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pyramid-of-starrs · 9 months

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The icing on top

Pairing: Fuck boy Mingi x Black Fem Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 4.6K

Warnings: Smut, Mingi kinda sucks sorry :(, food play, insecurities, cursing, oral sex (Fem recieving), Fem reader but no fem names used, Vaginal sex, Condom sex, messy, some fluff

Summary: Situationships with Mingi can be a rollercoaster, you wanted to surprise him at his studio for his birthday but when you aren't the only girl there it creates an awkward situation. What is Mingi going to do to fix this?

Notes: Happy (belated) birthday Mingi!! (Not heavily proofread sorry X_X)

Minors DNI

Smut starts here:

11:58PM, cupcake in hand, you stood nervously in front of Mingis studio door. You wanted to surprise him for his birthday, but he texted you saying he had to finish a track he was working on. You understood, these are things you deal with when dating an idol. However, you had to see him, birthdays meant a lot to you. Mingi always described his birthday as

"Just another day on earth." It was way more to you then that, it was another day you got to spend celebrating Mingi, someone you really liked.

You and Mingi were not technically official, more so trapped in the "talking phase" because Mingis schedule is so hectic, you rarely get to see the man. When you would text Mingis phone during the day his manager would reply letting you know that he would get back to you soon. His manager, bless him, was sweet enough to only give you that courtesy, he was open and honest with you and let you know that the other girls Mingi "spoke with" doesn't get a reply until Mingi remembers they exist.

You recall his manager once texting you and saying, "I like you, you have a good heart and want what’s best for him I'll remember to knock him in the head when he forgets to reply to you."

Though the gesture was sweet Mingi still forgets to reply and sometimes you would not hear from him for hours, days even weeks, but again you understood. Your life gets busy too, you were in your final term of culinary school and sometimes worked late at a bakery you worked at.

While you’re zoned out you realize the time was now 12:02AM.

"Oh fuck-" You burst through the door.

"Happy birthday Mingi!"

Mingi looked over at you and so did another set of eyes, which is when you saw exactly what was going on.

Mingi texted you 4 hours ago cancelling on you saying he was going to be at the studio late but what he did not mention was that someone else would be there, and not just anyone. It was who you like to call "one of his other hoes". You're standing there silently with a big dumb smile on your face, a cupcake with a lit candle and another girl sitting on your man that’s not your man’s lap, what a fun sight indeed.

"Oh, sorry I-I didn't know you had someone here." you start stuttering and moving franticly, hurrying to blow out the candle.

"Y/N I didn't know you were coming I woulda-"

"No, no, no, no it's like totally fine, why would you know haha that’s what surprises are for right?" you said still smiling like the idiot you are.

The girl in Mingis lap- actually scratch that- the beautiful girl in his lap just looked you up and down.

"Who is this baby?" She looked over at Mingi and said.

Baby? Now you're getting irritated, you haven’t even started calling Mingi baby so why does this girl get to…

You don’t know rather to start swinging on everyone in that studio, drop to your knees and cry or just walk out in defeat. Time is moving so slow now and you wish you would have just stayed home in your short shorts and oversized t-shirt eating ice cream and watching family guy. Instead, you’re here with a full face of makeup, your curly hair all shiny because he loves how curly hair looks on you, a short black dress with your favorite oversized cardigan and high-top rick owns sneakers you saved up to buy to impress him. You shake yourself out of your thoughts and decided to be the bigger person here and just leave.

“Sorry, I’m Y/N, Mingis…Friend” You smile and reach your hand out to shake her hand.

“Oh! Hi, I’m one of the girls also fucking the guy you talk too.” She smiled while shaking your hand. That’s not really what she said, but that’s what your brain made you hear.

“Nice to meet you! Well, Mingi I was just dropping this off I’m-“ Your sentence was abruptly interrupted by another person walking into the door, Hongjoong, Mingis group member and leader.

“Yo, I don’t know how true it is, but I think Y/N is here.” He was distracted by his phone and not paying attention to see you standing right there, he had a pretty girl with him as well, she is also not paying attention and actually looks very irritated by this entire thing.

“It’s very true, I am here.” You turned to him and said with a sarcastic smile on your face. Hongjoong looking shocked like he just saw the grim reaper, he knew women and he could tell that was the face of a woman ready to cut someone’s head off and he was right. You couldn’t bring yourself to go off though. You wanted to leave with what little dignity you had left in you, so you put the cupcake down waved everyone goodbye and walked out silently.

When you reached your apartment Mingi didn’t even try to call or text you, your phone was dry minus the unread messages from other guys you’ve ghosted for Mingi. Deciding to not even think about it you went to get the makeup off your face and changed clothes. Once changed you decided to go back to your tradition of eating ice cream and watching tv on your comfortable couch. Due to your culinary background, you don’t have just plain ol’ vanilla or chocolate ice cream, you walked over to your fridge to grab the lavender and honey flavored ice cream you bought recently. Mingi often jokes about you always having “Some gourmet shit” in your house but one thing he always noticed was that you loved honey. You always had really high-quality honey around your apartment, or something honey flavored. Mingi even went as far as having your name in his phone as honey because of this that was just an assumption you made, you technically never knew why he saved it as honey.

Sitting on your couch watching tv, you pick up your phone to check the time.

“2:17AM” stared back at you, still no text or call from the birthday boy and you were over it, fuck him! You know technically you had no right to feel upset or jealous, you were there unannounced, you invited yourself there and most importantly, he is NOT your boyfriend. But you can’t help it, you can’t help but have the pit in your stomach, the rage in your chest and the insecurities in your mind. Luckily you are a sane person and you’re not made at the girl, no, she didn’t do anything, if anything she is a victim of male bullshit just like you. At the same time, you are jealous she was so beautiful and seemed so nice and you aren’t a slouch either, but she was Instagram baddie level. NO. NO. NO. Don’t be that girl, don’t compare yourself to the other woman just to make yourself feel worse. You don’t deserve that; you don’t deserve to deal with someone that makes you feel like this either.

2:39AM, you yawned, finally feeling sleepy, thank God you called off tomorrow because you planned an entire day to celebrate that asshole.

Suddenly there was a knock on your door, your stomach dropped, either that is a very nice serial killer or that’s-

You get up to look in the peephole, yup.

Mingi, he’s standing there looking tall and gorgeous as always. Fuck why do fuck boys always have to be fine as hell? You rolled your eyes and opened the door, not saying a word just gave him a “Can I help you?” kind of puzzling look.

“What’s up? You stopped by the studio and just left before I could talk to you.” He said and you arched your eyebrows, was he fucking serious?

“Yeah, Mingi you seemed pretty busy, so I left.” You walked away to sit on your couch, leaving the door open and him standing there, so he invited himself in and closed the door behind him.

“Is this about the girl that was there? Because I can explain that, HJ invited his girl to the studio and she brought her friend, her friend was a girl that I use to talk to and she just got comfortable, nothin’ serious.”

“In a studio room with a big ass comfortable couch and multiple chairs she decided to get comfortable in your lap? And that’s “nothin’ serious” to you? Please be fuckin’ forreal Mingi, I’m not stupid.” You rolled your eyes, shook your head, and went back to your ice cream and tv.”

He walked over to sit next to you, plopping down so close you were sitting thigh to thigh.

“Look, I’m going to be real with you, me and her use to fuck around but she’s boring so I ghosted her, I was focused on work and she came with her friend hugging and kissing me and telling me she missed me, I told her to chill but she still wanted to be by me and she invited herself to my lap. After you came, I felt weird, so she her and her friend left, I finished work and instead of going back to the apartment, I came here.”

When he finished explaining you genuinely couldn’t tell if he was lying or not, but it did make you feel kind of warm that he bothered even giving you an explanation, even though that’s the bare minimum. After you didn’t respond he kept talking.

“Look I’m sorry if that situation made you uncomfortable but at the same time, Y/N…we aren’t together…I know that’s not what you want to hear but that’s just what it is.”

Yeah, never mind on that warm feeling, all the groundwork he just put in is out the window.

“You don’t fucking think I know we aren’t together Mingi? You don’t think I know that I’m not allowed to be upset if you fuck with another girl?” you slammed your ice cream down on the coffee table and gave him a stern look.

“Alright calm down.” He reached him hand out to try to touch you, but you pushed it away.

“Don’t fucking tell me to calm the fuck down! I know we are both single and I know you can do what the hell you want but don’t sit here and not be real with me. You hadn’t texted me in hours and next thing I know you’re in the studio with some other bitch in your lap while I’m standing there looking like the dumbass of the year.” You were so upset that you got up and grabbed your ice cream and walked to the kitchen, not caring that your short shorts had rode up and started to show the bottom of your ass. Mingi was no longer listening he couldn’t help but to zone in on the sight. He needed to fix this, and he needed to fix it now because he needs you, bad.

There are somethings that were true about Mingis story, the girl that came was Hongjoongs girlfriends’ friend, but Hongjoong told Mingi his girlfriend was coming over and Mingi asked about the girl.

“Aren’t you and Y/N getting pretty serious though? You sure that’s a good idea?” Hongjoong asked with “Bro don’t risk it” written all over his face.

“Yea but, I forgot to text her back and it’s too late to ask her to come through so fuck it.”

“Okay, I can’t save you if something happens.”

When the girls arrived Hongjoong and Mingi went to their separate studios, Mingi absolutely participated in a little bit of making out and heavy petting but when you came with the exact cupcake he said he wanted for his birthday from the Italian bakery that always sells out he felt, dare he say it, bad. Mingi was a handsome guy over 6’0 feet so he naturally can get who he wants, and he was used to running through women within a 1–5-month course and telling them “I’m an idol I don’t have time to date.” When things got too serious. He told you the same thing, but it was something about you, he actually enjoyed having you around. He liked your quirks and style; you had a really pretty smile and a very genuine heart. He hasn’t dealt with a girl that actually can hold a conversation he enjoys in a while, until you two started talking. You were absolutely worth getting to know, but shit started to get serious with you and when he tried to pull back and give you the same excuse, he was shocked when you agreed and said, “yeah I’m focusing on school and work too right now.”

Now, yes Mingi did start to feel bad about you leaving, but yes, he also came into the girls throat before they left, and he went to go fix things with you.

Mingi got up to follow you into the kitchen. “Calm down Y/N and hear me out.” You put your ice cream away and stood in front of him, he towered over you, it was like a gazelle fighting back against a lion and his bullshit.

“I’m not hearing shit out Mingi, don’t come over here looking for me after you just had pussy fall into your lap, LITERALLY!” you tried to leave the kitchen, but Mingi pulled you back.

“I’ve been real chill while you stood here screaming and yelling and cursing at me but you’re not about to keep walking away while I’m talking to you.”

“And if I do?” you looked back at him and said.

He pulled you back and pushed you against the fridge.

“Stop fucking playing with me Y/N, I’m not like the lame ass guys you like to waste time with when I’m not responding.”

God dammit, now your mad AND your pussy was wet, whatever happens from here is completely out of your control.

“I said I was sorry so...”

“So?”

“So, give me a kiss and let me make it up to you.”

You stayed silent for a minute but of course you listened, you kissed Mingi with your lavender and honey flavored lips. The kiss was hot and steamy, Mingi immediately stuck his tongue in your mouth like he wanted to taste the ice cream you just ate. On your way from pulling back to get air Mingi bites your bottom lip sensually.

“Damn, you taste so sweet, you know why I always call you honey?” He said looking at you with low and lustful eyes.

The heat in your core rising, feeling the thump on your clit was intense.

“No, why?”

He started to kiss down your neck, the kisses having some suction to them.

“Because you always taste so sweet, your entire body is like I’m drinking a bottle of honey.” Continuing to kiss and suck your neck you felt his hand go up your thigh and grip your ass.

Whimpers spilling from your mouth, and you grip his t-shirt to keep yourself grounded.

“Actually, you taste sweet too.”

Mingi pulls back, removing his soft and supple lips from your neck.

“Oh, yea I tasted the icing on the cupcake you got me, how did you get it? That bakery is always closed, and I can never make it on time?”

“Oh, well I actually made that, my friend that I’m in school with use to work there and he gave me the recipe for the vanilla bean cupcakes that you like, so I remade it and added my own special touch to the icing.” You smiled being proud of your culinary skills.

“Wow, you really are something else Y/N.”

You can’t help but to smile “Well thank you, I’m glad you liked it.”

“Do you have more of the cupcakes?”

Oh, uh- no actually only one of them came out tasting the same but I have a piping bag of icing left.” You go into your refrigerator and take out a piping bag of the home-made icing. It was a simple vanilla buttercream that you added some honey and mango extract to brighten up the flavors.

“Want some?” You offered him, he nodded, and you squeezed some on too his finger. He sucked the icing off, and you watched the whole thing happen you stayed silent while watching because you were so turn on in that moment. You bit your lips as he pulled his finger from his mouth, he smiled at you.

“Have you tried it yet?”

“Um- I tried some as I was making it. Not the finished product.”

“A chef should eat their own cooking, here.” Took what was left on is two fingers and coached them into your mouth, your lips gladly inviting his digits in. You closed your eyes and sucked and licked all the icing off, your hot mouth melting the cold icing onto your tongue. The flavors covering your mouth with a mix of Mingis and your spit make your heat even hotter. Mingi moved his fingers back and forth into your mouth, you could feel his intense gaze as he watched you while biting his lip.

Mingi removed his fingers from your mouth, you were sucking so hard there was a significant pop upon exiting.

"See it's good, isn't it? You did such a good job Y/N" a cocky grin on his face like he was the one that made it.

"Th-thank you." You took the praise to heart and to cunt, you regret not wearing panties because your shorts are sticking to you due to the mess being made in them.

He takes the icing from you.

"I wonder what else this icing would be good on." Your heart drops a bit anticipating his next move. Mingi lifts your shirt, and you finish the job by fully removing it, you opted out of wearing a bra because you were in the comfort of your own home, and you'll be damned if you felt constricted.

"Mmm what will it taste like if I-" he took the bag and 1 line going down your boob, starting from the top all the way down to your nipple. "ate it right off your gorgeous tits?" Mingi grabbed both your shoulders before diving it and lapping up the icing. Your breathing spiked, this was the sexiest shit ever, a man appreciating your food AND eating it off of you, this has got to be all chefs dream right?

Pretty moans were all you could do as he licked the icing off of your chest making quite the mess actually, but how could you bring yourself to give a fuck about ants when a fine ass man is sucking icing off your titties. The answer is...you can't, you can't give a fuck, you can't even think straight, you feel your mind blanking as he wraps his juicy lips around your nipple and flick them with his tongue.

"Mingi please" You were standing there rubbing your thighs together trying to generate even the slightest bit of friction between your legs.

"Please what?" He started to lick your nipples slowly awaiting your response.

"Please- I need you there too."

"Where baby."

"I need you to lick my pussy too...please."

"It's my birthday so I guess I do want more sweets."

He placed the piping bag on the counter and backed you into the wall then got down on his knees. He took your shorts off then lifted one of your legs over his shoulders.

"Wait Mingi lets go to my room or the couch."

He ignored your request.

"You're this wet for me already baby?" He leaned in to kiss your needy sex repeatedly getting closer and closer to your eager clit. Once his puffy lips sucked the nub your head dropped back and hit the wall.

"Fuck." was your only response, Mingi gripped the underneath of your thigh to get a nice firm hold on you. His tongue starting to explore your pussy to get a nice taste of you, mixing the taste of the icing and your sweet juices together to create a heavenly mixture.

"I love tasting this pussy so much, you’re the only one baby, the only pussy I love to eat." He said between licks, you again can't tell if he is telling the truth but even a lie could sound sweet in a moment like this. Drunk and dazed from your cunt Mingi takes his unoccupied hand and moves his digits into your wet hole. Mingi never stopped lapping up your juices as he pushed his fingers in and out of you. You felt the need to buck your hips and grind onto his face, your hands taking refuge in his hair gripping the short light pink locks.

"Mingi I'm gonna cum oh my god."

"That’s right pretty girl cum all over my face." You continued to gyrate your hips on too him, he sped up the pace as he slammed his fingers in you, his mouth now sucking your sensitive nub like it was a sucker. You gripped his hair so tight his scalped lifted as you came all over his mouth and fingers while incoherently yelling his name.

Mingi stood up and put his finger by your mouth and it was almost instinctual for you to lick your cum off of them. When you were done you realized you were fully naked and sticky from having spit and icing all over you. You got a little shy and used your arms to cover yourself.

"Aww don't get shy pretty girl, we just started." he pulled you into his still clothed chest and gave you a kiss, he then swiftly bent you over your kitchen counter.

"Mingi~ Why here why not the bed or something." You felt shy, being fully naked bent over in front of him so he could see you on full display made you want to scream.

"I need to fuck you right now baby." he reached into his pocket to pull out a condom, not even his wallet, the condom was in his pocket because Mingi knew he could lie and sweet talk his way into some pussy. I mean, was he wrong here you are giving him some.

He pulled his pants down taking his underwear with them then rolled the condom down his long and thick dick. Mingi didn't just have hoes because of his cool demeanor, no, it was that dick. Mingi had the kinda dick that you were willing to fight 100 women for, the kind of dick that makes you wanna bring HIM flowers, the kinda dick that has you bent over ass naked in your kitchen at 3am with 0 complaints.

He pumped his member a few times to prepare himself, guiding his tip to your tight entrance, you had just came so you winced abit when you felt to pressure of him trying to enter you. He slowly began to push his dick into you and your mouth was left agape. This wasn't your first time fucking him but with a dick like that every time feels like the very first time. It was a tight fit and your pussy was clenching and pulsing on his rod. You felt the knot in your stomach return. Mingi gripped both sides of your hips, he leaned down with his lips inches away from your ear, he whimpered at your pussy gripping his dick. The whimpers and him finally bottoming out inside of you had you seeing stars as you came on his latex covered member.

"Ah Fuck, damn did you just cum again? Don't go having all the fun without me, it is my birthday."

He started moving his hips to pump his dick in and out of your sensitive pussy.

"Oh fuck~"

The over stimulation provided a very intense kind of pleasure, a pain that felt fucking amazing, you can't help but to want more and more of him.

Mingi remembered the icing bag that he sat down on the counter and grabbed it. Before you could ask what he was doing he squeezed some of the sweet cream on the top of your spine.

Leaning in, he started to lick the icing up driving his tongue up your spine, you wanted to actually scream, and you did, you yelled Mingis name like it wasn’t late as hell at night. Fuck your neighbors, right? The only thing you cared about is the big ass Man fucking you until the only words you could say was his name. He continued to lap up the sweet icing while his dick pounded into your abused sex. Your eyes rolled so far into the back of your head if it was possible, you could probably see your brain.

Once Mingi finished licking up what was left of the icing he grabbed a handful of your curly hair and brought your ear to his mouth.

“I’m fucking you so good aren’t I baby?”

“Yesss oh my fucking GOD yes.”

“Mm are you going to cum on my dick for me baby? Make my dick all creamy.”

“Yes, fuck yes.”

He started to pound directly into your spot, the tip of his dick hitting you deeply, you started to see stars your legs became weak.

“Cum right now baby.”

And that you did, you came with nothing but praises of how much you love his dick fell out of your mouth. Mingi groaned as he reached his climax as well pushing his dick all the way into you and holding it there as he shot hot white ropes into the condom. If the day ever comes that you trust Mingi enough to fuck him raw you might go crazy and fight everyone in your path.

You both were exhausted, it was almost 4am, Mingi backed up and removed his length from your swollen cunt. He pulled up his pants removed his shirt because it was now covered in the remaining icing that was on your back. You were stuck after your mind-blowing orgasm and getting fucked into next week. He turned you around, picked you up and sat you on the kitchen counter. You wrapped your arms around his neck and put your head on his shoulders. You were sticky, sweaty, covered in spit and tired as hell. Mingi put his arms around your naked body.

“I really am sorry if I put you in an awkward situation Y/N, you do mean a lot to me.”

“Thank you for saying that.”

“Well, I guess I should go huh?” He pulled back from you and looked you in the eyes, he said he had to go but his eyes said, “Let me stay”. Not because he was too tired to go back home but because he wanted to spend what little was left of that night/morning hold you in his arms. You made Mingi weak, you made not only his dick throb but his heart. You care for him, check on him, make him feel wanted, make him feel secure and make him feel special and he felt bad that he didn’t do the same for you.

“You know damn well you are not leaving after you just fucked me like that. Come on so we can get in a hot bath and go to sleep.”

You ran not hot bath with a cute bath bomb and some honey and oats bubble bath. You got in first and Mingi sat behind you holding on to your wet bad. You both too tired to even wash up you sat and enjoyed the warm water and the aromatic smells; you laid your head on his wet chest and he kissed your forehead.

“You know we go together real bad now, right?” you said with your eyes closed, Mingis heart dropped to his stomach at the thought of actually being in a committed relationship but then he thought about it, it was you and honestly you were worth it.

“Best birthday gift ever” he said in agreeance.

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i4bellingham · 1 year

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Hii! Can i request one where jude’s girlfriend is addicted to shopping like she literally CANNOT stop going into store after store, basically drags jude around 😭😭

THE SHOPPING QUEST : jude bellingham x reader

This is the fifth store you've went to, dragging poor Jude for the last two and a half hour from one shop to another.

The only good thing about this situation is that you've only bought a few things and that you seem to enjoying your time well.

And for Jude, your happiness matters the most even if it means spending his free time entering one store after the other, he'll gladly do it all over again.

“This will be the last store we'll go to, I promise.” You tell him with a sheepish smile as you drag him inside a clothing store.

Jude nods his head in response and although he doesn't necessarily believe that this will be the last store you're going to visit, he simply follows after you.

Inside, the chic boutique has an array of clothes that Jude himself normally opts to wear in a daily basis. He finds himself roaming his eyes around the four walls of the store, dropping your two shopping bags on the waiting lounge as you disappeared behind the multiple racks to start browsing.

Jude walks over to the jackets that were hang, fingers reaching out to touch the material of the clothing as he starts pondering on what to buy himself.

Your boyfriend doesn't spend much time with his own shopping, deciding to get an oversized black jacket before he's lining at the counter all by himself.

And yet you were still nowhere present even after he's already got his purchase all checked out, thanking the lady behind the cash register.

Knowing your indecisive nature, you're probably nitpicking every clothing item you set your eyes on. With that in mind, Jude leaves his paper bag besides your other things, nodding thanks at the nearby staff looking over your previous purchases from the other stores before he's on his way to find you.

“This color is quite cute but it doesn't really suit my skin tone...”

After a mindless search for five minutes, Jude finds you standing in between two aisle holding up two knitted cardigans on your hand, two of which are very different in colors and style.

“I like this soft lilac color but the knitted flowers are just throwing me off...” You mutter underneath your breath, not an ounce of wariness in your surroundings as you continue to compare the two items.

Jude thinks you're very adorable as you pout your lips, holding the hanger of the lilac cardigan against your chest then switching to the cream white one before letting out a groan of frustration.

“Don’t you already have a ton of knitted cardigans at home?”

You jump at the sound of your boyfriend's amused remark, turning your body to face him with the pout still on your lips.

“Help me?”

Jude chuckles before he's approaching you. “You sure you want another cardigan in your growing collection?”

“Never been so sure in my entire life.” With a soft sigh, Jude spends another twenty minutes of his time helping you pick out yet another knitted cardigan to add in your pile back at home.

ㅡ

“I know I already said this but I swear this is the last store then we'll go eat, yeah?”

Jude chuckles at your attempt to convince him and yourself that this is the last store; a jewelry shop this time after you told him an hour ago that the store where you bought a very soft cardigan was gonna be the last one.

Jude kisses the side of your head before he lets himself be dragged by you inside the store for the nth time.

Shining accessories greeted both of your eyes, all secured in rectangular glass boxes that shimmered against the artificial light of the shop.

You immediately walk towards the watch section for men, prompting a confused frown on Jude's face as he follows after you.

This definitely confuses him. Jude knows none of your male relatives have birthdays for this month so the bafflement was certainly welcomed. Yet he simply shuts his mouth as you remained focus on observing the many types of wrist watch in the display case.

Do you have a male friend with a nearing birthday? Or was it perhaps someone asked you to buy a watch for them because they couldn't go to the store themselves because of certain reasons? Questions piled inside Jude's head but he didn't voice any of his queries out, instead letting you focus on finding whatever watch you needed for this trip.

He watches you for a few minutes, before you're abruptly taking his wrist and holding it against the glass case with a knitted brow; a sign that means you're laser-focused on the task at hand. With this, Jude's frown deepens.

“What are you doing-?”

“Do you have any particular allergies to certain materials? Like on leather or silver?”

Jude shakes his head. “No. Why?”

You face him, gesturing at the display case behind you. “I want to buy you a watch before you go back to Germany. Thought you could use it because you tend to shove your phone deep inside your bag that you sometimes tend to overlook the timeㅡand also because I just think that you'd look absolutely fantastic with classic wrist watch.”

Jude's heart warms at your first reason, an amused snort threatening to leave him after hearing the second one. But there is a problem with your quote “classic wrist watch” though which is just basically an analog watch.

“I don’t want to break your heart love but I don’t know how to look at the time on analog watch.”

“...Oh.”

It's safe to say that you dragged him to a nearby apple store for an apple watch instead because of that.

ㅡ

21 shopping bags.

Four on your hands and 8 on Jude’s. The remaining 9 inside his car.

The store number was already lost after the both of you went inside Versace, adding two more bags to put the tally on twelve and visiting two more stores before giving into the angry rumble of your stomach.

After the brunch, the both of you visited five more stores, all of which the store names flew over Jude's head as you dragged him to sit on the lounge area of every store.

He already gave up on your promises that the current shop will be the last one, thinking that the entire afternoon will be spent inside the mallㅡthe 2nd mall of the today’s trip and knowing you, you'll most likely drag him to a gaming or athletic shop to make up for the tremendous amount of energy and time that you made Jude spend on this day alone. Even though you really didn't have to.

And that's exactly what happened. Dragging him to Nike after swearing on your life that this will be the last store of the day, like ever. There was still a lingering bit of skepticism from Jude but he lets you anyways, turns out, it was indeed your last visited store.

You had him pick whatever he wanted in the shop, despite his protests that he can purchase the things himself, you simply countered his objections by recalling the many many times that he refused to let you pay in dates and shopping trips when you visited him in Germany, watching with a triumph smirk as he recalled the memories of him spending thousands after thousands of money on you during your visitations.

To sum it all up, you both managed to collect 30 shopping bags in total that definitely weren't a hassle to carry back to your flat even with the elevator in the building.

#☆ i4bellingham writes.#☆ jude bellingham #jude bellingham #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham fanfiction #jude bellingham x fem!reader

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candywife333 · 6 months

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Only Here for the Food

Summary: I am having Jungkook's baby. That's right bitches, you heard me right. We had a one night stand and now I am going to make him pay in cash and chocolate doughnuts-- currency of the gods. No emotions, just mucho dinero. That's the motto for today. There's no way he can fall in love with a virtual freeloader right? Let's all pray that he doesn't for my sake and yours.

chubby reader x idol (loaded) jungkook

Disclaimer: This character of Jungkook is not a representation of the real life Jungkook. Keep in mind this is all fiction.

Mini- series

(haven't decided on how many parts. I guess however many it takes me to get my thoughts across)

Part -2 link

PART 1

"Um, excuse me, jungkook"? Jungkook scrunched his eyebrows into little squiggly lines at the hurried voice of his studio manager. "Yes, manager-nim, what exactly is the problem?"

"I don't know how exactly to put this Jungkook, but there is a heavily pregnant girl out in the waiting room with all the members. She is telling everyone that she is pregnant with your child, from a one night stand. She is sitting there eating cold ranch Doritos and demanding that we get her tiramisu and alfredo fettucini from the cafe below".

Jungkook's right eye brow twitched in anger and disbelief, who the hell was this impudent, audacious thot? He slept with many girls, and he never failed to use protection. There could simply be no way that she was pregnant with his child.

He ventured down to the waiting room to see who the hell this girl was. As he entered the room, he saw a panicking Namjoon pacing the room as he usually does when he is agitated. Namjoon caught sight of him and took him in front a heavily pregnant girl.

The girl looked like she was literally 15, dressed in a calf length baby pink flared cotton dress with a fuzzy white oversized cardigan, oversized pearl earrings, cream-white kitten heels , and a blindingly white ribbon tied to her hair in a ponytail. She looked like she had stumbled off the set of my little pony and the care bears.

She smiled as she stretched her body and protruding belly over the entire couch, making Jimin and Taehyung sit up to avoid her limbs sprawled out on the couch. The mysterious girl grinned lazily, "Hey Jungkook! Remember me from the hotel down the road two months ago? We met in the karoake bar. My name is Y/N, if that rings a bell at all". Jungkook stood there, eyebrows furrowed, quivering with indignation, "Who the hell do you thing you are? Barging into my waiting room? Who even let you inside the premises of HYBE"!

Y/N merely yawned at his furious voice, "ummm, I don't know. I think this man with really wide shoulders and thick lips. He talked about preserving lineage or something really fancy. He left me here when I said your name, as though he was electrocuted". She smirked, lips slanted upwards into a diabolical slant, eyes glinting with mischief, "I don't know why he would be surprised? Considering you had no qualms sexing me up that day when you had too much to drink. Mind you, I was also drunk that day and neither of us used protection". She shrugged her shoulders, "That is how we ended up in this predicament. You can check CCTV footage if you are still questioning it. The love motel would've stored it".

A sharp hiss resounded through the room. All the members heard the sordid tale and stared at Jungkook in disdain. Their youngest member was used to getting his way and it wasn't out of character for him to suddenly find a girl he liked and on whim sleep with her. Y/N blinked quietly and then quietly stated, "I don't need anything from you except child support. We can negotiate it together between the two of us, or between your lawyer and me. The only extra thing I demand is a box of chocolate donuts , freshly baked bread, a tiramisu cake, and a pound of strawberry cheesecake from my favorite bakery delivered to my doorstep every month. In case you are wondering, yes, to clarify, this is part of the child support".

All the members' jaws collectively dropped in shock at what she had just said. Jungkook gritted his teeth, agonized at the prospect of dealing with this girl for the rest of his mortal life. She interrupted, "Oh right, first let's do a paternity test like how they do it in the movies. Just to be sure. So you know, that it is your baby. Granted, you are the first person I actually had sex with". Jungkook squinted his eyes, jaw locked in anger ," Are you telling me, that you have never had sex before? That you don't go around waiting to trap random idols in this manner?"

Y/N shrugged nonchalantly, "Believe what you will, dude. I have had sex before, but I have only taken things up my mouth and been eaten up like a three course meal", she winked shamelessly, "if you catch my drift". She continued, as Jungkook and the rest of the members were paralyzed at her bold statements, " The time with you was the first time I took it up my kitty cat. You were going to shove your lochness monster up my snuffleupagus also, but I had to stop you". Not believing all that he was hearing, Namjoon fell onto the couch stiffly, unmoving, eyes fixed on Y/N as though he were in a coma.

Jungkook had his hand on his forehead. This entire ordeal was a nightmare. What the fuck had he done to bring this upon himself? As his head floated towards the wall for support, Y/N quipped, "if you are going to hurt yourself by banging you head against the wall, just make sure to write the child support into your will. I don't want to get in between you and death, but where my bag is concerned, I unfortunately have to intervene".

She proceeded to twirl her hands in her hair as a worker came in and handed her a plate of tiramisu. She sat upright and start devouring it. In between bites, as she stuffed herself to death she uttered, "Just so you know, I love the color pink and can occupy myself with yarn and a sewing kit for hours. Wanted to give you an FYI in case you needed to take me on a trip or something".

Jungkook eyes filled with tiny flames , he seethed , "Why would anyone take you anywhere you bitch? Isn't already too much, the fact that I will be paying child support to your ugly over distended ass? Women get pregnant, but you look like a mammoth, not a mother to be". Y/N merely blinked, staring at him resolutely as she continued to eat simultaneously, "Well, I mean you fucked and put a baby into me, so you must have liked my over distended ugly ass at some point throughout the night right? That is why I am telling you, you tried to put it my ass. I just couldn't take it no matter how much I tried. You know what they say, the attempt is what matters, not the result. At least I tried".

The rest of the members started choking, trying to suppress their laughter as she continued , eating with gusto enough to make Jin's mouth water as he entered the room to see what the noise was about. She chomped on the tiramisu as though it were here last meal, getting coffee and cream all over her lips, "I can get a participation award for trying to take it up my ass right? Anyways, I found out you were in Korea because I keep seeing shorts on youtube about when you leave and enter the country. They always say amusing stuff like, Jungkook left Korea and later on, now he has safely landed, as though they thought you were going to die or something. Like, millions of people fly everyday, but you don't see articles like, so and so from Daejeon got on the flight and now is safely back".

Yoongi was trying so hard not to laugh. This girl might be idiotic and a thot, but she was hella funny. Like he was wheezing as though he had asthma right now. Jungkook got in front of y/N , ready to yeet her off the couch. Y/N sat there and stared up at him blankly, "just so you know, if you manhandle me, I will sue you for assault. If you know what is good for you, you won't put your beautiful vascular manicured hands on me. Don't underestimate a girl with an appetite and an indomitable spirit".

She got up gracefully , " You called me a bitch. Well I think you are a conniving kerfuffle who does not know how to keep his business clean. Everybody knows not to do hanky panky without a rubber, and you clearly did not care that night". She handed him a slip of paper, " Here is my number and address, when you need to send desserts to my house and call me for a meeting with your lawyer for the paternity test. Toodles! Talk to you later! I have a doctor's appointment to attend".

#comedy #pregnant reader #pregnant reader x jungkook #chubby reader x jungkook #eventual smut #jungkook x curvy reader #jungkook x plus size reader #jungkook x y/n #jungkook smut #bts #bts x curvy reader #bts x pregnant #bts x pregnant reader #bts x chubby reader #body shaming

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goodeapple · 8 months

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be nice to your neighbors.

i have a million and two wip's in my Ysilla folder and somehow, i have to add one more.

i am an exhausting person. love y'all lots!

pairing : Aemond x Ysilla (Rhaenyra'sDaughter!OC)

warnings : Aemond is a simp & Ysilla is a plant nerd. Awkward flirting. Fluff. No smut :(

word count : 2,500+

It’s so fucking early. What self-respecting tattoo shop is open at 7AM on a Sunday? On God’s day? Aegon hasn’t stepped foot in a church since he was thirteen which explains the hours, but why the fuck is Aemond here and not him?

Aemond wasn’t exactly planning on going to church today, but maybe if he had the option, his ass would be in a pew next to his mother right now instead of perfecting a sketch for an appointment that isn’t even until next week. His Americano is lukewarm, steam long blown away by the small oscillating fan tucked up on a high shelf. A row of overstuffed books, on everything from Classic Americana design to Valyrian legends he wants to detail on paper, fill up the rest of the ledge. The next one down houses a line of knick knacks he could never force himself to part with- a tiny tacky snowglobe from Harrenhal, his grandfather’s Hand of the King pin from when he was in the courts, 8-tracks from his mum’s rebellious punk phase before she went to college, and at the end, a framed photo of him and his siblings the day they opened the shop. Three identical terrified grins are spread over their faces, nervous anticipation bleeding through the black-and-white snapshot. Little pieces of his life in his little corner of the world, where he gets to do what he loves.

And the most important little worm to him sleeps the day away in her glass vivarium by the door. Vhagar lounges under her UV bulb, baking on a large smooth stone after inhaling her breakfast. His little crocodile without the teeth. The soft garden green bearded dragon with her yellow belly has been his constant companion since he rescued her from a Oldtown pet shop when he was a pre-teen. He hid her under his bed for a full seven months before his mum found her one day when she was searching for missing socks. It was an impressive feat, one even she had to acknowledge after blowing her fucking top.

Aemond darkens the curve of the kraken tentacle he’s sketching, a piece for a client coming all the way from the Iron Isles. The little suction cups still need more depth and he hasn’t even begun to flesh out the texture of the skin yet when the bell hanging above the shop door tinkles, signifying an end to his blissful solitude.

“Hello? Helaena, you here?”

Aemond drops his pencil, shoving off from his desk, grumbling as he goes. There’s still a hint of sleep in his eye and he rubs it away as he walks up the hall to the lobby.

“We don’t take walk-in’s on the weekends and we don’t have any appointments scheduled ‘till 9. So, are you sight-seeing or are you just overly punctual?” He doesn’t mean to sound like a dick, it just comes second nature.

The back of the head that greets him as he blinks open his eye is a pretty one, thick brunette curls pinned up with gold butterfly clips. The girl abandons the magazine she’d been leafing through, turning at the sound of his voice. The wide-eyed look that’s spread over her face emphasizes plum-shaded irises, framed by palm leaf eyes. There’s a pair of beauty marks peppered on the dawn of her cheekbone. A rosy mocha mouth is pouted before it curves up into a charming bend of itself.

“I’m sorry, I'm not here to get any work done. I was just coming in to give something to Helaena.” The woman shimmies the large gift bag held tight in her fist as proof. “I’m a friend.”

Aemond shrugs off his disappointment. “Oh, my bad.” She’d be a gorgeous canvas. The golden brown of her skin would take color like a fucking champ. Black would be even better. Really make the contrast pop. The smooth peak of her shoulders from underneath the oversized cream cardigan she wears is a tantalizing taste of something he wants to indulge in. “She’s not here yet.”

Her expression collapses and Aemond regrets causing such a look to dim her face. “Oh damn, she told me she’d be in at this time.”

Aemond thinks maybe he should call his big sister, considering he hasn’t received her standard “i’ll be there in 10, I PROMISE 10 MINUTES AEMMY!!” text today, when the girl’s face blooms into one of recognition.

“You’re Aemond, right?”

“Uh, yeah- yes, yes I am.” He coughs, straightening up a bit, manners braided into every core memory he possesses. His mom is, in Aegon’s terms, a “tightass”, but damn him if he doesn’t know how to treat a woman.

“I always see you coming in and out of here, and well, you and Hel and Aegon all look alike, so I put two and two together and made four that you’re the missing piece of Three Headed Dragon.” She gestures to the air, implying she’s speaking about the name of the shop. The gold chains layered around her neck, some with pendants and some without, jingle with her movement. Aemond likes the softness of the sound. “And when she came in for a succulent recommendation a few months back, I asked about you and she told me your name, and… yeahhh. I just didn’t want you to think I was some weirdo who’s been waiting for the perfect moment to get you alone.”

“Oh no, I wouldn’t think that.” Aemond looks very serious, even knitting his brows in a thick, no-nonsense line, but he has to bite his lip to keep from snickering, which she notices.

She breathes out a laugh, dipping her head in surrender. She turns to the entrance, and Aemond is worried she might leave. He doesn’t mind her company, which is a miracle considering the hour.

“Hey-”

“Is this your’s?” She points to the hyperrealistic direwolf stencil he’d cranked out last year during an artist’s block that he couldn’t shake for the life of him. The piece is gruesome, wicked lines and keen edges that intimidate even him, and he drew the damn thing.

“Uh, yeah. Good guess.” The black frames adorning the gallery wall are a mixture of his and Aegon’s work, all in varying shades of grays and blacks. His brother’s signature new school style is easily distinguishable to Aemond, but he admits some of their earlier sketches are more uniform than not.

“You do beautiful work.”

Aemond’s eyebrows raise and he lets the compliment warm him.

“I appreciate that. Many wouldn’t call that beautiful, but I think it has a certain magnetism to it.” He looks the woman over, using the excuse of actually searching for ink so that he can appreciate her willowy arms and the peek of shapely legs through the dash in her skirt. “Do you have any?” Aemond gestures to the wall, before gesturing to her. She shakes her head no, freeing an errant curl that falls over her forehead. Aemond picks at his joggers to keep his fingers from doing something stupid.

“Oh no. I’m not the biggest fan of needles. Self-admittedly, I can also be a bit of a flake, so permanent artwork on my body kind of gives me hives.” She shivers and Aemond thinks her modesty is adorable.

“That’s a shame.”

Mystery woman snaps her fingers, spinning on her toes to pin him with a look, and Aemond basks in the scent of jasmine and sea salt that wafts his way.

“If I change my mind, I know who to go to.” She blinks suddenly, her pointed hand gliding behind her to rub at the back of neck in a bashful way. “That is, if you’d ever want to. Or, if you’re like, accepting clients.”

“For you? I think I could make an exception.” Aemond leans into the counter, settling to her level. The way the flush of her cheeks drips into the creamy sweep of her chest makes him hungry. She drops her hand, edging forward on timid toes.

“Well, aren’t you sweet.”

He doesn’t really know how to reply to that. He can feel the tips of his ears heat up, and when she tucks her lock of hair back in place, Aemond wishes he would’ve done it for her. He can see a thin line of dark walnut bracing the white of her eyes with how close he is, so close now he can smell the cinnamon on her breath from the condensating chai latte she holds in her other hand.

“Aemond!” The back door slams and his sister’s voice floats up the hall.

“Fuckin’ A, I’m sorry I’m late. I hit construction traffic and I had to get gas or I would’ve been pushing my Volksy here, and then I needed a coffee, believe me.” A white-blonde head of super short hair is unleashed when his sister yanks off her crocheted bucket hat, and she gasps as she catches sight of the shop’s first patron of the day.

“Good morning, muffin, I was trying to get here as fast as I could!” Helaena is a tornado of violets, lavenders, and magentas, purple her chosen color of the day as she spins into the room, tucking her backpack into the lockable cabinet by Aemond’s knees.

The girl’s smile is a thing of beauty and even if it’s for Helaena, Aemond will keep it for himself.

“Good morning, Hel. No worries, your brother’s been keeping me company.”

Helaena spares him a look, sending a delicately sharp elbow right into his ribs.

“Has he? It must be your lucky day- he usually scares off the customers that aren’t on the schedule.”

Aemond throws a sturdy blunt elbow into her shoulder and revels in the wince that she tries to hide.

“Mmmm, not scared off yet. But if you would’ve given us a few more minutes, who knows?” A wink is sent his way, showing she means it in all good fun. Aemond fires a smile back at her, curling his lip up in a smirk he knows carries some weight to it. She swallows- he can see the jump in her throat, before she damn near flings her reason for coming in onto the counter.

“Here! She came in yesterday towards closing time, a special delivery just for you.”

Hel snatches it with greedy hands, unknotting the twine laced through the handles so she can stick her whole face into the bag.

“Oh my word, it’s beautiful!” Helaena exclaims, wonderment turning her tone soft and breathy. Aemond can’t stunt his curiosity, knocking his sister’s head out of his way to peer into the gift bag.

“It looks moldy.”

Mystery woman looks mildly offended by his assessment, but it’s his sister that thwacks him in the chest.

“Shut up! You and Aegon practically drowned my cactus when I went on holiday last summer; what do you know about plants? It’s stunning and wonderful and all mine!” Helaena pulls out the plant with careful hands, gathering up the trailing vines like she’s lassoing a rope.

Hel oooo’s and ahhh’s , rubbing the silver spotted leaves between her fingers, smelling the somewhat heart-shaped sprouts for any lingering fragrance. Aemond’s surprised she doesn’t pop one in her mouth and give it a taste.

“A cactus?”

Aemond shrugs, happy to have the woman’s attention back on him, even if it is at his expense. “It looked thirsty.”

The giggle she gifts him makes his 5AM alarm worth it.

Helaena claps her hands together twice, calling attention to her like she’s a nursery school teacher. “Tell me about it- what’s its name and how do I keep it alive?”

“It’s a Scindapsus pictus, but satin Pothos or silver Philodendron is easier to remember. Even though it’s not technically a Pothos or a Philodendron, it’s in the Araceae family, which can be confusing, y’know? It’s naturally from the Hills of Andalos but it can also be found from Tyrosh all the way to Pinkmaiden.”

The siblings blink at her, both enjoying how she waxes on about something obviously interesting to her, even though it sounds like Dothraki to them. The brunette takes notice of the silence, tapering off her anecdotes while wearing a quiet, bemused grin.

“Anyways,” she twists the ring around her pinky in circles of nervous energy, “lots of light, water her like once a week, and she should thrive.”

“She’s perfect! Oh thank you for picking her out for me, darling. I’ll take such good care of her. ” Helaena has a way of hugging you with her words. It fills you with the warm and fuzzies, and the girl looks filled to the brim with them. She sighs though, shouldering the strap of her bag into place.

“I gotta get back to the shop- my early lunch break can’t go past 7:20, or Miss Olenna will be pissed if I’m not there to let her windowshop the roses.”

Helaena flutters around the counter, gushing promises of midday coffee dates and takeaway dinners before sweeping up the other girl in a rocking embrace.

The woman beams, happiness a good look on her, before pecking his sister’s cheek in parting. She pushes open the shop door, ducking out before catching it right before it closes. Her head ducks back in, and the same stubborn curl from before has come loose again, twisting around the corner of her eye.

“It was nice meeting you, Aemond.”

“Likewise…” Did he not catch her name once the entire time? Fuck him and his so-called manners.

Her smile is so bright, it burns itself behind his eyelids. “Ysilla.”

“Likewise, Ysilla.” Aemond rolls her name off of his tongue, discovering he quite likes the taste of her. A gorgeous name for a gorgeous girl.

She bids him a little wave of her hand before shutting the door softly. She looks both ways before darting across the roadway and into roots., an aptly named nursery that bursts at the brick with vegetation and flowers.

Aemond turns on his sister with alarming agility.

“Alright, share with the class. Who was that?”

“That’s Ysilla, Aem. Duh. She runs the plant shop across the street.”

He resists the urge to flick her in the forehead. His trainers are new and he doesn’t want her size seven foot print scuffing them up.

“I’ve never seen her before.”

“Well you would, if you ever bothered to come out of your room and meet our neighbors. She’s been in charge for about a year and a half now. Mr. Forel is an old flame of her grandma’s, or something like that, and she needed a job when he was thinking of retiring. So, perfect timing, I guess.” Hel fluffs the leaves, turning the plant pot this way and that, trying to decide which angle is most appealing. She carts it around the shop, holding it up to the spaces she’s thinking of occupying it with.

“What are you two, besties?” Aemond is so not jealous. Nah, never. Nope. No way, no how.

Helaena pauses, looking thoughtful before resuming her decorating.

“I’m kind of trying to be, but she goes to class after she’s done at the shop and if she’s not doing that, she has three brothers she helps take care of when her mum is working. So I stop off when I can and chat with her so we can catch up.”

Helaena cheers as she steps off the footstool she keeps around for high reaching access, admiring the vines cascading from the partition wall that divides the waiting room from her piercing studio.

“She’s pretty, isn’t she?” His sister is obviously speaking about the plant.

Aemond stares through the window across the street, the tan stucco building a bright bustle of life next to the high brow boutique to its left and Hot Pie’s bakery to its right. The numerous hanging pots from the ledge above the doorway would 100% split his skull if he wasn’t paying attention to where he was walking. Big glass windows are crowded by giant emerald fronds and stalks of leafy sprouts. The flower pots mirroring each side of the doorway are starting to wilt with the season, but the vibrant highlights of color splash a last breath of life against the stone.

If Aemond squints, he can catch a dark head of curls bouncing behind the register.

Maybe a plant wouldn’t be a bad addition to his shelves.

“Without a doubt.”

ps: i have another modern!au in the works of these two little fuckers, which is much longer, much angstier, and much more fun to read. should be out very very soon ;))

#hotd #aemond targaryen #ysilla targaryen #aemond targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen x oc #modern hotd #modern aemond targaryen #my writing

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coqxettee · 7 months

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Autumn styles I ♡

Fashion styles with an Autumnal twist that I absolutely love (because I can’t stick to one style) and love fashion too much to limit myself 🍂˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚☕️

Coquette Autumn fashion:

Oversized sweaters, blouses, long sleeve shirts, mini-skirts, jeans, cardigans, Doc.Martens, legwarmers, tights, uggs <3

Preppy Autumn fashion:

Kind of “Blair Waldorf” style. Tweed blazers, co-ord sets, matching colours, plaid skirts, bow blouses, Mary-Janes and turtleneck sweaters <3

Dark Academia fashion:

Tweed, Turtlenecks, Browns, Blacks, Beiges and Greys, sweater vests, V-neck blouses, corduroy skirts and trousers, round spectacles, Oxford satchels and Mary-Janes <3

Himekaji fashion:

A Japanese Gyaru sub-style that gives off an “off duty princess” look and feel to it. Liz Lisa items galore, floral prints, argyle, lots of bows, frilly skirts, beret’s and oversized sweaters with knee high boots. Neutral colours, beige’s, whites, creams. A true Autumn princess style.

Gloomy coquette:

The darker toned and more mysterious, adult version of “coquette” Blacks, dramatic reds, mixed in with white to contrast it. Pinafores, turtleneck dresses, mini-skirts, etc

♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧

#baby pink #coquette #coquette aesthetic #lana del rey #girly pink #girly #girly aesthetic #girly girl #girly kei #girly stuff

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mingisdoll · 18 days

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Hot guy summer continuation

Includes: amab!witch!reader, auralism kink, light choking and fingering, Wooyoung being a lil cock drunk, reader is a bit shy so Wooyoung takes it slow, softdom!Wooyoung, slight bondage and dirty talk, slight breath play and edging, unprotected sex (don't get it twisted. Wrap ya biscuit)

MDNI

@newworldnet

It had been about five months since you and Wooyoung started dating. Things were going great. After he settled down in Storybrooke quickly, he got a job as Regina's assistant. He was to take care of any paperwork that had some of the townsfolk's concerns and suggestions written down before filing them and sending them to Regina. Most of the time, the task wasn't too hard since Regina was at the office most of the time and all he had to do was fax the files to her. However, since Regina was on a mission with Emma and Hook, he had a bit more piled on than usual. What's worse?

He was horny as all hell.

He never crossed that line with his partner since y/n wasn't ready and he respected that. However, he couldn't fathom going through the day without thoughts of making love to his partner.

Especially when y/n was teasing the living fuck out of him.

They were living together and Wooyoung was getting ready for work when y/n sauntered in to greet him goodbye. As he finished fixing his tie, he turned to y/n to bid goodbye to him. The words got stuck in his throat when he saw what y/n was wearing.

Y/n was wearing an oversized indigo tank top, boxers, and a cream colored cardigan that was slipping off the shoulders a bit to reveal a bit of skin. He, of course, didn't think anything of it as he approached Wooyoung and adjusted the pin stripe blazer he was wearing.

"Have fun at work, Youngie." His shy voice said to him and planted a kiss on his lips.

This kiss was a teeny bit longer than the usual pecks. Was it a sign?

Wooyoung didn't know since he haphazardly bid goodbye to y/n and shamefully relieved himself when he signed in and scurried off to one of the bathrooms in the city hall since he didn't want Regina to see the boner her little brother caused him.

Time had passed and Wooyoung was ready to go home. He had to attend a meeting with Regina and the rest of the city council board members. He didn't remember shit since his mind was on one thing.

Y/n

Specifically, the photo he sent Wooyoung.

He was only dressed in one of Wooyoung's dress shirts and the collar was angled to show off his unmarked collarbone.

Yeah Wooyoung was down bad.

Grumpy asked him if he was ok and all Wooyoung could do was nod.

After the meeting ended, he was the first to leave the city hall. He bid goodbye to Regina, signed out, and took his briefcase before briskly walking back to his shared apartment.

Y/n was in for one hell of a night.

Wooyoung's dress shows clicked loudly against the pavement and the volume increased as he stepped inside the apartment. Loosening his tie and throwing his glasses on the counter, he marched into the room.

His breath was knocked out of him when he saw his partner in that same shirt.

Y/n never took it off.

"Hi, Youngie. Welcome home~" Y/n purred shyly and giggled as Wooyoung looked around the room baffled. There were candles and rose petals everywhere, making the atmosphere a bit more romantic. Wooyoung growled softly and shrugged off his jacket before taking off his shoes and tie so he could crawl on the bed and bring his partner into a heated kiss.

Y/n moaned into the kiss and Wooyoung took the opportunity to slip his tongue into his partner's mouth.

Partner? Screw that. Y/n was his boyfriend. He was going to claim y/n as his. And he didn't need magic to do so.

Wooyoung kissed down y/n's neck and made sure to leave so many hickies and love bites all over that beautiful collarbone. In the meanwhile, y/n used his powers to remove Wooyoung's clothes. He barely removed Woo's shirt, leaving his upper body naked when Wooyoung grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head before tying them up with his tie.

"Uh uh. baby. You were teasing me a whole lot today. I was in a meeting when you sent that photo. You want to fuck me badly huh? You need me?"

Y/n couldn't speak. Wooyoung's voice was soft yet there was an air of dominance to him. It also didn't help that one of his hands was wrapped around y/n's throat. His palm pressed against it lightly causing y/n to gasp shortly and quietly. Wooyoung chuckled and slipped a finger into the hem of y/n's boxers before pulling them down with ease. He also undid the buttons of y/n's shirt with ease as well before shrugging it off him.

"There we go. Isn't that better?" Wooyoung growled quietly and y/n shuddered. It was no secret that Woo's voice was a turn on for him and the man above him was using it to his advantage.

Wooyoung was moving downwards and proceeded to slip his fingers inside y/n's hole slowly, only to find out that the area had been stretched out and opened up for him already. Woo raised an eyebrow at y/n, who was blushing out of shyness.

"I figured I'd save you some time since I know you've must've been riled up during that meeting." He explained and Wooyoung cooed softly before reaching out to caress y/n's face.

"You're such a good boy. God I love you. Ok fine. Since this is your first time, I will forgive you for the teasing. Just stay still yeah? I'll make you feel good."

Y/n didn't have time to respond when he felt Wooyoung take in his cock at a painfully slow pace. He inhaled sharply as he felt himself be swallowed whole by the man above him. Little whimpers can be heard here and there and Wooyoung had the audacity to smirk while his mouth was stuffed full of his partner's cock. Soon, he began bobbing his head up and down. The slow pace made y/n writhe around in pleasure and had him begging for more. Wooyoung swept his hair back as he continued to suck his partner off, occasionally stopping to say shit like

"You taste like heaven."

"I could suck you off for days straight and never get tired."

"Don't move so much or else I'll go slower."

At this rate, y/n pushed Wooyoung's head down so he can go faster but the man pulled off him with a pop and shook his head in disdain.

"My pretty baby. You're being disobedient. Maybe I should stop here." He said with a teasing lilt in his voice. Y/n shook his head and cried softly on how he'll be good and he won't move around as much. Wooyoung cooed at the sight and brought his thumb to y/n's bottom lip before dragging it down slowly.

"Ok. I'll give you a second chance."

Soon, Woo's lips were swallowing y/n whole once more and y/n made sure to stay still, although he couldn't help but to let out little whimpers every now and then, which Wooyoung didn't mind of course. He even pulled off his partner to say how pretty he sounded before diving right back in.

To say that Wooyoung loved giving his partner head would be an understatement. He always had wet dreams about mouthing every part of y/n's body and today, he was finally able to do it.

He moved at a much faster pace now, slowing down every now and then to edge y/n. However, Wooyoung himself grew impatient and decided to give him what he wanted. His own cock strained in the matching pin stripe slacks he wore, and he knew he needed his own release soon.

Wooyoung soon felt y/n release in his mouth and he swallowed every last drop, occasionally sucking him every now and then to get every last drop. He pulled away and wiped his mouth before leaning to whisper in his ear.

"You're so good to me, baby. You deserve a reward."

He stood up and unbuckled his belt before letting his pants drop to the floor. Y/n sat up and gawked at the sight of him fully bare.

Well then.

Wooyoung was big in terms of width. He wasn't as long but he had some girth. The man crawled on top of y/n and brought him into yet another heated kiss. Despite y/n tasting himself on Woo's tongue, he pushed past it and concentrated on the man kissing him.

Y/n soon felt the tip of Woo's cock breach his entrance and hissed a bit when he slowly started pushing in. Woo shushed him lovingly and soothed his pain by leaving kisses all over his face.

"Baby, you're doing so well. You're taking me in so well. Fuck I love you. You can hold out yeah? I'm not too big?"

Y/n shook his head and Wooyoung smiled before holding him close to his chest. "I'm going to move now. Stop me at any time?"

He soon started moving. Slowly but at a deep angle. The moans y/n let out let Woo know that he was doing good so far. He even moved a bit faster when y/n told him to and who was he to not comply to his lover's wishes?

As time passed, Wooyoung went a bit faster with every few minutes. He even lifted one of y/n's legs over his shoulder to go even deeper. The new angle had y/n moaning louder than usual and Wooyoung moaning alongside him. The few kisses that were exchanged were messy, sloppy, and clashed a lot due to their teeth. But they didn't care.

As the candle flames slowly dwindled down and the volume of their moans & groans fluctuated, Wooyoung kept up his steady pace. However, his thrusts slowly became sloppy and his hips stuttered a lot.

He was close to his release.

"Baby, I'm cumming." Wooyoung moaned airly and y/n told him to go faster so he can cum. Keeping that in mind, Wooyoung thrusted a few more times before spilling his seed inside his lover. He stayed there for a few minutes before pulling out slowly. He caressed his boyfriend's face before kissing his forehead and scooping him up from their bed before heading into the bathroom to clean themselves up.

Needless to say, Operation Get Laid was a success.

#newworldnet #ateez #ateez imagines #ateez fanfic #ateez x reader #ateez smut

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What type of fashion do you think victor bts would wear including victor jungkook

oooh loves this q, if your gonna shift into my universe you prob need some visual help lmao! (i fully expect a report when you do!)

but this is roughly how I picture them;

Jin

I think Jin had a good fashion sense even before the games. his dad was the mayor of District One so I think he's always had to dress "presentable". I don't see him as a fashionista, but he does care about brands. if he was in our modern universe, he'd be the type to find Gucci very tacky and obnoxious but love Hermes and Ralph Lauren. classy and understated. honestly very "old money, country club" vibes. jin is a nepo baby lol

Jimin

there are two jimins - the one at the capitol and the one at district four. when he's in the capitol, he wears whatever his designer team arranges for him. he has lots of sponsors, and many are fashion brands so he's obligated to wear clothes or accessories from those brands. his team likes to market him as very chic and clean, lots of suits with the undershirt open to show his chest. however, when he's at home or just being himself, i think he's very in touch with his ocean roots. i see him in a "surfer boy" aesthetic, pearls, seashells, and free-flowing tops. in my universe, District Four is like a Florida or tropical place- so it's always sunny and hot.

namjoon

sweater vests. turtle necks. slacks. this is it. mainly in black, sometimes blue. very dark academia. does not really understand fashion and just wants to look as smart as he is. feel like he'd also be one of the victors who fired his designer team right away because he didn't get the point and hated being treated like a doll. sometimes he wants to try out diff styles but ultimately I see him being a creature of habit and being like "nah"

Hoseok

poor boy just wants to be cozy and warm. I think I had his games take place in the Arctic? so I think he'd be like really hypersensitive to the cold now. he feels one chill and he'll want to die. he would love oversized sweaters and cardigans. I can see him wearing lots of neutral colors too, browns and creams with hints of green here and there. Very 'coffee shop boyfriend' vibes. also think he's such older bro that he'd carry a lil fanny pack or bag all the time, he carries little snacks and stuff just in case his siblings ever need anything

Taehyung

tough one. I don't think he'd give a shit tbh. but he's from 11 and it's all about agriculture, so i feel like farmer vibes? like boyish cottage core. feel like he likes loose shirts as well, tae doesn't like feeling constricted so no tight clothes. also feel like he loves rolling his pants up and walking around barefoot. country boy to the core.

Yoongi

hoodies, loose fitting and oversized. likes beanies too. I think he has bad blood circulation and as a kid didn't get great access to food, so he's prob anemic and smaller than his Victor counterparts. a lil insecure about it so he covers it up with baggy clothes. another one that prefers darker colors like grey and black. capitol ppl are known for their colorful clothes since they can afford them, and yoongi isn't tryna associate with that.

Jungkook

i never made a victors revenge jk since i didn't know if i was just going to make it qq jk when he won the games lol. either way, i'm sticking with district two for him. so def a career and def a lil cray. i think he'd enjoy looking as intimidating as possible, fully leaning into the 'bloody thirsty career' reputation he has. I see him getting tats and piercings and wearing things like leather jackets and steel-toed boots. probably like "grunge" or "cyberpunk" aesthetic??

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2023 intentional feminism [SUCCESS]

hey ladies! about a year and a half ago i finally wrote a list of feminist goals for myself, and as of this month, i've completed them all. intentional feminist action is something that has become very important to me and has effectively improved my confidence, body neutrality, social awareness, and overall wellbeing. i'm really proud of myself so i thought i'd share my success with y'all and talk a little bit about the journey.

GOAL #1: STOP WEARING SKIN MAKEUP

this was one of the first ones i completed, although getting comfortable with the change took a bit longer. i threw out all concealers, foundations, etc. shortly after writing my list of goals, and luckily my frugality saved me from going out and buying more in moments of low self-esteem. the hardest part of this goal was when, about 9 months after i had stopped wearing skin makeup, i developed a chronic illness that frequently flares up and is very visible. since then, i have had many days where i have to force myself to go out with blotchy, red, even bruised skin covering my face, and limbs. it's been difficult to adjust to strangers staring at me, but i'm really proud to say i've grown more comfortable in my skin as a result and have not given in to the urge to cover my symptoms with makeup.

GOAL #2: STOP WEARING EYE MAKEUP

eyeliner was a lot harder to surrender. in my teenage years, i wore a lot of eyeliner, often sharp and dramatic wings. i leaned heavily into the alternative style because i felt i wasn't attractive enough to perform femininity in the more traditional or conventional way. so for many months after giving up my concealer, i still wore eyeliner frequently. but in the year 2023, i've worn eye makeup a total of 1 time (with the exception of costume/cosplay makeup). it's a difficult thing to let go of, because almost all the pictures i have of myself as a teenager depict me with my eyes neatly framed with dark wings. and i'll admit it: it looks fantastic on me. but i've found ways to keep myself from falling back into that addiction, like not taking selfies of myself as frequently as i used to, not using social media, practicing body neutrality, and remembering the ultimate reason i'm doing this: to help other women feel comfortable in their natural state.

GOAL #3: STOP BUYING UNCOMFORTABLE CLOTHES

right now my wardrobe contains quite a few tiny skirts, crop tops, and other mobility-restricting, revealing articles of clothing. i'm slowly phasing them out as i shift my apparel to more oversized clothes, sweaters, men's jeans, professional suits for my career, and long skirts in which i can easily move. what has helped is a new job at a company that sells bras, panties, pajamas, and loungewear to women who want to be comfortable. we provide a less objectifying alternative to stores like victoria's secret, and so my employee discount has made it easy to stock up on unbelievably soft cardigans, pajamas, and wireless bras.

GOAL #4: STOP SHAVING

two things i learned after i stopped shaving: 1. there's a significant number of women who don't shave but have such fine/light body hair that it appears as though they shave regularly. 2. i am not one of those women. shaving had been a sisyphean struggle for me since the age of 12. my body hair is dark, grows quickly, and will do everything in its power to make "smooth legs" impossible. i remember years of researching different methods of shaving and hair removal, googling how to prevent "strawberry legs", buying various creams and lotions and exfoliants just so i could obtain that air-brushed look that seemed to come naturally to all the girls around me. giving up on shaving forced me to confront the truth: i am a hairy woman. i have hairy arms, hairy legs, hairy toes, i even have some visible mustache hair. while i will sometimes meet women at university who don't use makeup for any number of reasons (yay!), it is very rare that i see other women with hairy legs. and god have i been searching. in fact, i can only think of one time in this year and a half i've seen another female who visibly doesn't shave, and then i found out they don't even identify as a woman. very disheartening. i'll keep wearing shorts and being hairy in hopes that my female peers and younger girls will have a change of heart, but for now it still feels a bit alienating.

GOAL #5: JOIN A FEMINIST ISSUES ORGANIZATION

!!!!!!! very proud to say i had the opportunity to work for the Feminist Majority Foundation during this past election season. my state had a very critical piece of pro-choice legislation on the ballot in november, so my job was to canvass students on and off my campus, and to provide reliable information about the issue. so happy to have played a role in securing abortion rights for women in my state. for any women wanting to get involved with feminist orgs and potentially make some money, the FMF has a great list of job listings!

GOAL #6: JOIN AN ALL-WOMEN CLUB

this is similar to goal #5, but i wanted to find a space where i could be away from men, but without the pressures of activism or employment. i just wanted a fun, preferably creative activity i could do with women! and this month, i was approved to join a feminist writing/art publication at my university! i'm on their design team, so i get to make cool t-shirt designs and will help with the aesthetics and layout of the publication once we have all of our submissions in. it's about 8 female students, all of which identify as women which is always a plus, and i'm having a blast so far. female separatism isn't something that's realistic for me at this point in my life, but having little groups like this away from males is really comforting.

GOAL #7: SOCIALLY SURROUND MYSELF WITH (MOSTLY) WOMEN

like i said above, i'm no hard separatist. it's a dream that maybe i'll be able to reach someday when i have more financial independence, but for now i do frequently interact with men. i have a couple male friends, i have a good relationship with my brother and my dad, and there's always going to be men in my classes. this goal was intended to remedy the issue i encountered during my teenage years: i'd spent so long removing myself from the idea of womanhood that i barely had any female friends. for the same reasons i didn't feel like a woman for a long time, i didn't interact with women on a personal level for years. there's a few ways i have worked to fix this in 2023. first, i have made substantial progress in mending my relationship with my mom. we hadn't been close since i was very young, and the fact that i related more to my dad only further pushed us apart. i always had seen her as a traditionalist, because she had some outdated beliefs and didn't affirm my gender identity when i was identifying as trans, but post-peak reflection made me realize she was incredibly progressive for her era. she had a college degree, she waited a long time to have children, she was independent and competitive. i took time to apologize to her for the things i said in past years, and acknowledged her positive impact on me as a woman. we spend more time together now and are planning a road trip together in january :) i also try to prioritize making plans with the female friends i have made at university. it's fun to find events to bring them to, or just to have dinner together. in addition, i had the opportunity to travel abroad with three women, and the (somewhat terrifying) experience provided some wonderful bonding. two of the three are now some of my closest friends. finally, i now have a part-time job at a women's intimates store, like i said above. every employee there is a woman, and i'm the youngest, so it's given me a chance to interact with a wide variety of ages. some of them are grandmothers, some of them have never had kids, some of them are married, some of them are divorced. it's the sweetest group of women and i especially love talking to my manager, a tall, loud, 50-year-old misandrist who lives alone with dogs she's rescued from abusive homes and spends her money on travel and her passion for football. i really value time and conversation with older women now.

2023 has been a year of purging. i've cleansed my life of beauty routines, body expectations, my ex-boyfriend (ew), and it's given me the strength to continue my self-improvement and feminist work. i started the year still struggling with eating disorder recovery, recently assaulted by my ex-boyfriend, and frequently having nightmares. now, my grades have improved, i often surprise myself with how little i care about my appearance, and i've stopped having sex with men.

for 2024, my goal is to continue my cleansing work and to make it a year of cultivation. i want to cultivate my education and to cultivate skills like sewing my own clothes, cooking, growing food, and writing fiction. in addition, i will cultivate the female relationships i've established. wish me luck, and happy new year! :)

#feminism #long post #radfem #radical feminism #radfems do interact

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Rory Gilmore: The Original Downtown Girl

When people think of Gilmore Girls they typically think of the show's staples. Coffee and junk food, the autumnal aesthetics, an extensive repertoire of pop culture references and quotes that define the livelihoods of fans everywhere - these are the things that make Gilmore Girls Gilmore Girls.

Fashion is slowly traipsing behind its sisters in the elements that create this outstanding show. Suffice to say, the lookbooks of the Gilmore Girls are stunning and character defining in many ways. From the elegant and 'old money' looks of Emily Gilmore to the wild and eclectic collection of clothes accumulated by Lorelai. Throughout the show, the bookish high achiever and kind-hearted Rory has a style that differs from the generations of Gilmores before her, and it is arguable that she defined an entire aesthetic of clothing in our modern world: the Downtown Girl.

The two staples of Rory Gilmore's style are long sleeved henley tops and low rise flare jeans. She usually pairs the two together with a pair of converse, creating a comfortable and casual look. Rory also is often depicted wearing long sleeved, tight fitting turtlenecks, thick oversized jumpers, cardigans and tank tops, alongside a mini skirt. Over the top of her plain yet pretty outfits, she often wears a zip up hoodie, trench coat or (most commonly) a corduroy, fur lined jacket. Overall, Rory's style is the epitome of the Downtown Girl aesthetic - cosy and simplistic whilst still retaining a fashionable allure.

Her colour palette usually comprises reds, browns, blues and white - a dark and autumnal scheme that compliments her dark brown hair and make her blue eyes appear more prominent. However, these aren't the only colours Rory wears throughout the show, with pink, green and yellow all also making the occasional appearance in her lookbook.

Although most of her outfits contain solid, colour block pieces, Rory also can be seen frequently sporting floral or stripy tops alongside the occasional argyle jumper or plaid skirt. She doesn't usually mix and match these patterns, sticking to one per outfit which prevents her outfits from appearing jarring or too disjointed.

In terms of nightwear, throughout the show, Rory is shown to wear patterned button down pyjamas in a whole assortment of colours from beige to magenta. The unusual patterns that appear on Rory's pyjamas vary. They typically are of some kind of food (ranging from ice cream to donuts to pie) but a few are instead of other patterns, such as comic strips or snowflakes. Her eclectic pyjama collection displays Rory's personality perfectly, and further emphasises her similarities to her mother Lorelai and the often childish nature of their relationship.

Rory Gilmore will forever remain the original Downtown Girl, her outfits helping to formulate the style of a whole generation of Gilmore Girls addicts everywhere. Despite the fact that Rory (arguably) had a downfall in terms of her personality following season 3, it's safe to say that her outfits never fail to impress and will be admired for years to come.

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When designing Jess, we were inspired by the “girl-next-door” archetype: kind, approachable, and effortless with her fashion sense. To emphasize that, we were especially drawn to floral print and a softer, pastel color palette!

A lot of her outfit exploration involved a variety of cardigans, skinny jeans, and skirts, but what we were most drawn to was the classic cream cardigan, just comfortably oversized. Although Jess is cute and inviting, her stance gives her more of a confident air.

#concept art #character design #character art #indie game #indiedev #game dev #game concept art #gamedev #indie dev #indie games #midautumn #midautumn game #Jess

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ange-la-ange-ootd · 11 months

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Bittersweet!

Polka Dot Chocolate salopette - Angelic Pretty blouse - uniqlo pink zodiac cardigan - Steady Hands whip cream OTKs - Metamorphose temps de fille matrixxx shoes - YRU

[ID: A casual bitersweet lolita fashion coordinate. The main piece is a black jumperskirt with a print of colorful chocolate candy polka dots. It’s layered with an off-white ruffled blouse and an oversized pastel pink cardigan with a zodiac animal print. The rest of the outfit includes over the knee black socks with whipped cream designs and black platform sneakers.]

#ootd #outfit #jfashion #angelic pretty #lolita fashion #egl fashion #casual lolita #bittersweet lolita

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marriiemeii · 8 months

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Circles Chapter 3

jeonghan x oc x seungcheol

status: ongoing genre: drama, fluff, angst, romance, comedy, professor au warnings: hospital, talks of illness, hint of deceased family member

synopsis: Faye has always been more focused on her career than her social life. When she meets two new customers at her cafe, her once solitary life begins to change.

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Seungcheol looked down at his phone impatiently, his leg bouncing and his fingers tapping on the table as he waited for a text message. His phone screen lit up as he finally got a message and picked up his phone immediately to check it. It was from Jeonghan, the little snake.

His message read, "Good luck on the date! You got this!"

That was all it said and that was all he needed for him to get annoyed at his best friend. He knew that little snake would pull something like this on him. He knew he shouldn't have mentioned anything about Faye being a new face, because that was all it would take for Jeonghan to feel like he needed to play cupid like he always has.

He never learned his lesson from all the previous failed matches he tried. At this point, Jeonghan should dress up as the matchmaker from Mulan if he wants to be one so badly. He was gonna strangle the snake and hope some sense will finally reach the delusional guy. Maybe that'll finally teach him to stop messing with his love life.

Seungcheol felt indecisive at this point. Faye wasn't going to be off of work until a few minutes later, maybe he should call off the whole hangout. He didn't want it to be awkward for her to just hang out with a guy she didn’t know. But now that he thought about it, hanging out with TWO unfamiliar guys seemed pretty scary for a girl. Geez, he feels like he’s starting to overthink now. He continued to stare at his phone wondering what he should do, until he heard the door of the cafe open. The bells hanging from the top ringing as it’s being pushed open.

He kept his head down not wanting to scare Freya off. He strains his ear a bit to hear her quiet footsteps reaching him and he finally looks up and put his phone down. He looked discreetly at what she was wearing. She had an oversized cream colored cardigan over a white turtle neck long sleeve top with brown wide leg pants and white sneakers to match. He had to admit that she was cute, but he would never tell Jeonghan that, in case he really tries setting them up together.

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Meanwhile…

Jeonghan giggled to himself after he saw that his message was read by Seungcheol. He raised his head up from looking down at his phone, when he heard his name called out by a female voice. He smirked a bit to himself. They’ll fall in love with each other in no time.

He looked for the person that was calling his name in the room, and saw a nurse clad in blue scrubs looking down at her clipboard and then around the room.

“Right here,” He called out to her as he raised his hand. She looked over at him and waved her arm, gesturing at him to follow along to the door. She held it open for him to walk through before and let the door close behind them.

She had him go through the standard procedrues of checking his height and weight. As she checked his weight she made a comment.

“Hmm, you’ve lost some weight since your last check up Jeonghan,” She states.

“Yeah, I swear I’m eating healthy amounts and the right food though,” He laughs a bit nervously. She hums and mentions the doctor is likely going to have to check on him about that.

When they finished, she took him to a room he was familiar with being in ever since a few years ago. He sat down on the seat for patients and let the nurse continue to check his blood pressure. When that was done, the nurse let him know that the doctor would be there in a second. He waited patiently in the room for his doctor alone.

He’s been in the room so often he remembered all the flyers that were up in the room. Some were about sex ed, stress symptoms, mental health, and many more. He’s read them all though.

He debates whether he should text Seungcheol again just to bug and annoy him. It was always so easy for Jeonghan to rile him up, even when they were kids. All he had to do was hold a bug in his face and he'd scream at him. Seungcheol was always so expressive around him. Before he could text him, the door opens and his doctor walks in.

“Good afternoon, Jeonghan. How are you feeling today?" She sits down in the seat in front of him and starts logging into the computer.

“I’m feeling great, now that I get to see you,” He tease the doctor. She gives a short laugh.

“You're still flirting so you must be alright,” She looks over and gives a smile. Jeonghan returned the smile with a wink.

“According to Nurse Cami, she mentioned you had lost some weight?”

“Yeah, it’s not anything big I think, I just have been…” He starts. “Stressed a little bit.”

Doctor Nicole nods her head as she starts typing on the computer. Jeonghan waits for her to continue.

“Well, because you are at a higher risk for cardiac cachexia, we're gonna need you to monitor your weight, alright? If you notice any more weight loss, muscle wasting, or if you're feeling very weak, contact us as soon as possible. Other than that, your lab results from before show that your arteries are doing alright. How’s the pacemaker?”

Jeonghan explains to her that it’s still working for him and continues to help him get through the day. His chest pains and dizziness definitely weren’t as prevalent as before the surgery. There doesn’t seem to be any problems with it.

She nods her head as he tells her everything about his health lately. She then tells him all the same things she always does at the end of his appointments.

“We’ll schedule another appointment with you within the next 6 months alright? If you have any questions or concerns, you’re able to contact me.” She goes through the routine. He just nods as he looks at her waiting for it to end.

“By the way, when am I finally going to see a ring on that finger?” She jokes, pointing at his left ring finger.

“Why? Are you volunteering?” He jokes. She shakes her head at him with a laugh.

“No, but I know someone who would love to volunteer,” She quips right back at him. Jeonghan smiles but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes.

“Please tell her, I’m sorry but I’m not looking for a relationship,” Jeonghan apologizes sincerely. Nicole sighs a little.

“You shouldn’t have to be afraid of making relationships, y’know?”

“I’m just not ready, and also I have a relationship with Seunghceol.”

“Sure, he doesn’t even know why you get check ups every 6 months.”

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Jeonghan steps outside of the hospital and into the parking lot. He had a lot on his mind, thinking about all that was said during the appointment. He did notice he was losing weight but he assumed it was just because he was stressed trying to find Seungcheol someone that could look after him.

He kicks a rock that’s in front of him, which ends up landing close to a father walking by with their daughter. The daughter looks at the rock and kicks it back at Jeonghan.

“Rhea, don’t be rude to strangers. That’s bad karma,” The father of the kid says backhandedly. Jeonghan huffs, a little upset at the insult.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t be kicking things,” Jeonghan apologizes to the pair and bows his head at them.

The man stares a bit at Jeonghan before shrugging it off with a smile. “It’s fine, you didn’t mean to. You probably had a lot on your mind."

Jeonghan nods to them and the pair wave to him before heading into the hospital themselves. He starts heading over to his car, wanting to slam his head into a brick wall. Geez, I’m a dumbass. I’m embarassing.

He gets inside his car and pulls out his phone to call Seungcheol. He taps his fingers against the steering wheel waiting for him to pick up the phone.

“What do you want?” Sengcheol’s grouchy voice asks, from the phone.

“Just wondering how the date went?” Jeonghan teases, smiling at his matchmaking skills. He hoped to hear that everything went well and that Freya was head over heels for Seungcheol.

“The NOT date was fine. Faye seemed to have fun and wasn’t as cautious by the end of it.” He snaps at Jeonghan sharply.

“Faye?~ So you’re on nicknape basis now? Does she call you Scoups then?”

“I thought I told you not to bring up that nickname.” Jeonghan could already imagine the way Seungcheol’s face was, all scrunched up and frowning. “Anyways, she said it would be easier to say than Freya. She ALSO mentioned that you could call her that too.”

“Hmm, fine. When’s that next date?” Jeonghan presses on.

“It’s NOT a date, and she mentioned wanting to have the next hangout with YOU actually there since you were the one who asked in the first place," Seungcheol mentions.

“Ah, I guess next time I can go. Is there a day in particular?” Jeonghan questioned.

“Yeah, next week on Saturday.”

Jeonghan nods and hums in agreement. They figure out how the Saturday will go such as who'll drive and get picked up. Seungcheol also gives him Faye’s number. He tells him to give her a text so she knows it's Jeonghan. Jeonghan pouts a little at the fact that Faye's treating them both the same, not really favoring or falling for Seungcheol.

“Why didn’t you go today?” Seungcheol asks.

“Huh? I told you I had a doctor’s appointment, remember?” Jeonghan taunts him.

“I know, but what for, you dumb ass?” Seungcheol inquired, concern leaking through his voice. Jeonghan's stomach drops a bit, knowing he was going to lie to his best friend.

He does his best to laugh off his concern nonchalantly, putting on a fake teasing facade up. “Aww~ do you care about me, Seungcheol? It was just a physical exam.”

“Shut up! I’m hanging up.”

“I love you too, Seungcheol~” Jeonghan says before he hears the beep indicating that he hung up.

He stares at his phone and huffs a little. I need to get them together when we all hang out on Saturday. He made up his mind and he'll definitely get them to be a couple. Then that’ll be one thing off of his list of things to do.

He sends a quick text to Faye before starting his car to head home.

"Hellooo~ This is Jeonghan, Seungcheol gave me your number."

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Faye looks at her phone, staring at a message. She didn't realize he'd text her so quickly. The way he texted really fit his personality based on what she’s seen from him.

"Hellooo~ This is Jeonghan, Seungcheol gave me your number."

She wondered how she should respond to him. Her phone buzzed in her hand as another message appeared.

“If Jeonghan bothers you just tell him to shut up.”

“Ah, they really are best friends and know each other so well.” Faye mutters to herself.

She goes back to Jeonghan’s message and responds with, Hi, hope you’ll be able to join us next time!

With Seungcheol’s messgage, she responds with, It’s alright! I can handle him.

She smiles thinking about the best friends and thinks about her own. Rian, her, Wonwoo, and Mingyu were similar to how the pair were. There was always someone that they were teasing, most of the time it was Mingyu, but only because he would pout pretty often when they do.

Her thoughts drifted to Flora, when they were all one big group in college, with Joshua and Flora. She went back to her closet and brought down one of the boxes from the top shelf again and searched in it. She finally found a blue photo album and took it before opening the cover.

Written on the first page was the words College Memories by Flora. It was Flora’s scrapbook that she had been making.

Faye flipped around trying to find a certain page until she reached somewhere in the middle. The page had 2 photos as well as doodles and little scrapbook decorations, like ribbons and stickers. The page was labeled Joshua's 24th Birthday.

The first photo showed a pic of Flora and Faye standing together with Joshua sitting in front of them with his birthday cake.

Faye hadn’t wanted to be in the picture, wanting the couple to take the picture together instead, but Flora and Joshua insisted that Faye had to be in the picture for helping to organize the surprise party.

“Faye! Come join us please~” Flora called out to her twin. Faye turns around immediately and walks in the opposite direction, only to end up bumping into a hard chest. She looked up and found Joshua smiling down at her.

“No, wai-” Faye tries arguing, but Joshua grabs her shoulders and starts bringing her back to Flora where the birthday cake and camera was with Mingyu behind it.

“Come on~ are you really going to say no to the birthday boy?” Joshua tilts his head with an innocent smile. Faye pouts at him and Flora. She looked toward Rian and Wonwoo for help but the two were looking at everything and anything that wasn’t her.

Faye sighs in defeat and begrudgingly stands next to Flora. Flora looks at her with a big smile before glomping her and saying thanks. Faye wraps her arm around her twin and pats her back before saying it’s fine.

“Alright everyone, smile!” Mingyu says, looking through the camera hole. Flora and Faye face forward, smiling. Joshua was sitting in front of them holding the cake with a smile on his face.

The flash goes off signaling the picture was over and Faye tries to escape but Flora grabs on to her as Joshua stands up. She pushes Faye to sit down where Joshua just sat and stands to Faye's left and Joshua to her right.

"Ready? 1, 2, 3!" Mingyu says quickly as I sit there in shock. Flora was kissing my left cheek and Joshua had his hand on my head.

Rian and Wonwoo rush at Mingyu wanting to peek at the picture before anyone else. They all "aw" at the picture before coming over to show the rest, as Faye continued to sit there shocked that they planned this against her.

The picture came out really cute, but Faye was still a bit salty that they did this to her. She just sat there pouting. When they looked at her face, they all chuckled and giggled that she was pouting.

"Come on Faye~ It's just a picture. We'll all look back at it someday and be so happy we took it!" Flora beams, holding Faye's hands in her own, her head tilted cutely.

Faye sighs before nodding and agreeing with her sister as everyone cheers that she stopped pouting.

Faye stared at the second photo longer as Flora's words rang through her head. You were almost right, Flora. We are able to look back at these photos and be happy, but we’re also sad that you’re not here to enjoy these photos and memories with us.

Faye took in a deep breath before sighing to herself. She stared a bit at the photo her eyes lingering on Joshua’s figure. It’s been a while since she saw him. Maybe he’d come to visit on the weekend like he usually does.

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iloveannaliese · 8 months

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How to get into winter

These are the things I do to help me get through those cold days <3

wrap up warm in cute clothing- Wear adorable clothes that you feel reflect your style well. For me it's my signature white fluffy earmuffs with oversized round black sunglasses. Gotta channel 2008 model vibes. Also knitted cardigans are a must!

Heating up- Take a warm bath in the evenings and make sure that it is full of bubbles. Also get a small mini heater and heat up your bedroom before, so when you come back from the bath your room won't be freezing. I would also suggest buying those mini hand heaters for when you're out and about. And make sure they are the reusable ones. Here's a link to some on Amazon:

Romanticise everything- Whether that's a trip to your local library, reading your favourite book or baking strawberry shortcake, make everything you do cute and cosy.

Have a winter makeup routine- Start going for a more frosted chilly look. like pale blue eyeshadow, small hints of red blush (looks more natural than pink), and a dewy lip look. your makeup should always reflect the season you're in.

Hot chocolate I ❤︎ you- And this is your chance to drink as much hot chocolate as you like. If you are feeling more fancy top it up with whipped cream, marshmallows and a sprinkle of cocoa powder!

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akielzx · 9 months

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are you able to do multiple characters?? eo uhh maybe the life makeover bois react to female reader being like they needed to organize their shoes until they pull out a box abt to propose? :D thankss

bro i gotchu, i gotchu, i just recovered from my wirters block so this miht be roughy :sob: i wrtoe this at 12am so i dont know what im thinking at this hour, also english inst my first lnaguaneg so its a bit rusty in terms of grammar

you're the one i want ！✦

＃；headcanons, gerald x reader, roy x reader, larry x reader, shawn x reader

tags // bro might be ooc to larry cause idk i havent done much analysis with him im so sorry pooks, female proposes first, slight crack, rough writing, also it's short since this is supposed to be hcs not a oneshot susan, [yeah i see you complaining on my shawn x reader hcs post, you know who you are]

ok so hear me out

the two of them decided to propose at the same time.

the atmosphere was slightly weird.

she was giddy, yet fidgeted from time to time, but she managed.

he, on the other hand. was nervous. i mean, sure she was too, but he was more nervous than she was.

his hands were slightly clammy and would be embraced by the cold sweat if they weren't occupied by her hand.

they were out on a balcony from a restaurant, and she and he decided it would be great timing.

since she wore a slightly oversized cardigan since it matched her outfit. it had pockets inside, so it was also the perfect thing to wear so she can hide the box.

"hold on for a second ger, my shoe seems a bit messed up-"

[name] slightly grunted before bending down in her seat. due to physics, the side of the cardigan went down together. she then 'dusted' her shoe and fixed her shoelaces while the other hand went in and grabbed the box.

she slid the box into her sleeve and sat up straight again. "so-"

"can you hear me out for onee second?"

gerald couldn't help but the corners of his mouth lifted into a smile. he always liked hearing his dearest out even if it's a silly thing. he then proceeded to nod and was caught off-guard when [name] took his drinking glass.

she giggled and stood up close to his seat. she then put the glass back down and proceeded to, 'slightly trip'. "oh. woops sorry.." [name] then looked down and got on one knee.

"ehem- gerald. will you, accept this, uh. lustrous- okay. that-"

[name] coughs in her sleeve and shakes her head, "nevermind. gerald, will you marry me..?"

...

..?

"..pft.."

"hey.. i didn't know how to do this in a not so awkward way.."

"..well if that was the case, thank you."

"huh?"

"for making this not too awkward. i think we both know the answer to this."

gerald stands up and gently pushes the chair beside and kneeled down. "will you also marry me?"

~ yes. of course i will! ~ wedding/engagement rings

both of them were probably in an amusement park.

[name] she has the ring on a necklace so that way it could be prepared.

it was nothing too extravagant, just a simple ring

as they got their ice cream, they both decided to sit down near a tree shade.

mf, [name] had a skort on, but whatever you do you [anything you're comfy with]. had a jacket on that had pockets on the inside once again lol.

[name] leaned on roy's shoulders. he tensed at first and relaxed before turning his head in [name]'s direction and pecking her cheek before looking away.

lmaoaoaooaoa he;s so babygirl

"hey roy?" roy hummed, indicating he was listening to her. [name] stood up and walked over to where roy was facing at. she squeezed his free hand and cheek, grinning.

roy's face softened, grumbling slightly. "is that all dearest?" [name] shook her head and engulfed him in a hug. he slightly melted at the contact before wrapping his free arm.

[name] pulled back and she pecked roy's lips. "love you." his lips tugged into a smile. "i love you too.." [name] grinned childishly before crouching and totally arranging her shoelaces,

she knelt down for a bit, making roy curious why she just knelt down when she was arranging her shoelaces. she said,

"roy. let me be your forever, and i promise, i'll be here with you."

{ huh.. i was wondering when, but you beat me to it then. you'll be mine, and i'll be yours. } wedding/engagement rings

teehee

so. both he and [name] were outside, exchanging next novel ideas.

and sipping mmm caffeine yeahh

larry would most of the time steal glances at [name] whilst she gave him her opinions.

oh no! a cat splashed mud on [name]'s shoe, seems like she has to wipe it off

operation fake getting your shoe dirty, failed.

operation going to wipe the 'dirt' off, successfully failed..??

operation proposing, on going-

"and then-" [name] then get cuts off by a cat meowing. "aww.. cat!-"

...

the cat jumped on a muddle and specks of it got onto [name]'s shoe. she irked a bit before sighing, slightly relieved she didn't have to lie much having imaginary dirt on her shoe so she has to wipe it off.

larry coughed to hide his amusement. [name] glared at him before pinching his thigh. "ow-" he slightly 'winced' wanting to give [name] his 'pained' reaction to amuse her.

"don't larry. don't." [name] rolled her eyes before slouching and brought her foot close to her and wiped the specks of mud. she then wiped her hand and got up.

this action caused larry to raise one of his eyebrows. "hey.. where you going?" [name] replied, "i just wanted to stretch, we've been sitting here all day longg."

he chuckled as she exaggerated some words. [name] then knelt down and fixed her shoes before looking at larry and fixed her position making it seem like she was gonna propose.

haha.

right??

"larry. will you be the one who'll stay by my side thru everything?"

( he stayed silent. not expecting this. "ha.. will i? ..of course." ) wedding/engagement rings.

hey bb shawn mendez

he probably had this paper ring he tried to make to give you

mf failed, it looked like a shitty crumpled-up paper just shaped into a circle.

would deffo hide his face when [name] brings it up

[name] and shawn were behind a building just sitting beside each other since there was this lobby i guess

he's clinging onto [name] much.

like, really much.

he's sitting on her lap and resting his head on [name]'s shoulder.

[name] was caressing shawn's back with one of her hands while the other was on shawn's hair. she spoke in a soft tone, "love? can you get off me for a bit?"

shawn grumbled, not really wanting to get off his childhood friend, now partner. "..i don't want to." he embraced [name] tightly. "love, please? my shoes look disorganized."

he pouted and [name] could practically feel it. "..please?"

"fine." shawn groggily got off [name] and she thanked him silently; mouthing thank you. she fixed her clothes before slouching forward to fix her shoe.

[name] carefully; subtly got off where she was seated and said something random to get shawn off-guard for a second. "bananas are considered as berries you know?

"..what?" [name] then quickly knelt down in front of him and got a box out of her pocket. "shawn, this is risky, i know. but, will you marry me..?"

| he tensed up, not knowing what to do. "i.. maybe..? i-" he took a sharp breath, "if it's with you.. then i'm willing to risk my career for you." | wedding/engagement rings..?

omg. im done. FINALLY.. YES. also, will do another two[?] requests in my inbox; fandom: saint spells [also its been a month help sorry]

#aivsqhcs #headcanons #fluff #life makeover #life makeover x reader #gerald life makeover #roy life makeover #larry life makeover #shawn life makeover #gerald x reader #roy x reader #larry x reader #shawn x reader

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pandorasgirlfriend · 2 years

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Marauders era aesthetics

James Potter - Gryffindor

broomsticks, quidditch robes, hot butter beer, autumn leaves, cinnamon, apple pie, dancing badly, movie nights, campfires, walks in the rain, adventures, new places, maps, fireworks, pine trees

Sirius Black - Gryffindor

leather jackets, thunderstorms, cigarettes, eyeliner, oversized hoodies, stolen sweaters, band t-shirts, rock music, record players, breaking rules, strong emotions, playing in the snow, drawing, friendship, loopy handwriting

Remus Lupin - Gryffindor

worn out sweaters, fresh parchment, old books, cigarettes, tea, ink pots, messy handwriting, chocolate, old shoes, fuzzy socks, forests, tragic smiles, sarcasm, big mugs

Peter Pettigrew - Gryffindor

birthday cakes, smiles, surprises, hot chocolate, board games, reading marathons, baby animals, weird talents, chess, soft blankets, herbal tea, disney songs, long walks, sunny afternoons, baking

Lily Evans - Gryffindor

vanilla ice cream, strawberries, summer dresses, scented candles, lemonade, snort-laughing, taylor swift, wild flowers, braided hair, gummy worms, romance novels, stuffed animals, lip balm, freckles

Marlene McKinnon - Gryffindor

jewelry, eyeliner, fishnet tights, dyed hair, crisp weather, polaroid pictures, parties, mint, iced coffee, whipped cream, thrift stores, friendship bracelets, sushi, piercings, chipped nail polish

Mary MacDonald - Gryffindor

cute pyjamas, tea leaves, crystals, glitter, cats, coloured pencils, heart doodles, lemon water, curly hair, bralettes, cardigans, flared jeans, poetry, musicals, taylor swift

Frank Longbottom - Gryffindor

wild ideas, free spirit, hot cocoa, beach days, watermelons, waffles, pure heart, passing notes, willow trees, best presents, bright colours, cartoons, rainy days, hide and seek

Alice Fortscue - Ravenclaw

floral patterns, picnics, pixie cuts, leather sandals, forest fruits, ice cream, horror films, blanket burritos, salted crisps, summer breeze, soft lips, mascara, lipstick, brown eyes, creativity

Emmaline Vance - Ravenclaw

open windows, windy weather, mythology, zodiac signs, photography, blueberries, jasmine tea, dark colours, dark hair, forests, classical music, astronomy, lavender, messy hair

Xenophillius Lovegood - Ravenclaw

wild imagination, obscure teas, colorful clothes, blue eyes, thoughtful gifts, rain, doodles, fantasy books, painting, museums, rivers, smooth pebbles, mascarpone, magazines, dark chocolate

Pandora Rosier - Ravenclaw

pearl necklaces, silver earrings, clouds, old books, ice skating, contagious laughter, curiosity, wild animals, cooking, windswept hair, pressed flowers, tall grass, butterflies, bird watching, denim jackets

Gilderoy Lockhart - Ravenclaw

poetry, snow, birds of paradise, valleys, cologne, rain, echoes, astronomy, charms, fame, elegance, fashion, dragon flies, ocean waves, new places

Sibyll Trelawney - Ravenclaw

crystal balls, minerals, tea leaves, cigarettes, long dresses, starry nights, zodiac signs, astronomy, mythology, piano music, poetry, teacups, essential oils, incense

Dorcas Meadows - Slytherin

colourful clothes, nails painted electric colours, raspberries, iced tea, citrus fruits, spring time, converse, lip gloss, lollipops, foreign languages, art museums, scrunchies, sticker collections

Evan Rosier - Slytherin

old books, long scarves, cooking, headphones, snowball fights, climbing trees (totally not a crimson rivers reference), binge watching shows, friendship bracelets, pet snakes

Lucius Malfoy - Slytherin

poetry, classical music, history, forests, dark chocolate, fresh parchment, mint, black coffee, architecture, quills, cunning ideas, birds of pray, sea salt, champagne glasses,

Narcissa Black - Slytherin

romance novels, red roses, bikinis, lakes, constellations, cheesecake, makeup, red lipstick, sorbets, diamond rings, piano music, black cardigans, white shirts,

Bellatrix Black - Slytherin

ball gowns, red wine, ambition, curly hair, reptiles, cliffs, mini skirts, cherries, eyeshadow, white bedsheets, silver jewelry, obsidian, black tea, powdered sugar

Andromeda Black - Slytherin

baking, summer dresses, messy handwriting, flower crowns, wild strawberries, ocean waves, blankets, crochet queen, picnic baskets, lace nighties, rose petals, full notebooks, sunsets

Regulus Black - Slytherin

big rooms, pianos, beaches, caves, echoes, books, theatre, sparkling water, lightning, rainy evenings, ink pots, poetry, dogs, cups of tea gone cold, rings, cologne, gobstones

Severus Snape - Slytherin

potions, tattered clothes, greasy hair, bad choices, unrequited love, snail slime, horrible personality, bullying children, blackmail

Rita Skeeter - Slytherin

gossip, perfume, fresh parchment, quills, romance novels, mini skirts, classical music, eyeliner, lipgloss, long nails, curled hair, insects, pressed flowers, blackmail, silver earrings

Barty Crouch Jr - Slytherin

messy hair, lakes, cupcakes, penknives, quills, mint, forests, fantasy novels, chess, thunderstorms, snow, black tea, mean comments, ink pots, empty rooms

Hestia Jones - Hufflepuff

cardigans, curiosity, adventures, confidence, mary jane shoes, fairy lights, pressed flowers, guitars, hardback books, daffodils, mermaids, beach days, sun hats, sparkly nail polish, long walks,

Ted Tonks - Hufflepuff

si-fi novels, video games, movie nights, cooking, photo booths, wax crayons, kanken backpacks, festivals, amusement parks, insects, hot chocolate, cookies, worn out jeans

Maryrose Jenkins - Hufflepuff

(this character is from “ The Marauders” series on wattpad by pengiwen, not canon, i just really wanted to include her)

scented candles, tatters converse, pressed flowers, lip balm, fantasy novels, curiosity, adventures, creativity, ice cream, sunsets, scrunchies, flared jeans, bikinis, butterflies

Amelia Bones - Hufflepuff

denim jackets, doc martens, essential oils, writing stories, lavender perfume, plant mom, big windows, forests, boats, hoodies, oversized t-shirts, black coffee, snow globes, seashells

Amos Diggory - Hufflepuff

creativity, cooking, adventures, movie nights, book shops, bow ties, lakes, woods, campfires, a little shy, cookies, tea, plants, sugar cubes, jokes, smiles

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