#both being jealous and acting defensive is everything

[melzula]

Can you please write jealous Zuko? It can be however you like😊

a/n: i love jealous zuko! however this ended up being more angsty than i intended😭 hope you enjoy!

summary: a party at the palace leads to a deep revelation for zuko

He was miserable.

The palace didn’t throw parties very often these days, but the recent conquering of another Earth colony was deemed a call for celebration, and so all of the noble families in the Capital City were invited to attend. A grand feast was held and praises were showered upon Ozai throughout the night. It was one of the rare times Zuko didn’t have to worry about his father’s wrath, and so he should have been enjoying himself.

But he couldn’t, not when he could see that across the way another boy was flirting with you right in front of him.

You were Zuko’s everything- his childhood best friend that he’d always held harbored feelings for. During his banishment he thought of you constantly, and upon his arrival he immediately asked you to be his girlfriend. You were sweet and friendly, easily approachable and always able to cheer him up despite his moodiness, you were perfect. And apparently this other boy could see this too.

You smile out of politeness and nod along to the boy’s rambling story about his fire bending skills and high IQ, not very interested in listening but too nice to brush him off. It infuriates Zuko to see someone else take advantage of your kindness, and he’s unable to just sit back and watch any longer.

A harsh hand lands upon the boy’s shoulder, startling both of you in the process. Zuko’s eyes are blazing with fury, his palm scorching the fabric of the boy’s robes and scaring the spirits out of him in the process.

“Can’t you take a hint? She doesn’t want to talk to you!” the Prince bellow angrily, prompting a few guests nearby to turn their heads curiously towards the commotion. A bit embarrassed at the sudden attention, you gently pull Zuko’s hand away and drag him out to the gardens before he can escalate the situation any further. The last thing you need is for him to cause a scene at his father’s party.

“What?” Zuko says defensively as you wordlessly walk through the palace hallways. “I was helping you!”

“You were acting jealous again,” you chide gently.

“No I wasn’t!” He argues defensively only to shrink under your pointed gaze. “…I was.”

“I love you, Zuko, but I don’t love how jealous you can get sometimes. I’m your girlfriend, don’t you trust me?”

“Of course I do!” He interjects quickly, almost offended at the notion.

“Then what is it? Why do you act this way?”

Zuko is silent, his eyes casted sullenly to the floor as you patiently wait for his answer. You take his hands in your own and give them a reassuring squeeze to let him know you’re there for him, and the act seems to coax him out of his stupor.

“I’m afraid you’ll change your mind about being with me, and once the right guy comes along you’ll realize you’re better off without me,” he admits quietly, almost ashamed to voice the thought out loud.

“Zuko…” you utter sadly, heartbroken at the fact that he could even believe such a thing.

“Why do you want to be with a boy who’s been exiled from his own country before? Whose own father burned his face? Who’s so messed up in every way possible?”

Gently carefully cupping his face in your hands, you tilt his head upward to meet your sincere gaze. His eyes are glossy with tears he refuses to let fall, and your heart aches for the poor boy before you. You wish you could take away all of his hurt in agony, but you can’t, so you do your best to take away his insecurity instead.

“I wish you could yourself the way I see you,” you tell him lovingly. “You are more than enough for me, more than I could ever ask for. You’re strong, you’re brave, you’re smart. You’re you. I love you, Zuko. No one’s ever going to get into the way of that.”

He says nothing in response but simply yanks you into his arms for the tightest hug you’ve ever possibly received. You know he isn’t the best at words or emotions, but his embrace conveys that he is grateful for every word to come out of your mouth.

He knows he may be jealous at times, but he also knows that he doesn’t have to be anymore.

Because you’re not going anywhere.

| atla tags: @sirkekselord @niktwazny303

| zuko tags: @thebluelcdy @royahllty @the-firebender-girl @ilovespideyyy @yiyibetch @eridanuswave @lammello @a-monsters-love @knaite-solo @taeeemin

#zuko #zuko x reader #zuko imagine #prince zuko #prince zuko x reader #prince zuko imagine #atla #atla x reader #atla imagine #avatar the last airbender #request

[maxidentscene]

puppy love

⚘ genre. fluff

⚘ members. ot8

⚘ synopsis. the kids are lovesick! they’ve caught themselves up in a big fat crush and act like total fools

chan wants to figure you out

As the person who’s caught his interest, you’ve become a constant thought in the back of his mind. Would you like the track he’s working on? Do you think this pullover looks good on him or should he pick a different color? What are your thoughts on ice cream and cake and every other desert on the planet?

Basically, he wants to know everything about you. He wants to know the way your mind works, he wants to pick you apart and find more things to adore about you. Because of this, he’s always asking for your opinions on the most miscellaneous things

“Hey,” he hikes your legs up from where they’re resting on the couch to make room for himself before plopping them in his lap. “Do you think I could beat all of the guys in a swimming relay? All of them.”

You thoughtfully hum and take note of the dopey smile on his face, dimples on display, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “If I say no?” You tease back playfully, leaning into the soft cushions of the couch

The disappointed shake of his head makes you giggle and you decide to just entertain him. “Yes, I think you could beat them all,” you start, stopping to think for a moment. “But there’s no way you could beat me.” Even if it were a lie, it was worth it to watch Chan’s face light up as he laughed

lee know gets oddly jealous even if he shouldn’t

Minho is trying to be reasonable about these feelings that have been rapidly growing for you. Instead of stressing, he’s taking his shot at enjoying and welcoming the feeling of infatuation

This isn’t an easy thing to do when his losers for group members hang with you just as much as he does. You’re familiar and friends with all of them, but sometimes Minho really can’t find it in himself to be rational about your proximity with everyone else

It’s not a raging jealousy, nothing that makes him act out and cause a scene. It’s subtle, whether it be letting out an annoyed sigh to the members when they get too close or being quick to steal the seat that’s next to yours when out to eat

A perfect example would serve to be right now, Seungmin jokingly draping his body over yours because he was oh so tired from the ‘rough’ practice Minho enforced upon them today

Sure, he was just being friendly and comfortable with you, but that didn’t stop Minho from softly kicking the back of Seungmin’s shin to get him to stand up straight. “Get walking before we leave you here.” When the younger shot him a knowing look, he only shrugged in response

changbin simply can’t crush

Honestly, it would be an obvious crush if anything. You’re fully aware that Changbin has a crush on you, it’s a growing thing between the two of you that you sort of just slowly build together

In a way, it’s endearing. You’re both pining after each other and it’s sickening to anyone who is watching but in your eyes, it’s perfect. It’s the most fun you’ve had in a while. Dancing around the topic at hand and just flirting back and forth, constantly in each other’s personal space, spending more time with each other than necessary

Changbin has been nothing but sweet to you, taking care of errands with you and talking to you about his day, letting you in on the kind of person he is. Everything about your relationship is being taken slowly, a nice pace that you’ve mutually agreed on

“Why don’t you two just date?” Hyunjin asked from the kitchen counter, sat on the marble and kicking his feet back and forth as he stared at the two of you cuddled up on the couch. Changbin shoots him a glare and he throws his hands up in defense, excusing himself to his room

You didn’t think much of this, knowing that Changbin will talk about that when he’s ready, which he’s assured is soon. It has to be ‘perfect’, or so he says. For now, you’re okay with being his cuddle buddy every weekend

hyunjin keeps his composure (mostly)

You wouldn’t know it, but Hyunjin has a pretty cool and calm exterior for someone with a raging crush on his best friend. Everyone in the world seems to know but you and that’s just because he’s so good at hiding how lovesick he is when he’s with you

It’s totally okay if you take a sip of his drink when you’re thirsty and it’s more than okay when you slip on one of his beanies because you feel like you’re having a bad hair day at the dorm. It’s very very okay if you’re just so cold that you have to hug Hyunjin and let him shield you from the winter air, tucking your hands into the pockets of his hoodie to meet his own

At least that’s what you think. For fuck sake, he’s a mess every single time. Every little thing you do has him reeling, his heart is pumping so hard you’d think Changbin convinced him to join in on cardio day. He’s thankful that you can’t feel his pulse or see the way he’s shaking ever so slightly when you’re too close

“Hyune, can I stay over tonight?” You asked with a frown, defeat written all over your face and he can only blink back at you, silently asking for an explanation. “I think it’s gonna snow pretty bad tonight.. I don’t wanna drive in that.”

Yeah. You’re gonna be the death of him, one way or another. He really needs to get this whole crush thing sorted out immediately

han literally does not know how to act around you

Even though he’s a nervous ball of…. nerves around you, he still manages to act as normal as possible. Even after all of the time you’ve spent together, which can be chalked up to almost a year, he still finds his hands clammy when he’s left alone with you

Truth is, it’s easy to talk to you and he likes everything about you. Jisung wants nothing more than to spend endless time with you, learn what you like and don’t like, maybe take you out on a date eventually, he doesn’t even care if that sounds like he’s getting ahead of himself

“You did so good out there Sung, you literally lit up the stage!” You showered him in compliments after a performance, knowing how insecure he was feeling before he went on. You noticed the way his mouth slowly fell open, visibly stunned, and found it adorable

It’s getting easier, of course, it’s only natural considering you see each other almost everyday. He’s able to hold conversation for longer than 2 minutes at a time and he can actually manage looking right into your eyes when he talks to you

“Ha, uh, you’re welcome, I mean thanks!” He’s sure that he’ll always be a little shy around you and he doesn’t see it as a bad thing. You make him want to produce so much word vomit that he actually thinks it’s cute, the effect you have on him is insane

felix showers you in gifts

Felix is a gift giver! Probably the biggest gift giver in the world, he loves to spend money just as much as he loves to shower the people he loves in presents. Of course, he knows that gifts are superficial and they don’t always mean everything, but it feels good to get you things that you talk about a lot

Every single time, Felix manages to totally surprise you. He’ll give you a pretty gift bag on a really bad day that makes you instantly light right back up or he’ll take you out to dinner on nights where you ramble about wanting to go out and do something

“This is the one… right….” His freckled face heated up as he realized that he may have bought the wrong item for you, feeling uneasy about your facial expression. Little did he know that you were damn near in tears because he managed to, yet again, catch you off guard

It had been a messy day and all you wanted to do was crawl into bed. It was like a domino effect, one bad thing simply led to another and you were at your breaking point

But, when Felix showed up to your door with a brand new heating pad because you were complaining about your back, you about burst into tears. “No. God, no, come in Felix,” you stepped aside, making sure to wrap him up into a thankful hug as soon as the door shut behind you

seungmin wants to be in your personal bubble

After years of knowing you, Seungmin is more than comfortable with you. He sits himself in your lap, he snuggles up to you when he’s sleepy but can’t go to bed yet, he snakes an arm around your waist to sway with you when a familiar song plays in whatever shop you’re visiting together

But, these aren’t really just random touches at all. Sure, he’s like this with his members and other people he’s close with, but you’re a little different. He loves your space, he loves being close to you and maybe he’s touchy on purpose

“What’s the deal?” Your eyebrow shoots up in suspicion as your peace is interrupted. You were laying on your belly, reading something on your phone when Seungmin sighed and draped himself across your back playfully. “A mattress? Is that all I am to you, Seungmin?”

“A comfy mattress,” he corrected you with a giggle when you reached behind your back, hoping to find his mouth so you could shut it. Instead of that, you found his hand instead, the sound of Seungmin’s cooing making you roll your eyes

“Aw, if you wanted to hold my hand, you could’ve just said so,” he mocked before grabbing it and refusing to let go

jeongin is the biggest tease

You can feel his sharp eyes watching you from across the table, cheeks heating up as he witnesses your struggling. Usually the sauce packet in your hands would be open in seconds, but you swear, your fingers are slippery and the packaging isn’t cut like it normally is and-

“Oh, is it too hard?” Jeongin chirps at your frowning form, smiling with the deepest dimples and gingerly taking the package out of your hands. He can’t help but laugh at the way you smack his arm in retaliation, mumbling about how you ‘almost had it’

At first he exaggerates a struggle, huffing and puffing as if the small foil was way too powerful for him to withstand, but you shot him an icy glare and he pulled it open almost immediately

He could only laugh that breathy laugh that has him gasping for air, shoulders shaking as he got up and dumped the seasoning into your noodles. “That was such a workout,” he stated before fanning himself off with his hand

This sort of behavior would probably piss you off if it were literally anyone else. But Jeongin? He does it right, he teases just enough to get you to bite the inside of your cheek in attempt of hiding a smile

#bang chan x reader #chan x reader #lee know x reader #minho x reader #changbin x reader #hyunjin x reader #han x reader #jisung x reader #felix x reader #seungmin x reader #i.n x reader #jeongin x reader #stray kids x reader #stray kids fluff #stray kids scenarios #stray kids headcanons #stray kids comfort

[hyperfixat]

hai tumblr here is a 600~ (i think) word work w levi and mammon being jealous little demons mwahaha

The lines between Greed and Envy blur.

Greed is the selfish desire for something that is not needed or deserved. Envy is the desire to possess that which others have, and you do not.

Mammon and Leviathan had a… rocky relationship before you came to the Devildom. Levi, always chasing Mammon for the money he owes; Mammon attempting to mend his debts with anime merch. It works, most of the time, but a cycle is cylindrical.

Then in comes crashing the silly little human exchange student. Nothing special, nothing grand, but oh so perfect.

You acted as a caveat on Levi’s side when you took Mammon’s first pact. A pay me back or else mwahaha, for Levi.

Now, listen hard, listen close, Mammon didn’t have to make that pact with you. You realized this. He’s fast. The fastest brother in the house by far. You know he could have snatched his precious Goldie and ran, and you and Levi would be back at square one.

But he didn’t.

Forming the pact brought on a new side of Mammon, one you suspect you’re the first to see since his Celestial Realm days.

He’s warm, and soft, and always there. A little birdie following you around all day. Really, you don’t know how his brothers don’t think he’s an absolute sweetheart.

And after the TSL incident, Levi switched up on you, it was slow at first, but he let his guard drop, and bore his heart.

Mammon loves you; Mammon needs you. You’re everything and more to him.

Leviathan loves you; Leviathan trusts you. He would give you the world.

When Greed and Envy battle, it is not pretty. Two petulant children fighting over a toy.

It began small, as most things do, ‘MC, stay with me’, ‘MC, don’t go,’ ‘MC, don’t invite him.’

But it grew.

It grew and grew and grew until it exploded in a catastrophic hurricane.

Both in demon form, Leviathan and Mammon hold defensive stances, poised against each other. Levi’s tongue periodically flicks out, long and serpent like.

Mammon’s mouth is parted and his breaths are large and slow, while his fang filled mouth glints in the dim Devildom moonlight.

They circle you, but their sights are set on each other.

“Leave them alone, Leviathan,” Mammon snarls. “They don’t want you.”

“As if they’d take a scumbag like you over the Grand Admiral of Hell’s Navy. I am far more competent than you, they’ll be happier with me.”

You’ve never seen Levi like this, normal shy, otaku persona melted away to an older version of himself. The him that held himself high as an Avatar, the him that rules the seas.

(It’s kinda hot, but they’re about to tear the other apart, so that needs to be shoved aside for now.)

“As if,” Mammon scoffs and spits the drool pooling in his mouth. “You can’t act all confident forever, snake. They’ll remember what a loser you are and come running to me.”

Levi bristles and his serpentine tail flicks wildly behind him. His orange eyes flicker into slits for a moment.

“MC, dear heart,” his focus lands on you as his eyes revert. “You’d choose me right?”

“Treasure, don’t fall for it, you know I love ya more than he ever will.”

“Guys,” it’s shaky and pathetic, so you clear your throat and try again. “I love you both, very much. I can’t choose between you.”

“You have to,” Levi frowns.

“It’s not hard, I’m obviously the right choice here, doll.” Mammon’s near hysteric.

Your eyes sting and your frown tugs deeper, “please don’t make me choose.”

Leviathan growls low in his throat, glaring at Mammon. Mammon returns it, eyes flicking between you and Levi.

“Please?”

Mammon has the hardest time denying you anything, out of all the brothers he’s the weakest for you.

“MC,” a whine leaves him.

Levi, sensing the mood shift, ceases his growls. “Share you?”

Greed and Envy are not good at sharing. They both want and want to solely have. But sometimes, there is middle ground that makes stasis worth the while.

#verified hyperfixat post #obey me #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me mammon x reader #mammon x reader #mammon x mc #obey me leviathan x reader #obey me levi x reader #leviathan x reader #leviathan x mc

[sluttywonwoo]

instead of you [part twenty-nine] || l.mh

pairing: [best friend’s brother] lee minho x college!reader ft. han jisung

summary: you didn’t expect to spend your summer pretending to be your best friend’s girlfriend- then again, you didn’t expect to fall for your best friend’s brother, either. 

warnings: swearing, menstruation, minor injury, description of injury, blood, mentions of sex (mdni)

word count: 5.4k

a/n: revamped my tom holland series from my main blog ( @wazzupmrstark ) to try and motivate myself to finish it!!

a/n pt. 2: in this series minho and jisung know how to swim and enjoy it lol also if any old 5sos stans are reading this, they're staying in the same treehouse from The bali trip sdkfhds

series masterlist | early access to the next chapter on ko-fi

“Do you ever think about anything else?” you mumbled in annoyance. 

“Do you want me to be honest?”

You shoved him, glaring hard. “You’re asking to be caught,” you whispered, eyes widening when he didn’t deny it. “What, you want him to find out?” 

“Might be better than sneaking around,” he reasoned. 

“We’d still have to sneak around. Your other brother and your parents can’t know,” you reminded him. 

“Yeah, I guess.”

He didn’t seem convinced. 

“What, do you not like me acting like Jisung’s girlfriend? Are you jealous?”

“That’s not what I meant,” he countered defensively. “I just thought you might feel bad going behind his back.” 

He had you there, the bastard. “You already know I do. But I don’t want to lose my friendship with him over it.” 

“He’s going to find out sooner or later.”

“Why, you’ll tell him?” 

Minho rolled his eyes and sighed in exasperation. Neither of you had the advantage here and he knew that. Telling Jisung meant you’d both lose something. 

You considered telling Minho that you’d also decided that you should stop sleeping together altogether, but he was already moody and you didn’t want to worsen it. You’d tell him later, when he was less defensive. 

-

You slept for eleven hours straight when you finally made it to Bali. 

Everyone was staying in the same accommodation again, but this time it was like a treehouse with separate rooms connected by rope bridges. 

Jisung was relieved that you were finally able to sleep and rewarded you with homemade chili when you woke up. 

“Is it good?” he asked, sliding onto the barstool next to you. 

The kitchen was situated in the middle of the treehouse, sharing space with the common area on the other side of the deck. Despite it being open to the forest, you thankfully hadn’t been visited by any of the bugs or wildlife who might’ve been lured in by the smell of cooking food. 

“Everything you make is good,” you answered, spooning another bite into your mouth. 

“That’s not true.”

“Yes it is.”

“You’ve helped me through a lot of trial and error with recipes, don’t forget.”

You nodded. “You’re right. I suppressed that.”

He rolled his eyes, but grinned nonetheless, pleased that you were enjoying your lunch.

“What are we doing today?” you asked. 

“Still not reading the itinerary, I see.” 

“My bad.”

“We’re going surfing.”

“Wha- I don’t know how to surf!” you cried.

“We’ll teach you!”

“Oh my god, this is a nightmare,” you groaned to yourself. “We’re going to be active all day and you fed me chili? What’s wrong with you?” 

You were half-kidding, mainly annoyed with yourself for not checking the schedule on your own. You shoved the bowl across the counter towards your best friend and stood from the stool. He’d finish the rest. 

“When are we going?” 

Jisung was hesitant to answer, probably knowing you wouldn’t like what he’d say. “In like an hour.”

“Jesus Christ,” you muttered, turning on your heel to run back to your room and change. 

You ran into Felix as you rounded the corner, accidentally bumping your nose on his shoulder. 

“Woah, what’s wrong?” he asked. 

“Ask your brother, I’m not speaking to him right now.”

You brushed past him, only to hear Jisung muttering an explanation behind you. “I don’t know, I just told her what we’re doing today.”

An hour didn’t give you much time at all to get ready. You needed to dig through your luggage to find a bathing suit, find something to wear over it, put sunscreen on- you also needed at least twenty minutes to wrestle with a tampon so that it wasn’t painfully uncomfortable when you walked or sat or did literally anything. You’ve tried using tampons a dozen or so times, and not once has it been a pleasant enough experience for you to want to repeat. You knew people who swore by them, wouldn’t use any other product but you were not one of them. Maybe your pussy was broken, or maybe you were just doing it wrong, but you always dreaded using tampons and this was not an exception. 

Of course you’d get your period when you’re going to the beach of all places. Just your luck. 

You didn’t even want to go surfing, but you weren’t going to be that girlfriend that didn’t participate in family activities, especially since your fear of heights already had you sitting out of things. No, you would be the fun girlfriend that tried new things, that had a good attitude about it. It’s what Jisung deserved. 

The resort that rented out the treehouses was right on the beach so it was just a short walk to the shore. 

Dom and Nikki set up a spot to lounge a few meters away from where the waves were breaking so they could watch you all surf. Nikki had even brought one of her nice cameras to take pictures of you all. “I don’t have anywhere near enough pictures of this trip,” she’d said when the boys protested. They’d appreciate it a lot more when they saw the action shots later on. You watched as she set up a tripod in the sand and adjusted the legs to make the platform level before screwing the Nikon onto the plate.

Minho organized the board and wetsuit rentals at the little hut by the sand dunes that was associated with the resort. He was the most experienced surfer out of the four of you so you let him choose a board for you. After speaking with the guy working the booth they’d both decided on a foam longboard. The thing was huge. You had no idea how you were supposed to handle something so big, but Minho and the guy had assured you that bigger was better for beginners. 

The three boys chose funboards, which were apparently the next size down. You felt a little embarrassed about being the only noob, but you knew you’d be a lot more embarrassed if you tried to use an intermediate board with no experience. You could already see the crowd of people surrounding your lifeless body on the beach.  

“What size wetsuit do you want?” Minho asked.

“Um, I don’t really know how the sizes work,” you admitted. 

Your eyes flitted to the man behind the desk who briefly looked you up and down and said, “I got you.”

Somehow he was able to determine your size just by looking at you because the one he picked fit like a glove. 

“Just put the sleeves over your shoulders like this,” he demonstrated. A quick glance at the lanyard around his neck told you his name was Banyu, at least that’s what was scrawled in the open space in dry-erase marker. “And then pull the body of the suit upwards. The sleeves on your shoulders should create some resistance and help the rest slide on.”

He stepped back to let you do the rest and then showed you how to zip it up. “Like this,” he said again, pulling an imaginary zipper up his back. You did as he did and raised your arm above your head until the zipper wouldn’t go anymore. 

“Perfect! You’re already a natural.”

“I don’t know about that,” you chuckled. “I bet you’ll see me eat it in about ten minutes. Maybe less.”

“Do you need a lesson?” Banyu offered, “I’m off for lunch in like thirty minutes. I’m certified to teach beginners, but I won’t charge you or anything.”

You were about to accept when Minho spoke for you. 

“We’ll teach her, bro. Don’t worry.” He sounded cheery enough, but you could see past the smile that didn’t reach his eyes. 

“You’re not qualified, though,” you pointed out, mostly just to get under Minho’s skin. Banyu shrugged as if to say you had a point, but didn’t add his two cents. “They seem to really want to teach me,” you sighed, “but thank you. Although, if I’m still shit in a couple hours I might just take you up on that. And if I die out there, it’s on you.” The threat was directed at Minho and he knew it. 

“You look great, babe!” Jisung exclaimed suddenly, finally coming to your rescue. He wrapped an arm around your waist and pinched your hip. “Wetsuits are definitely your thing.”

“Ji!” you groaned, cheeks warming. “My entire body is covered.”

“Yeah, but the thing is skin-tight,” he mused cheekily, smirking when you covered your face with your hands. 

“Can we go now?” you hissed.

You were completely mortified to have this conversation in front of a stranger even if it was all part of the act. You’d never be talking to Banyu again, no matter how cute he was.  

“Thanks for everything!” Jisung said brightly and turned to help you with your board. 

It was pretty heavy which you found strange since it was supposedly made of foam. To be fair, it was about nine feet long, which called for a good amount of foam. Still, you were out of breath by the time you reached the edge of the water. 

“He thought you were cute,” Jisung teased once you were out of earshot. 

Felix nodded in agreement but Minho didn’t acknowledge the statement at all. 

“You think that about everyone.” You shook your head and brushed him off. “You’re biased.”

“Okay, but I’m right this time. Even Lix agrees.”

“Yeah, but I’m staying out of this, for the record,” Felix added. 

“Whatever,” you muttered.

The four of you had stopped just in front of the water to make final adjustments when Jisung told his brothers to go on without you, explaining that he’d teach you the basics and that there was no reason to wait up. Minho looked like he wanted to argue but kept his mouth shut and followed Felix out into the waves. 

“You okay?” Jisung asked, checking on you as always. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

“I do want to,” you assured him. You were getting better at lying to your best friend but the thought didn’t give you much comfort.  

Although it wasn’t that you didn’t want to try surfing. Surfing was something you always thought would be cool… to do someday. But you didn’t want to try it now. Learning how with just Jisung might be fun, but here you had an audience and that was what made you nervous.

“I’m just a little nervous.”

“I know. You’ll be fine, though. I’ll be right there with you,” he insisted, taking your hand and giving it a squeeze. You nodded, you trusted him. You trusted Jisung with your life and if he thought you could do it, then you’d give it a shot. “So first things first, you’ll want to wrap that velcro strap of the leash around your ankle so you don’t lose your board when you fall off.” You dropped your surfboard in the sand next to you and did as he said, still listening as he talked. He did the same and placed his board next to yours as he fastened his own leash to his ankle. “You’ve boogie boarded before, right?”

“Yeah. I used to do it a bunch as a kid.”

“Surfing is similar in the way you catch a wave,” he explained. “We’ll paddle out to where Minho and Felix are and when you want to give it a try you’ll paddle with the wave just like you would on a boogie board and stand up when it picks you up and crests.” He huffed and straightened up again, giving you a look. “You’re not going to like the next part.”

“What? Why?”

“We have to practice standing up.”

You immediately understood why he’d said you wouldn’t like it  And he was right. “Right here? On land?” 

“Yes. It’s the most important part of learning.”

You wanted to put up more of a fight but didn’t want to make a scene so you merely grunted in displeasure before mirroring Jisung’s movements and lying flat on your stomach on the board. He showed you how to “pop up” a couple of times before he instructed you to try it yourself. There were only a few aspects of your form that he corrected before deeming you ready to get into the water, something you took pride in. 

“Are you sure you haven’t done this before?” he asked, narrowing his eyes at you as you waded into the ocean together.  

You knew he was just complimenting you to fuel your ego and boost your confidence but you didn’t care. It felt good to hear. 

It took a good fifteen minutes to paddle all the way out to where Minho and Felix were waiting for waves. You were exhausted by the time you reached them. Fighting the current and dodging waves at the same time was a lot harder than you anticipated. Jisung was able to duck dive the waves with his board since it was smaller and he was strong enough to push the nose of it beneath the water, but you were stuck facing them head-on. Every time they’d crash into you the force would send you backward and you were forced to make up the distance by paddling twice as long. 

You weren’t sure how you were supposed to catch a wave and stand up on a board after this… and then paddle back to do it all over again. Why did people do this again?

Minho and Felix greeted you happily when you and Jisung joined them, offering you both high-fives. Felix immediately launched into a story about how he and Minho had wiped out already while Minnho turned his attention to you. He gave your board a nudge with his knee and smiled encouragingly.

“Ready?”

-

“You know you’re supposed to stand up, right?”

“She’s learning, Felix, give her a break!” Jisung yelled defensively. 

You sighed when you finally reached the group again, having paddled all the way back after taking another wave on your stomach. You’d managed to catch a few, you were just having trouble with the standing component, the main component of surfing. 

“You’re doing great, babe,” Jisung added when you rejoined them.

 “You don’t have to lie.”

 “I’m not lying! It’s not an easy thing to learn, just take your time.”

You took a deep breath and nodded, slumping forward on your board like you were hugging it. You closed your eyes as the tide rocked you gently, secretly wishing to be on the shore with Nikki and Dom. You were soaked, cold, and sticky with salty residue left behind by the ocean’s foamy currents. You honestly couldn’t wait to get back to the room and shower but you were trying to stick it out for Jisung’s sake. 

“You okay?” It was Minho, who had somehow made his way over to you. You didn’t bother opening your eyes, not wanting to confront the sight of him in his skin-tight wetsuit any more than you already had to. 

“Peachy,” you replied. 

“Do you want to take a break? I could sit here with you for a while if you want.”

“No, I’ll be fine. I might sit the next round out but I’m okay by myself.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” you assured him. “I like watching you guys have fun.”

“Suit yourself.”

You relayed the same message to Jisung when he offered to take a breather with you, lifting yourself up to watch them catch a few more waves. Minho went first, likely claiming seniority over the twins, followed by Jisung, and finally Felix. Each of them were able to stand for at least a few seconds, usually lasting until the swell subsided. 

“They’re just good at fucking everything, aren’t they?” you mumbled to yourself. 

After Felix wiped out for the third time in a row they paddled back over to you, shouting for you to trade places with him. 

Jisung waved his arms at you like you couldn’t see him from thirty feet away and cupped his hands around his mouth to yell at you. “Come on, benchwarmer, he’s tagging you in!”

“What’d you just call me?” you shouted back.

“You heard me! Get over here, slowpoke!”

Felix gave you an apologetic look as he took his spot beside you and slicked back his wet hair.

“Why do they need a third person?” you grumbled. “Can’t we both take a break?”

He shrugged. “They must think you’ve rested long enough.”

“Whatever. Thanks a lot.”

You were relieved to hear Felix laugh as you paddled away because you were worried he might have taken your sarcasm to heart. 

“Welcome back,” Jisung said warmly and leaned across the space between you to kiss you on the cheek.

It felt a little embarrassing to put on the act in front of Minho who already knew you weren’t actually dating but Jisung didn’t know he knew- and it was all so complicated that you’d rather not think about it at all. Of course, that wasn’t an option so you settled for what was second best, which happened to be pushing everything down as much as humanly possible.

“Call me a benchwarmer again and I’m cooking dinner for a week when we get home.”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry!”

“That’s… a punishment?” Minho asked uncertainly.

 “Yes,” both you and Jisung answered simultaneously. 

Minho nodded unsurely at first, then his eyes lit up as if he suddenly understood. “Right, ramen for breakfast.”

“I can’t believe you remembered that,” you admitted in surprise.

“It’s kind of a hard thing to forget, baby,” Jisung pointed out. You glared at him and he immediately averted eye contact. “Anyway, how should we do the line-up this time?”

Minho and Jisung agreed that you should go second just in case something happened during your turn, that way they’d be able to reach you from either side. Once that was decided, they played rock paper scissors over the first and third spots. Minho won and picked first again. Typical. 

The current had picked up in the time it took to divvy up the line-order, which meant that bigger waves were starting to form in the sweet spot the boys had scoped earlier. Both of the Hans seemed to take this as a positive thing, but it made you even more nervous.

“We need to start before someone comes and tries to take our spot from us,” Minho said. He seemed to notice the anxiety written across your face and softened a little. “We’ll be right there, okay? No need to worry.”

Easy enough to say, you thought to yourself. You forced a smile and gave him a thumbs-up. 

Jisung coached you while you waited for Minho to take his turn. You knew he was trying to be helpful but it wasn’t making you feel any better.

“Remember, once you feel the wave pick you up, pop-up on your feet.”

“I know what to do,” you reminded him, “I’m just scared to do it.”

He rubbed your back soothingly. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay, I know you’re just trying to make me feel better.”

“Don’t think too much about it, okay? Just let your body do its thing. Let your reflexes do the thinking for you.” 

“I don’t know if I can not think about it.”

Your best friend hummed knowingly. “Overthinking is a talent of yours.” He dodged your attempt to splash him, giving you an offended look. “I was just telling the truth!”

“Yeah, well next time keep it to yourself,” you shot. “But I don’t think I was built to surf. I don’t have good reflexes like you guys do. I’ve never been athletic, you know that.” 

“Plenty of people who aren’t naturally athletic become good at sports through practice!”

“Yeah, but I doubt that’ll happen for me in the span of a single afternoon.”

“Not with that attitude it won’t!”

Your shoulders sagged, knowing he was right- at least partially. “Okay, okay. I’m sorry for being a bummer.”

“Don’t be. I know you like to get into that head of yours,” Jisung said with a grin. “We’re supposed to be having fun. You don’t have to stand up at all today if you don’t feel ready. Don’t let Felix’s stupid comment get to you if that’s what it is. He’s an idiot and he doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”

You chuckled appreciatively but your attention was torn away before you could respond. It was Minho calling to you from the shallow end, asking if you were ready. 

“Yeah, sorry!” 

Jisung patted you on the back and gave you a thumbs up. He wished you good luck and gave your board an extra push to propel you in the direction you needed to go. 

You took deep breaths as you paddled out to where Minho had just been before he took his turn. By the time you reached it, your stomach was in knots and you were trying not to think about all the possible ways you could hurt yourself with little success. 

Thankfully, a lot of surfing was a waiting game. You had to wait until you paddled out all the way to the surf, wait your turn, wait for a wave that was strong enough to pick you up. Most of surfing was not surfing in the same way that most of fishing was not catching fish. Unfortunately, though, you didn’t get much of a reprieve once you got into position. The ocean was choppy, meaning good waves were readily available for the taking. 

You didn’t want to wait too long and hold up the boys or risk the chance of getting into your head again, though you weren’t quite convinced you had gotten out of your head, so you took the first big wave that hit.

The first part was easy enough. You’d compared it to boogie boarding, just with a bigger, more awkward board. It was a little more difficult to propel yourself with a surfboard at the speed needed to keep up with the wave due to the sheer weight of it, and you weren’t all that fit, but it was a simple adjustment to make and you caught on to that part quickly. 

You could already feel the adrenaline coursing through you as your board cut through the water. Trying to take Jisung’s advice of doing before thinking, you pushed yourself up onto your knees and then your feet one at a time. It wasn’t the smoothest pop-up, but you’d done it! You’d gotten up and were actually standing on your surfboard. You could barely hear Jisung and Minho cheering over the sound of the rushing water but it made you smile nonetheless. Even their parents were cheering you on from the beach. 

The whole thing lasted maybe a couple of seconds before you lost your balance and fell off but you counted it as a win regardless, especially since water didn’t even go up your nose. When you surfaced, Minho was already making his way over to you. 

“That was great!” he complimented, beaming. “Are you okay? Didn’t hit your head or anything, right?”

“I’m good, thanks. Do you think your mom got the picture?”

Minho laughed. “I’m sure she did.”

You nodded in acknowledgment and tried to lift yourself back onto your surfboard, only for your palms to slip and cause you to fall back into the water. This time you did get water up your nose and you cursed as you ducked under again to try and get it out. 

“Oh shit, what happened?” Minho asked, unable to conceal the mixture of concern and amusement in his voice. 

“I don’t know,” you explained, trying again. Same results. “Fuck me,” you hissed, rubbing your wrist. 

“Right here?” he joked, knowing full well the comment hadn’t been directed at him. 

“Shut up.”

“Can you not push yourself up?”

“I’m trying.”

“I can see that. I wasn’t being condescending, I was genuinely asking.”

“Oh,” you whispered, face warming with embarrassment. “I haven’t had this problem before! I don’t know why I’m having trouble.”

“You’re probably getting tired and sore,” Minho reasoned. “We’ve been out here for a while.”

He swung his leg around so that he could easily slide off of his own surfboard and into the water with you. You were confused until you felt his hands on your waist. 

“Ready, one, two, three-”

You jumped on three and Minho helped lift you back onto your board, this time successfully. 

Your face burned and you couldn’t look him in the eyes. “Thank you.”

“No problem.”

-

“I don’t know how much more of this I can do,” you admitted to Jisung once the rotation was complete and you were back in the line-up. 

Minho was out doing his turn again and you were up next but you could barely keep yourself upright and your muscles were protesting even the smallest amount of movement.

Jisung winced at the stiffness you were exhibiting like he knew what you were feeling. “Yeah, you’re going to be really sore tomorrow. I still remember waking up the day after my first time surfing. Felt like I got hit by a bus.”

“Awesome, can’t wait.”

“We’ll all be feeling it tomorrow, don’t worry. It takes a lot out of you.”

“I’ve gathered that.”

“Why don’t you do one more and then call it a day?” he suggested. “We’ll grab Lix again and you can go rest with mum and dad on the beach until we’re finished.”

Hanging out with just Jisung’s parents didn’t sound all that appealing to you but you figured it would be better than pushing yourself too hard out here and getting dragged up to the shore half-conscious by one of their sons later on. 

It turned out that your next turn would’ve been your last whether or not you wanted it to be. Somehow you had enough strength left to stand up on your board again but then as soon as you wiped out and tried to get up you accidentally stepped on something sharp. You couldn’t tell what it was but it felt like a rock or a piece of coral and it hurt.

You weren’t sure if you were bleeding but the pain wasn’t subsiding so you knew you would need to check it out anyway. 

 The boys knew it was your last turn so they didn’t question it when you swam past Minho all the way to the shore, dragging your board behind you. You hoped they couldn’t see you limping when you got out of the water either. You tried not to make it obvious but it was hard when you were favoring one foot over the other and practically hopping your way up to Nikki and Dom. 

“What happened?” Nikki asked, immediately standing to meet you halfway. 

“I, um, stepped on something out there, I think. I don’t think it’s serious but I can’t put any weight on my right foot so I thought I should get it looked at. Do you know if there’s first-aid anywhere around here?”

She nodded and took one of your hands even though you were dripping wet and she was completely dry. “I’m sure the lifeguards have a kit in their lookouts. And if they don’t have what you need they can point us in the direction of where to find someone who does.”

You let her lead you along the beach to the closest lifeguard chair where the on-duty lifeguard stuck his head into the little booth to call one of the off-duty guards out. You assumed he’d seen you limping up to the stand, knew you’d need help, and recruited backup to deal with you while he kept his eyes on the water. 

 A tan, lanky boy who looked to be about your age popped his head out of the booth and lowered his sunglasses to get a better look at you. He raised his eyebrows as if to ask “what’s wrong”, to which Nikki loosely explained what happened. 

He straightened up from where he had been leaning against the wall to actually come down and assess you, telling you to take a seat on the steps of the stand as he knelt in the sand. 

“What’s your name?”

“Y/n.”

“I’m Amir. I’ll try and get you patched up.”

“Thanks.”

He couldn’t be older than twenty-five, and you doubted he had any legitimate medical experience aside from mandatory first-aid training, but his demeanor relaxed you a bit. His air of confidence was reassuring rather than off-putting. You were glad that he didn’t seem nervous or panicked over your injury, you figured that must be a good sign.

“I saw you out there,” he remarked casually as he gently lifted your ankle. “First time?”

“That obvious?” you joked.

“Not at all, you’re a natural,” he lied, smirking to himself. 

“That’s why I ended up here, right?”

“All the pros get roughed up, just part of the process.”

“Must be doing something right, then. Good to know.” 

You watched as Amir unzipped his fanny pack and pulled an antiseptic wipe and a tube of Neosporin out. He used the wipe to clean the wound first, the sting of the rubbing alcohol making you wince.

“Sorry,” he apologized with a grimace of his own. “Worst part’s over, though. You’re not bleeding too bad, either, which is good. We actually see this a lot.”

“What do you see a lot?” you asked, still unsure about what had happened to your foot. 

“Looks like you stepped, or rather jumped, on a sea urchin. Its spines broke off into your toe.”

“What?” you gasped.

“It’s not serious! The urchin isn’t poisonous or anything, we’d know right away if it was. It’s easy to treat, it’ll just be uncomfortable and might take a bit to heal.”

“Do you think the sea urchin is okay?”

Amir laughed at that, giving you a funny look. “That’s what you’re worried about?”

“I-I just feel bad. I hope I didn’t kill it.”

He waved it off as he applied the Neosporin and wrapped the top of your foot in a bandage. “I’m sure it’s fine. Sea urchins are durable. They can regrow their spines like lizards can regrow their tails.” 

That made you feel a little better. 

Amir tapped your ankle to signal that he was finished and held out his hand to help you back up.

“You’re good to go, y/n.”

“Thank you!”

“For treatment, if you’re able to, soak your foot in Epsom salts a few times a day. That should help the spines in your skin dissolve.”

You shuddered at the thought but nodded and thanked him again right as the Han boys joined you and Nikki at the lifeguard stand.

“What happened?” Jisung asked, taking both of your arms and looking you up and down for any sign of injury.

“Stepped on a sea urchin when I jumped off my surfboard,” you muttered. 

“Oh my god, are you okay?”

“I’m embarrassed, but I’ll live.”

“Does it hurt?”

“I mean, it isn’t comfortable.” 

“Why didn’t you say anything?” he demanded. 

“I didn’t know what happened! I just knew I’d hurt myself but I didn’t think it was that big of a deal and it isn’t! The lifeguard said so himself.”

“Stepping on a sea urchin sounds pretty serious,” Felix chimed in from behind his twin brother. 

“Okay, well it’s not like I could communicate what had happened from all the way over here when you guys were in the water,” you said defensively. “I didn’t want you to worry either. I know you would’ve wanted to come with me and I didn’t want to cut your surfing short.” The last part was directed at Jisung specifically. He knew you were right, you could tell from the look in his eyes. 

“I-”

“Jisung,” Nikki pressed, giving her son a look, like she was trying to remind him that he was arguing with his injured girlfriend right in front of the lifeguard stand and looked like a major asshole. “Let’s go back to our spot.”

You thanked Nikki for taking you to get first-aid and then lagged behind the rest of the Hans as you made your way back over to Dom. 

Minho hung back with you, quipping, “looks like you’re making friends with everyone today, huh?”

You weren’t in the mood for whatever underlying implication he was trying to make so you just brushed him off. 

“Yeah, that’s what happens when you’re nice to people.”

“And when you look like you do,” he added. 

“You and your brother are exactly the same,” you groaned. 

He looked affronted by this claim, holding a hand to his chest. “What do you mean?”

You dropped your voice lower so that only he could hear you. “You both think everyone’s into me.”

“Most people are.”

“You just proved my point.”

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Mommy!May: Arrangement

Content Includes: Mommy!Seonghwa x demisexual fem!reader, messy….MESSY, angst (so much of it), protected sex, touch-starved reader, kissing, foreplay, oral (f receiving), cum play, fingering (f receiving), swearing, 18+, based off true events. 

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You never thought you would end up being this desperate for a man’s touch. 

Years of pent-up emotional and physical celibacy are now being broken for a scheduled dick appointment with a taken man. 

It all started over a tipsy conversation with you and your best friend, who’d you had known for years, the two of you making quiet conversation on the couch as a Netflix romance comedy played quietly in the background. 

‘I don’t get it, why don’t you just fuck a guy off Tinder? It’s simple, you just fuck, cum and leave’. 

You choked on your wine glass and stared at her in annoyance, rolling her eyes as you began a conversation that had been repeated many times. 

‘It’s not that simple for me, I need to have those feelings there, I can’t just fuck a guy without a connection, it’s not pleasurable for me’. 

She sighed in response and reached for the wine bottle, talking as she filled up both your glasses with the red liquid. 

‘Well, you have to do something because it’s clearly having an effect on you’.

She put the wine bottle back on the coffee table and reverted her attention back towards you, watching you stare into the glass as a means of feigned distraction. 

‘I don’t know anyone who’s gone for as long without sex like you have and you’re getting lonely, you’re not as upbeat as you used to be’. 

The words hit you deep in your heart and not because she was being so casual about her chosen words, most would find it offensive but your friend was painfully blunt with everything she said, so you had learnt to take her words as they were. 

The words hurt because it was fucking true and your defenses were up, navigating the conversation the best way you knew how. 

Humour. 

‘And what? You think you can change that? How? You’re going to loan me your boyfriend for the night? See if he’ll fuck the loneliness out of me and make me feel better?’ 

The snarkiness was strong in an attempt to hide the twang in your chest and your choked breath, taking a much needed swig out of the glass before shifting your attention back to your friend. 

Who was now quiet and looked at you with curiosity, her body open and relaxed. 

‘What?’ 

‘Would you want to fuck Seonghwa? I could ask him, you know? He’d probably say yes’. 

Your eyes widened and cheeks went red out of embarrassment at even questioning such a thought, curling your body away from her. 

‘What! I was just being sarcastic, he’s your boyfriend…why would you even say that?’ 

She leaned down to place her wine glass on the table, crossing her legs and leaning further towards you. 

‘Honey…Seonghwa is my person and we’re happy, you know that and besides, you’ve known him for as long as I have- so I’m sure that connection is there right?’

Anxiety stirred in your chest at even the thought of such an idea. 

And the shame was even more overpowering once you realised how enticed you were by the offer. 

Seonghwa had a beautiful heart and he adored your best friend, they were so perfect and cheesy together and it was gross and disgusting and OMG how you yearned for even just a fragment of it. 

You may have been jealous of their relationship at one point and sure-you may have checked out Seonghwa more than a few times. 

But that was a moral boundary you would never cross and never intended too. 

‘I mean…yeah but wouldn’t that be weird? I don’t know if I can fuck your boyfriend and then just act like nothing happened’.

‘Why not? It’s just for one night, then we’ll never discuss it again, we can move forward and just forget it ever happened’. 

The conversation continued with further discussion, more notably with how protection would be used and of course, she would have to get Seonghwa’s opinion first. 

It was strange but exciting- the situation was never one you expected but the idea of being cared for by a man you felt safe with, even on an emotional level. 

It sparked a desire in you that you hadn’t felt for awhile. 

And so, with all thoughts of rationality leaving your mind. 

You did the unthinkable. 

You said yes. 

…

The expensive fragrance of your perfume was the final touch needed for your outfit, giving yourself a quick glance in the mirror for any needed touch-ups. 

You smoothed your hands over the black, lace dress that had adorned your body, your special occasion dress that made you feel beautiful every time you wore it. 

The feeling of uncertainty still lingered in your belly as you admired the stockings you wore…and heels. 

There wasn’t really a point to it because you were just wearing them to your living room but they made you feel pretty and Seonghwa was apparently a legs man. 

Fuck, you can’t believe that he actually agreed to this. 

A few days after your friend’s ‘kind’ offer, you had received a message explaining how he said yes and you both organised a night where he would come to you. 

Which you were thankful for because whilst this wasn’t cheating and all parties were enthusiastic and consenting. 

The idea of you fucking your friend’s boyfriend in their bed wasn’t exactly the most appealing thing to experience. 

And so you had spent the day buying new sheets and lingerie, purchasing a fresh bottle of wine and a scented candle because I don’t know-maybe the candle might make things better? 

The lights were dim, your hair was shiny and your face lightly made up and you almost felt calm and grounded. 

Until your phone pinged. 

And the screen lit up with a familiar number. 

‘Hey, I’m outside :)’

…

‘Oh wow, thank you. I wasn’t expecting this’ 

You chuckled out of surprise as Seonghwa handed you a single red rose, sniffing it lightly as you ran your eyes over Seonghwa’s attire. 

Black silk shirt with sleeves unbuttoned, dark jeans, boots and his dark, shaggy hair parted to the side. 

He looked gorgeous, desirable and wow- this was a level of effort you were not expecting. 

‘There was a lady outside selling them and I know you like roses so…’ 

He spoke as he stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. 

‘Well, thank you’ 

You reached out to rub his arm lightly in a gesture of fondness. 

‘I really appreciate it’. 

Seonghwa took a step towards you and there was a soft smirk on his face as he slowly leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek, the smallest of intimate touches already sending your heart ablaze. 

‘You’re welcome’ 

He whispered in your ear. 

And his voice alone was enough for your breath to shudder lightly, anticipation stirring in your chest. 

‘Would you like some wine? I haven’t tried it before but the lady at the store said it was pretty good so…yeah’ 

Mindless small talk was exchanged between you and Seonghwa as you stood in the kitchen, pouring wine into two glasses as Seonghwa leaned against the kitchen bench. 

‘So…how long do I have you tonight? I wasn’t told much, do you need to be out of here by a certain time?’ 

His fingertips grazed your wrist as he took the wine glass from you, the touching was so indiscreet you weren’t entirely sure if he was doing it on purpose. 

And he absolutely was because he could feel the nerves radiating off your body the moment he handed you the rose. 

Seonghwa chuckled half-heartedly at the response as he took a sip of wine, his bright teeth calming the air of tension that lingered. 

‘No- Do you think I’d fuck you and just leave? We have all night together’. 

Seonghwa’s abrasiveness left you surprised and you could feel the blush creep upon your cheeks, he really was a no-nonsense man. 

‘Well-I just wanted to prepare myself for what I was expecting’. 

You fiddled with the lace of your dress and stared down at your shoes, trying to figure out how a mindless conversation in the kitchen will turn into Seonghwa’s body on top of you. 

A gentle brush of fingers was felt on your arm as Seonghwa placed his wine on the bench, delicately removing the nearly-empty glass from your hands and placing it next to his. 

‘I’m not being a good guest am I?’ He teased, his voice low and a glint of mischief in his eyes. 

‘I almost forgot to tell you how beautiful you look right now’

His hands ran down your shoulders and settled near your waist, crowding you against the bench and you felt so small under his touch, your hands tentatively moving to his sides. 

‘You look handsome yourself, I still don’t know why you chose to do this’ 

You chimed as your hands slowly ran up his body, feeling the silkiness of his shirt under your fingertips. 

‘Because I know you feel safe with me’ 

His hands reached up to gently cradle your face, tilting your chin up so you were forced to look into his eyes and they were no longer filled with humour but serious, almost intimidating with how intense his gaze is. 

‘And you’re lonely’. 

A soft pair of lips was felt against your forehead and you could smell Seonghwa’s cologne soaking into your skin, making you giddy, making your skin warm with need. 

‘And I can’t give you what you need’.

You could feel his thumbs stroking your cheekbones and his nose almost touching yours, the energy was so strong, you could cut it like a knife. 

‘But I can give you tonight’. 

He kissed your mouth softly, almost timidly and he pulled away with a soft sound. 

‘Does that sound good?’

It had been so long since you had felt a man’s hands on your body, so long since receiving any type of attention or care at all. 

‘Absolutely’ 

You breathed out before leaning up and kissing him again, it was chaste and clean but it had been years since you’ve even made out with someone, you hoped kissing was an artform you hadn’t forgotten. 

‘Tell me’ Seonghwa spoke in between each kiss, his hands wrapped around your forearms. 

‘When was the last time you had sex?’ 

A shaky breath was felt in your chest, okay did he need to be this forward?

I guess he did. 

‘Years, it’s been years’. 

‘Really?’ 

He responded with a shock he couldn’t quite contain, the comment surprising him and he cleared his throat, attempting to hide the unexpected. 

Seonghwa knew you were a romantic and an emotional connection was needed in order to have sex, he knew about your failed attempts with men and the rejection you received. 

Unbeknownst to you, his partner told him absolutely everything about your friendship. 

He had seen you cry and gave you tissues and sweet words of comfort when another worthless man rejected your advances. 

He saw the sadness in your eyes whenever he showed affection to his girlfriend whilst you were there. 

‘Yeah…I know it’s been awhile…but I’ll try my best to make it good for the both of us’. 

The words wobbled in your throat as you spoke them, the intrusive thoughts expanding in your mind and spiralling. 

If you’re going to fuck one time, then you’ll give your best performance so he’ll remember this one time. 

‘Precious’ 

One final, gentle kiss. 

‘Don’t worry, I’m already enjoying tonight, I’m enjoying being with you’. 

…

Your mind and body were in a daze from euphoria and forgotten sensations. 

The trail of Seonghwa’s fingers on your bare skin, the look of care and need in his eyes as he undresses you, fervent kisses on your breasts, his warm and wet tongue on your clit. 

Everything felt heightened, sensationalised, electrified. 

Your mind was knocked back into the present when you felt Seonghwa’s mouth form a hard suction over your clit, his fingers gripping into your thighs, forcing them apart. 

‘Fuck…ahh!...it feels so good’ 

Pants and soft moans filled the room with a strewn arm thrown over your eyes, his relentless tongue and mouth almost becoming too much-so overwhelmed from so little. 

And he wasn’t even inside of you yet. 

‘You’re dripping precious, want you to cum all over Mommy’s face’. 

‘Wait-what?’

A tilt of your chin was all you needed to look at Seonghwa’s reddened face, revealing he said something he definitely did not mean too. 

‘Mommy?’ A questioning tone was heard in the room. 

‘Y-yeah, I thought she would have told you?’ 

‘I thought she was joking, I mean, I can see it but I thought she was fucking around’. 

Seonghwa started to lift himself, wiping his mouth as he spoke. 

‘We can just move on from it-’ 

‘No’ You frantically yelled out, a frenzy going over you as you threaded your fingers in Seonghwa’s hair, wanting him to lick you again. 

‘I don’t care, I’ll call you whatever you want, I’m so close…please keep going!’ 

Tears were pooling in your eyes from the frustration and being wound up, maybe you would think about it in the future. 

But right now you just don’t fucking care. 

Seonghwa groaned darkly, his voice vibrating through your core as he began eating you feverishly, almost like he could fully let go now. 

‘I thought you were a dirty girl’ 

Seonghwa moaned as his tongue flicked at your clit, his hips grinding into the mattress. 

‘You just needed Mommy to show you how dirty you are’. 

The teasing settled into the pit of your stomach and the coil was tightening, your whimpers growing and…

With a soft nibble to the underside of your clit, the band snapped. 

A palm clasped heavily over your mouth was used to stifle your cries, feeling your hips kick back into the mattress and your cunt clench around his fingers. 

Wet kisses against your core sent you spasming lightly, like Seonghwa was attempting to delay your orgasm for as long as possible. 

‘When I look at you from now on’ 

Seonghwa spoke as he trailed lazy kisses up your body, making his way up to your face. 

‘I’ll remember how sweet you taste on Mommy’s tongue’. 

The messy comment felt like cleanliness to your heart-starved mind, a pandora’s box disguised as pandora’s pleasure. 

‘But…’

An eager hand removed your palm, holding your wrist against him as Seonghwa looked at you with a warning glare in his eyes. 

‘Don’t hide your moans from me, Mommy wants to hear how good I make you feel…okay?’

‘O-okay’ His gaze was borderline intimidating, feeling almost trapped under his primal-like stare. 

‘Okay?’ His eyebrow quirked. 

‘Okay…Mommy?’ 

His gaze softened into something sweet, with a soft and affirmative smile. 

‘Good…good girl for Mommy’. 

Seonghwa’s plush mouth pressed against yours, tasting yourself as he licked your bottom lip. 

‘You listen so well’. 

‘Take deep breaths, just try to relax while I get myself ready’. 

The warmth of his body left yours and you stared mindlessly at the ceiling, hearing clothes drop to the floor and the sound of a condom wrapper tearing. 

Is it going to hurt? Am I wet enough? 

It’s been so long, I hope I’ll remember what to do. 

I hope it’s good-for both of us. 

A tap on your hip brought you into the present as you felt a pillow shoved under your hips, averting your gaze to see Seonghwa’s naked body and the thin latex covering his cock. 

‘You ready?’ 

‘Y-yeah’ Your voice cracked with uncertainty, shifting to get your hips comfortable. 

‘Just….’ You reached out to grab Seonghwa’s hand, clenched with worry. 

‘Go slow…please?’ 

Seonghwa’s warmth in his eyes and his smile helped to soothe the tension lightly, his nurturing energy and all-round care for you helped cement your reasoning in this being the right decision. 

At least right now. 

‘Of course, tonight is about you. You’re Mommy’s priority right now’. 

His tip prodded at your entrance and your body clenched in response to the foreign sensation. 

‘Mom-mommy’ 

You gasped out, clutching his forearms as Seonghwa hovered over you, his hands pressed beside your face. 

‘It’s okay…breathe’ He kissed the tip of your nose, ‘Mommy’s got you’. 

Jolts of electricity surged from your core down to the balls of your feet as Seonghwa breached you, the feeling of being split open was so prominent it was borderline painful. 

‘F-fuck, you’re so tight, I can feel you pulling me in’

His head hung low and his fringe brushed over his lashes, shiny mouth, taut muscles and sweat on his brow. 

Seonghwa looked ethereal, glowing and wrecked in all the best ways possible. 

You already were fucked. 

From this moment, you know you would never forget how LOVED you felt with this man on top of you. 

And as Seonghwa began to slowly move in and out of you, your legs locking him against you fingers tightly interlocked with his and cheeks flushed and eyes glazed with pleasure. 

His heart twisted in a way he wasn’t expecting, his girlfriend forgotten, the brevity of this situation forgotten. 

All he could focus on were how desperate you felt under him, the need to PLEASE and the need to be GOOD overwhelmed his senses that he hadn’t experienced before with his partner. 

A particularly hard thrust had you crying out in surprise, tears pricking your eyes and fingers pressing into Seonghwa’s knuckles. 

Seonghwa panted out, his thrusts slowing down and he released his hand to cup your face. 

‘Are you okay? Mommy got carried away’. 

Your arms wrapped tight around Seonghwa’s shoulders as you held him taut against you, holding him like he was your lifeline. 

‘Keep going…please Mommy’ You whined out, brow all scrunched up ‘Don’t stop’. 

You didn’t finish and you weren’t expecting too, the feeling of being held and cared for was enough for you. 

The warmth of Seonghwa’s release was felt with Seonghwa’s whine in your ear, evoking a sense of happiness in understanding you were good enough for him to finish. 

‘You did so well’ His eyes were hazy as he rubbed your shoulders, your body still tense and holding him to you. 

You knew you had to let him go eventually. 

You just didn’t want to. 

‘Thank you for doing this, it was incredible’ 

A lingering kiss was shared, one that might not be shared again. 

‘Mommy will stay awhile precious, make sure you’re okay’.

The night ended with Seonghwa’s body pressed close to yours, feigning sleep because you knew he’d be gone by the time you woke up. 

If only at the time, you knew. 

How messy a simple arrangement can be. 

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[edum123]

Okay so I am going to go over a list of things Rhaenyra has done during the course of season 1 to prove she is not worthy or fit to be Queen. This will only be episodes 1-3 because it was getting long I will do another post for episodes 4-6 and 7-10. I will be going over things she did once named heir and not before because different responsibilities.

She judged and jumped to conclusions with Alicent about the whole betrothed without getting to know the details. •Rhaenyra didn’t think to talk to or listen to Alicent’s side of the story in this situation. If Rhaenyra did this she would of found out Alicent’s father pushed this agenda on her and then Viserys wanted it to remain a secret from Rhaenyra and then he kept calling Alicent to his rooms to talk to her because he enjoyed her company. Not to mention Rhaenyra didn’t see how this could work in her favor she is friends with the future Queen this can be her biggest supporter and she could make future siblings loyal to her. This shows Rhaenyra acts with her emotions instead of getting the information then acting upon the information she has.

Rhaenyra’s attitude towards Alicent once Aegon is born and her relationship with her brother and father. • Rhaenyra shows she has no respect towards Alicent being the queen even though Alicent out ranks Rhaenyra. Rhaenyra shows that she has an attitude and is rude to Alicent this makes Rhaenyra look like a spoiled child. Alicent is trying to keep the peace in the family and help Rhaenyra’s claim and relationship with her father who is getting tired of her attitude Rhaenyra does everything in her power to not talk to Alicent and treats her with contempt. If this was anyone else who was the queen she would be in trouble and the queen would talk about how Rhaenyra has no respect for royal protocols. When Alicent wants to talk to Rhaenyra then Rhaenyra tells the bard to keep playing even though Alicent asked him to leave Rhaenyra pulls the rank to make the bard stay then this forced Alicent to pull rank to make him leave Rhaenyra is upset about this even though Rhaenyra started the whole rank thing. Alicent went there with good intentions to keep Viserys from being mad at Rhaenyra for not being at the celebrations for her brother on his birthday and Rhaenyra made the situation worse with not at least attempting to be cordial to the queen. Rhaenyra is jealous of her brother because he is a boy and the lords of the realm care more about him especially on his birthday. Rhaenyra knows that with Aegon being born the lords will expect him to be heir and follow Viserys. Rhaenyra isn’t even attempting to hide that she despises her brother. Rhaenyra is showing that she think she is a victim she isn’t she is the one making this situation worse and making the others around her miserable. This shows that she doesn’t understand at least pretending things are okay for the peace of the court and her family. It also shows that she can’t pretend to be okay in front of the court. Rhaenyra is showing that there is a divide in the family and that Rhaenyra started it.

How Rhaenyra treats the lords and ladies of the realm during the hunt. • Once again Rhaenyra is thinking about no one but herself. Lords will want to marry her for many reasons including that she is an heir to the fact that she rides a female egg laying dragon. Instead of finding a nice political way of turning them down she just outright insults them. The ladies of the realm are concerned about their safety because Daemon and Corlys basically decided to bring the realm into war. Houses are losing profit and cargo with pirates taking their ships and even family members. This war is affecting the entire realm and people have a right to be angry at Daemon and Corlys especially because both are ambitious and are truly only thinking about themselves instead of others. Once again Rhaenyra comes to the defense of Daemon not really getting the point that people don’t like him and are afraid of him. With Rhaenyra insulting the Lady Redwyne by saying she does nothing but eats cake. That is a great way to start a grudge. Alicent is the person who then has to smooth everything over. Rhaenyra once again shows she doesn’t understand that is important to keep the other Houses in good graces and keep a cordial relationship. These are the people she will need to help back her claim as heir to the throne over her brother.

The part where Rhaenyra screams at Viserys the king that she does not want to get married. •This is a very important duty for heirs to do. Heirs need to get married and produce legitimate children to inherit. In this scene we see Rhaenyra throw a temper tantrum over this saying that she doesn’t want to do it. Even though just by being the kings child it is expected of her to get married to strengthen ties and relationships with other houses in the realm. Viserys tries to tell her that they are not above doing their duties that is expected of them being members of the crown. The only reason that both Viserys and Rhaenyra stop is because Otto has the sense to stop this scene that is damaging the reputation of the crown in front of other powerful houses. Rhaenyra here doesn’t understand that this is in bad taste to yell at her father especially with him being the king this once again shows Rhaenyra doesn’t respect authority. This also shows that Rhaenyra doesn’t like to do things that she doesn’t like to do.

Rhaenyra grabs her horse and riding away in anger. • Once again Rhaenyra lets her emotions and anger get the best of her and she fleeing from her brother’s birthday celebration showing that the royal family is more divided then ever. Rhaenyra also shows that she doesn’t care about showing how her house is filled with strife. Also with Rhaenyra running off she shows that she has no regards to her safety. Her riding away with no escort or protection into the woods where there are many dangers in it be it animal or human. Rhaenyra is showing that she doesn’t think she just reacts. Not to mention that Ser Cristion had to grab her horse to make her stop and then they have to spend the night in the woods. Rhaenyra shows here that others have to force her to stop, think, and cool down that she isn’t capable of this on her own. That is dangerous in someone who is supposed to be a ruler.

The way she killed the boar and her return to the camp. • When Rhaenyra first stabs the boar I get it she is trying to protect herself and she is scared. But then the way she continues to stab the boar it is like she lost herself to her rage and anger and lets those emotions take over herself. She is covered in blood but doesn’t react to that. In that moment she kills the boar she is symbolizing that she is similar to Daemon when it comes to her anger. When she comes back to camp she just washed her face but the rest of her is covered in blood. Her father, Alicent, Otto, and other important members of other houses watch her in horror. The reason being is that she is reminding these people of Daemon of when he is angry he runs off in a rage kills or hurts something then comes back covered in blood or grime like it is no big deal. People are horrified by this because Daemon’s anger scares them and is the reason the whole realm doesn’t want him to rule.

So far from what we have here with these episodes is an heir to the throne who is quick to anger and blame others. Never willing to get the full side of the story before judging others. Not understanding how her public image is important and not listening to others who want to help her. She is also very set in her mind that she is a victim when she is truly not. She doesn’t seem to understand that her choices have consequences. She is also very quick to her anger and letting her anger control which is a deadly combination.

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[antiwhores]

Bakugou’s game.

Angst with no comfort so if you a pussy leave on god. Tw: no spell check, cheating and shit. Well kinda, unintention cheating? Intentional but not intentional- DAMN JUST READ THE STORY.

Summary: Bakugou plays with your feelings in an attempt to make you get jealous but he goes to far and shit.

Part two!

All night all you’ve seen is just Katsuki being flirting with her. A new girl, Kaminari had brought her as a plus one. Apparently she was a family friend. They weren’t dating, she just begged to go so he said yes. She was a fan of a lot of the people attending.

No one noticed except you. Another plus of having a secret relationship. He always does this when he’s feeling petty. You both had a fight before about something insignificant. You called him stupid during the argument. In your defense, the whole thing was stupid. He was stupid, you were stupid, etc.

You watched as he completely ignored you the entire night. He would barely glance at you. Only giving his attention to the girl.

He was playing a game, a game you hated. A game you couldn’t win at. He’d done this before to get a rise out of you. When you’d get jealous enough and confront him he’d get hard and start to fuck the security into you.

It worked at first, but theres only a couple times you could play this game with him before the insecurity wasn’t temporarily.

Suddenly the dress you wore looked ugly. Your makeup wasn’t as good as hers. Your hair wasnt what he liked. Your body wasnt as fit as hers. Everything was wrong.

You poured yourself another glass of alcohol to numb your senses as everyone chatted at the table you occupied. The glass blocked the sight of her hands wrapped around his bicept. Unfortunately, it couldn’t block hearing either.

“Oh my god, I would do anything to wake up to you. Im so jealous of whoever got the privilege!” She whined, lip pouted. You had learned her name was Essy, you didn’t want to trouble yourself with memorizing it but you couldn’t help yourself. You imagined him moaning her name instead of hers. It hurt. You downed more alcohol.

“I could make that happen,” He smirked at her brightened up face. “Only if you show me how you foreign girls sleep.”

That was the last straw. You couldn’t stand it anymore.

You calmly stood up, “Excuse me you guys, I gotta go take care of something.” “Are you sure y/n?” Kaminari questioned. “I still haven’t taught you my sick dance moves!” You faked a laugh, “Next time!”

Everyone waved you off as you headed towards one of the vacant rooms. This place was a mix of a hotel and club. It was opened late nights only and gave people a place to stay and party to prevent driving home drunk.

As soon as the door closed you let out a shaky breath. You climbed over to the bed to start your thinking. You had little time before Bakugou would come in the same room, expecting some jealous fucking. You couldn’t do it anymore. You hated feeling so replacable.

You sucked up the tears that begged to fall as the door opened. Just as you had thought, Bakugou came waltzing in with a smirk on his face. He was midway of unbuttoning his shirt. You felt angry how easily he thought it was to get you to just submit to his body even after he’d done horrible shit.

He threw your bag onto the bed, “You forgot this, its like you wanted me to come in with you.” You clicked your tounge, “No, its just cause I was too distracted by your new girl fondling you.” He unbuckles his belt, smirking at your comment. “Hmm, well shes still waiting for me out there so you better stop being bratty.

Your face felt hot with anger, He cant take a fucking hint? You shot up to walk away. You didn’t want to freak out on him right now. You felt way too exhausted to not act rash. But he grabbed your neck and pulled you into a heated kiss. “Mmm, bet that slut doesn’t walk away mid moment.”

Although it was meant to be some sick joke you couldn’t stop yourself. Your hand had crossed his face, making a loud sound, before you could even process what you were doing. “I can’t fucking believe you.” You sobbed. He stopped his advances, “What the fuck?! Why’d you slap me?” Heavy tears started to fall down your face as he grabbed his face. “I can’t do this anymore.”

Your knees buckled into the wall, “I cant.” He stared in shock at you for a couple of moments before speaking again. “Why the hell are you crying?! You know I don’t actually want her!” “Except I dont!” You yelled, “You haven’t looked at me all night, not even a glance. You’ve given her all your attention. You went out of you way to make my night horrible. She’s been all over you! You’ve been all over her. You threatened go sleep with her for Christ sake!”

He pulled your arm away from your face, “That was all an act to make you jealous dumbass! I only wanted you this whole time.” You pulled your hand away from his. “An act, huh? I never liked this act. It makes me insecure, you make me insecure. And you think you can just pull your dick out and I’ll be okay?!”

He was frozen, you thought about how he definitely wasn’t expecting this. He probably thought he would get his dick wet and all will be swell. Stupid. He followed you as you went to grab your purse and car keys. “I only want you! I did that to get you!” You headed for the door, “Well, you cant go get to her, as you said like a minute ago. Shes waiting for you, isnt she? Cause I’m not playing this game anymore. Im done Katsuki.”

You reached for the doorknob to leave but he pushed you up against the door. “What the fuck? What do you mean?” He looked panic, good. “I mean, we’re done.” His face paled at your comment. His whole body tensed and his eyes widened. “You’re…. You’re breaking up with me?” He possessively grabbed your waist to wrap his hands around. You arched away, “Get off me.” “Im sorry, I won’t do it again. Just stop. Stay.” “Get off me.” He started to tear up with his teeth clenched. “Please y/n! Ill do anything. Ill buy you anything. I’ll do everything you say. Ill even go out there and fucking destroy that bitch myself! Just please-“

You pushed him away with all your might. It wouldn’t have worked if he wasnt so suprised you would try so hard to get away from him in the first place. “Dont ever talk to me again Bakugou. Enjoy the single life.”

You were glad that he was too shocked to go after you.

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[wordsarelife]

LOCKWOOD X READER, but they've been living together for years and one night, when the reader try's to go on a date with a different guy, lockwood gets all defensive and jealous and they both confess their feelings in the heat of a moment?

—the way i loved you

pairing: anthony lockwood x fem!reader

summary: lockwood is protective of what is his and in his own definition, you belong to him

warnings: none really, some fighting but that's it

note: this works perfectly as a part two of you belong with me, so make sure to read that before reading, but honestly you could also read them apart for each other. its just a continuation of the story.

I had been a few weeks since the mission were you had to flirt with the man Sebastian Keen himself. luckily everything had gone according to plan and Lockwood had rescued you before you had to kiss the scumbag of a man. things between you and Lockwood had since returned back to normal. well as normal as they could be.

he hadn't said anything about calling himself your boyfriend then, so you hadn't either.

"how about that?" you asked Lucy, while you turned from side to side in the auburn coloured dress. it ended on the middle of your thighs and felt like a second skin.

"this is it" she nodded smiling fondly

"thanks Luce" you said while you took off the dress and switched back to your regular clothes, you'd have to take a shower before getting fully ready

suddenly there was a knock at the door right after you had put on your shirt. "yes?" you and Lucy called at the same time

"hey" Lockwood smiled, walking up the steps. you and Lucy had shared the attic ever since she came to live with you. you appreciated the company, it did felt so far away from the boys, you were glad that you weren't the only one in that old room anymore.

"could I talk to you for a second?" Lockwood asked you, you nodded, watching as Lucy excused herself and went down the stairs

"what's up?" you asked your best friend of two years. you had been the first to move into Lockwoods new founded agency. and for the longest time it had just been you two, then came George and finally Lucy. it was amazing for you, to finally have a girl on the team. you had noticed Lockwood getting jealous over all the time you spend with Lucy, you had fought a lot about that, and finally he had to agree that there were just some topics he couldn't really be helpful for you.

"I just-" he interrupted himself as he noticed the formal clothing on your bed "what's the dress for? you never wear them"

"oh" you turned around to look at the dress and shrugged "thought I'd try something new, I've got a date"

"a date?" Lockwoods features grew pale

"yes?" you raised your brows at the boy

"what?- why?-" he cleared his throat "I mean with who?"

"oh I don't think you know him" you shrugged "met him at the library. his name is tom"

"tom" Lockwood repeated like he was noticing a little bit of dirt under his shoe

"something wrong, Lockwood?" you asked and Lockwood shook his head quickly

"when are you going?"

"tonight. right after I showered"

"oh" he said "but tonight, tonight is this thing, don't you remember?"

"what thing?" you rolled your eyes, you were used to his antics by now. Lockwood was generally a very jealous person, he didn't like to share his friends and especially not you. first it had been with Lucy and now with every boy you would like. now that you thought about that.. he did act weird the last few weeks. it seemed like he was trying to give you what you would miss by not being in a relationship. maybe that way, he thought, you would just stay with him.

"uh, you know-" Lockwood trailed off, looking around the room and trying to find anything to say

"you can't be my compensation boyfriend for forever, Lockwood"

"your what?" he wondered, sitting down at the end of your bed so he could face you

"don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about" you groaned "some day you will have to share me with a boy. I will still be your best friend, but there will come other boys that are important to me too"

"why?" he asked

"huh?" the question confused you "oh Lockwood. because you can't be the only boy in my life forever. I want to fall in love"

"why can't you just fall in love with me then?"

your eyes grew big as you watched the boy you had known since your childhood. "come again?"

"sorry" he shrugged and stood up "that was stupid, i'm gonna leave"

"Anthony John Lockwood!" you called loudly and he froze "don't you walk away now"

he turned around slowly and you recognised his scared features. he knew it was over when you would use his full name.

"I didn't mean what I said, alright?" he stepped forward so he was half a foot away from you

"why?" you repeated his question from earlier, as your voices grew louder

"because you're right, I can't be the only boy in your life and I have to accept that"

"yeah, okay" you bellowed, stepping closer "but why did you say what you said?"

"I told you I didn't mean it"

"you never say things you don't mean, not now, not ever, you jerk"

"don't you call me a jerk.. you're .. you're a jerk as well"

"ahh, we're getting creative I see"

"I-i just don't think Tom would be the right fit for you, i'm concerned as a friend"

"you have never met the guy" you argued back

"yeah okay, but I know that you need someone that understands you, not some scumbag like Sebastian Keen or that Tom guy, you need someone that won't be nice to you all the time, you need someone who tells you the truth or someone who admits that auburn is absolutely not your colour"

"I'm not thinking about dating Sebastian Keen, Lockwood, this is getting a bit ridiculous"

"you know what I mean" he shrugged "you just need someone different"

"aha" you replied mockingly "someone like you or what?"

"believe it or not, but I have a personality outside of being your best friend"

"really? I'd like to meet him some day" you screamed back "hopefully he will be a bit more charming than the original"

"funny of you to say that" Lockwood said "like you want to spend time with anyone not living in this house"

"because you won't let me, Lockwood!" you screeched "you're so jealous, I nearly thought you were in love with me!"

"and what if I am?"

"what if you are? I don't know what then. suddenly you start saying things you don't mean and it leaves me all mixed up about my own feelings"

"your own feelings?"

"yeah it makes me think that I might be in love with you too"

"and what if you are?"

"yeah, what if I am?" you were still screaming at each other, heavy breaths hanging in the air after your last sentence. you were now staring at each other, the last few minutes had gone by in a bliss, you two only realising what you said

"I think I am in love with you" Lockwood exclaimed quickly, stepping forward so your noses were almost touching each other

"I think I am in love with you too"

your hand went to his neck and you captured his lips into a passionate kiss. his hands trailed down to your waist, pulling you even closer as he deepened the kiss.

you broke the kiss softly, leaning your forehead against his "I just want you as the only boy in my life" you muttered "okay, you and George" you added quickly

"yeah, i'd like that" Lockwood smiled "but I have to admit I lied"

you head went back and your face turned into one of betrayal "you lied?" you asked softly

"yeah" he laughed "auburn looks beautiful on you"

he giggled as he watched your face change to one of annoyance. you slapped his arm, before you laughed as well

"just kiss me again"

and he did just that

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[viveela]

When it comes to Stan and Kyle, realistically/in canon how do you think they’d actually confess to each other?

Hmm...the way SP handles and adds to its overarching canon makes it hard for me to imagine it. But, if I just viewed Stan and Kyle's characters right now and thought only about how it'd go if they liked each other... Well, their dynamic is complicated and distant. There's also a lot about them to consider.

Kyle's a romantic, but he's had so many failed relationships. He also hates being ostracized. Rejection would terrify him as the possible outcome of his bond with Stan ending and others finding out and gossiping a out it would be an absolute nightmare for him. Then there's Stan's who's more bitter and very depressed. I think a lot is from his home situation but also Cartman's wake up call (saying he never stands up to Kyle). However he still is possessive and jealous about his best friend status with Kyle despite everything. He also has a weird perception of relationships now for sure especially due to the on and off one he currently has.

So with all that in mind...here's my take:

The two have developed feelings and it changes their dynamic once again.

Stan upon realizing this felt exhausted. There's too much already going on in his life and this is just adds to it. Exhausted he decides to just push the problem away and shut it all out. This causes him to be more unresponsive around Kyle.

Meanwhile, Kyle upon realizing his feelings gets conflicted. His romantic history isn't the greatest and rejection is scary. He's not sure if Stan's even like that. Sure his dog was gay and he's supportive, but does that truly mean anything about what Stan is specifically? He decides it'd be best to never act on this. But also Kyle now craves Stan's attention more than ever. He leans into his wants by behaving more clingy towards Stan, maybe even trying to asking odd questions here and there to gauge if maybe he would have a chance.

This goes on for a while and at first Stan was just sort of watching it happen. Not receptive but also not reacting. Eventually he can't handle this shift in Kyle and he starts trying to avoid him out of confusion and frustration. He doesn't want to deal with any of this right now.

Kyle notices this and it just makes his feelings jumble up. He's hurt, this isn't how Stan used to be around him. Usually it didn't take much to get his friend to go along with things. How can he deal with his unreciprocated crush like this? He grows more desperate and tries much more forcefully to get Stan to spend time with him, practically begging for his attention at this point.

This doesn't go on for too long before Stan gets highly aggravated and riled up. He's trying so hard to ignore everything happening externally and internally and this is making it impossible. Not to mention this switch up in their friendship happened out of nowhere. Where did this even come from? This boils within Stan before he finally snaps at Kyle one day, stopping him in his tracks from continuing further.

Now on the defensive Kyle snaps back and they're now arguing. Their entire relationship as a whole is being brought up and thrown back and forth at each other; both frantically pointing fingers and pent up frustrations spilling out. It doesn't take long before Stan breaks and goes from yelling to crying. His true state comes to light and he finally expresses how their distance has affected him and that it's really been messing with his head —especially now with the newfound feelings he's been having lately. Kyle's silent for a moment taking this all in before bombarding Stan with apologies for everything, feeling stupid.

The implications from Stan's words earlier aren't lost on him though and once things calm down, he then takes the chance to confess his own feelings as well while also admiting he misses being close to each other. Now they're both feeling like idiots and reconcile, deciding to be more open with each other and figure out how to move their relationship further from here.

#veespeaks #anon ask #south park #stan x kyle #style #stankyle #stanky #lowkey had me almost writing a fanfic lol #twas a bit tempting ngl...maybe one day #i had so many episodes I wanted to cite but I didn't want this to be like a 10 page essay #anyway hope this was a fun read! I never thought about this before tbh

[venusjaynie]

thank you lovely 🧎‍♀️ I rlly like ur idea of billy being so touchy with reader in front of the fruity four. ignore this idea if u don’t like it but.. how abt cockwarming with billy while hanging out w them? U both have a blanket wrapped around u and u are sat on his lap and he slips himself inside of u because he’s so horny for u. U wanna move but he won’t let u because the others will get suspicious. eventually he can’t take it the tension anymore turns you around thrust into you chasing his high at a relentless pace while you suck his neck whilst the others realise what’s happening and are in awe of how good billy as he degrades and praises you?

LMAO I need to touch some grass 😭 ignore this if it’s too long HAHA

oh my god. this is amazing. i changed the ending slightly just because exhibitionism isn't really my thing, but i hope you still enjoy it!

billy hargrove x fem!reader

cw: 18+ MDNI cockwarming, p in v sex, dom!billy, sub!reader, jealous!billy, brat!reader, degrading, edging, (tiny bit of) hair pulling, unprotected sex (wrap it before your tap it!), petnames (sweetheart, dollface etc) fluffy ending because i'm a slut for fluff

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You and the rest of the older kids are in your living room, having a pajama night - not party, which Eddie was adamant about- and the seven of you were spread out across the floor, sofas and armchairs. The movie you had been watching was now long forgotten, and the group of you were idly chatting and laughing.

Billy wasn't wearing a shirt, and his lower half was clad in pajama pants. Only pajama pants. You had asked him to put boxers on, but he was against the prospect of "caging his manhood" as he put it. You decided not to comment on it anymore, but the thought of him being completely naked save for a thin layer of plaid material practically had you dripping.

Billy has been clingy and possessive all night, and it's not that you necessarily mind, but that you'd rather him express his jealousy in the comfort of your bedroom (which, in his defense, is just upstairs) and not in front of Nancy, Jonathan, Steve, Robin and Eddie. He says he thinks Eddie has a crush on you, but you disagree. You've tried, on multiple occasions, to tell him that Eddie's your friend, and the friendly feeling is mutual, but he won't hear any of it. So, he's had you in his lap for the past 25 minutes, and every so often you feel him shift and readjust himself beneath you.

"Billy, how's things at the workshop?" It's Steve who asks Billy about work.

"Not bad, man. Pretty busy at the minute, but nothing I can't handle." He laughs lightly, but it quickly cut off as you subtly grind down against him. The blanket covering you both hides your movement pretty well, and the only one who has a real reaction is Billy. He coughs: a warning. You know you shouldn't push him further, but you can feel him getting hard, and you can't help but encourage him. You roll your hips slightly, and instead of facing the group, you turn to straddle him. He freezes up, and his eyes close for a split second, before he regains his composure and acts as though everything is normal.

Your arms are wrapped around his neck, and you movements are becoming more frequent, more consistent. You do your best to not make it obvious, but it's getting increasingly more difficult as Billy's reactions to your movements become more visible. You think you can see Nancy glancing over at the two of you occasionally but you don't have it in you to care at this moment.

After sometime, you cease your movements, and think that Billy will stop being so jealous.

You're wrong.

As you go to turn back around to face the group, Billy slips his cock into your cunt, and you go stiff.

"Shit, Billy." You half whisper-half moan into his ear, and he smirks. You don't more out of fear that the others will realise what's going on. You just bury your face into Billy's neck, and close your eyes tightly. He doesn't reply, but you can feel him smirking against your shoulder. You decide that if he gets to put his dick in you in front of everyone, you won't make it an easy feat for him.

Your lips attach to his neck, kissing it gently, moving upwards behind his ear, and you feel his sharply exhale against your skin. Your kisses slowly turn into biting and sucking little hickeys here and there, and you know he's becoming more pent up by the minute, but that doesn't deter you any.

Billy's sweating, his forehead is glistening and his palms are becoming clammy. He grabs your hips as a silent warning, attempting to pin you in place and slow your discreet rocking back and forth, but his actions do little to stop you.

He can tell the others are growing suspicious as Nancy's asked him twice if he's alright, and Jonathan has been wearily glancing over every so often.

"Fuck, you gotta stop, darlin'" He whispers to you, his voice quiet but demanding, however you shake your head in response, showing no signs of stopping.

"Isn't this what you wanted?"

"You're a fuckin' brat." His grip on you is probably strong enough to leave bruises, but that only makes you want to tease him further. You grind down some more, and leave some hickeys on his collarbone, right where you know everyone will see when he's on duty tomorrow at the pool. His left hand leaves your hip and reaches up to roughly grab your chin. He brings his mouth close to your ear, and bites your lobe, before dropping his voice and whispering,

"Bedroom. Now." And your heart nearly out of excitement.

You slowly pull off of him, emitting a breathy groan from the back of Billy's throat. Once you're sure he's pulled his pajama pants over his dick, you slide off of his lap, taking the blanket that was previously covering both you and your boyfriend, and excuse yourself, making up some batshit lie about how you need to look for something in your room.

When you leave, Billy waits approximately 17 seconds before Billy announces to the group that he thinks he should help you look. Eddie throws him a suspicious glance but doesn't say anything directly to Billy, instead whispering something to Robin. Billy isn't too sure that the group believe your lies, however he doesn't really care.

He makes his way up the stairs to your shared bedroom to find you lying on the bed, with a look of anticipation spread across your face. He smirks, and slowly stalks over to where you're lying, shorts and panties off and legs spread.

"I'm gonna fuckin' rip you apart, dollface." He takes off his clothing, and puts his big hands on your waist, lining up his rock hard dick with your entrance. Billy wastes no time in thrusting his cock into your pussy, and you could scream at the sensation. He fucks you hard, pushing his dick into you so he's balls deep, and then pulling almost the whole way out so just his tip in still in you.

"Fuck- Billy- Oh God!" You practically wail, your hands in his hair, tugging slightly on his curls.

"Gotta be quiet, sweetheart. We've got company downstairs, remember?" You do your best to nod at his words, even though you're struggling to comprehend what he's saying as he roughly shoves his dick into your weeping cunt. You can feel his balls slapping your skin with every thrust, and it gets you closer to your climax every time.

"Billy, I need to- fuck- need to cum." You're panting below him, so close to reaching your high, but he just laughs.

"You've been a brat tonight, don't you dare cum before I do." His words make you whine, but he doesn't seem to care, thrusting into you harder and wrapping your legs around his waist. "Saw Eddie starin' at you tonight. Bet he'd love to be where I am right now."

He uses his hand to move your chin, forcing you to make eye contact with him, and he almost cums at the mere sight of your watery eyes and pouty bottom lip.

"You rather have him fucking you?" You shake your head, but he tuts at you. "Nope, gotta use words, baby. You want Eddie to fuck you?

"No! Just want you, Billy." He smirks, and leans down to kiss you.

"Why's that, doll?" You try to answer, but the feeling of Billy gripping your hips hard enough to leave bruises has you speechless. "You don't think he could make you feel this good, huh? He couldn't make you cum as hard as I do?" You shake your head and tilt it back in please as Billy sucks and bites at your neck. "That's right, sweetheart. He couldn't please you how I do. Could never make you feel this way, ain't that right?"

"Yeah, Billy. He couldn't make me feel this good- fuck!" Billy's movements don't slow, but the slight stuttering of his hips tell you that he's reaching his high, and you arch your back, letting out a guttural moan at the feeling of his hips smacking against your thighs.

"Darlin'- shit- I'm gonna cum." Billy's hips rock against you and he plants his face in your neck, thrusting his dick into you and fucking you through his orgasm. You expect his movements to relent, but he keeps going, and you can't hold on much longer.

"Oh God, Billy- I'm gonna cum- Can I cum? Please?" His thrusts are slower now, less rhythmic, and he nods into your shoulder.

"Yeah, baby, cum for me. Just for me." At his words, you let go, and he kisses your chest, and your shoulder, working his way up to your lips, leaving markings on your neck and collarbone.

"Shit- you did so good for me, dollface." Billy connects his lips with your, kissing you softly - a stark contrast from his movements mere seconds ago.

"C'mon, let's get you cleaned up and then we'll go back to the others."

"Oh my god, I forgot they were here." Your cheeks heat up in a sort of embarrassment, but Billy just smirks at you.

"Hopefully they know what we were doing so Munson doesn't try to make a move on my girl. And if he didn't figure it out, the hickeys on your neck should relay the message."

"Ugh, I hate you." You swat at his shoulder, but he catches your hand before it makes contact with his body.

"No you don't." He lifts your hand to his mouth and kisses all the way up your arm, and you can't help the butterflies in your stomach from fluttering around.

"I know."

#billy hargrove #billy hargove x reader #jaynes asks #billy hargrove thots #jayne writes

[scorpioracha]

Dating Jeongin

Hi guys im sorry Innie’s took so long to write but I hope you enjoy this one!! This has not been proofread yet so if there’s typos it be like that💀You know the deal, comments,reblogs,likes,etc

Yang Jeongin 양 정인

-whenever I think about dating Innie I just think of that shy first love kind of crush that has him stumbling over his feet and acting hella dumb💀 baby bread has no game and I’m so sorry to say it, this is an Aquarius man. His was of shooting his shot is staring in your direction like 😐 and then getting back to the dorms to ✨manifest you✨

-It takes a while for this boy to even establish a friendship—let alone even let his mind wander to dating. And when I say it takes a while, it takes a WHILE. This boy has been oogling over you since god’s menu was just an idea in the studio💀 you were a friend of their choreographer and he would just kinda 🧍🏻‍♂️ whenever you were in the dance studio. You held an unofficial official position at JYP, mainly running little errands,picking up coffee for the boys,etc. usually whenever you had free time.

-Hyunjin’s evil ass dubbed you dance studio bae and of course being the hyung’s they were, they wasted no time in teasing the boy both in and out of the group chat. Poor baby bread was a red bean bun half the time you were around😔

-You honestly thought he didn’t like you at first, he rarely spoke, and when he did kept it extremely formal—he wouldn’t even look you in your eyes when you handed him whatever he needed. Everyone was more or less friendly and you thought he was just shy.

-you didn’t let it bother you too much because vying??? For a MANS attention??? Absolutely not. whenever there was down time in the studio or you were called in on the odd day the boys weren’t practicing you realized the other seven were all pretty friendly. You got Channie’s seal of approval and the rest of them took to you pretty quickly. You earned yourself the nickname ‘little mom’ as you couldn’t help but fuss sometimes, you still had a job to do.

-This caused Jeongin to realize two things about himself. One, he’s the jealous type. And two, he doesn’t like that shit at all. If you thought he was shy at first he was just downright cold now.

-you could see him out of the corner of your eye grimacing half the time and the other half his face was just blank.

-It all came to a head one day when you got sick of his bullshit. It was a recording day and you were plucked alongside the rest of the staff to help keep up with busy work. You work exhausted. Channie needed a towel, Hyunjin needed coffee, Jisung couldn’t find his anxiety meds and Seungmin was being a brat—you were worn absolutely thin and it was going to be a long day. You brushed past Jeongin to help Jisung rifle through his backpack because he said and quote ‘moms find everything’ when Jeongin had the nerve to scoff. You had never about faced so quickly in your life.

“Yang Jeongin-ssi, I’m done with your princess attitude”you said, “you can dislike me, but you will not disrespect me”

He was baffled to say the least, and you had to deal with Bang Chan’s numerous apologies and stuttering explanations of how he doesn’t even know what happened or how Jeongin wasn’t really like this. You weren’t hearing it. The rest of that day was spent in uncomfortable silence.

-After that incident Jeongin was better, but there was still something off about him. You could always feel his eyes on you whenever you got a little too close to the others, it was really starting to get on your nerves.

-You finally got fed up enough to bring the issue to Chan and this man could not hold it together. Like you were so close to beating his ass because what was so funny🤨

-He told you to just go speak to Jeongin yourself and when you did, he was back to the shy and awkward little fox you originally knew him as. It took you exactly .02 seconds to connect the dots and when you did you honestly felt kinda flattered

“Yang Jeongin, do you like me?”

He got so defensive oml

“N-no! Why would you think that??!” But his rosy cheeks and flickering eyes were answer enough.

You just patted his cheek and said, “maybe actually spend some time with me and we can see where this goes, yeah?”

-From that moment on, you started to see a new side of him. He was no longer Yang Jeongin, he became Jeongin who smiled with a shy thank you when you handed him his coffee. Jeongin who tried to catch your eye during rehearsal and grinned when he had your attention. Then eventually Innie who weaseled his way out practice sometimes via maknae privileges to join you on your errands.

“I don’t want y/n-ah to be alone”he’d mumble

-That’s how you found yourself with in a Starbucks of all places laughing at a story from one of his childhood trips to the beach, iced americanos forgotten on the side. It was the first snow of the year and you still couldn’t fathom why they all wanted cold drinks. A simple twenty minute errand turned into almost two hours of you two trading stories back and forth. He was elated to know how familiar you were with Busan and went on a tangent about how beautiful it was.

-Sadly this was cut short by Bang Chan himself showing up at the Starbucks with his 😐 face to drag you to back to the company.

-There was an unspoken agreement that you two were going to see each other again.

-you learned that the real Yang Jeongin was a complete gentleman. Your second ‘hangout’ was spent walking around a mall as it was too cold to be outside longer than necessary. Jeongin greeted you with a hot coffee and blushing his way through explaining how he remembered you preferred hot drinks. As you went from store to store you soon realized whatever you touched ended up in his shopping bag. You thought it was a coincidence at first until your eyes had lingered on a shirt for too long and you found the sleeve peeking out of one of his bags. You drew the line when you entered a jewelry shop and he looked like a kid caught in the cookie jar when you told him to put the earrings back.

“I just wanted to…I..Y/n I really like spending time with you”he said, you went to speak but he quickly shook his head. “I had this whole thing planned out cause I’m not too good with words but…I would really like to continue spending time with you”

You felt your heart almost beat out of your chest “what are you saying Jeongin?”

“Be mine y/n…please?”

You couldn’t help but slap the back of his neck “Yang Jeongin, you idiot” nothing more was said but you did leave the jewelry store with the earrings in tow and his hand in yours. Close enough that your hips bumped and you could smell his cologne clinging to his winter coat.

-Things were different after that and because of him you learned that different could be good. He loved to tease and be teased by his hyungs and that soon got extended to you. Wiping off your kisses,sticking his foot out to trip you and randomly chasing you through the building were a few of the things he was known for.

-But he still smiled all the way to his eyes whenever you showed up even though you were there multiple times a week. Even in all his teasing he was still a doter. Coming over to kiss the top of your head in between run throughs, handing you his phone to order food and forcing you to go home when you came in dead on your feet.

-He may be the maknae of skz but he was still hyung at home and that kinda status isn’t something you shake easily. Older than you or not he still treated you like his baby, he was going to take care of you in whatever way he could. He was a lot more mature than he usually lead on, obviously he had to be.

NSFW

-as we established Jeongin has a jealous streak that goes a mile wide. Now that he’s more secure in your relationship with each other it’s not so bad, but it’s still so easy to push his buttons if you know what you’re looking for.

-All inhibitions go out the window if you test him and you’ll find yourself in the nearest lockable room with your panties down and his tee shirt in your mouth. he’ll say the filthiest things too while he’s pounding into you, it’s like he comes a different person.

“You just love to piss me off huh? You like when I snap, right?”he whispered in your ear, “if you wanna be fucked like a whore you can just ask and not act like one”

-He’s the type to want you to scream so everyone can know you’re just girl, but with the idol image comes idol responsibility. He satiates the urge by having your cunt dripping on the floor and down the black denim of his pants. He likes when you mark him up just as much as he marks you.

-He is big on hickies, once again idol responsibilities his can’t be visible but he loves when you suck on his hip bones and thighs before he’s forcing his cock back down your throat. You are not safe from hickies either, invest in a real good concealer or just deal with never being able to wear low cut tops because he’s obsessed with your tiddies. He loves the way they look, the way they taste and how pretty your chest looks covered in his bites and he bites hard.

-He’s only programmed with two modes, making love and fucking. Unless it’s an anniversary or you specifically asked him for it, you’re fucking. Hard,fast and nasty. He’s the type to spit into your mouth and tell you swallow it for daddy like the good girl you are with that stupid smirk on his face.

-and shiii ay ay captain 🫡

-We all know about Channie but this is the other one with the daddy kink. It’s unexpected but that’s exactly what Aquarius’ are. He treats you like a princess in public but has you cuffed to his bed with a wand on your clit in private. And don’t get me wrong, he’s also got a praise kink.

He’ll be railing you from behind and drapes himself over your chest to say “does it feel good jagi? Is daddy doing a good job for you? Show me how good I’m doing by cumming all over my cock, yeah?”

-Y’all try to reverse the roles a few times but you just get too nervous with his piercing gaze on you and he can’t help but coo at you and wrap you up in his arms cause fuck if that wasn’t the cutest thing he’s ever seen.

-but if you could actually get past his stare and stoic demeanor, he wouldn’t be too opposed to being on the receiving end…

#skz #skz headcanons #skz hard thoughts #skz reactions #skz fluff #dating skz #skz yang jeongin #dating Jeongin #stray kids reactions #stray kids headcanons

[maid-of-time-writes]

Absolutely love the way you wrote eridan omg!!😩 Do you have any general relationship headcanons for him?

Oh wow, people actually liked the Eridan hc’s!

I could try general hc’s, tho I won’t guarantee they will be great TwT

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General Eridan Relationship Headcanons

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* This relationship would most likely take a lot of time and effort, Eridan’s personality is full of false bravado and colorful insults but since he genuinely loves you he would try his best to tone it down and be better about it.

* He’ll try to change himself for the better, learning how to be more genuine and just nicer in general, it’s hard but he’ll do it for you.

* At first he may act high and mighty if you’re a land-dweller. He acts as if he’s doing you a favor, as if you need to bask in his presence.. though slowly but surely he’ll warm up to you and realize that you may not be so different after all.

* When his mask breaks and you can genuinely trust each other he’ll start showing that he’s excited- yet apprehensive. He doesn’t know how this will go and that worries him, but with your help he’ll pull through.

* Like in the cuddle headcanons, he absolutely loves ranting about his interests and being genuine for once. It feels good to let down his walls and actually talk to somebody who cares about him. Of course he’d listen to your interests too, absolutely lovestruck and gazing at you (or the text on the screen, depending if it’s in person or not) with heart eyes, resting his head on his hands and leaning in on the table listening to your every word.

* He tries not to make everything about him, wanting to make you feel wanted too. If you want to do something with him then he’ll do it, dates are very frequent with the both of you typically choosing where to go.

* Of course he still occasionally acts “holier-than-thou” but now it feels.. less defensive, and if you were to point it out and joke about it he would only get flustered, not genuinely angry because now he trusts you.

* I love the whole “Eridan gets flustered over liking things” scenario but I also absolutely love exploring how it would feel to Eridan if he genuinely could trust someone, if he could let the walls he’s built up his whole life down around a single person who’s done nothing but love and care for him, and for that he would be eternally grateful even if he doesn’t show it.

* This dude is super clingy omg

* Whenever you two go out he will be holding your hand the entire time as a subtle way of saying “fuck off I’m dating them”

* He’ll also get jealous easily rip </3

* If anyone tries to flirt with you he’ll get super defensive about it, the troll would know not to mess with him after that though seeing as he’s a fucking Violet blood (which omg that sounds terrifying now that I’m thinking about it)

* As a violet blood he’s very loyal to you, willing to go through hell and back to keep you safe.

* He’s so happy that he met you, he can’t believe someone as amazing as you is his s/o <3

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I don’t feel 100% confident about this TwT might’ve gone a bit too far with the “trust” thing. If you have any criticism or advice please let me know!

#homestuck x reader #homestuck #homestuck x you #hs x reader #x reader #eridan ampora #eridan x reader #eridan ampora x reader

[saltygilmores]

Thoughts While Watching Gilmore Girls 2/16, There's The Rub, The Part Where Dean Shows Up And Ruins Everything, Part 5

Read parts 1-4 and all other episodes in my pinned post. This one may not come across as terribly funny; I felt the urge to continue with this episode but I also felt a bit off my humor game, probably because it's 8,000 fucking degrees outside. Maybe that's what's draining my funny juices. But it does contain a bonus surprise (something I've never done before), so read on. Where we last left off, we were moments away from armageddon as Dean was heading over to the Gilmore house, with his fucking pint of ice cream in a bag, ignoring Rory's wishes to be left alone because consent has never been his forte, hell bent on destroying this evening of blissful harmony being shared between Jess, Rory, and Paris. Rory has just checked the Butthead News and Weather report and learned that a Level 5 DeanStorm is bearing down on the Gilly Girls house. She immediately shifts into panic mode as she tries to evacuate everyone from the house.

I swear he is too smart for his own good. #AdmireTheBaby #ISAIDADMIREHIM

Please don't go, my love.

God, I'm ashamed to admit how long it took me to notice this was actualy a clever ploy to get Rory alone in her room. Clever baby.

I thought Jess was saying he wants to sit down and have a heart to heart talk with Rory, then I realized he actually meant Dean and that is way funnier. I love the absurd image of those two idiots working together to achieve mature conflict resolution. Totally bonkers concept. I've said it before and I'll say it again, if Dean and Jess would just fucking make out with each other there would be peace in Stars Hollow. Rory would be spared, Lindsey would be spared, Lorelai would watch her dreams of marrying Dean Forrester wither on the vine, Shane would still be alive and not murdered by Jess after the dance marathon...

Milos "tiny little ice cream package" line delivery in the following scene is so fucking adorable that I went ahead and made it into a video clip. I should start doing this more often tbh.

I don't know how Jess is always so fearless around Dean, if I were Jess I'd be pissing my fucking pants. Dean fucking terrifies me.

Shit. Is the cold fear that this fictional character instills in me on a regular basis a testament to Jared Padalecki's acting or what? I mean, I hope it's just acting. It's a little too convincing.

He is one scary motherfucker.

Poor Paris. Dean is so horrible to Rory in the next scene, like he is just getting more and more abusive towards Rory as time goes on. So you know what, I'm not even going to write about it. Fuck Dean Forrester. Paris jumps to Rory's defense and makes up an excuse to calm Dean down from his jealous rage and it works. I wish I just could give the both of them (Paris and Rory) a great big hug. Paris is a hero and her love for Rory knows no bounds.

You are not. Fuck you!

Rory, honey. No...just no. 😭

#denise rewatches gilmore girls #rory gilmore #jess mariano #milo ventimiglia #gilmore girls season 2 #theres the rub #paris geller #anti dean forester #The MESSAGES these shows were planting in our young millennial brains #Dean yells at Rory so she apologizes to him and kisses him #and promises not to spend her time with anyone else #like #I didn’t watch these kind of shows when they first aired #so this still blows my mind there was tv like this

[my-1heart]

Hold my hand

Vil Schoenheit x GN reader

Prompt: “Your hand fits in mine like it’s made just for me”

Warnings: reader gets shy/flustered easily, reader is physically affectionate (they play with Vil’s hands a lot), and reader falls asleep easily. (Idk if this makes people uncomfortable but just in case)

Entering Pomefiore in the early evening and looking for the dorm leader, was never a good idea. Any student of said dorm would tell you that, as this was the dorm head’s time to spend with his partner

“If you need me, you can relay a request from 6 am to 4:30 pm. Otherwise, you go to Rook.” was what the dorm head declared. No one dared to test this rule of his, for he didn’t just become the head of Pomefiore on a whim.

You would think with such a scary warning, that the beautiful dorm head, was a terrifying being. But if you were to see how he treated his partner, would make you change your opinion almost immediately.

The love and care he gives to them is enough to make one jealous.

To him, they were his world, his reason, and his biggest supporter. Even fighting Rook for that title. And to them, he complemented them perfectly.

That was why, he would leave his duties as dorm head to his vice leader when evening rolled by. That was why he was Vil Schoenheit and not Pomefiore’s Dorm Leader at this moment.

Moments spent with them were special. Even just sitting in silence as they played with his hand, was enough for him.

When they seemed to be enamored playing with his hands, he took this time to admire them. Their features, their gestures, just everything about them.

“Vil? Is there something wrong with my face?” Their voice seemingly lulled him out of his thoughts, as he looked at them and smiled.

“No, no. Nothing is wrong. Nothing about you could be wrong, my dear.” He answered them, words dipped with care and adoration.

Letting out a hum, they continued their ministrations with his hand.

Playing with it meant moving their hand all around his. Holding it, drawing shapes on it, kissing it, just any gentle gesture you could think of. The care that went into playing with his hand, had his heart melting.

“Hey Vil, I just noticed something.” They exclaimed, as they looked up at him with a smile.

“What might that be, dear?” He asked.

“Our hands! Look! They fit together so perfectly! Like they were made for each other!” They gushed, as they held both hands up towards his face.

“You think so? Maybe it was meant to be then.” He replied, admiring how they flushed just a bit from his response.

That was another thing that intrigued him about them, how they acted when someone caused them to fluster.

Unlike many others, who start to get a bit defensive, they’d get quiet and shyly go back to what they were doing before hand.

Which was exactly what they were doing, except now they were sitting between his legs. Perhaps this was their way of hiding their face, but no matter, Vil still found it adorable either way.

Sitting in silence, again, gave Vil the opportunity to plan things for the both of them to do later on. But his train of thought would be interrupted by a sudden weight leaning onto his chest.

Leaning his head just a bit forward, he could see that [name] had fallen asleep. Perhaps the silence was a little too soothing sometimes, he thought as he let out a quiet laugh.

Pulling their body closer to him, Vil was now holding them from behind as they slept leaning on him. Finding his hand still in their’s, he held it up towards his face and kissed their hand.

“You’re right, darling. Your hand fits perfectly in mine, like it was made for me.” He whispered, before leaving one last kiss and letting them continue to sleep.

June 21, 2022 3:49 pm

- I made this piece awhile back for my friend to read as we both were exchanging pieces to the same prompt and I really liked this one so here you go <3

Also I’ve been thinking about making a tag list on my posts since I don’t post often, perhaps a tag list would be helpful?

#twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #vil #vil schoenheit #pomefiore #twisted wonderland vil #twisted wonderland vil schoenheit #twst vil #twst vil schoenheit #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst vil schoenheit x reader #twst vil x reader #vil x reader #vil schoenheit x reader #twst pomefiore #zuzu’s twisted wonderland #zuzu’s creations

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☆ glass joe romantic headcanons ☆

headcanon shenanigans over (not)

- very pda heavy, not to the point where you could get kicked out of places for being too close but still pda heavy, hands on your shoulders, suprise hugs from behind and forehead kisses, needless to say, his love language is physical affection

- if he goes shopping he'll get you something no matter what, walmart? Expect a silly mug from him that reminds him of you, grocery store? Some cake for you just in case your sweet tooth acts up during the night, he cant stop connecting things to you

- gets jealous easily but will bite his tongue when hes around you, he may tell you something like "i dont trust them much but you do you" or "they seem up to no good" with friends suspiciously close to you, he makes sure he holds back on his jealousy to let you have fun but it kind of eats him up from the inside

- will defend you no matter what, really defensive about you in general, you could burn down a orphanage, stab someones grandma and he would be like "im sure they had their reasons, dont judge them until you've heard them" will not let anyone shit talk you

- likes drawing you when he misses you, will doodle silly things on grocery lists and notes for you to see you smile

- remembers anniversaries & celebrates them often, first time you two held hands? October 10th, first time you gave him a hug? July 15, ask him anything about the countless anniversaries you two have and chances are he remembers them down to the second

- will gladly let you infodump about anything you like, even if its about something he hates or isnt interested in

- turns into a concerned grandma when youre sick, checking up on you, asking if you want anything, bringing you soup, checking your temp, making sure you take your meds, generally doting on everything to make sure you get up on your two feet as quick as possible, literally cant bear to see you lying down in pain, if its something serious you bet your ass hes carrying you to the hospital, he'll carry you through the power of concern & panic no matter how heavy you are, will not let you raise a finger

- can and will dedicate songs to you, he'll listen to said song over and over if youre away and he misses you

- will dance with you if a cute romantic song comes on, both of you are gonna dance like a old couple at a party when their song comes on

- tons of cute petnames like "honey, dear, my love, my dearest, angel, sweetie, sweetheart"

#punch out #headcanon #punch out wii #punch out headcanons #glass joe #romantic headcanons #relationship headcanons #this goes out for the frenchfuckers #GLASS JOE FANS COME GET YOUR DINNER!!! #my heart goes out to the frenchfuckers #glass joe headcanons

[theabyssgazesalsointoyou]

RICHJAKE HCS

OH LET'S GOOOO

this is gonna be a long post lol 😭 i picked some questions that i liked from a list of ship asks

who is the most affectionate?: jake is better at expressing affection bc y'know he's jake. rich on the other hand has trouble with emotions/being soft in general

who wakes up first?: rich because jake is a night owl. school forces him into getting up early but even then he's staying up doing assignments so it takes him some effort to get up

who falls asleep first?: depends on their schedule but but when they go to bed together rich falls asleep quicker than jake (it's a habit for jake to make sure rich is asleep before he can go to sleep too)

who says i love you first?: i have a lot of thoughts about this but honestly leaning toward rich. something something jake is afraid of commitment/to believe rich actually loves him back and will stay etc etc

who hogs the blankets?: jake?? when rich has nightmares he tends to tense up & curl into himself as a defense mechanism (habit from the squip and his father...) while jake tosses and turns bc he's used to sleeping alone in a fucking. king sized bed.

who cries during watching sad movies or reading sad books?: both,,, jake is less likely to cry but if he's having a bad day and you make him watch like. bambi. he cries. lmao. he doesn't cry over sad romance movies or whatever but he cries over bambi. he doesn't get worked up over books though. rich on the other hand definitely cries over books. jake once heard him quietly sniffling in his room and went into full panic only to find a teary-eyed rich bent over a copy of oh i don't know some cheesy indie book like the fault in our stars.

who gets scared during horror films?: rich probably?? jake probably nitpicks the technical errors and whatever bc he's like that. rich pretends he's not scared and then later that night he climbs into jake's bed and clings to him

who cuts the other's hair?: neither of these boys can be trusted with scissors but rich would dye jake's hair at some point, a streak of orange to match his purple <3

who cooks best?: contrary to popular opinion, rich. jake grew up with the comfort of high-class restaurants and a personal chef or something. he's spoiled. even when his parents left he never had to learn because he had money while rich practically had to do everything at home.

who wears the other's jacket?: rich <3 he wears jake's old jerseys as pjs and steals his varsity jackets

who makes the other laugh most?: rich makes jake smile like an idiot without even trying but jake actively tries to get rich to laugh and succeeds most of the time. it's really soft okay rich went through a lot of shit he's not gonna laugh a lot if there's no one to make him🥺

love language?: jake - acts of service (giving), words of affirmation (receiving) / rich - gifts (giving), physical touch (receiving)

who is the cuddle initiator?: rich randomly leans against jake or climbs into his lap. like a cat.

who is more likely to make an impulsive decision and who is the voice of reason?: another unpopular hc but jake is the impulsive one. kid was the 'good boy' his entire life post-canon he just loses it at one point lol. rich on the other hand is familiar with like. the consequences of his actions so he's the one going "Jake. Jake. No."

thoughts on pda?: rich is slightly insecure, jake does not give a fuck he loves his bf so much,,, he's always casually playing with rich's hand or leaning against him or hugging him from behind

who is more likely to get jealous?: oh jake for sure. rich spends like 10 minutes talking to michael on the phone and he gets all pouty and clingy like a giant dog

who's messier?: probably rich but it's like. it's his own organizing system okay. he knows where everything is no jacob don't touch that it doesn't need to be 'put back in its place' that IS its place

who stays up way too late and who tries to drag them to bed?: both of them alternatingly but again jake thrives at night

flirting style?: jake is really smooth of course but he's kinda dorky too with his stupid cheesy pickup lines. and he tries to flatter through gifts bc y'know rich boy shit. rich on the other hand tries to play off his affection as joking at first but eventually is more serious & sincere about it. love letters and flowers...

who is more physically/verbally affectionate?: mm both but i like to think eventually rich starts to get real clingy and jake is absolutely a hopeless romantic

are they an introverted couple or an extroverted one (would they prefer to go out to a party or event together or would they rather stay in)?: a mix of both?? they prefer to go out but not where they have to socialize, just something they can enjoy alone. like camping or art galleries or movies or stuff not parties.

what would be their theme song?: currently i'm obsessed with call it what you want (taylor swift)

#orca answers #tysm for the ask!!! 💙💙💙 #bmc #be more chill #richjake #rich goranski #jake dillinger