#as a joke but got rejected everytime

[viniferas]

THIS IS HOLO PRODUCTION'S CEO/PRESIDENT.

#yagoo advertising the stars' pantsu himself... #especially after several of the members said he should wear em as advertisement too since he does it for holopro wearable merch #every once in a while #the fact he actually did it #yknow this is lowkey heartwarming bc like the jp stars--i think it was izuru specifically suggested that they sell pantsu merch #as a joke but got rejected everytime #but for april fools this year they did the YATTA cover #alongside with a whole load of shenanigans #from both the en & jp side it was just a Time #and yknow the stars were actually like a personal project/dream of his to have a successful male idol vtuber group #bc that hasnt rlly existed before #and thats why he has never given up on them and has continued to support them to this day. its why he personally reassured #and was a comforting presence to miyabi and the first gen since they were really struggling so hard from the beginning #and literally respected the og nine's wishes to not have another gen so that they could have some firm footing #and stand on their own first #and they were given nearly 2 yrs to do so #before the new generation debuted #like the fact that they were fully supported despite the low viewership they had and how much they were overshadowed #just really shows how much yagoo believes in them and how he was never willing to leave them behind. i hope that continues to be the case #for years to come #dshfdglkshjsdfjkg #DAMNIT. LOOK AT THIS. #being cheesy in the tags of a post about pantsu #isnt that just a ridiculous thing to do

[knockknockitsnickels]

"People are mean to Lionblaze his chapters aren't boring" You fools. I love Lionblaze because his chapters are boring.

#wc #this is partially a joke i actually have way more thots abt lionblaze than i probably should #but it's also sincere #everytime omen of the stars cuts from jayf learning about the deep wc lore #or dovewing struggling with feeling like an outsider in her own clan as her closest relationship falls apart #or Ivypool's feelings of inadeqacy #to Lionblaze having relationship problems #i think it is sincerely very funny. King shit. Lionblaze said 'sucks to b u guys but ive got a gf' #that said i also really like some of the ideas they get into with his struggles to control his strength and wish they explored that more #i even like his characterization in tbc #i like the idea that he just. gets worse #and goes from being horrified by accidentally killing someone to just murdering harestar (but its harestar so who give a shit) #i forgot to mention i like that he seemed to value having bs as a dad and was hurt by his rejection of him and i wish the authors did more #with that #anyway i both think lionblaze is potentially a really interesting character #AND i think the jokes about him being both boring and an unrepentant murderer are funny #he has the range #this was way too long i have an essay im not writing

[cr-komi]

"I Need to Know"

Summary: After a daunting sex experience, you're left with the idea that you're bad at sex, but is that really true? Or should you go to someone else to see if they can be honest with you about the truth?

Pairing: Kim Namjoon X Reader (F)

Genre: Smut, fluff (just a little bit at the very end)

Word Count: 6,200+

Warnings: Swearing, angst, oral (m&f receiving), unprotected sex (don't do this, please!), multiple orgasms

Author's Note: I'm back! It was super fun writing the last story so I'm doing it again :) I hope you all enjoy this one just as much as the last. Again, it's not really proofread per say? More like I just skimmed through it to quickly check for mistakes. Anyway, please enjoy and let me know what you think!

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"Wait, what did he tell you?"

Your best friend, Sana, had been resting lazily on the arm of the couch, quietly listening as you recollected the events of last night: going to a bar, meeting a guy who, unfortunately, was a total walking red flag, although due to your state of intoxication you were too blind to notice, getting into a car with him and going back to his apartment, and totally fucking up by having sex with him.

To your dismay, your memory had been completely clear, up until the moment you slept with him.

"He told me I was a bad lay." You mumbled, head hanging low.

"Jesus, what an asshole," she retorted, maneuvering herself so that she was facing you, insead of the wall she was previously eye-to-eye with, "why do you think he would say something like that?"

"Well, I know why, actually." You responded, eyes still averted towards the plush rug beneath you, "because the morning after we...you know...did it, he asked me if I wanted to be in a relationship, and I said...well, I said no."

Your words echoed in the stillness of the living room, and for a moment, the room seemed to hold its breath. The only sound was the soft ticking of the clock on the wall.

You hesitated, unsure of how to continue. The shame of your confession still lingered heavily in the air, a painful reminder of your poor judgment.

"Okay," Sana said quietly, trying to gauge the severity of the situation. "So he asked you if you wanted to like...date, and you said you rejected him. Then what happened?"

"Well...he got all mad at me. Saying shit like, 'Oh, I only got with you as a joke,' and 'You're nothing more than just a cocksleeve,' then he told me I sucked at sex and kicked me out."

"Don't worry, Y/N, you probably just bruised his ego and that's how he responded. It's nothing to be upset or embarrassed over."

You looked up at her, your eyes welling with tears. "I know, but I can't get those words out of my head. I mean, does he really think I'm bad at sex? Granted, it's not like I'm an expert or anything like that but--"

Sana reached out and gently squeezed your hand. "Sweetie, you're not bad at sex, trust me. He was just...mad but you'll both get over it. Don't let one asshole ruin your self-image."

"I'm trying, but it's kind of hard, you know? Everytime I try to have sex with a guy it lasts two minutes so they can use me to get themselves off, and then they move on to someone else. I just wish I could find someone who would be honest with me about this whole situation, someone who--"

Suddenly, a light switch went off in your head. You did know someone who could truly tell you if you were bad at sex or not. It may not be ideal, but you can only hope he'll say yes.

"I just...I just thought of something." You whispered, a hint of excitement and nervousness in your voice, "I know someone who can help me out. Someone who could... validate my skills in bed."

"Who is it?" Sana asked, equally intrigued and cautious.

You shot up from your seat on the floor, your phone falling out of your lap in the process, causing a loud crash to erupt the silence that had settled between the two of you.

Sana flinched at the sound, but continued her feat to get an answer out of you, "Well? Who the fuck do you know that can help you out?"

"Uh, it's uh...it's a little weird," you stammered, gently grabbing your phone from off the floor and checking for damages, although none were visible. You didn't want to go through with this, but deep down you knew it was the only option you had.

"Come on, Y/N, spill the beans!" Sana prodded, her voice filled with curiosity.

You hesitated for a moment, your face flushed with embarrassment, "I...I can't I promise I will tell you everything later but can you...will you..."

Sana laughed, "You want me to leave?"

"No, it's not that I want you to, it's just--"

Sana slowly got up from her spot on the couch, “Say no more, Y/N, I know you'll give me all of the juicy details later."

Sana smiled and gave you a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder, giving you the space to collect your thoughts.

You took a deep breath and gathered your courage, "Okay. I want you to know that this is... unconventional, but I know it's the only way I can get an honest answer."

"Don't worry, girl, I trust you. Have fun though, and be safe!"

You laughed quietly, "I will."

With a smile on her face, she blew you a kiss before picking up her shoes and gracefully departing. As she closed the door gently, you could hear a soft 'click' resonating in the air.

With a resounding sigh, you ran your hands through your hair, calming your shaking nerves by reminding yourself that you'll get through this. You can't change what happened, but you can take control of what happens next.

With a hint of uncertainty, you muttered to yourself, "Alright, here we go." 

You started scrolling through your contacts, nodding as your fingers finally landed on the desired number. Taking a deep breath, you hesitantly pressed the dial button, initiating the call.

After a few rings, he finally picked up.

"Hey, Y/N, I haven't heard from you in a while." His voice was raspy, almost tired in a way, and you wanted nothing more than to simply hang up the phone and live your life with the fact that you're probably bad at sex, but you pushed through.

"Yeah, I know. How are you?" You tried as hard as you could to seem as calm as possible, willing yourself to steady your nervous breathing.

He laughed into the phone, "I'm good, tired, I guess, but that's how things usually are."

You forced a laugh, "Yeah, you're right! Th-that is how things go, that's e-exactly how I'm feeling right now. Life after college isn't easy but I-I'm getting through it and I--" You winced, realizing that you had been prattling on for the past minute about things he probably doesn't care about, "S-sorry, I'm rambling."

You could hear him smile through the phone, "That's okay." He paused for a moment, seemingly thinking about something before continuing, "So, what's up? Did you need something? Or did you just want to check in?"

"Oh, no! I definitely have something to ask you. It's just...kind of hard to say over the phone, can you come over?"

It was dead silent over the line, and you just wanted to crumble into a million pieces. You were so embarrassed. Why did you think this would work? Why did you even think he would say yes to--

"Sure. I'll be over in an hour."

Suddenly, the line went dead, and your mind went numb. Was this really happening? Would he really say yes to this like you hoped he would?

Probably not, but a girl can dream.

Your heart began racing as you realized how close you came to humiliating yourself with your idea. But now, you had a chance to prove yourself and get some real answers.

"I guess I need to get ready." You mumbled, checking the time before scrambling to the shower, ready to shave off every hair on your entire body.

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The steam enveloped you, a warm cocoon of mist that promised transformation. You stood beneath the cascading water, letting it wash away the remnants of the moments spent waiting for when you could finally see him.

Your fingers combed through your hair, lathering the strands with jasmine-scented shampoo; the fragrance was your favorite, lingering on you like a whispered secret.

"Focus," you murmured to yourself, rinsing the suds from your hair, watching them swirl into the drain. "It's just hanging out, not a life-changing event." But your heart’s fluttering betrayed your casual words.

You reached for the razor, gliding it along your skin with practiced precision, erasing the stubble in smooth strokes. Each movement was methodical, an effort to distract your mind from wandering towards him — his smile, his intellect, his unexpected kindnesses.

"Stop it," you chided yourself, but your lips curved upwards despite the reprimand. "You're just going to jinx it."

After turning off the water, you stepped out onto the plush bath mat, reaching for the towel in an attempt to begin and patting your skin dry. The mirror was fogged over, a ghostly canvas before you. With a sweep of your hand across its surface, your reflection peered back, a mixture of anticipation and vulnerability etched onto your features.

"Okay, Y/N, you can do this. Moisturize, makeup, and then--" Suddenly, a loud bang at the door caused you to jump out of your skin.

Your breath hitched in your throat, and for a moment, you hesitated, wondering if it was simply your imagination playing tricks on you. But the sound echoed in your ears, undeniable and frightening.

"Who could that be?" You thought, pulse quickening. Fear gripped your chest as you flung the towel around your body, clutching it tightly to your still-damp skin.

"Coming!" You called out, voice wavering slightly. You hurried to the door, your bare feet slapping against the cold tiles, leaving wet footprints in your wake. Every step fueled by a sense of urgency, you couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss.

As you reached the door, you swung it open, revealing the last person you expected to be standing there, despite your phone call from earlier.

Namjoon.

He blinked rapidly, clearly not expecting you to answer the door in such a state.

"Namjoon... What are you doing here? You're early," you stammered, taken aback by his unexpected arrival.

"Uh, yeah," he replied, glancing down at his feet before looking back up at you. "I wanted to come earlier. I just... I don't know, I felt like I needed to see you sooner."

His gaze lingered on you, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight of droplets of water cascading down your body, tracing rivulets over your collarbones and along your arms. It was clear that he hadn't anticipated this turn of events, and his obvious distraction only added to the electric charge in the air between the two of you.

"Are you okay?" You asked, your voice a mixture of concern and embarrassment. You couldn't help but feel exposed under his intense gaze, even with the towel wrapped securely around you.

"Uh, yeah," he said again, finally dragging his eyes back up to yours. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you or anything."

Your heart hammered in your chest as you looked at him, trying to discern his true intentions for coming early. Was it simply impatience that had driven him to your doorstep, or was there something deeper at play?

"Can you give me a moment to get dressed?" you asked softly, feeling the warmth of a blush creeping up your cheeks. "Then we can talk."

"Of course," Namjoon replied, stepping back from the doorway. "Take your time."

"No, no," you continued, slightly stuttering, you can come in, I just need a minute. You can make yourself comfortable on the couch or something if you'd like."

Namjoon nodded, noticing the tremble in your voice. He stepped inside, his eyes lingering on you for a moment longer before he crossed the room and sat down on the couch. You closed the door behind him and retreated to your bedroom, quickly pulling on a Brandy Melville tank-top and shorts set.

You didn't put on a bra or underwear underneath...just in case.

You emerged a few minutes later, your hair still damp and looking slightly disheveled. Namjoon was still sitting on the couch, his posture relaxed but alert.

"So," he began as you took a seat across from him. "What did you want to ask me?"

Oh, fuck. Here goes nothing.

"Well...I-I was out the other night," you began, voice trembling with nerves, "and, well, me and this guy, well we...I mean he...I mean we met a-at the bar."

Namjoon nodded, listening intently, never taking his eyes off of you.

"So, we went back to his apartment and...well...we, you know, did it."

Namjoon chuckled, feigning innocence, "I think you may have to spell it out for me, Y/N."

"We had sex." You deadpanned, hands shaking slightly, "a-and when I woke up in the morning, I'll spare you the details, but...he told me...h-he told me I-I was a bad...a bad lay."

You could see the disgust and hurt flash across Namjoon's face at the mention of this guy's insensitivity. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, and looked at you intently.

"I'm so sorry, Y/N. No one deserves to hear something like that, especially not you."

"Well...thank you but, I didn't just ask you here for your sympathy."

Namjoon's eyebrows raised in curiosity, "Oh? Well then why did you?"

"Because I..."

Just do it Y/N, it's now or never.

"Because you...?" He continued, trying to make you finish your sentence.

"Because I want your opinion."

You averted your gaze towards the ground, too nervous to gauge his reaction.

"My...opinion?" He echoed, clearly confused.

"I want to know if I'm really bad at sex or not. So...I asked you over because I know you'd be honest with me."

"Y/N, what are you asking me to do?"

"I'm asking you to fuck me...?"

You mumbled the last part, almost embarrassed to have spoken it aloud. Namjoon stared at you for a moment, shocked, before finally speaking, "Is this a joke?"

You hesitated, not sure if this was the right move, but you knew you had to be honest with yourself. With a deep breath, you looked up at Namjoon, meeting his eyes with determination.

"No, it's not a joke," you said firmly. "I want to know, from someone I trust, if I'm really bad at sex or not."

"I-I don't know, Y/N. I mean, seriously? We haven't seen each other in over a year and now you're suddenly asking me to fuck you?" He rose from his place on the couch suddenly pacing back and forth in front of you.

"I know it's sudden but...please if you'd just listen--"

"Y/N, stop. This wouldn't work out. Ever. I'm your brother's best friend."

"But Namjoon, is that--"

"I-I have to go," He interrupted, making a beeline towards the door in an attempt to escape the situation, but you couldn't just let him walk away like this.

Frustrated, you rushed towards him, grabbing him as quickly as possible before he could leave.

He paused, refusing to look at you and instead averting his gaze to the hand wrapped around his wrist.

"Please, Namjoon, just hear me out," you pleaded, your voice a desperate whisper. "I know this is sudden, but I need some closure. I need to know if--"

In an unexpected turn of events, you found yourself taken aback as Namjoon suddenly gripped your shoulders, forcefully slamming you against the door behind you.

The intensity of his tightening grip on your shoulders sent an electric jolt through your body, and you felt your heart rate quicken as you looked up into his eyes. They were filled with a mix of confusion, desire, and something you couldn't quite put your finger on.

"You have to understand something, Y/N," He whispered, leaning in so close to your face that you could feel his hot breath fanning against your cheeks, "There's nothing in this world that I want more than to just fuck you senseless, right here, right now, but I need to know how serious you are."

You looked into his eyes, two twin pools of darkness that seemed to be clouded over with lust, "S-serious?" You stammered, "I-I am serious, Namjoon."

Namjoon's eyes pierced into yours, leaving no room for escape from this bold new territory, "Are you sure that this is what you want? You're not afraid of any sort of consequence that might follow?"

"No," you responded, steadying your voice in an attempt to sound confident, "I'm not afraid, Namjoon, I want this. Please."

He looked down for a moment, and you could tell he was battling his inner conscience, deciding on whether he should really fuck his best friend's sister or not.

He released his grip on your shoulders and ran his fingers through his hair, clearly still conflicted.

You could see the desperation and need in his eyes, trying to muster up the courage to do the very thing he knew he shouldn't be doing.

I mean, was this really the right thing to do? What if in the end--

"Fuck it."

He closed the distance between you two, his lips crushing down onto yours in a passionate and hungry kiss. He was taking control of the situation, and he knew exactly what he wanted.

Your hands shot up to his face, your fingers entwining with his hair as you pulled him closer. His hands began to grip your waist, pulling you even closer to his body as he ground his hips into yours.

Your body trembled with anticipation as Namjoon began to trail kisses down your neck, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. You felt his breath on the sensitive skin of your throat, sending shivers down your spine.

As his mouth returned to your lips, you could taste the remnants of his hunger and desire. The tension between you seemed to melt away, as you felt your body respond to his every touch. The wetness between your legs grew with every moment that passed, as you pulled him closer to you.

"Namjoon," you breathed out, your voice a whisper that seemed to hang in the air between you. His hands embraced your waist, pulling you even closer, his body flush against your own. You felt his erection against your thigh, a powerful reminder of how much he wanted you right now.

You moaned softly, arching your back in response to the sensation, and Namjoon responded by deepening the kiss, his tongue darting into your mouth to tangle with yours. His hands roamed over your body, cupping your ass and pulling you even closer to him.

Slowly, he began to guide you towards your bedroom, stumbling through the hallway as you went, your legs feeling weak from the desire that was pooling in your lower half. You hit the bed with a soft thud, Namjoon quickly following you down. He hovered over you, his eyes filled with a hunger that you knew you could easily satisfy.

"Are you sure about this, Y/N?" he asked, his eyes searching yours for any sign of hesitation. You nodded, your eyes never leaving his. You were ready, and you knew it.

He wasted no time in removing your top, exposing your pert breasts to his gaze. His eyes widened as he took you in, his breath catching in his throat.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous," he whispered, his fingers brushing over your nipple, causing it to harden even more.

You moaned loudly, writhing in pleasure as Namjoon began to suck on your right nipple, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. His left hand slowly trailed up your stomach, over your chest, and cupped your other breast, squeezing it gently before rolling the nipple between his fingers. He kissed and nipped at the tender flesh, causing you to gasp.

You felt a sudden rush of heat spread throughout your body as he swirled his tongue around the tip, you've never felt anything like this before—his touch is electric, his kisses like tiny explosions on your skin.

You bit your lower lip, trying to contain the moans threatening to escape. You can feel his erection pressing against your thigh, and it only serves to fuel your desire.

"Namjoon," you breathe, voice hoarse, "Please."

He smirked against your skin, "Tell me what you want, baby."

“Wanna feel your mouth on me.”

He pulled away from your nipple, trailing kisses down your stomach while his fingers traced down your side, up your thigh, until he reached the waistband of your pants.

“Take them off, Y/N," he whispered, his voice a raspy plea.

You nodded, your heart pounding in your chest as you reached down and slid off your shorts, revealing your pussy to him. He groaned, clearly impressed as he took it all in.

“No underwear, huh? I guess you knew this would happen.”

You nodded, “Uh huh– oh, fuck!”

He leaned down and licked your outer lips, causing you to gasp and arch your back in pleasure. You moaned in delight as you felt Namjoon's warm, wet mouth close around your clit, his tongue dancing over your sensitive nub.

Your hips bucked up off the bed involuntarily, seeking more contact as he began to lap at you, sucking softly. The sensation is exquisite, the feeling of his tongue on your sensitive folds sending shivers down your spine.

You gasp as he deepens the pleasure tenfold, his hands gripping your thighs tightly to keep you in place. You run your fingers through his hair, pulling him closer, your head thrown back with a soft whimper.

"Fuck," you pant, your voice barely above a whisper, "that feels so good."

You can feel his hot breath on your pussy, his fingers teasing your entrance as he continues to work your clit with his mouth.

You writhe underneath him, moaning loudly as his tongue flicks over and around your clit, driving you wild. Each time he licks you, you shudder, your body tensing in anticipation of the next stroke. You close your eyes, unable to contain your ecstasy, the pleasure coursing through your veins.

You're lost in the sensation, ignoring everything but how amazing his mouth feels on you. The bed squeaks softly as you rock your hips, meeting each of his movements with your own.

His scent surrounds you, musky and arousing, igniting a fire inside you that burns hotter with every passing moment. His hands squeeze your thighs harder, teases you with his tongue, relentless in his ministrations.

You can feel the heat building inside of you, climaxing ever closer. Tears prick at the corners of your eyes as you near the edge, throat working to swallow back the moans that threaten to escape, but Namjoon stops you.

"I want to hear you, Y/N."

His words unleash a torrent of emotion in you, and you let out a loud moan as you begin to lose control. Your hands grip his hair, pulling him tighter against your sex as your hips buck wildly.

"I can't hold on," you gasp, your voice barely recognizable.

Namjoon smiles against you, and his fingers begin to move in time with his tongue, probing at your entrance, and you cry out, hips rocking off the bed.

You're close, so close, and you want release more than anything.

With a sudden surge of motion, he adds another finger, pushing it deep inside of you, stretching your walls. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as he begins to thrust his hand, filling you up.

Your breath catches in your throat, you arch your back, fingers digging into his shoulders.

The combination of his fingers and tongue on your sensitive flesh is too much to bear, sending you spiraling over the edge. "Namjoon," you whispers, voice thick with desire, "I'm coming--"

Your body tenses, orgasm hitting you like a freight train. A moan rips from your throat as you come hard, hips jerking off the bed.

Your walls grip at his fingers, and your nails dig into his shoulders. You quiver and shake, your whole body shuddering from the force of your release.

"You taste so fucking good, Y/N."

When you finally calm down, you feel the warm stickiness between your legs, the taste of him on your tongue.

Your eyes flutter open to see him smiling at you, his face flushed with pleasure. He leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips, and you flinch from oversensitivity.

You slowly lift yourself up after coming down from your high, meeting Namjoon's eyes, clouded with desire and want.

You lean forward, reaching for his obvious erection, palming him through his pants.

"Fuck, Y/N," he groans, his voice ragged.

"Take them off," you murmur seductively, your voice dripping with lust. Your eyes never leave his as he unzips the fly of his jeans, slowly pulling them down along with his boxers, freeing his erection. It's hard and thick, and you can't help but stare at it, your heart pounding in your chest in anticipation.

Your hands shake slightly as you reach out, wrapping your fingers around the base of his shaft, feeling how hot and hard he is. You stroke him slowly, watching his reactions, the way his eyes flutter shut and his lips part slightly. You can see the desire in his eyes, and you know that he wants you just as much as you want him.

You lean in close, brushing your lips against the head of his cock, teasing him with the promise of what's to come. He lets out a low groan as you trail soft kisses down his length

His shaft, before finally taking him deep into your mouth. You suck on him gently, using your tongue to tease and play with his sensitive head. Namjoon groans, his hands threading through your hair as you pleasure him, your lips slowly moving up and down his shaft.

His hips buck, trying to thrust into your mouth, and you let him, gagging slightly but continuing to take him deeper and deeper until his entire length is inside of you. You moan around him, enjoying the taste and feel of him, the warmth and the power you have over him.

"H-holy shit, Y/N. Fuck that feels so--fuck."

You pull back, sucking hard on the head one last time before releasing him. You look up at Namjoon, who is looking down at you with an expression of pure desire. 

His hands find their way into your hair, tangling in the silken locks as he struggles to maintain control. He moans your name, encouraging you to continue, his eyes closing tightly as he loses himself in the sensation. The sound of slurping and smacking fill the air as you bob your head up and down, your mouth working him almost mechanically.

He can feel the bed dipping slightly with every thrust of your head, your bodies moving in sync. The scent of arousal fills the room, and Namjoon knows he's close to the edge. He begins to pant, his breath coming faster as he nears his climax.

Sighing he grabs your hair tighter, pulling you off his dick and forcing you to look up at him, "Enough, I don't want to come before I'm inside of you."

Namjoon lets go of your makeshift ponytail, and reluctantly, you pull away, sitting on your haunches before him, waiting to see what he does next.

He roughly tugs his jeans the rest of the way down his legs, and you fiddle with the hem of his shirt, silently pleading with him to remove it so that he can be bare in front of you.

He obliges, pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it aside. His rippling muscles and toned abs are revealed, sending a shiver down your spine.

Namjoon's sculpted body was, in his words, "a testament to the hours of dedication he committed to both his physical and mental well-being." His broad shoulders tapered downward into a lean, chiseled torso that showcased his defined pectoral muscles. The light caught the edges of his rippling abs, seemingly amplifying their strength. His arms, strong and toned, were equally impressive - a result of countless hours spent lifting weights and perfecting his form.

You stare at him in awe and reach out, wanting to feel his body against yours. You pull him down onto the bed, your hands exploring every inch of him as you kiss him passionately. His hands run through your hair, gently pulling it back as he takes your lips in a deep, passionate kiss.

His body presses against you, your breasts flattening against his chest as he deepens the kiss. You can feel his cock, hard and pulsating, pushing against your thigh.

Your hands explore his back, feeling the muscles ripple beneath your touch. He lifts himself up, breaking the kiss, and you feel his weight shift as he positions himself between your legs.

He stares at you for a moment with questioning eyes, "Ready?"

You nod eagerly, breath hitched in anticipation. Namjoon slowly pushes himself inside you, your walls tightening around him as he fills you completely. You gasp, arching your back as your body adjusts to his girth.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he groans, his eyes locked on yours.

He begins to move, thrusting slowly at first, but gaining momentum as he finds your rhythm. You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside you.

"Shit, Namjoon!" You cry out, your voice a mix of pleasure and pain as he hits just the right spot. His movements become more urgent, and you can feel his cock hitting your G-spot with each thrust.

"F-fuck Y/N. You’re so tight babe." He growls, his hips pounding into you.

You whimper, your body trembling from the sensation of his dick filling you up and stretching you out.

You're so close, so close to coming undo--

Suddenly, Namjoon pulls out of you, and you whine at the empty feeling, looking up at him with pleading eyes, "Namjoon, what are you--"

"Turn around," He interrupts, grabbing your hips, "ass up."

You blush at his words, but your arousal only deepens as he helps you turn around, and he positions himself behind you.

He rubs the head of his dick against your entrance, teasing you and making you crave him even more. You moan softly, reaching down to guide him inside you.

With a swift, powerful thrust, Namjoon slams into you, filling you completely as the bed creaks beneath the two of you. You cry out, your hands flying to your mouth to stifle the sound, but your voice gives out and you let out a yelp.

Your heart races as Namjoon's hips slam into you, feeling the thick length of his cock hitting your sweet spot with each hard thrust.

You moan loudly, a hand clutching onto the sheets underneath you and the other running through your hair.

The headboard hits the wall with a loud thud as Namjoon forces himself deeper inside of you, causing you to cry out in pleasure. Your body trembles under the onslaught of sensations - the feeling of being here, the pleasure spreading through you, the sound of your skin slapping together.

"Damn, you have such a nice ass," Namjoon pants, his breaths coming in short gasps as he smacks the supple skin before running his hand back over the spot he marked to soothe it.

You whimper in response, it only serves to intensify the experience for you, the sting combining with the delight of being taken so roughly.

You thrust your hips back towards Namjoon, meeting his movements with equal force, his cock leaking pre-cum onto the floor.

"And these tits," He growls, leaning forward to cup your left breast, rolling the nipple through his fingers, causing you to moan loudly without restraint, body trembling with anticipation.

Namjoon growls low in his throat, his free hand finding its way to your puffy clit, rubbing it gently as he thrusts into you.

"Oh god, Namjoon!" It's almost too much for you to handle - the dual sensations are driving you wild.

You feel yourself getting closer to the edge, but you don't want it to end yet, not when Namjoon is treating you like this.

With a groan, Namjoon pulls out almost completely, only to slam back in with more force than before. Your fingers dig into the mattress beneath you, breath hitching as your walls tighten around him, "Fuck, Namjoon, I'm so close!"

"Yeah? You gonna come again, baby?"

"Yes, Namjoon, please!"

Namjoon smiles wickedly, increasing his pace as he feels your desire growing. He grabs the back of your hips, pulling you harder against him as he thrusts deeper inside you. His thrusts are rough and unrelenting, his hips pounding into you with each powerful impact.

You can feel the dampness between your legs, the juice from your arousal seeping down your thighs and onto the bed. The sound of your breaths and his grunts fill the room as the tension builds. Your nails dig into the mattress, leaving small indentations as you cling to the fabric for dear life.

His hands roam over your body, caressing your skin and heightening your sensitivity. He tweaks your nipples, causing you to cry out with pleasure and pain. His fingers explore your inner thighs, trailing along your sensitive skin, making you tremble with desire.

"Oh, shit," Namjoon groans, his eyes rolling back into his head as he feels his own orgasm beginning to build.

With a final burst of energy, you push back against him, meeting his every thrust as he pounds into you, his cock rubbing against your G-spot with each strong movement.

"Fuck, Namjoon!" You cry out, your body trembling uncontrollably as you feel your climax beginning to take hold.

"Shit, Y/N, I'm so close," Namjoon growls, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he fights to hold back his orgasm.

Your walls tighten around him once more, pulling him deeper inside you as you scream out in pleasure, your body writhing beneath him as you feel the waves of your release crash over you. Your walls tighten and release around Namjoon's pulsating cock, causing him to groan in pleasure.

His own release is becoming too much to hold back, and with a final, powerful thrust, he buries himself deep inside you as he lets out a loud groan. Your name on his lips as he cries out in pleasure, "Holy shit, Y/N!"

His hips stutter, body trembling as his orgasm overtakes him. You can feel his warm, fluid spilling inside of you, filling you completely. The sensation is unlike anything you've ever experienced before - it's intense, it's overwhelming, and you love every second of it.

He holds you tightly against him, his breath hot against the back of your neck, as he slowly starts to regain his composure. His heart is pounding against your back erratically.

You slowly open your eyes and look back at him, a content smile gracing your lips. "That was incredible, Namjoon," you breathe, your voice soft and sultry.

He kisses your neck, his lips leaving a trail of warmth as he moves down your shoulder. "I think I agree," he murmurs, his voice already starting to calm down.

You both lay panting, your bodies entwined, the sweat glistening on your skin, the scent of passion filling the room. He pulls out of you, his cock wet and sticky from your connection. He pulls his hips away from you and collapses next to you on the bed, both of you trying to regain your breath.

The seconds pass into minutes, and you both lay there in content silence, your bodies entwined, the remnants of your encounter still lingering between you.

Namjoon's fingers trace lazy patterns on your back, his touch gentle and soothing. He leans in close to your ear, whispering, "Let me clean you up."

"Mmm, okay," you reply, your voice still thick with lust.

He gets off the bed and grabs a warm cloth from the bathroom, bringing it back to you.

Slowly, he turns you over, and you lay on your back, your legs spread wide, his body hovering above you. He takes the cloth and smiles, gently dabbing at your sensitive folds, cleaning away the remnants of your sexual encounter.

You moan softly, your body still quivering from the intensity of your orgasms. His touch is soothing, yet it sends shivers of desire through you. He continues to clean you, his fingers exploring your delicate folds as he does so.

Once he's finished, he places the cloth on the nightstand and lies down beside you, his arm wrapping around your waist, pulling you close.

His fingers trace the curve of your hip, massaging gently as you both lay there, catching your breath and basking in the afterglow of what the two of you have just done.

The room is filled with the sound of your heartbeats, in sync and pounding in rhythm with each other. You feel safe and secure in Namjoon's arms, and you turn to face him, a gentle look etched into your features, "So, what did you think...?"

He softly strokes your hair, "About what?"

"Well...am I a bad lay...?" You mumble the last part and he smiles, cupping your cheek in his hand.

"No, absolutely not. You were...perfect. He was probably just upset that you rejected him and that's how he reacted."

You snuggle closer, feeling his heartbeat syncing with yours,"I'm glad you're here with me," you whisper.

Namjoon nods, "Me too."

You smile, feeling his warmth enveloping you.

The tentative silence is broken by Namjoon's voice as he speaks, "Do you want me to stay the night?"

You think for a moment, "Yes, please."

"I'll be right back," he says as he gets off the bed, returning a moment later with a clean sheet and blanket. He carefully covers the two of you with the cozy layers, your bodies pressed closely together.

"Sleep well, Y/N." He whispers.

"Sleep well."

As the night progresses, you both drift off to sleep, the dim light from the moonlight streaming through the window casting soft shadows on the wall. The scent of sex lingers in the air, a heady reminder of the passion that had just passed between the two of you. You are lulled into a peaceful slumber, your hearts beating in harmony with each other's rhythm.

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[morgana-larkin]

I got a prompt messaged to me from someone who would like to remain anonymous. The prompt is: Ok basically the reader is pregnant and Melissa is super protective. And they are married. Also somehow in the fic Mel got reader pregnant (like magic baby - or something like that)

I really liked the prompt and had a lot of fun writing the fic. So just pretend that Mel can get reader pregnant when she cums inside her. I mean it’s fanfiction, not realistic. Lol. Anyway…it’s basically just under 3000 words of protective and sweet Mel. I’m thinking of maybe writing a part 2 of Mel and reader has parents more since I wrote more of reader being pregnant. Let me know if you would want a part 2. As always, not edited in the slightest and I hope you like it!

On another note: On to the Chessy prompts! I would also like to thank my 2 birds for not repeating any words that I said when tumblr glitched while I was posting this and I had to restart it.

Mine

Warnings: smut, so much sweet Mel it’ll warm your heart (I mean it did for me and I wrote it 🫠), a bit of swearing at Mel but it’s funny

Words: 2.9k

Your hands clutch ginger hair as lips suck your nipple and you let out a gasp. The same lips go to your other nipple and sucks on it as well. That mouth is fucking magical with your body and those lips trail a path of kisses up to your lips and kisses you. As the kiss ends, you look up and see the lust in the eyes of your wife Melissa. Melissa is teasing your entrance with your fingers right now and she goes to lick the outer skin of your ear and give little bites and you let out a whine.

“Something you want, Amore Mia?” Melissa whispers seductively in your ear.

“Mel…baby, I need you.” Is all you manage to say.

“I’m right here Amore.” She teases you and pulls back to see your face and you look up and see the smile, the same smile that you love.

“I need you inside of me.” You tell her and she grins.

“As you wish Mia Amore.” She tells you then lines her strap with your entrance and enters you fully. You gasp in pleasure and your wife smiles at you and gives you a second. You nod then she starts moving in and out of you slowly then speeds up. “You’re so beautiful Amore, so fucking beautiful.” She says and you grab her head and pull her down to kiss her. You love it when she compliments you, it’s one of your love languages and she knows it and she loves complimenting you.

Melissa goes to rub your clit as she’s close since the strap is rubbing her clit everytime she moves. “Mel I’m so close…so fucking close.”

“Let go Amore, I’m so close too.” She tells you and that pushes you over the edge as you come with a moan, your wife comes right after and you feel it drip inside of you.

*3 months later*

You make it to the toilet just in time to lift it and throw up as Melissa holds your hair up. Melissa ran after you, knowing you’re experiencing morning sickness again.

“It’s ok Amore, let it all out. Not disappointed at all that our baby is rejecting my food.” She jokes and you laugh then throw up again. Melissa rubs your back soothingly and you lean into her touch. “I’m sorry that you keep having morning sickness everyday.” She tells you with an apologetic smile.

“It’s ok, we wanted to become mothers and I’m happy you got me pregnant.” You tell her and she smiles warmly at you. “I hope they have your hair and eyes.” You add and she laughs.

“Well I hope they have your cute little nose and chin.” She says as she boops your nose and you giggle. “Are you done?” She asks and you nod and flush the toilet. She lets go of your hair and helps you up. She gets you some water, mouthwash and gum to which you accept all gratefully.“We gotta go to work now Amore.” She tells you and you nod.

You both get into the car and she drives you both to school. You both met at Abbott when you started there 6 years ago. She tried to avoid you at first but couldn’t resist your charm and became attracted to you and you couldn’t help but get attracted to her either. She got the courage to ask you out after flirting for 6 months then got married 4 years later.

You both walk into the break room with one of her arms around your waist. “Here, sit down and I’ll make you some tea to hopefully get right of that morning sickness again.” She tells you and you nod.

“Still having morning sickness every day?” Barb asks and you nod.

“That little Tesoro keeps rejecting my food. Starting to wonder if they’re actually mine.” She teases. You give her a look and she smirks at you and giggles. “Here you go Amore.” She says as she hands you the tea and sits down beside you. “You’re starting to show Amore. I still can’t believe we’re having a baby.” She tells you excitedly.

“Well I haven’t had sex with anyone else so it’s obviously yours.” You joke to her and she laughs. From the moment you both found out that you’re pregnant, she vowed to protect you and the little Tesoro at all costs. She already protected you anyways, she’s even punched a guy in the face at a bar when he wouldn’t let you go.

*3 more months later*

“Hey baby.” You ask Melissa as you’re laying in bed and she’s brushing her teeth, getting ready for bed.

“Yes Amore?” She tells you and spits the toothpaste out of her mouth into the sink.

“The little devil is kicking inside me again.” You tell her with a pout and she giggles.

“Give me 2 minutes and I’ll scold them.” She tells you with a laugh.

“I still don’t know why they only listen to you. They’re already favourtising.” You pout and she laughs again.

“Oh hun, don’t worry, they’ll love you as well.” She says as she gets into bed next to you.

“I hope so. I’m the one carrying the devil.” She smiles at you and gives you a kiss on the lips. She then puts her head on your thigh and talks to the baby.

“Little Tesoro, what did I say about kicking mommy?” She says and rubs your belly. As she rubs it, she suddenly feels a kick and jolts up then looks at you then back to the belly then back to you. “Was that a kick?” She says and you nod.

“I’m happy that you finally felt one.” You say. You told her the baby kicked for the first time 2 weeks ago and she pouted as she missed it. She tries to get them to kick again but never catches it. This was the first time. You look at your wife who’s watching your belly and her eyes start to fill with tears. “Oh come here baby.” You tell her and open your arms out to hug her. She moves and puts herself in your arms and rests a hand on your stomach. “Of course they stop kicking me after you talk to them. I was telling them to stop for 5 minutes.” You say and she lets out an airy laugh. “They better listen to me when they’re outside the womb.” You complain and your wife looks at you with a smile.

“I’m sure they will.” She says and kisses you. You could find out the gender at your ultrasound next week but you both want it to be a surprise. “Do you have any ideas for girl names?” She asks and you nod.

“I was thinking Caterina.” You say and she lifts her head and looks at you surprised.

“You want to name the baby after me?” She asks and you nod.

“I remember the meaning of your middle name when you told me. Pure. Which both you and the little one are.” You tell her and her eyes fill up with tears again.

“What about boy names?” She asks as she curls up in your arms again.

“I thought of Luca, meaning…”

“Light.” She finishes for you with a smile.

“Ya, do you have any ideas?” She nods.

“For a boy I was thinking Nico, and for a girl I was thinking Amelia. If it’s a girl and we name her Amelia then you can nickname both of us Mel.” She states proudly and you laugh. “Are you sure you want to go with an Italian name? Cause we don’t have too.” She says and you smile at her.

“I already told you that I want to do an Italian name. I love a lot of Italian names that I saw when looking. Your name is Italian and I love it.” You tell her and she kisses you.

You’ve been getting a lot of attention lately with your belly since you’re 6 months pregnant and a lot of people have been touching your stomach and it’s driving Melissa insane. She keeps giving glares and sometimes actually grabs the hand on your belly and pulling it off. She doesn’t like people, that’s not her, touching you.

She did that with Janine last week. Janine touched your belly but then Melissa came into the break room and saw it. She quickly stood beside you and pushed Janine’s hand off then hugged you and mumbled “mine” while glaring at Janine. A few parents have been doing it too but then quickly stopped when Melissa kept coming beside you with an arm around your waist and glaring at them.

You and Melissa have started building the baby room with a crib, a rocking chair, a little bookshelf with baby books to read to them and a couple stuffed toys.

Every day at lunch, she kept moving a chair over so you can put your feet up and then after a week, the chair suddenly stayed there, you think Melissa had something to do with that. Every morning and afternoon or whenever the halls were busy, she wrapped an arm around your waist and guided you through the hallway of children so you didn’t fall.

Melissa keeps attending to your cravings every day, she always asks what you’re craving tonight before she makes supper. She makes whatever you’re craving for you and sometimes has to make something for herself if she refuses to eat what you’re craving.

“Your cravings are getting worse.” She told you one night and you pout.

“Tell that to the little one, not me.” She laughs and does just that.

“Tesoro, will you start craving some Italian food, your mommy is missing my cooking.” She tells your belly and you giggle.

“I really am.” You say and she smiles and kisses your forehead.

You go on maternity leave a month later and you’re bored out of your mind. Melissa texted you on your first week off at every chance she got and video chatted you on lunch and during her prep period. When she got home she cuddled with you on the couch and nuzzled her head on your chest and talked to your belly while listening to your heartbeat. The first time she heard the baby’s heartbeat she was filled with tears and she got a video of it and plays it all the time.

She helps you up the stairs ever night, she started that when you were 5 months pregnant and she hasn’t stopped. She got you a little shower seat when you couldn’t stand for long without your back hurting too much. Every night she motions for you to lay down between her legs and gives you a small shoulder and neck massage. She’s always careful and makes sure not to push on any point that might send you into early labour. You usually fall asleep between her legs while she massaged you and she quickly became an expert at removing herself and lying down beside you without waking you up.

As for the sex, your sex drive went through the roof when you hit 4 months pregnant and it hasn’t slowed down since. The first day it hit you, you two had sex 4 times, she didn’t complain at all. At least until it happened 5 days straight and you kept waking her up at midnight cause you woke up horny and couldn’t fall back asleep. She’s given you quickies many times in the car before school, during lunch and after school. A few times she’s even done it in school in one of your classrooms as you two both had a prep period at the same time, she had to cover your mouth the entire time. She had to get a vibrator for you that was quiet in case it got really bad and you needed to get off and she was either busy or tired.

It seems the more pregnant you get, the more touchy and protective she gets. She’s next to you as much as possible and always has an arm on or around you somewhere. She wants to cuddle all the time at home while talking to the baby. In public places, like the grocery store, she usually has an arm wrapped around your waist as you push the cart. If you need anything, even small things, like refilling your water bottle, then she’s on in a second.

In your 8th month is when she was full on momma bear. She kept insisting that you stay seated, she went grocery shopping alone or said you had to be in a wheelchair if you came with her (which you stayed in the car every time), she got whatever you needed so you wouldn’t have to stand and got you headphones so you can listen to music if the baby was being a little devil and she wasn’t around. One day you did trip and fall on your stomach and she rushed you to the hospital and they told both of you the baby was fine after checking. And that only made her more protective and you barely stood all day.

One day while she was at work, you felt contractions getting closer and closer together. You thought it was Braxton Hicks contractions since you're only 8 months pregnant but they didn’t stop, you knew you were in labour. You quickly called Melissa to which she immediately threatened Ava to sub for her and rushed home to bring you to the hospital.

The labour was long, it was 10 hours before the little Tesoro was born. You kept swearing and yelling at Melissa, especially when she kept telling you to breathe like you both were shown in parenting classes. Barb was there too, holding your other hand and kept trying not to laugh when you kept yelling at Melissa

“I AM FUCKING BREATHING!” You yelled at her ones. “YOU GOT ME INTO THIS MESS *screams when contraction hits* YOU FUCKING BITCH!” She didn’t take any of it personally.

“That’s it, let it all out, yell at me about anything and call me whatever you want.” She told you when you first started yelling at her. At one point, one contraction got so bad that nothing she was saying was helping so she screamed with you.

When you were pushing, she kept telling you that you’re doing great and to keep pushing.

“I AM FUCKING PUSHING SO FUCK OFF! TELL ME TO PUSH ONE MORE TIME AND I’LL PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE!” You yelled at her when you got annoyed.

“And I’ll still love you.” She replied to that and kept holding your hand. You squeezed so hard while pushing that you almost broke her hand, she didn’t complain about it at all. The baby finally came and they said it was a girl. As soon as they brought her to you for skin to skin contact, you named her.

“Hi, little Amelia.” You said and she looked at you and welled up with tears.

“You went with my choice?” She said and you nodded.

She kissed you while the baby was on your chest and Barb took a picture of you all as a family for the first time. After 10 minutes of skin to skin, then you handed Amelia over to Melissa to hold. As soon as the baby was in her arms, she started crying while talking to her daughter for the first time face to face.

“Hi my little Tesoro. So you’re the little trouble maker who kept kicking your mommy.” She joked and you laughed. Melissa looked at her daughter with little ginger hairs and her green eyes with your little nose and chin, just like you both imagined.

“My two Mel’s.” You said to her as she held the baby and she giggled.

You fell asleep after breastfeeding Amelia for the first time, and Melissa stayed awake and held Amelia while sitting in the chair next to your bed. She kept humming or singing some Italian lullabies that she sang to your belly at night when you were pregnant.

Melissa got a month off of work after Amelia was born. Ava had it all set up for her when Melissa requested a month off after the baby was born when you went on maternity leave.

The first month you both kept taking turns when Amelia cried. You had to use the breast pump and a bottle as she was premature and couldn’t suck the milk out of your breasts long enough.

After a month, Melissa had to go back to work and kept calling you and requesting pictures throughout the day. The first day she went back to work, you brought Amelia to see her at work at lunchtime. Although you were a little early and got there a few minutes before lunch and surprised Melissa at her classroom. All her students said “aww” when Melissa held her baby before class ended. At lunchtime she brought you and Amelia to the break room and introduced Amelia to everyone.

Barb held her first, even though she visited a few times in the first month to help you guys get some proper sleep. All of them took turns holding Amelia for a few minutes and then handed her back to Melissa who smiled at her daughter and held your waist.

Barb looked at her best friend and couldn’t be happier for her as she looked the happiest she’s ever been, holding her daughter and her wife at the same time.

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[strawbrrycuteblog]

Hiii, I need more domish wolf jake pls😭

jake and you were in y’all’s bedroom kissing slowly whilst watching a movie. you straddled his lap while making out with him, burying your tongue in his mouth.

Jake lets out a deep growl, grabbing your hips, pulling you closer against his hardening cock, still thrusting upwards against you. “Babe, you're driving me wild. I need to take you right now.”

you could only moan as you grind down against his hard cock, rutting roughly against him, “please please..”

The soft fabric of his sweatpants were enough to turn you on but not enough to get friction on your little clit, he noticed and chuckled again, “do I get to play the strings tonight pup?”

He held your chin as you had a pout and nodded, “I need it so bad jakey, need your body so so bad..”

He smirked and pulled off your soft shirt, your boobs popping out as the cold air hit the surface of your warm skin, a gasp slipping from the plush of your lips.

“That feels good doesn’t it?” He flicked your nipples with his fingers, pinching them which made you arch your back, a loud moan coming out of you as he did so.

He took his time kissing your neck and collarbones, sneakily scenting your body as he rubbed his ears against you while sucking on your boobs, the nipple caught between his teeth while he massaged your other breast.

The tan skin he has colliding against yours, the lamp on the bedside table made the spit he left on your nipples glisten and shine, as if it was a jewel, to him. They were.

He moved down to your stomach, kissing along your ribcage and tracing or licking every beauty mark on your soft skin. His hands held your hips as he went further down and got to the cloth hiding his dinner.

He pulled your shorts down, along with the panties, he felt your hands go to his hair as an attempt to pull his close to your leaking folds, but he listened as his nose brushed against your clit, pulling soft breathes from you before a moan when he licked a stripe up the middle, going over it again and again until his tongue start to hurt.

His jaw dropped as his fingers parted your folds, the glossy little fuck hole he had was causing him to grind against the bed, he pushed his tongue into the tight area, stretching it out as a prep, the entrance to his apparent heaven made to fit his dick perfectly was the peak of his days at most times.

Of course he loved seeing you and loved hearing your jokes but the bond that came with slipping into you was like no other, especially when you were a virgin before him. He got up on his knees, shuffling his sweats down as he came up and put his hand over your mouth;

“Spit.”

At his words you did, spitting into his hand so he could go back down and rub it over his cock, jerking it a few times as his ear went flat and his hips jolted.

He knew if he went in you right now he’d probably come waiting three minutes, but he would try to hold out.

He started to push his tip into your hole, making you whimper as Jake was very thick, the size kink he had went crazy everytime he tried to put his dick in you. “Come on pup you gotta open up for me..” he spoke firm as he swore your pussy was trying to reject him even though your eyes were rolled back.

He ripped through the hard rejection of your cunt and began to slam himself into you.

“Yes! Like that!”

Was all that came out of you while he ripped your pussy apart, your legs on his shoulders as his balls slapped against your ass. He groaned while trying to hold back from coming to early. That was until he heard a squeal come from you and the next thing he knew he was filling you up till the brim, pumping his cock into you until the cum was spilling out.

“Fuuuccckk…pup soon we’re gonna need condoms.”

He watched you shake your head, he knew you liked raw sex, no stupid barrier between y’all when you could just take pills.

But besides that your orgasm hitting you, your legs cramping from the position before Jake dropped them and shot blanks into you as he he grunted.

After a few minutes of lying there in the comforter he took you to the bathroom and got into the bathtub with you. The hot water relaxing the both of you.

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[princessbrunette]

shy!reader who study medicine and spider!jj always goes there when he's hurt for care 🥺

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answering the door at 4am, there’s only one person it could be. the blonde listens to you unlatching your door before you’re revealed in all your sleepy glory, rubbing at one eye in the cutest little pyjamas.

he’s pretty banged up this time — a busted lip and his suit is ripped at his rib cage, nothing he couldn’t fix but the gash beneath it was definitely something you were going to have to stitch up. your brows knit together, eyeing him over.

“you should see the other guy, cupcake.” he jokes, despite being in clear pain. you huff out your nose, tugging him inside.

“why are you using the front door? did anyone see you?” you stress, leading him by the hand to your quaint little living room. it wasn’t much, rather shabby if anything — but living in the city wasn’t cheap and it was the best you could do.

“ah, i used the fire escape. this asshole spared me some brain cells when he was kicking my shit in. you really think i’d just walk up in here?” he scoffs, dropping down comfortably on the couch as you frantically make space on the coffee table, spreading out your first aid kit.

“you’re gonna give me a heart attack one of these days, jayj.” you pout, beginning to dig for the antiseptic.

“oh but then who will patch me up everytime i get my ass beat?” he tilts his head and his messy blonde hair flops with it, grinning lopsidedly in the dim light of the room, the cut on his lip glistening with it. you hate how your stomach stirs with butterflies for your best friend. your face gets all hot, averting your eyes and you feel him grinning harder — he always did love how bashful you got.

things get quiet when you start to wipe up his rib injury, aside from his dramatic winces and curse words tumbling from his mouth.

“you’re going to wake my neighbours.” you giggle, after a particularly loud ‘fuck’ from him.

“hey, maybe they’ll think you’re gettin’ some.” he teases, wiggling his eyebrows. as you reach for another cotton pad, your mouth moves on autopilot.

“i wish.” you remark, straying from your usual shy ways. his brows instantly jump up with intrigue, and you avoid his eyes, pressing your lips together as you busy yourself. you’d always been shy, since he’d met you — that’s why he’d taken you under his wing. he was dorky where it counted sure, but also boyish and confident in a way a lot of guys your age lacked. it made sense that he was spiderman, the unexpected amounts of unbridled swagger mixed with the scrappy awkwardness you’d expect from your best friend. he was drawn to your shyness because of how different you were, and because he knew deep down there was a freak just waiting for him to break it free.

“you know, if you ever wanna set up a — uh, lil payment plan, if you will — i could show you a real good time, mama.” he lays it on thick, too thick — incase you reject him, and then he can play it off as a joke. the problem is his tone is so teasing, you don’t know if he’s joking. your eyes flicker up to him from your knelt position, all doe-like and sweet in the way that makes him wish his spider suit wasn’t so tight as to not reveal his excitement.

“huh?”

“nah nothing. unless…you really get desperate. can totally step in and help you out. y’know in the…sex department.” he shrugs, tonguing at his lip cut and internally cussing himself out for being such a weirdo.

you blink a couple times, shifting to sit on your feet.

“are you concussed?” you speak after the pause.

“am i conc— no, okay it was a — an offer. but i feel like i kinda made it weird so that’s my bad let’s just pretend that didn’t happen and we can—”

“i wouldn’t mind.” you suddenly but quietly break through his ramble. he blinks a couple of times, lips parted in surprise.

“you wouldn’t mind — like… pretending this didn’t happen? or… the other thing?”

“the other thing.” you’re reduced down to a whisper now, eyes locked. he sits up slowly, leaning forward on the seat with his elbows on his knees so that your faces were close. in the low light, your pupils are all blown out, searching his eyes.

“you mean that?” he smirks, almost like he doesn’t believe you. you swallow and nod, not trusting your voice. something about it being 4am made you braver, and you’d completely forgotten about tending to his injuries. “well alright then. how ‘bout when i’m not bleeding out on your couch? gotta be in top condition when i put the moves on you.”

just like that, you’re brought back to reality — this time with the whisper of a promise that the two of you could be something more. you could be more than a late night emergency patch up.

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#anon #jj maybank prompt #spiderman!jj

[aishabbbb]

You're just so cute!

Part 2

Strawhats x Affectionate! Reader

Can be read romantically or platonically(except for Chopper! He is platonic.)

Enies Lobby mentions for Robin, but nothing spoiler worthy.

Characters: Chopper, Robin, Franky, and Brook

CHOPPER

We already know how he is with compliments😭

Will insult anyone who does

He just gets sooo embarrased.

But that doesn't mean anything to you.

So he has to get his A game on.

"You have Luffy's smartness!" "You are even more unfunny than Brooks jokes" "How are you more of a crybaby than Franky?"

"You smell worse than Zoro." "You're eyes are creepier than Robins!" "Why does Nami has less anger issues than you?!"

Ends up insulting the whole crew just to get you to knock it off.

But these attacks don't work so he stops them(Nami, Franky, and Usopp get mad at him for dragging them.)

He will never get used to them fully. But you can praise him without him immediately insulting you.

Once in a blue moon he might just accept it.

But that is rare.

Feels happy when you notice things others do not.

He likes praises from you as much as from Robin.

ROBIN

She is an enigma.

You cannot tell how she takes it.

She always gives the same response: a gentle smile and a thank you.

That is the extent you witness

But her head is always going haywire

Before Enies lobby she feels like you wouldn't be saying this if you knew her backstory.

She doesn't blame you, just can't believe it is actually genuine out of insecurity.

After enies lobby, at first she might think you don't again mean it because it might be out of sympathy.

But she realizes quickly that it is truthful.

She genuinely appreciates every compliment you give her after that realization.

Like Nami, she loves when you praise her character because being known as a demon child and evil since the age of 8 does wonders on ones self esteem.

She will still think she is somewhat undeserving, but her confidence and self esteem build up over time.

She will reciprocate any praise back.

When she doesn't actively try to compliment you, the praise is beautiful.

But when she is actively trying, they come off as kind of creepy.

Think Ishigami noticing Chika's Shampoo.

She will act exactly like Ishigami if you say that it is creepy(but say she wants to die in her head.)

Do not blame her she is trying!

FRANKY

Lets be real. He is the complimentor of the strawhats.

You can't compete where you can't compare.

When you start your complimenting campaign, he takes it as a competition.

If you praise someone, he comesback with two. If you point something out no one else noticed in your crewmate, he actually noticed first because he raised them, taught them to read, and gave birth to them.

You two always get into compliment battles. You say he is cool, well you are not just cool but awesome. If you think he is the best shipwright, well now you are the most SUPER best (crew job) in the world!

You just yell at each other, but instead of insults, it is just nice things. Nami has to threaten you two to shut up.

Yall get stares if you do this in public

You get annoyed with his antics, so you curate a plan to get him to stop.

We all know he can be a bit of a crier(he just has a lot of feelings.)

So you keep track of why he cries everytime, trying to find a pattern.

You find his weakspot.

"Franky, you are honestly such a good peeaon. I wish you were my older brother. You'd be the best brother in the world."

Cue water works.

He cannot respond to you other than a thank you and a weak compliment back.

But it is clear to anyone that you won.

This doesn't stop any compliment battles though.

BROOK

Other than Luffy, he is the only one that doesn't reject the praise at first for some reason.

From the jump is chill about it and appreciates it.

This makes it easier for you.

But you have to put up with so many jokes.

I'm sorry I cannot do skeleton jokes, so I got these off of google

"Wow you are always so calm Brook!" "That's because nothing gets under my skin! YOHOHOHOHOOOOO!!!"

"You can play any type of music! Wow!" "But not church music." "Why not?" "Because I have not Organs! Yohoho!"

😐

Listen, i never said you won't have ANY difficulties.

He isn't as insecure as others but it still makes his self esteem better.

The praise makes him more confident in himself.

After being alone for so long, he deserves all the praise

He shows off his musical skills to you a lot kore than anyone else since who doesn't want to hear thet are the Shit.

#one piece fluff #one piece x reader #tony tony chopper #nico robin x reader #robin x reader #franky x reader #brook x reader #brook one piece

[elllisaaa]

how enhypen would confess to you

-> pairing : enha x gn!reader

-> words count : 4.3k

-> genre : fluff, enhypen members crushing on you

-> warnings : heart fluttering

-> sorry if i made any mistakes, english is not my first language

-> reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated !

-> masterlist | enha masterlist

LEE HEESEUNG - SERIOUS

this man is a menace. 

like, he’s flirty, but that's not a normal amount of flirty, it’s like he’s the master of it.

this video of him keeping eye contact with this girl when they were performing at a school still haunts me (please, i hope you know what i’m talking about so i don’t look like i’m crazy about this man).

so yeah, heeseung definitely knows how to riize someone up.

that’s why he tried to flirt with you at the beginning of your friendship (but you rejected him).

but you discovered more and more about each other and you ended up being besties.

what you didn’t know was that heeseung never gave up the idea of going out with you one day. 

besides that, he’s very protective over you, but not in a creepy way, more in a “keeping an eye on you” way.

always notices when you’re uncomfortable and runs to help you everytime.

he also nearly got a degree in knowing what you need before you even say it or think about it. 

you had a bad day and didn’t tell him ? bet he would already know and be at your apartment, cooking for you when you come home that night.

but as much as he loves your relationship, he wants more.

and since flirting and hitting on you was not really efficient, he would try to be serious for once.

You hurried to your door when you heard someone knocking, the hoodie Heeseung had forgotten during your last movie night in your hands. He was in a rush, just passing by to get it before going to practice, so you quickly handed him the piece of clothing.

“-  Here ! I washed it too, so you wouldn't have to !”

Heeseung took it back, making sure that his fingers brushed against yours when doing so and smirking at you.

“- You didn’t have to, but thank you, I don't know what I would do without you.”

You rolled your eyes at his teasing tone and flirty remark. You were used to it by now, but you didn’t take it personally as he acted like that with pretty much everyone. You shoved him playfully, a little smile stretching your lips anyway.

“- Stop it, you’re a grown man, and I’m not your mom.”

He had tried to make you understand so many times how he felt about you, tried to make you feel loved and admired and adored. But you were obviously not in the right state of mind. Heeseung could understand why. Maybe flirting was not the right option. Maybe he could have done a better job at showing you how special you were in his eyes. 

“- I’m serious. I’m really serious, I swear. I know I joke a lot, but not this time. You really do so much for me, you’re always by my side and I don’t want that to change. I just… It was easier to make it seem like it wasn't a big deal when in fact, it had always been. I was serious all along. I really want to be with you.”

You were ready to laugh, and tease him for being so grave all of sudden, but all the snarky comments you could think of flew out of your mind at his confession. You shook your head, as if you couldn’t believe what you were hearing, and Heeseung was almost ready to apologize right away, thinking that he made you uncomfortable. You were always rejecting him after all, if that wasn’t enough of a sign, he didn’t know what was.

“- You’re an idiot Hee.

- I’m sor-

- I wanted you to be serious all along, I hoped you were because if you didn’t notice already, I like you.”

At this moment, you could swear that the brightness of his smile was overpowering the sun’s, practice long forgotten. 

“does that mean i can tell you how beautiful you are without turning it into a joke ?”

PARK JONGSEONG - SOFT

he’s 100% husband material.

sugar daddy too, because don’t ever think about paying for anything when you’re together. 

even when you simply mention needing or wanting this or that, he’ll hand you his card, not caring about the prize like woozi handing his black card to vernon just for him to buy bubbles lmao.

besides that, he’s a real gentleman.

grabbing your hand to help you get out of his car, holding the door for you, walking near the road on the sideway, carrying you if your shoes are hurting you during a night out, giving you his jacket or hoodie when you're cold, and the list goes on and on.

conclusion : jay is literally perfect.

so perfect that you think he’s out of your league, and he thinks the same about you, because you’re literally just as perfect in his eyes. 

you too clicked immediately, sharing the same interests and point of view about so many things, it was impossible to miss the chemistry between the two of you. 

that’s maybe why you ended up slow dancing together, a few minutes before the new year’s announcement. 

you talked all night, danced to much more fun songs, but now, with his hand on your waist, yours around his neck, and looking intently into each other's eyes, everything around you seemed to disappear. 

“- I know that I have not been there for you every time you needed me this year, but still, I was happy to spend another one by your side.”

You reciprocated Jay’s smile, shaking your head at his sweet words. He was always like that, and that made your heart flutter every time. How could anyone be so gentle and caring ? You didn’t know, but all you could do was enjoy his presence as long as he’ll want to stick with you.

“- You can’t be perfect all the time, that would be too hard to handle for you but also for me.”

Jay chuckled at your remark, still dancing with you at a much slower pace than a few minutes before. He was lost in your eyes, and he never wanted to escape from their hypnotic attraction. It felt like it was only the two of you, occulting all the people shouting and screaming around you. 

“- And I’m really grateful to have you in my life too. You make everything so much better.”

You smiled at each other, and as if you were attracted like magnets, you leaned into a kiss. Jay didn’t hear the countdown to new year, he was only feeling you, and how he wished he had done this sooner. When you parted, forehead pressed against each other, you couldn't help smiling like idiots. 

“- Happy new year Jay.”

“i think this one might be the best, because you’ll finally be mine.”

SIM JAEYUN - RAINY

he’s so funny fr.

like, the first time you met him, you ended up crying because he made you laugh too much.

he loved that you were always in the same funny mood as him.

you two definitely put yourself in a situation where one of you would crack a joke during a very serious event or moment, and both of you would crack up in laughter, unable to control yourself jake got in trouble after but it was worth it.

also, you were always teasing him right back, and he adores that you have a snappy remark ready to humble him every time.

besides making you giggle like a maniac, jake is a very good listener. 

you can count on him to let you ramble for hours about your problems, and he never complains about it. 

in fact, he enjoys these times when you two are a little more vulnerable, both of you opening up about your feelings.

i’m sure that he’ll wipe away your tears and run his fingers through your hair to calm you down.

he’s oblivious to his own feelings, that’s actually pathetic how down bad he is for you but don’t realize it. 

and so are you - to his, not yours, you’re in fact very aware of how much your heart flutters whenever he’s near you - because i swear how do you not notice how lovingly he looks at you ??

anyway, i think one of the guys will finally have a conversation with him about you probably sunghoon because he’s sick of listening to jake talking about you non-stop.

and yeah, that’s how he realized how much he loved you and rushed under the rain, calling you on the way, and he sounded so panicked you went out with your umbrella to meet him halfway.

You see Jake running in the distance, but you still don’t understand what got within him. You couldn’t figure it out over the phone, with his shaky voice and the sound of the rain and wind blowing in the background. And him embracing you in a tight hug as soon as he reached you didn’t help you out at all. He was drenched, soaking your dry clothes with his wet ones, making you shiver. 

“- Jake… Are you okay ? Why did you do that ? You’re gonna catch a cold without a jacket idiot ! Come here, I’ll make you a hot chocol- “

You didn’t get to finish your sentence before Jake kissed you passionately, your umbrella slowly slipping out of your hands, just for them to find their way to his hair while his were gripping your waist. 

“- I love you. I love you Y/N… I’m sorry I didn’t realize it sooner, I was an idiot. I think that I just internalized the fact you were too perfect for me and just settled for what I think was the most I could ever have with you.”

Tears freely spilled out of his eyes now, and just as he does for you all the time, you wiped them away, not caring about the fact that they mingled with the drops of rain on his face. You smiled sweetly at him despite shivering, not knowing if it was because of his confession or the chilly weather. 

“- You can have way more with me, you can have all you want because I love you too. I love you so much it started to hurt when you were so dense. 

- I’m sorry, I'm so sorry for making you wait for so long darling, but I'm gonna make it up starting now. What do you think about wrapping ourselves in a warm blanket and cuddling for the rest of the day ?

- That sounds great”

Only his smile answered you, and another kiss placed on your lips before he picked up your umbrella on the ground, shielding you from the rain again. The joy overflowing in Jake’s heart proved to him just how much he had wanted you all along.

“let’s go home then, i want to hold you and kiss you until you get sick of me.”

PARK SUNGHOON - ANGRY

at first, i think he’ll be very cold near you, but to his surprise, that doesn’t deter you.

you always greet him and talk to him even if he’s not very reactive.

as time passed, it turns out it was just him not being very comfortable around people he doesn’t know, and he loosens up little by little, allowing you to discover his funny and warmer self. 

now, he’s very sweet to you, not teasing you as much as the members partner privilege and you’re not even together.

sunghoon definitely takes you ice skating, and he has a lot of fun teaching you how to skate also an excuse to hold your hands, but that’s a secret.

he’ll laugh at you if you fall but after making sure you’re not hurt.

meanwhile you’re mesmerized when you see him on the rink, it’s like he’s floating around, and he’s so handsome too sorry, he’s been wrecking me hard lately.

he’s very special to you since the first day, but never seemed to acknowledge it so you kinda gave up on the idea after trying to leave some hints here and there.

so you started to date a lot, not caring about who it was as long as it keeps you from thinking about sunghoon. 

but it doesn't, and he gets really jealous. 

hearing you complain one more time about how shitty was the last guy you dated was his breaking point. 

"- And he talked about himself for hours, like, he wouldn't shut up about how much he lifted at the gym, it was so annoying and he didn't pay for his part either. Huh… It was horrible !"

Sunghoon rolled his eyes, taking another sip of his coffee - a necessity to survive your hours of venting about your dates, when he wished it was him who took you out every night. 

"- Then maybe stop giving a chance to all these assholes.

- Now you're being mean, Hoon."

You furrowed your eyebrows, not very happy about his comment. If only he knew he was the only reason you were dating so much. If only he could see how bad you wanted these guys to be him. If only he could figure out how much you wanted him, and not them. 

"- I'm not being mean, I'm realistic. 

- Why do you care anyway ? It's my problem, not yours !"

Sunghoon's blood was boiling. He couldn't take it anymore. He couldn’t listen anymore to you talking about your failed dates when that should be just you and him, in your little paradise. But since you started going out, all that shattered into pieces. He wanted you for himself. 

"- I care because I want to be the one dating you ! But you keep going out with these creeps when you deserve so much better ! And I want that "better" to be me ! I know that I could give you so much more ! Why can't you understand that !? Why can't you understand that I want you to be mine !?"

You stared at him in disbelief, shocked by his sudden change of tone, his screams echoing through your kitchen. 

"- Are you… Are you serious ?"

Sunghoon gulped loudly, unsure of what your hesitant tone meant, all his anger from before suddenly replaced by nervousness.  

"- I have never been more serious in my life. I've wanted you for so long, it's painful to see you dating them when I want to be them."

You smiled sweetly at him, grabbing his hand over the kitchen counter. 

"- Well… I've been dating so much because I thought that you didn't like me back. I was trying to get over you actually."

"now you don't need to get over me anymore, all you have to do is let me take care of you like you deserve."

KIM SUNOO - CUTE

a little sunshine who illuminates every one of your days with his smile.

you’re in a bad mood ? just take a look at his pouty face and you’ll be happy again.

he’s so cute please i need him in my life.

anyway, sunoo is not very slick about his crush on you.

he talks about you non stop to his members, always finding a way to bring your name into the conversation.

his eyes start to sparkle everytime you walk into the room, all his attention directed to you and only to you, staring intensely at you everytime you tell him about something, even if it’s silly.

because he loves your voice and also because he adores gossiping with you.

he’ll be the most extreme drama queen everytime you spill the tea, judging these idiots with you.

he’ll be the type to make a gag sound every time your ex is mentioned lmao.

and because he listen to everything you say, he knows about this exhibition you really wanted to see

so as soon as he had a day off, he would take you there, but as a surprise of course, the other was his confession.

“- Okay ! Now you can open your eyes !”

You did as he told you, immediately recognizing the museum in which the exhibition you wanted to see for so long was exposed. You turned to Sunoo with the biggest smile he’s ever seen spreading your lips before jumping in his arms, hugging him tight. 

“- You’re the best I swear ! I've wanted to come here for so long !”

Sunoo chuckled in your hold, snacking his arms around your waist to keep you against him a little longer. 

“- I know ! I had this planned for a long time, but I wanted to wait for a special occasion.”

You stepped back to be able to look him in the eyes, confusion filling them now. 

“- And what is that special occasion ?”

He knew that he had to do it, that it was the right moment, but his hands were shaking when he took yours, squeezing them to give himself some bravery. 

“- Today, it’s been three years since we met and started being friends. And I’m so glad to be by your side everyday, because you make my life ten times better. What I’m trying to say is that I really like you, and not only as a friend. You’re my soulmate, we’re literally the same person, and I don't want to spend another day away from you. All I ever wanted was you.”

Sunoo gradually saw your eyes water as he went on with his little speech. And he felt his own tears prickling his eyes as well. He was keeping his feelings for himself for so long, it was almost a relief to let them out, no matter what your answer will be. But as you intertwined your fingers, smiling brightly at him through your little sobs, he felt hope creeping up his heart. 

“- And you brought me there just to confess to me ? I… It’s the sweetest thing someone ever did for me. I can’t even express how meaningful it is, and how much I love it, and how much I love you.”

He reciprocated your smile as you wiped his tears away from his cheeks, feeling them grew hotter under your touch.

“how about we go see this exhibition and we get dinner after ? maybe that could be our first date….”

YANG JUNGWON - VIRTUAL

so sweet and caring 

like really he's your mom, always reminding you of what you have to do throughout the day, or what you have to take with you before going out.

if you have to take medicine, he'll remind you too. 

jungwon is also always doing little things for you that seem to be nothing but really, they mean everything.

he'll give you little notes on the days you're not doing well, hug you whenever you need comfort, and leave some of his hoodies at yours because he knows you love them. 

and no, it's not at all because he adores seeing you in those. 

besides, he also finds comfort in your presence.

being the leader of his group is not a piece of cake, but he always wants to be strong in front of his members. 

however, he doesn't feel the need to when he's with you.

he shares his thoughts and feelings freely, relying on you so much because you always manage to help him and cheer him up. 

so it was not unusual for him to call you when he’s on tour. 

it happened quite often due to the stress and pressure put on him, he needed someone to let it all out.

and it was one of those days, except that he was particularly sad this time, almost on the verge of tears - he didn’t let you see that of course, but you could clearly hear his voice shake every now and then. 

“- I’ve already told you Jungwon, but I’ll tell you again a million times if you need it. You’re an incredible leader, you’re doing an amazing job and I’m ready to fight however made you believe otherwise.”

The boy at the other end of the facetime call chuckled a little, and this sound alone brought a smile to your own lips. 

“- Then you’ll have to fight with me Y/N. 

- Don’t challenge me, you know I’ll do it.

- I know.”

His sweet smile got your heart doing backflips. Even when a thousand miles away, he still managed to fluster you - at this point, it got to be a superpower. You checked the time, and almost yawned just seeing how late it was. You worked tomorrow, and even if you wanted to spend hours talking with Jungwon, you had to go to sleep.

“- I’ve got to go, I have to wake up early.”

Jungwon just nodded his head, his own eyes closing against his will. The day had been really exhausting, and your voice and words were always so soothing to him that he felt even more sleepy. 

“- Hm… Goodnight angel, I can’t wait to be home and kiss you.”

You both reacted the same way : eyes opening wide, words caught up at the back of your throat, surprise and shock coursing through your veins. 

“- I’m sorry Y/N… It just- It slipped out before I could stop it.”

You wished you were with him right now, to wipe out his worried expression with a kiss. But all you could do right now was shake your head, a big smile eating your whole face.

“- Don’t apologize Won, I can’t wait for you to be home and kiss me either.”

Relief played in his eyes and he reciprocated your smile immediately, half hiding his red face in his pillow. 

“i hope you don’t have plans because you’re not going to leave the house for a week once I come back. I will need all the kisses and hugs I missed.”

NISHIMURA RIKI - PLAYFUL

he is a fucking tease, all the time.

do something stupid or pathetic and he’ll bring it back until the end of the day just for the pleasure of seeing you turn red in embarrassment. 

but you know how to get back at him, because you have at least a thousand stories about all the dumb things he did.

and he loves that you’re talking back at him and teasing him back, always having the right words to either anger him or shut him up.

overall, he’s a good friend and an incredible listener

because he feels like he’s not always the best with his words, he’ll show you that he’s here for you through little action like bringing you your favourite snacks when he comes over.

he tries not to be obvious with his crush, but it is and he’s only lucky you’re very dense because he has the biggest soft spot for you.

he always softens his tone when he speaks to you, always smiles at your stupid jokes, always comes running when you need him.

if you’re not into video games, he’ll definitely teach you how to so you two can play together.

he probably has a minecraft map just for the both of you and ditch his members if you ask him to play with you.

would not tease you as much as the others if you’re bad at it or if you did a mistake.

i think that game nights would happen pretty often, even if you’re not in the same room, you’ll call him to somehow play together.

“- I have your back Riki, go !”

You know you’re almost screaming in your headphones, and that your roommate is trying to work in peace right now, but you’re so close to winning your game that it doesn’t even cross your mind as you watch out for any enemies while Niki goes on to destroy the other team base. You hear your friend swear, and shoots echoing in your ears while you’re yourself dealing with some opponents. And suddenly, you saw the word ‘WIN’ settle on your screen and you’re squealing in joy in your seat.

“- Yes !! We did it ! I told you we could do it even while being only two !

- You’re a genius Y/N, I love your brain, I love you !”

Abruptly, silence settled between the two of you, the only sounds being the ones of the game still playing in the background as you tried to gather yourself. He never told you that kind of thing as a friend, always said he was not at ease with expressing his emotions through words. And this was everything but friendly. Or so you hoped. But when you were finally able to form a coherent sentence again, he had already hung up. 

But you couldn’t let him chicken out after he said something so important, so you called him again, and again, and again. When he finally picked up the phone, you could hear someone arguing with him in the back, before you heard his voice clearly.

“- Hey ! What can I do for you ?

- Maybe explain yourself about why you told me you loved me ?

- Aah ! This was nothing, really, just the heat of the moment I guess !”

Your heart was in your throat as you mentally prepared for what you were going to say next. You really hoped that Jake was right and that your crush was not one-sided. 

“- It's a shame because I was about to say it back actually, but if it was only that…

- What ? Are you like… Serious right now ? We’re not playing anymore, are we ?”

You smiled at the other end of the call, easily picturing his state of nervousness even if he tried so hard to play it off and keep on with his cool exterior.

“- I’m not playing Riki, I really love you too.”

The boy chuckled softly, making your heart do backflips. The effect he had on you was even worse now that you knew that your feelings were mutual.

“gosh, you don’t know how many times i wished i could call you mine, i can’t believe this is real...”

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[jams-sims]

You know what I think its a good thing im watching the vod because if I got the Philza finding Missa home, live I would have come out of my fucking skin-

Because there so much there!!!

Like Fit laughing and joking saying "Oh I though he was in the dog house" An Philza fucking turns to him in the most heart breaking way and says "No, why would he think that?"

AND LISTEN IM A SUGAR DUO FIRST AND A PERSON SECOND- BUT THIS GUT PUNCHED ME LIKE SUGARDUO LIKES TOO DO

It makes me irate the way Philza romances are playing out and it has to be the most complex shit. FOR NO REASON. Its one thing to talk about Forever being hopelessly in love with Philza. But its another to talk about Philza being hopelessly in love with Missa.

Philza explains to Fit, "He thinks im to good for him and everytime I see him I tell him, no shut up, thats not true."

This is also what I'm fundamentally talking about, when I'm talking about Tallulah and Philzs being the same.

Everytime Missa comes back Philza falls in love with him everytime. Its si clear everytime Missa shows up, Philza only wants a bit of Missa time. I even said this that Philza would wait for Missa endlessly just like he waits for death. Philza heart fucking breaks each time Missa rejects the unspoken love that Philza shows.

But eachtime its all forgiven when he see him, all that heart ache goes away.

#qsmp #philza #sugarduo #pissa #deathduo

[ellies-little-thing]

I'm a creep, I'm a wierdo

*not my images

Warnings: Mature content; swearing; fluf; smut; arguing; reader is referred to as she/her; Ellie is mean; Ellie is a creep and a perv; Mentions of past relationships, mentions of drinking; love/hate relationship; Reader has a vagina; enemies to lovers (kinda); Kind of proofread, English is not my first language.

Author's notes: Hi! I really really love writing this one! Personally, this is what I imagine if I met Ellie in real life. I hope you like it! Likes, reblogs and comments are always welcome. Alright, enjoy! I reedited this one, hope you like the slight changes!

Word count: 7.5k

NSFW MINORS AND MEN DNI!!

You just came out of the building after being rejected by the girl you liked and Ellie is leaning against the wall outside. You are having a really bad day and this stranger just starts talking to you. Sure you’ve seen her around town with some other girls but never interacted with each other. It's starting to get cold out. Ellie never looked particularly pleasant to talk to. Everytime you ever saw her before, she looked smug and arrogant.

“Hey..?”  She says, eyeing the person in front of her.

“Hi?” You question her.

“Who are you?”  She says, sounding harsh and a bit annoyed.

“Hmm... who are you?” You say very offended and annoyed.

She rolls her eyes, obviously not impressed by the comeback.  “I asked first. Now, who are you?”

“Y/N.”

“And why should I care about you?” She says, sounding a bit sarcastic.

“You were the one looking at me, you creep…” You say looking at the ground.

“I can't look where I want to?” She crosses her arms, leaning back against the wall she was standing by.

“Who are you? Creep.” You ask looking up at her.

“Ellie Williams.” She says with a blank expression on her face.

“I would say "nice to meet you" but it doesn't apply to this situation.” You say sarcastically. 

“That was obvious, miss Y/N.” She shrugs slightly, pushing herself off the wall and turning her back on you.

“Miss? Don't call me that.” You are annoyed at this point.

“And why not?” She turns around, raising an eyebrow.

“Because I don't know you?” You say looking back at Elie very annoyed.

“And I'm supposed to just call you Y/N?” She tilts her head slightly.

“Yeah, that's my name, idiot.” You say dryly and sarcastically. 

“Oh, I'm an idiot now?” Ellie seems a bit offended.

“Yep.” You look away trying to ignore this interaction.

“Whatever. you're the creep here.” Ellie spits back. She rolls her eyes, turning around and facing the wall.

“Me? You were the one starring.” You respond.

“Staring*” Ellie corrects your mistake as she says over her shoulder.

“Whatever…” You say in a low tone.

“Creep.” She says, sounding a bit like she's joking but her tone and facial expression suggests otherwise.

“What do you want?” You ask.

“Nothing.” She shrugs, then tilts her head again.  “Why are you still talking to me?”

“Well, I'll stop then.” You look away.

“Great.” She rolls her eyes again.

You are very annoyed. Ellie turns around, staring down at you with an annoyed look on her face too.  “I can tell.”

“You can tell what, creep?” You ask not even looking at her.

“That you're annoyed.” She looks down at you, then smirks slightly.

“oh... I wonder why?” You say sarcastically in a dry tone.

“I'm just the best at reading people.” She shrugs, turning to lean against the wall again.

“Why are you all alone here anyway?” You ask but you don't actually care.

“And why do you care?” Ellie asks you a bit puzzled.

“Oh...? Is it that kind of game? Well, fuck you too.” You spit out annoyed.

“Oh what, got your feelings hurt?”  She snickers, looking down at you, “You're too easy.”  You ignore Ellie. “Oh, ignoring me now?” She chuckles, turning towards you again. “How childish.”

“You're the child, a creep that stares at girls she doesn't know.” You say looking directly at her with an annoyed expression.

“Maybe you just looked a little too attractive for me to not look at you.” She smirks and tilts her head slightly.

“Did I hear it right? I'm attractive now? Okay... creep.” You ask amused.

“Oh, I did think so... but maybe I changed my mind after how you've reacted to me.” She smirks. “And you call me a creep, even though I'm not the one getting all hot and bothered at someone looking at me.”  She says, her smirk growing larger.

“Bye then.” You say dryly, turning away from her.

“What?” She chuckles. ”You're giving up too easily.”

“As if you're worth the bother.” You say with your back to her.

“Oh, you're still talking now?” She says in a sarcastic tone.

“Keep talking to yourself, creep. I'm going home” You declare clearly annoyed and tired of this conversation.

“Going home?” She tilts her head to the side and smirks. “How do you know I won't follow you?

“If you do, I'll punch you in the face. You really are a perv.” You look over your shoulder at her not turning around.

“Oh you'll punch me?” She chuckles, but has a stern look on her face.  “You don't look particularly strong, you sure that's a good idea?”

“Or maybe I should use this?” You hold your pocket knife you carry on you at all times for self defense.

“And stab me? You're not exactly making your case of not looking childish any better.” She stares down at the knife, sounding a bit amused.

“Sure, follow me then creep. How do you know I'm not just an axe murderer luring you into the woods to kill you?” You say in a mocking tone.

“Because I doubt you're capable of hurting anyone.” She says with a smirk.

“You don't know me.” You are very annoyed at this conversation.

“I still dont think I'm in much danger, so…” She shrugs, starting to walk towards you. You started walking away.  “Oh, are you trying to lose me?” She grins, following after you. You just ignore Ellie as she walks a bit faster now, annoyed. She continues to follow after you, finding this interaction very funny.  “Why are you in such a rush?”

“Don't want creeps like you following me.” You say with your pocket knife in your hand.

“Ah, come on.” She chuckles, slightly speeding up. “Don't you like my company?”

“Sincerely, no. A big, fat, round no on that one.”

She chuckles, still following behind you. “Oh? That's a little mean.”

“Oh.. did I hurt your feelings? Too bad I don't care.”

Ellie rolls her eyes and smirks. “ Yeah? Well, I can be mean back. you're ugly as hell.”

“Thanks!” You say sarcastically. 

She sighs, then continues walking behind you, starting to speed up so that she's walking right behind you.

“I can hear you walking behind me. You do realize that, right?” You say not looking back.

“Oh, obviously I realize that.” She chuckles. “Did you think I was trying to be subtle?” She says, speeding up even more, now walking faster than you are.

“Oh my god. Leave me alone!” You cross your arms as you walk. She continues walking behind you, still speeding up. “Nope. I don't think I will.”

“Already in love with me? How lovely.” You say sarcastically.

“No, I'm just following you because I'm bored. you make it easy.”

“Do I now?”

“Yeah, you kinda do.” She chuckles. “You have the mentality of a child, so it's not hard to find you entertaining.”

“Oh, I'm the child? You're the one following me like a lost puppy.” You say smirking a  bit.

“Well, at least i dont throw a tantrum after someone looks at me.” She rolls her eyes, speeding up slightly more.

“You were the first to talk to me idiot.” You respond dryly.

“So? That doesn't mean you have to act like a brat.”

“A brat?! Fuck you Ellie, if thats even your real name.”

“Aw, did someone lose their temper?” She chuckles, stopping behind you and crossing her arms, staring at you. You are still walking. “Ah, still walking? Where are you going anyway?” She chuckles, speeding up to walk beside you.

“Away from you!” You say, fastening your pace.

“Ah, but you can't get away from me. I could always just walk with you.” She smirks. You walk away from Ellie. “Why are you trying so hard to avoid me?” She chuckles, taking a step closer to you.

“Because you're not a pleasant person to interact with.” You are losing your patience.

“Am I not?” She chuckles again. “Do you find me that annoying?” You sigh. “Did I hurt your feelings?” She smirks. “Aw, how cute.”

“No. I don't have feelings. You can't hurt something that doesn't exist.” You say bluntly, without a stammer.

“Oh, so you're just some shell of a person with no emotions at all?” She chuckles, raising an eyebrow.

“Yep.”

“That's kinda sad.”

“I don't need your pity, thanks very much.”

“What do you need then?” She smiles. “Why do you still entertain my conversations and questions?” She says, sounding a bit sarcastic but also intrigued.

“To be left alone.” Youstate, clearly getting angry at this point.

“You think I'll leave you alone?” She chuckles. “You're funny.” You just don't respond. “Ah, no response?” She smirks. “Is that because you know I'm right?”

You still do not answer.  “Is being stubborn a hobby of yours? Or are you just incapable of accepting the fact that you've lost this interaction?” She chuckles, tilting her head slightly toward you.

“Or are you just too stupid to understand you are so damn annoying?” You spit out.

“I'm not annoying at all, I can assure you.” She chuckles, looking down at you. “In fact, I think you're enjoying this.”

“hum hum, sure.”

“Do you find it amusing?” She chuckles again, then tilts her head slightly toward you.  “You sure do talk a lot for someone who wants to be left alone.”

You don't respond anymore. You're tired of her by now. “I think I broke her…” She says in a soft tone, chuckling to herself. You keep walking silently. Ellie follows after you, still chuckling and smiling. You stop suddenly and Ellie bumps into you, almost falling on her ass.

“Ah!” She laughs, looking up at you. “You should really watch where you're going, you almost knocked me down.”

“You were the one not paying attention to what's in front of you.” You say still looking forwards away from her.

“No, you stopped really suddenly.” She says in a more teasing tone, raising an eyebrow.

“Not my problem.”

“Still... I could trip and hurt myself." Ellie smirks and shakes her head, then quickly walks beside you again.

“Oh.. I'm so worried!” You are clearly running out of patience.

“Oh please, if i actually got hurt you'd probably laugh.”

“Or just leave you there to die alone of a twisted ankle.” You say smiling slightly at the thought.

“You wouldn't do that.” She chuckles. “Don't act like you don't care about me.”

“I really don't, I don't know you.”

“Well, if you don't care, why are you still talking to me?” She smirks.

“Because my evening is being so boring, I actually have to resort to lowering to your level.” You say seriously.

“My level? You know, I think I was wrong about you before." Ellie looks up at you with a smirk. “You're definitely a brat.” She chuckles again.

“Thanks! You said that already, dickhead.” You say getting angry.

“Oh sorry, I thought I'd just remind you of your personality traits.” She rolls her eyes. “Brats have to be told everything otherwise they forget, right?”

“Oh, right... I just remembered... I don't care!” You shout.

“Aw...” Ellie chuckles. “Such a cute little brat.” She says, sounding teasing.

“I'm starting to think you are a stalker.” You continue walking home.

“A stalker, huh?” She smirks. “Why do you think that?”

“This!?” You look at Ellie angry.

“Hmm, are you getting angry now?” Ellie chuckles, then tilts her head slightly, still looking at you.  You don't respond, ignoring her.  “Ah, I see. you're still just a brat.”  You turn around and continue walking home.  “And you're going to continue ignoring me?” Ellie asks in a teasing tone as she smirks, and raises an eyebrow. You are getting far away from Ellie now.

“Aw...” Ellie continues to follow you, speeding up a little bit so that she's walking beside you. You ignore her and only look forward. “Oh, are you ignoring me?” Ellie smirks, tilting her head slightly towards you again. You continue ignoring Ellie. Ellie continues to follow beside you, speaking at a slightly quieter volume. “Why do you keep ignoring me?” You still don't respond and start walking faster.  Ellie chuckles, then starts to speak slightly louder, now that you are walking faster. “Can you please pay attention to me again?”

“oh... who's being a brat now? Asking for attention. Attention whore.” You respond angry. Ellie sighs, rolling her eyes, yet she smirks. “Is that the best you can do, brat? Calling me an attention whore?” She looks down at you, chuckling lightly. “Aren't you though?” You ask tilting your head and narrowing your eyes.

“Am... um... no.” Ellie fumbles over her words a little, sounding like she's a bit caught off guard by your comment.

“Then why are you still here? No girlfriend to fuck?” You ask clearly tired of the situation.

“Ah! Don't get vulgar now." Ellie smiles, then tilts her head slightly. “Also, no. I don't have a girlfriend.”

“Oh.. nice.. My stalker is also a loser.” You say dryly.

“Loser?” Ellie chuckles, still smiling. “Now who's lowering to who's level, brat?” Ellie says, now sounding slightly sarcastic.

“Fuck you.”

“Aw.” Ellie chuckles, then smirks, and continues following beside you. You are almost home and stop. “Go away, you are breaking several laws by following me home!”

“Laws? Are there laws for this?” Ellie tilts her head, seeming a bit surprised. “I mean, I can see why following a minor might be illegal but I didn't think that it was illegal in general for someone to follow someone else home…”

“Minor? I’m 19, you idiot.” You say angrily

“Oh?” Ellie grins, then smirks. “I mean, I could see how you might be mistaken for one.”

“And how old are you? 14?” You ask looking up at her with your arms crossed.

“How dare you.” Ellie looks insulted, but she seems to be joking. “I'm actually 20 years old.”

“Sure, sure…”

Ellie chuckles.  “You do realize I'm older than you?” Ellie raises an eyebrow.

“As if one year makes a difference…” You say annoyed, in a lower tone.

“I mean, it makes a difference being a minor I guess.”

“I'm 19, not a minor, dickwad.” You defend yourself

“I mean, you certainly act like a minor.” Ellie smirks, and tilts her head slightly.

“Fine Ellie. Do whatever you want. Be my guest. Stay outside of my house like the creep you are. Have a nice life.” You close and lock the front door of your house on Ellies face.

“Oh, that's just rude.” Ellie sighs, then knocks loudly on your door. You ignore Ellie.  Ellie knocks even harder on the door. You are now preparing to go take a shower, not giving Ellie any more attention. Ellie smirks, and starts banging a fist angrily on the door. You turn on the water. Ellie smirks, then starts banging on the door with her feet.

“Real mature!” You shout before closing the bathroom door and going into the shower.

“Come on! Don't just ignore me!” Ellie bangs harder on the door with her feet. You are taking your shower now and can't hear her over the sound of the water. Ellie continues to bang on the door, speaking at a slightly higher volume.

“This isn't funny anymore. open up!”

You start singing whilst taking your shower. Ellie sighs, and kicks the door, then sits down on the front porch.

“I suppose I'll just wait for you then…” You take half an hour in your shower. “Oh for god's sake.” Ellie leans back in her seat, crossing her arms and tapping her foot, waiting for you to be done showering. You open the bathroom door with a towel on your hair.

“Ah, there you are, brat.” Ellie smirks, looking up at you through the window. 

You can see Ellie is still there from the kitchen window. “Oh yes, I'm still here.” Ellie grins, and tilts her head slightly. “Now, can I come inside?”

“And why would I do that?” You go to the fridge and fill a cup of orange juice and start drinking it.

“Because I'm a bit cold, you selfish brat.” Ellie says, jokingly sounding a bit annoyed.

“You are the one choosing to stay there.”

“Yeah, I know.” Ellie looks up at you, then smirks, and tilts her head slightly. “So, are you going to let me inside?”

“Nope. It's a no on that one!” You say drinking your juice not looking at her.

“Aw, but I'm cold.” Ellie says in a teasing voice, looking up at you.

“As if I care!” You still don't look at her.

“You could at least let me inside for five minutes!” Ellie asks, sounding a little annoyed, but also a bit whiny.

“Oh, what a whiny little baby.” You say rolling your eyes as you finish your cup of orange juice.

“You shut up, brat!” Ellie rolls her eyes, then smirks, looking up at you.

“I'm not opening the door, especially after calling me names.” You say annoyed.

“Please!” Ellie continues to sound whiny, seeming desperate to get inside now.

“Why are you still insisting? Give up.” You tell her.

“I can't give up, I'm way too determined now. I won't stop until I can get inside!”

“Good luck with that!” Ellie sits back on the porch, crossing her arms, and tapping her foot, looking up at you with an annoyed, determined smile. You are now sitting on the couch watching tv in your living room.

“You're so mean to me.” Ellie pouts a bit. “I just want to come inside, that's all!” Ellie says in a whiney, almost childish tone.

“So you can kill me? No chance.” You say sarcastically.

“Aw, you think I'm going to kill you?” Ellie chuckles at the comment.  “Sweetie, if I had the intention to kill you, i wouldn't be knocking on your door, i’d just break it down and come inside, now you can't say i don't ask you politely though.” Ellie smirks, then tilts her head slightly again.

“Still not opening it!” You look into the tv.

“Please! I'm literally shivering in coldness!”

“Sure you are.”

“I'm not kidding! I don't think you understand how cold I am!” Ellie says with a whiny tone. “Just open the door please!”

You look at Ellie with a serious and very annoyed face.

“Just let me inside for at least five minutes!” Ellie says, sounding more annoyed now.

You get up and walk to the front door. “Are... you going to let me come inside now?” Ellie tilts her head slightly, smirking, seeming hopeful.

You check the lock on the door. “Yep.. still locked. Just to make sure.” You smirk.

“You cruel, cruel child…” Ellie crosses her arms, smirking slightly at you, but still sounding a bit annoyed.

“Give me one good reason to let you inside.” You demand.

“Hum, because I've been trying to get inside for a whole hour now? Pleasee...I am so cold..."

“Not good enough!” 

“Pleaseee! the cold is literally killing me!”

“It's not that cold you creep.”

“Yeah, it is.” Ellie's voice is a bit more genuine, although she's still smirking. “Now, are you letting me inside?”

“hhhhhuuuuuggggg.....” You say annoyed, “5 minutes and not one second more!”

“Fine, five minutes…” Ellie sighs, sounding a bit annoyed at having to wait outside still.

You open the door annoyed. You are in your pajamas now. Just a t-shirt and some shorts, you have no bra underneath and Ellie could make out your nipples.

“uh... thanks?” Ellie says, seemingly a bit stunned, but she smiles at you and enters the house.

“Now that you are inside, what do you want from me?” You ask, crossing your arms looking at her.

“I just... wanna talk.” Ellie smirks, then tilts her head slightly.

“About?” You are very annoyed.

“I don't know, just getting to know each other more.'' Ellie shrugs, then looks around the room.

You sit on the couch and cross your arms again. Ellie looks over at you, then smiles, and goes to sit down beside you on the couch. You are looking at the tv ignoring Ellie completely. Ellie sighs, and leans against you a little, seeming a bit annoyed too.

“Hey! I want you to give me attention damnit." Elie says, sounding slightly whiny, and taps your shoulder lightly with her fingertips.

“Get away from me, don't touch me!” You say angrily. 

“Okay you brat!” Ellie isn't sure what to do now that she's inside. She didn't actually think you were going to let her inside your house. “So hum…” Ellie thinks of something to say. “Why have I never seen you around town?”

“Maybe because you were too busy eating every other girl in this town in front of everyone. Just maybe.” You say dryly.

“Well at least I'm not rejected like you! Yes, I saw it through the window.” Ellie says, trying to sound mean.

“And here I was thinking you couldn’t be any more creepy.” You were genuinely offended. “ Get out of my house! Right now!” You push Ellie towards the front door.

“Hey, hey, hey…” Ellie tries to stop you. “I was just telling the truth!”

“Get out right now!” You shout.

“Fine! I'll go! Looser..!”

“Fuck you Ellie!” You are almost screaming right now. “I hope you get hit by a truck!” You close the door as you push Ellie out, slamming it, then lock it.

“Oh.. come on… “ Ellie pleads.

“Unbelievable…” You sigh.

“Come on… I was joking!” Ellie says a bit ashamed of what she's just said.

“Go home Ellie! Have a nice life!” You shout and go to your room not listening to one more word that comes out from Ellie's mouth.

“I’m sorry!” Ellie pleads one last time. “Fuck… Why did I say that? I'm such an ass…” Ellie gets out of your porch and starts walking home. The truth is that Ellie had noticed you on the street a few times now, and thought you were beautiful. 

Ellie gets home and can't believe she just said that to you. She can't stop playing the moment in her head. When she saw you being rejected by that girl she thought she could have a chance with you finally. She was actually really excited to be talking to you but she's not very good at social interactions and always says the wrong things when she's trying her very best. Sure, she was a bit of a playboy but she didn't really think she was that mean or unpleasant. Ellie always liked having a girl with her. It made her feel more confident and wanted. The truth is that Ellie is actually a loser that can hide it really well.

A few days later you were going out to meet some friends. You go to the town's bar and meet them there and have a great time drinking a bit. You hear the bell on the bar's door signaling someone entering or leaving. You look at the door just to see who it was. You are completely filled with rage as you see that it is Ellie.

Ellie didn't go out hoping to see you, she was actually very surprised and blushing from embarrassment as she remembered your last interaction. She didn't want to make you any more angry so she just walked up to the booth and sat there alone, drinking. She glanced at you a few times but didn't have the courage to go and apologize.

You ignored Ellie's presence and started dancing with your friends trying to forget what happened the other night. 

“Hey, I think someones looking at you!” Your friend Dina is excited since you were rejected the other day and thought this could be good for you.

“Yeah, I noticed..” You say annoyed.

 “What 's wrong? She is really cute!” Dina says excitedly.

“And a complete asshole as well.” Your friend is a bit confused because you and her didn't know Ellie very well. Sure you saw her with a lot of girls over time but didn't think much of it. “Why do you say that?” Dina asked.

“It's a long story, Dina, she's just really not nice.”

“Oh.. Okay, can you tell me what happened?” Dina inquired. “Fine” You tell Dina what happened and Dina is really surprised and angry at Ellie as well. “That's what happened, I don't want to think of it anymore.” You say quietly.

“I really want to punch her for doing that to you now!”

“Dina it's whatever, just forget her…” Dina is very mad that Ellie could be so cruel and gets up from ypur table and goes up to Ellie to talk to her. She is very angry. You are really uncomfortable right now and really don't want more arguing or getting hurt again. 

“Who do you think you are? Treating my friend like that?!” Dina asks Ellie, very angry. Ellie is surprised at Dina’s bluntness. “Don't you ever talk or look at her again, understood??” Dina added. “ And don't you dare hurt her again! I swear I'll beat the shit out of you!”

“I…. I’m sorry…" Ellie looks at the ground ashamed as the whole bar is now looking at them. “I'm really sorry, truly…” Ellie gets up and out of the bar and looks inside through the window one last time at you.

“Yeah, get out of here you creep!” Dina then comes back and hugs you tightly.

“Thanks Dina.” You say a bit sad. “I think I'm going to head home if you don't mind, everything is a bit too overwhelming right now.”

“Do you want me to walk you home honey?” Dina asks, concerned.

“No but thank you Dina, I need to be alone for a while…” 

“Are you sure?” She asks worried about you.

“Yes Dins, I'll be fine. See you tomorrow.” You hug Dina and get out of the bar and start going home. It's cold out tonight and you are shivering. You didn't think it would be this cold today so your jacket wasn't very warm.

Ellie was still outside the bar leaning on the wall as she saw you come out as well. She didn't want you to be angry with her anymore. She had to say something.

“Y/N?” She called.

You heard Ellie's voice but kept walking, not giving her attention. “Y/N i'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you!” You keep walking and Ellie goes after you. She grabs your arm and pleads once again. “Please, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it…” You look at Ellie with tears in your eyes. “Leave me alone…” 

“I'm so sorry, please don't cry…” Ellie looks concerned at you. “Let me go and dont follow me home again!” You say sternly and get your arm out of Ellie's grasp and keep on walking. Ellie isn't sure what to do, she doesn't know if she should follow you again. She decided to follow you in the end after pondering for a bit. You noticed this. 

“Great, that's just great… Just go home Ellie, I'm tired.” Ellie keeps following you home but is quiet the whole way there, not to make you more uncomfortable. You arrive at your house and Ellie says. “Can we talk please?”

“No.  Please…just go away…” You open the door to your house and as you are going to close it behind you, Ellie stops you. “Please… can I come in? I just want to apologize and make things right…”

“Perfect, I'm not even allowed to be left alone in my own home…” Ellie closes the door behind her as you go to your bedroom to change into more comfy clothes. The door is slightly ajar and Ellie can see you change. She doesn't want to be a creep and a perv but she can't take her eyes off of your body.

You don't notice Ellie can see you changing. Ellie waits for you to finish changing before knocking on the door. “Can I come in please?”

“Whatever Ellie, do what you want….” You lay on your bed looking away from Ellie. 

Ellie sits on the end of the bed and starts talking. “I'm really sorry. I don't know why I said those things to you.”

“Sure you are...” You say quietly laying on your side. “What do you want? Haven't you done enough?”

Ellie gets very embarrassed as she talks.  “I just wanted to get to know you… I've seen you around town and you looked so nice and so pretty and…. and…”

You are listening to Ellie but still not looking at her. “And what? I looked like a nice target for your cruelness?”

“I…. i… I wanted to get closer to you and I just made things worse.”

“Yeah, you sure did.” You say sadly. Ellie looks at you and is genuinely sorry. “Could you ever forgive me?”

“Dont you have other girls to be fucking with? I'm sure they're lining up for that.” You say dryly.

“I… I know I'm not the best person in the world, very far from it… but I never want to hurt other people…”

“Ellie, I'm tired, I don't want to be having this conversation.” Ellie lays beside you hoping this is not going to upset you. “I really am sorry…”

Ellie feels a bit uncomfortable with this situation. “Ever since I saw you for the first time I couldn't get you out of my head….” Ellie continues. “I'm sorry for being a creep, I only wanted to get close to you and didn't know any other way to do it…”

“You could have started by being nice, and not an arrogant little shit for starters.” You said sadly and a bit angry. Ellie turns to face you and looks at you to see you are crying. Ellie is feeling really bad right now and wants to make things right with you. “Do you think we could just talk for a bit? You don't need to say anything if you don't want to…” You look back at Ellie with tears still in your eyes. “Talk about what? The weather? How many girls you’ve fucked? How much of an asshole you are?” You say mad and sad. Ellie is a bit offended but doesn't show it, instead she wipes the tears out of your face gently. You are caught by surprise as Ellie touches your face, but you let her do it. “You know… you really are the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen…” You keep looking at Ellie and your tears are stopping from falling from your eyes. Ellie still caresses your face even though you are not crying anymore. You look into each other's eyes and you start feeling nervous. Ellie always wanted to be this close to you and her heart is starting to beat very fast. “I am truly sorry.” She says with complete honesty. Ellie is starting to blush from being so close and intimate with you. The only thing Ellie wanted to do was to kiss you but she knew it was too early for that, so she just looked at your lips for a second and then back up at your eyes. You were starting to feel butterflies so you got up so Ellie is not touching you anymore.

You sit up on the bed and Ellie does the same. “Ellie, this… this is too much…” You say hugging your own legs. Ellie looks at you with a sad face but a hopeful one too. 

“Why were you so mean? What did I ever do to you?” You ask. Ellie tries to think of an answer but she really doesnt have any excuses for what she's done. She stays silent for a few seconds. “Oh? Not even an explanation? Nice job apologizing. Now I see why you change girlfriends just like you change your clothes.” Ellie is a bit offended and wants to defend herself. “Well, at least I get dates…”

You are very offended. “You're really digging a hole for yourself now.” 

“At least i’ve been fucked and wanted.” Ellie is now speaking out of spite not really sure why, but the rage simply filled up her body. “At least I'm not alone in my room crying for other girls!” You are really hurt by Ellie's words.

“And there she is, the real Ellie! The asshole without a heart! Get out of my house! Now!” You shout and get up out of the bed, pointing at the door for Ellie to leave. 

“No.” Ellie responds. “No?” You are furious. “Fuck you and your empty promises. I can't believe you… You come to apologize to me and end up just doing the same thing? Did you fall on your head as a baby or something?”

“No. You're just a brat who can't handle a little teasing!” Ellie smirks teasing you. “You know what? I don't even know what I saw in you in the first place!” 

You are furious and slap Ellie in a fit of rage. “Get out!” You shout to Ellie who is soothing her face after being slapped by surprise. Ellie has a mean look in her eyes now and grabs you as she pins you to the wall by your neck. “How dare you, you brat! You really are a lost cause.”

You try to take Ellie's hand away from your neck unsuccessfully. Ellie is stronger than you thought. Ellie seems happy with herself as she sees you struggle and has a mean and teasing tone in her voice. “Aw… Is my brat trying to run away? That's not how this works, You'll pay for slapping me!”

“Go fuck yourself!” You say defyingly.  Ellie seems amused by this. “What if i fucked you hum? I bet you like that, you brat. Wouldn't you?” You are feeling like you have no control of this interaction as you look at Ellie's tattooed toned arm.

“Oh? The tattoo? Do you like it? I'll tell you a secret. It was one of those bitches you’re so jealous of, that did it.” She whispered into your ear. You were not expecting this at all from Ellie. “You’re so full of yourself! The world does not revolve around you, you know that right?” You respond furiously.

Your faces are very close now and you can look into Ellie's green eyes. Ellie is not looking you in your eyes though, She is looking at your lips. 

Ellie is fixed on your lips as she feels her breath on her neck. She squeezes your neck a bit still pinning you to the wall. Ellie is thinking of one thing and one thing only. She wants to kiss you and slap you as a payback of sorts but she doesn't. She looks back at your eyes. “What are you looking at fuckface?” You are secretly loving this now. “What are you going to do now? Choke me to death? How kind…”

Ellie cant take it anymore and kisses you hungerly and presses her body to Yours. You blush at the sudden movement but kiss her back trying to throw Ellie on the bed and get on top of her. Ellie is lost in lust as the only thing she wants to do now is touch your body. You feel Ellie's free hand go under your top and cup your breast. Ellie notices your nipples are hard. “Is someone becoming turned on from being choked? I expected a lot of things from you but this is far better than my expectations…” You take this moment to do what you were thinking and push Ellie onto the bed and get on top of her straddling her and put your hand on Ellie's neck instead. You are in control now. “How about this? Isn't it better you creep? Being choked like the whore you really are.” You say, out of breath.

“Fuck… how cute, this brat thinks shes in control…” Ellie quickly throws you onto the bed forcefully and gets on top of you. “You don't have a say in this brat! Don't you try anything you could regret…” You are really angry and slap Ellie across the face again. Ellie looks back slowly at you and slaps you back harder and makes you whine. “Did it hurt? Oh poor baby… Don't you try that again, understood?” Your face is stinging from the slap and you try to soothe the pain by stroking your face. “Fuck you!” You spit out.

“That’s what I'm planning on doing, you brat!” Ellie kisses you and lets her tongue explore your mouth. The kiss is hard and agressive as Ellie takes your shirt off to reveal your soft tits and your erect nipples. “Look at that, the brat is loving this…” Ellie teases and smirks before continuing the kiss. You are moaning as you two kiss and feel Ellie's lips going down to your chest and suck on your nipples hard while massaging your boobs. You are getting wet and very aroused. Ellies hands travel down to your shorts and take them off, As she is undressing you she notices a wet patch forming on your panties. “Oh… look at that… you really are enjoying this aren't you?” You get a bit embarrassed of your state. Ellie touches your pussy through the fabric and comes back up to continue the kissing session. “You're so wet for me already…” Ellie says in between kisses. “I knew you liked me after all, see? That wasn't so hard was it, brat?” You moan as Ellie starts massaging your pussy in tiny circles. “Yes.. moan for me you brat…. Show me how dirty you are…” 

“You're such a perv…” You manage to stay in the midst of all that's happening. “Yes I'm a perv and a creep and you are loving every single second of it, brat.” Ellie's voice is lower than usual and she's feeling on top of the world having you under her like this.

Ellie is feeling very powerful as she is completely dressed and you are almost naked in front of her. “Let's take these off shall we?” Ellie asks mockingly tugging at your panties. “They are completely soaked anyways aren't they?” You look very embarrassed as Ellie undresses you and become completely naked. You feel a knot in your stomach starting to form as you get more and more turned on. “So beautiful for me… look at that perfect sopping pussy… Should I touch my brat? Or is she going to misbehave?” Ellie mocks and teases you. You moan as Ellie starts touching your pussy slowly and collects some of the sleek on her fingers and brings it to her mouth looking you dead in the eyes. “Humm….. My brat tastes so good… Should i lick all this amazing sleek? I think I might do just that.” Ellie kisses your body down from your neck very slowly , then your breasts and sucks on them some more to hear you moan more for her. She loves hearing the sounds you make. Then she goes down your belly and leaves wet kisses on her way to your pussy. Ellie starts licking your clit slowly and carefully as she looks up to see how you are reacting. Ellie is happy with your reaction and your moans as she starts speeding up her pace, completely pussy drunk. 

You are feeling every movement from Ellie's tongue and can't help yourself from moaning in pleasure. You let Ellie take complete control and are loving every second but don't want to admit it. Ellie brings her hand below her chin collecting sleek and feeling your tight hole as shes desperate to start finger fucking her until you’re screamming. Ellie introduces one finger into you and hears those delicious moans as she waits for your pussy to get used to the intrusion. “Fuck… my little brat is so tight… she's practically sucking my finger in with her pussy… Shall I put one more in and stretch my brat’s tight little hole?” Ellie speaks looking you in your eyes as she inserts yet another finger inside you. “Fuck baby… Look at that… taking me so well… feels good doesn't it?” You nod as you seem to not be able to form words at the moment from all the pleasure. “Shall i go faster and fuck you until you scream? I think I'd like hearing you begging me to stop. That sounds fun doesn't it brat?”

You moan as Ellie starts pumping her fingers in and out faster and faster as she hits your G spot just perfectly with each pump. “Fuck Ellie…. thats good please dont stop…” Elie hears this and looks at your face. “Is my brat speaking to me now?... Did I tell you you could talk? I don't think so. Maybe my brat needs a spanking so she knows her place. Yeah I think she does…” Ellie says as she stops and takes her fingers out of you slowly. “Open your mouth slut..” Ellie commands as she puts her slender fingers into Your mouth for you to taste yourself and suck each drop. “That's a good slut… now come here brat, it's time for your spanking.” She pulls you into her lap across her legs, ass up. She first strokes your soft ass. “Look at this ass... perfect to be spanked.” She pulls you by her hair before starting and says “Now be a good slut and take your punishment without complaints, understood?” You nod as you wince from the hair pulling. “Here we go brat…” Ellie starts spanking your ass with her right hand and uses the other to hold you in place. You let out tiny screams at every spank.  Ellie is loving this, the sounds you make are music to her ears. “Look at my brat taking her spanking so well… I think she even likes it.” Ellie notices you getting wet again and decides to finger you. “Just look at that… My slut is so wet for me again… let me take care of that…” Ellie inserts two fingers without warning making you moan loudly, she then starts pumping them in and out as if her life depends on it. You are feeling like you're getting close to your orgasm.  Ellie is relentless and slowly inserts a third finger in as she rubs Your clit with her thumb. You are feeling euphoric, you've never felt this good and your moans prove it. “Ellie, i'm going to cum… ah…. fuck….” You start feeling your orgasm washing over you as Ellie continues with a grin on her face. “Now that is a nice slut… cum from me… come on…give me those amazing juices of yours…” You can't hold it in anymore and let yourself go. “Good girl… That's it…” You are now getting over stimulated as Ellie doesn't stop or even slow down. “Ellie, please.. it's too much…” You say, a bit desperate. “Hum? You'll have to beg harder brat, come on, let's hear it.”

“Ellie please i'm begging you… i can't take it anymore” You feel like you are going to cum again. “Oh my slut is cuming again? Look at that.. She finally knows her place…” You are overwhelmed by all the sensations and cum again on Ellie's fingers not long after that. “Perfect little slut.. look at all that cum….” As you come down from your high, Ellie starts slowing down, mesmerized by all the cum coming from your pussy. She takes her fingers out slowly collecting as much cum as she can and brings it to her mouth. “Hum…. my brat’s cum is so good… so delicious…” Ellie then lays you on the bed smiling smugly. “That wasn't so bad was it brat?” She looks into your eyes completely pussy drunk.

“I still hate you, creep” You say annoyed but playfully.

“I'm sure you do brat… and I know just how to make you love me now...” Ellie says as she kisses you on the lips gently and lovingly. You kiss her back. You don't hate Ellie anymore really but you wont give her that satisfaction. Ellie continues the kiss for a long while until she finally says. ”I think I might actually be in love with you…” 

A/N: I hope you liked it! Likes, reblogs and comments are always welcome!

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[heartfullofleeches]

Cholly and Jessica rabbit darling 🙏🙏 maybe a blurb?

Toon Yan + G.N "Jessica Rabbit" Singer Darling Blurb

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There's a certain bar in town.

The walls haven't received a fresh coat of paint since opening day and the drinks are piss poor at best yet lines wrapped around the block on slow days and patrons regularly fought for their spot below the already crowded stage. The old girl had a trick up its sleeve - a star act who stole bated breathes with once glance and captured lonely hearts with first hymn. A singer with the grace of an angel plucked from the heavens above and the lure of those below. How such a place came to employ a prized gem like them was a mystery, but so long as they were under their roof - seats were packed and business was booming.

With their charm, it was only a matter of time before suitors came rolling in. The love letters and gifts were sweet for a time, but a silent rejection just wasn't enough for those trapped under their spell. Fans threw themselves at the poor thing every chance they received - ambushing them outside their dressing room or on walks home and even climbing on stage in the middle of their performance on a few occasions. The singer was a professional in letting down their admirers gently, but everyone has their limits and when someone couldn't take the hint-

"I'm flattered, truly, but I already have someone waiting for me at home. They get terribly worried if I'm not home soon at this hour."

Their claims were true - in a way. In the past, all that waited for them was an empty bed and a tv, but through countless hours of watching old cartoons - it seemed there was always someone watching them back. It'd definitely put a dent in their tips if word spread far, but they had to get it out the new out their at some point. Besides, if anybody knew, they certainly kept their mouths shut to the press. In reality, their relationship wasn't as hidden as they portrayed. If one paid close attention to the loudest cheers in the crowd, they might piece two and two together with the voice that follows them home.

"Another amazing performance, Doll. I don't know how you manage to do it, but it's like a breath of fresh air everytime you get up on that stage."

"Oh, stop. You know I wouldn't be anywhere without the support of my fans and a certain little troublemaker."

"Well, I'd say that someone is a pretty lucky person. Would'a brought a fruit basket to go with those flowers I left in your dressing room, but honestly all the ones I've eaten recently have tasted a little bitter - cause I've got the sweetest peach on my arm right now."

"You're terrible!"

Many questioned why the singer choose who they did. Nobody ever got a good look at them upfront, but even from afar the difference were stark. The singer was taller than their partner even without heels, not to mention their strange tone of voice and need to throw a joke into almost every conversation. What on earth would someone as elegant as them want with a creature like that. The answer was quite simple.

"They make me laugh."

The answer might seem a little lackluster, but in a time and city like this, you'll fine a big of laughter does the soul good. There was more to it than that. Their partner made them feel safe and secure. They knew when to cut the theatrics and truly care for their love in moments of need. On top of that, the singer hadn't ran into any issues with crazy fans since their relationship began. They assumed they were deterred by the fact of them having a lover and while some were - majority weren't. They poured all their time and money into getting their attention, and they chose some random person for what - a laugh? There must be more- More than the laughter or cheap comfort. They could provide all that and then some. If anyone decided to let their anger get the better of them and confronted the singer's lover they'd gladly tell them.

"You wanna know why they choose me over you and the rest of the chumps that fawn over a taken person? You reeeeeally wanna know why Y/n picked me? Haha!... - that's easy. You can beat me, shoot me, stab me and I'll be just fine, but all it takes for you is one little cut and you're gone for good. And you'll never guess what I have in my other hand...just like all the others... If ya do - might even give you a five seconds head start."

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[badbtssmut]

No.12

Hi there, I like your writing, and thank you for taking requests. I got a request for Professor Seokjin x reader y/n where y/n is in detention and things get spicy between y/n and professor Seokjin. Sort of like they know they shouldn't, but they can't deny their feelings for each other and give in.

“How many more times this year will you get into detention? This is getting ridiculous.” The professor scolded you. You rolled your eyes and sat in the chair.

You weren't a bad student, not at all. In fact, you were a star student. But, when it came to that one teacher...it was like something inside of you just snapped. There was no explaining it, really. You were an angel to everyone else, but a demon in front of Seokjin.

You tapped your fingers against the table impatiently.

“Don’t you ever think it’s because I want to spend more time with you!” You shouted at the professor, immediately regretting it. You didn’t mean to, but you have been trying to flirt with him for a while and everytime he didn’t even notice.

He looked shocked, then sighed.

“Y/N…if this is a joke it isn't funny.” Seokjin rejected you. Your heart dropped, you weren't sure what you were expecting, but that definitely wasn't it.

The room fell silent. You looked down at the desk, you felt your eyes start to water.

You stood up quickly and tried to walk out of the classroom, but you were yanked back by Seokjin.

“Let me go!” You resisted, stumbling and falling against him. His arms were wrapped around your waist, then his hands moved to cup your cheeks. Seokjin was looking into your eyes, he was so close you could feel his breath.

He kissed you, hard. His lips were so soft, they tasted sweet. His tongue licked your bottom lip. You opened your mouth slightly and his tongue darted in, swirling with yours. This was what you were waiting for.

He pushed you back onto his desk, you wrapped your legs around his waist. He kissed you again, sucking and nipping at your bottom lip. His hands moved to your hair, tugging it slightly. You let out a small moan.

You knew you shouldn’t do this, and so did he, but it was like both of you couldn’t hold back anymore.

Soon, his pants dropped to the floor and your panties were pulled to the side.

Seokjin pulled away from you and lined his cock up with your entrance and slowly pushed in. You moaned as he filled you up. He was bigger than you expected, which was good.

Seokjin pulled out and slammed back into you, making you cry out in pleasure.

He started to move at a faster pace, thrusting into you, making you moan with every thrust. You gripped onto his shoulders, whimpering as you spread your legs further.

Seokjin leaned down to kiss you, muffling your moans.

You felt a knot forming in the pit of your stomach. You were close, you could feel it.

“I’m close.” You whispered, at which Seokjin slowed down his pace, riding out your orgasm as your body shook, soon spilling his seed into you.

“You can’t tell anyone.” Seokjin panted.

You nodded. “I won’t.”

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[eletricheart]

All's well when it ends up with you

(Mother Miranda x Reader)

*pic creds to owner, got it from pinterest

Word count: 1061

I thought of the song Margaret by Lana Del Rey feat Bleachers and then i just found out it's Valentine's Day somewhere in the world so yh

When you know, you know

ps: fluff🥰

ps2: song at the end

ps3: not proofread pls lmk any mistakes

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The first time you saw each other was at a Conference in Switzerland, you thought she was the smartest person in the room.

The second time was only a few months later during an University presentation in London, you went only to accompany your friend. She noticed.

The third time she went after you, she didn't know why she was so interested in you, maybe you’d make a good experiment. Therefore, she “ran” into you at your daily coffee run.

The scientist was quick to stop you on the street. “Hi, I’m sorry you’re just so familiar. Have we met?”

You stared at her wide eyed, recognizing her from the conferences. “Hi! I-yes. I saw you at the lecture in London. Though, I don't think we talked.”

She gave you a smile and nodded. “I’m Miranda.” The woman said, offering her hand.

You were quick to introduce yourself and shake her hand.

It started slow, Miranda would bump into you in the street until you knew each other enough to exchange numbers. If questioned she would say it was to make the experiment easier, that it was necessary to fully know you for research.

𓄿

For the first time in decades the scientist was nervous to talk to someone. You were sharing a glass of wine on your balcony, sitting in comfortable silence.

Miranda was playing with her rings, lost in thought of your possible reactions to her proposal.

You were quick to notice, turning your head to look at her and holding her hand to stop her fidgeting. You gave her a gentle smile. “What’s on your mind?”

She took a deep breath. “What do you think about moving to Romania with me?”

𓄿

You were sitting in your living room trying to process everything the now priestess explained to you regarding the village.

Miranda was in front of you, watching the gears turn in your head. She tried to reason with herself that if you rejected she could always force you to go, but it wouldn't be the same, you wouldn’t be the same.

The scientist was surprised when all you did was nod and say “wild”.

𓄿

Miranda realized she was in love with you a few days after arriving. She was watching you lazily set up your room, you’d stop everytime you found something interesting to either dress it or tell it’s entire story.

You were wearing a cowboy hat while telling the exact concert you bought it for.

You noticed her staring at you with a small smile. Momentarily stopping the story. “You okay?”

Miranda furrowed her brows and nodded. “Yeah, I’m great.”

𓄿

You noticed you were falling for the priestess way earlier than her. It was around the second time she hung out at your place, the woman insisted on cooking for you, so you sat on the counter watching her master your kitchen.

You would try to crack some jokes and she would look at you in disapproval.

You were laughing at your latest one while she stared in confusion. “Come on, you gotta admit this one was funny.”

The priestess slowly shook her head. “You’re insane.”

You smiled widely. “Clinically proven, baby, nothing new.”

She rolled her eyes with an almost unnoticeable smile.

But it was enough for you to notice so you spend the rest of the night trying to make her smile again.

𓄿

It was not only your first year at the Village but also Valentine’s day. The townsfolk had already decorated when you were walking by to buy some groceries. You weren't sure how Miranda felt about the day, but you couldn't resist buying a few flowers.

And that's how you ended up behind her at the lab holding a small vase with a red tulip. You gently touched her shoulder after hiding the flowers behind your back. “Heyy, the town seems very passionate about Valentine’s day. Did you know that?”

Miranda turned to look at you and tilted her head. “I don’t really…care…about what they do.”

You chuckled. “Well…I got you a flower, in a vase, because it’d feel like a murderer if it was in a bouquet.”

Your hands trembled slightly when presenting the tulip to Miranda.

She carefully took it from your hands and nodded, awkwardly looking at you.

You felt like your heart was about to explode with how fast it was beating. “So, I-um-I’m gonna go, bye.” You said before almost sprinting out of the room.

Miranda was confused, extremely confused. Maybe you got the wrong flowers, maybe you didn't mean “love” and it was all a silly mistake.

You couldn't love her, not after all she's done, after all you've seen. Why would you feel even the slightest affection for her.

The more she stared at the flower the more she’d want you to love like her. She regretted not saying anything, what if you thought she didn't care for you.

So she did what she does best, she researched all she could on Valentine’s day, it was mostly useless but knowledge nonetheless.

Once she deemed her findings worth it, she went after you with a stack of papers and the flower.

You were reading in your room when she got inside looking like a woman on a mission. You confusingly stared at her when she sat in front of you. You were about to speak when she cut you off.

“The flower means love and according to my research you’re supposed to gift flowers or chocolate to your partner on this date. Those are facts.” She looked at you for confirmation.

You nodded and started to nervously pick on your nails. “You-you don’t have to feel it back, really, we don't even need to talk about it.” You said, with an equally nervous laugh.

Miranda nodded with a serious face and got out of the room a few moments, later returning with a flower made of silverware.

She presented it to you. “It’s shiny and a flower.” The priestess took a deep breath before speaking again. “I don't like to admit when I don't know something. But I don't know how this works or why you like me. Although I am absolutely sure this isn't going to end well. So…think before you accept this.”

You smiled, quickly accepting her flower. “I’m willing to try for you.”

She laughed, shaking her head. “Good.”

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[sleepytwilight]

I got an angsty idea!

There are 6 sorcerers courting for Summoner but Summoner already set their eye on a certain someone. Write the boys reactions when we reject them.

Oh dear Summoner, why do you love breaking their hearts? If anything happens, you know it'll be your fault as usual... (lol I love talking like this xD)

𝔸𝕣𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕦𝕤

Since day one, Arcturus always like you already. You're the person he wanted to spend his eternity with but...

Oh dear Summoner, why did you reject him?

When you rejected Arcturus, he smiles and understand you don't feel the same.

He treats you the same as usual but if you noticed, everytime you see him, it looks like he cried every night.

He asked about the person you're courting on, if you answer him, he started to feel insecure. If you didn't, he'll feel worthless.

𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕒

Spica didn't realize he catch a feeling for you until the day you have to leave this world.

He confessed to you, yet you rejected him. If you're a brutally honest, you might as well point out Spica flaws and why you'll never be able to love him.

Ouch... That hurts much more than he thought.

He expected rejection, he prepared for it but it still hurts.

He didn't cry, he accept it that you and him could never be a thing.

ℙ𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕦𝕩

Maybe you did loved him, maybe he did loved you. Maybe if only you weren't a reincarnation of Polaris and Pollux didn't switch body, maybe you two can be much more.

The awkwardness itself, it was Pollux who confessed and he's the one who rejected himself.

You couldn't bring yourself to love him so why should he bother to keep loving you...?

Pollux cried much more like everyone expects him too.

𝔸𝕝𝕡𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕫

He was a wonderful experience but you're everything for him.

You had it all with him in your past life but why did you rejected him?

Did you only love Sirrah and not Alpheratz himself?

Alpheratz never feels so pathetic in his life.

He realized you only love Sirrah, the ideal of Sirrah and not him. He will never be Sirrah again, he gives up on who he was. Didn't you know, he lived as Sirrah for you? You are everything for him...

Alpheratz stopped talking to you, it hurts but he have no move on.

He fell in love with you without reason, why do you need a reason to love him?

𝕊𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕦𝕤

Ouch... Even in this life, you still don't belong to him. He failed again to make you, his beloved.

Maybe it's better this way, he didn't really want you to be his lover. You're Polaris, his family...

You're still Polaris, right? At least that's what he told himself to make himself feel better from rejection.

He did shape shifted into someone you like, he hates it so much. Why does it hurt his heart? He's not suppose to feel like this.

He was really pathetic in his past life, he's still pathetic as ever.

𝕍𝕖𝕘𝕒

You're joking right? Why would you rejected him? Do you hate him that much?

He spent his life waiting for you to come back, hoping to make up for his mistake.

You guys are together again, like how it used to be...

Until he was rejected and there's no more friendship left...

He stop talking to you, he stop showing up to meetings, you never see him again..

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[aphroditness]

Kokichi and F!y/n who's the ultimate beauty </3

When kokichi first saw you, he gasped. Like literally gasped. But who wouldn't? When you walked into the room, everyone stared at you. Kaede was at awe, Shuichi was a blushy mess. God even Maki was suprised. You were used to this type of attention, but didn't brag about it since you were a humble girl. Kokichi decided to be brave and introduce himself to you, trying really hard to not go insane while talking to you. He cracked up a really odd joke, and you laughed.

OH MY FREAKING GOD.

Your laugh and smile was the most beautiful thing he ever saw. He hid his face in his scarf because he was so close to breaking his act. Underneath, he turned red. REALLY RED. You soon got closer with him because he would always come to you and ask if you could help with his pranks. You slowly developed a crush on Kokichi because he always made you laugh and he even shared his panta. Just a little though, he loves his panta. A lot of the time Kokichi would never see you alone, so many people tried confessing to you and failed everytime. Literally every single confession, or love letter. You declined. Kokichi thought he didn't have a chance, you could've been better of with Rantaro he thought. You talked to Rantaro a lot, but that was partially because you would always get assigned seats with him. It took you some time to realize that Kokichi wasn't just teasing you for fun, or treating you differently just because you were his friend. He liked you. And he liked you A LOT. LIKE A BUNCH.

It's so freaking obvious that he likes you even Monokuma knows.

Kokichi tried to do everything he could for you to get the hint, you weren't oblivious, its just that everytime he would try to flirt, it would end up with him getting flustered instead.

Last time you flirted back he started squealing, blushing and fangirling. Of course you didn't know though.

"Aww Y/n-chan your face looks so adorable whenever I tease you!"

"Kokichi, have I ever told you that your cute whenever you smile like that?"

... Mf was speechless

"I- uhm, I-i-im sorry AHAHA- I HAVE SOMETHING TO DO." And then continues to run away with his thoughts swirling around his head and his heart pounding like crazy.

When he confessed to you, it was really quick and he avoided you for a few days afterwards. When he told you he loved you, he was on the verge of tears because he thought you would reject him right on the spot like you did to everyone else.

But once you found him insulting Miu, like always. You took the opportunity to sneak behind him, grab his arm and take him somewhere private where you two could talk alone.

"Kokichi, please, I NEED to talk to you, you've been avoiding me for days and I really want to tell you something."

"No. I-it's fine Y/n-chan. We can stay as frie-"

Before he could finish his stupid response, you tugged on his scarf, brought him closer to you and kissed him right on the spot. When you pulled away, he was feeling multiple emotions at once. Hearing the words "I love you too" come out of your mouth was like music to his ears, and it felt like a dream.

You two started dating after a week of awkward eye contact and blushing everytime you two saw each other. Kaede was the one who made you two share your feelings and decide to get together.

Kokichi was the best boyfriend ever! He spoiled you like crazy! Chocolate, stuffed animals, Tons of cuddling and movie nights. He is literally such a good lover i'm simping so hard right now. You have his whole heart. And you feel the exact same way!

thank you for reading </3 Lysm :)

#danganronpa #kokichi x reader #kokichi ouma #danganronpa x reader #drv3 kokichi #female reader

[princessbrunette]

reader falling in love with jj after he fights someone for her because shes used to men being so rough with her so when jj come up to her and cups her cheek telling her it'll all be okay reader is GONER

(i'm projecting can you tell)

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meeting jj at a party at the boneyard and kinda just hanging around him — he’s cool, funny, makes you feel welcome into any conversation. what’s not to like? it’s no surprise that over the course of the evening you develop a little crush on him.

at parties, people get drunk and unruly — you’re no stranger to it and it certainly doesn’t shock you, but certain guys take it too far, and it makes you uncomfortable. some kook joined your circle where you all stood together, and it was clear from the get go that he was pretty drunk. jj sends you a secret look, snickering at the guy when he starts to act obnoxiously and you feel a little special that he was singling you out to joke with. you giggle to yourself, but soon enough the kook is stepping up into your space. asking you all kinds of questions about yourself. saying he ‘want to get to know you.’

it was funny for maybe the first three seconds, but then it got weird. out the corner of your eye, as this kook cuts across the circle to talk pretty much in your face — jj’s amused smile fades off his face.

“alright man.” he slaps a hand down on the guys shoulder, and he aggressively shrugs the blondes hand off him, continue to slur nonsense at you.

everytime you take a polite step back, he steps forward. jj’s jaw ticks at the way he shrugged his hand off, and he steps up again. “hey kook, you wanna back off the lady a little? damn.” there’s still a lighthearted chuckle at the end, clearly trying to diffuse his own irritation. this time, the kook turns around with an enraged glare.

“you tryna fuckin’ cockblock me or something?”

jj takes the moment to slide infront of you, creating space between you and the creep, walking him a few steps backward.

“trust me bro, i’m not blockin’ shit. she’s not interested.”

“why don’t you let her speak for herself, huh? hey, you gonna let me get to know you?” he hollers around jj at you. feeling a little braver with your wall of protection, you respond.

“no thank you, i’m good.”

“y’hear that—”

“fucking bitch—”

jj loses his patience fast, shoving the guy back hard by the shoulders sending him stumbling. the guy puts up a fight, and next thing you know there’s a circle of people watching jj beat his ass on the sand. you’re dazed, everything happening too quickly to comprehend, especially with the alcohol buzzing in your system. you found yourself slightly teary eyed, nail between your teeth.

you seem to come back to yourself when jj is infront of you once more, this time with a split lip and bruised knuckles.

“hey, you good? m’sorry i— yeah that was kinda— lost my temper just a lil.” hes still a little breathless, leading you away from the loud party.

“he called me a —”

“yeah, i know. dude i fuckin’ hate guys like him. can’t take rejection like… what a pussy.” he runs his hands through his floppy hair before turning to look at you. “you’re okay though, right? he didn’t touch you? ‘cus i swear i’ll go to jail over that shit.”

“no, he didn’t…” you blink up at him, still a little dazed. “thanks for defending me.”

it’s then he gets all modest and bashful, waving you off with a shrug. “that? nah i uh— it’s nothin’.”

he was going to have to do a lot more than shrug you off to stop you for falling for him.

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#anon #jj maybank prompt