#and even tho I’m not into friends I think the friends set would look cute with the tbbt set
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Being Inarizaki’s Manager
Miss Manager is Shy and Cute 🥹
Inarizaki x shy and cute! Female manager (she/her pronoun)
Warnings: Atsumu starts off as a butthole but we reform him, fluff
A/N: I wrote a headcanon set earlier with a shy reader and well, now I think I’m a shy reader expect 💅 so here’s one of my favs with a shy manager 😌
Oof- you good, girl?
Seriously this team is like the opposite of shy and calm
I wouldn’t say they are Karasuno level but they get HYPED
Now, many of them had given up the dream of ever having a female manager
They were prepared to brave it alone (namely Kita, Aran, Omimi, Akashi, Suna, Ginjima, etc)
They knew what their problem was…
Well PROBLEMS
Atsumu and Osamu
But it’s fine because they were efficient 💅
Kita did everything and well, Kita did everything
But that all changed when one day our precious Angel, Riseki, met someone new 👀
You see, you were the new girl in school
A curse honestly
Being the new kid is never easy, trying to find friends or fit in with everyone is so hard
And to top it off, you were ridiculously shy and a wallflower
It’s not that you didn’t want to make friends but your shy, cute nature made it difficult
When you first joined Riseki’s class, he thought you were rather cute
You kept to yourself, didn’t bother anyone
You were smart and capable
And most importantly, you had absolutely NO CLUE who the Miya twins were 😌
Riseki had watched you a few times, and you showed a lot of promise
You seemed to be able to ignore all the Miya chat surrounding you
You didn’t seem bothered by the fan girls
And most importantly, when a Miya fight would break out, you’d simply ✨ignore ✨ it
The problem was that Riseki knew you were shy
You’d never speak up in class, you barely talked to anyone
But he also knew this was his opportunity
So what does he do? Well he confides in Kita
“Hey Kita, so I think I might have found us a potential manager?”
Kita 👉🏻😐😑 *not convinced or optimistic whatsoever*
“Is this person a teenage girl?” Kita asks in return
“Yes but-”
Kita 👉🏻 No 🫶🏻🥰
“Here me out tho, she’s a transfer student and I’ve been keeping an eye on her,” Riseki says
Kita 👉🏻🤨 creepy but ight-
“She has shown zero reaction to the Miyas at all! Like none, not even a second glance!” He says
Kita 👉🏻 tell me more…
Riseki goes on to explain more about you and Kita agrees to give you a small trial run
Ok now that Kita is convinced, all Riseki needs to do is ask you
Simple right?
“Hey Yn!” He yells as you freeze
You rn 👉🏻😐😳
Please you are looking around like “is he talking to me? Am I Yn?”
“Hey I was wondering if you had a club yet?” He asked as you just stared 👁️👄👁️
Please Yn, function
Riseki realizes that he probably came in way too strong, so he backs up a bit
“Umm I’m sorry to come at you so strong but I was wondering if you needed a club? The boys volleyball team is looking for a manager and I think you’d be perfect,” he says as your eyes widen even more
Please blink before your eyes dry up
“Ohh umm I don’t think I umm- I’m not sure I’d be good- I don’t play volleyball or know anything really,” you say as you blush heavily
Riseki is DYING at how cute you are 😭
“It’s ok Yn! I can teach you everything and the guys, wellmostoftheguys, are super helpful!” He says as you ponder for a bit
Maybe this is just what you need? You never take chances like this and maybe now is the time to start branching out
“Umm I guess I can try,” you say, a tiny smile lighting up your face as Riseki dies inside 😭
After school, he brings you to practice
The gym is huge and all the guys in it are huge as well
You start to second guess your decision
Maybe you aren’t cut out to be social, yeah maybe you’ll just be shy forever
Suddenly you are forced out of you thoughts when you are approached by four guys
You quickly take refuge behind Riseki and peer out from behind him as the boys all smile at you
“Kita, Aran, Omimi, Akagi- this is Yn! Yn these are our third years!” Riseki says as you blush hard and peek out from behind him
“Umm hello, I’m YN from class 1-4. It’s very n-nice to meet y-you,” you stutter out as the third years practically perish
How the heck are you so freaking cute?? 😭
“It’s nice to meet you YN, I’m Kita, the captain. Thank you so much for coming to meet with us,” Kita says, already impressed that you aren’t making waves or causing any disruptions
“T-thank you for having me,” you say as you stand next to Riseki now, a little more confident
“So Yn, do you know anything about volleyball?” Aran asks as you shake your head
“Not really but I’m a pretty fast learner,” you say as the boys all nod
Suddenly, a rouge ball comes flying out of nowhere as you quickly take cover as Akagi stops it from hitting you
“Are you ok Yn?” Kita asks as you nod
“I’m fine thank you,” you say before being approached by a boy with a yellowish blonde hair color
“Hey girls aren’t allowed in the gym!” He shouts as you reeled back a bit
Who was this extremely rude person?
“Shut up ya idiot! Obviously she’s talking to the captain!” A silver toned man says
“Yeah well I don’t need to be interrupted by any squealing pigs during my serves so get out of here!” He shouts at you as you quietly back up
“ATSUMU! Knock it off, stop being so rude! This isn’t one of your fan girls, this is Yn and she’s going to be our trial manager!” Kita scolds the yellowish blonde as he scoffs
“This? This is going to be our manager? She’s tiny and looks like she’s afraid of her own shadow! How is she going to ever be a manager for a powerhouse?” Atsumu says as you whince a little
Man he was a jerk 😒
“Damn Sumu, you’re being a jerk! Leave the poor girl alone,” a tall black haired man says
“Suna’s right! She didn’t do anything to you,” Omimi says as Atsumu stares at you
“She’s literally taking up space! Like how is she going to even be helpful?” Atsumu says as you finally lose it
“Excuse me,” you say, a little anger and agitation now clear on your voice
Everyone 👉🏻👀
“Yes, I maybe a little shy and skittish at times but it’s extremely rude of you to judge someone you haven’t even been introduced to,” you say as the men all look at you
Kita is like mentally taking notes
Suna has his phone out and recording 📱
Riseki is like “who is this?”
“My name is Yn and I’m a first year. I might not be the best but I’m smart and I learn quickly. If I interrupted your practice, I apologize but I won’t stand here and be treated with disrespect,” you say as you bow and take your leave
Honestly Queen shit 👑
Oohhhh Kita and Riseki are BIG MAD
Kita doesn’t say anything, he just GLARES at Atsumu
Riseki turns and goes after you but not before giving Atsumu the death glare of a lifetime
Aran, Omimi and Akagi are ready to kill
Suna is still recording 📱
Ginjima has now joined the pack and is wondering what the heck is going on
And Osamu, well Osamu is 👀 👇🏻
“YOU TYRANNICAL PIGGGGG!” He shouts as he kicks Atsumu in the back
But this time, nobody stops him from beating up his brother
The team 👉🏻 😙🎶
Meanwhile-
“YN wait! Please wait- I’m so sorry about Atsumu!” Riseki says apologizing to you
“Riseki, I’m sorry but I can’t-,”
“Please Yn! PLEASE! Please just give us a shot! I promise, we will kick Atsumu off the team if we have to just please be our manager!” Riseki says, on his knees BEGGING
Dang these guys really want a manager 😅
You sign, “I’ll do a trial run if it means that much to you.”
Riseki 👉🏻😐😳🥹 really?!?
You smile and nod a little
Riseki pulls you in for a deep hug 🫂 as you simply blush
And this began your journey as Inarizaki’s sweet manager
I wish I could say it was all smooth sailing but alas, Atsumu is still on the team 🙄
You aren’t sure why but at first, he’s just not nice at all
Like he refuses to take a towel from you, or even drink the water you hand him
He kind of makes you miserable
He knows how shy you are so he often puts you on the spot just to embarrass you
“Hey Yn do you know what that was called?” He says as he slams a serve over
Omimi and Akagi 👉🏻🙄 here we go…
Kita 👉🏻 😐😑 Atsumu-
Osamu 👉🏻 just say the word Yn 🙎♂️🤛🏻
Suna 👉🏻👀📱
“Umm a serve ace right?” You shyly respond
“Well would you look at that, she can learn,” Atsumu laughs as he walks away
Everyone is GLARING at Sumu rn
Literally Riseki was not joking when he said they would kick him off the team Yn
Idk if you bruised his ego or what Yn but man’s has it out for you 😅
However, one thing about Atsumu is that you can win the man over
It’s simple really… 🙌🏻 praise 🙌🏻
And you do just that
“Sumu your sets are really off today!” Aran says as Atsumu glares at him
“Yeah dude you literally almost flubbed our quick,” Suna says as Atsumu rolls his eyes and walks away
He sits on the bench, putting a towel over his head as he ponders
He’s not sure what’s wrong with him today but he’s been off all day
You noticed something was off, thinking maybe he was just having a bad day
But then you realized that Atsumu Miya wasn’t use to having bad days
So you decide to extend an olive branch
You walk over the him as he sits on the bench
“YN wait!” Osamu tries to stop you but he can’t
Suna’s eyes widen in fear for your life as Kita gets ready to save you from certain destruction
You calmly sit beside Atsumu as he turns his head and glares at you
You smile a little and place your hand on his gently
The team 👉🏻😳😲
“Everyone has bad days Atsumu. If we didn’t have bad days, we’d never get better. I still think you’re an amazing setter and if you ever need a hug, I’m here for you,” you say as Atsumu’s eyes widen
Atsumu is to stunned to speak
Quick Suna take a picture!
Seriously he was so mean to you and yet, you were still so nice to him
You smile and stand up, walking back to practice when it happens 🫣
Two strong arms grasp you from behind as a warmth radiates around you
You smile a little, grabbing his arms and squeezing
“Thanks Yn,” Atsumu says as he lets go and walks back into the court
The entire team is too stunned to speak
You say nothing as you go back to your job, handling towels, volleyballs and notes
“Did that just happen?” Ginjima asks
“I think so? Is this a dream?” Omimi responds
“Holy crap Atsumu actually has a heart?” Suna says
“OF COURSE I HAVE A HEART YA IDIOT!” Atsumu screams from the court
“Not like anyone could every tell ya grinch!” Osamu responds
“EXCUSE YOU SIR?!? WE ALL HAVE BAD DAYS, IF WE DISNT HOW WOULD WE EVER GET BETTER!” Atsumu responds
“YN literally just told you that ya dummy!” Ginjima says, rolling his eyes 🙄
The guys go back to practice
This time, Atsumu is much more on point
You smile and clap as the boys all kill it in practice
You don’t cheer loud, simply clap and smile 😊
It’s literally giving them life Yn!
Now when it came time for tournaments, you can’t say you weren’t nervous
This was your first time around so many people
You were still pretty shy, even thought you’d become friends with the entire volleyball team
Literally they were so protective of their shy little manager 🥹
“Ok is everyone here?” Kita asks as you nod
You had been walking in back with Suna, making sure all the members stayed together
“Ok let’s go get warmed up!” Kita shouted as the guys all nodded and followed
You were walking when suddenly, your notebook fell and your papers scattered everywhere
“Crap!” You silently said as you kneeled down to pick them up
However what you failed to notice was that the team had continued to walk
You see where I’m going with this 👀
“Hey guys- oh no!” You said as you stood up, realizing there was every color of jersey surrounding you BUT black and white
You 👉🏻😐😳😢
“Ok Yn calm down, the team is somewhere,” you silently muttered to yourself as you wandered around giants
You felt like crying, scared and nervous because there were so many people around
You had to ask someone for help
Suddenly, you bumped into the back of someone
“I’m so sorry!” You said, tears in your eyes as she looked at you
“Oh it’s fine, hey are you ok?” She asked, gorgeous blue eyes watching you
You shook your head, eyes meeting hers
“Hey Kiyoko, I’ve got the bento boxes all sorted!” A blonde girl said, walking up to you
“What team do you work with?” The girl named Kiyoko asked
“I-I’m with Inarizaki,” you said as they both smiled
“Come with me and Yachi, we can take you to the gym,” Kiyoko said as Yachi stood beside you
“Thank you so much,” you say bashfully to the two pretty girls
Meanwhile…
“Ok Riseki, Ginjima can you help YN fill up the water bottles please?” Kita asks as they nod and look over to you
Only you’re not there 😅
They start looking all over for their precious bby
Please Ginjima even looks under his shoes incase he stepped on you 😭
“Umm Kita,” Riseki interrupts
“Yes,” Kita says looking at him
“YNs not here,” Riseki says as everyone stops
“What the hell? Where is she?” Kita says looking around everywhere for you
“Suna weren’t you walking with her?” Aran asks as Suna gulps
“She was with me just a a minute ago!” Suna says, now panicking too
“Oh my god and I was just starting to actually like her and you lost her?!?” Atsumu says as Osamu smacks the back of his head
Then they hear their opponents say something
“Has anyone seen Kiyoko and Yachi?” Their team captain says
“OH MY GOD WE HAVE A MANAGER KIDNAPPER!!!” Riseki yells as two of Karasunos memebers RUN from the gym
“We have to find Yn!” Aran shouts following them with the rest of the team
All that remains in the gym is Kita and Karasuno’s captain, Daichi
“We could just text them,” Daichi says as Kita nods
Back with you, you are enjoying talking with the two Karasuno managers
They both seem a little shy like you but they still manage a strong school
“The gym is just up this way-” Kiyoko says when you hear it
At first, it sounds like a stampede of elephants
Then you realize it’s just like 15 teenage boys racing toward you 😅
“YN OH MY GOD WE FOUND YOU!” Riseki says pulling you into a hug as your boys gather around you
“Are you hurt? Do you need help? Are you hungry?” Aran says panicking as you watch Kiyoko and Yachi fight off their team
You giggle a little, the boys taken a back
“I’m fine guys, I actually just made some friends!” You says smiling at Kiyoko and Yachi
Inarizaki rn 👉🏻😐😳🥹 our baby is growing up!
“Thanks Kiyoko and Yachi! I’ll see you in the gym!” You say, waving to the two girls as they follow you
You look over at Riseki and give him the biggest hug
Riseki rn 👉🏻😳
“Thanks for inviting me to be your team manager! Now let’s go kick some butt!” You say sweetly as the team stops
The team 👉🏻👁️💧👄💧👁️
No need to worry about the match Yn, I’m sure everything will be just fine 😌
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havduaha hello hi i think i'm inlove with you- anw i reaaaaaaalllyyyy love your writing. got me giggling and kicking feet fr hdjashaj soooo i just want to request somethin or whatnot just... dealer!ellie... whatever you want to do just make my dreams come true so i can pass away in peace (just kidding... or not) just gonna leave it here, again i think i'm really inlove with you HAJDHWJSHA BYE MWA
hiiii omgomgomg thank u!! i’m so happy u like my writing + you’re so sweet of course i will write dealer!ellie she is so chefs kiss 💋
beginners luck — dealer!ellie
tw// drug usage !! not smutty just flirty <3 more to come tho !!
• you and ellie were always seeing eachother around campus, or at parties where she’d be doing business. so much so, that the two of you would often laugh to eachother and chat at social gathering about how often you bumped into eachother. things were definitely a little flirty from your perspective, but you didn’t wanna read into it too much. so she’s not a total stranger — you just wouldn’t consider her a friend, and you wouldn’t wanna be stuck in the friendzone anyway.
• she’s always wondered why you’ve never tried to buy from her and then simply put it down to you seeming too innocent to wanna smoke and honestly she thinks it’s cute.
• that is until you can’t sleep one night, mind super frazzled from staring at a computer all day that you decide fuck it, now is the perfect time to start.
• so you march over to ellie’s dorm, and everyone knows where ellie’s dorm is because everyone buys weed from ellie. you didn’t think to change out of the tank top that’s just a little too tight and your cute pj pants, and before it’s too late you’re knocking on her door.
• she opens up pretty fast, and she looks like she just got back — wearing a carhartt jacket over her hoodie, her sneakers still on. she lets you in and honestly she’s surprised and confused as you’re the last person she expected to come knocking at 1AM.
• “i want to… erm, i’d like to buy a…weed.” you try and sound confident but you shrink down when she chuckles, stepping aside and letting you into her room. “i got plenty of those.” she replies as she pulls out a metal box and you don’t quite catch that she’s slightly making fun of your naively worded request.
• she lets you fish through all the pungent baggies with labels you don’t understand on them before you’re looking up at her with doe eyes and a shrug. “i don’t really know what i’m looking for here.” you admit defeatedly.
• “you never smoked before? like not even at a party or anything?” she doesn’t sound judgemental, more curious and you feel more comfortable to be truthful.
• “no, never. just struggling to sleep and i think it might help me.” you respond earnestly and she thinks for a moment, seeming to analyse you before taking the metal box and closing it, storing it away.
• “i don’t usually sell to beginners. they don’t know what they’re doing and then they go away and smoke more than they can handle and then come freaking out at my door saying i laced them or some shit, which i obviously did not. but… i dunno, you’re always nice to me when i see you, and plus i know what it’s like to not be able to sleep. so, i’m gonna help you out.” she ranted, digging through another one of her drawers before she stood back up, holding a smaller tin.
• “thank you, ellie. you’re a lifesaver. what is that?” you ask shyly with your eyes on the tin. she pries it open and nods towards her bed. “sit down.” she offers in a softer voice and you do, watching as she gathers her equipment. “it’s my personal stash. the good stuff, you know. you don’t smoke pretty girls out with the cheap shit i sell.” she chuckled like it was obvious, continuing to set up her little rolling station at her desk, perching on her chair. you flushed all over at her calling you pretty and smiled.
• she talks you through how to roll and prepare the blunt, and you’re trying to listen — you really are. but you’re both finding it hard to concentrate when she’s that hot and explaining things to you, and you’re showing her how good of a listener you can be by responding with small dreamy “mhm”’s to her instructions. you swing your legs as you stare at her, her fingers continuing to do the last bit of rolling and twisting of the pink rolling paper she let you select.
• “now the boring parts out the way…” she smiled as she stood up, flopping down on the bed next to you and pulling her lighter out her pocket before setting them down on the bed between you and shuffling out of her jacket. you felt your body heat up and the close proximity and you kicked off your slippers, crossing your legs and facing her.
• she placed the joint carefully between your lips, eyes flicking from your mouth to your eyes as if for permission before lighting it. “now inhale and you’re gonna hold it for a few seconds, alright?” her voice was calm and quiet and it eased your nerves slightly as you did what she said.
• she let you take a few more hits commending you with a “see? you’re a natural.” before taking her turn, inhaling with more confidence as she relaxed back against the wall beside her bed.
• the two of you get talking as you smoked, and you clicked instantly, talking about her day and then talking about yours and laughing together. you almost forgot what you were doing, as after a while it became second nature.
• the fogginess started to hit you as she was talking and you began giggling, eyes now pink and watering as you observed how pretty she was as she spoke. she trailed off, taking a drag of the blunt and you moved closer to her on the bed.
• “your freckles look like little stars.” you tried to widen your eyes so you could see more and she chuckled, tilting her her slightly to catch your eye.
• “you good? it’s hitting you huh?” her voice was laced with amusement as you bit your lip and nodded with an innocent grin. “does it feel good?” she asked, in reference to the high but the question made your eyes flutter anyways. “mhm.”
• the good feeling lasted for what felt like forever, but when she made you laugh at a stupid joke a little too hard you found that your heartbeat sped up just a little bit too much. you tried to play it cool, taking a deep breath as you flattened your back against the wall, staring at her bedsheets.
• she moved her head slightly, trying to catch your eye. “you in there?” she cooed, placing a hand on your shoulder.
• “yeah. m’okay just... focusing on breathing.” you breathe out, a little whiny and trying not to panic. ellie barely reacts, reaching under her bed and pulling out a water bottle from a multipack, opening it for you and handing it to you lidless. “you’re alright, just smoked a little more than you can take for now. just relax, ‘kay?”
• she pulled her laptop up and put some kind of animated comedy on the screen to distract you, and somehow you ended up with your head resting in her lap as the two of you watched, ellie smoking another to herself. you relaxed yourself, and the high felt good again. you rolled over to look up at her, watching her smoke as her beautiful features were lit up by the glow of the screen. her eyes were pink and glossy now too and the room was smokey. you noticed the sock over the smoke alarm on the ceiling just past her head in your eyeline and giggled, attracting her attention.
• “what you looking at?” she smiled down at you and you shrugged it off, instead choosing to play with the drawstrings on her hoodie.
• “how much?” you asked sweetly. “before i forget.”
• “how much what?” she stroked your hair back.
• “how much do i owe you for this premium experience.” you giggled. “can see why so many people buy from you now. y’must be popular with the ladies.”
• she chuckled, but in a modest and almost nervous way as she leant back more against the wall— taking the moment to really look at you as you stared back. the weed induced haze gave you the confidence to hold her gaze without looking away.
• “i guess a beginner wouldn’t know that pretty girls smoke for free.” she smirked and you bit your lip in girlish excitement at her calling you pretty again. “especially pretty girls that are extra pretty when they’re all giggly and smoked out with big pretty pink eyes.” her voice was smooth and your heart fluttered again, but in a good way this time.
• “i suppose you should be paying me then.” you joked quietly and she laughed, nodding. you sat up slowly, eye contact not breaking once and your faces close.
• “so… do you let all your beginners lay in your lap and smoke with you?” your eyes danced between hers and her eyes were heavy lidded, lazily staring at your lips before blinking up at your eyes, stubbing out the last of the roach into the ashtray.
• “first time for everything. figured i’d try it out on the cute girl i see around campus that i was too much of a pussy to talk to.” her voice was quiet, almost lusty and you licked your lips.
• “me?” you breathed out sweetly and she smiled again.
• “clever girl.” she praised, pulling you in to meet her lips.
i don’t rlly like this but hey ho i can’t be bothered to write it again :))))
#ellie williams headcanons#ellie williams x reader#ellie williams prompt#modern!ellie williams#ellie williams au#dealer!ellie
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Can I request that the reader is an actress and she jokingly said she had a crush on Jack in an interview then he slides in her dms bc he saw that she was filming in a location close to one of his shows in the UK and the reader is akdhdlslslsjsk and goes and she goes backstage and then after his show she invites him out to a late dinner or something and he eats more than dinner 🤭🤭🤭
miss Blanca it’s an honor to write for u again my bby 🙇🏽♀️🫶
also I forgot they were in the UK for a moment and have Jack driving in this, which we all know that man would probably die driving on the other side of the road - but for this, we pretend! :)
None of the people in my writings portray the actual people I write about! It’s all a work of fiction, I have no idea how they are/act irl.
Warnings: basically fluff!! w a side of smut :), just some good ol’ making out, and oral sex (f!receiving)
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“So who’ve you got your eye on then, hmm?” Amelia questioned you as you sat across from her a chicken shop in London.
“Wha- I don’t have an eye on any-“ you started to laugh, feeling the camera pan in on you.
“Don’t lie, you’ve got to! You’re the breakout star of the year with your new film, and have caught the eyes of everyone, let’s be real!” She said smiling.
“Harry Styles?”
“He’s a sweetheart, but no.”
“C’mon, Drake?”
“No!” You laughed loudly. “He’s my older brother. Nothing going on there.”
“How about Jack Harlow?” She pressed you in a loving fashion.
“Yeah, Jack Harlow.” You tried to keep your composure, playing it off as a joke even though you did think he was cute.
“I’ve got an in with him you know? He took me out on a date once, different chicken shop though. Nothing further though, my eyes are more focused on Idris Elba.” She jokes.
The interview finishes filming after while later after some more banter and questions; and Amelia approaches you after.
“You know I can set you two up if you want? I have his number.” She offered, whipping out her phone and giving you an encouraged look.
“No, no that’s really okay.” You motioned at her, heat slightly running to your cheeks. “I’d rather get at him myself; or him at me. Not anyone in between.” You told her.
“Oh he’ll absolutely slide into your DM’s after seeing that. He won’t be able to resist you.” She laughed, giving you a wink before going to talk to her producers.
Nah, he’ll ignore it. It’s whatever! You thought to yourself, trying to release the nerves of Jack possibly reaching out.
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The episode aired a few weeks later, and as you were getting ready for bed, you got a certain notification.
jackharlow wants to message you.
“Oh shit.” You said, eyes widening and sitting up in your bed. Immediately you called your best friend.
“Hey boo-boo, what’s up?” She answered the FaceTime snacking on a cookie.
“Yeah, so fuckin’ Jack Harlow just DMed me?”
“Bitch!-” She lept up out of her seat, pushing her face closer to the camera/ “What did he say?!” She yelled excitedly.
“I don’t know! I haven’t opened it yet.” You stared at your DMs, fidgeting with your nails.
“Bitch I swear if you don’t open it right the fuck now-“ she urged you.
“Wait, lemme just wait a few minutes, I don’t want him to see me see his message yet-“ you compromised with her as she rolled her eyes, but let you be. You finally decided to open it and see what he said.
He had sent the instagram post from Chicken Shop Date with a message.
jackharlow: 🙇♂️ it’s an honor to be crushed on by thee Y/N. But I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t been crushin’ on you for awhileee now tho.
“Oh god.” You mumbled in shock.
“What? What did he say?” Your best friend pressed you excitedly. You repeated his message out as she let out a squeal.
“AHHH I told you he’s into you too!! I see you girl, shiiiit lemme start with them manifestations you’re always doin’, I’m tryna get me some dick too.” She smirked at you.
You chewed at your lip before deciding on how to respond.
y/ninstagram: Oh really? 🤔 Amelia should’ve mentioned that when she tried to give me your number.
jackharlow: did you take it? 👀
y/ninstagram: nah, I like when people ask me out themselves.
jackharlow: good thing I asked her for your number. Can I call you right now?
You swallowed, hard.
“He wants to call me right now.” You told your friend.
“SHUT UP! Oh my god, okay BYE! Go make babies with that fine ass white man- call me after, love you boo.” She squealed before hanging up.
You looked as his message, and grinned to yourself as you hearted his message.
Soon enough, your phone rang, and your heart was beating out of your throat at this point. You took a small breath and exhaled before answering his FaceTime.
He was laid against some pillows, probably in his hotel room, wearing a blue zip up sweatsuit. His curls framed his face perfectly, and his teeth basically sparkled as he smiled at you.
“Hi Y/N, I’m Jack.” He said.
You rolled your eyes and laughed a little.
“I know. Hi Jack, how are you?” You asked.
“I’m good, better now.” He confidently responded. “And you?” He asked.
“I’m good.. a little tired from work, but good nonetheless. This was also a nice surprise.” You flirted back at him.
He smiled widely, and softly laughed. “Well I’m not gonna hold you up too long, beautiful. I just noticed you’re in London, and was wondering if you would like to come see my show on Friday? We could hang out after and have dinner if you’d like?” He asked in a charming tone.
“Yeah okay, that’d be really nice.” You agreed, biting your lip to hold back your excitement.
“Great. I’ll see you soon then mamas, sleep well.” He said before you said your goodbyes and hung up.
“Oh god.. what’d I just get myself into?” You shook your head, smiling to yourself in disbelief.
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It was now Friday, and Jack was almost done with his show. You had FaceTimed him all week before today, and as well as the two of you had hit it off; the sexual tension was almost unbearable. He had met you at the entrance and introduced you to everyone before the two of you hung out in the green room for a bit. The two of you bonded and flirted; playful comments and touches thrown here and there before it was time for Jack to perform. Something felt different about him; like the way he made you laugh, like genuinely laugh - not the fake laugh you used in interviews and when meeting upper business executives. Jack was caring and respectful, it was like you could see how soft his heart truly was, with every smile and witty comment with a glint in his eye - it was like you could see his heart glowing. He brought you backstage where you got to hang out with his friend Urban and a few others while Jack performed. You danced and sang along with everyone, and every once in a while, Jack would look over and smile brightly as he saw you having a good time.
“I can see why he likes you.” Urban said as he stood next to you, cheering his best friend on from the sidelines.
You turned to face him, a smile still on your face as you watched Jack perform from the corner of your eye.
“Yeah? Hope it stays that way, ‘cause I kinda like him too.” You admitted to the blonde.
“Oh no doubt. I haven’t heard him talk this much about a girl before; I can’t get him to shut up.” He laughed. “But I see why, now.” He turned to look at you, smiling. You blushed and lightly bit at your lips, looking over at Jack again.
“Don’t gas me up too much now Urban, I may end up with an ego like your friend.” You joked, laughing with him as he put a friendly arm around you, continuing to sing and rap along with you as Jack put on an energetic show.
He finally finished with First Class, and the crowd was roaring. He thanked the crowd and made his way to the side of the stage where you stood.
“Sooo... what’d ya think? Not too bad I hope, I know I forgot some of the lyrics, but I think it was salvageable, no?” He said coming up to you; his dazzling smile and the dimples that accompanied it making you swoon.
“You were incredible, they loved you! Pretty sure they didn’t wanna let you go so soon.” You told him, eyes still wide at his work ethic and charisma he brought with him on stage.
“Mmm, so kinda how I feel about you then?” He smoothly commented, blue eyes never leaving yours.
“You still got me, we have dinner remember?” You countered, giving him a wink.
“Of course, I could never forget. It’s all I’ve been thinking about this week.” He flashed another smile. “Let me just shower real quick, and then we can get going, yeah?” He said, and you nodded.
“I’ll be quick, I promise!” He yelled to you as he sprinted to his green room like his life depended on it, making you giggle.
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When he was ready, Jack told his team he wanted to take a car alone with you, and he guided you outside with him, holding your hand as the two of you talked about any and everything. He opened the door and helped you into the car before jogging over to the driver’s seat.
“So I realized I never asked you what you wanted to eat- M’sorry about that, but there’s Italian, Chinese, or maybe you want something authentic since we’re in England-” Jack started to nervously babble as he pulled out of the parking lot before he felt you kiss his cheek.
“No need to apologize Jack, I think it’s very cute that you wanna plan all of this out. But you must be tired no? D’ya wanna just go back to your hotel and order room service?”
“I’m not that tired, plus I’m tryna treat this amazing girl with what she deserves; the very best.” He said. “Unless you wanna do that? I’m down for whatever you want, really.” He answered honestly.
You gently kissed his hand that was intertwined with yours.
“You’re too sweet. But I’ve always been a low-key, take out at home kinda girl. You can save the fancy dates for later on.” You smiled at him.
“Room service it is then. Whatever my girl wants.” He grinned at you, changing course to his hotel.
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Jack basically ordered the entire menu, just so the two of you would have options, even though you told him it wasn’t necessary, he insisted.
The two of you ate and talked, sharing laughs and playful touches as some Netflix show played in the background; neither of you paying attention to it anymore. You were now sitting next to him, his arm slung around the back of the couch, yearning to feel his touch, but you could tell he was ever the gentleman, not wanting to push any boundaries, but at this point, you were desperate to feel him.
You turned you head and looked at him, and he did the same, meeting your eyes. You admired the golden, wispy, wiry tufts of facial hair that sculpted his face perfectly, his soft ringlet curls that made you want to lightly pull on them to see them spring back into place, his blue eyes - which were anything but cold, the slope of his nose, the freckled that adorned his cheeks; and finally, his pink lips that looked so soft and supple, you couldn’t hold back anymore.
You leant in and kissed him, with Jack kissing you back passionately.
“Fuck, I’ve wanted to that all night, all week really.” He breathed out after you pulled away.
“Me too, Harlow.” You giggled at him before he pulled you back in for another kiss.
What started out as innocent and mellow, the kiss diverged into a heated make-out session. You turned to straddle Jack as he helped you into his lap, his hands roaming your body, before he started to kiss your neck and down to your chest.
“Fuck, Jack-” you moaned out, his every touch electrifying you.
“S’it feel good, sweetheart?” He asked, like he wasn’t about to combust with you on his lap.
“So good.. really good,” you whimpered softly, starting to rut your hips into his, the friction from his jeans hitting against your clothed clit deliciously.
You tugged at his curls, earning a low groan from him, as you pulled his head up from your neck, devouring him in another heated kiss. Jack moaned into your mouth, his tongue finding yours as you continued to rock against him.
“Bed, Jack- bed, please baby.” You whispered to the curly haired boy.
“You sure? D-Don’t wanna make you feel like you gotta do anything-” He stuttered.
“Such a gentleman, Jack Harlow.” You smiled at him before lowering your lips to his, pressing a soft kiss to him.
“But, I want this, and by the strain I can feel through your pants, I’m pretty sure you want the same thing.” You whispered in his ear, making him shiver and groan.
“You’re gonna be the death of me Y/N, I swear.” Jack said before picking you up in his arms, making you squeal and giggle as he brought the two of you to his bed. He gently tossed you onto the white sheets, and kissed you, slowly grinding against you as he held your head in his hands intimately. After a few more minutes of soft gasps and groans, and groping eachother, you couldn’t take it anymore.
“Please Jack, fuck me.” You told him. He stopped momentarily, and let out a sigh of defeat. You froze. Maybe he didn’t want this? Had you misconstrued his signals? Was he not into it anymore?
“Get out of that pretty little head of yours. I want to, believe me I want to - god I can’t even believe I’m saying no to you right now-” He started, eyes boring into yours with a genuine warmth. “But I like you too much, I really don’t wanna fuck this up with you by going too fast, too soon.” He explained.
Your heart melted at his words, how the hell did this sweetheart of a man fall into your lap?
“Yeah, I get it.” You said. “We have plenty of time to get to that later on.” You agreed, despite your pussy scolding you for denying her what you could only imagine as ‘life changing dick’.
Jack smiled at you, relived you understood where he was coming from. He kissed you again, savoring the taste of you, the feeling of you on him.
“Buuut...” he started, leaving warm hot kisses along your neck. “That doesn’t mean we can’t have a lil’ fun.” Jack said as his hands began to run down your sides.
“Oh yeah?” You feigned obliviousness. “What’d you have in mind?” You asked.
“Just wanna make you feel good, s’that okay baby?” He asked, continuing to kiss you.
“Yes, more than okay.” You breathed out, his touch making your head spin.
“Just tell me to stop and I’ll stop, no questions asked.” He told you, squeezing your hand in reassurance.
Jack kissed down your neck, kissing between the valley of your clothed breasts, down to where the skin of your tummy peeked out - kissing right above your navel, and all over your pooch. His hands slid up the skirt you were wearing and you momentarily thanked god in your head that you decided against pants today. His fingertips reached the lace of your panties, and he pressed his thumb against your clit through your panties.
“Fuck- just like that, yeah.” You whined.
“So wet, shit-, this all for me?” He inquired
“Yes-, all for you Jack, just you.” You cried out as he continued to rub you through the thin material.
“Fuck Y/N, you have no idea what you do to me..” he groaned out, as he rutted his hips against the mattress, desperate for a little relief.
His fingers tucked into the waistband of your panties, and he looked at you to see if you had a change of heart. You smiled at him.
“Please Jack, make me feel good.” You bit your lip, pleading for him to make a move.”
“Your wish is my command, princess.”
Jack pulled your panties from your pussy, a string of arousal connecting between the two before it broke as he threw the black thong to the side.
Without warning, Jack dipped his head between your legs and began to eat you out.
“Fuck! Oh my god- yesyesyes-“ you cried out as he demolished your sweet pussy. His nose pressed on your clit with the perfect amount of pressure, rubbing against you as he pulled at your hips to nuzzle his face closer against your cunt.
“God you taste phenomenal, of course you fuckin’ do.” He laughed before taking your hands in his intertwining your fingers as he dove back into your pussy, face first.
Jack alternated between licking and tongue fucking you, and sucking and kissing your clit, driving you crazy at how fucking good he was at this.
You felt your core tighten, your release close. “G-gonna cum Jack, fuck don’t stop-“ you moaned, your hands squeezing his as you rutted your hips against his face. Jack let go of your hands and settled them on your hips with a firm grip. He groaned and the vibration from his throat sent you over the edge.
“Oh, shitshitshit, ah!” You cried out, your hands in his hair now, pulling on his curls as you rode your orgasm out. Jack kept sucking on your clit, overstimulating you until you pushed at his head.
You laid back in the sheets, sweat gleaming on your skin as a few strands of hair stuck to your forehead; and Jack was mesmerized at the sight. He couldn’t picture anything else more beautiful than your blissed out face- eyes screwed shut, lips puffy from your precious make-out sesh, and your skin gleaming so beautifully from the orgasm he just caused you to have.
He crawled up next to you as you recovered from your intense orgasm, kissing your lips a few times before planting a kiss on your forehead and bringing you into his arms.
“Fuck, you’re really good at that.” You finally broke the silence. Jack let out a hearty laugh as he pulled you closer to him.
“Thanks. I’ve been meaning to practice some more though be a little more selfless, ya know?” He joked.
“Well, anytime you’re in the spirit of giving again, don’t be afraid to hit my line.” You laughed into his neck.
“Trust me baby, you’ll be the first and only person I call.” He chuckled, bringing you into another sweet kiss.
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Not What It Looks Like Pt. 1
Request: Omg Lani, I’m so fucking high rn and I gots an idea. What about a ghostface Amber fic where she breaks into r’s house as ghostface. I kinda want it to be like in scream 1996 with Tatum where r goes: “don’t kill me Mr ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel.” But like ghostface/amber spares them for s*x in return. And then r finds out it’s Amber bc of the way ghostface is fucking them. ITS A LOT, I KNOW BUT I FEEL LIKE IM COOKING UP SOMETHING HERE- (anyway, I love your work ;3, keep doing yo shi bsf)
Pairing: Ghostface!Amber x fem!reader
Summary: Ghostface breaks into r’s apartment, fearing for her life, r would do anything to survive.
Warning: Ghostface, breaking in, red text color is ghostface talking, set in scream 5 but with certain characters added from scream 6🤓
A/n: okay Walter white, I see you cooking up something other than that weed :3 I love this request tho, istg I gotta get high more often to create ideas this good LMAO! No but seriously, this sounds amazing and thank you for asking me to write this! (Plus, I find it funny that you censored sex)
You were at your friend Tara’s dorm with the rest of your friend group, playing uno and getting drunk. You were sat down between Tara and your girlfriend Amber. She rested her hand on your thigh as she watched the game, sipping on her beer.
“Uno!” You raised your hands in the air as a sign in victory, the rest of the group groaning and slamming their cards down onto the wooden dining table.
As you cheered and gloated in front of everyone’s face, the news on the TV started blaring, the siren blaring in your ears.
“Breaking News: Blackmore University film student by the name of Jason Carvey was found brutally stabbed in his dorm. The mutilated body of his roommate, Gary Bruckner, has been found crammed inside the fridge. A bloody Ghostface mask was found on the scene, police ran a DNA test and concluded that the mask belonged to Billy Loomis,”
“The infamous Ghostface of Woodsboro,” You and the group finished the sentence in unison. After the Woodsboro attack, the group moved to New York to live a “normal life”
But it looks like the plans gone to shit.
Amber reached over for the remote and shut the TV off. When you looked at her, her expression was stone cold, her jaw clenched as she stared at the blank screen. You originally thought it was from shock, but there was something in the way her lips pursed too hard that made it seem odd.
“It’s probably not even Ghostface this time, just some random looking for a thrill.” Mindy said as she got up to grab another beer.
“I’m sorry, Catherine Obvious, but have you been here for the past year?” Chad waved his hand in front of Mindy’s face when she sat down. “It’s obviously him… they followed us.” He leaned back his chair, drumming his fingers on his arm.
The room was silent for a moment, everyone taking in the information that no one wanted to hear.
“We need to go.” Sam stared down in the middle of the table, her eyes burning holes into the colorful Uno cards.
“Psh, Sam, it’ll be fine. Don’t be dramatic.” Amber smirked as she wrapped her arm around your shoulder, her attitude completely different than what it was 10 seconds ago.
Sam threw a death-glance at Amber, about to cuss her out before Anika spoke up,
“Yeah, I think we’ll be fine. If anything, we have cute boy across the street to help us.” Anika smirked as Sam’s face grew a bright red, muttering something under her breath before beelining to her room.
“Well. I say we call it a night.” Chad said as he stretched his arms over his head.
Everyone agreed and collected their belongings while Mindy was (rightfully) the one to help clean up everything.
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Amber had her arm wrapped around your waist as she walked you back to your dorm. When you arrived, Amber softly kissed your cheek as her other hand traveled up your shoulder, her fingers digging into your skin.
“Be safe, y/n. I can’t handle another one of Sam’s hour-long speeches about sticking together.”
You softly chuckled as she swept a strand of hair from your face. “I’ll try. But if anything happens, I’ll call you. Goodnight, Amber.” You softly squeezed her arm before letting go, entering your dorm as you blew her a kiss.
You locked the door behind you, placing your phone and keys on the entryway table. You stretched your arms above your head, your muscles tense from the game and a pounding headache from the news and the amount of alcohol in your system.
You walked into your bedroom, taking off your shoes before grabbing a pair of pajamas and heading to the bathroom, your steps slow and relaxed.
The hot water of the shower rained down on you, your muscles relaxing from the aroma of the lavender bodywash that Amber bought for you. The soap suds ran down your curves, collecting at the foot of the shower before being washed away.
When you finished and wrapped yourself in a towel, you walked to the sink to brush your teeth. The spearmint toothpaste lingered in your mouth before being replaced with the strong taste of the cool mint mouthwash you spat out into the sink.
You put in a black bra and a pair of black panties before grabbing your pajamas. The blue cotton antic stuck to your damp body as you pulled the shirt over your head and stepped into the matching pants.
You threw your dirty clothes into the weaven laundry hamper, the bin rocking against the wall for a split second.
You sat down in front of your vanity, grabbing your brush and running it through the knots in your hair. The brush caught on one particularly big knot in your hair. As you struggled to brush it out, the landline that was sitting on your bedside table started ringing.
“Unknown Number”
The words flashed on the tiny screen as the ringing filled the room.
Once you brushed out the tangle, you reached over to press the “accept” button on the landline.
“Hello? Y/n speaking. ” You called out as you ran a hand through your hair.
“Hello? Is Maria there?” The voice on the other line was adenoidal and croaky.
Maria was your roommate who was currently out of town, visiting her parents.
“No, she’s not available. Might I ask who this is?”
“I’m Joey. I’m in her trig class” The caller cleared their throat.
“Oh yeah? Joey from trigonometry. How come I’ve never heard of you, Joey from trigonometry?” You smirked as you teased the poor person on the other line.
“You sound exactly like how she describes you.”
“She talks about me?
“I don’t think I can really talk about that.”
“What does she say about me?”
“She says that you’re creative. You love reading and TV and movies.”
“Lots of people love movies.”
“Yeah, but she says you love scary movies and that you guys have that in common.”
“She told me the other day, she wonders…” The voice trailed off for a moment before continuing.
“What’s your favorite scary movie?”
Your ear perked up as you faced the landline, the bright green color of the screen stared at you, blinking the numbers over and over again.
“Well, I really liked “X”. It’s great representation of the psycho-biddy genre.”
“Sounds kinda boring to me. Have you ever seen Stab?”
“Once, i think. At a sleepover when I was, like, 12.”
“You lived in Woodsboro when you were a kid and you don’t know Stab?”
Now that, caught your attention. No one exceopt for the rest of the group knew you were from Woodsboro. You picked up the phone, pulling it to your ear as you made your way back into the living room to grab your cell.
“How’d you know I lived in Woodsboro?”
The voice on the other line was replaced by heavy breathing and the sound of rummaging.
“This isn’t fucking funny, Amber.”
“I told you, this isn’t Amber. But you’re looking particularly fetching tonight. Those blue pajamas really fit you.”
“What do you want?” You grabbed your phone and pulled up the dial button, as you pressed in the 9 and 1, the voice boomed again.
“Stop right there, y/n. You call the cops, you die. You hang up the phone, you die. It’s not hard getting into your dorm. Especially when you leave your window unlocked.”
That’s when you felt the slight breeze behind you. As you turned around, you saw that the living room window was wide open, the wind flowing with the curtains.
You bolted to the window, slamming it shut and locking it. You ran into your room, locking the door behind you.
The voice came on the landline again, “Come on, y/n… Don’t be shy, come and find me…”
You searched every nook and cranny in your room, carefully making sure there was no sign of Ghostface here.
When you searched under your bed, you found a bloody Ghostface mask, more blood stuck to your hands the longer you held it… it was easy to recognize this one too…
Mickey Alteri
The 2nd Ghostface
“What the fu-,” was all you could manage to get out before you heard the doors of your closet adjacent to the bed, crashing open. A black-robed figure sprinting at you was the last thing you saw before being tackled to the ground by Ghostface. A knife was pressed against your throat from the person above you, the voice changer crackled with every heavy breath.
“Surprise, y/n.”
#amber freeman x reader#amber freeman#tara carpenter x reader#mikey madison#scream 5#scream franchise#scream movies#Spotify
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hey sweetheart :'3 I was wondering if you were taking request. If you are would you be open to do a Lucifer x little angel reader. I just love your little fic if these and I'm always looking for more if them. I think I've read them all tho. So my idea was that maybe Lucifer and reader could have a fight I'll let you decide why. Then reader decide to go hide from Lucy and our favorite god starts panicking and all. Over all just really cute stuff 😊😊💖 Thank you for reading and have a nice day bby💕
The Gardens
Lucifer Morningstars x Little!angel!reader
A/n: man i just hope this is half decent. Got a little motivated to write about this idea when I got the request which made me very excited! I rarely let us see when R isn’t regressed which is kinda the point? But I think insights like this are really fun to write! (May 6)
A/n pt 2.: finishing this July 21 at 3am, where did I go wrong? I’m so sorry I took so damn long it’s insane bc i don’t even notice time passing. I was looking back at my old fics and noticed I’m always writing R going to sleep? I love that cuz some of my friends actually call me “sleepy” because apparently I’m always tired. (I am)
Warnings: a little arguing, Lucifer says some hurtful things, not much else. Just some sweet fluff after the hurt.
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“Im the judge here. I alone decide the punishments and how souls will be handled. You might be my partner but you hold no power over me or hell. These are not your decisions to make or have a say on.” It was an angry spew of words. Lucifer doesn’t like having their authority challenged and you were the one person who could do that. For the first time, your own opinions were voiced in their work, and Lucifer didn’t seem willing to listen or like it at all.
Never in your time living in hell had you and Lucifer clashed about something so much.. it hurt, not to be ironic but it hurt like hell. Lucifer had never spoken to you in such a way. Never before had they used their intimidation tactics on you.
Lucifer being unnecessarily stubborn didn’t help at all, as they refused to actually listen to your opinion or swallow their pride and compromise. Or simply speak to you like an equal. Their words almost stung. “You have no power here.” That’s what they meant. And you couldn’t bear to listen anymore or even respond after that.
After a certain point you just gave up and walked away, leaving whatever they were about to spit back, in the dust, mid-sentence, and then ending up with a confused shocked expression. No one gets to just walk away from The Devil.
The worst part was that you wanted to run to them. As if words and a voice laced with venom hadn’t just been thrown in your face. As if they’d protect you even from their own self. They’ve always been your safe space, your comfort.. but you couldn’t, not today, not after your argument.
At first they were fine with you just walking away. They admit to being stubborn and hard to talk to.. everyone needs a little space to think sometimes, right? But then hours and more hours passed and you still refused to show.. it’s like you were hiding from them. There’s nothing Lucifer hated more than the thought of that. Did they really mess up that badly? That you, the most forgiving and lovely being they’ve ever met, simply refused them?
They couldn’t possibly leave it like that. Let you believe they think regularly of you, like you aren’t the most important being in their life, like you aren’t their special angel. So settling their pride aside accompanied with a bit of anxiety, they set out to find you.
You had gone to your safe space.. hiding away physically and mentally, letting your much calmer but also a lot sadder, little self take control.
Lucifer searched high and low for you, all around the palace, going as far as to actually ask for help looking. And thankfully it occurred in their mind that there was always one place you went when you seek comfort, and that was the little hidden gardens of the palace.
And there you were. Quietly sitting by their most recently planted flowers, daisies in fact. They always claimed those flowers suited you perfectly, not just the look, but the meaning. Which included purity, innocence, new beginnings, joy and cheerfulness. All things they saw in you. All things they loved about you. But of course there’s more, so much more that they love.
“My angel..” their voice was a complete contrast to their earlier attitude. Cautious as they approached you but still with a rush to have you close. Lucifer was unsure you’d ever forgive them, but there was no way you could possibly resent them, maybe you should have, but it wasn’t in your heart to reject them, so you let them approach without scurrying away.
Lucifer got down to your level, kneeling down on the floor and holding their hands out for you, which you immediately took, being pulled into a tight hug, their wings wrapping around you, effectively hiding you from the world just because they knew you loved it so much. They pressed a kiss to your forehead before hugging you close again. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, my sweet angel…”
Not knowing how to respond, you nodded just a little as you nuzzled close to their shoulder, basking in the warmth and comfort of their hug. “I should’ve never said that.. never. And I promise you I didn’t mean a single word of it. I’m.. I’m in no way excusing myself, and my awfully hurtful words- but I’m just not used to this, angel..”
You could understand that.. there’s no being of higher power here in hell, even in the universe actually, no one but them and the very God that created and banished them. They’re not used to being challenged or disagreed with, and ever the sinner they are also quite prideful, even as an angel. “I’ve done this alone for so long.. of course there’s other lords.. and Mazikeen. But not even they step in when it comes to my decisions, and when you did- I felt questioned. Which I recognize should be much more frequent than it is, but it’s a new thing, and I responded very wrongly to it.”
Not for a moment did the soft tone leave their voice, a mere whisper as they hugged you and refused to let go. They’d apologize for eternity if you so requested it. But even in your headspace you could appreciate them taking accountability, and recognizing that it was wrong. Not just that it caused a bad reaction from you. “I’m working on it, I promise. Your opinion does matter to me, In whatever situation, your voice matters to me.”
It hurt, of course it hurt. But Lucifer is always sincere in their word, and they were willing to work together, that’s all that mattered to you. So you quite adorably mumbled out a little, ‘I forgive’, as you rest your chin on their shoulder. And Lucifer couldn’t be happier. “Thank you, my sweet angel.. but also, you can’t hide away from me like that, tiny. You had me running all over the palace looking for you like a maniac!” They said in a more playfully, less serious tone as they chuckled.
“Let’s make a deal, yeah?.. if anything of the sort ever happens again, can I trust that you’ll be in your little room? Even if we’re a little upset at each other I always want to know that you’re safe. I understand needing a moment to decompress and think, that certainly helped me a lot today. But I’d just like to know you’re safe and that we can talk when we’re ready to, how does that sound?” You giggled as their voice took a more playful tone and you nodded, moving away a little to look at them, an adorable little smile painted on your face. “Deals!!” You said, rather excited despite the topic.
Of course you were aware that it was indeed quite possible to run into more arguments and disagreements like this, and even more that you’d slip. But knowing how much they care for you and love you, how much they worry and want you to be safe was quite reassuring that no matter what problems you ran into there wasn’t a thing you couldn’t surpass with just a little talking and cuddles.
They nodded, placing a soft kiss on your temple and deciding just then to take a moment and sit outside with you, which was rare, for reasons neither you or they could quite place. “It’s a deal then..” they replied with a soft tone, and you could hear their smile as they spoke. It was surprisingly quiet, oddly peaceful being out here with you. They scolded themselves for not doing this sooner and made a mental note for next times.
Of course your regression was still a secret and hell can be a dangerous place but the gardens are safe enough, specially with Lucifer and your hound friend who always stayed near. After a few moments, your voice interrupted their train of thought. “luci likes birdies?” The question seemingly came out of nowhere which made them chuckle a bit. “I do. What’s going on in that cute little mind of yours to ask me that, sweet one?” Their tone was obviously amused.
“No birdies in hell! Want one.. like morphi!” It seems your mind was running elsewhere, curiosity of things you always wanted to question but didn’t. “You could have one.. how about a dove? Just like you are my little dove.” Lucifer smiled and placed a little kiss on the tip of your nose, making you giggle and shy away. You were quick to nod and respond with a slight tone of awe. “Dovs pretty!”
“As are you!” Lucifer was never one to make spur of the moment decisions.. well- not at least until you came along. But how could they ever say no to you? The little angel wants a hound and a dove, so let’s get them a hound and a dove. Lucifer sighed, not in an upset manner nor exhaustion. More so in content, amused with themselves for being so susceptible to you. “Well then. Looks like my little dove is getting their own..”
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for the el au it would just be so cute bonding with ellen and jim like they are so supportive and are buying you everything, even tho they don’t need to, and always want to hold their first grand baby or watch her i just can’t
“oh god.” i furrow my brows at Jack's groan, momentarily taking my eyes off of the four month old in my arms to look at him.
“what?” my question is answered by a gesture, pointing his finger behind me towards the front door. i turn to look and can't help but smile at the grin that's on Ellen's face.
she steps through the front doorway of the lake house, arms burdened with a huge box.
“Jacky, go help your mother!” i scold him. my husband huffs, rolling his eyes as he stands from the couch and steps over to his mom, taking the box from her grasp.
“jeez, mom. what did you get now?” Jack asks, setting the box down on the living room floor.
“i got El a stationary activity center! i figured she could use it soon, so when i saw it i just had to get it!” she tells us. “it’s a baby jumper and then when she gets older, it turns into a play table!”
“mom.” Jack sighs, shaking his head. “you didn’t need to get this for her. i could’ve done it. i provide for my family, i promise.”
“i know you do, honey.” Ellen pats Jack’s shoulder. “but she’s my grand-baby! i wanna get her stuff too!”
“well, let’s see, you got her three new dresses on thursday, a tummy time mat on friday, a new sun hat and bathing suit and sandals on saturday, and now this.”
“ignore him!” i say. “we appreciate it, and i know El does too.”
before Ellen can speak again, Jim steps through the front door, arms full of bags.
“i think we cleared out the baby clothes section.” he chuckles, which makes Jack groan.
“not you too.” Jack whines. Jim just shrugs.
“i’m her grandpa, it’s my job to spoil her.”
Ellen scoops El from my lap just as Luke calls Jack out back, claiming needing help with starting a fire. Jack presses a kiss to my forehead before slipping out back with his brothers and friends.
Ellen, Jim and i sit in silence for a few moments, the only sounds being that of them entertaining El and cooing over her.
“i know i’ve probably said about a million times, but i’m about to make it a million and one; i can’t thank you enough for making this adorable angel. we love her so much.” Ellen’s words are so soft and gentle, making me smile.
“yeah, she is pretty adorable, isn’t she?” i laugh. “she gets it from her dad.”
Jim scrunches his nose at El in his lap as he nods.
“she looks so much like him, it’s kinda creepy.”
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Shy Couple .• ❤️
Summary ~ Hoshi and you are known for being a “shy couple”. But you both love each other so much the way you both are. Without the need of s*x or anything like that. But you both start realizing that expressing it more is just so lovely.
WARNINGS ⚠️ - mentions sex, kissing, alcohol, and that’s pretty much it. IT’S CUTE THO ❤️ not really revised, everything is fictional
a/n ~ I am in love with this one! I think my favorite one so far. Please let me know what you think. 💭
enjoy !
Y/n’s POV
The sweet aroma of coffee filled the air while I looked around the new coffee shop that had opened as my friends Breanna and Jia bragged about their boyfriends. Ugh, it was nice talking about our men but they would always flip things around and it ended in a conversation about Hoshi, my boyfriend and I. It wasn’t bad, but it was always about how we never showed affection towards each other, and part of it was true. We had not even kissed since we started dating almost 6 months ago. Hoshi wasn’t the clingy type of boyfriend and I wasn’t either, so I guess that was interesting to others. We cuddled and held hands when we were home alone, but it never ended “in bed” as Jia would call it.
“So Y/n! Has Hoshi made a move these past…days?” she asked teasingly, giggling with Breanna. I looked at them and rolled my eyes while taking a sip of my coffee.
“No, Jia, nothing spicy…” I whispered blushing. I wasn’t going to lie, talking about Hoshi with my friends was starting to make me curious about Hoshi’s “other side” but I wasn’t going to rush either, I think it made it more captivating. I saw Jia roll her eyes playfully before speaking.
“Oh come on! That man needs to show you love at least by kissing you…on the cheek!” she exclaimed, making people turn to look at us, making the blush on my cheeks grow. I widened my eyes at her signaling to shut the fuck up.
“Jia, we are both comfortable like this, and he does show me love. He gives me compliments and his sweet jokes and laughs…I don’t think I need to sleep with him to know if he loves me. In fact I think it will make our first time more romantic between the two…” I said, pushing a piece of hair behind my ear. Hearing Breanna giggling.
“Aw, that is so cute! Jia leaves little Y/n alone, I think Hoshi and her are such a cute couple… let’s say they are just an adorable shy couple” Breanna said, giving me a sweet smile and I returned the smile.
Hoshi’s POV
I was breathing heavily, adjusting the settings on the treadmill running faster, while a voice reached me, no other than Seungkwan.
“Hey guys! Looking good, keep going!” He said to Mingyu and Jun laughing, coming to me with a drink and some snacks, he was amazing at annoying us with delicious snacks while we worked out. He got on the treadmill next to me and chuckled. I glanced at him.
“I saw your girl at the coffee shop across the street,” he said, eating his snacks. I nodded my head. But it didn’t stop him from asking questions. I sighed and stopped the treadmill breathing heavily, drying the sweat on my neck with a towel.
“Yeah we’re meeting them after working out, Jun wants to meet his girl and I want to see mine” I said laughing softly thinking about Y/n. My eyes look at Seungkwan seeing how he made a face.
“Ew…lovebirds…” Seungkwan exclaimed as Jun came from behind me.
“That’s what you think Seungkwan, those two have not even kissed!” Jun exclaimed, making me elbow him.
“Yah! That is private okay!?” I said pouting before looking at them crossing my arms.
“Come on guys! I mean we are comfortable like that…and we show each other love in private…” I mumbled , looking away shyly.
“So it has happened? You know…you two have fu—” Mingyu started but I widened my eyes quickly, cutting him off.
“Hey! No! I…we haven’t…the thing is…well I don’t want to rush her and…I guess I’m shy?” I suggested shrugging my shoulders. Seungkwan crunched on some chips before widening his eyes and waving his hand up.
“Guys! I have an idea! Jun is having a party today! why don’t you try being lovey dovey with her there?” Seungkwan said happily as Jun chuckled, nodding, as the three of them looked at me.
“Oh shit! would you look at the time! The girls might be done by now…” I said looking at my watch getting out of the conversation into the shower rooms.
Y/n’s POV
The girls and I walked out of the coffee shop and walked towards the gym, enjoying the walk the boys were already coming towards us. Jia smiled widely and ran into Jun’s arms and she hugged him giving him a sweet kiss. I felt shy and went to Hoshi smiling.
“Hi love…how was the work out?” I asked him as we all started walking and Hoshi and I were at the very front. He giggled and looked at me, putting his hands in his pockets.
“It was good love, I think I’m getting better times in,” he said smiling “though it would have been better without Seungkwan,” he added playfully, making me laugh. As we glanced at the back, we saw Seungkwan talking with Mingyu.
“Oh…why baby?” I asked with a giggle. He sighed as he started to recall everything that had happened at the gym.
“He started a conversation about us…how we apparently don’t show affection or that we haven’t…you know,” he whispered, making sure only I heard. I was looking at him and we both blushed.
“Ah…what are the odds,” I said as he gave me a confused look. “the girls and I talked about the same thing…apparently they are curious when we’ll make a move” I whispered shyly, as he opened his mouth giving me a quiet “ah” understanding while I nodded slowly as I shrugged.
“But I told them we were happy like this…we aren’t the clingy couple but you make me happy and I love you…” I said smiling sweetly at him before looking ahead enjoying our walk slowly feeling something around my shoulders. I quickly looked at Hoshi. He had wrapped his arm around my shoulder. Not like it was the first, but it was the first in public. I noticed a slight blush on his face, starting to imagine the faces our friends might be making right now.
“Jun’s having a party tonight…do you want to go?” Hoshi said, beginning to act like a tough boyfriend making me giggle.
“Yeah sure!” I said happily. To be honest I was fine with not rushing anything but having him being like this in public did feel different and it made me happy.
-Hours Later -
Couple hours later, Hoshi and I entered Jun’s house and it was dark with colored lights bouncing around the room and there were more people than we expected. We widened our eyes and looked at each other, of course Jun had to over do it. I giggled softly and it was long before Jia came up to us.
“Oh you look beautiful Y/n! Can I borrow her for a sec Hoshi?” she questioned grabbing my hand looking at Hoshi who smiled and nodded watching us leaving before going to the voice in the kitchen.
“Girl! I think that dress is provoking him!” Jia said, wiggling her eyebrows at me. I blushed and glanced at Hoshi seeing him already staring at me and he quickly turned back to the conversation he was having.
“do you think so?…I didn’t think it would…cause a spark in him” I said giggling.
“Hm. Sure you did it on a purse huh? Wait…did he even say anything?” she asked impatiently for information. I laughed and shook my head.
“No, he just smiled and said I looked beautiful….” I said smiling and she rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest.
“no, my best friend needs more! He needs to appreciate you!” she said and glanced at Jun, who returned the nod. Suddenly the lights started moving slower and the music changed to a slower and romantic mood. I suddenly looked over at the commotion coming from the kitchen and see Seungkwan pushing Hoshi towards me, making me giggle. Jun was already dancing closely with Jia and the other couples around started getting together.
That’s when Hoshi was pushed on to me and I was laughing looking at Seungkwan.
“thank you Kwannie!” I said laughing as he made a proud face and went to the kitchen keeping a watch on Hoshi. I looked at Hoshi whose cheeks were burning red, I couldn’t tell if it was the blush or the alcohol the boys had already given him.
I gently took his hands slowly and placed them on my waist. Resting my hands on his arms slowly leaning in kissing his cheek.
“Love…” he started talking in full shock. “So it was true? Do you want me to express love more to you?” he asked quickly and I tilted my head slowly understanding.
“Did the boys say that to you? Hoshi I love you no matter what…but I wasn’t going to pressure you…I was waiting for you,” I said smiling as he threw his head back facepalming himself.
“god…love you should have told me…I mean…I think if you had let me be clingy with you…I think I would be one of the most clingiest boyfriends out there!” he yelled happily, making me giggle. I smiled and slowly took his face in my hands.
“hm I don’t mind my little tiger…” I said softly as he pulled me closer, giving me goosebumps. Our eyes stared at each other somehow communicating without words as he slowly leaned down pressing his soft lips on mine. Our lips moved gently and sweetly for a few seconds, nothing sloppy or fast it felt like it was just the two of us but little did we know we were now kissing in public.
I slowly pulled away and he rested his forehead on mine.
“you better get ready for my clingy side love” he warned me cutely burying his face in my neck.
“I’m willing to take that challenge” I responded playfully.
“Okay stop being lovey doveys! I’m third-wheeling here!” He heard Seungkwan yelling from the kitchen making us look at him and laugh as Hoshi held me from my waist against him.
“you annoying couples…” Seungkwan said playfully, rolling his eyes.
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a/n - I'm blushing omg! I really want to continue with shy Hoshi! 💕
Q. Who's your bias in Seventeen?
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Boo! April Fools!
A/N: I know I'm more than 2 weeks late shhh. Anyway, pranking Jing Yuan, Welt, Boothill and Dr. Ratio. Not proofread.
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Jing Yuan
You choose a very classic prank for this. All you needed was a piece of paper, some ink and something to stick it with
“Morning Jing Yuan.” You greet the general and hug him. He accepts your hug graciously but unbeknownst to him you stick a piece of paper to his back.
The rest of Jing Yuan’s day was…something.
“Good morning Jing Yuan.” “Rest well, Jing Yuan?” “Would you like some tea Jing Yuan?” Sure it all sounded like normal morning talk but…not a single person called him General. Not even Yanqing.
“Good morning Jing Yuan! Shall I start my training now?” Absurd. He’s close to losing it. I mean, he didn’t mind being called by his name but this…no…there was too much wrong with this.
When you reveal your schemes he’s very amused and gives you one of his signature hearty laughs. “I’m surprised everyone went along with it.” “They just wanted an excuse to see you confused since you’re always so calm and collected” “Ah….”
Welt
Now this was a very interesting case. Welt wasn’t someone easy to prank, besides, you hardly knew much about him.
One important tit bit you managed to bribe out of the trailblazer tho was his immense love for collectables, and that’s all the help you needed for your prank.
Welt takes his time surveying the cabins of the express for anything odd. It was a quiet day but it never hurt to be a little cautious, besides, he was bored so might as well.
On his way back to the main cabin he spots something amazing, a small trinket, so small that he almost missed it. Getting down on one knee he realizes that it’s a small keychain of some sort with a toy robot at one end.
The man really felt like it was his birthday, sure it could belong to someone else but, small joys like these were rare.
When he goes it pick it up however, it seemed to have been stuck to the ground
You take the opportunity to start filming him from out of sight, this was going to be hilarious!
Welt tugs on it once, twice then on the third try he rips it off the floor with little to no effort. You just stare at him flabbergasted, was the super glue that weak? No…that can’t be it
You decide not to confront him about the incident and delete any video evidence, Aeon knew what he’d do to you if he found out…
Boothill
What a carefree guy he was, but Boothill got annoyed very quickly so you had many options to screw with him.
That made it harder to pick however, but ultimately you decide on something very devious.
Sneaking into his room at knight you carefully connect your device to him via the usb port on his hip. After that it was only a matter of adding your code to the existing one and voila, done!
Unfortunately your luck ended there.
“What do mew think mew’re doing nya?”
…
“WHAT DID MEW DO TO MEOW?” He looks furious and you’re doing your best not to laugh but you have to physically bite down on your lips to stop yourself. “Stop purring and fix thisss!!” Yea you lost it.
You spend the rest of the day undoing your mess with the occasional cocky rhetoric from your cyborg friend. You’re gonna really miss this tho, he sounds so cute saying all those adorable cat puns. You swore sometimes he’d growl like a cat whenever you slacked off for a bit
Overall, extremely tedious to fix, but was it worth it? Very.
Dr. Ratio
Another tricky guy, you had to pull so many strings just to get everything ready so you hoped the payoff would be worth it.
You set up a small outing with Topaz, Aventurine and Ratio and go to meet up with them, so far only Topaz was there and Ratio joins you swiftly.
“Um…can we help you?” Topaz asks him. “Excuse me?” “Is there anything you need…?” “No? I’m here because you invited me.” You two give each other a very lost look.
“Sorry, do we know you?” Ratio looked like he was close to losing a few brain cells for sure. Luckily just then Aventurine arrived and Ratio visibly looked a little relaxed.
“Heyyy, who’s the new guy?” Yea no, he’s not relaxed anymore, the doctor looks like he’s about to blow a fuse.
“Is this some sort idiotic prank? I’m not interested in playing your stupid games-”
“Oh wait, I know you!” Topaz pipes up. “You’re Sunday right? Can’t believe I missed that signature blue hair.” The three of you share understanding nods between each other as if you had just uncovered some ancient truth. Out of the corner of your eye you swore you saw the doc’s eye twitch.
Luckily you and Topaz managed to slip out of there just as you hear Ratio’s brick book make contact with Aventurine’s head.
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Hallmark Holiday (e.munson x reader)
SYNOPSIS: You love holidays, especially Valentine’s Day, but Eddie thinks that Valentine’s Day is a made up holiday to increase chocolate, card, and flower sales.
REQUESTED: no (working on something really cute tho…)
WARNINGS: fluff, angst, really really tooth rotting fluffy ending, not proofread
PAIRINGS: Eddie Munson x Reader
WORD COUNT: 3.4k+
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A/N: To my yearly valentines, Happy Valentine’s Day!
“It’s Valentine’s Day soon,” Dustin Henderson says, putting his tray down on the lunch table. “What are your plans, gentlemen?”
“I’ll probably try giving Max some chocolates or flowers. I don’t know what she really likes,” Lucas replied. “I think a new cassette tape?”
“Hm,” Dustin nodded, and then looked at Mike for his input.
“I mean, my girlfriend is in California,” he shrugged. “I’ll probably send her a letter.”
Eddie listened in as everybody talked about their Valentine’s plans. Gareth was planning on asking someone out. Jeff was taking somebody to the movies.
“You’re all so lame,” Dustin groaned, taking a spoonful of his chocolate pudding. “I’m going to build a small radio system for my Suzie. It will play all her favorite songs all night long,”
“Turn around…look at what you see,” Lucas teased, earning a shove from Dustin.
“Is that even possible? She’ll probably get sick of you, dude,” Gareth chimed in.
“Not my Suzie-poo. She loves stuff like this. Radios, technology, and all that,” Dustin replied. “It will be perfect and I will be the best boyfriend ever,”
“Nope, not gonna happen,” Jeff chimed in. “Eddie here prides himself as the best one, hm?”
“You have a girlfriend?”
“Who’s your girlfriend?”
“Do we know her?”
Questions from his juniors floated around the air and Eddie chuckled.
“Yes, if you’re so curious,” he told them.
“But we’ve never seen her,” Gareth added. “We don’t even know her name,”
“Well, what are you doing for Valentine’s Day?” Dustin asked.
“Nothing,” Eddie shrugged, his eyes confused. “Valentine’s day is just a fake holiday Hallmark made up to increase sales,” Upon the disbelief on his friend’s faces, Eddie continued. “Besides, she’s not that kind of girl. She doesn’t like holidays.”
“I’m so excited for Valentines,” you gushed to Robin. “Eddie’s so sweet, I know he’ll do something. Obviously, I don’t expect something grand or whatever but you know, it would be nice to go to the movies or have a dinner date,”
Robin still couldn’t believe that one of her best friends was dating Eddie Munson. According to you, you met Eddie at work. You were busy shelving the latest-released books when he came up to you, asking for any stocks of The Lord of the Rings. You told him you’ll take him there and you did and then, he took you out on a date.
Being a reader, you were such a romantic at heart. You’d have no problem reading the day away as long as it was a romance book. Eddie would always groan but you knew that he never minded. In fact, you both loved to spend the day reading together in your room, in their trailer, or somewhere else. You loved big gestures and small gestures—you loved how romantic and silly Eddie is. He’d hold your hand at the mall and surprise you with flowers. You loved it all and Valentine’s Day, when every single mushy thing was allowed, was your favourite.
“Hm, I wonder what to get for Eddie,” you mused. “He’s been looking at this dice set that had a matching guitar pick. Should I get that? It has the detailing of his guitar,”
“That sounds nice,” Robin replied. “What are you getting for me? It’s galentines too, you know,”
“It’s a secret,” you said. Every year, on the fifteenth, you, Robin, and Nancy would hold what was called a “Galentines” when you spend the night over at home with chocolates and ice cream. You’d end the night with gifts for each other and it was another tradition that you looked forward to.
“Fine, fine,” Robin said. “Can’t believe I’m spending another Valentine’s Day single,”
“Or…you can ask a pretty girlie named Vickie,” you teased.
“Ugh, no! Vickie doesn’t like boobs,” Robin complained.
“But Steve said—“
“Steve doesn’t know anything!” she said. “Trust me. Vickie likes lots of things except boobs,”
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“Eddie!” you squealed, caught by surprise as you opened your car. You felt his familiar curls and warmth behind you, wrapped around you. He chuckled, kissing your head before detaching himself. “Are you coming along with me?”
“No,” he shook his head. “I saw you just as I was about to enter the building and decided to say hi,”
“Hi,” you greeted, smiling up at him.
“Hi, baby,” he replied, kissing your forehead. You raised your head higher, towards him and he chuckled before pecking your lips lightly. “Well, I gotta go. The boys are waiting for me,”
“Bye, Eddie!” you said. “I’ll call you later okay?”
“Yeah,” he said before running off, warmth flooding your chest. You couldn’t help it but you were sure that Eddie was going to surprise you for Valentine’s Day. It was your first Valentine’s together and it was so important for you to let him feel loved. The matching dice and pick was heavy in your purse and you drove off to the next store.
You arrived at a record store just outside of Hawkins. You had the manager, Piper, help you with a playlist you’ve carefully curated for Eddie. She sometimes accepted playlist commissions, personalising multiple playlists for people. You were lucky that you found her, she was very hands-on and passionate about music.
“Hey, kid,” she greeted, a smile on her face. “Here to get Eddie’s mixtape?”
“Yeah,” you nodded. Excitement showed itself on your face as she unwrapped a special cassette before you. On it was a sticker of Eddie’s Hellfire design stuck on the plastic. Instead of dice and flames, Piper opted for pink and red hearts—something that reminded her of you.
“Piper, this is so beautiful,” you gasped. On the back of the cassette was your name and Eddie’s. It was beautiful and you were so excited to see Eddie’s face light up. You paid her and left the store, going to the local supermarket to buy chocolates and candies for your boyfriend. You even bought heart-shaped chocolates and biscuits for Steve, Wayne, Mike, Dustin, Max, and Lucas. Robin and Nancy’s gifts were already tucked away separately in your home.
At home, you poured your entire time on cutting up hearts and wrapping the gifts in themed wrapping papers. You added a note on each of them, looking forward to giving them to your friends on Monday, Valentine’s Day.
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Monday comes and you smile at the plate of heart-shaped pancakes your mom made for you.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart,” she greeted, kissing the side of your head. “Dad and I are going to have a lovely dinner tonight. What are your plans with Eddie?” she asked before sitting beside you.
“I don’t know but I’m so excited. He’s been acting suspicious lately and I know it’s a surprise,” you said, telling her about the time when you saw Eddie rush to the mall.
“Whatever it is, I’m so excited to hear all about it!” she said. “Except for the parts I don’t want to know, of course.”
“Mom!” you groaned. “It’s nothing like that, I promise,”
“Okay, okay!” she laughed and you chuckled. Maybe the reason why you loved Valentine’s Day so much was because of how your parents celebrated it. Your mom always made heart-shaped pancakes with berry syrup in the morning. She and your dad would have a special Valentine’s day gift for you. It was always a great time when you watched them reveal their gifts for each other. A watch that your dad liked. A cooking class that they’ve been eyeing. It was always heartwarming and you knew that it was something you wanted to share with Eddie.
You were bummed because Eddie didn’t pick you up but it was fine. He didn’t have to do it all the time…it’s just that it was Valentine’s Day.
Walking in the school corridor, you smiled when Nancy linked her arms with yours.
“Happy Valentines!” she greeted. “Where to?”
“My locker! I’ll get some stuff for the next subjects. You?”
“Going with you,” she replied. “I wonder what Eddie has up on his sleeve for Valentine’s. How are you guys spending it?”
“I don’t know yet,” you told her. “He’s so secretive about it,”
“Really?” Nancy asked. “Maybe he has some big surprise for you! I’m so excited to see all of it,”
“You think so?”
“I know so,” she shrugged. “Eddie adores you. There’s nothing that man won’t do to make you happy,”
“How about you and Jonathan? How are you guys spending it?” you asked.
“I’ll call him later,” you heard her say.”But he sent a package of pictures that he collected over the years, some chocolates, and a sweet note! I’ll let you read them tomorrow,”
“Nancy! That’s so sweet,” you gushed. You stopped in front of your locker, bracing yourself for a letter that could fall when you opened it. You breathed as you unlocked it, shoulders falling when you found that it was empty. No roses, chocolates, or a sweet note. Come to think of it, Eddie didn’t wait for you by the door.
“Don’t worry,” Nancy said upon seeing your crestfallen expression. “I’m sure there’s something,”
“Y-yeah,”
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You watched as couples celebrated by surprising each other during lunch time. Eddie seemed to be determined to ignore you for the rest of the day but you brushed it off—maybe there’s a surprise.
Meanwhile, Eddie looked puzzled. In front of him, Dustin, Lucas, and Mike were all rushing to get wrapped gifts from their pockets.
“Dude! Your gift sucks,” Dustin snickered, seeing Mike’s crumpled gift paper.
“I didn’t have any space in my bag because some asshole asked me to keep his jersey because he forgot his bag,” Mike replied, scowling at Lucas who only seemed to shrug.
“Anyways, doesn’t she sit with Nancy?” Lucas asked, a box of chocolates tied with a pink ribbon in his hand. Dustin replied with the affirmative while Eddie looked at them, wondering who this girl is to receive such thoughtful gifts from his juniors. He continued to watch as the juniors ran towards Nancy Wheeler’s table; to you. He leaned in, trying to make out the conversation but he couldn’t.
“Hey, guys!” you greeted. Dustin, Lucas, and Mike all said hey, shy smiles on their faces. “Happy Valentine’s Day. I got you something.” You rummaged through your bag until you found three red boxes all with personalised names and messages. “Dustin, Lucas, and Mike…here you go,”
“Thank you!” Dustin beamed before giving his gift for you. The others did the same and you chuckled at their excitement. In Dustin’s box was a baseball hat in his favourite colorway, Lucas got a shirt that he could use for practice, while Mike got a cute polo for his next Californian trip. You heard more expressions of appreciation before they walked back to the Hellfire table. Your smile dropped when you saw Eddie frowning before turning away, looking at the kids’ best attempt to wrap their gifts.
“You’re really close with them,” one of your friends commented and you nodded.
“Yeah, well, I used to babysit them alot and we kind of just stayed friends,”
“You know her?” Eddie asked the trio when they sat back down.
“Yeah. She used to babysit us and Valentine’s kind of became a tradition,” Mike replied. “She makes sure we get things like these every year especially because we had no girlfriends back then,”
“Oh,” Eddie nodded, a soft smile on his face. “That’s nice of her,”
“Yeah. She gives these things to all of us. Robin, Nancy, Steve, Max, and everyone else,” Lucas added. “I don’t know. Somebody slipped that she has a boyfriend now so maybe she’ll get something big,”
Eddie scoffed. You weren’t like that…right?
-
The bell rings and students of Hawkins High fill the corridors. It was Valentine’s Day and there was love in the air. Couples were more affectionate than usual and everyone received flowers, chocolates, and everything else for the holiday…everyone except for you, it seemed.
You smiled when Eddie ran towards you in your meeting place, the benches by the woods.
“Hey,” he said, smiling at you before kissing your head.
“Hi, Eddie,” you greeted, a blush on your face.
“Why did you ask to meet here?”
“Well…it’s uh, Valentine’s Day and—“
“and we don’t celebrate it, right?” he asked.
“Oh,” you nodded, swallowing and slyly putting away the gift box you’ve been hiding from him. “W-we don’t?”
“I mean, we don’t celebrate holidays,”
“We do, though…” you replied weakly. Your heart dropped at Eddie’s teasing smile.
“Come on, princess. We don’t. We didn’t celebrate New Year’s Day or Christmas,” he countered before chuckling.
“We baked cookies on Christmas day and spent New Year’s Eve with the kids,” you offered. “But…um, anyways…I know we don’t celebrate holidays,” you replied bitterly. “but I thought it’d be nice to get something for my boyfriend,”
Eddie’s teasing smile drops when he hears the waver in your voice. You were trying so hard not to frown, blinking the tears away when you bent down and retrieved a red and black box from your bag.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Eddie,” you smiled weakly. You ran off with your bag before Eddie could even say anything. He was just dumbfounded. He groaned before plopping on the bench, opening the box and seeing everything you’ve gotten for him—a guitar pick, a dice set, a mixtape, and a note.
Happy first Valentine’s day, Eddie. I love you.
Your boyfriend ran a hand on his face. It was the first time you told him that you loved him and he tanked it because he thought you weren’t the type to celebrate Valentine’s. What stupid reason made him believe so? You baked cookies for Christmas and exchanged gifts but Eddie thought that it was obligatory. You spent the New Year’s Eve together but isn’t that what couples do? Wasn’t Valentine’s Day just a small holiday? A holiday that greeting cards made up to increase sales?
He felt stupid—of course you’d celebrate Valentine’s Day. It was going to be your first Valentine’s Day and you loved to celebrate things. Your first month anniversary, Eddie passing an exam…you loved to celebrate. So, why didn’t he think of celebrating this with you?
“Jesus Christ!”
-
“He said that we weren’t the type to celebrate Valentine’s day,” you told Nancy and Robin. As soon as you got home, you asked them if it would be okay to celebrate your Valentine’s together. They immediately agreed, bringing with them gifts, chocolates, and snacks.
“He’s so dumb,” Robin replied. “Sorry. I was the one who planted that he might have a big surprise for you,”
“It’s okay, Robs,” you assured her. “I just…it kind of sucks because I was really looking forward to spending more time with him but I’m really thankful that you guys agreed to celebrate a day early. I don’t want to spend Valentine’s alone,”
“It’s alright,” Nancy replied. “Jonathan and I already called each other. We have the whole night free,”
“Pizza and cheesy romcoms?” you asked them.
“Pizza and cheesy romcoms,” Robin replied. “Let’s watch the cheesiest ones! I brought some tapes from Family Video,”
-
It’s not like Eddie could call anybody else. Hellfire was doing something and he hoped—at least that Steve Harrington didn’t bring anyone to a Valentine’s Dinner.
“Pick up, pick up, pick up,” he mumbled as he listened to Harrington’s phone ring.
“Hello?”
“Steve!” he exclaimed.
“Huh, you’re not on a date?” Steve asked. He was confused. Didn’t he have a girlfriend?
“I wouldn’t be calling if I was!”
“Geez, sorry. Just wondering because you have a girlfriend and as far as I’m concerned, she’s really big on celebrations,” Steve explained.
“Look, sorry—I didn’t mean to be rude but can I come over?”
“Sure.”
-
“So you’re telling me, you didn’t get her anything or do anything?” Steve asked.
“Yeah, but I didn’t know she was the type to celebrate! I mean, I really thought that we only celebrated New Years and Christmas because it was an obligation since it’s such a big holiday,” he rambled. “I mean, I should’ve figured out that we’re supposed to celebrate it because it’s our first Valentine’s but I didn’t and now I feel terrible because she told me that she loves me and had this beautifully elaborate gift and I gave her nothing!”
“Hold on,” Steve said. “She told you she loved you? You’re fucked,”
“I know and I really love her and I don’t know if she’ll believe me because I gave her nothing!”
“Just…explain everything, man. I’m sure she’d understand,” Steve assured. “I mean, obviously you fucked up but if you’re honest and you explain everything, I’m sure it’d be fine,”
“You really think so?” Eddie asked. Steve nodded. It was amusing to see Eddie so worried. He never usually worries and it’s true that Eddie had never had a girlfriend before. He’s been on a few dates, sure but never a girlfriend. It was quite entertaining, to say the least—the metalhead falling head over heels for Hawkins’ Sweetheart.
-
The lights are on, but you're not home
Your mind is not your own…
“Jesus Christ, who’s playing songs in the morning?” Robin groaned, burying her head to the bed.
There's no doubt, you're in deep
Your throat is tight, you can't breathe
Another kiss is all you need
“Quit it!” Nancy added. “It’s like…five in the morning,”
Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough
You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love
You groaned before checking to see where the song came from. Who in their right mind would play a love song at eight o’clock? You groggily waddled your way to the window. The sound came from outside, that you were sure.
“Oh my god,” you gasped, altering Robin and Nancy.
“What? What?” Robin asked, sitting up.
“It’s Eddie,” you told them. “He’s outside!”
Your friends ran towards the window and sure enough, Hawkins’ Eddie Munson was outside, standing on your porch carrying a boombox.
“Oh my god,”
“Oh my god,”
A teddy bear hugging a red heart was sitting on a foldable chair. Eddie’s black van was adorned with red and pink balloons. A big “I love you bear-y much” sign could be seen leaning on the van.
You left your friends standing with their mouths wide open, running towards Eddie.
Eddie felt warmth on his cheeks when he saw Nancy and Robin but he didn’t care. He’s done worse things to get attention and this one would actually take the cake. His arms were wobbling but he didn’t care. He waited until you got out of your house, hair sticking out everywhere.
“Hi, Eddie,” you greeted, a shy smile on your face. Eddie puts the boombox down before smiling at you.
“Hello, princess,”
“What are you doing here?”
“Well, I wanted to apologize to you,” he said. “I’m sorry I didn’t celebrate Valentine’s with you yesterday. I, uh, didn’t know how to celebrate it and I didn’t know that you celebrated it. It’s all on me, though because it’s our first Valentine’s and we should’ve done something together and I just—I didn’t know. I’m really sorry,”
“Eddie—“
“Look! This teddy bear says I love you bear-y much and I love you bear-y much. I looked for the biggest bear I could find in Hawkins but if you don’t like the bear, I have these berries,” he stopped when he picked up a container of chocolate-coated strawberries that he and Steve made last night. “and it’s supposed to say that I love you berry much and I do love you. Please don’t break up with me. I promise to celebrate every holiday with you and make you feel important and special and—“
“Eddie! It’s okay,” you laughed. “You’re forgiven,”
“I’m really sorry I have these chocolates—wait, I am?”
“Yeah,” you nodded. “Just…talk to me about things next time, okay? If we’re unsure about something, let’s talk about it and find a common ground,”
“Okay,” he nodded. “That…that’s actually good. I’ll learn everything about you…how to treat you the best and stuff,”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,”
“Question—were you gonna camp out here if I didn’t go out?” you asked.
“Yeah but I’ll definitely have to put the stereo down at some point. My arms almost gave up. It’s a good thing I have my charm with me, huh?” he asked, taking a step closer.
“Yeah, really good thing,” you nodded, taking Eddie’s face and kissing him where you wanted to kiss him the most.
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More modern camboy thoughts 😔
Sigh
He’s such a “kitten” “sweetheart” “honey” “baby” “bunny” ass boyfriend and I’ll never get over it
I just started writing the fic plz stop this madness
But y/n sitting and waiting for him to be done with his cam in his living room and once he comes out a little sweaty in just his boxers she’s all pouty
And he kisses her head, moving along to the kitchen for a bottle of water “what’s the frown for?”
“You took too long and I missed you so much :(“
And she’s definitely a clingy girlfriend
Which she’s kind of insecure about because she doesn’t want to suffocate him, especially since they live right next to each other and sometimes she goes over there uninvited but that’s just because she misses him so much
And he never seems to mind
“You always seem to miss so much but I’m right here. I’ll always be right next door, baby”
And he’s so gentle with her ☹️ his thumb rubbing over her cheek while he places little kisses on her lips
“Do you want to come back in the room with me? I know you didn’t want to set out here and I didn’t think it would take that long. I’m sorry for leaving you out here for so long, baby.”
And he leads her back to his room and they lay in his bed, kissing until Eddie finally addressed the wet patch on her cute little panties he starts kissing down her body until he gets to the wet patch and he gives her a soft kiss there before pulling her panties down
“How are you already so wet, honey? I’ve hardly even touched you.”
“I’m sorry, Eddie. You know your kisses get me worked up”
He smiles wide at her “I know, baby. Never apologize.”
And he gives her the orgasm of a lifetime with just his mouth
And after he inches back up the bed and lays down next to her
“Jesus Eddie how do you do that?”
He just laughs and kisses her head
And she gets soooo shy anytime he kisses her, or calls her a cute pet name, and omg she can hardly make eye contact with him when he tells her that he loves her
And anytime it happens he can’t help but squeeze her in a big hug
“Come on, my dick was just inside of you and now you can’t even look at me when I kiss you on the cheek?”
Giving her the biggest hug and kissing over her cheeks after she looks away bashfully and mumbles “I love you too”
“You’re so cute, c’mon look me in the eye already”
“I promise I don’t bite, baby. No reason not to show me those pretty eyes”
AHHH I NEED HIM 😔
And he’s so eager to show her off to his friends because she’s the cutest, sweetest little thing and he knows that her and all of his little would get along great even if they are grumpy 17ish year olds (bc if they were 14/15 when Eddie was twenty they would be around 17 when Eddie is 23 and camboy Eddie is 23 so yk)
And they all get along until the boys start to hit on y/n, and even tho they are just young boys he still has to lay down the law and make sure they know y/n is all his
STOP BC CAMBOY EDDIE IS SOOO SOFT FOR HER LIKE UGH
He’s so the “have you drank water today, baby?” “When was the last time you ate anything, kitten? I can basically hear your stomach rumbling. You know you need to eat.” Boyfriend
LIKE UGH
And if she ever says anything bad about herself at all
He’s there to give her a smile and all the reassuring compliments and hugs and kisses that she needs
But he’s also stern with her
“Don’t talk to yourself like that. You wouldn’t talk to me like that so don’t treat yourself so poorly, sweetheart”
“Okay, now say five kind things about yourself”
And they are both so shamelessly head over heels
Always holding hands, always cuddling, always kissing, always talking about each other, when she’s about to sit down he just pats his lap for her to sit down even if there is a seat open for her 😔
Like y/n’s parent(s) are obsessed with him and Wayne absolutely loves y/n
So it really is such a perfect fit
Ugh and sometimes he will sneak into her apartment when they spent the night apart so he can come cuddle her in bed if he can’t sleep
And when he accidentally scares the shit out of her and wakes her up in a panic he softly laughs while pulling her into his chest and kissing her head “it’s just me, baby. It’s just Eddie, you’re fine. Remember you gave me a spare key?”
And she gets all whiny before he wraps her in his arms all tight and kisses her head and plays with her hair until she’s back to sleep
Which it only takes a few minutes and she’s out like a light
Okay those are kind of all the thoughts I have for him right now
Let me know if you have any
:)
#eddie munson#my post#modern!eddie#modern!eddie munson#camboy!eddie#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson smut#eddie munson headcanon#eddie munson fluff#eddie stranger things
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look down on me like that - 6 (explicit)
genre: slow burn enemies to lovers hatefucking coworkers au, smut (w some eventual angst)
pairing: yoongi x reader
summary: your asshole coworker min yoongi has made it his personal mission to ruin your life.
word count: 6.2k
contains: ~explicit sexual content~ !! alcohol mention, some mildly twisty conversations about consent/regretting sex (everything in this series is very consensual tho just wanna reiterate), teasing, dirty talk, VERY semi-public sex with risk of being heard/caught, fingering, lowkey fingerwarming, hold the moan, light choking, finger sucking, dumbification if you rly squint, protected sex (in the office... oop 👀), fucking against a door lmao 🙌🏻
A/N: sooooo excited to post this hehe 💜 i know this chap is a lil bit of a shorty but they can't all be 11k, and i'm trying to give y'all a mild refractory period before we launch into even more chaos 💀 AND SORRY NOT SORRY FOR THE CLIFFHANGER ENDING..... i promise i won't keep you hanging for long 😘
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chapter five | masterlist | chapter seven
~*~
“So… it’s been nearly a week,” Jimin prompts just as you tip your head back to take a long swig of your beer. The bratty tone in your best friend’s voice only encourages you to chug another swallow before you set the glass back down. He doesn’t even have to say the since you fucked your coworker part out loud.
Using the provided scissors and tongs, he starts to cut up the strips of pork belly laid flat on the grill between you. “When’s the wedding? Have you named your kids yet?”
“I can’t stand you,” you whine, torn between wanting to kick him under the table and wanting him to share the meat he’s been so carefully preparing. The aroma is making your mouth water as it sizzles on the hot surface.
You settle for fixing him with your best death glare.
Jimin shrugs, unbothered. “That’s fine. I just wanna know how you’re handling the fact that you are now officially sleeping with the enemy.”
“Aht aht. Slept with.” You raise a finger to correct him, using your other hand to maneuver your chopsticks to pick up a marinated cucumber and pop it into your mouth. “Past tense.”
Jimin purses his lips, looking unconvinced. “Is that so?”
“Are you kidding me?” You make a face. “It was a moment of weakness, and now it’s done. What would be the point in letting him have it again? In letting him win like that?” You wave a hand dismissively. “Absolutely not.”
“You are so dumb,” Jimin laughs as he starts to extoll pork onto your plate. “I cannot believe you found good dick and now you’re actively declining it. After how insane you nearly went? You think that won’t happen again?”
“I got it out of my system,” you say with a proud shake of your head, popping a piece of meat into your mouth. It’s so hot it nearly burns your tongue off, but the flavor is well worth it, and you continue with your mouth full. “And I’m good. Moving on with my life.”
Jimin hums like he doesn’t believe a damn word. “And how’s that gonna work out for you in a couple weeks, when you and Suga are in Los Angeles together, breathing that sweet American air? And sharing a hotel room that just so happens to only have one bed?”
With the pork belly successfully secured on your plate, you have no reason to hold back from kicking him this time. “You watch too much TV.”
“Speaking of!” He pauses with food halfway to his mouth, dropping it back onto his plate as he digs into his pocket for his phone. “My comps finally came in for the show I’m dancing in this weekend. I’m not even going to ask if you have plans because I already know the answer, so you better fucking be there.”
You pick up your phone to see his text come in, face scrunching up as you chew. “Two questions,” you prompt. “One, I fail to see what this has to do with watching TV. And two, why did you send me two tickets?”
Jimin rests his elbows on the table, fingers laced together under his chin, somewhere in between posing cutely and looking like he’s about to read you for filth.
“Out of the kindness of my heart, because I am such a good fucking friend, I am giving you a chance for a little Business Proposal moment. Bring your Suga, see what happens.” He shrugs a shoulder. “One concert could change everything, you know?”
You grind your teeth together and reach for your drink as he uses your favorite show against you, humming the theme tune under his breath. “I really hate you.”
“You love me.”
“Unfortunately. But I am not bringing Suga to your fucking concert,” you clarify, glass halfway to your mouth. “There is a world of difference between wanting to fuck someone and wanting to spend an evening with them.”
“So you do still want to fuck him,” Jimin presses his lips together and raises his eyebrows. “Very interesting.”
“Don’t make me leave you with the bill.” You roll your eyes and down the rest of your beer in one swig.
An hour later, you’ve eaten your body weight in grilled meats and have thrown back enough beers that the world blurs gently at the edges, vignetted, as you slip out onto the sidewalk and say goodnight to your best friend.
You’d managed to convince Jimin to meet at the place that’s just a few blocks from your apartment, and it’s not a terribly cold evening, all things considered. The alcohol certainly helps keep you warm as you make the short walk back home, the still-busy streets humming and blinking soft around you.
It takes a concentrated effort to use your phone without tripping in your current state, and you thumb slowly through your texts until you land on the concert tickets from Jimin. When his words echo again in your brain, you do your best to chase them off with a frustrated sigh.
It will be a cold day in hell before you voluntarily spend an evening with Yoongi, you tell yourself. But it’d be nice to go with someone.
You’re scrolling down your contact list and lifting the ringing phone to your ear before you can decide whether or not it’s a good idea.
After two rings, the line connects, and a voice answers. “Hello?”
“Hi, Jungkook.” You giggle a little despite yourself. You’ve never spoken to your coworker in any state of inebriation before, and once his name leaves your mouth, you realize you’re a little more fucked up than you bargained for. But it’s fine, you tell yourself. You’re fine.
“Hi— is everything okay?”
You double-blink, not expecting the check-in. “Yeah, no, everything’s great.” It only occurs to you now that maybe you’ve interrupted whatever his post-work plans might be. “Sorry, I— were you in the middle of something?”
He lets out a sheepish laugh, and you imagine that his cheeks are flushed pink, the way they sometimes get after boxing class. “Nothing important. I was brushing my dog’s teeth, actually. You just, uh, usually text—”
“Wait,” you fully interrupt him. “You have a dog?”
“I have three dogs,” he corrects, with another light laugh that’s almost musical. “My sons.”
“Jungkook!” You exclaim in mock-anger. “I am hurt and betrayed that you have kept this information from me!”
“I’m sorry!” He giggles back, clearly flustered. “It didn’t come up! I’ll send you some pictures, I promise. They’re very cute.”
“You better,” you huff. “And here I was getting ready to be nice to you.”
“Oh?” Jungkook sounds intrigued. There’s a soft shifting sound on the line, and you find yourself wondering if he’s laying down in bed, phone pressed to his cheek. The image makes your heart sink a little, and you shove the feeling away to process when you’re less tipsy. “How were you going to be nice?”
You pause for a moment to cross the street, letting your fake-hurt charade drop. “Well, my best friend is a dancer, and he was booked to perform in this concert that’s happening tomorrow night. He gave me a free ticket and an extra, and I was wondering, if you’re not doing anything… if you want to go with me?”
“Yeah, for sure!” You swear you can hear Jungkook’s smile light up the phone. “That sounds awesome.”
You linger at the front of your apartment building, phone tucked to your ear, watching cars and bicyclists roll by in the neon smear of the city at night. “Awesome,” you repeat back. “I’ll text you my address if you want to come pick me up after work?” A little bubble of excitement floats up and pops in your chest.
“I can definitely do that.”
~*~
“You need to fill all this out for the Grammy’s trip.”
The large stack of registration paperwork lands on Yoongi’s desk with a resounding thud, but he doesn’t so much as bat an eye. Though you’ve put on a brave face and moved back to your desk in the lobby after the happy hour incident, you’ve still avoided any alone time with the genius in his lab, as much as you can help it.
Today, it could not be helped. Especially given your need for a change in schedule.
“And I’m leaving early tonight.” You add, trying to feign confidence, just be direct and to the point. “I need you out of here at five, Yoongi.”
He grunts a noncommittal response, but doesn’t look up from the screen of his computer. His eyes are squinting slightly at the tracks on his mixing software. You wonder for a moment if maybe he needs glasses.
You furrow your brow as soon as you process the thought—what the fuck do you care about this man’s eyesight? You give your head a subtle shake in hopes of dislodging the idea.
Yoongi waves a hand silently, as if to imply you’re dismissed.
You really don’t know what makes you say it. “Jungkook and I are going to a concert.”
At this, Yoongi’s concentration seems to falter. He glances away from the screen, head tilting slightly to one side as he eyes you. “A date with Kookie, huh? Cute. I knew you two would get there eventually.”
You’re not sure what other conclusion you expected him to draw from the information, but suddenly your face is hot. You have to suppress the physical urge to squirm in frustration, to literally stomp your feet like a toddler.
“Can you just be normal?” You snap. “It’s not like that. Not everyone wants to fuck their coworkers all the time.”
He spins a quarter-circle in his chair to fully face you with an eyebrow raised. “Does Jungkook know it’s not like that?”
You stammer at being put on the spot. “I-I’m sure he does.”
Yoongi blinks lazily at you. “Uh huh.”
Rage flares up in your gut before you can stop it. “Jungkook is a nice guy. He’s not a boundary-crossing creep like you.” The words sting like acid as they leave your mouth.
Yoongi gets to his feet so quickly you barely have time to process it.
For every step he takes towards you, you take one towards the door of his lab, walking backwards. “You know,” he mutters darkly, “I liked your mouth a lot better when it was on my cock.”
Your back finds purchase against the closed door, and you swallow hard, refusing to show fear. “Well, remember it fondly, because I’m not making that mistake twice.”
Yoongi falls quiet for a moment, eyes searching yours. You’re a little surprised when he takes a step back. “Do you really feel like I violated a boundary?” His voice is flat, nearly monotone, when he asks the question.
You fumble for your words, for the truth; both are hard to find. “I-I don’t know.”
He surveys you with an expression you can’t decipher. “I gave you plenty of opportunity to say no. Do you feel like you were too drunk?”
“No. I mean, I consented. I’m not saying I didn’t. I just… we’re coworkers.”
“I’m aware. You called it a mistake. Do you regret it?”
“Do you?”
He huffs a dry laugh. “You keep acting like I’m not stating it plainly here. I would love to fuck you senseless again any time, sweetheart.” The pet name is biting. “I’d take you right up against this door, if you wanted. But not if you’re going to regret it.”
Your mind swims as you try to make sense of this conversation. “What if I don’t?”
Yoongi takes a single step closer to you. “Well, then I’d ask you when you want it again.”
The expression on his face, as if he’s won some smug game, is endlessly infuriating. You don’t want to give him the satisfaction. “And what makes you think I’ll just give it up again?”
He just keeps smirking, eyes locked on you. “You tell me. I’m the one asking permission here.”
You tilt your chin up towards Yoongi, suddenly very aware of how close he is to you. Something in you pulls taught as you recall your conversation in the bathroom after he nearly came in your mouth.
“If you want it so bad, then beg for it.” The words spark between your teeth as you say them.
There’s a glint in Yoongi’s eyes, and a muscle in his jaw jumps, as if he wasn’t expecting that response. Then he slowly starts to nod. “Is that what you want?”
You refuse to look away. “Did I stutter?”
His tongue darts out briefly to wet his lips, and then he laughs an exhale, a single indignant breath. Eye contact never faltering, you watch as he drops to his knees in front of you.
“Can I touch you?” He asks. The silence of the room hangs heavy between you, roaring in your ears like white noise. Yoongi blinks once, dark lashes fluttering. “Please?”
You feel some last mechanism of inner restraint shatter as you nod.
Yoongi’s touch is deliberate but, surprisingly, not rough. His palms meet the backs of your thighs and begin to slide up, encouraging you to pull your hips off the door and allow him room, your shoulders still pressed flush against the wood behind you.
His hands keep moving, slipping under the back of your dress with no hesitation, only stopping when he finds what he’s looking for: the band of your panties, which he hooks his thumbs under and swiftly pulls down your legs, leaving the lacy fabric to pool around your ankles. You shift to kick them off and suddenly realize your mouth has gone dry.
“Do I have to use my words?” Yoongi asks, voice low. His hands retrace their path back up your thighs, but he takes his time with it now. You hate the way your breath is starting to go shaky from his touch.
“What else would you use?”
“My tongue.”
Yoongi has pushed the hem of your dress up, his mouth devastatingly close to your center and his hands cupping your ass. He stares up at you, waiting patiently for a response, dark eyes brimming with want.
You’re still not even sure of your answer as you start to say it, but then a firm knock at the door cuts you off, loud enough to rattle your brain inside your skull. Ice floods your veins as your eyes go wide.
“Min Suga?” Jungkook’s voice calls from the other side.
Your breath hitches in your chest. This can’t be happening.
“Hey, JK,” Yoongi calls, not moving from where he’s knelt on the floor in front of you, both hands still firmly grabbing your ass. “Sorry, I’ve–” he glances pointedly up at you, and it takes everything you have not to slap him when he continues, “I’ve kinda got my hands full right now. What’s up?”
“No worries, you gave me the code, remember?” Your stomach twists violently as you hear the distinct beeping of Jungkook starting to type into the number pad.
You tear your gaze away from Yoongi to your lacy underwear, in plain sight, too far away that you can’t possibly retrieve them in the mere seconds you have to react.
Adrenaline surges through you, enough to make you lightheaded, to make your limbs go numb. There’s no time to do anything. You flatten yourself against the door as the handle starts to turn and the overwhelming urge to cry rushes up into your chest.
Yoongi seems to finally take the situation seriously, because in a flash, he’s on his feet, arms caging you in on either side to push firmly back against the door. His forearms peek out from under the short sleeves of his black t-shirt— you can see the defined muscles there flex and work, the way his veins bulge under his pale skin as he presses all his weight into the door with a look of real, concentrated effort.
Fuck. You’re not sure you’ve ever been simultaneously aroused and on the verge of tears before.
“Sorry, Jungkook,” Yoongi tries again, and you can hear him attempting to keep the strain out of his voice. “I’m, uh– redecorating a bit in here. I’ve got some stuff blocking the door right now. Can we just talk like this?”
“Oh yeah, sure, okay!” Jungkook answers brightly. You squeeze your eyes shut, desperately willing this nightmare to be over. While you’re pretty sure Jungkook won’t try the door again, an animalistic part of you is still too terrified to do anything, frozen in fear at what nearly just happened.
You’re only distantly aware of Jungkook babbling on about work. “I’ve got a few questions about upcoming release scheduling, so I can know what content we need to get ready. Can you talk me through the rest of Q1 real quick? Just so I know what’s coming when.”
A shiver runs through you at the feeling of a touch, so barely-there that at first you think you might be imagining it.
Your eyes flutter open to find one of Yoongi’s large hands pressed to your throat, delicate fingers splayed over the column of your neck.
It could be aggressive, but it’s not. Decidedly not. His touch is featherlight, and he applies no pressure to your windpipe. If anything, the gentle weight of his hand is oddly… comforting. A word you would never have thought to associate with Min fucking Yoongi before this moment.
The silver chain bracelet on his wrist winks in the soft purple glow of his studio lights, and you stare at it in a daze, entranced. You can feel your adrenaline high beginning to crash: the world feels muted, faded, far away.
“Go ahead, Jungkook,” Yoongi prompts, and you wonder if you’re imagining that his voice has softened just the slightest bit.
You drag your gaze up to him as he starts to talk through scheduling with Jungkook, his tone all business. He’s not looking at you, eyes instead fixed firmly on the door in front of him, occasionally rolling up to glance at the ceiling when he’s trying to recall something.
As your heart rate starts to settle, you take a moment to drink in Yoongi’s features unobserved. The line of his jaw. The slight furrow of his brow. His full, pink lips.
Your throat jumps when you swallow under his touch, and he doesn’t look down, but his hand begins to move. His palm stays heavy over the slope of your throat, but his fingers and thumb move smoothly, tracing faint patterns over your skin, stroking along the muscles of your neck and setting every last one of your nerve endings alight.
Your eyes are heavy-lidded with lust now, and your head tips back against the door, all thoughts blotted out at his touch. Fuck, it feels good.
A gasp slips past your lips when you feel Yoongi’s other hand brush over your leg, and you pray the door is thick enough that the sound doesn’t carry. He’s still talking through scheduling with Jungkook, answering questions as calmly as ever, as his whole palm comes to rest on one of your thighs below the hem of your dress, fingers just barely teasing under the fabric.
When Yoongi finally meets your gaze, his dark eyes pierce straight through you, as if to pin you to the door. He raises one eyebrow in a silent question, and the meaning is unmistakable: another request for permission.
Arousal rolls through you like a riptide, and you’re dragged under before you can even think to fight it. The dramatics of the previous close call linger— it feels like you’ll die if he doesn’t touch you right now. The fact that you shouldn’t be doing this only makes you want it more.
You don’t look away as you nod your consent.
You spread your legs to allow him room, hips tilting up, and Yoongi slips his hand under your dress to snake between your parted thighs. Fresh desire mixes with the cotton-numb fuzz of dwindling panic in your brain, the knowledge that Jungkook is still inches away from you and talking as Yoongi’s hand approaches your center. You have to bite down on your bottom lip at the first brush of contact.
Their conversation continues on, but you don’t process a word of it.
Yoongi traces two fingers gently over the lips of your cunt, teasing devastatingly close to your clit before moving down to circle at your entrance, where he slicks them in the wetness that has already started to pool there.
He keeps his movements so slow, his touch so light; your mind belatedly catches up to realize that anything more will surely start to elicit an audible sound.
You wonder if maybe this is it, if he’s just going to torture you, his fingers running through your folds in long strokes that have your core throbbing until you can’t take it anymore. And then he laughs a little at a comment Jungkook makes and uses the moment of sound coverage to deftly press those two fingers into you.
You bite down even harder on your lower lip in an attempt to stay quiet. Yoongi’s fingers push in to the hilt, long and thick enough to fill you up entirely. It’s all you can do to keep your breathing steady— the feeling of him inside of you jolts through you with every inhale.
Desperate for movement and nearly shaking with hypersensitivity, you clench your pussy around his fingers in a silent plea for more.
As if in response, the hand around your throat just barely tightens. You don’t know whether to read it as encouragement or a warning, but it makes your eyes flutter closed all the same.
His fingers begin to curl at a truly torturous pace, and then they press so firmly into your g-spot that your knees nearly buckle.
You’re hardly cognizant of the room around you anymore, or the wood of the door digging into your back; nothing else seems to matter in this moment except the weight of Yoongi’s fingers and the way your walls grip tightly around them.
Your eyes snap open again when his other hand suddenly leaves your throat. You feel exposed without it, but you shiver all over as the warmth of his palm trails along your collarbone before traveling down the slope of your body to settle at your waist.
As soon as that hand stills, the other pulls back from the heat of your cunt, and he brings his fingers up to brush over your bottom lip. His eyes roam hungrily over your face as he asks another silent question.
You open your mouth like a reflex, and you willingly let Yoongi pet the taste of you over your tongue. Your lips close around his fingers, and your gaze stays locked with his as you hollow your cheeks to suck diligently, swallowing down your own slickness.
With a heady groan, he withdraws, leaning forward to brace the same hand against the door just next to your head.
It occurs to you now that he’s no longer speaking, no longer afraid of making noise. Jungkook must have left– you can’t say when that happened.
The returning silence of the room pulses like a heartbeat. Yoongi is hovering over you, lips slightly parted, close enough that you can feel the heat of his breath, and you swear the distance between you is narrowing by the second.
“Nervous?” He murmurs, so quiet you easily could’ve imagined it.
“Fuck me.” Your voice comes out a little hoarse.
“Hmm?” Yoongi freezes where he is, sounding almost dazed when he hums the question. Just shy of your mouth but invitingly, dangerously close.
Your hands are already fumbling to undo the buckle of his belt. “I said fuck me, Yoongi,” you snap. “Up against this door. Before I change my mind.”
The corner of Yoongi’s mouth just barely pulls up. “God, you’re bossy,” he murmurs, but then his arm is no longer caging you against the door, and he makes quick work of getting his pants and boxers pushed down.
When he backs off, you draw in a breath that’s like coming up for air.
Your head reels a little when you see that he’s fully hard and starting to drip precum: you’re not sure when that happened, either. He retrieves a condom from his wallet and makes short work of tearing it open with his teeth.
The thought of his mouth so close to yours again is terrifying in a way you don’t have words for. Before he can step back towards you, you turn and press both hands flush with the door. You reach down briefly to hike the hem of your dress up over your hips.
It’s mildly humiliating to present yourself like this for him, exposed, back arched, your pussy aroused enough to slick your thighs and just waiting to be filled again. And yet, not unlike the risk of getting caught, the shame only makes it hotter, in some twisted way.
Yoongi braces one hand against the door, gripping your hip tightly with the other. You breathe in shallow gasps as his cock teases your entrance, and then he slowly starts to press into you.
“Shit, Yoongi,” you whine softly, overwhelmed by the feeling of him fucking you open. The stretch of him makes your eyes roll back in your head, just as perfect as you remember, and all you can do is take it. When he bottoms out, you do your best to bite back a moan, wiggling your ass to fully sheathe him inside of you, wanting every inch.
“Fuck,” he hisses. You whimper again in response.
“We still have to be pretty quiet— these walls aren’t that thick. Guess you can’t scream my name this time.” His voice is dark, sardonic, and you grit your teeth as you look at him over your shoulder.
“Will you shut up and fuck me?”
“Didn’t realize you were my manager,” he huffs, but then he starts to thrust, hard and fast, and you choke on a barely-suppressed noise. You arch up higher to push back on him, your body begging silently for it, your walls fluttering as the thick head of his cock drags over your g-spot again and again.
Yoongi’s hand on your hip shifts, fingers splaying over the soft flesh of your ass, digging in hard enough to bruise. You inhale sharply at the sweet sparks of pleasure-pain, already edged close and losing the fight to stay quiet.
“How does it feel?”
You’re surprised by the question, and even more so at the sincerity with which Yoongi seems to ask it, voice low in his throat and a little raw. You have to scramble to find words through the haze of your impending climax.
“I-it’s good,” you manage. His hips snap into you even harder and you gasp again. “Fuck, really good.”
He exhales a dark laugh. “Yeah, I can tell. You’re squeezing me so fucking tight, shit.”
Your head nearly smacks against the door from how forcefully his cock is now pounding into your tight heat. You roll your eyes– of course he wasn’t sincerely asking. You want to kick yourself for even entertaining the idea that Min Yoongi could be anything other than a selfish asshole.
Despite that fact, his rough, relentless thrusts are enough to leave you breathless, and the pleasure builds hot and fast in your core. Your head is spinning, and a shiver rips through you when you suddenly feel his breath over your neck, hear his voice in your ear.
“Gonna think about getting fucked like this on your date tonight?”
The stifled whine you let out and the way your pussy throbs around him betray any denial you could’ve tried to make. You look back over your shoulder at him, attempting to say something, anything, and then Yoongi’s hand slips down to circle your clit and you lose the ability to think coherently at all.
“Wanna feel you come on my cock,” Yoongi murmurs, and you swear your legs almost give out.
It’s just white-hot pleasure now, and you have to clamp a hand over your mouth and sob into it as your orgasm crests, your thighs shaking violently under his touch.
“Fuuuck,” Yoongi groans hoarsely as you start to pulse around him, over and over. His breathing comes in ragged gasps that match the pace of his hips as he keeps rutting into you, until he pushes all the way in with a last grunt of effort and you milk his release out with yours.
You slump forward, heart racing, and brace your forearms on the door to let your head loll between them. Yoongi stays stationary for a moment too, the hand on your hip absent-mindedly kneading into your skin, before he finally shifts and withdraws from your still-quivering cunt.
With a steadying exhale, you slowly right yourself on shaking legs while he steps away to deal with the condom.
Once your path is clear, you don’t wait around to suffer any small talk. You move to retrieve your panties off the floor and pull them back on with the last scrap of dignity you can manage. Then you shove your dress down over your hips and cross back to the door.
You leave without a second glance back at Yoongi.
When you emerge from the Genius Lab, you make an immediate beeline for the bathroom, which is thankfully empty. It’s only once you press your palms flat against the cool marble countertop of the sink that you feel like you can breathe again, and you have to make a conscious effort not to hyperventilate.
Your mind is racing as you take in your reflection in the mirror and attempt to put yourself back together, trying your best to look like you didn’t just get fucked against a door.
A door in the office. Because you are at work. Where you just had sex with a coworker you hate.
The realization of what you just did, how stupid you just were, hits you like a train. Fuck. You’re met with the overwhelming urge to scream at yourself. What is wrong with you? Your eyes roam over your own face, as if you might find the answer hidden there somewhere; your bottom lip is slightly swollen from how hard you were biting down on it.
Can you call something a mistake if you’ve voluntarily made it twice now– and while stone cold sober the second time, no less? And what if it’s a mistake you want to make again?
That can’t happen, you firmly tell your reflection. You won’t let Yoongi get a third strike on you, and you certainly won’t let him fuck up this job for you any more than he already has. He is now officially out of your system.
You gently smooth out your hair, and then you pause, fingertips lingering over the skin of your neck. You tilt your chin up slightly to get a good look in the mirror. There aren’t any visible marks, but you can’t quite shake the memory of Yoongi’s hand closed over your throat— the way everything in the world seemed to blink out of existence under his touch, if only for a moment.
It’s over, you tell yourself again. It has to be.
With a resigned sigh, you run your hands down over the front of your dress, then check the back to confirm there aren’t any weird stains. As much as you want to hide away in the bathroom for the rest of the day, you force yourself back out the door and down the hallway towards the lobby.
Your heart creeps into your throat as your footsteps bring you closer to the Genius Lab, and you forcefully tell yourself that it’s not a big deal. You’re just going to walk right by and head to your desk to proceed with the rest of your work day, thoroughly unbothered.
At this point you wonder why you’re even surprised when the door swings open and Yoongi practically runs into you. You jump out of his way, startled— and you are surprised to see that he has his bag slung over his shoulder and his dark sunglasses on.
“Just heading out,” Yoongi mutters, and your only answer is to keep your gaze fixed on your shoes when you brush past him and continue down the hall.
You’re sure he must be following after you, and you have to swallow the urge to interrogate him— ask why he’s leaving so early, where he’s going. You don’t care, you remind yourself. Not having him around is a good thing.
As you approach the office lobby, you glance up to see Jungkook walking towards you from the other direction. He holds up a hand in a lazy wave, and you come to a dead stop.
It’s the first time you’ve ever felt anything other than happy to see your coworker. Now panic rises in your chest, a wonder if maybe, somehow, he knows what happened on the other side of the Genius Lab door.
“I was just coming to find you,” he says as he crosses to meet you where the two hallways join and spill into the lobby.
You can tell from the look on his face that he means it. There’s no hidden agenda. Nothing to hold over your head. It’s enough to make you exhale a small laugh of relief.
“Well, you found me,” you say.
“Leaving already, Min Suga?” Jungkook’s gaze jumps to look behind you, and dread pools in your stomach. You couldn’t imagine a more mortifying exchange right now if you tried.
Yoongi doesn’t dignify Jungkook with a response, only hums noncommittally as he slips past the two of you and heads for the exit. Your stomach clenches as you wait to hear the doors open and close, praying there’s no sarcastic remark coming, praying he’ll just leave.
His hand presses flat against the glass, and then he turns over his shoulder, as if he’s just thought of something. “You kids have fun tonight,” he quips dryly. Then he pushes the door open and slips out into the hallway.
Jungkook looks a little lost. “Oh, uh, did you tell Suga that we–”
You roll your eyes. “Yeah, it sort of came up. When I said he needed to leave early.” Jungkook nods, and you’re eager to change the subject. “What did you want to ask me?”
“I realized we didn’t agree on a time for me to pick you up tonight. I was thinking seven, if that works?”
Your heart sinks a little in your chest as you take in Jungkook’s sweet smile, the expectant but patient look on his face, Baby-Star-Candy eyes blinking. Your earlier conversation with Yoongi echoes in your mind like a knife to the gut.
“Actually, JK, can I talk to you? About tonight?”
“Yeah, absolutely. Is everything okay?”
“Yes, yeah, I, uh– I just wanted to make sure you knew that…” You tense up as you prepare to deliver the blow. “This… isn’t a date. I was asking you as friends. That’s all.”
“Okay,” Jungkook says simply. His face betrays no hurt feelings.
You’re rambling, unable to believe it could be this easy. “I mean, I-I just… don’t think it’s a good idea, you know? For coworkers to date.” Or fuck, a snide voice in your head adds.
Jungkook nods. “No, I totally get it, but seriously, you don’t have to explain yourself to me. I really like being your friend.” He shrugs, as if that’s all there is to it. “So, I’ll pick you up at seven?”
Relief floods through you like a balm. “Seven sounds great.”
“Cool.” He’s already reaching into his back pocket for his phone. “Can I show you pictures of my dogs now?”
~*~
At 6:55, there’s a firm knock on your door, and you squeak as you dig through the bottom of your closet in search for the right pair of shoes.
You spent most of the last hour on FaceTime with Jimin, who did what a good best friend is meant to do: viciously tear apart nearly everything in your closet while bent forward in a straddle split, warming up for his performance.
The two of you had eventually (more or less) compromised on a black t-shirt dress with a denim jacket thrown over top. Though Jimin had derided the look as “basic”, you’ve decided you’re just fine with that.
You finally find what you're looking for, retrieving your white Air Force Ones and stumbling to pull them on your socked feet as you trip out of your room and towards the front door.
You lean down to tie the laces as quickly as you can, then flip back upright, blood rushing to your head so fast you feel a little faint. You’re not sure why your heart has started to pick up speed, but you let out an exhale as you reach for the door handle, hoping it might help offset these strange sudden nerves.
You turn the handle and swing the door open to greet Jungkook with a smile– and your jaw drops at the sight waiting for you on the other side.
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Congratulations for the event! May I request hcs of Leona and Floyd (seperated pls '^^) with a s/o who's significantly shorter than them but is still bold? Like their s/o is 150cm but doesn't give a shit and still annoys the hell out of them and threatens them even tho they don't stand a chance against them.
𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲'𝐬 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭
| Notes: Hi, dear!
This made me remember a Brazilian expression about short people that have little to no patience for things (the exact word for that doesn't translate to english). It’s like saying “oh, that angry shortie, right?” That’s the feeling I’m looking for here lol
And I changed Leona and Floyd’s nicknames just for the sake of adding a bit of personality to this reader, so instead of herbivore and shrimpy, we have “meerkat” and “flounder”. A-ha title reference just bc~
Thanks for the request <3 |
Leona Kingscholar, Floyd Leech x g!n short reader / headcanons / fluff & comedy / teasing / reader has 150cm and is feral / movies references / use of “you” pronouns
Cherry’s Harvesting event 🍒 Masterlist
Fighting High and Low
“Enjoying the Sun, little meerkat? Or am I doing a shadow for you?” You snorted at those words, turning to face Leona Kingscholar who was resting his arm on your head. But you wouldn't let him just take advantage of you like that. You elbowed his rib and stuck out your tongue. This was a typical scene for you two;
As Leona met you more and more throughout your early days in the NRC, he gradually became interested in you. Not only because of the situations you got into sometimes, but also because of the way you faced everything so bravely even though you are the height of a child. He thought you were a very special source of entertainment at first;
Teasing you has become one of the peaks of Leona's day. Studying could suck, being bothered by annoying herbivores even more so, but seeing your angry face and your attempts to fight back with him always improved his mood. Your courage — and a bit of senselessness — sets you apart from the rest and Leona gets to respect that;
That's why he nicknamed you “meerkat”. There is a little tale for children in Afterglow Savannah that the most clumsy of the meerkats managed to be friends with a large wild boar and was brave enough to find a safer place for his flock. They said he was kind of crazy and Leona remembered laughing a lot at this story when he was little;
When you nudge him out of your way, step on his foot, or call him an “furry electric pole”, Leona remembers this classic character from his land. Would you dare to throw yourself in front of a lion like him and say what you think, without being afraid to die? Absolutely. You already called him “lazy cat”, wringing a delicious laugh out of him;
And to your worst bad luck: you liked to see Leona laugh. Sometimes not laughing in a smug way, but genuinely. Because, as time went on, you came to realize that this is how he laughed during the provocations between you. His smile, wide but light, showed a joy never seen before. You once even literally tried to climb Leona to see his smile more closely;
Having a smaller height in relation to that multitude of jungle trees that you called colleagues was a problem at times, but you didn’t let yourself be felled by it. And there were other short guys full of rage and courage out there, so you didn't feel alone in your problems. You were one of the few people who made Leona pay attention to something and not necessarily annoy him in the process;
Before, when you were still really annoyed by his attitudes, you would pull him by the tail to get his attention. “I'm sorry, with my height, I can't reach your shoulder,” you'd comment, making a cute but mocking pout. To which Leona would lift you up by your arms and reply, “Now you have my attention, annoying meerkat.” But this was in the past;
Not that you have lost the ability to call him creatively. You literally jumped near him, managing to reach his shoulder and announce your presence. Leona would give you a little look, seeing your hands sliding down his arm without letting go, and grin. You two are a pretty weird pair;
No matter the situation or environment, Leona likes to lean on you and defend himself without concern from your punches to his torso and your kicks to his shin. You lose complete track of time or what people are talking about but it's so fun that it's worth it;
When you eventually confessed your feelings, it was time for your first kiss. You laughed, asking if the most dignified lion could squat down for you to reach him and in response, Leona held on by the waist, so that you ended up even taller than him. “Is the view from the pride rock beautiful?,” Leona asked. “Um, the Lion King over here is more.”
“Hey, little flounder… smooth? What's that face?” Why do light breezes always carry a tsunami with them? You sighed as you felt a big, tall presence leaning against you. Floyd Leech had another one of those big, toothy smiles on his face, his eyes staring at you with a mysterious glow. You tried to step on his foot and run from there;
From the very first moment, Floyd felt that you would be an interesting person to get along with. You must have been one of the shortest people he has ever met — in general, everyone is already short to him — but, there is something in your gaze and in your stubbornness to accept yourself as a prey in that ocean of dangers that awakens unexpected feelings in Floyd;
Therefore, he likes to observe you and talk with you, observing your reactions and the way you act. Floyd would joke that this is “tasting the food” but in reality, it's a very detailed study of you as a person. This is what helps Floyd in any quarrel. He knows exactly what to say or do to disarm you and hit your nerves just right;
Proportionally, you ended up getting his way of acting. At first, you responded to Floyd's taunts in the same way. When he asked where you were because he didn't see you, you said you were right below him, ready to punch his balls. You also have this thing where Floyd would lift you up by the collar and you'd try in vain to kick him in the stomach;
But, now more experienced, you found a way to cut Floyd’s animation before it stretched any further than it should. It was only when you started complimenting the fact that he was tall that everything would lose its grace. However, sometimes you would give such an ironic and backhanded compliment that a smile would quickly return to Floyd's face. Did you really think you would get rid of him so easily?;
Your affectionate nickname as “flounder” is a joke about the favorite type of fish of a famous mermaid in the Coral Sea. She was friends with an especially fearful flounder, but at the right moments, he swallowed his fears and even managed to hit an eel with his tail. Floyd can see these same characteristics in you;
It makes Floyd even imagine what you would be like if you were underwater because his original form of eel is immense and if you were really a flounder — or a shrimp, whatever — you would remain a cute little thing that he would like to bite and tease. And you would have the same amusing folly of trying to hit him with your short tail;
Certain times, when you were in a bad mood and Floyd appeared, you would run up to him to hang yourself in his arms as if he was a large tree branch at your disposal. Floyd didn't care because it was kind of funny. “Do you think my arm is a plank?,” he laughed. “Forgive me for stealing the joke, but honestly, I'm short-tempered today,” you'd reply, frowning;
Without you two being able to stop it, something else came up between you. The pranks and jokes were getting less serious and ended up becoming a cool dynamic banter. Floyd liked to mess your hair up and give your head a strong caress, which you responded to by holding his back tight and sometimes climbing on him like he was your seahorse. Imagine the chaos in the hallways;
Falling in love with a tall person has its advantages. Floyd also sees this in your case as well. With you next to him, he could just hold you in front of someone and let your cute little face melt the person's heart. To which he ends up blurting out that this effect would be short-lived because you’re a little gremlin — as if he weren’t some ninety-one foot tall Godzilla;
When you had called Floyd to go in the yard that day, he thought it was funny that you had climbed up on the bench and stared at him from up there. “Will you try to dive on me, little flounder?,” he asked, amused and curious. “Only if I'm going to kiss you, stupid!” And it was in that moment that Floyd was sure you were the one.
#twisted wonderland#leona kingscholar#leona kingscholar x reader#floyd leech#floyd leech x reader#twst x reader#twst imagines#twst headcanons#twst fluff#cherry's writing#cherry's harvesting
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Being Seijoh’s Manager:
Confessing to Shinji Watari
Shinji Watari featuring Seijoh x Fem! Reader (she/her pronouns)
Warnings: swearing (?), fluff
AN: this is a request from 🦢 anon! I changed it up a little to confessing instead of dating 😌 I hope this is acceptable!
Liberos are so underrated in HQ
There I said it, don’t come for me 🤚🏻
And just look at this cutie!!
The man who inspired Noya to learn to jump set from the back row
Honestly the G.O.A.T.
Also, he just oozes respect juice
He has so much respect for his upperclassmen and I know he drinks women respect juice like water!
Anyways, Seijoh had been thinking of getting a manager since FINALLY Oikawa would be retiring from the team 🙄
As much as an asset he was, he was the #1 reason they couldn’t have nice things
Needless to say, the second and first years were hard at work, scouring far and wide for a manager
Now, you knew of Seijoh’s infamous volleyball team
You also knew of loserkawa because all of your friends had crushes on him
Seriously… y tho?
But not you, you didn’t really find Oikawa to be your type
Instead you found interest in someone else 👀
A certain short haired, blue eyed angel
You were in a few classes with Shinji and knew he was on the volleyball team
But he honestly never seemed to notice you
He was pretty popular and he talked with everyone
But you ☹️
It honestly kind of hurt your feelings
But you see, the reason he wasn’t talking to you wasn’t because he didn’t like you
Oh no no no
In fact, it was the opposite
Man had the BIGGEST crush on you!
Literally, he watched you from afar way more times than he’d care to admit
You were so cute and fun
He adored your smile and how friendly you were to everyone
So when Seijoh found themselves in need of a manager…
Well let’s just say that a certain SOMEONE noticed your mutual pinning with Watari
A certain replacement setter 🙃 who was kind of annoying but like also way less annoying than Oikawa
Yahaba thought you would be the perfect addition to Seijoh’s team
You were smart, calm, fun and most importantly, cute 🥰
Which is why he asked you to be Seijohs’s manager, right in front of Watari
Man’s knew what he was doing
“Hey YN!” Yahaba shouted as Watari watched, confused as Yahaba ran up to you, “I was wondering if you’d be interested in being Seijoh’s manager?”
You looked at Yahaba and then your eyes drifted to Watari, who looked heckin mad that Yahaba was even talking to you
“Umm well I umm don’t know much about volleyball,” you shyly said
“Let me ask you, do you have a crush on Oikawa?” Yahaba asked as Watari glared at him from behind and you gasped
“WHAT NO!” You shouted
“Ok then you need no prior experience! Watari will walk you to practice tonight! See you there Yn!” Yahaba said running away quickly
Please he thinks he’s SO smooth 😅
Watari and you rn 👉🏻👁️👄👁️
After class, Watari nervously awaits you
You come out, smiling shyly as he greets you, walking you to the gym
“I’m glad you agreed to be our manager Yn,” he said, blushing
You practically die because he’s so freaking cute 😩
In the gym, you are greeted by Yahaba, Kyotani, Kindaichi and Kunimi
They are all extremely respectful and so happy your here
But then you hear it
The voice to break all sound barriers
Because guess who’s still on the team 🙄
“Oh my goodness is that Yn-Chan!” Oikawa screeches
The younger guys 👉🏻😐 please don’t leave us Yn we promise he’s leaving
“Hello annoying-kawa,” you responded
Please the rest of the guys are so freaking happy 😌
Despite the setback of having to deal with Oiks, you decide to take the manager position
Mostly because you get to be close to your crush 😻
You come to live and adore your team
Yahaba turns out to be a solid leader
Kyotani is quiet but super respectful
Kindaichi and Kunimi are both just happy you exist
And Watari, well he’s flustered like 98% of the time
You look so pretty in your managers uniform 🥹
You are super helpful to all the guys and always there when they need you
Watari has gotten more comfortable talking with you and vice versa
He helps you with water bottles and hanging nets
He helps you learn the game, rules and each position
Heck he even walks you home at night 🥰
Literally the sweetest boy
You’ve done well handling Oikawa
It’s the last few months before the third years finally leave so thankfully, only a little bit more time Yn 🙌🏻
Oikawa is always Oikawa meaning he loves attention
And Watari really gets annoying by this
He respects Oikawa but Oikawa is pushing it at this point
And both Yahaba and Kyotani notice his shift 👀
One night, when the second tears are tearing down the gym, Yahaba decides to bring it up
“When are you gonna confess to Yn?” He says as Watari stops and looks at him
Please his face turns bright red
“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Watari responds
Yahaba 👉🏻mmhmm 😐😑
“It’s pretty obvious you like Yn,” Kyotani adds
Jesus does everyone know?!?
“She’s not interested in me, why would she be?” Watari responds as he finishes gathering the balls
Apparently all boys are oblivious because you are definitely interested Yn
And thankfully, we have an embarrassing Oikawa moment to make that VERY clear
“Yoo-hoo YN Chan!” An agitating grating voice fills the gym
You 👉🏻😐🙄 yes Oikawa
The entire team is gearing up for a practice match
Watari is helping you set up chairs as well as fill water bottles
“You know, I’m retiring soon and I think it’s time you grant your setter a date,” Oikawa chimes
Oof Watari is PISSED 😅
But you, our calm queen, remain neutral
“But I don’t even like you Oikawa,” you say as everyone dies of laughter
“Shittykawa leave Yn alone!” Iwa shouts as Mattsun and Makki back him up
“YN come on! How often is it that you get to go on a date with someone like me?!?” Oikawa shouts
“Sorry Oikawa but I like someone else,” you say as Oikawa reels
Watari deflated a little because of course you like someone else, you are gorgeous and smart and funny
What guy wouldn’t want to date you?!?
“Someone better than me Yn?!?” Oikawa continues
“Miles better,” you respond
“Who?!” Oikawa asks
“Shittykawa I swear to god- if you don’t leave Yn alone!” Iwa says before you interrupt
“I like Shinji,” you say, smiling at him and walking away
Watari 👉🏻😐😳😀 whet-
Yahaba and Kyotani 👉🏻😮😮
Mattsun and Makki 👉🏻😳
Oikawa 👉🏻👁️👄👁️
“Wait a second, you like Watari?!?” Oikawa screams
You 👉🏻😐 that’s what I said-
Please Yn, Watari is too stunned to speech
Watari.exe has stopped functioning
Thankfully Yahaba is there to help 😌
“You idiot! Confess!” He yells at the Libero
“I LIKE YOU TOO YN!” Watari screams
Talk about an awkward gym experience imma right 😅
“Well than settles it!” Yahaba says as he continues to get the gym ready
Please everyone’s like, “we really just gonna move on from this huh?”
You smile at Watari as he walks over to you and grabs your hands
“YN, would you go out with me?” He asks
Me rn 👉🏻🥹🥹🥹 you better say yes YN istg-
“Of course I will!” You say, kissing his cheek as he blushes
Everyone 👉🏻🥹🤧
Oikawa 👉🏻👁️👄👁️ what the hell?!?
“Shittykawa I warned you!” Iwa shouts before belting Oiks in the back of the head with a volleyball
But you and Watari pay no mind 🥰
#haikyuu!!#haikyu!#haikyū!!#haikyu x you#haikyuu#haikyu#seijoh#seijoh x reader#aoba johsai#hq Seijoh#hq aoba johsai#watari shinji#Watari Shinji x reader#Watari Shinji x female reader#female reader#x female reader#Watari Shinji x yn#Watari Shinji x you#oikawa toru#iwaizumi hajime#hanamaki takahiro#matsukawa issei#kunimi akira#kindaichi yūtarō#yahaba shigeru#kyotani kentaro#Seijoh hcs#haikyu seijoh#hq watari#hq oikawa
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The Raven and Dexter one was sooo cute! Would you mind doing a smutty one between them?
Soo soo sorry for the wait!! But please understand I’m only one girl 😭
But anyway I hope you enjoy your smut and I hope you enjoy what I wrote
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Raven felt weird.
She didn’t why but every time she’d look at Dexter she just that this urge to go kiss the life out of him. It was strange because even tho they’d been dating for a few months now she’d never had this urge before.
It was so intens that she had opted to avoiding Dexter as much as possible while trying, and failing, to not make it obvious. Although how she was foolish enough to think she could get anything past her oh so observant boyfriend she didn’t know.
In the first week that she’d been avoiding him he noticed. It was during one of Briars parties that he’d confronted her about it and her with great deal and effort to not pounce on him just made up some excuse and left quickly.
To figure out what was going on Raven set out to find someone she could ask, she thought about asking Apple first but that’d be an awkward conversation for the very traditional in that sort of way princess. So Raven went to the second person she would think of, Ceries.
“So what up Raven.” Ceries smiled at her as she leaned against a tree, Raven sighed and plopped down next to her. “I just feel I don’t know weird around Dexter?” The other girl raised her brows at her as she gazed around the enchanted forest.
“How so? You two were voted ‘cutest most unexpected’ couple on Blondies mirrorcast.” Raven groaned as she threw her head back in annoyance, “I know. And that not the problem it’s just that… I umm feel very strong about uh you know.”
Ceries gave her a questioning look as she plucked grass from the ground, “No raven. I really don’t.” Ravens cheeks heated up as the next thoughts crossed her mind and how she absolutely could not say those things to her friend.
She thought about a different way to say it but every single time she tried to come up with a new way it just made the original look like a saint compared to the others ones. “I just really want to have sex with Dexter.” Raven gasped and clasped her hand over her mouth as the words came out.
Ceries also froze as she looked at her in half disgust and half disbelief, “well… that was um straightforward.” Raven wished a hole would swallow her up right then and there so the embarrassment didn’t have time sink in further.
The two girls sat in silence for a while, just admiring the beauty of the enchanted forest. “Have you told him?” Raven gave the girl a perplexed look, “you want me to tell him?” Cerise nodded and continued to pick grass of the ground.
“I mean that’s probably also why you feel ‘weird’ around him.” Raven rolled her eyes softly and kicked a rock by her feet before she turned to look at her friend. “So your saying that I feel weird because of a lot of built up sexual tension.”
Ceries nodded absentmindedly “yeah pretty much. And besides you two need to get laid.” Before Raven could question her, Ceries perked up and started to look around quickly. “Would you look at that he’s here now. What a perfect time to resolve all those issues of yours.”
Raven was left dumbfounded as Ceries ran of to Grimm knows where and the footsteps on Dexter approached nearer and nearer. He said nothing as he sat beside her and put his arm over her shoulders, the silence that followed was mostly comfortable dispite the things running through her mind.
“So… what are you doing here?” He was the first to break the ice as he turned to look at her, “oh umm nothing just hanging out with Ceries.” At the mention of little reds daughter, Dexter started to look around before turning to Raven again with a raised brow.
“She was here. A few moments ag-.” She was promptly cut of as Dexter moved in and smashed their lips together. Raven froze for a second before melting into the kiss that urge to just have Dexter growing in her with every bite, lick that he was providing to her lips and jaw.
As his lips traveled down her jaw to her throat Raven bit her lips to contain her moan. Wrapping her arms around his neck, raven let her fingers run through pushing him forward so he was now attached to her neck.
As his hands started to travel further down her dress, Raven felt heat course through her body and a tingling sensation form down quickly. Dexters hands ended up finding the zipper of her dress and he without a second thought yanked the zipper down, causing her dress to slide down her arms.
Raven gasped as she felt the air hit her bare back and arms as Dexter started to move the down so he was now ontop of her. Being so caught up in their own lust Raven had nearly forgotten that they were in the enchanted forest where any student could find them.
“Dex… what if someone sees us?” He sighed against her neck and ran his hand up her thigh, “they won’t.” She wanted to question him but all thoughts left her head as soon as his fingers skimmed the line of her panties.
Unconsciously, she bucked her hips and let out a breathy moan. Dexter smiled against the top of her chest where he continued to toy with her panties, Raven just wished she could force him to stop teasing her but she felt completely helpless pinned down under him as he looked at her with dark eyes.
He didn’t break eye contact as he now pushed her panties aside and ran his finger along her slit. She moaned so loudly she feared someone would hear, but again all thought evaporated as Dexter sucked along her breasts and slowly slid one thick finger inside.
“Dex…” he hummed as he bit down gently at the swell of her breast pushing her dress down to her hips as he pumped one finger in and out. The action had her moaning and panting under him in seconds as he also started to take his jacket of.
Ravens walls spasmed around his finger as she felt her climax nearing much sooner than she expected, but inside she was begging that he wouldn’t stop. That he’d tip her over the edge and make her cum so hard her vision blurred.
The actual feeling couldn’t compare to her imagination, instead of blurred vision her sight disappeared completely for a second as a silent scream left her mouth. Dexter also groaned feeling his pants become significantly smaller.
Raven panted and buried her head in his neck as she let out small moans as her high flushed through her body slowly. Dexter continued to pump until she was wiggling in his grip with need for something bigger and thicker.
He slowly sat on his knees, still ontop of her as he looked her dead in the eyes and started to undo his belt. Raven stared back with equal intensity, reaching up as she grabbed his crown and put it on her head. “How does it look?”
He chuckled and threw his belt to the side, “much better on you than me. But I think it’d look better with nothing else on.” Raven ran her tongue along her teeth, holding in a gasp as Dexter practically ripped her dress of her.
She would lecture him but that would have to wait for later. Raven reached forward her nails grazing his lower stomach as she started to pull his pants down, but both being filled with need and lust he helped her yank his pants to his knees before they were embraced in a kiss of passion.
Ravens back hit the ground with a small thud as they fought for dominance over the kiss. She was nearly going to win before the tip of Dexters dick grazed her center, she lost focus and for that split second he took control.
Seeing as he was not doing what she wanted, Raven hooked her legs around his hips and pulled him forward causing his dick to grind against her. Dexter moaned in her mouth and grabbed a fistful of her hair with one hand and her hips with the other as he positioned himself.
Without warning he pushed in slowly, the sound of Ravens screams like a melody to his ears as he held her still while pushing the rest of the way in. When he bottomed out he held still for as along as she needed before she gave him the ok to move.
Once she did, the both got lost in the heat and pleasure of their connection, each lost in the feeling of the other. Dexter kept groaning softly against her nape the feeling of her warm walls around him making him feel like this is what true bliss felt like.
Raven also felt like she was going to lose herself in this pleasure, her mind swirling with ecstasy and euphoria as she ran her nails down his back crying out loud as he jerked forward as her nils reached a particular spot.
She did it again and again loving the feeling of his jerks forward and that wild look in his eyes. Dexter on the other hand felt his climax approaching more quickly than he wanted with every jerk forward, but he couldn’t bring it in him to tell her to stop.
He was loving this far to much to stop. Much to his luck, Raven also felt that wave of heat and ecstasy course through her again as she pulled him in ever more tightly. Her walls pulsating with the need to release what was tipping over of the edge.
With a final scratch down his back, Dexter and Raven tipped into their euphoria. Dexter felt like he was going to pass out from the sheer amount of pleasure that was running through him. It was as if he drowning in it, but he never wanted to come out.
Both panting and sweaty, Dexter helped Raven stand up and look for her torn dress as she waved her hand and everything turned back to how it was before. Much to their luck the bell rang just then and they both made their way to the castleteria.
Dexter had his arm wrapped around her waist as they entered and parted ways as he went to get them both food. Raven smiled and waved at him as she sat next to Apple hoping she wasn’t too flushed. But she froze at the girls next words.
“Umm Raven? Why are you wearing Dexters crown?”
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Hope you enjoyed!! As always feel free to share your commissions
Anyway I’m not going to lie as a fanfic writer there’s always characters that I have trouble writing in this way like idk with some I’m like yeah smut and other I’m like how about a picnic??
Like idk how to explain it. But don’t worry that doesn’t mean I’m opposed to not writing about Dexter x Raven
#reading#romance#wattpad#apple white#daring charming#dexter charming#ever after high#raven queen#eah fanfic#eah headcanons#raven x dexter#raven#eah raven#the evil queen#little red riding hood
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Mmkay im gonna talk a little on lusttale.
Now Im not gonna lie, I know very little about the original lusttale, only that there was a lot of controversy around it; supposedly because it glorified sexual assault and sexualised children? I don’t know how true that is tho, so take it with a grain of salt.
But it’s an interesting au anyways, so I’m gonna have my own take on it!
Chara and Asriels death was the start of a slow decline for Monsters. Everyone fell into a dark depression, hope was lost; and though eventually people moved on from their lost heirs, things changed.
Fertility rates dropped shockingly low. Children were becoming increasingly rare. Extinction was becoming a very real threat for Monster kind.
King Asgore ordered the royal scientist to find a fix for this issue.
The lust serum was created. Not that thats what they called it at first, thats just the popular nickname the inhabitants started to call it.
Toriel is one of the few monsters not to have taken the serum. Instead she, and a few dozen other adult Monsters decided to start residing in the ruins. There isn’t as much tension between herself and asgore. He was more then happy to let toriel live there if she pleased (its not like their marriage was thriving anyways).
Though he was saddened at the thought of never having another child like Asriel again.
When Monster children are born, they may spend a few months to a few years with their birth parents before being sent to the ruins
There, they are communally raised alongside all the other children by Toriel and her Keepers. Once they reach the age of majority, they’re given a choice.
Either take the serum, and thus be able to leave the ruins and enter into Monster society with all the freedoms of an adult,
Or stay in the ruins. They would join Toriels Keepers and would help raise the children of the underground. In this case they wouldnt take the serum. They’d be the caretakers of all the little children.
Monsters primarily focus on the lust aspect of a relationship nowadays. A wedding hasn’t happened in a very long time
Most relationships are either casual or very short lived. Some Monsters aren’t even sure love is something they can feel anymore,
How could they when lust is all they’ve known?
Passion (LT papyrus) is a pretty flamboyant guy. His dream is to work for the royal guard and he has a huge soft spot for anything (or anyone) cute looking.
Passions also a hopeless romantic, he’s daydreamed about his one true love since he was a babybones. Which frequently leads to him excitedly jumping into new relationships and then getting heart broken only weeks or months later when he realised they aren’t actually who he imagined they were and breaks up with them.
Him and Undyne have been besties since childhood, Dior jokes that they must’ve had the same mother with how close they are.
Passion worries for Dior, he’s his brother and he can see how depressed Dior gets. Passions not blind, he knows his brother well enough to see through that facade.
Dior (LT sans) is a hard working man. He works at Grillbys as a sex worker. Grillby allows him and his brother to eat and drink there for free so long as Dior keeps bringing in customers.
He’s worked there since he left the ruins. Him and Grillby are pretty close friends. Probably the only person aside from Passion he actually likes.
Diors a real fashionista, he loves designer clothes, shoes and perfumes. Nothing makes him more powerful then a good looking dress and powerful set of high heels.
Very pessimistic man under all those smiles though. He thinks Passion is naive. Love doesn’t exist! Thats something for fairytales and babybones!
he’s worked long enough to know that everyone is just looking for an easy way to relieve stress. ‘Love’ is just some fancy dressed up word for lust!
#lusttale#such a cool concept#arrrdddhhhhhhh#ignore me as i ponder on the worldbuilding aspect#undertale#undertale au#lust sans#lust papyrus#i should rant more#this was very fun!
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This Week in BL - Things are Very Mixed
May 2023 Wk 1
Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying most.
Ongoing Series - Thai
Step By Step (Thai Tues WeTV & Gaga) ep 3 of 10 (MDL still says 12, but Gaga still says 10) - The subs are janky on YT, so you might want to watch this on Gaga. This is such a good show, it just feels so much more authentic to an office environment and first job then anything else I’ve seen in BL. Now that might be because it has western source material, or it might be because it is actually kind of old-fashioned (it’s been years since I worked as an office grunt). While the authenticity may be a little triggering for some, I love how much tension it adds to the leads’ dynamic and the quality of the narrative. I also really love the brothers’ relationship, now that we got to see them on screen together for a bit. Walk of shame was great! Oh look, character development, how novel. This is what Boss & Babe should have been. Not sold on the sides tho it’s nice to see a faen fatal as the main character in a dynamic for a change.
La Pluie (Sat iQIYI) ep 2 of 10 - This one is really grabbing me by the throat. I love the starter concepts, what a fantastic twist on a meet cute not to mention soulmates. I hope we spend more time with the vet and his coworkers, they seem awesome. And another surprise, the guy we think is being set up to be the brother’s love interest is now clearly interested in the wrong brother. I love the trope subversions going on with this show!
Our Skyy 2 (The Eclipse) eps 5-6 - FirstKhao are just ridiculously cute as a couple. Honestly? Aye just seems like he would be a lot of work as a lover. I’m not as wild about the premise of this installment, with the film clips and stuff (as I was of NlMG’s installment). And then, the singing. Oh well, you can’t have everything. I gotta say, First is a great crier, although I don’t think this story warranted his tears. In the end? My feelings on this installment were mixed, the movie storyline didn’t grab me and the birthday storyline seems a touch mean spirited, but I do think it adds substantially to the original Eclipse rather than feeling superfluous or slapdash like many of the other Our Skyys. So I’m going to go with 8/10
Future (Thai Sun YouTube & Gaga) ep 6fin - More of the same (which I like) but I’m glad it ended. Didn’t need to get dragged out. Such drama over nothing. In the end? This is just a soft sweet cotton candy fluff piece about a younger boy who pursues an older boy and then manufactures silly gay drama. Nothing wrong with that. But I don’t think this style of BL really appeals to a very large market share. Will I rewatch it? Sure. Will anyone else? Nope. 7/10 RECOMMENDED WITH RESERVATIONS.
Pastsenger (Thai Weds Gaga) ep 9 of 12 eps - And now the amnesia trope. I’m not a fan. This is such a pulp. At least it ends next week? Groan, no 3 more eps.
A Boss and a Babe (Fri YouTube) ep 10 of 12 - one thing I realize I like about this main couple’s dynamic is that the seme/uke seems earned, where it didn’t in Echante. I don’t have much else to say except it’s crazy when a narrative betrays its characters like this and why to poor ForceBook keep having to deal with it?
The Promise (Thai Weds YT & WeTV) ep 7 of 10 - Honestly, who wears an all white outfit to play around with coffee beans in the countryside? I LOVE the faen fatal, he’s so good, courageous, honest, and morally sound. He even gives his rival fair warning. Nan should totally go out with him. I made awwww noises over the faen fatal! I NEVER do that. I guess Phu was right all along? Nan won’t date a friend. Ultimate friend zone. Well shit. This show. Ouch.
House of Stars (Thai Mon iQIYI) ep 1 of ?? - There seems a slight horror element which I do not like and it’s also confusingly like Melrose Place or something. Everyone is sleeping with, or wants to be sleeping with everyone else. It’s kinda hilarious to watch something where all the actors are supposed to be good actors but it’s a pulp so they just really aren’t. So far my main issue is I can’t keep them all straight in my head (pun intended).
Tin Tam Jai (Tues Gaga) ep 10fin - There is very little I enjoyed about this show. The entirely forgotten side dishes gave us 5 min of excellent high heat and then vanished, but otherwise this show sucked in the wrong way. It’s forgettable and I intend to do just that. 5/10
Ongoing Series - Not Thai
Our Dining Table AKA Bokura no Shokutaku (Japan Thurs Gaga) ep 5 of 10 - The way these two are very quietly yet thoroughly falling in love with each other is executed with such grace and subtlety that only Japan could have handed this out. It’s not even “falling” it’s more like sliding gradually into love.
Love Mate (Korea Thurs Viki) eps 1-2 of 8 - Launched very much openly gay so that’s fun. Also very much bubble too, so no one around them cares. So: Seo is a player jaded older uke (fun character type we don’t see often) and his seme is a romantic if arrogant weirdo. Can you see my hands clapping? Combative trope activation! Absurdity. How fun. Also workplace harassment but hayho that’s BL for ya. (Also a nonBL Kdrama specialty.) ALSO whole office in on seme-stalker’s side? All in all, it’s odd and questionable, but I’m into it. Why am I like this?
Happy Merry Ending (Korea Thurs Gaga) eps 3-4 of 8 - OK I’m not super into the main couple but I love all of the surrounding characters. The overly protective best friend with a crush is giving bad advice but it’s understandable and he’s super hot so I forgive him. And the idol character is a wonderful addition, he is my baby. Also, evil ex is v evil.
Vian the series (Vietnam YT ) - I thought this was gonna be Tiktok only but apparently it’s showing up on YT too. It’s cute! My cat boyfriend (which is more common that it should be) and this seems to be Vietnam’s installment (we got Thailand’s last year). The boy playing the cat is the prettiest human being on the planet. Fight me. No fight him, get scratched. Serious tho. Holy hairballs. Look I don’t really like vertical content but I am watching this for him. Meow, indeed.
The Day I Loved You (Vietnam YouTube) eps 2-3 of ? - BL Express’s first impressions mirror mine. Niks is so flipping cute. Rich kid is so into him, so is bestie. So much gay macho posturing. So much bi fear and het shame. But also it’s killer to get a femme main characters who isn’t being mocked. Dancing trope continues (better than singing together). It is kinda Heartstopper goes Pinoy BL. Honestly, I prefer kids a little drawings to terrible sound effects. This is better than it or we have any right to expect.
Naked Dinner AKA Zenra Meshi (Japan Fri Gaga) ep 4 of 12 - There is a lot I like about this drama, except the weird central conceit of the naked dining. But the romance part is cute, if a tad simplistic.
My Story (Pinoy Sat YouTube) ep 4 of 10 - chukchuk went missing and so did my interest in this show. I’m DNFing this one.
Dancing together, the baby sub-trope of 2023. (The Day I Love You)
It’s Airing But ...
Love Syndrome (Thai Sat WeTV) stopped at ep 2 of 12 - I’m just not into any aspect of it (except Lee Long Shi) - saving to binge if the end is solid.
Venus in the Sky (Sat YouTube) pilot/tester?) 0 of 10 - not entirely sure what’s up with this one distribution-wise, but the pilot was classic university-set pulp. I hope it happens because the leads are cute with good chemsitry and I thought it was fun. However, this pilot holds together as its own little short too.
Stormy Honeymoon (Vietnam) - meh
In Case You Missed It
Actors Bas Suradej (2 Moons etc...) and Copter Panuwat (so much BL) have left Starhunter. So Copter and Kimmon will part ways as an on-screen pair (RIP KimCop). Their upcoming show Boy Never Smiles will still air, but will likely be their last together. (source)
Restart After Come Back Home (highly recommended), Athlete, Capture Lover, Tkumi-kun, His the movie (recommended) and also a bunch of the dark stuff like Forbidden Love and Shortest Distance are all leaving Gagaoolala soon. So watch ‘em while you can. A few are also on Viki, but many will be difficult to get hold of without Gaga.
I finally finished the second season of The Reason Why He Fell in Love with Me (Japan Gaga) and gave it a 4/10. I just don’t like or recommend any of the installments of this franchise, but if I had to pick, it’s season one.
Make a Wish finished at 6 eps. Stars Fluke Natouch (OhmFluke UWMA etc...) & Judo (The Miracle Of Teddy Bear) in medical-fantasy about a doctor who sees ghosts and a deity who resides in a Bodhi tree that earns merits whenever he fulfills a wish. Based on a y-novel by Sammon (Manner of Death, Triage). I will watch it if I get hold of it, but for now... who knows how it went?
Here’s a really interesting podcast ep from 99% Invisible on captions and captioning.
Next Week Looks Like This:
Coming in May 2023:
5/18 - Starstruck (Korea ????) - A boy has had a crush on his childhood friend for a long time. Stars Zuho (Kpop SF9 - noted good egg) opposite rookie actor Kim In Sung (the one with the crush).
5/27 The Luminous Solution (Thai ????) 10 eps - Thana is having trouble at work and in his relationship. He can't seem to catch a break. So he makes a wish to change everything. The wish has a price.
5/27 Takumi-kun Series 6: Nagai Nagai Monogatari no Hajimari no Asa (Japan) - NO ONE ASKED FOR THIS (but that has never stopped Japan before) and no, I have no idea where to get it, why would I ????? (Say it with me everyone: Oh Japan, must you?)
2023 forthcoming BL master post (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED)
Defining Gut Wrenching from The Promise
Honestly you gotta be so careful who you case as the faen fatal, sometimes he steals everyone’s hearts. I caught a BAD case of second lead syndrome.
THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS
Future reviewing itself for us.
Tiny king of the GMMTV cameo. (Our Skyy et al)
Frankly if this weren’t such a bad story, Cher might be one of my favorite BL characters. (Boss & Babe)
(last week)
Current Kpop earworm? BTOB's - Wind & Wish (I don’t consider myself Melody but I make no case for that statement)
#this week in BL#bl news#BL gossip#upcoming BL#new BL#best BL#BL reviews#korean bl#thai bl movie#Japanese BL#live action yaoi#Rakutan Viki#gagaoolala#GMMTV#pinoy bl#BTOB#Vietnamese bl#Starhunter#KimCop#Step By Step#La Pluie#The Eclipse#Future the series#Tin Tam Jai#A Boss and a Babe#Bokura no Shokutaku#Love Mate#Happy Merry Ending#Vian the series#Copter Panuwat
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