped the tears on your cheeks, you never liked arguing with her. “I know it won’t be easy, but just like you said, imagine all the dates we could go on. We’d get to live, not just survive. It will be weird at first, especially when we’re showing our bodies off to a bunch of horny dudes to jerk off to, but you just need to think of the outcome, love. I want to spoil you, but I can’t do that if we don’t do this.” She had always been so convincing and deceiving, some would call it manipulation, but you called it love. She loved you enough to worry about you and to want to get you both out of this mess. It was all for the money, you’d have to tell yourself, but you knew it would all be okay if you just had Wanda by your side through it all.
And that ended up being true. It had been almost a year since you two had started, and while she was telling the truth when saying it would be weird at first, you both eased into it over time. It had made you beyond the amount you could ever imagine from your old job, that you both decided to quit. You wanted more free time together, less stress. And with this job, you didn’t need to worry about your bank accounts any longer. You two had enough to get by and treat yourself a little bit at the end of each week.
In celebration of the near one-year mark of your shared account, you two had decided on what to do for your lovely fans. You thought of making a longer video, but realized that would’ve gotten boring for the audience. Then you thought about a live stream where your viewers could comment in the moment, telling you both what to do. Only to then realize some would be busy at work or in a different timezone, they wouldn’t be able to join.
Then it came to you, a competition. If you had multiple people bidding on one thing, it would bring in more money and would make it all the more thrilling and exciting for your fans. You brought the idea up to Wanda, hoping she’d agree, but she wasn’t always the best at doing so.
“Are you kidding me? You really think I’m gonna let you go on a date with some pervy old man who just wants to fuck you?”
“Wanda, we’d both be there. And it wouldn’t just be me getting fucked, it would be like a threesome, you’d be there too.” She looked at you dumbfounded, like you just told her you sold her house and kidnapped her dog.
“You really think some gross man would want to fuck me? I have a dick, Y/N, you should know that better than anyone else.” Your cheeks tinted the tiniest bit at her remark. But it was true, before you she was a virgin, as were you. And she hasn’t been with another person ever since she asked you out that one night, she’d be an idiot to do so.
“You never know, maybe it won’t be a man.” She sighed, massaging her temples as if she was handling toddlers.
“Okay, you’re really cute, Y/N, you are, but you don’t need to be a dumbass. 97% of our fans are males, and you think we’d somehow get that 3% of luck? Not to mention that it won’t be all of our fans so that percentage lowers. And not to mention they’re probably all broke, the highest bid will be a man, darling.”
“Ah, you said ‘will’! So, what do you say? We can get it over with and we’ll set some boundaries of what they can and can’t do, just to make sure we’re both more comfortable with the thought.” You gave her your best puppy-dog eyes in hopes she’d say yes, and while she did an amazing job at disagreeing with you, she was horrible at denying you.
“Fine. But, most of that money is going towards that new car I wanted, deal?” You nodded your head quickly, scaring her with your willingness to do such a thing. Creating the account was her idea at first, but you mostly ran the show now with your eagerness. It worried her sometimes, but it was so cute getting to fuck you in front of a camera with hundreds of thousands watching, knowing they’ll never get to touch. But now someone will, and she didn’t like that. But just like she had said at the beginning, it was all for the money. Oh, how she was starting to regret that statement.
“You ready, babe?” You were both standing outside of the restaurant, preparing yourself for a long night. You wore a red dress with a small slit at the end, your shoulders being on display with the loose spaghetti straps adorning them. Wanda wore black dress pants with a dark blue button-up, the top being unbuttoned just enough to barely get a glimpse of her bra.
“Of course, I am, darling.” She smiled, hoping it would convince you enough. It did, and you gracefully opened the glass doors, letting Wanda walk in a moment before you and then following.
“This guy better at least be cute if he’s fucking you. Wait- no, if he’s cute, I’ll kill him.” You chuckled at her possessiveness, rubbing her arm gently while you stood in line to ease her nerves.
“You know the only dick I want is yours, baby.” She grinned to herself, trying to hide her emotions as a worker came up to her, guiding her to where she would be sat.
You both sat there patiently as you waited for your third party to arrive, looking through the wine menu. The best part was that you didn’t need to look at the costs once, already having the whole thing covered by your generous tippers.
“Is this guy really standing us up?”
“Hey, if so, it sucks to be him.” The two of you were interrupted by a woman, who you at first thought must’ve been your waitress.
“Y/N and Wanda?”
“Uh, yes?” You both looked more than confused on how she knew your name, until it clicked in your brain on why you were even here in the first place.
“Perfect. I was your winner.” She sat down across from the two of you, who both had mouths parted slightly. She chuckled at your reaction before grabbing the menu, speaking in a calm yet unbelievably attractive tone. Wanda thought the same.
“I know, I bet you two were expecting a man.” You looked to Wanda to see her nodding, her eyes landing on the woman’s lipstick-covered lips.
“Well, I hope I didn’t disappoint.”
“No, not at all!” You spoke, a little too loud and causing an older lady from the other table to glance at you. You shyly looked down, rubbing the back of your neck and focusing your attention once again on the paper in front of you, even though you already knew what you were going to get.
“Awh, don’t get all shy on us now, baby,” Nat remarked, not seeming to care the way Wanda tensed up at her words. Her high heel grazed against your leg under the table, and the thoughts running through your mind were less than holy.
“So, Wanda, since this one is clearly a bit nervous right now, how did you two meet?” The conversation between them both went on for a few minutes until your waiter arrived, writing down everything you three asked of him, it was clear that he was new.
“Y/N? Why don’t you speak when you’re spoken to, alright?” Wanda said to you, muttering the words in your ear just loud enough for Nat to hear. She smirked, noticing the way goosebumps adorned your arms the more she spoke. You must not have heard what the two had said to you before, your thoughts being even louder than them.
“I’m sorry about them, they get a little shy sometimes.” You rested your hands in your lap, playing with your fingertips as the two spoke of you as if you weren’t even there.
“Oh, don’t worry, I think they’re just the cutest little thing I’ve ever seen.” She stared you down, biting her lip as she pictured how shy you’d be when she was in between your legs.
“You see, Y/N, I and your girlfriend aren’t so different after all.” That got both of your attention, watching with curiosity as she leaned back, and took a sip of her wine before speaking.
“In your…videos, you seem to just be a little cock-whore for Wanda. You’d do anything to get your mouth on her, you’re like an addict.” She started, humming to herself at the memories of the videos she had pleasured herself to many times, just wishing it was her fucking you instead. You were grateful for the loud tables near you, that way no one could hear the filth pouring out of her mouth.
“I wonder how addicted I can get you to mine in just one night.” Your eyebrows rose just enough for her to notice, a small laugh pooling from her mouth at you and Wanda’s shared reaction. She grabbed her purse from the table, standing up and giving you both her hand for you to follow. Wanda placed a hundred-dollar bill on the table and the three of you walked out. You guided her to the car that Wanda had been driving, letting her push you against the side as her lips connected with yours. Wanda watched, licking her lips and groaning when seeing her tongue slip into your mouth. You moaned, gripping the older woman’s arms as she held them by your head, refusing to let you go.
“Oh, Wanda, don’t be such a perv. If you’re going to watch at least help me a bit over here.” She kissed down your neck and to your exposed chest, smiling as it rose and fell rapidly. Wanda did as told, her hands running across your body like she’d never seen it before, but you all knew that couldn’t be further from the truth.
“That’s it? I’ve seen your videos, I know what you can do.” She looked around and Nat picked up on her worries.
“Really? You’re scared of people seeing you? Maybe you shouldn’t be posting your partner getting fucked by your cock every day then.” She gulped nervously, letting her fears slip away as she focused on you and your pleasure.
“Fuck, baby, I’ve been wanting to touch you since the day I saw you. Once I saw that offer, I knew I had to win. Then, I flew my private jet all the way over here, just so I could fuck you.” She pulled the small straps to your dress down your body, slowly letting the dress fall down your body as you were left bare in the warm night air. She dropped to her knees, grasping your thighs in her hands and pulling your hips forward.
“Ride my face, sweetheart.” You looked at Wanda for approval, only to see her palming herself through her pants. You looked back down at Nat, her hazy eyes staring into your own as you started a small, slow movement.
“I know you can do better than that, Y/N.” She mumbled against you, sticking her tongue out and letting you set your pace. You let out a deep breath, examining the parking lot that was completely empty besides for a few cars and the three of you. Your hips moved on their own as moans left you, your hands traveling to your breasts to tease them.
“Oh- yes! Fuck me, Natty, ruin me!” Wanda could feel a small pang of jealousy in her heart, but she couldn’t deny the act was so pleasurable.
“You like this, Wands?” You asked the woman, cupping her crotch and feeling the hardness through her slacks. “You like watching me getting fucked by someone else?” Your breath was ragged, and Wanda couldn’t stop herself from thrusting into your palm. She watched your hips rut against Nat’s face and whimpered, kissing you with full force to regain some sort of dominance. Nat moaned against you, and the vibrations are what tipped you over the edge. You shook in her hold, your hand clutching Wanda’s shoulder as you tried to get a hold of something.
“That’s it, such a good girl for me, love,” Natasha muttered against your skin, slowly standing up with your juices coating her tongue. She watched you depart from Wanda, a line of spit following after. Her fingers went to your chin, bringing you forward as you could taste yourself on her. Once she let you go, she did the same to your girlfriend, making out with her sloppily as she moaned at your taste.
“You’re such a slut, Wands, letting me fuck your girlfriend like that, don’t you have any dignity?” She stared into her eyes as she grasped your waist, pulling you close to her as you felt her bulge press against you.
“How pathetic do you have to be to get off to a stranger fucking your sweet little thing.” Wanda looked down in shame, but her hard-on proved otherwise. Nat laughed when noticing it, resting her hand on the bulge gently. For a moment, Wanda thought she would go easy on her, until Nat pulled her hands back to slap her covered cock. She mewled, thrusting into the pleasurable pain that Nat gave her.
“Look at this. Look at your pathetic girlfriend, Y/N, can’t believe you settled down for something like that.” You wanted to speak, you really did, but it was nearly impossible to do so. Nat unbuckled her pants, gripping your hand in her own and guiding it to the waistline of her boxers. You shuddered as you felt her, she had to have at least a few inches on Wanda. In a moment of confidence, you grasped her cock in your hands softly, letting it free from its confinements. You stroked her length, watching as her mouth twitched open and her eyes shut. You turned to Wanda, doing the same and relishing in the way they both chased after your hand. You ran your thumb over their tip ever so slightly whenever you got the chance, watching as they mumbled incoherently and panted against you.
“Mm, look who’s putty in my hands now.” You stated, licking your lips as pre-cum drooled out of both of their lengths. You wanted to taste them, but you wanted them inside of you at the same time.
“You act so tough, Natty, but in reality, you’re just a slut desperate for anyone’s touch.” You fired back, teasing her for all the degrading words she used earlier on. She whimpered, cupping your dripping wet cunt, teasing her fingers through your folds and teasing your clit.
“You get yourself off every day to two people fucking, just wishing someone would touch you the way I do. So instead, you waste thousands of dollars just to get your hands on someone, talk about pathetic.” Your lips quirked up, thinking you had her completely under your control. Oh, how wrong that was. She gripped your wrist harshly, slamming your front against the side of the car, your body being on display for the both of them. Natasha pressed her head against yours, her mouth next to your ear as she whispered,
“I guess being a nasty slut really is all you can fucking do.” Wanda stood next to her, her tip teasing your entrance before she slipped in with ease. You sighed contently when the head of her cock entered you, only to throw your head back when the rest of her joined. She shivered at your warmth, creating a slow pace of dragging herself in and out of you.
“You’re still mine, baby. You’re still my fucking bitch.” Wanda whispered against you, her head in the nape of your neck as Nat watched with her cock in her hand.
“Oh, God-”
“Yeah, I’m your God, baby.” Her teeth ran across your neck before pressing down, a whimper escaping your lips as you felt her tongue soothing the pain.
“Good girl, Wands, you’re fucking our girl so well.” She clenched her teeth at the word ‘our’, her jealousy overruling the coil in her stomach that had been building up.
“You gonna cum, Wanda? Hm? You gonna get our slut pregnant?” She nodded, unable to speak as she chased her high. You had already been on birth control ever since high school, so you didn’t need to worry about pregnancy, but it had always been a deep desire of Wanda’s. The fascination grew on you, and soon enough, you were begging her to cum inside of you every night.
“Oh- fuck! I-I’m-” She was cut off by her orgasm, her juices painting your walls white as your bit your lip to stop yourself from screaming.
You didn’t get to experience your high as, once Wanda had released, she was already starting to pull out.
“Wait-”
“Ah, ah, bad girls don’t get to cum, Y/N.” You were suddenly turned around, your body weak as your breath was too. You noticed a small gathering near the end of the street, they wouldn’t be able to see you from here but if they got any closer you would’ve been caught. The two of them seemed to notice this too and opened the door to the back seat for you.
“Now, put on your dress and get in the car. Me and Wanda want to fuck you properly this time.”
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FWB -
[ot7 x reader]
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NAMJOON -
namjoon: u like sunflowers?
y/n: you need to stop giving me flowers after we fuck
namjoon: why?
y/n: people don’t do that?
namjoon: i do?
y/n: and i have way too many flowers in my house rn
we like fuck a lot….
namjoon: but i like getting you flowers
y/n: i know
namjoon: do you not like flowers?
y/n: i do
namjoon: so i should get these sunflowers rn is what ur telling me
y/n: you do not need to get me anything
we fuck cuz i think ur hot and ur convenient
NOT because you get me flowers
namjoon: oh
y/n: oh?
namjoon: ok
y/n: don’t tell me i hurt your feelings
namjoon: you didn’t hurt my feelings
y/n: are you lying to me?
namjoon: a little bit
y/n: namjoon….
namjoon: i’m sorry….
y/n: this is not very no strings attached of you
namjoon: baby :(
y/n: YOU made that rule might i add
namjoon: i take it back
y/n: you can’t take it back
namjoon: i just did
y/n: ur just horny
namjoon: am not
i just like you
a lot actually
i like you a lot
can’t help but buy you flowers
y/n: joon
namjoon: yes baby
y/n: /&/&&&;&;&;
you make me sick
i REFUSE to blush and giggle rn
you do this all the time
u nasty little freak
act like you’re deeply in love with me or something
and then just ghost me for 100 years
and come back when u wanna fuck again
namjoon: not true at all
i ignored you for 2 days
ONE time
y/n: so you ignored me on purpose???
namjoon: you know i would never
was super busy i promise baby :(
y/n: i can feel ur horniness through the screen
namjoon: can you feel all the love i have for you as well??
y/n: see you ARE horny
namjoon: out of love and appreciation
y/n: whatever
namjoon: i’m standing in the middle of this florist looking like and idiot
come on baby
sunflowers yes or no?
y/n: no namjoon
and anways jin is at mine rn
so ur gonna have to wait until he leaves
and that’s IF he leaves
namjoon: that’s ok jin’s a very busy man these days ofc he’ll leave
i can wait
y/n: jin is not a busy man at all
you and i both know that 💀
he’s literally been crying in gc about how bored he’s been at home
namjoon: he has?
y/n: yeah literally yesterday
and the day before that
namjoon: maybe i didn’t see that
y/n: you need to read the gc more silly!
namjoon: ur right baby i do
y/n: ofc i’m right
namjoon: of course :)
y/n: …..
are u fr……
this is not fair
why is he leaving?????????????
namjoon
this was supposed be our catch up time☹️
what did you say to him????
and WHY is he listening to you
namjoon: didn’t say anything
told you he’s a busy man baby
y/n: shut the fuck up
namjoon: not nice :(
y/n: idc actually!
namjoon: you do
y/n: bring me tulips you slut
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JIMIN -
jimin: you need to buy more bread
y/n: ???
jimin: you have no bread
buy some more
y/n: are you in my house rn????
jimin: come home the kids miss you
y/n: motherfucker
jimin: i’m more of a you fucker!
y/n: shut up
jimin: shut me up
y/n: leave my house
jimin: are you on ur way home?
y/n: how did you even get in??
that is highkey very scary jimin!
jimin: do you not want me or something
y/n: hey i never said that did i?
jimin: well ur acting like you don’t want me :/
guess i’ll just leave then
sighs looks out window….
y/n: aw what a shame guess i’ll have to eat this bread i just picked up by myself….
jimin: hey i like bread….
y/n: no way me too…
jimin: you can make toast with bread…
y/n: that’s true and i make really good toast….
jimin: you do….
y/n: so like do you want to have toast with me….
jimin: wow look at you practically on ur knees BEGGING for me 🙄
y/n: whatever
you’ll be the one on ur knees soon anyways
jimin: is that a threat???
y/n: it’s a promise mr park!
jimin: just say you want my hand in marriage at this point
y/n: lol!!!!!!
jimin: i know you do
deep down
y/n: keep telling urself that!
jimin: she wants you jimin 😍
y/n: fucking freak
jimin: she REALLY wants you
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TAEHYUNG -
y/n: you told yoongi we were dating?
taehyung: can’t hear you rn babe
i’m literally drilling holes in the wall
it’s real noisy
y/n: we fuck each other that is it tae i told you this….
taehyung: 🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀 you want me 🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀you need me 🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀 🌀🌀you are my girlfriend 🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀
y/n: stop it
taehyung: you are in love with me
y/n: i am not
taehyung: sorry can’t hear you i’m drilling baby
i told you this already
y/n: drilling does effect your reading ability
taehyung: oh my god the wall dust has gotten into my eyes i can’t see omg someone help me ohhhshuszu
y/n: ur not funny
taehyung: can i come over later 🥺
y/n: can you stop telling people we are an actual couple
taehyung: i love you
y/n: i’m going to drop you
taehyung: in bed?
y/n: should of rejected ur stupid offer when you asked
fwb my ass
taehyung: we have that type of love that it gets just gets so overwhelming in the best way
don’t you agree?
y/n: shut the fuck up
taehyung: you know i like it when you take control
y/n: i’m gonna stop speaking to you taehyung
taehyung: 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭baby plz😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
i can’t even breathe without you 🥺
y/n: i mean it tae
taehyung: ok but let me sing for u rq
y/n: no
taehyung: you should let me love youuu
let me be the one tooooo
give you everything you want and neeeeddd
y/n: shut the fuck up
taehyung: i forgot the lyrics hold on
y/n: i am not holding on
taehyung: wait that’s so jack and rose core
i’ll never let go jack 🥺
and then she lets go of him
or does he let go??
idk i forgot
y/n: wish you were jack
taehyung: you into white men???
i’ll be a white man for you
y/n: absolutely not
taehyung: i’ll make you mayo sandwich
think that’s a white person delicacy
y/n: ur getting blocked now
taehyung: ok but we still fucking later???????
y/n: …..
taehyung: ???
y/n: ur so fucking annoying
taehyung: >3<
y/n: 5
don’t be late
taehyung: 🫡
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JUNGKOOK -
jungkook: the weather is so nice rn
y/n: do you want to fuck?
jungkook: please 😭
y/n: just say that next time idiot
jungkook: i’m sorry
just wanted to be a gentleman
don’t want to act like just using you for sex or something
y/n: you literally are???
jungkook: not true!!!!!!
y/n: 🤨
jungkook: i’m very upset that you think that
ur worth more to me than just sex ☹️
y/n: since when??
jungkook: since our first date i think
y/n: our first date????
you mean the time you took me to buy a plan b??
jungkook: no the time we had ice cream…
y/n: AFTER you took me to buy a plan b
jungkook: ☹️
y/n: don’t frown at me kookie
jungkook: don’t u like me?
y/n: ofc i like you
i’m fucking you am i not?
jungkook: yeah but
y/n: but?
jungkook: ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️
y/n: don’t you understand the concept of friends with benefits?
jungkook: i do ☹️
y/n: so why are you frowning at me?
jungkook: i just thought the benefits would be you falling deeply in love with me and holding my hand sometimes idk….
y/n: kook
jungkook: i’m sorry
y/n: 😐
jungkook: but like…
have you???
fallen in love with me i mean
i mean it’s cool if you haven’t
well not cool
but like cool for you
not really cool for me
but i’ll like cope lol
y/n: sighs
jungkook: changing the subject sorry i’ll cry
but anyways i know i said i wanted to be a gentleman and not act like i just use you for sex or whatever
but i do really need you rn lol
i can come over now right?
cuz i’m on my way lol no joke
i hope that’s ok with you
cuz it’s ok with me
ofc it’s ok with me why did i say that
sorry
but if it’s not ok with you that’s fine
well not fine for me lol
cuz i’m like painfully hard rn
that’s kinda gross
sorry i don’t know why i said that
but it’s ok i can always like
um
fuck some else
?
if ur busy or just not in the mood
i get it
don’t worry
y/n: omg you fuck other people?
wow i’m impressed!!!
you go superstar jk!
jungkook: I DON’T I DON’T OH MY GOD I DO NOT
idk why i said that lol
sorry for shouting
um yeah
i don’t
y/n: oh
jungkook: do you??
not that it matters or anything just wondering
y/n: well
jungkook: actually i don’t want to know lol
sorry for cutting you off btw
i didn’t mean it
well i did but like not in a i don’t care what you have to say type of way but in a if you say what i think ur gonna say i’ll throw up and cry and jump off a building
lol
that was a joke lol
LMAOOOO
ha
i won’t do those things actually haha 😭
i am a tough guy
i can handle if you were seeing other people
i can still come over btw right???
y/n: you talk a lot of shit
jungkook: sorry
i’m sorry
i get that
y/n: i like you jungkook
jungkook: yOU DO???
*you do?
sorry caps
oh wow
thanks ha
lol
i like you too
a lot
y/n: i want you
jungkook: OH
ok OK YEAH
that’s cool lol
in what context tho haha
like you want me as in you want me to be ur bf?
you want me to fuck?
you want me to die????
you want me
and this means it’s ok to come over right?
y/n
hello??
you have an incoming call from kook ♡
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YOONGI -
yoongi: you free? :3
y/n: i am
yoongi: :3
y/n: idk what that means
yoongi: yes you do
y/n: i don’t
yoongi: stop lying
y/n: never lied in my life
yoongi: ur lying rn
y/n: don’t think so
yoongi: shut up
y/n: that’s mean
yoongi: i’m coming over
y/n: for?
yoongi: y/n
y/n: yoongi
yoongi: stop it
y/n: stop what
yoongi: i’m not saying it
y/n: saying what
yoongi: …
y/n: what u coming over for yoongi :3
yoongi: no
y/n: no?
yoongi: changed my mind
not coming over
y/n: ok
yoongi: ok?
y/n: ok yoongi
yoongi: so u fucking other people now
y/n: woah?????
where did that come from
yoongi: ur fine with me not coming over..
you must be fucking someone else
y/n: jealous much
yoongi: SO YOU ARE?????????????
y/n: don’t shout at me
yoongi: i didn’t shout
y/n: you definitely did!
yoongi: i don’t even care fuck who you want
y/n: ok
yoongi: ok??????????
y/n: yoongi
yoongi: no
y/n: are you mad at me rn?
yoongi: no lol
y/n: wtf did i do to you what the hell
yoongi: who is it
y/n: ????
yoongi: give me a letter
y/n: a letter?
n??
yoongi: NAMJOON???????
yeah just go ahead and block me now
fucking namjoon
ur telling me namjoon better than me
LMAOOOO
y/n: tf are you talking about
yoongi: you and namjoon
y/n: me and namjoon??
yoongi: oh
so ur not..
y/n: i’m not following
yoongi: me or namjoon?
y/n: what
yoongi: you following me or namjoon
y/n: on insta??
twitter???
tf are you taking about
work with me here yoongi
yoongi: i’m drunk
y/n: that makes sense
yoongi: i lied
y/n: i don’t believe you
yoongi: i’m outside
y/n: my house???????
yoongi: no the fucking world trade centre
y/n: the what
yoongi: open ur fucking door
i need to kiss you
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SEOKJIN -
jin: IF YOU TOUCH JUNGKOOK ONE MORE TIME IM GONNA THROW UP EVERYWHERE AND RUIN THIS PARTY FOR EVERYONE
y/n: i think he’s so cute tho :c
jin: CUTE?????
he thinks 4x4 is 7 and i heard he never showers
but you see me i know that 4x4 is 24 and i shower regularly
y/n: 4x4 is 16 you idiot
jin: go away
y/n: you look like a loser in the corner by yourself
where ur hoes at seokjin?
jin: my one and only hoe throwing herself all over one of my best friends rn
y/n: no way?
jin: yes way :/
y/n: does she look good doing it tho?
jin: so good actually
i might faint
y/n: why don’t you go talk to her
jin: like i said she’s trying to fuck my best friend rn
y/n: ur no fun
jin: ur a cheater
y/n: i’m single actually
cheating is not a possible thing for me to do rn
jin: ur supposed to be my fwb not jungkooks
y/n: we are not exclusive jin u know this
and anyways sharing is caring!
jin: convinced you’ve lost your mind
y/n: ur wasting my time rn
kookies getting upset i’m not paying attention to him
jin: kookie????
don’t play i’ll throw up rn
watch me
sticking my fingers down my throat as we speak
y/n: no ur not
i can see you yk?
jin: so NOW you’re paying attention to me
y/n: i always have been
how else would i know you’ve been standing in that corner for and hour like the little creep you are
jin: ok it hasn’t been an hour
y/n: ur right
+30 minutes
jin: yeah whatever
you wanna leave rn??
y/n: only if i can bring kookie with
jin: no
y/n: but look at him
jin: he’s pretty ugly
y/n: 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
jin: i am not sharing you with anybody
y/n: that’s not ur decision actually
jin: it should be 😒
y/n: you asking me out rn mr kim 🤨?
jin: no
well
unless…..
y/n: me you kookie
one night i promise
jin: 😐
y/n: listen
jin: listening
y/n: one way or another i’m fucking jungkook tn
ur lucky i’m inviting you
jin: SIGHSSS
you ARE a cheater
i’ll let you fuck jk if you go on a date with me
y/n: can you not read??
was gonna fuck him anyways
jin: ok but I’LL join if you go on a date with me
y/n: you were joining regardless
jin: not true!
y/n: very true!
jin: ….
if you knew that why were you begging me?
y/n: had to make you feel special somehow
jin: you say that like i’m not?
y/n: you are
jin: i know
y/n: i’m glad
jin: ur so hot
y/n: thank u kookie just told me that 💓
jin: he doesn’t say it like i say it tho
y/n: you sure?
jin: very
y/n: interesting
jin: are you guys coming to the car or what?
y/n: so eager
jin: you blame me?
got to show jk how a real man fucks
then i got to take my girl on the best date of her life
y/n: your girl?
jin: problem?
y/n: *friend
jin: no!
y/n: ???
you can’t just say no
jin: watch me do it again
no!
y/n: i am NOT ur girl
jin: u right
wife 🥰
y/n: no!
jin: don’t use my shit on me
y/n: watch me do it again
no!
jin: ok whatever
ur opinion on the matter isn’t valid anyways
y/n: ???i think it is
jin: no!
y/n: kill yourself
jin: not really into the whole suicide thing
can you come kill me??
i would prefer you take me out via strangulation
y/n: you me sick
jin: come to the car now i’m boredddd
y/n: i don’t see you moving to the car
jin: i’ll move when you move
y/n: whatever
jin: so excited wifey😋🥰
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HOSEOK -
hobi: hey (my dick game insane)
y/n: sometimes i think if i knock on your head i would hear an infinite echo
hobi: hey (my dick game insane)
y/n: or maybe ur skull would just completely collapse idk
hobi: hey (my dick game insane)
y/n: yeah you said that
i bought you a tshirt by the way
was feeling generous
feel blessed bitch
hobi: hey (my dick game insane)
y/n: ok
can you like shut the fuck up
hobi: hey (my dick game insane)
y/n: hey (ok)
hobi: so… (it’s HUGEEEE btw)
y/n: so… (ok)
hobi: hey (no joke basically a third leg)
y/n: ok stop
hobi: no (can we fuck)
y/n: out shopping with family rn ur gonna have to wait
hobi: i can’t (they can join lol)
y/n: ur gross
hobi: ur kinda a shit friends with benefits (want u so bad dick might drop off)
like where are the benefits at rn?? (pls come take care of me)
y/n: i have a life hobi
cant fuck you all the time you know
hobi: boo (please)
y/n: do you not have anyone else that can help u rn?
hobi: are you stupid????? (i think ur stupid)
y/n: don’t call me stupid :(
hobi: sorry pretty (suck my dick pls pls pls pls)
y/n: i am out hoseok
hobi: don’t same my name like that (i’ll cum)
y/n: i did not say ur name like anything
i typed it
hobi: but in that moment and time i imagined the way you say my name (it’s hot)
y/n: stop imagining things then u whore
hobi: i’ll shoot myself (COME OVER)
y/n: stop typing like that
hobi: come over then i’ll stop (rizz)
y/n: shut up
hobi: ..- .-. / ... --- / .--. .-. . - - -.-- / .. / -.-. --- ..- .-.. -.. / . .- - / -.-- --- ..- / --- ..- - / .-. -. / .-.. --- .-.. (morse code rizz)
y/n: why tf do you know morse code
hobi: you never know when you need it i be in a lot of different situations pretty girl (strong brave educated man rizz)
y/n: whatever u freak
hobi: 01110000 01101100 01100101 01100001 01110011 01100101 00100000 01100110 01110101 01100011 01101011 00100000 01101101 01100101 00100000 01100010 01100101 01100110 01101111 01110010 01100101 00100000 01101001 00100000 01100101 01111000 01110000 01101100 01101111 01100100 01100101 00100000 01101001 00100000 01101100 01101111 01110110 01100101 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 (binary rizz)
y/n: what the actual fuck
hobi: i’m horny (i’m horny)
y/n: couldn’t tell actually
hobi: lol me gustas mucho no es broma sé mi novia (ultimate spanish rizz)
y/n: girlfriend???
hobi: YOU SPEAK SPANISH?//£:£:&,£:
y/n: you like me??????????????
hobi: BYE LMAO
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surprise guys ;p
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skzxlevanter · 11 months
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stray kids reaction with a shy and quiet s/o
───✱*.。:。✱*.:。✧*.。✰*.:。✧*.。:。*.。✱ ───
warnings: petnames, besides that overall fluff, a bit possessive and suggestive if you squint, but not really
found this in my drafts so i decided to complete this cute little drabble :) I’m sorry that there’s not a lot of content coming rn, but i’m still preparing for two remaining finals so i just don’t have the mental capacity and time,,hope you guys understand :/
besides that, enjoy the drabble and feel free to check out other things from my blog :D
bang chan:
oh well he would be so flustered when you get flustered and the two of you would just be a flushing mess most of the time
he really tries everything to not make you uncomfortable, also ordering for you at places and he would be more than patient with you, not wanting to overwhelm you in any way, also being a 100% protective of you
but at the same time he’d try to make things with you that make you come of your shell a bit, things that you usually wouldn’t do, but still not overstepping any boundaries, always letting you know that he‘s here for you
and like i said, he kinda likes it when you get all shy and blushy, sometimes making you blush on purpose and teasing you endlessly for it <3
lee minho
even tho he’d seem quite confident at first, i honestly think that he could be a little set back by the fact that you barely showed affection, but when he figures out that you’re just shy he takes it to his full advance
he does not miss a chance to flutter you when he can by giving you intense glares, or locking you between the wall and him in traditional k-drama style just to see your reaction, but never going overboard because hurting you or making you uncomfortable would actually break his heart
still, he loves it so much when you start to blush and ramble all kind of things when you’re stunned, breaking out into his signature bunny-like smile once he can‘t hold back anymore
and like chan, he would be super patient with you, giving you the space you need until your comfortable around him, not minding at all
seo changbin:
i can see him throwing around endless jokes just to see you getting all shy
he’ll also flex his muscles right in front of you just to see your signature blush
but besides that, even tho he doesn’t really want to admit this, the fact that you’re shy makes him kinda shy too so it might be a bit awkward at first
but the more you open up to each other, the more comfortable you get around each other and the more confident the two of you get
will definitely gently hold your hand anytime ( if you’re okay with it) and loves the time he spends with you nevertheless
hwang hyunjin
he probably wouldn’t quite know how to handle it at first, leading to a lot of awkward laughs
but over time, he’ll grow used to it and takes his time to get to know you as good as he can, letting you get comfortable around him, inviting you to various activities with him like drawing, galleries, random walks, etc…
that is when he’ll start to give you lots of heartfelt compliments, showing how much he appreciates you and helping you to get more confident in your own skin
overall he’ll be so gentle and loving at all times, aware to not hurt your feelings, but still trying to help you grow in the best way possible
han jisung
at first so.many.awkward.silences.
han is still an introvert at heart, so at first he’d don’t know what to do, a lot of doubts about himself rising up, buy when he realizes that it is just how you are, he’ll step up and warm up rather quickly
he’ll start talking non-stop over things he likes, asking you lots of questions while he’s at it to include you too
tries to make you laugh all the time, secretly loves how cute you look when you’re shy and get that little blush on your cheeks
but be ready to fight over who has to order or call people because that is something you’d both despise
lee felix
he’d be so gentle with you. seriously. he would act like you’re about to break any second
he’d immediately notice when you’re uncomfortable, not shying away from speaking up for you when you are and is just constantly making sure you’re okay
“everything alright, love?” // “anything on your mind, you look like something is off?” // “should i speak to them for you?”
in conclusion he will not let anyone make you uncomfortable, including himself, so he always watches your reactions and makes sure to never overstep your boundaries ever <3
kim seungmin
he can be such a menace,, exactly knowing how to push your buttons and thoroughly enjoying when you get all shy and will never stop teasing you
he also loves to take your shyness to his advantage, knowing you love to bury your flushed face in his neck and cuddle into him in embarrassment, so he basically can get affection without actually having to ask for it ;)
but like the others,, he’ll never hurt you, he knows when to stop and won’t do anything you’re not comfortable with
being at public places will also contain a lot of teasing, especially when it comes to ordering something, but in the end he’ll order for you and get you everything you want because he’s a sucker for you
yang jeongin
probably starts to giggle every time you visibly get shy over something, causing him to blush a bit himself
with him there always be a very fine line between him teasing and pushing you a bit out of your comfort zone and him getting shy too,,,but that actually makes it more easy for you to get comfortable, seeing that he can get all blushy and all over the place too
the relationship would therefore be pretty balanced, the two of you respecting each other’s boundaries but also growing together too, maybe even setting small challenges to achieve from time to time to get a bit more confident
but in the end, dates would mostly end up in quiet places or just at home, where the two of you are all in private and comfortable without a soul (be aware of incidents with the other boys tho) interrupting you
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𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 + 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ☆
𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐞. 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 :𝟑
𝐭𝐰𝐬/𝐜𝐰𝐬: 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐧 𝐠𝐮𝐭𝐬 (𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐦), 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐣.
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐚𝐟 𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧. 𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐝𝟎 (𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐫)
𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐂𝐒 ->
We’ve had our era years ago of unnecessary twinkification or crps, it’s time to be fr
He’s 6’6. Cause. Yeah. As shown in the middle image above, he’s a big dude. MUSCLES!!!!!
He literally eats people and I personally hc he hunts them down himself, ESPECIALLY if he’s super hungry. So he’s gotta have some muscle on him. (Foaming at the mouth rn)
Has ombré (retractable) claws u will not change my mind. His blood is either the same kinda ooze that comes from his eyes or a dark blue
He’s really fucking warm. Like he’s a god to be around in the winter because he’s just insanely hot. Figuratively and literally
I’m tryna figure out what he voice sounds like in my head, I definitely think it’s really deep. Forgive me but I think he’d sound a bit like corpse husband
He can definitely growl, but almost never does it because there’s no reason to since he’s level headed and hard to piss off, but also because it’s genuinely scary 😭😭
Not my original hc but I saw someone once saying he purrs in his sleep and AGH YES!!!
Has thermal vision: I think I mentioned this before, but I really enjoy this hc. As I’ve Also said before, he’s got really sensitive hearing and smell because of his lack of proper sight.
Is a gentle giant 100%. As much as Jeff can try his hardest to piss him off, he’s hyper aware of his strength and how easily he could tear someone apart if he lost control and that’s the last thing he wants, so he makes sure to keep his cool
Even if he’s somehow managed to get pissed off, if he can’t leave the situation he’ll just get more verbally aggressive (never physically) but if he CAN leave the situation, he removes himself immediately to make sure he or anyone else isn’t hurt.
Is actually really good with Sally and young kids in general, but has no idea how to handle babies. At all. Mostly because he’s scared he’ll drop them, but also because he can’t communicate with them like he can with young kids, and the crying and screaming babies do really upsets his sensitive hearing and ears 😭
Rarely removes his mask around the other creeps, and only really takes it off infront of sally and when it’s a small group of calmer proxies.
Loves loves LOVES to read books. It’s his favourite thing to do in his spare time
He either really loves or hates coffee, I haven’t made my mind up. But I’m pretty certain that he never drinks alcohol, because he doesn’t ever want to be put in a situation where he’s out of control.
Probably smells blood after he’s eaten, but most of the time has a really nice earthy kinda scent to him
He uses Aussie hair products fight me rn. Look me in the eyes and tell me he doesn’t have luscious curls..
uhm sorry he likes sealife and worships David Attenborough i dont make the rules
Really likes the Lego Batman movie. I won’t elaborate
𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐂𝐒 ->
As I said before, gentle giant
Isn’t overly affectionate at first because he’s a lot more nervous than given credit for, and will sometimes overthink it if he wants to hug you or hold your hand because he’s scared of his claws or misjudging his own strength.
So if you wanna hug him I think he’d, at first, just kinda stand there awkwardly and stiffly but would probably give your head a soft pat or rub your back if you insist.
Eventually he’d probably become a lot more comfortable, and more secure and confident that he wouldn’t hurt you
(It’ll take quite a bit or convincing but oh well)
Is more than happy to let you read with him or be in the Same room as him, no matter what you’re doing. Just being in each others company is sweet and enough :D
hugs from behind from this man would be legendary bro. ESPECIALLY CAUSE HES SO WARM AUGH 💔💔
i dont think hes as possessive as the other creeps (cough cough the diy scrub daddy) (jeff) but he can certainly be protective imo
godly cook. bro.. i want him to make me food rn..
as in u call up this mf at 3 in the morning to ask for some spaghetti bolognese with extra cheese and my boy is in the kitchen before u can blink
like the real man he is 🔥🔥🔥🔥
look me in the eyes and try and tell me his claws wouldn't give GODLY scalp massages bro.
Is really good damn attentive, especially when it comes to people he cares for. As in he knows ur sleeping, eating, breathing patterns like the back of his hand to make sure that he notices immediately if anything is wrong
Likes watching his partner sleep NOT IN A CREEPY WAY. just probably finds it really enjoyable and endearing to see someone he cares for so much in such a vulnerable and calm state
He’s so silly I’m in love with him
I’m honestly not sure what kinda pet names he would use, because he doesn’t seem the type to use the generic “babe/baby” to me, but he’s def not like Jeff (who will come up with the most downright jaw droppingly nasty names ever for fun)
He’d probably use either “sweetheart” or “darling” nothing too major, but would probably just mostly use a shortened version of your name or a nickname he gives u. He silly he bbg
Really loves cats. Really really loves them, and will get on one knee and propose to you if you have any (/hj.)
>>>
𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚/𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐣 𝐬𝐨 :𝟑
𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐧𝐨𝐩
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restinslices · 2 months
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How do you think earth realm boys would be like around their crush?
Haven’t made moodboards for them so this is all I got rn
Johnny Cage
He would be incredibly shy 
^ That's something I would say if I lost it 
Am I suffering from lack of sleep? Yes. Have I lost the plot? No. 
Johnny is a huge flirt. He was flirting with Kitana and he hardly knew her 
And I'm pretty sure a lot of his MK1 intros is just him flirting or being a little shit 
So with that being said it’s obvious to everyone 
It’s obvious at least that he finds you attractive. The problem would be trying to figure out whether he’s just being Johnny or if he actually likes you 
Which would be difficult 
He flirts, he makes sly jokes, he says how much you should be with him and that he could totally handle you, how great you’d be together and a whole bunch of other shit
Like I said though, the main problem would be knowing if he’s joking or not 
But I think if you simply asked “dude, are you joking?” He’d say “no” immediately 
But Johnny’s eyes tend to wander so you wouldn’t be wrong for being hesitant 
It’d be dogshit if you were just his distraction for the month 
You’d know he’s serious though because he keeps going for months 
Obviously you’ve encountered other attractive people but he doesn’t seem to care about them and his eyes are always on you 
A model could walk by and he’d be too busy pulling your chair to notice 
That’s how you’d know he’s serious. It’s been months and he’s still focused on you? 
Whether or not you share those same feelings is a different story 
Kenshi Takahashi 
Probably one of the hardest to tell 
Idk if this is a headcanon I made up or if it’s canon but I feel like Kenshi is good at hiding certain emotions 
If it’s an emotional moment then yeah, it could slip but this is something more casual 
He wouldn’t say anything but he’d do things for you 
You’d mention you haven’t had time to cook because you’ve been busy and he’d offer to help with whatever 
He’d ask your opinion on stuff first as well 
As friends he makes sure you’re included but it’s even more so if he has a crush (this is not correct English but I cannot think of how else to put this)
One of the other guys would make some joke about him being in love and he’d look at them in a way that would let them know they were right 
Kenshi is not 10 so trying to blackmail him won’t work 
His eyes are always on you and even though he knows he shouldn’t be jealous of other people that are close to you, he can’t help it 
There’s two voices in his head. One says “just tell them”, the other says “you’re gonna mess up your friendship”
So he’d continue to be a little butler lowkey until he actually felt like he had to get a move on 
If someone showed genuine romantic interest in you, then he’d start moving 
He’s either gonna be stereotypically sweet and get flowers and shit or he’s just gonna ask you out at a random time 
Like I said, whether or not you accept his invitation is up to you 
Dude is probably tense as fuck the entire time he’s asking 
Kung Lao
Similar to Johnny 
Kung Lao has such an inflated sense of self, you not liking him makes no sense to him 
Does that mean he just tells you right away though? No
There’s lots of things that make no sense and happen anyway so he plays it safe 
And by safe I mean he is incredibly obvious but doesn’t just straight up tell you 
Lots of flirting and lingering looks 
He does a lot of extra shit then looks to see if you saw it 
It’s like when a kid does a cartwheel then looks to make sure their parents saw them 
He also straight up asks for compliments 
“That was a really good kick, right?”
Sure Kung Lao
He likes compliments way better from you now
He kinda acts the same because everyone knows he has a big head but the flirting makes it obvious 
And Raiden definitely knows. Kung Lao told him because why wouldn’t he?
Anyone joking about stealing you away bothers him a lot more than he’d like to admit 
He’s both “I’m Kung Lao. You have no chance” and “but what if they do have a chance?”
Admits his feelings way sooner than Kenshi 
Probably does it extremely casual too just to rip the bandaid off 
You’re standing next to each other and he’s like “we should go on a date on Friday”
Well since you asked so nicely-
Who’s turning down Kung Lao? Let’s be fr for a second 
Raiden
Doesn’t he like Kitana and it was incredibly subtle? I only found out because of intros 
So with that being said, I think it would be difficult to tell 
He’d act the same way he does as your friend 
I think his fear of messing up your friendship would be higher than everyone else 
So he doesn’t say anything 
In a different post I said he’d give you produce as a gift and I think that’s still the same here 
He’s gonna still have the hookup so food is a frequent gift he gives you to show his affection 
He also offers to do tasks for you 
When it comes to training, he’s probably noticeably softer towards you 
His excuse is “oh, I didn’t notice I was doing that”
It’s a terrible lie 
Everyone at some point finds out because he’s constantly staring at you and is soft towards you 
Raiden is a pretty calm person but he’d actually strangle Kung Lao if he said anything. He’d get a toddler’s grip 
You’d probably find out about it from the other guys instead of him 
And you’d think they’re just fucking around like they always do 
Raiden still refuses to confess. He doesn’t wanna confess then lose you completely 
And tbh he’d probably take so long, you’d get into other relationships and he’d just watch 
Finally though after 279373 years he’d confess which would free him from his emotions and Kung Lao harassing him 
Liu Kang
I think there’d be two stages to this 
The first stage is “I’ll just ignore it”
During this stage he’ll try to ignore his feelings for you because bullshit comes after Liu Kang constantly and dragging you into that is something he definitely doesn’t wanna do 
There’s a good chance you were in the previous timeline and you died horribly so he wants to stay away so he doesn’t fuck up this new life for you 
During this time he’d compliment you on your skills and be a lot more patient with you when it comes to you screwing up (which is something everyone does)
He either involves you in a lot of missions of sidelines you so you won’t be hurt 
Which is kinda shitty because that means he’s sending other people into dangerous situations 
Soon after this stage, he enters the second stage 
This stage is the “fuck it” stage 
Liu Kang does not have a good history when it comes to romance 
He was way too slow and lost Kitana (multiple times I think. I don’t remember what happened in the dlc in MK11) and now in this timeline, Kitana has no memory of them and has no feelings for him. Then he saw his Kitana but they can’t be together. 
Because of this he realizes that he has to start moving quicker and prioritizing his happiness 
So he just asks 
It’s better to hear “no” than to always wonder what could’ve been 
But bitch who is turning down Liu Kang? Don’t be stupid 
He’d probably take you to a secluded spot and say how he feels and ask you to go on a date with him 
It seems like it came out of nowhere but if you review what’s happened between you two, it’ll start to make sense 
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lueurjun · 8 months
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neighbours to lovers! jake sim.
neighbour!jake x reader! in which jake sim has been in love with you from the minute he set his eyes on you. thank u so much for your support<3
OKAY LEMME TAKE A MOMENT TO GATHER MYSELF
because NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOUR JAKE???
WHO HAS BEEN IN LOVE WITH YOU SINCE YOU WERE KIDS?
dead. cant breathe.
his family and your family obviously know each other well
and i see his house as being ‘the spot’ during your childhood where all the neighbourhood kids used to play
he had these monkey bars in his backyard that everyone always wanted to play on
but jake always made sure you got to go on them first
#whipped
#nineyearoldrizz
brace yourselves
are you braced?
i’m not sure you’re braced
… HE WAS YOUR FIRST KISS
i know!! so cute right?
fighting back tears rn
you were only eleven so you didn’t really think much of it. he was your first kiss and you were fine with that
jake on the other hand?
he still thinks about it
in fact, that’s one of the scenarios he thinks of to help him get to sleep
boy is hopelessly in love
and everyone knows it too
like he denies it but everyone just knows
because he will drop anything just to do you the smallest favour
“hey jake, are you busy? i could really use your help watering my parents flowers?”
jake, who is in fact busy, “nope. not at all. never. give me that watering can.”
i repeat: w h i p p e d
cant blame him tho. you’re the embodiment of warmth, the personification of excellence. you are simply amazing.
i got more rizz that jake just sayin… ;D
despite knowing you for so long, he still gets all tongue tied whenever you’re around
and you’re just clueless
a perfect little dumbass
no matter how many times your family and friends — and even HIS family and friends — try to tell you, you’re convinced he’s just being friendly
because boys like jake don’t like people like you
you’re not enough for him. and he’s certainly not attracted to you
keep thinking like that. i dare u. i’m outside of your house. ur perfect! MWAH MWAH. take all my love pls
in true neighbours to lovers fashion, your bedroom window faces his
#youbelongwithmecore
and sometimes like the little creep that you are, you peek inside of his room to see if he’s there
unbeknownst to you, little jakey poo does the exact same thing
soulmates fr
twins asf
people that creep on each other, end up with each other
i do not condone staring into your crushes bedroom. do not do that. you may get arrested… but if you do send me your mug shot, i bet u look adorable! KIDDING IM TOTALLY KIDDING PLS DONT GET ARRESTED
anywhooo, one particular night you peek into his room
at the exact same time as him
cue that spiderman meme where they’re just pointing at each other
you both just kinda freeze
staring at each other
because now what? you’ve both caught each other out
eventually, you shuffle forward and open your window which coaxes jake to do the same
the confidence comes naturally because it’s only jake, you know him like the back of your hand
tho ur screaming on the inside because a) you’re embarrassed and b) JAKE WAS STARING INTO YOUR ROOM WHICH MEANS HE WAS LOOKING FOR YOU
it’s almost like he’s in love with u or sumn idk
“are you stalking me, sim?”
his cheeks go bright red and he kinda starts spluttering
“i—no. i promise i wasn’t—i-“
well. that was disappointing. you kinda hoped he’d keep up with your flirty banter
“it’s okay jake, i was doing the same thing.”
honest icon. you truly can do no wrong
even more spluttering. even more blushing
because YOU???? WERE WATCHING HIM??
bro loves stalkers. IM KIDDING ILY
anyways there’s something about the atmosphere
and to jake, it just seems right to say what’s on his mind
which leads to him sitting with his feet hanging out of the window and the darkest shade of red on his cheeks
“i still think about that kiss.”
did u hear me scream?
your mind goes blank
because what tf does that mean?
the kiss?? THE KISS? THE FIRST KISS???
HE STILL THINKS ABOUT THAT???
he can’t look you in the eyes, choosing to fiddle with his fingers instead
and you just stand there dumbfounded
bby talk to him before i lose my mind
when you don’t say anything, jake scrambles back into his room which kinda snaps you out of your trance
his fingers are itching to close the window
“i’m kinda upset that you’ve never come back for seconds”
i literally have a lambo and nine mansions
marry me rn
now it’s jakes turn to be speechless
bro is FLABBERGASTED
“oh.” 🧍🏻
“oh?”
“oh.”
this is painful. it’s 5:30 am rn cut me some slack
you have this poor boy breaking out into a rash from stress
and it worsens when you grab your coat and demand for him to meet you outside
like the true gentleman, he doesn’t leave you waiting long and almost falls flat on his face trying to get through the door
what a loser. i love him
he shuffles towards you, hands in his pockets and a look that says he’s absolutely terrified
are you gonna slap him? tell him you never want him to speak to you again?
“look, i’m sorry if i overstepped—“
“are you gonna give me my kiss i’ve been waiting for or not?“
it’s then that he notices that you’re both in the exact same spot as you were all those years ago when the first kiss happened
literally giggling and kicking my feet rn
“a-are you sure?”
and those are the exact words he uttered the first time too
he was as nervous as he was back then, perhaps even more so this time around
because this isn’t an innocent childhood kiss
you’re grown now. it’s different
in true y/n fashion, you start to lose patience
so you trust your gut and you grip onto his shirt, tugging him closer giving you the perfect chance to collide your lips with his
jake’s hands waft around in stress until they finally settle on your waist and he gains enough confidence to pull you somewhat closer to him
i don’t want a boyfriend. i don’t want a boyfriend. i don’t want a boyfriend.
the kiss is a thousand times better than the first
it's passionate and sentimental, full of longing and tenderness. it’s everything and more.
pulling away is almost a chore as you rest your head against his.
“i could get used to that.”
jake goes to respond, a breathless chuckle ghosts your lips when suddenly a wolf whistle cuts through the street
“AYO JAY OWS ME 20! I KNEW HE’D GROW SOME BALLS EVENTUALLY”
sunghoon, the neighbour across the street who also happens to be jake’s best friend, is leaning out of his window.
that definitely should have ruined the moment but you were far too wrapped up in the bliss of having jake so close to you, that nothing could ruin the happiness you felt
not even sunghoon and his idiocy.
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har-rison-s · 3 months
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tell me i'm good | coryo snow x fem!reader
a/n: ohmygod you guys why did this take me like almost 3 weeks....... mnadfahsdf anyways um this might be like the last chapter idk ???!!!! what would you guys like me to do.... cos im kinda losing my grip on coryo rn, im at the end of my tbosas copy and im just so disgusted w him idek ???? but uhh yeah. sorry i'm a bit of a mess lately. i did have some little things i could be including in further writings, like y/n meeting tigris, or y/n reuniting w coryo after he returns from 12, but there's not much material for like whole chapters, idk. hope you at least enjoy this and let me know if u guys have any ideas!! happy reading <3
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usually Coriolanus would feel unease in a rich family’s home, like y/n’s was. unease because he felt like he belonged there, in homes like that, but he didn’t exactly deserve to. the snow name had fallen to ruin and bankruptcy because of district twelve, and they’d been living in hunger with barely any money since then. it had made Coriolanus lose the confidence he wanted to regain, about himself and the way he carried his family name. 
he always put on a certain stance and grace when walking into homes like this, a way that would never make the hosts doubt he came from a place any different than this. being in homes like this made him feel ashamed of his living conditions. he was grateful towards Tigris for putting in her efforts to upkeep their home, but he could never escape the fact that this wasn’t how they were supposed to live, it gnawed at him day and night. and when he was in homes like this, Coriolanus felt uneasy because his home was nothing like these ones.
but when it was just him and y/n in her shower, her bathroom and her bedroom, he felt none of that unease or shame. he did feel a little envious, but that’s where it ended. the other spiteful and loathing feelings he usually felt were gone. perhaps it was just her effect on him that did it, but he felt like admitting that would make him vulnerable. he knew it, just didn’t want to admit to himself. to her – always. he couldn’t hide her effect on him if he tried.
the one difference he realized between her home and his was that the outside world was completely quiet here. from the snow penthouse Coriolanus could hear street noises – rats, people, cars, trams. grandma’am’s singing was really the worst of the noises, but that was a different case. it almost spooked him how quiet it was here. he liked it. lying beside y/n in her bed, both of them wearing pyjama shirts and underwear, he glanced at her reading a book that looked older than anything he’d seen before.
“i thought most books were burned in the war, or even in the old world,” Coryo admitted to her and watched as corners of y/n’s lips tugged into a gentle smile at that. she had her back against the headboard, and could look down at Coryo. she didn’t, her eyes were still on the tiny words printed on the pages.
“they were,” she said, “my mother got only three as a gift when she was a kid. they were her most prized possessions, she always had them with her.” y/n sighed. “they survived the war, it seems, and everything else, and joined my father’s library.” she finally looked at him and smiled. she closed the book, but not without leaving a bookmark where she had stopped, and shoved it onto her nightstand. she shut off the light and slid to lay beside Coryo. her hand under her pillow, she looked at him moving to lay on his side to face her, tucking his hands under his pillow, too. she smiled and Coryo mirrored that, too. 
“grandma’am has some books at home,” he said to her, “but i’m sure she hasn’t touched them in ages,” he added and made y/n laugh. 
“do you think Lucy Gray has books at home?” y/n asked suddenly, and Coryo’s expression changed. he’d completely forgot about her until y/n mentioned her just now. she was still in the arena, hiding from Coral and the others. y/n looked into his eyes as the motions changed in the blue of them. “her songs do sound like ones from a book,” she added in an innocent voice, still waiting for any sort of answer from Coryo.
he huffed. “they sure do,” he replied quietly, shortly, “but they’re her own. at least the ones she’s sang so far,” he said then and looked down between him and y/n. 
“i really loved the one she sang when you were supposed to have your interview,” y/n admitted, “the very first words, something about when she was younger, she fell into hollers and now when she’s a girl, she fell into that mystery boy’s arms. those really touched my heart,” she said with a smile and still looked to Coryo. he shyly looked into her eyes, “made me think of you.” she all but mumbled quietly. 
he made a half-smile. “really?” he asked and she confirmed with a nod. 
“sounds like me and Lucy Gray were both angry little ladies when we were younger,” y/n said and rolled over onto her back, “i certainly was. gave my parents and the babysitters pains,” she sighed, “i do regret being hard on them, but i never regret anger that i had, whatever it might have been about.” she turned her head to Coryo, who had suspected that she’d turned away from him all together by laying on her back now. but she didn’t turn away. just felt shy. “mother used to say there would never be a boy who liked me if i was always this angry,” y/n said and hummed quietly. 
“well, she was wrong,” Coryo immediately said and reached a hand out to stroke her delicate cheek, “i like you, and not just because you’re angry, but it’s a good characteristic to have,” he said and it made y/n turn to lay on her side to face him again, a smile on her face. he did like her anger, it showed courage. but it unnerved him sometimes, just like Sejanus did when he spoke up against teachers, dr Gaul or anyone else higher standing. y/n and Sejanus could both get into serious trouble just by being themselves. oh, but isn’t it fun, Coriolanus, to have such strong, different people around you?
“that will prove her wrong when we tell her about us,” y/n said in a hopeful voice, and Coryo nodded before he could respond otherwise. he wanted to give her a smile, but instead he gave her the ghost of one, his thoughts slithering away elsewhere. 
“do you think... it’s good arms that you’re falling into? my arms?” he asked, wondering the worth of those lyrics to her. and his worth to her, and overall. she’d practically just admitted that she had fallen into his arms, into him, so he had to know. he had his anxieties about what he did in the arena not too many hours ago, about what it could mean, what it could change, who would find out. now that his mind wasn’t entirely preoccupied with other things and she had reminded him about Lucy Gray, Coriolanus’ thoughts ran wild again. 
y/n put her hand on his cheek and stroked her thumb over his pearly skin. she wasn’t sure about her answer. believing Coryo was good was different than him actually being good, and she’d always believed her own good thoughts of people who weren’t entirely good rather than seeing them for who they truly were and accepting that. she knew Coryo wasn’t perfect, not really, under the surface, and sometimes he made very strange compromises. but not to her. he’d always been good to her. “i think so,” she said finally, quietly, “you’re good to me.”
he shook his head, and her hand moved to his lips and then back to his cheek again. Coryo felt a surge of euphoria at her fingers against his lips. “i try to be, but...” he looked into her eyes, “i don’t know if i am good.” he admitted and y/n’s eyes gave him a puzzled glance. “i couldn’t tell you before, but,” he took a deep breath, “i killed one of the tributes. in the arena.” he finally said, no distractions, no avoiding the subject, just straight-forward truth. laying himself and his actions out in the open. 
y/n’s eyebrows puzzled, then drew together as her eyes searched all over, then looked to a spot between her and Coryo. he’d killed someone. he’d killed a kid and then just gone to her home and... without telling her about it. truly, he was in shambles when she saw him, and could hardly get a word out, but... she took her hand away and curled it under her pillow. she felt used. she didn’t look at him, though Coryo wanted to beg her to do so, to say anything, do anything. anything other than this silence. 
“did you come here with... those intentions? did you want to just... sleep with me and then go back to your home?” she asked him finally, all kinds of thoughts were racing through her mind. “like i’m just some...” profanities circled her mind.
Coryo shook his head at her voiced assumptions and scooted closer to her under her covers. he’d made her upset, but not in the way he’d anticipated. girls do have a different view of everything, they really do. “no, no, it wasn’t like that at all,” he told her. wasn’t it? “i didn’t want to go home,” he said, “i just ran and ran until i recognized your house and... i just knew it was the right place to be. i couldn’t be with anyone else, y/n,” he almost pleaded. she gave him a glance.
“and what then? i wasn’t inviting you to do all these things to me, with me,” she said, suddenly feeling nauseaus from the thoughts she was having, the assumptions that clouded her mind and swam into her words, “you wanted to.”
“i did want to, and no, it wasn’t—ugh,” Coryo turned to lay on his back, “i just couldn’t bring myself to tell you then. you-you’re where i feel the safest. and... you are irresistible to me, as i’ve said before.” he turned to lay on his side again, where y/n had pulled into herself more, her arms around her own frame, eyes staring blankly into her bedding. “you’re not just someone to me, i would never use you like that,” Coryo assured her, and y/n looked into his eyes finally. he felt relief, if only momentary. she’d looked at him, at least, “i couldn’t even tell you what you mean to me. too much, is what you mean to me.”
he offered her a smile, but she just looked back at him. “so what we did wasn’t just a distraction for you?” she asked in a quiet voice, and Coryo shook his head, happy they were on the same page finally. 
“no, y/n, it meant the world to me,” he told her, “and so do you.” he promised and managed that smile again. she believed him. she didn’t care that it could make her a fool later – that was later, and not now. now she was his world, she was his solace, his comfort, his safe place. “i love you,” Coryo said. didn’t i tell you that already? he searched her eyes and she nodded, finally. 
“i love you, too,” she said back and Coryo held her face in his hands with her silent permission, “i just wish i could know what goes on in that head of yours,” she admitted, though fearing it may make Coryo lock himself up and never say a word to her again. some would call knowing what the other is thinking an invasion of privacy, but she didn’t see it that way, and neither did Coryo.
“i wonder the same thing about you,” he admitted back and y/n raised her eyebrows momentarily at that statement, a little surprised, though she was glad to hear that he felt the same way, “i never want to make you feel worthless to me, y/n, i—”
she shook her head, “you can’t really control that,” she pointed out.
“but i want to try,” he said, and thought that it would be best if he could control every aspect of how she felt about him or what he made her feel. her anxieties were out of his hands, but he wanted them to go away, and wanted to do his best for her to not have them at all. not plant the seeds for those anxieties. 
“tell me about it,” she urged him after again shaking her head gently at him. she tucked her face closer to his, “did you do it for Lucy Gray?” she asked and looked up into his eyes again.
“well, yes,” he answered, “but he would have killed me and Sejanus, too. it was...”
“self-defense?” she asked and Coryo nodded. “they sent you in there after him and didn’t even provide protection.” protection from who? kids who have been pushed out into an arena, onto a stage, and told to perform and survive? 
“that was the catch, yes,” Coryo said, “he ran after us, though he was limping, and attacked us. i didn’t...” he gulped and looked down, “i didn’t want to hurt him, but... i felt something, and i... couldn’t stop.” y/n looked into his eyes. “i don’t feel... i don’t think i’m the same anymore.”
y/n pulled him into an embrace, his head against her chest, damp curls tickling her neck, and held him tightly. it was almost like cradling him, so gently, comfortingly, offering her solace. she didn’t know what to say to him, what words to offer. it seemed they’d all ran out. the smart-mouth y/n had nothing to say for the first time in her life. 
“do you still think i’m good?” Coryo asked quietly, his voice muffled. y/n sighed, her eyelids fluttering, eyes turning glassy as no doubt Coryo’s were too, she could hear his voice on the whiny, sob tone. he needed comfort, reassurance.
“i think you can be,” she told him her honest thoughts quietly, despite knowing it wasn’t a direct answer to his question. Coryo gulped and pulled back, just to look at her, just to hold her, too. 
“tell me i’m good,” he pleaded and took her face in his hands again. y/n felt confused, and looked at him with eyes very much expressing that, but couldn’t stop herself from what she said next. 
“you’re good,” she assured in an unsure voice, and was taken aback by Coryo kissing her. hard, sudden, urgent, desperate. she could hardly draw breath, his teeth were clashing against hers, lips hungry on hers, tongue licking at her teeth, the inside of her mouth, hungry, starving, desperate, “you’re good.” she said again, still sounding unsure but less than the first time. Coryo whimpered into her mouth at her words, he felt himself twitch beneath the fabric of his loaned pyjama pants. seriously? he asked himself at first. but then, this is good. this is doing something good for you. listen to her, “you’re good, Coryo,” y/n gasped into his mouth. she could feel him against her inner thigh now that their bodies were intertwining again. Coryo moved his lips to her neck, nipping, licking, softly biting, suckling at her skin, drawing out the most delicious of noises out of her, only making himself more desperately aroused from it, more desperate for her, “Coryo, you’re...” she couldn’t even finish her sentence as she writhed in his hold, her hands grasping at the skin under his shirt, fingers teasingly slipping between his hot skin and the elastic of his pyjama pants. 
“say it,” he reminded her in a whisper, a request in the disguise of a whine. Coryo grinded his hips against y/n’s, drove his growing length against her cunt, and found warmth there immediately. y/n almost cried out her next words, the heat between her and Coryo making her nearly as desperate as him. desperate for each other, like bitches in heat.
“you’re so good, Coryo,” she squeezed out and pushed her hips up against his. she put her hands on his chest and pushed him back on the bed, his back on her soft-as-ever pillows, and his eyes looking up at her. she just adored the sight of him like this, but couldn’t hold herself away from kissing him, stopping her short adoration of him. he needed her. he needed her support. so she’d give him that. she had always been ready to do that. take care of him. she’d done that in another way time and time over already.
she took his hand and pushed it in her pyjama bottoms, and Coryo groaned, relishing at touching her at her most vulnerable part again, this ever-inviting slick warmth that was all his to touch, to please, to discover. 
“touch me, Coryo,” she breathed onto his lips, and he nodded in half a second. so compliant, so obedient, doing what he’s told. afraid for what may come if he doesn’t. afraid of the chaos that comes for not following orders. always melting like chocolate under her hot touch, compliant to her. his fingers ran through her folds, covered in slick, making her gasp and arch her back, hair in the air. Coryo watched her in awe, in adoration. she was a goddess above him. assuring him he was good, telling him what to do, listening to him, falling apart under his touch, such an effortlessly beautiful girl. he had lucked out. Coryo kept his eyes on her face as he pushed two of his fingers inside her walls. it made y/n sigh and shudder in relief, he was delicate on her soreness, like balm on a bruise, “Coryo,” she moaned and felt his fingers curl inside of her, making her eyes roll back into her head, “fuck, you’re so good for me, Coryo.” 
he nodded again, eyelids fluttering and lips stretching into a smile. her words and noises fed his ego and flattered his heart that so longed for words of praise and recognition. they also made his hard-on grow in his pyjama pants, and he felt kind of shameful for it. he grazed her walls with his fingertips and felt how it made her shudder sitting above him, her cunt squeezing him in, her thighs tightening around his hips—locked in. Coryo moaned, he felt his hand between his clothed, growing erection and her cunt, and it was the perfect squeeze. her warmth pressing against his own, pulling him in. he pumped his fingers faster inside her, delicious sounds from her cunt going straight to his erection.
“Coryo,” y/n mewled and rocked her hips on his hand. he could tell she was desperate, and that meant she was close, too. she was nearly crying, her soreness from before joining the immense pleasure Coryo was providing, “be good for me and make me come, Coryo, please,” she half-pleaded, half-commanded, and Coryo nodded again, beyond turned on but still so focused. his other hand reached around her hips and pushed a splayed palm on the small of her back, pushing her core more into his hand, down onto his length. y/n groaned and gasped for him, but she took his hand and guided it up her pyjama shirt, over her breast, and made him squeeze the flesh of it. that made her whimper and only yearn for her release more. she was oh-so-close, about to fall over that sweet edge for the second time that night. 
Coryo pulled his trump move of pressing a digit against her clit and ground his hips up against hers again, trying to maintain a rhythm, and knew that was it, he could feel the difference in her body immediately. she jerked, and her thighs trembled—she was so sensitive still—and she drew ragged breaths. y/n collapsed on top of Coryo as she came, uttering his name under her breath, and he drew his hand from under her shirt to wrap it around her frame to just make her feel his ever-long support. her hair in his face, they were both gasping for air, skin on skin, and Coryo didn’t even realise until he felt not just her wetness on his fingers, but his own under his hand, soaking through his pyjama pants, that he’d come, too. he hardly even felt it, unlike that first time just a mere hour or two ago. his cheeks blushed a bright pink on his pale skin and he tremendously, though stupidly, hoped she wouldn’t notice. 
but when she kissed his cheek and his neck after regaining herself, he sort-of forgot about the little detail, melting into her affections on him. “Coryo, you did so good for me,” y/n quietly praised him and then raised her head to look at him. he shyly looked into her eyes and managed a smile in response. what she did next surprised him immensely. she reached her hand into her pyjama pants and gathered her own white honeydew liquid on her fingers and then drew that hand of hers to Coryo’s own lips, “taste me,” she breathed with a compelling spell on her tongue that had Coryo not even thinking twice before he did as he was told. 
she slid her fingers in-between his pretty bow lips, watching it happen with hungry eyes all the while, and Coryo welcomed her digits with delight. his tongue swirled around her fingers as he sucked her liquid off them, and moaned at the taste of her, all the while keeping his eyes on hers. she grinned faintly, just adoring the sight of her fingers in his mouth, his messy curls and pink cheeks. y/n leaned down close to his face and pulled her fingers out slowly, his tongue following right after them. she trailed her fingers across his lips, tracing their edges and corners as Coryo parted them wider, she looked onto him with insatiable hunger, turning him into a complete puddle under her. she kissed his lips with her hand across his cheek, thumb digging into the corner of his lips, right in the middle of her kisses. it turned Coryo on again, even though he deemed it impossible. 
“how am i?” y/n asked quietly with a smile on her lips, and Coryo returned the expression. 
“sweet like sugar,” he told her the absolute truth, making y/n smile wider. he lightly bit into her thumb as he looked up at her, “we both need to change pyjama pants,” he said quietly, suddenly shy. y/n looked down at between them, which was the last thing Coryo wanted her to do, but the look on her face assured him altogether. 
“oh, Coryo, that’s alright,” she assured him about his accident and caressed his cheek with her hand, bearing the sweetest face of all as she looked at him, “don’t be sorry.” she pleaded and Coryo nodded with a true smile on his pink bow lips. he clearly enjoyed listening to her telling him what to do, and had no problem obeying her. “we’ll find some in the laundry room. but after that we’re really going to bed,” she said, and he nodded again, “you do need your rest for tomorrow.” 
right, tomorrow. the games were still on, and Coryo was required to attend. he should be walking into Heavensbee hall high and proud—if no one had killed Lucy Gray during the night, of course—acting his best and looking his best, pretending like there was not a scratch on him. another day, another act. though, could he really hide something like what he’d done tonight from the whole world? they were watching, for sure.
“will you be there with me, tomorrow?” he asked as y/n pulled him up from the bed, and she looked up at him with a special glint in her eyes. she could cry at his earnest question. he wanted her there. maybe her little fantasy of them walking into Heavensbee hall hand in hand finally could become reality. they’d kept up the casual classmate relationship appearance to everyone else so far, no one even suspected a thing of the slightest bit of friendship between them. it should be pretty obvious, but their classmates proved otherwise.
y/n squeezed his hand hard in hers and gave him the biggest smile, “of course i will,” she assured him, “if you want me to be there, with you, in front of everyone.” she pointed out and seemed to be asking him a question without actually asking him.
Coryo realized then that this night between them had changed everything. especially this last intimate exchange, but he didn’t exactly know why. it just had changed his whole attitude towards her and their secret friendship that had recently turned into a relationship. he didn’t even care that anyone knew now, in fact – he wanted to show her off to the whole world, he wanted them all to know that he was with her, that he had landed her, that he belonged to her. that was with him, that she loved him, that they loved each other. nothing else mattered to him, really. he forgot about the rest of the world when he was with her.
“i do want that, yes,” Coryo told her with pride on his face, “i want them all to see us.” he said simply, but implied much more, his eyes expressing conviction and charisma, and he made y/n smile wide. smile like she was the happiest girl in the world. with Coryo, she might just be that.
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ghouljams · 7 months
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the brainrot for fae!price/ witch is soooo real and now i’m just thinking about price doing stuff like helping witch put on her coat and then walking her home 🥺🥺 i’m so soft rn
Oh this just leads into my favorite Witch headcanon which is that I think she loves winter. Sure she has familial ties to summer and whatever but she loves winter, loves warm drinks, and fluffy coats, and bundling up, and snow! OH MY GOD She loves snow.
You hold your hand out to catch a falling snowflake, as Price lights his cigar. The crystalline structure bends and melts on your warm skin. You light up like he's never seen you before.
Price doesn't see what the big deal is, a little frozen water, he sees it all the time. It's nothing spectacular. The city hardly gets enough snow to call a blanket. It gets cold though, cold enough most people would complain about walking through it. He would've thought with all your bonds to summer you'd be more susceptible to chill, but you hardly seem bothered.
Maybe it's your coat, there must be some sort of heat spell on it. Runes hidden in the sherpa lining, he can't see any on the outside of it marring the soft cream color. It doesn't feel magical.
But that's not true, is it? It does feel like magic to watch you push your hood off your head and cup your hands to warm them with your breath. To have you look at him and announce, "It's snowing!" All your summer warmth still shining in your smile. The fog of your breath puffs out excitedly. It curls with his smoke, holds onto it affectionately. You look up to the sky, the gently falling snow, and laugh when the freeze hits your cheeks.
Price looks up at the grey sky, the gentle drift of snow from the clouds, it's almost nostalgic. How can this little storm make you so happy? You have a whole season of snow on your back step. Shouldn't you be as tired of it as he is?
"Have you ever been through Winter?" He asks, watching you pull gloves from your pocket. You wiggle your fingers into the pink knit and shake your head.
"Just that one time, I've never had a reason to go through the wild. Besides, its dangerous without an escort," You hum, and start your walk again. He's quick to grab your hand and tug your down the first alley. You make a small noise of protest but follow without complaint. Achingly trusting. It squeezes tight in Price's chest, you put yourself in his hands without question it seems. What has he ever done to deserve that? (Nothing good)
He feels the streets molding to his will, feels the path straighten out turns as he pulls you further down the narrow alley towards the white glittering snow of winter. You stop short at the edge of the forest, the tumble of snow onto cobblestone just brushing your boots.
"Where are we going?" Finally suspicion edges your voice, it's good to hear.
"I'm walking you home," You narrow your eyes at him, "Your home." He clarifies. Unease clouds your features for a brief moment before you take a tentative step onto the snow. It crunches beautifully under your feet, and you bite down a smile.
It's not a long walk, it doesn't have to be, but you keep stopping. You crouch to gather snow between your hands, to build up little walls, tiny snowmen, or simply laying in the snow when the mood seizes you. Price offers a hand to pull you to your feet after one such mood, watching you giggle and brush the snow off of your back.
You're gorgeous, cheeks flushed from the cold, eyes sparkling, your every breath wraps around him with thanks. If he'd known you were such a fan of winter he would've brought you out here ages ago. Although ages ago you wouldn't have trusted him enough to let him.
"I know this is probably taking longer than you wanted," You tilt your head forwards as he brushes the snow from your hood, "It's silly but I haven't seen snow like this since I was a kid."
"I don't mind." Really he doesn't, it's a treat seeing you enjoy yourself like this. You're usually so serious, so intent about everything. Seeing you play is refreshing. You don't let go of his hand as you walk. Price considers stretching out the path a little longer until he sees you shiver. Your free hand tugs your scarf over your nose, not so warm as you were at the start. Best to get you home before the cold ruins this for you.
Your smile doesn't dim as you lean against him, sharing warmth as you walk. The snow isnt deep, but you still cling to him like you need the help to get through it. You almost seem reluctant to return to your cozy patch of summer, stalling at your garden gate. Price snuffs his cigar on the garden wall while you kick your feet.
"C'mere," he turns you to face him, settles his hands on your waist and lifts. Your hands scramble to hold onto his shoulders as he lifts you up and over the brick wall. You pull up your feet to keep from bumping against the brick, before settling gently in the warm dirt of your garden.
"Thank you," you breathe and he feels the warmth of a tether hooking in his chest. One favor for another as always. Although again, you weigh the values wrong. Walking you home, seeing your unabashed joy for his season, he should be thanking you. It's your gift, but he has no intention of paying it back. Not when the tie it creates is so warm, so careful, so intent.
"My pleasure," he tells you, his hands sliding from your waist to press against the wall. Your threshold parts for him like an old friend when he leans over it. Your fingers hold his face, tentative but wanting, threading through his beard as you lean in and kiss him. Soft and sweet, and still biting with winter's chill. His absolute pleasure.
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iceandpeaches · 17 days
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different dreams
pairings: clarrisse larue x areskid! reader (platonic), luke castellan x areskid! reader (romantic)
warning: stereotypical ares kid again.. i'm really on a role with these.. wtf
a/n: the meg march kinnie in me is screaming rn. inspired by the line, "just because my dreams are different than yours doesn't mean they're unimportant." written a while back so it might not be the best...
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in a world full of combat and demigods, you enjoyed socialising more than anything. your siblings found it odd, with the nature of your parentage especially. a daughter of ares should love to fight and push people around, but you were the opposite. you enjoyed all things an ares daughter wasn’t expected to. you could’ve been mistaken for anyone else’s daughter, usually apollo for your musical ambitions or aphrodite for your beauty. it was fascinating how much love and kindness was in your heart, it was no wonder camp loved you. it was no wonder you were made one of the counsellors to your cabin. 
you were sat in on a kitchen counter, helping out one of the counsellors of the demeter cabin with preparing for a birthday party for the head counsellor of the hermes cabin; whom you had an undying crush on. you hum, arms occupied with a bowl of cake batter folding in some flour. speak of the devil, the boy walked in; looking for you. he sat on the counter, swiping some batter and licking it off his finger. a smile filled his features, glancing over at you.
“this is impressive, who’s this for?”
you frown, nudging him while you mixed your batter.
“it’s a surprise, castellan. now please, stop eating the batter thank you? we won’t have enough if you do.”
you giggle, enough for luke to forget that your father was ares. 
“get back to work y/n! this cake won’t make itself.”
you nod, walking over to the other side of the kitchen to grab a cake pan. in that moment, your half sister clarisse came to visit; more to find you. you were hiding away from sword fighting training, and clarisse was going frantic to find you.
“y/n! there you are. i looked all over for you. could you come back for training please? two cabins worth of campers dropped by and they’re this close to fighting each other.”
your brown crease into a gentle frown, not wanting to leave the kitchen or ruining your surprise party for luke. you glance over at him, luke already nodding without you asking. you smile, patting his shoulder watching him get off the counter. 
“big brother luke can come. but i wanna try some of that cake when it’s done.”
you giggle, nodding while you poured the batter into the pan. the demeter counsellor shooed luke out of the kitchen, hands shot into the air. you put the cakes into the oven, cleaning up the mess you had made. 
after what felt like forever, the cakes were done and clarisse had come back asking for you again. you finally got out of the kitchen, sat just outside to keep watch of the demeter counsellor. clarisse seemed annoyed at you, since you weren’t doing your due diligence in performing your duties and instead hiding away to do other things. it wasn’t very ares kid of you.
“risse, i’m truly sorry. i understand i mean.. being counsellor alongside you and everything. it’s just… i don’t feel very ares kid, you know?”
“you’re an ares kid, y/n. you’re just not thinking straight.”
“risse, just because my dreams are different from yours.. doesn’t mean they’re unimportant. i’m not like you, i’m not strong or cunning like you. i wish i was more like you, truly.”
clarisse rubbed your arm, unaware of your true feelings. she pulled you into her embrace, squeezing you tight. she wanted to understand you better, just didn’t know how to. she didn’t know how such a kind hearted soul could be a daughter of the god of war.
“y/n! come here, i need you to try this.”
you pulled away from your sister, a smile mirrored back to you as you got up back to the kitchen. you tried the treat, giving your friend your review, giggles filling the room. for the next hour or so, you got the dining pavilion ready alongside the other campers for luke’s surprise. 
after everything was ready, you knocked at his cabin door. your lips formed a dizzy smile, arm interlinked with his. 
“so.. about the cake.”
“you’ll have plenty of it later, trust me.”
you giggled, grabbing your pink sleeping mask from your pocket and put it over his eyes. you led him over to the pavilion, pulling the blindfold off to reveal the brightly decorated pavilion.
“happy birthday, luke.”
you grin, gently rubbing his back. you watched as luke blew out the big 1 and 9 you had placed on the cake, more giggles leaving your lips; engulfing you in a tight hug. clarisse’s gaze was fixed on you and luke as the rest of the campers chattered, understanding that you’d never be like her comforted her soul. she’d have a sister to lean on in bad times and in good. she ran up to you both, hugging you both. 
celebrations went on, luke impressed by all the set up, which led you to receive a (in his words) well deserved kiss to thank you.
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