#but its really funny the conversion that happened there. i do have to wonder how much of it was influenced by them alone

[wonderfulwonderrful]

Season of Love (6/?)

+18 | Toto x reader fem!teamprincipal

Summary: One night on a pier in Monaco, while admiring the sea under the night skies, you told Toto, "I came to the conclusion that love is simply not meant for me." That was the answer to a question you have been asking yourself for the longest time. But what if he proved you wrong. Pairing: Toto Wolff x reader team principal. Genre: Romance, comedy, and some good drama. Author's note: We are so back! Thank you for your support and comments; read you soon!

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Dances with Wolff Arc Chapter 6: Collision at Turn 1

UK

Sam and Toto go to the Soft Serve Society in London the following day to have milkshakes. They share a sizeable Instagram-able shake, asking for two straws instead of one. 

The place is intimate and small, perfect for chatting. Its location in a trendy neighborhood gives Sam the ideal excuse to pull that Thom Browne boyish suit out of her suitcase.

As Sam is asking for two matcha cookies to complement their order, she notices Toto smiling like an idiot at his iPhone screen.

—Wow, that time you two spent apart did wonders for your relationship. I thought it was a "cease and desist" situation, as if there wouldn't be a turning point, but I haven't seen you like this in a long time.

—How? —Toto moves his gaze to Sam, a bit perplexed.

—Stupidly in love. So you two are genuinely back?

—Oh, that... well, we are trying this open relationship thing. Actually, I wanted to talk to you about it.

Sam gives him a judgy look, her eyebrows slightly frowning. —Let me guess. Susie suggested it; you said no, then she pressured you, and you followed along. There is no need to explain further; I get it.

Toto shrugs and barely nods his head.

—It's always what Susie wants, isn't it? You are so blind sometimes —she sounds now annoyed.

—I thought you, of all people, would get it. You see love differently than in the traditional way. Preferences aside, you are more free regarding feelings and partners.

—Yes, yet I'm not into playing with other people's feelings. 

—I'm not being played or playing with her feelings.

—To which one of the two hers are you referring?

A silence.

It's the first time Sam addresses the elephant in the room. 

—Listen, I don't want to overstep, and God knows I don't want to get in the middle; I love you both; yes, I said that, and stop smiling like that, but for fuck sake, you two need to communicate and talk! LIKE TALK! I know it's not my place, and I have tried to remain as neutral as possible, but I genuinely care about Y/N; there's more you need to know about each other because this thing is going to blow in your faces the worst way.

—What's on this? Is this really happening? You telling me how you are feeling? —Toto picks up the shake to smell it, making a funny face and trying to lighten the mood. He also avoids giving Sam an answer but pays attention to her every word.

—Oh, fuck off —Sam pushes him a bit roughly.

—Sugar sure is a drug! —Toto's holding a laugh.

-

—How did your day out with Toto go?

—How do you know we went out? Stalker!

In response, you give Sam an exaggerated insulted expression (hand over your chest and open wide mouth). —He texted me when you two were at the ice cream place! He even sent me these pictures! —you show her the conversation. —By the way, that outfit of yours is CUTE!

—Oh! It was you then —she says quickly and softly.

—Sorry? —you look at Sam as if another head grew from her neck.

—Oh, nothing. Toto didn't mention anything. He was just smiling like an idiot and giggling like a teenager, looking all in love at his phone screen.

—All what? Sam, what you said?! —you feel your heart in your throat.

—Did you follow my advice? —she cuts your shenanigans.

—I tried to follow it and address our "situation," but he rushed to get wine. He ran from the conversation, and I didn't feel like having it much, either. I knew how it was going to end.

—Well, keep pushing, trust me.

—Is there something I should worry about? —you suddenly stop and look straight at her.

—It's not my place to tell —Sam answers neutrally.

Then you two board your jet with directions home, your new home, Monaco. 

Now, thanks to Sam's words, an eerie sentiment fills your head. Is she trying to warn you something?

-

It's a quiet flight; well, if it wasn't for Samanta's snoring, not even an English Bulldog snores that loud. 

Which makes you laugh hard; you have forgotten how terrible Sam sleeps. 

It's been a while since you two slept nearby, which was the most common thing for all those years you lived at the Manor.

You have always been very much like sisters.

You take out your phone and start recording a video of Sam sound asleep with T-rex arms, open mouth, and loudly snoring, all weirdly placed on the comfy, big seat next to you.

-

Monaco

Why, every time you land in Monaco, your mind is in desperate need of a Toto detox?

-

As soon as you are in the car ride home, you hit the send button on the "Get a grip, loca🏎!" group chat.

After you share the video of Sam sleeping, a long list of replies and reactions appear in the group.

She threatens to murder you in your sleep.

-

Two nights after being back, when Charles enters the apartment wearing the world's most oversized outfit while trying to juggle four bottles of wine - one held under his chin - and a big fancy grocery bag while avoiding stepping on "Robbie" - your Roomba robot - you feel so at home; this couldn't be a more domestic scene for you two before you rush to help him.

Never mind, too late! Now, the kitchen floor looks like a crime scene. 

God, how much you missed him! Keeping your friendship while hiding it from the rest of the Scuderia has been difficult. 

Ferrari is a hermetic group that likes it that way; being extra friendly with the enemy could cost Charles' head, thanks to Binotto's paranoia.

—FUCK! FUCK AND FUCK! —he lets out, looking at the now red floor, followed by various French cursings coming out of that pouty mouth. 

—At least the other three survived —you hear Sam say, entering behind him and holding two more bottles and a cake.

—Several bottles of wine and lots of food. This is an intervention for me, isn't it? —you ask, looking at them suspiciously.

Both of them energetically nod.

—We need to talk about Bruno —Charles jokes; he obviously means Toto while grabbing the paper towel on the kitchen counter to try cleaning his mess, which is as useless as you expected.

—Damn —is all you let out.

At some point, Charles gives up and prefers leaving a fat tip and a Post-it for Rosita when she comes clean tomorrow morning.

-

—Hi, I have a quick question: How much do you weigh?

A text from Toto comes in the early hours of the day as you are about to hit the treadmill in your luxurious building's training center. You rushed down there, unable to sleep a second more.

After the intervention, you comprehend lots of things need to change.

—(Y/N's weight), why? —you reply. 

It's still dark outside.

Only you and three others are alone in the enormous gym section, which feels quiet and isolated, perfect for decompressing. 

Apparently, when Toto and you are apart, you are both early birds. It's always a snooze fest when you two are tangled in sheets. Probably, it's because he makes the world's most fabulous pillow or because he loves having you wrapped in his arms.

Judging by his text's unusual hours, he may be overthinking it too. Lately, you have felt driven to exercise earlier in the morning as well to avoid losing your sanity.

A couple of minutes later, a video of Toto adjusting the weight of his barbells to your weight before doing a couple of hip thrusts comes as a reply.

You watch the video a couple of times, okay, several times, before hitting the reply button. —I can help you do some repetitions if you want; I know a very effective routine! My trainer also advised me I needed more cardio —you tease him, feeling a tingle down there, hehe. 

Fuck! You are falling for it again, and you just swore to Sam and Charles that there would be no Toto during this break!

As Toto reads your text, a pleased smirk forms on his lips, and then he exhales and returns to exercise. 

He shouldn't be feeling this desperate for your attention. It has been only the first week without seeing you.

The way you have turned his life upside down is unimaginable.

-

—Your girl is in town! —Normani sends a selfie of herself in the group chat, throwing a pose on the Monaco pier, looking flawless and stylish in a two-piece Casablanca outfit (an orange thee with colorful stripes and shorty shorts and pulling the coolest glasses) while blowing a kiss. —Let's hang out tonight!😈😈

—OH, I KNOW JUST THE PLACE —Lando writes back.

—Italy.

Several "???" appear.

—I'm in Italy —Seb clarifies.

Now, it makes sense.

—Someone needs to help Seb with this, really —George says.

—Let's take him to one of those free classes at the Apple store, you know, with the senior citizens —Checo jokes. —I'm with Carola's parents and the kids in Guadalajara, so we are out of the fun this time.

—Tell Carola I love her —you request Checo.

—I will, thx.

—I don't wish for an apple, thank you —Seb replies.

—Dear God —Lewis texts.

—Jk! Jk! I'm not that inept, and I'm not yet a senior citizen, but soon, 2032 let's go! —Seb exits the conversation.

—Lando, send the location —Lewis texts. —That's great to know, Seb. I'm already saving for our turbo wheelchairs to challenge you in races at the retirement home.

—There, see you guys at 1 a.m.

—I want to live enough to witness that, Lewis —Mick enters the conversation.

—This club looks like a shithole! I don't wish for my organs to get stolen —Charles points out after looking for the place on Google Maps; it's only a run-down facade photo of the place in a not-that-neat street.

—Trust me, you are going to love it —Lando comments.

—Is it private? —Lewis asks. —Cause last time we went out in London, getting us out of there was a nightmare.

—That's precisely why I'm suggesting this place!

—Spain.

—I'm in Spain —Carlos texts, mocking Seb. —Have fun without me, guys, even though I don't think you can. Send pictures. I miss you, my friends.

—Te extraño, too🙇‍♀️ —you reply, Carlos, you have become fond of him.

—🥰🥰 —Carlos sends.

—I'm liking this sketchy, mysterious place already —Sam joins in.

—Sam, is Millie still in town? —you ask her, you met Millie for brunch two days ago.

—No, I already left 😭😭😭. Mick invited me to hike in Patagonia—a photo of them out in nature follows her text. 

—Okay, the ones who are going, please send a hands-up emoji; I'm booking the table —Lando texts.

-

You make your way through the winding streets of Monaco on Charles' bike at full speed; you are sure you flashed at least four people with that party mini dress you are wearing as you head to the mysterious nightclub. 

As soon as you park, you agree with Charles that it looks like a sketchy part of town, but the faint sound of pulsing music and the flickering lights emanating from a door down a narrow corridor between two buildings right in front of you quickly distract you and guides you in.

Soon, as you enter and go down the long stairs, you are immediately enveloped in a world of luxury "decadence." 

The atmosphere is electric, and the air is heavy with the scent of exotic perfumes. 

—It smells like good sex —is what Lando tells you as he greets you, looking at your two "trying to discover the scent" faces.

The walls are decorated with striking artwork, each more provocative and daring than the last.

For sure, this place is the stage for many wild escapades.

As almost everyone gets there, the group is drawn to the center of the club, near where the main stage, lit up with swirling lights and seductive, almost naked dancers. 

Your table in the VIP area "it has the best location in the place", again, according to Lando.

As you sit next to Nomani, who gave you the world's greatest greeting hug, you get mesmerized by the hypnotic rhythm of the music and the dancers' graceful motions. 

You get transfixed, unable to tear your eyes away from them. Gorgeous he/she/they are on the stage.

—Beer, gin, what are we drinking? —Normani asks you.

—Tequila —you answer too quickly for her and Sam's amusement.

—Tequila, it is! —she says loudly and makes a little dance, shaking the girls around. The more than happy waiter witnesses it before getting the bottle.

You pour everyone a shot to start the night. Lewis just arrived, and George is running late as usual.

—Can you smell it? —you ask everyone.

A couple of "What?" come along.

—The regret —you joke as you all take the shot.

The group then goes full party core, joining the pulsating dance floor and losing themselves in the music. 

Laughter and shouts fill the air as the exotic dancers approach you and the crowd to exchange some sensual moves.

Amidst the chaos and allure of the night, Toto arrives. Unexpectedly.

Charles and Sam instantly look at you, almost throwing you darts.

—I swear to God I didn't invite him!

George did.

-

As alcohol skyrockets Lando, he starts doing push-ups for you in the middle of the dance floor as a techno-dub mix of Olivia Newton John's and Dua Lipa's "Physical" starts playing while he looks straight at you.

—Is that supposed to impress me? —you raise an eyebrow, cross your arms, and lean on Lewis, who is also witnessing the action.

—Is it working?

—Never stop believing in your dreams —you laugh it off, and Toto playfully rolls his eyes at him, then winks at you.

"Oh, God, I'm weak! I'm not going to resist the temptation."

—The dancer with the jockstrap hasn't taken his eyes off you the entire night —Toto points out for Normani, gesturing to which one he refers.

Normani makes a "definitely wouldn't mind" expression. —Too bad I don't do one-night stands —she confesses.

—Like ever? —Lewis looks at her like she is from Mars.

—Hopeless romantic right here! —Normi answers. —I like to party, but I'm so old-fashioned. Thanks, Mom!

—What a classy lady, indeed! —George says.

—It's my Britishness britishing —she jokes. —I want a husband, a big house in the countryside, horses and babies, you know, the traditional.

—Like, literally, this is the worst place to discuss family! —Sam warns them with a "Don't kill the mood, guys" look.

—The worst! —you all burst out laughing.

—I'm not sure if she is messing with us or..? —Lando comes closer to saying to Charles.

—No, really! It's my biggest wish. I can't wait to be a mom! —Normani lets out. 

—But you are so young! —everyone looks so shocked at her. Quite the revelation!

—I KNOW, but I want four! So, I better hurry up.

—FOUR?!! —everyone kind of screams in response.

Normani looks at them with a big smile, happy with the chaos her confession is causing.

—I get you, girl. I do love one myself; I have wanted to be a mom for years now. I feel I'm close to adopting one, but I need to do something with my schedule first. It would be impossible with a baby!

Toto listens to your conversation, very quiet and still, looking as if something inside him broke.

-

—Hey, I want to talk to you privately. I have something important to tell you; it's been on my mind for a while —Toto approaches you to whisper in your ear.

—Oh, sure, yeah —you agree to. "Okay, breathe, the moment it's coming."

When you reach a quiet spot to talk without all the people buzzing around, the loud background noises, and the almost butt-naked performers, you two remain there in an awkward silence for a minute.

Toto looks like he wants to say something but doesn't, so you break the ice first, feeling your hands shaking a bit.

—So what do you want to tell me that's so important?

He looks straight at you and takes two steps to close the distance between you. —Ahem, so... so what are you planning for... for the off-season? —he takes you off guard.

"Okay, this is not what I was expecting."

—I... I don't know... yet.

—Maybe we could spend it together. I know a private island that would be perfect —Toto offers you, totally improvising.

—Oh, I see...

—I mean... if you want to.

—No, no, of course, I want to!

—Perfect, then —he says, his voice deep. Toto then takes your hand, and you're surprised by the warmth from his touch.

"Coward" "Selfish" is all Toto thinks for himself. "But I don't want to lose her. I need her just a bit more. I don't know how to quit her."

—What do you say if we continue this conversation somewhere even more private? —Toto invites you, his intense dark eyes piercing right through you. 

Before you have time to respond, he takes your hand and leads you toward the exit at the back of the place and into his car.

Soon, you arrive at his luxurious penthouse, abandoning almost all of your party clothes in the process. 

You glance around the dimly lit living room, admiring its opulence. The walls are decorated with fine art, and the scent of wealth lingers in every corner.

Toto, already bare-chested, removes the rest of his clothes, revealing himself. You can't help but stare at his toned abs, defined muscles, and delicious dick. 

He smirks, noticing your admiration, and pushes you closer to the sofa. It creaks softly under your weight as he sits you down, eyes locked onto each other.

—You're stunning —Toto says while tracing his fingers down your body as you remove your last piece of clothing.

Your pulse quickens at his touch, and you move in, pressing your lips hard against his.

Toto's tongue sneaks its way between your parted lips as he pulls your naked body close to his. You moan softly.

Slowly, he leans back onto the plush pillows, taking you with him. Your bodies intertwine in a passionate embrace, enjoying the heat from his broad chest into you as you run your hands all over him, feeling every inch of Toto pressing against your core.

He grabs you by the hips, grinding you against him forcefully, causing an excited whimper to escape your lips. You can't help but crave his every single inch.

Sliding yourself lower, you feel him harden beneath you. —Fuck, you're so hard —you whisper into his ear as you stroke his length up and down. 

Toto flips you onto your back, not letting you control the show yet, spreading your legs wide. He effortlessly glides both of his hands beneath your ass, lifting you up like you weigh nothing.

His left-hand squeezes your ass cheek possessively while his right supports your lower back. Then Toto lowers his mouth to your inner thigh, his tongue trailing a path of wetness up to your core, where he tastes you. 

You gasp, your breath hitching whenever his tongue flicks your clit.

Plunging his tongue deep inside you, he tastes the sweetness of your essence. Moving back up to your clit, he sucks hard, provoking you to tremble under the pleasure.

Your fingers entangle his thick hair, tugging and pushing as waves of delight roll over your body. 

Toto stares at your swollen clit and massages it gently, building an almost unbearable tension in the pit of your stomach before he slides first one finger, then two inside of you, feeling you tighten around them as he moves them in deliberate circles.

—What the fuck, you feel incredible —he mumbles against your folds. He increases his pace, sucking harder, flicking faster until you are shuddering against him, gasping for breath, about to break apart.

Your vision gets blurry as an involuntary moan escapes your lips.

—I'm so fucking close —you cry out, inarticulate with pleasure. Toto looks up and climbs back up your body, kissing and nipping at your soft flesh as he goes up until his thighs are between yours.

—You want me to make you come, don't you? —he whispers seductively, nibbling on your earlobe.

You nod, biting your lip. You need Toto to fill you, to end this unbearable craving he had built inside you.

—Please, Toto —you beg, thrusting your hips upward. A desperate whimper tears from your throat when your sexes don't meet.

Toto chuckles softly, smirking at your desperation. —Then fuck me —he murmurs, placing you on top of him, inviting you to ride him right there, inviting you to guide him inside of you. —Fuck me hard.

The feeling of him filling you up, inch by inch, sends waves of ecstasy through your body. —Oh, god, yes —you moan, encouraging him deeper.

Your bodies move together in perfect harmony as you ride waves of pleasure. Toto grunts and groans with each bounce, whispering obscenities in your ear as you cowgirl him with an arched back, panting heavily. Wetness pools between you as your sweat-slicked bodies slap together rhythmically.

Toto grabs your hands and pins them behind your back, changing the angle of his thrusts. He hits a spot deep within you that sends shivers down your spine, producing a guttural moan from your lips. 

He smirks at the sound and repeats the action, watching your reaction with fascination.

—Fuuck —you cry out, every muscle tensing as your fingers curl into fists. 

Toto continues to plow into you, each thrust harder and deeper than the last, making your tits bounce without control, making you a mess. 

You look down at him to see your bodies moving in a slick rhythm, leaving trails of sweat and lust on your skin. He looks wild, eyes burning with desire and mouth parted in a low growl as the scent of sex permeates the air around you.

You whimper as he releases one of your wrists, allowing you to wrap your hand around your breast. Your fingers tease your sensitive nipple, sending a fresh wave of sensation flooding through you.

Toto watches you touch yourself, entranced by the movement of your hand on your breast as his thrusts become erratic.

—Fuck, you're so goddamn beautiful —he mutters roughly, his hips slamming into yours hard. The sound of your bodies colliding resonates throughout the room, mixing with your erratic breathing. 

—You like that? —Toto asks, smirking at your eager expression. You feel yourself getting closer to the edge, ready to burst at any moment.

Toto's dark eyes pierce into you, watching every twitch of your face and every moan of breath.

His thrusts become more deliberate, each one pressing into your womb.

—Fuckkk —Toto groans loudly, struggling to contain himself. His muscles tense as he gives it to you very fast; sweat drips down his face, onto his chest, and you.

—Toto! —you moan very loud as you come all over his dick.

—I need you —he confesses to you as he is about to come. You bounce hard and desperately on his cock, till you hear him grunting loud; a mess of panting Toto fills you up.

-

Ferrari's big anniversary is coming up next weekend, and they are set to throw the biggest party ever, a very fancy gala that will take place in Rome, or so Charles discloses to you.

—I'm actually excited for this one! —then he turns to show you the jewelry bracelet he likes before trying it on while cheerfully chit-chatting.

—This one is more your style, I like it better —you agree with his pick, as you two are out shopping.

While the sales lady adjusts it to his wrist measurements, Charles continues telling you: —This party has been in the making for so long, and all the rumors we have been hearing about it from the planners keep getting better; it honestly sounds so good!

You attentively listen to him while trying on a set of butterfly diamond earrings. Yes, you need them.

He continues: —I really wish I could take you like my plus one! But I'm taking my mom; I promised her way before meeting you.

—Oh, sweetie, no worries! But do tell me more about it. Sounds fabulous.

—Well, it will be very VIP, with only big clients, a couple of A-lister celebrities, and influential motorsports people. There's a lot of gossip about what or who will be the entertainment.

—I guess I'm not part of the big names of motorsports yet because I haven't been invited, haha. Mattia doesn't like me, isn't it?

—He is not your biggest fan, but almost no one has been invited; as far as I know, it's just the Scuderia and people Mattia considers his "paddock friends." —Charles gestures with his hands. —And some special guests with a history with the brand, like Niki. He is going! I know because Sam is his plus one; she told me yesterday.

—Maybe I should buy Ferrari to party with you at that fabulous event —you laugh it off as you sign the check for the earrings.

—And to party with Niki —Charles adds, joking.

—I heard he goes hard! —you joke back. Nowadays, if Niki stays up after 10 p.m., he considers it a wild night, in his words.

-

As you are about to finish your grilled salmon at that gorgeous "Gaia" restaurant in Monte Carlo, your phone buzzes on top of the white mantelpiece, grabbing your attention.

—Didn't you lose something?

—Not that I know.

—How weird, cause I have this plus one ticket with your name on it.

—Haha. You got me!

—Feeling like going to a fancy party in Rome?

—A getaway trip to Italy? SIGN ME UP! —you happily reply, already thinking about what you will wear.

-

Rome

As the sun descended over the iconic Roman Colosseum, flashing cameras lit the red carpet at the ancient structure's entrance. 

Sleek Ferraris pull up, each more luxurious than the previous, dropping the celebrities and high-profile guests off to make their grand entrances, dressed in the most glamorous outfits and adorned in shining jewels. 

Amidst all that circus, you two stay on the sidelines, watching the spectacle unfold before quietly skipping the paparazzi and splitting apart to enter the temporarily built ballroom.

—Surprise! —you extend your arms to Leclerc; he is now fresh off the red carpet, the one you avoid to keep it as discreet as possible.

A prominent smile forms on the lips of the Monagesque. —We could have shared the flight here, you know! Instead of you flying here all by yourself —Charles rolls his eyes at you and then hugs you. —I really believed you when you said you didn't get invited. You got me!

"But I didn't fly by myself!" You want to correct him on that, but you don't.

Inside, the atmosphere is as opulent as outside. Red lights illuminate the ancient structure, and lavish decorations adorn every table set. Cirque du Soleil performers move gracefully through the crowds, dazzling costumes twirling and shimmering as they entertain the guests with their mesmerizing acts.

You take in all the sights and sounds of the extravagant gala surrounding you, where motorsport legends mingle with billionaires, entertainers, engineers, celebrities, and beautiful models. 

Laughter, loud music, and chatter fill the air, along with the clinking of champagne glasses.

-

After having a blast dancing around, chatting, and goofing an hour later, you go to look for Sam, knowing she must be somewhere around. 

But the place is enormous, the crowd is big, and no luck so far; she is nowhere to be seen.

You get tired of searching for her and go to the bathroom. By this point, you have had many drinks, "Damn, that waiting line is long!"

As you try to find something to entertain you while you wait, you start scanning the place with your eyes, observing every gorgeous detail, when the silhouette of a beautiful blond woman steals your attention. Four girls in front of you in the line, there is Susie.

She is as beautiful as you expected her to be in person but more petite; she looks fit and fierce but kind. You can't help but stare at her before wondering what she is doing here. Then a "Duh! Idiot! She is a big name in motorsports!" hits you.

-

As you return to your table from grabbing chocolate-covered strawberries a bit later, you run into Sam.

She stares at you with the widest eyes ever, completely surprised. —What? —she lets out, standing still.

—Surprise! —you reach to hug her. —I have been looking for you all damn night! —she barely hugs you, and your big smile starts to fade away. —Is all good? —you ask, concern while looking straight at her.

—I'm so sorry, Y/N. I genuinely am —she mumbles. Samanta's features are full of dismay.

—Sam, you are worrying me.

She gestures to you to turn around.

"Oh, there is that feeling you remember so well." 

That awful fucking feeling of getting your heart shattered. Like a bullet going through the flesh, a sting of pure pain as if your heart was glass and was getting crushed by a hammer, pure and profound pain as you watch Susie wrapped around Toto's neck with no inch of space in between them, standing by the Mercedes guest table, sharing soft kisses and pets. 

Yet you are so skilled at hiding your feelings that it requires an expert - like Sam - to figure you out.

With a neutral face, you faintly say: —I need a moment.

—Y/N... I will go with you...

—I need a moment, I... I need to get fresh air. I will be right back —you start walking in the opposite direction to them, and Sam follows your every step.

—Y/N. I'm here for you...

—I'll be back, Sam. I need a moment, please —you make her stop following you around. So she contains herself and watches you walk away, worried about you. 

Sam knows your mental health hangs from a fragile thread.

-

—I want a Tequila and tonic with three tequila shots in it, please —Samanta brusquely drops herself on her seat at the Mercedes guest table and asks the waiter for a heavy drink.

—That would be two, please. You have learned from the master herself. Where is she, tho? I spotted Y/N and was going to greet her, but I got distracted by a sexy lady asking for a selfie. Now I don't know where she went to —Lewis asks while looking around, trying to spot you among the crowds.

The music is loud, so conversing is challenging if you aren't near enough.

—She's outside chatting with Vettel —Charles inserts himself in the conversation between a pissed-off Sam and a clueless Lewis, arriving a bit rushed at the table and placing himself between their two chairs.

—Hi mate! —Lewis pats his arm, and half hugs him while still sitting. Charles rubs his shoulder in response.

—Hey, Sam. I made the changes you suggested to my speech. Do you approve? —Leclerc hands her a folded piece of paper; "She is out there crying" is written in big caps.

Sam and Charles exchange warry looks.

—It's perfect. I will help you practice it.

—Great idea, let's g...

A loud "ow" sound from the crowd interrupts them. A tray hits the floor loudly, followed by glasses breaking. It's all coming from far on their left. 

They all turn their heads toward the noise, as does almost everyone in the entire place.

—I'm so so sorry! Oh my god! I'm an idiot! Please forgive me! —a very distraught and nervous Vettel apologizes frantically to you. 

He accidentally crashed into the waiter holding a tray of wine glasses as he crossed paths with you, the ones that landed all over you, fucking up your dress, before smashing on the floor. 

Which made poetic sense since you felt wounded, and now you looked like it.

You could sense Toto's eyes burning into you. You weren't supposed to be there.

Lewis gets on his feet. —Jesus, poor Y/N —and he notices how Toto looks utterly shaken by seeing you here and looking whiter than a ghost, and at that moment, he gets it. Fuck.

—Seb, Seb, SEB! —you raise your voice as Vettel keeps apologizing and talking nonstop. —It's okay, sweetie. No worries; I will go change! It's all okay.

—I'm sorry. Please forgive me; let me escort you out. It's the least I can do.

—Okay. Fine —you finally agree, looking a bit done with Seb.

You two start walking to the exit, which is all the other way around for your fucking luck. As you depart, you can hear the people whispering and staring at you. 

A frozen Toto watches you walk past them, and you can't help it; for the briefest moment, you make eye contact with him before Vettel blocks the view.

—Sebastian Vettel, you are a good man —Sam whispers.

—What? —Charles reaches even closer to her.

—Y/N is not coming back. Seb was her exit out. 

—Was that on purpose?!!

—Yes. That's why you saw them talking out there, for sure.

—Are they that close? Since when? I had no fucking clue.

—Since Y/N set foot on the paddock —Sam replies, knowing the whole story. —She's an expert at hiding in plain sight.

—Should we check on her? —Lewis turns to them, still on his feet, looking tense.

—Y/N will be fine; she always is —Sam says aloud for the entire table to hear. She can feel Toto's eyes on her but doesn't care to look back at him.

-

Vettel takes you inside a black-tinted Suburban. As the chauffeur speeds away from the Colosseum, he holds your hand and never lets it go.

Seb asks you to stay at his place so he can care for you and keep you company, and you agree.

You two cuddle in the back seat while you cry in his arms all the ride to his place. 

It's a long one.

You don't know if it's because your heart is shattering into a million pieces, or because you feel vulnerable right now, or just cause Seb is such a kind and precious being that you pour all out. 

You let him know everything, every single fucking detail about your fling with Torger and how you feel right now. You had never been so forthcoming with anyone about this, not even Sam.

—I'm so sorry about how the night turned out; I invited you as my plus-one with the idea of having the best time. I wish I had known all of this before! Finding it out this way, gosh, that's harsh —Seb tells you, with a mixture of mortification and sadness.

—You aren't the one who should apologize! Hey, at least we had a good time on the flight here. Thanks to you, now I want to build hundreds of hotels for the bees.

He smiles brightly before adding: —Right now, you need to rest and feel, let it all out of your system, and tomorrow start new! I'm here for you.

—Thanking for acting out that exit; you deserve an Oscar.

—I have been mistaken for Brad Pitt before, you know —he jokes to try to make you smile, but it's in vain. —You are a good actress, too.

-

You crash on his couch. Barely making it inside, collapsing as soon as you cross the entrance door, feeling drained.

You have experienced the "heart broke syndrome" before and know how it goes, so you needed to lie down ASAP.

-

After God knows how many minutes since you blacked out on the sofa, you hear a noise above you. You slightly and a bit unwillingly open your eyes to see Seb covering you with a remarkably soft blanket that feels so delicious. He drops a puffy pillow on the rug beside you and lays himself down there next to the couch.

You move to face him as he gets comfy there on the floor. —What are you doing?

—Oh, shit, did I wake you up? I'm staying here if you don't mind —he looks at you with apprehension in those stunning eyes.

—You are the sweetest —you tell him as you slowly drift off, exhausted.

As you fall asleep again, you understand now why Lewis dared risk it all for Seb and start wondering what happened to those two.

-

You wake up disoriented and feeling anxious. 

It's still dark. 

Seb is profoundly asleep and relaxed in the blueish-tinted living room, with the moonlight sneaking through the large windows. 

You stay there, unable to sleep but with zero energy to move. You observe his breathing, which weirdly helps you soothe yourself when suddenly, your phone screen lights up, stealing your gaze.

You try to reach for it since Seb placed your purse and phone on the coffee table at arm's distance before going to look for an oversized T-shirt that could work you as pajamas. 

It's a simple text from Toto. "Can I please talk to you?"

As you navigate your phone, you notice many missed calls from Sam, Charles, and Lewis.

Well, now it's clear communication and sincerity weren't your thing. You weren't one of those couples. 

Were you even a couple?

"Maybe it's best this way," is all you reply to him before turning your phone off.

Tears start coming down again as your phone screen dims and fades to black again.

-

The following day, Seb offers you to stay for as long as you wish, and you will take his word for it.

You don't feel like returning to the city you share with Toto; it's way too risky for you to be in Monaco. 

You need time to compose yourself. A lot is about to happen soon, and you need to be at your best. You can't fail. To be continued... < Previous chapter | Masterlist | Next chapter >

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hello.. im back from reading them.. uh and HUGE spoiler warning, like spoilers for everything cuz i cant keep my mouth shut.. this is also really long so im so sorry if you actually read this 😭😭 i just wanted to yap

OHMYGOD!?

ok. so. chase is burnt out, thats rlly sad 😭 hope he isnt too burnt out that its effecting him way more than he can handle,

his beach boys outfit is adorable. deacon not being on the island and chase being stuck with buddy i knew was gonna be terrible from the start. when i saw chase hand buddy a water bottle to light the fire i thought it was sweet that they were getting along, same with buddy telling chase he can have the second fish.

at first, i thought buddy was hearing the whispers so i didnt really think much of it.

the “buddy being a vampire and chase freaking out” was really funny, i found that hilarious and just chase thinking buddy was cute (even if he said it was in “a jerk way”, it was still nice and i wonder how that will go down (after the most recent chapter)

buddys face when chase pulled the chocolate out looked like a dog seeing a ball, it was adorable ngl

my heart sank when chase made a comment about buddy not being treated well and then buddy shivered.. like hm i seriously wonder how he actually is being treated, yk? like all we see of him is him being a jerk and just genuinely not giving a shit about anyone or anything (until the most recent chapter in which ill get into that in a second..)

deacon was not having a fun time with the seagulls 😭😭😭 rip deacon 😔

the way chase bribed buddy with the last bar of chocolate was so funny

chase hit buddy in the face with a ball 😃👍🏼

buddy then threw chase in the ocean and called him tiny (damn bro making fun of his height, its okay chase is just fun sized ☠️)

buddy with curly wet hair felt weird but it looked nice on him

i found it sweet that chase wanted to help buddy, even if all buddy has been towards him was rude. shows what type of person chase is and it makes me love his character so much, everyone needs their own chase lol

i know buddys main goal is to get the keys, and so it would be very unlikely that he would throw that away to become friends with chase, but man. when chase called him out on it and the shattered heart image in the background… awh man.

the small fight they had was sad, but once buddy left chase was sitting on the ground crying, i may be wrong but i dont think we have seen him crying until now, right? brb lemme go check

ok i like reread the entire thing and few times we saw him cry was when we saw him visit myra for the first time in the story (that we see ofc) and it was just for a split second, and also in the same episode visiting his fathers grave, he seemed to cry a smige more but thats all.

+ while doing the research for that, i realized that in the very first episode chase got a black eye and when he went out of the book, he didnt have it anymore. so (again ill get into this when i get into the most recent chapter and what happened then) but at the same time, the second episode was more of a “hey! this is how this mess started!” sorta thing, so we dont know the timing of it.

in the morning when chase wakes up and sees buddy, from the way buddy is speaking im pretty sure he was upset about the conversation the night before too, as he’s never been that violent with anything towards chase before. im not saying buddy is a violent person, but at the same time, its concerning a bit how he took “the two characters have an argument “ and his anger took over him and make it a hostile argument instead of verbal.

“and if they do make you miserable, you deserve it” hm i get that chase is upset, i mean buddy is quite literally being a psychopath at this point in the story, but man.. when i read that i was just in amazement that that came to mind, i dont blame the guy ofc but still. didnt go over well, buddy seemed to be pretty affected by it, which brings up again, i do genuinely wonder how the ex libris is treating him to make him so easily shaken / angry when its brought up.

buddy hurt chase. now to be fair, chase sorta (i think) kicked him and made buddy land face first in the sand etc. but he didnt draw blood. buddy drew blood, now what i noticed when this happened is buddys first instinct was to drop the spear and instantly basically panic. its clear he didnt genuinely mean to hurt chase, but he still did.

now as said above, we dont know if these injuries can travel from book to real life, as we dont have solid proof that they do. but its obvious, even if its fake, that the characters still feel it, so that must have hurt a lot (ofc it did lynx you dumbass bro is literally bleeding on his face 😒) but if they do travel to the real world, how is chase going to hide it? its a slash under his eye on his cheek, decent size too. doesnt seem that easy to cover. i mean, he does have like 47 skin care products so maybe he can cover it with that somehow but im not sure

back onto the point above, buddy’s first instinct was to (first pause and stare) and then drop the spear, making it clear he didnt mean nor, even want to hurt chase maybe. buddy is usually good with his words and with what he says, it all comes out perfectly as if he is reading a script when he speaks. he was choking on his words, “trying” to explain why that happened.

“n-no, i-“ “i didnt mean that, i just-“ “i wasnt…”

he was obviously not prepared, nor did he want to. again, he was after the keys, he wasn’t after hurting anyone.

(which this is all quite obvious, however i love to yap and i have no friends in person that also like cinderella boy so shush let me nerd out for a sec)

it kinda felt uncomfortable seeing buddy so.. what’s the word? unsettled? upset? surprised? one of those, maybe all three. this entire episode for the most part felt off putting, buddy not being his “ha i dont care, just go away” persona and instead getting pissy (more that usual) and even upset at the end. it just didnt feel right and its so obvious that after this the next story that chase goes into (if he continues) will be so different compared to these when it comes to interactions with buddy.

“youre just a scum, you know that?” YIKES BRO 😭💀💀 chase is uh yeah i just wanted to mention that line

seeing chase with tears in his eyes, obviously looking genuinely scared and saying “all i wanted to do was help” HURT MY SOUL. again, mentioned above, we rarely see him cry, and the only times we did was when visiting his sick mom and his fathers grave. thats it. the fact that hes cried now twice because of something buddy has done is huge, dont ya think?

chase ran away crying, which ykw i dont blame him, buddy’s body language was also a huge giveaway that he genuinely felt bad because again, hes usually so confident in the way he poses, and from the moment he hurt chase to the end of the episode, he was holding himself, just standing there.

also the fact that the last panel is one of the chocolate bar wrappers blowing towards buddy’s feet was also interesting. like putting salt water into a cut yk? (haha get it cuz theyre on a beach island and chase has a cut.. haha.. okay sorry)

SUMMARY/THEORIES

okay so these were a LOT to take in, and chase being already burnt out might be a reason he cried so easily, but you never know. i think buddy gaining chase’s trust without trying and KNOWING (or probably knowing) he had chases trust and just not caring and broke it without a thought kinda sucks, but as said TWICE. we dont know his situation. for example, what if he will get hurt or someone around him will if he doesnt get these keys? we dont know why he does what he does so we cant really excuse nor can we blame him.

i saw them getting along and from that second i knew it was going to end terribly.

my theory is, that when deacon comes back he will see chase hurt and upset, and buddy either will be no where in sight (very likely) or he will be very quiet and not making a single noise in the background. deacon will see chase, probably be really confused and then realize who chase was around. now, im not that great at reading characters.. unless like i study them HARD so all this next stuff just might be bs, but ima say it anyways because its tumblr.

now, i think once they get out of the book, deacon will beg chase to tell him what happened, if he didnt already in the book, even if deacon already knows without saying. deacon, being deacon, will probably panic, and either 1) try to convince chase its a bad idea to continue. 2) try to convince chase to take a break and make deacon do them for a small period of time (very unlikely). or 3) deacon will be hesitant to continue, but if they do then he will be a lot more protective of chase, and possibly look more into books completely without any sort of villain.

its obvious there could ALSO be other scenarios, but these are the ones i came up with. another is that chase could stop completely, and just give up. but thats HIGHLY unlikely as its literally part of the story and silver and bronze will probably try to support him.

now, with the chase and buddy dynamic… oh wowie. this is a slow burn enemies to lovers story, which means this wont be miserable for a long time, however it still asks the question “well how are they going to react towards one another” and my GOOD friends, who the fuck knows. (punko thats who)

however! its impossible for them to go along and pretend it never happened, because its clear they were both hurt by it. even if it wasnt completely just physically. maybe buddy will stop appearing in the books for a second? what if he’s replaced by another member? ikik unlikely. okok, well what if in the stories buddy just stays quiet and entirely follows along with his character? i feel like that wouldnt last long and i dont think buddys that much of a jerk to try and dodge it. chase? i feel like chase would try to dodge it, i mean after this he has to fear buddy a little right? they could also be a lot meaner to one another, but i also see that as very unlikely. i can see chase being more cold, but for some reason i cant imagine buddy being as rude as he was in the beginning, or even rude to being with.

all in all, i really dont know what theory to go with, MAN I WANNA NERD OUT MORE ABT THIS. 😭😭😭 (yk w someone who will actually listen cuz my friends irl dont give a shit)

holy shnizer that was a lot of words... okay well if you read all of that then we might as well be friends cuz man i talk a lot about subjects i like.. BUT YEA. WILD RIDE. WOWIE.

me when it comes to cinderella boy:

#webtoon #cinderella boy #webcomic #chase hollow #buddy cinderella boy #buddy x chase #cinderella boy webtoon #spoiler warning #holy shit #i cant think straight

[bonestrouslingbones]

wanna know something fucked up. one of the earliest ships i can remember actually enjoying & seeking out content for was mettasans

#“was it because of-” yeah it was because of thaidraws #its so crazy tho bc like. ok i only spent like a year with sans as my favorite character alright #but its really funny the conversion that happened there. i do have to wonder how much of it was influenced by them alone #i mean honestly the most actual formative part of my papyrus brain was a shitty roleplay on undertale amino when i was like 12 #but its so much funnier to think it was thaidraws alone luring me in with mettasans and then showing me the wonders of papyrus with Teeth #the only version of papyrus i would ever be able to call maybe slightly a little bit hot. if im being fully honest #it still probably shows a lot in my art today doesnt it. oh my god ebony is literally . oh god dammit #edit wait no he doesnt count because he does not radiate sex like thaidraws papyrus does. im still in the clear

[4everhyucks]

NOXIOUS — teaser

PAIRING. na jaemin x fem!reader

GENRE. smut, slight angst, college au

WORD COUNT. tba, most likely to be around 7k?

SYNOPSIS. jaemin is your best friend.. that’s what you would introduce him as. everything between the both of you changed in the blink of an eye. the once sweet and caring friend was gone, all that’s left is someone you could barely recognise.

— send in an ask or reply to be added into the taglist.

after greeting johnny, he takes a puff of his joint as he starts rambling about what happened earlier. something related to drunk haechan pushing renjun into the pool along with his girlfriend, which results in mark laughing really loudly, saying he wishes he was there to witness it in person.

while listening in on the funny stories they both had to share, you spot the boy that you have been desperately trying to search for by the stairs, avoiding your gaze when your eyes lands on him. you hesitate for a moment before leaving mark and johnny without any explanation.

now you’re confident that jaemin is in fact avoiding you because you see him walk off after making eye contact with you. you start to pick up your pace, catching up to him, grabbing onto the end of his sleeve. you say his name, loud enough for him to hear you, “please just tell me what’s wrong.. talk to me.”

“let go.” he says sternly, not even turning around to look at you.

you sigh, trudging to stand in front of him, fingers still lingering on his sleeve. “no seriously what’s your problem jaem? you’ve been avoiding me after the hangout, leaving me on seen and now you’re not even talking to me,” you glare at him, clearly annoyed by how he’s been treating you today. you didn’t want to admit it but you’re sad too, wondering what you did for him to act like this.

jaemin scoffs, “what’s my problem? i didn’t know we had a problem to begin with,” he knows he shouldn’t be giving you the silent treatment or being an asshole in general when its his own problem to begin with, it never was your fault. the way this conversation could probably end the friendship didn’t even pop up in his mind at all until he blurted, “why don’t you go back to being the whore you were huh? isn’t that all you’re good for?“

the loud party music that blasted throughout the place was all you could hear ever since you stepped in the house, but everything get blocks out when you hear those words come out of jaemin’s mouth. sometimes jaemin could be mean, very mean. but he knew his limits, your limits. there’s ringing in your ears, tears pooling your eyes. you wouldn’t categorise yourself as weak, or sensitive. but when it came down to jaemin, you always felt twice the amount of what you would normally feel. you were twice as happy when you’re having fun with him, singing karaoke, playing in the arcade, dyeing each other’s hair. you were twice as angry when he pissed you off, the multiple times he picked you up extremely late when you were in a hurry for your part-time job but then again he means so much to you, you always forgave him when he apologised.

now he had hurt you twice as much. you wonder why his words stung so much, this wasn’t the first time he called you a whore, maybe because he didn’t look like he was joking. you pray that when you lift your head up to look at him you would be met with a jaemin that’s smirking at you, telling you he was just kidding. only you don’t. you don’t see any sparkle in his eyes like they usually do, they’re dark and he’s not smiling.

you blinked the tears away, trying your best to not seem frail, going quiet before cursing at him, “…fuck you jaemin.”

#fic: noxious #jaemin smut #na jaemin smut #nct smut #nct dream smut #na jaemin

[vitamindropp]

beomgyu as your (soon to be) boyfriend^^

⋆˚࿔ notes 𝜗𝜚˚⋆: this is my first time writing so these aren’t proof read or nothing ALSO I DO CURSE A LIL SO ITS THATS AN ISSUE BE WARNED!! , also if its ass please don’t tell me!!

beomgyu would definitely be that cute boy that you would always catch stealing glances at you during class

at first you thought it was funny and cute until, you started to catch feelings as well, and you started to stare even more than he was

he would see you staring in his general direction but would always assume you were looking at something in the far distance

this went on forever because both of y’all were too scared to make a first move

and as the year was coming to an end your professor decided to assign a partner-project that had to be completed over a span of 2 weeks

and of course you were partnered up with beomgyu you were mentally going insane, wondering if you should be happy because you have a chance to talk to him or scared because you have a chance to talk to him..

beomgyu was trying to act all nonchalant and at peace about the situation but mentally he was 10x more nervous than you because what do you mean he has to talk to his crush for TWO WHOLE WEEKS.

the professor recommended that partners got to know each other and sit besides each other and of course you would follow what he said so you guys sat together (duh)

you guys sat in silence. the only words you guys got out was introducing yourselves to one and another besides that y’all have been trying to seem busy on your phones to avoid talking to each other

of course being a little curious you’re going to try see what your crush is doing on his phone so you sneak a quick look and you see this man frantically swiping through the weather app and opening and closing his settings (HE JS LIKE MEEEE)

you finally mastered up the courage to speak to him and you guys eventually warmed up to each other and ended exchanging numbers to continue to “work on the project”

as soon as beomgyu got home he felt like he HAD to message you first since you were the first to speak to him, but he just couldn’t figure out what to say

he texts his gc with his friends yeonjun, soobin, taehyun, and kai (SHOCKER) and asks what he should say and they all give him completely different things which just results to an argument in the groupchat, but his momma didn’t raise a bitch so he manned up and texted “hi this is beomgyu from (random class im too lazy to think of one) what’s up?”

he dropped to his knees in the middle of the kitchen he thought ‘WHY WOULD I SAY WHATS UP’ he decided you seeing that he unsent a message was better than you seeing that horrendous message he just sent

he goes to delete it and sees you already read it.

HE LETS OUT THE MOST VILE SCREAM OF TERROR

got a noise complaint but that’s beyond the point

you decide to wait it out because you can’t just respond straight away to a message from a dude you just meet today and seem like you were just waiting for his message (you were)

little did you know that you had your read receipts on

beomgyu is just staring at his screen “why isn’t she responding…” he’s currently pacing back and forth in his bedroom wondering if its the wrong number or you just really don’t fw him

ten minutes later you decide to respond with “hihi this is ___ from (yk the drill) im not doing much what about you?”

he responds right away, fuck all his pride it’s been long gone, “im just chilling a bit sleepy tho”

if he’s saying he is sleepy then doesn’t that mean hes about to go to sleep?

being oh so kind you decided to type out “goodnight!” but thats too affectionate so you had to say “gn”

after screaming into his pillow until you responded he sees you texted back “gn” he’s never been more in despair he just cut a conversation short WITH THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE HOW COULD HE EVER RECOVER

૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა more notes because i can talk forever! ok so part 2 coming soon i think 😓. this is just based off of real events that have happened to be me..so if it seems cringy ITS BECAUSE IT WAS. anyways thank you for reading!! <33

#beomgyu #beomgyu fluff #txt fluff #txt soft thoughts #txt soft hours #beomgyu soft thoughts #beomgyu soft hours #choi beomgyu fluff

[chlorinecake]

🎙️ star-crossed lovers 【 薄幸な恋人 】 ⛦

summ✩ry Forbidden sparks fly between you and Enhypen’s main dancer upon dorming together, but what happens when your bandmate threatens to expose this reckless romance?

p✩iring idol!niki x popstar!reader ✩ EPISODE 1

genre band au, fluff, secret romance cw swearing, slightly suggestive, mild bullying, kissing, girl drama, reader is younger than Niki wc 4.5k

"Where were you last night?” Haerin asked with a whisper, removing the tape-seal from her container of apple slices.

It was early in the morning when you, your bandmates, and the Enhypen members got up for breakfast in the Hybe cafeteria.

Getting up early proved to be a challenge, especially considering your late night adventures with Niki and unbreakable inability to sleep in beds that aren't yours.

You couldn't help but wonder how much better you would've slept if Niki stayed next to you-

"W-what are you talking about, Rinnie?" You stuttered unintentionally, taking a sip from the coffee you prayed would help you get through another busy day in Korea.

"Don't play dumb, ____. You know what I saw," she sighed, meeting your nervous eyes, "You really shouldn't be disobeying the curfew rule, not to mention how dangerous sneaking around a foreign country is."

"I appreciate your concern, Haerin, but I promise, you have nothing to worry about," you said with a smile, "I just wanted to get some extra practice time in, that's all."

The sound of approaching footsteps cut your conversation short, the Enhypen boys and your bandmates finally joining you two at the table.

"Ooo, are you guys telling secrets? I wanna hear," Jade cheered, placing her food tray on the table.

Apparently you and Haerin looked a lot more suspicious than intended, but then again, two girls whispering always looked a little fishy.

“Hehe, no secrets over here!” Haerin covered, shoving her mouth with apples to avoid anymore questions.

"Riiiight," Jungwon smirked, revealing his soft dimples, "Anyways, how’re you all enjoying the roommate pairs?”

"I’m actually quite pleased with our group, right boys?” Heeseung joked, exchanged high fives with Jake and Jay to which Sunghoon rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, I'm sure you guys took a while to get used to each other," he mumbled sarcastically, "What do you think about us, Serenity?"

"Hmm," she began in thought, "wellll, Sunoo's kinda vibey. He has a lot of fancy skincare products that he shares sometimes, so that’s been nice. Sunghoon's also really easy to look at so..."

"Easy to look at, huh? Is that your way of calling me hot?"

"Heyyy, I never said you could use my stuff," Sunoo blurted out, interrupting Sunghoon's attempt at flirting.

"Moving on," Serenity chirped, redirecting the convo, "What about you, Mr. Leadernim?"

Jungwon took a bite of his scrambled eggs before answering, "Honestly, Jade and Haerin remind me of my sister. We get along pretty well and they're not too troublesome, I guess."

"Yeah, Jungwon's pretty cool, too... aside from his tendency to hog the shower," Jade teased back.

“Okay, now what about you two?” Heeseung started, sending Niki a funny look that made him choke on his water.

“Alright, you can answer ____ while he keeps drowning,” Heeseung chuckled, passing Niki a napkin to wipe the water from his now shiny lips.

You still couldn't believe that he actually kissed you WITH THOSE LIPS-

“Uhhh,” you began nervously, trying to think of something normal to say, “N-Niki... w-well, he's uh... Niki, he's—”

“My GOD, the look on your face right now makes it seem like you’re in love with him or something,” Serenity gawked rudely, dramatically throwing her hands in the air as she successfully got everyone’s attention with her big mouth.

“I mean,” Niki started with a plain expression, “its not like I’m entirely against the idea of having a girl fall for me...”

“Yeah, happens all the time to guys like us,” Jake winked, immediately cringing at his own words.

Step, step, step, signaled Miss Kim’s signature black booties across the tiled cafeteria floor, “Good morning, my little minions. Now what’s going on over here with all this chatter?”

Turns out Miss Kim only worked as an activity assistant for Enhypen, though, she always had a way of waltzing into every room like she owned the place.

“Not much,” Jake answered, “We were just discussing our practice schedule for the day.”

“Mhm, so that means the few of you are well updated on your instrument rehearsals this evening, yes?”

“Instrument rehearsals,” Jade repeated yet asked.

“Exactly. Jade, Serenity, and Jay will play a guitar riff during one of the stages, so you’ll meet in the recording studio at 4pm today.”

“Sweet,” Jay smirked, playing air-guitar while mimicking the Karma instrumental.

“Also,” Miss Kim continued, “I can’t really remember, but which of you here is struggling with the choreo?”

Everyone’s eyes turned to you as you raised your hand shyly.

“Oh, ____,” she said, dragging out your name, “perfect! Niki, you’ll be skipping vocals today to help ____ catch up in the dance studio.”

You couldn’t hold back the smile that grew on your face at her words: maybe some extra dance practice wouldn't be too bad after all.

“Alright, I'm headed to the fashion department to check out your stage costumes. Heeseung and Jungwon, please make sure everyone follows today's schedule accordingly.”

“We won't let you down, Miss Kim," Jungwon nodded as the stern lady turned on her heel, beelining to the cafeterias coffee counter a few feet away from your table.

"Alright guys, you heard the boss lady. Let's wrap up breakfast and meet in 10," Heeseung said, getting up from his seat first as the rest of you followed shortly after...

To Room 10: Hybe's indoor gym and workout center.

The intense exercise routine left you feeling pretty worn out.

Your mind was mostly focused on getting all your reps in without passing out, ignoring the overflow of sweat that kept seeping from your pores. You all had just finished the last part of the workout: a mile outdoor run around Yongsan Family Park.

"And you're telling me we still have rehearsals after this?" Serenity huffed, taking yet another large gulp from her jug of Gatorade.

"Yes," Sunoo answered plainly, taking the blue drink from her hands and pouring it into a nearby bush.

"Dude, what the hell?" She yelped, backing away to avoid the splashes, "Don't tell me you're still mad about that 'skincare' thing."

"If you had any idea how many added sugars people put in that stuff, you would've poured it out yourself," Sunoo replied in a sassy voice.

"Well if it wasn't obvious, I couldn't care less about whatever you just said," she sighed, sadly watching as the blue liquid trickled past the leaves, soaking the soil, "you totally owe me a drink after this, by the way."

"Hey, that's actually a pretty good idea! We should go out for drinks tomorrow night," Jake cheered, using the back of his hand to catch his sweat, "everybody down for splitting the bill?"

"Yeah, but we can focus on that once we get back up this hill," Jay replied, encouraging the rest of you to keep on treading.

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Later in the rehearsal studio, practice started off a bit slow with a warm up session before actually breaking down the choreography.

Apparently, the official dance composer for the upcoming stage changed a part in the performance for you and your group to follow, adding a trick move with Haerin and Jade.

Meanwhile, the Enhypen boys were working on perfecting their routines, as they had already memorized the whole thing a lot quicker than the Riot Grrlz.

The main practice session lasted close to two hours before the talent supervisor called for a break, sending the other members off so you and Niki could have the studio to yourselves.

Finally.

"So what was that all about earlier?" He asked, kneeling down to stretch his legs.

"In the cafeteria this morning?"

He nodded in response, guiding you to the floor to help you stretch with him.

"Well, Haerin said she saw me last night... Sneaking out, I mean. She didn't say anything about you, but..."

You couldn't help but giggle at the way his face dropped.

"What the? I could've sworn everyone was asleep when we came back last night," he said with an awkward smile, holding onto your wrists as he pulled you toward your feet on the ground, "what'd you tell her then?"

"I told her not to worry about it, but I avoided mentioning too many details," you said, squeezing your eyes at the painful stretch you felt in your hamstrings.

"Welp, all that means is we'll have to be more careful when we sneak out again tonight," he winked, finally letting go of your wrists so you could relax.

"Tonight, huh? I'm surprised I've got you hooked so fast. What's it been, like three days?"

"Four, actually. But I'm surprised by your sudden confidence. You could hardly form a coherent sentence about me, earlier," he teased, offering you his hand to help you up from the ground.

"That had nothing to do with you and everything to do with the way you almost died while drinking water," you returned before dramatically reenacting the way he struggled, pretending to choke on the air, "I was nervous... for your safety, of course."

"Mhm. I'm sure you would've saved me though... Nothing a little mouth to mouth can't fix," he smiled, looking at your lips before looking away, trying to maintain his focus, "You remember how the choreo starts, right?"

"Uhh," you started, scratching the back of your head, "With the little arm-move-thingy?"

"Sure, you could call it that," he chuckled, "Now just follow my moves like we did at the skate park. I'll go slow at first and speed up as you catch on."

"Okay," you said, watching his movements in the mirror as if hypnotized.

It amazed you how even while practicing the moves in slow motion, he still looked effortlessly talented.

"Good!" he encouraged, observing how much you improved with the footwork compared to day one, but there was something about your hip movements that he thought looked a little stiff.

"Okay, hold on," he started, walking up to you and placing his hands at your waist, "Try to be a little more fluid with this step, otherwise it looks kinda awkward."

"Like this?" you asked, keeping his hands in place as you rolled your hips in front of him, trying to follow his instructions.

You didn't even realize how close his body was pressed against yours until a loud slam startled you both.

Niki's gaze immediately darted to the source of the sound, seeing none other than Serenity barging through the studio door, marching in with a cattiest look on her face.

"Ummm, how can I help you, officer?" Niki asked playfully, stepping away from you and crossing his arms.

That's when Sunghoon and Sunoo ran in behind her, trying to catch their breath while spitting out a few words, "We tried to stop her," Sunoo started, "but she wouldn't listen."

"Aha! I knew there was something going on between you two! Don't try to back away now, Niki! I guess you couldn't wait to loosen up each other's buttons again, huh?!" Serenity rambled, making an utter fool of herself.

"We were rehearsing the choreography, genius. Like Miss Kim told us to," You retorted, not being in the mood for her games at the moment.

"Mhm, without leaving room for Jesus, I see! Speaking of Miss Kim, just wait til I tell her about this!"

"What are you two doing here?" Niki asked the two frustrated boys, trying to redirect the conversation.

"We were in Room 10 doing our cooldown when Gossip Girl over here started interrogating Haerin," Sunghoon sighed, "One thing led to another and before we knew it, Serenity was bolting out of the gym like a crazy person."

Your eyes went to meet Serenity's frame, who stood with her hands on her hips and eyes narrowed as she wrestled with whatever angry thoughts ran through her brain.

"Ren, please don't tell Miss Kim. This was obviously a huge misunderstanding," you pleaded with her, trying to be mature about the situation.

"No… little kids like you need discipline. Though," she paused, twirling a strand of her chocolate brown hair, "I might consider keeping your little secret if you resign from being captain over the Riot Grrlz."

You scoffed at her offer, "You're delirious. And for the last time, there isn’t any secret for you to spoil, anyway."

"Fine,” she grinned, a little too wide, “I tried to be nice about this, Niki, but your girlfriend has left me with no other choice but to come clean about this matter.”

Flipping her hair, she marched towards the door, looking back as if waiting for you all to follow her, which you did, all the way to Miss Kim in the fashion department.

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To no one’s surprise, Miss Kim wasn’t happy to see the five of you crowding her during her shift, especially not when you were given specific instructions to follow the schedule while she was away.

After Serenity expressed that their was “a breach of the rules” between you and Niki, Miss Kim summoned all of the Riot Grrlz and Enhypen members for a disciplinary meeting.

"Oddly enough, my disappointment doesn't fall on Jungwon and Heeseung, even though I put you two in charge of everything," the lady began, holding her hands behind her back as she paced around the table you were all sat at.

"Serenity has brought to my knowledge that some of your are struggling to follow the strict rules in place here. Are there any witnesses to this claim?"

Serenity kicked Haerin's leg from under the table, trying to get a word out of her, but she remained silent thankfully. You couldn't help but feel guilty though at the sight of Jungwon and Heeseung hanging their heads in shame.

"Very well then... and are any of the accused parties willing to come clean about the alleged incident?"

Niki peeked at you for a second as if waiting for you to say or not say something first.

"I..." you began timidly, "I did stay out past curfew last night, but only to practice."

This was a partial lie, but you had no intentions on bringing Niki down with you. After all, it's not like he forced you to sneak out with him, as you most definitely wanted to.

Miss Kim's eyes widened slightly at your sudden choice to speak, "Go on," she said, stopping in her tracks.

"And about what Serenity saw in the rehearsal studio... It was nothing. Me and Niki were only trying to practice like you said."

She hummed at your words, "I appreciate your honesty, ____. And Serenity, it would bring me much joy if from now on, you would focus more on working than running after silly rumors."

"Soooo," Jake started, "are we free to go now?"

"Not just yet," Kim answered, clearing her throat before continuing, "From now on, your curfew will be pushed back from 11:00pm to 8:00pm."

A loud groan filled the room at her words, but a satisfied look remained on Serenity's face until the next part of Kim's rules were announced.

"A piece of blue tape will be lined at your bedroom doors, so anyone who tries to leave after 8 will have a tough time hiding it once the tape is torn. Also, expect to be waken up extra early tomorrow for exercise. No breakfast."

"But Miss Kim," Jade began, "Maybe you can give us another chance, there's no proof, anyway."

"Proof or no proof, my rules will stand in place until further notice. And for the record, this is not a punishment."

"Yeah, more like a freaking detention center! I knew it from day one," Serenity whined, the taste of her karma unfortunately falling on the lot of you.

"If that's what you wanna call our home to multinational superstars, so be it," Kim retorted, making her way to the office door, "hopefully there will be no more disruptions for the day."

Slam.

The door was closed, and with that, your busy schedules re-open and waiting to be completed.

"____," Haerin spoke quietly, shyly meeting your eyes as she walked up to you, "I'm really sorry that I brought that up this morning, Serenity must've overheard us talking."

"It's okay, Rinnie. This isn't your fault," you smiled, patting her head gently to cheer her up.

"Mhm, well that's sweet. Thanks for getting us on probation, lovebirds," Jay sighed, getting up from his seat and walking out of the room.

"Yeah, so much for stopping Serenity and her big mouth, you guys," Jake said, giving Sunghoon and Sunoo a look before walking out too.

"Guys, Miss Kim said this wasn't a punishment. Like ____ said, this isn't anyways fault," Jungwon said, trying to convince everyone to see the situation in a more positive light.

"Whatever, I'm gonna join Jay in the instrument room. Don't take too long in here, Ren," Jade sighed, running a frustrated hand through her hair before also leaving.

"Cool, I'm gonna go get lunch because I don't work well when I'm hungry," Heeseung huffed, walking past Niki and towards the door, "I taught you well, brother, but please, stay out of trouble from now on."

Serenity's initial pitiful look returned to the sassy one she wore before, watching as Jungwon, Sunoo, and Sunghoon followed after Heeseung, closing the door behind them.

And then there were three.

"Miss Kim thinks that some silly tape and a bedtime will stop you two, but just know that I'll be watching for myself," Serenity threatened, staring you and Niki down from her seat.

"Got it, officer," Niki teased, walking up to you and taking your hand in his.

"And where do you two think you're going?"

"To complete our schedules? Now we've all had enough with your Nancy Drew act. It's time to put your working face back on," you replied, mirroring her cattiness, "You're gonna be late for your rehearsals with Jade and Jay if you don't hurry up."

"Gosh, you two can be so annoying sometimes," She exclaimed, fixing her hair before marching out of the office, leaving you and Niki alone again.

With your hand still in his, he turned your body to face him, taking your face in his hands and looking at you with the most loving expression.

He just can't get enough of you.

He reached for your wrist, drawing your attention to the bracelet he gave you the other day, "You still trust me, right?"

You couldn't help but look away from his face for a second. If he held that intense eye contact with you for any longer, you're sure you were gonna explode.

"Stop, you're too shy," he giggled, turning your chin to face him one more time before kissing you on the lips, a pink hue raising to his cheeks. You got lost in his touch for a second, hardly remembering that this reckless romance is what got you in this room in the first place.

"Niki!" You yelped, suddenly feeling his hands tickle you under your shirt, "You never answered my question, silly," he chuckled, backing away as you tried fighting him off.

"I trust you, stupid, now stop tickling me before someone catches us," you sighed, trying to catch your breath from all your laughing.

This boy was making your heart do things you're sure it's never done before. Backflips, cartwheels, splits, you name it!

"So does that mean you're still down to hang out with me later tonight," he asked, pouting at you playfully, "unless, you don't think it's worth it."

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Your evening ended on par with Miss Kim's revised schedule, everyone completing their assigned tasks before showering and heading to bed at 8 o'clock sharp. And to your surprise, she wasn't joking about the blue tape thing either.

You and Niki waited til an entire hour had passed before initiating your escape plan, just to make sure that everyone was asleep.

Dressed in the best "incognito" outfits you could find, Niki tied a few bed sheets together to make a rope, tying it to your bunkbed for you to climb out the window with.

He went first because you were too scared.

"Alright, you're coming?" He whispered from the ground, watching you shyly peek from the window.

"You look tiny from up here," you giggled, pointing at him playfully.

"____, stop stalling and get down here," he chuckled back, motioning with his hands as if encouraging you.

Sticking your right leg out the window, you said a small prayer as you gripped onto the makeshift rope, climbing down with your eyes closed to keep yourself from chickening out.

"That's it, there you go!" Niki cheered, clapping for you as you finally made it down... the 10ft wall.

"What if someone sees the rope just hanging here?"

"They won't."

"Well... what if a little raccoon were to get cold out here and sneak into our room for comfort?"

"Come on," he smiled, taking your hand in his as he skipped from the building, adjusting the sunglasses to his "costume."

He wanted to show you around the city of Seoul, taking you to one of his favorite Japanese food stands to get filled taiyaki's because they're his all time favorite. He ended up doing most of the talking while ordering, thanks to the language barrier.

You both wanted chocolate filled, so you ended up just getting one large taiyaki to share.

He tore a piece of the fish pastry's head before putting it in his mouth, careful not to get any chocolate on his face.

You took the snack from his hand before taking a small bite yourself, surprised by the initial crunchiness of the pastry that soon melted into a softer texture, coupled with an equally delightful taste.

Now you see why Niki likes these so much.

"This is crazy, you know that?" You said, taking in the beautiful city scenery that made up your surroundings.

"Of course, especially with everyone reminding me all the time. But what was that you said again? About breaking rules as long as it's worth it?"

Both of you started to walk a little slower, not really paying attention to where you were going, just enjoying each others company, "You're never gonna let me forget I said that, are you?"

"Nope," he smiled, looking into the distance, "because those are the exact words that got us here in the first place."

"And where is "here," exactly?" You challenged, going for another bite of the snack before handing it back to him.

"Alone, outside, past our curfews, holding hands in this beautiful park while dressed up as anonymous wanderers..."

You giggled in between his rambling-

"...Waiting for the right moment to kiss each other again."

A certain feeling of butterflies ran through your stomach at his words.

Was risking your career really worth all this? You'd vote one hundred and ten percent yes.

🎆 Pop!

The sight of fireworks bursted into the night sky before you two, shattering into a glittery shower of colorful sparkles.

"Oh my God," you jumped in shock at the loud noise, making Niki chuckle at your startled reaction.

"Jeez, you're gonna draw attention to us if you keep jumping like that!"

"Ahh, how was I supposed to know they were going to be fireworks tonight?"

"We're just outside of Yeouido Park. The officials here are probably rehearsing for the upcoming firework show," he said before filling his mouth with yet another bite of taiyaki.

From the looks of it, a few more people started to crowd the area, pulling out their cameras to take pictures of the occasional fireworks that splashed into the clear night sky.

"Maybe we should get going now," you said shyly, adjusting the silly scarf you wore around your neck to keep yourself undetectable.

Confused at first by your initial prompt, Niki took a look around before now seeing a few photographers pointing cameras at everyone.

"Yeahhhh, you're right, let's go before we get caught," he smiled, picking up the pace of his steps as he turned around, beelining back to the Hybe building with his hand still in yours.

The time had just hit somewhere around 10 o'clock, so you and Niki got a good hour to yourselves after your long day of work.

Luckily, his makeshift rope was still hanging outside your dorm room window when y’all got back, and once again, you successfully snuck out together undetected.

Or at least, that’s what you both thought until the morning came…

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There was a certain news feed circulating around the web, originating on that same Korean Pop media website you were stalking before your trip.

You weren’t surprised to find Serenity with her bright blue eyes practically glued to her phone screen, announcing the blog’s title out loud as you and Niki came down together for warmups in Room 10:

Young Stars Spark Romantic Rumors After Photos of Them Kissing in Yeouido Park Circulate the Web.

Oh no, this can’t be good.

Niki had already informed you a few minutes ago about the post popping up on his phone, "There's no way we got caught. I made sure we blended in with the crowd,” he said, not being able to hide the worry growing inside him.

“And besides,” you replied while whispering, “we didn’t even kiss.”

But as to be expected, Serenity was having a field day rubbing the news in your faces.

“Starting mess at work again, I see?” Sunoo pointed, rolling his eyes at her words, but she ignored him.

“Ren, did you even look at the pictures going around?” Haerin offered as she adjusted her workout clothes, “Those people look nothing like Niki and ____.”

“Let me see,” Jade said, reaching for Serenity’s phone and scrolling past the title to analyze the pictures that revealed two older idols who didn’t even match you and Niki’s heights.

The fear boiling in your stomach suddenly disappeared.

“Oh, and their names are right here!” Serenity pointed out before zooming in, “Nevermind, I can’t even pronounce that.”

“Great, so that means we can get back to practice now, yeah?” Jungwon said, trying not to sound as annoyed as he truly was.

You and Niki just bust out laughing.

“What’s so funny,” Serenity scowled, obviously dissatisfied with the reality of the situation.

"Just the fact that you genuinely thought we'd go against Miss Kim's rules… Besides, how would we have even gotten out last night?" Niki tried, kneeling down to tighten his shoelaces, “I’m sure you checked the blue tape by our door. It stayed intact the entire night.”

“Mhm,” she hummed, obviously not wanting to engage in the conversation anymore, which you were thankful for.

The fitness coach started explaining the workout to Jake so he could translate for you and your group, outlining that the session would start with some intense weight lifting before cardio, a.k.a, a 2 mile run around the park.

Great.

Heeseung encouraged you all with his bright smile, “Alright, guys, let’s get moving!”

And that’s exactly what everyone did for the next three hours, keeping a shared goal in mind to follow Miss Kim’s activity schedule perfectly: Day five’s schedule outlining an in-person fan meeting that evening.

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[freedomfireflies]

iFall For Harry

Part Two to this request!

Summary: Turns out, the stranger in your phone is kind of funny...

...and kind of sexy, too.

Oh, my god. 

Harry, did you hear the news?

It takes exactly three and a half minutes for those familiar little bubbles to pop up.

Well hello to you, too. 

No, what happened?

You struggle to contain a rather giddy grin as you begin to type, A cheese factory exploded in France!

Wait, really? Shit, what happened?

I don’t know. But all that was left was…de brie.

Exactly sixty seconds pass before he begins to type.

Fuck.

I think I just snorted. 

That was…goddammit that was good.

You don’t even know what he looks like, but you chuckle at the idea of him laughing so hard he can’t help but snort.

Thank you, thank you. 

Took me two weeks to come up with that.

I’m impressed. 

Little offended, too.

Oh? Your heart sinks.

Yeah. 

Kept me on the edge of my seat for two fucking weeks wondering if I’d hear from you again.

Shit. 

You smirk to yourself as you flop down onto your sofa and think through a response.

Hey, it takes two to tango, pal. You could have texted me, too.

The bubbles make your heart pound.

Alright, that’s fair. 

In my defense, I didn’t have any more cheese puns.

Oh, is that all this is, then? 

You just use me for dad jokes?

Psh, nooooooo…

Then, another text.

Although, the jokes do make my days…cheddar.

 You laugh a little louder, suddenly very aware of the flush in your face over some stranger in your phone. 

No, wait. How do I erase a text?

I hated that. 

Seriously, how do I make it go away? 

My failure is staring me in the face, and I hate it.

You giggle under your breath.

Easy, Grandpa. 

Relax, just press down until the options pop up.

The conversation goes quiet for a brief moment before you watch his previous text vanish from the screen with a dramatic, poof!

Then, he begins typing again.

Hold on… 

Did you just call me Grandpa?

…psh, noooooooo

Oh, so that’s how it is?

That’s how it is.

Wow, and we had such a nice thing going, too.

To be fair, you never told me your age, and you don’t even know how to delete a text. 

What am I supposed to think?

First of all: rude. 

Respect your elders.

Second of all: this deleting shit is NEW, okay, and I just updated my phone, like…a week ago, so I never learned. 

Uh-huh. 

No, yeah, whatever you say, Grandps.

He responds with the emoji that’s rolling its eyes.

You smirk.

For your information, I’m 29.

Okay, which is a cool, hip, fun, and very fresh age.

Yes, I believe that’s the slogan for the retirement home, too. 

“We’re cool, we’re slick, and we might break a hip.”

There’s a longer pause between your text and his response. You hope it’s because he’s laughing. It’s not your best work, but you think it’s funny.

And then, you get the notification.

Dammit, that place sounds so much cooler than the retirement home I’m in now. 

Send me the address? I’ll wheel myself over.

You got it, Old Man. Will you need any help crossing the street?

How thoughtful of you. Yeah, that’d be great, and then you can finally earn your Girl Scout badge.

Oh, my God. How did you know it was the last one I needed?

Cause I’m old. And therefore wise.

Oh, right, right. No, that checks out.

Yeah. 

You lean back, forcing your eyes away from your phone to finally get a moment of reprieve from the excessive smiling. Why is this so fun?

I guess 29 isn’t so bad. Just…three years older than me.

Ah, another piece to the Cheese Girl puzzle. 

You’re 26.

Indeed.

26 was fun. 

I liked 26.

Yeah, it’s not too bad so far.

Just wait until your bones start to creak whenever you get out of bed.

I’ll keep a can of oil on my nightstand.

You grimace to yourself. Your worst joke to date, and you just hope you haven’t blown it.

Probably smart. 

My preferred method is lube, but…

Whatever works.

Your eyes widen.

Oh?

Yeah.

 My bones might creak but at least I can still fuck.

Well…shit.

You readjust your position on the sofa, desperately working to find a cool and relaxed and equally mysterious reply.

…so, no pressure.

Just be careful with all that lube. 

Wouldn’t want you to slip and fall.

Hope you’ve got Life Alert on speed dial.

Oh, I absolutely do. They love me over there.

You smirk to yourself, fighting yet another laugh. 

Yeah? Thank God.

Boy, I bet you’re a real stud with the ladies, huh?

Damn fucking right. 

This grandpa has moves.

I bet. Yeah, women love a man that squeaks when he thrusts.

They do, actually. I happen to squeak quite sensually.

Is that right?

It is.

Damn.

Might need to hear that for myself someday.

It was bold. Perhaps a little daring, and you don’t give yourself a chance to overthink it before turning your phone off and tossing it onto the other side of the sofa.

You give it five minutes before checking to see if he’s replied.

Thankfully, you have two notifications, delivered 3 minutes ago.

Yeah?

So what’s stopping you?

What is stopping you?

Probably a number of things, but instead of pointing out that he’s a complete stranger and could very well be a catfish (or even worse…that he might not even find you attractive) you decide to go with another joke.

All these Girl Scout cookies I gotta sell :/

Shit.

Yeah.

What if I bought a hundred boxes?

Then you’d have to hand deliver them to my door, right?

Your eyes roll playfully as you sigh.

That IS the Girl Scout policy, yes.

We pride ourselves on good service.

Fantastic, then I’ll take 100 boxes in the flavor of you.

Your lashes flutter as you reread the text, over, and over, and over. But before you can spiral…he’s sending another.

…shit, that was meant to be smooth.

Get it, cause…like, you know, get a taste of YOU. Like…if you were a cookie. 

Cause…I wanna taste you…

Explaining it makes it worse, doesn’t it?

 It should make it worse, but for some reason…he’s funny? And charming? And making your thighs squeeze together—

I think that can be arranged, yeah.

I’ll package them up nice and pretty, just for you.

Equally as cheesy, but apparently…cheese is where you both shine.

You hope he’s at least somewhat amused, and when he finally responds, your stomach flips.

This conversation is bad for my health.

Yeah?

Why’s that?

Because I’m in a meeting and I’m about to have a heart attack.

…why are you about to have a heart attack?

Oh, right. I forgot that happens at your old age.

Ha.

Funny.

Good thing you have Life Alert on speed dial.

Yeah, I don’t think Life Alert is gonna be able to help.

No? Why not?

Cause only one thing can save me now.

Cookies.

Your cookies.

To be exact.

See? Cheesy.

Wow, I was almost turned on and then…

Nope, there it goes.

Oh, is that what we’re doing? We’re trying to turn each other on?

Well, why didn’t you SAY so?

Hold on, I’ve got a few good ones.

Oh god.

Alright, here we go.

So…

What are you wearing?

…really? That’s all you’ve got?

Work with me please.

My gosh.

Clothes.

I have clothes on.

Yeah?

That’s a shame.

Two minutes go by without him adding anything else, and you can’t help but laugh when you realize that’s all he’s got.

Wowwwwww…

No, that was so good. I’m…holy shit, you just took my breath away. I’m so turned on right now.

I mean, my panties just FLEW across the room!

You’re THAT good!

Okay, very funny. 

I wasn’t done.

No, really. You gotta warn a girl before you just completely rock her world like that.

Honestly, I feel a little faint.

Where did you learn such a masterful technique? Really, you should teach a class on sexting, cause that was just…phew.

Listen, I was just trying to take it easy on you.

You know, ease you into my seduction before I gave it to you good and hard.

The last bit of his sentence has you stumbling over a gasp, but you simply clear your throat and work to find a response.

You have two options:

Either you tease him a bit more…

…or you ramp up the tension.

Well, by all means, Harry…

Give it to me good.

And hard.

He doesn’t respond for quite some time to this. And while you’d like to tell yourself that it’s because he’s just so turned on by your response…

…it’s more likely that you definitely fucked up and he wants nothing more to do with you.

But then…your phone dings.

Is that what you want then, hm?

Want it rough?

Shit, shit, shit.

Yeah.

If you think you can keep up.

Trust me, sweetheart, that won’t be a problem.

If you want it rough, I’m more than happy to oblige.

Is that why you texted me today?

Needed my help?

Truth be told, you don’t know why you texted him today, but you certainly aren’t upset with how things are going.

Me? Needing YOUR help?

Cute, but I think my fingers and I can manage just fine.

His response comes so fast, your head spins:

…fuck.

You smile.

Shit, okay now this conversation is REALLY bad for my health.

I might keel over right here in this meeting.

My death is on your hands, Cheese Girl.

Worth it.

You watch the bubbles float onto your screen for a good thirty seconds before they disappear.

Then, they appear again…just to dissipate before you can get your hopes up.

Finally—finally…a text.

Okay, listen, you don’t know me.

And I don’t know you.

I get that.

I’m a stranger, you’re a stranger.

But…

And hear me out…

What would you say to a phone call?

Your pulse stutters as you stare at his proposition, but he’s already sending his next text before you can decide if you’re really that stupid or not.

I know that’s asking a lot, but…

If you promise that you aren’t a 90-year-old man, and I promise I’m not some kid playing video games in his mom’s basement…

We could at least…have a real conversation.

And make sure that we really are who we say we are, you know?

And I could be assured that I didn’t just get a fucking boner in the middle of a busy boardroom cause of some perverted, internet creep that makes cheese jokes.

You hesitate.

Despite yourself, you are intrigued by the idea.

Worst-case scenario if he is some loser…you can just hang up and block his number.

And if he’s not…and he’s half as hot as you’re starting to hope he is…

You swallow.

Thickly.

I am not some perverted, internet creep that makes cheese jokes.

I’m just a regular creep that makes cheese jokes.

Promise.

And…yeah. 

I would be okay with a phone call.

As long as you do in fact promise I won’t regret it and that it won’t result in nightmares that haunt me for the rest of my life.

Ah, well…

Can’t say much for the regret…

But I do promise that I will try very hard not to give you nightmares.

God, are you really doing this?

Are you really doing this?

Alright, then…

Oh, so you’re doing it. You’re really that dumb. You really just let a complete stranger convince you to call him, even though he could be a serial killer, or a psycho, or—

Your phone rings.

You see his name pop up in large print as the cellphone just about flies out of your hand.

Scrambling to keep it steady, you lurch forward and collect a deep breath.

You can do this.

You can do this.

You’ll give him thirty seconds. And if he seems creepy…you’ll hang up, and you’ll move on.

And you’ll never get random boys in bars numbers again.

You press your thumb into the button on your screen and slide it to the right.

Here goes nothing.

“…hello?”

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[bl3ss3dbyt1amat]

misc bg3 companion hc

this is so much. i have no idea and im also sorry. all of the origin companions included under the cut

astarion:

i feel like he claps funny. like hes clapping but its that specific way thats meant to be like quieter? like clapping on the palm of his hand. this might be projection but i feel like hes also the type of person to do like a little clap or a spin or his trademark ridiculous giggle whenever hes happy.

i think that hes prone to dramatics like. like pretending to fall on the floor and die if you say hes actually not on your mind 24/7. oh whats that? you dont think im the prettiest princess in the entire world? well astarion has dramatically fallen to the floor

in the early game astarion most definitely practiced his lines loudly and publicly (in camp). he cant even see himself in the mirror but hes trying to look all suave and being like "shall i compare thee to a summers night" while lae'zel and shadowheart both shout "NO" from across the camp. (can be interpreted as bloodiedblade/wyllstarion but i think wyll would be amused and even finish the quote).

wyll:

this man is probably good with basic medicines and ill die on this hill. hes got aloe vera type shit on him at all times. sure, hes not a cleric or healer or even a bard, but he'll stay with you and try his damned best to cheer you up when youre hurt or sick.

on a related note i feel like wyll would be absolutely DELIGHTED by a bard tav. he would just be so amused and filled with whimsy. never gonna complain about playing, even if its like 2am. just occasionally putting in song requests. hes so incredibly enthusiastic like spinning tav around like "THAT WAS BRILLIANT!!!"

wyll probably keeps houseplants. (minor blazingblade but i feel like karlach would accidentally kill one of the plants and actually begin weeping. once she gets her engine fixed wyll tries to teach her how to garden. this goes weirdly) furthermore i think he like goes around his house like humming merrily and watering his plants and crap

gale:

i dont think hes coordinated at all. like this man is tripping down the stairs on a daily basis. he is dropping his tea, his book, his body, ect. to the point that hes got a habit of just hugging the railing for dear life every time he has to go down a staircase. this made traversing shit like the underdark actually literally horrible. every time he falls karlach is so overly concerned and probably offers to carry him. astarion, to everyones dismay, dies laughing each and every time

pretty sure wyll and shadowheart have a conversation about weird book porn. i am here to say that gale was holding back his power while that conversation happened. gale has read so much book porn and if you knew the real scale of it you would be concerned. tara is concerned at least.

shadowheart:

especially during early game, i feel like shadowheart was literally clenching so hard to avoid admitting cute things were cute. like "oh.. a stray mutt... charming I MEAN IN LIKE A GROSS WAY". she was trying to hard to be all scary and into shar and shit but she just really likes puppies and other animals and crap

if she were modern i feel like she would really like pixar movies (inside out comes to mind for reasons i cannot explain) and wear long jean skirts. i cant explain any of this but it is fact in my mind. even in the bg3 setting i do feel like she would wear very long boxy type skirts. sort of plays into her whole "dark priestess" sort of vibe

shadowheart was sitting in her tent with scissors fucking losing her shit with anxiety trying to cut her own bangs without a mirror. it is a literal miracle from selune that they dont look like complete and total shit. no wonder halsin was surprised. (minor silverheart/shadow'zel: when she first like actually properly noticed what shaodwheart did with her hair, since the initial joke is she cant tell what changed, i think lae'zel was very impressed. she even likened it to like a sort of war paint against shar. also we KNOW lae'zel likes silver)

(can be interpreted as bladeheart/,,, do wyll and shadowheart have a ship name yet? HM. well anyway i think that in conjunction with the previous headcanon about wyll gardening, he and shadowheart garden together and he specially grew her night orchids)

lae'zel:

ever since i looked at her stupid little mindflayer training dummie in camp ive had the image of her in my head very angrily and intensly carving up a turnip to look like a mindflayer. draws a little mean face on it like the worlds most violent six year old. every time she messes up on her little DIY project shes muttering curses in tir'su.

lae'zel will take any opportunity to infodump about githyanki culture. specifically red dragons. if she met a red dragonborn or even maybe a follower of tiamat or some shit she would be so hype. in her "i hate everyone SVAH" way ofc. but like. trying to casually slide trivia into battle conversation or party banter with all the subtlety of an owlbear. "yes... the battle preparations are proceeding as expected... as expected a red dragons hibernation cycle..." and everyone just has to turn their head and ask what the fuck shes talking abt

(can be thought of as silverweave: lae'zel and gale talk in draconic about dragon history and the celestial plane. hes so tickled to have a mutual interest with lae'zel)

no one hears lae'zel laugh but when they do its so weird. like its some weird like hissing sort of sound and everyone has to do a double take and make sure theyre understanding what the fuck is going on for a second. lae'zel is incredibly defensive when people notice it but theyre not trying to be mean

karlach:

before her engine gets fixed but like early on to where shes not used to it, karlach keeps trying to touch things and keeps breaking them. this fills her with genuine despair and she will start crying (everyone in camp has to go on a group effort to calm her down). she just thinks the world is so beautiful and is so sad she cant interact with it

she likes to dance but in like a boot stompin way. karlach is probably just an absolute party animal when she gets her freedom back because honestly in her situation who wouldnt be. SHE JUST GOT TO NOT BE ON FIRE LET THE GIRL PARTY

once shes been fixed to the point where she can touch people, she just never stops. manhandling everyone in the party constantly. oh whats that? tav is on low health? dont worry karlach is sprinting over to put tav on her shoulder. literally any problem can be solved by karlach hugs and i wont be taking feedback on this

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[mythica0]

I have the silliest idea holy shit omg

This involved a but of soft Jax AND lee!jax WHAT A COMBO‼️‼️

So like I have this hc that jax is deathly afraid of super duper loud bangs like fireworks and thunderstorms, there's fireworks or a thunderstorm outside of the circus and jax is hiding wanting it to go away, then someone comes in (character of ur choice but this would fit ragatha) and tickles him to make him feel better and to distract him from the storm

Also hi how are you I hope you're doing well💖💖💖

- X3 anon

Soft side

🎂: TADC

🧁: Jax

🍫:Caine

Summary: during a digital thunderstorm(however that works), none of the circus members have seen Jax leave his room. Caine goes to check on him and sees something… unexpected.

A/N: Thank you anon! This is so cute and I had to write it. Love me some cheer-up tkls. Enjoy! <3

Soft side

BOOM! CRACK! A digital thunderstorm raged outside. Dark clouds covered the sky and flashes of lightning appeared followed by loud rumbles of thunder.

The cast was sitting in the tent to stay out of the rain, but…

“Guys, is it just me or is it quiet?” Ragatha whispered, suspiciously.

Zooble rolled her eyes. “Yeah, it’s because Jax isn’t here. I don’t know why exactly, but I’ll take the lack of Tom-[BEEP]-ery.

Pomni raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “Huh. I wonder why he’s hiding in his room. Maybe he’s planning a scheme…” the conversation trailed off and the group continued to chat amongst themselves.

On the other side of the tent, Caine heard this conversation. Had Jax really not shown up today? That was unusual for the Rabbit, if only because he liked to, as he put it, “watch funny things happen to people.”

Caine thought he better go check on the bunny before starting todays adventure. As cooky as he was, Caine did actually care about his circus members and wanted to see them happy in the digital plane. And for some reason he was concerned about Jax.

He floated down the hallway and knocked on Jax’s door. “Jax? Do I have permission to enter?”

No response came out of the room, other than a soft whimpering sound. Another BOOM rang out from the thunder, and Caine heard a startled “Ah!” And a slight whine coming from inside the room.

Worried something might have happened, Caine teleported inside the room, concerned. “Jax!”

At the voice, Jax looked up. He wasn’t hurt at all, which relieved Caine… but- something was off.

He was holding his long ears flat against his head, and small tear tracks rolled down his digital face.

“Wha- what are you doing here, dentures?” Jax tried to put on a brave face, but his voice waivered and broke. Once again thunder roared and Jax made a noise of fear, jumped a bit and held his ears even closer to his head.

Caine’s eyes gained an understanding and he sat next to the rabbit.

“You don’t like thunderstorms, huh?”

“What’s it matter to yo-u.” Jax sniffed.

“Well, I don’t like seeing my cast scared, Jax.”

“I’m not scared!” Jax lashed out, offended at the prospect. “I’m fine!”

“Hmm…” Caine thought of a way he could cheer up the bunny, without making him more angry, and he had the perfect idea.

As subtly as he could, Caine reached his hand over and gently poked Jax’s side.

A squeak came out of the rabbit and he turned to look at the ringmaster. “What-What was that about?”

“I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about.

“Bull[BEEP].”

Caine’s smile grew mischievously. “You know how I feel about swearing mister!” Caine started to quickly scribble Jax’s stomach, making silly noises as he did so.

Slowly Jax regained his usual toothy smile, giggles slipping out of his throat.

“Cahahahaine! Cohohme ohohon! Whyhyhy?!”

“Not so scared anymore, aren’t ya? Tkltkltkl!”

“Oh shuhuhut ihihit!”

“Ooo~ you’re gonna get it, now!” Caine stopped for a moment and pulled his cane from his hat. He waved it like a wand, and a small pink light emerged from it, engulfing Jax in its glittery light.

Immediately Jax’s laughter intensified.

“Whahahahat eveheEHEN IHIHIS THIHIHIS!”

“Introducing my TICKLE RAY 9000! Guaranteed to make even the most grumpy of people laugh really hard!” He spoke in an advertising voice.

“OHOHO MYHYHY GOHOHOD, YohohOU AHare RIDIHICulohohous!”

“Thank you!” Caine winked.

“QUHUHIHIT IHIHIT!”

“Hmm.. if you admit you were scared. It’s okay to be scared! Everyone has fears, even tough little rabbits like you.”

“OHO COHOHOME OHON! Thahats soho MeHEAN!”

Jax started to have tears of joy prick in his yellow eyes from all the laughing. He would never admit it, ever, but this was helping.

“C’mon Jax! You can do it! Tktktktktktktktk!”

“PLeheheHEASe!”

“You know what you have to say!”

“OhoKAHAY fihiHINE! I wahahahas scahahared! Ihim scahahahred ohof thuhunder Stohohorms ahahare yohOU hahahappy NOHOw!”

“Yes. Very. Almost as much as you right now.” Caine teased, turning off his magical little tickle beam.

“You ready to go start todays adventure!”

“Yeheah, yeah just give me a sec.” Jax said, tiredly.

I guess both Caine and Jax had an unexpected soft side.

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[bella-rose29]

Little Kipps

Lockwood had no idea just how lovely somebody related to Quill Kipps could be.

Might make this a mini series (translation: I am definitely making this a mini series)

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: swearing (i think that's it)

Tag list: @augustisintheair, @el-de-phi, @karensirkobabes, @tournesol77, @wordsarelife

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Quill Kipps was the most insufferable, annoying, arrogant, conceited man Anthony Lockwood had ever had the misfortune to meet.

So how on earth did he have such a lovely sister?

Y/n Kipps was everything that her older brother was not; kind, funny, caring, beautiful (not that Lockwood spent much time considering how attractive Kipps was, it was Y/n he couldn't tear his eyes away from given she was practically a goddess). In Lockwood's eyes, she was perfect, and in an ideal world he'd try and ask her on a date.

This wasn't an ideal world, however.

The first time that he'd met Y/n was after a case gone only slightly wrong, but involved Kipps' team showing up. Lockwood, George and Lucy had everything under control, of course, but he couldn't deny how grateful he was for the extra supplies of flares when the Fittes team turned up. Walking over to the pavement after the sources were contained, he sat down rather unceremoniously, then groaned when he saw Kipps headed his way, a smirk on that stupid face.

"Alright, Tony? I think it's time you considered giving up and leaving the jobs to the real agents, yeah?"

"Oi! Don't be rude, Quill. He did actually save your sorry ass out there! Biscuit?" Both boys startled at the new voice, and when Lockwood saw the girl that had approached them, packet of digestives in hand, he lost his breath.

"He did not," Kipps grumbled, taking a biscuit and munching on it like an angry rabbit. She turned and offered the packet out to Lockwood, who took one with a grateful smile.

"I did, actually. Remember when I told you to duck? You looked around for a quacking bird instead, so I had to shove you to the ground." Now it was Lockwood's turn to smirk, and the delighted laughter that came from the girl made his heart lift.

"Shut up, you pointed and I thought 'That's just the kind of stupid thing that Tony would do, see a duck and get distracted on a job that's clearly out of his depth'."

"Quill?"

"Yeah?"

"Please stop talking."

Lockwood watched the two of them talk, and wondered how they knew each other. She was clearly close to Kipps, but why he had no idea. Surely nobody in their right mind would willingly spend time with the guy?

"Why are you even here? You should be home," Kipps said, worry creeping into his voice. Lockwood's brow furrowed, and he wondered if they were maybe dating.

"Yeah, well mum's being a bitch again, and I have a rapier, so it's not like I'd have died, is it?"

"She's being a bitch again? I thought you said she'd stopped?"

"Sorry to interrupt, but maybe have this conversation where other people can't hear you? It just feels like it's about to get deep and as much as I would love to spend more time in your company," he sent a wink in the girl's direction, delighted when she blushed lightly, "I don't think you really want a stranger listening in," Lockwood said, charming smile working its way onto his face as he stood, brushing off the back of his trousers.

"Oh, yeah, of course! Sorry. Another biscuit for the road?" She offered the packet up, and who was he to say no to her? Taking a second biscuit, Kipps scoffed.

"Yeah, okay. This," he pointed a finger at Lockwood and the girl, "is never happening again."

"What? Have you finally lost your mind Kipps?"

"Nope. Good night." And he turned and walked off, dragging the girl with him. Lockwood stood staring dumbly at their backs.

"You okay, Lockwood?" Lucy's voice surprised him, and he nearly dropped the biscuit.

"Who's that girl with Kipps?"

"Why, got a crush?" she teased, then seeing his face her jaw went slack, eyes lighting up with glee. "Oh my god you do, don't you! GEORGE! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!" Lockwood groaned, knowing that no matter what he said now, his colleagues would refuse to believe anything else.

"What? Why does Lockwood look like that? And how come he has a biscuit and I don't?"

"He's got a crush," Lucy said, and then George's eyes lit up.

"It's not a crush, I'm just curious why she's friends with Kipps," he explained, taking a bite of the biscuit.

"Oh, that's his sister," George piped up. "She's quite often in the Archives, does research on the beginning of the Problem like me. Pretty sure she's a freelance agent, our age. She mentioned she doesn't like the big institutions, but she has a rapier, so I'm just guessing."

"His sister?" Lockwood wilted a little. Kipps would definitely never let Lockwood anywhere near her now.

"Yeah. Her name's Y/n. And Kipps is super protective of her, so good luck asking her out or even looking in her direction while he's nearby."

George and Lucy walked off, taking the kit bags with them and loading them into the back of a night cab. Lockwood trailed after, still thinking about her.

"Y/n," he mumbled, and he decided he liked the way her name sounded.

~~~

The next time he saw her, he was in Arif's corner shop topping up on groceries. He'd just entered the bread aisle when the bell on the door dinged, and she walked in. She saw him, and a smile formed on her face as she waved.

"Hi! Lockwood, right? You look a lot better in daylight, I've gotta say," she said, coming over to where he stood. "Wait, not like that, I just meant that last time I saw you you'd just finished a job, not that you didn't look good, you're quite cute, oh my god I'm gonna stop talking now." She'd gone bright red as she rambled, and Lockwood was sure that he was the same.

"You're quite cute too," he replied, and where had that come from?! "Anthony Lockwood, yeah. I don't think I caught your name, though?" He knew exactly what her name was, but he didn't want to come across as a creep.

"Y/n, Quill's my brother. Oh, don't get that bread, that won't be any good."

He looked at the loaf he was holding and frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Uh, look at the use by date? It's for tomorrow?"

"Oh. Well there's three of us and none of us have had breakfast yet, and we can all eat for England, so I'm sure it'll be fine." She laughed, and he couldn't stop the smile coming onto his face. "You know George Karim, right?"

"Yeah! Do you know him too?"

"He's at my agency, has been for a while now."

"He did mention that, actually. Lockwood and co, right? Cool! Yeah, we quite often end up in the Archives together. Oh, I had something for him as well, but I left it at home," she slapped her hand on her forehead. "I'll bring it round later if that's okay? He said it was important for a case you're going on soon but he didn't have the time to research everything, so I said I'd help out."

"Yeah, anytime today," he smiled. "The next case we have is tomorrow night, so I'm going to assume it's that one." She nodded, then turned to leave.

"I'll see you later then," she waved, going off into a different aisle, leaving Lockwood to stare after her longingly.

~~~

That afternoon, Lockwood was reclining in his usual armchair in the living room, watching Lucy and George play cards with an amused look on his face.

"Stop winning! This is so unfair!" George was not happy, it was safe to say.

The doorbell sounded, loud and obnoxious, and Lockwood leapt up to answer it, reassuring the others that he would be just fine on his own, and George should keep playing. Lucy gave him a knowing smirk, which he chose to ignore, and when he opened the front door to see Y/n, he smiled brightly.

"Oh, hi! Is your doorbell meant to be that loud?"

"Hmm? Oh, yes. Just in case George is home alone and asleep. He's completely unresponsive when he is." She laughed, and Lockwood felt a heat crawl up the back of his neck. "Did you want to come in? I just put the kettle on."

"Tea would be amazing, thanks. And actually I wanted to talk to George about something I found this morning after I saw you," she said, coming inside and shrugging off her jacket.

"He's just-"

"OH COME ON! YOU'RE CHEATING!"

Lockwood was cut off by George himself, shouting at a laughing Lucy in the other room.

"He's in there," he gestured towards the door, then took her coat, hanging it on the stand. "I suggest you leave him a while though. Kitchen's this way if you wanted tea? I'm not sure how you take it."

"Oh, right!" She was so chipper it was infectious, and she was so different to her brother and his usual grumpy face that Lockwood had no idea how the two of them were related. She poured her tea, chatting the whole time about the papers she'd brought over, and Lockwood severely hoped that George would listen to her later or read the notes because he had been half paying attention and half thinking about how beautiful she was.

"Lockwood?"

"Hmm?" Shit.

"I asked how long you'd been here? It's a beautiful building."

"My whole life. It was my parents' house." He swallowed, fighting back the emotion that inevitably came with thinking about his family.

"Did they move out?" She seemed so genuinely confused and was so lovely the rest of the time he was surprised that he felt able to talk about it with her.

He shook his head. "My parents died when I was 6. My older sister died three years later."

"Oh. Oh. Lockwood, I'm sorry if-"

"It's alright, really. You didn't know, love." He offered up a smile, mind going blank after his use of the pet name. Where the fuck had that come from?

Her resultant blush was worth it, though, and Lockwood had just opened his mouth to say something when Lucy burst in.

"I won!" She declared, doing a victory dance. "I won, I won, I won! Oh, hi!" She waved, seeing Y/n leaning against the counter, cup of tea in hand. "Y/n, right? Kipps' sister?"

"Ugh, yeah. That's me," and Lucy and Lockwood shared a look at the girl's tone.

"Why do you sound put off by that? I mean, it makes sense, 'cause your brother is a monumental tw-"

"Lucy," Lockwood hissed, warning glance sent her way.

"A monumental twat? Yep, I know. But I'm always 'Kipps' sister', or 'Little Quill', which is infuriating, because I'm a better agent than him, and far better looking!"

"I agree on both fronts," Lockwood said, winking at Y/n. Where was all this bravery coming from? Normally he was hopeless around girls he genuinely liked.

"Y/n! You're here!"

George had entered the kitchen now, taking his mug from the counter and collapsing into a chair.

"Hi Georgie," she waved, laughing as he almost fell off the seat. "I've got those papers for you, I was just telling Lockwood about them."

"Yeah, you might wanna repeat all of it to all three of us," George said with a smirk.

"Oh, why?"

"Lockwood can't concentrate around girls he has a crush on," Lucy chipped in, hiding her smile behind her tea.

Lockwood himself stood dumbly, staring at his colleagues as his face went bright red.

"Uh... what?" Shit. Now Y/n thought he was weird, and he'd never have a chance with her.

"George, wanna play me at cards again?"

"Ugh, but you always win! It's not fair!"

"George!" Lucy said through gritted teeth, and hauled him out of the room. Lockwood heard his cry of pain as Lucy jabbed her elbow into his ribs.

"Sorry, I don't know why she said that, it's-"

"So you don't like me?" At her frown, he rushed to rectify it.

"No! I mean, yes! Wait, I do like you," he sighed, and dragged a hand over his face. "I do like you, and I'd like to take you on a date at some point if you'd let me."

When she didn't say anything, instead just standing and watching him over the rim of her mug, Lockwood tensed, already preparing to take it back.

"You're ready to deal with the fallout from my brother, right? Because when he finds out that we've gone on a date he's gonna lose his shit."

Nodding so fast he thought his head might fly off, Lockwood let a smile come onto his face. "Absolutely. So you'll go on a date with me?"

"Yes, I will go on a date with you, Lockwood. Here's my number," she picked up a pen and wrote it on the thinking cloth, "call me when you're free. If you get answer phone I'm probably in a meeting or on a case, but most of the rest of the time I'm available. Thanks for the tea!" She went to wash up her mug, but Lockwood stopped her, flushing when their fingers brushed.

"I'll do that, don't worry about it."

"Oh, alright then. See you, Lockwood." And before she left, she pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"See you," he replied, still in a daze.

Kipps was definitely gonna kill him.

Part 2

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[fatuismooches]

Random Dot analysis:

The interesting thing about Dottore is that while the most popular fanon about him is that his underlings fear him, canonically it's the complete opposite.

He deadass has an army of simps working for him, I had never ran into a Fatui NPC that has expressed fear about him, and instead they speak about him in reverence.

The most obvious one is during the AQ where a fatui agent expressed disappointment upon realising that Dottore would be leaving Sumeru soon, saying that he had only seen the lord once.

And it seems that Dottore actually talks to his subordinates often, especially when in the same conversation, the agents (who didn't know about the segment's existence thus not realising that they spoke to different versions of the Doctor) casually compared how their conversations went, one said that Dottore was dismissive while the other said he was all smiles.

The people who work for him are ridiculously dedicated, the fungi event with that one guy who for some reason - thought that a device that controls fungi would impress Dottore, he did all that to earn his recognition. (It would have been more impressive if the device controlled literally ANYTHING besides fungi, but eh whatever) Note: The guy has said in CN expressively something along the lines of "beloved/dear" lord, not the direct translation but it was affectionate.

Then there's that one dude who stayed behind after the (failed) aranara lure experiments, I don't remember much about him but I don't think he said anything bad about Dottore, other than saying that he had stayed behind because he felt responsibility to take care of the kids after subjecting them into a mission like that.

Cut to the two Fatui peeps on Mondstadt who gush about him after the Sumeru quest, and I'm pretty sure we met another fatui dude in the desert who decided to go against orders and go the extra mile of attempting to kidnap desert dwellers to present as test subjects to again - impress Dottore. I think this was a Jeht quest?

Oh, and in the manwha, it's briefly mentioned that Dottore does reward efforts handsomely.

Tldr:

Fanon - Dottore is cruel, he terrifies everyone who works under him and they always walk around eggshells with him.

Canon: Dottore gives high reward for efforts, he has too many simps that sings him praises and they're literally scrambling to be in the same room as him.

Conclusion, we need more dottore simps in fan content. Because not only is it more accurate, but its also funnier for Dottore to be followed by a hoard of fans.

ALRIGHT YOU HAVE ME THERE... I went back and reread the dialogue for the agents for when Dottore was leaving and phew you're right, lol now that i realize it's pretty entertaining!!

But now i have questions. How many agents know that Dottore has segments? The ones that do know, are they not allowed to spread this...? I'd think the news would be all over the recruits but I guess not. And I guess these segments are ridiculously similar physically/appearance wise too. 😭 And the ones that don't know, do they just think their Harbinger has multiple different personalities or something?? I need more NPCs talking about Dottore.

ELCHIGEN. THE FUNGI NPC GUY WAS SO FUNNY. I still have screenshots of when he spoke about Dottore omg, bro was DEDICATED. Literally created a whole scheme and put his life on the line just to get Dottore to notice him... i respect the energy tbh. I do wonder why he loved Dottore so much in the first place, i really think there's a lot more to his character than we've seen firsthand. I also went back and reread the other stuff you mentioned on the wiki and omg 😭😭 i cant believe i forgot this stuff happened, it's been so long since Sumeru 😭 it's so funny to think about how they're piling more crimes on themselves just for Dottore 😭 i wonder if he's aware of how favorable these agents view him?

Though I do think it may differ from segment to segment. Krupp was pretty scared of Webttore. It's also kind of funny to think people were more scared of Scaramouche than Dottore. 💀

You have me thinking many thoughts, and this has given me much brainrot, will keep in mind for future fics, i have been enlightened.

#smooches talks #dottore love notes <3 #this is fueling more dottore fanclub handbook content actually but them only praising you and dottore #“everything there is to know about our dear lord harbinger” I CAN SEE IT #they compliment things that shouldn't be complimented #this was a wonderful analysis thank u #also can i just say i love boattore #hes so cute yall

[honey-milk-depresso]

I may have been late, but I'm still attending an event AS good as this one. I wanted to order a headcanon of Azul, Jamil, Vil and Jade with a reader known for being apathetic and who for the first time smiles, and that smile is directed at them. I'm in love with tropes like this \(*-*)/

And I hope you're all right

This sounds like a gap moe reader! If you don't know what that means:

Gap moe is referring to someone who does something completely contradictory to what their usual habits/personality/appearance.

I did one for Jade and A*ul over here and here respectively, so I'll be doing for Vil and Jamil only for this one! Hope you enjoy!

TWST Gap Moe S/o (Jamil and Vil)

Jamil Viper

He honestly didn't mind much about your cold, closed-off personality. So long as you didn't bother him with annoyance, he was relatively okay with it.

However, he's quite intrigued with how someone like you manage to befriend your rambunctious, cheerful and certainly loud friends, more specifically, Ace and Deuce.

It's quite funny seeing them argue while you look apathetic amongst the two. That had him wonder if you were really all that emotionless and cynical.

You know what they say: you shouldn't judge a book by its cover, and Jamil gradually wanted to know more about you. So, he tried talking to you.

Admittedly, it was pretty difficult since with most other students, you also kept sentences far too short and ended conversation after conversation with a blank face and blunt answers. But after some time, he somehow manages to become acquaintance with you.

One day in particular, you and Jamil were hanging out in the kitchen preparing for another one of Kalim's parties again. You left to get him some kitchen towels in the supply closet for him.

With that, Jamil started humming to himself, and he slowly swayed to his own tune with a smile, becoming blissfully oblivious to his surroundings. He hadn't notice you came back looking at him dancing and humming all while cooking until you knocked on the doorframe, startling the vice dorm leader.

"S-s/o!" he stuttered, growing flustered with embarrassment that you caught him in his little private serenade. Expecting you to just walk back with the same expressionless face, his eyes grew wide when he heard a soft chuckle. He turned to you, and he faced a smile he's never seen before. A smile from you.

"Cute," you said softly, as you placed the kitchen towel on the kitchen counter before taking a bowl with ingredients and stirring it with a spatula, as if that didn't happen.

Jamil blushed even more. God did that caught him by a real surprise. <3

Vil Schoenheit

Like Jamil, he wasn't bothered by your apathetic attitude, he actually preferred it that way. With your straightforward, sweet and short answers, Vil was fine that you were blunt.

However, it made him rather baffled by how you even manage to befriend... how did Cater call them? Ah, how you even manage to be friends with the Adeuce combo who were completely opposite from you.

And like Jamil, he found it rather amusing to see you expressionless while eating your lunch, while the two of them were talking about their day, even asking about yours as if you were talking to them and in the conversation. Perhaps you were more of a listener?

Vil grew a bit curious and tried to talk to you. From that moment, that was the only time he grew a little irked by your bluntness. No matter what conversation, you always seem to end it quickly.

And somehow just like Jamil (again-), he became an acquaintance of yours.

It happened when you two were in his room, and he was doing his usual makeup routine with you watching. Already growing accustomed to your emotionless facial expression (well, ironically-), he casually asked you to come forward and allow him to help you do some makeup.

You sat on his chair, as he does so he hums to himself. Halfway through, he heard a snort as he saw your lips curled to a small smile. "You're humming's cute."

He blinked. Was this the first time he had seen you smiled before? He was definitely caught off guard, but he smiled calmly at you with a faint pink blush dusting his cheeks.

"Me? Cute? Why, s/o, you should take a look at yourself in the mirror." <3

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[where-theres-smoak-2]

LOKI 2X4 SPOILERS!

I'm putting my Loki theory cap back on now that I've watched ep 4. I mean talk about a cliffhanger. But I can't help but wonder what will happen next. So obviously I turned back to the trailers and earlier episodes looking for clues and I now have a theory. I hope it's one that makes sense but I have a habit of rambling when trying to explain how my brain works, so apologies if that is the case. But anyway on to the theory.

I know the initial reaction to have to that last scene is to say well obviously they aren't all dead, there's still two episodes left. I said that too when I first saw it, but I actually do think everyone in that room apart from Loki died at that moment. However I do think we are still going to see them again.

From the trailers we know that there are more scenes of Loki time-slipping that we haven't seen yet, despite that problem supposedly being fixed in ep 1. But they used the loom to fix the time-slipping, so I think that as the loom is destroyed Loki's time-slipping will come back.

I think a big clue as to what is going to happen can be found all the way back in ep 1 and its largely this moment that I've based my entire theory around. It's the scene where Loki time slips into the past whilst talking to Ouroboros.

I actually think Ouroboros is very significant, the symbol of the serpent eating his own tail causing its destruction and rebirth at the same time, this idea that the end is the beginning and time being circular. They bring it up in this episode when talking about Victor basing his work on OB's and OB basing his off of Victor's.

In that scene in ep 1 we learn that by talking to OB in the past Loki was able to have a direct influence on the future, its played off as a funny scene, but I actually think its really important.

So, getting to the point, I think just as the loom explodes killing everyone left in the TVA, Loki will time-slip away. I think he will then end up being pulled to all the timelines that our gang were stolen from.

There are these shots from the trailer that show B-15 as a doctor, Casey as some kind of workmen in an underground tunnel looking place and then Loki time-slipping outside of a power sports shop that is selling jet skis. I think each of these are showing the lives that were stolen from B-15, Casey and Mobius. There is a quick, blink and you miss it shot of Mobius on a jet ski in a featurette that was released and he is wearing a blue jacket with the Piranha logo on it, so it looks like he works there, which explains his fascination and love of Jet Skis.

I have two theories about what might happen when Loki interacts with the gang on their own timelines. Either he will just straight up tell them all what is going to happen, their minds will later be wiped by He Who Remains but those memories of that conversation will still be there and Sylvie will be able to access them when the time is right.

The other theory is that maybe Loki is the one that takes Mobius, B-15 and Casey from their timelines and then hides them amongst the other variants stolen by He Who Remains, knowing that later they will become his allies, essentially creating sleeper agents within the TVA from the beginning.

Either way I am sure that we are going to see their past lives which I am really excited for.

It also looks like Loki will end up time slipping back to the past TVA. We get a few shots in the trailer showing Loki there. This one where he comes across himself reading the TVA guidebook:

And this one where he seems to be a prisoner again:

The one where he is a prisoner again I wonder whether that's him travelling back to the TVA he was at in ep 1 before they all had their memories wiped, only this time he lets them capture him so that he can talk to Mobius and explain what is going to happen.

The other possibility is that he goes back to the events of season one when he is first arrested and warns them then.

I think Loki is going to meet our gang several times over the timeline and each time will have to explain what is going to happen like a loop. There is a clip in the teaser trailer where Loki is talking to someone about how he has been time-slipping and he says its hard to explain again. Then as the trailer comes to a close it shows the same shot and Loki repeats the word 'again.' Really creating this idea of time looping and events repeating themselves.

There are also those shot of Loki and Sylvie outside Mcdonalds that we haven't seen yet. I think that for Sylvie this will actually be the first time she will see him, so he travels back further and meets her on hiss own this time, whilst for him they've had those previous interactions from ep 1, 2 and 3, for Sylvie he's just popped up out the blue now, if that makes sense.

There are also shots of them talking in what appears to be a bar where she is wearing the same clothes as the unseen McDonalds scene. So maybe after he finds her, again, he convinces her to go to the bar with him to talk and that's why when she asks him what he really wants he replies that he wants to save his friends, because for him they were killed when the loom exploded and he is hoping by communicating with past versions of them he can change what will happen. It's like Sylvie said when Loki told her that he had seen her at the TVA and that it was the future it was going to happen, she replied 'Is it? Because that sounds alot like the future has already been written and we both know it hasn't, I made sure of it.' Again letting us know that the 'future' we just saw where the loom explodes can be changed and isn't set in stone.

I also do think that the loom exploding is going to have other consequences though if these shots are anything to go by:

It looks like the timelines are all going to start turning to spaghetti and just start disentegrating away. Sylvie is again in the same clothes as the Mcdonalds and bar scene so I think maybe at first she rejects Loki and refuses to help, like she did when Loki came to her in ep 2, but then seeing this goes to him realising how serious the situation actually is. This effect kind of reminds me of that episode of What if, and the Multiverse of madness with Dr Strange and the melting around them because he messed with time too much. Like everything is just slowly melting away.

But as I said there is this theme of time looping that was in the trailers and in the first part of this season, so obviously Loki is going to manage to get the gang together for a second time and hopefully this time it will go differently. We know they are all going to end up back in the loom room as there is this shot of the whole group there and where Loki is, for some reason, holding a microphone like he is going to make an announcement.

So in an attempt at a summary, the Loom exploding will be a bit like a reset. Loki will go back in time and then work to change how things turn out in an attempt to make sure the Loom doesn't explode and find the version of the timeline where he can save his friends and where they are successful at stopping the Loom's destruction.

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[bbyquokka]

3′s a crowd. ✧ ﾟ 🕊

🐣: pairing: Lee Felix x F!Reader x Han Jisung

🐣: genre: smut. 18- DNI

🐣: synopsis: reader is curious as to who the real Jisung is. With felix’s permission, Jisung joins in with their sexual acts.

🐣: warnings: smut, threesome, unprotected sex, protected sex, penetration, blow job, pet names (baby girl, baby, kitten), fingering, slight breeding kink, domination, dirty talk, explicate language, degrading, throat fucking, mentions of masturbation, fantasies, cum play (?), rutting.

🐣: words: 6k

🐣: a/n: uh. this is just filth, idk what to say except for, enjoy? lmao. debated on whether i should post this now or on felix / jisungs birthday but it is their birthday month so 🤷🏻‍♀️😁 dw, i havent forgotten about Seungmin. i have some ideas for him, so be prepared. 🥰

likes, feedback and reblogs are welcome, especially reblogs as they help get my fics out there. ty all for the love as of lately!

lmk if i missed anything in the warnings & enjoy 🖤

🐣: master list

"have you ever thought about having a threesome?" you asked nonchalantly to your boyfriend, whilst chucking more popcorn in your mouth.

Felix blinked at you, brain short circuiting. Once his mind processed the question and the way you asked him, like you just asked him how the weather was, he looked back at the movie playing on the TV screen.

"Uh, yeah. I guess."

"Me too." Your eyes glued to the screen, shovelling popcorn in your mouth. Truth be told, you lost interest in the movie. It was some cheesy, boring rom com with the typical storyline. You was more interested in the current converation you was having with your 4 month boyfriend. "Who'd you want it with? male or female?"

You turned your head and looked at Felix, who was now looking at you. He thought for a second before shrugging.

"I dont really care. Gender doesnt matter to me." You nodded. "And you?" Felix reached for his can of Fanta, taking a sip.

You smirked before replying. "Jisung." Felix spluttered, the Fanta going down the wrong hole causing him to cough. You patted his back gently, concerned but also amused at his reaction.

"Jisung? as in, Han Jisung? My band member, Jisung??" You nodded and hummed. "Why Jisung?"

You thought for a second, before smiling ear to ear. "Because i want to ruin him."

Felix looked confused, eyebrows knitted together. "Huh?" you moved the popcorn onto the floor, shuffling closer to Felix.

"There is something about that cute, lil quokka that makes me wonder. He is adorable, sweet, funny and acts oh so innocent, but i know, deep down, he's a perv. I have a feeling he would be all shy, like a virgin, but he just wouldnt be able to help himself as soon as he would see boobs or pussy."."

You was grinning devilishly, eyes sparkling as you spoke. "I want to ruin him felix. i want to break him and make him a whimpering mess. I want to see who the real Han Jisung is."

that conversation happened 2 months ago and you cannot help but think about it. Felix seemed to have forgotten about the conversation or maybe he is just pretending to. Either way, you wanted it to happen and with it being their birthdays, you thought it would be a splendid 'surprise.'

You was making your way to the dormitory to surprise Felix whilst holding some sunflowers. They seemed fitting considering it was your sunshine's birthday. You knocked on the door a few times, waiting until you heard footsteps and that familiar low voice. "Coming! just a second!"

you laughed as you heard him trip over someone's shoes, probably changbins considering Felix cursed him. The door opened and you beamed at your flustered lover.

"(Y/N)! What are you doing here?"

"Its your birthday, Felix. Am i not allowed to visit my precious boy on his special day?" You pouted. Felix shook his head.

"Ah no! thats not what i meant. Im just surprised, thats all. Come in!." Felix stepped to the side and you walked inside, taking off your shoes as the door closed behind you.

The first thing you noticed, was the smell that filled the dorm. It smelt like brownies, the sweet scent hitting your nostrils, making your mouth water and stomach grumble.

"You baking, felix?" He had made his way to the kitchen and you followed shortly after. He hummed as he went back to mixing what looked to be – cookie dough! You stood beside him, watching him mix. His tiny hands holding the wooden spoon, veins protruding on his hands. The way his muscles would flex made your knees weak.

"So, what brings you here? We wasnt supposed to meet until later tonight for dinner." Felix looked at you, bringing you out of your gaze. You beamed and held up the sunflowers.

"Happy Birthday, Sunshine!" Felix smiled, his eyes crinkled at the side turning into crescents. He put down the bowl and spoon and took the flowers off you.

"Awe! Thank you angel. They're so pretty." Felix sniffed them once before searching the cupboards for a vase or a jug, just something to hold the flowers. As you was watching him, you noticed that the dorm was unusually quiet.

"Where is everyone?"

"Hmm, Hyunjin is at an art museum, i.n and seungmin are having a lunch data, Minho, Changbin and Chan are at the gym and Jisung went to the store, claimed he wanted something sweet to eat." Felix was filling a jug full of water as he spoke, putting the flowers in and placing them on the dining table.

You felt a little disappointed when you heard Jisung wasnt around, but none the less, it was you and Felix. The possibilities of what you two could get up to, was endless.

"Soooo, it's just us two?" You walked to Felix, hands behind your back as he was talking out freshly baked brownies from the over. He looked over at you and cocked an eyebrow.

"It sure is, baby." You smirked, watching him placing the brownies on a cooling rack and turning off the over. You leant against the counter as felix took the oven gloves off, walking over to you. "Why? what do you want, princess?"

He stood in front off you, hands on the counter behind you ultimately trapping you between his body. You licked your lips, eyes darting back and forth from his eyes to his lips.

"I want you, Felix." You cupped his cheeks gently, thumb stroking over his freckles as he leaned in. Your lips met each other, slotting perfectly together. Your lips moved in sync with one another. The kiss was sweet but passionate, lust slowly building up.

Felix held onto your waist as your hands moved from his cheeks to behind his neck, interlocking your fingers. Felix gently bit your lower lip, asking for permission. You hummed and parted your lips, your tongues meeting halfway and colliding with each other in a tangled, saliva mess.

Your breathing started to become laboured, head feeling light as you melted into the kiss, into Felix. You could feel arousal building up in the pit of your stomach as well as Felix's semi poking you through the material of his sweatpants.

He pulled you flush against him, rutting against you to cause some type of friction between you both. You whimpered into his mouth, saliva threatening to spill from the corners of your mouth. You hands had moved over to grip onto his shoulders.

Felix pulled way first, panting for air and breaking off the string of saliva that connected you both. His cheeks are flushed, lips swollen, his eyes shining and filled with lust. Once you both caught your breath, you leaned in and grazed your lips against his.

"im not wearing any underwear." You whispered, breath fanning against his lips. Felix growled, emitting a shiver to run through your body.

"Oh really now?" You nodded and hummed.

"You can check if you want." Felix's hands travelled down your sides to the button of your jeans. You watched his every move as he unbuttoned and unzipped them.

His hand travelled down and inside, fingers grazing over the skin and your clit. True to your word, you wasnt wearing any panties.

"Holy shit baby." Felix grumbled. His fingers rubbed small and slow circles on your clit. Soft moans and whimpers escaped your mouth as you leant against the counter. You parted your legs slightly, helping Felix to get more access.

He pushed his hand further inside, fingers teasing your entrance. You was wet, but not wet enough. Looking you in the eyes, he took his hand out, causing you to whimper from the loss of touch and warmth.

"Suck." You swallowed, his fingers level with your mouth. You opened willingly, holding onto his wrists as you sucked his index and middle finger, tongue swirling around the digits, coating them nicely in your saliva.

Felix sighed in content, watching you. "Ah, you're such a good girl, (Y/N) Always doing as you are told for me. But that's because you know that good girls, get rewards."

He pulled his fingers out off your mouth before they disappeared again in your pants. His wet fingers circling your entrance, your juices mixing together with your saliva. He slowly inserted his middle finger, your body tensed a little.

"Relax baby." Felix whispered, slowly moving his finger. You allowed yourself to relax, to embrace in the pleasure. Soft moans escaped your swollen lips as you held onto Felix's shoulders gently. Felix felt you relaxing around him, allowing him to move faster.

You started to feel good, so good in fact. Your moaning increased in frequency, becoming more and more. You felt your arousal building up, getting wetter and wetter with each thrust of his fingers

Felix inserted his second finger carefully, a loud moan in the form of his name erupting from your lips. He moved his fingers fast, your juices coating his fingers. with his free hand, he lifted up your t-shirt, licking his lips once he saw your breasts bounce free.

"wow, you really wasnt lying when you said you wasnt wearing any underwear." He mumbled as you nodded. Holding your t-shirt above your breasts, he leaned in, kissing and sucking on the flesh. He ranged for sucking to biting, swapping from right to left, making sure both breasts got just as much love.

His tongue would dart out, licking your sensitive and hard nipples, occasionally sucking them. You was so lost in the immense pleasure. You was becoming unaware of your surroundings with each suck, each kiss and each thrust of his fingers.

Your ears perked up with the sound of someone walking into the dorm. You soon forgot about it as Felix scissored and curled his fingers inside you.

"Hey Felix, have you seen my wallet? I ca-" Both you and felix spun your heads around to see where the sound was coming from, Felix's movements halting.

You started to feel more excited when your eyes landed on a flustered Han Jisung. His mouth open, face beet red, eyes flickering from Felixs hand in your pants to your exposed breasts.

"I-Im so sorry. I'll get going now! Sorry to disturb you both!" Jisung rushed away as Felix removed his hand, allowing you to fix your clothing. You looked at Felix, eyes sparkling as if to ask him for permission. He laughed and stroked your cheek gently.

"You can ask him, princess. Meet me in my room when you've convinced him" You beamed, kissing him softly before dashing off to catch up with Jisung who was in the living area.

"Hey Jisung." You cooed, walking up to him.

"Oh, hey (Y/N)" Jisung looked at his feet, trying to avoid eye contact with you. His hands clasped together, trying to hide his obvious semi. You raised a brow and smirked, facing him. His face still red and flustered.

"Sorry you had to see that."

"Ah no, its ok. Uh, its kinda expected when you live with a bunch of guys." he let out a forced laugh, feeling awkward and shy around you.

"That's true." You walked closer to him, bodies almost touching. Jisung could feel the heat from you radiating. He glanced up at you and swallowed. Your cheeks were pink, lips swollen and your eyes shone and held mischief.

You leaned in slowly to his ear, causing Jisung to freeze. You smirked. "I know you liked it though, Jisung." His eyes widen as you licked the shell of his ear slowly. You pulled away, amused by his reaction.

"W-What do you mean?" You rolled your eyes and click your tongue.

"Oh Jisung. Dont think i dont know. Ive seen the way you look at me. I feel your eyes burning on me. I see the way you look at my legs, my arse and my breasts."

You smirked, squeezing and lifting your breasts over the material of your t-shirt. Jisungs eyes immediately glanced down at your actions, staring a little too much before looking back at you. You was smirking and thats when he realised –

He had fallen for your little trap.

"You see Jisung. Im interested in you. You act so innocent and so shy when it comes to sex. But i have a feeling that, deep down, you're a perv. That when i go home, you scurry away to your bedroom and tug on your cock, thinking of me. Thinking about cumming on my tits, arse or back." You licked your lips, Jisungs brain short circuiting.

You leaned in and grazed your lips against his own. "I want to ruin you Jisung, find the real you. So-" You pulled away and stood straight "-why don't you join me and felix? do what you truly desire. Make your dreams come true."

Jisung blinked a few times at you, his reaction the same as Felix's when you mentioned you wanted Jisung to join you both.

"You want me to join in?" He whispered. You nodded. "Dont worry though ji. Ive already spoke about this with Felix and he's okay with it." You beamed. You watched the cogs in his brain working overtime.

"I dont know, (Y/N)." You pouted before grabbing his hand and placing it on your breast. Jisung swallowed, looking at you as you smiled.

"Please Jisung. I'll put my mouth to good use for you." You squeezed his crotch, causing Jisung to grunt and involuntarily buck his hips. You palmed his cock slowly over the material, Jisung groaning and grunting.

"Pretty please, ji." You pouted, bating your eyes and giving him your best puppy eyes. "Let me ruin you." Jisung swallowed and nodded "okay, okay. i'll join."

You grinned and grabbed his hand, leading him to Felix's room. You opened the door, walking inside with Jisung behind you. You closed and locked the door, skipping over to Felix, who was situated on his gaming chair.

Sitting on his lap, you grinned. "I succeeded, sunshine."

Felix smiled and patted your head softly. "Good girl. I knew you could do it." You mewled at the praise, feeling a sense of achievement. Getting praises from Felix was your favourite thing because you knew you did a good enough job for him.

You looked over at Jisung, who was stood awkwardly at the door. You shuffled on Felix's lap, resting so your back was against his chest.

"Ji, you sure you're okay with this? its perfectly okay to change your mind." you stood up off Felix's lap, walking to Jisung and held his hand gently. "If you're uncomfortable with this, thats perfectly fine. Me and Felix wont make you do anything you don't want to."

Holding his hand softly, your soft skin coming to contact with his own made his breath hitch in his throat. He swallowed a little, looking at you and shaking your head.

"No, its okay. Im okay. I just dont know what to do or where to start." Jisung shifted on his feet. You squeezed his hand as a way of reassuring him.

"You'll be okay, Ji." You whispered before pecking his cheek. You breasts grazing against his chest underneath the fabric. You noticed the way his jaw clenched, making you smirk and return back to your origanl position on Felix's lap.

"Felix, i think Ji needs help in relaxing." You cooed. Felix hummed, gently tilting your head to the side allowing him to pepper your neck with gently kissed. You hummed, keeping your gaze on Jisung as Felix licked a long strip from your neck to your ear.

He kissed and sucked on your lobe, causing you to shiver and goosebumps to appear on your skin. Kissing his way back down to your neck, you felt his teeth sinking into your flesh, his hands slowly making their way up and under your t-shirt.

"You look so beautiful." the man, who was stood in front of you, thought out loud. You smiled at Jisung before moaning as Felix was sucking your skin, purple bruises forming on your delicate skin.

"Lets show him how beautiful you truly can be, Princess." Felix murmured against your skin before lifting up your t-shirt, your breasts bouncing free for the second time that night. Felix peered over your shoulder to look at his best friend whos gaze was focused on your breasts.

You felt exposed. Naked. Your breasts, which was also covered in various marks from before, are on display to the man who has been fantasizing about them for months. Jisung watched Felix's squeeze, massage and play with your breasts, his fingers grazing and flicking over your sensitive and hard nipples.

You whimpered, rutting against Felix's boner feeling it grind against your ass. Deep grunts escaped Felixs lips, making you shiver and whimper. Noticing that Jisung was looking flustered, aroused, his hand palming himself through the material of his sweatpants, Felix patted your thigh gently.

"Why dont you make him feel good, Kitten." Felix grabbed your cheeks, squeezing them together gently before his fingers grazed over your lips. You opened your mouth, Felix's fingers finding their way inside as you sucked, keeping eye contact on Jisung the whole time. "Show him how good that mouth of yours really is."

Jisung whimpered, the thought of having your mouth around his cock excited him even further. Something he had been dreaming of for months, was about to come true and he was ecstatic.

"One rule though. Only i get to cum inside her."

You got up off Felixs lap, discarding your t-shirt was you walked towards jisung. You pressed your body flush against his, breasts squished against his chest.

"This is finally your moment, ji. now you can do all the perverted things youve always wanted to do to me. No more fantasies, no more jerking off." You squeezed his cock, Jisungs hips involuntarily bucking making you smirk. "I can make your dreams a reality, ji."

You grazed your lips against his. Jisungs hands placed awkwardly beside him, unsure of if he could – or should – touch you. He was fighting a battle within his brain. He wanted to touch you, to give into all his perverted thoughts and desires. For months he has been fantasising about your pretty little mouth around his cock or his face buried between your thighs, tasting and relishing in your essences.

He wants to see you squirm underneath him, be overwhelmed from the pleasure he would so willingly give to you. His mind has been consumed with dirty and sinful thoughts of his best friends girlfriend, that he almost feels guilty.

Because that's just it. You're his best friends girlfriend and although you have given him the opportunity to do as he so may wish, at the end of the day, Jisung is still a gentleman.

"i'll take good care of you Ji. Just tell me your desires and i'll fulfil them. i'll let you use me. Use my mouth, abuse my throat and my pussy." Jisung audibly swallowed, his rationality fading piece by piece the more you spoke.

You grabbed Jisung's hand, guiding it to your throat. His hand gently clasped around it, squeezing the sides. "I know you want me. I'll be a good for you. I'll take you and every single drop of your seed like a good little cum slut." You whispered.

Gone. Jisung's rationality was gone. The dirty talk tipped him over the edge. It was like you saw something snap inside him as his expression changed, eyes going dark with lust. His grip around your throat tightened, making you whimper and relish in the feeling.

"Such a vulgar mouth you have. I tried so hard to not give in but you made it damn impossible. So many thoughts, so many things im going to do with you." He growled before letting go off your throat and making his way towards the bed, spreading his legs open.

He pointed to the space and you walked over, kneeling between his legs. You rested your head on his thigh, face close to his hard cock. You palmed it slowly, eyes fixated on it, mouth watering.

"I wonder how big you are and if i can fit all of you in my tiny mouth." You squeezed his cock making Jisung grunt.

"Why dont you find out and put the dirty mouth to go use. show me what youre really like because so far, youve been all talk and no action." Jisung grabbed your wrist, pulling it away making you pout.

"I have you know, ji. that i can make Felix cum with just my mouth." You pouted, pulling jisung's sweatpants and underwear off. His cock sprung free, relieved to be free from their constraints.

Your mouth watered, tongue darting out to wet your lips. His tip was red and angry, pre cum coating it. He was a relatively good side and girth. You shuffled on your knees, clenching your thighs together to create friction for your achy core.

"you just going to stare at it or–" you blushed.

"Sorry, its just not what i expected." You whispered. Jisung ran his fingers through your hair and laughed. You looked over at Felix.

"Can i?"

"Do as you wish, princess." You grinned and focused your attention back onto Jisung. Your hand wrapped around the base of his length, causing the man above you to grunt.

Moving your hand up and down his length, rotating at the wrists, you kissed and licked the side. The warmth of his skin against your tongue and hand making you hum.

"Mhm." Jisung pressed his lips together, watching your moves anticipated for what you was doing to do next. Tucking your hair behind you ears, you knelt up tall. You looked at Jisung through your lashes, tongue flat as you glided it slowly across his angry tip. You hummed at the salty taste, kitten licking as jisung did everything in his power to not buck his hips and unintentionally hurt you.

Pulling away, you hovered over his cock. You smirked as you slowly let some of your saliva fall out of your mouth, hitting hit cock and making it was slowly down his length. Jisungs eyes widen at the lewd action, biting his lip to the point where he was sure he drew blood.

Finally, you wrapped your soft lips around his tip, sucking and swirling the tip of your tongue around it. Grunts and groans left the mans lips, your confidence growing as so did your arousal. You began to take more of Jisung in your mouth, the warmth and wetness surronding him, making him feel like he was on cloud 9.

"Mhm. This is a hundred times better than my dreams." He grunted as you hummed, your hair falling past your face as you bobbed your head. Jisung gathered your hair into a make shift ponytail, eyes glued to you as you sinfully sucked his cock.

Closing your eyes, you lowered your mouth further down so his tip hit the back of your throat. Jisung moaned, head thrown back as you bobbed your head, his tip hitting your throat. You suddenly halted your movements, jisungs eyes opening then widening when he saw you take his entire length down your throat, nose touching the pit of his stomach.

Your gag reflex activated, eyes watering as saliva pooled out of the corners of your mouth. You pulled away, panting for air as tears fell down your cheeks.

"Such a sinful mouth." Jisung wiped away your tears as you smirked. He watched you before his eyes widening as you repeated the same movements, allowing his cock to abuse your throat numours times.

Jisungs thighs clenched, close to releasing down your throat. His breathing was laboured, chest rising up and down as sweat coated his forehead, his hair sticking to his skin. Jisung pulled your hair roughly, pulling you out off your mouth. You whined and pouted, lips swollen and throat feeling raw.

"I'll end up cumming. i want to play with you some more, (Y/N) im having way too much fun to end it right here." His hand stroked down your hair, cheek until it rested under your chin. He looked at Felix.

"Is it okay if i fuck her?" You also looked over at Felix, who was now naked - standing up and sitting on the bed, back resting against the wall.

"Yeah. just dont cum inside her. thats my job." Jisung nodded and stood up, undressing. Jisung bent over, cupping your chin in his hand and smirking.

"You best be prepared, angel. Ive been waiting for this longer than you can ever imagine." You swallows, frozen on the spot by his sudden change of personality. Felix okaying Jisung to fuck you awakened something deep within jisung. His confidence grew, suffocating you.

"awe, whats wrong baby. cat got your tongue?" He laughed, letting go of your chin. He grabbed your hand and pulled you up on your feet, legs shaking.

"Strip." He growled. You looked at both men, heart hammering against your chest. You unbuttoned and unzipped your jeans, shimmying out off your jeans and stepping out.

You whimpered, feeling exposed and shy. Two pairs of eyes were on you and you felt small, shy and vulnerable. It excited you knowing the possibilities that could happen between all three of you. Your clenched thighs didnt go unnoticed by you boyfriend, who chuckled.

"Hey look ji. She's clenching her thighs. Does she look so pathetic?" Felix smirked as you whimpered at his words.

"She looks desperate if anything. i think she is desperate, whatcha think, Lix?"

"Well, seeing as ive fucked her numerous times, i know her greedy fuck hole is dripping and clenching around nothing. She can be like that. She looses her mind when it comes to cock. She's a greedy, cock hungry slut and would do anything to have her holes stuffed to the brim."

You clenched your thighs tighter, listening and whimper as the two men exchanged conversation, talking about you as if you wasnt there. Their words ran straight to your core. Your body hot, pussy clenching, your juices dripping down your inner thighs.

You started panting, looking at the two men as they continued to degrade you. You needed to be penetrated, your pussy was aching for touch, to be filled up. You're hungry, so hungry you felt feral.

"Felix. Jisung." You breathed out in a shaky breath. Felix smirked, parting his legs and patting the space in between.

"Come princess. Let Jisung take care of that greedy hole of yours." He cooed as you crawled on all fours, a perfect view of your pussy on display for Jisung to see.

"Damn, (Y/N) you soaked! your juices are glistening." Jisung licked his lips hungrily as you lay in between Felix's legs, back against his chest as you felt his cock against your lower back.

Felix stroked your hair "You're such a good girl. Show him how greedy your hole is, kitten." Felix growled down your ear. Your hand slowly went down your body, gaze fixed on Jisung as you coated your fingers in your arousal. You circled your entrance with your finger before using two fingers to spread your entrance wide, giving Jisung a full view of your throbbing and wet core.

"Look ji. My greedy little hole is begging to be filled with your delicious cock." You mewled

Jisung sighed, kneeling on the bed and between your legs. "So vulgar and disgusting." You giggled, biting your bottom lip. Jisung looked at Felix.

"Do you have protection?" Reaching over to the bedside table, Felix took out a condom and handed it over. "Thanks."

Ripping the packet open, Jisung gave a few short tugs on his length before rolling the condom over his length. You watched his every move, body anticipating. He grabbed your legs, parting them, fingers digging into the soft, squishy flesh.

Looking down at your core, his chest started rising, pants leaving his lips. He moved closer to your entrance, tip grazing slightly. Grabbing the base of his cock, he looked at you.

"Ready?" You nodded fast. "Give it to me ji. fuck me like your life depends on it. make me into a withering mess with your cock." You mewled as jisung grunted as well as Felix.

"That fucking mouth. I dont know how you manage, Lix."

"That's the issue, i dont. But, i have taught her well. She's such a good girl." You beemed at Felix's praises, his hand stroking your hair.

"Hurry Ji." You whined, getting impatient. Jisung laughed before pushing his length inside you. You grunted, feeling him stretch you out due to the burn. You held onto felix's legs that was resting on either side of you.

Your warmth surrounding Jisungs cock, suffocating him. It was bliss, pure bliss to be able to feel you, at long last, around his cock. The many times he has dreamt of this, masturbating and cumming on himself from his desires was sinful.

Never in a million years did he think he would be able to fuck you senselessly, let alone have his best friend allow him to do so. He was surprised to learn that you and Felix spoke about this before hand, he always painted you as an innocent girl, so sweet like butter wouldnt melt.

He never thought you would be like this though. A slut with a vulgar mouth and a greedy hole. Your words, your touch ignited him, pushing him further and gaining more confident.

This is better than he has ever imagined.

Jisung started of by thrusting slow, allowing you to get use to his length and his techniques. He watched your face contort with pleasure, soft whines and moans leaving your lips.

"More." You panted out. Jisung pushed the remainder of him inside, until he was balls deep. You placed a hand on the pit of your stomach, feeling his tip deep inside you. You panted out and grabbed his hand, replacing his hand with yours

"look Ji. Can you feel it? Can you feel how deep you are inside me. It feels so good, ji. please dont stop." You whimpered, eyebrows knitted together. Jisung swallowed, thrusting into you with power and force, skin and wet sounds filling the room.

Your body was coated in sweat, body hot to the touch. Your baby hairs sticking to your body. Felix groaned and shuffled away from you, placing a pillow under your head as he knelt in front of your face, his angry, hard cock hovering over you.

"Im sorry doll, but please help me. Its painful." Felix let out a low whimper. You nodded and propped yourself up on your elbows so you was some what level with him

You opened your mouth wide, tongue flat out. Felix grabbed your head gently, pushing his length in your warm mouth and down your throat. You closed your lips around him, closing your eyes at the same time.

You hummed as Felix thrusted his hips, his cock abusing your throat, gag relex activating a few times. You gripped his thighs, nails digging into his skin causing him to hiss.

Soon enough, your eyes filled with tears and saliva spilling from your mouth, landing on the bedsheets. You felt like you was suffocating, but you loved it. Your cock hungry mouth and pussy was filled to the brim and its exhilarating to you.

Your body was being consumed with pleasure and you felt yourself melting, your mind becoming foggy. You soon lost the ability to think clearly, your mind consumed with the pleasure the two beautiful men were providing you.

Jisung was watching you and Felix, watching felix thrust his hips, his cock disappearing in your mouth and down your throat. Your cheeks tear stained, chin covered in saliva, lips swollen and sore. Your body glistening and breasts bouncing with force from jisungs thrusts.

It was too much for the poor boy.

"cum." He whimpered out "Im going to cum." You pulled away from felix and licked your sore lips.

"You can come on me, ji." Your voice was hoarse because of Felix.

"You sure?" You nodded as Jisung grunted and thrusted into you a few more times before pulling out and taking off the condom. He tugged on his cock, moving closer to you. He moaned and grunted as thick, white ropes of cum shot out and covered your stomach and breasts.

You hummed as you watched Jisung ride out his high, collapsing next to you in a sweaty, panting mess. He stroked your hair gently and smiled.

"You did good, (Y/N)"

"Funs not over yet. Im dying over here!" Felix groaned, shifting between your legs. He held them high and wide, smirking as you pressed your lips together.

"He's right, kitten. You did do a good job of taking care of him. But now, you take care of me. The person who owns you and has taught you extremely well." In one swift movement, Felix was buried deep inside you. Your back arched off the bed, grabbing the sheets. Felix wasted no time as his thrusts were fast and powerful. You moaned his name out like a chant.

"Felix, oh god, felix. Good. You feel so good!" You cried out, tears of pleasure pooling at the corners of your eyes, spilling over.

"and you feel so good around me." he grunted, his grip tightening around your thighs, leaving marks. You body was on fire, thighs and pussy starting to achy. Letting one leg fall down his side, his fingers went to work on your neglected clit.

You didnt realise until now, how neglected your clit felt. His touch sending shockwaves of pleasure up and down your spin, goose bumps appearing on your skin. With each thrust, Felix repositioned his thrusts to his your favourite spot.

Once he hit, you moaned loud, hand instantly grabbing Jisungs, grasping it hard. Jisung laughed and planted soft kisses on your forehead. "Good girl." he whispered.

Your walls started to tighten around felix, his movements getting sloppy.

"Felix, close. Im so so close." You cried out. Felix nodded.

"Me too baby. Im going to plant my seed inside you, coat your walls white. Is that what you want?" You nodded frantically. "Your greedy hole wants my seed so badly, huh. Such a dirty cum slut."

The knot in the pit of your stomach was tightening, becoming unbearably for you. "can i cum, felix? please let me cum." Tears falling down your cheeks.

Felix cooed and wiped away your tears. "cum around my cock, princess." He growled. The knot snapped.

Your back arched off the bed, legs shaking uncontrollably. Felixs name falling past your lips as you came around Felix. Shivers ran all over your body as you panted. Felix helped you ride out your high by stoking lazy circles on your clit.

Once calm, you grabbed his wrist, halting movement. He laughed, grabbing your waist with both hands hand thrusting into you powerfully. You whimpered, your sensitive pussy feeling like it was on fire.

After a few more thrusts, felix stopped, emptying his load inside you, coating your walls white with his thick cum. He thrusted shallowly inside, riding out his high.

Once calm, he pulled out of you, watching his cum drip out off you and onto the sheets. He plopped himself down next to Jisung. Felix stroked your cheek gently, his tone of voice lovingly.

'You feeling okay, baby?" You hummed and nodded, feeling tired.

"well, i feel tired, sticky and a bit tender but im good." Your voice was hoarse, body tender.

"let me and ji take care of you, princess. you did a good job taking us both. Im proud of you." You smiled sleepily as jisung and felix stood up off the bed. Grabbing a bottle of water, Jisung helped you up to drink it.

Swallowing the water, you looked at both boys, eyes shining, hopeful.

"so uhm. Same time again tomorrow?"

#skz #stray kids #stray kids smut #han jisung #jisung #han #lee felix #lee yongbok #skz smut #han jisung smut #lee felix smut #skz x reader #stray kids han jisung #stray kids lee felix #stray kids lee yongbok #lee yongbok smut #stray kids fic #kpop #stray kids imagines #stray kids one shot #Felix

[volturissideslut]

How would the guards be with a very ditsy human mate, kinda like Luna Lovegood.

𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎 𝖌𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖉

So I wrote for more of a ditzy/wonder-y (???) reader then Luna-esque (but not really??), which Luna kind of is so I hope that's okay??? I'm not entirely sure in this is what you asked or not but here you go

Alec

WOULD YOU PLEASE STOP WANDERING OFF?!?! ITS STRESSING HIM THE FUCK OUTTT

would be the type to wrap you in bubble wrap, place you in a padded room and coddle you day and night

look, he loves you so much

but you keep going to the woods

at night

and he has around a thousand years worth of enimies trying to get to him and those he loves because of his role in the volturi

and whilst you're bright... you're not the most sharp

and he can't have you being taken

please! feel free to wander the castle and it's garden, study ancient books and history, endeavour into art, converse with the guards, but please for the love of God stop wandering into the forest at the dead of night

Jane

Look, you'll probably both try your best but I genuinely don't think this would work with her

yes, she has an eternity

but she just doesn't have the patience

it'll cute at first, the strong, knowledgeable and mature vampire with the ditzy, slow-paced, heartwarming human

but with the type of person she is I don't see this lasting without one of you changing your entire personality- and that's not fair

BUT

for plots sake, let's say it happened and its lasting:

she is SO protective of you it's not even funny

you're her adorable little human and she'll try her best to seem interested in what you have to say

And if anyone, and I mean anyone (aside from the kings) insults you or gives you a funny look or something?????

they're gonna face a world full of pain

Demetri

he

absolutely

adores

you

1) is sat with heart eyes whenever you ramble about something you're interested in

2) random dances in the middle of the hallway disturbing everyone and causing traffic

3) indulges in the wanderings: you want to stand on the roof at exactly 5:32 am in the middle of winter to look at the stars at that precise moment because you read in a book 14 years ago about something that might have to do with it? sure!

Felix

Is SO supportive and absolutely interested in anything and everything you have to say

"oh? you saw something strange in the woods? do tell, my darling, I'd love to hear all about it" loves listening to you ramble and finds it adorable when you get this concentrating and confused look on your face when literally nothing is happening

please please please please please play chess with him!! he wants to teach you soooo bad beacsue firstly it's cool, secondly it'll make you a little sharper and thirdly he wants to spend time with youuuuuuuuuu

incase you haven't noticed I'm not that good at writing for felix but I'm trying

#twilight #twilight renascence #twilight saga #volturissideslut #volturi Guard #alec volturi #jane volturi #demetri volturi #felix volturi #x reader #headcannons #hc

[happilychaengs]

hiii if you could do yunjin x female reader on their first date, that would be perfect, ty 🥺

First Date Fiasco

a/n: writing is so hard for me rn but i tried my hardest. i hope you enjoy

word count: 841

huh yunjin x gender neutral reader

You were extremely nervous for this day. It's been marked on your calendar at home for a few days now with a bunch of doodles on it and a big heart drawn on top but it still didn't help prepare you at all today.

First Date with Yunjin!

The two of you had met through a dating app, where you of course didn't expect much, but when you saw her appear on your phone, you were immediately hooked. She was funny, smart, and absolutely draw-droppingly beautiful. Almost all the qualities you could look for in someone at first glance, she definitely had them.

Butterflies fly rampant in your stomach as you fiddled and rummaged your bag while sitting down at the café, making sure you had everything prepared just in case things go wrong. Gloves and earmuffs if it gets too cold? Check. A small fan if it gets too hot? Check. Pepper spray if someone on the street tries to mug you two on the street? Check.

When you finally double checked everything and glanced up, you see her walk through the door and my god. She looked so chic with her turtleneck and her denim jacket, her hair tied up in a ponytail to show off her hoop earrings.

Playing with the hem of your shirt, you couldn't help but feel even more nervous as she looked around and spotted you, her dewy eyes and bright smile making its way to you.

"Y/N?"

Your mind basically fried as you tried to form a coherent response, "Yunjin... uh. Yeah. Hi." Even though you've seen her Instagram posts and talked to her a lot over text, you really could have never prepared yourself for really having a conversation with her.

"It's really great to see you in person! You look... phenomenal." She said as she looked you up and down, sitting down on the opposite side of the table.

A blush rises to your cheeks, "I could say the same for you."

And then your mind starts racing again. The first date had always scared you, no matter the person but being here with Yunjin seems to heighten that even further. She orders you your cup of coffee, the exact order you always get, which definitely doesn't go unnoticed by you.

She answers almost knowing what was on your mind, "I remembered us talking about our favorite drinks a while ago and I remembered yours." And my god, she was a dream.

In the following seconds, her phone dings with countless notifications but all she does is put it on silent and lays it flat on the table, not really caring about anything else except this moment. "I want to be here with you. All hundred percent of me."

Seriously could this girl be any more perfect? The way she conveys herself while talking, the way she somehow makes you feel at ease, and her seamlessly smart and funny remarks that just roll off her tongue. The café began getting filled with the sounds of your laughter as she brings another idea up.

"So Y/N... I thought we could go to that outdoors ice rink later. What do you think?"

You... didn't even know how to skate but the childish wonder in her eyes seem to tell you otherwise as you haphazardly agree. "Sounds great."

And yet by the time you had finished putting your skates on and got in the rink, leaning on the wall, you could barely keep yourself upright as Yujin skated past you not knowing what would happen.

"Wait! Hold on, I'm gonna fall!" You squealed as you tugged at Yunjin's sleeve before she could get any further. She almost slips as she looks at you with an incomplete look of confusion and a hint of adoration as she tried steadying herself, a small smile creeping up on her face.

"You... you don't know how to skate?" The words come out in almost of a whisper, seemingly so judgmental in your eyes as you nodded your head. You felt a little ashamed but you couldn't have been more wrong for feeling so.

A light gasp escapes from her mouth as you feel her hands clasp around yours tight. "It is such an honor to be the first person you skate with. I will try hard to not let you fall, promise."

She brings you closer to the center of rink step by step, skates scraping the ice as she holds your hand, guiding you. Though it's not long before you began wobbling and ultimately falling, taking Yunjin along with you. The two of you were sprawled out on the floor, a big mix of children and couples skating past you with worried eyes.

"So much for not messing up my first date..." you mumble as you remembered everything you did to not screw up but Yunjin on the other hand, has a sheepish grin on her face as she giggles, eyes to the night sky. "What are you talking about? This was the best first date ever."

#yunjin imagines #le sserafim imagines #le sserafim x reader #yunjin x reader #huh yunjin x reader #huh yunjin imagines #girl group imagines #girl group scenarios