#also i’m so proud of this i acc don’t know how this happened

[aureatchi]

.🕷.𖥔 ݁ ˖ WHAT A SCAREDY CAT ! — nakahara chuuya

“aw, poor baby. movie too scary, doll?” “shut up chuuya.”

a/n. it’s spooky szn !! so of course i need to write something fit for the occasion…so,, why not do it w my fav ginger-haired!

info. fem!reader. fluff. lowercase ✎. profanities. horror movies, drinking, small argument. it gets suggestive sjwsj, neck kissing. wc. 1.9k

“oh, this is so cute.” 

you and your lover both shared an eye for aesthetics. that’s why you gazed so proudly at the coffee table in front of you when you stepped back to see the finished product—the rounded table was filled to the curved edges with your favorite takeout meal, bowls of junk sweets to indulge in after, popcorn, two wine glasses, and accompanying of course, a bottle of wine. other than the food, there were two lit candles to set the ambiance of the space, and a jack-o-lantern chuuya had carved himself. 

all were organized beside each other to make it look like it came out of a pinterest post.

“i agree,” chuuya replied with a smug smile, also proud of your combined work. he joined you on the side. 

you grabbed your digital camera resting on your couch and took a picture of the cozy scene. 

“before it all gets ruined,” you chuckled. 

chuuya then took the camera, turning the lens towards the both of you. 

“let’s take a few together,” he said, wrapping an arm around your shoulder to pose. you and chuuya were also wearing matching pajamas: black tees and halloween themed pants. 

“okay!” 

click! click! click! 

the trio included a picture of you holding up a heart with your hands as chuuya’s arm encased around you, a picture of you turned towards him with your arms around his neck (you realized the flash was very bright), and one more of you kissing his cheek. 

“awh!” you widely grinned as you looked through them, giggling to yourself when you noticed how the camera captured chuuya’s conspicuous blush in the last photo. 

“what’chu laughing at?” he asked, looking over your shoulder. 

“nothing, it’s just cute,” you replied, putting your camera away. “can we eat now?” 

“yeah,” he replied, motioning towards the snug sofa nuzzled with your cushiest of blankets.

you enveloped them around you as chuuya grabbed the remote control to browse movies on the tv. 

RANKED #1 HORROR MOVIE THIS YEAR!

“wanna watch this?” chuuya asked, hovering the selection over the movie. “i just realized we’ve never watched a horror movie together.” 

“yeah, if you want me screaming and retreating on your lap every five minutes.” 

“exactly,” he replied, smirking. “that would be nice⎯”

“too bad. i was joking. i don’t get scared easily.” 

you held an opposing smirk back, but in reality, you did get agitated easily, especially when jumpscares were involved. but you felt stubborn and didn’t want to give what chuuya wanted, so you decided to take it on as a challenge. 

and he seemed to sense your game too. “better not catch ya lying, doll. there’s consequences for everything.” 

“what do you mean by that?” you asked, your face heating up, but he gave no answer to your avail. now you really had a challenge. 

“…whatever. i don’t need to know anyway. i’m not getting scared.” 

“hm,” chuuya said as he clicked on the movie. up popped a screen with the synopsis of the two-hour film, including all of the content warnings. 

…murder, blood, sudden jumpscares…

oh shoot.

chuuya pressed play, and immediately, the movie started.

…

the first twenty minutes were actually okay. there hadn’t been anything too much to frighten you yet⎯eerie music, corporate workers, and dark rooms were the only thing you had seen so far. 

“damn, when does this good?” chuuya mumbled, finishing eating the last of your main course. 

you were glad things hadn’t been intimidating to you so far. but you also knew your lover was awaiting for something to happen, something to cause him to win.

that wasn’t going to happen. 

you were snacking on the bucket of popcorn when suddenly, a creepy humanoid creature engulfed the screen, accompanied by a petrifying sound. there was no way to see that coming⎯there was no warning. you couldn’t help but squeal and jump slightly on the couch, the bucket of popcorn following. luckily, it wasn’t so much that it fell and made a mess. 

“o-oh shoot! chuuya, i thought i saw a spider!” you said right after the moment passed, turning your head and making it look like you were searching the cushions for a spider. you knew he was watching for your reaction the entire time. 

“spider, yeah?” chuuya asked, amused. “nice excuse, sweetheart.” 

you crossed your arms. “okay! that was a mild reaction! i didn’t jump on you so that doesn’t count.” 

“scared yet?” 

“nope!” you popped the p. yet, a shiver went down your spine.

you continued watching the movie. more horror started to seep in, grisly scenes causing unease. you weren’t sure if you preferred those drawn-out sights to the jumpscares, but you could hide your reactions better with the former. you hadn’t seen any more sudden clips yet, thankfully. 

“yikes,” you and chuuya said when a corpse got shot multiple times even after they already died and then mutilated. 

“i’m opening the wine,” chuuya said about an hour and thirty minutes into the movie. 

“alright,” you replied, not opposing. you probably even supported it. maybe if you drank a little, you wouldn’t scare so easy.

especially because you could feel the plot’s climax approaching. you were already suffocating a couple of pillows on your lap in anxiousness. 

chuuya poured the glasses and handed one to you. you quietly finished yours quickly so you could have it refilled. 

“oh shit!” you shouted when the main character suddenly made a super stupid decision⎯as you probably did too by pretending that you didn’t spooked⎯of course resulting in a chase by the disgusting creature that popped out of nowhere earlier. you clutched the pillows even harder, but you couldn’t take your eyes off the screen. you needed to prove to chuuya you weren’t lying to him. 

the wine was not strong enough against the fear-fueled adrenaline that surged through you, paralleling the intensifying background music. 

stupid chuuya. he made sure the volume was cinema-loud. it did not help trying to drown out the creepy atmosphere that engulfed the entire room. 

the figure suddenly appeared in front of the protagonist with a dramatic scream.

“AHH!” you screamed too, but immediately bit down on your hand right after. 

but then it happened again. the main character turned a corner, and it popped up again, even more disturbing than the last time. 

“AHHH!” 

you screamed again, jumping on chuuya to try and bury your face on his neck. your heart was racing from the images you had seen. 

but he had other plans. 

“aw, poor baby. movie too scary, doll?” 

“shut up chuuya!” you replied, yet you still gripped tightly on his shirt. 

but then, chuuya pushed you off of him.  

“chuuya!” you tried to climb back on him, but something was preventing you from making contact with his skin. 

“…are you using gravity manipulation?!”

“i thought you said you wouldn’t get scared,” he taunted with a smirk. “eyes on the screen, brave girl.” 

“you’re so mean!” you shouted, but faced back toward the tv. he had even gone out of his way to use his ability to turn your own words against yourse⎯

“AHHH! WHATTHEFUCK!” 

you were already screaming as the creature finally caught the main character, but you weren’t alone as chuuya cursed and pulled you on top of him, horrified.

“DAMMIT. what the hell was THAT?” 

“put us down, we’re FLOATING!” you cried. it didn’t help at all that you were both scared and floating above all solid surface, even though it was only about three feet.

“s-shit, sorry!” 

he rested the both of you down on the sofa once again. you had missed most of the eerie epilogue, but you didn’t really care when your brain had now conjured a new character for your nightmares. 

chuuya poured the last of the bottle’s contents into your glasses and handed you yours. you finished the cherry-red liquid instantly to try to get some relief. 

you turned towards chuuya right after to see that he had done the same. and then, you broke out laughing. 

the ginger-haired raised an eyebrow and glared back at you as you continued to stare at him and snicker.

“i-i didn’t know YOU were a scaredy cat,” you tried to speak, but it was hard when you were overcome by laughter. your stomach was hurting and your chest was heaving, but you couldn’t stop. 

“shut up!” he shouted. 

“i-i can’t!” you replied, continuing to laugh. “how ironic⎯it’s one thing for me, but the port mafia executive? getting scared?!” 

you were only silenced when chuuya had pulled you on his waist once again. 

“if you didn’t think you were in trouble for lying, you definitely are now.” 

you immediately stopped, staring into his eyes. you had forgotten about his temper.

“wait, i’m sorry!” but your apology was futile because you were immediately lifted once again but this time, higher and alone.

“put me down, chuuya, i’m sorry!” you screamed, about eleven feet off of the floor. you really hated his ability sometimes.

“why should i?!” he observed you from the couch, trying to grab onto something but stuck inside a sphere of air. he would never try to hurt you, even while he was mad, but currently, his ego had been offended by your words.

“i was joking, chuu! i didn’t actually mean it⎯i promise! i’m sorry, i’ll make it up to you.”

you were slowly lowered, relieved once your legs hit the couch.

“i’m sorry,” he said, quietly after you had made sure you could stand on floor again. “i got carried away, plus you weren’t wrong.” he sighed at the confession.

“it’s okay,” you replied, straddling his lap. “that just makes the two of us scaredy cats. i think that’s cute.” you booped him on the nose.

“but you’re the bigger one,” chuuya provoked.

“no! you are!”

“you are!”

“you are!”

“who’s the one on my lap?” he asked, moving a piece of your hair out of your face as he smirked. “just as she foreshadowed earlier too?”

“shut up,” you replied, but he had gotten you where he wanted in the end. “want a trophy or something?”

“no, you’re just gonna make it up to me now.“

he pulled you closer, and kissed you softly, seeing if your reaction would allow him to continue.

you pulled back. “if this is what i have to do, that’s easy.” you leaned back in and resumed the kiss, lifting your hands to play with chuuya’s hair. you could still taste the wine on his lips⎯it made you feel even more high combined with the tension between you two as he kissed you deeper.

he pulled back for the both of you to catch breath and then spoke.

“you’re funny if you think that’s it, doll.”

he moved one of his hands to move your hair away from your neck and the other to cup your cheek on the opposite side.

he started kissing there, and then, sucking.

“…chuuya?”

“this is for lying to me,” he said, focusing on the spot. once he was done, he moved to another.

“and for making fun of me.” he sucked again, until your neck had two new red marks.

“…keep going.”

“yeah? want more?”

“yes. it helps me not think of that scary murderer in the movie.” chuuya laughed.

“alright, i’ll help take the scaredy cat’s mind off of the things that bring her fear.”

“hey! stop calling me th⎯”

you were silenced as he went back to what he was doing, until your entire neck was filled with shades of red.

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[yukidragon]

I heard Jack has a family, I only know his parents' name (Rise & Shine) But i dont know his sister's name since I'm only new of this fandom, I dont know much their personality, how they looked like or his parents' backstories too or even what jack and his sister looked like or personality since they were kids. (since i heard Jambeebot taken down SDJ drawings in their twitter acc :'( )

But What if Jack's family met reader/alice or Jack introduced his parents to reader/alice?

What do you think Jack's family interactions towards alice/reader or what do they think towards to alice/reader

I would love to hear your thoughts or headcanons, also i love your SDJ Fanfics too <3

Thank you so much for saying so. It makes me happy to know that you love my stories. 💖

Welcome to the fandom! Happy to have you join us. 🎉

Jack’s extended family are part of the SunnyTime Town AU, also known as the STT AU. This isn’t to be confused with the universe for Something’s Wrong with Sunny Day Jack, where Jack is just a character Joseph/[Redacted] played. In STT AU, Jack is a real person who happens to be a clown, living in SunnyTown, as opposed to CoudyTown. It's primarily a comedy AU based off a world filled with clowny characters. Here’s a couple of images Sauce/Jambeebot did for it, including ones that explain more details about it.

Oh, before I go into the images, I will emphasize that Jambeebot/Sauce’s art is not mine, and I really hope you support them on their official Sunny Day Jack twitter, Patreon, and/or kickstarter! They work super hard to create this content for all of us to enjoy, so I wanted to emphasize the credit to them since I’m showing their publicly released artwork.

Also, while I’m on the topic, please don’t repost the private patreon-exclusive art. I’ve seen some people reposting art from the patreon in the tags, and even if it’s cropped, that’s not okay. Doing that is not supporting Sauce/Jambeebot; that’s costing them money that could be spent helping them be financially secure and allow them to make the game without worrying about their livelihood.

Oh, and I almost forgot the obligatory tags for @channydraws and @earthgirlaesthetic. If you want to get tagged when I make the next headcanon post, just let me know!

Thanks for listening, now onto Sauce’s beautiful art and lovely STT AU.

And since you were interested in seeing Jack and his big sis Daisy Chain Jane as kids, as well as getting a look at what little we’ve seen of Rise and Shine’s backstories, I shall deliver.

I’m still working on Alice’s clownsona as it were for the STT AU. I do have her name sorted out though - Aurorabori Alice.

Yes, I feel quite proud of that pun.

Alice (and MC in general) would be the newcomer to SunnyTown who Jack feels an immediate attraction to. Jack is well liked by everybody, and is always friendly, but he’s especially drawn to Alice, wanting to befriend her and spend as much time with her as possible.

Also, despite this AU being very lighthearted and comedy based... yanderes still exist here too, and Jack inherited quite a lot of traits from his dad...

The intensity of these feelings for Alice(/MC) are new and... more than a little unnerving, even to Jack. He’s never felt this way before about anyone. He aches for her in a way that is so strong, he is rather frightened of himself, and too ashamed to tell anybody that he feels this way. He didn’t realize that something was missing from his life until he met Alice, and now that he knows just how warm sunshine can be, the thought of living without her feels dark and cold, even though he’s surrounded by friends and family who love him.

Despite these new frightening desires, Jack won’t force anything on Alice. How could he do that to someone he loves so deeply? It would snuff out her light and ruin her. No, all he can do is keep these feelings hidden and love her with all his heart. Hopefully, if he does everything right, she’ll eventually love him too. There’s no one else in the world who could love her more than he does. It’s impossible, not with feelings as strong as this...

As for Alice... she just thinks Jack is very friendly. Anytime she suspects that he might be flirting with her or that his feelings might be anything but platonic, her best friend Honey Bunny is quick to remind her that Jack is just a very friendly person, which is why everyone loves him, and he probably isn’t interested in getting a partner since he’s never had one before at his age.

Though Honey doesn’t realize Jack simply never felt anything for anyone the way Alice did.

Yes, this is the same Honey Bunny puppet that’s from Alice’s concept sheet. Like Buddy can change from a belt to a person, Honey can change from a puppet into a person.

There’s a theory that when Buddy changes into a human, Jack turns into a belt, though there are also pictures of the two of them human together (including a very spicy one). Still, if Honey and Buddy’s situations with their respective pals are similar, then it means Alice would have a puppet form she can transform into. I’d probably have to design it when I finally draw her STT AU self.

Honey has good intentions about steering Alice away from Jack’s affections. Alice moved to SunnyTown to get a fresh start after she had a rough time with a former suitor who may or may not be Ian’s clownsona. (Naturally, things won’t wind up as toxic for the breakup as they did in the SDJ universe.) Honey wants to protect her best friend from heartache, but might be a bit overprotective at times.

On the other side of the coin, you have Buddy serving to encourage Jack and give him, at times kind of off the wall advice, but he means well too. Naturally, this causes Buddy and Honey to come into conflict a lot, as Buddy is trying to be Jack’s wingman, and Honey is trying to be Jack’s cockblocker.

One solid image I have is of when Alice and Jack start getting closer despite Honey’s interference, Buddy (in human form) drags off Honey by her ears or tail (also in human form) to give them alone time.

Yes, Honey still has rabbit ears and a tail in her human form. How can I resist? Plus it’s not like Buddy doesn’t have unusual anatomy too...

Oh, speaking of that part of him, in this version of the STT AU with Alice, Honey and Buddy wind up going from antagonists to, ahem, quite a bit more. They fight, and it turns into spice. Jack and Alice are going to walk in on them and get quite a shock to see them making out.

Naturally, in a general MC version of the STT AU, there wouldn’t be a Honey Bunny, so it’d be up to the respective person writing their take on the AU to decide how the relationship with Jack goes and what obstacles there are.

Jack is very likely to introduce his family to Alice right away. Jane seems like the type of nosy big sister who would insist on meeting the girl who Jack can’t stop talking about. Mama Shine and Papa Rise would obviously be curious as well.

Rise would also suspect that Jack might be taking after him in a certain way and discreetly give his son tips on how to keep from scaring away his sunshine. After all, Rise would never allow anyone to take Shine away from him, and why would he force his son to suffer without that addicting sunlight in his life?

Shine is a sweet mama type, very energetic, loud, and talkative. She would be the first to greet Alice after Jack introduces the family, likely with a big friendly hug, and would gush about how her son always speaks so highly of Alice, much to Jack’s embarrassment when she starts giving examples.

Alice, in return, would be happy to meet her new friend’s family and very happy that they like her. She wouldn’t be nervous about meeting them since she wouldn’t realize that she’s meeting her future in-laws. She would see where Jack gets his friendly and kind personality from when meeting them.

Honey might insist on coming along to the instruction if possible. She’ll be seeing right through Jack’s intentions and want to make sure things stay strictly platonic, though she will be friendly and wind up liking the family more than she thought she would.

How the family would feel about a general MC really depends on the different MCs and their personalities. From the aspect of how they feel about someone Jack is obviously in love with, they’re happy for him that he found someone who makes him feel that way. As long as they’re a good person for someone as sweet as Jack, they’ll welcome them with open arms.

Opinions on Alice specifically are as follows...

Shine thinks Alice is a very sweet girl, and is very considerate of Jack, which is ideal in a partner for her son. Alice is not terribly talkative, but that’s not a problem at all. After all, her loving husband is nonverbal. What’s important is that Alice is kind to Jack and even at this early friendship stage, she can see the hints of budding romantic feelings towards Jack forming from Alice’s end too.

Rise has a general friendly reaction to Alice initially, then is quietly surprised and pleased to learn that she knows sign language and can hold an actual nonverbal conversation with him. That certainly wins her a few points in his book. The more he learns about her, the more he can see what Jack sees in her and he approves.

Yes, Alice knows ASL in the SDJ universe too. (As well as the other AUs with her.)

Jane is a bit more of a wild card when it comes to Alice. She both likes Alice right away, but also sees an opportunity to playfully tease such an easily flustered person, as well as her little brother. She’s friendly and ultimately ships Alice and Jack, but is going to give them both a hard time with it and mercilessly tease Jack at every opportunity.

Opinions from the family about Honey Bunny are generally positive as well, as it’s easy to recognize she’s just looking out for a friend. Shine would probably try to give her advice to take it easy sometimes though. Jane would find it hilarious that Jack is getting cockblocked and use it as teasing fuel. Rise would see Honey as a potential problem, but is keeping hands off from interfering, as it’s a minor issue and Jack needs to learn how to deal with people who would keep his sunshine away.

Buddy is nebulous in that he’s a close enough friend to Jack that he’s practically family, so I’ll give his opinions as well. He likes Alice right away. She’s friendly, nice, and she greets him along with Jack even when he’s a belt at the time, which a lot of people forget to do. He is totally on board with helping Jack win her over.

As for Honey Bunny... as far as Buddy is concerned, she’s obnoxious, annoying, but cute, and fun to tease. The latter feelings develop into a more, ahem, friendly type of teasing down the road.

In the STT AU, Alice would probably be the new arts and crafts teacher at Jack’s schoolhouse, which gives them plenty of time to interact, and plenty of time for Jack to give her lovestruck looks from afar as he watches her teach the kids and play with them.

Also, in a nod to the lore I went with for Sunshine in Hell, Alice would sometimes give puppet show presentations at the library with the help of her friend Honey Bunny. Cloudy-Belle Sue just might wind up being her cousin in fact, given Alice’s hair is kind of cloud-like and fluffy, which is similar to Sue’s hairstyle. In this situation, it would be Sue introducing Alice and Jack to help her cousin get used to the town and make friends.

Naturally, Sue and the rest of the SunnyTime Crew are going to help Jack get together with Alice. They’re his friends after all, and Alice is a sweet girl, though Sue will caution Jack to take it slow since she’s had her heart broken before.

For a general MC, the crew would no doubt ship Jack with his sunshine regardless since he’s so happy with them. Whether they’re related to any of the other crew members is up to the individual MC’s backstory, of course.

Oh, wow, this really ran away from me, didn’t it? That’s about all I have for now of the STT AU. If you want to hear about the AphroDesia crossover AU’s versions of the family and their opinions of/interactions with Alice, let me know, since things are a liiittle bit different in the mafia AU.

Thanks again for sending the ask. I hope you found my thoughts entertaining and that these images from Jambeebot helped you learn a bit more about the SunnyTime Town AU!

#Sunny Day Jack #Something's Wrong With Sunny Day Jack #swwsdj #sdj #SunnyTime Town #STT AU #Ask #Headcanon Ramblings #Sauce-y Art #My Art #SunnyTime Town AU

[pumpkinstrawbrew]

Out of curiosity, thoughts on Scriddler?

i thought, that one day, i’d might be asked this lol. 

i’ll be frank, the nature of popularity of that ship kinda confuses me to this day. not in irked sense, i just generally was surprised to see so much stuff for them. like, i don’t remember them interacting in anything, that i’ve watched / read. which tbh, doesn’t say much, since i’m very picky about what i engage with, when it comes to superhero media outlets. so maybe, it did happen somewhere an’ i just didn’t see it. i remember casually browsing a few of accs, who shipped it, curious, if they had some specific comic strip or cut scenes from the game, which depict those two together an’ that’s what lead them to idea of this ship. but i saw nothing of sorts. an’ it’s not a problem, naturally. but for me, an outsider, who ships a completely different thing, it was a bit puzzling. just how it came to be this broad, if there wasn’t any huge kickstarter. or well, not the one, that i’ve glimpsed. 

either way, i’ll begin with saying scriddler doesn’t personally work for me. nor does it have smth, that i seek in my otps. with this in mind, i have no intention to belittle anyone with what will follow below. it’s just my own whimsical outlook on it, based on many individual criteria, that might be vastly different for others, who see things in that ship, that i’m incapable of. similar to how i see things in my rare ships, that i know would make many folks quirk a brow as to why ‘that’s even a thing’. 

now, about jon an’ edward. a pair that might sound good on paper, depending on what you include in said paper, but for me it’s like putting a hardcore dnd fan into a pit with hardcore bookworm, an’ expect them to get along swell, just bc they’re both outcasts. ignoring how the first one is more show-offish an’ loudly proud of his abilities, an’ the other one is kinda shut-in with occasional god complex lol. one of them tends to throw ugly tantrums, the other one prone to meltdowns. both are sociopaths, who have little understanding of ‘how to human’, unless they need to pretend *for small periods of time*. 

in short, i cannot see them having enough patience to handle one another in almost 95% of their interactions. i can’t imagine antisocial, snappy jonathan to be able to tolerate edward’s endless need for praise an’ attention. more so, i struggle to picture jon even knowing how to react in those situations, or being willing to put aside a book, an’ listen to nygma’s newest scheme, if he’s not in the mood for it. or see edward going along with whatever crane has cooked up *some fear plan*, if he already has his own in drafting. it doesn’t help, that they’re also a slightly different ‘breed’ of villains too. 

indeed, they’re both operate more on intellectual level vs brute force *not without use of it tho*, but where riddler’s tick is the actual level of intelligence or level of knowledge, the scarecrow is a mindrape kind of villain. nygma likes building traps an’ labyrinths, giving quests an’ a chance to ‘win’, even if it’s all be a faux in the end. jonathan, on other hand, is mix between being sadistic an’ pragmatic. they both want / need a very different things *usually*, when they kick bruce or whoever else around. or in other words, they’re kinda useless to each other’s obsessions an’ it’s hard to imagine them functionally combining their efforts, without smth going wrong or one of them getting pissed off at the other. which was one of few reasons why jonathan got fed up with the joker, when they had their team-up *during the bane era*. crane doesn’t play well with others, an’ he also has a short temper, when someone keeps doing things, that he views as useless or silly. an’ nygma being prideful as he is, most likely won’t just swallow jon’s critic, esp bc he would have some of his own stored as well. neither of them is actually a team player. so here goes their supposed villain team up for me, like even from a technical aspect. they don't strike me as villains, who can have buddy-buddy relationships, even in part bc of their 'big personalities'.

an’ circling back to their obsessions, it’s pretty much a core of their persona. the root of their disease an’ addiction. an’ also a thing, that usually pushes them to engage with anyone in a meaningful way at all *at the very beginning, at least* an' it’s kinda clinical in that regard too. i don’t think that jon would be engaged with riddler’s fear in any intimate fashion, for one. i don’t think, that past abuse or trauma or hardship is enough for him to get obsessed with a person. in fact, i think that he usually simply gets pleasure from making someone feel awful as simple as it sounds. unless, they’re his bully or someone, who has wronged him, he seems to just forget about those, who he hurt along the way. it’s unflattering aspect of the antisocial brain, but that’s just how it is. nygma’s past won’t be able to be memorable for him, partly due to crane’s general lack of ability to relate to others, without it being very heavily connected to his own woes. an’ even then, he tends to misunderstand it. an’ in return, doubt that nygma would understand why jonathan was that affected by bullying, considering that in edward’s eyes, it’s an attention *no matter what kind* an’ attention is good. after all, he did say that people usually literally looked past him, not even jocks were interested in tormenting him, until he became smth ‘worthy’ of their aggression. so from his perspective, he might think that jon being dramatic about it, since crane was on opposite side of the issue, he always attracts attention to himself. a very bad, bad kind, but attention anyhow. meanwhile, nygma *in his own eyes* has to fight tooth an’ nail to get any. an’ it might start as one time fight, but it will be an always looming issue, that eventually would blow into their faces. there is no denial, that it played a huge part of what made them so dependent on their gimmicks in the first place. the way the world around them engaged with them or in nygma’s case, the way, it did not. so yeah,  it’ll be a big ole mess, an’ neither would be able to navigate such a situation. 

from what i saw, people tend to depict them as ‘two evil old men in relationships’, an’ it feels like they both more put together in those set ups, than they usually are. or like jon is very receptive toward edward’s attempt to befriend him, an’ nygma actually is pretty good at figuring out what scarecrow might like an’ what not. an’ the problem with it is that i don’t see edward being this thoughtful about anyone. ever. period. in most cases, his disorder just won’t let him be this considering, even if he would have wanted to. like, even if we take newest batman 2022 movie, in there riddler is very-very delusional about the bat, an’ it doesn’t even occur to him, that bruce might have different needs / goals vs what edward imagined him to lol. an’ jonathan is this, but even worse. he openly tends to dehumanise an’ objectify others, seeing them only as tools or props to get what he wants. i don’t think that such person would suddenly act differently around nygma, who on top of everything is also clingy an’ needy. for jonathan, who doesn’t have any experience with companionship at all, an’ who lived most of his life alone, that’s be overwhelming an’ confusing, an’ also annoying. whatever good qualities they have, an’ whatever we love them for, it’s given that both jon an’ nygma be hard to be around in long term, an’ would at times get hella unpleasant too. picturing them trying to mend things in 'normal' ways, or talking about it like normal people is smth that i personally cannot invision at all. or in other words, from my perspective, they’re too mentally ill for each other. in fiction, it's often be a positive thing. like, that two mavericks with huge problems can make it work together, but my personal experiences pretty much prevent me from seeing it this way. unless, one of the two is at least somewhere leveled or tries to be, there is just no way for such relationships to hold on for too long. in jon's an' riddler's case, we talking about an actual extremes on top of all, so it's be even harder for one of them to pull up the other, when they themselves unwell. one might argue, that there is potential for them to make each other worse, then. but they already *objectively* suck on their own as people. the corruption only works if there is smth too corrupt to begin with. some versions of the scarecrow an' riddler are already too far gone, for anything else to make them suck more lol. an' once again, they don't share gimmick, they don't share worldview or have the same goals, so it's hard to picture them infecting the other with their own desease, so to speak.

there is kinda more, that i can say on the topic, but it’s getting hella long already, so i’d skip a few things an’ will go straight to my next point. i suppose, that i already gave an outline of why i cannot see them working together personality wise, so next i’d get to their general aesthetics or visuals. the surface stuff, if you may.

i love their general designs *some more than the others, naturally*. but when i look at them side by side, i’ll be honest, i just see two bottoms lol. an’ while yeah, there is such a thing as switching, i kinda rarely vibe with it. an’ with jon an’ edward, it’s just that. they're purebred bottom cocksuckers in my eyes. them havin’ twink on twink sex isn't very sexy or hot to me. i feel like they both would want or at least have that not-so-secret fantasy about being domed into ground by a 'superior man'. bottoms fighting each other about who should top is more of a comedy set-up in my eyes, than anything else. esp bc they both will be like 'you should top' vs 'i wanna top' lmao. i also will add, that i hc both edward an' jon as kinda shallow in sense of who they find attractive. i picture them pawing after men, who are *technically speaking* out of their league. my personal joke about them is that they're both middle aged virgins with hilariously high standards, who won't beat it just to anyone or anything. they pick misery over everything else lol.

an’ that’s all that i’ve got on the topic of scrridler, pretty much! hopefully, this mini essay did explain my view on the pair. an’ i also hope that it was at least, kind of entertaining to read as an outsider's pov. in the end, if you ship it, i do encourage you to just see this as some rando sharing their opinion an' nothing more.

#❓ #long post

[svnoohe4rts]

god, life update? (and answering everything!! lmao this is kinda a mess, please bare with me </3)

uhmm, uni is fine, last week was hell, i had so much stressful stuff to do, but im okay now!

my crush, idk, im too much of a pussy to talk to him, he was talking with some girl today, and im like 🤕🤕🤕, eh it's whatever (is it tho lmao), ill be fine

im so glad that u are doing good, i've missed u sm :((

i agree new sabrina carpenter album is rly great!!! and im a swiftie!! im glad u enjoyed the new album - makes me happy!!

twitter is such a crazy place,, maybe im just lucky with the clips but don't worry, i always remember to send u the good ones, i gotchu babe

omg no fucking way u wrote that hee fic with me in ur mind!! im spechless bro bro bro is this u proposing to me 👉👈🤭

I SAW THE GAME OVER TEASER and was waiting for so long to see part 1 and it was so worth it btw, and that's why i followed and then we kinda started taking lmao cuz i send u some stuff (that was me shooting my shot)

ALSO HEE IS UR BIAS NOW??? MOM I MADE IT!!! HELL YEAH, WELCOME TO THE DARK SIDE!!!

-mf heetiddies anon ily ily ily ily ily ily ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

i’m glad uni is better now </3 i never applied to uni bc i know i wouldn’t be able to handle the stress that comes w it (or because i failed high school … we’ll never know) but i’m proud of u heetiddy anon for managing,, ur doing amazing <3

bro i get u, i hate speaking to ppl especially ppl i’m interested in BUT !!! i think u should still shoot ur shot .. fuck the girl he was talking to she’s nothing compared to u heetiddy anon ?! i’m here cheering for u babe <3

ur a swiftie ??? wow what’s happening to me suddenly i’m also a swiftie ????? man how did this happen 😦 no all jokes aside i literally love her latest album & i’ll be listening to her a lot more now that i know ur a swiftie <333

LMFAOOO RIGHT maybe i don’t have to be on twitter since u send me all the good stuff ?? like my twitter is so dry it’s just engenes fighting & every now and then i see a hee thread but other than that IT’S DEAD i hate twitter i used to run a stan acc on twitter 2013-2016 but i haven’t been on there since then :’) #5sosstan

U FOUND ME THROUGH GAME OVER ????? damn heeseung rly blessed me with that one ,, also SORRY FOR MAKING U WAIT SO LONG FOR THE FIRST PART i had to finish my sunghoon fic first but bro i had the first part all done and written like a whole month before i even published the last part of the hoon fic </3 being obsessed with heeseung things ig

can u imagine if i never posted that heetiddies post ??? and u never shot ur shot ???? no i don’t even wanna think about it idk what i’d do without u my heetiddy anon </3

#mf heetiddies anon

[ningningsplushie]

ENHYPEN reaction to - PDA in front of the members - maknae line

Warnings: kisses, teasing!!! mentions of death (no one acc dies it’s just some lighthearted teasing), some playful fighting in niki’s part

A/N: i decided to switch it up a bit and do it so either the members OR y/n get flustered/shy! hope you enjoy it <3 you also know me guys, i HAVE to have at least one comforting part so the sunoo section is the one that’s just *chefs kiss* to me *update* hyung line right here

Kim Sunoo

will not hesitate to give any type of affection regardless of the time and place!

i don’t think he’s ashamed of PDA, whether he’s the one giving or receiving it

and so now, after being apart from your dear sunoo for nearly 2 weeks, you finally get the chance to see him

the two of you haven’t planned anything crazy since you’ve been feeling a little down lately and just wanted to stay in and cuddle with your boyfriend

crossing the threshold into the dorm, you’re immediately hit with the familiar smell of lingering cologne of 7 scents, which at first used to be overwhelming whenever you visited

your eyes zoom in on sunoo resting on the couch and you drop everything clutched in your grasp to the floor and run to him

sunoo, alarmed at the prospect of an invader breaking into the building, relaxes as soon as he catches sight of your exhausted frame

in a matter of seconds you can see his face shift from fear, relief, and concern

pulling you into his arms, he softly strokes your hair in order to calm down the thumping of your heart

“you alright, bug?”

sunoo is typically in a jovial mood, ready to spring into action to make you laugh or distract you but this time, seeing as to how upset you seem, he matches your calm mood and is about to give you the time and love you need and deserve

“hmmm yeah...just overwhelmed with everything going on in life. everything’s moving so fast and i feel like i’m stuck in place. i just...i just missed you so much and i’m glad to see you again”

sunoo pouts while hiding his face in your freshly shampooed hair, feeling bad for the dizzying things you go through, especially when he isn’t around as much as he wants to be

“that explain why you wanted to stay inside tonight. why don’t we order some food, get some fuzzy blankets and cuddle while watching a movie? does that sound good?”

he had expected to nod your head, to agree to his proposal but all you did was tighten your hold on his wrist, looking up at him with glassy eyes and whimper out, “could we just stay here for now? i just want you to hold me, that’s all i want”

“of course, bug...anything you want”

and true to his word, he leaned back into the cushions, propping your body over his where he’s cradling you in a fetal position, you head tucked into his pale neck

he traces shapes into your back and you can faintly feel him writing your name with his nimble fingers

all the while he does this, he whispers reassuring words into your ear

“you’re so brave for moving along like this”

“i’m so proud of you for everything that you do”

“you’re the strongest person i know and you make me want to be a better guy”

with every letter that passes through your ears, you regain some strength grain by grain

unfortunately, the rest of the members just happen to have the best - or worst - timing

in the midst of sunoo comforting you, all 6 boys barge past the front door, jumping over your discarded belongings

when seeing you and sunoo embraced with one another, they right away assume that it’s just some cheesy moment, not anything intimate and vulnerable

so they take the chance to tease the eldest of the maknaes

heeseung: “ouuuuuu, look at the lovebirds, they just can’t stay away from each other”

niki: “hey guys, you might as well just be glueing yourselves to each other if you’re gonna be that close”

sunghoon: “get a roooooom, there’s children present!”

your breathing becomes laboured and your boyfriend notices

he catches sight of you bunching your fists in his shirt, how your eyes screw shut to suppress the urge of crying, and how you bite your lip in anxiety

the boys don’t really see the serious side of sunoo all too often but now that they see him with furrowed brows and a tight lip, they come to the conclusion that they messed up

“don’t you guys have any human decency? can’t you see that y/n and i are having a moment? a serious moment nonetheless. if this is bothering you, then please, by all means head off to your rooms cuz we don’t have the intention of moving. any. time. soon”

jungwon, being the peacemaker that he is, hangs his head low and apologizes, not wanting to disturb anything further

in unison, the boys apologize to sunoo, but most importantly, to you

once alone yet again, sunoo asks if you’re alright and when you tiredly nod your head in confirmation, he kisses the crown of your head, dozing off with you in the living room

so to conclude, sunoo thinks PDA is okay, that any type of affection is necessary and gets kind of protective of you :((

Yang Jungwon

i feel like he’s the shyest of the maknaes in terms of PDA

he’s cautious of it, making sure he’s not too excessive but does indulge in small actions such as handholding and quick hugs

it’s one of those warm spring days where the sky is clear and blue and the weather is enough to match everyone’s warm, cheery moods

to take advantage of this stunning weather, you and jungwon decided to ask jake, niki, and sunghoon to tag along to the dog park with their pets

so of course, with you and jungwon with maeumi, jake with layla, niki with bisco, and sunghoon with gaeul, you all made way to the sprawing greenery littered with pups of all breeds

your...travelling troupe, if i should put it that way, make way and settle on a patch of grass, resting your bags against a large tree

because the dogs were so impatient and excited to start playing with one another, you reach into one of the bags for a tennis ball and throw it as far as you can so that they could run and bring it back to you

soon enough, the boys joined in with the ruckus of the dogs, running around and playfully wresting with them, tacking them into a heap of cuddles and laughter

half an hour passes and niki, jake, and sunghoon leave to buy drinks for everyone

whilst gone, you continue to play with the boys’ respective dogs, earning a copious amount of licks all over your face

their tiny paws step on you and soon enough, you’re covered in a mountain of dogs, which, to be honest, you couldn’t complain about

their cuddles and kisses begin to get a bit too ticklish for your taste, resulting in you launching forward to clutch your stomach in laughter as it racks through your entire body

after a few moments of laughing, you finally catch your breath and glance over at jungwon, who seems to be kind of jealous

he’s sitting alone on the bench, arms crosses with his bottom lip jutting out

rising from the ground, you brush off your jeans to clean them and walk over to him, plopping down next to him

“wonnie...you’re looking awfully lonesome right now, aren’t you?”

“oh? you finally noticed?”

you huff in annoyance but then straighten your back when you get an idea

if attention is what he wants then attention he will get!!!

shifting in your seat to fully face his, you reach out and begin to pinch his cheeks

when you notice him squirming away from you, you inch closer to him and engulf him in a hug that leaves him with no way to escape

“y/nnnnn-”

you interrupt him by places where your fingers were once placed on his face

“aweeeeee how could i neglect you like that? how could i be playing with the dogs when i have the cutest boy sitting right in front of me?”

you notice that he’s glowing red from the tip of his ears right to his neck and although he’s ‘trying’ to push you away, you know exactly that he secretly loves this onslaught of affection, he just doesn’t want to admit it

this ensues for a good 30 seconds before, much to jungwon’s horror, you hear a familiar snicker followed by the same person choking

you pull away from your boyfriend and look towards the sounds

lo and behold, you see niki clutching his throat as he continues to cough, trying to get his drink from out of his throat

you conclude that he caught sight of you and jungwon’s unusual PDA, thought it entertaining but tried to keep his laughter within him but failed, resulting in him choking on his drink

you rush up from the bench and run towards the youngest and pat on his back to help his demise

once he’s calmed down, he swats your hand away and steps back

“whoa whoa whoa, y/n...stop giving me attention or else jungwon will get jealous again”

again?

oh god he saw how butthurt jungwon got with you and the dogs

but of course, jungwon wanting to protect his pride springs up from sitting down and defends his case

“hey, that’s not it at all! i was just getting bored of sitting alone”

“yeah alright, or maybe you were upset that bisco was getting more action than you...through, y/n definitely made up for it”

his eyes trail to your boyfriend’s clothes and sure enough, you see how disheveled his shirt had gotten and how quickly his pants wrinkled

there’s no way he’s able to defend himself now

Nishimura Riki (Ni-ki)

THIS MF DOES NOT CARE AT ALL LMFAOOOOOOOO

he’s such a clingy and affectionate guy, he literally will not hesitate to pounce on you and give you a back hug

he especially loves it when he’s ticking his members off

but of course, if he senses that you’re uncomfortable, he’ll back away and stop his relentless pestering of love

to celebrate the release of their most recent album, you and the boys decided to head on over to an amusement park

the first stop, which was spurred on by no one else but niki, was the the biggst roller coaster there

although everyone (except for niki) was afraid, you all planned that when your photo was to be taken at the big drop of the ride, your faces would be completely devoid of emotion

while you and the elder members of the group were screaming in fear all the way before the drop, niki was whooping and cheering, fists pumping in the air while everyone else was clutching onto the bar

you all were getting ready to wipe the fear off your faces when the time for the photo was coming up, attempting to shove the scream down into your stomachs

everything happened so fast that when you were blinded by the flash of the camera, you felt niki swaddle you into his lanky arms while pressing his cheek to yours

you figured he was finally getting scared and this was his way of preparing himself

but when you got off the roller coaster and went to collect your photos, you all clambered around one another to see how it came out, only to see 6 of the 7 members with straight faces sitting rigidly in the pleater seats and niki, dear niki, strangling you in a death-like hug while you were screaming

everyone simultaneously turned their heads towards niki in disappointment, including you, only to see him with a shit eating grin on his features

he looked so proud of himself

jay marched right up to the maknae and took a hold of his shoulders

“listen! i know, bro trust me, I KNOW, WE ALL KNOW FOR GOD SAKES THAT YOU’RE IN LOVE WITH Y/N BUT WOULD IT KILL YOU FOR ONCE TO GO ALONG WITH THE PLAN!?!?!”

niki retorts with a, “we could go again”

“there’s no way in hell i’m going on that death trap again”

niki pouts and looks down at the floor

“you’re right, i’m sorry. it wouldn’t kill me to listen just for once...you know what would though?”

“what?” jay asks, softening up to niki

“BEING APART FROM MY Y/NIEEEEEEEE”

jay grabs a fistful of his blond hair and yells in despair all the while you’re left blushing in embarrassment 

niki takes his place next you and swings his arm around your shoulders

“you telling me i should be statue next to this beauty?”

heeseung chimes in. “well no, not exactly but please, tone it down”

niki ponders this for a bit

“hmmmmmmmmmmm. no”

“wha-”

and out of no where, niki lifts you up bridal style

“i will defend my y/n’s honour until death! nothing will ever wedge our love apart” he speaks in a deep tone, trying to imitate a knight

“your death is gonna come sooner or later” sighs jay in a monotone voice

niki, much like his adored bisco, tilts his head to the side, confused

“huh? what’s that supposed to mean?”

“you wanna know what it means?”

“yeah”

“put y/n down”

“what? why?”

“just put them down”

he listens you and steadies you on your feet

“it means...YOU BETTER KNOCK IT OFF OR I’LL DO IT FOR YOU” jay pounces on your boyfriend about to put him in a headlock and give him a noogie 

but what jay fails to remember is that niki is a bit taller and kind of clumsy which then results in them falling to the ground, their legs getting tangled up

it literally looks like something from a cartoon

now it’s niki who has jay in a headlock while he rubs his knuckles on the top of his head

“NEVER! I’LL NEVER STOP! NOTHING WILL EVER STOP MY LOVE FOR Y/N!”

you clear your throat and get down to business

“niki, stop it right now and get up”

and like a programmed robot, niki rises from the ground and dusts himself off, giving you a polite salute right after

looks like niki only listens to you

“so you listen to y/n and not us?” jake asks, helping jay up

“yeah obviously?? they’re the ones providing me with hugs and kisses. unless...you guys wanna plant one on me?”

“UGGGHHHHHHHHH DUDE STOP”

and in fact, niki never stopped for the rest of the night

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[pepper-up-potion]

One page, one kiss (Sirius black x Gn!reader)

Summary: Reader wants to read but Sirius isn’t much of a reader. Maybe kisses can create a good compromise.

Warnings: sooooo things didn’t go as planned and now there’s a steamy kiss, some hand on thigh action and a little hinting at the possibility of other things. That being said I feel like it’s pretty PG13 and sfw so it’s up to you if you want to read it or not. Other than that there aren’t any, everything else is fluff.

Word count: 1119

A/n: So I had a whole outline and everything planned out and then this “steamy” kiss (but it’s not acc steamy, like I don’t want you to get your hopes up) and all sort of came out of nowhere. Sorry about that folks! The kiss per page is a thing that my boyfriend created to motivate me to read cuz I’m not much of a reader (though I really am trying to read more). I feel like there’s always more important things to do than read but once I start I actually really like it. I sort of saw Sirius like me in that sense.

“So what do you want to do today?” Asks Sirius, walking towards you. You lift a finger to tell Sirius to wait as you finish reading your sentence. You then place that finger on the word on your page, saving your place and look up at him.

“Read.” You state simply from the couch.

There’s a stutter in his step. “All day?” He asks, a pure look of shock on his face.

“All day.” You affirm with a small proud smile. Sirius plops on the couch next to you with a heavy sigh.

“What am I to do?” He huffs, throwing his arms in the air and pouting. You smile to yourself, there’s nothing cuter than a pouting Sirius Black. You slide over to him and turn to face him. You push a strand of his hair behind his ear.

“You could read too, you know.” There’s no judgment in your recommendation. Your voice is soft and patient. You know Sirius doesn’t like to read much but you try to encourage him to do things, much like he does for you.

Sirius being Sirius, is dramatic enough to fall onto your lap and cover his eyes, as if trying to hide from the idea of reading. You roll your eyes but you have nothing but adoration for Sirius.

“Aw c’mon Sirius, give it a try.” You nudge him with your elbow. He peaks between his fingers hesitantly. You tickle his chin gently and flash an enticing smile. Sirius doesn’t move, apparently not ticklish. You try to pull his hands away from his eyes instead. He finally gives in and let’s you gently pull them down to his chest. You hold his hands in place, rubbing circles on the back of them.

You lean down for a short kiss on the lips. Sirius hums and chases your lips as you pull away and sit back up. He pouts again, giving you puppy dog eyes for another kiss.

That’s when you get a wicked idea. You push a finger to Sirius’ lips and smile. “I’ve got an idea.”

Sirius tilts his head, waiting for you to elaborate. “We make a deal. For every page read, you get a kiss.” You propose.

Sirius thinks about it. You know he’s trying to find a loophole. A way he can get kisses without having to crack open a book. You patiently run your hand through his hair, knowing he’ll eventually cave.

“Fine.” He sighs. You try to hide your smile. It’s a delicate victory. He could change his mind anytime. You pick up your wand from the couch armrest and summon Sirius’ book. It takes a while, he probably buried it deep under a pile of clothes.

Sirius settles next to you, opening his book with a sigh. You give him a teasing hum before opening your own book and starting to read.

You flip your page once you’ve finished reading the last sentence and quickly start the new page, engrossed in your story.

“Kiss.” You jump a little, forgetting Sirius was even next to you. You give him a confused look before you remember your deal. You smile softly, gladly accepting a kiss from your boyfriend.

You lean forward and plant a short and sweet kiss to Sirius’ lips. When you pull back, Sirius gives you a triumphant look, happy with his little victory.

The same situation happens again after every page you or Sirius finishes. Soon enough Sirius finishes his first chapter and sits up.

“You know, I worked pretty hard to get to the end of this chapter.” He pauses.

You nod slowly, “yes, and I’m very proud of you for that.” There’s a hint of hesitation in your voice. You know your boyfriend too well to know this is just him recognizing his accomplishment.

“I think it’s only fair I get 15 kisses for finishing the chapter.” He gives you an innocent look but you can see his mischievous smile on the corner of his lips.

You lift your eyebrows and gape at Sirius. You quickly compose yourself and smile. “Is that right?” You taunt.

Sirius nods seriously. He stares into your eyes and doesn’t budge. You try to fight it, your competitive side not wanting to face but eventually you roll your eyes, accepting defeat.

“We’ll I suppose I won’t turn down the opportunity for a few more kisses.” You say with a sarcastic sigh. In seconds Sirius is hovering close to your face. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him in.

The first couple of kisses are just little pecs on the lips but soon your kisses evolve into open mouthed ones. Sirius brings his hand up to your face and cups your cheek. He places his second hand behind your head and guides you down on the couch so you’re lying down. He props one arm on either side of your head and slips his tongue past your lips. You grab the back of his head and pull him even closer, deepening the kiss.

Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen. You count in your head.

You push on Sirius’ chest and he groans. “That’s fifteen. Back to your book mister.” You say cheekily.

Sirius steps off of you and grabs his book. You sit up and settle back on the couch with your book. Suddenly there’s a warm hand curled around your thigh. He never looks away from his book but there’s a gentle squeeze when you look at him with wide eyes. Maybe reading isn’t the only thing you’ll be doing today after all.

Turns out you were severally wrong. As Sirius goes from page to page and chapter to chapter, the kisses become rushed and almost undesired. You realize Sirius is so hooked in his book that he would rather read than kiss. Eventually he even stops kissing you altogether.

While you do miss the cute little kiss routine, you are happier to see Sirius being so engrossed into his story. It also gives you the chance to read without interruption. Eventually Sirius lays his head in your lap with his book held up above his head. You play with his hair and focus on your own book, sometimes looking down to watch him zoom through his book.

Hours fly past, the both of you lost in your books. You first spot it out of the corner or your eye. Sirius turns another page and you realize he is at the last one of his book. There’s a sudden pride that swells in your chest. Comparing the morning where he was whining about having to read and him now finishing his book.

He suddenly snaps his book shut, breaking the relaxing silence in the room. He sits up and turns to look at you. You open your mouth to comment on how happy you are that he completed a book but he speaks first.

“You owe me 510 kisses.” His face is dead serious. He sits with his book closed on his lap and waits. When you don’t move, feeling quite stunned, he puckers his lips a little and gives you puppy dog eyes.

There’s the Sirius you know. Always finding loopholes in every situation.

#sirius black #sirius x reader #sirius black x reader #sirius black x gn!reader #sirius black imagine #sirius black fluff #sirius black x you #sirius black x y/n #sirius imagine #marauders fluff #marauders era

[wizkiddx]

supercluster

this is my entry for @hollandsrecs 'toms birthday fanfic fest' event - go check it out!!! I know its a early but im v bored so have it now. also im acc kinda really proud of this one, any feedback would be v appreciated 🤍

the prompt was: 'you and tom are best friends and you tell him that you love him on his birthday'

summary: its toms birthday but he has a few things to get off his chest and into the night sky, y/n joins in with a bit of a revelation too

best friends -> lovers

warnings: mentions of alcohol, bit angsty but promise ends all fluffy and a shit tonne of dialogue

wc: 3.5k ishhh

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Everything got a little too wild and stuffy in the living area, Haz and Harry screaming sweet caroline, whilst Greg (Tom’s stunt man) was pouring *another* round of shots. The sweatiness and clamminess of the room meant Y/n took a moment to escape, sliding out the double doors, and closing them softly behind her to ensure no one would notice her little escape. Something about the midnight air, the slightly dewy smell of the neighbouring fields, felt like it was refreshing Y/n from the inside out. When she turned around, back facing the fancy rented house, she was slightly shocked by Tom standing in the garden. It was his birthday party after all. In all honesty, Y/n felt a bit guilty she hadn’t noticed he wasn’t in the thick of it with his brothers and castmates.

His silhouette was set against the clear night sky, the stars extra prominent this evening and the moon casting a soft glow off the left side of his face, exaggerating the natural contours of his jawline and cheekbones. Clearly, he was enraptured by the sky, staring up at it with a thoughtful look on his face.

And Y/n recognised that look instantly; she knew what he was doing.

In fact, he had taught her to do precisely the same thing. As kids, the Hollands, Y/n’s family and another two families from the local area all went camping together. It was an annual event, ‘the Kingston collective camping adventure’ as Dom had named it. Y/n couldn’t remember a year when they hadn’t gone actually - it was that much of a tradition.

One year, though, when she and Tom were about 9, her mothers’ due date coincided with the camping dates. So, sensibly, the decision had been made that Y/n and her brother would just be looked after by the Hollands - whilst her mum and dad were safely tucked up in bed at home, awaiting the arrival of her littlest brother.

Y/n, her brother Alex, and Tom were all sharing a tent, and it must’ve been at least midnight that Tom was awoken by shuffling and zipping up of the tent. He’d realised she was gone through sleepy eyes and, without a second thought, went to go find her. Sure enough, she wasn’t far away, not even 50 metres from the tent, crouched on the grass. Immediately Tom’s presence had been noticed, making Y/m quickly snivel and wipe her face.

“Are you upset?”

“Go away Tom.” The comment didn’t do a lot, though; instead, 9-year-old Tom had planted himself down next to her - his pyjamas getting wet on the moist grass floor.

“Are you missing Auntie Sarah and Uncle Mike?” In the same way that Y/n called Nikki and Dom auntie and uncle, the Holland boys mirrored the nicknames for her parents. Y/n replied with a long sigh before hiccuping, failing to control the stream of tears. Yes, he was right - this was her first night away from her parents- but she wasn't about to spill her heart out to the 'stupid boy' who had stolen one of her marshmallows that evening. Tom’s little brown eyes swelled, looking slightly terrified and out of his depth, whilst with all his 9 years of wisdom, trying to come up with an answer.

“Do you want to play football to forget about it?”

Unsurprisingly Y/n shook her head violently. Tom cursed inwardly at himself for saying the wrong thing, apparently football wasn't the answer to everything. The two children went back to silence until Tom had the metaphorical light bulb moment. “My mum told me something for when I got to sleepovers? Look!” He grabbed Y/n’s little hand, extending it upwards towards the night sky.

“No matter where you are, you’re all looking at the same stars too, right?”

Tom jumped a little before looking over his shoulder and recognising Y/n with the softest smile that grew across his face. Y/n slowly walked to his side, arms crossed over her chest to try and keep the cold at bay, joining Tom in staring up at the starry expanse.

“How do you always know?” Tom spoke in a breathy chuckle, shaking his head slightly. It was true, she did always know - but his question was somewhat irrelevant. They'd spent most their childhood together, they were as easy to read as a children’s book to each other.

“Missing home?”

“Sort of, I got my own slice of home with the boys and-and you but… pads, mum dad yeh, feel like on your birthday your always supposed to see your family.”

Although Harry, Harrison, Sam and Y/n had managed to fly out to surprise Tom on his birthday- prior commitments meant his parents and youngest brother hadn’t been able to make it. They four arrived yesterday, greeted by a very shocked and pretty emotional Tom - who had clearly been missing the sense of home somewhat. He’d been away shooting a film, then straight away launching into press for the next spiderman movie. It had been a long while since he’d been in London - half a year in fact.

This time too, he’d been away without a single family member or friend - that was another truth he’d learnt about growing up. Your friends and family, they all get lives of their own. Tom used to be a trailblazer, the first to get a job, the one everyone was super proud of. They still were, of course, but didn’t dote on him in quite the same way - everyone had their own shit to deal with. It was yet another reason Tom wasn’t welcoming his birthday as much as he usually would.

“Your parents did always spoil you rotten.”

“They spoilt you worst and you’re not technically their kid.” Y/n rolled her eyes, even if it might slightly true - muttering a ‘touche’ at the brown-haired boy next to her. Their families had always been close; naturally the adults seemed to gravitate more to the kids that weren’t their own. The ones who you could ‘give back’ at the end of the day. It just so happened Nikki and Dom had always loved having Y/n around, maybe a bit more than anyone else.

“Have you had a good birthday then? You should be in there with Greg pouring that shitty vodka down your throat.” Y/n questioned, whilst shrugging back toward the house, the dull thump of Jacob's playlist just audible. Still, both stared upwards, standing close enough that their upper arms were both pressed up against each other. She expected a jovial answer, but even from his tone, it was evident there was something up. He sounded…weary?

“I’m bloody glad you all came...don’t get me wrong, I love Z and Jacob and everyone but….”

“Shitty week?”

“Shitty birthday week of promo and press.” Tom scathed, and Y/n nodded. Even if she couldn’t understand what was so bad about press, she knew that Tom hated it passionately. And in the same way, he loved all his castmates dearly, but they hadn’t known him his whole life. They didn’t understand why he did every little thing; their values lay just that bit apart. It just wasn’t the same as being surrounded with his family - you and Harrison adopted Hollands too.

“I just feel like I’ve spent all week trapped in a room answering the most stupid, irrelevant and inconsequential questions... Everything’s just so surface level and fake and, and I-“He cut himself off, for the first time meeting Y/n’s eyes. In all honesty, Tom got a bit caught up in the stars reflecting off her piercing y/e/c eyes before changing tack.

“Will you do me a favour?”

This wasn’t spoken with the normal Tom tone. It wasn’t joking or jovial; it wasn’t an ‘off the tongue’ thing. This was spoken with such seriousness and gravitas coming from his deep voice that Y/n replied equally truthfully.

“Always T, you know that.”

“Will you please ask me a personal and serious and deep question?”

She got where he was coming from too.

Clearly, even though the evening was supposed to be a light piss up in celebration, it had instead unearthed some darker thoughts that Tom had been harbouring away. Perhaps he never even realised he needed such seriousness, or perhaps with his castmates he hadn’t felt comfortable exposing himself like that. Either way, Y/n was going to respect him now. It was technically his birthday, too; the clocks had already struck 12 - it was now his day.

It wasn’t tricky to think of one; she’d often wondered the same question of him - never with the opportunity to ask. The question popped into her head again, almost as soon as Tom asked for one.

“Okay…. What’s your deepest regret that makes you feel guilty for feeling because in the grand scheme of things, it minor? Like such a 'first world problem'." What do you regret that’s just completely selfish?”

Tom immediately stiffened, his jaw tensing as he worked through his thoughts in his head. Scared she’d pushed it too far, Y/n averted her gaze back to the sky, chewing her bottom lip slightly. It took a moment, but then she saw Tom turn towards her, in the peripheries of her vision. With a tightly closed-lip smirk on his face he joked “If your gonna ask questions like that, we better sit down.”

And so they did, both sitting crossed legged on the ground, knees brushing against each other. Just on the grass lawn, almost mirroring themselves all those years ago as kids in that camping site. Y/n wondered if she should offer to play football instead - to cheer him up.

“Missing out. I miss out months at a time. Miss out on seeing mum and dad, miss out on the pub quizzes with the boys, miss out seeing you… I mean, I didn’t even know you had a new job until you mentioned it this morning. I miss out on time with nana Tess and all my grandparents, and that’s scary cos… well, every time I go, it could be the last time… I don’t know, I just… I get so much, get to travel, to see the world, but… sometimes it feels like I’m sacrificing the foundations. And without the foundations….”

“The walls come crumbling down.” Y/n finished off his sentence quietly, barely whispering the words - but from Tom’s nod of agreement, it seemed like she’d hit the nail on the head. There was silence for a beat till Y/n whispered to him.

“Well, happy birthday to you” Trying to bring the mood up a little, she bumped his shoulder, and Tom chuckled breathily.

“Seriously! This is helping me out. I-I just need to get everything out and start my 25th year fresh.”

“Hey, if that’s all you want, I’m getting a refund on my present- we can just get deep and interview each other.”

“I’m game, except I’m keeping the present too.”

“Just because it’s your birthday and I’m a bit tipsy, I’ll allow it.”

“Okay, well then, Y/n L/n”, He spoke formally, leaning in closer and making her giggle a little. “What’s your biggest regret?”

“Honestly?” Tom just repeated her in reply, but this time it was a statement.

"Honestly."

He really was going deep too. No holding back now. Y/n sucked on her cheek before replying. “Not travelling with you when we were 19… I was just so determined to get to uni and start grown-up life, but… well, grown-up life isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I should’ve tried to stay a kid longer, messing about on your film sets and pretending it was work. I think I would’ve learnt more from seeing the world with you.”

“Well, I am very knowledgable.”

“Shut up, you drop out- who didn't know what a drag race was.” She wasn’t wrong, and whilst yes, he had dropped out to be a film star - he was still a dropout. (with exceptionally poor knowledge of RuPaul) He scowled, then leaning back on his hands, so he was half reclined on the grass as Y/n thought of her next question.

“Whats your biggest worry?”

“Easy.” He chuffed, making Y/n furrow her brows at him. Clearly, he’d already thought of this. “That I finally settle down with the love of my life, and then the fans or press or paps ruin it.”

It made sense; every time Tom had gone public with a relationship, it had ended in a minor car crash. Typically it was also the girl who got hurt; she was the ‘victim’ in everything. Though Y/n had seen first hand the effect it had had on Tom - he never made it out damage-free.

“You make it sound like you’ve already got this dream girl queued and waiting.”

“I wish”, Tom sighed, as Y/n took the opportunity to completely lie down on the grass, staring up at the dark abyss. She’d always loved the stars and had become a bit of a geek on them as they’d grown up too- and maybe it was all down to Tom on that camping trip. Following suit, Tom copied her, his head resting on his hands that were crossed behind his head, taking in the moment of pure peace as they lay on the grass.

“You see that bright one there?” Pointing up, Y/n shimmied closer to him so that he definitely saw the same thing as her. “It’s actually not one. Look closer.” Humming, Tom shifted a bit closer, so her shoulder slotted under the side of his body just the teeniest bit. It meant he could follow her direction and squinted up at the little patch of the sky.

“ 5…maybe 6? What is it?”

“The pliedes supercluster…. basically a big group of stars that all were born from the same place- the same stellar nursery.”

“But they’re moving now?” She hummed in confirmation to his question, briefly glancing at the way his eyes were fixed on the sky. For the first time he seemed genuinely interested in hearing her stories of the stars. It usually was an eye roll and ‘you’re so lame’.

“They’re called the sibling stars… like everything in life, as they get older they drift apart but…. but to us down here? They’ll always be associated together because they have a gravitational effect on each other. They’ll always have their thing tying them together. Like an invisible string.”

“Sounds like you’re being metaphorical.” Tom chuckled, expecting a taunt back but receiving nothing except a gentle agreement.

“Theres also actually 7. The last one people can only sometimes see… it’s a pulsing star, so comes and goes.”

“They do that?”

“Yeh, and no matter what… if you can see it or not, it’s always there. Always having an impact on its family.”

Biting his lower lip slightly, Tom repositioned his head slightly, Y/n’s words taking time to be fully absorbed. He was sure she was making parallels to him. Barely there, appearing and disappearing, but always a part of the family.

“You are being metaphorical.”

“Maybe.” She whispered shortly. “Metaphors depend on who’s listening and if they draw parallels to their own life. It’s subjective. You can’t tell anyone what is and isn’t metaphor…. it takes the beauty out of it.”

“Right, sure... But if you were…. me, harry, Sam, pads, you, Haz, Tuwaine? That the 7?” Y/n held back the little smile at his words. Tom wasn’t as ‘head in the clouds’ as she was- he was literal. Also, he was bloody stubborn when he wanted to be.

“I wasn’t being metaphorical T.” He knew she was lying. She knew that he knew. But it still helped him, made him feel a bit better. That he was always, in some way, having some effect... lives always intertwined with the people he cared about the most.

“Tell me another story about another star.”

Time for the rest of the night kind of got lost. The two young adults just lay on the grass, entirely in their own little world, using each others body heat to keep themselves warm through the early hours. Neither felt remotely tired, Y/n whispering her little stories of both the myths and science of the old stars, pointing out each planet. Meanwhile, Tom listened in awe, for once not taking the mick out of her incredibly geeky hobby. Instead, he found himself getting fascinated by all the little intricacies Y/n was so passionate about.

It was only when the stars began to fade, as orangey-red hue started to seep up from the horizon the either noticed the time. It was now the morning of the next day, the house long since had turned silent behind them - presumably, everyone finally passing out shit faced.

As the stars’ light was overtaken by the rising sun, Y/n ran out of stories; the two settled into silence - neither quite ready to go to bed yet.

“It’s still my turn,” Tom spoke into the sky before pivoting his head to look Y/n in the eye, seeing the confusion in her furrowed brows. “It’s my question to ask. My turn.”

“Aren’t you sick of my voice yet?” There was absolutely no reason that they were both whispering. It wasn’t like anyone was trying to listen or that they’d disturb anyone else my talking normally. But it was nicer that way. It felt calming... intimate even.

“One more. And then you get one more… and then we really should probably go to bed.” He didn’t want the night to end; he was immensely enjoying this weird grey time between being 25 and 26. But it was cold, Tom could tell Y/n had started to feel it a little more. To be fair, she was only in a floral day dress, not much in the way of warmth. With a hum of agreement, Y/n smiled lightly at him, urging his question.

“Whats the biggest secret you’ve kept from me?”

With a bit of a scoff, Y/n sighed and closed her eyes, trying to draw some strength she wasn’t sure she had. It wasn’t like she needed to wrack her brains to come up with it - she knew instantly. Almost painfully too.

“Uhm, honestly?” Now even more intrigued, Tom nodded, using his foot for nudge hers - encouraging her to speak. “Probably how much you mean to me.”

“Oh” He couldn’t help it; the sound just slipped out his mouth without checking with his brain first. That answer had just been so unexpected. He had honestly been thinking that it would be something about how ‘fame had changed him’. After hearing that, Y/n turned her head up the sky again, feeling like her cheeks were on fire with embarrassed heat. Tom knew he had fucked up.

“No, I… I didn’t mean- just just ask me too.” With a sigh, Y/n waved off his stumbled answer as he tried to cover himself.

“This is stup-“

“Ask me!” For the first time in 5 hours, Tom spoke at an normal volume - but it felt painfully loud, like a shout.

“What’s the biggest secret you kept from me?” Her tone was defeated, but nevertheless, he answered.

“How upset I was when you didn’t come when we were 19. I got why, but it was still annoying. Felt like you were picking uni friends over me-“ At this point on any other evening, Y/n would have interjected and argued. None of this situation was normal, though, so she chose to hear him out. “- I know it’s stupid, but…. I guess that’s how much you meant an-and still mean to me too.”

There was silence for a couple minutes, waiting whilst the sun started to peep over the horizon, the lone witness to an otherwise very private conversation. That was until Y/n barely spoke, more like mouthed 2 simple words.

“I lied.” The intensity of the way Tom stared at her made Y/n wish that the sun hadn’t been so bright, that they were back in the darkness that hid her face more. “Biggest lie I’ve told you … that I’m not in love with you.”

Y/n didn’t see because she couldn’t face looking at him, but Tom’s face erupted into the most prominent, toothiest smile. Whilst Tom was enjoying the moment of being absolutely ecstatic, Y/n was waiting for a response- feeling her world come crashing in. That she'd just destroyed one of the most important friendships in her life too.

But then he said the opposite of what she thought he would.

“I lied too.”

That had her attention, whipping her head toward him as Tom rolled onto his side on the lawn, balancing with his head resting on one hand. “I lied that I’ve not been completely under your spell since we were kids at that campsite, and you were homesick.”

Y/n’s heart was literally in her mouth, brain overwhelmed but one overriding thought oh so bloody clear.

She’d lost control of everything, arching up to mirror Tom. Using one hand, she reached out to cup Tom’s jaw, to which he instinctively leant toward - until their lips were mere centimetres apart, hot breath fanning over each other.

Y/n no control as she whispered those 3 words against his lips. No control at how immediately after he pressed his to hers; no control as Tom guided her to roll on top of him, knees either side of his torso as his strong arms wrapped around her back.

Once again, time was lost between the two, only pulling apart when their lungs burned for oxygen.

“For the record, I love you too.” Grinning from ear to ear, Tom used one hand to gently stroke his thumb across her cheek, switching his focus from her left to right eye - in wonder at how the early morning sun reflected from her y/e/c irises. He’d always thought she was beyond beautiful, but when she was this close to him, with the sun rising behind her in such a way - she looked damn ethereal.

“Happy birthday T.” Nodding in agreement, Tom chuckled before finding her lips once again, whispering against them.

“Yeh, happy damn birthday to me.”

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[night-fallz]

XY’s Muse

Based on this prompt

Like I have stated before, this is my first fanfic. Please let me know what you think of it. Any kind of criticism will be welcome.

uploaded on 01/23/21

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Chapter 2

XY was staring at the ceiling. A week has already passed. And he still couldn't stop thinking about the day he spent with Marinette. It was the most fun he'd had in a while.

Before the whole Silencer fiasco, his father would not stop pressuring him to produce a new song. So when they met up for dinner and his dad came up with the idea of stealing someone else's music, he couldn’t bring himself to decline.

XY knew it was wrong.

But all he wanted was the chance to finally impress his dad. Bob Roth might not have the best attitude towards him, but he was all XY had left.

Xy already lost his mom. He would not lose his dad too.

At least, that's what he believed. He should've known that his father was just using him for money. According to his dad, money was the most valuable thing in life.

XY scoffed. He should've known better. He should've known that all his father thought of hi-

He felt a buzz in his pocket and his face immediately brightened. Marinette just texted him!

Marinette: what's up?

Marinette: have u been inspired yet?

Marinette gave XY the idea to just sit back and let inspiration hit him. It was a common idea but it was one that most people tend to forget in the long run.

XY: nothing much

XY: and nope.

XY: my dad has been pressuring me to come up with something tho

Marinette: ignore him

Marinette: he's just mad cause he can't get any ladies

The three dots popped up on his screen.

Marinette: OH CRAP I'M LATE

Marinette: TTYL.

XY rolled his eyes and smiled.

They've been texting back and forth these past few days. He's learned so many things about her and vice versa.

It was nice. It's been a while since XY has had a friend.

Maybe she'll be even more, XY couldn’t help but think as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Huh," XY said out loud. "Even more"

And just like that, inspiration for his next song hit him.

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Marinette was thinking of a certain blonde-haired, blue-eyed musician when she heard her phone ring.

"Tikki!" she screamed, staring at her phone as if it was Hawkmoth himself.. "He's calling me. XY is calling me."

Tikki sighed and floated next to Marinette, "Maybe you should answer it. It would be pretty rude to keep him waiting."

"Right, right," Marinette answered his call and hoped her voice didn’t sound as squeaky as she thought it did.. "Hey."

"Hey."

There was a moment of awkward silence.

Marinette didn’t know what to do. She glanced at the small goddess.

Tikki rolled her eyes at their awkwardness as she gestured to the phone. Ask him why he called you, she mouthed to Marinette.

Marinette nodded. That was a smart idea. "So," Marinette cleared her throat. "Why did you call me?"

"Right, Uhm." Marinette heard him shuffling around his room. "You know how you've been asking me if I was inspired and stuff?"

Marinette's eyes grew wide and a huge smile took over her face as she started to nod before remembering that he couldn't see her. "Yep." she eagerly said, "Did you find any?"

"Yes!" Marinette could hear the excitement in his voice. "I was actually wondering if you wanted to design the outfits for my music video."

Marinette's eyes looked shocked. "Yes!" she jumped around in excitement before remembering she was still in a call with XY. "Why me though?"

XY’s voice sounded confused.. "What do you mean, why you? You're literally perfect for it. You're talented. Plus, everyone loves your designs."

Marinette’s cheeks resembled a tomato. She has never been more thankful for the fact that he couldn't see her right now.

"Thank you." Marinette managed to mumble. "That really means a lot."

"You're welcome." XY said. Marinette had a feeling he was smiling though. "I have to go and have my dad listen to the demo. But I'll text you later, okay?"

"Yep," Marinette whispered and gave Tikki a cookie. "Good luck. I know that whatever song you came up with is gonna sound good. No matter what he'll say."

Marinette heard a faint "Thanks" from the phone before the call ended.

Marinette screamed into her pillow and looked up and saw Tikki look at her with amusement. “I think I like him.”

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"So, what do you think?" XY asked as his father finished listening to his song. "Is it bad? Do you think people will like it?"

Bob Roth grinned at his son. "This is a Masterpiece. Where did you find this?" He gestured to the video of XY singing the song, "Who did you steal this from?"

XY's proud smile immediately turned into a scowl. "What do you mean, who did I steal this from?" He yelled at his dad, his blue eyes glaring at him as he grabbed the demo from the table. "I made it. I came up with it myself." XY felt his eyes tearing up. "Something you would actually know if you thought of me as something more than a money-making machine."

How could he? XY thought as he climbed up the stairs. Is it that hard to believe that I could come up with something good?

XY slammed his door shut. "All I wanted was to prove to him that I wasn't a talentless son." XY put his hands on his face. "I just wanted to make him proud."

XY felt a buzz in his pocket and immediately knew that it was Marinette. After all, she’s the only one that ever texts him.

Marinette: how did it go?

Marinette: did he like it?

XY wiped away the tears that were starting to come out of his eyes. He couldn't help but smile. Marinette certainly had an effect on him.

XY: he called it a masterpiece

Marinette: yes! I knew he would like it.

XY: yeah

XY: but then he asked me who i stole it from

Marinette: THAT JERK

Marinette: WTF

Marinette: THAT's SO MESSED UP

Marinette: HOW COULD HE-

Marinette: DO YOU WANT ME TO BEAT HIM UP FOR YOU????

XY laughed at her text messages. He only started to text her and he already felt better.

XY: no, it's fine

XY: i actually yelled at him

Marinette: ...

Marinette: do you feel better?

XY: actually, yep.

XY: he's a really sucky father

Marinette: for some reason, a lot of the blondes i know have a toxic parent

Marinette: it's kinda sad

XY: maybe it's a paris thing

They texted back and forth, XY laughing at the memes Marinette sent.

XY: You're definitely a daughter of Athena

Marinette: ( ⚆ _ ⚆ )

Marinette: is that a percy jackson reference i see

XY: yep

XY: have u read the books?

Marinette: duh

Marinette: you haven't lived til you've read the books

Marinette: sadly, the movies sucked tho

XY: I KNOW

XY: ANNABETH WASN'T EVEN BLONDE

Marinette: EXACTLY!!

Marinette: SJSJSJSJSJSJ

 Marinette: THE MOVIES SCARED ME FOR LIFE

XY: oh yeah

XY: before i forget

XY: what's ur insta?

Marinette: which one

XY scrunched his eyebrows up in confusion.

XY: What do you mean by which one?

Marinette: i have two

Marinette: one as my personal one and the other one for commissions and stuff

XY: ohhh

XY: smart

Marinette: i know ;)

Marinette: my personal one is @Mdupaincheng and the one for my commissions one if @MDCdesigns

XY switched his apps and searched up Marinette's personal instagram. He clicked on the first result that came up.

The profile picture was Marinette in a blue, silky dress that went just above her ankle. There was a slit on her left leg that showed her knee. It was nighttime and Marinette was practically glowing under the city lights. She was staring at something on her right side, with one hand running through her silky black hair which was down for once.

She looked hot.

After XY stopped admiring her profile picture, he finally noticed her follower count.

She had 200,000 followers. 200,000.

It wasn't as high as XY's follower count, that was still quite a lot.

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XY: i didn't know u were insta famous

Marinette: wdym?  

Marinette: which acc

XY: ur personal one

XY: u have over 200k followers

Marinette thought that she read his text wrong. There's no way that Marinette had that many followers. 200,000? There was no way.

Marinette: ur lying

XY: I'm not.

XY: check ur acc

It's been a while since Marinette has logged onto her personal account. The hate she got the last time she's been signed in was too much for her and when Alya told her to log out and just focus on her other account, @MDCdesigns, she couldn't bring herself to argue against her.

Marinette hasn't even thought of that account since that day. So when she logged in and saw that XY wasn't lying, she accidentally dropped her phone in shock.

Tikki looked at Marinette with a questioning look.  

Marinette ignored her kwami and texted the blue-eyes boy back.

Marinette: HOLY SHIT

Marinette: I HAVE 200k FOLLOWERS

Marinette: HOW TF DID THAT HAPPEN

XY: when was the last time you checked ur acc

Marinette: about 3 months ago

Marinette: the media thought i was adrien's gf and his fangirls came at me

Marinette: i got a ton of hate and a friend of mine told me to log out and just focus on my @MDCdesigns acc

Marinette: so i did

Marinette: i haven't thought abt that acc since then

XY: the fangirls were probably just jealous

XY: it's been months so they probably calmed down

XY: I'm looking through the comments rn and so far the latest hate comment you've got was about 2 weeks ago

XY: you've got a bit of a fanbase yk

Marinette: WHAT DO I DO

Marinette: DO I JUST CONTINUE NOT TO POST OR SHOULD I POST SOMETHING ON MY STORY ABT HOW THANKFUL I AM FOR 200k

Marinette: HOW COME NONE OF MY FRIENDS TOLD ME ABT THIS

XY: don't post anything rn

XY: post a picture of yourself and the caption it something that shows ur thankful for the number of followers u received

XY: OH

XY: a few hours before u post the picture, make sure u post on ur story abt how ur back from ur break on social media

XY: that way ppl will understand why u haven't been active

XY: it'll also have ppl prepared for ur post and they'll be waiting for u to post it

XY: that'll give u more engagement and stuff

Marinette: thank u

Marinette: that was really helpful

Marinette: when should i post something?

Marinette: AND I STILL DONT KNOW WHY MY FRIENDS DIDNT SAY ANYTHING ABT THIS

XY: u told ur friend that u were taking a break from social media right?

Marinette: yes

XY: then they probably weren't expecting u to post anything so they weren't checking ur insta

XY: u should post something on the weekend

XY: that way ppl wouldn't bother u during school this week

XY: if u want i can help u come up with ideas tomorrow?

Marinette: yes, please!

Marinette: do u wanna come over

Marinette: we can plan it in my room so that ppl won't overhear us

XY: guess I'll see u tomorrow then

XY: just text me the time ur available and I'll be there

Marinette: make sure to wear a disguise tho!

Marinette: we got lucky last time and no tabloids caught us

XY: ur right

XY: we must've been really lucky if no one got a pic of us

XY: but okay

XY: I'll wear my best disguise

XY: goodnight, princess

Marinette blinked a few times, making sure she read the text correctly.

Princess.

Marinette: goodnight ♥

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[leejeongz]

first time with treasure (legal line)

🔅this is my first time writing anything like this as u said so pls bare with me haha. thanks for requesting tho!🔅

FEMALE READER

hyunsuk:

⏾ probably started with a lil bit of mutual masturbation. his eyes would flicker while trying to focus on all of you until he couldn’t take it any more and he’d just ask you to suck his dick

⏾ it’s important to him that you’re comfortable so he uses pillows to support you and asks a few times if your comfortable physically. he would just stick to missionary for your first time because he doesn’t wanna “man handle” you but he might flip you over if he gets carried away.

⏾ if you’re naturally not very loud during sex, he would make up for it (a man who is NOT afraid to moan) and hopefully encourage you to be louder since it turns him on. likes hearing your breathing change too, especially when you orgasm

⏾ wants to cum on your face and finds out he really likes to see you covered in his cum so it becomes a regular thing.

“fuckk come here y/n, let’s help each other, yeah?”

jihoon:

⏾ he wishes he could be gentle for your first time together. he hopes you don’t think of him any differently after the experience, he wants you to still know that he’s your boyfriend after all and he’s not just using you even if it might seem like it

⏾ but he gets carried away even just kissing you. he doesn’t lose sight of you though, and he continues referring to you as his. in the time you’ve spent together, he thinks he’s gathered enough insight to know what you’ll like and not like in the bedroom despite never having sex before

⏾ nothing too kinky (no bdsm rn) but a whole lot of denial, not even just sexual (touch, sight etc)

⏾ it was all really sudden, but you both consented and you wouldn’t have had it either way. there was also no awkwardness after, he’d praise you for doing certain things well and he’d ask you if you enjoyed it. praise him bc that’s what he wants duh.

“i’m not touching you until you’ve taken all this in your mouth”

yoshi:

⏾ he doesn’t want to rush anything with you so he takes his time throughout the whole experience, even though he did kinda plan the evening

⏾ makes everything romantic, cooks you a meal, takes you to the bedroom which has your favourite candle burning, keeps telling you how amazing you look and how lucky he is to have you. he wants you to feel safe and comfortable.

⏾ lots of little kisses everywhere, especially your legs and stomach. he also likes to keep his hands somewhere on you while fucking, whether that be your thighs, your hips or that booty hehe

⏾ keeps it pretty vanilla but he’s in charge. it’s all in his eyes, even if you can’t see him, you can feel them piercing into your body. you’re all his.

⏾ keeps asking if you’re okay but not so many times that it ruins the mood. he genuinely wants to make sure that you’re okay and that you aren’t regretting it.

“you look so pretty, you do that so well”

junkyu:

⏾ kinda shocked when you say you’re ready/you initiate it because he hadn’t even hinted at it. if anything he feels a little guilty and wonders if he pressured you into it without even realising it but you reassured him that he didn’t.

⏾ wastes no time after you tell him. all the kisses you receive from that moment on are intense and hungry.

⏾ eats you out for a good 10 minutes which is something he’d never normally do but because it’s you, he feels like he wants to pleasure you first. as soon as he’s finished his boxers come off and it’s all on u bby, you better make him feel better than he’s ever felt before or else you’ll be punished. he doesn’t know where to put his hands, in your hair or in his, so he just settles for both even if it’s a little awkward

⏾ 11/10 pull out game for your first time, covers your stomach in cum and looks proud. sort of seals the deal, you’re his now and that’s final.

⏾ praises you a lot after sex and makes jokes of any awkward things that happened like when you accidently made a weird noise or something.

“oh, look at you, all covered in my cum. can i take a photo as a reminder of how amazing this was, princess?”

mashiho:

⏾ is the softest boy during your first time. you pair were just cuddling, soon leading to more. although unexpected, he was still prepared with a condom.

⏾ very much focused on your pleasure, almost so much that he forgets about himself at the time.

⏾ he’s smiling the whole time. he’s genuinely enjoying himself while pleasuring you and he can tell that you are too with the amount of noise you’re making. he feels proud to hear you making so much noise, he really appreciates the affirmation

⏾ stays in missionary for most of the time, being able to pepper your face with gentle kisses and show you how much he’s enjoying himself since you can see each other. he turns you over when he can feel he’s gonna cum and fucks in doggy until he pulls your and finishes all over your back.

“you’re so cute! this doesn’t hurt right? should i go faster?”

jaehyuk:

⏾ starts off as just innocent kissing that gets deeper and deeper. soon gets the hint and starts working his way kissing down your body

⏾ he lets you spend as little or as long as you want on foreplay, you’re doing most of it anyway. will acc make an effort to pleasure you with those longer fingers of his though, to the point where you have to grab his wrist and make him slow down a little

⏾ likes holding your boobs while he fucks you, might even bring them to him mouth once or twice if he can

⏾ he doesn’t really know whether you’re into anything that he’s into just yet, so he keeps it pretty vanilla, but isn’t afraid to wrap his hand around your neck or bite your ears

⏾ doesn't last very long because he’s been waiting for this for so long and imaging it. he definitely announces before he cums (announces before he does anything really) and buries his face in your neck

⏾ the aftercare king. makes sure you go to the toilet, leaves u to shower in peace, be prepared for cuddles and lots of them, puts on a movie for you pair.

“i’m gonna put it in now, let me know if it hurts.”

asahi:

⏾ since you’d done stuff before (not gone all the way tho) you knew what turned him on. all it took was you bending over and he was solid. only this time things got wayyy more intimate and neither of you were complaining

⏾ he doesn’t really see a purpose for “roles” in the bedroom when he doesn’t know what he is himself, especially not for the first time. just whatever feels natural.

⏾ you find the most comfortable position on this occasion to be you riding him, which he’s overjoyed about. your facing away from him and hand is on your back, steadily pushing you further forward without realising, his other hand is in his hair which is already covered in sweat

⏾ tells you to face him at some point. he wants to see how much pleasure he’s giving you right now, not just hear it.

⏾ when he gets close, his eyes are closed and his head is imbedded in the pillow behind him. you were already back to sucking his dick at this point, but you decided to glance up at him, you were glad you did too because the sight did not disappoint as he finished messily all over your face.

“you really know how to get me going, baby”

gifs aren’t mine

#treasure #treasure imagines #treasure reactions #treasure smut #hyunsuk #choi hyunsuk #jihoon #park jihoon #yoshi #junkyu #mashiho #jaehyuk #yoon jaehyuk #asahi

[haneybun123]

first kisses w/ TWICE!

Masterlist

A/N: thank you anon for the request! I’m acc so proud of this one ngl. I might stick to this two day schedule instead. I like these.

also, still obsessed with the Switch to Me mv. I will be using those gifs for as long as I can find them.

Im Nayeon / Nayeon

- just like this gif, Nayeon will be the sweetest. it’s going to be as cheesy and cute as physically possible because that’s just how she is!! she can’t help it!!! you guys had been incredibly close for a long time and you could both tell that you had something, whatever that would become. really, her confession and kiss all happened by accident. she didn’t feel ready to begin anything with you yet because she was still thinking about the risks. the universe, however, apparently had other plans for you both. so, she listened.

- Nayeon hadn’t been feeling great recently. she had been sick for a few days with a cold and you, being her best friend and practically in love with her, knew exactly what she needed. you bought as many cupcakes and chocolates that you knew she needed and brought them over to her place. she had never been so grateful for you- you were always there when she needed you most. that's when she realised that she needed to confess to you.

she unwrapped the wrapper on the cupcake as soon as you sat down together, eating it with a look of pure bliss on her face. you couldn’t help but giggle at her face as she said “you’re a saint, y/n. my guardian angel.” she spoke around her mouthful of cupcake. you bit into one of your own from your own box, smiling at her reaction, “as long as it makes you feel better, Nayeon. do you need anything else?” you asked, ready to jump up and get her whatever she needs until you saw her expression. she looked at you with the biggest puppy eyes you’ve ever seen. you couldn’t help but smile at it. she’s so sweet you couldn't help the butterflies in your chest.

“y/n.. I appreciate you. so much. you’ve always been here for me. I don’t know what I’d do without you,” you were shocked, you’ve never heard her speak like this before without alcohol or exhaustion. suddenly, she began to cry. “i.. wow, I really am so whipped for you. look at these tears.” she muttered to herself. you knew you weren’t meant to hear that but you couldn't help but blurt out “I like you too, Nayeon.” she looked at you with a shocked expression, blushing a bright scarlet at your words. after a moments hesitation she dove into your arms, kissing you with a smile across her face. she was so excited at your words she just couldn’t help herself. “I’m so embarrassed that you heard that but that was music to my ears.”

Yoo Jeongyeon / Jeongyeon

- Jeongyeon is going to wait a little longer to kiss you than the other members. she wants to make sure you guys are complimentary to each other and have the ability to get serious before she does. it would just be embarrassing if you didn’t see her as someone to get serious with but she did with you- she isn’t as bold as the other members. she waits until you’re deep in the beginning of your relationship to do it. once she realised you were just as infatuated with her as she was with you she decided it was time.

- she decided to be subtle with it. she wasn’t going to take you to somewhere fancy- just a nice cafe where you went on your mornings that you had free. it was an adorable, tiny, family run place that didn’t have the most visitors. peaceful, quiet, perfect for you two and her confession. you could perfectly focus on each other and your feelings. it could not have been better. 

Jeongyeon came back to the table with two steaming mugs, placing your cute yellow pastel mug in front of you. the room itself was brush painted brick, plants covering the walls and fluffy couches against all of the walls. you and Jeongyeon  sat in your usual seat- a tiny, rickety table with two armchairs in the back corner of the room. surrounded by plants, your usual order in hands, and your sweet Jeongyeon sat in front of you, you couldn’t be more comfortable. “y/n, I've really enjoyed our time together that we’ve had so far.” she confessed, looking over at you coyly from over her mug. you couldn’t help the light dusting of a blush that grew over your cheeks, “me too..” you shyly muttered back, “what brought that on, Jeongyeon?” 

“y/n... I really like you- of course- and I know you feel the same. I was just wondering if you wanted to.. make it official.” she couldn’t look at you in the eye, staring down at her spoon stirring her coffee. if she had looked up she would see you internally losing your mind. you had wanted to hear her say that for so long as you didn’t really have the courage to do it yourself. “I-I would love to,” you said probably a little too loudly. her hair flew over her shoulders as she looked up at you. she leaned over the table to you, quickly kissing you and sitting back in her seat. you both met each others eyes, blushing intensely as wide smiles began to grow. you continued to enjoy your breakfasts in peace knowing you had a long, happy future together. 

Momo / Hirai Momo

- just like Nayeon, her kiss was the damn sweetest. she made a plan for an entire date, planning to kiss you at the perfect moment so you would be swooning the whole night. luckily, it went to her plan.. mostly. while she wasn’t a perfect gentlewomen, making every perfect move and leaving you unable to resist her charms. luckily for her, though, you fell for her not because she is perfect but because she’s a clumsy dork I can only do the tissue thing!!. it was adorable to you! so her tripping through her plan for the night makes it even more perfect to you. she was very glad you saw it as such, that’s for sure.

- what she had wanted from your first kiss was for you both to go to a cute park, take a nice walk through these rolling fields, give you a flower and say it’s as pretty as you, and kiss you while you blush. your perfect rom-com, kdrama moment. but.. Momo isn’t that lucky. you both wore the complete wrong shoes for it. neither of you expected the ground to be so slippery. safe to say that with both of your clumsy natures that the day could only end in disaster..

you and Momo parked in a tiny, overgrown car park overlooking into a sprawling landscape of rolling hills. it was stunning. “Momo, how did you find this?” you asked, awe evident in your voice. she was pleased at your reaction, a proud smile over her face. “we had to come here for a photoshoot once. I like to come here sometimes, when I have the time.” she opened your door for you and walked you in through a small gap in the hedge, leading you through a small forest, past a bubbling stream, to the bottom of a grassy slope. you began to walk up of it, desperate to see the beautiful view at the top.

Momos plan was to kiss you when you reach the top, giving you the flower she had in her bag. what she didn’t think about, though, was that it had been raining all month and that the ground may be a bit slippery than she may expect. your feet were slipping easily. soon, you began to actually fall. Momo tried to pull you up but instead fell with you. luckily, the slope wasn’t even close to being steep so all you received were some bruises. you landed next to each other- breathless. silently, she pulls her bag off her back and removes her- now broken- rose. “I was going to give this to you.. and confess.. but clearly that hasn’t gone well.” she laughed at herself. you pushed yourself up with your elbows, looking down at her, and smiled widely- “I wanted to confess too.” you admitted, causing Momo to almost land on her feet in joy. she leant up to you, putting herself in a similar position as you, to meet your lips. while it wasn’t the confession she was expecting it was still a beautiful moment.

Sana / Minatozaki Sana

- Sana had known that she liked you for a while, having met between mutual friends, and she was sick of trying to hide it. she was sure her crush was incredibly obvious by now, Nayeon had already pointed it out, so she decided her first move was going to be bold. she was a bold person- it was only natural. if you didn’t accept her feelings it would be okay- she knew you were too close before her crush developing for you to never talk afterwards.

- she invited you over to her place to hang out alone. this had happened once or twice before so you had no suspicions about anything. however, when she had a dinner table laid out with pretty flowers and candles just for you both you could feel something was different. she sat you down, looked over at you, and confessed to you there. you were charmed at the whole situation- never realising that Sana could be so romantic. 

you arrived at Sanas’ place presuming that your hang out was going to be just like the others- romantic tension that neither of you are willing to break with some awkward humour thrown in for fun. but, to be honest with yourself, you’d never change it. you loved spending time with Sana no matter how awkward it could get because making her laugh from your bad jokes and seeing her smile because of you was an irreplaceable feeling. nothing made you prouder.

so, when you went into her dining room and saw her romantic dinner she had prepared for you it felt like your dreams had been granted. never did you think you’d see a blushing Sana seating you at a candlelit dinner for two. you were already in Heaven. “Sana.. this is for me? us?” you couldn’t hold back the shock from your voice. you’d never been so flattered. she sat across from you, shifting in her seat, before locking eyes with you and confessing: “I’ve dreamt about this day, y/n. I’ve wanted to confess to you for so long, I’ve rehearsed a speech at least 100 times.. but I decided the best way to show you was with my actions.” you had to hand it to her- the delicious dinner and the sweet kiss you both shared above it proved it better than words ever could.

Jihyo / Park Jihyo

- I see Jihyo as the person people go to for advice all the time so, from all of the advice she’s given others in her years, she knows how to ask you out. she thinks about all of the advice she’s given and picks out the parts she knows worked the best. no grand gestures because they’re too embarrassing, flowers are always really sweet especially if they’re the persons favourite colour, low-key dates allow more intimacy.. and her plan was formed.

- she would arrive at your house with dandelions and gillyflowers in your favourite colour- since they symbolise new beginnings and a happy life, walk you to a restaurant she went to in her training days that nobody really knew about, walk on the outside so you’re safe from the road, any small thing she can  do to show how much she cares about you is something she will do. then, like a true gentlewoman, she will walk you right to the door and kiss you goodnight.

you heard your doorbell ring right on time. Jihyo was at the door dressed in a cute, casual outfit that made her look even more stunning than usual. you were blown away- the fact that she had asked you out alone was still crazy to you. you had spent the past hour bouncing between different looks from nerves but seeing her at the door immediately filled you with excitement. you swung the door open to see her hiding behind a bouquet of flowers. she popped out, smiling at you. you couldn’t help but smile at her and her cute antics, already starting the date in such a cute way. the walk to the dinner was filled with casual conversation- hardly different from how you talked besides her reaching for your hand.

you couldn't help but be flustered at Jihyo open nature, not expecting her to hold your hand so soon. the dinner itself was mostly getting to know each other to a more intimate degree, sharing dumb jokes and cheesy one-liners through the meal. you couldn’t deny that she was an amazing date and you didn’t really want the night to end. through the walk home, Jihyo began to talk more seriously. “y/n, I’ve really enjoyed our night together. I’m glad you let me have this night.” she looked at you with the sweetest look you’ve ever seen. as you stepped up to your door Jihyo grabbed your hand to turn you to face her, and kissed you, finally gathering her courage to perfectly end your night.

Mina / Myoui Mina

- Mina was far too shy to confess to you let alone kiss you. she spent a lot of time looking into it, asking her members how they did it and watching many a romcom in definitely not self-indulgent “research.” she had some very cute ideas about what to do but was continuously unsure about how to do it.

- so, she decided to combine all of her favourite romcom tropes into an ultra romcom move that was sure to win you over. she bought flowers, took you to a Chinese restaurant where you broke fortune cookies, memorised the cutest and cheesiest one-liners to slightly embarrass herself but you more. it was perfect!

Mina had invited you for a night exploring the city. you arrived at hers just before nightfall, planning to go to the highest tower to watch the sunset. after that, you would get some food and enjoy your time together. you were amazed she had the courage to make her first date with you so romantic. you arrived at the top, staring down at the city while it basked in the orange glow of the sun. Mina looked over at you, grinning at your reaction, “beautiful, right? Not as beautiful as you, though.” you saw her blush at herself while you giggled in delight.

you soon arrived at the Chinese restaurant, being seated in the corner behind a tan partition. it was the perfect seat for her to bring out her best lines on you. “so, y/n, just so you know, my heart is and always will be yours.” of course, how would that not make you blush? but, then you realised, “are you quoting Hugh Lorie at me on our first date?” you both laughed loudly as your waiter arrived, shyly smiling at the sight. once you ordered and they left she turned back to you. “so, you like Hugh Laurie too?” she asked, smiling widely knowing that her plan worked. you nodded. you saw her gaining courage as she quoted, “so, I’m just a girl, sitting in front of a date, asking for a.. kiss?”

Dahyun / Kim Dahyun

- Dahyun is one of the more relaxed members when it comes to moments like this. she’s going to let the moment meet her and take advantage of it. so, when you end up at a party together, she sees her chance and goes for it. she had had a crush on you for a while and was pretty confident that you liked her back. the times that you had been alone together you had been pretty flustered, unable to take her eyes off of her, so she got the hint pretty quick. it was then she decided to wait for this moment. and what a beautiful day it was.

- you had rolled up to the party looking the best she’d ever seen you. most of the time around her you were dressed pretty casually- usually you just wore jeans or jogging bottoms around her- so to see you dressed in such a fine outfit had her going full heart eyes mode. so, she put on her charm. she decided that by the end of the night you would be hers and to spend her night wooing you over. so, she got you a drink as soon as your cup was empty, talked to you all night, laughed at your shitty jokes, protected you from others hitting on you. you were blushing and flirting back, of course, and she was pleased her flirting was working. 

“Dahyun, oh my god!” you laughed, leaning against her in your mirth. she smiled down at you with a sugar-sweet grin, holding you to her so you don’t fall. you settled yourself into Dahyun side with a bright blush spread across your cheeks, looking over the party, “I’m glad we got to talk tonight, Dahyun.” you looked over to her with a bright smile, bursting with happiness at the turn of the night. she told you you were beautiful, had been looking after you all night, and held such a fascinating conversation with you ranging from her favourite food to the current climate in music at the time. you had never had such a good time at the party.

it was then that you decided to check the time. “holy shit Dahyun it’s 2am. we should probably leave. people seem to be leaving, too.” you picked yourself up from Dahyuns side and began the route to your car. of course, Dahyun followed you. you couldn’t help but giggle at her- she was so polite it was crazy. as you walked down the street to your car, Dahyun began to speak- “so, I hope I’m not speaking out of line when I say that I felt and have been feeling sparks between us for a while. I hope you feel the same so.. would you mind if I kissed you?” she turned to you, hope in her normal puppy eyes and, like a sane person, you accepted.

Chaeyoung / Son Chaeyoung

- Chaeyoung is a huge romantic so she is going to go for her first kiss with you early on. by the second or third date she will be planning on going for it. she won’t be overly nervous because she won’t go for it if she isn’t confident that she’s completely won you over (hence why she might wait until the third date). but, she’s way too excited to wait for a long time. like every classic romcom, she’s going to kiss you at the end of the night after walking to yours. you know those classic kisses at the doorstep, your hand on the doorknob and about to turn away? those.

- so, she invited you out to dinner. she made sure to wear her prettiest dress she could find in her wardrobe and high enough heels so that she could somewhat reach your lips later on in the night. you went to a high-class restaurant, ate a beautiful meal, and Chaeyoung insisted to pay in full. if you insisted on splitting she would relent but would insist on paying later on. then, she would take you for a walk back to your house. that was when she began to increase her charm.

you had just left the restaurant after you’re beautiful dinner, her arms linked around yours as you walk together through the streets. you were giggling amongst yourselves, feeling utterly smitten with each other after such a wonderful night together. “thank you for dinner, Chae.” you said, looking over at her. she smiled at you with her sweet smile that charmed you in the first place. “anything for you, y/n. I want to treat you as special as I see you so I’m glad you enjoy it.” you couldn’t hold back your shy giggles. you couldn’t help but think, how could Chaeyoung keep getting more charming? you carried on your walk, small talk being shared and sparks flickering in the air from your chemistry. 

you reached a bench perched on a small hill, nestled under an oak tree, that overlooked Seoul. you both sat to rest her feet and admire the view for a while- putting off the inevitability of you going home. it was here that Chaeyoung decided to make you both official. in a short confession, a confession of mutual attraction, and a long hug, your dreams had come true. never did you believe you could meet someone as perfect for you as Chae was so you were upset when she wouldn’t kiss you there. if she wanted to wait that was fine with you but she wasn’t going to make you wait much longer. you reached your house not long after, agreeing to meet up in a few days for your first official date as a couple, when she surprised you by slowly closing the distance between your mouth and hers. “thank you for tonight, y/n.” she muttered against your lips. she always knew how to keep you on the edge.

Tzuyu / Chou Tzuyu

- it took about 2 weeks for her members to convince her that confessing to you would be a good idea. she was convinced it would ruin your friendship and wasn’t confident enough that you liked her back.. so your talking stage was almost 10 months long. when she was convinced to confess it took her forever to become comfortable enough to do more than hold your hand but when you cuddled for the first time she couldn’t stop. she’s literally addicted to it now so you presumed that your first kiss would come around soon. but.. it didn’t. because the members had to convince her to do it. again.

- when she did get the courage to it resulted in your first kiss being very spur of the moment. you didn’t mind though. if anything, it made it sweeter. it was such a Tzuyu thing to do that you couldn’t help but giggle about it and give her a million kisses afterwards just from how cute her reaction is. she's young! she hasn't had much relationship experience especially with living so much of her childhood in the limelight. but, it’s a treasured memory none the less. 

you were sitting on the couch while Tzuyu was getting drinks for you both in the kitchen but you could hear some quiet mumbling from the room. so, you snuck to the doorway to listen to what they were saying, “Tzuyu, you can do it! they clearly like you!” and similar statements being repeated as she stuttered out excuses. you realised that it was almost all of the members trying to hype her up to kiss you. you rushed back to the couch as the chatter died down, settling yourself in to make it seem like you weren’t listening. she seemed much more anxious than she was before, fiddling a lot more with her hands than usual.

“Tzuyu, is there something wrong?” you asked, faking curiosity because you already knew. she turned to you in surprise- clearly not realising that she was acting much different than usual- before stuttering out that she was okay. she breathed out before turning to you, reaching for your hands, and leaned in. she was moving slowly, obviously stiff from nerves, and you couldn’t help but smile. even before you were about to have your first kiss it was just impossible not to smile. you closed the distance yourself, softly and sweetly kissing her to calm her down. she pulled away first to see you giggle. she blushed intently before you explained yourself- “Tzuyu, you were adorable. that was so sweet.” 

as she sighed in relief you heard some quiet cheers from the kitchen. looking up, you realised the members had watched you the whole time. Tzuyu was in for a long night of teasing afterwards.

#twice #twice reactions #twice scenarios #twice fluff #kpop #kpop girl groups

[seaaitch-getalife]

Roger Taylor x reader 1973 (SMUT)

Summary: It´s 1973, London. You just started working in the recording studio of an old friend, who so happens to record Queens newest album.

Pairing: young!RogerTaylor x F!reader

A/N: this is my first part and first story that involves smut...so yeah I hope you guys enjoy it. In the next part it should get even spicier

Words: 3284

Warnings: smut, swearing, alcohol, cigarettes, dom/sub, hate fucking, degrating, fighting, unprotected sex, age difference (reader is 18 and Roger is 24), public sex, oral, over stimulation, Roger and reader being assholes to eachother

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Chapter 2 – Party time

„RIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!“. I fell out of bed when my alarm clock starts ringing. „Ughhh it's only 9 in the fucking morning! Shut up!“ I said while throwing a pillow at the object. Of course, it didn´t go silent so I finally got up to turn it off and throw it on the bed. What a great start...

I took a shower, did my make up and got dressed. Same jeans as yesterday but this time with a red top and some black sunglasses.

On the 20min long way to the studio, I grabbed a coffee and had my usual morning cigarette. After I finally arrived Rick greeted me. „Good morning Y/N! Are you ready for your first day at work?“ he said with a wide grin. I smiled tiredly back at him. „Yeah *yawn I can't wait“. He chuckles a bit and starts walking to another room, I follow him like a lost puppy. It's the recording room from yesterday but this time without the band. „Where are they?“ I ask him in a quiet voice. He turns to me „Oh they'll be here in 2 hours,“ I wanted to say something but he cut me off „Buuut before you start to complain, you're not here this early without a reason. I need you to clean the room before they arrive, Can you do this?“. „I mean... it's my job now isn't it?“ I said with a little unsure smirk „That's the spirit!“ he said while walking to the door but stops to face me again „Oh before I forget, the cleaning utensils are in the small room at the end of the hall, next to the toilets“ he gave me one last smile before walking away.

I sighed but didn't complain... „It's my job, isn't it? I gotta be grateful for this opportunity! Also how hard can it be?“ I thought to myself while walking to the room at the end of the hall to get everything I need. But when I opened the door... I thought I lose it... there was a bucket, an old used sponge that looked like a zombie version of SpongeBob, and a vacuum. Nothing more. So I thought for a second before walking out across the street to the supermarket. I got a few cleaning products and new sponges! Then I started cleaning. I was probably the first one in 4 years who cleaned this recording room... I didn't even notice when the band started entering the room. I faced the other direction and whore headphones so I couldn't hear them either. My dumbass was dancing and moving my hips to the song I was listening to while cleaning a guitar. Someone tapped me on the shoulder and my soul left my body for a second, I quickly turned around, put the headphones down, and stared blushing like a tomato when I faced Brian and the others. „Oh-Oh god, I'm so sorry I didn't hear you enter the room... I feel so embarrassed!“ I hid my face behind my hands while screaming internally. He gave me a soft smile and took the guitar out of my hand „Thanks for cleaning it“, I started removing my hands from my face, starting to calm down a bit „Uhhh no problem“ I gave him an awkward smile and finally greeted the other members. Freddie joked what a great dancer I would be, even I started laughing at that thought and joked with him. But I also noticed Rogers blushed cheeks and him starring at me. When he noticed me looking at him back he snapped at me „You better not broke anything with your DanCe SkIlLs on my drums!“. I just stared at him not realizing what just happened before I finally snapped back at him „Just because you can't keep anything clean or destroying it while trying to do it doesn't mean I am as useless as you are!“ he just looked at me shocked for a second „Just keep your hands off my drums and move your sweet little ass back to your seat so we can start recording!“. I just looked at him, he made my whole body boil with anger but I tried to keep it cool, I didn't want to lose my job. So instead of saying something back I just started walking to the office without turning around again I yelled „And stop looking at my ass Taylor!“ before slamming the door shut. He just sat there blushing a bit again, the others started laughing.

Rick soon followed and sat next to me, he was surprised seeing all the new products and was even more amazed at how clean everything was, he thanked me and gave me the money for the products with a little tip for my hard work. That put me in a better mood, just a little bit but that's better than nothing.

After 2 more hours of work, I finally decided to take a break, so I got up to go outside. There I was smoking like usual and eating a sandwich I bought earlier. It was peaceful so I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, this feeling of harmony was interrupted by the door swinging open and a loud deep growl. „Uggghhhh of course I had to meet YOU“. I opened my eyes and started to get annoyed just hearing HIM. „I was here first so stop complaining for once! You're acting like a mad child!“. He of course only chuckled deeply while lithing the cigarette in his mouth, then he said in a low voice „And you're acting like a prude old lady who's mad because she doesn't get any good dick.“ His smirk grew when he saw my face. My face was painted in a deep shade of red, my mouth a bit open and my eyebrows furrowed together. He closed one eye and took another stroke while grinning stupidly at me, proud that I lost my words. I stepped on my now dead cigarette and walked past him „Oh sit on a dick Roger!“ I could hear him laugh before the door finally closed. I sat back on my chair, sliding down a bit like a mad blob. Rick snickers, „What happened to you?“ „Roger Taylor happened.“ he laughed slightly petting my head. When Roger walked past us he sticks his tongue out and I flip him off. „Oh you're so mature!“ I mocked at him, he just turned to me „Rather childish than prude and grumpy“ while winking at me, also flipping me off. I blush and angrily sit back in my chair, trying to disappear in it. Rick just laughed but didn't dare to ask what that meant.

Finally, it was the end of your shift and you could go home. When you started to grab your stuff Freddie walked in, grabbing your arm lightly „Y/N wait!“ I looked at him surprised „What is it Fred?“ he smiled „I wanted to invite you and Rick of course too, to my party later!“ „Party?“ I questioned. „Yes, it's gonna be amazing Darling! You have to come I damaged it!“ I was startled for a moment „But what should I wear? I don't own anything fancy... and I don't wanna look like some homeless person at your party“ Freddie just laughed „Oh don't worry Darling you still have five hours before one of my driver is going to pick you up. Here take this“ he put some money in my bag, I didn't know how much. I was so shocked, did this really just happen, or is it all just a weird dream? I snapped back to reality „Oh my... I can't acce-“ Freddie put a finger over my mouth „Yes you can and now go get yourself something fancy I wanna see you as your best self!“ I smiled at him and pulled him into a tight hug „Thank you so much“ I tried not to shed a tear out of joy „I will see you all later!“

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I looked in the mirror after putting on my new dress. I looked stunning. It was a tight but not too tight black dress. It hugged my curves perfectly the big cleavage left little to the imagination, my back was open and there was a slit at the side of the dress that complimented my legs perfectly. I wore black high heels and a beautiful necklace to finish off the look. I put some more make-up on fixed my hair and - „RIIING“ I grabbed the phone „Miss L/N your driver has arrived and is waiting for you“ a monotone voice said, „OH yeah I`ll be down there in a second!“ I grabbed my purse and the present I got for Freddie to thank him once again.

We drove about 30min to his House. It was huge. I stepped out of the car and couldn't close my mouth. My eyes sparkled by all the lights shining from inside. I soon got ripped out of my amazement when John greeted me with a warm hug. „Hello Y/N I'm glad you made it“ „Hey John“ I smiled back happy to meet someone I knew. „Do you know where Fred is? I got him a little something.“ he looked down at my champagne bottle and smiled „Yeah I'll show you, follow me!“ he started walking into the crowd. I was scared to lose him between all those people so I grabbed his hand, he looked at me and flashed me a smile while continuing walking. Finally, I could see him I thanked John for showing me the way and excused myself. I walked towards Freddie and his friends when he noticed me he jumped up and hugged me tight „Darling you look amazing! I'm so glad you're here!“ I smiled back at him „I'm glad to Fred! Oh, and I got you something small... as a thank you for the dress“ I handed him the big champagne bottle, attached to it the rest of his money. He laughed „Oh Darling just keep the money it's no bi-“ „No, it's yours and this dress was expensive enough! The champagne I bought with my own money of course...“ He laughed more and hugged me once again. He put the bottle down, took my hand, and started walking to the bar. „To us my dear!“ he said while raising his shot glass. „To you Freddie“ I smiled and downed the clear but strong liquor. I made a weird face because of the taste which made him laugh. We drank and talked for a few more minutes until he had to go greet other guests. So I stayed at the bar because I couldn't see anybody I knew. I definitely should have eaten more because I was drunk way too fast. After my fifth cocktail, someone tapped me on my shoulder, I turned around and fell in the arms of Rick. I gave him a goofy smile „HeyyyYyyY yoU“ he laughed „How much did you drink?“ „ A...a bit... a little tiny bit... I'm not that drinky!“ I said slurring my words. „Yes, you are! Here drink some water.“ He said handing me a glass of water before putting my arm around his shoulder so he could carry me across the room, away from the bar. He sat me down on a sofa and handed me some snacks so I sober up. And oh lord of course it had to happen „Had a few drinks too much hadn't you?“ a bitchy, all the too familiar voice said next to me. I turned my head to see my „best friend“ Roger Taylor. „Oh great... it's yOu...“ I said, trying to hide my drunkness. He looked me up and down and started starring at my cleavage „Excuse me? My eyes are up here!“ He looked up at me, blushing a bit „They seem more entertaining“ I blushed and crossed my arms across my breast before getting up tumbling away, trying not to crash into someone or fall down. He laughed at my getaway, he clearly saw that I can't stand straight anymore but he didn't bother to offer me help. Roger was more interested in the girl that just started talking to him.

I stumbled up the stairs to find a bathroom that wasn't locked, finally, I found one. I looked into the mirror, seeing my messy hair, smeared lipstick, and mascara. I washed it off and redid most of it. It was hard keeping my hand steady but eventually, I did it.

After this, I stepped out of the bathroom and grabbed a spare drink standing on one of the tables. Just when I started walking downstairs again I ran into someone and spilled my drink all over them. It was a girl... she was in the arms of Roger. I was shocked and started apologizing immediately. She started crying and ran away to the nearest bathroom. „GOD DAMN IT! Can't you fucking watch it!“ Roger yelled at me. „It wasn't on purpo-“ „Yeah it fucking was! What even can you do right?! Apparently nothing!“ I started to feel embarrassed but decided to talk back to him anyway. „And what can you do right?! You saw me walking but didn't care to move aside!“ „Oh I'm sorry I didn't know that I needed to step aside for the Queen!“ he stepped closer and closer to me while yelling. I stepped back and hit the wall behind me. „Ugh can't you fucking shut up for once! It was an accident! I didn't fucking see you!“ I tried to act tuff but he wasn't having it, his rage boiled in him it was visible „Shut up yourself you stupid bitch!“ his right arm leaning in the wall next to my head. I could feel his breath on my face it smelled like cigarettes and alcohol. „You should close that mouth of yours you smell like your dying on the inside!“ he moved a bit closer almost touching my face with his. „You should stop talking now!“ he warned with a low growl. I opened my mouth to say something back but that's when he crashed his lips into mine. I was shocked but soon melted into the messy kiss. He bit my lower lip and a small moan escaped my mouth. I then realized what even was happening. His leg was between mine, one arm still resting on the wall the other one on my lower back. Roger started kissing down my neck, biting and sucking on it, trying to find my sweet spot. Of course, that didn't take him long.

He grabbed me and dragged me after him, he opened a door and pushed me into the spare bedroom. He closed the door and grabbed me again pulling me into another hot messy kiss, our tongues dancing together. He skillfully removed my dress from my shoulders, it fell to the floor exposing my bare breasts to him. He inhaled sharply before turning me around. My face pushed into the mattress while my ass was in the air. He unbuckled his pants and pulled them down with his underwear, his hand pushed my soaked panty to the side. „You're such a pathetic little slut, I didn't even touch you and you're already so wet.“ he said in a low voice. Without a warning he pushed himself into me I yelled at the sensation, not even Roger could keep a moan in. „Damn you're tighter than I thought, you seem like such a slut who would bang anyone.“ I couldn't answer, it was too much for me. This drunk feeling mixed with him pounding into me. I couldn't think straight anymore. I saw stars. My eyes rolled back into my head while I was moaning, no not moaning, screaming. He pounded into me with inhuman speed telling me how useless I am, what a bitch I was... but I didn't hear him I concentrated on not cumming. He felt me tightening around him which made him whimper „Are you little slut already cumming!?“ I couldn't answer. My legs started shaking, my face buried more into the bedsheets, and my heat clammed down harder. He didn't stop or slowed down he fucked me harder through my orgasm and the other one that followed after near seconds. Finally, he stopped but only to turn me around. Now I was laying on my back, my legs on top of his shoulder, he immediately started fucking me again. I couldn't even calm down from the last two orgasms. It felt all so unreal. I just felt this penetration that made my face all hot and my skin tingly. Spit was dripping down my open mouth. „You enjoy being used like that don't you“ I nodded my head which made him smirk and go even deeper. „Say my name slut! I want everyone to know who fucked you this good!“ he went even faster. I couldn't hold back another second. His roughness when he fucked all his anger into me it was too much. I once again tightened around his swelling cock, his trusts getting sloppy, he was close. Then I screamed his name on the top of my lungs. Soon after he cums inside me painting my walls in his sperm. For the first time, he was slow, riding out our orgasm. After that he pulled out, breathing heavily. I couldn't move, my legs still twitching feeling like some kind of jello. Roger threw a few tissues at me so I could clean up the mess leaking out of my sensitive cave. He looked at me for another second, admiring his work, before putting his outfit back together and walking out of the room, without saying another word.

I felt like the slut he knew I was. So I quickly got up, put my dress back on, and ran into the nearest bathroom to clean myself up. My hair was a mess, my makeup looked like I went for a swim also mine and his juices spilled down my thighs. I cleaned myself up as well as possible before slowly walking to the bar, drinking once again. Freddie spotted me asking if everything was alright. When he got a better look at me he noticed the marks on my neck, that's when he started laughing „Had a bit fun?“ I didn't answer, my silence said enough. He turned around to greet someone, „Rough night?“ he yelled at this person in the crowd. He chuckles before turning back to me. His mind connecting the dots. „Oh no you didn't!“ he said laughing. I looked at him in confusion. „Roger's back looks like a cat attacked him! The two of you?! I can't believe it!“ He couldn't stop laughing. I said in a quiet voice to keep it down. He snickers and leans closer to me, grabbing the drink out of my hand „I don't judge you Darling I think the two of you needed to let out some steam“ he smiled at me softly „Come with me, we will find Rick so you can go back to your hotel, you need to rest.“ I agreed and followed him.

Rick drove me back to the hotel and wished me a good night, not mentioning the obvious blue, purple and yellow marks all around my neck. I looked like a horny teenager. I just wanted to shower and go to sleep. So that's what I did. I thanked him for driving me here, took a hot shower to wash away my sins, and went to bed. My last thought are those blue eyes clouded by lust.

Next chapter:

#RogerTaylor #rogertaylor #rogerTaylorxreader #rogertaylorxoc #rogertaylorsmut #freddiemercury #brianmay #johndeacon #queen band

[itsonlystrange]

So I just took a deep dive on Byler Twitter and realized how many people literally devote their whole accounts just to talk sh!t about Kaypeace and her theories along with Byler shippers in general. Honestly, the duffers would not be proud of this. Is this seriously what our show has become? People are BASHING someone just because they have hope in a ship?

They’re calling Bylers deranged, delusional, lost soldiers, “in need of a rude awakening”, and more! Like who hurt you? How upset do you have to be with yourself to say this about someone just for shipping two fictional characters? They seriously can’t stand the fact that someone has hope for something and that there is actually proof tied to it. I’ve seen countless people say that she’s “digging up dust bunnies and pretending it’s gold.” Or that she’s “deranged and needs an awakening.” Which is just horrible! Why would you say that about someone?! Just letting you know that Finn, Millie, AND Noah would 100% find you HORRIBLE for saying things like this. This ISNT the fandom they wanted to raise. The show is not surrounded by byler OR Mileven and either way the show is phenomenal without either and there are so many more components. The duffers would not be proud of this behavior. You gotta admit, there are a lot of byler clues throughout all 3 seasons and calling us deranged for seeing something like that is terrible of you.

Saying that she needs mental help for picking up on hints that 2 people may be in love? Seriously? What is wrong with those people! Why do people have an issue with someone having hope. It’s not like we as Bylers are doing this for Mileven. I haven’t seen a Mileven Hate account in ages. And we personally do not claim those who do that. But I don’t understand why people seriously have an issue with the fact that two people could potentially end up together. How am I deranged for shipping two fake characters? Finn has said countless times to STOP with the ship wars and that he isn’t proud of it. This fandom is so toxic at times and is so horrible. You cannot deny that there are some pretty solids hints of Byler being canon. Kaypeace is not treating herself as If she is some saint. She has never said that all of her theories will be correct. But hell, some of them have been in the past! And with all of this proof, how are we deranged for seeing what’s clearly there? And how are we delusional for having faith in something? People really just wanna ruin our parade and ruin our happiness just because we see potential in 2 characters dating and being end game. This show is NOT a romance and exists without any love in it! So can we all stop acting like the show runs on Mileven or Byler or Jopper or Lumax or Jancy or whatever! We both can acknowledge that both ships have a lot of proof and that is that. Whatever happens, we cannot change. If people seriously get this worked up over the fact that Mike may not be in love with El, that seems like a personal issue. I’m not saying there aren’t toxic Bylers but the Mileven community from what I’ve seen has been HORRIBLE. They gaslight us and completely invalidate how we feel just because it’s “Delusinal” and “isnt canon”. Like?? What???

Also, please stop using the words “delusional” or “deranged” or “mental help” over FICTIONAL CHARACTERS. Implying that someone needs to go to a mental hospital just because they enjoy watching a tv show and analyzing it is HORRIBLE. And also horrible to ppl who actually experience delusions as well. It is not a mental illness to ship Mileven or Byler and none of what either are seeing are “delusions” or “hallucinations”. Google what Delusions means first before being an a$$ about it. The hate in this fandom is SO TOXIC. And if the duffers saw this behavior they would be mortified. The duffers would not invalidate either ship in any interview so can we all just stop. It’s THEIR show and at the end of the day they’ll do whatever they want to it. If that means that your ship isn’t canon, then so be it. But saying that “Milevens are always gonna win” and that “Mileven is end game” and then claiming Bylers are delusinal for shipping 2 fictional characters,,,,,, then doesn’t that make Milevens delusinal for shipping 2 fictional characters too?? None of us are delusinal or deranged or anything. We are all human. Let us all have faith.

And also, nothing, and I mean NOTHING is set in stone. Mileven isn’t endgame yet and Byler isn’t end game yet either. For f@!$ sake, Mike could even end up with Max! El could end up with Lucas! We literally never know! So, stop treating like we know the end of the show. We have proof and we analyze it. Why would the duffers be giving us this much proof if it wasn’t to analyze. If Milevens are allowed to theorize then so are Bylers. Hell, maybe Will AND el die by the end and Mike ends up lonely with 3 cats.

This is STRANGER THINGS. The show is all about subverting tropes. So just take all of your expectations and throw them out the window. Because 99% of the time, we are completely blown out of our minds. If there was any show that was gonna leave us in total shock when the season finale airs, it’s stranger things. The duffers know how to write. And they know exactly what they are doing. If Mileven does end up together, so be it. But if Byler is end game, don’t cry about It. Don’t make up some false reality, because ironically that would make YOU the delusional one, haha. But in all seriousness, nothing is set in stone. Anyone remember how off our theories were for season 3? Or how off our theories were for season 4 compared to now? People were convinced S4 was taking place during thanksgiving break, that Steve was joining the Force, that Robin was getting a girlfriend (I hope!), etc. Everything in this show happens for a reason, the duffers said so themselves. And this show is an ENSEMBLE SHOW. No character is the main character. This isn’t a rom com and the show could very well end up with everyone dead besides Keith! We literally don’t know. So can we stop calling ppl delusional or insane for shipping 2 fake people. We’re allowed to theorize. And just bc it isn’t your opinion doesn’t mean it isn’t valid.

This needs to stop! Millie and Noah and the rest of the cast would not be proud of this behavior. Respect everyone’s ships. And for the love of god, stop making accs just to sh!t on Byler or any theorizer. Be a better person

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@lolbyler @willthecleric @hawkinsschoolcounselor @kaypeace21

#stranger things #mike wheeler #byler #will byers #st4 #stranger things season four

[hannya-writes]

Hihihi! I know it's kinda crazy and I just found your acc but I was LITERALLY thinking about a Marvel-SVU crossover and found yoooooou. I mean... The algorithm lead me to you. It's ✨ Destiny ✨ haha So I was wondering if you could write something Marvel-SVU kinda with Carisi x reader (i don't know if you watch agents of shield) where reader has to go UC for Shield and falls in love with him and he finds out she's Shield etc. I don't know if I'm making any sense rn I'm just really happy I found you. And now I sound creepy but it's already too late and I'm sending this.

Dear @lapaquerette : I do not watch Agents of shield, but I did my best! I swear I did! 😭 you totally made sense! But I feel like there's part of this story that are not so good, anyways~ let's get to the story!!

Title: Don't Tell anyone

Fandom: MCU and Law and order SVU

Pairing: Sonny Caruso x Reader

Other characters: no, I think no

Category: romance

Warnings: this doesn't have a happy ending bc I'm bad writing those! This is long I think.

Author's note: for a moment I thought of making this a serie, but my head couldn't stand it! I don't feel like I can picture Carisi in the right way so probably he's going to be very OOC. Also I'm not supper proud of this because I literally did what I wanted with the time line, Captain America: Winter Soldier happens in 2016 however Caruso es ADA in 2020 if I'm not wrong but in this case the events of winter soldier happen in 2020. Also there's like 2 years of difference btw WS and Civil War, and I tried my best! To make everything fit, but you know, you can kick my ass in comments.

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The mission was supposed to last just a couple of days. Y/n had to pose as an assistant to the Junior ADA's why did they need assistance she didn't know, but when Nick fury assigned her there she just didn't dared to ask.

"Find out what's going on there" he had said as if it was a life or dead situation.

Pepto. That's what happened. High expectations was the other thing happening. The Junior ADA's where being pressed, running towards death case by case.

It was boring, the first two days Y/n had played "who's the jerk of the room?" She had found more than one, stress made that to people. Who cares about cordiality when they had to put people in jail? The answer was Dominic "Sonny" Carisi.

Sonny never yelled or snapped at people, he always asked nicely about papers, he said "Good Morning" and "thank you". He was a gentleman, a knight in a shiny armor. He made funny jokes even when he was struggling with a case.

Y/n had felt a weird desire to help him after just one encounter. The puppy eyes, she reasoned. After that day when he was in court she appeared there, sat and suddenly the people being cross-examined poured the truth without control or bursted in fit of rage confessing everything. She wasn't making something bad, she was helping, which she was supposed to do. No one was going to link her to those incidents. No one knew what she could do.

— copies, now — one of ADA's order her and she almost pushed the asshole and told him to do it himself, it was only a copy machine, he only had to push a button! However, Y/n was a trained spy, she had control over every muscle in her face to not make a disgusted expression at the tall and skinny man. 63 ways to kill him appeared in her head in a second.

— Sure thing — she said in a gently tone, entertaining her mind in the more horrible ways to deal with Tommy.

Tommy Parish, a bully in and out of court, linked to the Irish Mafia. He thought he was a big fish, prepotent but surprisingly brilliant. He was like a weasel. He wasn't that important. Shield wasn't interested by his night activities. They thought there was something else, something more important. Y/n didn't think so. The more interesting thing there was...

— Oh, Sorry didn't meant to...— Sonny said as he almost hit Y/n with the door.

— my fault, I was standing here like a creep — she took the guilt with a sheepish smile.

— A penny for your thoughts — he said as he walked outside and Y/n instinctively followed, as she usually followed after director Nick Fury,

— I think I'm being punished — she said while walking aimlessly, if Sonny had walked in the male restroom she would have probably followed him blindly.

— punish? For what? Did Tommy said something mean to you again? — the blond man sounded concerned and for Y/n it was refreshing, people around her tended to be more defensive around her than being worried about her well being.

— no! I think Tommy is warming up to me — Y/n said proudly — it's my umm... Dad, he send me to live here and I think is because he is mad at me —

There was a small silence, but it wasn't uncomfortable.

— why would he be mad? You are amazing! — Sonny sounded so positive and brilliant, he always seemed to have that aura around him, even in the worst cases. Y/n noticed it, and worried her when he started to lose his shine.

— in my last job, I made a mistake and people got hurt — the confession was sincere. She wasn't lying, she was omitting that those people didn't just "got hurt", they died. She had killed them.

— You are human, humans make mistakes — he said stopping in front of an embellished door. — talk later? — he asked and Y/n nodded with a smile.

•••

After a month everything still was normal. No conspicuous action, no weird people. Y/n wondered why was she there? Was she really being punished by Fury? She had made a mistake, she had chose to save a person, she couldn't know that the objective was going to detonate the whole place. She couldn't read every single thought, her brain would melt if she even tried.

— Sorry, I need to... — said Sonny pointing at the copy machine, y/n blushed for being caught spacing out, again for the 4 time in a week

— I'm so sorry, allow me — y/n extended a hand offering to make the copy for Carisi.

— don't worry, I can push a button — he said making her smile and feel weird.

— please Mr. Carisi, let me be of help — she offered tilting her head a little bit, Sonny found that little action distracting and cute enough to give her the papers he needed to copy.

He saw her move, she was so elegant even just making copies.

— thank you — he told her sighing exhausted.

— don't worry Mr. Carisi, I'll do this, get it in a folder and get it back to you, why don't you go rest your eyes a bit? — she asked with a smile, noticing his tired demeanor

— I'll do it, if you start calling me Sonny — he negotiated and she laughed whole heartedly — come on, everytime you call me Mr. Carisi I feel like you are talking to my father —

— fine, you got yourself a deal — she offered her hand and he took her in his bigger one. Sonny felt asleep with the sound of the copy machine working.

— Sonny, Sonny — Y/n soft voice took him out of dreamland, he found out in that moment that his Nickname sounded awesome from Y/n lips.

•••

From Sonny's eyes y/n was an amazing woman who was able to help everyone with their tasks, she made copies, keep archives ordered, got everything for everyone. She made time to know all of the junior's ADA's of "her room", she served coffee when needed, got them food, kept clean clothes for them just in case. She was like a mother. Sometimes she even helped them found the info they needed. She made all of that and made it with a polite smile. She had been there for like a year and their interactions where short, but he was head over heels for her.

Why? Because she got a great sense of humor, she was nice, smart, sassy when needed, had an excellent memory, she made the best black coffee he had ever tasted. She never got nervous no matter the circumstances. He didn't understand how or why was she assigned to be the "mother hen" of 7 ADA's, but he was thankful. Some days became better the moment she gave him a smile and he imagined that smile was just for him.

Sonny pinched the bridge of his nose in pain. It was past midnight and he was still in his office, working on papers. Practicing his opening statement.

— the truth... The truth....— he repeated trying to remember the next point of the speach. He grunted frustrated.

— Sonny? — the sudden voice made the attorney jump and Y/n laughed.

— Geez, doll! — he exclaimed surprised — You should use a bell — added more awake than before.

— doll? — Y/n questioned rising an eyebrow, Sonny turned red.

— Sorry, I didn't mean to disrespect you — he quickly apologized.

— you didn't, I actually like it — she admitted — I'll allow it — added in a solemn voice — with a condition councilor, only in private I don't need more gossips going around—

After saying those words, Y/n knew that she was digging her own grave. She liked Sonny.

•••

Y/n looked at her phone horrified. Nick had send her and encrypted message. Which was resumed to: You are free of SHIELD, live the life of Y/n Veith. The life he had created for her, an identity that couldn't be connected to the Spy agency. Y/n Y/l/n had died in what they called something like the purge of Hydra. He didn't needed her. He had died. Captain america had basically destroyed the corrupted SHIELD. This was her life now. She was what? a secretary? An assistant?

She should had fail with SHIELD, she should had been there with Fury, protecting him. But she didn't. She pretended nothing happened and followed his last order to her: live like Y/n Veith.

She went with the flow. Acted like everything was just fine, made a routine, followed it to the last point. Untill one day out of the blue she broke down crying in Sonny's office. He was her friend.

— what happened? — he asked on the other side of the desk, surprised that in the middle of his speech, y/n started crying. The case was difficult, a father died to protect his daughter. The teenager girl had been raped and her father was killed by the rapist. It was way more complicated but, that were the facts.

— sorry, sorry — she said cleaning her face with her hands, Sonny approached and offered her a handkerchief that she took hesitantly. — I lost, I lost him — she stuttered.

Sonny kneeled by her side, took the handkerchief and cleaned her beautiful face.

— I'm so sorry, doll — he said even if he didn't understand, Y/n felt his consternation.

— my father died — she said with a soft voice — my house burned down — she added and Sonny understood, her father adopted her, he had saved her and then lost it all. The case had hit too close to her.

— Come on, we had enough of this case — he decided getting up, taking her hands to get her to stand — I'll take you home — he said and she smiled with sadness.

— I don't want to go to my department — she confessed getting up and Sonny gave her a soothing smile.

— We can go to my place — he offered without a second intention, she nodded and they walked away from the office, Sonny ordered an Uber.

Outside of One Hogan place with a heavy heart, y/n leaned against Sonny and he hugged her while waiting for their ride, and during the ride.

Y/n fell asleep without nightmares for the first time in the 6 months after the dead of Nick. Sonny by her side, over the covers and behind a "wall" of pillows fell asleep with the image of a peaceful Y/n.

•••

Three months later, Y/n entered Sonny's little office, she said a "sorry to interrupt", the blond man stopped writing and turned to her eagerly, he tried to suppress his desire to look into her eyes but he wasn't that good at that.

He hadn't seen her in more than 14 days thanks to his overflow of cases and her being stole by homicides DA, who had discovered she was very good in investing.

She muttered a "what?" In mockery, as if the distance and time hadn't even happened and added a "I got you a donut!". A donut that he had craved since morning but wasn't able to get. He sighed a laugh, sometimes it was as if she could read his mind.

— you are life saver, doll— he sighed in relief taking the donut from her hand.

— Should I get you some coffee? — she asked with that caring tone that made him feel special.

— I would love that — he accepted as she merrily went to the coffee machine and poured him a cup and then a glass of water.

Sonny wondered about where did those pretty and elegant glasses came from, have they always been there? She left a bag in the table and walked back to him. He pretended to be working but it was hard to act when she was walking towards him with that dark red pencil skirt that hug perfectly the curb of her hips, the black blouse making contrast, hanging a bit loose over her torso.

— thanks doll — he said when she put the coffee and water in a corner of the desk, he looked at her with a smile — water? — he asked with a joking tone, y/n nodded

— yes, sir — she said in the same joking mood — I took an account of the caffeine you ingest by day, this could be dangerous for your health, so for every cup of caffeine, one of water — she explained with as much confidence as a lawyer making an opening statement.

— are you worried about me? — he was almost flirting, she blushed even if they sometimes flirted a bit.

— I worry about all of you — she pointed out and gave a mischievous smile that made Sonny blush.

— thank you, doll — he quipped with a smile, she smiled back and walked away to Parish desk, the man sat there looked down to his papers as Y/n put a bagel by his hand.

Sonny noticed how Tommy's ears got as read as a tomato and turned to look at her with adoration, the same look the other ADA's got everytime she was near. He had seen how things slowly changed with Y/n presence, at first they were rude, condescending, then they realized that she was excellent in her work. She had saved all of them more than once with little actions.

Y/n had a charming aura and some men in the office had asked her out, Tommy included, but she always turned them down, with an excellent excuse. "I'm seeing someone".

Carisi wondered who. Who was she dating?

•••

— Coffee — she announced as she took a folder and put it carefully away.

Sonny smiled and suddenly thought of Y/n lie about she seeing someone. She had never tell him about her boyfriend, he thought of all of those slice of life moments they had, the banters they have, the many times she had helped him. The times she would stay in his apartment so she wouldn't be alone.

Was he the person she was seeing?

— do you have plans for tonight? — he asked abruptly and Y/n looked at him surprised.

— I got a date with my bed, but I can reschedule — she offered with a smile, she could rest later, she had to enjoy every moment with Sonny.

— do it, I'll take you to a wonderful place — He said with all of his confidence, she giggled — after work? — she nodded contently.

— It's a deal — she said before walking away with a big smile in her face.

Sonny felt stupidly happy. It was him. She was dating him unofficially.

•••

That night Y/n tried to look as perfect as was possible in work clothes, she had refreshed herself, use a little more of make up. She was excited, she really liked Sonny and had wanted to go on a date with him, no work talk, no solving ways to state a question. She wanted to know him in a more personal way.

They sat in a table of a nice looking bar, a decent one. It wasn't pretentious, they actually served food and not just greasy fast food. She had told him distorted versions of stories with her "family and friends", (since she couldn't talk about her real life and training) like that time her father had taught her how to use a gun for her homework and she discovered she had weak fingers.

She heard about his time as a Police officer, a detective nonetheless! Sargent Benson seemed to be a very empathic person, Detective Tutuola was definitely a funny man, Amanda was for him like one more of his sisters. And Sonny discovered that she was adopted by a man called Nick, Nick Veith he guessed, since he thought that was her real last name.

She had two "adopted" sister and a brother: Maria, Natalie and Clinton. Maria was righteous, Nat was smart and sassy, Clint was funny and sometimes really annoying. Sonny thought he would get along easily with them.

They laughed between stories, they were getting fun untill Y/n felt there was something wrong. Something was about to happen. Something bad.

— Something wrong? — Y/n barely registered Sonny's voice before jumping over him yelling a "get down". A telekinetic wake made the other around people fall to the ground just in time as a rain of bullets came from the broken windows.

Sonny heard the glass breaking, people screaming in panic. Saw the bullets fly over him and the bottles in the bar breaking in slow motion. He had never experienced anything like that. The light weight of Y/n over him. And his monkey mind thought about how right that felt.

There was a "clank" from a gas' bomb, then a flash and a cloud of white smoke. People stood up and started running.

— Y/n — Sonny pulled her to see her face, he thought she would be scared, paralyzed from fear. However, when he saw her face there was no fear, she seemed confused, puzzled. — come on, we have to move —

Y/n was thinking the same, but she didn't know what was the right move: defend everyone there using her not-so-human powers? Run away and pretend to be a delicate woman, scared of the situation?

— doll? — Sonny sounded worried and in almost panic, a switch turned as boots hit the floor of the bar.

— Stay behind me — Y/n said with confidence getting up, feeling the presence of 8 people surrounding them, circling them. — and... — she looked at Sonny worried — don't get scared — she pleaded softly.

— Y/n Y/l/n surrender yourself — someone yelled and the woman felt her skin crawl, she hadn't hear her name in more than a year. It sounded good.

— is this about the accords? — She thought, aware of the Sokovia accords and what they proposed. She hadn't signed them. No one was supposed to know about her, her powers, she hadn't expected the government to notice her.

Nat? Clint? Maybe Maria had told them.

— That's right, put your hands in the air — the man ordered in a shout. Y/n closed her eyes and closed her hand in a thigh fist, making the fog disappear.

— Sorry, I can't do that— she confessed pushing the man with telekinesis. — I'm not a weapon you can use —

A new row of bullets flew towards Y/n and Sonny. A bright green light appeared in her eyes and all of the bullets stopped in the air, traces of the same light that made Y/n shine seemed to contain the little bullets like tendrills, the bullets turned in the air pointing at the squadron that was attacking her

— Y/n, no! — Sonny made her react, the tendrills disappeared and the bullets fell useless to the ground as the woman turned to see the Attorney.

— Sonny, sonny — she stuttered worried— no, no, no, no, I would never hurt them, I'm not a monster, I'm not! — she said almost in panic,not because of the attack but for the ideas Sonny could get.

Sonny saw the green and now red light form an eyes over Y/n, then monsters from nightmares formed from the light, monsters like dogs, with skulls covering the hideous animals with blood dripping from their snouts, bodies wet with a black substance. The animals roared and jumped to defend them.

Y/n saw fear in Sonny's eyes. She recognized it, a bright tendril started to form in the exact point of her heart, the fear taking form in her presence. Her hand squished the light over her chest, stopping something else to form.

He didn't know what to say. Carisi knew about the avengers, the new york incident had affected his work, he had saw everything about "ultron", he was informed about Tony Stark and the avengers every move. But he didn't know what was he supposed to say? "Sign the accords" was what he wanted to say. It was selfish for him to ask that, he couldn't do it.

— doll, you're not a monster— he finally found his own voice to say that. — but you have to go —

— Sonny, I... — the ADA put a strand of hair behind Y/n ear taking her by surprise.

— If you don't mind, I'll like to kiss you — he said making her blink in disbelief.

— yes please...— she said and Carisi smiled brightly, his large hand caressed her cheek and softly leave a tender kiss in her soft lips. It barely lasted more than a second. When Carisi opened up his eyes, everything was back to normal. Like a couple of minutes ago, right before the shooting.

In the table was a note: "Don't tell anyone" he recognized Y/n writing. He wondered if everything had been a dream, a hallucination. A part of him told him that no, that couldn't be his imagination. Y/n had left.

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hwang hyunjin + smut

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requested; If your requests are still open can I get a jealous enemies to lovers au for hyunjin? The filthier the better :) thank you!!!! word count: 3.4k words warnings; dom!hyunjin, kinda enemies to lovers, slight voyeurism, car sex

(Wet) Dreams

“I’m sorry ma'am. It won’t happen again.”

You look down and sigh, not wanting to face your useless intern. You had recently taken over the job of guiding and working above some new interns at your company, and it sure was taking a toll on you. Yoon Hachan was a dumb piece of shit, and he wouldn’t leave any opportunity to ruin your day. He was appointed to you, and you gladly decided to look over him. Until the very next week, when he spills his iced americano all over your clothes and important documents sitting in front of you.

And oh god the look on his face. He would pout like a baby, frustrating you even more. But you had to control your short temper since it had almost led to you getting kicked out of the company by your boss. And speaking of that old dude, he was a dick. He was a huge misogynist, and you honestly doubt why you even worked for him— until the thought of your debts come towering upon you, and you become a considerate little bean at work.

Your boss preached favoritism. It was like his religion, and he would bathe in a tub of it twice a day. His favorite employee, none other than Hwang Hyunjin, was another dick. Hyunjin was the prince of the company, you wouldn’t deny. He had the looks, the build, the charisma, everything every girl would drop to their knees for. He wasn’t that bad of a guy, but you despised him. He would wink your way when your eyes would meet his, and prance around the office building with the best interns —definitely assigned to him by your boss.

And right now, you couldn’t help the smoke rising from your ears and the anger flowing out of your eyes when you look at his cabin across from yours, where he sits with his legs propped up on the table, flipping pages in a file. You were jealous. You had never wanted to admit it, but at this point in time, you felt anything to validate your anger was going to help you calm down. You feel tears of anger spring in your eyes, and you simply sniffle and get out of your chair, storming towards his cabin with rage boiling and blood bubbling.

“Hwang fucking Hyunjin. How is this like, huh?”

He looks up at you amused, smirk dancing on his lips. You also never wanted to admit this, but he was one fine man.

“How is what like? I don’t know what you’re talking about, y/n.”

You felt your temperature rising, ears turning red in frustration.

“You fucking know! All of this! These dumb little interns that are gifted to you by that old dickhead, this air-conditioned cabin of yours, all the ‘dinner meetings’ you go out to with that asshole, you must be living the life, dude?!”, you yell out at him. He simply grins and gets up from his chair and walks towards you, making you even more annoyed. You can’t understand how someone can be so annoying, and you can’t help but stop yourself from scoffing and pushing him against his chest and running out of the room, slamming the door shut behind you.

—

You walk in at the office a little early, going to the office kitchen to make yourself a nice coffee. You had had a great night’s sleep, and you were happier than ever. You beam as you pour the coffee into a mug, only for the vessel to be yanked away from you. Hyunjin stood in front of you, smiling smugly with your coffee in his hands. You frown at him, upset your morning was ruined already, and attempt to reach out for your drink.

He chuckles at your failed attempts and places the cup on top of a shelf, grabbing you by your waist and pushing you against the door of the kitchen. He pins your hands above your head, and everything happens so suddenly you aren’t able to process anything until his lips latch on to your neck, sucking and licking at one spot too many times. He holds your wrists with one hand, the other snaking down your arms and tugging on your chin.

“Tongue out, baby. That little mouth of yours has too much to talk about.”

You hesitate for a moment before parting your lips slightly, pushing your tongue out and letting it rest in the air before Hyunjin leans forward and sucks at the muscle. He wraps his lips around your tongue and rolls his tongue over yours, the sucking sounds resonating in the small room. You heave a tuft of air through your nose and push your chest against his. Your thighs clench together as you feel Hyunjin’s hand snaking down your body and stopping right above your cunt, cupping your crotch with his long fingers.

You gasp when he applies pressure above your heat with his palm, feeling the wetness soak through your short skirt. Your head spins and your vision gets blurred, and Hyunjin presses his lips against yours harshly one last time before hastily unbuttoning your white shirt. He licks his lips as he stares down at your lace white bra and ducks down to lick a fat strip right on one of your nipples. You arch your back at the sensation, pushing your chest in his face further. He chuckles and nibbles down at the nub, rolling his tongue above and around it. Meanwhile, his other hand thrusts against the material of your thin skirt, and you feel your stomach knotting and twisting.

You feel light-headed, and you feel cold liquid trickle down your neck and down your chest. You look up to see your co-worker, who has morphed into a blurred figure, and you feel a shiver run down your spine before your eyes snap open and everything becomes clearer. You look around the room to meet eyes with your roommate, who held a glass of water and ice cubes in one hand, the other holding one of the cubes. She chuckles at your shocked state, and reality comes thundering down on you. It was all a dream.

“Ugh, Serim I hate you!” You shout at your best friend, holding your hands up to your face to cover the blush running up to your face. She just plops down on your bed and rolls around, laughing while clutching her stomach tightly. You smack her arm and drown under your covers and pillows. You couldn’t believe you just had a wet dream for the last person you’d ever wanna fuck.

You tell your friend off and freshen up. You made a mental note to not face Hyunjin as much as you could.

You take the bus to work, and you hear a ding on your phone, followed by your ringtone ringing throughout the congested bus. You answer the call and cover one of your ears to block out the noises from the people around you, focusing intently on what the speaker on the other line had to say.

“Hello y/n. Please arrive at the office earlier than usual. You are requested to attend a meeting with the boss and his clients.”

You listen to your boss’s assistant with shock and happiness, quickly nodding though she couldn’t see you. You couldn’t believe your boss was finally starting to trust your potential!

“Anyone else gonna be there?”

“Yes, Mr. Hwang Hyunjin from the Acc—”

And the rest of her words fall on deaf ears as anger floods your mind. You clutch your phone harshly, not caring if the device broke in your fingers. The one person you desperately didn’t want to face today was going to have lunch with you.

—

You run a hand through your hair as you sit in the front seat of your car, Hyunjin obviously sitting with your boss in the backseat. You decide to not initiate any conversation with any of the males and simply focus on the solitaire game on your phone. You hear your boss and Hyunjin laugh heartily at the back, and you feel anger boiling through you again.

You reach the destination, a very aesthetically pleasing five-star restaurant. You smile at the scenery before Hyunjin nudges you with his shoulder and you look over at him, your mind drowning in the dream you had today morning. He smiles pleasingly and you feel your lips tug upwards as well— his charms were too good to resist.

You walk with him and your boss inside the restaurant, the cold air instantly making you regret your decision of wearing a little red dress. You find your clients and sit down before them, smiling and talking to them about the business. You feel Hyunjin shuffle next to you, removing his coat.

“Woo! It’s so hot here,” he states, dramatically fanning his face and placing his coat on your lap, smiling your way apologetically. You huff and place your hand above his coat before you realize he did to keep you warm. Your focus is completely away from the discussion happening at the table, and you fall deep in thought on why Hyunjin was suddenly behaving like that. Suddenly you hear one of the clients speak up.

“That girl would save space and oxygen if she wasn’t here instead of not participating in the meeting,” she says, pointing towards you. You look at her and apologize, excusing yourself to the bathroom. You felt bad for not paying attention to the meeting and letting Hyunjin’s behavior distract you. Maybe it was one of his new plans— making a bad impression of you on the clients so they see Hyunjin with doe eyes.

You prep yourself up and leave the ladies’ washroom, heading towards the table. You sit down and start talking whenever you have the chance, proving the client and Hyunjin wrong. You feel confident in what you speak, and you sense the clients were getting convinced rather quickly. When they finally sign the documents, you feel proud of yourself, and you beam happily and greet them goodbyes before parting ways.

You walk out of the restaurant, feeling Hyunjin close behind you. You slow down until he reaches you, and you tug at his sleeve to gain his attention. He looks down at you, smiling with his crescent eyes. You feel your heart take a leap before you come back to your senses, reminding yourself why you called him in the first place.

“I’m… sorry. For yesterday. I shouldn’t have let out my frustration on y—”

“Oh no! I’m sorry. I was being a dick and I should’ve probably understood your problems before being a pain in the ass.”

You smile back at him, happy your differences could be finally sorted out. Your boss sits in the front seat this time, leaving you and Hyunjin for the back. Halfway through the ride, was when you realized Hyunjin’s palm was against your thighs. Your mind immediately gets reminded of the wet dream you had due to the proximity of Hyunjin’s arm and your crotch. You shrug off the feeling, distracting yourself with the view outside.

“Can I… um… take you out tonight? As an apology.” He whispers

“Sure”

—

Your day goes surprisingly better than you expected. Hyunjin’s interns were now assigned to you, and your’s were assigned to him. Your cabin was all tidied up, with a vanilla fragrance lingering in the air. You lock eyes with Hyunjin in his cabin across from yours, smiling and giving a thumbs up to his way. He smirks and drops his head down, focusing back on the paperwork he was handling.

The night rolled along pretty quickly. It was already nine o’clock, and you were distracted by the knock on your cabin door, followed by the click of the lock. Hyunjin pops his head in and points towards the clock. “It’s nine, come on let’s go” he acknowledged. You look up at him and motion him to wait before you pack your things.

You both walk together down the building towards his car. The sounds of your heels and his boots are the only ones that are heard in the quiet parking lot. You’re about to sit in his car when your phone rings. You look at your caller ID and pick up, wondering what your roommate had to say at this hour. You hold up the device against your ear, not realizing when your earring had tapped on the speaker option, making your friend’s screeching voice heard throughout the parking lot.

“Oh my gosh, Y/N, I completely forgot to tell you! Please bring some noise-blocking headphones today, I don’t want you moaning about that Hyunjin in your sleep—” was all you and Hyunjin could hear before you ended the call. You look up at him with wide eyes, only to be met with his smirking features. He seemed amused by the news, gesturing you to sit in the car. You debate in your head whether you should still go on a date with him now your stupid roommate had blown your cover. Nevertheless, you sit back in the vehicle, avoiding all conversation with the man behind the wheel.

Hyunjin switches the radio on in hopes to reduce the awkward silence in the car, but his efforts all go to waste when a slow sensual song plays through the speakers. He chuckles lowly, resting his hand against your thigh. He swerves lanes, and before you know it, you are in front of a lavish restaurant. He was still taking you on a date, you think, after all he’d heard? You stiffen up when he leans to your ears, whispering the words you were dreading to hear and at the same time, avoiding since your dream.

“Move to the backseat, baby.”

Your breathing hitches and your eyes waver, unsure of what you should do. You figure how this is the only way you can become better friends with Hyunjin (as well as get in his pants). He runs his fingers through his hair, the glossy strands falling right back on his face. You gulp and unbuckle your belt, opening the door slightly to let yourself out, and walk to the backseat, plopping down in the leather. Hyunjin leaves the car for a brief moment and returns, your heart rate speeding up as he inches closer and closer to you.

The moment he lays his hands on your thighs, your stomach growls. Hyunjin looks up at you and giggles when he’s met with your hands over your face. He realized how both of you were hungry, and so he decided to postpone this session after dinner. You look at him with mixed emotions, happy— that he let you have some food; sad— that he left you devoid of his touch, or angry— that he had just touched you. Anyways, you were famished, and couldn’t wait to eat.

••••

You and Hyunjin shared the bill once it had arrived, and now you were just sitting at the table waiting for your credit cards to return. You were stuffed to the point you couldn’t breathe. Or maybe that’s what everybody was seeing. Hyunjin looked just fine though. Of course, he would be, the way his hands were under the table, slowly running up and down your folds. Your panties are pushed to the side and your breathing is labored as his long fingers enter and exit your wet hole.

A clatter is heard, and you look at Hyunjin crutch down and pick up a spoon. You relax when the faint feeling of his fingers leave your core, but immediately thump a fist on the table when the cold spoon comes in contact with your core. The convex of the spoon was pressed against the warmth of your core. You felt like thrashing around, letting your vocal cords loose and moaning and whining at the sensation below the table. But the multiple people sitting in the restaurant restrained you from doing so.

Your thoughts were interrupted when Hyunjin pushes the spoon against your core harder, a soft whine erupting from you. Hyunjin growls and simply stands up when the waiter arrives, straightening his slacks and accepting the credit cards with his clean hands. He shuffles out and walks towards the exit and you follow suit.

Not even seconds have passed since you’ve entered the car, and Hyunjin has pinned you up against the seat and you find yourself feverishly kissing him. It was messy but passionate. They were clashes of teeth and tongue, but also his plump warm lips running against yours. His hand runs up and down your body, the other resting at the dip of your waist. He slowly progresses downwards, skimming you out of your panties before coming to a halt.

“What did you dream, baby.”

Oh no.

You were not planning on opening your mouth any sooner, but his slacks covered thigh coming in contact with your core made you lose your mind and control.

“You were…. sucking my tongue and…. my boobs—”

“Tongue out, baby. You have too much to talk.”

And as if it was a déjà vu experience, you feel yourself slowly poking your tongue out. He reaches down and wraps his lips around your tongue and sucks lightly, grazing his tongue over yours. You feel light-headed, and the sensations are nearly a thousand times better than the dream. Hyunjin’s hand snakes up to your breasts and he kneads the flesh. He pulls down your dress and pinches your nipples with his fingers, rolling the buds between his index and thumb occasionally. Your head starts spinning when he takes slurps and sucks at your appendage, descending lower and lower until one of your boobs is in his mouth as he kitten licks the nubs, sending you over the edge.

You feel your slick spill out of you when he starts rubbing and gyrating his palm against your cunt. His lips don’t leave your chest, his free hand propping himself up in the small area. He sucks and nibbles at your boobs and slips his hand under your dress, flicking your clit with his fingers. You whine at the feeling, pushing yourself against his hands to attain more friction. You feel yourself getting wetter and wetter as he collects your juices and slips two digits in your dripping hole. You arch your back as he starts pumping them in and out of you, and he reaches over to the drawer in the passenger’s seat and removes a plastic wrapper. He rips the seal and rolls over the condom on his length, which you didn’t realize he had pulled out of his pants a while ago. He pumps his length a few times and spits in his hand before rubbing the wet skin over your heat, prepping you for his lengthy girth.

You feel his length poking your folds at first, but the ghostly feeling is replaced with his dick being pushed into you inch by inch, filling you up to the hilt. You hear him pant some incoherent words under his breath before he starts thrusting into you, driving his shaft in and out at an accelerated pace. His hand snakes down to where you two were connected, and he rubs agonizing circles on your bundle of nerves, riling you up.

You sense his thrusts getting slower and deeper, and both your breaths getting shallower as your highs approach. Your body spasms as you feel the tightness in your abdomen loosen up and your juices spill out of you and cover Hyunjin’s length. He moans and grunts before thrust harder and faster as he chases his high. You feel his hot seed fill up the condom inside of you, and he pulls out a while later. He sits down next to your legs on the leather seat, sighing and trying to catch his breaths.

He looks down at you and eyes you up and down, scoffing when he sees your fucked out state. You take notice of his amusement, cocking your eyebrows and propping yourself up against your elbows.

“Just yesterday you were mad at me— wait. Was this your plan!?” He asks his eyes blown out wide. A smile on his lips still shows that he was joking and you hit his shoulders lightly. You look around the car, feeling a familiar feeling poke you.

“Is this your car?”

“I’m not that rich, babe.” he scoffs and makes air-quotes to continue.

“It’s that old dickhead’s car.”

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a/n: I tried making them fall in love but idk what just happened. sorry for posting this so late! Tumblr accidentally deleted the older post, but luckily i still had it in my drafts🙈

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[chateautae]

I need some advice. So I wrote a story and It did pretty good everyone seems to love it so much that people wanted me to start a tag list. It was a great feeling. The problem is that after I finished that last chapter I originally had an idea for what I wanted in for the next chapter. Midway through writing I started realizing that it was a lot and I didn’t like it so I stopped and made a new draft and I still didn’t like that one. I’m having trouble figuring it out and I also notice that I’m too critical with my writing. While everyone seemed to love the last chapter I absolutely hate it. I wasn’t as immersed in the smut part as I usually am and I don’t like it every time I read it I cringe. I just don’t know what to do at this point I wanna keep going I really do but I feel like I’ve fucked up the whole story now and to just throw it all out. I just need some sort of advice and the only person I can seem to think of when it comes to this is you since you seem very confident with your writing.

Oh babes, lemme tell you something and honestly say I'm not confident in my writing at all!! I very highly doubt my writing so much even if people tell me it's good, it's the beauty and ugliness of being a content creator.

While at moments you can feel so great about people loving your content and thinking 'hey, maybe I'm acc good at this', there's always a certain degree of self-satisfaction you want to be satiated when releasing work. And I'll tell you rn, everyone goes through it, even myself and it's tough. I also highly critique and judge my own work a lot!!! That's why I take so long uploading because I'm consistently editing and improving my work until it reaches my level of what I consider good for myself.

But in terms of the real advice you need hun, I truly have to say follow your heart and look at things objectively. If you're receiving great feedback then maybe it's just your doubtful mind being too critical of yourself, and you're an amazing writer!! But you just can't see it. It's like a butterfly, butterflies can't see their own wings, so they never know how truly beautiful they are, but the whole world can see their wings. It happens in writing honestly, you won't like everything you write just like how artists don't like all their songs or gfx makers have those certain gif sets they're not fond of, but that's not necessarily a bad thing!! You should still be proud of yourself for being able to write something and still receive good feedback!

If you find yourself sincerely unhappy with your work, then my only real advice is to keep rewriting until you like what you write. Sometimes it takes loads and loads of time and effort, but ultimately I believe you should aim to be happy with your writing. I'll tell you it happens often with myself and anyone that creates content, where I write something and then go actually, that sounds ass wth and then I completely delete it. But I keep rewriting no matter how difficult it is until I achieve an outcome I like, It's the grueling process of writing and while challenging, I can guarantee your work is amazing and you're just too hard on yourself!!

Tl;dr - it could just be your doubtful mind babes, so try to see things more objectively to gain a better grasp on your work, and maybe see it's not so bad. If you're still truly unhappy with your work, you need to keep going until you produce something you love!!

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[lozzypoz321]

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex, Kind Ransom, I don’t thing there’s any others but if there is let me know!

A/N: I’m really proud of this and it isn’t really something I’ve ever done before so I’m quite nervous but excited to show you, I got this idea off of @stargazingfangirl18 and thanks to @canadianhufflepuffavenger for helping me with this and plenty other of my works, hope you enjoy!

Thrombey AU headcanon

It was hard being a Thrombey

Especially since you were the younger sister of Ransom Drysdale, Andy Thrombey and Steve Thrombey

They were easily your favourite relatives, all at number 1 because of the simple fact they were triplets

You were an angel to your parents, but when it came to your brothers, it was a battle on who could insult each other the most

Ransom would never hold back

Andy was always doing it secretly: whether that be writing stupid insults on a napkin at dinner or whispering it to you when your parents weren’t looking

Stevie just didn’t want to hurt his younger sister's feelings: although he had no problem being the one that started the biggest fist fights between his triplets.

“Brat” was always Ransoms go to

But technically he had a point

Whenever you didn’t get your way all you had to do was pull out the puppy dog eyes and no one could ever say no

How could they?

Since you were the youngest in the family it was an expectation to be adorable

So, you used that to your advantage

One day at the Thrombey mansion a visitor arrived

It was safe to say they were a stuck up rich couple

Your parents had invited the family to a dinner with them and their son.

Older than you, but he acted like a two year old with the way he started crying when he got told he couldn’t get his 6th TV

When the couple asked about you and whether you would be able to visit their mansion to have a “play date ” with their son, all you had to do was act innocent

Slipping your hand into your brother Andys, who was sat next to you, both eyes started to tear up

Inside your head was just providing commentary

“I would rather chew off my own foot”

It was a surprise that those acting lessons that your grandfather bought you a couple years ago started to pay off

Everyone instantly started worrying

“Oh what’s wrong?!”

“Are you okay?”

“What happened?”

Including your brother Andy who held you, basically on his lap and rubbed your back

Even in the midst of all the questioning you kept a straight face

But in the corner of your eye you could have sworn you saw Ransom smirk at you

Eventually Steve figured out what was “wrong” from his spot across the table

“Do you not want to go?”

The triplets were horrors with each other, it didn’t even matter if your parents were around

Hair pulling was common

So was tackling

But most of all, it was arguing over who you loved best

“I’m her favourite!”

“No way Andy, I’m the obvious answer”

“Shut up Ransom, she likes me best!”

“No way Steve!”

But you always said to each of them you loved them the most

Separately of course

Even at the dinner table they argued

It didn’t matter where it was, or what it was about

Just as long as the three of them had different opinions it was always gonna escalate to yelling and more often than not, punching

They all each had special things that you’d do together

It was normal for you to hang out in Steve’s room most often since it was the calmest, although sometimes you left the room so he could talk to his boyfriend, Bucky Barnes, in private

Both Andy and you had movie binges, mostly horror and you hid in his arms but he wasn’t complaining

Ransom would say this was a lie anytime he got confronted but, you and him listened to audiobooks while he cuddled you. (Fun fact: Ransom is a big hugger whether or not he admits it)

As you all got older and the got into their late 20’s and still lived in the house, you moved into the end of primary school things started to change

They decided that they no longer wanted to live in the wreck they called their home and moved out and on with their separate lives

No longer were you in a house full of noise where your brothers were yelling about stupid stuff and running into your rooms at random moments and chatting with you for no reason

It was as though they had disappeared off of the face of the earth

And you were alone

For the longest time you wondered whether they had forgotten about you

Until one day your brother Ransom, pulled up outside the mansion in his beemer and sunglasses equipt

It was easily one of the biggest hugs you’ve ever given him

And you were pretty sure you saw him tear up after it but he just denied it immediately

So he took you to his house and broke the news to you that you now were living with him permanently not that you were complaining

You also found out Andy had got himself a job as an assistant district attorney

Which you had no idea what that meant, and Ransom didn’t either

And Steve has got himself a Job at Stark Industries where, coincidentally his childhood “friend” worked there as head

You were pretty sure he’d shagged him to get the job but…

And so then immediately Andy and Steve said they wanted to see you

Which you accepted, even though you were still a little salty they hadn’t been in contact with you for like 4 years

Steve may or may not have started crying to which your other two brothers rolled their eyes

Probably thinking “how am I related to this?”

The food was good at the takeout

Andy apologised for not coming to get you long before Ransom did

And you also found out he had a new born kid called Jacob

But you refused to be called aunt. It just sounded weird.

“So you're staying with Ransom?”

“Yep, if he’ll shut his gob”

He just rolled his eyes at you

“I forgot how fucking annoying you were”

After that Ransom picked up a new iPhone for you with one of his “many stacks of cash” as he put it, so you could keep in touch with your other brothers

And to call sos on them when you heard “sounds” coming from across the hall where his bedroom was

When you were in the middle of high school you went to live with Andy for awhile to give Ransom a breather from having a teenager in his house 24/7

You became quite good friends with the toddler despite the prominent age gap and you were even the person he came to when Jacob had nightmares

Something Andy took a photo of when he went to wake you up one morning when he found the two of you curled up on your bed

It was blackmail, so whenever you stole one of his T-shirt’s and added it to the pile of Ransoms sweaters you’d stole from him, sometimes you’d have to give it back so he didn’t send the picture to his brother

Only sometimes though

The boy still had pity in him

So then on a Friday night when you were watching a movie you suddenly got a text from your other brother, Steve

Apparently he was getting married?!

And guess to who?

Bucky fucking Barnes

Who would’ve thought.

Talk about childhood sweethearts

Andy was very proud of his brother for getting married and gave him advice for what to do and not what not to do

But Ransom though, he was pissed

Now he was gonna have to go to a wedding. A wedding.

You honestly couldn’t care less though, quite happy for my brother

Ransom was also surprised he was gay but we’ll just egnore him

The food was very nice there

You were even a bridesmaid, which you had objected to at first but Steve said you had to do it or else he wouldn’t even get married at all

Peer pressure that was.

Ransom hated everyone there

Apart from you of course

His own words, not yours

Everything went surprisingly well, your brother and Bucky both got their speech perfect and no one forgot any thing

After the ceremony and meal Steve decided he wanted to go out for takeout before the honeymoon with the four of you (that being his boyfriend husband, you, Ransom & Andy)

You sat across from the newly wedded couple and you and your brothers on the other side

Steve asked you where you’re gonna stay now

Ransom was quick to offer up his place

“It’s no big deal, she can stay me”

Andy just smirked

“What’re you bloody smirking about An’?”

he just denied it

“It’s really a pleasure to meet you (Y/N)”

Bucky told you, now directing his attention to you since you’d both not talked nearly the whole day

“Aren’t you like… my brother in law now?”

“Yeah, I am, only if you’d be willing to be my sister in law”

He was really quite nice

Ransom wasn’t so accepting though

Andy and Steve just told him to shut the fuck up

And that led to the three of them bickering the whole way home and occasionally a few hits, while you and Bucky just walked behind them shaking your heads

Brothers really never change

You would know

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