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povlnfour · 5 months

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ SECRET LOVE SONG (CL16)

pairing: charles leclerc x girlfriend!reader

summary: an anonymous account starts posting photos found on a private account supposedly belonging to f1 superstar charles leclerc. as the photos start circulating, an unknown face joins the picture that leads to speculation charles has a girlfriend he’s been hiding.

*faceclaim: seo soojin, but please imagine her as you see fit

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anonymousf1 post dated 23.06.22, captioned ‘shirtless season in full swing’

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user UM. IS THAT CHARLES???

user wait we’ve never seen these photos before right?

user @/user nope don’t recognise them? could be wrong but

user check the bio on the account they’ve all come from an account called see.el.sixteen ? CL16??

user whilst i don’t support leaking people’s private accounts… thank u for these beautiful photos

user @/user i just want to know who took them

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anonymousf1 post dated 28.12.22, captioned ‘day 1 - day 2 - day 3’

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user i know these are being leaked but i’m giggling over how simple his caption is

user HES SO BOYF CODED HOW IS THIS MAN NOT TAKEN

user hating the method loving that we’re actually getting charles content

user @/user IKR PHOTOS FREE FROM THAT FILTER

user gonna be that person and say i’m eating this content up

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anonymousf1 post dated 04.08.23, captioned ‘caught’

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user who is he looking at with so much love

user i need to know who took these bc the way he’s looking at them…

user all this boyfriend content,,, not so sure this man is single anymore

user WHO WHAT WHEN WHERE WHY

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anonymousf1 post dated 03.02.23, captioned ‘in between study sessions’

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user WHO IS THAT

user UM

user THE MESSAGE ON THE HAND??? DID SHE DRAW THAT??? IS HE TAKEN??? IM SO LOST

user first photo and how pretty he looks distracting me from the fact he poSTED A GIRL?

user heyyy admin post a clearer one so i can see her

user @/user literally i wanna see how cute she is

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anonymousf1 post dated 12.05.23, captioned ‘❤️’

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user IS THAT HER?

user oh my god she’s HOT

user THE SINGLE RED HEART. IM READING INTO IT.

user wait she’s so pretty

user THE POLAROIDS WITH THE DRAWINGS ON THEM☹️☹️☹️

user so this is charles’ girlfriend?

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anonymousf1 post dated 06.06.22, no caption

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user oh so it’s been going on for a YEAR???

user trying to pretend i’m not reading into them laying that close in swimwear

user oh so this is definitely his girlfriend huh

user heartbroken bc he’s off the market, ecstatic bc he’s happy

user @/user until he learns his entire private account is now on the internet

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anonymousf1 post dated 19.09.23, captioned ‘singapore your sights are perfect’

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user THE CAPTION — HE MEANS HER☹️

user i love watching the likes go up with every post

user THATS DEFINITELY HIS SHIRT TOO

user we don’t have confirmation they’re dating but i’m taking This as confirmation that they’re dating

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anonymousf1 captioned ‘happy birthday sweet girl’

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user oh. Oh.

user SWEET GIRL☹️☹️☹️☹️

user i know i’m here for charles… but i’m absolutely obsessed with her

user DOES ANYONE KNOW HER INSTAGRAM

user @/user I THINK THIS IS HER ??? @/yourusername

user @/user DAMN SHES PRIVATE BUT THE ICON IS DEFINITELY HER

user @/user at least we know her name is y/n

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anonymousf1 post dated 19.10.23, captioned ‘3 years with you. hoping for 30. and more if you’ll let me’

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user THREE WHOLE YEARS??? HES HIDDEN HER FROM US FOR T H R E E YEARS?!?!?

user oh my god it’s official. they’re actually together

user THE SECOND PHOTO THEY ARE SO CUTE HELLO

user y/n is mother already

user i want to pinch her cheeks but also slam my head on a table

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charles_leclerc secrets out i guess. not the way i wanted it to happen but glad i can finally show you off. mine forever❤️

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user HE MADE IT OFFICIAL OHHHH HE LOVES HER

user sorry your privacy was invaded king but thanks for giving me a new woman to obsess over

landonorris finally i can stop editing y/n out of the photos i take

user MY FAVOURITE COUPLE ALREADY

user @/yourusername go public so i can cry over how pretty you are pls

yourusername @/user 🤭 bet

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yourusername privacy is sexy but so are you

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user MOTHER.

user THANK YOU FOR ALL THE CHARLES CONTENT

user 10/10 recommend stalking her account guys she posts the best charles pictures

user MA’AM THANK YOU FOR LETTING US IN IVE WANTED TO SCREAM ABOUT HOW HOT YOU ARE FOR FOREVER

charles_leclerc always been a woman of few words. love you baby❤️

yourusername @/charles_leclerc i love you more

charles_leclerc @/yourusername you’ll have to fight me on it

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a/n:

first quick charles post bc this idea came to me last night and i wanted to make it happen <<33 there will be a proper au for him later in the week (just need to edit all 5k+ words) but for now ta da

as always, let me know your thoughts!!! and it goes without saying,,, privacy IS sexy, don’t leak people’s photos unless it’s in social media au form <<33

- giselle xx

taglist (found here): @sunflower-golden-vol6 @six-call @skatingiswalkingincursive @peqch-pie @m0cha-bunny @ironmaiden1313 @champagnelovers101 @alessioayla @hobiismyhopeu @mingkyungseokie

#charles leclerc #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc smau #charles leclerc one shot #charles leclerc imagines #charles leclerc scenario #f1 imagine #f1 #f1 x reader

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mamayan · 4 months

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can we get a babytrapping yandere 🥹

Absolutely you can Nonnie~

tw: Baby Trapping • Yandere • Male Yandere • Afab Darling • Afab reader • Pet names • Manipulation • PIV • Oral (F) • Overstimulation/Multiple Orgasms • Sub! Reader (implied) • Dom! Yandere (implied) • Dubcon • Breeding

This wasn’t originally his intention.

He only wanted a happy life with you, filled with joy and love.

It’s not his fault those dense friends of yours want to keep you from him. It’s not his fault your family is corrupt and trying to tear you both apart. It’s the world’s fault for making you so naive to the evils which lurk in the shadows. You don’t know any better, looking adorably flustered as he buries his face between your thighs.

He could die here, as you tangle your fingers in his hair and shake, he really believes he’s found heaven.

“Oh god—I’m cumming—!” As you throw your head back and your warm cunt gushes, he truly knows he’d do absolutely anything to keep this perfect bubble he’s carefully crafted from popping.

You look stunning, sweaty and ruined from multiple orgasms, looking at him with such pretty trusting eyes. Panting in the bed he bought for you, the lacy lingerie he’d given you as a present hanging off your ankle and pushed up on your chest to reveal all your skin for his gaze, he knows he could never love anyone as much as he loves you.

His eyes are crazed, smile distorted as he gazes at you with obsession and wild adoration. You miss it all, dizzy from dehydration and the intensity of your own orgasms. He’s never usually so forward and rough, intense and dazzling as he whispers his love in your ear.

You were supposed to be breaking up with him. Tell him you need space, something he doesn’t seem capable of giving. Instead you’re in his bed again, falling for his charm and skill in handling your body.

You’d do it tomorrow, as he easily flips you and drags your ass up as your cheek rests on the soft comforter.

“Always so precious when you cum for me…” he’s kissing down your thighs, licking up your release as driving you wild as he blows cool air on your pussy. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll fill this pretty pussy too.” He chuckles, acting reassuring as if you doubted he wouldn’t. “I’ll fill you up nice and good.” And you don’t see it.

You don’t see his face, darkening with something sadistic as he slicks his tip up with your juices and presses into you. His thick cock stretched your gummy tight walls, making your back arch further for him as he sinks so deep it nearly strings.

He relishes in your little squeal as he slams the rest of the way in, rolling him hips and driving the soft mushroom top right up against your cervix. His moan mixes with your whine, head falling back as he pulls out slowly before slamming back, a new pace being set of fucking you as deeply and hard as he can. Your lips open to complain, whine what you really want, faster and harder than this sensual pace, but his hand reaches around and his finger touches your clit. You shut up as he gathers your slick and smears it over your hardened nub, beginning to rub small circles around it to accompany his thrusts.

He only huffs a laugh at your behavior, how you relax and roll your hips back to meet him now as he works you towards another orgasm.

His chest meets your back, pressing you deeper into the mattress as his scent surrounds you, lips pressed to your ear as you clamp down tighter. Each little puff of warm air on the sensitive cartilage making him hold you tighter as you moan and wiggle for more friction.

“You like how I fuck you? How well we fit together? It’s like your pussy was made for me.” He groans, only riling you up further with the dirty talk as you feel another orgasm pulling at the knot inside you. His fingers keep the same pace as his hips, his tip rocking up inside you, so deep and pressing it’s like he’s trying to sear himself inside you. “You going to cum sweetheart? Milk my cock and fill your little womb?” The heat and pressure are becoming dizzying, your mind going a bit blank as you do cum, soaking his cock and balls as he speeds his pace up only now, drawing out your orgasm and causing it to intensify. His tip kissing your cervix over and over, fucking you nice and deep before he groans curses. “You’re gonna be such a good mama, fill you up nice and full, breed this fucking cunt make it all mine,” you’re cumming again, too overwhelming to focus on his concerning language as his balls draw up tight. He’s spilling into you as you spasm and tense around him, cock swelling up as his balls release the pent up load he’s withheld for nearly a month into your fertile womb.

You’d been such a good girl, taking the sugar pills diligently. You didn’t even notice you’d been off your birth control for over three months now, just after you moved out of his apartment under the excuse of needing “more personal space”.

He’s fucking you nice and full all night, filling you up over and over, growing increasingly unhinged as he imagines you swelling with the child you created together. Your family wouldn’t push him away once you figured it out. Your friends would take a seat in the back of your mind, the baby taking precedence. And there he’d be, happy and ready to provide and care for you.

“You ready for another load baby♡?” You nod in a daze as you cum for him again, exhausted and overstimulated as he groans and shoots another hot load inside you. Your lower body soaked in fluids from how much you’d both cum.

You’d be pregnant for sure by the time the sun rose.

Dividers/@cafekitsune

#Yan answers #tw: breeding #tw: Dubcon #yandere #yancore #baby trapping #yandere smut #baby trapping smut #male yandere x reader #male yandere x fem reader #general yandere #fem darling #dom! Yandere #sub! darling

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gr1mstar · 2 months

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I was wondering if you can do a how each of the of love deepspace men propose or maybe wedding day thanks

BE MINE FOREVER `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹

note. hello, i love this idea, thank you for your request and sorry for the long wait :). i hope this is to your liking, i chose to make it a proposal headcanon because in my opinion the weddings would be the same? kinda. whatever, i hope you like this anon.

contains. love and deepspace boys x reader headcanons, fluff, wedding proposal, just our boys being shy and nervous proposing to you.

ZAYNE

zayne wants the moment to be perfect, planning every single detail just to be sure you’re going to like it. his plan is to propose to you in a restaurant - that he rent out just for you - with roses and expensive champagne. simple, elegant, but in his mind, the words he says are the most important in the proposal, not how it looks like.

the moment is indeed, perfect.

sitting in one knee, the box with the ring inside, sparkling. it’s beautiful. the ring is expensive but elegant, with a single diamond and delicate. from the looks of it you can see it’s custom made, and you are sure that it fits you perfectly, being zayne the perfectionist that he is.

“i know i’m not the best man in the world, but with this ring i promise i will try to be, just for you. i love you, i will love you for an eternity and nothing can change that. i wish to be yours forever, and i hope you can accept my heart and do whatever you want to do with it.”

XAVIER

he is going to be nervous proposing to you, taking his time to prepare everything. he is a perfectionist, he wants to make you happy. so when he forgot to hide the ring after he went to buy it, he knew his plan was doomed.

“xavi. what is this?” you called, pointing to the box that stood tall on the table, ring inside.

spooked that you found it, cursing himself that he forgot to hide it, too tired after a day full of work, he started to look away.

“i don’t know.” he lied, not looking in your direction too afraid by your reaction.

“what do you mean you don’t know? who brought it then?”

accepting his defeat, he took your hands in his, making circles with his fingers to calm himself down. looking at you, he sighed.

“it’s for you. i wanted to make something more… special, but apparently it didn’t work.” after some time, you saying nothing, he continued.

“i know i’m tired all the time, i know i’m not a perfect boyfriend, but il try to be a perfect husband for you. if you accept, of course.”

RAFAYEL

his plan to propose to you is simple. a little date by the sea, with a homemade cake and a perfect ring for your finder. he surprises you with a painting of yourself that looked much more beautiful then what you thought you looked like.

he named it “the muse of my heart”.

looking speechless at the painting that stood in front of you, you found yourself crying. rafayel seeing your tears, he panicked.

“no, no. you don’t need to cry, my love. this is just a thing that helps you visualise how i see you. how my eyes see you.”

and so you cried harder, wiping your tears with the help of your hands, trying to not destroy the beautiful art that stood in your lap. you knew that rafayel took his time making it perfect, observing every detail and spending weeks, even months making it.

“thank you. i really like it.”

“it’s not all.” he continued, making his way in front of you and taking out a fancy looking box. “this is the real surprise.”

“rafayel…”

he stood in front of you, on one knee, box opened. inside stood a beautiful ring with an expensive stone in the middle. it was very elegant, something that you could not afford easily.

“my love. my world… i- i love you. i wish to spend my life with you, my eternity. every second spend together is heaven and i wish to be together forever. my heart is yours to keep and do whatever you want with it. and so.. you what to do that together? would you be mine? because i’m already yours forever.”

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stvolanis · 4 months

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BIRTHDAY BOY

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PAIRINGS: Elvis Presley x wife! Reader

WARNINGS: tooth rotting fluff! Not proofread, clingy reader, no use of y/n, slight angst (Elvis thinks reader forgot his birthday), surprise party, kissing, pet names, the Memphis mafia been goofballs

NSFW WARNINGS: p in v sex, oral (m receiving), slight ball play ig?, light choking, hair pulling, daddy kink (duhh), cream pie, breeding kink, lingerie

sorry if I missed anything!! And happy birthday to the king of rock n’ roll<3

˚ ꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ˚

The entire day you and Elvis’ Memphis mafia have been planning is birthday party. His dad even started helping out.

It was going to be spectacular. You’d ordered a large 5 layered cake with buttercream frosting and strawberries, and written on top in cursive was ‘long live the king’ with a little 25 under it.

The house was decorated in head to toe with gold and white streamers, balloons, confetti, and any other kind of decor you could imagine fit for the king of rock n’ roll.

Elvis Presley had been gone for a week, taking on an acting gig in Florida, Miami. You missed him dearly, but you knew he was coming home today. Every time he called one of the house phones who would always chat your ear off on how much he wanted to see you. You’d think he had separation anxiety (he does).

The warmth of his voice on the line brought endless smiles to your face, and his amazing voice made giggles erupt from your throat. Everything about him shined, inside and out. He was beautiful, and a very charismatic man.

He had a certain feel about him. In a way where everyone would stop what they were doing just to catch a glimpse of him. He could hold an entire rooms attention and keep it, and sometimes he didn’t even realize it. People looked at him as if he were a god, and hell, maybe he was.

Elvis was a giving man. If you knew him, then you’d know that he shined so bright, he made the people around him shine, too. And to Elvis, you shined the most. He adored you. Every little thing about you was imperfectly perfect to him in just the right ways.

Elvis was a good husband, despite what people in the press have said. He takes care of you more than he takes care of himself, and he does it with a smile on his face and love in his heart that he only holds for you.

Elvis always told you that you were his angel. You were sent by the heavens to watch over him, guide him and love him for all he is after his mother died. You healed him and changed a broken, distraught man into the brightest star.

But you knew it was the other way around.

You found each other in a hopeless state, but together you overcame it and helped each other. Elvis was always kind to you, even if you two had petty little arguments, he’d always make it up to you by showering you in kisses with little ‘I’m sorrys’. How could you not forgive him when he was the sweetest man you’d ever met?

He remembered every anniversary. Every birthday. Every Valentine’s Day. He showered you in gifts, attention, dates, and never shut up about you in the press. You were sure interviews were sick and tired of him ranting on about how ‘good of a wife’ you are like a lovesick puppy, but it filled you with butterflies knowing he held you in such high regards.

Elvis was your person, and you were his. You’d known that since the day you met, and the day he popped the big question on a Thursday night in Hawaii confirmed it. It’s been bliss since you’d known him, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

But now, you sat nervously on the couch, biting down on your manicured nails nervously.

You hadn’t answered any of the 4 times Elvis has called you, and you knew he’d be worried by now. It was his birthday, and you felt bad because you didn’t want to upset him—but the surprise will be all worth it.

You wore his favorite outfit. A light blue, low cut dress that ended mid thigh, paired with black marry janes and white socks that sat a few inches below your knees. You also wore a white pearl necklace that acted as a light choker, and to top it all off, a silver chain sat secured gracefully on your neck that read ‘E.P’. A beautiful necklace your lover gifted to you for your 2nd anniversary.

But you wore a secret under your pretty little dress that Elvis would surely adore later tonight.

“Everyone, I just got word that Elvis is down the road, get in your places!” Gunner, a mutual friend of you and Elvis, shouted. You quickly took your place around the corner from the door, so you could be the first person he sees when he walks through the large entrance.

The lights were turned off and the room was silent as you heard booming footsteps come up the familiar stairs of Gracelands’ entrance.

You sucked in a breath of air as the door swung open, and you could already feel his suffocating presence in the house.

“Baby?! Where ya at?!” He yelled out, his voice laced with concern as he began to move towards the stairs, assuming you were in your shared bedroom. You giggled a little, and Elvis’ head snapped to your direction. You’d been caught.

“Surprise! Happy birthday, honey!” You yelled out, along with everyone else. Elvis let out a breath of air he’d been holding in for what felt like all day. No matter how many times he’s left home, weeks on end, you’d never gone not one day without calling him and tellin’ him all about your boring day without him around.

He drug a hand down his face with a groan, followed by a deep chuckle as your body collided with his in a tight hug. He kissed the top of your head, and finally, you’d felt his arms around you again. And it’s was as if all of his love visibly seeped into you.

“Was so worried, satin. Thought somethin’ bad happened to ya.” He huffed out with furrowed brows. You laughed as you cupped his face in your dainty hands. “Nothin’ bad happened, Elvis. Just wanted to give you a lil surprise is all.” You muttered as you brought his face down to your level, giving him the tenderest of kisses.

You tasted like vanilla on his tongue, mixed with cherry from the cherry lollipop you always had in your mouth. Elvis wasn’t sure how you hadn’t gotten a cavity from it yet. Your hair smelled like fresh rose water, and he knew it was from your annual bath-soakings full of the best rose petals money can buy and scented bath bombs.

You were warm against him, your small body molding and fitting perfectly against him. He loved you. God, did he love you. His baby. His love. His wife. The woman he plans to bear his children. He couldn’t get enough of you

“I got you a cake, Elvis.” You smiled up at him. You were the cutest thing he’d ever seen. Your smile was contagious to him, as he felt a grin spread across his face. “Yeah, lemme see it, baby.” He said.

You clapped your hands together, exited to see his reaction of the large cake, decorated to perfection. You took his large hand in yours and dragged him to where everyone else was in the dining room. On the table sat the cake, and Elvis felt his eyes widen at the mere heigh of it.

“Woah, that’s a lot of sugar, honey.” He chuckled out as he walked closer to take a good look. “Look at the top, El.” You urged. Like a good husband, he obliged and a chuckle rumbled in his chest.

“I love it, baby.” He said as he walked over and tightly hugged you, slightly lifting you off the ground in the process. “I’m glad! I hoped you would.” You said happily.

He didn’t have a chance to respond before the Memphis mafia swept him away from you. “Sharing is caring!” They yelled with loud boyish chuckles as they went to the pool room. Elvis mounted an ‘im sorry’, to which you merely giggled.

All throughout the night Elvis was occupied with his family and friends celebrating. You knew you shouldn’t, but you had to admit that you felt kind of neglected. In more ways than one.

He’d looked so unbelievably handsome all night, and you couldn’t help but become all hot and bothered as the night continued. You watched him play pool with his friends, his arms were exposed and fit. Elvis was no muscle maniac, but he had just the right amount for your mouth to start watering like a bitch in heat at the sight.

You finally built up enough courage to speak up about it as you walked over to where he stood in all his glory. His back was now facing you as you lightly gripped his arm to grab his attention, making him spin around to look at you.

“What’s wrong, baby?” He asked, his accent thick. You grew shy as his friends grazed in on the interaction, being nosy. You chewed on the bottom of your lip, and Elvis understood as he slightly leaned down is you could whisper into his ear. “M horny, Elvis.” You muttered, barely just loud enough for him to hear.

Elvis lightly hummed. “S that right?” He asked, and you nodded in confirmation. “Alright, don’t worry, sugar, I’ll take care of ya.” He stated.

“I’m done for the night, fellas.” He said as he tangled his fingers with yours, pulling you away from the group of men. They whistled knowingly, followed by a few hollers, making your cheeks flush red and bury yourself in Elvis’ side. He chuckled as his arm wrapped around you, walking up the stairs to your shared room.

He opened the door for you and flicked the lamp light on. “I got another surprise for you.” You muttered, shy under his gaze. He peered down at you. “Yeah? What is it, baby?” He asked, his breathing heavy.

You began to slide your dress off of your shoulders, below your breasts and down your hips before letting it fall to the floor beneath you. Elvis’ mouth watered at the sight and he felt his pants tighten uncomfortably, his slacks suddenly becoming too tight in his crotch area.

There you stood, in a baby pink lingerie set. Floral and lacy, nipples and pussy barely covered by flimsy fabric. Your thighs covered in garters with little pink flowers embroidered onto them delicately. What made Elvis go over the edge though, is when you turned around to show him your perky ass.

In cursive, sat nice and pretty was ‘Elvis Presley’.

He felt like he could cum in his pants right then and there.

“D-do you like it?” You asked, nervous at his silence. He scoffed. “Like it? Baby, i fuckin’ love it.” He said, spinning your around to face him before sliding his hands past your waist, down to your ass, tightly squeezing both of your ass cheeks.

You bit your lip as you looked up at him. “Yeah?” You whispered as his leaned down. “Fuck yes.” He muttered before his lips crashed down onto yours in a heated kiss.

It was sloppy as your tongues tangled with each other, you fighting for some kind of dominance that you knew Elvis wouldn’t allow. You sucked his bottom lip into your mouth, making him groan, biting your lip in retaliation. His hands squeezing the fat of your ass tighter, gripping you impossibly closer to him.

“Let me make you feel good, Elvis.” You breathed out against his lips. He merely clicked his tongue. “Hm?” He asked again. Your legs rubbed together, slick coating both of your inner thighs.

“Please let me make you feel good, daddy.” You repeated, more desperately this time. He groaned in satisfaction. “Good girl, go ahead, baby.” He urged.

You dropped to your knees and watched as he unbuttoned his pants, letting them drop to the floor. You licked your lips at the sight of his leaking cock, standing hard and ready for you in any way you can take him. He was long and girthy, balls hung, seemingly painfully full. Your core ached to relieve him.

You licked around his tip before licking his slit that leaked slaty pre-cum, and his hiss was enough for you to suck his tip into your mouth. “Fuck!” He yelped out as you sucked harshly, before taking him deeper into your mouth.

You bobbed your head up and down, your hands reaching to fondle his aching balls. If there was one thing you knew how to do, it was giving mind blowing, other worldly head. Your little mouth drove Elvis beyond crazy, wether it be for talking shit or having his cock in it.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head as you effortlessly deep throated his cock, and you felt him throb in your mouth. You gagged around him, making him throw his head back and let out a desperate moan.

“Yess, fuck! Just like that, honey. Suckin’ your husbands cock so well. Takin’ such good care of me.” He breathed out. You knew he was about to cum as his fingers found their way in your large hair, gripping tightly. “M gonna cum, baby. Shit.” He moaned out.

Your mouth moved to suck one of his balls into your mouth and your hand moved quickly to stroke his needy cock. Your hand moved fast, your fist tight around him. It was all too much, the way your mouth sucked his balls in like a vacuum and your hand stroking his hand at a quickening pace.

His cum spurted from his cock, and your mouth shot up just in time to get it in your mouth. You sucked his tip, milking him of all the cum he had stored away in his heavy balls. “Holy fuck, you’re so fuckin’ good, soso good f’me.” He said, mouth hung agape as you released his tip with a loud ‘pop’.

You opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out to show him the cum that rested on your tongue. He licked his lips and felt his cock harden again. “Swallow.” He said. And like the good little wife you are, you listened..

“Good girl. Now, getcha’ lil ass on the bed n’ bend over f’daddy.” He said as he helped you to your feet, slapping your ass playfully as you passed by him to the bed, making you giggle.

You bent over, legs spread enough so he could see the thin string covering your pussy that was now a darker shade of pink from your juices. “Look at you, all nice n pretty. All this for me, sweetheart?” He asked as he slipped the thin string to the side.

You nodded your head feverishly. “Yes, daddy. M’only wet f’you.” You muttered as you teased your ass into the air, pushing it towards him. He swatted your asses harshly, once, twice, before he lined himself to your entrance.

He teased his tip into you, making you groan. “Please, please, please—“ you chanted like it was a prayer. His hand snapped to your hair, leaning your head back. “You take what I give you, wife.” He muttered as he tenderly kissed your forehead.

“Yes, daddy, m’sorry.” You muttered out, gasping as you felt his cock enter you without warning. His tip kissed your cervix, and your mouth hung open, throat going dry. “Shit, so tight. Grippin’ my cock so good.” He huffed out.

“E-Elvis!” You whimpered out, the sting making your eyes water. His heart ached at the sound of you in any kind of pain. He peppered sweet kisses along your spine and on your shoulders in reassurance. “S okay, m’ gon’ take care of ya, don’t worry.” He whispered into your hair as he kissed your head.

Your stomach felt like it was doing summer salts and butterflies exploding in it all at once. You loved him more than words could ever describe and nothing in the world would ever change the way he made you feel, even 5 years deep into marriage, he still makes you fall in love with him all over again.

A wave of pleasure consumed you as you felt him re-enter you, picking up his pace at pounding into your throbbing cunt. “Elvis! Fuck! Just like that!” You moaned out.

Every time his hips slammed into yours, you released little ‘ahs’. The sound was like music to his ears. Knowing he was making you feel good, made him feel at least 20x better. If there was one thing he took pride in, it was pleasing his woman in every way he could.

“Gonna fill this lil pussy, you want that? Hm? Want me to fill you with my babies?” He asked, his hands gripped your hips. “Yes, yes, please! Need your cum in me, daddy!” You groaned.

He pulled out of you, flipping you around before re-entering you. “Wanna see you when we cum, yeah? Gon’ see ya beautiful fuckin’ face, honey.” He moaned out as he leaned down to press a kiss to your lips.

He was pussy drunken and his mind was fuzzy as your walls squeezed him in a vice grip. He didn’t know how much longer he would last. “Daddy! M’gonna cum, fuck m’gonna cum!” Your voice high pitched, and your head thrown back. Elvis brought his hand up to your neck, squeezing your throat just enough to make you see stars when it was paired with his piercing cock.

“Need you.” You whimpered out, grabbing at his free hand. A thing you did that Elvis thought was the cutest thing, and adored so much, was that every time you came on his cock, you made sure to hold his hand. It comforted you and Elvis loved it as he reached his high. “I’m right here, satin. Gon’ fill this cunt.” He said, biting his lip.

“Oh!” You moaned out as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, covering Elvis’ lower abdomen in your vile juices just as he painted the inside of your walls white with his seed.

He fucked you through your orgasm, and you could feel each time his cock spurted out a new round of cum inside of you. His balls tightening as your sweet pussy milked him, and all he could think about was how nice and round you’ll be with his babies. The perfect wife.

Your hand reached up to lovingly cup his face, leaning up to press a sweet kiss to his bitten lips.

“Happy birthday, baby.”

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hannibals-favourite-meal · 2 months

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Congrats Lou!!! I really love your works, maybe 22 w/ Clark Kent???

.⋆｡Distractible｡⋆.

Clark Kent x plus size reader

You’re a damn good distraction

Warnings: fluff, established relationship, kissing, teasing, implied smut

Minors DNI

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That damn dimple, it was fucking taunting you. The simple divot in Clark’s prominent chin that was just big enough for you to fit the side of your thumb into like it was made to do that. Sometimes it was covered by thick dark hair when he had gone a couple days without shaving and then your man would re-emerge from the bathroom and the dimple would return along with baby soft cheeks.

And when Clark was generous enough to let you sit in his lap while he worked from his home office, the temptation was almost too much. It was his fault really, he should’ve known better to not be so absolutely delicious. His jaw flexed and shifted, keeping your hungry eyes trained on that stupid dimple. His broad chest rumbled with his words as he spoke on the phone so some colleague whose name you didn’t care to recall at this moment.

Suddenly, you couldn’t take it anymore.

Your lips pressed softly to the small sliver of skin along his collarbone that his t-shirt didn’t cover. Clark’s large hand rested on your plush thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. The next kiss was at the base of his throat, you loved the way you could feel his pulse beat against your tongue as you lapped at him.

You winced when his grip got a little too tight but you didn’t let that deter you from your mission. Your teeth grazed his Adam's apple and you smirked as it bobbed. Clark cleared his throat and apologised to whoever he was on the phone with.

You nosed at his jaw, practically purring with happiness. You ran your hand up his front, revealing the firmness of his body against your palm. Then finally, your lips reached that perfect little dent in his chin and you were content.

You bit and kissed and sucked fully knowing that you would be unable to leave a mark on his flawless skin. You ignored the way your boyfriend attempted to subtly pry you away from him without alerting the person on the other end of the phone that something entirely not work appropriate was occurring. Yet you continued your little escapade, taking a kind of sick pleasure from teasing him like how he would do to you when you were trying to work.

Clark shifted in his office chair and it was easy to figure out why. The hard bulge in his sweatpants was now nestled perfectly between your legs and if you were to just move one more inch, he would be pressed against your panty-clad pussy. He shot you a warning glance but the way that his pupils were slowly consuming the blues of his eyes gave you all the motivation you needed to continue.

“Hang up.” You muttered into his skin as you pressed your chest to his, letting him get a clear view of the way your tits squished into his pecs. Clark groaned silently, his eyelids fluttering as he struggled to retain some semblance of control.

His hand darted from your thigh to your jaw, forcibly pulling your lips from his skin and moved his phone away from his ear. “Stop kissing me for a minute, I’m trying to have a conversation. I promise I’ll take care of you in a minute, I just need to get this done.” You stuck your bottom lip out at him as best you could with your cheeks squished together by his massive hand.

“Take me to bed now and I’ll do that thing with my tongue.”

“Sorry, I have to call you back later. Something just came up.” Clark had barely hung up the phone and tossed it onto the desk before you found yourself over his shoulder as he practically ran from the room, his booming footsteps making you giggle against his back. “You and your damn kisses.” He mock whined. You retaliated by landing quite a firm smack to his perky backside.

“Not my fault you’re so distractible.” His warning growl told you that you would be eating your words soon enough.

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acozysoulwrites · 9 months

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i love your ken ficsss he's so- !!! could you maybe write something about a grumpy × sunshine trope with ken?

i feel ken would be so perfect for the grumpy × sunshine trope.... he would be so supportive and cheerful and grumpy!reader couldn't help but be happy around him but only with him!!

Grumpy x Sunshine Ken hc’s

a/n: thank you! and oh my GOD yes yes yes and just YES. as someone who is in a grumpy x sunshine relationship- just yes. this is one of my FAV tropes :) Ken fits it perfectly.

✮⋆˙ To start off, you hated Ken when you first met him.

✮⋆˙ He was loud, annoying, and way too energetic for your taste.

✮⋆˙ Ken took a liking to you the moment you arrived in Barbie Land.

✮⋆˙ He made it his goal to get you to notice and possibly even like him back. So much, that every waking moment was spent trying to impress you.

✮⋆˙ He loved that you played hard to get. (At least he hoped that’s what you were doing rather than genuinely hating him) …

✮⋆˙ “Hey… Check this out” a smirk plastered on his face as he attempted to skate backwards.

✮⋆˙ He fell. Hard. (Just like he was for you)

✮⋆˙ Your first conversation was sparked when he found you at the Park with some other Barbies.

✮⋆˙ He tried walking past you casually, but when you glanced his direction, he froze and turned to you and your friends. Goofy smile and all.

✮⋆˙ “Hey” he said, standing widely with his arms down to either side.

✮⋆˙ You rolled your eyes. “What Ken?”

✮⋆˙ His eyes widened at his own name. “You… know my name?” He said with enthusiasm.

✮⋆˙ One of your friends giggled and you tried holding back your own laugh. “You’re Ken, and so is he” you say, pointing to one of the random Ken’s across the way.

✮⋆˙ Ken followed your finger and scoffed, brows furrowing in frustration. “Well- i’m Ken Ken” He pleaded.

⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆

✮⋆˙ The first time you smiled at Ken, he melted. Tears were involved, he hid them poorly of course.

✮⋆˙ You glanced around the two of you before reaching up to tussle his perfectly combed hair. “Oh, suck it up” you said, attempting to maintain your straight face.

✮⋆˙ It was hard not to smile at him.

✮⋆˙ He brings you gifts all the time

✮⋆˙ When another Ken is attempting to flirt with you, Ken gets extremely jealous. He will pout. A lot.

✮⋆˙ After you warm up to him, he quickly becomes the only person you have any energy for.

✮⋆˙ Other Kens no longer interest you.

✮⋆˙ He 100% continues to try and win you over even when he already has.

✮⋆˙ You are shorter than him, so this gives him the advantage. He often picks you up and randomly spins with a happy laugh.

✮⋆˙ Your nickname from him is ‘babygirl’ or ‘sweet boy’ or ‘sweetie’

✮⋆˙ He comes to all of your events/parties and supports you.

✮⋆˙ He loves being needed. If you need something reached or anything done he is ON it.

✮⋆˙ you are 100% a golden retriever black cat duo.

✮⋆˙ He is very emotional and will cry at everything while you tend to hold your feelings back until you can’t any longer.

✮⋆˙ He went from someone you ignored to someone you adore and show your soft side for.

Let me know if you’d like more Ken 🩷

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annymation · 4 months

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I JUST FOUND THE BEST THING EVER!!!

I FOUND THE ASHA X STAR FLOWER

So umm hi, if you’re new here, I’ve been working on a rewriting the movie wish, and in my rewrite Star Boy is called Aster.

I was doing some research about Aster’s name meaning and I found this:

Don’t know how I didn’t find this before, but anyway, I saw this and was like

“HMMMM a flower named Aster huh? Interesting, I wonder what that flower looks like”

So I look it up and…

Purple and yellow

IT HAS ASHA X ASTER COLOR SCHEME

THATS THEIR FLOWER!!!

So YEAH obviously now I’m legally obligated to implement this flower in my rewrite somehow

A scene where Aster gives Asha this flower? Or Asha gives this flower to him? Or the flower just shows up?Like Idk how I’ll implement it yet but GOSH I’m so happy about this, it was written in the stars!

ALSO! I did more research on it and found some other meanings in this flower that fit Aster’s character perfectly

It’s a flower that was commonly used to scare off snakes and evil spirits, and is said to posses magical powers, and also represents faithfulness and devotion…

This is literally so perfect for me, you guys have no idea.

I love flower symbolism, can’t wait to use this one as an Easter Egg in my rewrite! Aaaaah!

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timeoutsoup · 1 year

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Dig You A Grave Part 2

(Again thank you for @im-totally-not-an-alien-2 for the prompt. Also shout out to @spoopyspoony for the hilarious tag)

Klarion had succeeded in his mission of obtaining the tome for The Light, but at a heavy cost to himself.

Teekl had emerged from the Mayor’s Mansion having successfully gotten the book, only to be seen by the junior justice babies. They divided their attacks between him and his beloved familiar. In the end he was able to grab the book as he a Teekl were separated by a blast. Deciding to lead the heroes away and return for his beloved feline, Klarion took to the sky. Once he knew it was safe to return, the witch boy began his search for Teekl.

It had been three days and Klarion had not found her yet. Anger and worry clouded his vision, as he continued his search.

The powerful witch boy was getting sick of the light. All they cared about was their stupid plan. They kept the Lord of Chaos on a short leash, gave him rules to follow, and had him run errands, like some servant. And to top it all off none of them had cared the Teekl was missing. Savage had the audacity to tell him to just find a new one, as if that man had any power over him. He decided to find Teekl and then make his decision about the light.

The Day Before

Danny was excited about fostering the cat he found. She was so sweet, and really well trained. He didn’t even know cats could be trained. His parents had let him foster the cat, when he explained how he had stumbled upon her after the ghost fight. Also mentioning how the feline had orange fur, and it reminded him of Jazz, didn’t hurt either.

Sam and Tucker had joined him when he went to the pet store to pick up items for his new house guest.

“What if she doesn’t like anything?” Danny worried.

“Simple we will donate what we can to shelters and local rescues and come back and get different items.” Sam replied as she grabbed a bag of Churu’s off the wall.

“More importantly, since when do you buy meat products?” Tucker asked, raising a brow at Sam.

“While cats are omnivores, they eat mostly meat. Just because I am a vegan doesn’t mean I’m going to make a poor animal suffer and deny it proper nutrition.” Sam replied, giving Tucker a look.

“Huh, I didn’t know that. Maybe I should pick up a book or two on cats while we are here.” Danny said, pushing the cart down the aisle.

If Sam decided her parents should foot the bill after they had tried to replace her favorite combat boots with pastel pink kitten heels, who were the boys to complain about the Manson’s generous donation for this poor, injured kitty. They got everything, wet food, dry food, bowls for food and water, a water fountain bowl, treats in all shapes and sizes, a wool cat cave bed, a cat tree, toy and more.

Once Teekl (she had a collar with her name on the tag) had been released from the vet, which the Manson’s also paid for, Danny took her straight home, hopeful she liked it. He read the book they got and followed the vet’s advice to start by introducing her in a small safe area. The upstairs bathroom was perfect because only he really used it now that Jazz was off at college. Not everything they bought would fit into the bathroom, so Danny made the decision to put the necessities and a few extras. No matter how funny Tock found it he was not putting the cat tree in there. Carpet in the bathroom is disgusting. Just the simple ceramic food and matching water dish, the new litter box, and the shirt he was wearing when he rescued her, on top of an old pillow that smelled like Danny.

Opening the carrier, Danny watched as Teekl walked out, examining her new surroundings. She gave a courteous sniff to the food, took a few laps of water, and then plopped herself down onto her makeshift bed. Confused but happy that she felt comfortable, Danny continued to watch, making sure she was comfortable.

After a few minutes Danny left her to her own to finish settling in, making sure to close the door. Returning to his room to finish setting all the cat supplies up. Placing a bed between his dresser and the wall so she could hide in comfort. The cat tree between his bed and the window, so she can sun herself, as well as use it like steps to get on his bed. The water fountain off to the side, on a rubber mat, and her food bowl near by but not too close. And a basket, holding a variety of toys slide nicely under his bed.

Checking his watch, the young halfa decided to check on his furry little house guest again. Standing up, and turning around, the ghost boy is shocked. There sitting in his doorway, cleaning their paw without a care in the world, is Teekl.

“Well, I guess you’ve adjusted to being here then.” Danny muttered, leaning down to pick up the orange tabby. Surprised that she not only let him pick her up, but began to purr, he turned around and began to how her his room.

By the end of the day Teekl was sunning herself in the last rays of sunlight as Danny finished up his homework for school tomorrow. It was a nice relaxing moment in his hectic life. He began dissociating and didn’t notice the cat in his lap until she began to headbutt his chin. Blinking back to the present Danny looked down and smiled, gently petting the purring feline. He knows that eventually Teekl’s owner will come for her, and he does want her to be returned, but another part of him wants her to stay with him forever.

Waking up to a warm, purring cat on his chest has to be one of the best feelings in the world. Danny doesn’t want this moment to end really. He feels like a normal teenager for the first time in a long while.

Trying not to dwell on the fact that he isn’t normal, the teen gently gets up to start his day. Teekl decides to lay in the warm spot he just left.

Danny dressed quickly, rushing through his morning routine, making sure he had enough time to take care of Teekl before he rushed off. After checking everything, and topping off her food in water, Danny crouched down beside his bed, eye level with the sweet tabby.

“Alright cutie, I have to go to school now. I topped off your food and water. There are plenty of comfy and warm places to take a nap. Stay out of the fridge. I’m pretty sure the hotdogs have overthrown the ham. Also stay out of the basement. It’s dangerous and my parents wouldn’t know lab safety if it bit them.” Danny stated as he rubbed her head.

He stood up. Two rings of bright light engulfed him, and a moment later a teen in a black and white hazmat suit, white hair that seemed to move with no wind, and a pair of glowing green eyes.

“I’ll be back after school.” Danny said with a wave, turning intangible as he rushed off to school.

In his hurry he didn’t notice the glint in feline’s eye as he rushed off to school. Softly jumping down from the bed, she made her way to the door and down the stairs, only stopping for a bit of food and a drink of water.

Teekl would have usually returned as quickly as possible to Klarion, but this time was different. The being that helped her had smelled of death and power, and she was curious, after all she was a cat.

—————

Danny had made it to school on time for once, and was able to grab some food before class started.

“Wow you're on time for once.” Tucker snickered.

“Yeah, I woke up early to take care of Teeks, and no ghosts, so I also grabbed breakfast.” Danny bragged.

“Teeks? You already gave her a nickname? Danny, you know she’s not your cat.” Sam stated.

“I know. It’s just a nickname, don't worry.” Danny replied as he turned toward the board as the bell range.

—————

By lunch Danny was bored and missed Teekl. His idea of sneaking out and checking on her during lunch got thrown out as his ghost sense went off. Lunch Lady was back and had taken over the cafeteria. Ducking for cover behind an overturned table, he peered out to a scene that made his blood run cold.

“No animals in the cafeteria!” Shrieked the ghost, hurling meat at an orange tabby. “Get out now or I’ll turn you into meatloaf.”

——————-

Klarion had been flying around for hours searching for his familiar and he had finally tracked her down to a school. Racing down the hall, dodging fleeing teenagers, he finally reached a set over double doors, flung them open and was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The black-haired teen, who had asked him out during his fight with Young Justice was standing on a pile of meat, holding his beloved familiar, and wielding what looked like a thermos that was sucking up a ghost wearing a hair net. A truly chaotic site to behold.

After capping the strange device, the interesting blue-eyed boy turns to the remaining occupants of the room and opened his mouth.

“I have only had Teekl for a day and a half, but if anything happened to her, I thermos everyone in this room, and then myself.”

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modelbus · 10 months

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Hello!! I LOVE your writing, like I’m obsessed! So, I can’t tell if your requests are open, buttt if they are, I would DIE for some fluff turned to angst of a fem!reader who is in a group with cc!Ranboo, cc!Tubbo, cc!Wilbur and cc!Tommy nicknamed the chaos squad by the fandom, where she is the least popular in the group and a rumour spread that shes only in it for the popularity, so they slowly stoped inviting her to streams and vlogs and ghosting her.

it could start with like three two sentence stories about the group (or something), how it was formed just fluffy moments, and then be like “but it didn’t stay like that for long..” and explain why she was subtly kicked from the group before a scene where shes streaming and gets asked about why shes not been in any videos anymore.

PHEW that was ALOT, if its to long you can obviously shorten it or just not do it- but if requests are open and you like the idea, I would love to see something like this!! <3

PS. You are super cool, keep up the amazing work!! (When you want to ofc)

-✨🌌🌙 Anon

Thank you so much! I tried my best to include everything :D This literally took me out of my writing slump

Part 2 :)

Pairing(s): cc!Ranboo, cc!Tubbo, cc!Wilbur and cc!Tommy x Fem!Reader (Platonic)

Cut Chaos

The feeling of belonging was something nearly everyone chased after. After all, being out of place was simply… lonely. And, somehow, you found yourself slotting into the weirdest place in the world.

A handful of stupid friends.

You always found yourself drawn to dumbasses, in the most affectionate way. Like looks for like, you suppose. And shit, did you find some people that could make you cry laughing even on the worst days.

Ranboo, Tubbo, Wilbur, Tommy. Four people that made the sun rise every day, that dragged you out of bed for the stupidest vlogs to ever exist. Fans adored the five of you together so much that you got a group name for the first time in your career: the Chaos Squad.

Truly, it was a fitting name. The things that the five of you got up to, you’re certain no normal sane person would do. But, well, your job as a streamer already set you apart from the category of “normal” a long time ago, so you definitely didn’t mind the messes you got into with them.

From Tommy dragging the group to an abandoned island, saying it’d be fun to try to escape (you fell out of a tree and Wilbur sprained his ankle), to screaming along at Lovejoy concerts, it felt like the five of you were unstoppable.

And God, did you love them. It didn’t matter how many times Ranboo hit his head on things, you’d still laugh. It didn’t matter that you literally passed out from laughing so hard once, you were still happy. Pure, unfiltered love.

The five of you against the world, forever. You could see it, in those sunny days where you grinned so hard your cheeks hurt (they were the first ones to make you do that—the realization only made you grin harder). The perfect idea of happiness.

Was it any wonder things didn’t stay that way, that perfect, for long?

A rumor.

It always seemed to start with one of those, nowadays. A simple murmur among fans that grew and grew, until you were closing out of twitter at 2, 4, 5 AM, debating if you should just delete the app and put your status on “Do Not Disturb.”

You accepted the fact that being a female content creator was going to be a struggle a long time ago. It was a fact, something you knew you couldn’t avoid, especially in gaming. Having rumors about you online wasn’t new. It would never be new, not as long as you were yourself.

But you thought you’d be past caring about them by now. You thought the tight panic that gripped your heart, made it hard to breathe, was a thing of the past. So stupid.

One private account turned into multiple threads, turned into trends on the trending tab.

Everyone thought you were using your friends, the chaos squad as a whole, just to boost your career. To leech off anyone’s subscribers, just for some money in your pocket.

The idea made you sick to your core.

How dare they? How dare they ever think you didn’t genuinely care for the four? That they were anything less than the lightness in your heart, the freedom on your mind?

Rumors.

You ignored them. Even the thought of addressing them made you feel pissed off like you’ve never been before. It was such an absurd idea! At the very least, you knew your friends would see past the hateful people.

Right?

It starts with an unanswered message in the group chat.

Unanswered messages weren’t new. A stray comment tended to get lost in the general mess that the group chat was, so you weren’t concerned. Just laughed to yourself quietly; it wasn’t important anyways, just a photo of a cat you saw.

Until it happened again. And again. Until more of your messages went ignored than responded to, until the group chat had less and less messages each day.

When the first vlog comes out, the process repeats. It’s on Tommy’s channel, of course. Him, Ranboo, Tubbo, and Wilbur. The chaos squad, just without you. It surprised you, because you never even realized they filmed a video, and normally all of you share upcoming videos.

All the warning signs were obvious, and you were too much of a damn fool.

You filmed one vlog with them after that, exploring a supposedly haunted house, before you woke up a month later and realized you hadn’t talked to them in a week.

One week turns into two, two into three, until you’ve realized what’s happened. You were gone, out of the picture. Happiness had slipped through your fingers faster than you could’ve ever comprehended, and now you were in a dark room—literally.

But what could you do? If they didn’t want you, there was nothing you could do to stop the unraveling of your universe.

So you did the same thing you did before them, defaulting back to what was safe: streaming alone.

Today, it’s just a mindless game. Yesterday was the same, and fuck, this isn’t the same anymore. Not when you don’t have Tubbo in the chat sending messages, or Wilbur using Text-To-Speech.

But you’re here, still streaming. Still going, no matter how tempting it is to just shut off your computer and pretend the last months of your life never happened.

There’s always fans though, and if anything cheers you up, it’s them. So your donations are on, allowing them to be read aloud while you play the silly little unpacking game.

“Where am I putting the diploma guys? Where does this go?” You ask, mouse hovering over the virtual object. “Maybe I’ll just put it under the pillow…”

“StarEmojis donated $15! If up is down and yes is no, how many sides does a triangle have?”

“Thank you, but… uh...” You narrow your eyes at the message. “None, it’s a circle?”

Shrugging, you drag the diploma in the game to under the pillow. The riddle sounds familiar, but not one you know the answer to. It sounds like something Wilbur would send in the group chat at 2 in the morning, honestly.

With that thought in mind, your eyes flicker over the user that donated it. StarEmojis. Not Wilbur.

You’re so stupid for hoping. For the jump in your heart, for the frantic searching.

“StarStarMoon donated $20! Why aren’t you in any Chaos Squad videos anymore? Love you!”

Air catches in your lungs, dread swelling in your chest as your hands still on the mouse and keyboard. That shouldn’t have gotten past the moderators, but it did.

And now you have to answer it.

It wasn’t like you could tell the truth: that you weren’t good enough. That even your best friends didn’t believe you over rumors from strangers online.

Any lie would have a chance of getting back to them though. Not that you can imagine them caring, not anymore.

You swallow past the lump in your throat that’s killing you, taking a breath in before answering. One chance to get the fans to move on, one chance to find the impossible balance between the agony inside of you and cool indifference.

“We’re all just busy.” You say, forcing a smile on your face.

It’s true, at least. Everyone is busy. Everyone except you, that’s it.

“Just scheduling problems. Wil- Wilbur has Lovejoy practices and performances.” You stumble over his name. Did you even have the right to call him Wil anymore? “And Tommy is just always busy. He’s the busiest person, I swear.”

Is that true anymore? You don’t know. He used to be, but you used to help force him to take breaks. Was he taking breaks? You’ll never know.

With another forced smile, you give a half-hearted shrug. “So yeah, just busy, don’t worry guys.”

It’s with baited breath that you wait, eyes scanning chat to see if they bought it. From what you’re seeing, they have.

“Now we need to reorganize these clothes, because they’re killing me like this—“

Your discord pings quietly on another monitor, and you scramble to open it. Just your mods apologizing for letting the donation go through. You send a quick message back to them before pushing the donation to the back of your head just like everything relating to the group you’re no longer part of.

What could you do, anyways?

This was out of your control.

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────DATING THEM !! INAZUMA WOMEN─────

CHARACTERS: ayaka, ei, kokomi, sara, shinobu, yae miko, yoimiya

SCENT: headcanons

WARNINGS: marking (yae miko.)

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯2022 !! #©LOVELYNEY

꒱₊˚ 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐀 !! 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐍

𖠵𝟎𝟏: She’s incredibly loving and sweet !! Definitely girlfriend material.

𖠵𝟎𝟐: Like Ayato, she didn’t want to tell the public of her relationship with you because she feared how’d they react.

𖠵𝟎𝟑: Her brother doesn’t visit very often to physically meet you, but she does write all about you in the letters he sends him ‹3

𖠵𝟎𝟒: She was alone most of her life, so she’s a little shy at first. Give her a little time, and she’ll warm right up to you (:

𖠵𝟎𝟓: She’s new to romantic relationships because she kept herself hidden away most of her life and didn’t think she’d have the time to pursue one.

𖠵𝟎𝟔: She was very hesitant to ask you out; Thoma had to give her the final shove for her to do it ‹/3

𖠵𝟎𝟕: Since she doesn’t want the public to bother you guys, dates are normally in the teahouse or picnics in the forests !!

𖠵𝟎𝟖: When Ayato did finally meet you, she did not hear the end of his teasing. . .

𖠵𝟎𝟗: “(My) dear,” “(my) flower,” and “(my) lovely.”

AYATO: “Oh? You must be the (NAME) Ayaka keeps on mentioning in her letters. It’s nice to finally meet you; I’m Ayato, Ayaka’s brother. And your future brother-in-law, perhaps? I’ll have you know she writes at least three pages strictly about you. . .”

❝B—Brother! Don’t say such things! I—I only mention (NAME) so many times because they truly are one of a kind. . . I’ve never felt happier in my entire life than I do with them. . . A-And even though you are teasing, I’m very happy you can meet them yourself.❞

𖠵𝟏𝟎: Quite shy about initiating affection, she’ll always try to hold your hand though !!

𖠵𝟏𝟏: Whenever she’s out shopping, she’ll always find things that remind her of you and buy them ‹/3

𖠵𝟏𝟐: Loves showing you her new dances and hearing your input !! She’ll even teach you some of them if you were to ask.

𖠵𝟏𝟑: Shopping dates !! I know I said most of your dates are in more secluded places, but on the less busy days of the city, she likes to take you out shopping with her !!

𖠵𝟏𝟒: She loves to hear all about your day and adventures !! /She’ll ask you to rest your head on her lap so she can brush her fingers through your hair while you ramble.

𖠵𝟏𝟓: She’ll gush on and on about you to Thoma and Yoimiya.

𖠵𝟏𝟔: She keeps all the gifts/letters you give her !! She keeps them safely locked away in a box to look at whenever she misses you ):

𖠵𝟏𝟕: As much as Ayaka’s a patient and kind person, she will not have anyone disrespecting you.

𖠵𝟏𝟖: She gave you one of her ribbons for your wrist or hair as a reminder that she's always with you !!

꒱₊˚ 𝐄𝐈 !! 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐄𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐘𝐌𝐈𝐀

𖠵𝟎𝟏: She was a tricky one to get close to, given she sealed herself away in the Plane of Euthymia ‹/3 You had to really catch her eye.

to make things interesting, let’s say you were the leader of one of the armies in the resistance !! she first saw you when you shielded one of your soldiers from one of her attacks !!

𖠵𝟎𝟐: Ei hadn’t built the Shogun to deal with romantic emotions, so it had actually been a little bit of a minor setback for her because she didn’t know how to deal with them.

𖠵𝟎𝟑: After the vision hunt decree ended, she actively sought you out (as the Shogun) to learn more about you; she found you. . . interesting.

because she wasn’t really speaking for herself, the interaction was a little bittersweet because the Shogun didn’t quite know how to talk with you.

𖠵𝟎𝟒: Falling for you scared her because she thought she fully locked herself away from those feelings.

𖠵𝟎𝟓: However, Yae kept on nagging her to tell you, saying that you’re a perfect fit for her and she could learn a lot from you.

she actually left the Plane of Euthymia to confess to you, hoping to come off as more sincere and to have some more personal time with you.

𖠵𝟎𝟔: Having locked herself away for years, she’s new to a lot of things—including romantic relationships. She’s learning as she goes (:

𖠵𝟎𝟕: She loves learning new things !! Both about you and the world around you.

𖠵𝟎𝟖: You and Yae are just about the only ones who can get her out of the Plane of Euthymia. (‘:

𖠵𝟎𝟗: (↑) She prefers dates inside there because then you guys can’t be interrupted. You had to tell her that it isn’t the most romantic setting, so she’s coming up with ideas as she goes ‹/3

𖠵𝟏𝟎: “(My) eternity,” “(my) dear,” and “(little) dove.”

SHOGUN: “Who’s there—Oh, it's you, (NAME). . . M—My apologies; I wasn’t aware you were visiting today. May—May I assist you with something?”

❝What a pleasant surprise, my little dove. I certainly wasn’t expecting you here today. Please, don’t mind the Shogun. Make yourself comfortable, my dear. I’ll be with you shortly to properly greet you.❞

𖠵𝟏𝟏: Since this girl hasn’t touched cooking utensils once in her life, let’s hope you know how to do the cooking ‹/3

she’ll gladly take up cooking lessons if you taught them !!

𖠵𝟏𝟐: Whenever Yae visits, she always asks how you two are doing !! Accompanied by some playful teasing, of course.

𖠵𝟏𝟑: Being her, the electro archon’s, significant other, she expects everyone within Inazuma to treat you as her equal. almost as if you ruled beside her. (Because if she plans on marrying you, you probably will. . .?)

𖠵𝟏𝟒: The people of Inazuma know not to mess with you, but let’s say a Fatui agent did. She would do everything in her power to find them and rid of them in a minute. A threat to you is a threat to her eternity. Expect raging lighting storms in Inazuma until she finds you.

𖠵𝟏𝟓: She isn’t quite used to physical affection, but she’s getting used to it the more you give it to her ‹/3

however, one of her favorite things to do is hold your hand while you two are walking around Inazuma City !! ‹3 she loves the feeling of your hand in hers.

𖠵𝟏𝟔: Sometimes, you like to undo her braid and brush through her hair; she doesn’t mind; she actually finds it quite cute that you developed such a habit.

𖠵𝟏𝟕: Her hands are always cold as ice, and she'll always smile and laugh at your attempts to warm them.

𖠵𝟏𝟖: Will always put you and your wellbeing first without much thought; you are her eternity, after all.

꒱₊˚ 𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐎𝐌𝐈 !! 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐃𝐎𝐌

𖠵𝟎𝟏: Similar to Ayaka !! Kokomi is the absolute sweetest, yet inexperienced when it comes to love ‹3

she’s read all about it, which is what gave away the fact she liked you !! after reading about a character falling in love with another, she realized she felt that way about you !!

𖠵𝟎𝟐: She always longingly stared at you while you were out. (This did not go unnoticed by the shrine maidens.)

𖠵𝟎𝟑: Likes to keep your relationship under wraps, not wanting people to busy her with unnecessary questions.

𖠵𝟎𝟒: She doesn’t like to drag you into her work since she doesn’t want to bother you ‹/3, but if you insist on it, she’ll let you help her.

𖠵𝟎𝟓: (↑) On those days, she likes to have you along with her whenever she meets with someone. If you’re dating her, you’re also an essential part of Watatsumi Island !! She also loves to hear your input on things !! Your opinions mean a lot to her.

𖠵𝟎𝟔: You’re always there for her when the people’s talking is getting too much for her—just a simple squeeze of her hand will do lots (:

𖠵𝟎𝟕: She loves to sit down with you, a cup of tea in hand, and read you some of her favorite novels ‹3

𖠵𝟎𝟖: She normally has to get up in the early mornings. However, she sometimes finds herself snuggling deeper into your hold whenever she has to get up ‹/3 The warmth and comfort of your arms is something she wishes she could bask in forever.

𖠵𝟎𝟗: “(My) koi (fish),” “my pearl,” and “(my) love.”

❝Why hello there, my koi! What brings you here at this hour? Shouldn’t you be sleeping at this time of night? H-Huh? You came to get me? Hmm, but I still have work to do. . . A-Ah! Wait, please don’t look so sad! Ahh, I hate whenever you look at me like that. . . Ok, ok. Let me clean up a little, and I’ll be with you, ok, love?❞

𖠵𝟏𝟎: Whenever you notice she hasn’t returned in a profound amount of time, you always go to her secret spot and take her home, allowing her to rest somewhere more comfortably ‹/3

𖠵𝟏𝟏: (↑) Whenever she’s resting, you rarely let anyone bother her or request for her. Only for things that are urgent do you wake her.

𖠵𝟏𝟐: Whenever she’s super tired and her meets with yours, it’s like +100 energy. Your presence brightens up her mentality a lot.

𖠵𝟏𝟑: She wanted to gift you something that she made herself, so she explored all of Watatsumi Island and gathered all the sango pearls she could find—turning them into a beautiful pearl necklace ‹3

𖠵𝟏𝟒: Her skin is super soft !! Whenever you rub your hands against her cheeks, she’ll always blush, but she secretly loves it, hehe.

𖠵𝟏𝟓: A big advocator for taking care of yourself !! She will not have you neglecting yourself; she’ll even try to take some days off to take care of you herself if needed.

𖠵𝟏𝟔: A wonderful person to reach out to if you’re sad !! She offers you great advice and will always let you cry into her arms ):

sometimes, she even takes you in a giant bubble down into the ocean, hoping the vast ocean life there will at least ease your anxieties just a little.

𖠵𝟏𝟕: Being a strategizer, she’s prepared for just about everything. Rest assured, if a date goes bad, Kokomi has a Plan B ‹3

𖠵𝟏𝟖: Like Ayaka, Kokomi is normally very patient and calculated, but she'll snap with a click of a finger if she hears someone talking bad about you or hurting you.

𖠵𝟏𝟗: Always gives you a (soft) lecture if you get yourself in trouble or hurt; all the while when she's carefully treating your wounds ‹3

𖠵𝟐𝟎: As much as she hates putting your life on the line, you're her other right-hand person besides Gorou. She never for a second doubts your dedication or strength.

꒱₊˚ 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀 !! 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐀

𖠵𝟎𝟏: She was your total typical tsundere at first, not wanting anything to do with you. (Unless provoked, of course.)

𖠵𝟎𝟐: However, after you two started dating she became your strict mom girlfriend.

𖠵𝟎𝟑: It’s strange dedicating herself to someone other than the Shogun, but she sees you worthy of her time and admiration.

𖠵𝟎𝟒: She likes to give you archery lessons so that you know how to properly defend yourself. (Even if you already know how.)

𖠵𝟎𝟓: Her protectiveness matches Ei’s. If she hears someone talking shit about you or that someone hurt you, they will answer to her.

𖠵𝟎𝟔: I mean it when I say she acts like a mom ‹/3 She’ll always make sure you have everything before heading out, going over the list at least two times before seeing you out.

𖠵𝟎𝟕: She actually takes really good care of you despite her sharp tongue and looks !! She wants to ensure you’re feeling your best because she wouldn’t know what to do with herself if you weren’t feeling well ‹/3

𖠵𝟎𝟖: (↑) And if she hears that someone thinks she doesn’t treat you well because of her sharpness, she’ll take it personally and immediately deal with them. She doesn’t want you to hear those kind of shitty rumors that have you doubting her sincerity towards you ):

𖠵𝟎𝟗: “(Little) dove,” “raven,” and “(little) crow.”

❝Ah, you’re home, little crow. Oh? How come you look so exhausted? Bite off more than you chew again? Didn’t I tell you to take things at your own pace? You’re taking the next two days off from commissions. No, raven, no ‘buts.’ I’m sure the Adventures Guild can survive without you. It’s time you finally take some time for yourself.❞

𖠵𝟏𝟎: She doesn’t let her wings out very often if at all, but when she notices you’re genuinely upset over something, she’ll wrap you you in them.

𖠵𝟏𝟏: Doesn’t like being perceived as “soft” so she isn’t one for PDA.

𖠵𝟏𝟐: (↑) In general, she isn’t a very affectionate person. Her love language is words of affirmation, I’d think.

𖠵𝟏𝟑: Between the confines of your home, Sara is actually rather gentle and warm !! She tries to draw a line between how she acts when she works and around you.

𖠵𝟏𝟒: Tries not to admit it so much, but you mean a lot more to her than she initially bargained for, LOL.

𖠵𝟏𝟓: Whenever she gets worked up, she’ll ask you to snuggle into her arms because your presence tends to keep her sanity intact, LMFAO.

𖠵𝟏𝟔: Likes to bring you along to her meetings with Kokomi, you often offering a third option to whatever they’re discussing. Sara normally trusts your judgement, so she’ll go along with it.

𖠵𝟏𝟕: Before, she never even thought of picking up a domestic hobby (cooking, knitting, gardening, etc.) But now with you, she wants to try everything in hopes of fitting better together with you.

꒱₊˚ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐔 !! 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

𖠵𝟎𝟏: She’s girlfriend material at its finest !!

𖠵𝟎𝟐: Another one to act like your mom ‹/3 It’s in her nature with taking care of the Arataki gang, LOL.

𖠵𝟎𝟑: (↑) Speaking of the gang, Itto practically insisted on you joining because you’re Shinobu’s S/O, so you’ve basically just been adopted by them as per his words.

𖠵𝟎𝟒: Your protector and accomplice for just about anything (within reason.) She’s willing to cut corners to keep you out of trouble or cover you.

𖠵𝟎𝟓: She can be a little intimidating sometimes. . . She’ll use that to her advantage when it comes to protecting you ‹3

𖠵𝟎𝟔: When people aren’t looking, she’ll slip her mask off and give you a quick kiss ‹3

𖠵𝟎𝟕: She’s knowledgeable in a variety of things !! So she can help you with just about anything.

𖠵𝟎𝟖: She loves to play with your fingers/hands. They feel so soft to her, and she likes to curl her fingers around the tops of yours.

𖠵𝟎𝟗: “Sakura,” “baby/babe,” and “sweetheart.”

❝Haha, why do you look so exhausted, sakura? The gang wear you out? The boss certainly knows how to pick em, huh? Welcome to my life, babe. On a brighter note, they all seem to really like you! Which is good because if otherwise, I’d have to knock some sense in them. . . It doesn’t take a genius to see that you wear your heart on your sleeve.❞

𖠵𝟏𝟎: Isn’t necessarily one to get jealous because of her trust in you. but if she notices someone isn’t getting the hint, she’ll scare them off in no time.

𖠵𝟏𝟏: Another one who doesn’t really initiate PDA but will happily give it if you asked !! She doesn’t really give a shit what people think about her—rather than what they think about you.

𖠵𝟏𝟐: Loves to casually show you off.

𖠵𝟏𝟑: Teaches you a lot of survival skills because she’s lowkey scared you’re gonna get lost in the forest without her ‹/3

𖠵𝟏𝟒: She has a lot of free time, so that means lots of dates at different places !!

𖠵𝟏𝟓: Loves to travel around the different nations with you !! It’s one of her favorite things to do.

𖠵𝟏𝟔: If you dressed in her style, she’d melt right on the spot. Expect matching fits if you proposed the idea, LOL.

𖠵𝟏𝟕: As I previously mentioned, she doesn’t initiate much affection out in public, but at home, she’ll smother you in all her kisses and love ‹33

𖠵𝟏𝟖: A really great cook !! She tries to make you three meals a day !! And if you’re not feeling up to eating that much, she’ll make sure to give you smaller portions or snacks so at least you’re still eating (: ‹3

𖠵𝟏𝟗: A wonderful listener !! ): She wants you to feel comfortable and safe around her, so she always opens up her arms for you.

𖠵𝟐𝟎: If she sees you're getting antsy or nervous about something, she'll hold and squeeze your hand ‹3

꒱₊˚ 𝐘𝐀𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐎 !! 𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓

𖠵𝟎𝟏: We all know Yae is quite the teaser. . . However, I’d say she’s the fine line between a sadist and a mom, LMAO.

𖠵𝟎𝟐: Takes any chance to (playfully) poke fun at you or tease you ‹/3 She’s one that loves to get you riled up.

𖠵𝟎𝟑: Made you an omamori amulet to wear as an accessory. However, this one doesn’t have a limit on its uses. If she senses you’re in danger or in need of her, she’ll use it to get to you (: ‹3

𖠵𝟎𝟒: Rarely goes into her fox form, but if she sees you devastated over something, she’ll turn into it and nuzzle into your arms—letting you pet her if you feel the need to.

if you aren’t feeling any better, she’ll shift back into her human form and properly embrace you—running her hands through your hair and letting her tails wrap around you comfortably.

𖠵𝟎𝟓: Likes to drag you along with her whereever she goes. What can I say ?? She loves your company :)

𖠵𝟎𝟔: I’m sure this has already been established, but she’s a huge flirt, lmfao. She loves to see your cheeks gain a rosy hue because of her sugarcoated words ‹3

𖠵𝟎𝟕: Pretty protective over you ?? Because, “we can’t have anyone stealing what’s mine, can we my little kit?”

that said, she’ll deal with them in her own, personal way and won’t tell how when it’s said and done, saying “the how doesn’t matter, little one. what matters is that. . . pest won't dare lay a finger on you again.”

𖠵𝟎𝟖: Whenever you have days off from commissions, she likes to have you work with her !! (So much for a day off. . .) Not only because she can be around you, but also because she can bribe you to put on a shrine maiden outfit ‹/3

𖠵𝟎𝟗: Heavy on affectionate names in general, but her mains are “little one,” “(little) kit/kub,” and “(my) darling.”

❝Little one, I heard the strangest thing from Ei today. What was it you ask? That a certain (COLOR)-haired cutie kept on pushing themself when they looked oh-so-exhausted. . . I was thinking you knew a little more about it? Hmm? You don’t? That’s certainly a shame. . . I had a whole day's worth of pampering prepared for them.❞

𖠵𝟏𝟎: She loves to pamper you whether or not you need it. She always says you deserve the best, and you do !! Quit telling yourself otherwise 👹👹

𖠵𝟏𝟏: Always goes to you for novel ideas; your mind is one of the greatest things she treasures about you.

𖠵𝟏𝟐: Not shy about PDA whatsoever. She’ll hug, kiss, and hold you anywhere or wherever she wants—no ifs or buts.

𖠵𝟏𝟑: Doeesn’t get jealous often, knowing she has you wrapped around her finger (she’s wrapped around yours too, don’t worry ‹3); she finds it quite amusing that some person can steal you from her, actually. She’ll just stand there smiling sweetly until they’re finished before finally expressing that you’re together with her.

𖠵𝟏𝟒: Likes to have you resting against her chest while you two sleep or cuddle ‹3 That way she has better access to protecting you and such.

in the mornings, you get up when she says you get up, LMFAO. one of her favorite times is when she gets to hold you in the earlier mornings without interruptions.

𖠵𝟏𝟓: Whenever Ei mentions you, Yae’s ears always perk up slightly before happily expressing how you two have been.

she’s also mentioned that this feeling of genuine love is a little foreign to her and how she fears she’ll accidentally break your heart and scare you off ‹/3

𖠵𝟏𝟔: (↑) She hasn’t had a person besides Ei mean so much to her in a while, so she treats you very carefully and always keeps a close eye on you to make sure you aren’t actually bothered by anything she says or does.

𖠵𝟏𝟕: Whenever she’s out in Inazuma City and hears your name, her ears perk to carefully listen in to whatever they’re saying about you, wanting to make sure they aren’t spewing utter nonsense about her dear love.

𖠵𝟏𝟖: Likes to play with (and/or) do your hair whenever you’re doing a mundane task.

𖠵𝟏𝟗: (↑) She won’t admit it (or maybe she will. . .?) but she’ll lean into your palm whenever you comb through her hair.

𖠵𝟐𝟎: She wants to find a way to permanently mark you as hers, the marks she leaves you fading too quickly for her liking. . . Then she brought up branding and. . .

𖠵𝟐𝟏: Lowkey your sugar mommy ‹/3 She’ll get you anything you want or need. Even if you don’t ask for anything !!

꒱₊˚ 𝐘𝐎𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 !! 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒

𖠵𝟎𝟏: Yoims is a such a sweet and bubbly girlfriend !! ‹33

𖠵𝟎𝟐: She’s your #01 hypewoman for just about anything !! She’s so supportive of you and will cheer for you on anything !!

𖠵𝟎𝟑: Before and after, you two started dating, she wouldn’t stop talking about you to her dad and Ayaka ‹/3

her dad adores you, by the way !! he’s happy that his little girl found someone that makes her feel so loved. if you don’t have a good father figure, here’s your chance, LMFAO.

𖠵𝟎𝟒: Your always the first one who gets to see her new fireworks !! She takes you up to the cliffside at night and sets them for you to see, eagerly waiting for your feedback, hehe ‹3

𖠵𝟎𝟓: Firework making is her love language, LMFAO. Expect lots of fireworks made especially for you.

𖠵𝟎𝟔: Always brings you back some snacks or sweets when she’s out gathering materials !!

𖠵𝟎𝟕: (↑) Like Shinobu, if she sees you aren’t eating as much, she’ll bring you some smaller snacks to eat so you’re at least eating something.

𖠵𝟎𝟖: Introduces you to everyone she knows !! She wants everyone to know she has an incredible lover !!

𖠵𝟎𝟗: “(My) firecracker,” “(my) firework,” “lovebug,” and “bub.”

❝Hey bubs! I noticed you haven’t been feeling like yourself lately so I asked my dad if he can cover shop for the rest of the week so I can focus on you! He agreed before I could even finish my sentence, hehe. Hm? Nonono, of course, I don’t mind, firework! It hurts me not to see your cute smile, so I will make sure you’re feeling better by the end of the week! No being sad under Yoimiya’s watch!❞

𖠵𝟏𝟎: Loves to pepper your face with small kisses and squish your cheeks !! Hearing you laugh and smile because of her is her kryptonite.

𖠵𝟏𝟏: A big cuddle bug !! She loves to be cuddled in your arms at the end of the night. She doesn’t let go for a while, either.

𖠵𝟏𝟐: Her other kryptonite is seeing you play with kids ): It fuels her excitement to start a family with you. Sobs

𖠵𝟏𝟑: The type of girl who’d you want to show to your parents !! She’s very extroverted, so she gets along with people easily !!

𖠵𝟏𝟒: Whenever you’re not busy with commissions, she likes to have you run the shop with her !! That way she kills two birds with one stone.

𖠵𝟏𝟓: She would go through hell and back to see you happy ); You mean so much to her than you could ever imagine.

𖠵𝟏𝟔: When the Vision Hunt Decree was in order, she became a little protective over you. She’d always warn you to be careful whenever you went out so that you wouldn’t get yourself in trouble. (Although she would do whatever it takes to bust you out of jail.)

𖠵𝟏𝟕: This probably sounds repetitive (sorry, LOL), but she’s another one who’s a great listener !! She hates seeing you upset and will listen to you night and day if it means you feeling better.

𖠵𝟏𝟖: Her cheerful demeanor diminishes when she sees someone hurting you. She’ll push you behind her protectively, a forged tint of happiness in her eyes as she tells them off.

the opposing person doesn’t normally think anything of it, given how bubbly Yoims is, which makes the payback 10x better, LMAO.

#|✿| — 𝐅𝐀𝐖𝐍’𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 #|✿| — 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐔𝐌𝐒 #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x you #genshin impact x y/n #genshin x reader #genshin impact headcanons #ayaka x reader #ei x reader #kokomi x reader #kujou sara x reader #shinobu x reader #yae miko x reader #yoimiya x reader

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romancingstars · 2 months

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DRUNKEN MONOLOGUES

And you’re draped on him, whilst you’re staring at me.

remus lupin x reader

part 1 of drunken monologues

warnings : alcohol consumption (not as much as first suggested) , infatuation at first sight (remus lupin is so pretty , he takes care of u , hlp me

yet again another repost, hope you guys enjoy it just as much as the first time round ! all these r kinda shit sooo

title’s stolen from : no.1 party anthem by the arctic monkeys and come closer by miles kane

“Moony!” Sirius shouted, walking over to the lanky man. You were clinging onto Sirius’s arm, giggling over whatever joke he had just told about the Sex Pistols. Something about Malcolm McLaren probably. “I’ve found my dream lover! Knows The Clash and Pistols. Even, Public Image I mean, come on it’s the way to my heart.” he stated, gesturing to you. Dragging your eyes away from Sirius, you peered up at Remus and your jaw went slack. He was your type to the tee. Tall, thin, soft brown locks and full lips. The scars only made him look even better. His everything was completely and utterly perfect in your not so humble opinion.

“Happy for you Pads.” Remus said, rolling his eyes. Then, he looked down at you and the worst happened - he caught you staring. Your open mouth, which you were practically drooling from, was a slight give away that Sirius was no longer your top priority. Only a slight giveaway. “Oh, shit.” he muttered under his breath.

“Oi! What’re you staring at him like that for? You didn’t look at me like that.” Sirius whined, looking down at you.

“I like your music taste, and your hair. You’re fit. But, him? He’s fucking gorgeous.” you replied, pointing over at Remus. The very little vodka you had consumed must’ve gone to your head because you never would’ve said that in a normal state. However, you didn’t remove your arm from Sirius’s. Mostly for balance, which was a little selfish, but desperate times. Remus cleared his throat awkwardly, trying to avoid Sirius’s gaze of pure disbelief.

“Not to be rude Remus or anything, but you seriously think he’s better looking than me? I know he’s fit, but I’m me.” the black haired boy argue, flicking his eyes between the two of you.

“You’re both good looking, he’s just more to my taste. Look at him, he’s so pretty. But, in a different way to you. See you’re all tidy and your hair is in better condition than mine. He’s so.. oh I just want to bite him. What’s his name again?” you rambled, never taking your own eyes from Remus. The taller man was trying desperately hard not to laugh at Sirius’s complete shock, which was an almost impossible task.

“Fine then, go hang off of his arm.” Sirius said, holding you out towards him. You immediately stumbled towards Remus, by your own choice.

“Gladly. Hiiiiii.” you cooed, using his shoulders for balance. “I’m really quite tired and— Oh. Shit. Think I need some air.” you added, holding onto Remus’s bicep for dear life. Your knees had buckled and the brown haired man barely caught you. However, his hands did reach your waist to keep you stood up straight.

“Think you need something more than air. Come on, let’s get you out of here.” Remus replied, chuckling lightly at the way you were peering up at him. “Think you hurt Sirius’s feelings.” he added, continuing on the conversation as he sat you down outside of the house.

“Reckon he’ll get over it, he had a swarm of fans following him around. Got me absolutely pissed though. Not on purpose, I was just trying to keep up with him.” you said, rubbing your temples. Your speech was fine, but your legs were a little wobbly. Everything just felt slow. You realised you weren’t that pissed at all, just nervous in Remus’s presence.

“Yeah, he tends to have that affect on people. What’s your name again?” he said, quoting you to you. He smirked down at you. It was a little comforting to know he was genuinely paying attention to you.

You mumbled your name to him and tried desperately hard not to imagine yourself wrapped up in Remus’s arms. Or tucked away asleep in his bed, kissing him or dancing with him in your living room. With alcohol still flowing in your system, you decided now was the perfect time to make another move. “Meant what I said about you before, by the way. You are- indescribable.” you stated, staring up at him once again.

“Yeah? Glad you think so, you’re also drunk.” he replied, sitting down beside you. His face flushed slightly and you saw, but decided that commenting on it might scare him off.

“Mmmhm, maybe you should give me your number and, and your home address. Then, the next time you’re free so I can show you the prettiest book shop. I’m just assuming you like books, you seem like the smart type. By that I mean you dress like and old man, don’t get me wrong I’m into it, but you do.” you rambled, eyes following him as he moved beside you.

“Really? I’ll give you my number and I do like books. Good assumption?” he chuckled and his hair flopped in front of his eyes. You wanted to eat him, which is an odd statement really, but it was the truth.

“Tell you what. I’ll let you,” you pointed to him as you spoke. “walk me” you continued, pointing at yourself “home.”. Your hand moved into the direction you thought home was and then it struck you. You didn’t have the slightest clue where you were.

“Oh? Right, you’re going to let me walk you to your home?” he taunted, trying desperately hard not to laugh. Disappointed, you frowned at him. “Sorry, ‘course I’ll walk you home, love.” he added, guilt spreading across his chest at the sight of your frown. You smiled; he smiled.

“Okay, so. My friends, kind of, dragged me here. And I don’t know where I am, or how to get home. So what if you walked me to your home? you offered, grinning over to him sheepishly. You felt a little guilty, dropping that on Remus all at once. But, you’d leap at the chance to spend anymore time with this man. Wanting to get to know him inside and out, you were desperate to continue talking to him.

“This you making a move on me?” he said, smirking once again. “You can come back to mine, by the way. Might as well go now, can’t see this party getting any better.” he added, standing up. Offering out his hand to help you stand, Remus gave you a half smile and you were sure you could’ve died in that moment. Taking his hand, you stumbled into his chest. ‘Typical’ you thought to yourself as you frowned at the cliche of the situation.

“Sorry. I want cookies, do you have cookies at yours?” you said, gripping his hand tightly as you walked. He smirked down at you, laughing slightly. Remus couldn’t quite believe his luck. Not only were you absolutely breathtaking, you were also quite infatuated with Remus. The situation ensuing was one he was sure he could get very used to.

The walk back to Remus’s apartment was filled with conversations of interests: music, books, films and hobbies. Hand in hand, the two of you discovered you had a lot more in common than expected. Even despite your contrasting opinions on certain topics. (Cough star wars cough). Remus fumbled slightly with the key before unlocking the door to his apartment holding it open so you could walk in.

“It smells of you.” you stated, looking around at the warm hues which flooded the room. You moved into the lounge; you thought it was the cosiest room you’d ever seen. It screamed Remus. One couch and an arm chair, different pieces of furniture picked up from the side of the street and charity shops. Small coffee tables, shelves and a TV tucked into the corner all built up the atmosphere.

“Funnily enough, it’s where I live.” he said, sarcasm lacing his tone. His hand gently pressed against the small of your back, ushering you out of the living room’s doorway. He gently gripped your waist as he moved past you and into the kitchen. “Tea, coffee or hot chocolate?” he offered, looking over the breakfast bar at you. Currently, you were glazing your fingers across the spines of books stored on a shelf in the lounge.

“Hot chocolate please.” you mumbled in response, picking out ‘The picture of Dorian Gray’. “This is a bit beaten up.” you commented, giggling lightly as you flipped it over in your hands.

“Dorian’s had a lot of love, what can I say.” he said, smiling over at you as he pulled the mugs down from the cupboard. Then, he filled and began boiling the kettle - a very mundane task. You quickly put the book back and began admiring the rest of his collection. Carefully, you read the blurbs of books you didn’t recognise You tried to ignore the feeling of Remus’s you following you. Truthfully, he was admiring you and wondering how Sirius of all people had been the reason you met. You didn’t seem like the type for Sirius at all, which sort of explains why you were in his apartment now. He needed to ask you out and soon, Remus told himself. Maybe it was all in the wrong order, but he didn’t care. He was in fact just as desperate to get to know you as you were for him.

#remus lupin #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x reader #i love remus lupin #sirius black #remus x reader #remus x you #punk!sirius #i will not have sirius black turned into a personality less twink but he can be a punk rocker twink

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pynkgothicka · 7 months

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ＡｌｗａｙｓＦｏｒｅｖｅｒＭＹＧ

Pairing - Yandere! Dark! Min Yoongi x Frankenstein! AFAB! Reader

Featuring - Sarah Paulson (HELP THE KILLER IS ESCAPING HELP ME)

Tags and Warnings - death, sex, yandere tendencies, grotesque descriptions, gaslighting

Authors Note - this counts as my Halloween fic since I be lazy, but I promise to write more! First I'll finish the monster series then the reqs! Then I'll write what I wanna write yada yada probably do a non bts series or fic

A friendly reminder that all my works are dark fanfiction! Please if you do not like that do not read them! These depictions don't pertain to reality.This is your final warning before hitting the keep reading button!!

He needed something, anything.

Staring at he conglomerate of body parts he stole from previously dead people of the outskirts of the village he found himself by.

Yoongi shook his head as he looked at the body parts. He wanted to focus on the task at hand, even if it was considered testing death itself.

He was meticulous, finding different shades of her skin tone to fit his new creation. All to top it off was her head.

The head of his dead wife, you.

He looked at it, running his finger down it's cheek. It was cold, too cold. He missed seeing you alive, having any ounce of warmth from your body. It was such a loss when he had to take and cut off your rotten body parts. He wanted you to be perfect.

Yoongi planted a kiss on the top of your severed head, a stray tear going down his face. “I'll get you back my love, I need you back.”

🪡

You blinked, seeing as you were covered in a sheet. Taking a deep breath you breathed in the scent of fresh linen. A shadow came over you, peering at your covered body. Your head was uncovered as you looked into a man's face. Blonde hair and dark eyes that sparkled once seeing you.

His hand trembled as he ran his shaking thumb on the side of your face. “Y- You're alive… you… you're beautiful.” His lips came to the top of your head, as he kissed it. You tried to speak but all that came out was a small squeak.

But the man found this amusing. “It seems like you forgot everything… Seems as if I didn't have my science all down.” He adds smiling. He held your hand helping you to move off the lab table. You almost immediately fall, the man taking your arm and holding you up. “Don't fall now come on let's get you to the wheel chair.”

He placed you down gently, running his hand over your stitches. He pulled at a few and securing them. “Okay, it's all in place… I'm so happy you're back. Well not all the way back I just have to do some reteaching. Like me, I’m Yoongi. Min Yoongi your husband.”

Yoongi made faces to help you pronounce his name correctly. “Y-You. Yoon-gi.” You finally muttered out in which Yoongi smiled and kissed your head.

“See look how easy it is for my brilliant wife to learn. I'm going to reteach it all to you my love…That and so much more…”

🪡

Having to be retaught everything wasn't the most normal feeling. But Yoongi, was more than helpful in making you remember who you were and the basics of living.

Yet he pushed for your captivity within the walls of his mansion. You stay at his feet most of the time while he worked and wrote letters.

He even constantly reminded you of your beauty and how you were the most beautiful girl hes ever seen. It was sweet in your eyes yet you were surrounded by so many depictions of beauty that weren't what you looked like. Different shades and natural movement you've yet to nail down.

But still you wondered about what existed past the mansions walls. Especially the village in the distance. You wondered about the women there and if they looked and aced like you. Your mind was busy and it could be shown on your face.

Snap!

You blinked as Yoongi snapped his fingers in front of your face. “Sorry, I was thinking.” You said quietly looking back towards Yoongi as he read a book.

“Thinking? About what?”

“I don't… look like. The paintings. Or the films.” You were able to piece together to form a sentence. It was degrading yes but true.

“Well who told you that?” Yoongi inquires while raising a brow at you. Gulping at the sternness in his voice, you speak up against him.

“No one told me that. I… I don't look like them. I don't, look like any of the women you've shown me.” You say getting up from your spot besides Yoongi. You look out the window in his study at the town in the far off distance. “I bet the village has-”

Yoongi gets up and grabs your hand gently. He runs his hand down the side of your face and leads you to turn away from the window. “Is that what this is about? Going into town?” He mumbles leaning into your neck. He peppered kisses along a stitch that tickled in particular. You giggled and looked at Yoongi your mind going blank at what you were mad at. “Is that better my love?”

“Mhmm. Yes Yoongi…”

“Good let's continue reading.”

🪡

Of course the thought came back.

The lights and the sounds of joy and fun. It haunts you, the time known as Halloween the same night as tonight. Yet here you were with Yoongi, his body over your own.

His thrusts increased in speed as he pounded into you. It was weird how full he made you feel. But you didn't mind it, you enjoyed it actually. Yoongi wrapped a hand around your stitched throat, pinning you to the bed. You let out a groan as Yoongi filled up your cunt, his cum spilling from inside of you. He pulled out and laid on top of you, peppering more kisses along your face.

“That was amazing…” Yoongi mumbles as he rolls over from on top of you. He wraps a arm around your naked form. You feel his lips against the middle of your neck, and soon the silent breathing known as sleep.

Tonight was the night.

No matter what you were getting out of here.

You hobble out of bed, limping towards the wardrobe. You grabbed a sweater he made for you and a long white skirt. Throwing both of them on you sneak out of the bedroom. You head to the bathroom and wipe your legs, making sure you were clean. You quietly make your way down the stairs to the front door. You look back making sure Yoongi wasn't behind you.

Nothing.

So you kept moving. Walking along the side of the road, dirt and rocks digging into the bottom of your feet. Your limp was soon gone as the pain dulled. It was a long walk and you made it eventually. Finally you see orange light shining on your face.

The village was full of people. Children dressed up as well as adults. Peering into windows you saw fashion portrayed in paintings and jewelry Yoongi only showed you from books of art. You ran a hand down the window but was pulled from it as you felt a touch on your shoulder.

There was a woman, her face framed by brown hair pulled into a bun. Stray hairs fell down her face. She was a tad bit older, but not too old. “Hi, were you looking at the jewelry in there?” She asked smiling. You nodded and she nodded with you giggling. “You don't talk much huh? It's alright, I was asking because I was going to buy it for you.”

Clearing your throat you finally spoke up, “Really?” You exclaimed excitedly. She nodded and pulled you into the shop.

“Choose anything I don't mind.” She says looking at the wall of fancy jewelry. “I have no one to spend it on so why not you…” Finally you choose one silver necklace with a diamond pendant in the center. Your plan was to give it to Yoongi, as a sort of thank you. It would also double as a apology for leaving when you eventually did come back. e woman purchased it and smiled taking you out of the store.

A gush of wind made you shiver and the woman gasped. “You're freezing, come on. I'll give you something to eat and get you warmed up.” You didn't know why but you followed behind the woman as she led you to her small quaint home in the village. You enter and are welcomed by a fireplace.

It was something you never felt nor seen your entire life, even if it was as small as it was. “Go sit by the fire while I go heat up some soup.” The woman says ushering you to go sit by the fire. You do, the warmth making everything feel better. It was bright and brilliant as Yoongi would've said.

You were passed a bowl of chicken noodle soup. It had vegetables and overall smelled delicious. The woman passed you a spoon and draped a blanket over you. Yoongi taught you to how use utensils, so you were familiar as you began to eat. “Good isn't it? I'm Sarah by the way, Sarah Paulson, the towns widow or whatever they want to fucking call me.” Sarah said making you gasp. Her language made you laugh yet also made you amused. Yoongi usually only spoke like that during sex or under his breath.

Was never for you to pay attention to nor recite

“What's a widow?” You ask eating more. Sarah seemed more than happy to have someone to talk too. She sat down on the couch, becoming even more comfortable.

“Well, a widow is someone whose husband or lover has died. It's mainly the villages women trying to make fun of me. But I say hey, if I'm a widow than I'm a widow.” Sarah exclaimed. “What about you? What's your name and slash or title?”

That made you think. You knew your name but what were you. After telling you your name, you went quiet. “I don't think I have a title. Except for what Yoongi calls me.”

“Wait like Min Yoongi? The one that lives in the mansion out of town?” Sarah asks looking at you with a inquisitive eye. You nod slowly and she looks away looking out the window. “Oh you poor thing. You don't even know the half of it do you?”

You shake your head no looking at Sarah. “W-What? You have to tell me.”

“Yoongi he… he stopped coming into town a while ago. He was caught digging up corpses, he went to me as he lost his lover and wanted some common ground with someone who understood him.” Sarah started but you cut her off.

“But, I'm his lover. He told me I was his one and only…” You say frantically.

“He had another, no one saw her though. He kept her in that mansion for fucks sake. He wanted to try and revive my husband, Mr Paulson. But I told him no…” Sarah trailed off and took a look at your neck and arms. She let out a quiet gasp as she moved to sit next to you. She ran a thumb over one of the stitches. “You're her… his creation.”

You furrowed your brows and looked at Sarah with concerned eyes. “I- What? What are you talking about? I'm his love, no I'm not-”

“You're a bunch of body parts… God I'm so sorry… your brain. He must've had to throw out your old one… he kept going at it. He kept running the experiment to revive Mrs Min.” Sarah said bringing you in for a hug. You quickly hugged her back crying into her shoulder. But she pulled away so you could look at her. “He's going to come looking… and I don't want you to get hurt. Yoongi is crazy… and you need to hide.”

A loud set of bangs were heard from her front door. Sarah covered you in the blanket and bent down to whisper. “Lay down and don't move, I'm going to try and save you.” Sarah said and you listened. You trusted her, but you couldn't see Yoongi as a violent man. But finding out all you now knew you couldn't risk it.

You heard the door open and feet moving into the home further. “Where did you put her?” You heard a voice that was similar to Yoongis speak up.

“Put who? Don't tell me you've found a new lover. Did you remarry Mr. Min?” Sarah said, keeping her tone respectful. She kept away from the living room where you laid on the ground.

“Don't play dumb. You are the only one I told about her.” Yoongis voice raised and you heard more steps being took away from you and towards where the first set stopped. You started to slowly move, one limb at a time, to under the couch.

“Well yes, but I didn't even know you succeeded in your experiment. Congratulations on that but you'd trust the people who rat you out about the body snatching?” Sarah came back stepping away and moving in a circle to the front of the couch. “Besides quiet rude entering my house this way, don't you think?”

“Rude my ass, I know she's in here. If there's anything those people want is to get me away from them. So they'll lead me in a direction to where I don't have to talk to them and I'm not going to be mad with them. So that leads to you.” Yoongis voice raised as he stood in front of the couch towering over Sarah. “So I'll ask one final time, where is she?”

“Get out of my ho-”

BANG!

You covered your mouth as the sound of a revolver echoed from within the home. You felt your cheeks grow wet.

“Where are you my love? I'm not mad I promise, it's okay I knew this would happen.” There it was, that sweet voice that was always coated in honey to coax you successfully. You moved from under the couch and let the blanket fall from your head. Yoongis face was covered in Sarah's blood as he gasped pulling you in for a hug. He kissed your head and lips, hands on your cheeks. “I was worried sick!”

“W- I'm… what ju-” You were cut off as you felt the necklace you brought earlier being pulled from your hand.

“Is this for me?” You nodded. “Thank you baby… this is beautiful my love.” He put it on and smiled at you keeping his thumb on your cheek. You kept stuttering though, confused and unaware of what just happened to you. “Shhh, it's okay just stay with me from now on okay? I can keep you safe, forever.” Yoongi said keeping your head faced away from the half bloodied mess that he made of Sarah's head.

#dark writing #tw dark content #tw yandere #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere blog #tw gaslighting #yandere bts #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #bts fic #bts #bts yandere #myg #min yoongi #yandere yoongi #yoongi #yandere fanfiction #Spotify

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romancingdaffodils · 8 months

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Drunken Monologues

And you’re draped on him, whilst you’re staring at me.

Remus Lupin x reader

You’re drunk. You’ve met a man with lovely hair and a lovely face, who also has an even lovelier friend. Turns out you’d end up going home with the lovelier friend - which causes the beginning of a rather long story. A story that hasn’t been written yet. PS. you weren’t really that drunk x(literally). Also sirius is a punk and u all need to accept he would hate Queen!!!!

haiii i love remus lupin

gender neutral reader as always!!!

it’s kinda long but also i met my best friend yesterday which is totally awesome love you alex so y should all be grateful u actually got this. it kinda sucks but also flip u so. (love you guys so much)

part two probably coming soon.

titles stolen from: No.1 Party Anthem - Arctic Monkeys Come Closer - Miles Kane

“Moony!” Sirius shouted, walking over to the lanky man. You were clinging onto Sirius’s arm, giggling over whatever joke he had just told about the Sex Pistols. “I’ve found my dream lover! Knows The Clash and Pistols. Even, Ramones I mean, come on it’s the way to my heart.” he stated, gesturing to you. Dragging your eyes away from Sirius, you peered up at Remus and your jaw went slack. He was your type to the tee. Tall, thin, soft brown locks and full lips. The scars only made him look even better. His everything was completely and utterly perfect in your not so humble opinion.

“Happy for you Pads.” Remus said, rolling his eyes. Then, he looked down at you and the worst happened - he caught you staring. Your open mouth, which you were practically drooling from, was a slight give away that Sirius was no longer your top priority. Only slight. “Oh, shit.” he muttered under his breath.

“Oi! What’re you staring at him like that for? You didn’t look at me like that.” Sirius whined, looking down at you.

“I like your music taste, and your hair. You’re fit. But, him? He’s fucking gorgeous.” you replied, pointing over at Remus. The vodka must’ve gone to your head because you never would’ve said that in a normal state. However, you didn’t remove your arm from Sirius’s. Mostly for balance, which was a little selfish, but desperate times. Remus cleared his throat awkwardly, trying to avoid Sirius’s gaze of pure disbelief.

“Not to be rude Remus or anything, but you seriously think he’s better looking than me? I know he’s fit, but I’m me.” the black haired boy argue, flicking his eyes between the two of you.

“Fine then, go hang off of his arm.” Sirius said, holding you out towards him. You immediately stumbled towards Remus, by your own choice.

“Think you need something more than air. Come on, let’s get you out of here.” Remus replied, chuckling lightly at the way you were peering up at him “Think you hurt Sirius’s feelings.” he added, continuing on the conversation as he sat you down outside of the house.

“Reckon he’ll get over it, he had a swarm of fans following him around. Got me absolutely pissed though. Not on purpose, I was just trying to keep up with him.” you said, rubbing your temples. Your speech was fine, but your legs were a little wobbly. Everything just felt slow. To be completely honest, you weren’t even that drunk, but if it meant spending more time with Remus? You’d pretend to be hammered all day everyday.

“Yeah? Glad you think so, you’re also drunk.” he replied, sitting down beside you. His face flushed slightly and you saw, but decided that commenting on it might scare him off.

The walk back to Remus’s apartment was filled with conversations of interests: music, books, films and hobbies. Hand in hand, the two of you discovered you had a lot more in common than expected. Even despite your contrasting opinions on certain topics. (Cough star wars cough). You ended up bonding over a love for classic novels and philosophy. Which does sound slightly nerdy, but you had already come to terms with that anyway.

Remus fumbled slightly with the key before unlocking the door to his apartment holding it open so you could walk in.

“Hot chocolate please.” you mumbled in response, picking out ‘The picture of Dorian Gray’. “This is a bit beaten up.” you commented, giggling lightly as you flipped it over in your hands.

“Dorian’s had a lot of love, what can I say.” he said, smiling over at you as he pulled the mugs down from the cupboard. Then, he filled and began boiling the kettle - a very mundane task. You quickly put the book back and began admiring the rest of his collection. Carefully, you read the blurbs of books you didn’t recognise You tried to ignore the feeling of Remus’s eyes following you. Truthfully, he was admiring you and wondering how Sirius of all people had been the reason you met. You didn’t seem like the type for Sirius at all, which sort of explains why you were in his apartment now. He needed to ask you out and soon, Remus told himself. Maybe it was all in the wrong order, but he didn’t care. He was in fact just as desperate to get to know you as you were for him.

“Clearly.” you replied, smiling over at him. Little did you know you were in for more than you bargained for.

#remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #remus x reader #remus x you #remus lupin x you #sirius black #punk!sirius #marauders era #marauders

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mitsuristoleme · 4 months

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He Got That Boyish Look That I Like in a Man

written for @satoruoo as part of the Jjk Secret Santa (i hope you like it)

cw: aged up!yuuji. and by extension other characters. suggestive. fluff. mention of my poly!stsg x reader throuple. gojo and geto’s spouse referred to as [t/n] because technically they’re also a reader character and i’m to lazy to give them a name. megumi is a hater. 1.3k words. gojo is a menace but are we really shocked. gojo and geto’s spouse attempts to rizz up reader.

a/n: i actually have no idea how i wrote this but enjoy!! i love yuuji sm

People described yours and Yuuji’s relationship in many different ways.

Nobara was both happy that her two best friends (not that she would ever admit that she considered any of you her best friends) had found love in each other; and jealous that Yuuji had found a significant other before she had.

Megumi was utterly sick of the dumbassery (his words), something about you each being insane enough on your own.

Todo was glad that his brother/ best friend had a significant other but heartbroken because “how are we to talk about Jennifer Lawrence’s butt now?”

Yeah... Todo weirded you out when you first met him. Who yells “What kind of woman is your type?!” when you first meet someone??

Anyway.

You guys had started dating in your first year at Jujutsu High and the past four years that you had been dating were absolutely amazing. Perfect even. Yuuji is an amazing boyfriend. He cooks for you (the meatballs are KILLER), his body temperature is somehow always perfect for cuddling, and the sex is mindblowing.

The first Christmas eve after you graduate, you follow him down the sidewalk, your hands intertwined, heading to have dinner at a restaurant with your old teachers, Fushiguro and Kugisaki. He’s excitedly ranting about the sushi restaurant Gojo-sensei, Geto-sensei, their spouse introduced him to. Admittedly, you’re barely listening, too distrated by the sparkle in his eyes, the bounce in his step, his ever so perfect side profile, and his muscular build accentuated now that hes wearing a fitted t-shirt and jeans instead of his jujutsu high uniform.

Yeah, you’re drooling over your boyfriend. What? It’s not a crime.

“Baby? Baby are you listening? Hello? Earth to y/n?”

Yuuji’s hand waving in front of your face brings you back to reality and you apologise to the boy for ignoring him, albeit not regretting staring at him at all. You grin abashedly as you tell your now pouting boyfriend, “Sorry darling, but really its your fault for looking so sexy and edible.”

His face flushes a warm pink at your words and he pulls you closer by your waist to press a kiss to your hairline. “Say shit like that in public again and we might end up with a problem sweetheart. We wouldn’t want to leave our old teachers hanging now would we?” His voice had dropped to a deep, seductive whisper, sending shivers down your spine.

With his sunshine boy personality, it was easy to forget that Yuuji was inhumanly strong, and a lot less innocent than he appeared on the surface.

The proximity of his face to yours was causing your heart to pound ferociously in your chest, blood rushing to your face, and maybe somewhere else too. His golden eyes shone with mischief and lust, flicking between your eyes and mouth. His grip on your waist tightened as he took his lower lip into his mouth and you had to fight the urge to kiss him senseless in the middle of the street.

“Yuu,” you breathed out, pressing a kiss to his jawline. “We should go or we’ll be extremely late and Kugisaki will never let us live it down.”

He lets out a huff and pouts, but starts walking to the restaurant you were supposed to be at nonetheless.

As soon as you guys enter the restaurant, you’re greeted by over enthusiastic yells by Gojo accompanied by his arms waving in the air to catch your attention.

T/n rises from the their chair and pulls you into an aggressive hug. You laugh as you hug your favourite teacher back, as they repeatedly tell you how pretty you look.

“Sensei, are you trying to steal my girlfriend from me?” Yuuji joked, as he received affectionate but mildly aggressive headpats from Gojo, all while Geto laughed in his seat. All the while, Megumi and Nobara ignored your existence.

“Yeah actually i am. These two aren’t cutting it anymore,” T/n laughs, gesturing to Gojo and Geto, who make gasps of mock offense.

“Thats not what you said last ni-“

Gojo is cut off by his black haired husband getting up and slapping his hand over his mouth. “Not in front of our students, you fool,” he hisses.

You head off to greet Nobara and Megumi as Yuuji chats with your teachers about his upcoming mission.

Megumi looks up disinterestedly from the book he’s reading as you approach. “Hey Thing 1,” he greets. Before you can give him a response to the blatant disrespect, Nobara shoves a Santa cap on your head.

“HO! HO! HO!” you immediately say obnoxiously, taking special care to say it right next to Megumi’s ear. He glares at your triumphant expression and mouths a silent ‘fuck you’.

Sticking your tongue out at him, you slide into the seat next to Yuuji and rest your head on his shoulder. He turns his head, momentarily distracted from the conversation he was having, and smiles at you. That beautiful dazzling smile that leaves you wonderstruck everytime you see it. He wraps an arm around your waist and turns back to his conversation with Geto.

He picks up his drink, condensation around the cold glass, and brings it to his lips. After four years of being together you realise just how attractive you find Yuuji’s hands and arms. They’re muscular and just the right amount of veiny. You’ve always known his hands were attractive, but something about the dim lighting of the restaurant, soft music playing in the background and being pressed against his side that makes you incredibly hyper aware of everything about him.

The rest of the evening passes by with Yuuji hands constantly resting on you, eliciting mock disgusted glares from Megumi, fake retching sounds from Nobara and fond looks from your teachers, who saw their relationship in their younger years in you.

When everyone gets ready to leave, T/n insists on driving “the kids” home. When your teachers’ car pulls up to your apartment complex, you and your boyfriend thank them for the ride and make the way up to your place.

The elevator ride up to your floor is shrouded in comfortable silence, Yuuji’s arms wrapped around your waist from behind, his face tucked into the crook of your neck.

You enter your house a little after midnight, absolutely wiped from the night you had. As fun as it was, keeping up with Gojo and Kugisaki’s energy at the same time could be pretty exhausting.

The small Christmas tree you and Yuuji set up a week ago twinkles away in the corner of the living room as you slip your shoes off. The moment you straighten up after putting away your shoes, Yuuji pulls you into a crushing hug.

“You look so beautiful tonight,” he whispers. “You look beautiful everyday but you looked extra beautiful tonight. You’re the only Christmas gift I need baby,” he continues, all sweet and perfect and you want to cry and kiss his face off.

“Well then, its a pity I bought you the collector’s edition of the Human Earthworm movies,” you grin.

He gasps and before he has a chance to respond, you kiss him.

He responds with just as much enthusiasm, kissing you lovingly, even going as far as to lean you back into a dip.

You laugh contently as you break apart and straighten up, still pressed into his body.

“I love you so much, Yuu.”

“I love you too baby.”

He scoops you up bridal style and carrying you to the bathroom, both of you giggling like middle schoolers. You wash your faces and finish your night routine, smiling at each other and bumping hips.

You settle into the covers with Yuuji pressed against you, your face resting against his chest. His comforting presence was lulling you to sleep. He had always been such a safe space for you, holding you through countless stressful breakdowns.

The last thing you hear before you black out is a soft “Merry Christmas sweetheart, I love you,” followed by a gentle kiss on the crown of your head.

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Just needed to get this idea out of my head, This is going to be a fic, i don't know how many part it would have but bear with me

oc female character and Tom Blyth (he wasn't that famous yet)

Summary: Alessandra and Tom met on a casual night out in Berlin while he's filming the prequel of the hunger games, both of them are down for a little three month affair but what if they want a little bit more.

social media au

A night out in Berlin pt.1

The night we met

Chapter 2

After a long day in set, Tom was too tired to do anything but he had made plans in the morning with Hunter and she was dying to go to this underground bar that all her Berlin friends had recommended to her, he wasn’t in the mood but at the same time he wanted to get loose and forget about all his responsibilities just for the night. Tom picked up his bag and his puffer jacket and walked out of his trailer ready to go to his hotel, have a shower and get ready, when he heard Hunter shouting “TOM I WILL PICK YOU UP AT 11 PM, ALL BLACK ATTIRE BABE” gaining some looks from the other people walking next to the trailers, he just looked at her and screamed okay.

Tom got into his hotel room then took his jacket, his shirt and his shoes to then throw himself to the bed and while laying down he pulled the phone out of his pocket to put an alarm for 10 pm and then proceeded to take a nap. Tom got up to shut his phone up and got up while feeling like he just slept for 5 minutes, quickly he got into the shower and got ready with an all black fit as Hunter told him to, he was about to brush his hair but then remembered that he had to go bald because of the film, although he hated it at least it had some perks. He was putting on some cologne when he heard someone knocking on his door.

He looked to his phone and saw that it was 11 pm, he opened the door and Hunter said“I promise you’re going to have so much fun” she said with the biggest smile.

They arrived to the club, for what he saw it was just dark with a bunch of colorful lights but it was a vibe, they started drinking and then they got up and started to dance. At some point of the night he was by himself dancing around people he didn’t know, the sound of the music was the only company he truly needed, of course he’ll catch up with Hunter at some point but for what matters right now it was just him moving to the sound of the music and the drink in his hand when he felt someone bumping into him, he turned around and saw a short brunette with a beautiful dress

“And tut mir leid” she said in German with a sorry look in her face, “I’m so sorry, I don’t speak German“ Tom answered with a confused looked.

“Me neither, so sorry for bumping into you” she said with a more cheerful tone to what Tom replied “Don’t worry, I’m Tom by the way”.

“Cute name, I’m Alessandra” she said taking his hand and starting to dance with him, Tom was completely surprise with the action but happy she took the first step.

The way she moved was all that Tom could’ve dream of and for what he saw under the colorful lights she had the face of an angel, she looked tan and maybe with dark brown eyes but he couldn’t tell. They danced for three songs and when the fourth was about to start, Tom got closer to her ear and asked her to go to a quieterplace.

Tom took her hand and started walking upfront to get the pair through the crowd and get to a table, Alessandra was happily walking and dancing while holding his hand, she thought that he was the first man in Berlin that she had met that was able to dance. After walking Tom found an empty table in a corner, it was perfect for them to have a conversation and maybe a kiss he thought.

“So Tom boy, what are you doing in Berlin because I’m almost sure you’re British” she said while taking a sit, she was wearing a leopard print dress showing her beautiful neck line and maybe a little bit more and he was ready to see what she was hiding underneath.

“Well yes, I’m British but you also have an accent, are you French or Italian?” Tom said while trying to sound sexy and getting a little bit closer to her.

“I’m Italian babe, so now that we know this vital information about each other can we kiss” Alessandra said while laughing, they both had a couple drinks and she knew she would never say that to a man if she hadn’t have that many red bull vodkas.

Tom got closer and stamped his lips on hers, the kiss was sloppy and lacked of coordination but it was the perfect kiss to start the night he thought, she had fuller lips and the way her hands were grabbing his neck as if she was holding for her life. When they both heard someone screaming “ALESSANDRA LETS GO”, she broke the kiss and said “Well that’s my call Tom boy” shrinking her shoulders and sliding herself to get out of the seat.

“Can I at least get your number” he said not knowing if this was a sober thought or just a drunk decision. “Follow me on Instagram grandpa, @ alessssa with four s” she screamed while walking away.

He quickly took his phone out of his pocket and he opened Instagram to look her up, he find her profile and took a screenshot of her page, of course he wouldn’t just follow her right off the bat, that was a decision he needed to make in a much better mental state.

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alessssa I saw Jesus in Berlin in a club I’ve never been

bbbianca: GET OVER THAT SONG BITCH

alessssa: I CAN’T 🙃

marco_o: qt

giuli_123: too hot for Berlin 🥵

alessssa: SO LETS MOVE OUT TO NYC BB

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