#am i going to do anything special for this anniversary?? maybe not | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

justlemmeadoreyou · 8 months

Text

Waiting^

sorry this is shit, i am just sad and wrote this. the ending sucks, I know. might do a part 2

. . .

You were excited. Excited was a small word to describe what you were feeling. Thrilled, maybe?

Today was you and Harry’s 6 month anniversary. And it’s not as big as it sounds, but it was for you. It was the longest relationship you’d been in, without getting your heart broken or thrown away.

You were excited, and so was Harry. He woke you up with his raspy voice, and an overload of kisses, that made your cheeks turn red from the utter adoration you felt for him in that moment. You couldn’t believe your surroundings at that moment. Being so much in love, it almost hurt.

You both cuddled, till one of you had to break away so that you both could leave for work, or you would have ended up lying there till the afternoon or so.

He had a few interviews today, which he promised to finish up early, so that he could be there at the dot, pulling out the chair for you on your reserved table. At 8 pm.

And now, as you glanced at your phone for what felt like the hundredth time that night. 8:46 pm. No sign of Harry. No call, or even a text.

You felt sad, almost pathetic sitting there and waiting for him. He forgot. Of course he did. He was so busy even when on a break, and had a million things to attend to. A stupid 6-month anniversary dinner was not worth his time.

The waiter gave you an apologetic look as he asked you if you were still waiting or were going to order.

“I think I’ll leave. Thank you.”

You picked up your belongings, your phone and purse, and headed out into the chill air outside. You walked to your car, trying to hold your tears in, atleast till you were inside and had the windows pulled up.

He could’ve just said that he wouldn’t be able to make it, when you had first asked him. Could’ve just said no, instead of standing you up and making you suffer. That would have hurt less.

The tears escaped from the chokehold you’d held them in, flowing through your makeup, and on your red dress, which you had brought specially for this occasion. You had saved up for a few months so you could buy an expensive one, to at least try and curb the difference of him wearing a thousand-dollar suit.

But, it all went down the drain.

You started driving, wiping off the never-stopping tears so you could focus on the road. As you reached the intersection, instead of turning for the road to your shared home, you turned for your old apartment.

It had grown old, and Harry had suggested that you move in somewhere else. You were packing up to do that, and then he asked you to move in with him. You happily agreed.

Maybe that was the issue. You were a pushover, or just an easy game in general. That was why nobody could stand you for even three months.

Turning and parking into the parking complex, you searched for the keys and went upstairs. Opening the door with a bit of effort, you made your way in. It had gotten dirty, but was enough to atleast spend the night in. You would move somewhere else tomorrow.

Making your way to the bedroom, you didn’t even bother turning on the lights. Removing the expensive dress and leaving it on the floor, you jumped on the bed, pulling the sheets to cover yourself.

Your crying had stopped, but you couldn’t stop the repulsive and self-loathing thoughts filling your head. He didn’t forget anything, till today. He even remembered the smallest of the small details, even your college grades. How could he forget this?

Was he done? And he didn’t want anything more to with you anymore? Maybe it was all your fault. You were so talkative and expressive of everything you felt. He got tired and needed breaks. But your stupid self just couldn’t understand, could it?

You weren’t perfect too. You didn’t have a skinny body or long legs like the models he had dated. Didn’t have that beauty, or that money. But, you worked hard and made enough to take care of yourself without depending on your parents or him. Wasn’t that enough?

Maybe that wasn’t for him. Maybe he wanted all he had before, before you. Maybe he wanted to try a mediocre girl before going back to the ones he really wanted to be with. Maybe you were just a rebound for him.

It took a while for you to focus on the sound ringing thoughout your room. It was your phone. A call from Harry.

“Hello”

“Hi” your voice sounded raspy, your throat swollen from all the crying.

“Love, I know I’m super late and I’m really fucking sorry. I just went for a few drinks with the guys and lost track of time. Are you near the restaurant? I’m halfway there-”

“You couldn’t call? Or even text?”

“Sorry. I’m really fucking sorry, it’s just, tha’ I-I completely forgot.” He was swearing a lot, something he did when he was drunk.

“You forgot? After I had been telling you for almost a month. I reminded you in the morning? And why are you driving after drinking? Are you insane?”

“Look, I’m really sorry. I know I messed up. Are you still near the place?”

“No, Harry! I’m not. It’s almost 10 now. The reservation was for 8 pm. And stop talking on the phone while drunk driving. Someone else couldn’t have dropped you?”

“Everyone was drunk, and I left without telling them. Will you just tell me where you are?”

“No, I won’t. Just turn around and go home. It’s just 5 minutes away. Don’t bother about me.”

“What? Why? Look, the signal is on. Just tell me. I’ll be there in a bit.”

“Go home!”

“Why are you bein so mean?”

“Bye, Harry”

. . .

taglist: @freedomfireflies @gurugirl

dm, or send an ask if you want to be added!

#harry #harry styles #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fic #harry styles fanfic #harry styles x reader #harry styles x you #harry styles writing #harry styles one shot #harry styles imagine #harry styles angst #harry styles blurb #harry styles au #harry styles concept #harry styles fan fiction #harry styles fic rec #harry styles masterlist #harry styles fluff

482 notes · View notes

daydreamingyuta · 8 months

Text

Mornings | Jaehyun

summary: fluff, a collection of mornings with Jaehyun over the years as you spend your lives together. word count: 1,127

Saturday August 10, 2019 [7:18 am]

You woke up, having hardly gotten any sleep, but energized as ever. Today you were meeting up with your boyfriend, Jaehyun. You two had just made everything official and your heart was so happy.

You go into the bathroom to do your skincare, and when you walk back into your room, you notice a good morning text from him.

Jaehyun: "Good morning baby! Can't wait to see you today <3"

A single text shouldn't make you this filled with joy, but it's from Jaehyun, so of course it does.

Y/n: "I can't wait either! Do you think we could also get some ice cream afterwards?"

Jaehyun: "We'll do anything you want angel"

You flop back onto your unmade bed, your thoughts filled with how lucky you feel to be Jaehyun's girl. You start to get giggly because you know that, by the end of the date he's going to cup your face into his hands and tell you how pretty he thinks you are, like he always does.

⸻

Sunday November 10th, 2019 [1:17 am]

You were supposed to be at home, already asleep in bed by now, but you and Jaehyun didn't want to leave each other. Each of you making excuses to prolong your date. Now it's one in the morning and you're on a walk, the street lit up by the moonlight. Each step you take, now unconsciously synced with his. Jaehyun hasn't let go of your hand once, and you wish that he never would. While you were enjoying your stroll, his mind was racing, thinking of how to tell you. He knew in his heart that you felt the same way about him, so he decided it would be best to just tell you outright. "Y/n?" He says, with a hint of nervousness in his voice.

You both stop and turn to face each other, knowing from the tone in his voice that he needs to tell you something important. "I love you." Words cannot describe how your heart feels in this moment. The way he's looking at you, like you're the most precious person in the world to him, was making you melt. "You love me?" You say with a teasing smile, tilting your head slightly. "So much y/n. I can hardly take it." He says, breathlessly. You stand up on your tippy toes and give him the biggest kiss you've ever given him. "I love you too, Jaehyun."

⸻

Sunday December 15th, 2019 [9:12 am]

The slight movement of Jaehyun cuddling more into you was the reason you had woken up. You move to get into a more comfortable position, causing Jaehyun to wrap his arm tighter around you. “I’m sorry baby, did I wake you up?” Jaehyun says with his morning voice that you couldn’t get enough of. “Hm, it’s okay. I love cuddling with you in the mornings.” Jaehyun nuzzles his head into your neck, “Me too, baby.” You fall back asleep, thinking about how excited you were that it’s almost your six month anniversary together. You can’t believe that you’ve been together for that long, the time feeling like it was going by so fast.

⸻

Friday April 16, 2021 [7:32 am]

You knew something was up. You weren't sure what, but Jaehyun and all your friends and family had been acting strange for the past month. Like they all knew something you didn't.

You had just gotten a promotion at work, so maybe they all came together to plan a surprise party for you. But that's not really something you would enjoy and they all know that, so you really had no clue what it could be.

Today, Jaehyun was taking you out on a fancy dinner date, so whatever was going on definitely wasn't happening today.

"Good morning, angel." Jaehyun says, once he sees that you're awake. He's carrying a suit that he must have just picked up from the dry cleaners.

"Did you buy a brand new suit for our dinner?" You ask, confused.

"Yeah." He shrugs, as if getting a new suit was no big deal. As if he didn't have to spend days finding the right one for the special occasion. As if he didn't get the suit tailored to fit him exactly the way he knows you like.

You had more questions, but Jaehyun distracted you from them all by climbing into bed with you and giving you a million little kisses. You were in heaven whenever he did this.

Little did you know, that in only a couple of hours he was going to be down on one knee, in the park that you two visited during your first date, asking you to make him the happiest man on earth.

⸻

Monday May 16, 2022 [10:35 am]

You woke up with the waves coming from right outside your hotel window. You feel around the bed and notice that Jaehyun must have already gotten up. You hear a sound in the bathroom and know that he just got finished with his morning shower. He comes out of the bathroom with a white robe on, his hair wet and messy, but you don’t think you’ve ever seen anyone as handsome in your life. “Can you believe we got married two days ago, Jae?” You ask, unapologetically staring him down. “No, I can't." He says, jumping back under the covers with you. "Did my beautiful wife have a good night's sleep?” You rest your chin on his now bear chest. “Yes, I did.” He strokes your hair as he looks down at you. “Should we sleep in on the first day of our honeymoon?” You nod your head yes, adamantly. You come up to press a kiss onto his lips and he cups your face into his hands and kisses you back. He pulls away, but just for a moment to ask you a question. “Do you know how beautiful you are y/n?”

⸻

Monday May 8th, 2028 [7:23 am]

“Mommy!” You hear as your oldest hops onto your bed, waking you up. “Mommy, happy mothers day!” She presses kisses all over you, making sure that you're fully awake. “Thank you sweetheart.” You say, sitting up so you can give her a hug and another kiss. She giggles in your arms and gets close to your ear like she has a secret to tell you.

"We made you something." She whispers.

Soon after, Jaehyun walks through the door, balancing your youngest in one arm and a stack of pancakes in the other.

“Happy mothers day, angel.” Jaehyun tells you as he sits the pancakes down on the bed and leans over to give you a sweet kiss.

#jaehyun #nct #nct 127 #drabble #nct scenarios #imagine #jaehyun x reader #jaehyun x y/n #fluff #k-pop #fanfiction #nct fanfic #jeong jaehyun

405 notes · View notes

imwetforyourmom · 1 month

Text

heading for the door pt2

pt1

summary: what happens after the breakup?

warnings: mentions of cheating, mentions of lack of eating, crying, swearing, fem!reader, ive never been in a club so mb if its poorly described, meantions of drinking and alcohol, help yall idk what else

sorry this took so longg

y/n held her knees to her chest as she sat on her bed. she was only staring at the wall infront of her. the creamish popcorn wall. nothing special about it, nothing special going on.

the only special thing she could think about was matt, even though she knew she shouldn’t. she was only tearing herself down more and more.

the thoughs of matt holding her, mumbling hush words to her with a sweet and caring tone of voice, the memories of them going on picnic dates together and laughing and giggling the entire time came flooding back to her, just as her tears did, overflowing from her eyes.

the realization of her actions and what had happened only sunk in after matt left, and that was almost a week ago.

she’d been in bed all week, no motivation to get up, shower, get dressed, nothing. she couldnt bring herself to move herself to do important things, such as eating, the last she’d eaten was almost two days ago.

but as of right now she couldnt focus on the gurgling and rumbling of her tummy, the way her body ached, the constant pounding in her head, the overwhelming thoughts, no. all she could think about was how she’d never feel matts touch, hear his voice, see his clothes lying around, as much as she hated picking all of it up, now she’d absolutely kill to be able to do it again.

but no. everything, absolutely everything was gone. and there was nothing she could do about it, except wait until something happened, just hope that maybe she’d find the motivation to move her sore and aching body off the bed, take a nice and warm shower, brush her teeth and take care of herself, eat a delicious and big meal.

she hated how she felt, how she couldn’t even look at a bracelet on her dresser, a bracelet her and matt had made to celebrate their two year anniversary. their two years of loving one another, two years of giving as much attention and affection as possible, spending two years of their lives together.

all of that was gone. she couldnt relive any of it, she couldnt bring it back somehow, she couldnt do anything except accept that she ruined everything, she ruined the love they had for eachother, the life they built together.

“am I not good enough for you?” the words rung through y/ns head, being all she could hear. the words she never wished to come out of her matt. the words she absolutely hated since he spoke them. she hated the way they made her feel. she hated how she felt sick to her stomach when the words processed through y/ns head.

knowing that he felt as if he wasnt enough and was basically worthless to y/n absolutely destroyed her. knowing matt was everything, everything. he was everything to her. without him she didnt feel like herself, and now that he was gone and gone for most likely forever she’d always feel this way.

she couldn’t feel complete, a part of her would be missing for forever and she’d never feel comfortable with herself. never feel normal. never feel the same joy she felt when she was with matt.

god, she built her entire life around matt, relying on him for her everything, her happiness, her grounding, her safety and comfort. she was so used to being with him, that everything she saw or heard reminded her of him, and what did that do? nothing. it only made her feel worse.

• • •

“come on y/nnn, you havent left your bed in a weekk, just come out, and you’ll feel better.” the text read, y/n stared for a moment, thinking all the thoughts of what would happen if she went out.

what if she saw matt? it wouldnt matter. they’ve broken up anyways.

what if another man reminds her of him and she breaks down and sobs? highly doubt that would happen, matts one in a million.

what if she gets black out drunk and calls matt? she hopes she does, maybe they’ll get back together.

y/ns thumbs moved across her keyboard quickly, pressing the letters and forming a sentence.

reading it over and over again, y/n made sure this is what she wanted and what she wanted only, not basing it off of anything to do with matt.

“yeah ill come out. pick me up at 9.” she pressed send and clicked her phone off.

she took in a breath, moving her legs to the side of the bed, pushing them to the edge and onto the floor.

the harsh cold wood on y/ns feet(sies) reminding her this was reality and not some stupid dream she’d made up.

• • •

y/n quickly thanked the uber before stepping foot out of the car, immediately being greeted with a very enthusiastic “hiii!!” by ryleigh, her voice high pitched as she wrapped her arms around y/n.

y/ns arms wrapped around ryleighs body, saying a quick “hi” aswell, maybe a small smile at her lips. she still felt disgusted with herself, with what she did to matt. she’d never be able to feel the way she did before she’d done what she did to matt.

hell, she couldnt even utter the words of what she’d done. the words brought her great pain, a nauseous feeling to her stomach and tears to her eyes.

“are you readyy?” ryleigh asked, her voice just as comforting and encouraging as y/n needed it to be.

ryleigh pulled away from the hug, her grin ultimately comforting y/n and reminding her she was in a safe space with ryleigh.

“yess! by the way, love the dress babe, you look beautiful!” y/n answered, her lips curving into a grin, matching ryleighs.

“thankss. lets go inside.” ryleigh pulled y/n by the hand, pulling her inside the club.

as soon as the door opened loud ass music, neon lights and chattering engulfed y/ns senses. the lights really getting to her, they were just.. so much brighter than inside her bedroom.

ryliegh, on the other hand was enjoying it all. the sweaty bodies she and y/n moving against others as they walked to the bar. everything going on was just what ryleigh needed.

“hello ladies, what can I get ya?” the bartender offered a warm smile towards the two. his voice sending shivers down rylieghs spine. it was a husk, and deep voice, ultimately pulling ryliegh in.

“uh- um.. I- ill take a majito.. um.. y/n? what do you want?” ryleighs shaky and flustered voice turned to y/ns direction.

“I dont want anything. thank you though, ryleigh.” y/n answered. as easy as it would be to consume alcohol and drown out all her thoughts with matt, she knew it wasnt right. she shouldnt because she needs to live the reality of what she did, and also, because drinking alcohol like that is not a good idea, whatsoever.

“alrighty, then. thats all.. mister..?” ryleigh trailed off as she turned back around to face the bar tender, leaning her forearms onto the counter.

• • •

y/n left ryleigh and the bartender. they were just flirting and shit. she didnt want to be the third wheel. wheres the fun in that?

y/n was currently enjoying her night, atleast trying too. as much fun as someone who just ruined their relationship could.

she lightly swayed with the music, her hips moving side to side gently with the music.

she lightly hummed the words of the song, suddenly being so consumed by the beautiful sounds of the singers voice and the background music.

then, everything stopped. her body movements came to a halt. the music suddenly going quiet. her breathing stopping and her heart rate quickening, as her eyes laid on matt.

she immediately bit her lip and took in sharp breaths. her arms twisting together as she stared at him, her eyes darting down his face and body.

the way his silky and shiny brunette hair fell perfectly ontop of his head. the way his green shirt looked so, so good on him. the color perfecting his skin.

god, everything she wanted in a person, yet she couldnt have, but once did.

matt stared at the crowd of bodies infront of him, all moving under bright lights. his eyes trained on each and every individual, his eyes scanning the way each body curved and didnt curve, the features of their faces and their clothing. studying each person for no other reason than being bored.

his eyes were currently laid on one girl, his eyes trained on her hips moving, not even bothering to glance up at her face, nothing.

he could only think about how familiar the movements looked, how perfect she moved her hips.. but more importantly how it looked so familiar like he’d seen it plenty times before.

suddenly, her bodys movements stopped. his eyebrows raised in confusion, wandering why the girl had stopped. he moved his eyes from her hips to her face.

he didnt even have to look for another second to know that is his girl- that was his girl. once was, never (at least, what a part of him wants) again.

he quickly took in how she took in sharp and small breaths, her arms twisting together in the same way she always used to, when she was nervous, he quickly recognized.

fuck.

suddenly his eyes began filling with tears as his lungs slowly deflated with no air. he couldnt find it in himself to take in a breath, without atleast letting out a small sob.

as much as it pained him to look at the girl he only wished was still his, he couldnt bring himself to look away.

he missed the way her arms felt around him, the way her words always got to him, comforted, brought happiness, anything he wanted her words always seemed to do it. the way her beautiful eyes stared into his, the beautiful color of her irises bringing such comfort, warmth and nervousness over him at any given moment with no failure.

as much as what she did with koda absolutley kills him, he still loves her, he still hopes she was in his bed with him everymorning, he still wishes she was the one to always hold him as long as he needed it.

all he wanted was her, and he knew he could have her back, but he knew she didnt deserve him.

y/n stood in her spot, her feet planted to the ground as she took in her shaky breaths, so badly wanting to walk over to matt and talk to him, she just wasnt sure if she was ready or if he didnt want to talk to her. why would he? she basically cheated on him.

her eyes couldnt help but to stay on the boy, until he motioned for her to come to him.

she nodded, before looking away then untwisting her arms and flailing them to her sides, shaking her hands for a moment to get the nerves out and to prepare herself.

she brought one foot infront of the other, walking to matt in a quick motion.

“hi.” matt breathed, seeing y/n standing infront of him. seeing the girl he wanted so badly stand infront of him.

“hi.” she spoke, taking in a breath before quickly saying “alright, listen. I am so fucking sorry for what I did matt. I would absolutely do anything for you. I’d- I would do anything matt. words cannot describe how drained ive been without you, I havent felt the same, I don’t- nevermind. this isnt about me, this is about you and what I did.” she took in another breath, collecting herself before starting again.

“alright. what I did was absolutely unacceptable and absolutely disgusting of me. you were my boyfriend and I should not have done what I did with koda. its absolutely sickening and- and, wrong. no man could ever amount to you, you’re everything and all of everything ive ever wanted. koda is- is not the one to blame here. its me. but I need you to understand that I still love you and if I could I would treat you so so much better than what I did before. i am, truly, so sorry matt, and i do hope we could date again- or atleast be friends.” she finished. exhaling a large breath, feeling a huge amount of weight being lifted off her shoulders.

matts eyes stared down in awe at her. all of her words went straight to his heart. he’d completely forgiven her the moment she opened her mouth and admitted what she did was wrong.

his hands slowly came up to her face, his hand cupping her cheek and pulling her face into his, pressing their lips together in a passionate and sweet kiss. nothing sexual behind it.

y/n crumbled into the kiss and closed her eyes, until matt pulled away and pulled her into him. wrapping his arms around her body as he hugged her. he muttered words into her head, “I forgive you, I forgive you.” he repeated, his hand coming to the back of her head as he pulled her into even more of a warm hug.

2308 words

tags:

@luverboychris @chrissturniolosfavoritesexdoll @meg-sturniolo @junnniiieee07 @mels22lunchbox @ssilentzom @haunted-headset @scofposts @jupitersturniolos @mutualsafe @evieolo

#sturniolo #matt sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #the sturniolo triplets #matthew bernard sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #matthew #matt sturniolo fluff #matt sturniolo imagine #matt sturniolo x reader #matt x reader #matt sturniolo angst #angsty

156 notes · View notes

pink-valkyrie-writes · 1 year

Text

Mercy, Moira, Kiriko, Junker Queen and Sombra relationship hc’s

- reader is kept gender neutral

-warnings: fluff, some angst, nsfw

-I am very gay for these women so why not write about them:) This post is also gonna be a long one so hop in fellas

-Sombra’s is a little longer due for backstory reasons

-part 2!

Mercy

- ah yes, the earth angel herself who has had my heart since 2016 <3

-Angela is very loyal and loving to you but her role as a medic gets in the way most of the time. She feels bad every time she has to leave during the night (especially after making love to you, she doesn’t see it as just sex), during date nights, or even on her days off that you planned for her to de-stress

-but even with all that, you stay by her side and help get rid of that fear. You love how she is dedicated to her job and how amazing she is at it

- I could imagine from the crazy hours she works, she is sleep deprived. She gets maybe 3 hours of sleep at most. When she comes home to see you on the couch, she slips off her shoes and coat to come lay on top of you and sleep.

-She loves when you come and visit her at work!!! Whether you work for overwatch or not, spending her lunch break with you, with food that you bring for her, always puts a smile on her face

-Though you love her, you do find yourself sad or disappointed a lot because of her work. You know this isn’t her fault and she always makes it up to you, but you do get lonely. You would find yourself crying to sleep at night. Yes, you’re not hero, but a regular person who was lucky enough to get with this angel of a woman, but at what price?

-Every relationship has their arguments, yours doesn’t get too heated cause you both are rational, but you two do find yourself arguing in the beginning of her always work and how you feel lonely in a place you both share and call home. When she first saw you cry during an argument due to this problem, Angela felt her stomach sink. She never intended to make you cry or be upset. She’s able to calm you down, also expressing her fear of you leaving her

- You both come to an agreement to always let the other know how you feel and try to understand where they are coming from. Angela actually starts looking for assistants to train! She would like to have help around the office to get work done faster but also means she can spend time you with.

-She also wants you to become well acquainted with them as well in case you ever needed help from them and vice versa. A huge strain was lifted off of your relationship and she found herself more at home with you <3

-Pulling away from the topic of work, Angela loves to cook meals with you! Specially if they meals are from her home country.

-Whenever you made a traditional swiss dishes for your anniversary, she teared up and thanked you over and over again. It’s hard to get a meal from home whenever your work is crazy, she’s thankful you thought of her love for her country

-Spa day!!! She loves when you run her a warm bath with her favorite scented candles of pomegranate, red berries, and patchouli (totally not the candle I have in my room)

-Angela loves doing face masks with you to detox <3

-Idk why I see her as a handy person??? Oh you got a new desk?? Oh s/o let her build it for you. Got a new shelf? Don’t worry, Angela can do it

-Angela loves to show you off to her coworkers. You’re the light of her life, her loving s/o. She would go to the ends of the earth for you

nsfw

-Doesn’t matter what you identify as, she tops. End of story. There are a few occasions she bottoms.

-She always has to take care of people but whenever she takes care of you sexually, she feels the same fulfillment after a days of work

-Doesn’t mean she sees sex as a chore or job!!! she just loves being able to take care of her baby <3

- Event though she wears a strap, she loves to watch you suck the dildo that’s in the harness. She can’t feel anything but just seeing you looking up at her with your sweet eyes her mind goes blank and can only think of how beautiful you are. Loves to receive and give oral <3

-Will absolutely play doctor with you but she slips in medical terms you don’t understand lol

-Her breast is definitely sensitive- so when you are relaxing on the couch and you slip your hands up her shirt to massage her chest, she’s putty in your hands. Holding onto your wrists and she leans her head back and moans for you

-Loves when you ride her- when she looks up at you, you look absolutely ethereal riding her strap

-When the few times she does bottom, she finds herself slipping into her native language, switching from english to german, especially when she’s getting close. Even if you don’t understand german, you picked up on a few phrases yourself

-Like I said, my gal is sensitive, so vibrators are a good friend to have! She loves when you look her in her eyes when you control the vibrator, making her look into your eyes when she cums <3

Moira

-my favorite “un-ethical” genetic engineer (aka my lesbian lover)

-Moira is definitely hard person to come around due to her intimidating presence. But that didn’t stop you from pinning for her

-When she notices people, she takes subtle mental notes. When she first met you, she isn’t thought how cute you are, adorable even

-The first few times she interacted with you it was strictly about work, But over time you noticed how she would make little jokes to you like:

“did you also notice how that guy is wearing his tie wrong?’

“Hello y/n, did sombra contact you today about lunch plans? Are you going to her little...festivity?” (she prayed you would say yes)

“Y/n, would you like to come get coffee with me?”

-That was her first time asking you out and you loved it! She took you to her favorite cafe that happened to be anime themed and slowly she would tell you how her drink inspired from Naruto was the best and the plot line of the show

-When your relationship starts, Moira will put her work above you. Sorry not sorry, it’s the truth. Science is her entire life, she cares and adores you, but her first love is science

-It does pain you she chooses science over you. Date night? Oops sorry, I forgot, I was caught up with work. You cooked dinner? Sorry my love, I’m caught up at work right now so don’t stay up for me. Sometimes you find yourself crying to sleep and when you wake up with puffy eyes, Moira points them out but you brush it off.

-One night it came to a halt. You were getting ready to leave for the day and went to go grab your lover for home time. When you called her name she didn’t answer, You repeated yourself and she snapped for you to leave her alone and that she’s busy. You tell Moira that you’ll be cooking dinner tonight and she went on with her favorite sentence, “Sorry my love, I’m staying late tonight, you don’t have to wait up for me okay?”

-Something snapped, you started to yell how she gives all her attention to her work and never you. How at this point you were just someone she could have company with. Moira scoffed, “Why do you have to act so childish? I already told you from the beginning what your place is,”

-Childish? Your place...? Without saying another word, you slammed her door, storming to the car to get home. As soon as you arrive you burst into tears crying while getting undressed to go to bed. The sheets and blanket smelled like her, which made you cry harder. You decided to take an old shirt of hers and put it on a pillow, grab a round throw pillow, and made a makeshift model of Moira. You kissed the pillows cheek and whispered a goodnight.

-She come home that night upset, mad at you and herself, why couldn’t you understand her work? Why couldn’t she be a better girlfriend? She quietly reheated leftovers you made and eat in silence. God she hates this silence.

-When she came into your shared room her heart ached. Were you so deprived of her you had to make a makeshift version of her? Now she understands how lonely you truly feel. She changed and climbed into bed, removing the pillows from your grasp. You woke up a bit and she shush you to go back to sleep. She held you to her chest as she confessed how bad she felt from earlier, how she was wrong for underestimating your feelings and how she was in the wrong, not you. You began to cry softly at her words, and she shushed you, kissing your forehead and reassuring she loved you.

-That morning you woke up in her arms, but she was already awake watching you sleep. She kissed you good morning and told you she called the next few days off to be with you and make up for lost time. She apologized once again but this time you kissed her to let her know you forgive her.

-all right let’s move onto happy stuff!!

-When she is at her apartment with you, she loves to watch anime with you. If you’re an anime fan, good, she loves that! You two can talk about your favorite shows, compare theories, and even show each other new animes to talk about

-At times, she catches herself feeling embarrassed since anime is typically “for kids and young adults”, she’s an older woman and feels a bit insecure about it. Please comfort her!! Tell her it’s okay to have interests

-She has little figures of her favorite characters on a shelf in her room idc- definitely cosplayed once or twice and will cosplay with you!

-Since Moira is busy, take-out and delivery services are your best friends!

-Moira has never felt this much of a connection with someone before and she doesn’t want to lose it. She loves when you kiss the knuckles of her corrupted arm, showing love to the science she has done. That arms also tends to hurt from time to time so heat packs!! Loves the lay in bed with you with you hold the heat pad to her arm to help her relax

-Moira is a sucker for being a little spoon but won’t admit it, please hold her too!!

nsfw

-Another top! Moira needs to dominant everything she does, including you <3 but she does bottom is you beg nicely

-another proud strap user, isn’t one for receiving oral but loves to use her mouth on you. She also loves to look at you while doing so to make you shy

-loves missionary! she loves to see all your facial reaction whenever she goes fast, rough, slow, or soft

-a secret of hers is she wants you to dress up as her favorite character for her <3 and if you do she is caught off guard but enjoys herself either way and will thank you after (maybe ask you to do it again some time)

-Moira isn’t above of dragging you into her empty lab and fingering you (don’t worry her middle and index fingernails are press on and can be removed) The risk of getting caught excites her, but she always keeps a hand over your mouth just incase

-I see her as the type to have a flogger or whip, she loves to see how your body reacts to the slight pain and how you vocal you are when you have your ass and thighs slapped by her

-latex lady. I won’t elaborate

-I am part of the “calling hot woman ‘daddy’ committee. She feels powerful when that word slips out of your mouth. She does lean to the androgynous side, she does expect to hear ‘mommy’ at most, which you have called her, but she actually prefers daddy

-play with her breast and suck her nipples. Small boobs are the best and always melts when you play with her. She gets sensitive and lets out breathy moans which makes you go wild <3

-When she bottoms, praise her! She isn’t well liked among her colleuges or really anyone at Talon, so when you tell her she’s amazing and doing a great job, she will cover her face (uncover her beautiful face )

-totally down for you to finger her while she reads her books <3

Kiriko

- my little fox hehe <3

-Kiriko is definitely an outgoing person! She’s involved with her community, and you admired her for that!

-She met you at a festival and couldn’t help but stop and stare when she saw you. How beautiful and cheerful you were made her turn her head

-Though she is outgoing, doesn’t mean she’s confident when it comes to asking people out. She feels super shy and she definitely doesn’t want to mess up at all

-When you two are on a date and you see how almost everyone knows who she is and is all smiles when Kiriko passes by, you knew she was a good person to be around

-Kiriko knows sign language and will teach you if you ask! If you are deaf, it wouldn’t faze her. She just sees you as another person, not your disability.

-You love to see how she interacts with kids. If you ever want kids in the future of your relationship, she would be all for it. Kiriko also loves to see you interact with the little girl in her cinematic! Seeing you interact with the child makes her heartbeat faster (in a good way)

-Since you’re with Kiriko, be prepared for her mother and the Shimada brothers. Her mother wants nothing but the best for her, you need to prove that you are strong enough physically and mentally. You never know what can happen.

-Hanzo and Genji are the other ones you have to look at out. Genji is more laid back, a “cool older brother” figure who only wants you to prove you are always going to be there for Kiriko. Hanzo on the other hand is the protective older brother figure who agrees with her mother. He silently judges you with her mother, like he does most people, but with you it feels more frequent, and you can’t help but snap after built up tension

-This pressure from people outside of your relationship builds on you. You admitted to Kiriko about this, and she felt conflicted. Yes, she trusts you and knows you care about her, but she will always listen and respect her elders and defend them at first

-You felt bad for being upset, knowing this is her family worrying about her but there is only so much criticism you can handle, specially from people you want to make a good impression on. You tell this to her and she understands completely where you’re coming from. She doesn’t want to upset you more, but this is her mother we are talking about. You cry to her how you don’t feel good enough for her and constantly worried of doing the wrong thing, knowing her mother or brothers are waiting till you slip up to point it out.

-The two of you go back and forth on this multiple times till you come to an agreement. You train with her mother and Hanzo but they have to take it easy on you and let you prove that you are just right for her. Though she is an adult, she’ll always be her mother’s baby and Hanzo’s little sister

-Kiriko loves going on rides on her bike (as a voice line indicates) and will take you on a ride! Either if you have your own or if you hop on hers. She loves taking you to different places on her bike hehe <3

-It’s definitely your job to help her eat REAL meals, not just donuts and junk food. (which her mother praises you for)

-Will tell you all the stories of the fox spirit and her personally experiences <3 specially likes it when she can lay her head in your lap and go on and on about her stories

-she will be more than happy to teach any martial art moves to help you in combat! She is your number one supporter and will always be there to cheer you on

-she can’t wait for the night where her mother invites you over for dinner and talks to you, not giving you glancing or make subtle comments on your lack of fighting skills

nsfw

-A switch but I can def see her leaning towards being a bottom, but more of a bossy bottom

-She loves to receive oral but she always returns the favor, she always whines whenever you when use your tongue

-Definitely a hair pulling. Either it be when you give her head or if she if pulling your hair back when she is fucking you

-Since she is blessed by the fox spirit, I know she has sharp canines and I know she loves to bite and mark you for others to see. After your session, she always treats your bites and make sure you’re okay

-will be down to fuck after training, especially if the two of you were sparring and being physical with each other. She will be on top for these sessions, her adrenaline is already running and wants to be rough with you

-will keep going till she out of energy, she’s an all nighter while the others on this list can go for 2-3 rounds

-She loves to play soft music in the background while you two fuck, it enhances the atmosphere, and she loves to be fucked by you to her favorite songs

-favorite position would be cuddle fucking, she can’t place her finger on it but having you close to her while you slowly grind into her, filling her up, she feels so hot and bothered.

- She loves the way you whisper into her ear as you lift her leg up to fuck her deeper, you always manage to take her breath away. Kiriko really love this position for morning sex as well

Junker Queen

-waaaa my muscular wife

-Odessa loved being the queen of Junker Town-she’s a strong ruler, knows what’s best, and can handle her own...but it does get lonely at the top

-Doesn’t matter if you’re a junker or an outsider that happened to stumble across to Junker Town, you catch her eye immediately. You stand out to her, even if she is fighting again in the reckoning to keep her title as queen

-She would come stop you were ever you were and talk to you. Of course, you were intimidated by the 7-foot-tall woman in front of you, but you were able to keep your composure for the conversation

-Odessa was blunt with you and told you that you caught her attention, in a good way of course, and how she wanted to get to know you better. Though she is tough as steel, she still gets a bit nervous of fear of being rejected

-Once she has made things official with you, she introduces you to her people as the other queen of Junker Town. Of course people were surprised she dated but they show you the same amount of respect.

-They know if they were to ever hurt, disobey, or disrespect you in any, not Odessa, but Junker Queen will personally beat the shit out of them and toss them to the wastelands

-Though you appreciate her standing up for you, the violence to you is too much after some time. when you try to talk to her about this she yells how she does it for you, it’s all for you. She makes into a one-man screaming battle, but she’s a lover by heart and will come to you after a few hours and apologize. She gets on her knees and hugs you by your waist, head resting on your chest

-At this point she opens up to you about her time in the Wastelands and how they have forever changed her. She cares for you like she cared for family, fighting every day to live in the harsh outside world of Junker Town. She admits she is scared to death to lose you and fights for you like how she fought for her loved ones. Odessa also admits to having nightmares in your shared bed but never wakes you up because she needs to have strong image and doesn’t want to be seen as weak

-By the end of this confession she is crying into your chest. You rub the top of her back and you comfort her. You remind her that you may be with the Junker Queen, you’re also with Odessa Stone

-She now is rational with her decision making and you tell her to ask for your help when need be, you told her it’s okay to ask for help. Hell, everyone her people noticed an attitude change when you came around, you’re great for her!

-Odessa loves sharing everything she has with you, especially music! She loves to blast her rock music in her chambers with you, jumping on the bed you two share and going into laughing fits together

-Your girlfriend is a very handy and resourceful person, you have to be to live in Junker Town. She will make you special weaponry and armor <3 always craving her and your initials into the metal

-I feel Odessa can do your hair! From cutting it to dying it, your girlfriend will do anything to help you feel beautiful with your appearance, even though you’re already so beautiful to her <3

-You are also in LOVE with her accent, she already a pretty rough girl and her voice is *chef’s kiss*. Sometimes when she’s mad and goes full aussie you can’t really understand her unless you yourself are aussie

nsfw

-She’s a total dom, no bottoming for her. She loves when “you please your queen”

-the only thing she’ll really “bottom” for is receiving oral. She loves how tiny you look compared to her and think you look sweet when you eat her out. She loves to eat you out but LOVES when you sit on her face. None of that hovering shit, she wants the full thing. She’s a big girl and can handle it!

-Odessa loves when you sit in her lap and bounce on her strap, she has a size kink and plans to utilize it. Not even just sexually, she loves how small you are and because of your size, she will fuck you standing up. She loves the amount of power she holds outside and in the bedroom.

-She also plays music during sex! But she plays music from time to time when you guys have sex unlike Kiriko who plays music during sex pretty often. there’s something about fucking you hard to the beat of her favorite songs, since her favs are metal, be prepared to be banged to the drum rhythm

-she will bring in Gracie from time to time. She mostly uses her to cut your clothes off your body but if you are comfortable with it, she will carve in her name into your thigh. She always makes sure to clean up and clean your cuts effectively, so they don’t get infected

-Throne sex! Throne sex! Throne sex! She doesn’t even care if people see or not, she finds it so hot that you are so willing to please her in a chair that represents her power and dominance over you and her people

-Her favorite position is doggy style. The way you look back at Odessa and moan her name like a prayer always does it for her. Slapping your ass to watch it jiggle, making you look back at her, pulling you by your hair...all of the things she loves other than you as a person <3

Sombra

- my silly hacker who also has had my heart since 2016<3

-Oliva kept herself in the shadows, she needed to so she can protect her identity as Sombra. She always needed to know everything about everyone, no matter what.

-As another night passes, another person’s skeletons in their closet are found by Sombra. She looks through the picture of the businessman she planned on exploiting next, but something caught her eye. In the picture of what it seems to be a faculty group photo, she spotted you in the back row. She zoomed in and couldn’t help but admire how pretty you are, now her focus was on you. For the next few days she tries her best to find everything about you. Where you live, your childhood, the college you went to, hell even your internet browsing history. And she wasn’t doing this for her own benefit to expose you, she was obsessed with you

-For the next Talon mission, they were able to break into the companies building and she was able to have a chat about ‘business matters’ with your boss. As a deal, he transferred some employees, including you, for ‘business opportunities’ to work for Talon in fear of his dirty deeds going public

-You were comforted to know that you fellow employees were there with you to comfort you in with this change. You’ve heard of Talon and what they stand for and feel like you have to walk on eggshells there. Though you didn’t interact too much with the head council, Sombra seem to have an eye on you

-Yes, she would mess with your co workers but never seem to do that with you. With them there was some malicious factor behind it but when Sombra teased it you it was like you two have been friends for years. After a while, Sombra was finally close enough to you to ask you out, which you accepted. She was super happy to know that the efforts worked out in her favor, they always did

-She would come visit you when you would work and keep you entertained while you slaved away to the paperwork in front of you. Massaging your shoulders, whispering compliments into your ear, and kissing your cheeks were her favorite thing to distract you with while you worked.

-You were close with your old boss and kept in contact with him. After a long phone call, he had admitted that Sombra threated him to give him employees or else he would be exposed to the public. He mentioned how Sombra was very adamite about you coming with her more than the others, saying it was like she knew you, wanted you, and had done this to get you.

-You felt frozen, was this true? Was this whole shift in not just your career life but your social life due to the fact your girlfriend just wanted you this whole time? This whole thing was planned out?

-On a war path, you stormed to her room and started to yell at her of how she could be so selfish and how you were just like a pretty china doll she could keep for fun. Sombra was so use on never being called out on her manipulative behavior. She couldn’t really defend herself know that you knew the truth. it was worse when you began to cry, sobbing into your hands.

-”What was this for huh?! You just wanted a “pretty girl” to call yours because you thought I was good looking?! YOU have changed and put my life in danger for YOUR benefit!”

-Not Sombra, but Olivia sat you down and confessed. For the first time she admitted her wrongs and she didn’t know how to do it. She tried her hardest, but you kept crying harder and left. After a few days, Olivia came to your room and wanted to talk, you agreed. She confessed you she was wrong for only seeing you as a pretty girl, not thinking about what being apart of Talon means for your life. By the end, she was crying though tried not to. You sighed and gave her a hug where she cried harder. When her crying stopped, you pulled back and gave her a kiss on the lips, which she happily accepted.

-You made Olivia promise to only stay by her side if she could protect from anything that came your way. You really did like her and honestly didn’t want to leave her. Olivia accepted and from that day on she has been 1000% honest with everything with you

-Now with the sadness out of the way, let’s focus on happy stuff!

-Sombra loves to cook with you! As Mercy, she loves when you cook meals that are home to her country. You always apologize in advance if it doesn’t taste like the “real thing” but she doesn’t care, she loves your cooking and your meals bring back memories of Dorado

-In a voice line interaction with Moira, she talks about the carpel tunnel in her wrists. When you two are laying down together, you always rub her wrists and fingers to drain the fluid build-up in her hands. She loves these soft, caring moments with you

-I bet her posture is really bad (just like mine) so whenever she is sitting in a chair, you always put a pillow between her back and the chair. She already had messed up hands, you can’t let your girlfriend have a messed up back too!

-Olivia loves to play with your hair, you let her try different style but do you trust her giving you a haircut?...not so much. Sorry Olivia, but Amélie has told your s/o of the time she cut her hair as a “prank”...which didn’t end well

-speaking of Amélie- her, Gaberial, and Moira asks you constantly how you can put up with her shenanigans. You shrug, they wouldn’t understand how you understand Olivia’s charm

-Dating Olivia you also become good friends with Siebren! Olivia makes it her job to watch out for him so he isn’t tested on, so if she isn’t around, you can watch over him! To some it seems like babysitting, but you end up really close to him! Olivia is happy to know that <3

nsfw

-my girl is a switch, 50/50

-Olivia loves watching you give her head, she thinks you look perfect between her legs. She also loves to eat you out, maybe one of her favorite things about sex with you tbh, she just loves watching you enjoy yourself and feel good

-With your permission, she has recorded some sessions with you. Whenever she goes away for missions and you aren’t around, she fingers herself to videos of her fucking you. she has also gave you videos to keep for yourself whenever you feel lonely with he gone.

-Olivia loves risky sex. Unlike Moira, she doesn’t cover your mouth and does it in a spot anyone can walk in. If someone happens to walk in and try to tell other people? Their social security and credit card numbers are already leaked for other hackers in the world to use

-Like Angela, if she is bottoming, she will start speaking to you in spanish but with her she will continue to speak in spanish until she is finished <3

-Olivia works with her fingers all day, you know her fingering game is good

-She is a hair puller when she’s on top, not so much for her when she is on bottom cause of the wires in her hair, have to be careful. So instead, she prefers it when you put her face into the mattress

-Favorite position is lotus. It’s a very intimate position and she loves to hold you in her arms as you ride her strap or vice versa. She loves to take her time and show you how much you mean to her. Her life is filled with craziness, but this sharing a moment like this with you will always be her favorite.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Thank you so much for reading!! I had a lot of fun writing this :00

likes and reblogs are always appreciated ! <3

part 2 coming!

1K notes · View notes

rewh0re · 10 months

Text

━PROMISES ARE BUT FUTILE WORDS ; MIKAGE REO

- angst, 1.1k, yelling and cursing, crying, fed up reader, crying reo (sorry!), Give it a read maybe and I'll give you a cookie! Reblogs + feedbacks are highly appreciated!!

It was a highly extravagant restaurant with bright blinding lights and fancy customers murmuring amongst themselves. The sound of cutlery hitting the plates as people enjoyed their meal became more and more evident as time passed by.

You could see her. Your waitress. She was trying her hardest to subtly look at you after every 2 seconds, maybe waiting to approach you again. You took a sip of your water as you sighed and rubbed your neck, fidgeting with the beautiful pearl necklace that you wore. The one saved only for special occasions. You looked down at your phone for what seemed like the millionth time in an hour. Maybe they weren't really even looking at you necessarily but all you felt were pairs of eyes burning holes into your frame as you kept checking for at least one text. It never came.

"Miss?" Your waitress finally came up to you, a sheepish look on her face. You gave her a small understanding smile.

"Miss I am really sorry but you might have to give up this table. You have not ordered anything in an hour and the other customers are patiently waiting outside. So if you could please order something?" She gave you a smile that screamed the amount of pity she held for you.

"Uh no I'm fine, I'll be leaving. So sorry for keeping up the line," you blinked twice as you tried to keep the little tears at bay. You got up from your chair, smiled at her one last time and quickly walked out of the very expensive, very beautiful restaurant. You saved up for this.

You checked your phone one last time. No text or call from Reo.

"Fuck that jerk. Fucking shithead," you muttered more to yourself. You wiped the few stray tears that slipped and headed straight towards home.

All you wanted at this very moment was to change out of the clothes you were wearing and maybe just try to sleep. You couldn't sleep without Reo, but you have to today.

You opened the front door, ready to freshen up as soon as possible but you froze on the doorway.

There he was, sitting on the sofa, your cat on his lap as he was watching some football match you honestly didn't care about at the moment. You were angry, seething, all you felt was rage because what the fuck was Mikage Reo doing at home just chilling when you humiliated yourself at a restaurant where he was supposed to be on a date with you?

"Oh hey honey! You're back!" He gave you his million dollar smile and normally that would make your insides flutter but you clenched your jaw as you constricted yourself from screaming at him. Not so soon.

"What do you mean by that? What are you doing at home?" You asked in a flat voice.

"Oh well, practice ended early so I went over to Nagi's and we played some games. Then I came home and thought that we'd cuddle but you weren't here," he smiled at you from the sofa, softly petting your cat. "But you were not here. I assumed you went out with your friends so I didn't bother you by calling and all. Hey? Are you feeling okay"

You saw his face morph into one of concern and he probably saw yours covered in pure vexation.

"Am I okay? Am I okay?! REO! do you really not remember what today was supposed to be," you paced towards him, your footsteps quick and voice rising, slowly but surely.

Reo's eyes widened in horror as the realization finally dawned upon him. It was your 1 year anniversary. You both had decided on a date night at the restaurant for which he knew you saved up. You had mentioned this being extremely special for you.

"Shit," reo hissed as he shut his eyes, opening them to see tears almost streaming out of your own.

"Shit indeed," you turned to go towards your bedroom but he was quick to hold your wrist.

"Listen. Y/n. I am so sorry it completely slipped my mind. I-"

You laughed at his pointless explanation, "of course it slipped your mind Reo. It always fucking does! Last time, I asked you to hang out at my place and you forgot. Before that I asked you if you could check out the cafe near my office and guess what? You couldn't make it. Everytime I try to do something special for us, you ruin it by blowing up on me. So don't give me that bullshit that it slipped your mind because if you wanted to come with me in the first place, that wouldn't have happened."

You snatched your wrist away from him. You were panting from all the yelling you did and it was so evident that you were trying your hardest not to break down then and there. Reo had understood that his relationship was hanging on by a thread at this point and he was unable to do anything to save it.

"Baby listen. I'm sorry I've done this to you. I love you. I do, really and I can try to come up with an explanation as to why I stood you up but there won't be any. So I won't try. All I can say right now is that I'm sorry and I promise y/n. I promise that next time, I will not repeat this mistake. Won't you give me another chance?" By now even Reo was trying his hardest to keep his tears at bay. His lips quivered and voice broke with every sentence that he spoke but he stood his ground. He realized he might lose you very soon. Very very soon. But he would beat himself up over it if he at least didn't try to keep you with him.

You scoffed at his words, meaningless as they were to you, "Promise? Ha! Your promises have proved to be useless time and time again Reo. Your promises are nothing but a string of futile words attached by some lanky thread that grows more precarious every passing second. I cannot trust your words anymore."

You looked away to hide your tears. He tried to gently hold your face, look into your eyes but the way you smacked his hand away revealed how this relationship had already broken.

"This was my last straw Reo. I want you out of my house by morning," his eyes widened in pain and tears kept flowing but he knew you wouldn't change your mind. He knew you. Once you made a decision, you stuck to it, not being easily swayed.

"If that is what you want, what you truly, really want, then I will respect your decision y/n. But I need you to know that you look gorgeous today and everyday and I will love you. Always. You gave me the world and if you ever want to try again or if you ever find it in yourself to forgive me, I will be just one call away." He kissed your forehead, a kiss that lingered longer than expected because this was the last.

Reo was gone the next morning when you woke up.

367 notes · View notes

mj-iza-writer · 3 months

Text

Whumpee cuddled close to Whumper as they turned the TV on.

Whumper reached up and started to massage the back part of Whumpee's neck and up into their hair.

Whumpee leaned into the touch happily.

The news came on with a special report.

"Today marks the three year anniversary of this person going missing", a picture of the person flashed along the screen as they talked, "their family still holds out hope that they will be returned to them, though it seems the trail is running cold."

Whumper noticed Whumpee watching the report with interest.

"That poor family", Whumpee replied.

"Yeah", Whumper replied as they started to squeeze Whumpee's neck.

"Mas... oww, Master... mercy, mercy", Whumpee yelped.

"Oh, sorry Whumpee", Whumper quickly released their grip, "let's watch something else."

"Okay", Whumpee rubbed their sore neck.

"Alright", Whumper sighed as they turned the TV off, "I got some work to do, how about you go find something else to do."

Whumpee followed Whumper into the kitchen and made goofy faces with their reflection on the stove.

"I almost look like that missing person", Whumpee looked closer, "my hair looks different though."

Whumper gripped a knife tightly as they cleaned it.

"Do you think so? I don't see it", Whumper talked through gritted teeth.

"Maybe you're right", Whumpee turned to look at Whumper, but was startled by the way Whumper was looking at them while clutching the knife.

"Mas.. Master did I say something that displeased you?", Whumpee backed away in fear, "I-I'm sorry for speaking out of line."

Whumper set the knife on the counter and walked to Whumpee.

Whumpee's breathing caught in their throat, "please, I'm a good Whumpee, please don't hurt me."

Whumper reached and cupped Whumpee's cheek, "we are done talking about the missing person. I do not want to hear anything else about it. Am I clear?", Whumper talked low and threateningly.

Whumpee nodded quickly. They felt their knees were going to buckle with how much they were shaking.

Whumper grinned and pinched Whumpee's cheek, "good, now go find something to do while I clean up and make dinner."

Whumpee peaked into the kitchen before Whumper called for them.

"Mas..Master, may I plead for your forgiveness", Whumpee looked down at the floor, "fo-for earlier."

Whumper frowned at Whumpee.

Whumpee stammered, "I'm so-sorry for displeasing you. I know you said not to talk about that subject anymore, but I hoped you would forgive my behavior."

"You are forgiven, and we are going to forget about it here and now", Whumper turned to finish cooking, "it's done now."

"Y-yes master, thankyou", Whumpee whispered.

"Let's eat", Whumper grinned at them, "after that, we can rest."

A few bites into dinner, Whumpee began to slow down.

"Mas-Master um, I don't feel, I don't feel good", Whumpee blinked slowly.

Whumper grinned as they took a sip of wine, "I know Whumpee, when you wake up tomorrow, you won't remember anything that happened today. I'm doing this for your own good."

"Am I the missing person?", Whumpee quickly asked as they began to slouch.

Whumper sighed, "yes Whumpee, you are. I have my reasons for why you live here, and I take care of you. Reasons I don't think you are ready for", Whumper sighed, "your family didn't love you, you were a pawn for them. They didn't love you like I love you."

Whumpee sobbed as they grew more tired, "what's happening?"

"I gave you a drug, it will help you sleep and forget everything that happened today", Whumper stood, "you will be okay, I'll take care of you, I promise."

Whumper walked around the table to Whumpee, and stood next to them, waiting for the drug to fully put them out.

"Don't touch me", Whumpee sobbed and tried to pull away.

"It's okay Whumpee, I know this is hard for you", Whumper sighed, "you'll be all better tomorrow, my obedient little Whumpee."

Whumpee's eyes closed and their body went limp. They fell sideways into Whumper's arms.

Whumper readjusted how Whumpee sat in the chair and rested their head on the table.

"You didn't get to eat much", Whumper sighed as they glanced at Whumpee's plate, "I'll make your favorite for breakfast. To make up for this, though you'll think it's a surprise for you."

Whumper went back to their spot to finish their dinner.

"I guess it will be a quiet evening", Whumper sighed as they watched drool pool out of Whumpee's mouth.

The next morning, Whumpee's eyes fluttered open. They looked around their bedroom, trying to remember what happened.

They jumped when the door opened.

"Whumpee it's time to wake.... oh.. good morning", Whumper smiled, "how are you feeling? You seemed a little unwell yesterday."

"Di-did I, I don't remember anything from yesterday", Whumpee sat up slowly.

"It's okay not much happened, I had you rest mostly", Whumper sat on the side of the bed, "I hope you're hungry, I'm making your favorite for breakfast."

"Really. I'm really hungry", Whumpee looked at Whumper excitedly.

"Okay good, get ready, and we'll have breakfast. I'm sure today will be a better day", Whumper winked.

"I hope so", Whumpee smiled.

Taglist. As always please let me know if you want to be added or taken off of the list. It's not a problem at all. @villainsandheroes @the-beasts-have-arrived @sacredwrath @porschethemermaid @monarchthefirst @generic-whumperz @bloodyandfrightened @freefallingup13 @notpeppermint @cyborg0109 @idontreallyexistyet @thebejeweledwatercat

#whump community #whump stuff #whump writing #whump ideas #whump #whumpee #whumper #whump scenario #caretaking #oc #carewhumper #drugging #drugged whumpee #missing person character #what happened

100 notes · View notes

jagibee · 1 year

Text

Call Me Luna

(Stray Kids x Reader)

Chapter 1

1,222 Words

A/N: Hello, hello! I’m Mari and this is my first ever (published) skz fic. I wanted to publish the first chapter on the fifth anniversary so sorry if there are mistakes, feel free to tell me so that I can fix them! I am open to constructive criticism and all sorts of feedback! Use my ask box whenever you like!

This fic is OT8 x Reader but might lean towards Chan and Lee Know, sorry, not sorry😁

Here we go!

…

When Chan was told the company was integrating a new policy, he was wary to say the least. Especially when he found out it had to do with secondary gender dynamics. Their pack had a delicate balance and he was worried that a new addition, particularly one that wasn’t his choice, would screw it up.

He became more relaxed once he learned that they would give the band the freedom to look at application profiles and decide among themselves which caretaker they would have.

When he saw the huge stack of applications, he thought ‘at least there will be plenty of good options’. Unfortunately, that optimism didn’t last long.

When one of his members selected an applicant they liked, another would always look over and find something wrong with them. When Jisung found one, Jeongin said their scent made him queasy. When Changbin suggested one, Hyunjin accused him of doing it just because the applicant had said that they liked spending time at the gym. They had a small pile of maybes, but each one had at least one member who disliked them, and that wasn’t exactly ideal.

Each of the members had selected at least one profile they liked, even Minho, though he did say his was because the applicant was the winner of some cooking show. However, Chan hadn’t found a single applicant he liked. This person, this caretaker, needed to fit perfectly. He loved his members more than anything and if they were hiring someone to live with and look after them at all hours, every single day, for the foreseeable future, Chan was going to find someone everyone could agree on.

His own hope was dwindling alongside the ‘unread’ stack. Maybe it would be easier to just convince Jeongin that he could get used to new scents or tell Hyunjin that if Changbin was at the gym with the caretaker, he wouldn’t have to see either of them.

Then he came across your profile.

The first thing Chan noticed about you was your smile. It wasn’t some nice little ‘say cheese’ thing, but something true and genuine, like the photographer had just told you the funniest joke you ever heard, but you weren’t allowed to laugh. The way your smile stretched across your face made his own cheeks ache in sympathy pain.

Your profile said you had experience with all sorts of pack dynamics, which was good, given that their careers made them a rather unusual kind of pack. Also, your specialization in all types of secondary gender care stood out to Chan. Most omegan caretakers specialized in just omegas or occasionally just alphas, but the way you had completed training for alphas, omegas, and betas showed that you were truly dedicated. Also, with a pack of four alphas, two betas, and two omegas, having a good idea of how to treat everyone’s secondary gender was ideal.

Chan took out the bag with the tissue you had rubbed your scent on and brought it up to his nose.

Woah.

Your scent was a mix of floral and earthy, and it was strong without being overpowering. Chan instantly felt like he was being soothed.

He nudged Felix next to him and handed over the tissue. “Smell this,” he ordered.

Felix took it and tentatively raised it to smell. His nose twitched as he sniffed it and he let out a soft “oooooh” sound. He turned to Chan with a small grin. “I like it.”

Overhearing them, Jisung grabbed the tissue and took a deep breath. His eyes widened as he exclaimed, “Yah, this smell is so nice!”

Sitting across the makeshift circle, Changbin lunged across to grab for it but Hyunjin had been quicker. Before he had the chance to judge the scent, Changbin tackled him and landed them both in Seungmin’s lap.

Ignoring whines from the both of them, Changbin successfully snatched the tissue and took a big whiff. “Yoh,” he said, before wiggling cutely and switching to a high-pitched voice, “Binnie likes this!”

Hyunjin managed to take the tissue back then, bringing it so he and Seungmin could smell it at the same time.

“Oh, that’s nice!” Hyunjin exclaimed, exchanging a glance with Seungmin, who nodded along.

Chan felt something in his heart shift. That was over half of the pack’s approval. Then he reminded himself that they still needed the rest of the pack to like your scent and all of them had to review your actual application. Plus, Minho and I.N were the two most scent-oriented. Minho had the best sense of smell out of all of them, and as their most recently presented alpha, Innie was very sensitive about the scents he did and didn’t like.

Seungmin, still with a lapful of Changbin and Hyunjin, turned to Jeongin sitting next to him and gently held out the tissue. Instead of grabbing it and bringing it to his nose, he leaned forward to rest his face against Seungmin’s hand before he inhaled the tissue’s aroma.

Most of the pack members waited with bated breath for Innie’s verdict. Unlike the rest of them, he took his time in deciding whether he liked the scent or not. He tilted his head, making himself look particularly fox-like, before telling them, “I could get used to that.”

They all nodded, some exchanging small smiles, before everyone turned to Minho at the very end of their group. He rolled his eyes before holding his hand out in a grabby motion. “Yah, hand it over already.”

Seungmin, still clutching the tissue, passed it across Jeongin to Felix, who passed it back to Chan, who waved it in front of Minho’s face teasingly. Minho’s stern gaze just made Chan want to tease him more, but he could feel the slight tension in the air, so he stilled his hand. Minho grabbed the tissue and raised a single corner a couple inches in front of his face. He sniffed it, then brought it closer to press against his nose and inhale more deeply.

If this were any other time, Chan would be reveling in the silence but right now, he just wanted Minho to hurry up and say something.

Minho hummed slightly, one side of his lip twitching up before he nodded. “Yeah, I like that.”

Chan hummed in response, taking the tissue Minho held out and putting it back in the bag.

“This one’s profile is impressive too.” He told his members. “Anyone want to see?”

Seungmin grabbed the file while Hyunjin took the picture of you.

Tuning out Seungmin’s thoughtful comments and Hyunjin’s remarks on your beauty, Chan turned back to Minho, leaning in close.

“You know, you don’t have to say you like it just because everyone else does,” he said softly, sitting back into his normal posture.

Minho continued to stare straight ahead for a couple seconds before turning back to Chan, his gaze piercing. “I didn’t. I’m just not sure how that scent will mix in with ours.”

Chan could tell that this was about something deeper, but he knew Minho didn’t want to talk about it now, and he didn’t want to push him in front of everyone, so he just nodded and turned back to the other members.

He cleared his throat before slapping on a smile and asking loudly, “So! What does everyone think?”

551 notes · View notes

snowy-vee · 1 month

Text

TUG: I can’t have my heart lookin’ stupid (2)

n/a: I am on the wost mental block, unable to write anything, so I've decided to just WRITE WHATEVER, so I may be posting One-shots and writing for the On-goings whenever inspo come at me, I was going to write some shower smut but maybe for the opening of next chapter. Also, I always forget of the taglists, so sorry, I'll try to remember better after this one

Chapter not revised

taglist; @littlegingerperson5 @lil-elliesgf @bready101 @lmaoo-spiderman @elliescoolerwife @girlrotterr @les4elliewilliams @ellseasp @elsgirll @mikellie

INDEX

You finally could rest in that desk after finishing all the work Professor Mendozal eft you, you sighed looking around the office. Yeah, time to go to your dorm and sleep, maybe cuddle with Ellie if she was down to it, of course cuddling as friends.

Because you and Ellie were friends before anything, you two should never forget that, even if it came with some benefits that had to be kept secret to the public for the good of friendships and relationships. Sometimes you felt bad about what you were doing but then she had her lips on yours and that was enough to shut those thoughts… and Daniel did not deserve to be hurt because he couldn’t make you cum, maybe one day he would stop moving his fingers in your clit as if he was a fucking DJ mixing the worst mix in the history of music.

“Hi” You said opening the door of the dorm, throwing your backpack in your bed and throwing yourself too leaving a frustrated huff. Ellie was sitting on her bed with her legs crossed typing in her laptop barely acknowledging you, it was normal when you entered the dorm tired and just screamed into the pillow or sigh heavily and then went silent for long seconds. “You’re doing homework?”

“Yeah”

“Oh, shit!” You suddenly kneel on your bed, opening your backpack and pulling out a brown bag. Ellie looks at the bag and opens her mouth surprised as you wave it.

“No way”

“Yes way” you said going to her bed and sitting on the edge as you gave the bag to her “I did a little stop and I saw the bakery you like, so I decided to buy the pastries you talk so much, you can see it as thank you”

She opens the bag taking out one and biting it, she closes her eyes and licks her lips. You chuckled at her reaction; she seemed so adorable to you. “This is like fifteen minutes away from your building, you are thanking me for what?”

“For that tongue of yours”

“I must be really good for you to spend money in this, very expensive for your wallet” you open your mouth wide muttering a long ‘wow’ with a hand on your chest, showing how offended you felt.

“This is what I get for being nice… now, for real, the notes you sent me for the class? Worked so fucking great, I almost had a brain orgasm”

“That doesn’t sound great, not something I want to experience”

“Trust me, you do…” you chuckled looking over her desk, there was clothes neatly folded in the chair and her “special shoes” (meaning she only wore them once in a blue moon) were out of their box “You’re going out tonight? Where? A good party? I wanna go!”

“Uh, something like that, I guess” she scratched the back of her neck and smiled weirdly “It’s my anniversary with Cat”

“Ew- I mean, amazing! That’s so… coupley of you two ¡Go lesbians! or whatever”

Ellie stared at you for a long minute tilting her head before she talked again. “Okay, what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Nothing, just being supportive” You got up from the bed and went to check the clothes to see what the outfit was “Oh, god, I could be supportive helping you not look like your everyday ¿What the hell is this? ¿Are this the same jeans you wore yesterday?”

“I look good in those!” Ellie got up leaving the pastries in her night stand and snatching the pants from your hand.

“Never said you didn’t” You raised your hands in a gesture of peace. “What I’m saying is that you let me help picking you a good fit to impress Cat in your anniversary, come on, don’t let romance die, you guys are so cute and-”

“Will you stop talking if I say yes?”

You nodded energetically clapping once as you turned around and open the doors of her wardrobe. Ellie sighed defeated as she went back to her bed and kept working a little bit more until you could find something worthy, it’s not like she didn’t had good clothes, it’s just that her style was very plain and casual but it look great on her, she did not care that much, now if we talked about shoes… Ellie was a sneaker head, at least one in making, half of her paycheck or allowance went on some new shoes and she started telling you every detail and why it was so different from the other one she got last month, you couldn’t care less but you liked how she expressed herself so you listened to every word and sometimes found yourself spitting some random fact to someone that you learned from her about it.

In less than 30 minutes you had something “Try this on!”

You threw the clothes at her landing poorly on the floor next to the bed, she again gave you that look but huffed taking off her tank top, she had no underwear and you were shamelessly looking at her tits as she put on the shirt and started buttoning it up. There was no way you were dolling her up to go on a date with a Cat and you were going to be locked up in the room celibate mode, that sounded frustrating.

“Not bad, actually” Ellie looked at her reflection in the mirror, nodding slowly as she checked herself.

The clothes fit her so good and the new haircut she got days ago made her look 100% better, you were smiling through the pain of not being able to rip them and make her yours in that exact moment. Ellie was now making faces in the mirror, tucking her hair behind her ear with one hand on her chin, etc.

“Miss steal yo-girl is feeling herself” you chuckled going back to your bed, your job was done here “With that outfit you will get a lot of girls”

She chuckled too starting to undress as she was walking towards the bathroom “Well, Cat is the only one that matters”

“…yeah”

You could hear the water running but the door was still open, maybe she was waiting for it heat up, anyway, you were going to respect their relationship tonight, It was anniversary night, that was a big thing. Cat had all the rights to only she be the one to have Ellie for herself that day and you were not going to meddle.

“Wanna shower?” Ellie was leaning against the doorframe only a towel cover her body, you practically jump from your bed to meet her in the bathroom taking your clothes off quickly.

“I thought you were never going to ask”

If Ellie didn’t respect her relationship, why would you?

#ellie williams #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie williams x reader #ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader #ellie fanfic #ellie smut #ellie williams fic #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie williams au #ellie williams smut

97 notes · View notes

articdelilah · 1 year

Text

ꕥWomen’s Dayꕥ

Happy International Women’s day!! I hope everyone had a lovely day today :] I thought this would also be the perfect excuse to write some demon slayer characters and what they would do for women’s days!! Also The internet NEEDS more Enmu content so I am here to deliver.

Warning!: Mention of spicy time (not in detail or anything), Muzan being a lil asshole (not surprising) and some very handsome demons. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!

Akaza

🌒

Akaza clears all his plans for women’s day!! He makes sure to have the day OFF. He finishes his missions on time and gets everything done before this day.

Literally always remembers and wakes you up with kisses on your face, gently murmuring “Good morning” as he sets a vase of flowers on the bedside table.

This day is so special to him, It’s the day he has an excuse to just shower you in love! Akaza makes this day like a second anniversary, He lives for it!

Silent late night walks in a forest near a river or stream, maybe a little picnic too^^ He admires the moonlight on your skin and the way you smile as you tug his arm to walk faster.

Chocolates, Flowers, Jewellery you name it! This guy is on top of his game and won’t let you down, Not like it’s even possible to be let down by Akaza BUT YK-

He’s your little puppy for the day! So cute

Akaza is so sweet 10/10 HUSBAND MATERIAL!

Douma

🌑

Okey so here’s the thing, Douma wouldn’t plan it. He probably forgot until one of his followers mentioned it or (if you have a calendar because lets face it Douma wouldn’t have one) He’d check a calendar and be like “Oh yeah!” *snaps fingers*

He’ll shower you with attention and love! His gifts include Jewellery and New clothes! If you like reading, Douma might find a way to get his sharp lil hands on a book you’ve wanted for a long time^^

I don’t think he’s such of a chocolates type guy though, That’s okey though! He makes up for it I promise!!

While he can’t eat normal human food, He’d make his followers make you some so he can munch on a human while you eat your normal food.

Unless you are a demon, then yippe! You share a human together 💖 So romantic

Douma is a clingy little dog (ignore that he is clingy no matter what day-)

9/10💖

Muzan

🌕

Muzan would definitely forget or perhaps he doesn’t really care?? Who knows.

Doesn’t see why it’s important. I mean, It’s not like he gets a ‘International Men’s day’ so he doesn’t see what’s so special in Women’s day (🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩)

Nevertheless, if he sees you upset about him not celebrating it then he’ll sigh and walk to your side, wish you a (Rather forced) happy women’s day and hug you. Muzan hugs are very rare, THATS HIS GIFT TO YOU

Don’t expect gifts. Don’t expect special treatment. Don’t expect worship. Don’t expect lovey dovey romantic dates.

It’s not like he doesn’t love you, Muzan loves you!! You are his Queen and he’d die without a second thought for you, its just that he thinks it’s stupid and its a waste of time to be upset about it.

-1/10. GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER MUZAN!

Enmu

🌔

I think everyone knows that Enmu treats you like a Goddess on the daily anyways but MY GOD

Maybe won’t give you flowers but his hands and eyes are all over you, He just can’t let you go for the whole day

He’s so sweet, He’ll do anything u say!! He’s so sweet it’ll make your teeth rot

You two probably share a meal of some sorts

Probably wrote you a poem for the occasion

If you are a demon, a picnic on top of the train is a must!! I wouldn’t recommend if you are a human though, Stream blowing directly on your face might cause respiratory issues-

Might turn a little spicy at the end of the night 🤭

9/10 GET YOURSELF A MAN LIKE ENMU (and pls gimme more Enmu fanfics I’m desperate 😭)

Kokushibo

🌗

Like with Muzan, He probably doesn’t remember. Infact, I don’t think he’d even know something like this existed. He won’t even notice until you confront him that it’s women’s day.

A bit confused tbh. Why is there a women’s day? What do you do on women’s day? Does this even exist or are you just trying to get him to pay attention to you? Is he supposed to give you something?

He’ll remember from that day on, Wishing you a Happy women’s day every year.

Maybe he’ll take you stargazing if you’re lucky

Give him loads of kisses! He’ll make it up to you by little gestures such as holding your hand or kissing your hand

6/10. Good effort Koku

Thank you so much for reading Sugar Cookie! Until next time!! Remember, Requests are open^^

837 notes · View notes

junkissed · 11 months

Text

sunkissed

member — husband!jun x reader genre — fluff word count — 2.8k synopsis — this year for your anniversary, jun takes you on a trip down memory lane through the flowers of your past. warnings — the time skips between past & present, reader wears a dress at the end, some kissing, very brief cheol & seokmin cameos. nothing too extreme but they're a gross adorable happy married couple notes — this is for @svthub's secret garden collab! this fic is very special to me for many reasons but mostly because it's based on a little beach town where we used to go when i was growing up and i have so many fond memories of that experience (and also because i love jun hehe). i hope you enjoy :)

one reblog = one bouquet of flowers from jun 💐

“jun, can you at least tell me where we’re going?”

he shakes his head, a grin across his face. “nope! it’s a surprise.”

you frown and cross your arms, sitting down on the bed. “well, how am i supposed to know what to pack, then, if i don’t know where we’re going?”

jun pauses, his brow furrowed. “oh. yeah.” suddenly he pulls out his phone, studying the screen carefully, and you can’t help but laugh at him.

“what are you doing now?” you ask.

he looks up at you like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “checking the weather,” he says. “it’s supposed to be nice and warm but the weather app says it’ll be windy, so pack a jacket.” he pauses, thinking. “maybe more than one jacket.”

you stand and walk over to your closet, pulling out two hangers: a long brown coat, and a thin cardigan. “which one?”

his face lights up and he laughs, pointing to the coat. “that one, for sure.”

“excuse me, do you need some help?”

ice cold drops of rain pour down around you as you stand underneath the overhang in front of the grocery store, cursing yourself for not checking the weather more thoroughly before you went out today. it had been a deceptively sunny day earlier, but during the rainy spring season you never know when the weather will flip on a dime and the skies open up like they have today. your outfit had been perfect for the sunshine, but now it’s nowhere near enough to protect you from the rain.

at the sound of a voice you turn and see a tall man coming out of the store behind you, a plastic thank-you bag sticking out from under his arm. “do you live far?” he asks. “you can borrow my umbrella, if you want.”

you start to tell him no, you’re fine thanks, but you pause when you study his face a little closer, realizing you recognize him. “you look familiar… do i know you?”

he nods his head a little in response. “aren’t you seungcheol’s friend? i’ve seen you at his parties sometimes— you were at new year’s, right?”

you give him a nod, relaxing a little now that you know he’s friendly, but you’re still surprised when he says your name. “yep, that’s me,” you say with a polite laugh. “but i’m sorry, i don’t remember your name.”

“don’t worry about it,” he grins. “i’m junhui, by the way, but my friends call me jun. you can call me jun.”

you stick out your hand, and he shakes it enthusiastically. “well, it’s very nice to officially meet you, jun,” you smile.

“so, about that umbrella,” he says.

“oh, no, i’m alright,” you say, waving him off. “i’m not far away. just working up the courage to sprint back home,” you say with a laugh.

“let me give you a ride,” he says. “a little bit shorter of a sprint for you, at least? i live at the apartments a couple blocks down, it’s not out of my way.”

“i’ll be fine,” you say, shaking your head as a gust of wind nearly knocks you over. “but it’s very kind of you to offer.”

he frowns a little. “well, i can’t in good conscience let you go running around in the rain without an umbrella or anything,” he says, thinking. he shifts his bag of groceries to his other arm and starts shrugging off his coat. “here, take my jacket. your outfit would get all ruined in the rain.”

you want to tell him no again, but the rain continues to pour around you, and your shoes are already soaked in water. and his coat does look pretty warm…

“okay, fine,” you say finally, accepting the clothing from him and slipping your arms into the sleeves as he tosses it around your shoulders. “but how do i get it back to you?”

“are you going to cheol’s housewarming party next weekend?” he asks, and you nod. “you can give it to me then.”

“alright. i’ll take good care of it for you,” you say with a smile, and he grins in response.

“i’m really sorry, i’ve gotta rush off to a meeting,” he says, checking his watch. “but it was nice meeting you, and i hope we see each other again soon!”

he gives you a little wave, then dashes off into the rain, holding his plastic bag over his head to protect himself. you pull the hood of his coat up over your head, feeling a little guilty for leaving him without a jacket; but he had offered, and you would see him again anyway. you’d have to figure out a way to repay him next time you saw him.

“now will you tell me where we’re going?”

the warm morning breeze brushes against your cheeks as you roll the windows down, resting your elbow out of the car. you lean your head back against the headrest and sigh, glancing over at jun in the driver’s seat. the wind blows his hair around in his face, a tousled flurry of brown against his tan skin.

you still have no idea where you’re headed for your anniversary trip, and it looks like jun has no intention of letting you know anytime soon. but that thought couldn’t be farther from your mind as you watch jun drive, buzzing in his seat with how excited he is to reveal his plans.

“nope,” he says, and you whine in response. “but you’ll see soon enough.” he grins at you and reaches across the seat to rest his hand on your leg, and you rest your hand on top of his, tilting your head against the seat to look out the window.

as he drives along the road, the city gets less and less dense until you’re out on a long back road, nothing but green fields and tall grass as far as the eye can see. eventually jun pulls off onto a dirt path and stops the car in a tiny parking lot. a small wooden sign announces the name of the park, along with a note that reminds visitors to pick up their trash.

he pulls the keys out of the ignition and turns to you, grinning. you smile back at him, waiting for him to say something. “is this your big surprise… ?”

he laughs, leaning over the center console to kiss your cheek before opening his door. “no. this is just lunch.”

he gets out of the car and pops open the trunk, pulling out a small cooler and a blanket before shutting it again. he holds out his hand to you, motioning for you to follow him, and when you take his hand he squeezes a little, turning back to smile at you before leading you over to a shady spot in the grass.

he spreads the picnic blanket out and you start to open the cooler to help him set up, but he swats your hand away playfully. “let me do it,” he pouts, and you can’t ever say no to him, especially when he’s gone through such lengths to plan all this, so you let him continue on with what he’s doing.

he pulls out a bottle of sparkling apple juice and two plastic champagne flutes, handing one to you so he can pour yours out first, before pouring his own and setting the bottle down.

“we’ll have the real stuff once we get to the hotel,” he says with a grin, holding up his glass to clink with yours.

“oh, so we’re staying at a hotel?” you say, raising your eyebrows at him as you take a sip.

he scowls. “you’re not getting any info out of me until we get there, so don’t even try!”

you laugh, laying down on your side on the blanket, and he pulls out paper-wrapped sandwiches from the cooler. he looks at them both and then hands you yours, with your name printed in careful but messy lettering and little hearts drawn around it in sharpie.

it’s so cute you almost don’t want to ruin it by opening it, and you look at it fondly for such a long time that by the time you finally start to unwrap it, jun is already halfway done with his. you call his name, holding back a laugh when he looks up from his sandwich with mustard smeared on one corner of his mouth and up his cheek. “what?” he asks, mouth full.

“nothing,” you giggle, reaching over to wipe the mustard off his face with your thumb before wiping your hand with a napkin. “i just love you.”

“number 36, two ham and swiss for jun?”

the barista calls out the order, and jun jumps out of his seat to go grab the food. despite being the middle of the day, there isn’t much of a lunch crowd in the cafe this afternoon.

after seeing jun again at your friend seungcheol’s get-together, you’d really hit it off, and you’d casually offered to get lunch with him sometime. and as luck would have it, your schedules lined up so that you both had a free afternoon the very next day. jun had recommended the cafe down the street owned by his friend seokmin, raving on and on about his chocolate chip muffins, and you’d been convinced.

he comes back to the table a second later holding a little wood tray with two sandwiches, carefully handing you yours before sitting down again.

not only does the sandwich end up being great, but the company you’re with ends up being the best part of the lunch. getting to know jun is more fun than you’ve ever had, and when you look down to check your watch and realize that you’ll be late to work if you stay any longer, you’re honestly disappointed it has to end here.

“do you wanna go out again sometime?” jun asks nervously as you both stand up. “maybe… dinner or something, next time?”

“yeah.” pushing your chair in, you give him a bright smile. “i would really like that. dinner sounds great.”

he grins, and you can almost see his cheeks flush a little as he follows you out of the cafe. walking back to your car parked next to his on the sidewalk, he tells you all about the new recipes he’s been wanting to try and how he can’t wait to show you his favorites, already eager to cook you dinner.

being around him feels like you’ve known each other for years, and in that moment you realize this lunch is only a first date with jun. he’s already making plans for a second, and it feels like the most natural thing in the world.

he helps you into your car and gives you a wave before walking away to get into his own. and long after his car has pulled away and you’re still sitting in the parking lot, you can’t help but smile, thinking about how wonderful today has been and how much you’re looking forward to seeing him again.

“we’re here, baby, are you awake?”

jun’s soft voice pulls you out of your nap and you blink slowly, sitting up and massaging the kink in your neck from sleeping against the window. you had wanted to stay awake to see where jun was taking you, but with the excitement from packing you hadn’t gotten much sleep last night, and the feeling of warm sunshine on your face and the rolling of the car had put you right to sleep.

rubbing your eyes, you stare out the window to see what he’s talking about, but it only takes you a few seconds to immediately recognize where you are. “jun!” you gasp, looking over at him, and he beams back at you with the brightest smile you’ve ever seen.

“surprise,” he giggles, watching your giddy reaction as he drives along the familiar coastal highway. it’s the same little town you spent your honeymoon with him years ago, that you’ve always said you’d wanted to visit again but between both of your busy lives you haven’t had the chance to.

you roll down the window, sticking your head out of the car and inhaling the fresh, salty sea air.

jun pulls into the hotel parking lot: a little inn that, by the looks of it, hasn’t changed much since the last time you were here. you hop out and come around to meet jun at the other side of the car and he gives you a kiss on the cheek as he stands up, shutting the car door and taking your hand to lead you to the front office to check in.

when you pull open the door, the front desk is decorated just like how you remember it. paintings of ocean scenes hang on the walls, and driftwood and seashells sit atop every antique wooden table. you walk across the room to pick up a magazine off one of the tables, flipping through it to see advertisements for local restaurants, wine tastings, and local art shows.

you’re so invested reading an article about the owner of the inn, that you don’t notice how jun lowers his voice talking to the man at the front desk, whispering and nodding quickly before he hands the room keys to your husband. he grins and shakes the man’s hand before calling your name, and you turn around and grab his hand again, ready to go see your room.

jun hands you the keys and lets you lead the way, tugging him after you. muscle memory comes back to you as your feet carry you up the stairs to the same room you’d stayed in so long ago. he follows after you, unable to hide the smile on his face as he sees your excitement. it’s not often you get to go on vacation together, and he’s determined to make sure this anniversary is one you won’t forget.

outside the room you unlock the door, but when you see what’s inside you nearly drop everything you’re holding. the entire room is covered in flowers, with pink rhododendrons and pretty white blooms in vases on every table and rose petals scattered across the bed. by the mini refrigerator there’s a bottle of champagne resting in a bucket of ice, a little note attached with a bow around the neck of the bottle.

you turn around and jun is right behind you, beaming like a little kid that’s just been told they can have dessert before dinner as he watches your reaction. it had cost him a lot to get the owner to do all this extra stuff, but when jun had talked to him on the phone he was more than happy to help him plan it all out for such a special occasion.

you throw your arms around him and he giggles, walking you backwards into the room. the luggage in the open car trunk is long forgotten as his lips press against yours, his arms wrapped tightly around you.

“are you ready?”

jun asks from the driver’s seat as you sit beside him in the car. your dress bunches up around you as you turn to look at him, pushing the fabric out of the way so you can lean across the cupholders to kiss him, the first of many kisses today and over the years that will come.

he smiles against your lips before pulling away to start the car, and you look out your passenger side window one more time. all of your friends and family stand outside the car, waving and cheering and holding bouquets of bright pink rhododendrons.

jun twists around to look behind him at the rear window, where the words “just married” are written in chalk marker, as he reverses out of the parking lot.

once everyone is out of sight, you begin to relax into your seat, kicking off the shoes that have been hurting your feet all night. you’re leaving before any of your guests are, having stayed at the reception just long enough to cut the cake and have your first dance, so it’s still early enough in the evening to have some time to yourselves

“where are we going?” you ask, reclining the seat a little with a sigh as you gaze out the window. the stars are beginning to come out, little twinkling lights in the sky, and you smile as you think about today, finally a moment to relax and reflect on everything.

your new husband grins and shakes his head, sliding one hand across the seat to intertwine his fingers with yours. “nope. it’s a surprise.”

> taglist | @foxdaisy @tinkerbell460 @seokmins @just-here-to-read-01 @blizzardfluffykpop @ny0sang @matilde111 @noniestars @noraehey @squiishymeow @pearlygraysky @baekhyunstruly @tenn87 @blowfishish @raevyng @aceofvernons @odetoyeonjun @dkakapizzaboy @enhacolor @highkey-fangirling @baldi-2 @onlymingyus @variety-is-the-joy-of-life @potatofrieswithketchup @wonuziex @stariightjoyy @strawberri-uyu @tigermoonbiss @diving1ntoyou @emmmm127 @hybe02z @sstarrysshit @g00dtimenotlongtim3 @yourfavoritefreakyhan @fr0g-filez @chocolatekdramakpopfreak @synthetickitsune @jvkeslvr @fairybinie @aestheticallea

> strikethrough means your blog cannot be tagged, please check your visibility settings and make sure they are turned off to ensure we can tag you properly!

> if you want to be notified when i post a new fic, you can join my taglist here!

#kflixnet #k-labels #🌃 : june.writes #jun fluff #junhui fluff #svt fluff #seventeen fluff #svt imagines #svt scenarios #jun imagines #jun scenarios #jun x reader #seventeen jun #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #g: seventeen #m: junhui #c: fluff

288 notes · View notes

nexility-sims · 3 months

Text

𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄'𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 / ❛ boy crazy ❜ part 1 (@armoricaroyalty)

❝ The Lover's Gala was the Armorican Queer Front's biggest annual event and 2044 was the 25th Anniversary. The organization's communications team had spent months putting out stories about the gala and the celebrities and members of the royals family expected to attend, trying without much success to turn the event into a major cultural major. Overnight, Princess Zofia (and her new boyfriend) blew them all out of the water. It was only his second time in Armorica, and the first time they'd appeared in public together since the funeral. It was only natural that they landed on the front page of every newspaper in the country, the gala (and the work done by the AQF) a vague footnote after paragraphs upon paragraphs breathlessly speculating about the intimate details of the lovebirds' long-distance relationship. "

♥ shoutout to gabe for pitching this very fun idea, as well as for the title card, the contextual prose, and, of course, my beloved daughter miss zofia augusta st. fleur !!!!!!! she's my favorite barbie doll & has been for a long time :^) i guess i love and adore my son as well, but nonetheless. this is special in part because it's the first time i've written them speaking outside of a parody piece that will never see the light of day. anyway, enjoy this super premature dialogue-inclusive, full-color sneak peak of Them™

PART 2

TRANSCRIPT:

{Light music, overlapping conversations}

[Z] It’s gotten so long since December!

[R] Anything for you.

[Z] Anything at all? Promise?

[R] On my life.

[Z] So ... Can we leave then?

[R] Well, that’s actually your call—

[Z] Okay, let’s leave right now!

[R] We’ve been here for only a short while, Fia.

[R] Even less if you count the “restroom break.”

[Z] That was worth it, and no one even noticed.

{Knocking}

[Z] Occupied!

[Z] Anyway, Hannah’s still here. Even Pidge. Et cetera. We can go.

[R] They walked out ten minutes ago—Hannah with Hugo, Margaret following Arthur. All through a servant’s door. Very conspicuous.

[Z] Did they? Huh. So they did.

{Rui laughs}

[Z] Look, if we leave now, it’ll be perfect. It’s barely nine o’clock. We can go back to the city, change clothes, go dancing—!

{Imaginary club music thudding} [Z&R V.O.] Party all night—bet you don’t believe me, but we actually do have good clubs [Rui snickers] or, like, one I like a lot—then I get a cheeseburger—[no pickles]—right! Oh, remember that poor cashier in Nakawe? You sure told him. [“Plain” means plain.] My hero! Anyway, then you carry me and my sore feet to bed. Ideal night.

[Z] You can keep this on, actually. Maybe ditch the jacket.

[R] Undo another button or two?

[Z] Of course. [Soft sigh] You get me.

[Z] The rose is also a must.

[R] It’s for you—a keepsake.

[Z] Aw. Our first appearance and our first Valentine’s Day ...

[R] A sign, probably. Meant to be.

[Z] Romance novel worthy. I’d read it.

[R] The boxes are checked: excitement, fate, many graphic—

[Z] No! Erotic. {Repeats in Armorican} Memorize that one.

{Murmuring}

[R] Do you think I should’ve worn a tie this evening?

[Z] What?

[R] If we were home, obviously not. But, Armorica is ... People here seem to care a lot about unnecessary things. So, was that a misstep?

[Z] {Laughs}

[Z] Pfft. Hugo didn’t even have his jacket on.

[R] {Scoff} I am not Hugo.

[R] I want to make a good impression—on your family, really. This visit is different. They’re all, for better or worse, paying attention to me.

[Z] Are you kidding? Mission accomplished. [Z] Trust me, they love you! Now, come on, let’s go already—!

#ahhhh happy v day everyone !!!!!#sorry to literally everyone else #but they are my favorites of favorites hands down #ch.zofia #ch.rui #part two Soon

52 notes · View notes

little-miss-dilf-lover · 11 months

Note

Please can I request fluffy Steven Grant hc’s please?🖤

hii, omg ofc!! so some of these are really random and kinda specific, they’re just hcs that I personally think make sense (but if you don’t agree, that’s fine too) I feel quite similar to steven so it felt like i was just writing myself😭 thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

hc’s/ imagines

masterlist + rules

taglist

- he hates the heat

- summer bugs, he HATES them. moths and daddy long legs are the worst. he hates how erratic and frantic they are, how they just fly towards him (there’s tonnes of those bastards around here atm, and it’s horrible)

- sometimes he squeals if they get too close, and he'd look at you and mumble "sorry," maybe a little bit embarrassed after

- but you think its actually quite endearing and cute, so you reassure and comfort him

- even if you're scared of the bugs too, you catch them and set them free outside, and pretend you're not afraid so steven doesn't feel bad

- but he loves the rain, any kind- early morning, late afternoon, night rain, he loves it all !!

- he always cracks a window open so he can listen to the rain. he's a homebody, so he loves being in the comfort of his flat while listening to the rain. I don't think he likes being wet from it, so he definitely prefers it from a distance

- I think he's a night person, but an indoor night person. loves hanging around with you doing random 'mundane' activities at 12 am- reading, puzzles, baking, watching crappy tv, writing, researching etc

- I feel like he's a wednesday or sunday person (idk why or what that means lol)

- loves aubergine (eggplant) his fav is when it's roasted

- loves soups and curries

- herbal teas too

- prefers pears over apples

- his favourite cereal is shredded wheat, with grapes and some kind of sweet syrup (maybe malt or honey) but if he's running late, he eats a stale granola bar from his bag or coat

- he doesn't like apricot yoghurts

- he's a chocolate ice cream kinda dude

- we all know he likes egypt, but I feel like he loves space and astrology too

- info dumps a lot, but it's so sweet that you can't help but be fascinated

- he loves fridge magnets

-he collects the 2-for-1 coupons from the cereal boxes but never does anything about them. so he just has a stack of them by his toaster

- you’ve been saving and saving so you can take him to egypt and go on a tour etc, hopefully, you both can go soon

- you surprise him for every anniversary, birthday, special event/ occasion with something special and thoughtful, something that's tailored to steven

- he wants to adopt a cat with you but doesn't want gus to feel left out

- likes to listen to classical music

- enjoys watching mamma mia

- AMAZING listener !!!! maybe doesn't always have the best advice but would listen to you for as long as you need

- he makes you laugh constantly. he doesn't even need to try, he's just naturally funny and silly, very cute and goofy

@thewinterv @bubblezuku @idontknowwhattohaveasmyuser @queerponcho

#steven grant #steven grant imagine #steven grant fluff #steven grant x gender neutral reader #steven grant x reader #steven grant drabble #steven grant headcanon #steven grant x y/n #steven grant x you #steven grant fanfiction

286 notes · View notes

mysecretlittlelibrary · 2 months

Text

Operation Keep Busy (Peter Anthology AU Pt. 3)

Pairing: Platonic! Peter Parker & Reader; Reader x Bucky (but that's not really plot relevant)

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: none really except some mentions of death, they visit the cemetery

Genre: super fluffy minor angst

Summary: You happen to be the only person who still remembers Peter Parker exists and you are not about to hang him out to dry. So what happens when you take Peter in and basically become his guardian? Well- nothing is simple where super-teens are involved, but you and Peter can certainly handle whatever comes your way. Right?

***

"Hey, kid, come here." Bucky stops Peter as he walks past the kitchen on the way out of your apartment.

"Hi Mr. Bucky. What's up? Did I do something? Are you going to yell at me?" Peter asks.

"Why would I yell at you?" Bucky frowns.

"Well you don't seem to like me very much so- I kinda just assumed that if you wanted to talk it couldn't be anything good." Peter shrugs.

"Oh. Just so we're clear, I don't- not like you or- Not the point. I need your help with something."

"You need my help?" Peter's eyes widen.

"Me and Y/n's anniversary is next week and I'll need your help distracting her for the afternoon while I set some things up." Bucky explains.

"You need me to distract her for a whole afternoon?! How am I supposed to do that?"

"Just a few hours. I think you can manage." Bucky shrugs.

"What if I can't?!"

"You're basically her surrogate child, you tell her you need her for quite literally anything and she'd drop whatever she's doing to help you. Just make something up that'll keep you busy for at least two hours."

"That's a long time Mr. Bucky." Peter frowns.

"You have a whole week. I'm sure you can come up with something." Bucky clasps Peter's shoulder as his form of encouragement.

"Like what?"

"Sorry kid that part's your job." Bucky shrugs. Peter lets out a huff through his nose.

"I'll do my best." He nods. He's not about to screw this up and make Mr. Bucky actually have a reason to not like him.

Bucky's lips gently caressing the back of your neck slowly pull you from your sleep this morning and you let out an appreciative hum at the feeling.

"Good morning baby." He says.

"Good morning indeed." You smile, turning in his arms to face him.

"Happy anniversary doll."

"Happy anniversary my love."

"I-" Bucky's interrupted by a timid knock on your bedroom door.

"Hey- y/n, can I come in?" Peter asks hesitantly.

"One moment Peter!" You call back.

"No tell him to go away." Bucky grumbles pulling you back against him when you move to get up.

"Don't be a child, if he's at the door first thing he obviously needs something. Plus what if he heard you? That's mean."

"There's no way he heard me." Bucky rolls his eyes.

"You don't know that." You pluck his forehead and roll out of bed. You quickly put on your robe and open the door to find Peter in the hall.

"Hi- good morning. Sorry if I woke you."

"You and I both know you know you didn't wake- nevermind. Good morning Peter. What's up?" You ask.

"Well... I was just wondering if maybe- canyougowithmetovisitauntMay?!" He rushes out so quickly you're not sure you heard it right.

"Huh? Say that again, slower this time please."

"I was wondering if you would go with me to visit Aunt May today. I haven't been in a few months and I feel really really bad about it but I don't have it in me to go by myself again, it's too hard but if I don't go today I won't be able to live with myself so I was really hoping you'd be able to come with me." Peter nervously twiddles his fingers as he speaks.

"I-" You glance briefly at Bucky still in your bed "Peter of course I'll go with you, sweetheart." You say.

"You will?"

"Absolutely. We can even hit up a florist first and pick out a special bouquet for her if you'd like."

"Thank you!" Peter almost tackles you in a hug and you wrap your arms around him, though taken aback. He's not the most touchy-feely kid.

"No problem honey. Go ahead and get dressed."

"Okay. I'll be quick!"

"No rush. I still have to make breakfast." You call after him as he darts down the hall.

"You're really going to spend our anniversary in a graveyard?!" Bucky scoffs.

"Not the whole of it. And instead of being dreadful about it, you could think about it as me spending our anniversary being there for the child I decided to take in when he needs me." You say. "Besides, it's a Tuesday, we can literally hit up any restaurant and go to dinner later we'll be fine."

"I had hoped to spend the day with you." He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you back into bed with him.

"Oh and did this day together involve getting out of bed at some point?" You quip.

"Only after a few hours if I could help it." He litters kisses along your throat as he speaks.

"Oh so no different than any other day. Good to know." You chuckle. "Look I'm sure we won't spend the whole day at the cemetery, we can just go to dinner somewhere later this evening. It's a Tuesday we should have no issue getting a table at literally any restaurant we'd like to go to." You say.

"I guess." He sighs.

"Don't pout." You kiss his protruding lip with a chuckle. "What do you want for breakfast?"

"Pancakes?"

"Alright. I'll leave some for you for whenever you get up." You tell him before going to your bathroom to get ready. You wash your face and brush your teeth and when you go back into your room to pick out clothes Bucky is still in bed. He quite enjoys an opportunity to lounge around when he gets the chance. You get dressed pretty quickly and head to the kitchen to make breakfast. Peter slides into the kitchen just as you finish making the pancakes and eggs.

"Ooo pancakes." He says.

"Help yourself." You tell him.

"Are you going to have some?"

"Yeah, I'm just getting some strawberries first." You say. You cut up the fruit and put it on a plate with two pancakes and a scoop of eggs.

"You made a lot."

"Some's for Bucky, whenever he gets out of bed. He's being a bit pouty right now." You shrug.

"Pouty? About what?" Peter asks.

"Oh just about me spending the afternoon with you. Don't worry about it, he'll be alright." You wave a hand dismissively.

"You're sure? I don't want him to hate me."

"Oh you have nothing to worry about there. The big scary thing is just an act he's such a softy. He'll deny it if you ask but it's true."

"If you say so." Peter frowns at his breakfast plate.

"You are so adorable." You chuckle. "Hon do not let that grumpy old man stress you out. You're a sweet kid, as long as he's not rude to you and vice versa don't panic about him 'liking you' he can't justify being a hater." You shrug.

"... Being a hater? Where did you learn that?"

"Peter I am not that old don't start." You point your fork at him. He puts his hands up in surrender and continues eating without another word. The two of you finish breakfast and are out of the apartment in the next half hour.

"Okay there's a florist a couple of blocks away if you want to hit that one, or we can find one closer to the cemetery if you'd like." You suggest as the two of you walk towards the subway.

"I think we should- find one near the cemetery." He says.

"That's fine. Let's just get on the train then." You say. Your ride isn't long maybe 15 minutes but tracking down a florist near the graveyard proves to be a much more difficult task. Or rather, Peter makes it a difficult task, for some reason he swears to know one 'not far' but after a ten minute walk you insist on checking your phone only to find he's had you walking in the exact opposite direction.

"You're not usually so bad with directions Peter, I have to say I'm surprised we ended up so off."

"Sorry I just- I think I'm distracted because of the whole- visiting May thing." He frowns.

"Oh honey- don't worry about it. Lucky for us it's the 21st century and everyone has a digital map in their pockets at all times." You say rubbing his shoulder. Eventually, you make it to the flower shop. Peter takes his time picking out flowers for his aunt, you help where you can but he seems to have a specific vision and you're happy to let him create to his satisfaction. It does take a while, you're in that flower shop for almost thirty minutes. When he's finished, you pay the florist and thank her as you leave.

"You ready kid?" You ask him before you reach the actual cemetery.

"Yeah- I've got this." He nods.

"Let's do this Pete." You turn the corner and follow Peter into the cemetery. It takes him no time at all to find his aunt's stone, there are some wilted flowers on it but otherwise, the area is pristine.

"Happy must've- he still comes here a lot." Petter mutters.

"Is that what stops you from coming?" You ask.

"No- not entirely. It doesn't make it easier. It just- reminds me how much of my life I don't- everything's changed."

"Yeah- nothing in the world could prepare you for the things you've endured. I can't imagine having some of those experiences at your age." You sigh.

"Thank you." Peter says after a moment of quiet.

"I mean it's pretty objectively crazy, you don't have to thank me for acknowledging it-"

"No. I mean thank you for being here. I think I'd be much worse off if you hadn't found me."

"Peter you are- scrappy. You're incredibly resilient I truly believe you'd be able to make it out of anything the world throws at you. But I'm more than happy to be around to help." You tell him. "Do you- want me to give you a moment?" You ask.

"No- you can stay. Please."

"Alright, but I'll step back a bit so I'm not eavesdropping." You say taking two steps back. You'll still be able to hear him if you listen but you'll do your best not to because you're just here for support. He talks for some time. You make a point not to listen so you don't know what all about but you stand nearby for support while he does. When he's done, he sets the flowers down and turns to you.

"Do you want to say anything?" He asks.

"Hey May, hope the afterlife is treating you well. I've got the kid so, you can rest easy. I miss you, but I expect you to have peace, take care." You keep it brief. Death is sad, but you believe you've always made the most of your time with people and you find peace in knowing your relationship was fulfilling while she was here, even if there are things you'll never get to do with her. You clear your throat and adjust Happy's wilted flowers so they're not askew before you and Peter leave.

"Thank you." Peter mutters beyond the gates.

"For coming along?"

"I mean yeah who wants to waste their day at a graveyard?"

"Peter I will never feel my time wasted if it's spent doing something important to you. You could have me here for 40 days and 40 nights and I still wouldn't see it as a waste if it meant something to you." You say. Peter stops walking and suddenly wraps his arms around you.

"You're so awesome." He says.

"Thanks kid, so are you." You chuckle as you hug him back. "Anything else you wanna do before we head back?" You ask him when he pulls away and begins walking again.

"Actually- would you be willing to check out NYU's campus with me today?"

"You know we don't have to check out NYU. If there's- another school you'd like to visit like... say- I dunno MIT maybe- there's nothing stopping us from popping in for a quick visit." You suggest. Peter shakes his head.

"No. Ned and MJ they're doing great I'm sure- I can't- I don't want to mess that up for them by going there and risking a repeat of anything that got me into the mess I ended up in."

"Peter- they're going to find their ways back into your life you know. Avoiding them will not protect them." You frown.

"I dunno I think I got really lucky the first time around- that kind of fluke doesn't happen twice."

"I gotta disagree with you there man, there are hundreds of versions of you and hundreds of versions of them and I'm no Dr. Strange but I have a hunch that in most of those variations of the universe they find you. Some bonds are stronger than spells, they can transcend time and space. I've seen very few bonds like yours with Ned and MJ- I know this isn't the end of the road." You shake your head.

"I still don't want to go to MIT." He shakes his head.

"Fine we won't go today but we have to go before you make a decision on where to go to college."

"I still don't think it's a good idea for me to leave New York."

"The city will survive without you for a few months at a time. We've got enough heroes around you know."

"Yeah but don't you think people would notice if Spiderman were only around from May to August and then again in December? What if someone figured out I was a college kid?"

"I mean unless you start superheroing in Massachusetts no one would know where to find you." You shrug. "Plus I can always bring you back if something reaaaally needs your attention."

"Do you want me out of your place that bad?" He jokes.

"Never! Peter you'll still live there." You throw your arm around him. "You could stay with me til you're 30 and I wouldn't be upset."

"I would." He scoffs.

"I know. That's why I wouldn't be. I know you'll move out before then. I do expect you back for holidays though." You warn him.

"Absolutely. Your cooking is too good to not come back as often as you'll let me." He says. You roll your eyes though you can't help but smile.

"Of course, it's food that keeps you around." You scoff.

"Well it's not Mr. Bucky that's for sure." He shrugs.

"Alright!" You point a warning finger at him even as you laugh. "Let's just do this unguided campus tour."

The two of you make your way to NYU after a while and you pretty much just follow Peter across the campus through each building. You look up at the quickly darkening sky and check your phone as the two of you leave the campus.

"I cannot believe you made us go through every single building on that huge ass campus." You say.

"If I'm gonna go here I need to know where everything is!"

"Peter if you go here I can promise you some of those buildings you'll probably never step foot in." You say.

"You don't know that!" He says.

"What do you plan on studying again?"

"I- I'm not sure, computer science or engineering probably?"

"So a science cool, do you plan on picking up an instrument? Cuz you don't play one now."

"I don't think so."

"That means you will probably never need to go to the orchestral practice rooms. Unless you plan on befriending a bunch of music majors in which case my questions are why and how does that happen?"

"I could meet a really cool music tech major in one of my gen ed classes! Or someone in my major could have a violin performance minor! Or I join a club of some sort-"

"You probably still wouldn't go to those orchestra rooms you made us find." You laugh.

"Better safe than sorry." He shrugs and you shake your head because what else can you do here. The two of you head back to the apartment discussing the things Peter did and didn't like about the school. When you get back the lights are off in the apartment but you don't get a chance to fix that before a cloth is placed over your eyes.

"What are you up to Bucky?" You ask, immediately feeling his presence behind you.

"Got a surprise for you doll, but you have to trust me for a minute."

"I trust you for eternity." You say.

"Should I leave-?" Peter asks.

"Nah don't worry about it kid. I'm taking her away. Thanks for your help."

"His help? Peter what did you do?" You frown.

"Don't answer, Parker. You ask too many questions doll. It's time for your surprise." Bucky says leading you, you assume out of the apartment.

"Do not let me bump into anything James or I swear-"

"When have I ever allowed harm to come to you?"

"Fair point but you've also never blindfolded me outside of the bedroom." You muse. Bucky lightly taps your ass

"You'll be fine." He chuckles. You hear the ding of the elevator and Bucky presumably guides you inside. You ride for a while and step out again. You're still inside, you can tell you're walking on carpet, and every so often you'll hear a voice as you pass what you guess are other apartments. So you're not in the lobby. Bucky opens a door and as you step forward you know the flooring has changed.

"We're going up some stairs, we'll take it slow." He warns you. Bucky guides you up the stairs slowly, one hand holding one of yours and the other against your back. Eventually, you hear another door open and feel the coolness of night against your skin when you step through it. You walk a little further before Bucky gently unties and removes the blindfold. You blink a few times to reacclimate your eyes and gasp as you take in the sight before you.

Candles, and rose petals surround a picnic on a blanket in front of a projector screen. It's like something straight out of a movie and for a moment you're not even sure what to say.

"I hope the silence isn't a bad sign." He says.

"Oh Bucky." You spin around and throw your arms over his shoulders. "It's beautiful. I can't believe you did all of this!" You kiss him, sweet and slow, hoping your appreciation is felt through it.

"I'm glad you like it, spent all day up here setting up."

"It's the sweetest thing anyone's ever done for me. Thank you." You say.

"Come, let's eat. I tracked down some of the movies you've been wanting to watch. I figured we'd just work our way through a few of them until we're tired or it gets too cold to be on the roof. Whichever happens first." Bucky takes your hand and guides you over to his rooftop picnic, helping you onto the blanket before he joins you on the other side. You watch as he opens and starts setting out various food items. It's a full set of courses with an appetizer, entree, and an array of desserts.

"Oh my gosh, this all looks so wonderful." You gush.

"Yeah- pretty proud of this if I do say so myself."

"Wait- so how did Peter have anything to do with it?"

"You just have to know everything huh." He chuckles kissing your temple.

"Well, when you've rarely said more than 5 words at a time to him on any given day. I have to admit it piques my curiosity that you had him help you with something." You shrug.

"Well I couldn't very well work on this with you around could I?"

"You told Peter to take me to the cemetery?!" You blink at him.

"I told Peter to get you out of the apartment for the day. The cemetery was all him." He shrugs.

"Unbelievable." You shake your head and chuckle.

"I'll admit I was surprised when that was his angle this morning, but it did the job so-" Bucky brings a bite of pasta up to your mouth as he speaks. You take the offered food and the taste of it on your tongue completely steals your focus. You and Bucky talk and eat and cuddle while watching movies well into the night, basking in each other's uninterrupted company as the hours tick by and you honestly can't think of a better way to have spent your anniversary.

***

Tagged Users: @mrsbuckybarnes1917 @buchi91

#marvel #marvel fanfiction #Spiderman #Peter Parker #peter parker fanfiction #spiderman fanfiction #Peter Parker & platonic reader #found family fanfiction #bucky barnes x reader

40 notes · View notes

joedirtymadre · 2 months

Text

Anniversary

This one is ok, I think it’s pretty cute. (SENKU X READER) Other than that still taking requests!

“Hey (Y/N)! How’s it going?” Yuzuriha called out. “Hi Yuzuriha, and nothing much, just tending the garden. I planted some ginger and green onions a while back. Senku really likes them in his ramen so I was hoping to surprise him for our anniversary,” I explained. “Oooh well they look nice! And wow has it really been a year already? That’s so exciting! I’ll make you a cute dress for the special day!” Yuzuriha said, with determination. “You don’t have to! Plus it’s tomorrow! I’d feel bad for putting an extra project on top of everything else you have to do,” I explained. “No, trust me I got this!” Yuzuriha yelled as she ran away, probably heading to begin creating it. I smiled at her enthusiasm and continued tending the crops.

“Hey (Y/N),” I heard Senku call out. “What’s up?” I asked as I quickly stood up and sped walk over. Don’t want him finding out what I’ve been growing in my spare time. “I’m setting up a team to go investigate the caves past the forests,” he explained. “Ok, so who are you planning on taking?” I asked. “Well I need a small team, so probably Chrome, Kohaku, Magma, the big oaf, and Ukyo. Just wanted to give you a head’s up cause it’s a long journey, so we’ll probably be there the rest of the week,” he explained nonchalantly. “Oh… well when were you planning on heading out?” I asked nervously. “Tomorrow, duh,” he said. “Oh… umm… alright then. I guess the caves might have valuable supplies,” I mumbled. “Yeah, that’s why we’re heading out at the crack of dawn,” he smiled. “Yeah ok… but Senku, have you forgotten anything? Anything… special?” I asked, hoping he didn’t. “No? Why do you ask? Why are you acting all weird all of a sudden?” He frowned. “No reason! Just… no reason. Hope you have a safe trip, I’ll be waiting for your return,” I said softly and began walking towards my hut.

Senku’s POV

That was strange… (Y/N)’s never acted like that before. Am I forgetting something? Her birthday? No… or maybe… “Hey Senku! Where did (Y/N) go?” Yuzuriha called out and she and Suika came over with a basket of flowers. “Yeah! We wanted to know if she likes any of the flowers we picked out,” Suika smiled. “Flowers? For what?” I asked, confused. “For your versary!” Suika cheered. “Anniversary,” Yuzuriha corrected. I froze. Anniversary? She’s been keeping track? Oh god- “You forgot,” Yuzuriha said with a dark aura around her. “N-No what gave you that idea?” I scoffed, trying to keep the act up. “Yo Senku! We’re still heading out tomorrow right?” Chrome called out, with Gen and Kohaku behind him. “You idiot…” I mumbled, feeling Yuzuriha’s aura darken. “You know… for a genius you sure act like an idiot,” Yuzuriha said as she placed a tight grip on my shoulder.

“What’s going on? And why does Yuzuriha have a black aura around her?” Gen asked. “Our dear old Senku, forgot his anniversary date,” Yuzuriha explained. “Anniversary?” Chrome asked. “Yes, an anniversary can mean many things, like a wedding, or when a country was established. In this case it’s celebrating the day our beautiful (Y/N) and evil scientist started dating,” Gen explained. “Thanks for making me sound like an even bigger asshole,” I sighed. “I mean, you did forget a special date,” Kohaku said. “Is that why (Y/N) shut herself in her hut?” Nikki asked as she walked up. “Man, how are you gonna dig yourself out of this one, Senku?” Gen smirked. “And you told her about the plan of going to the mountains!” Chrome groaned. “You screwed up big time,” Kohaku frowned. “I know, I know. But luckily for me, I know how to make up for it,” I smirked, and quickly began telling everyone a plan.

The Next Day

Your POV

I woke up, and quickly began changing. I walked out and noticed it was late morning, “Senku and everyone else has probably left already,” I sighed. I walked over to my garden and began harvesting the vegetables that I planted. “Just because Senku’s not here, doesn’t mean I can’t have a delicious bowl of ramen,” I said softly. “Hey (Y/N)!” I turned once I heard Suika’s voice. “Oh, hi Suika. How are you?” I smiled. “I’m good, but can you help me with something?” She asked. “Sure!” I smiled. She quickly led me to the main building, I walked in and found Ruri weaving flowers together. “Oh wow, are you making floral crowns?” I asked, as I sat down next to her and Suika followed. “Yep! We’re celebrating today! So we want to make floral crowns for whoever would like one,” Ruri smiled. “Oh wow! Who are we celebrating today? Is it somebody’s birthday?” I asked, and began grabbing some flowers to behind weaving. “It’s a secret! But this is someone who everyone loves, that’s the hint,” Suika said. “Hmm… ok then! How many should we make?” I asked. “As many as you can, the whole village may want one,” Ruri explained. I nodded and the three of us began to work.

“Wow (Y/N), you quite…fast,” Ruri said in shock. “Yeah like Yuzuriha!” Suika added. “Haha, well I used to help her on her projects a lot. So I guess I learned how to keep up,” I smiled. “I see, well why don’t you wear this one? I think it suits you best,” Ruri said as she handed me a beautiful crown with only hydrangea flowers. “Oh wow, these are my favorite!” I smiled, as I placed the crown on. “Well I’ll see you guys later! Since we’re all done here,” I smiled and quickly got up, but was stopped by Suika. “H-Hold on (Y/N)! I think Gen told me that he wanted your help too!” Suika stumbled as she stopped me. “Really, well alright then. I’ll head over to him right now,” I smiled. “I’ll go with you!” Suika said as she rushed to follow me.

I walked towards Gen, but Suika rushed over quicker. I watched as Suika whispered something to him in a panic, before the two looked over towards me. “Uhh… do you not need my help Gen?” I asked, confused by the looks on their faces. “No! No, dear (Y/N). Just Suika reminding me of the project I needed help on,” he smiled. “Ok, so what’s the project?” I asked. “Just need some help with… umm… with working on my makeup?!” He said, or more like questioned? “Uhh, your makeup?” I stared blankly. “Yes! It’s just that a true mentalist needs to be able to lay-pay both roles successfully! And ever since we’ve been stuck in the Stone Age I’ve had trouble remembering how to use the products Senku has created for Kohaku,” Gen sighed. “Oh, well no problem…” I said slowly. “Perfect!” He smiled and guided me towards the building Ruri was in again. “Oh hi (Y/N), welcome back,” Ruri smiled. “Hi again…” I laughed awkwardly. “Alright (Y/N) here are the products, now make me feminine,” Gen smiled. “Ok,” I said, determined.

I kept trying to do Gen’s eyeliner with black ink, but he kept moving… “Gen… if you move one more time I swear I’m gonna knock you asleep. And then there’ll be no issue of you moving,” I smiled darkly. “Cary-say! A-Alright, I won’t move anymore,” he said nervously. “Perfect,” I grinned. 5 minutes later and we’re done. “Ta-da!” I said as I showed Ruri and Suika the product of 30 minutes. “Wow! Gen looks so pretty!” Suika said. “She’s right, the makeup really helped his feminine features show,” Ruri clapped in fascination. “Hmmm… I have an idea, why don’t I do your makeup (Y/N)? You know, as practice,” he explained. “Uhh.. I think I-“ I was quickly interrupted. “Oh please, dear (Y/N). I’d appreciate your upport-say,” he begged. I sighed and nodded, sometimes it’s tough being a people pleaser…

After an hour of Gen doing my makeup he was finally done. “Oh my gosh, (Y/N) you look so beautiful!” Suika exclaimed. “Wow! You look amazing!” Ruri smiled. “Haha, thanks. I haven’t really worn makeup, even before the blast,” I smiled softly. “Well, I think that’s all the help we need. You look extremely ired-tay, so go rest up early today!” Gen exclaimed as he pushed me towards the door. “O-Oh, ok,” I stuttered and was pushed out of the building, I sighed and walked towards my hut, I guess he’s right. It’s not like I had any other plans… I walked towards my small home and saw Ginro carrying a large bowl of paint? “Oh Ginro need some-!” I was cut off by Ginro tripping, leading to the paint coat my clothing. “Oh (Y/N)! I’m so sorry! It was so heavy! Please don’t tell anyone!” He said as he ran off. “Alright then…” I sighed and headed home to change my clothing.

I walked to my small home, and walked in to see something on my bed. “What’s this?” I asked myself, and walked closer to realize it was the dress! “Oh wow, Yuzuriha really outdid herself!” I said in astonishment. “Well I’d hate to wear it because I’m not celebrating my anniversary, but at the same time it’d be a shame to let all her hard work go to waste!” I smiled and quickly changed. It was an all white dress, with the resemblance of a white lily. I placed the dress on a look into the small mirror Senku made and took steps back to see myself in the small frame. “I look like a flower, and Gen really did an incredible job with the makeup,” I smiled. I spun around like a little girl, wearing a dress for the first time. I continued laughing and spinning until I heard a knock on my door. “I wonder who that is?” I asked myself as I walked over and slowly opened the door to Gen. “Oh wow, Yuzuriha really created an amazing dress,” Gen smiled softly. “Hi Gen, how can I help you?” I asked. “Well I was sent to retrieve you mi’lady,” Gen said, causing me to tilt my head in confusion. He held out his hand and I took it leading to him pulling me outside.

“Gen? Where are we going?” I asked him, as he led me deeper into the forest. “You’ll see soon enough,” he said. We continued walking and I saw a few lights leading to an open area. We walked closer and saw a flower field, with everyone eating, dancing, and playing together. “(Y/N)!” Suika said as she ran up. “You look like a flower!” She grinned. “Thank you,” I smiled. “Gen what is all of this, who did this?” I asked. “Why don't you find out for yourself? He’s waiting for you,” he said and directed me towards the middle of the flower field. I followed his direction and found, “Senku?!” I called out. “Senku, what are you doing here?” I said when I ran up to him. “What do you mean? It’s our anniversary, and I wanted to celebrate my flower,” he said, while wrinkling his face after saying flower. “Sorry, I know that was pretty cheesy, but I know how much you love your flowers. I hope you like the crown I made… Well, Yuzuriha gave up trying to teach me and took over,” he chuckled. “It’s beautiful, and the dress she made too! Oh Senku I’m so happy you’re here, but- Senku I didn’t make you your gift,” I said, worriedly. “It’s fine, just having you deal with me is enough,” he said. “Now come here, let’s dance. I know how much you like to,” Senku said. “Really?! Ok let’s go!” I smiled.

Finally the night came to an end. Everyone except Senku and I congratulated us and eventually took off. “Now that the riff-raff went to bed. Follow me,” he said. He took me to another clearing with a giant view of the stars. “Oh wow!” I said as I stared at the stars. “Senku, it's beautiful,” I smiled. “Yeah, glad you like it. I thought you would,” he smiled. Senku brought me out of my sky gazing and pulled me into a hug. “You know I love you, right (Y/N)?” He asked. “Yeah I know…” I said and pulled him into a kiss. We pulled away and stared into each other’s eyes. “Just promise me you won’t forget our anniversary next year,” I laughed. “Ha, so I guess I couldn’t play it off as a surprise huh?” He asked, while scratching the back of his head. “Nope!” I smiled. “Man… that damn mentalist gave it away I bet,” he chuckled. “Yep, but you did make it up at least. This was an amazing day,” I said and pulled him into another kiss. “You know… that does look like a wedding dress. I wonder how you’d look in a real one?” He asked. “Senku? The brilliant scientist suggesting marriage?” I teased. “Well a brilliant scientist needs a jack of all trades by his side,” He said and pulled me in for another kiss.

#senku x reader #dr stone #dr stone x reader #dr stone senku #anime fanfic #fanfic #fluff #x reader #anime

28 notes · View notes

no-see-um-incorrect · 4 months

Text

Time Flies

These lovable goobers have been together for Two Years!!!

Enjoy my mushy bullshit

No proofread

(it’s a little spicy towards the end)

“Oh shit”

The very definition of oh shit.

Darlin had been working for the last few hours. To make a nice dinner for tonight. As a surprise for Sam.

They went so far as to get Vincent to get him out of the house for a few hours.

Its been two years since Sam and darlin’ had cemented their love for each other and although anniversaries weren’t normal for shifters this was different, it was special. This was the first long-term healthy relationship either of them had ever been in. and it was worth celebrating.

But right now. Darlin was Fucking it up.

“NoNoNo! Please don’t burn..Let me just-SHIT! OW! Shit!” Yeah, safe to say, Sam was the better cook of the two…and maybe the safer one. the kitchen was a mess of spills, dirty dishes and inedible failures. And now a pretty bad burn on top of it. They grabbed a rag, threw it over their hand. and quickly turned off the burner. attempting to grab multiple burning frying pans off the stove at once. Dropping two of them in the process.

“GODFUCK-“ “Darlin?” Never did they think they’d be so upset to hear Sam’s voice

“SAM! Hey babe..I I thought you were helping Vincent” “I was, but it is our anniversary I didn’t wanna..be too..Long..Darlin what did you do to your hand?” “you remembered?…OH my hand! It’s nothing it’s no big deal I-” “Darlin did you burn yourself on something?..here let me see” the concern in his voice was almost overwhelming for them. they comply, but in attempts to hold their composure, they look away “how did this happen?” “I…um” Sam softly places his hand on their cheek directing their face to look at him

“Darlin..you can tell me what happened”

Those words tipped the bucket.

Tears streaming down their face near hyperventilating as they attempt to explain everything.

“IwantedtomakedinnerforyoubecauseIloveyouanoumeansomuchtome-” “Darlin! Look at me..let’s settle in” he guides them over to the couch. Once they’re sat. he wipes, the tears off their cheeks with his thumb. “alright Now take a deep breath and go slow” Darlin takes a sharp inhale and lets it out. And Sam takes their hand and his.

“today’s our anniversary…. and I wanted to make dinner for you..Hell! I even got Vincent to get you out of the house while I did it…. but I fucked it up and burnt everything even my hand…and now I’m sitting here crying because I feel like a fucking fool who can’t even cook a simple dinner for their mate…” they both sat there in silence for a moment. Sam was in shock

“and now the kitchen is a mess….and I practically wasted our entire anniversary….i’m sorry Sam” they stared down at their hands before feeling a soft warm hand on their face. Sam tilted their face up. and leaned in for a soft, slow kiss

Once they break away, Sam pulls them by their hips into his lap “you didn’t waste anything Darlin” they cocked their head in confusion “i’m lucky enough to have someone who treats me like you do I could give less of fuck about some dirty dishes and burnt food” “but Sam…you do this every day you keep the house tidy while I’m at work and you cook a warm meal for me when I come home and-” “AND I am more than happy to do it” “you work hard and you work long and then you come home to me.. and you walk through that door and you wrap your arms around me, and you give me a kiss…and I feel so much love from it…i’m happy to make food for you because I know it makes you happy and that’s all I want” “…but Sam you deserve a break” “And I get that break. It’s called takeout nights and cuddles with my big bad wolf…..also you’re selling yourself short. you do just as much cleaning and laundry, and chores that I do. don’t think I don’t notice” a small laugh escapes them.

Sam kisses their forehead, And wraps his arms around them tightly.

“i’m happy to make a warm place for my mate to come home to. because you’re that warm place for me Darlin” Sam presses their foreheads together and smiles. “…I love you so fucking much” they wrap their arms around him, and they sit there holding each other.

*Growling*

Sam chuckles at the noise. “Someone’s hungry”

“yeah I’m fucking starving!” “did you not eat the entire time I was gone?” “I was cooking the entire time you were gone!” “well…maybe it’s a good thing you burnt dinner then” “…why?” “because what if I told you that I got a fair amount of takeout from your favorite chicken place that you’ve been begging for?” “you didn’t..” “yeah, I did. It’s in the backseat of my truck. I put a blanket over top of it so it should still be war-” Darlin grabs his collar and pulls him into a heated kiss. Darlin breaks away and sprints towards the door quickly, fumbling to get their boots on. “Samuel Collins, you were getting the best head of your fucking life tonight!” they quickly say before sprinting out the door

————————————————————————-

After their dinner the two cleaned themselves up and laid in their favorite cuddle position on the couch.

“….I can’t believe it’s been two years” “i’m trying to figure out what’s harder to believe. The fact that it’s been two years of the fact it’s ONLY been two years…” “time sure does fly when you stare at a pretty face for so much of it~” “oh yeah, I know from experience~” Darlin moved closer and kissed his jaw. The feeling of their smile against his face brings his body of warmth that only they can give. Sam pulls them closer and kisses the top of their head.

“I love holding you. I wouldn’t trade it for the world Darlin” They snuggle their face into Sam’s chest grinning from ear to ear “i’m also not gonna ignore how you totally admitted that you like being a househusband earlier” “Now I didn’t say that that term isn’t even correct!” “well, I could’ve said housemate, but that sounds more like roommate then anything” “what I mean is. I’m not a husband. So unless one of your anniversary presents is putting a ring on my finger. you’re gonna have to find something new to call me” “well..maybe I’ll have to think about that then..” the two laughed about it before falling into a comfortable silence.

Sams eyes laid closed, entranced by the feeling of his fingertips, gliding up and down in between his partners shoulder blades. Then he felt shifting…on his lower half..on a specific area of his lower half. Then the feeling of kisses on his neck and collar bones. Sending chills up his spine.

“H-Mmhmm~ Darlin” “Hmm?” oh, they knew exactly what they were doing. “you shifting around like that. mmM-you might start something if you’re not careful” “oh really~” “unless that’s your goal. Ah~You got another anniversary present in mind darlin” “maybe~” “yeah that’s what I thought Mmm~ in the mood to re-create history” Darlins Body shivered in response

“being on top of me, spark some ideas in that pretty head of yours?” Darlin bucked their hips in response

Sam sits them up on his lap, pulling their face into a kiss. Feeling them growl into the kiss made his heart race, and his head buzz. They break away, and Sam leans back.

“Ready to ride your cowboy Darlin?”

————————————————————————

Happy anniversary to Sam and Darlin!

I tried some new things in this one sooo let me know what you think.

Also credits to

@tankwiththeangst

If they hadn’t posted about the anniversary coming up, I would not have remembered

That being said, this is my favorite redacted duo (Sam helps me sleep every night)

I hope this isn’t shit

Love y’all ❤️

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted sam #redacted darlin’#my glasses are still broken

32 notes · View notes