#babygirl i want to put u into so many situations

[pathetic-sapphic]

Could u do Arcane Milfs with a fem S/O who has an anxiety problem? I love your writing, ya are one of my fav writers 🫶💗💗

Arcane milfs with an Anxious S/O

It hurts SEVIKA's heart to see you so distraught and anxious half the time, but words have never been her specialty. Instead, she shows her concern and support through physical touch, holding your hand in hers, setting you on her lap, or winding a firm arm around your waist. She wants to keep you grounded and calm, always letting you burrow into her side whenever you're feeling uncomfortable or unsafe. Sevika just wants you to feel protected and taken care of and she's willing to do anything to guarantee that. Even if that means that she has to talk you out of a panicked state with kind words and reassurance. Nothing is an issue to her if it means giving you comfort and happiness.

''Come here, babygirl. Sit on my lap and tell me what's going on, hm? It's okay, I'm not mad, I'm just... worried. I know something is bothering you and it hurts not knowing how to help you. I'll do anything, baby, I just want to make you feel better, understand? Good, now tell me what's going on in that pretty little head, I'll listen to you as long as you need me to. Here, take my hand, it'll make it easier to get it all off your chest. Take a deep breath and tell me, okay? I've got you now.''

GRAYSON notices the way you've seemed off all day and, although she considers letting you come to her when you're ready, she hates seeing you hurting so she confronts you as soon as she has the chance. She is very understanding and patient, slowly easing you into the conversation and tentatively listening as you confide in her about your issues and your anxiety. Holds your hand in her lap and presses a kiss to your brow each time she notices your breath picking up. Helps you remain calm and at ease because she knows how stressful of a topic this can be for someone to talk about. Overall a very supportive and caring partner who makes you feel heard and has no issue helping you out with your anxiety.

''Talk to me, my darling, I can tell that something is bothering you. If someone hurt you or made you feel uncomfortable, please tell me. Or is it something else? Something else then, well, come here and do your best to explain. No rush, we have all the time in the world, my dear. I see, I'm sorry you've been dealing with that for so long but I promise you that that will no longer be the case. I will always be here to help and support you, so please come to me the next time you feel this way. I'll always comfort you, no matter what.''

CASSANDRA doesn't immediately concern herself with your behavior, figuring that you may just be having a bad day or that you will come to her on your own terms. It's only when she can't find you at a gala and discovers you crying in one of the fancy bathrooms that she realizes she should have helped you sooner. You were feeling overwhelmed with so many people and the expectations they held for you as someone who is dating a Councilor. Cassandra explained that you needn't worry about what others think of you and lightly scolds you for not confiding in her sooner. She's not mad at you, heavens no, she is mad at herself. For not noticing how much you've been hurting and the stress you've been put under because of people who do not know how to mind their business. She swears to protect you from such stressful situations from now on and ushers you home so she can pamper and spoil you until there are no worries left in your mind.

''Oh, there you are- Darling? What happened? Why are you crying, love? They said what? Well, I hope you are aware that you aren't here to prove yourself to such pompous idiots, our relationship is nobody's business but our own. I promise you, my love, it doesn't matter what they think, I never want to see you this upset about other people's opinions ever again. If someone were to try and bother you, notify me immediately, understood? Good, now let's go home, and let me take care of you for once. That's my girl, let us be on our way.''

When it comes to other people, AMBESSA may view feelings of nervousness and anxiousness as a sign of weakness, but that is not the case with you. She sees you as her sweet girl who she always wants to feel safe and taken care of. She doesn't want anyone to ever even try and hurt you in order to get to her so she makes sure you are well supervised and protected wherever you go. She is possessive (and worried) like that. That is, if she even lets you leave her side. Her position includes attending many long and boring meetings but they're not so bad if she has you in her lap. Ambessa is aware of how you may feel overwhelmed with the luxury and attention sometimes, so she always makes sure you know that you deserve this and that you deserve to be next to her.

''There you are, my darling. Come here and keep me company, will you? These negotiations can be so taxing to listen to, I need you close lest I'll storm out of here from pure boredom. That's a good girl, right in my arms, where you belong. Hm? So what if they stare? They should feel lucky to have the privilege of even breathing the same air as you, let alone looking at you. You, my dear, are worth more than all of these people here combined. Never let them bring you down, know that you are so much more intelligent and admirable than they can ever hope to be. I'll remind you of your worth whenever you need me to, just say the word, beloved.''

a/n: oof this one has been requested quite a bit, so i hope yall will like it <3

#arcane #arcane x reader #arcane headcanons #requests are open #arcane sevika #sevika x reader #grayson x reader #ambessa x reader #arcane grayson x reader #cassandra kiramman x reader #ambessa medarda x reader

[henneseyhoe]

COUNTRY LOVIN’

Trevante Rhodes x BLACK!FEM!PLUSSIZE!reader

WARNINGS:nsfw, mentions of spirituality, mentions of death, childhood trauma, smut, slow burn(ish), friends to lovers.

SUMMARY: A sweet country story that will have your teeth aching! Follow Sorie on her journey through womanhood and attempting to break free from the child her father still sees her as. Will the love she has for her childhood friend prevail with a crazy dad around?

Ps. Starting out slow (for now🤭)

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The sun beamed down on the big yard of grass, the temperature rising to a heated 87. Since it was the Deep South, a heatwave was bound to happen that month with how the weather was this week, and the towns people could sense it. Though it was hot and the temperature was going up by the days, it didn’t stop anyone from getting a days work done.

from farmers farming, to craftsmen crafting, my father and the rest of the small community we had included in that group of people still continued to work through the week till we got a break on the weekend.

I walked outside with a wooden tray, six glasses of fresh lemonade and iced teas set right on top of the oak, ready to be downed by the group of working men I approached. They were building a small stage for the children in the town, the enthusiastic kids giving them a suggestion to put on a play for Juneteenth the week before, so they got right on it to make it happen.

The wind blew against my resisting picked out afro, my straw hat almost flying off before the wind calmed back down. “Y’all boys thirsty?” I asked, the men turning to me with smiles while setting down their many tools, the conversation they were having before immediately coming to a stop.

“You right on time, babygirl!” My father smiled widely, a single golden canine gleaming at me. I smiled back and set down the tray of drinks on the halfway built stage, letting the men help themselves to the drinks.

My father took his own drink and kissed me on my cheek before taking a sip of the sweetened drink of his choice. I wiped his kiss off and made a face expressing annoyance, the men around me finding humor in the treatment. “don’t nobody want your sweaty kisses, daddy” I complained and he chuckled, finishing his drink. “You’ll be alright, I’ll be sure to give you a clean one right on that big forehead when I wash up for dinner” I shook my head.

He was always an affectionate man, wether it was in public or at home. The man still tries to hold my hand when we cross the street, and I always have to remind him that I’m a grown *ass* woman, which he still seems to dismiss like he doesn’t hear me.

I found it cute sometimes. One day I hoped to have a man who was just as affectionate as he use to be with my mother, and I already had an eye on who I wanted that man to be. Quickly reaching at the tray, I picked up a sweet tea and handed it to the same man in mind; Trevante. He was already reaching for the glass first, but I had to make sure I handed it to him directly, just to have that small interaction I hated to admit that I craved. He chuckled at my gesture and grabbed the glass from me.

He nodded to me as a “Thanks”, his hand softly grazing mine. Shivers went up my spine. That man could make me melt before the sun, and that was a fact. It seemed like everyone but my father could tell I was sweet on him, cause if he did I would have never had the chance to be around him like this, especially this close. You could tell Trevante was always cautious with his body language when we were around, afraid that my father would pick up on anything. It had been like that since we were teenagers.

It wasn’t like we were doing anything anyway. just a few late night conversations on the phone here and there, a few ‘accidental’ meet ups, the flirting, and two other situations that would probably send my father into cardiac arrest, but it never went farther than that. I hated that honestly.

Our relationship dynamic always felt like a constant tug of war, neither of us trying to go over that line. My reason being the fear of upsetting someone I rarely upset, and his being not wanting to break a clear boundary set in stone, but not spoken of. He knew I liked him, definitely, and I knew he liked me. I think.

If my father even found out we were talking on the phone, let alone late at night, he’d go off and then proceed to curse his bestfriend for raising such a “sly fox” of a son, thinking he had corrupted me into thinking what we were “doing” was okay.

He was a traditional man and he was that dramatic about me dating. What made it worse is that he never expected the potential date to be someone he saw as a long lost son, and thought I saw him as some kind of sibling, which never was the case. All that pretend best buddies bullshit ended when he decided he wanted to kiss me in a shed after church a year ago. That was as far as we ever went, but obviously there wasn’t much learned from the holy book.

“you made this yourself?” He asked with a hum, setting the halfway empty glass back onto the tray. I nodded with a genuine smile, holding my sun hat down on my head as the wind blew. I couldn’t even help but watch how his tongue ran across his lips, licking up any droplets of the sweet drink.

It was only for a few seconds, but I made to to quickly snap myself out of it to answer him. “That’s all me. I made sure I didn’t make it too sweet for you” he smiles and takes my hand into his, my heart skipping a little beat. “Thank you, beautiful” he complimented, holding my hand. For a second it seemed like the world stopped as I watched him caress the top of my hand, but it was really just the effect of the sounds of working slowing down again, almost everyone peeping our exchange.

Trevante glared back at the nosy crowd and let my hand go, tucking his own in his pocket.

I cleared my throat and looked away, fluffing out the bottom of my afro as Trevante looked away into the distant field. “…Anyway! I should be heading back to the house, check on the greens I put on” I lied, knowing damn well we weren’t having greens tonight. Turning away to quickly dismiss myself, my dad called out to me “Before you go! I need you to go get my other tools from the shed in the back to finish up this flooring” he said, pointing towards the back of the house. I huffed silently and turned to him, my hands sassily sitting on my hips.

“I look like some big man to you? I can’t carry whatever it is that you need!” I complained, the men laughing. My father shook his head and pointed to Tre, snapping his fingers to get his attention as all of it was currently on the shape of my hips. He pretended to look around in a toolbox sitting near the end of the stage to cover his tracks before turning to my father. “Yes, Sir?”.

“Son, be a good man and help my suddenly weak daughter carry those tools?” The man asked. I was too busy trying to control the thumping of my heart beating against my rib cage that I almost barely heard my fathers request. “Yes, Sir. I’ll get right to it” he spoke with respect, putting aside the toolbox he was pretending to plunder in, and walking with me towards the back of the house.

“Ya’ daddy losing his sight or sumn?” He looks at me, smirking a bit. I raise a brow. “boy, what?” I asked, genuinely wondering where that question could come from. “He don’t seem to see the way you be lookin’ at me. He must be losin’ it” he joked, and I playfully pushed him. “Shut up, you had me worried for a second!” we both laughed, approaching the red painted shed.

“He still runnin’ every nigga that like you outta town?”

I shook my head, sighing. “You know he crazy. He’d run a nigga off earth if that meant I’d be untouched” Trevante kissed his teeth and opened the sheds doors, walking in. I reached for the lights string and pulled it, turning the light on. “You think he’d do that to me?” He asked, beginning to look around for the specific tools my dad asked for.

I smile, butterflies filling my stomach. “Why you ask?” He looks at me for a spilt second, smiling. “Just wanna know” he responds. Nodding, I stand back, allowing him to look for the asked for tools.

“Nah, he’d probably throw up a few times at the thought of us doing anything together, then lock you in the basement though” I joked, both of us laughing again.

“You gonna bring me down dinner every night if he catches me?” I roll my eyes, pulling myself up onto a table to sit. “oh, honey… You have very high hopes for me like I’m not gon be locked in this damn shed” he shakes his head.

It was already a surprise that my father sent us back here together and alone at that, but that just meant he was getting too comfortable with the thought of us being strictly platonic. It scared me a little. How would he really react if our friendship, *if you could even call it that*, grew into something a little more? Yes, we joked about it together, but the thought of it genuinely made me anxious, my stomach turning.

If there was one thing my father could do, it was drag a situation out so bad until there was nothing left to say and his opponent had no choice but to let him win, which I did often. I barely rebelled against anything he said, actually.

“Aye! You gon’ sit over there lookin’ stuck the whole time or help me look for these damn tools?” Trevante asks while snapping his fingers in front of me. He must’ve been there for a few seconds.

“Boy,- “ I slap his hand away.

“you the big strong man, use your big strong brain to find it” I sass, the man squinting at me. “What a doll you are” he says, sarcasm plaguing his tone, making me giggle.

About a minute later, he pulls a big blue tool box from underneath a tarp. the box was locked up, most likely to stop anyone or anything stealing my fathers “good tools”, as he would say.

“Look at that, you aren’t just muscle after all!” I laugh and hoped down from the table, brushing my dress off to rid it of any dust from the wooden table. He mimics my laugh and starts looking around for the keys to the box.

“You know where he keeps the keys?” He huffs, lifting the heavy box on his shoulder and turning to me. I shrug, genuinely not knowing where that old man placed anything. “I dunno. Maybe hanging up somewhere” I suggest, not really caring too much to look around for that either.

He hums while looking around striding closer to me. “Maybe get up and help me look?” My lips formed a straight line, my expression becoming blank. My hands began fiddling with the lace on the bottom of my dress, my nerves getting worse the closer he got. “No?” He asks, his face now close to mine. I refused to turn away and give him the satisfaction of making me visually nervous, so I stayed still. Letting him get closer.

He paused for a moment, our noses almost touching. It was radio silence for a split second, only the cicadas and distant laughter being heard until I spoke.

“No…”

The response was more timid than I wanted it to sound, but with how my thighs were clenching together as I felt his breath on my lips, the intensifying second heart beat that had appeared just a few seconds ago, I doubt that I would have been able to say it confidently anyhow.

I felt bold enough to close the gap, but he had already pulled away, leaving me awkwardly leaning forward on my tippy toes into nothing. with keys in his hand, he held them up to my face, dangling them. “look at that, they were hanging up. Behind you actually” he smiles, his pearly whites that were decorated with golden slugs making an appearance.

“They were..” was all I could say as he walks out of the shed, me following closely behind him with a stupid look on my face.

“Damn! Y’all must’ve been chasing y’all tails back there!” My dad yells, referencing how long we had been gone, occupied with the task given. “They was back there chasing something alright” one of the men interrupted, making the group erupt into laughter. “Catch it, buck” another said, using my fathers nickname while referring to him not catching onto the joke, which wouldn’t have been a joke to him if he had caught on.

“I apologize, but I can’t say your daughter was much help looking” Trevante says, bumping my shoulder and setting down the box. I scoff, setting my hands on my back. “I helped! I told you where it usually was, and you found it!”

“Five minutes after we walked in! Then you just sat there the whole time”

“you must’ve bumped your head if you think imma get my hands dirty to find some old tools and risk staining my dress with rust. I just finished sewing this!” It seemed like everyone either found humor or slight annoyance in how I refused to mess up my nails and clothes, regardless of being surrounded by nothing but nature.

Usually I didn’t have a problem with getting dirty, but I didn’t put on this dress right after I finished it for no reason. I wanted to look pretty. Not like I had been working all day. Even if I had gotten one little stain on it, if it was something I couldn’t get out, I probably would have cried. I was very serious about my crafts.

Going back and forth for a few more minutes, I had realized I passed more than enough time by as I faced the sun, watching it prepare to set. It was now time to go back in and prepare dinner.

#black fanfic writer #black fanfiction #black!reader #masterlist #black actors #black reader #black!fem!reader #black!oc #smut masterlist #henneseyhoe #country lovin’ #trevante rhodes x reader #trevante rhodes #trevante rhodes smut

[ddarker-dreams]

hello hello 😭 welcome to another episode of Scuffed Designs, BUT LOCK after reading nexus chap 4, I just HAD TO GET MY HANDS WORKING. I used your design as a reference, hope I did your idea of it justice 🫡 (I honestly had no idea what I was doing fr)

Also, I want to leave a few of my thoughts 😭 imo, if everything implied is true, then this gotta be the most cruel yandere you've written thus far??? (Chrollo + Pre-Wanderer Scara Live Reaction.)

I mean 😭 the sheer level of sadism (even tho Blade thinks absolutely nothing of the murder) to know you assassinated the moma of the person who is tapping you 😭😭 knowing they have no clue and it caused them everything from grief and trauma to difficult situations and problems and fhskhskkd I thought kafka was a nice girl too??? like??? 😭

But it's okay - you stellaron hunters can play with ndarling all you like 🫡 we already know she is based and way more cooler than u

And lastly, I love Lear. I am his #1 fan. Look, if Ndarling doesn't want him... I am always available for him... please call me, Lear. You are my one and only babygirl...!

Back to the design - I'm not completely sure what kind of culture Eris has. If it's sci-fi Las Vegas, then I don't think this design fits that well 😅 but tomorrow is another day 🙌

PLEAAAAAAAAAAAAASE YOU'RE SPOILING ME ????????????????? you've shared so much beautiful art, i've never felt so blessed ...

there is nothing scuffed about this ooomg i'm absolutely in love with this design!!! the pink lotus hair accessories and earrings, pretty flowy cape ,, gold accents and her mother's four moon phase broach!!!!!!!!!! AAAAA !!!!!!!!!!!!!! i absolute love the soft pinks and lilacs of the flowy cape 🥺 it's so regal and majestic!!! then the long mermaid skirt with a gradient resembling a galaxy/night sky,, the longer i look, the more i find to admire!!! the white ring in her eyes 😌 so many of miss phaeales' trademarks <333

you actually guessed her path and type correctly GJKlJSKD

while i was drafting out the story, i actually thought to same thing myself... i looked down at my hands at one point and went huh. i'm really about to put this MC through the wringer. both kafka and blade deserve the 'LOTUS-EATER home wrecker' moniker tbh.

lear really is the sweetest boy 🥺 i intended him to be a foil to blade, who prioritizes his selfish needs above n darling's wellbeing. lear almost ventured down a similar path but chose to prioritize her above all else... they deserve to play connect four together, unbothered by stellaron hunters. 😭

as for eris' culture, it has greek elements mixed along with a the sci-fi las vegas atmosphere. especially thelx, the quadrant n darling is from. i envisioned the district the LOTUS-EATER is in to be somewhat visually similar to the las vegas strip at night. as for their clothes, there are variants of chitons, peplos', himations, strophions, shawls, and sashes to name a few... in recent decades, however, styles popular in other cultures have grown prevalent.

so everything about this design is absolutely perfect!! 🥺

#long flowy clothes have been In for a while now #(nona isn't a fan of that style though) #nexus #fanart #answered #koiknee

[yotsubaclover]

explaining my blorbo associations pt2: jules who i do not draw often im so sorry u look like that babygirl

song: i actually... have never made a jules playlist LMAO my jules brainrot is so academic i could spit theories for him but not songs. so i had to dive into my spotify likes and find something. goldilocks spot is actually from a very old jolyne playlist i made but i think it also fits jules. to me it's a song about being painfully aware of how... average? not-outstanding? just there? you are and the angst that comes with it, the bitterness towards other people (in jules' case, for not seeing him as who he knows himself to be—a noble). but there's also a stubborness and pride that keeps you from fully confronting those feelings/that dilemma and finding peace within it, which is fitting for the persistent turbulence within jules... a lot of this is my (quite liberal?) interpretation tho so yeah

color & object: purple is the color of royalty and lavender is pretty and calming and healing. quite the nice set of descriptions for someone like jules :)

animal: i dont kin assign animals often so this was hard. but i chose raven as a parallel to doves... because jules' dove of happiness was/is rosemarine, and because jules is almost like rose's shadow in many ways... also ravens are kinda bad omens i feel like for all the gentleness jules shows he is also obviously capable and willing to do terrible things, he's selfish and prideful and even a little greedy... and lol i think the negativity also fits some of his self-image

drink: tea! of course! what else would i put

aesthetic: i think classic dark academia with all its elite-ness and occult-ness and general fucked up-ness would be a very average jules genre. smack him in a dark academia plot a la secret history and he's right at home lol. even his fallen noble status makes for an interesting pov in a dark academia story. the genre's potential for class analysis and commentary too is jules de ferrier

other: i think it was a fic which was about jules and perfume which made me think about this association... lavender was the scent too so that is another explanation to the above lol. as for the shadows again it's cos of his duo thing with rosemarine but also everything he does is kind of... in the shadows... he has engaged in shady shit (gang moment???) and is often lurking/observing situations (as the right hand man yk) and also just him looking out for the people he cares about even if in incredibly convoluted ways (see: rosemarine and jules' deal with the thugs who wanted to beat him up when they first arrived at lacombrade). he does the dirty work in the dark or smth like that. tbh there are a lot of oppositions with rosejules, the light/shadow thing is pretty on the nose i think but my favorite is probably the feminine/masculine. (disclaimer thisis an idea spitball Only so pls do not sue me for incorrect use of terminology; im sorry feminist theory i promise ill read more of you BUT a lot of the ideas kind of branch out of 2nd wave ideas/concepts i believe)

because publicly rose seems to take the patriarchal role as the superintendent (ie. being the disciplinarian, having power, being the symbol of the institution) while jules assumes a more matriarchal role as advisor, someone more approachable and "kinder" than the patriarch... then it all gets skewed because of auguste's presence, so they actually switch with rose being "feminized" and jules being "masculinized" but anyway LOL i have many thoughts on this specific kind of. feminist/queer inspired reading of rosejules

i hate his ass so much cos it's so fucking hard to break his character down in a comprehensible way. the thesis topic thing is only partly a joke. i genuinely think with the depths i am going to look at this i can find something in him or maybe im just delusional lmao i probably am

#raccoon brainrot emporium #kazeki #kaze to ki no uta #jules de ferrier

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

❛ I NEED YOU MORE ❜

with Nestor Oceteva, and teen!reader as his daughter.

Request: Hello! A Imagine about Nestor's daughter? A teen girl who hate Miguel,maybe cause she ils scared by him ? And that's cause some problem between Nestor and his daughter. And she thinks he gonna kick her ass out of the home like with her mom or in intership (not sure of the english word... I mean school where u sleep here during week) . Maybe with Mayans apparition ? 🙈 Ending fluff ? ❤❤🙏

BY ANON

Word count: about 4.1k and I'm not even sorry.

Warnings: angst af, minors consuming alcohol and stealing a car, slightslightslight mention of violence (this sounds too bad just to warn you of a slap) and I don't know what more. Actually, I don't even know if these are warnings, or need to be warned. I'm a clown.

Aurora says: this writing hasn't been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I'm sorry about that!

Gif credits: @angels-reyes

Masterlist.

“Dad, you promised me”. 

Nestor sighs closing his eyes for a second, before turning around to face you, wearing the holsters over the black shirt. He doesn't know what to say, seeing the letdown gesture on your face.

“Dad…”

“I know what I said, (Y/N)”. He just says, checking the guns and the loaders before keeping them on both sides of his body. “But Mikey needs me”.

“I need you too”. You reply cross-armed with a broken thread of voice.

Turning on your feet, you leave the room being followed by the mexican, who is trying to find the most adequate words to say. But he knows that you are right, closing the door onto his nose. Falling down on your bed, you can't help but finally break in crying. Your father can hear you and that really breaks his heart, but he has to leave much to his regret. Miguel said some days ago that he would be free this weekend and you were ready to travel to Los Angeles tomorrow morning. As always, that wasn't something to happen. It's the third time you've delayed the trip, being alone for the rest of the week, because surprisingly Nestor has to work. And you understand his job and what he does, but sometimes Miguel looks like he's jealous. Of you, of your relationship, of whatever. Maybe he is his best friend, his brother, but his boss first. So your father has to obey his orders.

When you're sure he's gone, you step out of your dorm, going downstairs and cleaning the tears on your shirt. Maybe you're on time to call some friend and have a beer in that bar that doesn't care about your age because ‘you are Nestor Oceteva's daughter’. It should be the other way around, but who are you to question those kinds of decisions. Typing by heart your best friend's number, you place the phone on your ear, opening the fridge to find something to eat.

“Hey, babygirl”.

“Hey, corazón. Where are you?”

“Home, watching a documentary”.

“What 'bout?” You ask, grabbing yesterday's thai leftlover, before closing the fridge.

“Charles Manson. That… fucking guy was fucking crazy”.

“Yeah, I've seen something about him”.

Taking a fork from the main drawer, you jump over the counter to sit on, putting the speaker on your phone to leave it by a side of your legs.

“So, what's up? Are you exc—”.

“My father canceled it again”. You interrupt her, eating a bunch of noodles. “Do you… want to hang… out? I think he left the car here”.

“Are you gonna drive your father's car? Without license?”

“Do you want to hang out or not?”.

“Yeah, yeah. Give me… dunno, twenty minutes?”

“Thirty, I'm having somekind of dinner”. You reply, looking at the box between your hands with an incredulous gesture.

“Okay, amor, see you here”.

Hanging up the call, you hurried up to finish the box and get ready for a girls night. It's not the first time that you do it and of course it's not going to be the last. But even if you try to convince yourself that you're not trying to call Nestor's attention, you know you are doing it. And you know it at the exact moment you find the keys of the black SUV. Miguel's car. The one he drives when he has to work. Probably, one of the other security men picked him up. You don't care. You're going to take this car, and not the personal one. Having one last look on the mirror, turning over the sneakers and putting well on the black skirt and the transparent crop top, you leave the house straight to the garage. Clicking the control remote to lift up the door, you lead your steps towards the big Range Rover.

Once that the engine is on, you speed up to see your house getting smaller through the rear-view, enjoying how easy it's to drive an automatic car without caring about the gears. And of course, Lara starts to freak out when you appear in her neighborhood with such a monster of four wheels.

“Girl, are you kidding me?” She screams as soon as she sits by your side. “Shit… Nestor is gonna kill you…”

“Nope, if he doesn't find out. We're just gonna have some beers, what can go wrong, ah?” 

“This car is… fucking amazing”. 

“He put me puppy eyes to drive him”. You joke with her, before continuing to your destiny.

Of course, it's not your fault. And if it is, you hush it by turning up the volume of the music, before you get out of control driving out of Santo Padre. Reaching the pub some minutes later, you're ready to enjoy the night. Shots of tequila sliding over the wet wooden bar, cheering with your friend and drinking them in one gulp, mixing it with the toasted beers. One after another. Your body dances following the rhythm of the rock music playing on, singing the lyrics as if you were in a concert and having some fun with your best friend. Lara and you have known each other forever, and sixteen years together have given for many situations. Some better than others, but always by your side whenever you have needed her, mostly when you have needed your father. You could give your life for her, and she could give her life for you.

But that good time ends up when your phone rings in your hand, showing the name of your father on it. Rolling your eyes, you decline the call, placing an arm on Lara's shoulders.

“What if we ha—have a bottle of tequila and we le—leave? I know a place…” Making the same gesture that the chefs proffer in some kind of kiss when a dish is really delicious, she nods energetically, ignoring the new incoming call.

At least this time, you have some care driving the heavy SUV, taking your time because of your blurred gaze. It's not the first time you drive drunk, but this car is different from your father's and he needs it to work. And maybe you're starting to think that it wasn't a good idea, but by the other hand, he earned it. It's supposed that you should be sleeping and resting for your father and daughter's travel, but he preferred to cancel it to spend some more time with Miguel. That's why he didn't take the Range Rover. Probably his best friend had another discussion with his wife. The crazy bitch who appeared from nowhere and tried to be your friend just because you were Nestor's family. You're not sure who you hate the most, if Miguel, or if Emily.

And you are so absorbed thinking about it that you don't see the stop signal, passing it away and colliding with another car. A cops one. Raising your head from the airbag, as Lara does cursing and complaining in spanish, you find out how fucked you are right now. Luckily, you just hit a side of the trunk, but when you see them stepping out of the patrol holding his guns and pointing at the SUV, you know that you're going to be much more fucked when they call your father.

“Get out of the car and put the hands on your heads!”

Of course, you two obey while one of the cops asks for another patrol and some help by the walkie. As soon as they recognize you, they put the guns down with a heavy snort. If you hadn't rammed them, they would let you go. But they need to explain why their car is a little destroyed. 

“Are you hurt?” Dylan looks at both, after giving the advertisement. Lara nods head in silence, so you do.

“Turn around, (Y/N), I have to arrest you”. Frankie says grabbing the handcuffs from his belt after keeping his weapon.

“Please, don't arrest her too, it was my fault”. You beg them, raising both wrists towards him. “Please… It was my fault”.

“Can you hire an uber?” The oldest turns at your friend, who nods again. “Do it”.

“(Y/N), I'm stayi—”.

“No, Lara! You're leaving. I will call you tomorrow, I promise”.

If you were drunk at some point of the night, you're not anymore sitting in the interrogation room, wearing a jacket that Frankie gave you of the police division and a cup of hot coffee between your hands, supported over the table. You're not sure how many time have passed since you came, but when a uniformed man opens the door you know by the gesture on his face that it's time to go home. From the other end of the police station, you can hear your father shouting like never before. Full of rage and really furious. Miguel doesn't look much happy when you reach them, assuming that he paid for the penalty fee of driving without license and drunk, for the patrol and the bond to let you go. You heavy gulp bowing the head to your feet, licking your lips about to cry. No, you're not trying to pity them, you're shaking because you have never been more scared in your entire life.

“What the fuck were you thinking, ah?” Your father leans forward facing you, with an angry whisper.

“Hermano, aquí no”. (Brother, not here). Miguel mutters, placing a hand on his forearm, hoping that he calms down. But he doesn't.

“I'm talking to my daughter”. He turns for a second, before giving you back all his attention. “Mírame, chamaca”. (Look at me, girl).

“Dad, I'm s—”.

“Don't you fucking dare to say that you're sorry, 'cause we both know you're not”. He urges you to look at him, grabbing your chin with more strength that you can deal with, pointing you with a ringed forefinger. “You took my fucking car. You drove drunk. And you ran over a fucking cops car. Are you fucking stupid?”

“Nestor…” Miguel calls him again, but he doesn't reply to his brother back.

“Do you thought just for a fucking second how I felt when they called me, to tell me that my daughter had a fucking car accident and that she tripled the allowed alcohol rate?”.

“That's all you cared about?” You speak then, slapping his hand away from your face, shrugging your shoulders. “The car? The shame of… being living this situation?”

“Ah, ah. I'm not falling into your fucking game of emotional blackmail, chamaca. Not this fucking time”.

“This wouldn't have happened, if you had been at home. Sleeping. Getting ready for our trip. But… your work is always more important than spending some time with me!”

“That's not t—”.

“Oh, for god's sake! Just for once, Miguel, can you please shut the fuck up? If you paid for me, good! Thank you! I'll give it to you back, but don't fucking call me liar!”

“Watch your fucking mouth!” Your father yells at you, grabbing your left forearm and shaking it with a strong pull. “You're gonna be grounded until you're eighteen, ¿me oíste?”

“Jeez… Of course... I gave you the perfect excuse to keep hanging with your ‘best friend’ forgetting that you have a daughter… You're the worst fath—”.

You can't finish the sentence, when the back of his hand crosses your face to the other side, feeling a slight stinging stab running through your lower lip, before tasting the metallic flavor of blood. 

“Brother, don't”. Too late to stop him, Miguel. “Don't do that again”.

You're shocked with your gaze on the floor and a hand on your cheek, trying to figure out what just happened frowning slowly. 

“I hate you…” You say in a low thread of voice, with some tears falling down from your eyes.

Three words that you didn't think you could say, but here they are, pressing the sleeve cuff against your lip to contain the red liquid starting to walk right to the exit with the clear intention of getting away from him.

“No, no, no, hermano. Déjala”. (Brother, leave her). Miguel stops him again, grabbing his arm again when you begin to run, pushing the street door to go downstairs. 

Your cry gets somewhat louder, standing in front of your father's mate for a second and looking at they're disappointed gesture, before continuing your steps to the right side of the street not knowing where you want to go. You just need to walk, even if it's cold outside and the jacket it's not enough to keep you warm. Turning the corner you hear the cars engines coming closer, but although you think they're going to stop to pick you up, they don't. Nestor is driving the first one and he doesn't look at you passing you away. The pain increases, oppressing your chest and concentrating in your throat. Now you're starting to regret what you did, but it wasn't a reason to treat you like he did, hitting you. Slapping you in front of everybody. And it's worse the fact that he hit you for the first time, than the fact of who was looking at you. 

The next time you raise up your eyes from your shoes, you find yourself in Marcus neighborhood, guessing that your brain was working for you this time. Knowing that it's your only option. Knowing that he's not going to judge you, but try to understand you and give you the best advice. Ringing the doorbell when you reach his house, you stand on the porch with both arms crossed around your chest, rubbing one leg against the other trying to find some warmth on every move until he welcomes you.

“Te andaba esperando, mija”. (I was waiting for you, girl). He says with a soft smile on his lips, opening his arms to hug you tight. “Come in, you're freezing”.

In silence, you practically obey crossing the door to the inside, taking off the cops jacket to hang it on the coat rack. It's not the first time you go to him looking for some appropriate words for the occasion, and he never complains. You know him since six years ago, and he has always been so gentle and helpful.

“Why don't you have a shower while I prepare you a sandwich? Are you hungry?” He asks, placing an arm over your shoulders.

With a fleeting smile on your lips, you nod. 

“Okay, hurry up”.

Following the hallway to the guest room, you close the door to open the wardrobe, finding there your bag with some comfy clothes from the last time you had to stay there. The shower doesn't take you too much, feeling better after getting warm and clean, fixing up your lip as soon as it stops bleeding. You meet the one that is like your tío on the main table of the living room, with a sandwich, a napkin and a glass of milk. Sitting on, the man rests his arms over the wood, looking at you devouring your food.

“Nestor told me what happened”.

“Did he tell you about the trip?”

“Not tonight, but the whole week. All the time, mija”.

Shaking your hands above the dish to clean them from the bread, you raise an eyebrow towards him.

“He was very excited to go with you to Los Angeles”. He explains, as if it was necessary. “He told us everything that he wanted to show you. Hollywood, the Griffith's observatory, Santa Mónica…”

“It's the third time he leaves me on the road like a pinche perro, tío”.

“Yes, I know. And I know that he was disappointed with himself for not being able to take you to. Have you thought about that?”

You keep silent, bowing your eyes to the nibbled sandwich. No, you didn't. You were too busy being egoist, not asking how he felt about it.

“We have a… different job from other men. It's risky, complicated and we never know if we're going to come back home. But the time that we spend with our families, it's the most precious time for us. I talk with my daughter every single day by video call. And I take advantage of the minimal time to drive to Oaktown, to see her. To have lunch, a coffee… Whatever”. He says, holding your hands over the table to intertwining his fingers with yours. “For you is easier. You live together. And I'm not asking you to normalize how much he works, but to understand that everything he does, he does it for you, mija. To give you the life he couldn't have”.

“I just want to be… some time with him, tío Marcus. This is not… because of the trip, I swear. But, I can be for days without seeing him at home. And… And… everything I can think of, it's that something wrong happened to him”. You're crying again, trying to express your feelings and your emotions, while the mexican listens to you attentively. “I know I didn't have to take his car, nor another. I didn't have to drink, or escape from home. I was just… feeling alone, and sad, and…”

“Alcohol it's not the solution, mija”.

“I know…”

“And Miguel isn't your enemy”.

Yes, you know that too, but acknowledge it out loud it's not an option. You feel stupid enough for tonight.

“You should talk with Nestor, tell him how you feel and, of course, tell him that you are sorry. I'm sure you didn't, did you?”

“I don't think he wants to… hear me, or see me right now, tío”.

“(Y/N), never forget that you are his daughter. The most beautiful gift that God gave him. Nothing, and no one could change that. Never”.

With this hangover, the last thing you want to do is front facing what you did last night. But Marcus thought that you shouldn't waste more time. Stepping out of the SUV, when it stops in front of Miguel's house, you take a deep long breath with your heart racing. Your hands are sweating and your legs are trembling, walking towards the main door being slightly pushed by your tío. Coming in, you follow your father's voice, sounding tired and upset, talking with his boss about a trip to Washington. Washington D.C., where your mother lives.

“I think it's the best option, brother. It will suit her”. 

Through the opened door, you can see them giving you their backs. Miguel is standing up behind your father, pointing something on the screen of the laptop, while Nestor is sitting at the desk.

“Please, don't”. You just say with a broken tone of voice, about to cry.

The men turn around facing you.

“Dad, I'm so—sorry for what I did… I'm sorry fo—for crashing your car, Miguel… but do—don't send me to Washington… please”. You beg taking a step closer.

Miguel narrows one of his shoulders, before leaving you alone and closing the door of his own office. Nestor gets up from his chair, resting his body against the edge of the desk, crossing his arms over his chest. Then you notice that he looks so different as he usually does. A bump tying his curly hair, wearing sweatpants and a shirt, and two black bags under his eyes. Now you know what Marcus was trying to explain to you. 

“Dad, it will never gonna happen again, I swear. I pro—promise… I promise you. No car, no alcohol, no going out, no nothing. I will stay at home. All the ti—time. I promise”. You continue begging with all your efforts, while he keeps silent. “I get it, okay? You ha—have to work. You have to work a lot and I promise I will ne—never complain about it again… I will settle with… hav—having any time with you. Por poquito que sea”. (No matter how little).

He doesn't say anything, rubbing the bridge of his nose, uttering a heavy sigh. You're getting more and more nervous. Your whole anatomy is shaking, tasting the salty tears that flood in your lips.

“Lo—Look… this morning I fo—found a job that I co—could take this summer”. Your father looks at you, taking off your phone from a pocket to unlock it, offering it to him so he can read the offer. “It's in a caf—cafeteria… Eleven dollars per hour. It's not mu—much… but I could pay Miguel for everything”.

While you highlight everything you have to pay for, you make some gesture with your fingers counting them under his attentive gaze. He looks surprised, even if he's trying to hide it from you.

“I will do an—anything, dad. I wanna be with you… Please, don' leave me”.

You have never felt so desperate, so broken, so sad. You can't barely breathe, not knowing if you're having a panic attack, an anxiety one, or you're just dying because of the pain imagining you're not going to see him for a long, long time. You never had a good relationship with your mother, and your father is the person you love the most in the world. You literally can't live without him.

“Papá, say something… please”.

The only thing he does is look at the broken screen of your phone, before giving it to you back licking his lips.

“I wasn't talking about the city, but about the county”. He finally speaks, grabbing the laptop as you come closer to have a look. “There's a campground on Mount Rainier. It's a national park surrounded by forests. People camp there and… go hiking, exploring nature. I was more into buying two trail bikes”.

“Aren't you…?”

“Seriously, (Y/N), who the fuck do you think I am?” Narrowing his eyes, he shakes his head, leaving away the laptop.

“I'm sorry… I just… hear yo—”.

“Nothing is what it seems to be”.

“I know… and I'm truly sorry, dad”.

“I'm sorry for hitting you last night. Let me see it”. Cupping your cheek into his hands, he takes a look at the small gap on your lower lip, leaning to kiss your forehead before hugging you with all his strength. “I'm sorry for setting you apart, mi amor. I didn' mean to do it”.

“I know, dad”. You whisper against his chest, feeling somewhat better when you're able to stop crying.

“You have to talk with Mikey, okay?” He says, pulling himself away and caressing your hair. You just nod clearing your tears.

Going out from the office, clinged to your father's waist, he leads you to the kitchen. His friend is there, having a sip from a mug of coffee resting against the counter. Leaving the drink over it, he stands up waiting for some words.

“Miguel, I am… sorry about last night. About taking your car and driving it after drinking… too much tequila”.

“It's okay, I accept your apologies”. He says then with a firm tone.

“I… ahm… I told my dad that I found an… offer job in a cafeteria, to pay you the bills”. You reply, showing him too on your phone. “Probably I will have to… work a double shift for… dunno, maybe ten years to afford it. But I will give it to you back”.

“You don't have to do it”.

“Yes, I have. I crashed it and I was arrested. That's a… lot of money, but I will earn it”.

Miguel looks at you father, visibly surprised because of your insistence and that you're being more responsible than they thought you will be. You sure they thought that you would set them on fire, or something like that. But here you are, swallowing your pride and trying to do the correct thing. 

“I want to make you… have clear the fact that I don't hate you, and that I am not your enemy, (Y/N). Your father is the only person I blinded trust in. We've been friends long before you were born and when he told me he was about to have a daughter, I was more excited than anyone”. Now, you are the surprised one, watching him grab an empty mug to pour some coffee into it before offering it to you. “He's my family, so you do. Sí lo entiendes, ¿verdad?” (Do you understand it, right?”

You nod pursing your lips, holding the drink.

“It's true that sometimes I forgot that he has a house and a daughter to attend to, but I don't do it consciously. I have a son too, I know how it feels to work too much, come back home tired and don't be able to spend time with your family. So, I had an idea”. He does a pause, raising a hand towards the close stook for you to sit on. “I need someone to help me to transcribe my countability books, look for money losses from the last years of my father's empire. And Nestor told me you like… numbers”.

“Yes, I… I do”.

“So, what if to pay my bills, you help me with that? It's a way to show you that I trust you too and that I want you closer too. Everybody wins. You will see your father more often, I will solve my… little problem with the accounts and maybe we can start to be friends”.

Jumping off from the stool, you hug him. You hug him like you never thought you would do one day. And now you're seeing how wrong you were about him.

“But first, enjoy the week with your father and try not to kill himself riding through the forest”. He chuckles, palming gently your back.

“A week?” You frown confused, pulling yourself away and turning to your father smirking with both hands inside the pockets of his pants. “Like… a whole week? From Monday to Sunday?”

“Actually… from Sunday to Sunday. We're leaving tomorrow”.

Not knowing when you have began to cry again, Nestor surrounds you with both arms against his chest, feeling a little more stupid after finding out what they were doing before you came to the house. Leaving some kisses on your head, your father urges you to look at him.

“Let's prepare the trip, okay? I also need to sleep for some… long, long, long hours”. Taking off from his right pocket the Cartel's phone, he leaves it on the counter. “I'm not gonna need it”.

“You sure?” Miguel jokes with him, grabbing it to keep it.

“Fucking sure, hermano”.

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Fluff A-Z | a.g.

A/N; so i know this came out of fucking no where but im in a really fluffy mood and im listening to mrs. grande herself so I decided to make this as a cute little thing it is lol might make a headcannon but who knows lmaooo. The gif is mine x

Pairing; Ariana Grande x Reader

Warning(s); pure fluff and a bit of angst if you squint.

Word Count; 1.5k+

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A - I feel like she is an ass girl. If you two were dating then she would most likely have her hand on your ass half of the time. Maybe it’s a comfort thing or she just really likes to touch it and show PDA. 

B - She would love to bake pastries, cakes, cookies and etc. with you since that’s you two’s way of bonding and having fun together. You two would love to throw flour at each other, chase each other and make a mess of the kitchen. It would just be an overall fun time.

C - cuddles! Cuddles for daysssss. I feel like once she is home from the studio or tour, she would climb in your lap and just smother you with cuddles. Or it could go the other way around, you get home from work and you just want to be close to her, so you just crawl into her lap and you instantly feel safe in her arms. 

D - Dancing around the apartment would be another favorite past times for the two of you. It would lead to a lot of laughs and goofing off with the upbeat songs but when a slow song comes on, you two would just hold each other and sway to the beat with many kisses to follow. 

E - I think you two would love to experience new things together, like food, activities, roller coasters, etc. Trying new foods would be hilarious because you both would countdown when to both take a bite and then it would be disgusting. You two’s faces would be so funny and cute and that would be part of the fun because y’all just love doing anything together. 

F - It would take a lot for you and Ariana to fight about something. Very rarely y’all would fight but when you do it’s big and a lot of crying would happen but in the end you two would forgive each other and talk it out normally. After that would lead to snuggles and movie night.

G - Ariana and you love to give each other gifts even though it’s not a holiday or anything specific. Ariana would most likely shower you with diamonds and cute dresses as you would get her flowers and make cute diy things. I feel like she loves homemade things more than she does material, but she always wants to go out and buy you anything sparkly and shiny. You two are also grateful for each other whenever the other receives a gift.

H - Honesty is a big thing for Ariana and you. You two love having deep and honest conversations with each other at 1 a.m. Those are the times were y’all just need to get things off your chest and how you’re both feeling. This would be therapeutic for both of you and it would strengthen your bond even more.

I - You are the main inspiration for her music and that makes you all warm and fuzzy inside. It makes you happy hearing all the lovey dovey songs about you and it inspires you to make things that remind you of her. It always makes her smile when she sees you painting/writing/drawing something that is related to her. It gives her a stomach full of butterflies.

J - Ariana gets jealous and will hold it in until she is able to talk to you about it in a safe space and not around a lot of people. You would do the same since you don’t like causing a scene in front of strangers. It wouldn’t be over anything small usually but if someone was being too close to you or her then y’all would step in and pull each other close. In the end you two would kiss it better and continue on with your day/evening/night.

K - Kissing Ari in your eyes is like heaven. She has the softest lips and is a very good kisser. She blushes every time you two kiss and you think it’s the cutest thing ever when she does. You more and likely blush too but you think it’s cuter on her than yourself.

L - Ariana was shy at first about confessing her love for you but she sucked it up one day and told you how she loved everything about you and that she has always felt that way towards you. She continues on and mentions the first time you two went to Disneyland together and how she knew she had fallen in love with you on that day.

M - She’s all for marriage and so are you! You two love the thought of spending the rest of your lives together and adopting cute little babies. Maybe here soon, one of you will propose!

N - You both love giving each other cute nicknames and your nickname in her phone is “wifey” with a kissy face emoji along with a ring and her nickname in your phone is “babygirl” followed with a heart eye emoji. She loves coming up with new and cute pet names to call you and you love them to no end. Gives you butterflies.

O - When the two of you are on cloud nine, everyone can tell. Ariana tends to look at you like you are the best thing that has ever stepped on this earth and she tends to kiss you more often when she is. Her mom always teases her when she won’t leave you alone with kisses but she just can’t help herself when she’s around you.

P - You both love PDA. You two are always showing some kind of affection whether it be holding hands, kissing, and snuggling/leaning against each other while shopping. You two do it all the time and you don’t care about what anyone thinks of you and Ariana. 

Q - Ariana’s quirks are that she loves talking in an Italian accent at the most random times just to make you laugh. She likes to lay out a warm towel for you before you get out of the shower. She doesn’t want you to be cold when you come out of the shower. Which you find very cute and adorable.

R - Ariana LOVES to be romantic. So at any chance she can get she will lay roses out from your dining room table leading to the bedroom and having candles light up the room and well we all know where that goes to lol she also loves to spoil you on Valentine’s day because she thinks you deserve it but it’s always valentine’s day in the grande household.

S - She is super supportive of you and as you are with her. You two make sure that the other is okay and when something bad or traumatic happens, you two are always there for each other, no matter what place or what time. 

T - Usually you both love a routine but sometimes you both want to try out new things as said in letter E. You love trying new scary roller coasters and holding onto each other as you go through the ride. When it’s done, both of you want to instantly get back on. The thrill of the ride is so much fun for the both of you two.

U - Ariana can be very understanding at some points and then other times you would have to explain why you’re upset or the way you’re feeling. Usually when you do explain it she is understanding and helps comfort you on whatever the situation is. 

V - She values her relationship with you so much that she puts you high on her priority list. If something is wrong, she will do everything in her power to make it right again. She loves seeing you smile so she will always try to make you happy and you are her number 1 besides her family but you understand that because well...family. 

W - She loves when you cook a nice dinner for her for when she comes home from tour. She loves how you put so much effort and time into it just for her and you. Sometimes you make a big feast for all your friends and family and thats another cute thing she loves about you.

X - xoxo As previously discussed in C, she loves cuddles and loves showing you love in any form she can. She doesn’t care what anyone thinks of the two of you and she makes that very clear to others who might give you two a dirty glare or look. She’ll kiss you right in front of them just to piss them off or make them uncomfortable.

Y - When she yearns for you while you’re at work is when she gets one of your sweaters or your pillow, and just holds onto it until you get home. She’ll send you sweet messages on how she misses you while she is on tour and can’t be beside you every night but you make sure to face time her everyday so she doesn’t get too sad while she’s away.

Z - She will go many great lengths for you and your relationship and so do you. You both love each other dearly and would do anything for another. Ari is the type to put everything into a relationship once she knows it’s serious and that she loves the person so she would literally do anything for the person she loves, no matter what it is. 

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Stray Kids as your boyfriend

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Request:  can u write a reaction for skz as your boyfriend?? please include woojin ONLY IF YOU DONT MIND, its comforting having him there still. ty!

a/n: this is my first reaction lol so pls be kind to me >.< i feel like this was too long so i apologize, but nonetheless Enjoy <33

Woojin:

Literally a teddy bear

He's so cuddly its crazy

Like he may not seem like it but he really loves cuddling with you

But only when yall are alone

I think he’s moderately clingy(?) 

Like he’s down to hold your hand in front of his members but he gets embarrassed when you kiss him in public

A lot of forehead and temple kisses

Radiates husband energy

Like he's big husband material right there

Many picnic dates or just walking outside by the river

He will use his angelic voice to his advantage

He will serenade you with his guitar or piano

And every single time you melt

Literally gives bear hugs

And not the suffocating type

When he engulfs you into his arms you feel warm inside

And both of you love it

fighting

He’s the oldest so he’ll be a bit calm and collected when it comes to fighting

He would want to settle things down completely 

Like there’s no way either one of you is going to bed mad at each other

It just wouldn’t feel right

If it was his fault he’ll quickly apologize and be the bigger person and will make it up to you with a cute gift

If it was your fault he’ll instantly (and reasonably) forgive you and shower you with kisses

He just doesn’t want to fight with you

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Also 

He’s just the right amount of jealous you feel?

He’ll leave you alone and let you have your freedom

But if anyone gets too close to your liking, you best know he’ll be right by your side

And that’s why you’re so grateful for him

Because he’s always there

Chan:

A really caring boyfriend

Always puts you first

Like always

But then again he’s a busy guy, given that he’s a leader of an idol group and all

And you get that

So you’ll normally spend some time with him in the studio

And you don’t mind because you love seeing him be so passionate about something he loves

But he would feel bad for making you stay with him so every once in a while he may take you somewhere fancy

He’s someone to give lots of back hugs

Most of the time he’ll back hug you unexpectedly because he thinks you being surprised is absolutely adorable

And the nicknames oh my god

yALLREADY KNOW about ‘baby girl’

He’s gonna call you that a lot

Fighting

Fights will mostly be about him and his well being

The fact that he isn’t taking care of himself even if he’s saying he is just makes you a tad bit frustrated

And when you try to talk some sense into him, he also grows irritated because he’s so exhausted with everything

Which is why he may be a BIT stubborn when it comes to arguments

But he’ll later realize how childish he's being

He might unintentionally raise his voice, but will immediately soften up when he sees you tense

Whether or not it’s his fault, he’ll apologize nonetheless

He's a mature guy so he’s good at handling situations like this

But fighting isn’t common so luckily he doesn't have to deal with it often

He will end the fight by pulling you close and kissing you forehead

“Im sorry babygirl”

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Ever so often he’ll let you listen to his unfinished works to get your opinion

He just wants you by his side because it gives him a sense of comfort

Minho:

He has a lot of difficulties showing his emotions, but he’s really so loving towards the people he loves

especially you

You both tend to tease each other a lot, but that’s just how you guys are

Pda and all that lovey dovey stuff may seem a bit awkward, but when he’s in need of attention, he’ll just cling on to you and not say anything

And you would have to shower him with affection to get him satisfied

And don’t worry, he’ll gladly return the favor in a blink of an eye

He tends to show his feelings physically

Like have you seen him with his members?

He will be all up in your face

Will love laying on your lap

Or he’ll just try to purposely annoy you because that's how his brain supposedly works

Fighting

You guys would bicker a lot, and you wouldn’t really have actual fights, but there would be times when it would get serious

The cause would either be because of jealousy or he has been neglecting you

By neglecting you, i mean him not really showing any emotion toward you

It may take a while, but he will apologize

When he’s forgiven hell jump into bed with you and just hold you tight

If it’s you who’s apologizing, he wouldn’t really ‘say’ that he’s forgiven you

He would silently pull you close and kiss you

But that action alone will say a lot

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Once again he's a jealous boy, so don’t be surprised if he holds onto your waist a bit tighter than before and clenches his jaw when you walk by some guys

Or a guy

Really he wouldn’t explicitly say that he’s jealous

He’ll just drop subtle hints

“That guy had big muscles don’t you think?”

But in the end you always tell him you love him and it makes him feel a whole lot better

But other than that he can be straightforward with other things

That’s why his members call him a statue

Because he tends to be soulless and poker-faced most of the time

Even when he’s trying not to be

But deep down you know how much of a softie your boyfriend can get

Changbin: 

He’s honestly such a cute bean

Will try to act all tough and ‘tsundere’ like but you both know he can’t keep that up

He’s actually really cheesy and clingy

And sometimes he can be a handful, but it's alright

He always gets picked on by his members about his height

So if you are shorter than him he is not going to let that opportunity of teasing you pass

He will snicker as he compares your heights

But of course you can’t let his cockiness get the best of him

So the other 8 members have your back and torment the poor boy

‘Wait that’s not even fair i'm being outnumbered!’

‘y/n, you were supposed to be on my side!’

He wants to impress you so he’ll invite you over and flex his rap skills

And 100% of the time he succeeds

Because you can never get over his flow

Fighting

This guy is also really insecure so he’ll be pretty jealous and that’s mostly the cause of your fights

He’s afraid that he isn’t good enough and that he doesn’t deserve you

And that is absolutely not true

He’ll mostly cry only because he hates fighting with you

But of course he’s not gonna show it

He is someone who needs to recollect himself and will probably need some time by himself

And that’s when he’ll let it all out

He’ll feel embarrassed if he cries in front of you

So he tries his best to not cry when you’re near

When he’s calm he’ll apologize

And you give in quickly

Thank goodness

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He just wants a bit of attention

Ok maybe a lot of attention

Because as much as he says he loves dark

Hes babie

Hyunjin:

Your typical ulzzang boyfriend

He’ll take you to cute cliche dates

Cute walks at the park with ice cream

Also we all know how much he loves photography

He will take so many selfies with you and him

His phone is just filled with him and you doing stuff together

And occasionally some kkami pics

But mostly you two

He’ll bring you to the practice room and show you his dance moves

And possibly he’ll teach you some too

When he’s all sweaty he’ll tease you and try to hug you but you’ll run away from him

And most of the time it’ll end in play fighting

He’s gonna hug you either way and you start hitting him

But then again he can’t help it

Because he’s also really clingy and in need of your touch 25/8

Fighting

Alright so ALL know hyunjin can be a petty bITCH

no cap 

He fights with his members so there will be times where he may fight with you

But obviously it’s not as violent you know

Nothing physical 

What yall are fighting about is probably stupid or small

He just tends to over exaggerate things which makes it become serious

And when he’s mad he can get pretty sarcastic and it gets kinda scary

Will most likely roll his eyes and give you the cold shoulder

You normally have to apologize first or make a move in order for him to apologize back

Almost all the time he’ll feel bad ignoring you so he’ll end up crying when you go up to him

He’ll spend his entire week not leaving your side

As a way to make it up to you

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Did I mention he was clingy af?

Likes to wrap one arm around your shoulders

Doesn’t really say it out loud but he loves the height difference

He’ll subtly make things harder for you just to see you slightly frustrated

He finds it cute

Like he’d put things on the top shelf so you can call him to get it

“Babe can you please help me?”

“I don’t know, can I?”

“Hyunjin!”

Jisung:

A cheeky mf

Loves to go out on dates, but if it’s anything scary, he’s gone

Expect many karaoke dates

He’ll try serenading you singing all up in your face

But you’ll just roll your eyes and laugh at how cringy he’s being 

Cuddles for days

He loves to show affection and get attention so he’ll always be with you so you can drop small compliments to make him happy

And it does

He’s really good with his words so the sweet nothings he’ll tell you often make you blush

And it’s surprising how quickly he makes them up on the spot

His freestyle skills are being put into good use am i right?

Once again he craves for attention so give him lots of praise

Oh and he keeps saying he’ll protect you or whatever but if you take him to a haunted house or anything related to that, he’ll hide behind you the entire time

He’s just a wimp

Likes to give you pet names

“Baby” is a regular though

Just somewhere along those lines

He tends to lay on your lap so you can play with his hair

If he falls asleep you normally take your chance and braid his hair so he wakes up looking like a 5 year old girl

Fighting

Petty bitch #2

Just like hyunjin, jisung doesn’t really let his guard down

Because he’s good with words it’s difficult to win an argument with him

Even if he knows he’s wrong he’ll try his best to make him sound right

His pride tends to take over him and he’s aware that it’s a bad habit

He tries to fix himself because he doesn’t want to hurt or scare you

But when he’s really angry he will go oFF

He’s one of those types to realize what he’s done right after he’s done it

He’s quick to regret

So unlike changbin, if he ever scares you, he’ll immediately run up to you

He’d carefully hold you and repeatedly apologize

He’s a big cryer as well

Even if it’s in front of you his eyes will be bawling

And of course you forgive him

Yall will just end up on the couch or in bed holding each other but not utter a word

Felix:

Ok this boy is the sweetest 

He’s extremely caring and gentle to all

He tends to show his love physically 

Whether it’d be hand-holding, kissing, hugging, touching you in general, you name it

It explains why he's so mf clingy 

And you mf love it

Every once in a while he’ll give you gifts for no reason

Such as a promise ring

He has one to match as well 

He wears it everyday and gets all giddy when he sees you wear it too

Staying up to watch him play games is a regular

He always keeps the spare controller open because he wants you to join

And you do

Except most of the time you don't know how to play

At first he’d laugh at how terrible you are and would kill you every game to see you pout

But when he sees that you actually wanna play for him he gets soft and eventually teaches you the controls

Will die on purpose to see your face light up

Fighting

Okay lowkey this guy can be scary 

He tries not to raise his voice, but his deep tone still sends shivers down your spine

Fighting may result in him cursing loudly in english (assuming yall are speaking korean)

But not at you

Never would he curse at you

Just out of frustration

When he sees you tear up he calms down a little and sighs

Without speaking he’ll open his arms out to you and will embrace you tightly

He’d say sorry and will try not to cry in front of you to stay strong

But if he does he won’t show it 

So he’ll bury his face in the crook of your neck so you won't see his tears

He just really hates fighting with you so it makes him sad

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but don’t worry, fighting is a rare occurance

he’s really energetic most of the time, so be prepared

will love running around and yelling

he’s like a hyper 12 year old

and its cute

Seungmin:

Oh this guy

He’s a bubbly boyfriend

You’d describe him as a hyper puppy and the name fits him well

His face lights up when he’s with you and it’s so cute

The members are lowkey freaking out because the boy acts so mean to them 

They literally think he’s a different person when you’re around

It’s because he acts as if you’re made of glass

Like anyone can tell that you’re so precious to him

And hOODIES FOR DAYS

Seungmin’s wardrobe is literally full of hoodies so you have a great amount of them

Like when he’s sorting his clothes, he’d have a separate pile for you

It would be all the clothes he’s willing to lend to you

Similar to hyunjin, his camera roll would be full of you

But the thing that makes him and hyunjin different is that it won’t be selfies

It's just pictures of you and the scenery

But he knows you’re the real view (gag) 

The candid photos are his favorite because it really captures your natural beauty

He can stare at your pics for hours as creepy as it sounds

You get embarrassed but he hypes you up and calls you beautiful

And unlike han, the boy doesn’t really get scared easily so he can ACTUALLY protect you if yall are doing something slightly terrifying

But that’s after he laughs at your scared reaction

Which brings me to my next point

Occasionally he likes to tease you 

A little pranks here and there

And he’s so glad that you can take a joke

Because you’ll always get your revenge

Which is why there’s never a day when your relationship gets boring

Fighting

Honestly I can't picture having a major fight with seungmin

But it would probably because he did or said something that really crossed the line

He’d get very defensive with hints of sarcasm

He wouldn’t necessarily yell or scream

He’d slightly raise his voice, though, to get his point through

When he gets to his boiling point, however, he would leave the room to blow off some steam

He’d use the time to really reflect what he’s done

When he comes back he’ll immediately go to you and hug you

He hates when you fight

He would very much prefer the small bickering any day

Jeongin:  

Oh this precious gem

You and i.n would be in the honeymoon stage but not really

Like you guys are very comfortable with each other, but you are still lovey dovey, you feel?

But of course he won’t do the cute stuff in front of the members

holding your hand is an exception, but that’s it

He’ll get too flustered in front of them and he doesn’t want to be teased

He’s super cuddly and cuddles will often result in play fighting

He’s also super super giggly 

You live for his laughs

It just brings an immediate smile to your face

Like who doesn’t adore him?

Dates are either really exciting or really chill and relaxing

Like amusement parks and karaoke rooms on one hand and staying inside to sleep or play video games on the other

But if yall are inside it’ll either be at your place or at his when the members are gone

He’s just way too shy

Hoodies for days part tWO 

He’ll be the type to give you his baggy clothes

The way you look small in them makes him feel a bit more manly as if you’re his responsibility

He’s so used to being baby-ed that he wants to be the man for once

You have an unlimited supply of his hoodies

Its great

Plus jeongin loves when you give it back and your scent just marks the entirety of the fabric

It smells like home and he finds comfort in it

Just like how you find comfort when you can smell his cologne

Seriously it sounds weird, but trust me it’s cute

Obviously, he won’t tell you that he loves your perfume because he thinks he’ll make it awkward

But it's just something he looks forward to when you’re exchanging his hoodies

Fighting

Even though he is the youngest, jeongin tries to be mature

He’s very understanding so fights will be rare

But then again he’s also extremely reserved

He’ll keep his negative feelings bottled up until he can’t take it anymore

He won’t really yell, he’ll just keep talking and talking

And he won’t let you interrupt because this boy has a lot to say

Arguments usually happen because he takes his anger out on you unintentionally

So he’ll apologize when he sees your widened eyes

He’ll soften up and will say sorry quietly before kissing your forehead

He might cry as well because he will feel so bad 

But you hush him as you hug his body tightly, telling him that it’s okay

Everything is okay.

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[pinkykitten]

Can I get a DC, Marvel, Disney,AOT and BNHA matchup? I'm a 5'4 chubby pansexual. I have brown skin, dark brown eyes and short black curly hair that's puffy. I like cooking,singing, animals, video games, cuddles, hugs, playing with people's hair and people playing with my hair.When you first meet me I may look mean but I'm kind, caring, goofy and sassy.I'm only mean when you mess with me, my family or friends.I'm a calm and laid back person but sometimes I can get mad easy but a hug calm me down.

oooh you chose aot thanks a lot i love this fandom so much and never usually get to write for it. 

wanna get shipped with someone ask here you can ask as many characters as you want

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I ship you with:

DC - DICK GRAYSON, NIGHTWING 

dick is a chill dude and he doesnt like confrontation he just wants to do his job and call it a day. not gonna lie when he first saw you he probably thought you were like every other person stuck up in this day and age especially with your face looking mean but when you smile any anything you like whether it be your dog that you are walking that day or a specific music your listening to dicks breath stops and he cant help but think you have the prettiest smile. but dick just lives his crush in a chill and not noticeable manner because he got a lot of things on his plate hes a busy man so he thinks there is no time for him to live out his fun life and dating life. but he keeps seeing you and he finds himself always thinking about you so he takes the chance and whoa are you a little spit fire. dick loves your passion and fire. you are so sassy and sometimes you snap at him which he finds kinda hot. he loves when you put him in his place and when you snap at others. he does everything in his power to make you blush BUT he plays it off innocently like that wasnt his intentions. when he comes from a hard day at work all he wants to do is lay with you and for you to either play with his hair or play with your hair and for you to whip him up something yummy cause he always craves for your food. you bring the wild fun side out of dick. 

MARVEL - PETER QUILL, STARLORD

boi oh boi does this snack love you back! he loves how sassy you get and all diva on him like he loves it and like worships you this man. he thinks like thats my babygirl when you get at someone else and put them in their place. whenever the guardians of the galaxy have a problem where someone is being mean or rude or trying to arrest them they all look at you to help them with getting out of the situation since you intimidate people. in the middle of space since peter is all about that 80s life, since he knew you liked video games he bought you a gameboy. at night you two share the playlist his mom gave him and share the head set also you show him your favorites and he just loves to be more connected with you and know more about you. also when you both are laying together his hands find their way to play with your hair while you play with his. if you ever get mad but to the point of anger where rocket and groot fear for their lives peter will hug you and kiss you to calm you down and then sing ooh child things are gonna get easier in a very cringy matter and you cant help but smile and laugh. peter loves you so much and loves how you can take care of yourself and you take care of your friends that means a lot to him considering that his friends are his family so it means a lot you care for his crew. 

DISNEY - CAPTAIN PHOEBUS 

what a woman! is exactly what he always thinks with your quick wit attitude. you dont take nothing from no one and he likes that in a woman. usually women walk around taking crap from men and anyone people have a backwards thinking but you say how you feel and you tell it like it is. phoebus thinks your beautiful especially with your glowing skin and your body, he loves a thicc plump woman. he loves giving you pet names and nicknames its like a sign to him and everyone else that you are his. whenever he hears you singing its like an angel is present and with him it blows him away. and he loves how sweet you are with animals and will try to get on your dogs good side. he doesnt let anyone walk all over you and is like a knight at your side. he makes some of his men watch over you to make sure you are okay. you can confide in him about everything he listens to you and takes your input and advice very seriously. friendship means everything to him and it means so much to him when you stand up for what is right and stick to your beliefs in friendship. 

ATTACK ON TITAN - REINER BRAUN 

youre sassy with him but goofy with your friends so eren and like jean think like bruh she dont like you to reiner but reiner knows you feel some type of way with him and he to you. is very attracted to you especially when you know your way around and are so smart about literally everything. u get like this close to knowing the truth of him back home im just sayin. reiner says verrrrryyyyyy sexual comments that he knows will make you blush and he smirks when he succeeds. like even when you are beating someones a*s he will like cry??? and like think you are a goddess in his eyes and like what the frick are you doing in a world like this when you are just so frickin nice aghhhhh!!!!!!! before you and him are even a thing reiner boasts to everyone even citizens that dont know him he tells them that you are his girlfriend and how amazing you are. and when you dance he hypes you up and praises you. he loves your hair like loves it so much he dreams of it ok so he loves touching it loves playing with it and he has such strong calloused hands that they are like perfect for your hair. loves holding you and tries to prove to you that he is very very very strong so he picks you up with ease. 

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA - EIJIRO KIRISHIMA

our bby boi is like firecrackers ok so when he first sees you he has to run up to you and give you the biggest handshake known to man kind and he just goes on and on and on on how cool you look how he likes your hair and so on. you are like his favorite person. he likes to teach you how to fight but youre like already one step ahead of him and you like prove it to him and he thinks like boo did you just make yourself my wife???? like are we a couple now???? he loves that you feel so strongly about school and legit wants to show you all of his moves to make you proud and kinda show off. he always wants to hold your hand like even in class when youre like halfway across the room. he always wants to be with you and follows you like a lost puppy. if youre ever in a fight he will like cheer you on and pump you up like you dont mess with his baby. he loves calling you baby, babygirl, boo, babe, you know those pet names cuz he knows you love him and it kinda makes him feel daddy but his friends have to point it out that he is like a skinny boi that will never be daddy. he is so persistent with you buys you like 3 dogs to be friends with your one you have now and you have to name one kirishima. he visits you at night to sleep with you. he is kinda scared of horror movies but like not that he’ll tell someone so he cuddles with you and cries with you and like jumps in horror as he is watching scary movies but he makes this face like he is super concentrated. since you love music he puts music on when youre taking a shower and sing with you. he loves to sing with you. 

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[dayasbun]

NSFW alphabet - Zendaya

Summary: title is pretty self explanatory, its for z x female reader

Requested: nope!

Words: 1764!

Warning: just so many things and so much sexual content- big ol nsfw warning is in the title alone so here we go!!! when I wrote this the mood really struck if you know what I mean so…enjoy!

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A=Aftercare

Aftercare is one of her favorite parts of your sexual encounters. Sometimes she’ll give you little massages, and if she spanked you (we’ll get to that) she’ll be sure to check that your bum isn’t in too much pain. Usually sex with Z ends with loads of cuddles with soft kisses… and sometimes another round.

B=Bondage

Zendaya usually isn’t too into bondage unless you two are in a REALLY kinky mood. If it is one of the rare times you two decide to go over the top for a change, she loves tying your wrists and ankles to the bed so that she can have full control over you. This usually leads to a crazy amount of over-stimulation, teasing, and the perfect mix of feeling heaven and hell. She loves to watch you beg for her as you lay there tied up with no way to get what you want except from her.

C=Cum

Z squirts more than you do, but you do sometimes. Though she helps you reach endless and sometimes uncountable orgasms, squirting is something that has always been a bit hard for you to do. However, when you have the chance to take care of your girl, or when you two trib, she usually squirts all over you- which turns you the fuck on and god it makes you want her even more.

D=Dom

She’s 100% a dom in the bedroom. In any other non-sexual situation shes your little sub baby, but in the bedroom if she doesn’t have control, she’ll force control. She knows you can’t say no to her, and she takes advantage of that. Once you attempted to take over and take her spot as dom, and in the end all you had was a sore bottom and a throbbing clit. Some things you should just leave to the master. (And if you were wondering, she definitely tops.)

E=Edgeplay

You two haven’t worked with any edgeplay before- though you’ve talked about breathplay, nothing has ever actually happened…not yet anyway.

F=Fantasy

You both love the cliche teacher and student fantasy. You play the shy student and she acts as the bold teacher that - of course- consensually dominates the student during a help session. You guys have had some of the steamiest sex after acting this out, and lately Z has been talking about adding in some new roleplays- specifically stripper and very interested customer.

G=Got Caught

The last time Zendaya got caught eating you out, she put on a show of acting cocky. She bragged that she had you under such a deep trance that you couldn’t even hear the person coming. On the contrary, you could tell she was slightly embarrassed, but more upset that someone besides herself saw your pussy.

H=Hot Spots

Right above her navel on her toned stomach is somewhere that drives her absolutely wild, and you leave hickeys there quite often. Besides that is a specific spot on her neck, one that is usually covered with extra makeup.

I=Intimacy

Though extremely dominant and controlling, Z is a complete sappy romantic when it comes to having sex. She makes sure she tells you constantly how beautiful you are to her, and points out every little freckle or beauty mark on your body and gives it a name or kisses it. Your comfort is her #1 priority, and your safe word for everything is always ‘jigglypuff’.

J=Journey

Your girlfriend absolutely loves teasing you all day, up until the time you’re alone. It start with something small, like a simple hickey on the neck before she rushes to get ready for the day. Then it leads to a hand on your thigh during a business breakfast you had to attend with her. From there is constant contact with her, she’ll finger you under the table if she has to. She loves to watch you squirm as you crave her, because that means even more begging when you two arrive at home alone.

K=Kinks

She has a massive daddy kink- but she would never admit it. You slip it out sometimes during sex with Z, and though she never says she has one, she always moves faster when she hears you moan out the word 'Daddy’. A quite basic kink; that might be part of the reason why she doesn’t want you to know she secretly loves it. She adores hair pulling, your hands in her hair tugging at the roots as she eats you out like its her last meal.

L=Location

She’ll have sex with you pretty much anywhere. Public sex is one of Zendayas biggest turn ons. Though she never wants to show your body to anyone else because its all hers, public restrooms, specifically the big family ones, are an amazing spot for her to let you buck your pussy against her thigh in a time of need. Even something as risky as a changing room is right up her alley. There’s been countless times she’s made you completely come undone during a business meeting or dinner. Her hand works wonders under a table, considering she can’t see and can only feel. Shes even gone as far to say she dropped her napkin on the floor, and instead licked a long wet stripe in between your folds before sitting up again like nothing happened.

M=Masturbation

Z has multiple toys, some you probably don’t even know about. She doesn’t use them on herself often, more on you. But when you’re gone and the mood strikes, her lavender vibrator along with a few 'my eyes only’ snap videos you’ve recorded for her can get her off just fine- and in a matter of seconds.

N=NO

She’ll never let you turn the tables on her and let you be the dom for the night, unless you trick her so well that you actually get away with it. Any type of buttplugs//assplay are a big no for her as well. The farthest she’ll go with your ass is a firm spank.

O=On’s

Brushes against her lower region while on the couch cuddling, spreading your legs when you 'stretch’. Yawning and a little moan coming out at the end. Wearing that one specific dress to a premier with her just because you know she wants to rip it off of you. and she will. Telling her how bad you want her, but resisting her when she makes a move. Sitting on her lap and bouncing your ass, but claiming you were just 'getting more comfortable’.

P=Position

69+Scissoring//Tribbing. She’ll never ever get tired of those. She says that 'tasting and rubbing up against your pussy is like a drug’, and she would 'love if she could always be high’.

Q=Quickie

Quickies aren’t Zendayas preferred method of sex, but if you two are horny enough…any method works. Above all though, long, sensual, 'love-making sessions’ (that’s what she calls them) are both of your favorite.

R=Rough

Daya is never rough towards you in bed, however she loves when you’re rough towards her. She may keep a hand around your neck when you ride her thigh, or smack your ass quite harshly as you sit on her face, but anything passing that is always consensual and usually rare. Instead, she chooses to leave soft kisses on your body, and hold her hands lightly on your waist.

S=Stamina

Though she talks a big big game, Zendaya is usually done after 3 short rounds, 2 if they’re longer. When she brags about going all night you just grin, knowing that her bragging rights could be snatched away quickly if you opened your mouth. But you have to give her a break, after all shes usually the one putting in most of the work.

T=Toys

As stated before, Z has a large array of toys, mostly just for you. She loves using them to tease you, and sometimes she brings her mini, silent, vibrator bullet with you in public…just in case. Every time you two have sex it seems like a different toy pops up, and according to Z, you’ve only seen less than half of her collection.

U=Unfair

Her teasing is relentless and constant when she wants it to be. She knows every single way to get under your skin and to push all of your buttons all at once, and man does she take advantage of that knowledge.

V=Volume

The things she says- fuck they’re hot. She moans so loud, claiming that everyone should hear her scream her babies name. She groans out every swear word in the book when you hit certain spots perfectly, fuck being the one that usually comes out the most. She praises you as well with things like, “You’re doing so good babygirl”, and “Fuck, you’re like a goddess with how you take care of me”. Pet names (baby, love, angel, princess, etc.) are something she uses during sex and of course during the day, but they always sound better when she’s moaning them instead of saying them.

W=Wild Card

You wore a fairly tight dress to your families Thanksgiving dinner one year, and Zendaya didn’t like that- she swore you did it just to tease her. She ended up literally ripping it off of you in the bathroom- which you fucking loved- immediately after saying the prayer of grace over the food, and then eating you out while simultaneously fingering you as well. The pleasure was so overflowing that you were drowning in it- and she never let you make a sound. Needless to say, you came up with some lame excuse of why you had to change into a more casual outfit, and Z had a fun time explaining why her hair was suddenly wet.

X=X-Ray

She’s very petite, absolutely gorgeous. Her boobs and ass are barely there, but its enough to grab on to if you need. Her nipples always seem to be hard, and her thighs always unknowingly squished together. There’s always a soft smile on her lips when shes with you, due to your presence her resting bitch-face seems to cease. You love everything about her body (and her), from her head to her toes…and you make sure she knows that.

Y=Yearning

Due to your girl traveling and you doing the same, a lot of times there isn’t much time to wait around. Saying you two have constant sex would be inaccurate…but to say that you have it more than the average couple? That would be right on point.

Z=ZZZ

Sleep comes within minutes- sometimes even seconds. You both tend to wear each other out, leading to sleepy time or cuddles after the deed is done.

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[wglim]

NCT AS DOMS (1/2)

T A E I L

taeil would be a bit of a softer dom, though that doesn’t mean the sex would be boring; he knows just how to keep things interesting in the bedroom. he can be such a tease, it makes up for anything you may have an issue with. he’s so good at winding you up, making you forget everything you’d had on your mind. though pain isn’t really his thing, he isn’t afraid to punish you when it’s absolutely necessary. he much rather prefers overwhelming your senses, as opposed to inflicting pain upon you. because of this preference, overstimulation tends to be his go-to when you’ve been naughty. he won’t stop until he sees tears prick at your eyes, until he’s certain you’re sorry.

J O H N N Y

johnny is a daddy dom, and so he’s a bit softer than most. however, he isn’t opposed to inflicting pain upon you when he sees fit. if he feels as though you’ve earned a spanking, he’ll bend you over his knee and demand that you count each one. if you want him to be rough with you, the best way to do so is by acting incredibly innocent. he gets off on being able to tear into that innocence, to make you his dirty girl. he loves when you dress up in the cutest, most delicate lingerie sets and bat your eyelashes, knowing he’s going to rip the set into small strips of flimsy fabric. he’ll make you so good—make you cum so many times—your legs will ache the next day.

T A E Y O N G

when it comes to being in charge, taeyong loves testing your limits. he wants to see how much you can tolerate before drawing the line, what lengths you’re willing to go to in order to keep him happy. choking is one of his favorite ways to test this. he definitely knows when to stop (and he will without being told to do so), but he wants to see if you do. if he has to stop on his own just to keep you safe, he’ll click his tongue quietly. “what did i say about the safeword, whore?” he’ll ask. shaking his head, he’ll add, “use it.” he loves being in charge, and so he’ll often set you up with another member... likely ten or jungwoo. he wants a show, darling. he’ll sit back and watch, giving harsh instructions as his friend fucks you.

Y U T A

such a sadistic dom, yuta knows just how to make you scream. he’s open to anything and everything, which calls for a lot of experimentation; no two nights are ever the same. there are a few things that are consistent though, such as pain and humiliation. he gets off on making you feel small, on seeing those tears stream down your puffy cheeks. he adores the fact that you’ll take everything he feels like throwing your way, no matter how much it hurts. in terms of activities, he most often stuffs your pussy with the soaking panties you’d been wearing all day. he gets so hard seeing them peeking out from your entrance, you just have to do something about the problem you’ve caused.

K U N

though kun can be an much softer dom than some of the others, he definitely has his moments as well. he’s so used to being a leader that he has this sort of demanding/controlling vibe about himself in the bedroom. he doesn’t order you around... instead, he expects you to know what he wants from you. toughness and punishments alike are few and far between, should you behave like you’re supposed to. he loves letting you believe you’re in control, which is something that happens almost every time you ride him. he’ll sit back and watch in amusement as you get carried away, only for him to place his hands on your hips and slow the pace. though it feels like you have a lot of freedom with him, he’s always got control of the situation, whether you’re aware of this or not.

D O Y O U N G

doyoung is another hard dom, one who enjoys watching you struggle through the pain he’s putting you through. his methods, however, tend to deal with too much pleasure or not enough. his favorite way of showcasing this is by denying you all night—watching you beg and cry for just one moment—only to finish you off by forcing you to endure orgasm after orgasm. bratty behavior is one thing he won’t tolerate, and so this is typically how he deals with you when you’re feeling especially demanding. since you want it so bad, he’ll give it to you. and as you’re lying on the bed, your makeup a mess as the exhaustion consumes you, he’ll push the head of his cock into your slightly ajar mouth.

T E N

when ten is feeling dominant, it’s all about teasing you. he gets so amused watching you grow restless beneath his teasing touches, he just can’t help himself. to put the icing the cake, he’ll demand that you work for his fingers. suck his cock, give him a little striptease, anything to prove your worth. show him just how much you need him, then he’ll contemplate fucking you with his cock. orgasm denial is a specialty of his, so much that he’s begun to use it on you more and more frequently... even when you’ve been oh so good. he’ll use his tongue on you—make you think you’ve earned such a sweet treat—only to pull away at the last second. your juices dripping down his chin, he’ll cock his head to the side and feign innocence. in a sweet voice, he’ll ask, “did you really think i was going to let you cum, babygirl?”

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[btswritings1998]

I hate u, I love u (Jhope au)

Hoseok x Reader

Genre: angst/ fluff

Summary: Hoseok was my soulmate. He had been since the moment I had met him in dance school. He loved me, yet he had another soulmate. No matter how happy we were and how many promises we both made, if she needed him, he always ran. I wondered, Was two soulmates ever a thing? The answer became clear on the day he fully walked out my life. Only thing is, what was I supposed to do now that I found out some life changing news?

Song recommended for this part: i hate u, i love u by Gnash.

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“So is that why you came back?” I say

“What do you mean?” He questions

“You only came back to tell me how much you love me, only to grab your things and leave again.” I tell him

He puts his luggage down and moves closer to me. I take a step back without realizing it and I see the glimpse of hurt in his eyes. The very brown eyes that used to look at me with such love now look at me with pain.

“You know that’s not what I mean to do every time. You know I love you and you know how much I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” He says now looking down at the cream carpet we both stood on

I stayed quiet. To be honest I didn’t know what to say to him anymore. All the promises we had made slowly got torn down one by one and here we were at the last one. Again, getting torn down.

“If you leave...if you walk out that door Hoseok, you can’t come back. Yes you love me, but you love her the most.”

“You know that’s not true. You know you’re the only one my heart loves and will always love.” He says

Something about his words sound so sincere, but when you’ve gone through what I’ve gone through it becomes hard to differentiate sincereness and lies. I was done with the pain. I walked around him as tears start falling down my cheeks. I open the door

“You only ever brought me pain and I’m sick of it. Have a good life with her Hoseok.” I say avoiding eye contact

I knew if I looked at him I would die from the biggest heartbreak of my life. I couldn’t break now. I had to be strong for both me and the baby....

It had been two years since I last saw him. Last I heard from Yoongi, one of his best friends, he had gotten married to her. The news broke my heart, but I knew that is what was going to happen. After all I did pretty much send him into her arms. It was okay though. I had focused on my baby and after birth I finished dance school like how I had always said I was going to.

I looked at the little babygirl resting her head on my lap. She was still so tiny and I couldn’t believe it was about to be two years since I had her. He left that day, I had just found out that I was pregnant....

I was about to tell him the news when he came rushing into his and my room. He seemed frantic. He was searching for clothes not even acknowledging that I was standing at the restrooms doorframe excited to tell him the news. He finished packing a bag only then to turn towards me. Tears were forming in his eyes. I hid the stick behind my back. My excited smile quickly faded and the shine in my eyes went dull. I automatically knew what this was about. It was her, it was always her. Anger ran through my veins as well as pain. This was nothing knew to me,both him and I had been through this countless of times, yet it still hurt like hell like the very first time. He stood there not knowing what to say, but his eyes said it all. She needed him and like always he was going to rush into her arms.

“It’s her isn’t it?” I barely mumble out

His eyes shifted from me to the floor as he nodded

“What could she possibly need from you now Hoseok?” The words fell out my mouth like daggers coming at him

I was pissed and when I was pissed, I was the most ruthless person you’ve ever met.

“Come on, you know it’s not like that my love. You know I have to be there for her as much as I am for you.” Hoseok said trying to make sense of the whole situation

“....You know I have to be there for her as much as I am for you.”

The words replayed in my head over and over in that instance. Did he just say that to me? As if I meant the same to him as she did to him.

“You know I love you so so much, but you know what happened between her and I. I have to go. I’ll be back.” He picked up his luggage and started to walk away

I moved from the restroom doorframe walking closer to him. My feet allowing me to step onto the cream carpet. I wanted to spit out the words that I was going to have his baby. I held back though and words of anger came out instead...

I had told him to have a nice life with her. That was the last thing I told him and it haunted me. I remember crying for days not wanting to eat let alone shower. Jungkook came around often bringing Taehyung trying to cheer me up with games and food and stories. Much to my surprise, it often worked until they left then I felt empty again. Jungkook and Tae, well, they had been my best friends since I was little and they had grown very fond of Hoseok. They warned me from the start that it was a dangerous game I was playing. Yoongi, who had known Hoseok since they were little, due to them being neighbors, knew what Hoseok had with that girl. He also warned me, but I still didn’t listen.

They had met in kindergarten and grew up together, she was his soulmate. Yet, she betrayed him again and again. She was the only one he had ever known. Until, he met me. He would tell me I was his other soulmate, the one he was truly destined to be with. I always wondered how that worked. Was more than one soulmate ever a thing? I kept replaying the question in my head the whole relationship. He was mine, but was I really his?

“Mami?” The little girl on my lap barely muttered the words

I instantly shook all the thoughts out my head.

I look down at her and smiled “Is my little stinky ready to eat?”

She nodded and I giggled. I sat her up on the couch and started to play the movie. She loved watching The Little Mermaid. I mean her name was Ariel, because that was always my favorite movie too.

“I’m going to go cook my love stay right here.” I say

As I’m heading to the kitchen the doorbell rings. My heart races. Jungkook and Taehyung usually just open it because they’ve had a key for the longest.

I hesitate to turn around and open the door. Yet my feet carry my body towards the door before I realize it.

I take a deep breath as I open the door.

“Jungkook! Tae! You scared me.” I say

“Sorry dinglehead over here forgot his key at the house and we didn’t realize it until we were in your parking lot.” Jungkook stated

You laugh and welcome the boys in. Automatically they run to the baby girl watching the movie with her. They had been very good uncles to Ariel despite them being busy all the time.

“You guys got here just in time I was about to make Ariel dinner and then maybe make myself something too.” I say

“Why don’t we just go out to eat. You haven’t left the house in days babe. Plus Ariel looks like she needs some sun.” Taehyung states

“Taehyung I’m broke... they fired me from work, remember?” I say

“We’ll pay. It’s the most I can do for you.” Jungkook chimes in

I nod my head and head to the room to get clothes for Ariel and I. I always tried not to take long getting dressed. Especially when it came to going out with Tae and Jungkook. I tried my best to put on make up and simple jeans with a cropped black hoodie. I ended up giving Ariel matching jeans and a black hoodie also.

“Okay let’s go.” I say as I came back into the living room

Moments later we were sitting in the restaurant ordering our food.  

“I’ll have chicken strips and French fries please. Actually two but one kids meal for the baby. Please.” I say as the waiter takes our orders

“You say please every five seconds.” Jungkook says

I scoff and giggle. 

“So what if I do. I’m just very polite,” I pout

“Yeah, more like anxious.” Tae mumbles

Through the first half of our dinner we laughed and talked about how the past few years of our life had gone. Tae had started to paint and travel the world showing his art. Making him a famous painter. Jungkook well, he did YouTube and became a huge director. Most of the time he would vlog or I would do some videos with him. I, well I stayed at home with Ariel most of the time except when I needed to work. At those times my mom took care of her for me.

“Yeah well being a single mother wasn’t exactly in my plans, but it’s the way things worked out.” I stated as we started walking out the restaurants door

As I bump into a person in front of me almost dropping Ariel.

“Watch where you’re going ass-” I say as I look up to who I bumped into “-hole.”

“Did you say single mother?” A voice I hadn’t heard in a while rang through my ears

I tensed up as I stared at the the figure of the voice whom I just had called an asshole. My heart quickly dropped to the pit of my stomach.

“Hoseok.” I say

I hadn’t spoken his name in years and I was not ready for this type of pain yet again.

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[daebak-dreams]

⚠️𝘠𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦! 𝘉𝘛𝘚⚠️ 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦

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S E O K J I N

It would come as no surprise that whenever you were around someone else, he just didn’t quite like it. He was never fond of others gawking your way, let alone trying to get your attention. But the minute that you gave that person attention right back, he immediately grew hostile. He understood that your job required to do just that, and he held himself back from protesting about it, but he just wouldn’t be able to do that upon seeing you tending to a patient in the waiting room as he was getting ready to be discharged, who was clearly flirting with you. You might have not been flirting back yourself, but just seeing you, giggling at his remarks was enough to go over there, wrap his hand around your wrist and pull you behind him in a swift motion. His glazed-over eyes starred at him blankly, as a sinister smile crossed his face. He would make sure that he new who you belonged to as he took a closer step towards him in a threatening manner.

“May I ask why you’re touching my girlfriend so suddenly? Do you not know who I am? Hm?”

N A M J O O N

He would never do anything that would jeopardize your happiness and he knew very well that you were happy with your job. Even if he didn’t like the idea of you being around so many different people all the time, he held back his selfish needs for you. He loved you that much to put you above him and anything else. But it grew especially difficult when he started to notice the particular person who had been there for a few days, start to strike up a conversation with you more and more when he would go visit you at work. He was angry everytime he saw him and his ‘dumb’ face, but he also felt sadness too; Wondering if you had wanted to be with him instead, and this would make his more manipulative side peak. He didn’t like showing that side to you, but he didn’t want you going to work anymore, at least not there. There was days where he suggested you switch hospitals, but you tried to tell him that he would only be there for a dew more days. But it wasn’t good enough. He wanted you to stay there with him.

“Well if that won’t work, then let me..I’ll support you so you don’t have to go to work..I just- I just can’t let you go back there..Not with him...”

Y O O N G I

He waited for you in the waiting area, since you were almost off work, and it was routine to pick you up, and go get dinner afterwards, but things seemed to take a little longer than expected which made him teem with worry. Though, that feeling of worry, soon turned into anger as he got up and paced around, hoping he would get a glimpse of you, and sure enough he did. There you were,stopped in the hallway behind the double doors leading towards the other wing of the building, talking to some other man, who seemed to be a patient there. The way you smiled as he reached out to you made his anger heighten. He saw the way this person looked at you and he didn’t like it one bit, so he didn’t the only thing he could think of doing, and that was to charge towards the double doors, pushing past them. Of course, this area was restricted to those who weren’t visiting or staff, so some nurses nearby protested by going over to hold him back and try to pull him away, as he tried to swipe a fist at the man in front of you.

“Who the fuck do you think you are talking to my girl!? Get away from her!”

H O S E O K

He wouldn’t be outright upset about it, but instead he would let his anger fester. He wasn’t really comfortable about you going to work, being around all these men, from the doctors and nurses, to the patients too. But when you had caught a certain patient’s attention, that’s when he would direct his anger he bottled up towards him. Even knowing you had a boyfriend, he was still brazen enough to flirt with you? Not on his damn watch. The thing about Hoseok, is he wouldn’t directly do anything, at least not with you around. He wanted you to think he was nothing but a heavensent, but the thing you didn’t know, that when you turned your attention from him, that’s when his true self showed. And that’s exactly what happened with this man. He studied him, from afar whenever you were with him, which soon turned into knowing his full name to where he lived. When the time was right that’s when he made his move. You were surprised when he suddenly asked you about that one man from the hospital who was pursuing you over lunch one day. You were surprised by his sudden interest in that, knowing about his jealously and told him he was discharged, but imagine your surprise if you found out what really happened to him.

“(y/n) is mine and mine alone..There’s only one way to stop all of this..”

J I M I N

Seeing you talk and be around others, making his heart hurt. Literally. He always ended up getting this pain in his chest and feeling of dread when it came to you going off to work. He too had work to keep him and his mind occupied, but it still wasn’t enough to make his worry stop. So he decided one day that he would pop in on you at work, it was almost the end of the day anyways,so he thought he could pick you up today. There was a pip in his step and smile on his face as he jingled his keys in his hand as he walked up towards the clinic where you worked. Soon his happy exterior faded away as you came in to view, but not only you, but some man as well, who was teasingly poking at you. He felt sick to his stomach again, but this time, he was sure he would vomit or pass out right then and there. He quickly shook the feeling off as he walked up to the both of you, and grabbed your arm, leading you to the car. He never stopped, no matter how much you yelled at him in question. He just wanted you home, and when the both of you did get there, that’s when he would show how he truly felt about the situation. 

“Come here baby..I’m going to make sure you forget him and anyone else once we’re through..The only name you’ll remember is mine..”

T A E H Y U N G

This boy would be the most extra and erratic, even if it was in public. Upon waiting nearby the front desk for you to be finished at work, he noticed you were slowing your walking pace from the corner of his eye. As he turned his head that’s when he noticed the man who was leering nearby. He would take a deep breath as he noticed he was just a patient and maybe had some questions for you before you left, but the minutes he realized what he was asking for, which was a date, that’s when he slammed his hand against the desk and fully turned around. He starred his down before walking to the both of you. Immediately,  he would get in his face and start shouting. Even if you pulled on his arms or away, he wouldn’t budge until he got his point across. As much as he wanted to hurt this guy, he knew that if he did in front of everyone, he would possibly get arrested, or kicked out and not allowed there anymore, which would just make the two of you spend more time apart, which is something he did not want; So the only thing he could think of doing would be to scream at the top of his lungs.

“Do you see Nurse (y/n)!?! She is my baby! And she will not be going on any date with you, or anyone else, in this lifetime or the next, got it?!”

J U N G K O O K

As serious as he was, he also knew how serious your job was to you, so he made sure to keep himself from getting too overprotective of you each time you went to work. But when he started to find out from some of your co-workers up at the front desk about this stranger who suddenly started flirting with you after tending to him, that’s when something inside of him snapped.They teased him about it, not knowing about his tendencies, but it was a mistake. He knew you to be the most beautiful woman in the world, so he knew with that came the burden of other men chasing after you. But he decided to see it for himself. So one day at work he came to bring you lunch only to see you talking to this man who gave you a slip of paper, which had his number written on in. Right then and there, he walked over to you, stood behind you and reached over to yank the paper from his hand before you could grab it, and ripped it to shred right in front of you and him, before leaning down to plant a kiss upon your head, making sure he knew his place at first. And if he didn’t then he would just have to show him, by pulling you in for a hot steamy kissing session, not giving a damn about anyone watching.

“Babygirl..I brought you lunch, so let’s go eat, okay?”

-Admin Bonbori

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[elysian-words]

lessons i am trying to teach myself this year:)

1. when people take, give. stop thinking about it! stop! don’t u dare think about that ONE bad thing in your life, that ONE person who was rude to you, that ONE embarrassing moment today that made you feel insecure. JUST STOP!! you can’t change things that’ve already happened. you can’t change people. you can’t make someone see the value in you. you can’t make someone be your friend. all you have to give is kindness, let it overflow and touch everyone you meet. i promise you, if you stay kind and treat every person you meet like they’re worthy of your respect and time, good things will come to you. stop stressing over things, say a prayer that it works out and move on.

2. you are capable. i know it feels impossible right now. i know your circumstances aren’t ideal and i know you struggle with obstacles like social anxiety and stress. i know it’s hard but it’s getting better. i see little changes in you. i see you getting better. i see you taking that bad situation and using it to your advantage. i see you grinding. i see you spreading love to people who’ve been fake to you. i see you trying and learning and overcoming on your own and that’s just all you can do sometimes. you’re growing. don’t ever let anyone’s comments or actions stunt your growth. you’re going to get past it. you’re going to forget about it. you’re doing all you can, the rest is up to God. i see you, baby. you’re changing. you’re maturing. you’re becoming better because of that pain, because of that loss, because of that disappointment. you’re gaining from that, don’t ever confuse the opportunity to grow with an impossible obstacle. i’m so proud of you!

3. God has, and will continue, to bless you unconditionally. i know it’s hard to see the ways you’ve been blessed, but i promise you, you have so many more opportunities than so many others out there. you have endless potential. you can do anything. God has blessed you throughout your entire life. when god gave you trials this past year, when he put obstacles in your path, he made SURE you had the tools to overcome them. the proof is in you, babygirl. you made it. you’re here. you’re living and breathing and doing the best you can do with what you have and it shows. i know it’s hard right now. i know it feels like God is against you. i promise you he isn’t. i promise he has good things planned for you. think of it like a garden. you are the garden and he is the gardener. he wants you to be the best garden you can be. he wants you to grow, he wants you to do amazing things, and he wants you to thrive. in order for you to grow, he has to pull out the weeds. he has to remove people from your life so that you can be the best you there is. he’s going to put you in situations that seem hopeless, and watch you overcome them, learn from them, and become better because of them. he loves watching you grow. he loves blessing you. he has so much waiting for you. so many blessings are coming. take every situation, every disappointment, and every uncomfortable circumstance, and USE THAT to GROW!

4. stop worrying about things that you can’t control. leave it to God. he’s got you. he sees you struggling. he sees how they treated you unfairly. he sees you. he’s going to handle it. he’s going to serve justice. he’s going to make sure that you end up in the right place. you can’t control people. you can’t change them, but God can. let him handle what you can’t. know that things might not work out the way you hope, because he has something so much better waiting. i promise you, he has it all figured out. all you can do sometimes is say a prayer to God asking for his hands to take over what you cannot, and try to move on; focusing that energy on growing, living, giving, and loving unconditionally.

5. stop stresssing. you are living the best years of your life right now. you have all these amazing people around you and each one you can learn from, each one you can make a memory with, each one you can choose every single day to talk to, to check-up on, to be kind to. every person is an opportunity. every person can offer you knowledge. every person has the potential to become your friend. your life is what you make it. your future is what you make it. your grades can’t choose where you go in life. your school can’t choose how much money you make. your career can’t decide how happy you are. you take what you have and you make it better. you take what you’re given, thank God for it, and do amazing things with that. you treat every day like a lifetime; growing and changing and making the most every second. you are a living story. you get to write the book. you get to decide what your life becomes, how happy you are, and how many friends you have. you decide those things. you decide the life you live. you decide your future. one bad grade in a class does not. one boy who hurt you does not. one rude girl does not. every day, no matter how bad you perceive it to be, can be good if you decide it is. look at every new sunrise as an opportunity and every early morning as the start. there’s no need to stress. you’ve got this. you’re working so hard. you’re bettering yourself. it’s natural to let things slip when you’re focused so much on self-improvement. don’t worry about that bad grade. don’t worry about that argument. things happen. life happens. focusing and growing means letting things go, forgetting, and it comes with periods of exhaustion. don’t worry about anything too much. all of this is temporary. life is such an amazing thing, and it will be even better once you realize you have the potential to become anything you want, to have any future you want, to make any amount of money and experience any amount of happiness. this world is yours. this life is yours. all of these things around you are tools to help you live the best life you can. i promise you, you’re so capable and doing so well. i love you. don’t compare your success to anyone else’s because we’re all faced with different challenges and we’re all dealt different cards. you’re doing great. keep grinding. keep doing what makes you smile. you’re going to do so many great things and have so many great memories! be excited every day for what the future has to hold.

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[wydmariana]

well hellooooo beautiful people !! i’m so freakin excited u don’t even know… anyway, i guess i should introduce maself. i’m dani, i’m 19 & i’m from canada aka the est tz. i’m also the ari mascot on the main !! i’m gonna put some info about my babygirl below so pls hmu or like this to plot :~)

a SELENA GOMEZ lookalike was strolling down broadway street in their louis vuitton’s. mariana cavello just had a birthday bash for her twenty second birthday. she has been living in new york city for her whole life. i hear she tends to be reticent at parties, but also kind of quixotic. ( cisfemale & she/her )

☇   ❪    ˚･ﾟ ❛ STATISTICS :

full name: mariana marisol cavello

nickname(s): mari

age: twenty two

date of birth: june 4th, 1996

hometown: new york city

current location: upper east side, new york city

ethnicity: half mexican

nationality: american

gender: cisfemale

pronouns: she/her

parents names: tanner hastings, liliana cavello

orientation: pansexual but she doesn’t like labels

religion: grew up catholic, undecided

political affiliation: democrat

occupation: singer/songwriter

living arrangements: lives in her own mansion in the upper east side

language(s) spoken: english, spanish

accent: american

face claim: selena gomez

hair colour: x (most basic/accurate/but it changes)

eye colour: brown

height: 5″5

weight: 120lbs

build: petite

tattoos: mostly selena’s canon, but x instead of the music note

piercings: x (both ears)

drugs/alcohol/sex: yes/yes/yes

pets: one cat, 5 years old, named sergio - x

astrological chart: gemini sun, cancer moon, scorpio rising

☇   ❪    ˚･ﾟ ❛  BACKSTORY/CURRENT :

mariana was born to tanner cavello (famous hotel owner, entrepreneur, multimillionaire, been on forbes, think bart bass) & lilliana cavello (hispanic model/socialite)

her parents marriage was very much settling, the two of them cared about each other & were excited to start their life together in effort to please their parents and keep their images pristine

they were quick to fall out of love though, if you could say they were even ever in it

once mariana and her brother became teenagers, their dad started having affairs with his employes, the hot, young ones of course. & their mom found out, but confided in a 16 year old mariana about her father’s actions

( sexual abuse tw ) this infuriated mariana, especially considering the hours she would spend waiting outside her father’s office doing homework while his business partners molested her in the empty conference room starting at the age of 14

she never told anyone about it, although she knew her father had known the whole time, remembering how many times he’d interrupt it by summoning his partners for work or a meeting

mariana began absolutely hating her father, while still yearning for his approval, & this went on for 4 years until she turned 18 and got revenge by sleeping with one of her dad’s business partners & allowing his wife to find out

so his wife threatened to tell the media about this little scandal, unless mari’s dad paid them off, which is exactly what he did but not before taking his anger out on mariana & blaming her for the whole mess

she has barely talked to her dad since & moved out right as that whole situation went down. she does her best to avoid family gatherings, doesn’t visit the house to see her parents too often. she does have weekly phone calls with her mom & tries to see her as often as she can, no matter how much she resents her

she got into the party scene around 17/18 as well, and became new york’s resident “wild child rich kid/socialite” in her teen years, so she has that reputation in the media still to this day

her parents have been rich as fuck since the day she was born, so she’s definitely a spoiled brat, never worked a day in her life, had daddy’s credit card whenever she needed it

music had always been a passion of hers though, being her favorite class in school (on days when she would actually attend)

so when she was 20, she started getting back into writing, sold a couple of her songs to artists like zendaya, the weeknd, etc

when she turned 21 she released her first single & album within the same year, began touring, and got to the top of the charts almost right away & gained a huge fanbase, whom she loves

she works hard though, & loves writing and releasing music now and never wants to stop. it’s truly the thing that makes her most happy in the entire world and keeps her sane

☇   ❪    ˚･ﾟ ❛  PERSONALITY  :

mariana can be a brat, to put it simply. she thinks she’s always right about everything & it’s rare you’re ever gonna get an apology from her when she’s done something wrong (unless she really cares about you which….)

she’s lowkey a softie, bc of her cancer moon tbh. she tends to get herself into relationships and then mess them up for the sake of it or because she stops trusting herself to be in the relationship at all

but when she loves someone, she LOVES them, like w every fibre in her body u know?

and she cares fiercely about people, it ends up being a problem for her a lot of the time

she hasn’t worked through her trauma & probably never will, she bottles that shit up tight & doesn’t let anybody know it’s there. the only way she’s ever opening up is if she’s writing, cause she wants that shit to be real

but she’s still gonna hoe it up, catch her in the club trying to get some dick for the night, u know what i mean?

super depressed if we’re being real here. she’s sad, and she has abandonment issues because of her dad. so her mindset is- there’s no forming attachments, because everyone leaves me anyway

( drugs tw ) she loves cocaine, is most definitely an addict (but who isn’t in this city), tequila is her alcohol of choice, but she’ll drink anything you give her & weed is her creative saving grace

she started popping pain pills on her 21st birthday, opioids occasionally & mostly xanax, stuff like that, is most definitely also addicted to those

we love a bitch who doesn’t care about her health!

her management team frowns upon it, but she does smoke cigarettes pretty often, but mostly only when she’s stressed

mariana’s the type of bitch to call the paparazzi on herself, she loves attention. but with her music career now it’s been 10x harder for her to keep her life private, not that she cares. but at least she doesn’t have to call the paps on herself anymore lol

she thinks it’s important to treat people w kindness and respect, but no doubt she’ll be ready to fight a b*tch if she has to…

catch her at any protest that involves saying “fuck you trump”

her instagram is a big mix of stories of her cat, dumb selfies, ig model posts, her friends, career stuff & political posts. she’s very active on the gram & snapchat lol

honestly thank U for reading this trash if u didnt...i understand. catch her pinterest board for more here & i have a wanted connections page here ! ok bye i love u, plot w me <3

#wealthyhq:intro #heyyyyoo #this ugly im sry #assault tw

[supernatural-squadd]

Flare Guns

Winchester daughter imagine

Warnings: It's a little bit of a heart poker

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Another day, another hunt, and another split life second where it was possible to loose it all. You didn't ask to be a Winchester, but then again, nobody really does. By some unruly and unwanted circumstance, your mother didn't want you and planned on an abortion, but your stubborn and hard headed father Dean begged her to let you live. He swore to her that she'd never be in your life and you wouldn't be in hers if that was what she wanted, he never really thought or imagined how that critical life altering choice would affect you. All he knew was you were apart of him, you carried his genes, and more importantly, you carried his heart in your tiny form that was yet to be born.

The day you were born was like no other in the Winchester family life. The hospital waiting room was held with love of what little of the family remained. From the second she gave birth, your mother turned you away. Not wanting to hold you, or look at you, or even feed you, but there was daddy Dean through it all. Through every cry in the middle of the night, every dirty diaper, every painful tummy ache, there he was.

As you grew, there became the painful cries and tears in need of a mother formed a sorrow Dean couldn't fill, and it pained him so deeply that he couldn't fill the whole forming in your chest and soul. People came and went in your life, not necessarily females, but other hunters who died in the life. This all taught you one thing: this life only took, it never gave, and it always…always ended in a death.

Sam and Dean were just finishing up their "work", as usual, and you were meant to stay in the bunker until their safe return. Sometimes they'd be gone a day or two, sometimes it'd be more like a week. Of course you got updates on the case they were working, being seventeen, they trusted you as a backup only in extreme situations. Those extreme situations usually wound up with a heated argument between you and your father, with you scolding him for not being safe and yelling that you hated how he put his life on the line. This hunt would end the same way.

They'd been gone for five days, minimum communication, leaving you scared and in a short panic which quickly subsided once they returned.

"Five days with no call, no text, but hey, glad I didn't see your dead body in the news." You first allowed Dean to walk into the main room after he descended from the staircase before you began to speak.

Easily he set down his bag before he turned around and brushed past you again, giving you a light smile before he tried to make his way to the kitchen.

"I promise I'll text or call more next time." He calmly stated, not seeing the big picture or realizing how much his action in this matter affected you.

Immediately you scoffed and shook your head, "Dad, listen to me-" you started with an aching rasp in your voice.

"We got a little to caught up, next time we'll-"

"Stop!" You yelled at him, catching him off guard as you grabbed his arm and made him stop dead in his tracks to look at you. "You're not listening to me, stop and listen to me." As your throat swelled with sadness so did the watery droplets in your eyes.

"There won't always be a next time, Dad. How many times do I have to worry if I'll ever see you again?" Dean stopped as you spoke, frozen by your words and intimate fear resting in your eyes. "First it was Ellen and Jo, then it was uncle Bobby, and Rufus, Kevin, Charlie, not to mention all the times you've either died or turned all demon on us. I can't loose you forever, I can't. You're all I've ever had, all I've ever known."

Dean couldn't help but fail to hold back tears as he tightly embraced you. His height was a perfect match to yours where your ear lay just above his heart, and you could hear how it pounded and cried for the unknown pain he'd caused you.

"I'm so sorry." He whispered while hugging you before he pulled away to look you in the eyes momentarily. "Babygirl, I'm so sorry…"

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[imaginexwwe]

Options (ROMAN REIGNS)

Roman request for anon

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Roman cheats on Reader with ring announcer JoJo: ANGST/FLUFF

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Warnings: SLIGHT CURSING

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I was at my sister’s house when the news broke online.

Roman Reigns cheating on long time girlfriend, with WWE ring announcer JoJo?

I closed my eyes taking in a deep breath.

Hoping that this was some kinda of sick trick that my eyes were playing on me.

I mean, it is two in the morning, so maybe I could be having some kind of delusional episode.

That’s a thing right?

Letting out that breath, I slowly reopened them, glancing back at my screen again.

Nope, still the same.

My mind then came up with, that maybe this tabloid site isn’t reliable.

I have heard about many celebs that diss it, for putting out false information, or accusations.

So maybe that’s it.

Typing in Roman and JoJo Offerman into the Google search bar, I once again repeated my actions by taking in a deep breath.

Why?

I don’t know maybe I hoped it could somehow make the situation better.

Or even disappear, like I was suddenly waking up from a dream.

Well nightmare, considering how much of a toll this is already taking on me.

And it hasn’t even been a good hour.

As soon a my search loaded, there it was again, but this time it was more information.

Some with pictures of Roman and JoJo.

Roman and JoJo spotted kissing click here.

And like a fool I clicked.

Not even thirty seconds after the first picture popped up, that my tears formed in my eyes.

How could he do this to me? I wondered.

He doesn’t even come off as the type of guy to hurt someone he says he loves.

But I guess that was just my foolishness again.

Wanting to so desperately believe him, not seeing the truth that could’ve been there all along.

Being blind.

Until I was forced to see it.

Forced to face reality.

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The next day, I flew out to Roman on the first flight I could get.

He may see it as a surprise and it may be, but it’s an unpleasant surprise if anything.

“Hey, Truth. Is Roman around?” I said faking the best fake smile I could, to R Truth.

The wrestler shook his head. “He’s at the guy.”

I mumbled a quick, “oh” in response.

“I think I remember the name.” R Truth began. “It’s–”

I forced a laugh. “I think I know the one but thanks.” I said, turning around to leave the arena.

There was only one guy Roman always sent to while he was in California.

And thank goodness I still remembered the way.

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After another long drive, especially because of this mid day L.A. traffic, I finally got to the gym.

Please let him be here, I thought.

Mainly cause if he wasn’t that meant I made the drive and dealt with traffic for nothing.

Yes, he is.

I spotted Roman lifting wrights like the pro he is.

Ugh, how many wonderful days i spent coming to the gym with him, pretending to be interested in the workouts but really just wanted to watch him.

“Babygirl.” Roman said with a bright smile on his face. “What are you doing here? I thought you were spending some time with your sister in New York.”

I nodded my head, giving him the silent treatment, for at least a couple of seconds.

“I was but then something made me, fly out to see you.”

A smirk crossed his face. “Was it you missing your man too much?”

He would assume that.

But of course, because that was the reason behind all my impromptu visits.

“Nope.” I mumbled causing the smirk to quickly fade. “It’s cause I’m pretty sure my man’s fucking around behind my back.”

Like 100% sure.

Roman frowned, as if knowing exactly what I was talking about. “Y/N, she… that was nothing. I promise it’s nothing going on with me and JoJo. I wouldn’t do that. You know me.”

Funny how I was trying to convince myself the same thing, just last night.

And now here I am, standing in front of him, ad he tries to convince me the same.

“Roman, you were kissing her.”

He hung his head in shame, before continuing to try and get me to understand him. “I’m not gonna lie and say I didn’t, but what I am trying to say is that it wasn’t me–”

“Roman, how wasn’t it you?”

“Mentally Y/N. It wasn’t me mentally. I wasn’t in my right mindset. It was like for those few seconds my mind wasn’t catching up with my actions.”

Just like my mind’s not really registering this, whatever the he’ll it is he’s telling me.

Or trying to.

If only I wasn’t just as confused as him.

Five minutes ago, when I walked in here I was set on what I wanted to do.

I wanted to end things and hopefully never look back.

No regrets.

I wanted to be able to walk away knowing that u had made the right desicion, even if that decision meant giving up on a seven year love.

But now, I’m torn.

I have this man, who up until now had been the man of my dreams, who made almost every fairytale that I’ve known as a little girl, and still kinda believes in to this day, come true.

And he’s made one slip up.

But should I really punish him for it, to the extreme of breaking up?

Or is some love really worth the fight?

Is Roman worth the fight?

Worth me looking the other way like it never happened?

I sighed. “That picture I saw hurt, and I don’t know if I can just ignore it–”

Roman tried cutting me off, with some remorseful talk.

“Let me finish. Please.” I said holding up a finger to shh him. “But I love you, with every part of my being and I want to be with you, so I’m going to try for us.”

I swear I saw a tiny glint of light, flash in his eyes as I spoke the last part of my sentence.

“And like you said, even though I already knew, that’s not you. You’re not some guy that plays with women so if this was just some slip up after a drunken night or whatever.” I narrowed my eyes at him trying to intimidate my much larger boyfriend. “Just don’t let it happen again.”

“I won’t, babe. I promise you that.”

I gave him a small nod. “Good, now I think we need time apart. Not a break up just kinda like a break, you know like Rachel and Ross, minus the part when Ross kissed another woman. You’ve done that enough.”

Once again Roman tried to talk but I again, held up my finger but this time with a smile. “I’ll be waiting for you when you get home.”

And with that, I turned to leave the gym, feeling good about my decision.

Maybe the lesson learned today is that you don’t always have to leave a guy after he slips up.

It’s an option.

But who said it has to be the only option?

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Not every cheating fic has to have a bad ending right? 💭

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