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R U MINE? feat gojo satoru (II)

gojo satoru has got to be the picture definition of a stereotypical college frat boy. he’s cocky, loaded with his daddy’s money, and dangerously handsome. it seems like common sense to stay away from him since you’ll never get more than a one-night stand out of it.

that’s why you choose to turn a blind eye once you’ve come to the horrific realization: you’re in love with him. and you’re just itching to ask…

“are you mine tomorrow? or just mine tonight?”

IMPORTANT: this is part TWO (and the final part) of the r u mine? mini series. make sure to read part one of this fic before proceeding! :)

content: 5.4k words, afab!reader, rich college frat boy gojo, SMUT (fingering & unprotected sex.. wrap it before u tap it kids!) ANGST, (i listened to deftones while writing the breakup era LMAOO i was in my feels 😔) gojo "everything reminds me of her" satoru is really going thru it, idk how to feel about the ending tbh, cheating implications, kinda proofread ig, more emo gojo (u luv to see it)

author's note: guys. where do i even start?? first of all, thank u for all the support on the first part of this mini series!! we also hit 100 followers on this blog so tysm for supporting me n my writing <3 here's the long awaited part two (n also the finale) as i promised that i would get it out over the weekend! just a quick announcement that i may be a little bit more inactive from here on out.. mainly because classes r starting again nd im starting to get busier. i do have more fic plans though, (and a geto smut in my drafts? 👀) so i'll make time to write when i can! happy reading and thank u for all the support on this silly little series :)

tags: @soley613 @feariteriu @bear-likes-mushrooms @96jnie @keilaq1 @whydohumansss @luftyluft @fatbootymuncher (bold = i'm unable to tag u)

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everything’s been hazy.

you don’t really remember how you got home– you either waved down a cab or walked until you somehow found your house. either way, the alcohol is worsening the pounding in your ears. the straps of your dress are clinging terribly against your skin–you want to take it off, you want to wear something more comfortable, you want to just go to sleep, preferably forever… but you can’t bring yourself to.

you can’t even bring yourself to move.

so the rumors really were true? but why did gojo pursue so far just for you? why did gojo say those words to you when you spent the night together? why did gojo try so hard to convince you that night that he wanted to have sex with you because he loved you–and not solely because he wanted to have sex?

why did gojo lie to you?

another series of pings sound throughout the room, and you finally move to silence your phone. the noise is all so overwhelming. why the hell is your phone blowing up?

you check your notifications–mostly dms from people you don’t know, either asking if you and satoru were dating, or questioning you about what the hell happened at the party. you know that you’re gonna be the subject of gossip once you’re back at campus, and you hate it.

you were surprised at the numbers once you scrolled down your notification list a little further. ten missed calls from satoru, accompanied by a series of fifteen panicked messages. you open it, and you stare sadly at his contact photo and name, remembering the fond memory behind it. once you two actually started dating, you were merciful enough to add a heart next to his name, and even updated it to “toru”. he was elated at that.

you think you can barely even call him gojo now.

the most recent message was barely sent a minute ago. like it was on cue, you see the bright headlights pull up outside of your door. you wanted to sink into your couch and never resurface ever again.

you hear suguru’s car door open and close, and then frantic knocking outside. you walk to the door while sniffling, looking through the peephole just to confirm your suspicions. it was satoru.

“i can hear you crying through the door, y/n. i know you’re there.” he takes a deep inhale, and the tears start rolling down your cheeks again once you hear the complete and utter vulnerability in his voice. you just don’t know what to believe anymore. “shit, i’m crying too. well, i’m gonna explain myself even if you don’t care enough to listen to me. uhm, believe it or not, what happened at the party wasn’t my doing… at all. when you went to use the bathroom, this girl went up to me and started flirting with me, like she was waiting for you to leave or somethin’. i was g’na tell her to go fuck off but she pushed herself on my lap and before i could do anything about it you walked in and it was just all horrible timing and- god. i know it sounds unbelievable, right? you must think i’m terrible right now.”

“you don’t have to believe me. if i were in your shoes i wouldn’t know what to think either. i’m just… explaining what happened.”

there’s a long period of silence between you and satoru, aside from the occasional sniffling on both ends. you don’t know what to say. you want to believe him. you want to do nothing more than to open the door and let him hold you in his arms again, but you just don’t know what to think anymore. you poured your entire heart out to a man who you knew you shouldn’t be messing with, and now you don’t know who or what to believe. you feel like a fool, and you’re just tired. so damn tired. the silence feels asphyxiating, like it's tearing your relationship with satoru further and further apart the longer it draws on.

satoru is the first one to break the silence. “i’m guessing from the silent treatment that you don’t believe me. it’s okay, y/n. i’ll wait an eternity for you to forgive me because i’ll always choose you- fuck… over anything, and i hope you know that.”

your mind is a mess, and satoru’s words make it even messier.

i’ll wait an eternity for you

i’ll always choose you over anything

you put your head in your hands and sob. it hurts.

a minute passes–gojo hears you get up from where you’re sitting behind the door, and his heart fills with hope.

“i just… i just don’t know how to believe you, gojo.”

his heart breaks when he hears the door–presumably to your bedroom–open and close, leaving him alone with his shattered heart. his heart breaks when he takes in your voice, noticing how weak and exhausted you sounded. he wonders how much you’ve cried just from this past hour alone. his heart breaks once he realizes that he’s alone with his thoughts again, alone with the voice in his head that was berating him for not being able to prevent all of this if he hadn’t frozen up and just pushed her away the second that girl started flirting with him. finally, his heart breaks once it registers that you called him gojo–the last name that he shares with his corrupt and money-crazy family… the family he tries so hard to get away from. it was also the name you called him during the days that you barely trusted him.

now, he’s back to square one, and he has none of your trust again. this time, satoru swears that he’ll do anything in his power to get it back once more.

you didn’t come to school today.

there’s been nothing but radio silence on your end. gojo has sent you countless messages over the weekend asking how you’ve been, with the occasional desperate voicemail where he tells you that he loves and misses you. you’ve turned off your read receipts, so gojo doesn’t even know if you’ve seen his texts or listened to his voicemails. he’s concerned for you, even though he knows that he’s the reason behind all of this. he was hoping to talk things out with you today.. but you weren’t even here.

one thing gojo knew about you is that you cared deeply about your academics, and you wouldn’t miss attendance even if you were sick. it pains him to know that he was the reason that you weren’t here today. you were avoiding him, and he felt helpless.

he’s talked to geto—and the best advice that his best friend could offer was to “find proof that you didn’t cheat on her.” he’s right, though. the last thing you had said to gojo was that you don’t know how to believe if he’s telling the truth or not. gojo has absolutely no idea how to prove his fidelity to you, since words clearly weren’t enough. it frustrates him to no end.

gojo now knows that he feels absolutely lost. all when he’s not with you.

it feels nerve-wracking to walk the halls.

he remembers telling you the night that you slept together that he’d learned over time to drown out the rumors about him. he learned not to care about what other people thought about him, and he eventually became unaffected by the school’s gossip.

however, this time was different.

this time, he finds it difficult to drown out the rumors when he hears your name in them. he flinches every time someone whispers your name and his as he walks the halls, feeling that all eyes are on him. “i heard y/n and gojo broke up…” “they were dating?!” “yeah.. i didn’t believe it at first, either! apparently he…”

he doesn’t want to hear it, so he walks a little faster. it hasn’t felt this suffocating to be on campus in a while.

maybe that’s partially why you didn’t show up. rumors are hard to ignore if you don’t know how to shun them out.

gojo lets out a sigh. he decides that he’s going to ditch the rest of class. you weren’t here, he couldn’t talk to you, and he felt he was gonna go mad if he heard your name spoken by someone again, so he turns to leave, but flinches as he feels a hand lightly tap his shoulder.

“gojo-san?”

he turns around, with a girl that he’s never seen before standing in front of him… not that he pays attention to them in the first place, though. he raises his eyebrow in question, and the girl looks so nervous she might pass out. “i have to tell you something-“

“if it’s a love confession or whatever, i don’t want to hear it-“

“-no!” she flushes a deep shade of red, and he fights the urge to roll his eyes. she coughs awkwardly at his expression. “um, no.. it’s not that. please, just give me two minutes in the library. i have something to tell you.”

he decides to entertain this girl for a bit. he’d be lying if he said that he wasn’t curious about what she had to talk to him for. gojo sighs and says, “two minutes. that’s all you’re getting.”

“this is about the party last friday, no?” he says while taking a seat near one of the tables. he feels sick just being here. he’d never gone to the library before meeting you–as he had no reason to go here at all. then, he started accompanying you everywhere as he tried to win your heart. “study dates” were frequent here, and he even remembers forcefully changing his contact name and number on your phone during one of your dates.

gosh, everything literally reminds him of you. he can barely live like this.

she takes a seat across from him, and she shamefully nods at his words. “i went to the party on friday, and i just want to say i’m sorry-”

gojo gets up to leave. he can’t do this. he doesn’t need anyone’s pity. pity can’t change the fact that you still won’t talk to him. she panics as gojo is about to walk away. “wait!”

the librarian tells her to quiet down, and she mutters an apology. still, she persists. “please, just wait for two minutes… i need two minutes to explain myself. you promised you’d give me that.”

she stares at gojo, who hasn’t left yet, and takes that as her opportunity to speak. “i was a friend of… her,” he doesn’t need an explanation to know who she was talking about. “the reason why she came up to you was because of a dare i told her to do. she’s had a crush on you for a while now, so of course she was willing to flirt with you.”

“um, that was the dare, by the way. my friend told me to record it, because we were all drunk, and we thought it would be funny. just another memory to laugh at in the future, right? we didn’t know you were dating the girl you were with at the party. sorry but, we assumed she was just a fling… or something… we didn’t know she was your girlfriend.”

“yeah, i was dating the girl at the party.” gojo scoffs, and he feels his anger bubbling up again. “then your friend had to do that stupid dare, and she won’t fuckin’ talk to me now.”

“i’m sorry-”

“i don’t need your apologies. is that why you came up to me? to apologize so you don’t feel guilty about what happened anymore?” gojo sneers. he was right, though. guilt is ridden all over her face, and she can’t even meet his eyes. he’s about to leave, thinking that this entire conversation was useless, but gojo thinks back on what she said earlier.

“...my friend told me to record it…”

he turns back to look at her, which surprises her, to say the least. “hey, you said you recorded the dare, right?”

“uhm, yes.”

“so you still have the video?”

“it should be in my camera roll somewhere-”

“if you came here to apologize to me, then you should send me that video.” she looked a little horrified at his words, and gojo could almost laugh. “what? i’m not gonna do anything bad with it, god.”

she thinks about what gojo’s intentions could be with that video, and her eyes light up in recognition as she connects the dots from what he said beforehand. i was dating the girl at the party… then your friend had to do that stupid dare… and she won’t fuckin’ talk to me now.

she nods in understanding. this is the least she could do for him. she pulls out her phone, looking for the video, and says, “i hope you two make up soon, gojo-san.”

gojo satoru walks- no, runs out of that library with determination. determination as he finally has the video evidence of what happened at the party–his saving grace so he could finally get you to forgive him.

you miss him.

you miss him like hell, actually, and you blink at the messages he just sent you in complete disbelief.

you didn’t show up to class today because you were afraid. you were afraid to see satoru again, yes, but you were also afraid of what everyone else would say about you. the party was one thing, but the after-effects and the rumors were something completely different. you didn’t have the mental capacity to deal with that, unlike satoru, so you stayed home. all because you were afraid of what would happen on campus.

you just wish things would go back to how they were before… all of this happened. you didn’t want to admit it, but you’ve read all of satoru’s messages, and you’ve listened to all of his voicemails. you’ve cried to them. and it hurts because you’re still torn apart in the midst of your own feelings. and now, satoru wants to talk to you, because he’s been wanting to do nothing but fix everything between the two of you.

the doorbell rings, and you almost jump out of your skin.

you didn’t even know if you would open the door or not. despite that, you felt your body moving on its own, like you were relying on your own instincts. you washed your face to get rid of the dried tears on your cheeks, brushed the tangles out of your hair, and dressed into something more presentable. the next thing you know, you’re leaning against the wall next to the front entrance. your shadow is visible underneath the door, so satoru knows that you’re here.

“hi, y/n..” he sounded so nervous that you almost laughed, but you felt equally as terrified as him. “i have something to show you… uh, on my phone. if you don’t want to see me, it’s fine, i’ll just send it to you, but i’d really prefer if you open the door and we’ll talk about this inside-”

your hand is already reaching the door knob before you can even think about it. it’s such an impulse decision that you look at him in surprise once you open the door. it’s the first time you’ve seen him ever since you were at the party. it’s only been three days, but you can’t help but notice how his eyebags are more prominent, his eyes are a little redder, and he looks nothing short of exhausted.

“hey,” he manages to breathe out, his eyes meeting yours. “can i come in? please?”

you nod, too stunned to say anything, and he exhales in relief as he walks in. the two of you sit on the couch, and gojo notices how you’re keeping your distance from him. it breaks his heart a little.

he looks for the video on his phone and gets ready to show it to you. this is it. his last ditch effort for your forgiveness. he’s really fuckin’ hoping that this works. “i got this video from a girl who came to the party. it’s a recording of, um, what happened.”

he hands the phone over to you, and you take it skeptically, still choosing to keep silent. you press play, and you watch the recording. a shaky hand holds the camera, and the person behind it says, “holy shit, she’s actually doing it!” they're presumably talking to their friend, and the camera focuses on a girl walking over to gojo. your heart is pounding, eyes widening in recognition as you stare at her... the one who caused all of this in the first place.

the all too familiar girl comes up to him, saying something out of earshot. when gojo looks at her, completely uninterested, she pulls that move. the scene you saw at the party before you ran out. tears fill your eyes again, and you almost want to stop the video, but your interest is piqued at the next part.

..this… this part was something that you didn’t see. gojo angrily reacts at the girl’s move, with her falling on the floor as she looks at him, stunned at how furious he looks. the person behind the camera gasps, continuing to record out of shock as a crowd of people turn to stare at the two. geto eventually comes into the frame and takes gojo away from all the chaos. the video ends there, and you grip gojo’s phone shakily.

holy shit.

tears roll down your face, but this time, they’re tears of relief. you waste no time in hugging satoru, crying your heart out as you bury your face in his neck. you’re happy. you’re so fucking happy, and so relieved knowing that he didn’t lie to you. of course he didn’t.

“m’sorry-” you sniffle into his shoulder. gojo is so shocked at what was happening that it takes him a second to hug you back, but when he does, he starts crying. “m’so fucking sorry i didn’t believe you-”

“shh, it’s okay, it’s okay…” he says, and you only hug him tighter. “m’so tired, you know that? these past three days fucking sucked. i’m just so glad you’re in my arms again, fuck-”

“-i love you, i love you, i love you so fucking much, toru.” you repeat, laughing as you kiss him all over his face. it’s been a while since you said that to someone. you wipe his never-ending tears away, still in disbelief, and whisper, “you’re real. right? you’re actually here with me right now ‘nd i’m not dreaming, right?

“i’m very much real, baby.” he says, putting his forehead against yours as you take in his features again. “god, i missed that pretty face so much.”

he finally closes the gap between you two, pulling you into a much needed kiss. it’s a kiss filled with so many emotions–desperation, happiness, relief. satoru thinks his heart is finally whole again. he’s missed you. he’s missed you so fucking much, and you’ve missed him too.

you’re like an anchor to satoru. the light of his life that keeps him grounded. and god, he’s been apart from you for too long.

you reposition yourself as you’re deepening the kiss. you’re on his lap now, and you wrap your arms around his neck, tugging on his hair in desperation. “oh yeah? ‘y gonna do anything about it?"

“of course i am,” he says, hands roaming underneath your shirt as he caresses your bare waist. fuck. he needs you. right now. especially after thinking that he was about to lose you forever–for something that he didn’t even do. “i’m gonna show you just how much i missed you, baby.”

gojo can’t let you go.

you’re in your bedroom, and both of you waste no time undressing each other. he takes you in–all of you, in awe of every crevice of your body as he trails his hands further down your waist.

god, you’re so beautiful. “i can’t believe i almost lost you.”

his words are shaky, like he’s still uncertain that you’re real and you’re in his arms again. he can’t seem to break himself away from you, almost like you’ll disappear if he lets you go. “but i’m here now, toru.”

“i’m here to stay, and i’ll never let you go again… ‘m yours,” you whisper, and your words set a fire in him, fueling his body with nothing but desperation. desperation to have you right here, and right now.

he wastes no time in plunging two of his fingers in your cunt, and he groans at just how wet you are. “satoru-”

“fuck, you’re so wet… and it’s all for me,” he mutters, spreading your legs effortlessly when you try to close them, thighs shaking in pure pleasure. he adds another finger, and you already feel stretched to the brim, and you haven’t even taken him in yet. the thought of his cock inside of you makes you even wetter than you already are, and you look up at satoru with eyes full of lust and desire. “missed you so much, baby. missed you and your pretty little cunny,”

his fingers are long, and you whine at how full you feel right now. you’re so loud, and you don’t even care. right now, it’s just you and satoru finally feeling each other again. it’s only been three days, but it feels like you’ve been apart for years.

everything about this was filthy. from your erotic moans and the way your cunt squelched against his fingers… not to mention the vice grip you had on them- fuck, satoru thinks he can cum untouched just from watching you like this.

“haa-” you whimper when his fingers curl and hit that spot in your cunt that you can barely seem to reach on your own. it’s exhilarating, and only fuels the growing heat in your stomach. “toru- don’t stop- please, i’m close-”

“really?” he taunts, and it feels so fucking good–your head is numb, and the only thoughts filling your head are thoughts of satoru. the pleasure is too much, and you try to get away from him, but he keeps you in place, curling his fingers faster as punishment. “don’t run away from me, baby… be a good girl and just take it, yeah?”

“toru- fuck- i’m gonna cum, please-” you’re on the brink of release, but suddenly, he stops, ruining your orgasm. “no- wait-”

he pulls his fingers out, and you whine at the loss of stimulation. you were so close–why did he take that away from you? you try and swat at his hands, but he just takes his fingers and puts them in his mouth, locking his eyes with yours with a sly smile. “you taste so sweet, i can’t help it,”

“aww, is my baby mad ‘cause she didn’t get to cum?” he coos sarcastically, caging you in between his arms as he tilts your face up with his finger. “too bad… the only thing you’re cumming on tonight is on my cock.”

and with that, he eases his painfully hard member into your walls. your insides hugged him perfectly–it was like you were made just for him. you gasp once he’s fully sheathed himself inside of you. his fingers were already a lot to take in, but his cock was something completely different. he moans your name, barely keeping his cool. “fuck- you’re squeezing me so tight,”

“missed everything about you, baby. i need to hold you, please,” he pleads desperately, clasping your small hands against his. the size difference alone between the two of you almost makes him cum, but he holds himself back, choosing to bask in this intimate moment. he’s missed every part about this. “you ready f’me?-”

“-just fuck me, satoru, please-” he doesn’t need another confirmation from you.

he can’t bring himself to hold back. next thing you know, he’s fucking you into the mattress, and you feel the headboard shake at how fast satoru is going. fuck–you feel every part of him, every part of his cock as it slams against your tight hole. he’s so big, you feel yourself gasping for breath, and you moan out loud as you notice the prominent bulge forming in your stomach. it’s him, it’s all him, and it’s driving you mad.

satoru follows your eyes in the midst of all of this, and he watches everything in fascination. he decides to be a little mean, and presses his free hand against your stomach–it feels so good, you could almost scream at the pleasure. “you feel that, baby? that’s all me inside of you, hmm?”

“please-” the onset of pleasure feels so overwhelming, and tears fill your eyes. you feel an oncoming orgasm coming, and you know your release will hit you like a tidal wave. your heart is pounding, but satoru only grips your hand tighter and fucks you even harder. “oh, fuck!”

“m close, baby. are you g’na cum too?” he manages to say between pants, and you somehow nod, mind hazy and your release only coming closer. you feel your eyes rolling to the back of your head. “cum inside of me, toru- please- i need to feel you-”

gojo groans at your words, and you both cum together. you ride out your high, screaming as you spasm around his cock, the pleasure overfilling your senses until you’re trembling from it. he fills you up, staying inside of you as the two of you catch your breath. everything’s hazy, and you’re barely aware of your surroundings… it takes you a few minutes to recover.

“angel, are you with me?”

“yeah, fuck, just… give me a second.” you say, and gojo thinks that he would gladly give you all the time in the world if you needed it. he pulls out of you with a hiss, and his warm seed drips out of your cunny. it makes his cock twitch, but he knows that you’re probably not considering a round two right now.

when you come to your senses, you notice satoru–who put his clothes back on already, wiping your legs down with a rag. his touch is so soft, like he’s afraid to break you, unlike how he handled you just a moment ago. you look down and notice the bruises starting to form on your legs and waist. satoru looks guilty as he stares. “i didn’t go too rough with you, did i?”

“not at all,” you reassure him, and you see him soften up a little. “it felt really good, actually… thank you, toru.”

“s nothing. you know my girl only gets the best,” he teases, and you laugh. “i’m gonna go get you some new clothes and some water… i’ll be back, okay?”

you nod, closing your eyes again as satoru leaves the room. he’s back in two minutes, and he’s gently changing you into new clothes that he found in your drawer. you’re so tired that you can hardly move, so you let satoru do all the work. he caresses all of your bruises, apologizing again even if you already said that it was okay. he’s so gentle, a swift juxtaposition to what just happened beforehand, and so soft with you. once you’re clothed again, he brings a glass of water against your lips, and you greedily gulp it down as he keeps a hand on your back. he places it on the nightstand once you’re finished, and you grab his wrist after, tugging him back to the bed. “lay with me for a bit, toru.”

satoru doesn’t hesitate, laying down next to you on the bed and placing your head against his chest. your breathing is back to normal, and you feel his heart thumping against your ear. you wrap your arms around him, and satoru thinks that this moment is so domestic that he can’t help but daydream. he looks at your face, memorizing every feature about you with a lovesick look in his eyes. you’re so beautiful, so perfect, and he’s just so fucking glad that he didn’t lose you.

satoru thinks he could wake up to this everyday.

“you’re starin.” you say with an amused look on your face. gojo doesn’t even try to play it off. “what’s on your mind?”

“nothing. i just… love you so much, y/n.” he says, pulling you closer and kissing your forehead. satoru would trade anything if it meant that this moment wouldn’t end. “m so glad you chose me.”

“i think it’s the other way around,” you tease. “you chose me. ever since you saw me at the party, you’ve done nothing but try to win my heart.”

“how could i not? there was just something different about you compared to everyone else.” he reminisces about that night at the party, and how far he’s come with his relationship with you. he remembers that night like it just happened yesterday.

you sigh, almost like you were thinking about that night too. you pull him into a kiss, finally finding the courage within you to say a proper “i love you.” to the man who meant the world to you.

“i love you too, angel.” he says, and you snuggle into him tighter. “you know i’ll always choose you…”

“..from this life and into the next. i’m so glad you gave me a chance, y/n. i’ll forever be grateful to now be called your husband. i’m the luckiest man ever knowing that you let me into your life, and i’m the one who gets to read these vows to marry you. i cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with you. i love you so much, y/n gojo.” he’s crying. gojo satoru is crying, and he’s hardly ever cried before. though, that changed after he met you.

the last time he cried was during pre-k, and now he’s done it time and time again… all because of you. he cried once during your first argument with him, another during the night he thought he’d lost you forever, and then another when he finally had you in his arms again once he proved his innocence… and now, during his wedding, when he finally gets to call you his wife.

and when you share your kiss at the end of the ceremony to symbolize your togetherness, you hear all your friends cheering. mainly shoko, utahime, and geto. if you showed this very scene to shoko during your university years, she’d call you crazy, saying this would never happen. gojo satoru was once a man who’d never willingly committed in a relationship before, but you came into his life and you changed everything about him. it was like magic.

you pull away from the kiss, wiping his tears away and whispering against his lips, drowning out the crowd, “thank you.”

for memorizing all my favorite foods so you could buy them for me. for walking me to class every day. for making me fall in love with you that one day at the park. for waiting for me to slowly love you even when i was scared to love. for waiting for me even if i didn’t trust you. for loving me. for proving those rumors wrong. for proving that satoru gojo is actually capable of falling in love and pouring his heart out to the one he loves the most.

for everything that you have done to love me.

it was like gojo could hear all of your unspoken words. he smiles, letting one more tear roll down his cheek, and says, “it’s all worth it if it’s for you.”

thanks for reading <3 -kami.

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pairing: charles leclerc/fem!singer!reader

type: instagram imagine, social media au

notes: this is another thing i thought of knowing i have hundreds of unattended drafts lolol lmk what u think! this is like very similar to something i've posted before but only w a slightly different ending... hehe also am using mother taylor's lyrics cause they're just too good

about: you and charles seem to be really quiet, it's either one of two things — you're over or you're about to release a masterpiece that shatters all break up rumors.

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wagsoff1 It has been 100 days since Y/N was seen in the paddock. Her last appearance was during the 2023 Australian GP. Any thoughts? 👀

leclercsainz yeah honestly the two of them have been really quiet lately... i'm scared

ynfan this is such a reach? 😬

lecsyn4eva are we forgetting that y/n has her own career, a pretty successful one at that, it's normal for her to not be at races at times?

wagsoff1 Hmm yeah but she's missed a ton of races, apparently rumors are only ever growing that they might be over... lecsyn4eva maybe we stop sticking our noses where it doesn't belong 🤨

queenyn MOTHER WE MISS YOU pls come back

sainzstappen Classic pattern of broken up F1 couples lol miss a few races then suddenly statements are out 😆

popgirlstm stop i will literally jump off a bridge

yourusername

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yourusername At every table, I'll save you a seat.

My 3rd full-length album, Lover, is out tomorrow at 12 EST. Sorry for the surprise but see you at the premiere ❤️

lecsyn BITCH THIS IS WHY YOUVE BEEN QUIET

mothertay miss mam we havent heard from you in months how can you drop a bomb like this so casually

norrislaren IM CRYING I DID NOT SEE THIS COMING

midnightshouse y/n i need to know if i can shake my ass to this album or i will be destroying ice cream pints with tears on my face

ynalbums Judging from the title... it sounds like it's more on the romance side? gucciluv oh my god there's hope for charles and her after all 🙏

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charles_leclerc My lover.

Beyond excited for your album, amour. Thanks for letting me be a part of it 🤍

lecsyncharles CROWD CHEERS OH MY GOD

hamilstappen im crying they broke the streak they're alive! WAR IS OVER

charlierari part of it... y/n ft. charles????

carlossainz55 Hey this counts as your musical debut? 😆

charles_leclerc I didn't sing... carlossainz55 Yeah you shouldnt c2lovers FUCK??ABSHBHWWH

landonorris Can't believe people thought you broke up you literally won't shut up about how you're in Silverstone and she's in LA

pierregasly Don't forget the calling Y/N every 10 seconds charles_leclerc ??? Please shut up

Now Playing: Lover (Music Video) - The Dedication

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charles_leclerc My forever lover.

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landonorris Will you save me a seat at every table?

yourusername Have my song memorized already, I see 😆 landonorris You know it!

lewishamilton Congratulations, Y/N and Charles! 🥂

danielricciardo I call taking most of the pictures 🙏

landonorris No???

ynlecs16 this is such a fucking surprise the two of you need to cool it down i'm hyperventilating

scuderiaferrari Best wishes to our favorite couple ❤️

yourusername Wait, I thought we broke up?

charles_leclerc Negative. You're stuck with me forever now 😘

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tagging: @slytherheign, @honethatty12, @siovhanroy

notes: taylor has got me wishing i was currently in love this is sick! anyway i only got this idea bc my tiktok fyp is swarmed with charles daylight edits and they are right he is so golden <33

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brightbertalt · 4 months

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just please teach me

michael gavey x bimbo!reader

authors note - i can’t resist this man…..he’s so nerdy and hot. also meant for female!reader

warnings - dumbification, kinda mean michael, a little praise, degradation, perv!michael, the word slut, breeding kink, accidental breeding?

god michael couldn’t wait for this.

it was your first tutoring session with him. after your failed your first math test of the semester, you decided to get some help from the smartest man you knew, who also happened to sit next to you.

“hey, you’re like super smart right?”

you asked him, peeking over at the 100% on his test. he turned his head, internally surprised you were even talking to him.

“uh, yeah. yeah i am. do you need help?”

you nodded, pouting and practically shoving your test in his face.

“i can’t even believe it! i got a 53% on this test, it was like, super hard!”

you complained, crossing your arms; which just so happened to push up your breasts. they looked so good in that tight tank top you were wearing.

“you’re asking me to tutor you?”

you scoffed out of frustration.

“duh! i don’t wanna fail!”

he was going to be your tutor. it sounded like music to his ears. michael gavey was going to be personally teaching the cutest girl he knew.

and annoying.

you yourself weren’t annoying, but the fact that someone like you, who probably didn’t even know which direction an x axis pointed, could get into oxford university. probably on a huge helping of daddy’s money is what he thought. unlike him, who actually earned his place. nonetheless, he would tutor you.

he could have some fun with that.

he saw this situation in porn all the time. dumb schoolgirl goes to someone like himself to get help, and they end up fucking like rabbits. he didn’t have any experience with women in person, but he figured porn was close enough to the real thing, right?

he wondered how sweet your voice would sound begging for him.

“sooooo, does my place sound good? i have such a cute setup it’s like, unbelievable! and im free around 6 tonight.”

“yeah, of course. i guess ill be over then..!”

he knocked on your door, trying to stop his hands from shaking. he adjusted his glasses, waiting for you to open the door.

“mikey! you’re here!”

you opened the door and hugged him. he tried not to audibly moan from the sensation of your boobs pushing against him.

“just michael is fine!”

he blurted out, nervous that you were this close to him. would he even be able to survive this night?

“i dont have any extra chairs, so we can just study on my bed! how’s that?”

you asked, walking in your dorm and sitting on your bed.

he wouldn’t be able to survive. you said that so innocently, as if you didn’t understand what two people could do on a bed. as he walked over to your bed, he didn’t expect anything different. it was adorned with pink pillows and a huge fuzzy pink blanket. it was so you.

“the thing I wasn’t really understanding was number seven. i don’t even know where to start!”

he nodded, grabbing his supplies out of his bag. how could she not understand this one? it was the easiest by far. nonetheless, he explained it in the most basic way he could. you nodded, pretending to understand.

“okay, now you try.”

you smiled dumbly, attempting to try it on your own. you stopped shortly thereafter, flipping the pencil in your hand.

“i just don’t get it michael! maybe math just isn’t for me..”

you leaned in closer to him, putting your head on his shoulder. you felt defeated. defeated by some numbers on a page. he sighed in annoyance. he did like this feeling, but he didn’t like your dumb little brain. maybe he could take advantage of that. he only dreamed of that, though. tricking you into pleasing him. giving you a ‘reward’ for finally get 100% on your tests. you’d probably love that too.

“ill probably drop math. its too hard! i dont know how you do it. you’re so smart michael.”

“well you’re not even trying are you? you just have to think, y/n!”

“i am so trying!”

you loosely hugged michael. he could feel himself starting to get hard. why’d you have to be so handsy with him?

“thanks for helping me though! you’re so smart michael.”

he felt himself twitch in his pants. he couldn’t take it anymore. he couldn’t take the teasing anymore.

you felt his lips press against your own soft, glossed lips. he pulled away quickly, already preparing for the worst. you would push him off your bed, throw his bag at him and yell at him to leave. instead, you grabbed his sleeve.

“please don’t leave mikey.”

how could he refuse you?

he moved closer to you, going in for another kiss. you were an aphrodisiac. so irresistible. made for him to fuck.

you shook your head, kissing all over his face.

“it’s totally fine, please just stay here.”

he gently pushed you down onto the bed, kissing and sucking on your neck. fuck, you were so nice. your skin was so soft and plush, and your voice sent him into a spiral.

“is this your first time mikey?”

“y-yeah. i know you probably think that’s pathetic or weird or-“

“mikey. please just fuck me. i don’t care.”

those were the sweetest words he ever heard. he could cum right then and there.

“god, fuck, can i ask you something?”

he asked.

“are you on birth control?”

you shook your head. fuck, for some reason that was even hotter.

“ill pull out, don’t worry.”

you nodded, noticeably absentminded. you were so dumb, and it was so cute to him. he was known around campus for his smarts and talent in math. and now he had, which was quite possibly, the dumbest girl at his university under his thumb. it felt so good.

“i trust you mikey.”

he smirked as he pressed continuous kisses into your neck and chest, experimentally pushing his hands underneath your cute tank top and groping your breasts. you whined underneath him, taking your top and yanking it over your head to expose your chest.

“you’re so cute. just let me take care of you, okay?”

he licked and sucked on your chest, trailing his way down your body until he got to your little cute shorts. god this boy was a freak. you helped him get your shorts off of you, exposing your bare cunt to him. you squeezed your legs together, a feeble attempt in covering yourself.

“why be shy now? you already teased me for half the semester.”

you nodded at his remark, leaning your head back. he teased, kissing up your thighs. michael’s smirk was criminal as he placed a gentle kiss on your pussy. you bucked your hips and moaned on him. he gently prodded your entrance with his long fingers, slowly inserting two of them inside you. he chuckled as he moved his fingers in and out.

“mikey i-“

“you’re what? wet as a bloody fountain? because you are.”

you let out a pornstar-esque moan and feebly grabbed in his direction. you needed him inside you.

“mikey please just fuck me! please!”

you shouted out, rocking your hips into his fingers gently. he grinned and stood up to take off his pants, as well as unzipping his coat.

“i don’t get it.”

you said bluntly, looking up at him.

“what?”

“your shirt. I don’t get it.”

you pointed to his shirt.

‘not all math puns are awful. just sum.’

you shared a moment of brief awkwardness.

“it’s like how the result of an addition-“

“i didn’t ask for more math! just come over here michael!”

he quickly nodded and took off his stupid shirt, leaving it on the floor next to the bed. he climbed over you, giving you a quick kiss on the cheek.

“are you sure?”

“please just do it already mikey!”

you whined. he always knew you were bratty. he would love to put you in your place though. he slid himself into you, gasping at the warmth and tightness of your pussy. he slowly slid all the way in, swearing under his breath as he did. you were definitely made for him. so warm, so soft, so perfect. he placed a hand on your lower stomach, feeling himself inside you.

“you’re so warm holy fuck, I can’t believe im inside you right now.”

he blurted out, slowly starting to move. michael was definitely a little above average. so goes the trope of nerdy white guys. the largeness of him made you feel so full, so stuffed. you couldn’t handle it already. tears pricked at your eyes as you slung your legs onto his shoulders. michael wasted no time fucking himself into you, letting out all sorts of lewd noises.

“can’t believe im the one doing this. always thought you’d be with someone like felix, fuck.”

he grabbed at your hips, guiding you up and down on his cock. another loud, indecent moan was let out of you.

“im the one fucking you, no one else gets to have this dumb little cunt.”

he tilted his head up, overwhelmed with pleasure.

“im all yours mikey, please just keep fucking me!”

you cried, grabbing onto his hands on your hips. he grabbed your right hand with his left, pressing it right next to your head. his face was right next to yours as well now.

“nothing in that stupid head, huh? nothin’ but me fucking you right now. i always knew you were so simple.”

you clenched around him, leaving him to chuckle under his breath.

“you like that? me calling you dumb? knew you were a slut.”

michael’s smartass attitude definitely never left him. you shook your head unconvincingly. you did like it, but being a brat was so fun.

“i know you like it. you already feel like you’re gonna cum on me. poor little thing. probably forget everything you learned this semester just from this.”

he said with fake sympathy. it was true, you were close. you could feel his thrusts getting more erratic and needy, so you knew he was too. you just remembered you were supposed to have a math lesson today. oh well. you could always just google the answers.

“I don’t think im gonna be able to pull out, you’re so fucking warm and tight I can’t-“

you immediately came to your senses. you were admittedly dumb, but not dumb enough to let michael cum in you.

“michael please pull out-“

“i- fuck!”

he abruptly came inside you, his jaw slack as he aggressively rammed his hips into yours a few more times. the sensation of his filling you up was too much, and your orgasm shortly followed. he collapsed on top of you, breathing heavily.

“im so sorry y/n, you just-“

“ill figure it out mikey, just hold me.”

and he did. he laid on his side as he traced his thumb on your belly. you fell asleep soon thereafter, together.

#fanfic #fanfiction #saltburn #saltburn x reader #michael gavey #michael gavey x reader #saltburn smut #michael gavey smut #ewan mitchell

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🦢 ° — CALLING ENHYPEN PRETTY BOY

˖ ft. enha members | g. fluff ˖ warning. f!reader , none | theme. sfw , headcanon | TIKTOK SERIES

# . — HEESEUNG : "what? repeat what you said" did not believe his ear, did you really call him that "I said can you pass me the remote pretty boy" shook, speechless, will cry any minute, you took mental note to call him pretty boy everytime you talk to him, its a must, he needs to hear it more, he deserves it. no one should make him feel otherwise, protect this boi :(.

# . — JAY : "what are you doing my pretty boy" not surprised, barely had any reactions but his inner self is screaming, jumping, rolling, silding down the wall, "nothing much just working on this song, about you" now its your time to get excited but yours is visible, you shake him asking more about the song "wait what really jay, tell me more about it-" — "its pretty boy" he pulls you on his lap as he shows you his notepad "it really got to your head didn't it?" you said "your fault" .

# . — JAKE : "hi pretty boy" that was a mistake in a sense, firstly he choked on the ramen he was eating and secondly you think he is not breathing, just looking at you with big eyes "wow jake you are so dramatic" walks towards you as he sits himself down and rubs his cheeks on yours "yeah maybe! but that just made me happiest man for the next 10 no 100 years" he is quite vocal about it and it made you embarrassed "call me that infront of the members okay?" he smiled as you buried your face in his chest "its embarrassing" squeezes you in a tight hug "no its not hehe, im sure they will be jealous"

# . — SUNGHOON : "YN ! HOW DO I LOOK?" he was excited it was your 1st anniversary and he did his best to do his hair and put on his best clothes "you always look good, pretty boy" he brushed his hands across the table to find the perfume he bought "yeah and- wait what? what did say?" looks at you with a serious face "you look good, my pretty boy?" you almost thought you offended him until you saw him blushing and hiding his face "yn im already madly in love with you. how much more do you want me to fall" you smiled at his behavior "insanely"

# . — SUNOO : "yn can you please hurry up, we are not going for pairs fashion week, its just THE MALL" he said frowning with a very kissable pout which you did peck as you got of the bathroom after your millionth try of making your eyeliner symmetrical "lets go pretty boy" you said as you took his hand "pretty boy?" would not let it slide, respectfuly asks you to NEVER call him sunoo because its only pretty boy from now on "I guess I will let you slide this one time but hurry up next time"

# . — JUNGWON : "did you eat it" jungwon stood infront of you towering you "eat what? pretty boy" there goes his attempt to intimate you, yes you did eat his precious curry he saved, which he physically defended against jay "yn you can't do that" squats down and hids his face "do want?" you asked tickling his ears, he brushed your hands off lightly "say things that make me nervous-" you know he likes it but apperently you have to make fun of him "so you don't like it?" looks at you with a panic look "no no i did not say that, I mean I like it, I was- yeah keep calling me that" the curry was completely forgotten as you survived once again.

# . — NIKI : "hi pretty boy" looks at you with most horrid reaction "what..?" you repeat yourself for him to spourt nonsense "you can't say that shhh!! what if someone hear you" you almost want to slap him "and what about it-" — "iT HURTS MY MANLINESS" bro was 💀 "niki shut up or I will really hurt your 'manliness' ye" he can't be serious right now "call me handsome bruh" smirks for no reason "pretty boy" then you guys went on arguing until you came to the deal that calling him pretty was only to be done private

AN. I'm sorry I'm really inactive and haven't answered any asks but I wanted to write this 😔 also I would get butterflies even if I utter the word pretty for anyone, but just on that note you all are beautiful, and im proud of you, keep going 💖💖

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alicenttully · 20 days

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look. im not saying there isn't some very valid concerns about alicent being raised or that i disagree with them if its proven correct. lord knows the writers don't have a good track record.

but some of y'all still need to be reminded that a trailer isn't the series. we saw 2 minutes in which we only got so much of alicent, it's impossible for them to show everything. and yet some of y'all are talking with such certainty as if you got early access to the episodes and therefore everything you say is absolute truth and not still speculation at this point.

like im sorry but has it occurred to any of y'all that those clips (alicent advising caution, aemond calling her a fool for still loving the enemy- rhaenyra) happens BEFORE blood and cheese??

concerning aemond, i think a really plausible explanation for this scene that we haven't been able to watch the full thing because again it's in a trailer, it's him and ser criston talking about how alicent was in favour of peace talks during the green council and refused to consider the alternative of killing rhaenyra. considering what aemond has just done, of course he's going to be 100+ more defensive. him criticising the peace terms that would have spared both sides and prevented a war would come across as just as bad as him deciding to chase luke on vaghar.

a lot of you also seem to have forgotten that aemond is characterised as "unforgiving" so it doesn't seem surprising to me that he would hate the idea of these peace terms because in his mind rhaenyra does not deserve forgiveness. he's been waiting for viserys to die so he could punish her and her sons. this is very similar to daemon, who was ready to kill every single green during the black council. also note the word "our". people assuming that aemond is only using it in reference to him and ser criston, and yet because he used it the word "our" it's quite possible that he doesn't think his own mother is some double double agent and despite his heavy disagreements with her, he's still including alicent in that because by crowning aegon, alicent has clearly chosen him over rhaenyra.

i want to finish here about aemond by saying how boringly predictable it is that team black are comparing aemonds words about alicent to jace's words about rhaenyra. im sorry but that isn't a fair comparison. jace is talking to a lord (likely cregan stark) whose support he's trying to gain for his mother's cause. he's not going to be bad mouthing or criticising rhaenyra. cregan stark is a STRANGER to him. on the other hand this was a private convo between aemond and ser criston (ser criston looks ready to retire for the night). ser criston is probably one of the few people in the world that aemond trusts and because criston happens to be devoted to alicent and because aemond does love his mother, he feels "safer" making these points to him in PRIVATE rather than trying to publicly undermine her like otto did by keeping in the dark and according to deleted scenes, ready to marry her off AGAIN for allies even though alicent being unaware of all this makes no sense but whatever.

people also making these claims about alicent choosing rhaenyra based off her saying "this senseless war must end." it's so annoying how y'all immediate first conclusion was that alicent was only saying it out of a desire to spare rhaenyra...... as if alicent wanting the war to end couldn't have been about protecting ALICENTS remaining children/grandchildren and the realm at large.... mind you f&b alicent says something very similar which has the exact same point being made. "how many more must die to slake your thirst for venegance?"

#alicent hightower #house of the dragon #anti hotd fandom #alicent get behind me

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crabonfire · 1 year

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Mercs and some general dating headcannons :))

Characters: All mercs

Warning: none that I can think of!!

Note: I actually wanted to do this like a while ago but the motivation wasn't there...NOW IT IS!! this is a VERRRYYY long list of sweet headcannons for the boys and my special girl aka my girlfriend aka my silly little meow meow, Ms pauling :)

These are NOT in order, but I cover each character, don't worry! Im just writing this like without thought rn •♡•!!

(Ps reposts are GREATLY appreciated thanks cuties ♡)

♡Engie♡

• he's constantly calling you sweet pet names like honey, sugar, darlin...whatever corny name it is, you know he's calling you it.

• if you have a sweet tooth your in luck! I have a headcannon that when he's stressed with his inventions, he takes that time to cool off with BAKING!!! Its a craft that isn't as difficult as making a robot or upgrading a sentry, as all he needs to do is follow the instructions and it's a guaranteed success. So, it calms him down a bit and he gets to have a little snack break :)

So cause of that, he will bake for you!! Pies, Cakes, anything you're craving, he's got it.

• he makes u trinkets all the time. I feel like he's a man with many love languages, Quality time, Acts of service, and Gift Giving. He definitely cherishes you and shows it with the gifts he makes you.

• after a long day, it doesn't matter what your doing or where you are, he will always want to spend the rest of it cuddling you. Man LOVES cuddling.

• he's super corny. not surprising I know. not "writing poems for my love" corny but "making inventions and buying gifts for my love because they mentioned that they wanted it one time a couple days ago" type of corny.

• cannot STAND IT when you two are away. Like, he tells you that he'll be okay, and you'll be okay without you, but a day in and he already misses you.

• you are genuinely so good for him. His work makes him so occupied he forgets to eat or take care of himself, and he just...misses you a lot.

• his preference of dates are ones where he can have your full undivided attention, peace and quiet makes a great atmosphere for sweet intimacy.

Oh and one more thing, adores holding your hand. Walking together he's holding your hand, sitting down together? Holding your hand. Making love? Holding hands ♡♡♡♡

goddd I love cowboys yeehaaw 😊😊🫶🫶

♡Spy♡

• OK so yk how I said engie isn't making poems for my love corny? Well that's spy

• I wouldn't say spy is corny, I'd say he's cheesy but in a very elegant and refined way. Like wouldn't be overly cheesy, but he'd write you letters and poems so incredibly sweet you have to see your dentist if he gave you cavities.

• like engie, loves buying you stuff. His main love language.

"Mon amour, I have a gift for you."

"Oh-really? Oh man, you didn't need to get me anything."

"I know, but I saw this, and I know it would look good on you."

When you pull it out of the bag it's a pair of earrings that match your eyes, with a finishing touch that makes it glow in the moonlight.

"Spy...its...beautiful." You mutter out, enchanted by the beauty of the earrings. He smiles softly, charmed by your adorable reaction.

"Of course it is, I only pick the best for my love."

• god I love men so fucking much jesus fucking christ

• he definitely is not a vulnerable man. if you ever notice him being distant, it's because he's sad. But he will never ever admit it or even show it.

• if you do somehow notice, if you want to help, you need to confront him. He will not open up right away, but after seeing your worry, he will eventually give in. This guy needs a lot of comfort man.

He really appreciates and is thankful for the comfort or effort. it's nice. In his past experiences with genuine relationships, he's had trust issues with new ones... but he's slowly opening up to you.

• you two will cuddle in his smoking room. 100%.

• he loves to tease you, but especially loves to do it in French. Knowing the fact that you have no idea what he's saying but is still flustered by his words, it makes him feel so mushy inside. He used to hate it, but now, it's the only thing he wants to feel when he's with you.

AGHHHH EWWW FRENCH PEOPLE!! (I'd let him do me 🤤)

♡Pyro♡

• my sweet sweet little pyromaniac

• hold your hand all the time. loves hand holding.

• all your dates together are pretty simple, but sometimes he surprises you with literally insane ones.

• like hey yeah he took you to that nice picnic once during a time you were super sad, aww that's sweet...but remember that one time you two got banned from a zoo because he convinced you to join him by breaking inside of the fucking alligator exhibit? yeah. reaaal sweet.

• gives you mask kisses. they're more like little boops, but he'll make a "mwah!" Sound whenever he does and it makes u giggle (he loves it when you laugh or giggle ur so cute stink)

• I think if you've been close enough in the relationship, one day, he'd pull you aside to his room, and wear normal clothing. He won't take his mask off just yet, but he'd be comfortable enough to show his body off to you. (I headcannon him to have kind of a chubby body, he's a bit tanned, having some burn marks from his back to his hands.

• he's quite scared on how you'd react, but once he sees the fondess in your eyes and that genuine smile...he can't help but be relieved.

"Oh Pi..."

You'd slowly approach him, "May I..?" He's hesitant, but he nods.

You'd hold his hand and feel his skin for the first time, admiring ever single detail about it like your memorising it. He's watching you the entire time, curiously. You can't see, but he can feel his cheeks heat up when you lean to kiss the back of his hand. Then, making his hand cup your cheek, now its your turn to blush as you can feel his soft palm on your cheek, melting into it.

You look up at him. A love struck expression is now plastered onto your face,

"Pi... you're so gorgeous, baby."

Now, he feels as if his face is on fire. He looks away, fully knowing you can't see his face. You chucke, continuing to admire other parts of his body. The night is calm, ending with you two cuddling for the first time without his suit on, being able to feel his arms and how they trail over your body.

Man, is he so happy to have you.

• OK this was supposed to be a headcannon thing but I just realized I wrote a whole fucking one shot for pyro LMFAOOOOOOOOOOO HELP MEEEEE BAHAHHAHAHA

he'd be comfortable enough to take his mask off after a couple weeks of you seeing him and being with him without the bodysuit. yass!!

I love him so much...the silly!!!!! (Also not a dating headcannon but just a headcannon I headcannon pyro as a transman who got surgery but still likes feminine things, goes by He/She and doesn't mind they and also a silly goober!!! Hehe I love him)

♡Scout♡

• OK so I'm gonna be fr with u right neow I think if you two are just starting out its gonna be a bit difficult, he definitely has a lot of toxic masculinity to work through and also just...not understanding of certain stuff. But after you explain some boundaries and help him with his issues, it's great.

• you two get into all sorts of silly situations together, and he loves doing dumb stuff with you.

• for example, here's a conversation he once had with you unironically while eating fish;

"Hey babe, ya think that if I drank water, the fish would like...swim in my stomach or something?"

"...wh...what?"

"Like if since I just ate fish if I drank the water what if like the fish went up my throat again and I went guurlgllblulrrgllhbl??"

"Jeremy- laugh what???

"Yk like...fish live in water so what if it came alive again? lol??"

There's silence between you two until you both burst out laughing, you hitting the desk because of how dumb he is and him only realising how dumb he sounds.

• he loves you so much. He promised he wouldn't be one of those corny couples, but whenever you're cuddling, he's such a baby. He would REFUSE to let you go, and he'd constantly be talking some sweet cheesy stuff into your ear. He's definitely a sleep talker, and on the chances he's fallen asleep on top of you while cuddling, he'd say some corny stuff.

"...S/O..?"

"Yeah baby?"

"...I love ya...you smell nice..." He'd smile like a goof

(When me? WHEN ME? WHEN ME BITCH WHEN ME???@?@?"

• he loves it when you wear his clothes. I think he'd wear a lot of varsity jackets, and he melts whenever you wear one of his.

• definitely a possessive idiot that will threaten to fight whoever hits on you.

"Oh yeah? You want em huh? Oh, alright then, dats all good....Square up punk. I'm gonna beat you up so badly you're gonna start seein' stars. Yeah? YEAH? YOU WANNA FREAKIN' GO? LOUD FUCKING SWING LMFAO YEAH THAT'S RIGHT-MORON. Can't have them with your brains bashed in yea? Haha, you see that, babe? Babe...? Huh- what do you mean we gotta go? Someone...called the copsOHSHITWEGOTTAGO-"

• On several occasions, he has punched and / or used his bat on somebody who hit on you even after you told them you were taken.

get me a skinny twink who would beat someone up for me if they looked at me funny ♡

♡Sniper♡

• Hes such a clingy boyfriend I swear

• if you were doing something he'd wrap his arms around you from behind, nuzzling into your shoulder as he takes in your scent (it comforts him) as he smiles into you.

"You okay babe?"

"Mmh yeah, just missed ya..."

• always holding your hand or hugging you, he's such a touchy guy. (Though if your not very comfortable with it at first definitely gets the memo)

• loves it when you two are cuddling in a position that your holding him by your chest, he melts into a puddle when you kiss him.

• he's a bit shy at first. It's mostly the shock of how you actually are his partner, and he's not dreaming. His past relationships haven't exactly been... Yeah. but, after a couple of months of dating, he's more carefree and confident with you.

• he loves giving you random stuff.

"Here...its uh, dandelion. I found it while I was out on a walk. It reminded me of you."

"I got you this sweater I saw. I thought ya might like it."

"Hey roo, I got you these bracelets. I... got some for me, too. We could...match."

• his favourite activity with you is to stargaze up on his camper van, cuddling as you two ramble about your days while also imagining what's out in that huge space in the sky.

you two would make up fake names for the stars, he knows what they are called, but its cute to see you try and guess what they are.

• he's grown so used to being with you that on the nights you aren't together, he'd get so bummed out he'd even cry a little. He just misses you so much. He needs you.

• he loves showering and bathing with you. not anything sexual, but it's the fact it's such an intimate thing. It makes him so happy whenever you wash his hair or scrub his back, he's so peaceful with you.

ew he pisses in jars (I am so in love with him)

♡Soldier♡

• don't get me started on soldier

• the first start of the relationship, it actually goes smoother than you'd think. (Bro he pulled Zhanna after fucking her once he got that patriotic rizz)

• he's able to be cheesy and weirdly romantic because this man has no filter... He's honest, has a heart of gold, and is a man of many words.

• he takes you out on crazy dates, and loves to tell you about his adventures. he's a very loud guy, so expect tons of shouting from him.

• I'd say the only time he gets quiet or soft spoken is when you two are cuddling. He loves listening to you ramble or talk while you two are cuddling. Holding you so gently as you're going on about your day makes him feel so proud you have such trust in him to be so vulnerable, to be yourself.

• he's a sweet guy. He really is. Yes, his gifts can be a bit... unique. but he's just a dumb goofball who's incredibly in love with you.

• There might be some bumps in your relationship, but it's normal. He's just a bit far off on boundaries and general stuff about not yelling at everybody in public while on a date, but yk he'll learn sooner or later.

• he loves to pepper you with kisses, and loves it more when he can make you laugh. he'd do anything to make you smile, whether it's telling funny stories or tickling you, he loves your laugh.

whenever you smile, he melts a bit, and you're the apple to his eye.

• he really doesn't want to be sad around you and stuff, usually being a bit distant whenever he is genuinely feeling down. But when you smile up at him with such determination after a bad match... He quickly goes back into being tough and charasmatic soldier!!

Your his motivation S/O, don't underestimate that. He loves you so much that he'd fight the universe for you.

• also loves hand holding. he loves to play with your fingers sometimes, feeling how soft they are against his rough skin. If you cup his face, he will melt.

It seems you're the only one who can truly get into his defences, but he's quite happy about it.

I love him he's so fucking underrated like bro is my type I sjdjfjf SOLDIER!!! my beloved

♡Demo♡

one of his parts have SLIGHT NSFW!!!!!!!!! be warned bro😨😨

• djejdjfjfjfjrkekdjfjfjfjgkkg bro got me smiling like an idiot fr

• he loves you so much. sometimes when you two are alone together you can just catch him with love hearts in his eye, his goofy smile making you giggle.

"What? What is it?"

"Nothin...yer just perfect, dearie."

(I wish he was real so bad)

• buys you anything you want, and takes you out on lavish dinners. Always makes sure your happy and comfortable with him.

• when he's super drunk he purposely goes to you so thay you can take care of him, and when you do he's just flirting the entire time. (nsfw implications below)

"Woahhhhh there sweetie... your -hic- fingers ahre sooh sohft...."

"Haha, thank you Tavish."

"Ah wonder how thheyd feel wrapped around-mmy cock..."

'WHAAATTDIDHESAYYYY'

"HUH-"

He'd then burst out laughing at your shocked expression, laughing and pointing at your face as you shake your head, blush forming ever so slightly. Mans a fuckin tease.

• overall, he's such a sweetheart. He'd be such a good listener and would always cuddle you whenever he can. He LOVES kissing you, leaving kisses all over your body, marking them up while he memorizies each individual pattern you may have.

• he loves to shower with you also, not being able to resist kissing your back as scrubs and soaps your body.

• definitely compliments you atleadt 5 times a day. corny ahh

bro got that cyclops rizz 😂😂 (I would do things to this man)

♡Heavy♡

HEY BABES I have just been reminded that some of the russian words I use are wrong so IM VERY SORRY PLEASE IGNORE IF YOU ARE SLAVIC OH MY GOD 😭😭😭

• HEHEHEHEHSHHEHHEH hevy wepen gai...

• he loves to make you poems in Russian, and if you happen to translate them, he'd get overly shy when you bring them up or compliment them.

"Baby, I read your poem for me...it was so sweet. I loved it."

"Oh...um..yes. I am glad." Secretly freaking out and is literally screaming inside

• bro would be the type to cook for you everyday and insist on it. bro would be the type to hug you while he swings you in the air happily. bro be the type to be so in love with you thay he blushes and smiles at every little sweet compliment you give him bevause he feels so blessed to be with you.

• he loves to cuddle with you. feeling you on top of him, hugging him tightly as you sigh lovingly...it makes him melt.

• he calls you nicknames in Russian, like дорогая / дорогой which can mean dearest or darling, пупсик which is kitty, and would definitely call you мишка / мишок which means mouse. Yes, he chooses this because you are smaller in comparison to him. Plus I heard myshka is a very common petname in Russia so hehe (do correct me if I'm wrong tho)

• his favorite thing to do with you is probably cooking. if you suck at it he will teach you slowly, and encourage you even if it comes out wrong. if your good, he will ask if you'd like to cook with him more.

• I don't see him as somebody who cares much for physical touch, but I can see him loving acts of service with you and quality time. (Like engie!)

• so you two usually go out a lot, whether it's just hanging out together near the base or out on a nice beach date, he'll enjoy it as long as you are too.

• he loves to hold your hand tho. the size difference is adorable to him :)

(Also not saying reader is small and petite or anything heavy is a generally big guy, you'd probably still he smaller than him if you were bulky or fat.)

• he'd also read to you in Russian. do you understand? No not really. But his voice is so comforting, it's easy for you to fall asleep.

• overall, just a pretty calm guy. loves to cook, loves to read, loves to write you corny stuff, and sometimes would teach you Russian if you'd like to learn. (If your slavic then he's happy!!!)

also sorry his is shorter, I just don't have much for him at the moment :)

♡Medic♡

• like soldier and scout, your relationship is a bit bumpy at first. he has a lot of stuff he needs to work with, and he's not a very sympathetic person, so dealing with fights (if you ever have any) can be difficult.

• but after a while, he's learned to be a more affectionate and understanding partner.

• he's a sweetheart.

• whenever you visit him in his medbay while he's overworking himself, you just always manage to convince him to take a break. How could he deny you, your his love after all.

• to be honest he's really romantic sometimes.

• he'd call you sweet nicknames and would gently caress your cheek, admiring your eyes before placing a gentle kiss to your sweet lips.

"Mein gott liebling, you are truly zhe fascinating person I've ever had zhe pleasure of meeting."

• he'd ramble about his experiments to you, and whenever one is successful, your the first one he tells and his excitement is through the roof. But what makes it better is how you'd be so proud and happy for him, cheering for him and going to see his creation with him.

"Babe, that's so cool!! I'm so happy for you, this looks awesome."

"Thank you mein schatz, zhat...means a lot."

He's genuinely so enamored by your kind and endearing personality it stuns him sometimes.

• smiles like a goof whenever you leave him forehead or cheek kisses. Especially when you've come to check up on him and bring him his coffee, telling him how much you love him and then reminding him to take a break.

My god, he's constantly thinking about you.

• he'd ramble to his doves about you, and to be a little silly for you, he'd make them send you various letters throughout the day to be corny.

• he loves it when you respond to the letters or even talking to him about it and laughing. usually he won't ever do this, but he'd do it if it meant you'd laugh.

• when he's frustrated after a long day on the battlefield, please just hold him and let him rant about it, he doesn't need a logical solution he's just sorta tired.

Though, after you comfort and kiss him, he just smiles at you and thanks you, letting himself melt into your touch with how content he feels.

doctors with no license hmu

♡ END ♡

bro this took so long to write that my hands are so sweaty?? yes, I write on my phone I don't have a laptop (I wish I did tho writing would be much much easier) if there are any errors don't comment on it please I spent an hour writing this and I haven't drunk water in a while LMFAOOO did this bitch innone go

Anyways hope you enjoyed!! Again, reposts are greatly appreciated and would help my growth a lot.

If you have any requests feel free to put them in my inbox!! And as always, I hope you had a wonderful day. xoxo, crab :•) ♡

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anadiasmount · 1 year

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me and you? - c.p

gif not mine.

Summary: After being invited out to the wedding of his closest friend, some feelings are revealed during the event.

First puli fic! If you have any requests, they are currently open <3

Word count: 2.7k

He props up behind you, offering you a hand with your necklace. “Still can’t do it?” he teases, you nod and grab your hair so it wouldn’t get in the way. You watch as his hands work the clasp so the necklace would stay in place, his fingertips ever so slightly touching the nape of your neck. He sees the goosebumps that arise on your skin, holding himself back from pressing small kisses along your bare neck and shoulder.

He knows he shouldn’t, but you fit into his embrace so perfectly. He knows it's wrong to feel how he does, that it should never have happened because of the agreement always to stay best friends. But you were it for him, the way you hugged him close after a tough day, making those fantastic sandwiches when you don’t feel like making a big meal, always open to watching monsters inc for like the thousandth time.

It could be the little things like making coffee before he leaves, or when you stay the night in the morning you leave little notes rather than a text, when his family visits him you always give him space but his family adores you always making you feel included, you always make time for him even if you're busy or if you're not at you 100%.

But something he will truly never get over is how he is himself without you judging. Even before moving from America, he always dealt with his insecurities and constant judgment from everyone, it always was there. It got worse and he always shut out from the world, not knowing who or how to reach out to.

He doesn't have to be fake happy, or fake a smile, he can laugh loudly not caring if he lets out a small snort. He will often tease you, kiss your head, and hold your hand when you begin to feel nervous if you're out in public. When you tell him you would stay over he is always met with you layed out on the couch with a messy bun and glasses reading a book of interest. “If only you were mine…”

He cuts out of his daze and pays attention to how you turn around slowly, placing your hands along his chest. His eyes link with yours, and Christian smirks too when you let a shudder of air at the closeness of your bodies. “You okay?” he finally speaks, causing a blush to your cheeks when it comes out raspy and deep. You nod and fix his tie which was a little loose, he frowns at your sudden quietness, so he brings your small hands to his lips kissing softly along your knuckles.

“Tell me what's wrong…” Christian pleads, you sigh but smile nervously, “I don’t know how to describe it Chris. I have this feeling in my stomach that hasn't gone away, and before you start no Im not feeling sick,” you cut him off before he could ask you. “It's a gut feeling that hasn't gone away since the morning,” he narrows his eyes and hums.

“If you continue feeling like that during the wedding please tell me. We can come home at any time,” he states. Home. You didn't realize till you were getting ready today that you've been coming to his home for the past 2 weeks straight. Cuddling on his couch, making breakfast before departing ways, having his friends over for game nights, and even sleeping on his bed at night, legs tangled beneath the sheets.

“I might go to my flat tonight…” you say randomly feeling like you've maybe overstayed your original stay. He shakes his head and squeezes your hands a bit tighter, almost as if he was afraid to let go, “Why? I wanted to surprise you tomorrow morning with brunch. Did I do something?” he frowns. “No, no, no! You haven't done a single thing, Christian, just missing the flat a bit. Last time I was there was two weeks ago…” you reveal giggling at his reaction.

He was so used to having you around he almost begged for you to stay, that you could do it together but in the morning, tonight he wanted you here, in his arms, in his bed, with his shirt.

You pull your hands from his and bring them to Christian's cheeks, swiping your thumbs over his freckles and slight stubble, “I promise I’ll be here before you wake up tomorrow, okay? So you can still “surprise me” with brunch,” you fake quote with your fingers. He chuckles and agrees, he hugs you, your scent hitting his senses, “Let's get going? I know you hate London traffic,” he kisses your cheek and interlocks your hands together.

“You look absolutely beautiful Y/n.”

“Likewise handsome…”

– – –

Your eyes did not leave his toned body all night, not even when you stood next together while greeting around. Christian just looked like a good-to-be-true dream, his black suit hugging the perfect places, and the precious black tie causing dirty images in your head. His Daniel Wellington watch on his tattooed wrist, his right wrist wearing your handmade friendship bracelet.

He currently had his left arm wrapped around your waist, his fingertips from time to time drawing small shapes and figures. You had excused yourself to go to the bathroom to touch up your lipstick that had faded after drinking some water and a glass of champagne.

Christian meant the absolute world to you, and the constant fear of losing him if things went wrong always scared you. Were you willing to lose a person who brought you coffee while you studied? The exact person who always greets you with a kiss on your cheek and then who hid their head in the crook of your neck? That person who you randomly danced under the rain the summer trip the year before, almost kissed?

That darn blush that adorned his freckled skin when you complimented even the smallest bit? The one who always bought you and your flat roses? The one who always dedicated his goals to you? You were too attached at this point to let go.

How would you tell him how you felt inside, not knowing if he even felt the same? The feeling of rejection crossed inside your head, the confrontation? Who were you kidding, he felt the same for you. These whole two weeks proved your point. You suddenly felt more confident, sexy even, the bubbly feeling inside you still present.

Before you walked out to the party once again you made sure the lipstick wasn’t smudged or on your teeth. You found his eyes instantly, they were already on you, and so you walked over to the table and sat down next to him. “You really do look stunning Y/n,” said Weston with a slight smirk on his face, you thanked him seeing how Christian clenched his jaw. “Did you just get here or?” he asked leaning over to you slightly.

“No, I arrived with Chris. We’ve been here for a while actually,” you smiled seeing Weston nod. The air felt heavy around the table causing Tyler to abruptly stand up and asks for everyone’s drink orders.

When you declined his offer Christian leaned over and whispered in your ear, “Have something, please. You told me you had a gut feeling, and I want to make sure you're okay,” he pleaded with his gorgeous brown eyes, how could you say no? All you did was nod and listened to Chris order a drink for you and him.

When Tyler returned the mood uplit, everyone laughing and having a conversation, telling stories from each other lives, and those from the US camps. When the lights dimmed and lit up the door entrance you clapped at the bride and groom who walked in with their hand in the air. They each gave speeches, and soon the party began again.

For the first 2 hours, you danced with some of your girlfriends that attended who were there and Christian of course. You took pictures at a booth with him, using the props and sunglasses that were laid there. You laughed at the caught-of-guard pictures that were taken, going for a second round, this time coming out prettier and happier.

“I'll be right back, going to use the restroom and get a drink,” Christian announced quietly to you once you were sat at the table again, you nodded and whispered a quick ‘be careful’. When you looked around you saw Tyler shake his head ‘no’ at Weston who had a mischievous smile on his face, and you suddenly panicked when you read his lips, “let her be, she's here with Pulisic man!”

“Y/n! Have a dance with me! I promise I don’t bite,” Weston said in a joking tone. A slow song played in the back, and you skimmed over to the dance floor which had couples and even the bride and groom dancing slowly. You cursed at yourself for being such a people pleaser, not wanting to make anyone feel upset or left out, you were just like that. “Let's go McKennie.”

He led you over to the dance floor, you finally had a good look at his cream suit and black button-up. Both of your bodies swaying to the music, one of his hands on your middle back and the other interlocked with yours. “Trust me, my intention isn't to hit on you or make you feel uncomfortable. I apologize if I came off that way,” Weston spoke. You furrowed your brows confused, and looked up, “I don’t understand-”

“He loves you Y/n, so much,” Weston said and smiled when he saw you realized who he was talking about. “Christian never stops talking about you, ‘Y/n this, Y/n made these cookies, Y/n was telling me, Y/n is staying over tonight,’ he's utterly obsessed at this point,” he teases. You laugh and continue to dance, “Give him a chance, the two of you were made for each other. Everyone notices besides the two of you. The love and relationship have been there since day one.”

“Never took you as the advice giver Wes,” you said smirking making him laugh. “Well here we are I guess,” Weston shrugged his shoulders and spoke again “Do you plan on telling him? Because if looks could kill, I would be dead by now,” you turn your head at his words and lock eyes with Christian.

He looks down and walks off to the table, his jaw clenching and unclenching, fist closed so tight his knuckles appear white. “Never took him as a jealous type,” expressed Weston. “I wanted to tell him tonight. I don't know I'm tired of waiting and honestly, it feels like we're already together. I didn't realize till today I was there for two weeks straight…”

He suddenly stops dancing, “Be happy with him. You love him dearly. The two of you deserve it. Tell him how you feel Y/n.” At that moment, Christian suddenly appears slapping Weston’s back playfully, a forced and tight smile on his lips, “Tell who what?”

Weston chuckles nervously and quickly retracts his hands back, “Hey man, you're back!”

Christian nods and cocks his head to the side, “Never left Wes”. Weston awkwardly walks off to the table, and you laugh as Tyler ushers him with his hand angrily to come back. You gulp and clear your throat as you observe Christian now with no tie and his first three buttons undone, a full view of his chain and chest hair. “What’s up, you okay?” you ask when you see him take deep breaths, the jealousy still present.

He relaxes when you bring your hands around up to his neck, not holding back and wrapping his arms tight and close to your body. His head rests on the side of your, feeling his nose trace along your jaw down to your neck. Christian presses a couple of kisses along your jaw, behind your ear, your pulse point, all the way down to where your neck meets your shoulder. Testing the water, but he sees how you love it. “I can't hold back anymore longer Y/n…”

You throw your head back at the feeling of his lips again, holding back a moan. “Wh-Wha-What do you mean Christian?” you stutter and then gulp. “Jesus, even the way you say my name makes me feel things you have no idea”. You don't even feel it when Christian starts swaying his body side to side with yours, dancing slowly to the music in the background. “Do you remember when we first met Y/n?” he asks, now resting his cheek next to yours.

“How could I forget? I didn’t know a single thing about you and what you did. You claimed you loved the small tattoo I have behind my ear and bought me a coffee with a chocolate donut” you had the courage to speak and reply. Christian hummed pulling you closer to his body, feeling the muscle underneath, “Can I confess something to you?” he whispers along your ear causing goosebumps to arise. “Anything. Tell me,” you urge.

“Just promise me you won't leave. Leave me.”

“I promise Christian, just please tell me,” you play with the hair on the nape of his neck. “If there's anything certain in my life it's you. I love you, y/n. It's been you always, I love you and your imperfections. I just want you next to me, supporting me at my games, watching the sunset at Jupiter, to do those silly face masks. You treat me so well, and you have no idea of how afraid I get if I weren't ever to have you, one-day pretty girl.”

You gasp at his words, not believing he's actually confessing how he feels right now. He brings his head back to stare at your face, your teary eyes and mouth slightly gaped open. “Say something, please,” Christian begs, and all you can do is chuckle. “Remember when I met your sister that one time by accident at your house?” he looks at you amused yet dumbfounded to see where you were going to take things.

“I knew from that day forward I would be stuck with you forever. That day you lifted the trophy with the US team, I knew I loved you. I love your small pep talks before I leave to take tests, your messy curls in the morning, and the little face you make when you see me wearing your hoodie, but most of all I love the way you love me…”

“Hold me when I'm upset or have just had a shit day, rub your hand on my thigh while I read, when you help me pick out plants for your house even if you insist there's plenty already, your soft eyes even when I blabber the stupidest shit, you playing your guitar… I love you, Christian.”

You stare at his soft brown eyes now filled with tears, one slowly falling down your cheek, you swipe it away with the back of your hand. Christian brings his tattoed hand to tuck your hair back, then suddenly lands on your cheek pulling you to his lips. He kisses you like there's no tomorrow, the sweet taste of your lips makes him groan, now holding your sides with both hands.

Your hands come up to his face, his slight beard tickling your palms but you don't care. You're too into the moment to care, just paying attention to how now his tongue teases your bottom lip to open, and when you do he wastes no time to kiss you deeper. Your hands now slightly tugging his hair. He gulps your soft moans and gasps. You place both of your feet back on the ground after tip-toeing, just smiling along his lips.

“Is this real?” you couldn't help but ask, your thumb swiping behind his ear. Christian nods pecking your lips once more, “More than real, baby. You're mine Y/n, all mine pretty girl.”

“Yours,” you agree. “So this is? You’re finally my girlfriend yeah?” Christian questions, his voice slightly nervous and excited. “Yes, as long as you’re my boyfriend? Forever and ever Mr. Captain America?” you tease him by saying his nickname that everyone love but him at times. “Deal. Still want to stay at your flat?”

“Not a chance. I want to stay next to you for tonight Chris…”

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anton-luvr · 8 months

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best!friend sohee who gets jealous and pulls reader to the side, confessing he likes her ( it doesn't have to be but if you want could you make it tiny bit suggestive?

# DREAM COME TRUE.

𖦹 bestfriend!sohee x fem!reader | fluff & suggestive & a lil bit of angst 𖦹 note ; another day another sohee fic <3 ngl im quite proud with myself on this one... i hope u like it anon! + reqs are open! join my 100 followers event here !

The heat is almost unbearable as you clamber up to your attic.

Of all times to have a heatwave, Mother Nature just had to pull one while you were in the midst of moving out.

"Sohee! I need help with this box!" you yelled.

"Coming!" your best friend shouts in reply, running up the stairs.

"It's okay, I'll help you." Seunghan interjects, already at the entrance of the attic.

"Thanks," you sigh, smiling tiredly at your other best friend. "This one's insanely heavy."

Yet with complete ease, he lifts it up in his arms. "Don't worry about it," he assures you. "That's why I'm here to help anyway."

Sohee clears his throat, waiting impatiently at the bottom of the stairs. "Hey, she called for me first." he states.

"It's fine, I got it." Seunghan shrugs.

Sohee scoffs.

He knows that Seunghan's your childhood best friend, but Sohee really disliked him.

"Are you gonna take this box with you?" Seunghan sets the dusty box down, sneezing as the dust billows in his face.

The snicker on Sohee's face is rubbed right off when he sees you rub Seunghan's shoulder with a soft, "Bless you!".

"I don't know," you hummed. "Let me check what's inside of it first."

A surprised gasp escapes your lips when you're met by the sight of countless Polaroids and stacks of photo albums.

"Seunghan, look!" you say excitedly, pulling one out. "It's photos from that beach trip when we were in third grade!"

The elder sits closer to you, a fond smile of surprise and awe on his face as he rests his head on your shoulder.

"Wow, that was so long ago." he murmurs.

Sohee scrunches his nose in jealousy, sitting beside you.

"See, I told you that you dropped my pizza!" you laughed, pointing at a photo of a nine-year-old you wailing beside Seunghan, a slice of pizza by your feet while he smiled sheepishly.

"You owe me one now." you teased, pinching his arm lightly.

"Fine, fine." he agrees, jokingly rolling his eyes.

As if your stomach was listening to the conversation, it growled. "It's a sign," you say confidently. "You need to buy pizza for our lunch now."

Seunghan giggles at you as he gets up. "What do you want?" he asks, dusting off his jeans.

"Anything's fine." you say absentmindedly, back to flipping through another photo album.

He hums in response, walking downstairs. "I'll be back in half an hour!" he shouts, before closing the door behind him and driving off to the local Domino's.

"He didn't even ask if I wanted any!" Sohee complains. "He kinda sucks, Y/N."

You click your tongue, hitting his shoulder. "He'll get some for you, don't worry."

He's about to argue with you again when you cut him off short, holding up a polaroid to his face.

"Look, isn't this cute? It's me and Seunghan at prom!"

It is a cute picture, but Sohee boils with jealousy when he sees Seunghan's arms around your waist.

He has to fight the urge to make a sarcastic remark, because this was probably the only time he was going to get alone with you today.

"Yeah, it's cute." he agrees, forcing a smile.

If he had to look at another photo of you and Seunghan being cute together, he thinks he's going to be sick.

"Hey, why not we go downstairs and watch a movie?" the boy suggests.

Thankfully, your eyes light up at his suggestion, nodding readily.

By the time Seunghan makes it back, the both of you are already halfway through 'Finding Nemo'.

"You're back!" you cheer, getting up to help him with the pizzas.

Sohee sighs for the umpteenth time, lazily getting off the couch and trailing into the kitchen.

He's not sure what he's exactly upset about.

If anything, he's not even sure if he's upset or insecure.

Because for almost a year, Sohee had been crushing on you.

He loved your smile. He loved the way you were always so positive and practical about things. He loved you.

But to suddenly see this handsome, smart, and funny guy who happened to be your childhood best friend get all touchy and close with you made him feel like he stood no chance in comparison.

"Sohee," you call, holding plates. "You good?"

"Yup," Sohee lies, mustering another fake smile. "Just thinking about something."

"Here, take this slice." Seunghan says, putting a slice of Hawaiian pizza on your plate.

"You still remember my favorite, huh?" you chuckle.

"I remember your favorite too!" Sohee suddenly shouts.

He had gotten up so abruptly from his seat that the chair toppled over, startling you even more. His face was as red as the tomato sauce on the pizza, his eyes wide and his fists clenched.

"Are you oka-"

"N-No, I'm not okay. Can I talk with you upstairs for a while?" he manages to say, a mix of anger and adrenaline rushing through his system.

Seunghan stares at the both of you warily as you make your way upstairs after Sohee.

"I think you should go," you mouth to Seunghan.

He flashes you a thumbs up, packing up some pizza for himself to take home.

The soft clicking of your front door closing after Seunghan leaving is the same time when Sohee flops down on your bed, burying his face in his hands.

"Hey, what's wrong? Are you okay?" you ask, worried.

He stays silent.

"You've been upset ever since Seunghan came over." you say, sitting down beside him.

"Well, because I like you!" he blurts.

Neither of you says another word, merely staring at each other in surprise.

Sohee wants to facepalm himself, because this was definitely not the way he wanted to confess to you.

But since he already did, he might as well salvage whatever he could, continue, and hope for the best.

"I really like you, Y/N." he starts. "And I'm upset because you seem so much closer with Seunghan, and he's so much handsomer and funnier than me, and I was wondering if you liked him or whether he liked you, because it seemed like it."

He's breathless by the end of his ramble, contributing to how red his face was.

"I know that's really immature of me, but I really like you so much. I wanna be with you," he continues earnestly. "I wanna be the one who makes you laugh like that, the one who can look after you, the one who treats you better than anyone else can."

Your heart melts at his words, and you gently stroke his cheek.

"Sohee, you always have." you whisper, taking his hands into yours.

"Really?" he mutters.

You nod, squeezing his hand. "And don't worry about Seunghan. I only see him as a friend, that's all. It's the same for him too. We just grew up together that way."

Sohee lets out a breath he didn't even know he was holding, a sense of relief washing over him.

"Besides," you add. "I like cute boys over handsome boys."

His eyes widen, hoping you meant what he thought you meant.

"Yeah, I like you too." you giggled, pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

Sohee's eyes widen even more, and he thinks they just might pop out of his head.

"Did you just kiss me?" he mumbles, frozen in disbelief.

The smile on your face falters, and you worry you took it too far.

"I'm so sorry, are you uncomfortable with that?"

Sohee doesn't even waste time on his words, opting to show you his reply to that instead.

He kisses you again, so full of passion and love while he pulls you in closer to him by the waist. You wrap your arms around his neck, eyes shut as you take in how his lips felt against yours.

You always found his lips pretty, but to feel them against yours was something else.

The warmth of his tongue, the softness of his lips, the comfortingly musky scent of his sweater, and the flavor of his vanilla chapstick were enough to make your head spin.

Somewhere through the kiss, Sohee ended up lying down while you stayed on top of him, both your lips and tongues never separated.

"I think we need to stop." he suddenly says, breathless as he reluctantly pulls away.

"W-What? Why?" you ask, already missing kissing him.

"If we keep going, I think we're gonna end up doing more than just kissing." he pants.

It takes you a while to get what he means, but you really don't care when you do.

"I'm fine with anything as long as it's with you." you mumble, trying to kiss him again.

"Are you sure?" Sohee asks, dodging your kiss. He didn't want to pressure you into anything; your comfort was going to always be his first priority.

"More than sure, babe." you whisper against his lips.

Sohee's heart almost explodes at the new term, smiling as he lets you lead the kiss.

It was all a dream come true for him, with the girl of his dreams.

#riize #riize fics #riize fluff #riize sohee #riize icons #riize moodboard #kpop #kpop fluff #kpop fics #riize seunghan #riize angst #riize smut

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muikitoo · 4 months

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hey so how do you think the rottmnt boys would deal with having a s/o looks very happy to see them, who hugs and kisses them and says “hi handsome” as a greeting and then they quickly slide away from their boyfriend side before the boys can even react to what just happened every single time? How do they first react to such a thing? And what about when they are used to it and see it coming every time s/o is coming over?

Them with an affectionate s/o

Warnings

None, pure fluff

+ this request from the same person

"Oh forgot to add. With the greetings request, I would like it so this s/o is a sneak attack loving greeting type, but then after they slide away they don’t initiate affection for rest of the day. like they get the affection all out of their system with the greeting, kind of don’t have energy for more and the boys have to initiate for the rest of the day, s/o will happily reciprocate though?"

A/N:

Im sorry this took so long!! Ive been awfully busy lately. But this was super fun to write<3

Donnie

- Hes super surprised (and got scared shitless).

- Please warn him next time you sneak attack him with affection, this boy almost went into cardiac arrest 😭

- "Sweet Galileo, Y/N! Please warn me next time, my soul almost left my shell for a moment."

- He doesnt rlly like it at first but He'll let it slide from time to time.

- After some time, he'll get used to it.

- He doesnt mind you calling him "handsome"

- actually it boosts his ego a lot, he likes it more than he'll ever admit.

-He gets a bit confused when you suddenly slide away and immediately notices that you dont show affection for the rest of the day

-tries not to put it into much thought though.

- Eventually he does ask you and understands if u dont have energy for more after the sneak attacks.

- Since he doesnt really initiate affection, when he eventually does, s/o would most likely reciprocate. If not, he'll take note of that and make sure youre 100% comfortable next time

Leo

- He does not mind the sneak attacks

- He gets slightly shocked for a moment since he didnt expect it, but it quickly washes away and he reciprocates your affection.

- He gives u affectionate sneak attacks too!!

- Absolutely LOVESS when you call him "handsome" or when you call him anything atp, you could call him a dumbass and he'll be head over heels for you.

- it boosts his ego so so muchh, he literally will NOT stop teasing you

- "Aww you seriously cant get your hands off of me can you?" *You literally slap him lmfao"

- believe me, you wont be left alone cuz he'll act like a baby. And if u dont pay attention to him he'll start whining and bothering u until you do.

- like Donnie, he gets confused when you just randomly slide away afterwards

- He probably doesnt notice how you dont show affection after greeting him, since hes most likely always close to you.

- if someone points it out though, he'll realise it and ask you about it. (Hes honestly a bit insecure and scared in case hes annoying you or something)

- if you reassure him its just cause you dont have enough energy, he'll feel a lot better.

- But either way he loves giving u any kind of affection, so you better reciprocate or he'll pout and whine like a child who couldnt get the toy they wanted.

Mikey

- He loves your greetings, they make him feel so bubbly inside.

- He most likely greets you that way too.

- ADORES when you call him handsome, he literally melts. Will call you pretty/handsome back. (or whatever you prefer)

- "*literally melting into a puddle* you think im cute? Aww well, i think youre the prettiest person ive ever layed my eyes on."

- After the first three he does notice how you slide away and dont show affection for a while.

- Immediately asks you about it before you manage to slide away.

- He doesnt mind, but that wont stop him from giving YOU sneak attacks.

- Even if hes the one giving affection, he doesn't mind at all. He just loves being near you at all times.

- LOVES it when you reciprocate, but if you dont he'll have a talk with you about it and find out what kind of affection you like and what you dont like.

Raph

- I feel like he has reflexes and instincts so be careful when trying to sneak attack him

- when i tell you - one tail swing and youre gone, i mean it.

- if that ever happens he'll immediately apologise and literally do anything to make it up to you, probably sobbed once out of guilt

- Now he tries his best not to swing his tail so much and lower his guard around you more.

- He would love to sneak attack you back but hes insanely scared of hurting u considering the size difference.

- Melts when you call him handsome or other nicknames, literally just a giant puppy.

- "you think Raph is handsome?" *Flustered and his ginormous tail is wagging*

- At first he doesnt notice that you stop giving affection after the greetings, but eventually he FINALLY does(slow much)

- Like the rest of his brothers, he'll ask you about it but wont go much into the convo.

- He probably already had a talk abt what kind of affection you'd reciprocate and stuff, bros respectful and sets strict boundaries frfr

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stitchwraith-stingers · 5 months

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godd i hate fazbear frights so much they ruined the lore ://// whats next, fazbear frights tumblr dash simulator??? fuck this

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🌙 motts-talking

i swear to god my brothers little pets are so freaky they ate my fish and made him into them, like spontanious mitosis or something and now im trying to get rid of them and i swear im so afraid of accidently drinking them

🌙 motts-talking

WHAT THE HELL..... HOW DO YOU HAVE A TUMBLR ACCOUNT, GO AWAYYYYYYY

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🔎 detective-larson

just got called into work today and they want me to look into this case and they think its associated with the stitchwraith... why do i work here 🔎 detective-larson

its been 3 months since i last posted and i may or may not have not known what i was getting into

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anonymous asked:

can you stop posting about your werid doll thing i get it ur like rich and shit now but its so hidieous and ugly it almost makes me want to unfollow and vomit

🍀 luckiest-boy-blog

i LIKE my ADVICE DOLL its just this little thing i like and you REJECT IT. YOU HATE IT BECAUSE I LIKE IT

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🎀 dovewing-kinnie

sorry ive been so inactive on this account, lets just say my mental health has been doing better! :) got some help from a family friend, ill be back to posting soon

🎀 dovewing-kinnie

the junkyard

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anonymous asked: aita for accidently indirectly killing my friend?

sorry for any spelling mistakes, im still shaken up by the whole thing

so i (14F) and my friend, who ill call P (14F) have recently both gone on a school trip to some werid factory (wont bother specifying which as to not doxx me), now i was known for being kinda, i guess "rude"? and while we seperated from the group and P was already slightly nervious about that, we went onto the catwalks and despite her pleading i decide to walk to a sign that said "NOT SAFE" or something along those lines

surprise surprise i fell, near me was a vat of boiling hot sauce or whatever and me, having somehow survived the fall, i decided to play a little prank, i would stay hiding in there for afew days, i think i managed to stay in there for 3 days? before i got kicked out

now first i visited my boyfriends house to tell him that im alive and whatever, and then i went to P's house, knowing it was like 2 am or something, i rang like three times i think and then i heard something fall

as it turned out, P had fallen off the roof of her house (i have no idea what she was doing in the first place) AND HAD SNAPPED HER NECK, i obviously screamed, who wouldnt, now i went from being the most popular girl in school to an outcast because of this

❓ aita-official

What are these acronyms?

🥀 the-ravens-death

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🐩 useless-dog-lesbian

utah is so werid, what do you mean people have an urban legend about a werid tall thing that has a trashbag with them at all times and can kill people with just a single touch

🥨 pretzel-liker-173

THEIR NAME IS THE STITCHWRAITH ‼‼

💡 yuri-ka

the stitchwraith is 100% funnier if you imagine theyre two kids in a trenchcoat with a halloween mask just trying to clean the planet, like ive seen it but it avoids people like the plauge

🐩 useless-dog-lesbian

what the fuck do you mean youve seen it

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⚡ chucks-vent-blog

are you really living life if you havent gotten an expirience where your older sibling just dissapears or dies

⚡ chucks-vent-blog

like when i was younger my brother had these reaccouring near freak-accidents of him almost loosing an eye or an arm and i was trying to tell him that maybe he had annoyed this one animatronic he tried to freak me out with and he yelled at me and then told me to come find him after school and then it turned out he got hit by a car, i wish i could explain to people normally about this without ti sounding werid

🎫 silliestlittleguy

how normal is this expirience? not my brother but my cousin just dissapeared suddenly, i had saved up so many tickets just to get him a gift from the nearby arcade! :(

🍬 horse-sona

god this is so true, i had a step-sister who dispised me because i was getting all the attention and just out of spite ate my candy that was specifically given to me by the place we were visiting, the next day we found out she had snuck out and the car was taken elsewhere with no sign of her, we figured she ran away or something but its been so long we decided shes dead at this point

🐟 fish-enjoyer

my older brother tried to flush my pet sea bonnies down the toilet because he apparently saw them eating his fish or something, never saw him again after that and the only witness just said he looked blue, i still have no idea what that means

⚡ chucks-vent-blog

i did not expect this to be more common then i thought what the fuck

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🍂 phineas-taggart-official

hello tumblr! sorry for not posting, ive been working on getting some stuff for an experiment and they finally arrived, will keep you updated

🌱 gregsexperiments

phineas taggart had died afew hours after posting this, detectives believe this is the stitchwraiths doing

🦋 restingatdawn

frankenstein behavior

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🐇 bnuuygirl

just saw a girl in the school cafetirea disintigrate into trash, cant have shit in utah

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🥀 the-ravens-death

i just witnessed my crush talk to some basic girl all lovey dovey in the school and i just ran back home while all i want for christmas is you was playing.. im so tired i fucking hate everyone i hate my life i want to die im so tired

🦇 vampire-girl-shelly

guess all he wanted for christmas is her huh

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🦉 justanothermiddleagedguy

my collgues are such assholes man first i hear them just kissing in the game testing room out loud for some reason and then when its my birthday and they do some werid freaky birthday surprise they misspell my name, its not hard to spell jeremiah correctly i promise you

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🥈 scrap-metal-enthusiast

might fuck around and kill someone else idk

#calico.exe #this took me forever ... the begining is a joke i am fazbear frights strongest soilder #fake tumblr dashboard #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fazbear frights #long post #fake post #unreality #dereality #<- just in case #I HAD SO MUCH FUN MAKING THIS i should make a part 2 #if my 2 mutuals like this idk #I WAS GETTING LAZY BY THE END IM SO SORRY THE USERNAMES ARE ASS DONT KILL ME

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icyhottodo · 1 year

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... you're sick | reo mikage

genre: comfort, fluff, a bit of angst ig? | paring: reo x gn reader

summary: reo finds out that you're sick.

warnings: reader is sick, reader faints once, reader tries to avoid reo but it doesn't work, a bit of unsanitary stuff lol

wc: 1.1k

nini’s notes: i know koreans celebrate anniversaries by 100 days, but im not sure about japanese. this was extremely self-indulgent bc im sick rn ( ;´ - `;) also, im sorry if this was bad, i’ll proofread it when i get better. ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

allergy season. you hate it. waking up in the middle of the night feeling like you couldn’t breathe and sneezing constantly. instantly, you knew that you were going to become sick in the upcoming days. after you blew your nose into a napkin that you took, you sighed, remembering the date you and reo had planned weeks before this. along with that, you two were in a fairly new relationship, so this was your first time being sick, worried how reo would react to this.

how are you going to tell reo about this? a headache started to form quickly. slowly, but surely, you grabbed your phone to text reo that you sadly wouldn’t be able to meet up with him tomorrow.

(y/n): reo, smth came up

(y/n): i can't go on that date tmr

(y/n): sorry reo

sniffling because of your nose, you put the phone back on the bedside table. ignoring the persistent buzzing on your phone and the headache pounding even more, trying to force yourself to sleep. you felt bad for suddenly canceling the date with reo, the date planned was supposed to be cute. you two were supposed to be going to an amusement park for your 100th-day anniversary, and reo told you there would be surprises later on that day.

a few minutes later, after being unable to sleep, you could hear keys jingling along with some ruffling of plastic bags outside your door. thinking that the noise was your neighbor trying to open their home, you didn't pay any mind to it until you heard your door unlock. but you were so drowsy and dizzy that you weren’t able to do anything or even process it. you start to pull yourself up from your bed to see who it is.

"love?" was that reo’s voice? the voice, whom you thought was reo, sounded so distant, and with the white noise in your ear, you couldn’t tell it was your boyfriend. with each step you take, you become more lightheaded. the white noise was getting louder and louder. until you blacked out.

you could hear reo’s muffled, yet still panicked voice saying something along the lines of the nickname reo has given you until he said your actual full name. as he dropped some plastic bags onto the floor, shaking you, and calling your name continuously.

when you come to, you feel the comfort of your bed. you were sluggishly turning your head to the side, and you saw your purple-headed boyfriend running his hand through your scalp. next to him were the plastic bags you noticed before you blacked out. you wondered what they could be.

"love!" reo exclaimed, causing you to turn your eyes back to the man you love dearly. you can hear the relief in his tone. "you could've told me that you were feeling sick. you were burning up when i reached for you!"

"sorry reo. i didn’t want to get you sick. plus, i don’t want you to go out of your way to take care of me." you felt guilty; if reo stays here to take care of you, he might gain from your illness. and you wouldn't want reo to be in pain like you were feeling at the moment.

"well, i’m not going anywhere. i would be a bad boyfriend if i let you suffer alone." reo winked at you as he got under the covers with you. you rolled your eyes at reo’s flirtatious action. "plus, you would take care of me when i got sick, right?"

"of course, reo." you wrap your arms around your boyfriend, who feels extremely cold to you. your boyfriend’s presence makes you sleepier and sleepier until dreamland reaches you. reo’s hand is still running smoothly through your scalp.

you would wake up because of reo’s movements a few hours later. he was trying to get out of bed. your hold on reo becomes slightly tighter. "mm, i don't want to let you go, reo."

"love. last night, i got you your favorite soup because i thought you were sad about something. until you fainted. you need to eat something. let me warm it up, then i’ll be right back." he said grabbing the plastic bag you were wondering about a bit ago.

you would let him go after a few more persuasions, and he would return a few minutes later with a steaming hot bowl of your favorite soup, placing it on the bedside table. reo sits down and puts the bowl on his lap before grabbing a spoonful of the soup and placing his hand under the spoon so the liquid wouldn't drop onto the bed. "says aaa."

"you don't need to feed me, reo." you giggle, from your boyfriend. nonetheless, opening your mouth for reo to spoon-feed you, knowing that reo would deny any other way for you to eat.

after an endless amount of being fed the soup, there was finally nothing left. you felt full, but your stomach felt warm from the warm soup. he also gave you some medicine after setting the now-empty bowl away. (he ordered it while you were asleep, knowing that you wouldn't let him get out of bed.)

"thank you, reo, for taking care of me," you mumble sleepily once again, leaning onto reo’s chest like a cat. being sick makes you sleepy, reo noted.

"of course, my love. anything for you," he said lovingly, before falling asleep with you on his body. it was uncomfortable for him to be sleeping while sitting up, but he didn’t want to move you. like if you were a pet that fell asleep on him.

the next day, you woke up feeling a lot better than the day before, but still feeling a bit stuffy. but not pass-out worthy.

‘achoo.’ you heard reo sneeze from where he was sleeping.

"reo… you're sick."

#☆ BLLK #reo mikage #reo bllk #reo imagines #reo x y/n #blue lock x y/n #blue lock x reader #blue lock scenarios #blue lock imagines #blue lock #bllk x reader #bllk #mikage reo #mikage reo x reader #mikage x reader #reo x reader #reo x you

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gisele0127 · 1 year

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Hear me out, bllk boys as sush parents-

Which of them would be the most caring and responsible ones? Which will be the ones that forget taking care of them?

(Im new in your account by the way, and I love you writing, hope youre doing well ＼(^-^)／ )

bllk boys as dads!

notes: I love this request! I hope it’s okay and thank youuu :)

Isagi -

Would definitely be one of the best dads along with kunigami! I feel like he would be a girl dad and would be so protective of them. He’s very responsible and cares for both you and the kids even when he’s gone for away games. He definitely FaceTimes them every night when he’s not home! And when he gets home late he never forgets to go in their room to give them goodnight kisses. No matter what age you two have kids wether it be in your teens (accidentally of course) or later in his career, he is very responsible and steps up 100%.

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Kunigami -

He would be an amazing dad! He’s very very protective of his kids no matter how old they are! He would be a responsible parent but every once in a while he breaks the rules with his kids! Would definitely sign up his kids for sports at a very young age, but even if they don’t turn out to be as good as him he is still very proud! He gives the best hugs to his kids. He loves loves loves giving his kids piggy back rides! He would just be a very fun dad but still makes sure no one gets hurt.

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Nagi -

Nagi might not be the most involved parent but he still loves his kid. He never wanted kids but when you got pregnant he was surprisingly happy. (Obviously not planned) He didn’t know why, honestly he never thought he would make a good father. But when your kid was born something clicked in him. He gets very jealous of his kid because you started giving them more attention. Sometimes he forgets he’s a dad and that he has a kid😭. They mostly bond over video games. Nagi taught them how to play at a very young age.

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Reo -

SPOILS HIS KIDS! You love to live a humble life but he does not. Obviously. If he has a daughter as his first born he spoils her rotten. He’s got a soft spot for her, especially when she looks just like you. He’s a very responsible parent and when his kids grow older he expects a lot out of them. He hires tutors for them and makes them study a lot. Even though he spoils them he tries to make them be a little humble, per your request. Reo never thought of having kids, it never crossed his mind. So obviously they were a surprise. Either way he loves them to the moon and back.

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Shidou -

Hes to be the cool parent everyone wishes they had. But sometimes he can get a little irresponsible. Has definitely forgotten his kid at a park and lost them at a mall. He kinda just lets his kids do what ever. Bad grades? “Hey that’s okay!” Got in a fight? “Did you at least win?” But this man loves his kids more than anything. They are your twins after all. No matter if they like it or not he signed up his kids for football at a young age.

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Barou -

THIS MAN HAS SUCH A SOFT SPOT FOR HIS BABYGIRL. When she was a baby he was kinda grossed out by the vomit and poop but he eventually got used to it. He would be such a good dad. One of the best. Very overprotective like kunigami. One annoying habit he has though is that he yells at his kid to keep her room clean and make her bed every morning. He does his daughters hair. Every. Day. And he’s so good at it too. He spoils his girl rotten. He thought he was a one and done but maybe he wants one more kid.

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gomzwrites · 1 year

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100 Followers Special: Fic Marathon

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Pleasant Surprise ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

more info on the fic marathon check out this post :)

Day 7: Simon Ghost Riley (last day :D)

Tags: fluff, xgn!reader, mentioned of animal death(very briefly)

Notes: ・❥・reader's texts are in purple ・❥・dividers drawn by @gomzdraws

a/n: ending the fic marathon with our dear Simon, so have this fLUFF because Im all about soft Ghost.

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This is Bravo 0-7, we need you back, now

Ghost barks into the radio as he stands and waits outside the Humvee, exfil was called ten minutes ago, and all the recruits and soldiers have made their way back except you.

What the bloody hell is going on?

He grumbles as his patience wears thin; the team can’t afford to lose any time since they are still in the vicinity of the targeted site. Just as he was about to speak into communications again, he saw you running in his direction. He carefully scanned your figure to see if you had any injuries or not, and from his observation, it didn’t seem like you had anything serious other than some minor cuts here and there, but your gait was slightly different.

You were leaning forward more than you usually would.

He raised an eyebrow as you finally reached and panted slightly, giving him a nod as you hastily entered the truck that had Price and Gaz on the front seat. He didn’t bring it up when he followed you and took a seat behind Price.

Odd.

He thought to himself when he noticed how you sat on the furthest corner of the truck, closest to the exit door, when usually you would either sit opposite or beside him. He notes how you were shuffling your upper body every now and then as well; it’s subtle, but nothing ever escaped his eyes. The way you would pull the vest to the side, lean backwards, or press your hand on your lower abdomen.

y/n

Ghost spoke low enough that only you would hear him. He slowly scooted to the side until he was opposite you as he stared at you.

You look back at him with a blank expression and give a nod as you reply,

Yes, sir?

Calm, too calm.

He thought to himself as he crossed his arm and leaned back in his seat, you’re definitely hiding something, and clearly you don’t intend to say it, whatever it was. He knows it shouldn't be something related to an injury.

There were no signs of you winching; your legs were relaxed and crossed, and no sweat was detected anywhere on your skin.

But you do furrow your brow sometimes, especially when the truck goes through a speed bump, and your right hand instinctively goes onto your lower abdomen again. Is it a brui-

…..wuuuu….

A soft whimper was heard that instantly caught his attention. He looked back up from your foot to your eyes and saw how your eyes widened slightly. You clear your throat nervously as you pull onto your vest again, and speaking of which, he didn’t remember that it was that big in the first place. Curiosity got the best of him as he slowly rose up silently and sat next to you. He saw how you flinched and scooted even further away from him, but there was nowhere to go.

What are you hiding.

It wasn't a question; it was a statement, an order.

Nothing.

You’re a terrible liar.

He says before he pulls you in close to him by your shoulder harness, you grab onto his arm as you shake your head repeatedly and try to unclench his fist.

No please! If you get this rough-

Another whimper—not just one, but multiple at once. Confusion clouded his mind as he looked down to your chest, the source of those sounds. It was small and weak, and there was more than one. He immediately pried off your vest, and before he could go further, you firmly grabbed his hand once again.

Ok ok okay SLOW DOWN- i’ll tell you!

You said it in a hushed whisper as you stared back at Price, who was still driving, and Gaz, who was sleeping on the passenger seat, then directed your eyes back to Ghost as you put a finger on your mouth to do the "shhh" motion.

You slowly unzipped your tactical shirt as your neck skin started showing. Ghost instinctively looked away and coughed slightly for privacy's sake; he has no idea what the hell is going on at the moment. It wasn't until you tapped his hand that he glanced back again, only to be even more caught off guard than he was previously.

Three Indian pariah puppies are poking out from your shirt and staring at him with big milk chocolate eyes. One of the puppies’ colours was dirty brown, the other was creamy white, and the last one was black with its eyes that can barely open.

Ghost was in awe, and frankly, the sight is way too cute for him to handle.

I couldn't leave them alone in the field.

You whisper softly as you rub the black puppy’s forehead gently and smile.

Where did you even find them?

They were stuck under a pile of concrete debris; they were under their moma and were whining.

You sucked in a breath as you frowned slightly.

Moma didn’t make it.

The answer made Ghost soften his gaze as he heard the story. He nodded as he looked back at those poor puppies again.

What do you intend to do with them?

You think for a moment as you look back at him with a grin.

Well, Price definitely won’t let us have dogs, so I plan to bring them home with me until then.

You say this before shrugging your shoulders as you tilt your head.

In 2 days, I’ll have to hide them in my room for the time being. You wouldn’t tell anyone, would you?

Ghost gives a chuckle as he muses and gently touches the puppies.

Only if I get to name them.

You let out an amusing chuckle as you nod slightly, surprised of his cooperation.

Okay, deal then.

Both of you then quickly walked back to your room as stealthily as possible when you arrived back at base. You gently hold the puppies and place them down in the sink of your bathroom. You watch as the puppies curiously sniff and explore the small space, chuckling when they let out tiny "woo" sounds occasionally.

Ghost melts at the sight as he takes off his gloves and rolls up his sleeves. You stare at his arm shamelessly for a few seconds too long before tilting your head as you look up at him with a curious look.

He only rolls his eyes as he gently wets a cloth with some lukewarm water from the tub and starts wiping it over the puppies. You’re genuinely surprised at how soft his touches are, despite him being a huge man with a scary skull mask.

Are you going to help, or are you just going to look?

I mean, I like a free show.

He lets out an airy huff of air as he shakes his head, and you gleefully grin as you watch him closely. It’s so refreshing to see him like this, and the way he handled the puppies was almost as if he were handling glass, being extra careful around the ears, nose, and mouth of the babies.

Woooooo…

The black puppy whimpered slightly when he wiped its tail; it was slightly crooked; poor thing, it must’ve been because of the debris they were stuck under.

Ghost hushed as he ran his two fingers along the puppy’s back, soothing its nerves as well as he could; he even gently lifted the small creature up and kissed its head through the mask to further calm down the shaky puppy.

You were pretty sure your eyes were about to pop out of your own head as you watched with a shit-eating grin.

Is he even the same man on the field? What the hell?! This is so cute!

You really want to make a comment, but you don’t want to ruin the moment, so you decided to step closer and whisper to him.

What are you going to name them?

He gives a long hum of thought as he gently carries them all in his hand. Even with the three of them resting on his hands, they still look so small compared to him. He slowly sat down on the cold concrete floor and let the puppy roam around his thighs.

Waffles.

He said that as he petted the brown puppy, you gave a chuckle and nod as you gave the white one a neck rub and waited for him as he gave another long thought.

Marsh…mallow?

He asked as you chuckled, shook your head, and giggled.

Nah, that’s too long.

He nods as he agrees, then speaks again when the puppy slightly nibbles his finger.

Marshy?

You can’t believe that word came out of him. how-

You think to yourself as you scream internally at how cute that name is and nod repeatedly.

Marshy, it is.

Both of you then glance at the last black puppy, nuzzling its chin comfortably on his lap. It was not very active compared to the previous two, most likely because it is the youngest one among the three since it's smaller and whimpered more.

I think it likes you a lot.

You whisper as his eyes shine slightly when the dog licks its finger. He let out a shaky breath as he admired how small and fragile this tiny thing was under his touch. You wonder if a man as cold-hearted actually melts because of that gesture.

Shadow.

Nope.

Why not?

I already have one named that.

He frowns and glares at you for a moment before he thinks again, but he shakes his head and shrugs his shoulders in defeat as you smile.

What about Riley?

You watch as he freezes for a moment, considering your answer as his mask shifts—a smile perhaps? He lets out a quiet chuckle as he picks up the black puppy and asks him in a whisper.

Do you want to be Riley, huh, little one?

The black puppy tilted its head in a confused manner and yelped softly as it wiggled its tail slightly, as if it were answering Ghost.

Alright, Riley, it is.

He answered as he softly nuzzled Riley’s nose and placed it back down.

You’re really thankful you rescued the puppies, for it gave you this opportunity to see this side of him.

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Hiii! Can I pretty please req Kokomi, Noelle, Ayaka and Hu Tao with an affectionate reader?

⟢ care to be mine? oh you already are?! ft. noelle, kokomi, ayaka, & hutao! ・sypnosis. how about we go out together, and you'll be mine, and i'll be yours! oh i already know we're together, i like falling in love with you over and over again! ・notes. WOOOO GENSHIN WOMEN!!! im so happy to see this request ngl nsjsdsdsd, anyw thanks for giving me this req!!! ・warnings. fluffy, overly affectionate reader if that counts, implied relationship between character & reader

THE 77TH FUNERAL DIRECTOR: HU TAO ・YEAHHH SOMEONE MATCHES HER ENERGY!!! definitely whenever she sees you while going on a stroll around town, will open her arms for you to run into to her while tryna hug her back, if you would she loves to give piggyback rides to you too. loves you so much, and so does she!! probably would also run around town in both your free time to prank people, and every successful prank would be one kiss, from the one and only you!! she wants you to be there to see it too!!

・accepts your affection with wide arms, even with you draped around her shoulders, your head resting on hers while she does work is her favorite!! kinda makes her know she's safe, because you're there with her. just know your boundaries, and when is the right time and she'll do the same, loves every bit of your affection, lets her know that at least someone enjoys her little pranks hehe. her being in your warmth is enough to make a bad day go well. you being there to cheer her on is enough to make her face light up, at first the affection was so unexpected, but she was so up for the idea. doesn't care if other people see you and her do all that pda stuff, just lets everyone know your affection is hers. ・probably adopts a cat that you've been feeding everyday near your shared home, absolutey loves it with you, like parents to the cat. names it her favorite dish. always notices when your mood changes to something a bit negative, and that's a go signal for her to be overly affectionate this time!! loves making you smile, then loves it when you hug her in return. kiss her forehead whenever you guys cuddle!! definitely loves it, would try to hide her face away from you so that you wouldn't see the millions of shades in red covering her face. ・probably loves words of affirmation, and acts of service, getting told she's annoying for her pranks isn't exactly a good feeling. but the things you do for her, and the things you do to her, all the praise you give while she's done nothing to deserve it, all the hugs, kisses, and love you give, and she still feels like she has to do more, but assure her that she shouldn't because all you want is her, she'll fall 100% ・the way you got introduced to zhongli was you chasing hu tao around for a kiss probably. then you bump into him, and hu tao comes running at you both, again. and introduces you both, and zhongli is slightly surprised she has a significant other, but is like a proud dad. while you both are rambling to each other like a lovey dovey couple, and he third wheels, he thinks you both fit each other like a jigsaw puzzle, because there should always be someone to love you, even if the rest of the world hates you.

probably would make fun of you whenever you say something cheesy, "for all that it's worth, i'm glad i met you." you'd say while looking up to the setting sun in the distance, "no you aren't." she teases, looking back at you, smiling, "yeah, you're right, i have dreams of you stapling your fingers to your face." "ew!! stop saying that!!"

THE DIVINE PRIESTESS: SANGONOMIYA KOKOMI ・dream come true to her, probably liked you as soon as you both met, probably sun and moon relationship. she's a bit of both, but she likes it better when you do all the talking, and she does the listening. after somewhat a long period of time that kokomi's been gone, obviously you'd miss her, and she'd miss you. but whenever those long missions finally finish, she loves the feeling when as soon ass you see her, you come running with your arms open just to hug her ・loves mostly anything and everything about you / anything you're willing to give, aka your affection. probably loves whenever you become cheesy with her, makes her flustered.

"Hey I have a day off tomorrow, wanna do anything special?" Kokomi asks, getting up her chair to face you with a bright smile painted on her face, "I just wanna be in your arms, in your presence, anywhere you go, I just wanna be with you." You said, noticing the small tint of rose on her cheeks, "Well, anywhere is alright, just make sure you enjoy yourself there. Your happiness is mine." The eye contact between the both of you, the grin spread across from ear to ear on your face, made her really flustered, "O-okay! I have to go get something really quick, so just wait here and we can talk about where we'll go!" Walking out the room, Kokomi put her head in her hands, she definitely knows you'll treat her right

・whenever she's down, whenever she's failed in something, whenever she feels like she isn't worth anything, and you aren't with her, her mind wanders to all those memories of your smile, and imagines your warm embrace around her, because she knows you mean every word you say, whenever you compliment her, she knows she's at least worth something to someone, always wants to keep you close after those moments. ・matching clothes with her!! like her whole wardrobe got to be matching with yours. loves it whenever you remember the little things about her, like her favorite dish, or what kind of movies she prefers, her spotify playlist on save, or even the flowers she prefers. overthinks a bunch, the question of you both never meeting always comes to mind, but you were a friend of gorou's that just happened to be able to help with a certain mission. ・surprise date nights for those days she's off, but has got off those depressing shifts at work, and the impossible amount of paperwork really just set her off, she wasn't as happy as she was before,

"How about you just follow me okay?" her hand in yours, running towards somewhere, "Okay, but why did you make me dress up?!" her screaming from behind as you led her out to a small table with 2 chairs, decorated with white lilies, kind of like a little cottage in the wild, where no one else would disturb you both. her favorite food set out on the table, along with your own favorite, "Alright, you can open your eyes!" As you let go of her hand, the light reflected off her skin, the vine-decorated ivy cottage right before her eyes, a hopeful gaze looks back to you, "is this.. for me?"

・thanks gorou so many times for introducing the sunshine in her life to help brighten her mood. and thanks the archons that she met such ethereal beauty, and kindness in person in her life, every night, she looks up, and closes her eyes, thanking the people who got her here today, and praises the archons for letting her meet you.

SHIRASAGI HIMEGIMI: KAMISATO AYAKA ・first found you running around with yoimiya plus some children. lighting those little fireworks on a stick at night, and carrying them home once they've fallen asleep, their parents are just real busy people, you and yoimiya had decided to babysit while they were out, for free, and no pay. ayaka was free that day, and made the best decision of wanting to hangout with yoimiya, and to get to know who this wildly attractive person is. ・finds out your name while you blurt lots of stuff out while talking to yoimiya, walking through inazuma with ayaka between you and yoi, looking at what's new, and what you can afford. and what really made her fall is when you asked if she wanted anything, clearly looking hungry, and her answering that she's fine and she doesn't really know what she wanted to order if she was, and you ordered all kinds of dishes and let her try, thought you were really nice about it, especially how you were a little short on money, yet you were more than willing to spend every last dime on her, even if you both just met. ・once you both finally date, yoimiya is more than welcome to be your guys' third wheel on dates, in fact always has been even before you both got together.

"You know, before I asked you out, I asked Ayato & Yoimiya's permission." You said holding her hand and grinning at her, "She did! Was very happy to say yes!!" Yoimiya interrupted, hugging both of you from behind, "And I promised to always be your third wheel when I could!" Laughing your hearts off, Ayaka loved seeing you smile, it made her smile too.

・"You're gonna get hurt!" x "At least I'll have fun!" definitely, kiss attacks on her face once she comes back from somewhere, doesn't do a lot of pda though, will keep your relationship a secret 'till she's ready, she still has a reputation to keep yk? she doesn't mean that in a bad way or anything she just wants to keep you safe, letting enemies know you're her weak spot. doesn't want anything happening to the best thing in her life. ・"you're all i ever want" x "flustered*" purely, lowkey scared of how much affection you give her, it makes her super happy, but scared, scared to accept it, she hasn't opened her heart up to anyone before, but you were very willing to give everything to her, right after meeting her. the way you remember those little details about her make her blush hard. even the first day you met, the meals she liked, anything and everything you mostly knew about her, and she would she could do the same, obviously the standard things about you she remembers, even the little grin you do when you get her blushy with one cheesy pickup line, but all the little details you've observed from just being with her for a short period of time makes her even more thankful to the archons, every night, every day, whenever she can she'll be with you, she'll be in the embrace of you arms.

THE MAID OF THE KNIGHTS OF FAVONIUS: NOELLE ・the sweetest at trying to confess her feelings to you. catches them while you were helping lisa with the books in the library, right after taking them back from late clients. she was skimming through books on how to get stronger, and her eyes wandering off the book, looking up to see the most beautiful person to ever set earth, while watching you turn around to reveal your most luxurious face, to see you both made a bit of eye contact, she ducks down behind her book again. ・once you finally go, she'll come up to lisa with all the books in her hands,

"hey ms. lisa? can i ask who that was?" noelle turns a bit shyly, while slamming the books back on the desk owned by lisa. "oh? are you saying you're interested in them?" lisa smirks, and putting the books below her rounded desk again, "i- no i mean-! that isn't what i meant! i just wanted to... get to know their name, they seem interesting! that's all!" stuttering all over the place, tint of ruby all over her face. "their name is y/n. they live pretty close to here, and in the library often, they help me and jean quite recently, and they've helped a lot, they thought you were pretty cute too, you know." lisa said, getting up and giving noelle her library pass back, sliding it across the desk, "t-thank you.." taking it back, and getting out of the library as fast as she could, at least she knew your name now.

・probably take shifts near your home while patrolling around mondstadt. one time, and the time she finally found out her feeling for you were romantic; she was lowkey getting harassed by a drunk adventurer, who seemed to just get out the tavern, having 1 too many drinks. you immediately coming to defend her, pulling out your weapon, "get lost, weirdo, she doesn't like you." you said trying to escort noelle out of the situation, "oh but i think she does.. she's blushing, and it's all because of me, alright? you should get lost, because we were having a moment here. i'm an adventurer, hic-! don't intimidate me!!" he screams, "anyways sweetheart, come on.. you just accepted me asking you out, let's go-" slapping his arm harshly off her waist, "dude can't you see she's mad uncomfortable?! she doesn't want you around her! so get the hell out of here!" the shiny vision hung around your waist was already making him cower. "damn alright.. jeez, see you around, sweetheart." the creep walks away, "you hurt or anything? your name is noelle right?" you ask, while checking if the man did anything bad to her while she wasn't in your sights, "i-i'm alright! how do you know my name, if i may ask?" she asks, pushing her hair behind her ear, "i'm y/n, and i asked lisa, you shouldn't worry." ・she confessed through your similar interests in books, a library date, she asked you out through letters, heartfelt words were spilt onto the paper. the way you give her everything you can in terms of affection makes her feel safe, the way you defend her makes her feel like she can trust you all the much more. falls in love over and over again when receiving your bear hugs, feeling your hands wrap around her feels like she's the luckiest woman in the world. when your soft lips hits her cheek, she will melt in your arms. every kind of love you give her makes her blush all the time. ・your small smile after your lips and hers crash makes her wanna smile too, your small kisses on the forehead made her become a tomato, your kisses printed on her neck send shivers down her spine, your affection makes her feel wanted and valid. she always wanted to feel wanted, she wants her feelings to be valid, your affection makes her feel 100 different emotions, loves everything you do, supports everything you do, pretty okay with pda, just blushes madly whenever it happens. ・"quiet & shy" x "affectionate & extroverted social butterfly"

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