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h-harleybaby · 1 year

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omg .. thinking about cnc w cartman while being kyle’s gf

they literally DESPISE each other of course, but kyle agrees to share u cuz he thinks it’d be hot !

so ANYWAY back to the cnc .. while cartman fucks u he takes pictures and videos of u and threatens to send them to kyle.

(& little do u know he actually does later on to hold up his part of the deal)

screams in pillow and kicks feet happily

Oh wow 👀

WHY DO I FEEL THE SAME WAY HSJWABKSBSNS I’LL TRY <333

I literally didn’t know how to do this at all (btw this is more or less PWP and you’re on birth control)

Ik it sounds like Kyman but I didn’t specifically try doing Kyman or anything (I DONT SHIP THEM BTW but also I don’t care if y’all do ya know??)

CNC Cartman hcs with reader who's Kyle's gf

• I DONT KNOW HOW TO WORD THIS SO LIKE- Kyle and Eric have this agreement or something

• Kyle kinda shares you, his gf, with Eric who he absolutely despises. But he thinks it’s hot and Eric gets pussy so he doesn’t give a shit 💀

• Eric has quickies with you in the janitors closet or some enclosed space and sends Kyle pictures of your fucked out face and your pussy when he’s done with you

• He probably makes you ride him and takes a video of it, sending to Kyle to say how pretty you look on his dick

• He’s always trying to get you in all sorts of positions to brag to Kyle about, bragging how he can bend Kyles pretty little gf over whenever he wants and however he wants. He puts you in full Nelson’s for the hell of it, just to show Kyle how much you enjoy being a slut for him

• They get really competitive at times and take turns fucking you to see who can fuck you better.

• Kyle has a h u g e breeding kink and Eric’s big on CNC + dacryphilla. So while Kyles desperately trying to breed you, Eric fucks your mouth until you’re gagging on his cock and crying

• And you love it, Eric treats they treat you like a whore and they both know you love it. Kyles a bit more heavy on praise, saying you’re just a good girl for taking it and how pretty you would look filled with his cum

• You know how Erics always recording y’all and stuff?? He blackmails you with the videos and threatens to send them to Kyle. It’s not like Kyle doesn’t know or doesn’t like the videos-

• It’s that Eric knows it embarrasses you to know that they have such private moments

• ANYWAYS- Eric makes you beg him on your knees not to send them, and then he sends them anyways. He loves you see you on your knees tbh

• He’s also is really big on orgasm denial, he loves seeing you squirm and cry over how frustrated you get from being so close (cough he licks those tears and taunts you for crying cough)

• He makes you give him blowjobs and pushes your head all the way down just to fuck with you and make you gag on him (thanks Jen <33)

• Hear me out, size kink- WITH BOTH OF THEM! You're just so much smaller than themmmm (but not in that weird child way- YALL ARE ADULTS)

• You kinda struggle to ride Eric so he has to grab your hips and fuck you that way sometimes when you get too tired <3333

• The way Kyle fucks you and the Eric fucks you are really different. Eric is a selfish lover, anything and everything does is for his own pleasure or he gets some kind of kick out of it. Kyle puts your pleasure before his own <333 that and he wants to breed you

• Eric probably cums in you and takes a picture to send to Kyle just to piss him off

• Ya know how I said he loves orgasm denial? When he finally lets you cum he keeps going so you get overstimulated. Just loves hearing your cries of “it’s too much! Feels too good-“

• Also also also he loves leaving hickeys on your body, especially on your thighs when you’re wearing a skirt or some shorts

• I said this in some other hcs but it needs to be said again >:( HE MAKES YOU GIVE HIM A BLOWJOB WHILE HE’S EATING AND OCCASIONALLY WILL EAT WITH ONE HAND TO PUSH YOUR HEAD DOWN

• BUT- he does this in front of Kyle and smirks at him while Kyle’s just itching to touch you. IMAGINE THAT HAPPENED IN PUBLIC AND THE ONLY THING HIDING YOU WAS A TABLECLOTH! Kyles literally twitching he’s so horny rn, don’t worry tho- once you’re done with Eric you blow Kyle too and now he doesn’t feel as mad at Eric

• Anywayssss

• In Eric’s opinion, if you’re not crying and your jaw doesn’t hurt when you’re done giving him a blowjob you’re not done yet

• God he’s such a sadist, he loves degrading you and tbh- he likes impact play too

• When Kyle’s fucking you, Eric’s gonna get your attention by tapping your cheek with his dick to signal he wants a blowjob. He wants your attention god damn it >:(

• Anything Kyle does, Eric’s gonna try doing rougher or better. Man you’re gonna be s o r e when they’re done with you

• Imagine- Eric’s fucking you with your face shoved in some pillows and he slaps your ass if you start losing focus on him. Maybe he pulls your hair and leans down next to your ear “We’re not done yet Whore <3”

• Eric feels a lil jealous when Kyle’s fucking you and he knows he shouldn’t, but he just can’t help but love the way you’re such a Whore for him

• But at the end of the day you’re Kyles gf, not his. You’re under Kyles arm and in his bed at the end of the day

• And Eric’s just some asshole who’s friends with Kyle and fucks you really well

I wanted to make it longer but I started giving up 😭

Sorry if it’s not what you wanted hun

#harley’s requests!#south park x reader #eric cartman x reader #cartman x reader #eric cartman x y/n #kyle x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #Kyle broflovski x y/n #Eric Cartman x reader smut #Kyle broflovski x reader smut #Harley’s anons <33

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kodaiki · 2 years

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PLSSS WE NEED JEALOUS SNEAKY LINK AOMINE. 😩

a/n: ty for this thirst anon it’s been sitting in my drafts for a while but I finally wrote it !!! if y’all wanna give me more vague prompts like this IM SO DOWN <3333 this is unedited oops. minors and ageless blogs do not interact !!

wc: 4.4k

cw: car sex, riding, creampie, protected sex (reader is on birth control, slight mention of alcohol, afab!reader

“you go out first- wait, fix your tie,” you stammer, reaching for the taller man’s collared shirt, adjusting it in addition to fixing the dark tie hung around it, pulled lose from your doing probably.

fwb!aomine only stares down at you with an easy expression, eyes glinting in satisfaction by the deep flush of your cheeks and slight disheveled appearance. he didn’t even go far, only making out with you and some light grinding in the back corner of the bar where no one could see. yet still, you’re flustered expression makes it look like you went far beyond that.

“thank you,” he murmurs hoarsely, tipping his head downward to send a chill down your back. “you know it’s coming off later anyway right?” he says coolly, bringing a hand up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. you squeak at the insinuation of his words, quickly glaring at him afterward.

“aomine-!”

“daiki,” he corrects lowly, retracting his hand.

“-don’t just say stuff like that!”

the dark haired man only laughs at you, not in the condescending way like he usually did, but more lighthearted, more amused if anything.

“sorry, sorry,” he apologizes but the grin on his face contradicts his message entirely. “i’ll be going then.” he pats your cheek gently, leaning down once more to press a chaste kiss to your lips.

aomine leaves you alone in the corner to collect yourself, both physically and mentally. the burn in your stomach makes you frown, both in frustration and discomfort, just by the doing of the raven haired man alone.

you spend the next few minutes tugging at your dress, a pretty floral dress, as to how it was earlier in the evening during dinner, and patting down your hair, in hopes it wasn’t too much of a mess. the flush of your cheeks still burns at the entire recent event making you wonder how aomine could always appear so calm and casual.

you and daiki aomine are not a couple. definitely not.

but you sure as hell ain’t just friends either.

from what you recall, your... relationship began around six months prior at a reunion with your friends from college; it'd been only a year since you all graduated.

you'd all gone separate ways through your respective careers and though you did manage to see your friends on different occasions or when you were free, it was never the whole lot of you as it is right now.

so, those six months ago, the reunion, having taken place at a bar, set the perfect stage for the two off you. you and aomine had been the last ones of the friend group to leave the bar, having settled on two bar stools, updating the other about what had gone on in your lives. one thing led to another, alcohol and the bar's romantic aura playing a significant role, and you ended up going home with him. from that moment forward, it became an unspoken thing, a physical relationship for either of your needs.

once you’re seated, you send a pressed grin to the rest of the table, hopeful that no one saw through your lie about using the restroom.

briefly, you glance over at aomine who’s already immersed in a conversation with kagami, hand wrapped around the beer he most likely ordered as a ploy for why he was gone for so long. he's pulled up his sleeves, cuffing them, showing off a peek of the tattood sleeve he has on his left arm. as if feeling your stare, he averts his gaze for a split second, looking at you, offering you a raised brow.

you scrunch your nose at the way you can read his mind.

already wanting more, the mischievous glint in his eye says all. he eyes the front door of the restaurant, as if saying let's get out of here, followed by a cheeky smile behind the beer bottle he's about to take a swig of.

you scoff quietly at that, shaking your head at his brazenness.

"what about you, y/n?"

"hm, what?" you're brought out of your staring contest with aomine by the light chime beside you. you turn to face kise who's smiling rather mischievously at you. "sorry what was the question?"

"have you been out on dates throughout the year? midorimacchi says he's too busy and kurokocchi is gatekeeping his relationship with momoi," he says with a pout, tilting his head down at you.

"oh! uh, nope, no dates," you reveal with a nervous laugh. it isn't exactly a lie. all those times aomine's come over your place and you to his, you don't really consider dates and you're sure he doesn't either. confirming your thoughts, when you glance over at the man, he simply twitches an eyebrow upward in a playful manner.

"wha- really?" kise comments incredulously. "i sincerely doubt that."

"why?" you can't help but ask with a confused expression, furrowing your brows at him. it seems the rest of the table has settled into teir own conversation with the person or persons beside him, leaving you and kise to chat.

"well, i mean, you're pretty! i'd think people would've asked you out during the year," he admits a bit bashfully, rubbing a hand behind his neck. you think nothing of it, simply waving him off as being nice.

"you're too sweet," you sighing, flicking your hand downward. "besides, i've been too busy with work anyway so dates aren't really on my priority list."

"awh, c'mon really?" kise croons out, jutting out his lower lips. "what if i asked you out?"

"hm?" your brows furrow, full attention straying from the near empty plat of food in front of you to the blonde sitting beside you.

"would you go if i asked you out?" his tone is cheeky, warm, something you understand as a joke or a bit for you to play along with.

"very cheeky," you scoff out with an amused eye roll.

you don't catch the minuscule falter in kise's expression at your lack of awareness, but he quickly recovers when akashi across the table bids his attention, brining him into another conversation.

it isn't until the mini conversation is over that you feel burning into your temple, causing you to look up, only to meet the hard stare aomine's sending your way. your brows knit together in slight confusion, wondering how his expression could change so quickly from calm and lighthearted to seemingly pissed off.

you mouth out a 'you okay?' as to not draw attention to the whole table. you stomach only sinks when he's responds with nothing but a scoff into the bottle, turning his attention away from you and back to kagami in front of him.

the rest of dinner goes rather smoothly, minus aomine's deep frown, with only chatter about the nostalgia of your memories from college, high school and beyond.

"is he alright?" kagami murmurs to you as he helps you with your coat as you all gather to leave. "he seemed a little off toward the end of the night."

you give the taller man a pressed, yet clueless, smile. "no idea. i'll try to ask him about it." you glance over at him whose chin is dropped close to his chest as he stares rather pointedly at you, awaiting you near the front door. "and now he's getting impatient. i'll see you soon!"

you quickly bid your friends goodbye, hastily following aomine back to his car, since he'd dropped you off to the dinner in the first place.

the car ride home is excruciatingly quiet, only the radio and rumble of the car's gas filling your ears as aomine stares straight ahead at the road, tightly gripping the steering wheel.

"daiki-" you attempt to break the silence, but your voice falls in your throat. you shiver in your seat, bringing your thin jacket closer to you in hopes for more warmth. you can't tell if it's the car's cool temperature or aomine's cold aura that's freezing you.

at your movement, aomine slightly relaxes, nonchalantly bringing a hand to his car's controls and turning down the air condition.

"i'm sure kise was only being friendly," you quickly blurt, seizing the opportunity to speak when this is the first time he's so much as twitched since the two of you entered the car. that must be what it's about, right? "you know he's naturally like that."

like that, you say since you're too worried at striking a nerve for even so much as calling him flirty.

you can't tell if the man beside you likes or dislikes your answer anyway but his clenched jaw makes you think it's the latter.

you don't even know why he's so agitated by it; an old friend casually flirted with you, so what? it was in kise's character to be the friendly type and aomine's known him longer than you have; wouldn't he be more accustomed to that?

the man beside you only hums out in response, no acknowledgment in the form of a turn of his head or mere eye contact through side-eyes.

sure, you were close to aomine in more ways than one, but never did you think something as minor as a slight flirt from kise could get on his nerves. he's always been at least a little protective of you since you'd first met in college, steering you away from sleazes and guys he knew were no good. but as far as your concerned, kise's not one of those guys so why on earth is he so upset?

was it something you said?

maybe it had nothing to do with the fact that it was kise flirting with you but the fact that you accepted it? brushing and laughing it off giving him a hunch you liked the guy? that was far from the case but you could see the misunderstanding.

you grasp at another opportunity to speak to him when he parks in front of your apartment building, putting the car in park with the adjustment of his gearshift. quickly covering his hand with yours before he could pull away, you try again. "daiki," you start seriously, worry lacing your tone. "what is it?"

for the first time since you've left the restaurant, he turns to face you and looks at you. his stern expression, knitted brows and deep glare softens when he sees your wide, curious eyes and small frown.

god, he hates the way he's feeling. aomine never feels like this. never angry about some guy, much less some guy interacting with you.

"kise has a crush on you."

aomine's words come out stern and matter-of-fact, throwing you off guard. it's the first thing he's said for a while so that? that wasn't what you were expecting.

"he ... huh?" you attempt to blink away your confusion, batting your lashes at the man beside you quizzically.

it didn't help every face you made made you so damn cute either, aomine thinks as he pushes his tongue into the side of his cheek to keep from so much as smiling at your expression.

"kise," he tries again, raising a brow, "got the hots for you. 'heard him talking about it with tetsu."

your nose scrunches at his choice of words, internally scoffing at hots for you, but you choose to verbally disregard it.

"oh," you murmur, averting your eyes from his. "that's ... funny." you can't help but chuckle awkwardly, detesting the awkwardness settled in the air of aomine's car. the car's been in park for a while now, lights overhead since dimmed and the only light providing you a decent look at the man's facial expressions are from the ones lined up on the streets outside.

"funny?" aomine repeats, turning to you. "how so?"

swallowing the lump in your throat, you mumble out, "i just, don't like him like that. 'can't really."

"you can't..." aomine drawls off with a deadpanned tone, eyes squinting slightly as he tries to analyze your words.

"i can't when there's someone else..." you trail off, hiding the deep flush of your face by turning your whole body toward the passenger's side door, in hopes of escaping the car and bidding aomine a good night.

"hey." he gently grabs your forearm before you could push open the door. "look at me." you glance at yourself in the reflection of his tinted window, lips twisting into an embarrassed pout.

you crane your neck around to face him once more, only to raise a brow, feigning nonchalance. "thanks for the ride dai-"

"y/n." his tone makes you shut up immediately and your throat runs dry. "wanna elaborate on that?" he asks knowingly. it's a request you know, but his intonation clearly says that he'll receive your answer regardless.

"not really," you whisper out a little breathlessly. shit, is the car getting warmer or is it truly just the flush of your cheeks?

he simply raises a brow at you as you slouch in his leathered seats, somewhat defeated by his gaze on you.

"i think you should," he chuckles out dryly, bringing his other hand up to brush a strand of hair that fell in front of your face and tucks it behind your ear. instinctively, your head moves forward, further into the palm of his hand to which he gently rubs a thumb along the pad of your cheek.

"i think i shouldn't," you murmur out. your eyes don't stray from his while you lightly nibble at your lower lip. the air suddenly feels thick and you nearly shift in your shift to pull away from aomine's deep stare. for whatever reason, the hazy air has you drawing forward where you both meet just above the gearshift, making his hand slip up your jaw to the side of your neck.

"why not?" he murmurs out, his face so close to yours, his breath fans over your lips.

how do you not sound like a total dork in this intimate, smooth context saying, i think it's funny because it's not kise i like, it's you, my strictly platonic friends with benefits?

well, if you can't say it, might as well show it, right?

so, you inhale deeply before seizing your lips with his. you bring your hands around the dark necktie he's wearing, crinkling it between your fist and tugging him closer to you, deepening the kiss.

aomine immediately reciprocates, bringing your face between both of his large hands, tilting your head slightly. you can't tell if he's reciprocating because he understands your message or he's just so accustomed to kissing you like this; either way, you're not complaining.

it seems to get sloppier as more time passes, evident by your restlessness. you hum into his mouth, hands going up to grip at the short hands behind his ears, tugging slightly.

in one swift movement, he jerks his seat back, as far back as possible to allow more room, and greedily guides you over the console to plop you on his lap. your lips never separate, only to release a breathy chuckle at the squeak you make when your knee clumsily hits the top of the gearshift on your way over.

you settle your lower back against the bottom of the steering wheel, careful not to trigger the car horn, separating your face from his in order to reach for the buttons along the front of his shirt, having pulled off his tie already. aomine chases your lips anyway, leaning forward to press open-mouthed kisses along the side of your mouth, trailing down your jaw and neck.

"y'so pretty," he says, though it's muffled from his contact on your skin. "my pretty."

his hands grasp at your waist, pulling you flush against him now that you're finished unbuttoning his shirt, pressing you down firmer against his dress pants, unmistakably on the bulge that's his boner.

"shouldn't we go inside?" you mumble, quickly looking side to side, out the windows of his car in case of any onlookers.

"need you now." is all he answers, no inclination to let go of you anytime soon. "besides, tinted windows." he says, lightly knocking against the glass, easing your concerns. it's also rather late, so the chances of someone catching you - however that could happen - are relatively low.

he peels the flimsy lace straps straps of your dress, a short floral one aomine decides he likes, down your arms, no bother letting you pull out your arms. he pulls down the front of your dress, eliciting a gasp from you at his eagerness, freeing your breasts. whatever warm air you were mentally complaining about earlier must've been in your head because your nipples pebble nearly immediately.

he returns to your lips, hands drifting upward to cup and grab at your breasts, smiling against the kiss when you croon and sigh into his mouth.

your fingers tangle through his dark locks as he begins dipping his head lower and lower down your chest before reaching the valley between your breasts. he's particularly gentle with this area, placing chaste kisses along the domes, but he's merciless with your nipples. his fingers roll around one while his mouth latches the other, tongue swirling around the bud and teeth pulling at it, making you throw your neck back as breathy moans escape you.

you press down firmer against him as he gives the other nipple the same love, rolling your hips against his front, begging for any sort of friction between your clothed core and his.

receiving your message loud and clear, he detaches himself, forming a line of spit connecting your bud and his lips.

"daiki," you breathe out desperately. "i want you."

"yeah?" he asks, shuffling out of his dress shirt, now slightly sheer with sweat, allowing you a full view of his torso and upper body. your eyes ogle his arms, tan and toned, muscles of his biceps bulging as he holds you. your eyes drift to the tatted sleeve across his entire left arm, memories of all the times you've grasped and scratched ta it while he was under and over you in similar situations – well, maybe not so similar since this was the first time you've fucked in his car.

normally aomine would tease you, continuing to ask how bad you want him, but seeing you like this: glassy-eyed look, splayed out just for him in the dim lights of the streetlights outside his car; only he gets to see you like this.

and fuck, he loves that.

"'want you, too," he settles on, pressing his lips to yours once more, lifting you by the ass to hike up your dress up your hips where is bunches at your waist, meeting with the top of your dress. meanwhile, you busy yourself, blindly feeling around his crotch area for the button and zipper of his dress pants until finding them.

no wonder car sex is usually done in the back seat, you can't help but think as you watch aomine shove down his pants enough to allow enough room for his cock to spring free. there's hardly any room up here.

"y/n, you can't-"

"s'okay," you slur, leveling yourself over his standing cock, only pushing your panties, a pretty pink lacy pair you'd much rather save than risk getting ripped off, to the side, readying to lower yourself. "'need your dick."

"you're not prepped." aomine grunts when his head brushes over your entrance. "it'll hurt." he can't help but let worry seep into his tone, another indication that what he feels for you is beyond more than a fuck buddy relationship.

"it's okay," you repeat anyway, mind too foggy to back down. "just go slow."

aomine can't argue with that, not when you sound so firm and stubborn while literally hovering just over him. grasping at your hips, he aids you in sinking down on his dick, making him seethe at the tight fit.

your arms wrap around his broad shoulders, tucking your head into his neck, damp with sweat but your don't mind.

"i got you," aomine coos, rubbing your back soothingly. "just let me know when to move."

it's when he's caring like this, a stark contrast than how he shows off to other people, that gets your stomach doing somersaults and heart rate going erratic.

you don't know how long you're sat like that, eyes shut as you grow accustomed to the stretch of his dick, it could be seconds, minutes. after a small while, you lift your head from his shoulder. "okay, i'm good, you can start moving."

he simply nods down at you, eyes darkened, yet still showing that same fondness he usually has when you're this close and intimate, gently wiping some sweat on your forehead with the side of his hand before bringing it back to your hips. slowly, while gripping at your hips firmly, he lifts you up before dropping you back down, in addition to thrusting himself up into you.

soon enough, the only sounds heard in the car are the slapping of wet skin and the moans and guttural groans coming from the two of you. fog sticks to the glass of the car windows, darkening the lighting inside the car even further.

you use his shoulders as leverage while you bounce above him, meanwhile his teeth clash and glade along your throat, most likely littering love marks. his hands have slid down to your ass, squeezing and kneading at the fat of it as he guides you up and down his shaft.

"so good," you chant out, so often, it may be the only words you can say.

"made f'me," aomine grunts, speeding up his pace when he feels the knot in his stomach begin to tighten. "all for me."

"for... you," you affirm, mind foggier with lust than before. "only for you. all for you." you're babbling at this point, words you can't filter but not necessarily untrue.

"i'm close," he warns, making you nod profusely as if iterating you are, too. "you gonna cum? want you to cum 'round my cock."

"mhm, mhm!" you hum, losing yourself in his relentless pace.

it's a prior conversation that made aomine known to the fact that your on the pill, something you'd drilled into him the first night you slept together when he'd asked where he should release.

"you're so pretty like this, f'me. mine," he blurts, watching the area where your pussy meets his dick, disappearing and reappearing with every thrust.

"yours!"

"love this pussy." after some sloppy thrusts upwards, no doubt from him chasing his high, he lets out a deep groan, cock twitching inside you as warm ropes of cum paint your walls. "i love you."

aomine doesn't stop, however, with a new mission to let you finish. he continues to thrust into you, riding through his orgasm as he aids you in chasing yours. he bounces you up and down more firmly than before, focusing on pressure instead of speed. tears stream down your cheeks, mascara probably running under your eyes.

"c'mon baby, cum for me," he urges.

that seems to do the job because with one final jerk of his hips upward, you freeze above him, shaking as your orgasm takes over. your limp on his lip, muscles aching as a clearish-white ring of cum settles around the base of aomine's dick.

he carefully lifts you off his softened dick, plopping you on his thighs and continues to hold you close in his arms, warm hands gently rubbing at the flesh of your ass and hips where his probably brutal grip was. "you okay?"

you nod against him, bringing a hand up to trace absentmindedly along his chest. it isn't until you're clearer in the head that you've registered his words, shyly averting your gaze from his.

did he mean that? or was it an in the moment thing?

"dai," you murmur quietly.

"yeah?" he asks hoarsely, tilting his head down in attempt to meet your gaze.

"you um, said something before," you trail off, hoping you wouldn't have to outright repeat it in case it causes awkwardness within the small space of his car.

aomine knows exactly what you're talking about. although what he said was amidst being balls deep in you with nothing but you and his high on his mind, he was completely honest in saying them.

he could either run away from it, claiming it as a slip of the tongue accident that he didn't really mean in hopes of preserving your strict fuck buddy relationship, or he could risk it all; risk that you don't feel the same yet still come clean about his own feelings.

when it came to you, aomine has the urge to be nothing but truthful.

"i meant it," he answers seriously. "i know what we have is strictly physical but if i'm being honest i think i've loved you since college but i was too dumb or stubborn to admit it to myself."

you release a breath you don't realize you've been holding, finally gaining the courage to look up and face him.

he looks away from you this time, choosing to glance at the fogged up windows. "it's alright if you don't feel the same, just thought i'd-"

you don't let him continue beyond that, quickly pecking his lips to cut him off. when he averts his gaze back to you, your lips curl up into a small smile. "i love you, too."

he smiles at that, a genuine, happy one albeit tired from the prior engagement, and leans his forehead against yours. it's a moment before he mutters, "it's getting pretty sticky, right? we should head inside."

"yeah," you quickly agree, hastily fixing your dress to look the least bit presentable for anyone who may be in your apartment's lobby.

the two of you step out of the car, sighing in the much cooler night air contrasting aomine's car's warm, sex-ridden air. "and dai?" you ask as he shuts his car door.

"hm?"

"if you were just jealous of kise, y'coulda just said so." a knowing grin curls up your lips as you face aomine. he only deadpans at you for a mere moment before pressing a kiss to your temple with a low chuckle, hinting that whatever happened at dinner no longer concerns him.

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thatdeadaquarius · 9 months

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sleepy-apparition Submitted:

I have to say it, I can not stay silent any longer! Shenhe is one of the best characters for neurodivergent creator.

Just hear me out! Not only is also plagued with feeling like she's stuck between two worlds(being a human that was forced out of society and now has to ingrain herself back into society after living away from it for so long), her way of thinking and speech are perfect for someone who's neurodivergent(she's probably neurodivergent herself). She's VERY direct. You always know what you're gonna get from her. I'd be refreshing, especially after that awkward 'just became friends' stage.

Also Shenhe's like. One of the best bodyguards you could have, in any context. She's SUPER strong and quick, and she, technically, can follow you anywhere. Unlike Ganyu and Cyno(Who have high maintenance jobs) or Xiao(Who has a certain duty stopping him from leaving), there isn't anything keeping her in Liyue. I guess there's the chance of her red ropes breaking...but that's something she's been working hard on since she met the traveler. It's something she can work on with you. Plus, traveling with a partner might be good, for both the you and Shenhe. You get a friend who can protect you, and she also gets afriend, and crowd exposure therapy. Win-win honestly.

I might have put to much effort into this, but I need to talk about Shenhe and your ask box was closed. Your work is amazing by the way! It never fails to make me laugh or smile, so keep it up! You're doing great!

GORGEOUS GORGEOUS WRITING ABOUT GORGEOUS GORGEOUS WOMEN ✨️💙

I love this, tho admittedly im head over heels for any neurodivergent content in sagau/genshin ever <33

THANKS FOR BLESSING MY EYES FIRST WITH THIS, it was an amazing read

You guys are always welcome to send in writing blurbs or any brainrot ur having, I love to hear it!! /gen :)

Btw, if ur wondering where ive been for the past week or so, ive been working on the one shot for Eldritch AU!

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⚠️WARNING talk of Covid/Sickness below!⚠️

...that and I got Covid 💀

My roommate brought it back with them when they came home,, last friday? I think

And i ended up getting a nasty fever on and off for 2 days straight

Im almost recovered now! Just a stuffy nose and no taste buds :'(

Which has been the most upsetting part i can BARELY taste anything

My sense of taste yesterday was the most there its been since i got knocked out last week, and even then it was at 1/4 rlly of the way there

Now im back to eating textures 😭

Been like this for 4 days now that im doing better/more cleared up its so unfair D;

Anyway, srry abt the complaining, just wanted to let u guys know whats up!!

Let me know if u got any getting taste back tricks 🥲

THANK U AGAIN FOR THIS.

Im serious this made my day to see <3333 😭

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Safe Travels Sleepy,

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tbh i thought abt tagging beloveds so they could see this, but i didnt write it so i didnt wanna tag lmao

#submissions #genshin sagau #submission stories #sagau #genshin isekai #genshin imagines #gender neutral reader #genshin impact sagau #self aware genshin

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kentosbabes · 1 year

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Hi, so I literally just spam liked/rb a bunch of your posts - nanami has me in a chokehold I swear - could you write a little tidbit about nanami treating his s/o after they start a new job?

I just know he'd do princess treatment or smthn really special and it just makes me swoon a bit 💓 anyway, I hope youre having a good week so far!

Thank you!!!! You’re too kind <3333

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

(I’m delusional affff so this is going to be super self indulgent icl)

Nanami would be really supportive of your new job. Understanding that this is a new chapter in your career and he would offer his unwavering support and encouragement to you.

He would listen attentively to your experiences and challenges at your workplace, allowing you to have a safe environment to share your thoughts about dickhead managers and weirdo employees.

Nanami would want to celebrate you, every single milestone- big and small he would want to be your biggest cheerleader. Whether it's a new project you completed or a promotion he would surprise you with gestures like bringing you your favourite snacks or flowers to celebrate your accomplishments.

He would respect your work-life balance, understanding that you need time to decompress after a long day. Nanami would suggest activities you guys could do together like going for walks, watching shitty romcoms or cooking together. He would be super understanding if you can’t hang out as much because of work.

EMOTIONAL SUPPORT. Nanami would be there for you. Offering words of encouragement and advice after a horrible day, he would be a reliable source of comfort and reassurance.

He would surprise you with small gestures of kindness, leaving you a sweet note in your lunchbox he made for you, ordering you your favourite food when you are both too tired to cook or sending silly updates about his day of uplifting messages and words of affirmation to make you smile.

Nanami would definitely try his hardest to learn more about your work. Even if he doesn’t understand a single thing about anything you are talking about, he would actively listen- asking the right questions and making sure you feel heard. He would genuinely engage in conversations about your work to show his sport and willingness to learn.

Since you both live together, he would understand that you would have additional responsibilities and commitments due to your new job. He would take on the bulk of the household chores, errands, and other responsibilities to ease her workload. This is simply because he works part time from home and office.

Nanami and you both value quality time and make it a priority to have regular date nights. Whether it's going out for a fancy dinner or having a date night at home, he cherishes the uninterrupted time spent together.

You both have a secret spot in a nearby park where they go for picnics. Nanami could spend hours there with you, enjoying each other's company and the beauty of nature.

After a long day after work, you guys love to cuddle up on the couch together, sharing a cosy blanket and watching your favourite movies.

#kentosbabes #jjk headcanons #nanami headcanons #kento nanami #nanami kento x reader #nanami kento #nanami x y/n #nanami x you #jujutsu kaisen nanami #nanami imagine #jjk nanami #nanami kento drabble #nanami kento headcanons #jujutsu kaisen #kento nanami fluff #kento nanami x reader #kento nanami x y/n

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rubberfuckey · 1 year

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summary: After a worried phone call from Wheezie, you decide to come back to Kildare. Second part!

part one

wc: 1.4k

a/n: Thank you guys so much for the positive feedback from the first part, I'm already planning on part three! Let me know what you think and if you would like to be tagged in the next part! (: <3333

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You have two options; run for the hills and deny even seeing him, obviously a lie, or go up and face it head-on. Who is this girl next to him? Sofia hasn��t stopped watching Rafe’s face since you walked in. She knew who you were so she knew how he must’ve felt seeing you here. You decide to go over, at least you could introduce yourself to the girl and say hi to Kelce; both fallbacks if things with Rafe get too awkward. You make your way over straight to them and watch Kelce turn to whisper something to Rafe then walk away. Damn it Kelce.

As he walked by you, he grabbed your wrist, “Welcome home. Thank God you’re back.”

You look at him with nothing but nervousness in your eyes, “Is it that bad?”

“I’m just really happy to see you.” he chuckles as he keeps walking far away from whatever was about to happen.

Sofia seemed to only move closer to Rafe’s side, not that he was paying her a single slither of attention anyways. With his mouth stuck open, you look down at your feet suddenly feeling every set of eyes on you.

“Hey,” you said once you reach him. Hey? Really?

“Uh, hey?”

“Sorry that was weird, how are you?”

He would not break eye contact, please look away.

“Oh, I’m great, yeah. You know how much I love Rose Cameron’s parties.”

You snicker at his sarcasm and finally break the eye contact, looking at the girl you had conveniently forgotten was there.

“Hi, I’m Y/N.” You stick out your hand for her to shake.

“Sofia.” She says with a small smile.

“Rose did a great job planning all this, huh? It really looks nice in here.” Please, God, strike me down right here.

“Yeah.” She trailed off awkwardly.

“So! How long have you two been together?” You asked with the fakest smile you could muster.

“We’re not together.” “A few months.” Rafe and Sofia answer at the same exact time.

Your smile falters, which answer was it? You send her a soft smile before Rafe looks down at you, “What are you doing here, Y/N?”

You debated telling him that Wheezie called but you didn’t want to throw her under the bus.

“Oh uh, my parents told me what had happened. I had the weekend free so I decided I should probably come to pay my respects.”

“Oh.”

Silence, again.

“Have you guys seen Wheezie around anywhere? I want to go say hi.”

“Yeah, I think she’s outback with Sarah somewhere,” Sofia responds, Rafe still hasn’t looked away from you. He’s looking down at you with an intensity that makes it feel hard to breathe.

“Thank you, I’m sure I’ll see you guys around later. It was great to meet you.” You walked away as if the ground would swallow you whole if you stayed another minute. Rafe walked away from Sofia without a word.

Of course, you had to run into Rose before even making it outside. She gasped “Y/N!”

She looks awful, wearing all black and mascara under her eyes. No one should have to go through something like this, twice nonetheless.

“Hey Rose, I’m so sorry.” You said softly as tears filled her eyes again. She shook her head, not wanting to address it.

“Everyone’s going to be so happy to see you, we miss you coming around to the house.”. You were always welcome there, they thought you were a great influence on everyone. Not to mention, you had a spotless reputation. As an older woman came up to speak to Rose, you took that as your sign to continue walking towards the door.

It doesn’t take long at all to spot her, “Wheezie!”

“Y/N! Finally, you’re here!” she said as she pulled you into a hug.

You looked over to see Sarah shocked at the sight of you.

“Hey, Sar.”

She pulled you into a hug as soon as Wheezie let go of you and whispered in your ear, “You wouldn’t believe what happened since you left.”

She gave you an unreadable look as she pulled away from the hug and showed you where they had sat down.

“Did you see him?” Wheezie asked as Sarah looked for your reaction. All you could do was nod as you let out the breath you felt you had been holding since you saw him.

“I’m sorry, maybe I shouldn’t have asked you to come here,” Wheezie says upset with herself.

“No, I’m glad I’m here. I want to be here for you guys.” You reassured. You had half a mind to google ‘therapists near me’ sitting here, but you wouldn’t tell Wheeze that. You wanted to be strong for them. As if the universe was playing some kind of sick prank on you, you look up and see Sofia walking past. She’s beautiful, like super gorgeous. Ouch.

Sarah follows your eyes to see what has caught your attention and just shook her head. The rest of the gathering was pretty bearable. You sat with Sarah and Wheezie, while she caught you up on all the drama from her school, not letting you or Sarah get a word out. You didn’t see Rafe for the rest of the time you were there.

He had left the party early, Sofia following him into Tannyhill and up the stairs, lost in his head and whispering to himself.

“Sofia, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you considered us an official thing,” he whispered, he wanted to be nice about it. She had always been nice to him. But, they really weren’t in a relationship, neither of them had ever even expressed interest in defining it as such.

“Oh we’re not, I know that,” she shrugged. Rafe felt his eyes pop out of his head, why would she say that then? Has she lost her mind? Why would she say that to Y/N of all people? “But, I wanted to see how she would react,” she added. He just look at her incredulously.

“Look, Rafe, you’ve been very sweet, but it’s so obvious you never got over her. I could tell before she even stepped foot back in Kildare, and it was painfully obvious when you saw her there. I thought if I acted like you were with me and moved on from her it would pull a reaction out of her.” She paused, waiting for some kind of reaction but she didn’t get one so she kept talking, “And it did. Did you see her face? She was very obviously upset.” He sat there with his head in his hands. She was upset? Did she care?

“I’m gonna go, I’ll see you later.” She said, standing up from her seat.

He looked up quickly and put his pride aside. Grabbing her wrist as she walked past, all he could do is apologize.

“You have nothing to be sorry for, Rafe.” She gave him a soft smile and showed herself out of the house.

Sarah had pulled you away the second Wheezie had finally been distracted enough to stop talking for a moment.

“We should talk.” is all she says as she pulls you in the direction of the parking lot, saying goodbye to the faces you recognized as you walked out of the club.

“Where are we going?”

“Somewhere far away from all these kooks.”

“Oh right I forgot, you’re claiming that pogue life now that you have a new pogue boyfriend.” you teased, you never really cared about the kook versus pogue bullshit.

“You will too when I catch you up to speed with everything that has happened since you’ve been gone.”

You drive over to the southside and follow her out to a dock where the HMS Pogue was tied up. John B, Kie, JJ, Pope, and another girl you didn’t know were all sitting there talking before they noticed your arrival.

John B stood up and pulled Sarah into a hug immediately, “How’d it go?” he asked softly.

“As good as expected, picked up a stranger on the way over here.” she sighed as she moved out of the way for everyone to look at you. You smiled and waved at the familiar faces and introduced yourself to the girl you now know as Cleo.

“So Cleo, how long have you lived in the Banks?” you asked.

Everyone turns their heads to look around at each other.

“Yeah, we’ll get to that, we have a lot of catching up to do,” Sarah said and took the spot next to John B.

part three

Tag List :)

@f4ll-for-you @colbysbrocks

#rafe cameron #outer banks #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron imagine #outer banks imagine

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starry-night-author · 1 year

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i love ur writing tee hee <3333

im a sucker for hero x villain with a child but!!!! divorced :0 ? show me some great co parenting with a side of falling in love again (^o^)

Thank you!!! Nyehehehe the dynamic ever

Prompt #14

Villain leaned back dramatically as Sidekick was led down the hall to them. "Ah, baby's first time in jail. I remember my first time! It wasn't this jail, but being here sure does bring back memories."

"Shut up," Hero grumbled. They were in the middle of signing papers. "Don't encourage this."

"You guys didn't both have to come," Sidekick said awkwardly, stepping over to them.

"Yes, but I wanted to congratulate you, and Hero wanted to yell at you." Villain said, sweeping their child up into a hug. "I brought cotton to stuff in your ears if you don't want to listen to it."

Sidekick giggled, then caught sight of the look on Hero's face and quickly sobered up.

After fully signing out and Sidekick getting their belongings back, the three piled into Hero's car to head back to their house. Hero drove, but spent most of their time looking up into the rearview mirror to hold a conversation with Sidekick in the backseat.

"I can't believe you!" Hero exclaimed. "You know there's only so much the Agency can allow, and you ending up in jail already is going to have you on probation. Are you trying to end up like Villain?"

"Which isn't a terribly bad thing," Villain reminded them. "There's a stop sign, love."

"Thank you." Hero slammed on the breaks just in time, sending both Villain and Sidekick flying forward, only to be jarringly caught by their seatbelts.

Hero let out a breath, letting two other cars go at the four-way stop before pressing on the gas again. "Look, I suppose it's fine if you get in with Villain's operation, but you have to do that the right way. The villainous world is dangerous, and you have to get in through going along with Villain and not being caught stealing in the middle of the night!"

"Sorry," Sidekick said quietly. "It won't happen again."

"It won't?" Villain frowned, looking let down.

Hero glowered at them, and they laughed. "Sorry, sorry, kidding. I'll support whatever you do, dear."

"It'd better not," Hero looked up at them in the mirror again. "The only time I want word of you stealing is if it's from the right people and you're with Villain, got it?"

"Got it, Hero." Sidekick looked down at their hands.

"That being said, if you do decide to go back to it, I know a few cases we could do together." Villain glanced back at them with a grin, and Sidekick couldn't help but smile back.

Having a hero and a villain as parents could lead to some strange conversations.

"Look, we're already being accused of nepotism by the Agency, due to how fast you've advanced." Hero said. "Which, you and I know that's not the case, but if you manage to keep your position after this people are really going to be suspicious."

"I'm going to lose my position?!" Sidekick asked, alarmed. They hadn't thought of that.

"You might," Hero admitted. "I'll try to do everything I can to stop it, but there's only so much I can do."

Sidekick let out a breath. "Sorry, Hero. And... thanks."

"Of course. How are you, though? Are you doing okay?"

"I'm fine," Sidekick let out a breath. "I didn't realize getting caught would ruin my position though."

Villain nodded. "See, this is why you should come be a villain with me, we don't have to worry about any of that."

"Stop pressuring them!" Hero scolded.

The villain shrugged. "It's just a point!" They looked back at Sidekick. "You're sure you're alright though? This isn't the result of lashing out due to teenage angst or anything?"

Sidekick smiled. "I'm fine, you guys. Really. I'm sorry you both had to get up this late."

"I was up anyway," Villain yawned.

"Doing what?" Hero cast them a suspicious glance.

Villain just smirked, leaning back in their chair. "Your little Agency will find out in the morning. Thankfully everything had been wrapped up by the time I got the call."

Once they got to Hero's house there were just enough hours of darkness left to get in a little sleep, so the two tucked Sidekick into bed. The kid was never too old for that.

Outside of Sidekick's door Hero let out an anxious breath, and Villain opened their arms. That was all it took for Hero to melt against them, Villain holding them tightly. They just held each other for a moment, Hero taking a minute to let go of their stress.

"I'm just worried because they've worked so hard to get where they are in the Agency," Hero murmured into Villain's shoulder. "I don't want them to lose that."

"They'll be fine," Villain assured them, gently rubbing their back. "Besides, if you can't talk the Agency into letting them keep their position, they've got one of the city's most feared and respected villains as their parent too. Threats have worked in the past, haven't they?"

Hero chuckled. "I've missed you."

"Missed you too."

"Coffee in the morning?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

#THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE PROMPTS NOW ACTUALLY #AAAA #hero x villain #villain x hero #hero #villain #sidekick #heroes and villains #hero x villain community #writing #writing prompt #prompt #starry-night-author #thanks for the ask!#anon ask

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suzukara · 2 years

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hii can i request a scaramouche angst plssss im begging for one pls i want to cry, maybe make scara really mean, abandon us or something like that. until one day or years later he regreted his decision and decided to look for us and found us with other ppl (CHILDE PLSLS YK THE DRAMA) thank uuu<3333

Too late now —

pairings: scaramouche x gn! reader, childe x gn! reader

warnings: toxic and abusive scara, mentions of scars, angst to fluff, trauma, swearing

a/n: sorry this took awhile to get out anyways, I love this idea. have I ever mentioned how much I love writing angst? I hope you like this post and enjoy reading! (not proofread)

"how could you have been so careless and stupid? why did you even sign up for this job if you can't even do something as simple as arranging papers? can't believe I dated someone as incompetent and useless as you. get out." scaramouche yelled at you as you looked down in shame.

"w-what?" you stuttered out in disbelief.

"did you not hear me? I said get out of my sight you stupid bitch, I never want to see your face ever again! or do I have to make you get out?" he repeated, hands sparking with electro, reminding you of an incident that had happened awhile ago.

you knew better then to disobey his orders, having experienced the consequences of it before.

you quickly got up from your knees, sobbing as you ran out of his room. you loved him, you really did, but why does he treat you this way? a year ago, he was still treating you as if you were made of glass, what happened?

memories of his traumatic punishments flooded your mind as your knees gave out under you, making you latch onto a nearby wall for support. you looked at the scars on your arms and legs that serves as a reminder to you of what he has done.

the electro cracking in his hands sending shocks down your body, the horrifying look on his face still haunts you at night.

"hey, you alright?"

"childe?"

"why are you crying?"

you took one good look at him before bursting out in tears. you felt ashamed for crying in front of him, but you couldn't control yourself as flashbacks of the abuse you experienced flashed through your mind.

childe pats you on your back reassuringly, while telling you everything and anything that you needed to hear. he held you close to him, not caring about the tears that has soaked his expensive shirt.

he was everything you needed.

you never had the chance to admire his beauty, given that scaramouche was a jealous man. though now that he wasn't there to stop you anymore, you felt as if he was an angel sent from heaven. your angel.

and now that you thought about it deeply, scaramouche has never done any of these before. for someone who was all high and mighty, he sure was childish.

everytime, he would take his anger out on you then come back as if he's done nothing wrong. how foolish you were to accept his non-existent apology over and over again even after he made you go through hell and back.

though this time, you have someone here for you, to accompany you through all of these. and that person was childe.

you never noticed the way he has always been looking out for you, the way he always helps you even without you asking, the way he cared for you when you got injured on a mission.

now that you see it though, you made sure repay him back ten times.

it's been a year since then, and you've long moved on from him. you've found someone better, better then him.

childe

ajax has insisted to bringing you out for dinner to celebrate your one-year anniversary before bringing you to see his family.

while you were both on your way to the restaurant, you unfortunately bumped into a certain someone...

"[name]? why are you hanging out with this asshole?"

"what do you mean 'why are they hanging out with me'? weren't you the one who abandoned them?" ajax spat back at him.

"[name], why are you with him?" scaramouche demanded for you to answer him.

"I'm their boyfriend. so leave them alone already, won't you?" ajax pushed you behind him, standing in front of you protectively.

"this isn't your business childe, stay out of this. we don't want things to get messy."

"their business is my business, as their boyfriend, I wouldn't allow them to get hurt by you again." ajax glared at your ex.

"get hurt by me? I think you're mistaken. I've never hurt them intentionally before. now get out, and stay out." scaramouche glared back, hand crackling with electro behind his back.

"you know, I've never been one to refuse a good battle..." ajax summoned his catalyst, smirking, "and I think a fist fight would be suitable for the both of us right now."

you watched as you ex and current boyfriend both summoned their catalysts, getting ready to block and attack.

you didn't know what to do. you felt weak and useless, but when you saw scaramouche launch towards ajax with his hands aiming for a strike that might cause your boyfriend to never awake, you felt an instinct.

an instinct to protect, to defend, to help, but you weren't so stupid now were you? you weren't just going to run in front of scaramouche.

since the gods in celestia above has blessed you with a vision, you made sure to put it to good use...

if you strike a blow of anemo just at the right time, you can definately catch him off guard. after all, he's only ever thought of you as a weak little thing.

right before scaramouche's hands could touch ajax, you sent a heavy blow of anemo towards him, successfully pushing him back for awhile.

"[name]? how dare you?" scaramouche looked at you in betrayal.

"I'm not going to submit to you like a good little puppy anymore. not after what you've done, I won't come running back to you anymore." you stared blankly at him.

"your lying, you're nothing without me. so why won't you be good and come back to me?" he tried persuading you, this was how he got you to go back with him each and everytime.

"I'm not falling for that anymore, scaramouche. if you keep playing the same trick on a child, they won't fall for it after the third or fourth time. I've moved on, let me go please." you looked away, not wanting to see his reaction.

"let's go ajax, we have a dinner reservation..." you reminded, pulling him along with you, but when you were leaving you can't help but think.

'would I have forgiven him again if I hadn't met ajax? if he 'apologised' earlier? if I didn't leave?'

though that's too late to think about now, since it's too late now...

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vernblr · 1 year

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A Ferris Wheel For Two

Summary: You take Seokmin out for a cute little carnival date as a birthday gift and act like little kids about it. He must be using his birthday wishes on you, your one wish is to give him a day he would remember and you've done it in spades.

WC: 2.4k

Established relationship, food, mentions of living together, a tiny hint of insecurity, tooth-rotting fluff

A/N: I am SO late to 218 day but the one and only reason why I didn't write something for Vernon was because of this cover Dokyeom did and it filled me with too many feelings. But also this is for @seokmins who is the Dokyeom to my Vernon <3333

“You know, when you told me you wanted to take me out somewhere for my birthday, I didn’t expect this.” Seokmin laughed, staring out at the bright colors of the carnival you decided to bring him to as you parked.

“What, you expected a fancy dinner or something? I could always turn around and we can do that instead.” You teased, staring at him out of the corner of your eye with a raised eyebrow.

“No, no. This is perfect, thank you.” He turned to face you now, his eyes scrunching up and crinkling in the way you’ve always loved when he smiled. “What did I ever do to deserve you?” “Being yourself. I love you just the way you are, you know that? Now come on, let’s go make your birthday special.” You say, punctuating your statement by opening your door. “It already is though, because I’m here with you.” He half whined, but complied in getting out of the car to join you.

Seokmin takes up your hand immediately, swinging your intertwined arms in time with your steps as you walk towards the ticket booth. In the bright sunlight, you can’t help but admire the sparkles in his eyes as he hummed to himself. Everything about him was so endearing, it filled your heart until it felt like you would burst from it, and you hoped with all your heart that you would give him the kind of day he deserved.

“So, where does the birthday boy want to go first?” You teased. “You can get anything you want and I’ll pay for it. Food, games, rides, whatever you want.”

He shook his head, ducking it to try and hide the smile that split across his face, but it was hard to hide it from you when you could practically feel the joy radiate off him. It wasn’t an exaggeration to call him your sunshine, or sunshine in general when the happiness he would experience practically came off him in waves. So you let him hold onto his pride (for now) and simply kissed his cheek. “Well, what’ll it be? I need an answer, you know.”

“I can’t believe you sometimes, you spoil me too much. But if you want me to pick so much, let’s go to the merry-go-round.”

After buying a sizable amount of tickets, and trying in vain to fit them in your bag, Seokmin leads you to the gilded merry-go-round in the middle of the carnival. Neither of you minded the line for it, nor the fact that it seemed almost entirely composed of energetic kids and their parents as you both giggled over the stories you told each other. Maybe the kids’ energy was rubbing off on you as you giddily hopped up on a painted horse with Seokmin at your side. Even as you both knew the horses didn’t actually move you pretended to have a race anyways, playfully taunting each other as you spun around. You intentionally chose a horse that was slightly behind him so he would win the ‘race’, and that didn’t escape his notice when he kissed your forehead after getting off.

“So, what would the winner of our race like to say to his loving fans?” You joked, wandering around aimlessly.

“Well, I would love to tell them that none of this would be possible without the support of my wonderful partner for losing on purpose. It was from their selfless act that I was able to get this far.” He spoke dramatically, sending you into another fit of giggles.

You passed by an ice cream stand and slightly nudged him in its direction after seeing the way he was eyeing it, and ambled up to the back of its line to choose your flavors.

“Hm, which do I want? Vanilla? Chocolate? The mixed version? Oh, there’s a version with churros too…” He mumbled to himself, brows furrowing a little.

“How about we get a big mixed one with churros so we can share it? You can cover all your options with it, I’m sure we can finish it together.”

Now settled on your choice, you halfheartedly glared at him as he tried to pull out his wallet. “Absolutely not.” You stated, making an attempt to snatch it. “I told you I would pay for everything, and I mean it.”

“But that’s a lot of money and I don’t mind helping you pay for things since we’re enjoying this together.” He protested, yanking his wallet away from your reach.

You hummed to yourself, seemingly in thought, but Seokmin could identify the mischievous gleam in your eye from anywhere and you weren’t fooling him.

“What are you going to do?” He asked slowly, putting his wallet away for safekeeping (and far out of your reach).

“Nothing!” You chirped, earning a skeptical hum from him. “I just want you to know that if you try to pay for anything, then I’m stealing your wallet for the rest of the day. You’ll get it back when we go home though.”

He rolled his eyes at the cheerful way you said it, mumbling under his breath about you hanging around his hyungs too much with a pout.

“Aw, it’s okay. If it makes you feel better, you can do the same thing for my birthday too.” That immediately perked him up, and you giggled at how fast he was able to bounce back from that. Maybe he wasn’t as upset about it as he looked, and maybe putting the idea of spoiling you silly for your birthday in his head wasn’t a good idea either, but you still won for today and that’s what mattered. You just hope that maybe he will forget about it by the time your birthday comes around. (spoiler: he does not)

Sitting down with your giant, churro ladened serving of ice cream topped with a pair of spoons made you feel like you were truly embodying the spirit of every carnival date ever. You weren’t really complaining, quite the opposite actually, and it was really very hard to be any kind of disappointed at how giddy Seokmin was at the sight of it. It was a little cold for ice cream, seeing as it was the middle of February, but the bright sunlight made the chill of it far more bearable. But as you traded bites from spoons and churros alike for each other, the chill faded away.

Now very unwilling to go on any of the rides until you both digested the sheer amount of dessert you ate, you headed towards the games. All the flashing lights and dizzying colors seemed to meld together for you, you had a hard time picking them apart after a while so you watched Seokmin contentedly as he inspected the prizes for one he wanted. You both drifted from booth to booth, swinging hands as you went, until he stopped abruptly. A giant bear gazed down at the passing onlookers with a small smile, and he smiled back up at it unconsciously. Despite its size, it was fairly simple in design and contrasted heavily against the other prizes around it. You personally thought most of the prizes at carnivals were too gaudy, but you could definitely see this one becoming a part of your shared home. You both shared a knowing look as you approached the game with determination.

Like many other carnival games, it was deceptively easy in theory: throw darts at balloons and get prizes based on how many were popped. To get the giant bear you’d both been eyeing, you had to pop 20 balloons together. You had to admit to yourself, you weren’t sure how good Seokmin was at this because you’d never been in a situation like this with him before. Well, there was a first time for everything, and you weren’t too bad of a shot yourself. At least, you hoped so. Any certainty you had about your skills soon diminished as you paid for the game though, reluctantly arming yourself with the little darts provided to you.

Seokmin seemed to sense your nervousness, putting his darts down to squeeze your hand tight in his. “We’ve got this, I know we do. Even if we don’t, we can always try again. Fighting.”

You laughed at how serious he said the last part, feeling your nerves fade as you picked your darts back up. “Fighting.” You responded, setting a fierce grin on your face.

As soon as a whistle sounded, you both threw the darts with all of your might, cheering with every balloon that popped. The speed at which you threw them slowed as you ran out of both targets and darts, aiming more carefully now to ensure that you hit them. Now down to the final balloons, you’re the only one with darts left as Seokmin acts as your personal cheerleader. Your eyes narrow, your grip tightens, the entire world falls away until it’s just you and your target. You pull your arm back and throw the final dart, focusing so intently on the way it sails through the air that it feels like it’s moving in slow motion. With a sharp pop! and the chime of a bell, the final target had been felled.

Seokmin sweeps you up in a tight hug, whooping loudly in your ear as you both jump up and down in excitement. You can barely register how loud you’re screaming with the way the blood rushes through your ears combined with Seokmin’s presence as both overwhelm you. You both hold onto some kind of dignity though and calm down quickly, now very aware of the fact that you were in a public space. The person running the game wordlessly hands over the bear you request, their judgment nearly palpable. Seeing a pair of full grown adults jump and scream like children wasn’t going to win you any favors with them, so you left quickly to their job and trotted away with your bear in tow.

“I don’t know if we can go on any of the roller coasters anymore with this.” Seokmin laughed, tugging lightly on one of its ears.

“Hm, it would be a shame to have to leave it on the ground every time we wanted to go on one, and I don’t think we would want to put it in our backseat after that either.” You hummed, running a hand through its fur. “We don’t have to go on any of the rides if you don’t want to, and it’s getting a little late anyways.”

Seokmin looked up at the sky, marveling at the way the bright blue sky had started to turn golden. “Wow, you were right. I didn’t even realize how much time we spent here. I guess time passed us by so fast because of all the fun we were having, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

As he looked back down at you, something caught his eye over your shoulder, prompting you to turn around. Right by the exit of the carnival was a giant Ferris wheel, its frame dotted with tiny twinkling lights.

“Maybe there is a ride we can go on after all.”

Trying to get onto the Ferris wheel near sunset went about as well as you expected. Other couples were trying to get on as well, the line snaking around the little railings set up next to the wheel. Neither of you minded, passing the time by talking and taking turns carrying the bear. You always enjoyed the ability to talk in length with Seokmin, he always had something interesting to say, but at the same time the front of the line couldn’t come fast enough as your arms ached under the weight of your prize. You were more than a little jealous of the way he was able to carry it with ease, he seemed to only pass it off to you because you insisted on taking turns. Curse him and his perfectly sculpted arms.

Finally, you got to rest your feet as you sat in your carriage on the wheel, the bear sitting across from you. You leaned your head on his shoulder as you slowly ascended, the sunlight rising with you until it broke past the horizon. Everything was painted deep gold as far as the eye could see, lapping over crevasses in the buildings like a blanket. The sight jolted you up as you leaned out the window slightly to gaze at the view.

Seokmin took pictures of the landscape from the top once you had stopped, a smile as warm as the sunlight spreading across his face. The view from atop the wheel was beautiful, but the sight he treasured most was you, your sun-stained hair making a halo around you. Seokmin wouldn’t blame his heart for bursting right then and there if it did, the amount of love he held for you filled him utterly.

He gently placed his hand on yours, drawing your attention to him with a questioning hum. He brought his other hand up to cup your cheek and you instinctively leaned in, closing your eyes for a slow kiss. Everything about this moment was just right, the perfect amount of simple and sweet. And as the wheel started to descend, the light fading as dusk began to shade you, Seokmin couldn’t help but think that this was the best birthday gift you could have ever given him.

Now sufficiently tired out from the day’s events, you both made your way back to your car as the soft glow of sunset fell into the haze of twilight. You didn’t even complain when he guided you to the passenger seat, taking the driver’s seat instead. When you and the bear were both secured in place, he began the drive home in the soft darkness. Glancing over at you only confirmed his suspicions, you had already fallen asleep with your head resting against your seatbelt. You deserved the rest after everything you had done for him today, and he was going to make sure he showed you his appreciation. Nothing could end his day better than a cozy night in, eating takeout from your favorite place as you watched something together. With that plan in mind, he drove carefully to avoid disturbing you as the moon climbed higher into the sky.

#seventeen #svthub #dokyeom #seventeen imagines #dokyeom imagines #if you have any feedback lmk! ^^#*clenches fist* i love the 218 bros so so much

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Hi!! I love your writing sooo much!! The way you write for Jeremiah is incredible and I'm falling in love with him even more! I know you don't take requests, but I wanted to drop this idea here, because if there was anyone I'd want to write it, it's you. What if Jere and the reader were best friends and both in love with the other, but never did anything to try to become more, scared of something bad happening? And at some point Jere gives up trying to hide his feelings and becomes very direct, flirting and stuff, and the reader gets sad, thinking he only wants to have sex with her? And they have a small fight, in which he realizes that she misunderstood his actions, and tells her that he's in love with her?

oh my god, my heart 🥺🤍🥺

thank you so much for sending this in, it means the world to me to know you love my writing – and if it made you love jere more, that just makes my day!! 🤍🤍🤍

i really don't take requests all that often – but your scenario is almost identical to the 'fic i'm writing on ao3 (the first part of it anyway), though that's a jere x oc, which i completely understand might not be your thing. and it's just a perfectly angsty/cute situation to be in, that i'm gonna go ahead and do this one.

thank you so much for trusting me with your headcanon! hope you like it. :) <3333

Jeremiah Fisher Headcanon: As Your Best Friend (You're In Love With)

being best friends with jeremiah fisher was the best, most blessed curse you'd ever been given. because it was everything – but it was also not even close to being nearly enough.

for as long as you could remember, there had been a muted burn at the back of your throat every time you looked at him - every time he looked at you. because the sight of him set your body ablaze and your heart roaring like wildfire. because you were in love with him. you always had been.

you had never said anything – even though the secret sometimes felt like smoke in your throat. you couldn't - you were terrified that jeremiah would simply stare at you with his clear, crystalline eyes, measure you up against the bizarre, beautiful bodies he'd already been with – and turn you down entirely.

you couldn't have borne that – so you said nothing, even though there were fleeting moments – his hand around your wrist just a little more forceful than normal, his fingers lingering around your waist just a little too long – his lips somehow always finding their way to your cheeks and forehead – that had you hoping against hope that he might reciprocate your feelings – even just a little.

but that was until he openly started flirting with you. leaning in until he was inches from your face, smirking at the deep shade of red you always turned - his lashes always lowered, dark as soot whenever he looked at you – worst of all his fingers, driving you wild as they gently stroked against the small of your back, the inseam of your arm... sometimes even the side of your jaw.

and though all you wanted to was sink into him, sink below him – you couldn't. you wouldn't. because jeremiah flirted with everyone. had one night with everyone.

but you didn't want one night with him – you wanted all his nights, each and every one – all his days too, the stolen, sleepy moments in his mornings that no one else got to see. you wanted him – forever and always, and anything less than that would break your bitter, yearning heart more than it had already been broken by the beseeching blue of his eyes.

the next time he pulled you in too close on the pretext of being drunk, your shadows indistinguishable from each other in the dim light of the porch, you couldn't stand it any longer – you pushed him away, hard. your body might have shuddered straight into his arms had you not.

you regretted it instantly – you could tell you'd hurt his feelings – badly. his face twisted, backing away from you. "is it really so hard," he said dully. "to let me touch you? is the idea of us together truly so terrible to you?"

your mouth popped open in shock – you were horrified. that wasn't what you had meant at all. you called for him desperately, but he was already walking away from you. desperately, you reached out and grabbed his arm, forcing him to turn around.

"jere," you said thickly, the tears flowing as fast as your words. "jere, i'm sorry – i'm sorry but i can't have sex with you. i just can't, because it would actually mean something to me – it would mean everything to me, and i'm sorry i just can't do it, not when i've loved you this long. i've been in love with you this long, since the first time i saw you smile at me, and i CAN'T be your one night stand. i just can't jere, it would kill me, i –"

you gasped as you found yourself pressed up flush against his body, his lips sliding softly, insistently, against yours. you could have sworn there were flames flickering in your veins as your hands automatically twined themselves in his tousled blond hair – as he kept kissing you, like your mouth was the only memory he wanted to mold to his own, long enough that you had almost begun to sigh into his mouth.

"don't," he said roughly, the sound going straight to your core when he finally pulled back. "you dare call yourself a one-night stand."

you stared at him, stunned.

jeremiah stared back, fond and soft and utterly exasperated. "how could you think i just wanted to have sex with you," he demanded, thumbing away the last of the tears on your face. "you're all i've ever loved. all i've ever wanted since the first time you flew at me in that playground and picked a fight."

"how could you not see?" he asked tenderly when he saw that your eyes were brimming over again.

"how could you not see?" you managed to say tremulously as he lifted you up into his arms.

"okay, we're both idiots," jeremiah agreed, and you closed your eyes as you felt him laughing against your hair. you couldn't believe it – it was the safest, most secure you'd felt in years.

he loved you. he wanted you. he was yours.

and you knew you'd spend your entire lifetime loving him back. ♡

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