#Yes this is a repost but slightly different lol

[catiuskaa]

new task: valentine’s day [ACTS]

A/N: reposting by acts! [see full version here]. wanted to see if this format works better (and yes i will squeeze everything in this one right here cause its amazing and i 100% worked my ass off on it)

PAIRING! seungmin x reader ; enemies/rivals2lovers!

SUMMARY: boring classes, boring classmates, boring assignments…to seungmin, everyone is boring even if he’s used to pretend otherwise, but you seem to get on his nerves. you, your stupid poem, and his stupid letter.

WC: 0.651k

CW: fluffy comfort, use of spanglish (not relevant to the plot, dw), use of text format, the reader is stupidly short (which i know all about), academic rivals, bad student reader x good student seungmin, mentions of the unability to deal with complicated feelings, mentions of masking feelings, slight hint of bullying, mentions of being followed, (pet)names: little one, shortie, shortcake, smallable, pretty, hyunjin as a walking therapist, and the ending is kind of a reference to a show i'm obsessed with (not gonna say it so i don't spoil it for you guys hehehe)

|PROLOGUE| |ACT 1| |ACT 2| |ACT 3|

[☆★🌷★☆]

{PROLOGUE: THE GROUPCHAT}

At first, you didn’t really know him.

To think for a second that there was a time where you didn’t know who he was made you sigh. Oh, how you wish you had never, ever encountered him.

…Kim Seungmin.

Some may say that ‘rivals’ or ‘enemies’ is a term that could seem too intense regarding a simple statement: that you two didn’t get along.

But no. Because those kind of words were exactly how you’d define your relationship.

And it had all started the first day of your last year before graduating. When you made the class groupchat.

> you created ‘Year 13-A 😼😼’

> you added ‘lucas🤺’ ‘atenea🛐’ ‘noa🫶’ and 16 more.

> you: guys help, am I missing people?

> you: @ atenea🛐 told me to create this group for homework n stuff but idk if I have everyone’s numbers 😵‍💫😵‍💫

< noa🫶: tía you’re missing two people no?

< lara💋: hala, new people?? 👀

< noa🫶: pero- they’re literally from the other group, girl

< abril🌻: you even know them lara

< abril🌻: se te va la pinza JAJSJA

< miguel📚: sí, there should be 22 people (creo)

> you: oh right, Lix told me!

> you: yeah i’ll add them now, brb 🏃‍♀️

Well.

Rookie mistake.

> you added ‘kim seungmin™️’, ‘hyunjin🎨’

> you: omg i even added everyone

< lucas🤺: omg omg

< kim seungmin™️: omg omg so crazyy

You rolled your eyes, smiling slightly as you texted. But that was just because you hadn’t talked to him before.

Now was a different story, of course. You wouldn’t smile, not for Kim Seungmin.

> you: @ kim seungmin™️ what was crazy is how difficult it was finding someone who had your phone number, lol

< han(gry)🐿️🎙️: fr fr omg

< lucas🤺: que es omg

< lucas🤺: ‘oh me gustas’ ? omg?

< lara💋: you’re such an idiot, asshole

< lucas🤺: ohhh you love me so bad 😌😌😌

< isabel🌸: she knows better lol

< lucas🤺: dude, you’re my sister

< lucas🤺: shouldn’t you be backing me?

< isabel🌸: there’s a fee for that, dude.

You giggled at the stupid teasing, used to your mates’ shenanigans that never ceased to make you laugh.

But then, he replied.

< kim seungmin™️: @ you the only difficult thing here is you reaching graduation

…

Your smile faded.

You read that once more. Then again. And another time.

You chuckled dryly.

What was this guy on about?

> you: ah? wdym?

You remember thinking that maybe he was joking. That maybe he was someone who talked to people with a lot of harsh remarks without really meaning them. That maybe he was trying to be funny, or something.

Other texts showed up, but Kim Seungmin —named like so in the contact Felix had shared to you— wasn’t replying.

< minho🐈: guys wtf it’s 00:12

< lucas🤺: oh he uses the other clock

< lucas🤺: so its am-pm for us but not for you

< lucas🤺: think you’re special? wanna fight?

< noa🫶: lucas just shut up and go to bed

< han(gry)🐿️🎙️: damn right 🛌🛌🛌

< miguel📚: guys, stop texting 😓

> you: yeah guys lol

< minho🐈: no u started this

< minho🐈: u shush

You snickered softly, used to Minho’s humour, quickly playing along.

> you: ?! unfair ☝️🤓

< kim seungmin™️: no, minho’s right for once

< kim seungmin™️: you should shush

< kim seungmin™️: you’re less annoying when you’re quiet

You frowned at your phone, your face contorted in angry confussion.

Who did this guys think he was?

With a huff, you typed a rapid “gtg guys!”, ignoring Seungmin’s texts, and quickly settled your phone back on your pocket, getting off the bus and finally arriving home.

You groaned, the text that that Seungmin idiot had sent still rolling in your head even after you laid in bed. You passed your hands through your hair.

“Difficult to reach graduation?” You mumbled, eyes fixated ln the chatroom the sentence feeling like acid in your mouth.

Kim Seungmin wasn’t ready for how difficult his last year was going to be, solely for his stupid text message.

[☆★🌷★☆]

SPECIAL THANKS! To my lovely pookies @lyramundana and @tonks-21 for ideas and support, plus also, most of the classmate’s names are thanks to gorgeous gourgeous @stayconnecteed and her spanishverse series bc i’m so invested! Go check all of their blogs out! 100% recommend. son mis chicas españolitas, hehe&lt;3

#reposting this #stray kids #seungmin fluff #stray kids scenarios #stray kids x reader #stray kids fluff #stray kids imagines #seungmin #skz scenarios #soft hours #kim seungmin x y/n #seungmin x reader #kim seungmin fluff #stray kids seungmin #kim seungmin x reader #kim seungmin x you #kim seungmin fic #kim seungmin headcanons #kim seungmin #stray kids imagine #stray kids fic #prologue

[lowcosmic]

hii i hope youre not too busy with requests haha.. but my idea is kokichi x reader that usually looks and acts cute but is physically stronger than they look with a different demeanor (basically like Elizabeth from Black Butler)

reader likes it when kokichi protects them but one day maybe someone forcefully tries to make a move on reader but kokichi wasn't around, so they just dealt with it themselves only for kokichi to see the end bit lol thank you very much!

—— kokichi with a s/o who’s cute but deadly .

— 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: kokichi with a gender neutral lover who seems harmless , but looks can be deceiving. especially when he catches them one day …

— 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : fluff

— 𝐜𝐰 : some sexual references ( very small amount ) , violence , curse words

— 𝐚/𝐧 : i was tempted ,, very tempted , to make the title “ kokichi with a s/o who’s cute but can fucking karate chop your neck to look like natsuki’s . ” ( yes , ddlc reference )

i think we can all agree that kokichi’s protective , sometimes for the better and sometimes for the worse.

he’d definitely badmouth or shit on someone ( metaphorically … ) for flirting / hitting on you — no matter the severity. once he spots it , he’ll cooly tell them to fuck off ( or maybe he’ll say it nicer. you never really know with him. )

he’ll even initiate some publicity ( nothing too explicit , just making out or something in front of the person ) to get them to go away.

one day, you noticed some guy staring at you creepily — eyeing below your waist.

he was so unbelievably obvious that you started to think he was drunk or high or something — but he seemed sane enough to know exactly what he was doing.

kokichi wasn’t there — you were waiting for him to arrive at your rendezvous and he was late — so this situation had to be handled by just you today.

the guy approached , his lips turning into a thin grin.

“ heyy , hot stuff. you’d look even better on my bed tonight. what do you say? ” he introduced rather heavily , considering this guy was a complete stranger.

“ ah — th - thanks? but … no thank you … ” you’d replied — backing up a bit.

“ aw , come on. ” he grabbed your shoulders , pushing you against the wall.

your instincts kicked in and you kicked him in the groin.

the guy backed off — groaning in the process. you used your heel to kick him onto the ground , thankfully no one around to witness the guy getting absolutely wrecked.

“ do the world a favor and go fuck yourself , why don’t you? ” you shifted him slightly away with your foot.

then , repeated footsteps came your way — kokichi.

you backed away from the unconscious figure , sheepishly smiling at kokichi’s dumbfounded expression.

then praise would come out from kokichi as a waterfall of wows and questions , probably things like , “ i didn’t know you were such a killer machine !! ” and also “ my whole life is a lie !!! ” and then give you a big smooch on the lips

he’d probably still stick in whenever he’s around and someone’s flirting with you after that , he’s just mega protective and even though you can well off defend yourself , well , he’d like you to save it for the fangirls crowding him on an often basis instead.

please don’t repost , translate , or claim my works as your own.

#danganronpa #kokichi oma x reader #kokichi oma #kokichi ouma #ouma kokichi #drv3 #danganronpa drv3 #danganronpa v3 #drv3 killing harmony #danganronpa imagines #gender neutral reader #gender neutral y/n #drv3 kokichi #requested #fluff

[kazumiwrites-fanfiction]

A Birthday Date With Mikey

SUMMARY: How Mikey spent his birthday with you ♡ WORD COUNT: 1.4k (phew)

WARNINGS: Toman Mikey (lil 15 year old guy lol), semi-suggestive at times, lots of domestic fluff and kisses, mild angst/panicking near the end because apparently I need my angst in every single thing I write for myself.

A/N: Since it is our favorite Mikey’s birthday today (the wording in that I’m-), I thought I’d write a little something (instead of doing my summer homework lol- school starts in a little over a week, I should be doing it-). But anyways! Hope you enjoy! (Can’t believe the guy is turning 32... Lol.) A/N PART 2: This is probably chaotic and OOC but! I wanted to write a fic for Mikey. So yes <3 Also the ending is a mess but I don’t want to change it soooo- yeah. A/N PART 3: Originally posted here

© kazumiwrites - All rights reserved; please do not steal, edit, copy, repost (etc) my work without my express permission.

Mikey let out a soft yawn, rubbing at his eyes a bit as he answered the door. “[Y/N]...?” He mumbled before he wrapped his arms around you, clinging to you happily.

“Hey, Mikey.” You smiled softly as you wrapped a gentle arm around him, rubbing his back. “Sleepy?” You laughed a little as you pulled away slightly to look at his face. “You really need to get more sleep... Maybe you should have the meetings end earlier.”

“No- A gang needs its meetings to be at night.” He huffed softly at you, dark eyes almost begging for you to understand. 

You rolled your eyes a little. “Yeah, yeah, I get it, Mikey. Now, c’mon, let’s go to your room.” You were probably the one to have remembered his birthday, Mikey himself didn’t think too much of it.

You hummed softly as you held Mikey’s hand, walking to his room. Well, it was mostly full of Shinichiro’s stuff, but... It was nice. You had been friends with Mikey and knew Shinichiro that way... It was comforting to see that his memory still lived on. You then shook your head slightly to clear those thoughts. Today was for Mikey. Though, the birthday boy seemed more asleep than anything.

“Mikey, love...” You gently poked his cheek. “You need to wake up. I have some stuff planned for today; c’mon.” You sat down on the bed, dragging him down beside you. “Would a kiss wake you up?”

That got his attention. He leaned in to you, tilting his head slightly to the side. “Mhm... Lots of kisses.”

You laughed softly before leaning in, peppering gentle kisses over his face before kissing his lips. “Good enough?”

“One more.” You smiled softly before indulging him. 

“Now wake up, c’mon.” You ran a hand through his hair, smoothing it slightly. “I’ll do your hair for you, too, while you try to wake up more.” 

He nodded sleepily before just letting you, which you soon finished (it wasn’t the first time you fixed his hair up for him—and probably wouldn’t be the last).

“There. All done. You can change out of your clothes, can’t you?” You raised a brow as you watched him. “‘Cause we’re going somewhere today.”

“Really?” He blinked up at you, almost like a small child before he grinned playfully. “You sure you don’t wanna see me changing?”

You rolled your eyes with a soft laugh, feeling your cheeks heat up slightly. “I would, but I know that if I do that, we’ll never be able to go out. So shush and go change. I’ll wait outside.” And with that, you walked out.

Mikey quickly got himself dressed, wondering what was going on. Now that he thought about it, you had dressed yourself up a bit differently than usual... More pretty. He shrugged to himself before walking out, rubbing the last bits of sleep from his eyes. “[Y/N]-channnn- where are we going?”

You gave him a smile as you grabbed his hand, almost skipping as you walked out. “You don’t remember what today is?”

That made him pause. What was today...? But before he could think of it any more, you started running, forcing him to run after you. 

He quickly caught up to you, but you just continued to sprint, soon reaching a cafe—one that you knew he liked. “Here we are,” you panted a bit, but soon caught your breath. Your boyfriend, on the other hand, was just as normal; a little run didn’t tire him out.

“Why are we here, though?” He blinked slightly at you.

“Well, if I told you everything, that would ruin the fun.” You blinked back at him before a teasing look flashed in your eyes. “And that would make things boring.” You shrugged slightly before walking inside, grabbing his hand as you did so.

You hummed softly as you ordered two parfaits, a happy smile on your face. Your boyfriend was just confused, but happy to see you happy—and that you had remembered him saying that he loved parfaits here. Last time he went, the cup had been filled completely. And also? It didn’t cost too much, either.

As you got the two parfaits, you nudged him toward a booth. “Go sit.” You followed after him as he sat down, placing the parfait in front of him before sitting down in front of him. 

You watched fondly as he started eating, a content smile on your face as he let out soft exclamations of happiness. It was cute, after all.

After you both had finished eating, you brushed a finger over his nose, getting a bit of cream. “...Anyways. I just wanted to give you something, since it is your birthday, and all.” A faint smile flickered over your lips as you watched his eyes widen. 

“It’s my birthday??”

“Yes, you dumb child,” you laughed softly, poking his cheek. “It’s your birthday. Do you think I would do all this without reason?”

“...Yes. You would.”

“I’m not like you, love.” You shook your head in amusement, before letting out a soft sigh. “I just, wanted to give you this.” You pulled a small box from your pocket, before giving it to him. “I dunno... I just thought we should match.”

Inside the box, there was a small silver bracelet, with both of your initials surrounded by a heart. You watched his reaction, uncertain—was this too much?

Before your thoughts could spiral down, he looked at you with a soft, almost uncertain smile. “I... I love it...” He whispered, glancing down at the bracelet again before sliding it on. He marveled at it. “Must’ve cost a lot...”

“Mhm... But, but, that doesn’t matter as long as you’re happy.” You smiled a little at him, searching his gaze; was he really happy, or trying to placate you?

“I love it. [Y/N], don’t you dare try to think otherwise.” He let out a soft huff before getting up, walking to your side and sitting next to you, giving you a small kiss. 

Your eyes softened as you nodded. “Mkay...”

“Now, put yours on.” He let out a soft grumble as he waited.

“Okay, okay.” You laughed softly as you grabbed yours, putting it on your wrist. “There, happy?” 

He nodded slightly before grabbing your hand, placing a gentle kiss on your bracelet before moving to the palm of your hand, licking it a tiny bit—just enough to make you squeal. A playful glint was in his eyes as you pulled your hand away. 

“Mikey- Ew!” You laughed again, shaking your head. “Don’t do that-”

“We’ve done worse-”

“No we haven’t, stop trying to act like we did something.” You let out a soft huff, shaking your head a little. “And anyways, if we keep on being this loud, we’ll get kicked out.”

“Whatever.”

“Oh hush.” You rolled your eyes a little before leaning in, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. “Anyways. Happy birthday, Mikey.”

“Mm... Thank you.” He paused for a moment. “..Would you laugh at me if I said that I almost said ‘happy birthday to you too’ to you?”

You let out a soft snort. “Mikey, I-”

“You’re laughing-”

“No I’m not-”

“You are-”

And with that, chaos ensued and you were yelled at/almost kicked out. Though, you had a fun time, and that’s what counts, right?

BONUS:

Hina and Emma were watching over the two of you with a happy smile.

“See, I told [Y/N]-chan that they’d be okay.” Emma shook her head slightly. “Mikey’s head-over-heels in love. They could literally punch him and they’d be fine.”

Hina winced slightly as the memory of her slapping Mikey came up. “Well... I mean, he wouldn’t hurt his friends, and [Y/N]-chan is also a friend...?”

“True, true, but [Y/N]-chan is special. Like, anything is okay.” Emma let out a soft laugh. “C’mon, I got some good pictures... Let’s give them to the guys, yeah?” Her eyes glimmered mischievously.

“Emma-chan, I don’t think that that’s-”

“It’ll be fine, Hina-chan! He won’t do anything, don’t worry.” Emma smiled happily before getting up, grabbing Hina’s hand and skipping away. Thankfully, Mikey didn’t see them go... Though he definitely was confused when people started complimenting his partner that they were “really going for it” and that they “were a good partner for him.” Like- where did that come from? (Someone (probably Mitsuya, Takemichi, or Draken) eventually showed him the pictures of you two... That did not end well-)

#sano manjiro #sano manjiro x reader #sano manjiro x gender-neutral reader #sano manjiro x y/n #sano manjiro x you #manjiro #mikey x reader #mikey x gender-neutral reader #mikey x you #mikey x y/n #mikey's birthday #august 20 #birthday #sano manjiro's birthday #emma and hina duo #tokyo revengers x you #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokyo revengers x gender neutral reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers #mikey #kazumiwrites

[extrakuli]

jealousy

headcanons

.xiao, albedo, itto, zhongli

A/N.if you read this before than your right—this was on my angst blog but I deleted it and now i’m reposting it here :)

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xiao—

Xiao…knows he’s jealous, accepts it, understands it. If you, or anyone asks him if he’s jealous. He’ll say yes. Now most people don’t think he’s be straight up, and he’s run away from his feelings—but I think differently. He won’t directly tell you he’s jealous, though. You’d have to figure that out on your own. He will confirm he’s jealous if you ask, but won’t tell you on his own.

Other then how he handles his jealousy—I don’t think the yakasha gets jealous easily anyway.. even if he did get jealous. He’s too busy to deal with such dramatic emotions. He knows he trusts you, but he knows he can’t stop that feeling bubbling up inside of him when he sees you in liyue being a little too friendly with that harbinger..

If his jealousy ended up getting the best of him, he would accidentally take it out on you. Then instantly disappear for atleast 24 hours, in a result, leaving you confused, and conflicted on what the heck just happened. Because his out burst will be quick and snappy, then he’ll be gone. After he comes back, he’ll most likely climb in threw your window when the sun just has set, and apologize to you. <33

albedo—

albedo…he’s quiet, observant, slightly agitated, and antsy. Slowly starts to figure out he’s jealous, the first time he got jealous he only realized he was when he was at his breaking point. He gets antsy when he’s jealous, more paranoid and observant of things as well. It’s kind of weird—but he works better when he’s jealous?

He just can’t sit still, and comprehend how timeaus (how do you spell that man’s name- ),=) is so friendly with you..how your both shoulder—touching close when your helping him, how the man sometimes eyes you up and down. Albedo can see every little thing timeaus is doing, and he despises it.

once he actually gets to his breaking point—he butts in to your guy’s conversation. Kind of like how a dad makes room for himself in between his daughter and her boyfriend on the couch? yeah that’s albedo. stares at the person causing the problem (timeaus i’m sorry) not in a glare type of way—more in an annoyed type of stare. Will tell you later why he acted out like that. He’ll chuckle that he actually got jealous—laugh with him, it’ll make him feel better. (WITH him..not at him babes😔)

itto—

itto…aggressive, possessive, oblivious, and non rational. We would definitely get possessive and upset—he doesn’t want someone messing around with his territory. Every rational thought in his head just- leaves..it walks out the exit doors. All he can think is ‘huh? i feel upset, that person bad, MUST FIGHT’ haha i like silly giant himbo man. Also, he doesn’t realize he’s jealous, he didn’t know what it meant..

How is he not supposed to be jealous when that stupid Thoma keeps being all friendly with you!? He's stealing the spotlight!! (no hate to Thoma I love him ): ) your attention is supposed to be on him only, not anyone else !!

it could go multiple ways when itto finally breaks. A: he could either go over to you shove the other person away from you then drag you away. B: he could just throw you over his shoulder and walk away. or finally, option C: challenges the other person to a fight(=…yeah..If it ends up being option C—you most likely patch him up after fighting the other person. Keep talking his ear off when you patch him up, even if your scolding him, he just wants to listen to you talk to him instead of anyone else.

zhongli—

Zhongli…annoyed, aggravated, and possessive. He already lost his love in the past—he doesn’t want to go threw that grief again. I feel like he would be calm at first, but as the jealousy grows, and the more that his ginger haired friend kept getting close to you—and leaving lingering “friendly” touches on your skin. He knows he’s jealous, but he just doesn’t care lol.

It’s not a common occurrence for him to be jelly..but not a rare incident either. Normal, ya know? Once his jealousy piles up. He also lashes out, not on you though, poor tartaglia over there gets his with zhongli “I will have order-“ sorry childe :,). Prob doesn’t get over his jealousy quickly after, it takes him 24 hours to cool down. Just reassure him that he’s your one and only—His evil thoughts will go away a bit quicker ;)

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6:15 pm 9/5/2022

#[💭] extrakuli replies #xiao x reader #albedo x reader #itto x reader #zhongli x reader #genshin x reader #genshin headcanons

[yonduismarrypoppins]

His primary motivation

Summary: You are Jacks primary motivation.

Photos aren’t mine, credit to og owners

Warnings: overuse of commas, shitty grammar, overload of fluff with a slight bit of angst, mentions of emotional abuse, mentions of emotional neglect, a glass is broken and not-so-idiotic idiots in love

A/n: I just had a really cute dream about 2018!Jack and a best friends to lovers and Urban x best friend!reader so I guess this is a blurb (lies, I very much fleshed out the story) based on that. This is the first time I’m writing anything with intent to post it so be gentle, this was written in my notes app minutes after I woke up from the dream. I based the parents off of my parents the nickname is the one my mom made for me because of my obsession with ladybugs as a kid, lol. I hope you enjoy!

I DO NOT GIVE ANYONE PERMISSION TO REPOST OR TRANSLATE AND REPOST, THIS IS MY WRITING!

I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR MEDIA CONSUMPTION, THIS IS AN 18+ BLOG MAKING THIS 18+ CONTENT. MOVE ON MINOR.

Jack was having a get-together at his place to celebrate the release of his album ‘Loose’. You were sat on a couch with Jack on the far end, Urban right next to him with his arm around you when you got a text from your parents telling you to leave in 15 minutes and that they’d be outside in five.

“Your parents are just small minded, they don’t understand how we can be so different and close to each other.” Jack always said that to assure you that you we’re making the right decisions in life and it always worked.

You broke your train of thought at the sound of a glass breaking in the kitchen, immediately you got up to make sure that whoever was cleaning didn’t hurt themselves. Suddenly you felt a grip on your wrist that forced you to turn around. “Where are you going?” Jack said with a small pout on his face “I’m going to go help clean up.” You quickly bent down to give him a peck on the head, he released your arm and then you left for the kitchen.

As you were finishing helping Sunni safely clean up the glass you got another text from your father telling you he was outside and you needed to leave, now.

You quickly speed walked to the front dodging beer cans and food containers and grabbed your coat and your bag.

“Where are you going.” You heard Urban ask. You turned slightly towards him “I’m sorry I have to go, c,mere.” You held out your arms and he all but crashed into your chest. “Thank you for coming and helping Sunni out.” “No problem.” You broke the embrace and gave Urban a lingering kiss on his forehead, a common sight in your goodbyes, something you got from your mother. You pushed the glasses he was wearing ‘for fashion reasons’, his words not yours, up his nose, he giggled a little before you spoke again “I love you.” “I love you too.” Urban replied sweetly.

You separated completely and walked out the door, you spotted your parents car across the street in front of a house with a ‘for sale’ sign on the yard. Before you made it to the car you heard a screen door open and shut quickly making you turn around. You saw Jack speeding towards you, you quickly began to move at the same pace towards him crashing into each other with a warm embrace when you finally caught up with each other.

“Were you really going to leave without saying goodbye?” You moved away from his chest, still holding onto each other “I texted you” “You know damn well a text ain’t enough for me.” “Yes, yes I do.” After a minute you pushed at his chest to separate. “Oh so now your pushing me?” He pushed at your chest “Yep.” You playfully went back and forth eventually starting to walk backwards with Jack. All of a sudden you were in the grass next to the concrete walking-path.

You and Jack took a moment to laugh at the action before he lifted you up. “My Prince Charming.” “Always”.

There was a moment of silence when you swore that yours and Jacks hearts were beating at the same erratic pace. You both leaned in slowly waiting for the other to end your joint suffering, when your lips grazed a loud ‘HONK’ startled you apart. The headlights of your parents car were on and you could see them inside, the same stern expressions they always wore.

“I’m sorry.” You tilted your head down in embarrassment. “Don’t apologize for your parents.” Jack pulled you into a sweet embrace, “I love you, you know that?” “Yea, I love you too, and stop worrying about your album, it’s perfect.” “Thank you ladybug.”

Your face heated at the nickname he gave you after the first time you meet in pre-k when he pulled a ladybug out of your hair.

You took a step back from Jack, looking in his eyes in a way that told him exactly how you felt about your almost kiss. “Bye, Jack-Jack.” “Bye, ladybug.” Jack watched as you walked to your parents black suv, you turned around to open your door, you waved and he waved back with a knowing grin. You turned back around and finally got in the car.

As your father pulled away you stared at Jack in the driveway for as long as possible, until you couldn’t see him anymore. “Do you understand what could happen if you keep staying out this late? Do you?” Not realizing you tuned out another one of your parents famous lectures you responded quickly, “Yes sir.”

Jack stood outside until he couldn’t see your car, not because he didn’t want to go inside but because he wishes he never let you get into that car. He knew of the emotional abuse and neglect that you suffered at the hands of your parents, he had to watch you suffer the consequences. Helping you with your anxiety attack before your valedictorian speech at graduation and realizing that this was the only time he had ever seen your father with anything compared to a smile. Your mother had the same scowl on her face, no doubt coming up with ways to pick at your looks.

Jack didn’t know if you knew exactly how much he cared about you. He guessed you didn’t because if he did you’d know that his motivation to become a rapper wasn’t to meet his idols, get girls or be famous. It was to get you away from your parents and give you the life you deserve.

You were his primary motivation.

Ps: I searched ‘Lovecore’ Google for my header image, link; https://www.pinterest.com/pin/795026140454378645/

#jack harlow #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x you #jack harlow x y/n #jackman thomas harlow #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow fluff #jack harlow imagines #leo writes again

[yourlocalfriendlyhobbit]

I don't know if your requests are open or not if not my apologies you can just ignore this lol but If you could, could you do a haldir x reader where they have the kind of relationship where they're always bickering but it's always seemingly in jest and they both know they don't really mean it but one day haldir is having a bad day and he accidentally goes too far with the usual banter and says something actually mean like maybe makes some comment about how time passes differently for elves and he won't have to suffer you much longer because mortals fade very quickly and dude I dunno angst ending or fluff ending somehow lol?

Pairing: Haldir x (human) Reader

Warnings: Angst, no comfort

Gender neutral, no hair/eyes/skin colour mentioned. might be a little OOC.

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My dear Haldir! I love him soooo much! AHHHH! My first love!

Thank you for your request, anon! I love it!!! i usually like reading angst, but never wrote any, so idk if i’m good x)

Requests are always open, unless stated otherwise in a post, so don’t hesitate to send anything ;)

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From the moment you met, your relationship with Haldir has always been an odd one. To others, people who don’t know either of you, it might seem like you two don’t get along at all; but to the ones who were close to the both of you, they know that behind all your jests and bickering, you really care for eachother.

Some even jockingly said that you acted like an old married couple, but they were quickly chased away by (a flustered) Haldir, while you tried to hide your blush with a forced laugh... Because yes, you both liked (maybe even loved) each other, but were too proud or too scared to admit it.

Because, romance between an elf and a human always end up in tragedy...

...

The day had started normally for you. You woke up a little after sunrise, when the first hushed sounds of elves walking and quietly chatting reached your room... You went to the kitchens to grab something to eat quickly, before going on a small walk in the woods.

You didn’t see Haldir before the early afternoon, when he came back from a short patrol. He looked slightly tired, but was doing a very good job at hiding it. When he parted from his group, you took your chance and walked up to him; you didn’t have the opportunity to tease him for 12 hours... And what was supposed to be a fun time bickering with your friend, took a turn you never expected to take...

You had underestimated how tired Haldir was, and refused to leave him when he told you he wasn’t in the mood for your ‘childish’ behavior. And that word alone started the argument...

Words, said in the heat of moment, that both of you would regret saying later, were thrown back and forth. Both your faces were becoming redder by the second... But then, Haldir said something would’ve never expected him to say:

“Good thing humans’ lives are shorter than elves’; just a few decades and you’ll be off my hands! I wont have to deal with you anymore!”

The silence that followed that sentence was louder than anything known. You could only stare at him with wide eyes and shaky hands, and your face lost all it’s color. You shook your head a little, like you were shaking out of a trance, stumbling back, and tried to swallow the lump that had formed in your throat. You took a step back when Haldir reached out his hand to you. He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, you ran away from him...

...

2 weeks later...

You had successfully managed to avoid Haldir until now, dodging all his attempt at talking to you... You couldn’t face him just yet. In those past weeks, you had the time to think about what would be better; the decision was not an easy one to take, but you needed to do what was the best for you...

You decided to leave Lothlorien and go to Rivendell for some time, to heal your heart, until you were ready to face Haldir again.

So it’s in secret, but with Lady Galadriel’s blessing, that you prepared your journey. She had sent a message to her dear friend, Lord Elrond, to inform him of your impending arrival.

...

The day of departure had arrived. It was extremely early, and you were pretty sure that you would be able to leave without anyone noticing; but luck wasn’t on your side...

As you turned a corner to the stabbles, with your bags, you came across Orophin, one of Haldir’s brother. He knew what happened between you and his brother, and he didn’t need to ask to know what you were doing.

“Are you leaving for a long time?”

He asked. You bit your lips.

“No idea. I need time away from here, and him... I need time before I face him again, and hear what he has to say..”

You lowered your gaze. Orophin stood by you and put his hand on your shoulder.

“Take your time. Haldir will understand. Rumil and I might have to hold him back from running after you at first, but he will understand..”

Orophin tapped your shoulder lightly, as a silent good bye, and left to probably tell Rumil everything, so they can figure out a way to tell Haldir in the morning. You were thankful for those 2 elves who always treated like a sibling.

You saddled your horse, and, like a shadow, left the place you had call home for years with a heavy heart, not knowing when or if you would come back... 

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DO NOT COPY, TRANSLATE OR REPOST MY WRITINGS!

#lord of the rings #lotr #haldir #lord of the rings haldir #lotr haldir #lord of the rings fanfic #lotr fanfic #lord of the rings x reader #lotr x reader #haldir x reader

[beautifulpersonpeach]

I have the biggest smile on my face reading your old ask reposts BPP, esp in light of the last two months haha. Pls keep them coming. It's truly amazing how on the nose you are about so many BTS things. I remember just before you took a short break from Tumblr, you were getting all these asks about how BTS talk about Armys too much to the point that it's fake and people were saying it's stupid to think BTS cares about Army enough to talk about them that often. Then what happened? 2022 Festa Dinner!! Where, again, BTS spent so much time talking about... ARMY. And Jimin was the ring leader constantly inserting ARMY into every conversation because as you said BPP, there is indeed a meaningful relationship, and nobody cares whether or not antis or casual stans can relate. Since June 14th the boys have not slowed down in how they talk about ARMY constantly.

But I do wonder, do you think that relationship between BTS and Armys will change during their solo era? The support for Jack in the Box seems to be holding up a bit even though it seems most of the fandom has clocked out.

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So, I received this ask last week and drafted the first part of this reply before attending Hobipalooza. After seeing the response to Hobi's performance last night I have a slightly different opinion now which I'll add to the end of this post, after the line break.

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Hi Anon,

Lol I don't even know what to say to the first part of your ask. Guess I've said everything I needed to say in those series of posts. And as you point out Anon, BTS did just talk more about ARMY in the days following those series of posts. Just like we said they would. Lol. Of course they did.

I'll add some of those 'when BTS talks about ARMY it annoys me' asks to the reposts I'm doing eventually. And to other anons who've sent in repost requests, I'm working my way down your list of requested reposts - each repost requires a little bit of editing because the coding syntax for Tumblr needs to be adjusted before reposting.

Onto the second part of your ask which I find very interesting. Sometimes, some of the convos and topics here coincide with things I'm discussing with friends irl and in other spaces, and this is one of those topics.

"Will the relationship between BTS and ARMYs change during BTS's solo era?"

I think the obvious answer is yes. In fact I'd say that relationship has already changed.

But we won't see the full implosion of the status quo in the fandom until the maknae line begin their solo debuts imo. Right now, the feeling for Hob's release is for everyone to fully support him, but of course, that's not actually happening. Hobi is one of those central members that doesn't really pose a threat to anyone. He's like the Switzerland in Bangtan - a neutral sounding board that everyone wants to be on good terms with. So, if there was one member that could garner the most even support from all factions of the fandom, it would be Hobi and perhaps this is something that has contributed to how well his record has performed though most of the music on that record is distorted Boom Bap (which isn't exactly a popular genre...)

But like I said, not everyone is supporting him now and this is expected. The reasons why:

Despite all the 'discourse' on the topic of people being forced to do this or that, the reality is that most people in the fandom end up buying/doing what they personally want. And by that I mean, the choice of what to support is left entirely to people within the fandom. And since not everyone is inclined to support Hobi's kind of music atm, not everyone has.

I don't have the data to back this up, but I think there's a higher proportion of casual fans in ARMY fandom spaces now than before, and these are just not the sort of fans to concertedly support the group or members they don't bias. It is what it is.

The fandom (and company) has been inconsistent in how it supports solo works in the past, and this has created confusion as well as grievances.

The rollout itself was a bit unusual with HYBE/J-Hope excluding physical CDs from the physicals release, which discouraged some people from buying the record.

BTS themselves recognize that their solo careers will impact the relationship they've developed with ARMY. I mean, we heard Jimin basically acknowledge that during the Festa dinner and RM worry out loud in his Vlive some weeks later. Like I said though, we won't see the full repercussions of all of this until the maknae line begin their solo debuts imo. I suspect it'll be a rude awakening for some.

The next solo releases expected this year are RM's, Jungkook's, and Tae's - unit releases ofc include the Vocal Line with Snoop Dogg and Benny Blanco in early August. On some forums there's talk Jimin could release something this Fall as well, and Jin possibly just before December. Yoongi has enough unreleased music to release 2 albums tonight so he's the wild card.

The fandom in general is woefully unprepared to deal with BTS's solo era and there are several 'schools of thought' around what is most likely to happen. I subscribe to the idea that rather than try to force equal fandom participation for solo acts, the fandom should let chips fall where they may. I think that's the more healthy approach though of course the core of the fandom has not changed its approach to how it supports the guys, even now, so I think that will continue to be the case.

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ARMYs turned out in full force to support Hobi and I'm still in shock by how many turned up here.

I still think we'll see more variable participation from the rest of the fandom for the other members, but I do think Hobipalooza has definitely helped calibrate expectations for the rest of the group.

#hobipalooza #hobi #bts army #bts fandom #ask

[scottmemelordstrashpile]

[Repost] A dream I had about the end of Lackadaisy

Well, more accurately I suppose a potential way Lackadaisy could end would be more accurate.

Anyway, I'm reposting this here on my new account since I deleted my old one because it was messy and old. I'm just copying and pasting it.

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So I wanted to share this before I forgot about it. I had a dream last night about the ending of Lackadaisy. Or I guess rather what my subconscious conjured up as a potential ending.

I want to preface this that this was just a dream, obviously. The real ending will probably end up being pretty different (And of course I have no association or affiliation with anyone actually controlling the IP.) but I thought it’d still be fun to share it before I completely forget it.

So, given the time period I’ve always kind of figured the ending of Lackadaisy was going to be bittersweet at best and downright depressing at worst. There’s little ways for the crew to win at the game of life unfortunately for several reasons. So that probably influenced this.

So, let’s begin. The dream actually began a little later than the actual story will probably end. See if I remember right, correct me if I’m wrong. Ms. Butler said the story will end shortly after the great depression begins. So in my dream we jumped a bit ahead. Maybe it’s an epilogue? lol.

Anyway, so Freckle as you would expect gets shipped off to fight in WWII. He’s of the perfect age, is handy with a gun and they were so desperate for troops during WWII I doubt his gun craziness would deter them. Hell he might even end up being a guy people tell stories about later.

Nina of course protests this saying he’s just a boy and how he can’t handle it. Of course she goes ignored and Freckle leaves for the front. It kinda skips ahead after this. We jump to after the war is over. 1945 most likely. My dream kinda skimmed over the details of Freckle’s experiences in the war. But Freckle comes home, surprisingly alive though probably a changed man from the horrors of war. He looked older too, which makes no sense since to my knowledge he’s already technically an adult in the story? Lol, I dunno. But he looked slightly taller and less baby face. But enough about that. So, upon arriving home Freckle finds a note which is basically Nina’s last message to him and her will essentially.

So yeah, apparently she got sick while Freckle was away and passed on before he returned. I can’t recall the exact details of the note as it begins to escape me but more or less Freckle was now all by himself, the house belonged to him now.

Then for some reason he goes looking around for any of the Lackadaisy crew still around. He finds nothing. The little daisy cafe is gone, replaced by some other rando cafe. Eventually after wandering around for a bit he finds Rocky. Yes. Rocky, only he’s a fucking hobo now, living on the street in a box basically. He looked terrible, his fur was all messy and dirty, ect his clothes were torn. But his eyes light up when he sees Freckle.

He tries to hug him like “Oh cousin! You’re alive!” but Freckle stops him and is like “No, dude. You look and smell horrible.” after a short exchange Freckle gets to asking Rocky what happened, what did he miss while he was away? What happened to everyone?

Things get a bit murky here, but to cut it short everyone from Lackadaisy was either now dead (Killed) in jail, or fled somewhere else.

Something happened and Mitzi ended up being arrested which basically lead to everything collapsing. Again can’t remember if my dream specified the fates of the rest but I can remember Mordecai. Apparently when the war came around he caught a train to Canada to avoid being drafted and nobody has heard from him or seen him since. (Something actual draft dodgers would do if I remember correctly.) And obviously Ivy went home to finish her schooling finally. Oh yeah, Ivy said she would come back for Freckle and was even supposed to write him letters or something while he was at war but hasn’t heard a peep apparently. I remember that coming up as well.

After that conversation Freckle probably against his better judgement (Then again he is kinda all he has left now.) invites Rocky to come live with him at the house. Rocky gets a bath and into some proper clothing and that’s about where the interesting stuff ends. My dream derailed into something completely unrelated afterwards.

Hopefully this abomination was interesting to read though. I imagine the peace probably wouldn’t last long though. Freckle will probably get himself involved with the mob or something, if I had to guess. I mean he will have to find a job or something to live and stuff now that the war is over. Who knows? I guess think of this as some alternate timeline. lol. One of the possible futures we could see.

EDIT: Also, as a late addition if anyone wants to steal this for a fanfic or something go right ahead. You don’t even have to credit me. Not like I intentionally imagined all this up. My brain just sort’ve did it while I was sleeping without my consent. lol

#lackadaisy #Kinda Lackadaisy fanfiction I guess???

[thirdnap]

brb just having an existential crisis

#animal crossing new horizons #acnh #animal crossing #animal crosing new leaf #acnl #acnh raymond #acnh bonbon #raymond #animal crossing pocket camp #acpc #art #Yes this is a repost but slightly different lol #oc mel

[stelliyue-cafe]

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꒰🕰꒱ [ 𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞 ] Another Chance

꒰📦꒱ [ 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ] On your final adventure together, the TARDIS landed where it all started. Perhaps this time, the Doctor would be given another chance.

꒰☕️꒱ [ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫/𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ] 12th Doctor x Fem! Reader

꒰📔꒱ [ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ] Angst, lol. Swearing. This hasn't been edited since I last posted it in 2020.

꒰🌟꒱ [ 𝐌𝐞𝐢’𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 ] A repost from an olddd blog. The beginning is the ending from the "Kill the Moon" episode but at a different time and moon. The ending kind of gives off "The End of Time Part 2" vibes. I just wanted more 12th Doctor fanfics. I love my angry Scotsman XD

"I nearly didn't press that button. I nearly got it wrong. That was you, the one I-" (Y/N) paused, "my dearest friend, making me scared. Making me feel like a bloody idiot."

"Language," The Doctor scolded.

"Oh, don't you ever tell me to mind my language. And don't you dare lump me in with the rest of the little humans that you think are so silly and predictable. You walk our Earth, you breathe our air. You make us your friend. You make us trust you- love you even. So that is your moon too. And you can damn well help us when we need it." She ranted.

"I was helping." He said quietly.

"What, by clearing off?"

"Yes."

"Yeah? Then clear off!" Her voice echoed. "Go on. You can clear off. Get back in your lonely- your lonely bloody TARDIS and you don't come back."

The Doctor and (Y/N) stared at each other, the tension high. "(Y/N)-" He said in a hushed tone.

She ignored him and walked towards the TARDIS doors. He quickly followed her, "(Y/N)!" The Doctor said more assertively. With his arm stretched out, he caught hold of her wrist to which she turned around and stared at their hands.

'In another situation, I would've been over the moon.' She thought. The warm feeling of someone's palm cradling her cheek broke her away from her thoughts. Slightly shaking her head, the Doctor set his hand down to his side. She looked up to meet his gaze. His eyes told stories of the universe, yet held more mysteries than gave answers. These were the eyes that belonged to someone she'd learned to love.

"You go away, okay? You go a long way away," (Y/N) said bitterly, removing her wrist from his grasp. She turned and continued her way to the door, slamming it behind her when she exited the TARDIS.

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The TARDIS materialized in a forest near a building structure. The surrounding area was a pleasant setting. People were walking and talking, kids playing on the streets and a lovely autumn breeze was passing through. The Doctor stepped out with (Y/N) following after him. It was around noon, but due to the autumn weather, the sky was sort of cloudy.

“Huh, I was hoping for something more exciting… like the Orient Express.” He muttered, rubbing his hands together.

(Y/N) looked around. Her eyes started to tear up as she felt a wave of nostalgia sweep over her. This was the library near the orphanage where she grew up. That library was where her thirst for knowledge and love for writing emerged. This was where a woman told her a story about a madman who traveled through time and space, all alone in his blue box-

“Why are we here?” The Doctor asked, his eyes surveying the area.

She sniffed and wiped the tear falling down her cheek, “The TARDIS takes us to where we need to be, remember?”

His eyebrows furrowed, “Seems so... ordinary.”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes, “Come on, we need to head over to that building.” She said walking past him and heading over to the library.

“What? Why?” He asked as he walked briskly to catch up with her.

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Shifting in the storyteller’s chair, she thought of all the stories she was going to tell the children. “Gather around children. Let me tell you about a madman who travels throughout time and space in his ancient blue box.” (Y/N) said as the children sat down in front of her, the Doctor sitting in the back of the crowd but still listening.

“Here… let me tell you a story about one of his adventures…” She tapped the bottom of her chin playfully. “Hm… Let me tell you about the Fires of Pompeii!” She said quietly, yet still in an exciting way. The group of children stared up at her in awe as her storytelling skills were theatrical and very engaging.

She mimicked an old conversation between the Doctor and one of his companions, “What? You’re in charge?” (Y/N) said in a harsh tone, looking up at the imaginary Doctor.

She stepped to the opposite side, “TARDIS. Time Lord. Yeah!” She said, acting out the Doctor’s actions and movements.

(Y/N) hopped back to her original place, “Donna. Human. No!” She sassed.

A rupture of soft laughs and giggles filled the storytelling area as she continued to tell the story of how this Time Lord caused Mount Vesuvius to erupt. (Y/N) continued to tell the stories of the Doctor’s adventures and though he would never admit it- he adored the way she was able to make any story interesting. So there he sat, behind the children, until he couldn’t anymore since he needed to stretch his legs.

As she settled down, The Doctor was now leaning against the bookshelf behind her. She started, “As you can see, he’s saved many lives, planets, and universes, but what he didn’t expect was to fall in love somewhere in between all his heroic deeds-”

“Don’t try to paint me as some love-sick hero, (Y/N).” He said, interrupting her sentence.

This caused her to look back and glare at him, “I’m telling the story.”

The Doctor sighed and sat down next to her. Though he lived through these adventures, he wanted to know what it sounded like from the other perspective. He wanted to know what it sounded like to travel alongside the Doctor.

(Y/N) cleared her throat and turned her attention back to the children, “As I said earlier, this man had many companions. All of them were beautiful and brilliant in their own way, but in the end, he traveled alone.”

“Why? What happened to them? The companions?” A girl asked.

Her eyes looked straight in the girl’s direction and smiled. (Y/N) knew that face anywhere- it was her as a kid. ‘How’s that for changing your personal history, eh, Doctor?’

She hummed, glancing over at the Doctor. His face was stoic, but his eyes told a different story. “They left,” She looked back at the children, “Because they should. Or they find someone else. And some of them… some of them forget him.” A pause.

“What were their names?”

“Maybe we can find them and tell them to travel with him again!”

“Yeah! So he won’t be so lonely anymore!”

(Y/N) smiled, “I don’t know all of his companions or their real names, but I could name a few. There was… Bad Wolf girl, the tech guy, the time travel captain, the medical doctor, the girl who wanted to see the stars, the runaway bride, the old man who watched over him, the girl who waited, the last centurion, the love of his life, and the impossible girl. But there was one companion who saw him through it all,” She paused.

“Thing is, I-” This Freudian slip caused the Doctor to pay closer attention to her words. “I mean, she was his companion before the impossible girl. She was there before he married and lost the love of his life. And she was there even before Bad Wolf girl.”

(Y/N) let out a sigh, “Ten years of her life spent traveling with the madman and all his other companions. Though it took her a while to realize it, she fell in love with him.” Scattered gasps suddenly filled the silence.

The Doctor’s gaze was fully on (Y/N). ‘She loves me…? No… That can’t be. She deserves so much more than this… She deserves so much more than me.’

“She loved him so much that she watched him fall in and out of love with others. Love makes you do reckless things… And sometimes at the expense of your own happiness.” (Y/N) explained. “She loved him so much that she had to leave him and let him go.” She trailed off, feeling her eyes start to water.

A small gasp escaped the Doctor’s lips. That story was her goodbye. He thought that he would be able to see her- to at least pop in for a visit- but no, she was going to leave. His hearts wanted nothing more than to take her hand and run. Run away and keep on running to another adventure. Anything to make her stay, but he decided against it.

“What happened next?” A child asked.

“He did what he did best...” (Y/N) paused for effect, causing the children to lean forward. The Doctor copied their actions. Of course, he knew the answer but listened anyway. “He hopped into his ancient blue box and ran.”

Mrs. Anderson, the librarian, cleared her throat, “Alright children, storytime is over.” Soft whines and groans erupted from the children. “Come on, off you pop.” Mrs. Anderson said, ushering the children toward their parents. She glanced back to (Y/N) and the Doctor, “Thank you for filling in for our usual storyteller.”

(Y/N) smiled, wiping her eyes, “It was no problem. Thank you for having us.”

“Alright, we should get going.” The Doctor said quickly, before exiting the room. (Y/N) followed before she was stopped at the front door.

“Miss! Wait!” The mini-(Y/N) whispered, walking quickly.

(Y/N) nodded and squatted down to her level, “Yes, dear?”

“This story... is it real?” She asked, in between breaths.

(Y/N) let out a small laugh and smiled, “Stories are where memories go when they’re forgotten.” She said, ruffling her hair before leaving the library.

The Doctor and (Y/N) walked back to the TARDIS. (Y/N) poked her head out the door and winked at the mini-(Y/N) who was still standing by the door. The girl smiled before running back inside.

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The pregnant silence that was in the TARDIS when it landed was the longest the two ever shared. Usually, the two would commence in playful banter. Clara was their mediator and always helped to fill the silence with her laughter, but not this time. This was an issue for the Doctor and (Y/N) to solve on their own.

“I’m sorry for making you play God, (Y/N).” The Doctor said quietly, running his fingers along the console.

“I know you’re sorry. I’ve forgiven you so many times. Doctor... take me home.” (Y/N) replied, her back facing him.

“(Y/N), I can fix this. Just don’t leave. You’ve been there since-“

“Yes! I know I’ve been there! I literally just told a bunch of children about how I felt about you!” (Y/N) cried out, flailing her arms to emphasize her point.

“(Y/N), I-“

“Don’t. You. Dare.” (Y/N) turned to face the Doctor, tears already running down her face. “You don’t get to do this to me. Not here and most certainly not now. Doctor, please let me go home...”

The Doctor, emotionally defeated, gestured to the doors, “We were here before we started talking.” There was nothing he could do to prevent his companion from leaving. She had been running with him ever since their first encounter and now it was time for (Y/N) to break his hearts just as he broke hers.

‘Let me be brave...’ She repeated in her head as she walked toward the doors. (Y/N) opened it and saw that the TARDIS had landed in her bedroom. She looked over her shoulder, “Doctor?”

He looked up at her, his eyes pleading, ‘Stay… ’. “Yes?” He asked.

“I will always remember when your companion was me.” She said, her voice cracking at the end. (Y/N) smiled at him before leaving the TARDIS, shutting the door behind her.

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The Doctor and Clara walked out of the TARDIS to see that they landed in an empty alleyway on Christmas Eve- evidence being the excessive amount of lights and caroling. All seemed normal, but it was quiet... too quiet for the Doctor’s liking.

That’s when a chorus of screams and moans of injured people echoed through the streets. The sound of lasers being shot could also be heard. A woman ran past the alleyway until she was shot down by a laser beam. The Doctor smiled, “Ah, now that’s more like it!”

Clara scoffed, “Doctor, now is not the time to be smiling! We need to help these people!”

“Yes, right.” He said before grabbing Clara’s hand, starting to run out of the alleyway. As they exited the alleyway, a woman had bumped into the Doctor. The woman shook her head then rubbed the shoulder that bumped into the Doctor, “Sorry about that!”

The Doctor looked at her in shock. He couldn’t believe it was (Y/N). Clara gave a soft nudge to wake the Doctor from this trance. “No, it’s quite... alright...”

“Doctor, those are Cybermen... right?” Clara whispered.

He was about to grab (Y/N)’s hand and run, ‘Like old times...’

Suddenly, a man with a leather jacket, big ears, and blue eyes bumped into (Y/N), “Blimey, I’m just a magnet for collisions today...” She said, rubbing her other arm. The new stranger grabbed (Y/N)’s hand, starting to run away from the Doctor and Clara.

They managed about five steps before (Y/N) quickly tugged on the stranger’s hand and looked at him confused, “Who are you?”

The Doctor’s ninth regeneration looked at (Y/N), “I’m the Doctor.”

Clara gasped, finally realizing where they landed, “Doctor this is where you first met (Y/N), right?”

The Doctor turned his head halfway towards Clara and nodded, still keeping his eyes on the scene that was playing in front of him. “The leather was a mistake...” He mumbled.

Instead of understanding, she looked more confused, “I’m sorry. Doctor who...?”

He knew what he had to do, “Doctor!” The Doctor called out to his ninth regeneration. The Doctor’s ninth regeneration looked at the old man and his companion. “Doctor, this one is special. Don’t let this one go.” Nine gave a curt nod. He didn’t know why he could trust the old man, but he just knew he could.

(Y/N) waved their hand in front of the Ninth Doctor’s face, “Hello? Doctor?”

“Yes?” The Doctor and the Ninth regeneration said in unison. A laser beam had missed them by a few feet and ended up hitting a car, “Ah, right,”

“You still never answered my question! Doctor who?”

The Ninth Doctor chuckled, “Exactly. Now run!” He said before taking (Y/N)’s hand in his and running away from the scene.

━━━━━━•✦ Bonus ✦•━━━━━

The Doctor and Clara watched his ninth regeneration and (Y/N) run off in the distance. A small smile was present on his face and Clara caught it.

“Doctor? Were you- Is that a smile I see?” Clara teased.

His smile was quickly replaced with a scowl. “What? No. I don’t smile.” He said crossing his arms over his chest.

Clara nudged him, “Don’t be like that. Admit it, you like her~”

The Doctor scoffed and made his way back to the TARDIS, “I don’t do feelings, Clara. That’s why I kept you and (Y/N) around. You were both my carers, so I don’t have to.”

Clara matched the Doctor’s pace, still carrying the conversation, “So what happens now? In our timeline, she left us.”

“I really can’t say for sure..”

They reached the TARDIS doors, both hesitant to enter. The Doctor rested his hand on the door, “I don’t know if I had changed anything.”

“Well,” She set her hand to the side of his, “There’s only one way for us to find out.”

“Clara, don’t get your hopes up-“

She interrupted him, by pushing the door. Her eyes looked around the console room, “(Y/N)?”

“See? We didn’t do much.” The Doctor said, walking in after her.

Clara pouted slightly, “I really thought you made a difference…”

The Doctor walked over to the console and started pulling levers and pressing buttons. His face remained emotionless, a little disappointed at the results. He wondered what happened between that moment and now that caused (Y/N) to not be there. ‘I thought I would be smart enough to listen to myself given the fact that I talk to myself all the time..’

A sudden echo from the top steps had caught their attention.

“Hey! Where have you been?! I leave you two alone for five minutes and when I get back there’s one less Scotsman and companion!” A woman’s voice scolded.

The Doctor and Clara look at the top of the stairs to see (Y/N) standing there, a tad bit angry.

Clara gasped, “(Y/N)! You’re here!”

(Y/N) walked down the stairs to join them on the main floor. “Of course, I’m here. Why wouldn’t I be- Oh!” She was interrupted by a tight hug. “Clara?” She questioned, looking down at the brunette.

“Shh, just enjoy it,” Clara said, hugging her a little tighter. (Y/N) smiled and returned the hug.

When Clara let go, there was an awkward silence between The Doctor and (Y/N). Clara looked back and forth between them and groaned in annoyance, “I’m not letting this happen again.” She said as she pushed the two closer together. “Now make up!”

(Y/N) looked up at the Doctor and blushed lightly. The Doctor, on the other hand, was sceptical. “Tell me something that only the real (Y/N) would know.”

She nodded and took a step closer to him. In response, he took a step back which only prompted (Y/N) to step even closer. She lifted her hand to cup his cheek. Though his mind fought against it, he leaned into her touch. It was always so warm and loving.

“To the universe, Doctor…?”

With those words, his hearts began to race. This was truly his (Y/N). And that moment was one of those rare times where he allowed himself to show his emotions. He let out a sigh of relief and hugged her. (Y/N) stood in shock for a moment before melting in his embrace, wrapping her arms around The Doctor she loved so much.

“Hey! For everyone else it’s “I’m not a hugging person” but when it’s (Y/N) you go all soft?” Clara teased.

The Doctor pulled away from the hug, now holding (Y/N) by her shoulders. Disregarding Clara’s comment, he looked at the woman who piqued his interests since he first met her. He smiled and leaned in close to kiss her forehead. He then looked down lovingly to see the (E/C) eyes that held her own galaxy.

“To the universe, (Y/N)... To the universe.”

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is that me on your lockscreen? — OT7

↦ pairing: enhypen / enhypen x reader

↦ synopsis: when they see a picture of them as your phone wallpaper

↦ genre: fluff, crack/humour

↦ rating: g

↦ w/c: 0.5k+

↦ warnings: none

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≡;- ꒰ ° 𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚 . ꒱

you literally panic when you realise heeseung is seated right next to you

you’re sure he saw your phone screen but you still try to hide your screen anyway 💔

he laughs the cutest laugh you have ever heard 😭😻

i’m sure everyone can relate to the above statement

“did you know you’re my lockscreen too” 😆😆

what if you melt right in that moment esp after he flashes his lockscreen right under your nose with the cutest smile on his face 🥺🥺

#whippedforoneanother

≡;- ꒰ ° 𝗝𝗔𝗬 . ꒱

can i just start off by saying that jay has such instagram worthy photos 😭😭

and one of those ig-worthy photos happens to be your lockscreen #yas

he crosses his arms and leans back on his chair with the biggest smirk on his face 😏

“i look expensive there” ⛓🔒

indeed you do, jay. you always do 😭❤️‍🔥

he shows you his lockscreen and it’s a picture of you 🥺🥺

#expensivecouplegoals 👑

≡;- ꒰ ° 𝗝𝗔𝗞𝗘 . ꒱

you and jake are cuddling while watching tv when your phone pings

you had recently changed your lockscreen and when jake sees his face bright on your screen, he’s taken aback slightly 😆

“is that… me?” 🤨

no it’s my dad, ofc it’s you jake 😅

“hm, i look hot” 🥵🥵

HELLAUR??? his duality>>>>>

jake idt i’ve told you this but,, ilu <3 i mean don’t we all?

≡;- ꒰ ° 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗡 . ꒱

ngl i think you all might alrdy suspect what his reaction is lol 😆😆

your phone suddenly lights up from a notif while you were playing a game with hoon

before you can turn it off, he already saw your lockscreen which is none other than him

he shakes his head, clicking his tongue 🤨

“tsk, i’m so handsome” 😀🔫

yes hoon, you’re so handsome i might cry 😭😭

not exactly a bonus but he spends the rest of the day repeating himself every time your phone screen lights up from a notif </3

≡;- ꒰ ° 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗢𝗢 . ꒱

has the widest grin on his face out of pride

“wow i’m your lockscreen as i should” 👄💅🏼

YES YOU TELL ‘EM SUNOO 💪💪

your cheeks turn a visible crimson red and sunoo just laughs

“my handsomeness and cuteness are on a different level that i can be both at the same time 😆☝️☝️”

sunoo what if i cry 😭😭

yes sunoo, your handsomeness and cuteness will be the death of me ❤️‍🩹

≡;- ꒰ ° 𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗪𝗢𝗡 . ꒱

literally has the widest smirk on his face 🤨

you quickly tilt your screen away from him but you’re too late

he just smiles watching you get all flustered 😳

once you think you’ve calmed down, he smirks again

“that boy on your lockscreen is cute” 😻🥺

“YES HE IS 😻” you thought but ofc you don’t tell him that

he suddenly hugs you from the back and shows you his phone lockscreen which obviously is a picture of you and him together <3

≡;- ꒰ ° 𝗡𝗜𝗞𝗜 . ꒱

his heart literally explodes seeing him as your lockscreen wallpaper ❤️‍🔥

but ofc, he tries to keep his cool and pretend he doesn’t care 👁👄👁

you know he noticed

and what was once your cheeks becoming red turns into disappointment from the lack of reactions ☹️

“wanna know what my lockscreen is?” he suddenly asks you 🤨

“IT’S BISCO LOL 😅” <//3

hellaur??? riki?? do you love bisco more than your s/o :((

naur ofc he’s kidding his lockscreen is the goofiest picture of you 😹😹

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[grxvitye]

the easy route.

pairing: mean!sub!natasha romanoff x fem!reader

a/n: i absolutely adore writing nat as a sub, thank you for this req i def need to be drowned in holy water after this-🏃‍♀️💨

anon requested: Hey there hope you're having a good day/ night so far! I was wondering if you could make a Natasha x reader where she's rude and mean towards reader cause she secretly likes R. During Natasha insulting R, R pushes against a wall and starts to tease her cause Nat is flustered and shocked. You can make things fluffy or smutty after, preferably both LOL

warnings: harsh comments, sub!nat, size kink

words: 1.3k | marvel masterlist. | navigation.

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“Good Morning Ms Romanoff, I apologize for disturbing you but you are needed in the common room” Stark’s AI announced. Groaning, Nat stands up and quickly changes into appropriate clothes, seeing as she was only dressed in a pair of shorts and a thin brassiere. After changing she headed for the common room, confused as to why it was already noisy.

“What is going on here?” She questioned the boys with a smile. “Sit down, Nat I have a lot of important things to say” Tony replied. Quickly scanning the room for an empty chair, she scowled when she saw that the only available room was beside you. She opted to stand up instead, ready to do anything just not to stay with you. Tony noticed her gaze, and immediately urged her to sit down saying “this is going to be long, it's good if you sit down.” Sighing defeatedly, she dragged her feet across the room to sit down beside you.

Once she was settled in, Tony began his briefing. She was completely zoned out up to the point where he said, you won’t be joining the mission considering your “great” performance in the last few missions you were assigned to. Scoffing, she questioned Tony's decision. “Great? She barely made it out alive, she could have fucked up that mission Tony.” You turn to her clearly hurt. You decided to let it go, Natasha wasn’t always a morning person, plus you had to get used to her being mean to you. Although she was mean, there was something different about her gaze, it was longer, maybe filled with need but you brushed it off you must have been imagining things.

Tony paid no attention to Natasha’s outburst, clearly knowing she was going to have a bigger one after his next statement. “According to Fury and me of course, both Y/n and Natasha will be staying here in the compound, excluded from the mission.” He exclaimed with full finality. Natasha couldn’t believe it. Her? Excluded from a mission? And she had to stay with you for god knows how long? God no, she dreaded this. She was about to say something but she was interrupted with loud rustlings of the chair being pushed back, they were going.

The team had already left and you were here, stuck with Natasha. You didn’t mind but you actually preferred it if she had stopped being mean and tried to hold a conversation with you. You went into your room, and changed into a pair of shorts and a cropped shirt. You sit down on the sofa and pick out a movie. You were clearly not focused, your mind kept wandering onto Nat and how her gaze changed. It wasn't a gaze filled with hatred anymore, not what you grew accustomed to. It was filled with something else. You think hard… lust? You shake the thought away, it was obviously dumb. But you couldn’t deny it, you had some a lot of inappropriate thoughts about her. You always had your eyes on her neck, wondering how pretty she would look with your hands wrapped around it. How she’d throw her head back and how pretty she would be, moaning your name.

It was unfair how they left her out, going on a mission and leaving her here with you, knowing that not only did you like her, you craved her. She stands up and wonders what y/n is doing so she gets out and head out to the common room, once again dressed with inappropriate clothing. She sees her, sitting on the couch cross-legged and eyes snapped onto the tv but her mind was obviously somewhere else. Her eyes dragged down and she noticed her body reacting to the skimpy attire you were wearing. She didn't know she was staring until you called her attention.

You snap out of your thoughts when you notice the redhead staring at you with a drool almost seeping out her lips. Smirking, you called her attention. “Hey, see something you like?” She quickly retorts while saying “why would i want to see you like that? You're gross” You pin her to the wall and you absolutely adored seeing her as flustered as she can be while being pinned by you. You decide to make fun of her, all while not letting go of her wrists. “Wow you were so feisty awhile ago, what happened now hmm?” You laugh while continuing “where’s that hate bravado you kept up with me hmm? Where is it?” You adjusted your thighs and you were shocked when you heard a low moan escape Nat’s lips.

You direct your eyes to your legs and you see how it is perfectly nestled in between her legs, rubbing off on her core. “You like that Nattie? Hmm?” you expected her to put the bravado back on but you were completely taken aback when she whimpered and begged. It was a sight, way better than what your imagination could come up with. “Please y/n, please” she begged, low whimpers escaping her mouth. A part of you wanted to let her beg for it more, but you also wanted to take her right then. You immediately picked her up and sat down on the couch while placing her on top of your thigh. She immediately started to rock her hips to your thigh, while a string of her curses and moans filled the living room. You adored no, you love how she sounds. You took one nipple onto your mouth, sucking on it while gripping her back, moaning at the feeling of her wetness dripping onto your thigh.

Her breathing started to become uneven, and her moans continually got louder. You lift her up and she whimpers at the loss of contact. “Shh, i want you to cum around my cock moja ljubov” Her eyes widened when she heard you speak her native language. “I know, I speak russian too sweetheart” you stood up and went into your room grabbing the largest dildo you had. You directly assumed she was a size queen so you strapped it on your hips and made your way back to her. You came back and her eyes widened at how big your strap was. “On your back detka.” She immediately complied and had her back against the couch. You run your thumb over her clit and slowly started to insert the fake cock onto her pussy.

She gasped slightly and you looked at her for approval to continue moving. She nodded and you immediately thrust your hips onto hers and you could feel her walls clamping down on the fake cock as it got harder and harder to thrust in. “Y/n faster please- faster” she begged you, again. With a newfound strength you started going faster while gripping her hips and her nails digging into your back. You licked her nipples, sucking at them while continuing to thrust into her. “Fuck, Y/n, yes” she moaned loudly. “Mhm you like that Nattie? You like me filling up your pussy, stretching it so good?” “Y- yes y/n.. i love it so much, i love it when you fill me up so good” you smile at her submissive frame and you look at her again, lust clouding your eyes. You raised her hips, thrusting into her while rubbing your fingers onto her clit, directly hitting her sweet spot. “Y/n, yes, right there, just like tha- oh fuck, im close, so close baby, don’t fucking stop” “such a good slut for me arent you? come on malyshka, cum for me, cum around my cock"

With a few more thrusts, you felt her clamp down on the strap, shaking while your name and moans fell from her lips. You continued to thrust into her letting her ride her high and you stopped until you felt her breathing become even again. She knelt down, legs shaking and fiddled with the strap. When she finally got it undone, she looked at you intently “it’s my turn to repay you.”

#sub!nat #natasha romanoff smut #natasha romanoff x reader #nicole: my writing to pass time #genre: fluff #genre: smut

[patd--phan]

Wanna Be Yours

Pairing: Dadsbestfriend! Bucky (mid/late 40s) x reader (in early/mid twenties)

Summary: Y/N surprises bucky on a business trip and he promises to be hers.

Warnings: SMUTTY stuff (18+ only pleasee), unprotected sex, creampie, oral sex (m receiving), riding, teasing, significant age gap, reader takes charge, “Doll/sweets/baby/sweetheart”, some cute ass shit at the beginning and end tho

WC: about 3K im sorry I was really H*rny yesterday and I was unable to do anything about it as i was stuck in the car all damn day

Note: So I was really h*rny yesterday and this happened lol I’m sorry. Loosely based on the song wanna be yours-arctic monkeys. Also this will probably be the only smut I ever write bc I don’t wanna become an 18+ blog or make anyone uncomfortable (not that 18+ blogs are bad tho lemme set that straight, most of my fav blogs are)

PS thank you for the love on my first ever fic with Peter Parker x reader, it made me so happy that ppl didn’t think I suck lol ( and i guess i lied saying i would probably never write another one shot lol)

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It was no secret that Bucky liked to be in charge in the bedroom, and you had absolutely no problem with that. After all, he was older and more experienced; he knew how to make your body sing. But this week you were craving something a little different. Bucky had been away on a business trip all weekend and you really missed him, not just the sex (but I mean…) but just cuddling and talking to him about your day; you were feeling clingy. You decide to text bucky even though you knew he couldn’t answer right away because he was currently in a meeting.

Y/N: I mis youu :( when will you be back tomorrow?

You just wandered around your apartment for the next 20 minutes, casually checking your phone about every 30 seconds just in case bucky was able to sneak in a text. He finally replied after 30 minutes, right as his meeting was ending at 3.

Bucky: Hey doll, I miss you too <3

Bucky: unfortunately one of the investors this morning had to push their meeting to late tomorrow afternoon, so I’m not gonna be home until very late tomorrow night :(

Y/N: dammit :(

Y/N: well good luck at the pitch meeting tomorrow, I love and miss you <3

Bucky: don’t gimme that pout I know your making doll, ill see you tonight on facetime! :)

Y/N: haha u know me so well, and yes you’ll see me tonight ;) (but I still miss u)

Bucky: I know doll I hate it too, see you tonight. Love you <3

Y/n: love you too <3

You didn’t know if you could go until late Monday without seeing bucky. As you laid on the couch smiling sadly about missing your love, an idea popped into your head. He was only two and a half hours away, and he wouldn’t be back at his hotel for another 4 hours at least. Fuck it, you were gonna go drive to his hotel and surprise him. You couldn’t be away so long, you felt super clingy this weekend and you needed to be on top of with him.

You quickly ran around your apartment, packing an overnight bag and you saw the package that arrived earlier on your floor that you completely forgot about because you couldn’t stop thinking of Bucky. You remembered its contents e(a completely evil lingerie set) and threw it in the bag with a smirk on your face.

The drive to Bucky’s hotel felt like forever and you had to remind yourself to stop speeding because you were so excited. When you finally got to his hotel, you had to convince the manager to give you a key to his room, proving that you were the man’s girlfriend with several pictures on your phone which was slightly embarrassing because in almost every picture, at least one of you was half-naked. Worth it. You thought. When you arrived in his room you quickly went into the bathroom to change into a little black dress (with a surprise underneath). Then as you were sitting on his bed waiting for him, you realized it would still be a while before he would get back, so you decided to tidy up his things, packing his clothes and organizing his suitcase. Pleased with your work, you sat back down on the bed and looked at your phone for a while. You finally got pulled out of your Instagram daze when you heard Bucky’s voice in the hallway laughing at something a coworker said. You quickly threw your phone on the dresser, straightened up you dress, and sat at the edge of the bed with a huge smile on your face, giddy to surprise him.

As he turned the doorknob he was still looking behind him talking to the man. When he finally said goodbye and turned his head around, his eyebrows raised up and his jaw dropped, which was quickly replaced with a smile even larger than yours.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, running towards you and throwing his briefcase on the floor.

He picked you up in a tight hug and you squealed, legs immediately wrapping around his waist.

“I told you you’d see me tonight!” you said, still clung to him like a koala.

“W-what?” He replied, still in shock. Letting your legs fall back to the floor.

“I just missed you too much” you shrugged.

If any human could embody “heart eyes” it was Bucky at that moment- he’s such a softie for you. He pulled your face towards him and gave you one of the most loving kisses you’ve ever had in your life. You were expecting it to be passionate and rough, but it was soft, delicate and loving, and your heart melted into a puddle. After your lips parted, you gazed into each other’s eyes before being pulled up in another tight hug. You giggled and wrapped your legs around him again.

“I guess you missed me too huh?” you laughed.

“Oh doll, you have no idea.”

You wrapped your hands in his hair, massaging his neck and he moaned loudly.

“Mm, that feels nice.” He hummed.

“You tired baby?” you asked, he seemed like he needed some TLC (and you were ready to give it to him).

“I am so exhausted.” He replied, making you frown behind his back.

You slowly slid down his body, back onto your feet again, and kept massaging his head. He looked at you lovingly before looking around his hotel room, his eyebrows pulled in confusion.

“Did you clean up in here?”

“Yep, while I was waiting for ya,” you replied, smiling.

His whole face softened.

“Oh, I really don’t deserve you doll.” Making you smile and shake your head.

“Oh yes you do.” You replied making him smile and his heart flutter in his chest.

He pulled you in for another kiss, this one with more fire and longing in it than the last one. His large hands grabbed you ass to pull you closer to him and you moaned into the kiss. You pressed your body against him even tighter and ran your hands through his hair making him moan. You could feel his pants tent start to grow against you and you smirked and moved you lips down to the side of his neck making him groan.

You pull back and look at him, hard and eyes half lidded, it turns you on so much you feel your panties dampening.

“Hey Buck?” you whisper, lips mere inches apart.

“Hmm?” he hums in response.

“I have another surprise for you.” You whisper into his ear before pulling back to look at his face.

“What’s that, doll?” he whispers.

You smirk and step away from him, noticing the confusion on his face before you pull your dress over your head and throw it onto the floor.

Bucky’s jaw drops, making you bite your lip and smirk even more. This was gonna be fun.

“Oh, fuck me,” He groans.

“Oh, I fully intend on it, Buck” you smirk.

He just groans and starts walking towards you.

“Buck?”

“Yeah sweets?”

“Wanna be mine tonight?”

“Fuck, I’ll be yours forever doll.” He says, making you whimper. You pull him against you by his tie, pressing your bodies together.

Your lips crash and tongues swirl together fighting for dominance. Hands moving up and down each other’s bodies like animals. Bucky squeezing your ass so tight you know there’s gonna be marks.

You both pull back enough so you can shimmy off Bucky’s tie and throw it over his head before unbuttoning his shirt and peeling it off him. You then sink to your knees and undo his belt quickly before slowly unzipping his pants, kissing the outside of his member though his pants making him exhale a breath sharply.

“Fuck” he breathes out.

You don’t want to tease him too much (yet) so after another kiss, you shove his pants off and lay down on the bed, his body caging you under him.

The passionate makeout session resumes with Bucky still hard in his boxers pressing against your clothed core. You suddenly remember what you wanted and pull back from the kiss.

“Wait, no” you whisper.

Bucky pulls back, confused and nervous he did something to hurt you.

“What’s wrong?” he whispers.

You take advantage of his confusion and roll him over so you were straddling him with a smirk on your face.

Bucky moans at your actions, core pressing tight against him.

“You said you’d be mine.” You breathe over his lips. Moaning as being in charge is giving you a whole rush of feelings and confidence.

You kiss him, and he lets you dominate the kiss this time, biting his lips and grinding on him. He bucks his hips onto your and you pull back.

“Don’t worry baby, I’ll take care of you, I’ll make you feel so good.”

Bucky moans at your words as you start to kiss all the way down his body, leaving little hickies down his chest. When you get towards his boxers he thinks your gonna kiss his member or pull down his boxers, but instead you go back up his chest, licking a stripe from his belly button all the way to one of his nipples, up his neck, to his lips.

Bucky moans, loud. You give him one more kiss before deciding to stop teasing him (kinda). You quickly kiss down his chest again and then plant a few kisses on his aching cock through his boxers. He bucks his hips and is whimpering under you. Fuck, that turns you on. Your big strong boyfriend who could probably crush you with one arm, whimpering and practically begging under you. Your panties are fucking soaked and you don’t think you can deny your own pleasure too much longer. You pull down his boxers and his cock is throbbing and dripping precum.

“Shit” you moan at the sight.

You lick the precum off him and he gives a high pitched moan that goes straight to your core.

“Baby please, I- I can’t.”

“Don’t worry baby I got you.” You reply as you take his full member into your mouth, sucking lightly.

Bucky moans and bucks his hips into your mouth. You push them back down and suck a few more times before getting off of him. He looks worried for a second before you slide your panties off and straddle his cock.

“Still wanna be mine?”

“Always” he replies.

You sink down onto him, jaw dropping and eyes closing at the feeling. You don’t think you’ll ever get used to him no matter how many times he’s been inside you. You both moan as his whole cock is finally buried inside you.

“Fuck Bucky, you feel so fucking good in me.” You moan, starting to rock your hips.

“God, I’m so fucking wet for you.”

Bucky continues to give low moans as you start to ride him.

“Fuck baby, I love you like this.” He says, making you start to ride him harder, moaning at his words.

His hands come grab your hips to help you ride him faster, harder.

“Baby- shit I’m close already.” He pleads.

“All for me? Shit baby aren’t I the lucky one?” You moan.

Bucky’s grip on your hips tighten and he starts to fuck up into you. He was about to blow.

You moan loudly at the feeling. “Cum in me baby please I need it.”

After a particularly hard thrust into your wet pussy you feel him spilling inside you. He lets out one of those vulgar high pitched moans and grunts that make your brain short circuit and your eyes roll back while your pussy clenches around him. You feel yourself getting close, but you want to give him another orgasm, so you sink down on him fully and slowly ride him, hearing him whimpering and moaning. You feel him get hard in you again (thank you supersoldier serum) and you rock back and forth on him. You reach down to rub your clit, but Bucky sees it and swats your hand away, replacing it with his metal one.

“Oh fuck” you moan at the cool sensation.

You start to bounce up and down on him again, the knot in your abdomen building and heating up. You feel yourself close to being undone as you ride him and his other hand runs up your body and squeezes your nipple through your thin lace bra. You moan and feel yourself clench around him, making him moan.

“Fuck- I’m gonna c-“ you get interrupted by the white hot explosion of your orgasm. Your eyes roll back, jaw hangs open and toes curl as you feel that release knock throughout your whole body, making you shake. You let out those high pitched moans and whines that only Bucky makes you feel.

Feeling you clench around him and watching your completely fucked out face, you feel Bucky’s thick cock twitch inside of you, and you moan as you feel him release in you again. Fuck that makes you feel good. So good you can’t think or move and you start to collapse on top of Bucky, but he slightly catches you and lays you down on his chest, both breathing heavy, with his cock still inside you, cum dripping all down your legs and onto Bucky.

You can’t speak, can’t think, the pleasure totally ruining you. After what feels like forever, you feel your breathing start to return to normal, as does Bucky’s, and you feel his hand rubbing up and down your back, grounding you back to earth from wherever on cloud nine you were.

You hum as you feel yourself finally calm down.

“Holy fuck, doll” you feel him lowly whine in your ear. You can only moan lowly in response.

“Baby that was fucking amazing.”

“Mmhmm.” You hum.

“…but I think I’m gonna lose my mind if you keep clenching around me.” He chuckles.

“oh shit, sorry,” you mumble out. You try to push up off of him but the farthest you got was placing your hands on his shoulders before your body gave up on you.

“Oh my God, I can’t move” you whisper. You’re so fucked out, your body won’t respond to your brain anymore.

Bucky moans at your words and slowly rolls both of you so youre on your side facing him. He reaches down and pulls his soft cock out of your pussy, moaning when he sees a burst of cum leaking from you.

You moan at the feeling of him exiting your body. You look him in the eyes and give him a lazy smile. His eyes sparkle back at you and his hand comes up to rub your cheek.

“Mm” you hum at the feeling.

“That was fucking incredible” he says, making you smile wider.

“I’m not disagreeing” you quip.

He chuckles lightly before saying “you gotta do this more often.”

“What, surprise you on business trips?” you question.

“No” he rolls his eyes and smiles, “Well yes actually, but I was talking about you absolutely taking charge tonight.”

“Oh yeah?” you smirk.

“Fuck yeah doll, I don’t think I’ve ever cum as hard. You looked so damn sexy in charge.”

You look away from his eyes, shying at his words, but also they were giving you the confidence to look right back into his eyes and say “I agree” with a smirk.

“I love hearing those high pitched moans you make, It turns me on so much” you admit.

“You know, only you can get those noises out of me, doll” he chides. You blush and smile at him.

He chuckles and you bring his face towards yours and kiss him deeply, tongues meeting together. You both hum into the kiss as his hand rubs down the side of your body.

When you break the kiss, both of you needing a breath, he pulls your body towards him, resting your head on his chest. You hum in peace as he rubs your back.

“I love you so much Y/N” he says and you feel your heart absolutely burst in your chest.

“I love you so much too Buck,” you reply, lifting your head to peck him on the lips before placing your head back on his chest.

You lay in silence for a minute before your mind begins to wander again.

“Did you mean it?” you ask.

“Mean what, doll?”

“That you’ll be mine forever?” you ask. “I mean not just in the sexy way but that you’ll be with me forever?” you ramble out.

“God yes sweetheart, you’re the one for me.” He responds and you didn’t think your heart could explode anymore, but it just did.

You squeeze his shoulder with your hand before coming up to kiss him passionately again, almost crying at all of the love going though you.

“I promise I’m all yours forever too, Buck” you smile at him.

“Good,” he smiles back, and you rest back on his chest, eyes getting droopy.

“Night-night sweetheart.” You feel yourself smile in your sleep.

“Goodnight my love.” You reply, further cuddling into his chest. Bucky feels his heart combust in his chest. God, wasn’t he lucky to have you. He didn’t know what he did to deserve you, but he knew that he was going to assure you that you deserve the world every day for the rest of his life. He kissed the top of your head before falling into a deep sleep, content with his favorite person tight in his arms.

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes smut #james buchanan barnes #james bucky barnes #dadsbestfriend!bucky #James barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes imagine #im so soft for them #i am sorry for this but also no im not #the winter soldier #tws #smut #sexy times #dadsbestfriend!bucky au #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes one shot #i wrote half of this in the car lol #sebastian stan #sebastian stan imagine #sebastian stan fluff #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan smut #seb stan #sebastian stan x y/n #sebastian stan x you

[meltwonu]

wonwoo ✨ u n s o l v e d✨

pairing; fratboy!wonwoo x female reader

notes; fratboy!wonwoo, mostly crack, buzzfeed unsolved jokes, a little bit of paranormal stuff but nothing scary??, fucking in an abandoned building?, i wrote this while i was shad0wb@nn3d and thinkin i was abt to have to delete my blog so enjoy this comedic relief i provided myself, yes based on the gose ep, also u can consider this as taking place a little after the last chapter of caffeine!! This was just for fun, dont inbox me saying this was weird i know its weird ☠️🤣

*REPOSTED because tumb1r fl@gged the original 😭 much like the previous drabble, nothing about this has rly changed so I don’t know what to do lol the kicker is the note is like ‘wrote this while I was shad0wb@nned!’ LMAO

You shoot Wonwoo an incredulous look when he sneaks through the small gap in the metal gates, foot tapping nervously as you stare at him from the other side.

“Wonwoo… I don’t know about this… Can’t we do something else...” You mumble. He rolls his eyes at you jokingly, momentarily adjusting his glasses before he leans over to hold the gap open for you to crawl through. “C’mon, you promised. And I ate you out for an hour and a half while we watched dumb rom-coms.” He deadpans.

That was true.

“Yeah but--but why couldn’t you have asked someone else to come with you?” Whining, you ease through the metal gates, figuring it’d be safer with Wonwoo than waiting outside alone. 

Wonwoo grins at you, helping you dust off your skirt before he starts heading for the abandoned building.

“That’s because everyone else was too scared to come back after I told them I saw a ghost.”

“Then why are we here? Scratch that, why am I here?” You complain.

Wonwoo shoots you a pointed stare as he stops in his tracks.

“Because I want to make sure I really saw a ghost. And because I trust you to not run off without me.”

“Hey there demons, it’s ya boy.” Wonwoo announces to the empty building. His voice echoes as he steps over the broken glass littering the floor - telling you to watch your step as he reaches for your hand. “Can you not call them demons? What if there’s something here?” You harshly whisper back.

Truth be told, this was absolutely not your ideal date for a Friday night but you had promised the tall and handsome idiot that you’d come with him, even if you were slightly regretting it now. “If there’s something here then we have proof ghosts exist!” He whispers back, turning his flashlight on as he guides you further and further into the two-story building.

Every creak sends you into overdrive as your eyes peer into the darkness and Wonwoo’s flashlight seems to be low on battery; only emitting a soft glow that barely does anything to pacify your fears.

“Maybe we should announce we’re here?” He offers.

“Did you not already do that when we walked in? When you called them demons? What else can you possibly say to make them friendly?”

Wonwoo chuckles; feeling your clammy palm gripping onto his a little tighter when he veers off into one of the many rooms. He inspects the room quietly, eyes flitting over the desk and filing cabinets lining the walls. “I mean, maybe we should do it again?” Wonwoo clears his throat, staring into the darkness before speaking.

“Hello? We’re here for the cult stuff?? We saw the ad on craigslist?” He trails off. The panic floods your senses almost immediately at his stupid question. “Are you fucking mad? Cult stuff? We’re looking for fucking ghosts for fucks sake, Wonwoo!” He can only laugh at your panic, still pointing his flashlight in various directions before he starts opening the filing cabinets.

“Hey, calm down a bit. This building hasn’t been abandoned that long! And nobody’s reported any weird stuff about it except for the one time and it was me. If there’s anything here, it’s probably just the raccoons scurrying around.”

It does little to calm your nerves but you accept it for now; pressing up to Wonwoo’s side as he leads you into a different room. “Okay, but if we see anything we’re leaving, like, immediately. Not buts!” You murmur against his shoulder.

Wonwoo nods, stepping into a room that seemed oddly much cleaner than the rest of the building. He spots a table closer to the center of the room, placing his flashlight down onto it before grabbing a small device from his pants pocket. “I brought this radio thing. We should maybe try it and see if we can get anything?” You tilt your head in confusion, eyes finally adjusting to the darkness as you stare back at him.

“What does it do?”

“Well, it scans a bunch of different radio stations really fast and then if there’s a ghost or demon who wants to talk to us, sometimes it can stitch together coherent words. We just ask it questions.” He explains. You nod slowly, jolting when the radio roars to life in the quiet room.

“Fuck, that’s loud!” You exclaim, hands digging into the material of Wonwoo’s cardigan.

“Is there anyone here? Are there any demons here? We’d like to speak to you.” Wonwoo questions. The sound of static and various jumbled noises are all you can make out; no real words or answers coming through. “Is there a ghost here? What happened to you? Why are you trapped here?” He inquires again. This time, however, something floats through the speaker.

“D--did it say… s-spaghetti?” You bite your lip to hold in your laugh, watching as Wonwoo quickly shuts off the radio instead; somewhat embarrassed. “Okay, this thing doesn’t work, and no, it didn’t say spaghetti!” He argues back. “I don’t know, Wonwoo… I think our ghost is hungry.” You laugh out, suddenly a little less scared at how stupid the radio was.

“Okay, okay, let’s go check upstairs. It’s where I think I saw the ghost.”

He leads you up the stairs and into a smaller room filled with boxes, bookshelves, and a metal locker that seemed to have been pushed onto its side; oddly clean just like the last room you’d been in.

“Okay, how long has this place even been abandoned and why do some of the rooms look so okay and others are so fucked?” You ask. Wonwoo sets his things down on the bookshelf, scanning around the small room. Technically, this was the exact room he’d seen the ghost in. 

But unlike the first time, there was nothing offsetting or in the room at all.

“It was just an office building and it’s only been abandoned for a few years so some of the other rooms are still intact. Lots of uni kids throw ragers here since it’s kinda out of town which is why some of the other rooms are so beat up. Some of the doorknobs are also broken so people try to avoid them in case they get locked in.”

A chill runs up your spine at the thought and your first reaction is to shuffle closer to Wonwoo again, wrapping your arms around his slim waist. “Can we go now? Your little ghost friend isn’t here…”

Wonwoo turns around slowly, wrapping his arms around you and hugging you back. “Are you that scared?” He grins, pressing his front to yours as you notice he’s already slightly hard.

“Wonwoo… you cannot be serious.” He lets out a boisterous laugh that seems to echo for ages, backing you into one of the bookshelves that line the wall.

“Tons of people have fucked here before too, y’know. And it’s only you and me out here… and you’re so cute when you’re clingy.” He teases; hands already touching you over your clothes. “So you’re okay with someone or something seeing us like this then?” You retort, already giving in when Wonwoo’s gentle fingertips dance across your skirt’s hemline.

“Why not? We wouldn’t be the first. We can check it off our bucket lists.”

“That’s… true.”

He’s definitely right.

But, regrettably, it takes a lot more foreplay to get you in the mood this time and Wonwoo can sense how on edge you are even when he’s between your legs, eating you out for what seems like hours. He uses a free hand to keep your panties pushed to the side, tongue running up and down your wet folds before he dips it into your entrance.

Your fingers tangle in his hair when he starts lapping at your clit, sucking the nub into his mouth as you bite your lips to keep in your moans.

“You don’t have to do that, y’know. We’re the only ones out here. You can be as loud as you want.” He mumbles against your skin. You nod tentatively, still a little worried that someone would show up unexpectedly. 

But if there’s anything Wonwoo is good at, it was definitely turning your brain into a pile of mush and making you forget your surroundings.

“Oh, f-fuck, please…”

“Mmh?” Wonwoo pulls away slightly, your grip on his hair loosening as he stares up at you.

“Not to be horny in an abandoned building but can you fuck me already? I… I’d ask you to finger me too but… your hands are probably filthy…” Mumbling, you shyly avoid Wonwoo’s slightly judging eyes.

“Okay, get up.”

It’s a simple but stern command as you shuffle off of the sideways metal locker. He replaces you, sitting on it himself before unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. His cock curves against his lower abdomen and you gulp, already imagining the feeling of him deep inside of you.

“You can spit on my cock and sit on it, princess. Since you wanna get fucked so bad.”

The cockiness in his voice has you spiraling as you hurry to sit on his lap, wrapping your arms around his shoulders before the two of you peer down into his lap. Gathering as much saliva in your mouth as you can, you open your mouth as it drips down onto Wonwoo’s cock; mixing with the precum the leaks from the head.

When you deem it enough, you reach down, pulling your panties to the side as Wonwoo helps guide you over his cock. You take a deep breath, positioning him at your entrance before you slowly sink down onto him.

The two of you share a moan when you finally sit down all the way; thankful that Wonwoo was a pro at getting you wet even in a potentially haunted building.

“Hmm, you were so hesitant but you’re so tight and wet around me, sweetheart.” You grind against him, resting your head against his shoulder as he massages your back. The entire thing feels a lot more intimate than you anticipate, all things considered.

“Mmh… you’re just good at making me forget we could get possessed in here, I guess…” Wonwoo’s deep laugh reverberates through your body, sending thrums of arousal down your spine as you clench harder around him. Neither of you make an effort to go any faster; grinding and holding each other close.

But Wonwoo’s body tenses after a few minutes, hands sliding down your waist as you rotate your hips. “I wish we could stay here longer, sweetheart, but we should probably hurry a little, hmm? We can take it back to the house if you’d like.” He offers, watching as you lift yourself up a little, only to slam back down into his lap. The head of his cock taps your g-spot and you mewl, nodding feverishly as you let Wonwoo take control.

“Hold onto me, sweetheart.”

Wonwoo slides his hands under your thighs, gripping them tightly before he stands. Your legs automatically wrap around his waist when he backs you into the bookshelf; his flashlight hitting the floor as he starts fucking into you at a ruthless pace.

“This was cute. You’re so cute when you’re clingy, I have to admit.” He teases. This time, his cock slams into your g-spot with each thrust, toes curling behind his back as your eyes slide shut from the immense pleasure.

“God, W-Wonwoo, puh--please…”

“I know, me too… Don’t worry, I’ll get you there, sweetheart.” He whispers gently, angling his hips better as you whimper. The sound of your moans and his harsh breaths seem to be even louder in the quiet space; although you don’t pay it any attention now that you were so close to cumming. You clench around him, feeling his cock throbbing between your walls.

You feel his lips on yours, swallowing all your moans and cries when you cum unexpectedly; Wonwoo following suit as his hips stutter. His nails dig into your thighs a little harder as he grinds into you, his own muffled moans against your lips.

The bliss pours over your body, milking your orgasm for all its worth until the air returns to your lungs. And Wonwoo works you and himself through it, grinding against you until his own orgasm starts to ebb away.

After a few moments, he pulls away slightly, keeping you pressed into the bookshelf as he catches his breath.

“Full offense b-but we’re n-never talking about this to a-anyone…” You mutter, blinking slowly as Wonwoo’s equally tired eyes meet yours. “Why not? They’d probably be jealous.” He laughs breathily, pulling his hips back as his cock slips from inside of you; your panties sliding back into place. 

You groan as the cum starts to pool onto the material and Wonwoo gives it another second before he gently lets you down onto your feet.

“I… can’t say anyone I know would be jealous about what we just did… I also think we need a massive disinfection once we get back. Also, I’m kinda hungry now too...” Your lips press into a firm line, watching as Wonwoo rebuttons his pants. He fishes into his back pocket once he’s done, pulling out a small bag.

“I’ve got some peanuts?”

“Um… no… I can… wait.” A sweet gesture, nonetheless.

Wonwoo picks up his discarded flashlight once the two of you are presentable, reaching a hand out that you take. “We can stop by the 24-hour diner on the way back and then take a shower at the house. You can spend the night, since I’m betting you’re still a ‘lil scared, huh?” You nod shyly, pressing into his side as he slowly leads you out of the room and back into the hallway.

He leads you down the stairs, checking the doors and rooms that line the hallway on the way out.

The two of you reach the main entrance soon enough; a relieved sigh leaving your lips when Wonwoo opens the door for the two of you to exit.

You all but skip to the metal gates, waiting for him to hold it open as you crawl past it.

“Are you disappointed?” Wonwoo glances down at you for a second, humming at your question. “That we didn’t find a ghost?” You nod.

His jaw clenches as he watches you dust off your skirt once more; watching as you turn to face him under the moonlight. He steps through the gap in the metal gates as well, linking your fingertips with his as he guides you back to the car.

In all honesty, the only reason why he had suggested the two of you hurry was because he did see something maybe scamper across the hallway. He figured it was probably just a raccoon though, even if it was too big to be a raccoon. And it looked like it had long hair, and human legs.

Not that he would tell you that.

“Nah. Ghosts probably aren’t real anway.”

#wonwoo smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #wonwoo scenarios #wonwoo imagines #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #svt imagines #svt scenarios #wonwoo #wonwoo fic #svt fic

[gojosoath]

Wilted Grace — Nanami/Gojo Fic

MINORS DON’T INTERACT! // 18+ ONLY!

pairing: nanami kento x gojo satoru x fem!reader (uses she/her pronouns) x poly relationship

genre: romance x angst x smut x polyamory x AU (no sorcerer stuff in this au, nanami and gojo are just normal dudes living in a normal world, lol)

warnings: SA x smut x a bit of an age gap (everyone is a consenting adult fyi) x explicit language

Summary: (AU) The story follows Y/N, Nanami and Gojo in a polyamorous relationship; the three of them navigating the new dynamic relationship for the first time in their lives. The three of them begin exploring aspects both emotionally and sexually, finding themselves on a complex journey of facing their inner demons and also healing themselves.

DO NOT REPOST/COPY MY WORKS ANYWHERE ELSE. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ©gojosoath  

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a/n: I overthought this chapter way too much. No matter what I did, I couldn’t seem to be 100% satisfied with it. Anyways, hope you guys enjoy it. Feedback is deeply appreciated! :) 

Part 2: Reservation for Two (wc: 2.4k) 

Nanami had practically spit out his coffee when he saw you already suggested the two of you meet up in person. He wasn’t sure if this is usually how fast dating app messages go. He reminded himself, then again, the whole point of dating apps was about getting together in person and getting to know each other. He couldn’t pinpoint why exactly he was freaking out about setting up a date with you when he’s been on blind dates that were set up by his sister, mom, and even Gojo. Nanami always went to those blind dates feeling like he needed to get them over with, he always left them with a weight off his shoulders. 

Nanami set his coffee mug down, he already opened up your message and felt he needed to respond now instead of later. He didn’t want to leave you on read and think he wasn’t interested anymore. What was the difference? Getting to know someone through a screen or in person. He preferred to meet someone in person and responding to your message would be to go down that path. Nanami braces himself and types out a response to you;

Nanami: Thank you for sharing your hobbies. Sure, we can set aside a time and day to have dinner together. When are your free times?

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1 week later

“Do you think you two will end up fucking tonight?”

You gave your roommate a wide eye look, “Chloe, we need to make sure I don’t get kidnapped first. One step at a time.”

Chloe is applying their liner in the mirror, pausing to take a look at the process so far, “Okay, but if he doesn’t kidnap you, do you think you two will have sex or no?”

You finished putting in your earrings, “I don’t know!” You exclaimed, moving over to your bed and shoving last-minute items into your bag like your chapstick, wallet, and a pocket-sized mirror. “I usually like to take things slow and let stuff happen naturally, you know?”

Chloe turns around in her seat to look at you, “The pictures you showed me of him, he was so fucking hot.” 

You couldn’t hold back the smile appearing on your lips, “He is very hot, yes. But, you never know, he could be a misogynistic, narcissistic psychopath.” 

Chloe comes over to your side and hands you one of their perfume bottles, “We’ll find out tonight, then.” 

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Nanami decided on a plain gray tie to go with his black button-up shirt. He opens up the drawer in his walk-in closet and chooses his favorite wristwatch, one he had last year as a birthday gift from his mom. He had his blonde hair gelled and combed in his usual business attire, and he decided at the last minute to go without his glasses and put his contacts in. He was always slightly conscious of the way he looked without his glasses as his dark circles were much more noticeable without them. 

Nanami had made a reservation for the two of you at a restaurant that was a ten-minute drive from his place. You told him during the planning of your guys’ messages that you’d be able to make it to the restaurant on your own. Nanami appreciated your already assertive and clear communication, telling him your available times to meet up with dinner that fit your class schedule and that you’ve already got the transportation covered to go back to your place.

Nanami double-checked everything, his outfit, hair, cologne. He’s used to having the jitters before dates, but this one seemed amped up. He knew the reason being that you two met through a dating app and the eight-year age gap. Plus, it’s been four years since he was in a long-term relationship, and that was with Julia. He couldn’t help but feel he was getting too old for dating, for meeting new people. After most of his dates the past years that never went anything beyond a first date, he couldn’t help but drown himself into his office work. He’d always stay overtime at the office, head stuffed between paperwork and multiple computer screens, overloading on caffeine. He wanted to keep himself busy, it’s why he would usually fall asleep while reading something on his tablet or a book in bed. 

Nanami slipped his wallet into the pocket of his blazer and grabbed his car keys. He didn’t realize he had forgotten his phone back in his room until he had made it to the elevator. As he walked back to his room, he said to himself, “Get yourself together, Nanami.”

┅

Nanami arrived at the restaurant early. He did this intentionally, as his nervousness put pressure on him to not mess this first date up. He arrived at the restaurant thirty minutes earlier than the original set date time you two had decided on. He told the greeter that he had a reservation for two and he was guided to his table. The restaurant had cozy fairy lights that went around the ceilings, and tall plants placed in the corner of the room. The tables were covered with a white cloth and in the middle were several fake candles and vines. Nanami wasn’t much of a drinker, to begin with, he only drank when it was at employee dinners when the boss was present. And even then, he’d only take a few sips and call it day. The waiter offered Nanami wine but Nanami kindly refused as you were still not of age to legally be drinking. 

A few minutes after the planned date time and you arrived at the restaurant. Nanami was looking at the menu but not reading anything. It wasn’t until Nanami heard the waiter by him that he realized you had arrived. Nanami immediately stood up and greeted you with a small bow of his head. 

“Good evening, Y/N,” He lowered his gaze. 

You extended your arm out to him and Nanami took it, giving you a gentle handshake, “Hi, Nanami. So glad to see you,” You gave him a confident, pretty smile and sat down in your seat. 

The first thought that came to Nanami’s head seeing you for the first time in person was; She’s much more beautiful in person. He thought you looked stunning in your simple dress that came down to your shins. The dress had spaghetti straps and was a deep purple, it hugged your figure in all the right places. Nanami wanted to hide his face behind the menu when another thought crept into his mind; She’s got nice tits.

Nanami shoved the thought to the side, and cleared his throat, “You can look through the menu and see what you want. Take your time.”

You set your chin in your hands and continued to give him a pretty smile, “I already know what I want. I have a habit of looking at the menu before eating somewhere.” 

Nanami gives you a small nod, “Sounds wonderful. I’ve eaten here before, I usually stick with the same thing.”

“So,” You gushed, “I’ll be honest with you, you’re very handsome, Nanami.”

Nanami looked like he had just seen you transform into an angel, “Oh, uh…thank you, Y/N. I apologize…” he slightly tugs at his tie, “I wasn’t expecting that comment, but I appreciate it.” Nanami flips through the menu and then adds sheepishly, “You’re very pretty yourself, Y/N.”

You didn’t seem shy from his compliment at all, “Whatever you want to know about me, just ask,” you lean back in your chair, not breaking eye contact with him. The waiter arrives and asks if you two are ready to order, the two of you do so. Once the waiter leaves, you’re the one to resume the conversation. “How long have you worked in an office setting?”

“Since I’ve graduated college, I majored in business and marketing.”

You raise your eyebrows, “I get the feeling you’ve got too much personality to work in an office setting.”

Nanami was thrown off guard by your comment, “How so?”

You lightly shrug your shoulders, “I don’t know, you just give me the feeling that you chose the easiest career choice. Is there anyone out there that actually enjoys business?”

This earned an unexpected, small laugh from Nanami, he couldn’t help it, you were right. There’s no way anyone would enjoy such a corrupted and depressing subject. The business was all about selfishly bringing as much profit to the company you worked at as possible; no matter how dirty the process is to get there. 

“What about you?” Nanami asks, “What are you majoring in?”

“Graphic designing,” You said, “I know there’s a heavy business to graphic designing, but I enjoy the freedom of expression you’re able to do digitally. Well, when you’re able to have the freedom of expression.”

Nanami nods his head and then says, “I feel that we should address our age gap.”

“I agree.”

Nanami begins, “I’ve never been with anyone as young as you. The youngest I’ve been with someone was only by a year.”

“You’re my first.”

“What?” He asked, blinking. 

“You’re my first date, ever.”

“I thought you said you’ve had experience with dating apps.”

“I’ve been on dating apps,” You clarified, “but it never went anything beyond messaging. Didn’t seem to go further than that. I wasn’t allowed to date in my household.”

Nanami is panicking on the inside by what you just revealed to him; this was your first ever date?! He had to make sure it was a good date, no, a perfect date. But why would you choose someone this much older to be your first date? For your first date, you were pretty damned charismatic and seemed relaxed. Nanami remembers his first date that was when he was a sophomore in high school and he was a nervous wreck. No, Nanami felt terrified, if this was your first date, it shouldn’t be with someone like him, it should be someone in one of your classes. Someone you meet at a frat party or someone your friend sets up with.

“Are you sure you want someone like me to be your first date?” Nanami finds himself asking you.

You think for a moment, “Hmm,” You set both of your elbows onto the table, “I mean, I’m already here, might as well see how it goes.”

Nanami feels like the room is getting smaller, feeling appalled with himself that he even went through with this. Why did he even decide to get on a dating app in the first place? He suddenly wanted to get up and leave, pretending this never happened. He had never swiped on your profile when you came on his feed or messaged you back. Before Nanami can open his mouth to suggest the both of you head on home, you’re inquiring more about him.

“You said you like to bake, you like sweets?”

Nanami nodded his head, “Yes, I do.”

“What kind?”

“Cupcakes, pies, brownies…those are several I can think of off the top of my head.”

“Do you like living in the city?”

“I do, do you?”

“I love it, I want to do more exploring. I’m not from here.”

“Where are you from?” 

“About several hours from the city.” 

“What made you want to come to the city?”

“The beautiful city, I can’t do small towns like the one I’ve lived throughout my whole life. They’re boring and feel suffocating. Do you do a lot of exploring?”

Nanami shrugs his shoulders, “I mostly work.”

“Work? But don’t you get weekends off?”

“I do.”

“What do you do then?”

“Clean, cook, sometimes I’ll go for walks.”

“You and I should explore the city, get you out there more.”

Nanami feels his stomach flutter lightly, he cannot pinpoint why. You don’t look away from him, from the looks of it, you don’t seem nervous at all. He thinks back to what Gojo said, asking him if you were into older men. 

“Are you attracted to…older guys?”

You take a sip from your drink, “No, I never imagined myself swiping on someone your age. To be honest…” You set your drink down and for the first time in the night, you seemed flustered, “I was hesitant on going through with this date.”

“I don’t take any offense,” Nanami reassures you, “I was very nervous, myself.”

You let out a soft chuckle, “Well, it’s good to hear that we’re both being cautious with this. Don’t worry, I’m not looking for a daddy or anything like that with this.” 

Nanami looks down to hide his smile, “Noted.” 

The rest of the date goes smoothly, the two of you eat your food and talk about other things that come naturally. Nanami likes that you’re talkative and that you ask a lot of questions. When it comes to paying for the meal, Nanami insists on paying for both of you, but you don’t accept it. In the end, the two of you end up splitting the bill. When it’s time to say goodbye, the two of you are outside of the restaurant. You have your coat on which you pull to wrap around yourself and Nanami can’t help but find this cute.

“It was a pleasure finally meeting you, Y/N.”

You smile at him, “You too, Nanami. I had a really good time, thank you for giving me such a sweet first date.”

Nanami feels his cheeks become warm at your comment, “Thank you for a good dinner and date as well.”

You tilt your head to the side, “I’ll message you, okay?” 

Nanami nods his head, “Let me know when you get back to your place safely.”

You bite your bottom lip and look away as you ask him, “Can we hug?”

Nanami is surprised by your question, he responds with, “Yes, if you want to.”

“I do,” You stay in your place and realize just how stiff Nanami is. So you’re the first one to spread your arms and he finally steps towards you and wraps his arms around you. His arms get wrapped around your shoulders, your head coming up to his chest. Your arms are linked around his torso, and you’re engulfed in his cologne and scent. He smells fucking amazing, for a split moment, you think you’re seeing stars. The hug is brief but still cute. You notice the way Nanami seemed nervous hugging you whereas you gave his torso a light squeeze before the two of you stepped back. 

“Talk to you later!” You call out to him as you make your way to the parking lot where Chloe is parked in their car waiting for you.

Nanami waves at you and sheepishly goes to where his car is parked as well and when he finally gets into his car, he covers his face with his hands hoping you didn’t notice the way his cheeks had become a flushed pink. 

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