#but WHY IS SHE SO UGLY IM GONNA CRY
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𝝑𝑒 synopsis. tired of the continuous bullying you’re receiving from the other concubines, you finally decide to stand up for yourself. the tension dulls when lord sukuna breaks the fight up.
tags. true form!ryomen sukuna x concubine!reader. sfw - angst kinda, little suggestive. mentions of bullying. violence. fighting. vile language. reader gets referred to as a ‘bitch, slut, whore’ by the concubines. reader gets referred to as ‘brat, woman’ by sukuna. not beta read bcs im sleepy. @ohimsummer, thank you for the idea LOL
you’re tired. tired of being treated like less by the others in sukuna’s harem. they’re salty—jealous—because of the shameless favoritism sukuna shows. you’re his favorite, the one he can’t seem to get enough of.
that’s exactly why you’re on the floor right now. you’ve fallen to your knees after tripping over a concubine’s foot. you were passing by to go to your headquarters, though apparently such a mundane thing can’t happen in this place without some woman interfering in the worst way possible.
“oops,�� the blonde one laughs as she sees you on the wooden floor. you’re covered in food and some. . . gooey beverage. you don’t know what it is, but it’s making everything feel uncomfortably sticky. your clothes, your fingers, your skin. it’s starting to itch.
“should’ve looked where you were going,” another girl chimes in. the brunette. she feigns pity and throws a handkerchief in your face, causing the other concubines to giggle. there are three of them in total. they always stick together to bully you.
the one with green eyes speaks up as well, “now now, don’t be so harsh to the poor slut! she’s got no brain to use after all.”
the other two laugh as you try your best to stay calm. you’re always telling yourself to be the bigger person in difficult situations. you’re clenching your hands into fists, your body basically trembling in anger. you want to swing. to show them that you’re worthy of respect.
“aww, she’s gonna cry,” the blonde one pouts—a mocking pout that gets on your nerves. the laughs sounding from the trio are like nails on a chalkboard. you want to make it stop. you’re tired of keeping it civil, when they have never tried doing the same.
your eyes land on the serving tray next to your hands. the one they emptied on your head ‘by accident’. you take a deep breath and try to remind yourself that it’s probably best to go wash up. they desperately want a reaction out of you and you refuse to give it to them.
despite it all, you’re mad. you’ve gone through enough of this. all because of sukuna’s favoritsm. all because you’re you.
they’re salty that they can never be you. you’ve seen their pathetic attempts to put you down yet simultaneously try and copy your entire existence. thinking that would somehow get them in your position as sukuna’s favorite.
you’re sick and tired of it. today’s the day you show them exactly that. you’re going to show those women that you can and will beat some sense into them.
“oy, dumb slut, answ—” the blonde is interupted before she could finish her sentence. a loud bang reverberates through the hallway and everyone falls silent.
she’s the one on the floor now instead of you. you’re up, the wooden tray in your hands, the one you just used to smack the life out of her. she’s whimpering and holding her red cheek. a nasty bruise is sure to form on her skin; deserved.
“i’ll answer you, alright,” you mumble under your breath. you’re panting as the adrenaline keeps pumping. you stand over her and lift up the serving platter in the air once more—bringing it down over and over against her head, which she’s trying to shield with her hands.
the other two concubines are frozen in pure shock. you’re not thinking anymore. you’re on autopilot. the woman’s yelps and screeches are music to your ears. “hah. you sound as ugly as you look,” you spit on her, watching the blood trickle down the corner of her mouth. you lift your arms up to bring the wooden platter down on her body again, but you’re stopped.
the green eyed concubine had moved first. she grabs your wrists with one hand and smacks you across the face with the other. “have you lost your mind?!” she yells and raises her hand to slap you again. the disrespect you’re showing clearly was not expected nor is it welcomed.
“don’t you fucking touch me,” you kiss your teeth. you’re glaring at her with pure hatred. you push and slap her right back. you’re sure the blonde won’t be up for a while now—she’s done for.
you don’t know if you went a bit overboard with it, considering she’s barely conscious anymore, but you couldn’t care less at the moment.
you’re surprised when the third concubine yanks your hair. “oh, you little bitch!” the brunette grabs a bunch of your hair with both hands and tugs at it to drag you down on the floor. you wince in pain but quickly pull at her own brown locks. you struggle to keep your balance and your scalp aches.
you hate it when women go for your hair when fighting, though luckily you know your way out of it. you take a deep breath and bring her head down, lifting your left leg up at the same time. her forehead comes crashing down on your knee and she loosens her grip on your hair.
“disgusting,” you huff and take the opportunity to push her fragile body aside, making her trip over the blonde girl on the floor. you can’t help but think that your current state is quite similar to a certain someone.
the violence. the seething anger. you’ve seen this scene way too many times before. you’ve learnt it from him.
your thoughts are interrupted by someone pulling the back of your hair, causing you to stumble backwards. “a whore like you needs to be taught some manners,” the green eyed concubine sniffs and keeps a tight grip on your hair. she delivers a few punches to your face, which you actually struggle to block for a second.
the force hitting your nose makes it bleed. that only angers you further. you gather some saliva in your mouth before spitting it out right in the girl’s eyes. you take your chance and grab her hair, smashing her head against the nearby fusuma. the thin plaster the sliding doors are made out of breaks, and she falls right through into the other room.
“i think you all need to be taught how to act,” you pant and wipe the blood dripping down your chin with the back of your hand. you walk through the opening you made in the frail door, kicking the concubine right in the face as revenge for the nosebleed she gave you.
you crouch down, your fingers tangling into her hair. you yank her head up and stare her right in the eyes. there’s an eerie, dark look in yours. “why can’t you just accept that you’re nothing but trash in your lord’s eyes?” you sneer. you are pitying them instead of the other way around, like how it usually would be.
and they despise it.
“you fucking—” “bitch? slut? whore?” you finish her sentence for her with an exasperated sigh. you’ve heard those insults a thousand times before. it’s nothing new. it’s always the same nasty and repetitive comments. you slap the concubine in front of you again for good measure before standing up, “you should come up with something new. it’s getting boring.”
you walk over to the other two, who are still recovering. you add to your last comment with a shrug, trying to hit them where it hurts, “your repetitiveness explains why lord sukuna rarely calls for you at night. i bet your severe lack of creativity shows even in bed.”
“you’re just a boring and hopeless bunch,” you’re out for blood. the blonde and brunette are looking up at you with fear and the sight excites you for some reason. they’re crawling away, trying to go find someone who would save them. the servants are nowhere to be found. nor is uraume, who usually stops the petty arguments.
they’re terrified by how you’re acting right now. they’re clearly seeing sukuna in you. in your eyes and the aura you’re emitting.
you’re mirroring him, his merciless personality and all included. he’s subconsciously taking over your mind and it’s terrifying them.
your steps are heavy as you walk towards the concubines. you don’t pay attention to the blood trickling down your chin, nor do you care about the ache in your scalp from the earlier hair pulling. all you care about is getting revenge for yourself.
you could complain to sukuna and have him punish them in your place, but that wouldn’t be enough. you’re going to make sure that they don’t try you again any time soon. you grab the blonde by her arm, lifting your fist to punch her—
“oi, brat.”
your eyes widen and you snap out of your mad daze. sukuna’s voice shakes the floors with how loud it is. you whip your head to the side and see his tall figure standing at the end of the hallway—uraume being right behind him. it looks like they were the one that rushed to inform sukuna of the ruckus.
you drop the other concubine and look at the mess. the broken fusuma. the blood splatter on the wooden flooring. your disheveled hair and clothes. your bleeding nose. the crimson stained plate and spilt food that got everywhere.
it’s a complete mess.
sukuna doesn’t utter a word. he just glares right at you. you’re not sure if it’s because of your irresponsible behaviour or the mess you created. or both. he marches over to you and grabs you by the back of your collar with one big hand.
“m-my lord,” you whimper, nearly choking as you’re held up in the air like you weigh nothing, like one would do to a cat’s nape. one of sukuna’s hands keeps you up whilst the others hang limply by his side. his red eyes scan your body, moving up and then back down.
you don’t know what to say. you surely have overstepped a boundary - or multiple - with what you’ve done today. you’ve disturbed the peace in the estate and have caused damage to sukuna’s property. both to his women and the interior of his palace.
you cough up a bit of blood that was stuck in the back of your throat. you’re uncertain of how you should explain yourself. “i’m sorry, my lord. i didn’t know what came over me,” you apologise and look down at the floor below your feet. you’re too embarrassed to look the king of curses in the eyes.
sukuna stays silent. it’s nerve wracking since you have no idea what he’ll do in response to your outburst. his facial expression is blank, so you aren’t able to guess what’s going on in his head. it’s a complete mystery.
however, the tall man is secretly more amused than anything. what you’ve just done, is one of the most interesting things he has seen a human do. sukuna witnessed everything from the beginning to the end and thoroughly enjoyed it. from the way you used that serving plate as a weapon to the way you managed to get out of those concubines’ grasps each time.
it’s strange to sukuna; he felt something when he saw you in action like that.
pride? perhaps that’s it. sukuna can’t pinpoint the exact emotion, though if he were to describe it, the closest word would be indeed pride. he is proud to have discovered and witnessed that untamed side of yours. you’re always full of pleasant surprises that keep even a dangerous curse like him on his toes.
it’s why he will never get bored of you. he wishes to unleash your full potential one day.
sukuna finally breaks the silence with an amused snicker. one of his hands move to wipe the blood from your nose. you cringe when he slowly licks the red liquid from his fingers afterwards—clearly ravishing the metallic taste.
“y’ finally did something, huh?” sukuna grins wickedly. he knows of the harassment you’ve been going through and he couldn’t wait to see you snap like this one day.
it’s sickening that he allows the bullying to continue just for the sake of creating drama, but it’s also worth it to him, since he’s got to unlock a side of you he knew you had buried deep inside. sukuna is a selfish bastard. you know that much, yet you like it when he looks at you with a prideful gaze and grin.
it’s so obvious that sukuna took pleasure in what he’s witnessed. he couldn’t believe how much you actually resembled him in a way.
if he were to be honest: it turned him on like crazy. seeing how you fought back against those women and how nearly deranged you became. the degrading words you spewed. . . sukuna cannot get enough of it. if it were up to him, he’d have let you continue. but for your own sake, he decided against it.
as much as he loves that untamed side of yours, sukuna knew that he couldn’t let you go too far. not because he wants to defend those other women, but because he still needs you to stay sane. going down that path of violence surely will do you more damage than good.
he’ll fully corrupt you - your body and mind - one day. just not today.
sukuna lets you back on your feet after you nearly fail to breathe. he cocks his head to the side, still having a menacing smirk on his face. he roughly pinches your cheek, “it was entertaining, i’ll give you that, woman.”
you wince as sukuna pinches the exact cheek you had a bruise on. he’s never done so before, therefore you don’t have a clue about the meaning behind that gesture. though the compliment told you that he was pleased by the ruckus more than he was annoyed by it.
sukuna still hasn’t bat an eye to the other concubines. they are waiting for their lord to punish you for hurting them, but it all seems to be in vain. they know better than to speak up about that to him. they’re easily replaceable. they know that by now. it’s as clear as day.
you’ve drilled that into their head today.
the king of curses pushes your small body towards uraume and you nearly bump against their chest with how easily he moved you around. uraume catches you in time and helps you stand straight, awaiting their master’s orders.
sukuna checks you out one more time in that disheveled state, before you go back to your formal and reserved self. his interest in you has been piqued by today’s events and he wonders when he can experience that side of yours again. he nods at uraume, “make sure she’s properly taken care of.”
uraume doesn’t waste a single second after being given an order. “understood,” they reply curtly and keep you steady so you could walk with them towards the physician’s quarters.
you look up at sukuna, trying to catch a glimpse of him before you’re taken away. he’s staring right back at you, the corners of his lips twitching into another subtle grin. he’s surprisingly pleased and content with your actions.
however it’s also not so surprising, considering that he loves it when you show any hint of resistance or stubbornness. whether it’d be to him or to his concubines.
sukuna’s facial expression turns cold the moment you’re gone and he’s left with the mess. “she took the words right out of my mouth,” he stares down at the three women on the floor who’re still unable to stand. he’s not helping them up—that’s their own problem, “y’re a pathetic bunch.”
the concubines flinch as they hear the inevitable from their own lord. hearing it from you was frustrating, but hearing it directly from the man that’s taken them in is heartbreaking. they don’t dare look up at him in such pitiful states.
“all three of you,” sukuna addresses them sharply. his arms cross over his chest, a ruthless tone to his voice. the concubines tremble in his presence, though it’s partially still because of the fear you’ve implemented in their systems.
he would’ve killed them off right then and there, though you’ve done enough damage to them both physically and mentally for now.
sukuna however, still couldn’t care less about their wellbeing. their wounds and bruises are something they’ll need to fix on their own.
he points at the floor and broken door with his head before turning around to leave the miserable trio. sukuna leaves them with an order that’s usually left to the servants;
“clean up the damn mess you caused. it better be taken care of before i return. ‘nd i don’t wanna hear a single squeak from any of you about this.”
#sttoru writes.#jjk x reader#sukuna x reader#jjk x you#sukuna x you#jjk x y/n#sukuna x y/n#ryomen sukuna x reader#jjk angst#sukuna angst#bye this is also a crack fic to me
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tiktok bad booo but it even worse when everyone misinterprets characters i like and i have to make an argument in 250 characters less
#people who want characters raised in severely fucked up situations to be. normal and maybe show that they have trauma by crying r so boring#anyways lydia was raised among people who act like feral animals shes going to be fucked up!!! if you only look at the panel#where she licks carls eye scar yeah ofc its gonna be weird but im sure she got her point of carl shouldnt believe hes ugly or scary#she thinks hes cute and oh oh!!! lydia and carl bang so much why would kirkman include it wah WAH#considering that the whole shtick of the whisperers is the weak get whats coming to them unless they fight back#and lydia was a CHILD against grown ass adults. she even says she was sexually taken advantage of. and carls so sweet and nice to her!!!#makes her feel loved and wanted and she feels like all she can give him is sex and he makes smthin that hurt her so much and was forcibly#taken from her gentle and sweet#and this isnt a ohhhh carl took advantage of her too. he cared for her very much. and at the end of the comics where he and sophia end up#together but him and lydia are still best friends is sweet bc eventually they realized their care for each other wasnt romantic they were#teenagers figuring shit out so BOOM lydia and carl werent forced and its not creepy and everyone can leave her ALONE
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ATLA/LOK incorrect quotes
F, M & GN reader | every scenario without the readers gender being specified is Gender Neutral.
Bolin, on the phone with Mako: Mako, I need you to come pick me up.
Mako: Why?
Bolin: Y/n is busy passive-aggressively doing the dishes they asked me to do 6 hours ago.
Bolin: This house is not safe anymore.
-
Mako: Hey, whats for dinner?
Bolin: I cant tell you, its a soup-rise.
Mako: Is it soup?
Y/n: We soup-ose is could be.
Mako: Enough with the soup puns you two.
Bolin: Aww, you never soup-port our jokes.
[Five minutes later]
Mako: It was fucking tacos.
-
Mako: The stars look really pretty tonight.
Y/n: Yeah, they do.
Mako: You know who else looks pretty tonight?
Y/n: Asami.
Mako, at the same time: Korra.
Y/n: What?
Mako: What?
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Toph: Do you do anything other than whine like a little bitch?
Y/n: Sometimes I whine like a BIG bitch.
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Mako, not looking up from his book: What did she(Kuvira) do now?
Y/n: SHE SMILED!
Mako: At you?
Y/n: No, at her dumb friends, but she looks like an angel.
Mako: Go away, Y/n.
Y/n: Shut up, I watched you pine after Korra while in a relationship with Asami.
Mako: Go on.
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Korra: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.
Lin: That’s not how you make cookies.
Y/n: FLOOR IT!
Bolin: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?
Lin: yOURE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN!!
Korra: IM GONNA HARVEST THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES!!
Y/n&Bolin: DO IT!
Lin: NO-
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Korra: I’m small, but knowing.
Tall!Y/n: You dont be knowing what the top of a shelf looks like though.
Korra: …
Tall!Y/n: …
Korra: Bitch.
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Bolin and Mako watching Y/n from a distance chase a squirrel.
Bolin: Thats the person I see myself married to in the future.
Bolin: Thoughts?
Mako: …
Bolin: …
Mako: ..and prayers, bro.
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Y/n: My autistic friend(book 1 zuko) is my favourite person on the planet. I asked if he would still be friends with me if I got a mullet and without looking up he said “we are not friends” like ok bestie.
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Korra: Theres only one thing worse than losing.
[Tips over paper saying ‘losing Y/n’]
Y/n: Me.
Korra: No-
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Y/n: Are you sure you’re ok?
Zuko, crying: Yeah, it’s just these onions, man.
Y/n: …
Zuko: …
Y/n: Those are potatoes.
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[Asami, puts on chapstick]
Y/n: What flavour is that?
Asami: oh its [chapstick flavour].
Y/n: Lemme taste.
Asami: Sure.
[hands chapstick]
Y/n, kisses Asami
Y/n: Shit it does actually taste like [Chapstick flavour].
[Asami blushing like crazy]
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Y/n: Aang, why do good people die young?
Aang: When you are in a garden full of flowers, which one do you pick?
Y/n: The ugly ones.
Aang: Exactly- wait wait what, why?
Y/n: Because ugly bitches dont belong in my garden.
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Toph: Hi, im your doctor today, I’ll be drawing your blood as soon as I’m done with my capri sun.
[Misses the hole four times before finally getting the straw in]
[Y/n, sweats profusely]
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Sokka: I have the sharpest memory, name one time I forgot something.
Y/n: You forgot me and Suki back in the fire nation 3 weeks ago.
Sokka: I did that on purpose, try again.
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Y/n: Listen to me, love is a scam.
Bolin: You’re making a valentines card for Mako right now.
Y/n, points glue gun at him: You’re on thin fuckin ice.
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Zuko: Whats with the napkin on the glass door?
Y/n: Aang keeps walking into the glass door, so I thought this might help.
Aang: Oh cool, a floating napkin!
[Walks into glass door]
#atla#lok#x reader#korra x reader#bolin x reader#mako x reader#asami x reader#sokka x reader#toph x reader#zuko x reader#aang x reader#atla x reader#lok x reader
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OLD YOONGI -
[ min yoongi x reader ]
YOONGI :3
you have 1 miss call from yoongi :3
yoongi: i’m killing myself
you have 2 miss calls from yoongi :3
yoongi: do you want me to kill myself?
y/n: send a picture of ur face rn
yoongi: why didn’t you answer??
y/n: shut up and send
yoongi: why?
y/n: cuz i asked
yoongi: you demanded
y/n: ur into that
yoongi: shut up
y/n: :p
ur face
rn
pls
yoongi: no
ur just gonna say something weird
y/n: i won’t
yoongi: whatever
y/n:
got me twiddling my thumbs and shit🥰
ur such a cutie
let’s do a blood bond
no joke i’m so hard rn
yoongi: …
y/n: want proof????
yoongi: talk to me like a normal girlfriend
y/n: hello amazing beautiful boyfriend
yoongi: ew???
y/n: pookie??
yoongi: leave me alone
y/n: you literally called me?
yoongi: and you didn’t answer
y/n: just say ur obsessed with me…
yoongi: going to the coffee shop
y/n: WITHOUT ME???
fucking snake oh my god
yoongi: what do you want??
y/n: 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
yoongi: ur making me sick
y/n: stop being mean to me
yoongi: sorry :3
what do you want pretty
y/n: your mouth against my mouth
yoongi: ok bye
y/n: boooo ur boring
yoongi: don’t be upset with me when i come home with no coffee for you
y/n: what are you getting
yoongi: vanilla latte
7 espresso shots
y/n: bro????????????????
you might as well do cocaine what the hell
yoongi: who is bro?
y/n: i want to fuck u rn
btw
if you didn’t know
now you do
yoongi: ur real strange
y/n: i can be strange in bed
yoongi: no thanks???
y/n: just tell me to shoot myself in the head fuck
yoongi: wtf are you even talking about rn
y/n: yoongi don’t you get tired of pretending ur not deeply in love with me and would literally ask how high if i said jump
yoongi: what do you want from this fucking coffee shop oh my god
i’m almost there
y/n: ur so in love with me it’s actually overbearing
yoongi: i’m blocking you
y/n: what would you do if i kissed namjoon
yoongi: ????
why would you do that??
stop asking me stupid questions
y/n: i just want to know
yoongi: stop talking
y/n: if i stop talking that means i’m dead
yoongi: i can’t wait till that day comes
y/n: ummm what the hell
ur literally gonna die first
ur 30……
yoongi: how do you know i’m gonna die first
you god or something??
y/n: baby ur 30
yoongi: i’m aware
y/n: im gald you understand
yoongi: ?
whatever
getting u a iced caramel frappe thing ok??
don’t want it don’t care
y/n: when he knows ur order 😍
yoongi: nvm i’m not getting it for you actually
y/n: when he’s broke and ugly 🤬
yoongi: 😐
y/n: i’ll lick you head to toe
i lied i’m sorry
ur not ugly
AT ALL
yk that baby
yoongi: but i’m broke?
y/n: maybe idk
you not wanting to buy me the drink says a lot….
yoongi: whatever don’t care anymore
y/n: you’re a liar
you literally almost cried just now
yoongi: no i didn’t
y/n: you did
yoongi: not
y/n: i love u
yoongi: ok
y/n: say it back stupid bitch
yoongi: i love you
y/n: <3333333333333333333
yoongi: this is toxic
y/n: me and namjoon are toxic
yoongi: there is no you and namjoon
y/n: can i dream in peace
yoongi: shut up
cuz what if i said
y/n: NO DON’T SAY ANYTHING
OH MY GOD IM GONNA TJROW UP
DONT PLS -£/££/£2&:&:£:£.£
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😞😞😞😞😞
BABY 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
ILL LITERALLY CRY IF YOU SAY ANOTHER WOMANS NAME
yoongi: but you can talk about namjoon??
idk this doesn’t seem fair love :/
y/n: don’t even know a namjoon
is that a fruit or something????????
yoongi: that’s what i thought
y/n: shut the hell up
yoongi: :3
y/n: random question but are you single lol
yoongi: no
y/n: damn that’s crazy
i hope she dies
yoongi: me too
y/n: WOOOOOWWWWW
yoongi: idk what you expect me to say
y/n: dni rn
yoongi: ok
y/n: ur interacting i told you NOT to
fucker
ok
good
stupid idiot loser bitch
UGH
sighs
so like…
*tucks hair behind ear*
you come here often?😍
don’t ignore my flirting what the hell
yoongi: what do you want from me
y/n: some love and appreciation would be nice idk..
yoongi: at the coffee shop standing in line now
y/n: bet the way you standing is hot as hell
yoongi: ??
tf is actually ur issue
y/n: don’t ?? me
ur making me look insane
yoongi: you are insane
y/n: this yoongi would never treat me
like this
yoongi: ew
never show me that again
y/n: but you look so silly and edible :33
i remember the day you took this so clearly
you sent it to me and begged me
to tell you if it was ok to post or not
SIGHSSSSSSS
wow miss old yoongi
now ur just a slut whose naked all the time
yoongi: i am not naked all the time
y/n: SIGHSSSSSSS
what happened to my little lover boy
who would tell me he loves me 475 times a day
yoongi: i tell you i love you all the time
y/n: ok but you say it like i have a gun to ur head
yoongi: i love you
y/n: not convinced
yoongi: whatever
y/n: SIGHSS
the old yoongi wouldn’t of given up so easily
yoongi: i love you there is literally nothing more to say
y/n: old yoongi would have more words
yoongi: i reallllly love you
y/n: SIGHSSSSSSS
yoongi: babe…
y/n: looks left looks right
sighs
yoongi: you are great
i love you
i appreciate you
i want to kiss you
y/n: i could cry
best day of my life
i’ve never seen you this emotional yoongi
kinda off putting
you on ur period or something 💀
yoongi: ?????????????
stop talking to me
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Concept: ME2, told through Shepard's very active text chain with bestest best buddy Wrex after he leaves the Normandy post-ME1.
Like. Cerberus has a new omnitool for her aboard the SR2 and the first thing she does is try to contact him and Garrus. It takes a few days - and a few frustrating phone calls - to reactivate her old line and forward her messages and contacts and shit, but eventually they all ping her at once as the tool downloads them
10 November 2183
[10:46 GST] Urdnot Wrex: [11 missed calls]
[10:48 GST] Urdnot Wrex: pick up
[10:51 GST] Urdnot Wrex: answer me
[10:52 GST] Urdnot Wrex: alliancenewsnetwork.ex/breaking_news_ssv_normandy_shot_down_over_alchera
[10:53 GST] Urdnot Wrex: ur ok?
[12:01 GST] Urdnot Wrex: shepard?
[14:32 GST] Urdnot Wrex: SHEPARD???
10 November 2184
[8:51 GST] Urdnot Wrex: img_attachment_bottle_of_ryncol_very_blurry.jpg
[8:52 GST] Urdnot Wrex: cheers
[8:52 GST] Urdnot Wrex: fucking. pyjak
And she gets back in touch with him, explains what happened to her and why she was MIA for two years, has a bit of a quick cry maybe because she misses him and she's surrounded by Cerberus lifers and she just wants someone on board she can trust to have her back, and from then on Wrex has to get used to receiving weird contextless texts on a regular basis
Like
[9:17 TNT] Shepard: LOOK WHO I FOUND
[9:17 TNT] Shepard: img_attachment_garrus_asleep_in_medbay_post_surgery.png
[9:18 TNT] Shepard: Ignore all the bandages, his face fell off but we fixed it. You will not believe what he's been doing im going to kill him
[13:18 TNT] Shepard: video_attachment_garrus_fascinated_by_medbay_automatic_doors.mp4
[13:18 TNT] Shepard: Anaesthetic is wearing off...slowly...
And
[17:08 TNT] Shepard: img_attachment_urz_wearing_hotdog_costume.png
[17:08 TNT] Shepard: :)
[17:09 TNT] Urdnot Wrex: i gave u that thing to win u credits and ur just putting it in stupid outfits
[17:10 TNT] Shepard: img_attachment_urz_asleep_on_bed_with_plushie.png
[17:11 TNT] Shepard: yeah :) he baby
[17:13 TNT] Shepard: instagram.ex/urztherescuevarren
And
[22:31 TNT] Shepard: img_attachment_harbinger_assuming_direct_control.png
[22:31 TNT] Shepard: wHaT tHe FuCk WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK
[22:47 TNT] Shepard: img_attachment_collector_corpses.png
[22:47 TNT] Shepard: nvm we good man these things UGLY
And of course, some go in the opposite direction.
[05:17 GST] Urdnot Wrex: so you finally did it eh
[05:25 GST] Shepard: Did what?
[05:29 GST] Urdnot Wrex: vakarian. about damn time
[05:41 GST] Shepard: oh my god 😂
[05:41 GST] Shepard: brb gonna go kill grunt
[05:42 GST] Urdnot Wrex: whatever a "step" dad is, he thinks hes getting one
Just. Shep and Wrex staying a big part of each others lives despite all the lightyears and star systems and backbreaking responsibility between them
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more rodrick PLSSSSS it can be anything
omg this is my first req ever and im so excited thank you!!
you wanted more Rodrick well here's more Rodrick.
part 2 out now!!
summary: Rodricks your best friend but thats not enough for you. As much as you hate to admit, you like the boy. That's why you show up drunk and high at one of his infamous house parties after he'd ranted to you about how he was so so in love with Heather Hills.
warnings: angst, heartache, kissing, Heather Hills, pining, weed, alcohol, crying, one sided love kinda, self hate
wc: 1k+
"She was so pretty."
"Oh yea?"
"No. I dont think you understand, like the way her hair smelled when she strut past me, the smell of..... smell of something light. Fresh! Pink even."
Rodrick practically had stars in his eyes when he described how his crush was at school. You'd be ecstatic if the crush was you, but the world is cruel so here you were talking about Heather Hills for the last hour or so.
"Y'know... I heard she spat on Louise last week. Poor kid, was dosed in her icky saliva for the whole day." Y/n was selfish but she tried to paint Heather in a bad light.
"Shit i'd pay good money for her to spit on me."
Well that backfired she thought.
"Freak" Y/n lightly laughed as she fell back onto Rodricks soft bed. Chest heaving up and down whilst her mind felt clouded.
"What can I say, love makes anyone a freak."
There was that word again. Love. How could he be bloody in love with little miss Heather Hills. The queen of highschool. The perfect girl. Pretty blondie. Pretty face. Y/n quickly began to realise there were plenty of reasons for Rodrick to crush on her. Y/n was a nobody. She thought her face ugly, her style wack, her eyes too uneven. She hated, hated, hated herself and wished she looked like Heather.
"Oh. My. God. I just had the best fucking idea" Rodrick exclaimed with the dorkiest smile he could produce, each fine line below the thickness of his eyebrows seen under the dim lighting of his room.
"Hmm?" Y/n buzzed as she basked in the coolness of his sheets
"M'gonna throw a party" "Heather would definitely come, i mean its one of my parties we're talking about."
Flashbacks to Rodrick's last party hit y/n's head like a train when she remembered how chaotic and horrible the experience was. Drunk teens shouting and chugging unknown beverages, shoulders brushing against shoulders constantly as she tried to find a room she could breath in without having to see another damn couple absolutely devouring eachother. Each and every minuscule second she'd spent in that house made her want to puke. The sight that made her want to puke the most was Rodrick's clearly drunk self throwing himself onto Heather, eyes sparkly with hope whilst she just sat there smiling so sweetly it was sickening.
Quickly she was sent back to reality.
"D'you think that's a good idea?" she questioned, tired.
"Course it is! she always comes to my things"
"Kay' whatever you think is gonna earn you your little dream girl specimen."
"Trust me, this times different." That's what he always said.
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It's ok. It's ok. I-It's.... it's gonna be fine. she told herself as she admired the makeup she'd put on for tonight's occasion, she'd tried to copy one of Heathers famous looks, but quickly realised it didn't suit her skin so she stuck to her usual and hated herself for it. It was dreadfully the day of his party. The day that she'd have to witness him openly flirt with Heather just because he had an excuse to down a dozen bottles of cheap booze. She swiped a smear of lipstick that somehow ended up below her lip and sighed as she adjusted her shirt. Why do you always give in? Just confess you idiot. No! what the fuck am i thinking. she scrunched her nose and took a deep breath in, abusing her vanity with the pressure from the pads of her fingers.
She really really didn't want to go. She couldn't bare seeing Heather show up with her annoyingly perfect face, her perfect nose, her perfect hair, her stupidly sweet personality that everyone gaped over. Fuck it. She hated herself and wanted to forget that Rodrick even existed.
She found her not so hidden stash of weed she'd carelessly left under a pile of worksheets from her chemistry class, something ionic bonding. She didn't know how long it'd sat there for but it stained the ziplock bag a dull yellow. The bag was crinkled and smelled like the thought of Rodrick. Whenever she was upset or mad at Rodrick she'd smoke weed to drown the thoughts out but she slowly realised it was ruining the drug as a whole for her.
She rolled a joint in a random piece of paper she'd found thrown on her floor and lit up the end, taking a deep whiff of it, smile playing on her lips.
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"Animals.....Elephants....Tiguurrrsssss!" She slurred as she laid flat on her disheveled bed scrunching the sheets as her eyes formed stars around her ceiling. She got up abruptly, hair a mess and rubbed her eyes deepening the pressure with every second. "Rrrr... What time? Uggggh" She sighed as she reached for her phone. Her room was cloudy and smelled of green. Beside her were a few empty glasses so she took a sniff, curious. Happy juice? No, Vodka she thought. She saw the emptied out bottle of cheap convenience store alcohol by the side of her feet a long with the yellowed bag of weed which was empty. it'd been around 2 hours since she blacked out on her bed somehow thinking about how her fan looked like the shape of animals. Shit, fuck, ass, asshole! she muttered under her breath as she plopped back down.
"Why not? What's thurrr worst that could happennn?" she mumbled eyes fluttering as she picked up her bag and stumbled out her window, careful not to wake anyone. She took the route down the tree that always worked for her but in a clumsy fashion as she fumbled down the hard branches of her overgrown escape buddy. Craaack, Creeeeak. The continuous sounds made her annoyed. "Uggggfh can't everyone just shut up!!"
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There she was. Standing dumb, drunk and high in front of the booming house lit up by warm yellow light. She could already smell the familiar smell of cheap alcohol, body odour and weed. My kind of night she thought as she barely made her way to the entrance. There were already people outside partying like no tomorrow as some flipped their hair to some overplayed hip hop song that everyone knew. While some were more restricted, sipping on booze as they giggled with their friends. The true highschool experience y/n thought.
Bump.
"Hey! Watch it-"
"Y/n?"
It was someone with beautiful waves of blonde still visible from her clouded vision, pretty makeup and a perfect body. Heather.
"O-Oh hey Heather! Pretty little Heather Hills." Y/n slurred as her vision was still blurred
"Uhm... Y'alright?" She questioned looking back at her friends as if y/n was cuckoo.
"No. No. No. No! Y-you. You. You and your stupidly perfect self can go to hell!" y/n lashed out
"W-what? Y/n what the fuck is wrong with you?" Heather said clearly freaked out by the sudden aggression.
Tears started to cloud y/n's vision so she took in a deeeeep breath trying to suck in as much oxygen as she could.
"Fuck you. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you! You- You're all he wants. Heather, heather, heather! My perfect little heather with her pretty little face!" Y/n cried out as her knees began to weaken. She had no sense of shame, embarrassment or anxiety. She was too blacked out for this. So blacked out she just blurted her deepest darkest thoughts.
A crowd began to form around them, some curious at the sudden shouting girl who was crumbling a part, vulnerable in front of some people she didn't even know the names of.
"W-what? What are you even saying y/n." Heather said confused and disturbed as she began to back away.
Warmth began to spread at the small of y/n's back. Rodricks hand.
"Y/n? Why the fuck are you screaming?- Y/n s-shit you're not alright." Rodrick hastily slung y/n's arm around his shoulder careful with her as if she was a piece of fine china.
"S-sorry bout' that Heaths, trust me she doesn't mean anything she's saying" Rodrick stutters clearly not drunk enough, nervous as he realises that Heather is clearly agitated.
"Y-yea. It's okay Rodrick. It's not your fault, just get her far from here kay?" Heather said with sympathy and those stupid doe eyes whilst placing a hand on his shoulder. This should've made him tremble with pleasure, but the fact that she'd talked about y/n as if she was a monster made him angry.
"Yea. Yea alright." Rodrick scoffed, lightly rolling his eyes before dragging y/n's blacked out figure up his carpeted staircase, the carpet grazing her knees creating a friction which burned satisfyingly on her kneecaps.
"Fuuuck. Fuck..." Y/n softly mumbled, head tilting to the side of his shoulder as he firmed his grip on the side of her shoulder. Shoulders.... shoulders are for friends, real girls get hands put on their waist. Not shoulders. She managed to conjure the thought in her hazed mind.
He struggled to open his door as y/n's body weight pressed into the side of him as he suddenly heard silent weeps of sorrow erupt from her lips.
He set her on the foot of his bed, careful not to drop her anywhere harsh.
"Y/n? Y/n what's wrong, you're like black out drunk." He asked now bending down with both hands on his knees.
He slowly caresses his hand over the hill of her cheekbone and shoves a fly of hair away from her puffy eyes.
"You....i... Im sick of you and- and her." She sighs as a hysterical tear falls from her eye. Her face was the saddest Rodrick had ever seen and this broke his heart.
"Me and... me and who y/n?" He said so softly as he began to crouch so so close to her, his eyes looking up into hers with genuine curiosity and care. The mention of her name fluttered her heart.
"Heather" She breathed out involuntarily sniffling.
"You don't like me talking about her?" He slowly asked as if all the dots were finally clicking together.
"That's a stupid question." He lowly chuckled as he swiped his thumb under the pad of her eyes.
"I.. I really- I really"
"You really what?" He said again so so softly
"I really like you." She blurted before she felt that familiar rush of heat rapture her face.
Rodrick's eyes glance down to her swollen lips and he feels a strong ache pill at his heart. His best friend just confessed about her underlaying fondness of him and he'd been an ass talking about Heather all the time. He imagined how bad it must've sucked all the damn time.
"I-I'm so sorry I- I always talked about her."
"No! don't fucking be sorry you idiotttt." She slurred
"You- You don't owe me anything." She smiled softly as she fluffed up his hair.
"Maybe..." This is wrong he thought
"Maybe i do owe you an apology." He said slow and steady as he glanced down to her lips and locked with it for the final time.
He slowly moved in to plant a soft kiss on her puffy lips and her eyes widened in surprise.
The kiss felt like heaven and she tasted like everything he was used to. A hint of cherry chapstick, a lot of weed and something coconut. His lips felt so soft against hers and she breathed in every second of the experience. She almost wanted to whine when he pulled away.
"I- Fuck."
Y/n's euphoric high was quickly ruined at the notice of him clearly regretting his decision.
"No- It's fine Rodrick. I get it, it was just a in the moment thing." She sighed as she put both her hands to her face rubbing her cheeks and eyes as if she was trying to rid off the pain in her heart.
"No, no, no! it's not that."
"I just..."
"Fuck it." He went in for another kiss.
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thank u for the request!! i hope this was enough to satisfy ur rodrick need lol, if u ever want a smutty end to this lmk but yarrrrr
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Hellow. I was wondering if you can write this silly thing in my mind, Jay with a Chubby girlfriend, he's experienced and basically all the college girls recognize him as a sex God until he met her, she's virgin and insecure, like it actually took Jay a long time to gain her trust because she was thinking that it was impossible someone so popular and handsome like him liked some like her.
Here's my plot: all the girls have been talking about her and how fat and ugly she's making her even more insecure to the point that she push away Jay when he touched her like he usually does even just holding hands, especially when he holds her waist. But he's so in love with her that he just adores every single inch of her, reassuring her that no one is as beautiful as her, so he just kiss every inch of her making her first time so special and full of love and tears because I'm a cry insecure baby
Sorry for the long ask, literally i dreamed about this 🥺
FOREVER AND ALWAYS; PARK JEONGSEONG
pairings. boyfriend!jeongseong x fem!reader
wc. 1.9k
warnings. talks of weight, fatshaming, insecurities, oral (f. reader), unprotected sex, overstimulation, reader cries.
i hope it's like you dreamed💓! the bullying kind of made me sad since im a big girly myself, so i didn't add too much.
after finding out people have been saying horrible things about you, he's determined to show you how much he loves you.
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"she's so shameless, if i was that fat i wouldn't wear such things." you frowned, looking down at the message wishing jay would hurry up. "yeah, jay is such a cute guy, he could get anyone he wants, i don't understand why he would date someone like her."
"it's probably a joke, it has to be."
you could hear them laughing at you , and they knew you could hear them. they knew because it was something you heard on a daily occurrence by people just like them.
"baby." jay ran over to you, kissing your cheek, noticing how you moved your face, but deciding to ignore it. "hey jay." the girls giggled flirtatiously. "hi." he turned back to smiling.
"my class got held up, im sorry, you ready to go home?" he went to grab your hand, something he always did when you'd walked back to your shared apartment near campus, so you could imagine his surprise when you brushed it away. "yeah, let's go."
jay was confused, it's been a while since you avoided his affection. when you started dated, jay had a reputation , that forbid you to trust him , being really standoffish , jay was much more experienced than you , actually you had no experience due to your insecurities. jay was aware of this , so he actually took the time to get to know you , and form a relationship with you , a year later and he didn't even care that you haven't had sex , he just wants to be around you all the time.
"let's stop and get some food to take home." he pointed to your favorite store. "i'm not hungry." jay was serious when it came to food though. "well then put in the fridge and eat it later, let's just get it now." he held the door open, letting you walk in.
"do you want the regular?" he stood behind you, his arm wrapping around your waist, kissing you lovingly. you felt eyes on you, and the chuckles, pushing his arm away. "get whatever jay." you went to go wait by the door, you didn't mean to sound so rude, but you really just wanted to go home.
jay couldn't even ask you what was wrong because he was next in line, and you had already put your headphone on, spaced out.
you walked the rest of the way in silence, headphones on as you finally made it to your apartment, taking your shoes off , making your way to your room, undressing out of your day clothes.
"wait, are we just not gonna talk about it." jay followed behind. "what are you talking about?" you searched through the drawer in your underwear and a tank top, looking for a pair of sweats.
"you've been acting weird the entire walk home, you've avoided my affection multiple times, you keep looking around to see if people are looking, what is it? what's wrong." you turned to him. "why are you still here?" he took a step back. "what."
"you can have anybody you want, there are girls lining up to have sex with you, they do it right in front of me so know, why are you here? what do you want from me? am i just a joke that you're stringing along for a laugh with your friends?" jay was stunned, even on your worst days, you've never snapped at him, and he could tell you didn't mean it either cause of the widening of your eyes.
"im so sorry, i didn't mean it." he was silent, just pulling you into a hug. "i'm sorry." he rubbed up and down your back. "it's okay." he whispered. "i know you didn't mean it." he could feel your shoulders shaking as you sniffled into his neck, your tears warm. "they're so mean." jay finally got what was bothering you , and he was pissed. how dare they make you feel like this, after everything he's done to make you feel secure, how dare they treat you like this.
"listen to me, there is no one as beautiful as you are, you understand me?" he looked at you with a serious face. "i don't want anyone else but you, and i will spend as long as i need to, to prove it to you love." he held your cheek in his hand, wiping the tears. "i love you okay?" you sniffled, nodding. "i love you too."
he kissed the apples of your cheeks. "my fools made my pretty baby feel bad about herself, they'll pay for this i swear." he kissed your lips. "my baby doesn't see how beautiful she is, but i do, she is the most beautiful person in the whole world." he kissed your neck. "i just love her so much." he said in between kissed. "j..jay." he shushed you. "let me show you baby just how beautiful i think you are." he backed you up against the bed, pushing you down softly.
"so so pretty." he climbed on top of you, continuing his assault on your neck. "j..jay, feels so good." you moaned. "yeah? does it?" he kissed down to your chest. "im gonna make you feel so good princess." his hand came up to grope your tits. "been waiting so long to feel these in my hand baby, so soft." you're back arched off the bed at the sensation. "so sensitive."
"t..they're too big." he lifted your shirt off your body, going back to squeezing them. "they're fucking perfect baby, i can't wait to fuck them, paint them with my cum." he licked a nipple. "jay f..fuck." you sighed, as he licked and sucked on your nipples, showing them each the same amount of love and affection, before he continued down to your tummy.
"your pretty tummy, love to touch. " his kisses were hot on your stomach. "made me feel really bad earlier, my pretty baby wouldn't let me touch her pretty tummy like i always do, it's my favorite thing, but she denied me." he was getting dangerously close to your underwear. "m..m'sorry." he gave your stomach one more kiss. "i know baby, you're gonna repay me by letting me eat your pretty pussy aren't you?" his words made your hips involuntarily buck up.
"y..yes." he slowly slid your panties down your legs, kissing up your legs, until he was face to face with your heat. "s.stop staring." you tried to close your legs, but he held them open. "sorry love, i can't help it, you're so pretty, everything about you is so pretty." he kissed the inside of your thighs. "i really want you to sit on my face." you whined, he looked up at you. "not right now." he nodded. "okay princess we don't have to, it's all about you." he gave your thighs a few more kisses, you could feel his breathing on your heat.
"jay please." you mewled trying to move your hips. "do something." he kissed your thighs one more time, before giving your cunt a surprise lick. "jay." your hands gripped the bedsheet. "taste so good baby." he gave your cunt a few kitten licks before eating you out like a starved man.
you've never felt something like this, the way he would switch between long stripes up your wet cunt, to little kitten licks, it had your head spinning. one particular lick had you grabbing his hair, grinding your cunt against his face. he moaned right into your heat, allowing you to use him to get yourself off.
"jay i feel- shit it feels so good." he could feel you gripping his hair a little harder, you about to cum. "go a head and cum pretty girl." you felt something build up in your abdomen, then snap. "im cumming!" jay continued licking your mess, riding out your high, until he felt your hips jerk from overstimulation. "j..jay."
"okay princess im done." he gave your clit one more kiss, before coming up, his lips glossed from your essence and spit. "you taste so good, i couldn't help it." his hand came down to his crotch, palming his hard on. "jay- we don't have to do anything right now, i just wanted to show you how much i love you."
you ignored him, replacing his hand with yours, rubbing him. "i want to, i'm ready." he groaned, hips bucking into your touch. "fuck- fine princess, i'll be gentle i swear." you trusted jay, you knew he wouldn't harm you. "i know you will." he climbed off of you, getting rid of all his clothes.
you never seen a cock before beside the videos, but his was probably the prettiest you've ever seen, he wasn't intimidatingly big; thick enough to make you feel good, veins decorated the sides all the way up to his dark red tip that had precum bubbling at the top, it made your mouth water.
"princess why are you staring so much?" he smirked, his thumb coming up to rub your clit. "p..pretty." he chuckled. "thank you love." he teased your hole with a finger. "so wet princess." he slowly slid his finger in. "gotta stretch you out a bit pretty, so it won't hurt as much." he slowly fingered you before pulling out.
"you ready beautiful?" you nodded. "please put it in jay." he bent down, kissing your lips, distracting you as he slowly pushed himself inside your hole. "j..jay." you moaned in pain and pleasure at the stretch. "i know love, i know." he slowly bottomed out inside you, letting out a low moan as you successfully took him hole. "pretty girl, you took all of me."
you were so tight, the way you clenched around him so tightly he knew he wasn't gonna last long, it had been a year since he had sex with anyone, forced to use his hand. "fuck baby, if i don't move now, im gonna cum just from your pretty pussing clenching around me." you moaned. "y..you can move." he pulled out, pushing himself inside you all at once this time. "f..fuck jay!" he began to thrust himself in and out of you.
"shit! princess you're so tight, so fucking wet."
his eyes were glued to your tits, the way they bounced along with every thrust. "so pretty baby, you're so fucking pretty— shit- i hate when you talk bad about yourself." you were a moaning mess. "you're so beautiful, you mean so much to me, you understand me." you nodded, but jay wanted to hear you.
"i said do *thrust* you *thrust* under *thrust* stand *thrust* me?" you felt the build up in your abdomen. "i..i understand." he kissed your lips. "i love you so much, don't forget that." you couldn't understand why, but you started to cry. "i..i love you too." he kissed your cheeks. "j..jay i'm gonna cum." he reached in between your bodies rubbing your clit. "cum for me pretty, go a head." you were a crying fucked out mess as you came on his cock. "shit!" he pulled out, fisting his cock before spilling all over your abused twitching hole.
you were still crying, overwhelmed by everything, jay pulled you into a hug, not caring about the sweat, or the smell of sex in the air, he only cared about you. "it's okay love, im right here." he rocked your body. "let it out."
he let you get yourself together before he helped you clean up, bringing you back to the bed. "don't go." he smiled, caressing your face. "i'll be right back." he said exiting the room. he returned back with the food you bought. "let's just eat in here tonight, i'll clean everything else later." you smiled as your boyfriend set everything up. "what is it?" he laughed. "i just love you so much." he kissed your lips, pulling away smiling.
"i told you, i'll always be here for you, i love you too, forever and always."
©️LUVYENI
#kpop x reader#kpop smut#enhypen headcanons#enhypen scenarios#enhypen smut#enhypen x reader#enhypen hard thoughts#enhypen hard hours#enhypen imagines#jay x reader#jay hard thoughts#jay hard hours#jay smut
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In my business pt 2
A/N: ik i take ages to post stuff guys but some things in life been kicking my ass and i either dont have time or im just not in the mood to write. I hope yall like this tho. next part will have more jack!!!
summary: AU where reader is an all around artist (writer, singer, model etc) and after being spotted with jack harlow she becomes the talk of the town. What will her baby daddy/ex central cee think???
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moodymagazine Uh oh moodies! It seems like #Y/n baby daddy #CentralCee not too happy about the circulating rumors after she was seen getting cozy with the first class rapper #JackHarlow. He posted a photo of himself with the middle finger from a page of his interview in a #DazedKorea magazine, captioning the foto with “Current mood”. So far we have yet to receive any confirmation from Y/n or Jack Harlow about their current situation.
What do you guys think, let us know in the comments below⬇️
#moodymagazine #moodymagz
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ryyannexox 1h
omg here we go again he is so pettyyyy. he nees to move on and leave her alone didnt he cheat on her multiple times???? men always act like trash then get mad when you leave them.
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iammari 1h
@ryyannexox How does it feel to be loud and WRONG! You people just say anything on the internet. Cench and y/n both have said that he never cheated on her and the fact that they still follow each other should be a sign that they're still on good terms so stop projecting lmao
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yungkelly 3h
Idk why yall bother arguing about these twos relationship. They break up and make up more than me and my man thats not my man
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nia2pretty 3h
LMAOOO not my man thats not my man bitch im deaaad
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bridget82 2h
They're both alays in a different country i hope theyre kids are well taken care of
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y/ncloset 1h
@bridget82 yall ALWAYS worried about THEIR kids did you cook dinner for your own kids yet miss BRIDGET?
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amylai 10m
the white boy she raps about in her unreleased song is probably jack!!!! hear me out guys
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nianiania 6m
@amylai YOURE ONTO SOMETHING FR
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y/n he be feedin me 🍝 & 🦞 #areacodes out @ MIDNIGHT !!
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😍😍😍😍
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y/n im begging you to give me one chanceee😫
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@bbgrlashly Get in line bby girl!
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cyabiah13 1h
It's the body for meeee🔥
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amore2.o 1h
maam are you not gonna address the rumors???👀
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missjanay 1h
Stomach said "what kids?!" share the routine sis
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davespi 1h
Jack harlow out of all people? thought you were different
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cassinspace 1h
@davespi boo fucking hoo go cry somewhere else. as if you ever had a chance with your ugly ass
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MOTHERRRR❤️
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#jack harlow#central cee#moody4world#moody fics#jack harlow x reader#jack harlow x y/n#jack harlow x you#central cee x reader#cench
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Angel - Paige bueckers
part 3
• summary {when an unsuspecting girl falls for the basketball star}
• warnings {drug use, angst}
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bella’s pov
“ok you can go now” she says, emotionless
“oh”
“i mean, no offence but i have a girl coming soon, so you cant be here” she says laying on her back, breaking our eye contact
i don’t respond and put my clothes back on. this is fucked
“have a nice night”
i haven’t cried this much in months, walking through the halls, ugly crying.
‘paige’ has been blocked by ‘bella’
“bella whats wrong” avery says, empathetically
“i hate her, i hate her so much” i cry, barley being able to choke the words out
i look at avery after my response and i have never seen her that angry, there could fully be steam coming from her ears.
“please dont talk to her, please dont hurt her, please avery, please” i cry out, begging the infuriated girl
“why not bella, she deserves it” she yells
my tears dont stop and i feel like they will never stop pouring.
“tell me what she did”
i begin the tell her the events of tonight and her anger only grows.
“that fucking bitch” is all she can say in response
“but i blocked her, and im literally never gonna speak to her again” i say, trying to make a positive point, to counteract this negative situation
“you are never gonna speak to her again”
“im gonna go off to bed”
i feel broken, i got used. i wanted my first time with a girl to be meaningful, i know i like girls and i wanted to prove to myself that having sex with girls wasn’t wrong, but i feel wrong, i feel gross. i cant believe i would let myself be that vulnerable with someone i barley know. ive never been the one to have one night stands and ive only ever had sex with someone ive been in a relationship with.
i take my valium, something i swore to never use again after getting addicted, but its the only thing that works.
“hey, how are you feeling” avery ask’s, genuinely. i’ve never seen her be this gentle before
“wheres my weed”
“bella no”
“shut up avery”
i walk to the kitchen and unlock one of the drawers, and i see the stash. thank god
i know i shouldn’t smoke as a coping mechanism, but its the only thing that works, every time something bad happens to me, i turn to smoking
after going through 3 joints, im barley able to talk or stand up. perfect
knock
ugh
knock
fuck off
knock
“who is it” i say, it barley even sounded like words
“its azzi, is avery here”
who the fuck is azzi
“avery theres a bitch here for you” i say taking another drag
“oh my god! hey azzi” avery says, excitedly, why the fuck is she acting like that
“why are you so fucking happy” i ask, knowing full well how rude i sound
“this is azzi, shes in my psychology class and we have gotten pretty close” avery says, grabbing azzi and sitting next to me on the couch
“yo dont sit on my shit” i say, mad
“your bella right?” azzi says, happily. i hate happy people
“yeah”
“yeah avery’s told me alot about you” she says
“cool” i reply, dryly
“azzis on the basketball team” avery says, my eyes widen
“of course she is” i say, sarcastically. i hate basketball
“yeah, have you been to any games” she questioned, attempting to continue this boring conversation
“nah, i dont watch basketball”
“oh well you should sometime, avery keeps saying how she wants to go to a game” azzi says, looking at avery who begins giggling. sus
“bella your probably friends with some people on the team” avery says
“you wanna hit” i offer to azzi
“nah, i dont smoke”
“boring” i say, bluntly
“do you guys mind if some of my friends come over” azzi says
“no, no, thats perfectly fine” avery says, looking at azzi. basically eye fucking her
“who” i ask
“ice, kk, aubrey, nika and ashlee” she lists
fuck my life. im to high to care
“yeah whatever” i say, lazily
“ok perfect, ill tell them to come” azzi says, excitedly
“are you sure” avery whispers to me, being nice. for once
“i dont give a fuck, its fine” i say taking a drag
im so high. god damn
10 minutes later all of azzis friends turn up, why are they all so tall. what the fuck
avery introduces herself to them and points them to our couch
“hey im kk, your bella right” kk asks
“yeah im bella”
“hey im ice”
“hey im nika”
“hey im ashlee”
“hey im aubrey”
to many people to remember
until
“oh paige came to, i hope you dont mind” azzi says to us, mostly avery
avery says nothing, myself included
“hi paige” avery says, extremely cold
“come sit guys” azzi says, breaking the silence. i wish i wasn’t so high cause i wanna go to my room
everyone sits on the couch, paige sitting the furthest away from me. funny. not funny. not laughing
conversation begins and everyone is involved. everyone but me, ugh i’m so uncomfortable
paige keeps looking at me, and yes i’m noticing because i’m looking at her to.
paige’s pov
fuck. why do i keep looking at her.
she blocked me last night so obviously shes mad about my actions last night, its just a hookup, nothing more.
its not that deep
“i’m going to bed” bella says, slurring and barely able to stand up. i didn’t know she smoked that much, i guess i don’t know anything about her. but i don’t care.
“paige are you ready to go” kk and ice say to me
“yeah, aubrey, nika, azzi, u ready to go”
“yeah lets go”
“actually im gonna stay” azzi says. sus
“buy guys” is said in unison
azzis pov
“ugh finally” avery says, while smashing her lips onto mine
A/N: im being active rn lolll. how do we like avery and azzi
#paige bueckers x reader#paige bueckers headcannons#paige bueckers smut#paige bueckers fic#paige bueckers#uconn#uconn women’s basketball#uconn huskies#uconn wbb#azzi fudd#nika muhl#kk arnold
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cuando caiga la luna. ノ⠀ ू ໋ ׅ ১
pairings : yandere!namor x mexican female reader.
summary : queen ramonda takes you hostage when she finds out you're namor's beloved. and let's just say, she found to regret that decision.
includes : soft yandere, kinda ooc namor ?? (i mean he kinda dark in the comics so idk), some aggression towards reader (not from namor's part), BLACK PANTHER: WAKANDA FOREVER SPOILERS!!
author's note : Y'ALL KNEW I HAD TO DO THIS Y'ALL KNEWWWW anyways yes, i am alive and yes, im gonna still write the reqs you sent. im just in a tenoch huerta mood k? and yes, this is (mainly) for my mexican girlies that may be lurking if so hi, let's be friends- anyways a lot of spanglish in the sense of going from spanish dialogue to english narrative but hey, no one can stop me so.
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“ please, let me go! you don't understand! ”
your cries are nonexistent for the queen of wakanda as she strolls to the center of her palace, where her throne sits, accompanied by her guards and riri williams, the scientist, who watches you from behind; feeling quite bad for you, even if your rumored god boyfriend is trying to kill her.
“ please, queen ramonda, let me go! please! ”
“ no. ” is the only answer she gives you but it encourages you into trying to make her understand, arriving in the room.
“ you don't get it-. ”
“ what could i possibly not get?! ” she abruptly turns around to face you, her guards stop walking and by the sudden stop, you fall to the ground, in your knees.
you sob as you raise your head. “ i don't want to go with him. ”
queen ramonda raises an eyebrow with a smirk.
“ and no. i don't find you dumb. ” you denied, knowing what she was thinking. “ but i need to explain before he... ”
you sob again.
riri walks to be next to queen ramonda, watching you with a confused gaze while the queen remains the same.
“ i don't love him. he keeps me hostage in his... kingdom. ” you try your best to explain in english, your words stumbling with one to another, the desperation is palpable. “ he has kept an eye on me since i was of age, watching me from afar until one day, he asked me to be his queen. ”
silence.
“ and when i refused, he burned the village i loved to the ground-. ” a sob interrupted you before the ugly cries took control of your body, your hands were the only thing stopping you from hitting the ground.
you missed queen ramonda's surprised gaze.
“ woah. the fuck? ” riri asks, pointing at you.
“ she's lying-. ” queen ramonda starts saying with a calm tone.
“ I'M NOT! ” you scream in frustration. you were tired of being ignored. you were tired of being his.
queen ramonda and riri watch you again.
“ i want to go home. ” you mumble. “ i miss my family. ” you shake your head, trying not to cry again, your eyes hurt. the whole thing, the moment, made you vulnerable. he warned you about that.
queen ramonda looks at you before she suddenly knelt to be in the same position as you were.
“ child. look at me. ”
you obey, your red eyes making her almost gasp.
“ what did he do to you? and be honest. ” the last part was whispered.
you sniff before answering. “ he took me. lost made me like one of them... he changed the poison. his people helped. ” venom laced your tone.
the memory of multiple strong people holding you still while namor forced your mouth open to drink that blue drink invaded your mind making you close your eyes for a few seconds.
“ why are you not one of them then? ” riri asks.
“ he changed it. ” you repeat. “ he changed it because it would've killed me. ” you scoff before chuckling with no humor behind it. “ it's surprising how worried he was of me dying... while he smiled at the screams of my family being killed. ”
you turn a hand into a fist.
the rollercoaster of emotions was enough to make you sick.
silence takes over the moment again.
“ then why are you stubborn about us letting you go? ”
“ because if you don't. ” you whisper before clearing your throat. “ i'm afraid he will kill you. ”
she scoffs. and just as she's about to answer, a loud sound could be heard.
you sob. “ he's here... ” you mutter, covering your face. “ i told you, i told you-. ”
“ stand back. ” queen ramonda orders to riri.
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namor walks out of the water, one of his best warrior stands in front of him. the amount of sounds block his ears from hearing your breathing, making him frustrated.
“ Kux in reina. ” namor speaks, looking around in hopes to catch you.
“ Yéetel Ramonda. ”
namor growls, slightly turning his head to the side when he suddenly raises his arm; wood destroyed at the impact of it. he turns, seeing a buff man's surprised gaze.
he hates to be distracted.
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meanwhile, riri helps you stand up, you grab her arm with your hand while the other covers your mouth. you are still trembling.
queen ramonda seems to be taking it all in. the destruction. the chaos. her people running far away from namor and his people.
you stopped sobbing from fear of him finding out where you were.
everything is silent between you two, the glass seemed to cover the faint sounds of screaming.
until you start to notice how close namor is.
you start to shake your head, taking steps backwards, riri stumbles with you.
“ h-hey, stop. ” she whispers, trying to calm you down but your gaze is trapped.
and when riri sees your mouth opening and your eyes wet, she turns.
and namor is standing in front of queen ramonda. his gaze is animalistic, almost like if fangs would grow at any moment, his heavy breathing scares you the most. because he is not tired. he is angry.
suddenly, something attacks him from behind making him loose his focus on you and your captors.
you turn to face riri. “ i have to give myself in. ”
she immediately shakes her head. “ no-. ”
“ more people will die- let me! ” you force yourself from her, making her keep a tight grip on you.
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after destroying that annoying ship shuri was in control of, namor turns towards you again.
he sees you battling with the scientist, trying to escape, while queen ramonda looks at him with mocking gaze.
he screams as he charges towards the three of you, his strong body bumping with the tough glass.
but, the glass starts to break with every hit so the queen walks back towards you and riri.
everything seemed to move in slow motion after that.
you trying to stop riri from holding you, queen ramonda trying to protect both of you and riri keeping you still with a hug.
a hug born from fear.
and just as you could push riri away, the glass breaks.
the impact of water hitting you made you dizzy and everything went black.
you feel like you're floating. small sounds of kids laughing and running around could be heard. chatting among adults while a fireplace is cracked.
a little smile appears in your lips as you see your parents, wearing their usual day to day clothes. you seem to now be able to walk.
your mother extends her arm towards you, as she usually did whenever she wanted a hug.
“ mi niña. ” she says with so much endearment you feel yourself growing close from crying.
“ mamá. ” you whisper with a sad melancholic tone, extending your hand as well.
when you touched her hand it felt nice. warm.
your mother smiles. “ te extrañamos tanto. ”
“ y yo a ustedes. ” you sob as you say that. and just as you were about to hug her. to touch her more. you see light coming from one side of the black room you're in. the water that was touching your feet moves aggressively.
“ tienes que regresar. ” she says making you turn to her.
“ no. no quiero. ”
your mother lets you go. you gasp.
“ no quiero ir, mamá, no me hagas esto. ” you whisper just as the water starts to drag you away.
“ ¡NO! ” you try to free yourself from the wet substance, trying to run towards your parents.
“ PELEA POR MÍ. ¡PELEA POR MÍ! ”
you breathe through your mouth, sitting up immediately as water leaves your lungs, and you start to cough.
cheering is heard from around you.
“ Le reina táan viva! ”
you look around, the people from talokan are surrounding you. you scoff before looking in front of you. there is a wide sea. and you feel quite uncomfortable.
your hands grab the ground and plays with it. seems to be sand.
“ mi amor. ”
you turn abruptly to your right side.
namor is sitting there, watching you with a smile.
“ estamos felices de que estés viva. ”
you keep your gaze in his. “ yo no. ”
he chuckles. “ pues yo sí. ” he stands up offering you his hand to which you ignore, standing up for yourself.
you stumble so he catches you, his grip tight; giving you the hint that he wasn't going to let you go.
“ la reina de wakanda es valiente. pero no inteligente. ” he suddenly says, making you remember what happened in the first place.
you give a small 'hmm' as a way to let him know you're listening.
“ raptarte es una cosa. ”
he grabs your arm and gracefully touches the small bruises riri's hand left you.
“ lastimarte... ” he whispers, jaw clenched before turning his back to you. you keep yourself in the same stance while he walks towards one of his warriors. “ eso es otra cosa que no puedo perdonar. ”
he grabs a box from the warrior's hands and walks to you again, his smile seemed brighter.
“ un regalo. como muestra de perdón por no haberte rescatado antes. ”
you rip the box open, tired of his dramatics.
but the sight made you gasp and throw it into the ground.
your back is towards everyone, as the sea waves barely touches the box material, hiding your traumatized gaze.
you tremble, your hand covering your mouth as you feel like vomiting the liquid in your stomach.
namor walks slowly towards you, hugging you from behind, his cold jewelry hitting your warm skin.
his head slightly hitting yours in a lovers embrace.
“ ahora ellos sabrán que a ti, nunca se te toca. ”
two hearts lay in the sand, the sea touching them before swallowing them whole.
he smiles, kissing your head with his eyes closed as he breathes your scent.
you are safe now, he thinks. you are safe.
the trembling it's because of the cold. the tears are of happiness.
now the both of you, along his people, have to return to talokan to prepare.
after all.
there's a war to win.
#namor x reader#namor x y/n#namor x you#namor imagine#tenoch huerta namor#namor marvel#namor#namor fanfiction
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I LOVE THE LITTLE EDDSWORLD CAST IM GONNA CRY
:) hes so :) just so very :)
TOMS SEOOO TINY 😭😭😭😭 I W😭 I WAANT 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭🔥😭 KILLEDD!!! KILLED WITH FIRE👿👿👿👿👿👿👿👿👿👿
hes so cutie patootie i love his litlte white jacket😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
his hair is so bad as a kid hes sonsiolllly 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 why is he sp pissed does he hate eduardo. little shit.. 👿👿👿👿time for tords QUICK DEATH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ugly little man
why is he holding the comically large lollipop.. maybe its good he died
MARK. MARK U LITTLE NEEERD BIG GLASSES NEEEEEEEEEERRRD
little baby 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 li😭 ligtle hellucard 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
IM GOIJAHAN CRYYY SHES WATCHIN EDUARDO SHES WATCHING HER FUTURE BF SHOW OFF HIS ART IM GONNA KILMYSELF LITTLE BABBBHYYT😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 shes gonna DIE😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
tinny baby so small tiny CRUSH HIM CRUSH HIM WITH BIG HAMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!
#eddsworld#eddsworld edd#ew edd#eddsworld tom#ew tom#eddworld matt#ew matt#eddsworld tord#ew tord#eddsworld eduardo#ew eduardo#eddsworld jon#ew jon#eddsworld mark#ew mark#eddsworld hellucard#ew hellucard#eddsworld laurel#ew laurel#eddsworld paul#ew paul
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Mark conforting his s/o by fucking her slow and deep, eyes lost into each other, because she's upset he cut his hair short and now she has nothing left to grab when he is eating her out ;-;.
too lengthy but hope you liked it!🫡
mark showed up to you with his hair trimmed and get really upset by touching his precious long hair, you been love his hair long but when he decided to cut a little he didn't know that you'll get upset by his indecisive decision, "oh why'd you cut your long hair baby?" voice in distress, "why is it ugly? or what" he hugged you and resting his chin on your shoulders, "no, but your long hair is too good for you. why didn't you tell that you gonna cut your hair?" mark behaved for while thinking for valid an explanation on why he cut his hair, "umm i mean it's my choice baby, i didn't mean not to tell you". as he said looking at you and stealing kisses from your lips, "you should've told me so that i prep myself and accept that you'll be no longer long haired mark, i really really like your long hair mark" he chuckled as he heard you talking like a upset little girl, mark holds your face with his both hands to meet his gaze "okay i'm sorry y/n, is there something else that i can make up for you hmm?" he mumurs, mouth taking places on your neck, pecking some kisses, his hands roaming on your body, grabbing your ass real hard to press your body into him, "i think there is" you smirked and looked at him "let's fuck yeah? let me make it up for you, i think you deserve this cock because you gladly accepted my haircut" he picked you up and carried you like a bride.
as he started to kiss you harshly while walking to your room not wanting to break the kiss. mark put your weight now in the bed and breaks the heated kiss, he cups your face gently, admiring your pretty face "god you're so beautiful baby" mark undresses you, and grasp the moments he loved to do with you, even though mark had seen you naked for hundred times he still get mesmerize by your body, he stared at you intently "hey don't look me like that" you shyly said urging to cover your naked body, he giggles by your sudden attitude "sorry can't help to stare your beautiful body all for me" you scan mark and you point your eyes on his bulge eager to touch his cock, you didn't hesitate to palm his clothed cock feeling the form of his length. "i love the way you touch my cock baby" you giggles eyes smiling as he praise you, the upset feeling has gotten back to you because you still can't really accept his haircut "i still get the upset feeling, i have nothing to grab your hair when you're going to eat me out" as you still palming his cock hardly and slowly pulling his pants, "sorry baby" he groans, him losing control on your touches. his hardened cock sprang infront of you pre cum leaking out on his tip, and it made you more needy for him "mark touch me now please" you whine, body burning in heat wanting him to do something. the eagerness crawling up to your body and pussy getting drenched so needy to fill in his cock, you want to feel him, i want to feel him, he stares at you smiling. "spread your legs baby, let me see how wet you are" he can already see your wet patch on your panty, and he getting crazy over it, mark pulled down your panty and reaches his fingers to your soaked pussy "so wet for me" he slide two fingers into you, low down his body facing your pussy and starts to fuck his fingers in you while he eats you out, you felt the realm of pleasure every lick he does to your pussy, you looked at him and mark catches your eyes and wink, you almost pass out to his actions. you grabbed his trimmed hair to get hold on and focusing on his magical tongue and fingers working in your core, the pleasure are currently wringing from your body, "mark im close..." mark fasten his work to aim your high and the release is approaching you already, "mark don't stop i'm..i"m gonna cum" the climax hits you with a breathy cry of his name.
"i want you now y/n.." mark pushing himself up as he positioned his cock between your thighs, he slowly slip his cock in you and started thrusting "god you feel so good" as he leans forward to your face and looked at your eyes deep in soul, mark didn't take his eyes off to you both of you shared same breath blowing out and moans filleds your ears both, "i love you baby" seals his lips to yours, you just moaned in between of kissing, mark fucked you deep and slow, felt every thrust as he slams his cock inside you ramming your walls, your eyes shut in pleasure don't want him to end "let's cum together baby please" you said breathing heavily, mark losses his capacity to respond he just thrusted more slow, his body breaks down when he feel your pussy clenching on him "fucking clenching on me, m'not gonna last long" mark slams his cock more fast to reach his climax also you high approaching fast "im gonna cum y/n.. i'm f-fuck" mark can't form a sentence because of the body breaking feeling "me too mark, please faster" he holds your hands and eyes lost in sight, faces getting fucked out as the release is approaching, the last push made it through your body jolts in pleasure, both of your body trembles in feeling, trying to catch a breath as you and mark panting "you're gonna forgive me now?" he spoke breathy voice, you nodded and smiled at him "silly, yes. can u please make me upset everyday so that we can fuck everyday too" he snorts at your words "you are more silly" pinching your cheeks, both of you laughed.
#nct#nct 127#nct smut#nct dream#mark lee#nct mark#mark lee smut#nct hard thoughts#nct hard hours#mark lee fanfic#mark lee fluff
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chapter 05 - cupcakes and ceilings
wc: 642 words
“what did i tell you about tonight? i told you to not ruin everything and still you went there and made something worse than i expected!” mingyu’s boss screams at him while throws a towel in his face. the boy does nothing but stand still and look down, not being able to look at his boss’ face.
“you’re fired.”
“what?”, his scaredy-puppy eyes growing bigger as mingyu finally manages to look at his boss’ eyes, “sir, i know i screwed up, but please give me another chance”
“another chance? i’ve been giving you a lot of chances! you don’t know how to be professional, i don’t need someone like this on my team. i better only see you again as a guest or something like that, you’re not going to work with me ever again” and with that, his boss leaves the room.
mingyu throws his hat on the floor, goes to the kitchen and takes as many cupcakes he can, taking with him to the ceiling of the ballroom.
“what the fuck is happening, i thought i was getting better.. i was relaxed”, a girl says to herself.
“oh, didn’t know someone was here, sorry”
“it’s okay, i just needed some fresh air”, yn turns around to face the man that talked to her, receiving an eyebrow frown from the man as soon as he looks at her, “do we know each other or..?”
“you must not know me, but i surely know you” mingyu’s tone is rude, “what are you even doing here?”
“woah, calm down rude boy, where’s your manners at? and what does it look like? im here to fucking working”
“where were your manners when you tried so hard to kiss my forehead yesterday?”
“what the hell are you-“ yn stops, “oh.”
mingyu laughs, letting out an “yeah” and biting one of the cupcakes. yn comes closer to him with the same expression as a sad kitty, sitting beside him.
“yn, right?”
“yes.. and look im sorry for yesterday, i drank a little too much than usual”
“yeah, we can’t change the past and now i have other problems to worry about”
“and you are..?”
“mingyu. kim mingyu”, he hands a cupcake to yn, “what happened to your face? it’s swallowed”
“nothing, my face is like this..”, mingyu chokes with the cupcake, “shit. im so sorry i didnt mean to i just-“
“im joking,” yn laughs, “an old lady slapped me, that bitch”
“damn, sorry to hear that”
“and what happened to your eyes? shouldn’t you get back to work? unless you’re a crazy person who likes to dress up as a chef, you got work to do”
“i was crying a little bit and i don’t need to work anymore, i just got fired”
“you just got fired and the first thing you do is eat cupcakes on the ceiling?”
“my grandma always told me that when im feeling like crying or getting mad i should eat something sweet, she says it helps to get better”
“then can i have one more? i don’t wanna cry more or get mad anymore, at least not tonight”
mingyu hands another cupcake to yn. they spend some time together without saying anything, just eating cupcakes and enjoying the fresh air.
“well, this was nice, but i have to go back to work. thank you for the cupcakes and again, im so sorry about last night”
“just be careful with the drinks, i think that you’re gonna have problems if you try to kiss the forehead of these people”
“thank god you are, well at least were, a chef and not a comedian”, yn makes an ugly face to mingyu and leaves the ceiling, leaving the boy alone with just one more cupcake.
“what the hell was she talking about when i got here”
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LINK: EAT, LOVE, FEEL
yn, a kinda emotional literature major, shares her emotions with mingyu, a (almost) famous chef. the problem is that yn doesn’t know she shares her emotions with the boy, only mingyu knows, but he has no clue that the emotions he feels are her emotions and the reason why this happens
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PRINCESS ☆ CL16
Charles leclerc x princess of spain! Reader
Originally wanted to do Charles and princess of Monaco but let's switch things up a little
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F1gossip
Charles Leclerc and the princess of Spain spotted by fans today
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Fan1 "just friends"
Fan2 they try to be slick but ohh we know
Charlesloml bro how tf
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Ihatef1 how do they even know each other what
Fan8 they've known each other since before Charles joined Ferrari because she's been an f1 fan for so long and she even attends races sometimes
Charlosreal I love that she's friends with so many drivers and her and carlos' friendship is so funny
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Fan4 waiting for Carlos to fucking freak out
Carlosfan poor lad cannot wrap his head around Charles and y/n being together
F1wags I mean if my country's literal princess was dating my teammate I would flip tf out too
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Charlesleclerc
Took taffy out for a walk🐕
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Charlesfan ISNT THAT Y/N'S DOG???
Fan5 is this them basically conforming their relationship
Fansrc guys, maybe they're just friends??
Gunni de nile is a river in egypt
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Pierregasly y/n takes great photos huh
Mickschumacher she can make ugly things look pretty okay!!
Yourinstagram are you calling my taffy ugly🤨
Mickschumacher NO I MEANT YOUR BOYFRIEND IM SORRY
Fan1 MICK?????
Fan6 who would've thought Mick out of all people would out them
Fangr63 we been knew but Mick might be dead someone check
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Landonorris mate, Carlos is dying please call him
Fan8 lmaooo Carlos
Sainzfan he's always so shy around her it's adorable😭😭
Cl16forever she makes nando nervous bro the power she holds
F1fan44 how tf did Charles bag her bro
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Charlesandynfanpage
what if Charles and yn get married one day what then
Fan16 they are so cute together
Fangr.16 they actually might they look so in love
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Throwback to when Carlos, isa, Charles, and y/n went out clubbing in Monaco and everyone and their mum lost their shit
Charlosforever isa and y/n are the best duo out there fr
Chaaarr charlos who? We only know isa and y/n
Fan44
Carlos and y/n are the same person because isa is their girlfriend
Fan1 y/n threatening Carlos to never allow him into Spain if he hurts isa is what I'm alive for
Fan7 fernando fucking Alonso defending y/n every chance he gets is what I'm alive for
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With da girlfriend ❤️❤️
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Charlesleclerc excuse me?
Carlossainz55 welcome to the club brother charlesleclerc
Pierregasly let's go skydiving guys!!charlesleclerc carlossainz55
Isahernaez no. Pierregasly
Yourusernane I will throw you into the ocean and make sure no one will find you 💕 Pierregasly
Pierregasly why are you always threatening me
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Landonorris was my invite lost in the mail?
Yourinstagram no we didn't send you an invite landonorris
Landonorris can you atleast lie
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Charles forcing me to take pictures of him for the princess
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Landonorris I remember when you used to take pictures of me because I was your princess😔
yourusername Lando come cry on my yacht
Landonorris is this you inviting me to your yacth party😲
Yourusername oh it's been postponed I'll lyk
Fan55 POOR LANDO 😭😭
Fanscc Lando cant catch a break
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Yourinstagram photographer bf and model bf 🤩🤩
Isahernaez love to see it
Charlesleclerc when will you guys stop bullying us
Yourinstagram I'm gonna bully you for the rest of your life if you like it or not
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Lewishamilton what's this rumor about you dating the princess charlesleclerc
Charlesleclerc 😛😛
Yourinstagram dont listen to Charles, lewishamilton it's just a joke. if you're seeing this I'm very single ❤️
Pierregasly yourinstagram I understand.
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Yourinstagram
Carlos trying to steal my girlfriend help 😟😟
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Carlossainz55 uhh since when
Yourinstagram you could never love her I do
Charlesleclerc I'm starting to get concerned
Isahernaez you should be charlesleclerc ❤️
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Isahernaez everyone's invited to the wedding guys!!
Landonorris yayy!!
Isahernaez you can be carlos' date landonorris
Landonorris I don't even care I'm actually getting invited to something I'm happy
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Pierregasly does this mean I can take charlesleclerc skydiving
Charlesleclerc sorry mate, the missus still says no 😬😬
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#f1 x reader#charles leclerc#charles leclerc x reader#carlos sainz#lando norris#charles leclerc imagine#f1 fanfic#f1 imagine#instagram au#formula one#f1 instagram
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A voice in the back of his head tells him that he's never cared before exactly how many words a girl says to him, and he promptly tells said voice to shut the fuck up.
pairing. bakugou x reader
word count. 2.8k words
genre & warnings. fluff, pining but he doesn't realize it, baku in some serious denial, swearing (lot's)
notes. jusus FUCKING christ. im SO glad to be done with this you have no idea. It's been in the works for like three months I'm so done with this fic. pls lemme know if u like it if this flops ill cry. also sorry i havn't posted in like forever im a loser i know.
Katsuki Bakugou does not have crushes.
Crushes, were for stupid schoolboys and stupid girls.
Like you.
Yea, — if anyone had a crush, it had to be you. That's why you only smiled at him when he was looking at you. It's why you never tried to make eye-contact with him during class. It's why you never talk to him outside of class, and always walk on the other side of the hallway, and laugh at shitty hair's lame jokes.
There's no way someone like him, would like anyone like you.
Raccoon eyes was an idiot for even putting such an absurd thought in his head.
And it all started because he ran out of those stupid pencils.
Which was those dumbass's fault too. That week, dunce face broke all his pencils trying to do a ghost summoning trick in class and begged him to let him borrow one of his pencils. Which was annoying, but not a big deal because he's Katsuki and he was always fucking prepared.
But then, raccoon eyes lost her shit at the ugly grape fuck during class, and accidentally dissolved her only pencil in a fit of rage. Which meant he lost another one to her.
And then that same week, shitty hair was testing his strength on pencils, snapping them in half with and without his quirk, so he lost five pencils to his useless antics.
So by the time Friday rolled around, he had just one mechanical pencil left to get him through the day. Which would have been fine, ― if he didn't run out of lead right in the middle of fucking English class.
Now, he could have asked the teacher for a pencil, but she was this dusty, old hag, and Katsuki was known in his class for aggravating her to the point where her veins popped out on her face, and she would screech at him like a mad banshee. And Katsuki would rather pull out his own nails and stick them in his eyeballs like push-pins, than face the lecture she would no doubt give him if she found out he had come to class "unprepared".
So now, he was stuck, pissed off at everyone, multiple writing assignments to finish, a professor who never liked him, zero patience, and completely lacking in pencils.
Fuck his life.
And the day would have only gotten worse, if it wasn't for you.
He doesn't know how you knew that he needed a pencil. Then again, since you so clearly liked him, you must have been watching him all the time. You must have seen the miffed look on his face and noticed how he was furiously clicking his pencil for any lead.
Most people who didn't know him personally tended to steer clear of him for the most part. So needless to say, he was mildly surprised when small, quiet, you — tapped his desk with your little ink covered fingers.
You never spoke out much in class, and Katsuki only knew you as the voiceless girl who sat next to him in class and constantly kept at least one earbud in, drawing on your hands or doodling on the corner of your paper when the teacher was talking.
He figured it would be a miracle if you were even passing this class.
But when he turned to you with narrowed eyes, you held his gaze carefully, and held out a new pencil to him.
At first, he's less than pleased, ― Katsuki wasn't gonna just accept help from some random extra.
But you shook the pencil at him, urging him to take it, and he once again meets your eyes, ― long enough to realize that you had to be one of the prettiest girls he's ever met.
Brilliant, and mildly amused, your gaze held a sense of thinly veiled curiosity that peeked through the serene look on your face, the sun peeking out behind you cast small shadows down the curve of your cheeks from your eyelashes and, and ―
― and he had been staring for way to long.
Scowling, he snatched the pencil out of your grasp and turned to his assignment, pretending to read the instructions. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw you curl over your own paper and get back to work.
For the rest of class, he stole small, fleeting glances at your focused form.
He decided that he absolutely hated the way your hair looked glossy and soft in the light filtering through the window. And the way you tapped your foot on the floor to the beat of whatever music you listened to, and the intricate designs you often drew on your hands, slightly smudged where your fingers held your own pencil.
The bell signaling the end of class snapped him out of his stupor and he angrily stood up, sending his chair back with the force and shoving papers in his bag.
He's half way down the hallway to his next class when he realizes he's still holding your pencil.
He stares down at it with a glare and considers throwing it in the trash for a second.
Your face pops in his head for a second, (rather rudely, and unnecessarily if he might add), and he grimaces before shoving it haphazardly somewhere behind him in his bag.
.
The next day, Bakugou stomps over to class, fully restocked with his own pencils.
He sits down in his usual seat and glances at you without thinking. You were reading the board at the front of the class, but you turned your head to him when you felt his gaze on you.
His slouching position immediately straightened at a backbreaking speed like a soldier at attention.
Instantly, he wanted to howitzer himself into the next dimension.
What was he so damn jumpy for??
He fixed you with a defensive glare, like his ears didn't feel so annoyingly hot, "What!? Hah? I don't need your stupid pencils today. " he bit out.
You squinted at him, and his annoyance only heightened when he noticed the way your lips twitched upwards in amusement.
Did you think he was fucking funny or something?
"Ah, ― ok." You replied.
He twitched in his seat as he watched you turn your attention away from him and to something on your phone.
That was it?
That was fucking it?
He accepts your help one time and suddenly you can't spare him more than a fucking two word reply?
A voice in the back of his head tells him that he's never cared before exactly how many words a girl says to him, and he promptly tells said voice to shut the fuck up.
He glowers for the rest of class and makes it a point to not even glance in your general direction.
It works more or less to his favor, until he starts seeing you show up around him and everywhere outside of his class.
The moment he sees your eyes turn in his direction in the hallways, he swivels his head away so fast he nearly gets whiplash from the force.
Your outside after school waiting for a ride and he scowls when you don't even look up at him from your phone when he walks stiffly in front of you.
He catches you make icy hot crack a smile with some stupid joke in the lunch line and he almost combusts into a nuclear explosion on the spot when you ruffle his hair affectionately. How, and why the fuck were you acting so familiar with that damn candy-cane bastard?
The annoying voice in his head from earlier prompts him to go and place himself between the two of you, ― a physical divider, ― but he immediately brushes it off again. He chastises himself for even allowing such ridiculous thoughts enter his head over a useless extra like you.
Unfortunately, Katsuki in time comes to find that you’re not as useless as you seem.
As raccoon-eyes eventually manages to drag you into their tight knit group of friends, he begrudgingly realizes that there is much more to you than just ink covered fingers and pretty eyes.
Your one of the top students at the school. Picking up things easily, you don't pay much attention in school because you prefer to and work better doing things in your own time. You, however, make a horrible teacher, and any attempts to tutor his so called friends into shape, end in more jokes cracked than brains, and it's all too easy for you to dissolve into half giggles and smart remarks with them.
Your also, a little shit, he discovers, much to his chagrin.
"I still can't believe you go to bed at 8:30 like an old man."
The sly gleam of your eye when you join forces with his friends to tease him makes him want to slap his hands directly over your stupid eyes because he hates the way he's so automatically drawn to them.
And that stupid fucking twitch of your lips whenever he speaks to you. Like your trying to hold back a smile. Why the fuck do you do that. The fuck is wrong with you. Just smile like a normal person dammit.
So fucking distracting.
Especially when he began bringing you new, colorful pens for you to draw with for when yours ran out of ink. And the wipes he keeps stored in his bag for the teachers that kept threatening to email your parents if they saw you drawing on yourself during class.
God, you had to be the worst thing that's ever happened to him.
Which he swears is the only thought running through his head as he sits next to you at the library with his chin in his hands.
Definitely nothing having to do with the fading sun weaving through your hair in strands of gold, or the plush of your lips when you bite into them distractedly.
And your godamn eyes. Calm, sweet little almond eyes, so, ― pretty.
(Seriously, when the fuck did he start using words like "pretty").
It takes him a second to sense that said eyes were now focused on him. Unwavering and almost downright pleased in a way that made his hands clam up and saliva build up in his mouth.
"Hey Bakugou, you in there?" You ask cheekily.
He bites back a snarl, "Fuck off, tiny."
You raise your hands in mock surrender. "Ok, Ok, ― just making sure we didn't lose you into the void, you were looking pretty intense there."
"Shuddup I was just thinking."
"About me?"
"No, what the fuck?!" He yells, ignoring the librarian who sent him a stern look from her desk.
You snicker and he almost jolts out of his seat when you scoot your chair way too close to him.
You jostle his feet under the table and he kicked back impulsively. What he wasn't expecting, was for you to purposefully tangle your legs together, pulling yourself to the very edge of your seat.
Suddenly your face is right in front of his and he stiffens when you twist your fingers into the sleeve of his school uniform.
"Aw, you don't like me then?"
He absolutely hates the way he can hear the blood pumping into his ears.
"No, I fucking hate you. You're the worst."
"..."
"Oh."
Suddenly, you turn your eyes away from him and to your lap, lowering your eyebrows. Your lips fall into a deep pout that leaves him wanting to smush your cheeks together in his hands.
You look utterly crestfallen.
"That's kinda mean yunno." You say to him softly. "I really thought you liked me Bakugou."
He blinks at you in alarm.
He wasn't actually expecting you to take him seriously. You never do any other time. You knew there was hardly ever any real malice behind his words to his friends.
Right?
"It's ok if you don't, I understand. But, uh, I'm gonna go home now." You say quietly, without meeting his eyes.
Shit, ― he thought.
Did I, actually go too far?
You remove your fingers from his sleeve and make to grab your things to leave.
He panics, he couldn't let you go like this!
Frantically, he grabs your hand and pulls you close to him.
"The fuck are you talking about?! Are you that stupid?"
You look at him sullenly and try to pull away. He doesn't let go, but stands up to keep you pushed against the table.
Katsuki is reeling at the feeling of your skin under his, but tries to keep himself focused on the situation.
"Of course I fucking like you, dumbass." He nearly growls without looking at you face.
"I always buy you shit and make you food don't I? You think I'd spend my money and time on ya' if I didn't like you." Katsuki says simply.
"Thoughtcha' already knew you were my favorite." He mutters.
He looks up at you and freezes on the spot.
You have the most shit-eating look he's ever seen on your face and he later swears left and right to himself that he spots the slightest flush spreading across your cheeks.
You're goddamn eyes are once again so damn bright and he can barely process anything else with the way you're smiling at him.
"Bakugou,―i'm your favorite?!" You blurt out.
"I knew it! I can't believe I got you to admit it!!" You said horribly happily.
Katsuki stares at you in disbelief. Was that all a fucking act?
Your positively glowing now and Katsuki wants nothing more than to slap himself for falling for your stupid tricks again. How fucking dare you use your goddamn face against him like that. You were just playing with his feelings at this point.
He's about to tear his hand off your arm in a fit of anger when you pause you giggling and suddenly grab him by the collar of his uniform and bring his ear right next to your lips.
"Yunno, ― your my favorite too ok? Don't forget that." You whisper conspiratorially.
Your breath on his skin makes him nearly tremble, and he just knows that you can feel how hot his face his when you press your lips to his cheek in a chaste kiss before pulling away to grab your things and disappear just as quickly.
Katsuki is sure that he probably looks like he just got hit by a truck.
A dazed grin makes it's way onto his face that he desperately tries to hold back, but fails as his fingers brush the spot where your lips just were.
All at once the feeling fades when his eyes meet the absolutely delighted looks of his friends from across the library.
They make all sorts of kissy faces and obscene gestures that has his face looking the same color as his ruby eyes.
He scowls deeply and turns to make his way angrily out of the library.
As he passes a window, he pauses when he catches sight of your figure walking across the campus.
Ink-covered fingers pressed to your lips.
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If there's one thing most people don't know about Bakugou's friends, it's just how perceptive they really are. Their normally aloof and carefree behavior seems to veil the fact that they are indeed future heroes and they have trained to be finely tuned to each others behavior.
So it didn't take long for them to notice a shift in the actions of their angry blonde buddy.
It took even less time to connect the dots to you.
And naturally, ― they began scheming.
Perhaps not scheming per say, ― as they watched Bakugou zone out in your direction for the nth time that day at the library, Mina smacked Denki over the head one day for using that word.
"We're not scheming anything Denks." she whispered.
"Then why are we whispering?" He muttered back, rubbing his head with a grimace.
She sighed deeply and massaged her temples.
"We just need a way to get him to realize that he's feeling an emotion outside of acute bloodlust and anger for once." she explained.
"So then what, do we like, plot an intervention or something?" Sero supplied.
Mina, for what seemed like the hundredth time that day, with great effort, resisted the urge to send an acid quirk infused slap in his way.
Sensing this, Kirishima was quick to pipe in, "C'mon guys, nothing like that, Bakubro just need a little push in the right direction, is all."
Mina nodded in approval.
"Blasty's smart, he'll understand what needs to be done once he works out his feelings. Hopefully."
A mummer of understanding passed through most of the group.
Sitting up straight and cracking her knuckles, Mina whipped out a pen and piece of paper like a weapon, "Alright boys, don't worry, your girls got just the plan."
Kaminari made a face like he just struck gold.
"Ohhhh! Okay. So we're planning an intervention."
"For FUCKS SAKE―"
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Oh, oh! I got one!
okay okay, so, don’t feel pressured to write this if you do t want to, but what about slashers (Vincent Sinclair, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, anyone else you wanna add) with a s/o who gets really distracted? Like, in the middle of doing something that should be simple, they zone out and forget what they were doing. (I have really bad ADHD so that’s why I’m asking-)
like, they even have to remind their s/o to take medicine and just nudges to get them back on track-
idk, do what you will with that idea, and again, thank u for ur time!!
btw, u look amazing today!!
You too look amazing today! Thanks for request! Why is everyone so spooked of requesting, the worst thing I can do is not answer🥰
Slashers with s/o that gets distracted A LOT
Sinclair Vincent
Imagine, s/o is in Vince workplace first time, he probably wants to turn them into wax figure, he leaves room for one second to grab some tools. Boom s/o is just walking around judging his wax figurines
Mans gonna be like 🧍in corridor when they are just amused by how cute and pretty some of those lil figurines are🥰
After they get along, Vince really enjoys slow walks thrue gallery or just near area, cuz its very pretty and there's no Bo screaming like child
He saw some pretty leaves, he went to pick them up so he can show them to s/o. He turn around... where.. where are they??!?!? Huuh did they leave him?? Dude will be overthinking hard. But after few minutes of looking for them, they just kinda spawn behind him "hey vince look i found this cool as rocks and then I saw deer's and I kinda fallowed them to this dope river come see!"they just grab his hand and lead him :(tbh vince was this close to mental break down, now he always holds hands
Myers Micheal
My dude is about to buy one of those backpack leashes that some parents have. He's like 80years young, ain't no way he's going to run around city looking for some guy who just saw pretty butterfly and almost got hit by a car 5times.
To be honest they should be ones making sure he won't just walk of and get lost in Forest judging by his age
When he notice that s/o didnt take their daily medicine he just takes it and slams it on desk/table next to them or just throws it at them! Take the pills dummy!
S/o calling him 'heya mickey im lost pick me up' happends twice per week. Really s/o be more careful pls
Voorhees Jason
If you thought that Vincent panicked? Oh this guy will have mental breakdown, cry and then search whole place
In forests signal sucks so they can't call him and screams won't do much cuz echo and Jason is mute so he cant yell back anyways
He won't buy leash but he will hold their hand 24/7 nuh uh you cant go run after those deers, no you can't go swimming we know what happend in 1957
Now he has ptsd and evertime he wakes up and doesn't see s/o in his eyesight he instantly thinks that she's in difrent country or dead
Heelshire Brahms
This dude knows the whole mansion no way he loses them here right?
Jokes on you brahms they are already on the other side of it
Even tho they are in closed space, which is safe and very known to Brahms it doesnt stop his abandment issues and... idk he has a lot of issues tbh. No matter how long he knows s/o he's is 100% sure that they are trying to leave.
He will probably speed run thrue corridors screaming their name and he just stubbles across them just watching paitinings on walls "this you? You were ugly ass baby" "WHERE WERE YOU" "I saw funny rats and i wondered where they have secret cheese hideout" "rats?😰" (its a reference to my old fic where brahms was beaten up by rats and now hes spooked of them)
He has calendar with highlighted date everyday they have to take pills and how many so every morning when s/o wakes up they see his face like few centimetres away from theirs, with aggressive eye contact holding pills "it is time my love" " oh :("
I added brahms cuz hes goofy, have wonderful day person reading this!! And never be spooked to ask for headcanons! We love that
#slasher x reader#slasher headcanons#brahms heelsire#brahms x reader#micheal myers#micheal myers x reader#vincent x reader#vincent sinclair x reader#vincent sinclair#house of wax#halloween ends#the boy 2016#brahms the boy#jason vorhees headcanon#jason voorhees#jason vorhees x reader
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