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wegc · 4 months

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heheh back to bother you with more spicy thoughts :3

Thoughts on biting kink?? i just keep thinking about what ot8 reaction would be after seeing the damage that y/n would do hehe purple hickeys littering their bodies not a spot untouched, bite marks still slightly visible, having to wear long sleeves and turtle necks to cover the evidence which makes y/n that all her hard work is being covered 😵‍💫 definitely feel like most of them would relish in the fact that y/n wants people to know that their man is taken already ,, sorry but I’m a sucker for possessive kink :3

anywhooo hope your doing well and that your day went as amazing as you !!

-🧸

saw biting kink and IMMEDIATELY thought of lee minho!!!

ot8 reaction to you leaving hickeys on them!!!

chan would be so giggly and flustered when he caught sight of the hickeys scattered across his body and would take a couple of pictures so he could look back on them. since he is an idol, he does have to conceal them, plus, he’s so shy!!! when you get pouty about it, he finds you so cute and feels so giddy inside because he adores it when you’re possessive. he wants you to tell him that he’s yours, that he belongs to no one else but you—if you ever tell him any of those things while you guys are fucking, he’s creaming FOR SURE.

minho would smirk and tease you about it, playfully grumbling about the marks while secretly attempting to hide his red ears because he feels butterflies in his stomach every time he catches a glimpse of them. though he does have to conceal them while he’s working, he makes no effort to hide them while he’s at home or with friends because he gets a kick out of people knowing that he’s yours and that yes!!! lee minho got some!!! he’s also the type to litter hickeys on you and would further use a makeup wipe to clean away the concealer you’re using to hide them.

changbin would be so ANNOYING omfg—he’s giggling in your face, facetiming his friends or the members to boast about the purple bruises because he’s so proud that he’s yours!!! changbin adores the idea of someone being obsessed with him so the thought that you, the love of his life, his number one—the person that drives him crazy is just as insane about him makes him so delighted. he gets pouty and whiney when they wear off and demands that you give him more once they’ve completely faded off because “they’re apart of him.”

hyunjin would feign playful annoyance and would whine about how much of a nuisance it is to cover them, but really, he’s endeared and finds them almost artistic, in a way. the underlying intention of hickeys—to claim someone, its inherent territoriality, their origin in the act of lovemaking as a symbol of adoration—how can hyunjin not romanticize them? he smiles softly every time he sees them and brushes the tips of his fingers against the bruised skin. one day, when they fade away, he’ll lay his head on your lap, straining his neck as an offering, silently asking for more. take me, he’d whisper.

jisung would treasure them because number 1: it feels so good receiving them (han jisung moaning like a girl agenda will always prevail) and number 2: he feels so cherished. jisung can’t help but feel small when you tell him you want others to understand he’s yours and that you’ve claimed him. he’d nod, a lazy grin on his face, eyes glossing over and looking at you cheerily, completely and utterly love-sick. “yeah,” he mumbles. “i suppose the marks are useful… can i give them to you?” cue him begging to let him give you hickeys, loudly whining and rolling his eyes when you reject him.

felix would mention the hickeys now and then to fluster you but abruptly shrinks when you stare at him intensely and tell him that you want others to know that he’s taken. “oh,” he’d whisper, feeling his cheeks blush and his heart race. he still feels flustered when you laugh and tell him that you’re joking because he never knew he could like something so much. he feels his heart drop when you continue, absentmindedly suggesting that you’d stop if he wanted, to which he quickly shakes his head to. “i don’t want you to stop,” he’d breathe out. “give me as many as you’d like.”

seungmin is someone that i don’t particularly see going so crazy over them. while covering them up is a hassle, he walks around with them freely at home and in the dorms, clapping back whenever a member teases him about it. instead of focusing on the marks, he rather relishes the sentiment behind them and revels in the way you show your passion and possessiveness over him. i can see him staring at the bruises when he misses you exceptionally, or maybe when he’s extra pent up, he strokes himself in front of the mirror, eyes narrowed at the purple marks you’ve littered on his body. not like he’d tell you that though!!!

jeongin laughs at you about it but also loves them so much, and repeatedly asks you why you leave them on his body even though he knows why. he’s attentively listened to your reasoning behind it at least 50 times; but how can you stop telling him when he gets so giddy and smiley every time you remind him that he’s yours and that no one else can have him? he’d nod, eyes crinkling in delight and would sigh happily, unable to make eye contact with you. he takes photos of his marked body and begs to leave some on you so you guys can have matching wallpapers. he’ll have your marked body as his, and you’ll have his as yours!

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itsbecomeblue · 5 months

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gf!ellie headcanons

sinopse: ellie williams is your girlfriend, modern au.

cw: ig ellie grabs boobs?? sfw tho. basic fluff, ellie is just silly, puppy love again, mention of dealer!ellie, not explicit if reader is fem or masc, not proofread (it's never proofread tbh!).

✪ pokes your inner cheek with her tongue when you kiss,

or blows in your mouth "elliuhhhh" ands she's definitely gonna chuckle like "HEHEHE"... she's SOOO SILLY.

✪ doesn't ever just invite you over, she has to make an excuse, something about how you do her hair better or how she needs skin care.

✪ doesn't have any stream apps like netflix or prime, she's a piracy master from practice (getting several viruses on joel's old computer).

✪ watches and listens to anything you like because she loves you but you can see it in her pained face that she's bored, but she'll sit through it and lie "it's cool, babe".

✪ sends the most unfunny (hilarious) reels, you can hear her wheezing while she's in the bathroom.

✪ talking about her bathroom texts, she does let you know like fr "the hardest shit of my life istg that was a rock?" and you will laugh and buy her plums to help your constipated baby.

✪ has the most fun with you, sleeping at ellies is just like having a girls night sleepover.

✪ you'll do eachothers skin care and watch youtube (shes a youtube kid)

"pooks can we watch this streamer now?" she points at the screen, while you untangle her stupid hair.

"careful yeah?" she hisses when you catch a knot and you kiss her scalp "yes im sorry my love"

and she'll look back at you to give you the sweetest cutest smile that makes you sick to your stomach.

✪ is a weed dealer but is also a homebody. so goes to them parties just to deal "just business babe" like she's going to the office or sum.

✪ everyone knew you were dating before you two even admited you had crushed on eachother. she'd protest to your friends "no... like, we're real good friends" as she blushed and you giggled 'yeah's.

✪ she has cold ass hands and they're always inside your shirt when you're cuddling

"babeeeee let me warm up" trying to shove her feet inside your pants???

when the laughter dies, her hand that's up your shirt WILL find your tits.

✪ takes pictures of you when you're asleep, not to tease you or anything, she just thinks you're cute.

✪ only drives when she absolutely has to... but she's always there to drive you anywhere you need.

✪ goes "aww you're so preeeetty" out of nowhere and gives you a smooch on your face.

a/n: i need a gf yall, send applications please ❤️

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poguesprincess · 2 months

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bff!jj being a secret virgin but being so vulgar and graphic around you just to see you blush hehehe until you catch him out and then it’s his turn to blush 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

im screaming oh my god anon 😵‍💫

*.⊹˚𝜗୧ ‧₊˚

jj maybank being a virgin was the last thing you expected. ever. you knew your best friend like the back of your hand, and the boy was far too explicit— whorish— for the word ‘virgin’ to ever come to mind when you thought of him. he was just, in the kindest way you could put it, rated ‘r’. plus, you’d seen him run off with other girls before, so you could only assume he had something going on.

and he’s always so quick with his comments, the vulgarity of them flying over your head most of the time, before they finally click in your head and your cheeks settle to a burning hot temperature. It’s problematic, at times, because he always seems to do it at the worst possible hour, which only fuels your embarrassment more.

so when you overhear a particularly private conversation between the boy and john b, your head spins a bit— a small smile settling on your face. you felt triumphant, being able to finally get back at him for the first time ever. when he makes his way back to his spot next to you on the couch, you have to bit your lip to contain your smile.

you turn to him wordlessly, patiently waiting for him to return your eye contact before slowly sliding a hand up his thigh, long eyelashes batting up at him innocently, “never pegged you as a virgin, maybank.” your voice is soft, laced with faux concern, and you can feel him tense under the wake of your hand. you watch his cheeks pink as he tries to process what you’ve just said, but you dont give him much of a chance.

as if you could go any slower, your fingers trace along the outline of his hardening dick, tilting your head as you wait for an answer— as if it were the simplest question you’d ever asked.

“i dont—“ he begins, but his words are cut short when you press your palm against him once, and then pull away. you smile, satisfied at the was he’s turned red and at a loss for words, chest heaving and pretty lips parted.

“not so cocky now, are we?” now, you can hardly contain your fit of giggles. your best friend was cute when he was flustered, it turns out.

“shut. up.”

#꒰ ۫ ੭ requests! ୨ৎ ꒱#εïз jj maybank prompt !#jj maybank prompt #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank #jj x reader

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lilyacorn · 10 months

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Yandere delinquent x gn! Tutor reader x new! Yandere popular student

Yandere delinquent part 2!

(Since u guys liked part 1! With 30+ plus likes ty.)

What should i name yandere delinquent? Send the names in the comments :))

Possessive guy with puppy energy who gets jealous of another popular student you’re tutoring… >:( also new yandere character

Tw. Curse words. :))

Yandere delinquent- who was ecstatic when you told him to go to a local library for the session instead of his house! “…my first date! Heheh!”

Yandere delinquent- who dreamt multiple scenarios the night before the “date”

“…Then our hands bump against each other when they explain!” He kicked his feet in the air like a school girl while imagining those sweet lewd scenarios at the library… “hehehe! Soooo excited to see them again…”

Yandere delinquent- who wears a much nicer shirt than the last session at his house. “Hopefully they praise me… hehhe” with a goofy smile.

Yandere delinquent- who feels his heart dropping when he sees a popular student sitting beside you at the library- “who- …who’s that?”

Yandere delinquent- who feels like snapping the pen in his hand as he stares at the popular student rubbing their shoulder against yours as a way to “see the answer closer!” While deviously smirking at him. Stop going close to them you asshole

Yandere delinquent- who feels himself ready to stab the popular student when you smile at them when they get the answer right. why the fuck are they praising them… not me!

Yandere delinquent- who keeps asking questions to get your attention on him instead of that mf- “i don’t get this… help please?” With a pout to make you feel bad about not paying attention to him.

Yandere delinquent- who smirks at the popular student as you explain the question to him. I win you mf-

Yandere delinquent- who blushes when you flick his forehead to gain his attention on the questions! “…right sorry haha…” they’re so cute when theyre mad-

Yandere delinquent- who answers the math problems faster so that he could ask you questions about the next one. Fuck it i’ll answer randomly-

Yandere delinquent- who feels his heart fall to the ground when you laugh at the popular student’s joke. …they look good together with the saddest pout.

Yandere delinquent- who quickly says the corniest joke ever just so that you’d laugh at him instead “what do you call a pig that does karate? Pork-chop! Get it? Haha…” gosh that was the worst joke ever- why did you- UGHHHH

Yandere delinquent- who has a slight smile when you chuckle at his corny joke. At least they laughed… right?

Yandere delinquent- who doesn’t notice the time and its the end of the session. He offers to walk you home but the popular student asks at the same time “can i walk you home-“ “mind if i walk you home-“

Yandere delinquent- who stares deeply at the popular student who also stares deeply at him. Go away!

Yandere delinquent and the popular student both look at you.

Who will you choose?

An: btw the yandere popular student is out now!!

#yandere male #yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere headcanons #yandere aesthetic #yanderecore #yandere x gender neutral reader #yandere x reader #jealousy #head over heels #lovesick #crazy in love #yandere #lovecore #yandere male oc

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would-you-like-a-scooby-snack · 7 months

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Hey There Scooby Doo! Here's a Promo for you!

*The screen turns on as it shows a blonde haired jock adjusting the camera.*

Blonde Jock: "I got it working everyone. It's up and running." *The jock backs up a bit.* "Hello everyone. You're probably wondering who we are right now. Well we are Mystery Incorporated, a gang of 5 who travels the world solving mysteries of many kinds. I'm Fred Jones, the Ultimate Quarterback and Ultimate Trap maker.....Or I would be if my title didn't get give to *Kevin McCallister*....!!" *An orange haired girl taps Fred on the shoulder.* "*Ahem* Right. Anyway, i'm tough, I can bench press 220, I'm an expert driver, and I am a master of setting traps. Could've been called the Ultimate Trap maker, but noooooo. I get Quarterback instead...."

Orange haired beauty: "Freddy, calm down." *Fred groans and walks off screen.* "*Ahem.* Hi everyone! My name's Daphne Blake, the Ultimate model. I'm a master at all things fashion, I'm highly resourceful, and I dabble in a bit of martial arts here and there." *Someone comes up to Daphne.*

Shaggey haired fellow: "Hey, Daph. Can you cut this wood?"

Daphne: "Sure." *She chops through the wood with ease, slipting it in half.*

Shaggey haired fellow: "Thanks."

Daphne: "You're welcome, Shaggey." *Shaggey walks off screen as cooking noises is heard.* "Anyway that's enough out of the most beautiful member of the gang, now to the smartest and cutest member of the gang!" *She turns the camera to a girl in glasses reading a book. The girl jumped from surprise.*

Girl in glasses: "W-Wait, I thought you were the beautiful one, Daph."

Daphne: "I am. But you and Scooby share the title of the cutest members. Not even beauty can compete with that. Or would you like to argue with Marcy about it, Velma?" *The girl in glasses blushes brightly and covers her face with the book.* "Hehehehe! See, cute? Whenever you're ready, Velma." *Daphne pats Velma's back and moves to the side. Velma slowly lowers the book.*

Velma: "I-I'm Velma D-Dinkle.....Brains of the group, investigator of the mysterious, a-and Ultimate Activist. I...I.....Darn it, Daph! Now I can't get my words across!" *She covers her face with the book she was ready, blushing like a mess.*

Daphne: "Hehehe! Sorry, Vel. I'm turn the camera over to Shaggey and Scooby. Ok?"

Velma: ".......Ok......" *Daphne turns the camera over to a the shaggey haired guy from earlier and a dog cooking some pineapple shrimp fried rice. Daphne whistles to them, getting their attention.*

Shaggey: "Huh? Oh, like, hello! I'm Norville Rogers. But my friends call me Shaggey. I'm the Ultimate Cook and this is my pet dog and Mystery Inc's mascot, Scooby Doo."

Scooby Doo: "Hi there. It's nice to meet everyone."

Daphne: "That smells yummy, Shaggey."

Shaggey: "Thanks. it's almost ready. I'm making pineapple shrimp fried rice."

Daphne: "Got it, Shaggey." *She turns the camera back to her.* "And that's all the members of the gang. We would love it if you would give us a promo. Looking forward to talking to you all." *Daphne smiles.*

@a-house-divided @full-course-for-people-pleasers @salmon-running-octoling @tinyronpa @needy-girl-overload @disheiress @d4y-0f-judg3m3nt @candy-cocktail @carnivore-and-cannibal @mxfia-kingpins @ask-the-steel-gray-admin-rp @ult-aikido-princess @excitement-to-consumption @fabled-fauna @y0u-f4il3d-m3 @mikado-sannoji @mercy-of-the-ashes @little-miss-noire-detective @little-miss-succubus @rxnowned-vxmpire-hxnter

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joshsbimbo · 2 months

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bento box

part one ♡ part two

dedicated to @luverstream

pairings: stalker! mike schmidt x victim! reader

warnings: mike’s a weirdo and a creep wth is he doing here? he doesn’t belong here, mentions of pregnancy, it gets kinda cringey at times bc i’m silly, he jacks off, idk LOL

a/n: sup ladies i hope u likey

♡ when mike came home, all he could think about was you. of course, you're all he thinks about, but he finally felt your lips on his cheek. your lips.

♡ even after jacking off in the mall bathroom, his cock stayed hard. his face flushed from not being able to stop thinking about your praise and lips. he left work early, complaining about how "sick" he felt to his boss. poor mikey, such a lovesick boy. he pathetically thrusted into the mattress, still in his uniform. excess amounts of precum leaked out of his pretty tip and went through his boxers, leaving a wet spot in his khakis.

♡ "please... hmm... such pretty lips," he whimpered into his pillow as he enjoyed the friction, flipping over to desperately trying to pull up a picture of you on your laptop. palming himself with one hand while the other tried to enter your password, tears pricking from the corner of his eyes from how painful his cock felt.

♡ as soon as he unlocked your laptop, the picture he was looking at earlier was still up. your mouth open, tongue poking out, cum in and around your mouth, your eyes half-opened, and tears trickling down your pretty cheeks. his heart skipped a beat as he came, panting heavily as he gripped his pillows. "fuck, need your lips again," he thought before getting up to clean himself.

♡ his morning was way better than usual. he happily ate his breakfast and scrolled through your laptop, instagram, tumblr... learning more about your sick, pretty head.

♡ ding!

♡ “‘her: you better bring something for him hehehe.’” his heart fluttered. could this be about him? he clicked on the notification.

you: heyyy bae, i just got back from the mall, and guess what?

her: WHATTT? :3

you: ok, ok, so i went to the mall and earrings were in my bag?!? WHICH I SWEAR I DIDNGT PUT IN THERE

her: ok...

you: STFU ANYWAYYYY!!! the alarm went off and this ASSHOLE accused me of stealing and i think he was gonna call the cops but then this CUTESTSTTS guy ever in the world saved me from him :000

i think i'm crushing.

her: did you get his number omg INDJNDJNAKJD

you: hehrheh .,DIJNDIOIK he asked for mine!!!!

her: :0000 he likes youuuuuu

you: i know and i kissed him on the cheek and he was blushing????????? today imma go to the mall again and LOOK 4 HIM he's so cute 😭

her: u better bring something for him hehehe

you: ur so right wtf do i bring

her: :00000 you should bring him food!!!

you: YESYYEYS OK ok imma make something i love u

her: i love you too, bestie <3

♡ mike got up from his seat, mouth agape... you think he's cute? he ran to the bathroom and washed his face, shaved, trying to make himself look presentable. running his fingers through his curls, putting on lip balm, brushing his teeth for an extra long time, even flossing!! his dream girl actually likes him..

♡ he took out his uniform and ironed out the wrinkles, making sure everything was amazing. he wanted to look perfect for you. he put on cologne before leaving for work.

♡ you excitedly held a bento box. inside was homemade fried rice, salad, and a cupcake. peeking around the mall, you find mike sitting at the food court. he was on his phone, checking your location and wondering why he hadn't seen you yet. he put his phone away in frustration before looking up and meeting your eyes, a blush crept on your cheek. he must think you're a creep! staring at him from afar…

♡ "hey, mikey! i was hoping to bump into you..." you shyly make your way to his table, sitting in front of him. how the fuck is he making you nervous? you've met actual scary men, and this is who's making you avoid eye contact? blushing?!?! who does this man think he is?

♡ "i didn't expect to see you so soon, y/n," mike smiled, and god was he beautiful. you were so mesmerized by how pretty he looked that you didn't notice him saying your name despite not giving it to him.

♡ "hmmm, i just wanted to say thank you for yesterday." you pushed the bento box closer to him. "i made you lunch... i'm sorry if you don't like it, i just didn't know what you liked, and i-"

♡ "thank you. genuinely," he cuts you off, practically killing you with his perfect smile. "it's my fault, i should've texted you, don't worry." his words felt so comforting to you. he knew how all the men treated you before, but he’s different. he knows everything you like, how you want to be treated, your love language, how fragile you are..

♡ he started unwrapping the bow, his heart thumping so loud, trying so hard not to shake, feeling his face warm up as he tried not to seem like a loser. the poor boy was so busy after you left, collapsing into bed as soon as he came home beforejackingofftoyou. by the time it was morning, he had no idea what to text you. ‘sorry it was a busy day’??? ‘i love you and i wish we could be together 24/7’ too creepy!

♡ "n-no!" you cough, feeling embarrassed for stuttering, "don't be sorry, you literally saved me from going to jail."

♡ “jail? probably a warning at most!” he chuckled softly. the conversation went back and forth for a while… they tried so desperately to put the blame on themselves.

♡ "ok! shut up and eat your food, mr. security man!" you teased him while smiling, and he felt like he died. he yearned for this for months, and he finally felt it. the butterflies in his stomach turning into hawks, the chance of becoming your lover becoming even more realistic.

♡ "ok, ok, ok!" he opened the box and gasped, "is this really for me?" he looked into your eyes with an appreciative smile.

♡ "yes, silly!" you giggled as you picked up his spoon, scooping some rice into his mouth excitedly. it didn’t even fully go down his throat before you asked, "do you like it?!"

♡ smiling as he swallowed, loving how eager you were to please him.. he felt so grateful for this moment. “of course i do. thank you again, seriously.” as his lunch continued, he kept offering you bites. you kept refusing but when he got to the cupcake, he split it and forced it into your hand. as you two ate, you guys talked and got to know more about each other. well, you got to know more about mike. mike already knew almost everything about you, silly!

♡ "hold on, stay still..." he wiped the side of your mouth with his thumb, taking a crumb off your face.

♡ you weren't used to this type of intimacy. usually, guys would've already tried to sneak their hand up your skirt, but he actually cared about you. he listened, showed compassion when you told him stories about your life, waited for your approval before touching you... "i could've gotten a napkin!" you squeaked as you covered your mouth in embarrassment.

♡ "so? it would've been easier for me to do it instead of you blindly cleaning your face, dummy.” his genuine smile. the crinkles beside his eyes. the shine in his white teeth. his rosy cheeks. his stubble. you felt like there was a frog in your throat, having no idea how to respond because you were in such a gaze.

♡ his smile disappeared and was replaced with a concerned look, “are you okay?”

♡ “yeah!” you eat the rest of the cupcake awkwardly, “you know, i have more at my place i made, like.. 12 of them..”

♡ “oh, really?” he smiles teasingly, knowing what’s coming next.

♡ “mhm, do you maybe.. wanna-”

♡ “yes. when?”

♡ “right now.”

♡ as you two walked out of the mall, he quickly texted his boss telling him he was sick again. there must be a virus going around... a loveeeeee virus!

♡ he shut the door and barely had time to turn back to you before you pulled him into a kiss, he moaned as he tasted your cherry flavored lip gloss. his hands held onto your waist, his stubble giving the best burn against your cheek, his tongue slipping in and tasting more of you.

♡ you led him to your bedroom, holding yourself up on your bed with your elbows as he took off his shirt, his warmth surrounding you again as he laid on you before-

♡ “wait- stop- i’m sorry..” you covered yourself with your blanket, and he moved to the edge of your bed. reminding yourself that you were pregnant… and that you actually liked mike. he wasn’t like anyone you’ve ever met.

♡ “are you okay? i’m sorry if i hurt you-”

♡ “no no, it’s not your fault, i just..” you buried your face into your hands, “i really like you. usually.. guys would get annoyed at me but you asked if i was okay! and you were so sweet to me at the mall..”

♡ “i mean this in the nicest way possible, you have the lowest standards.”

♡ “shut up!” you threw your teddy bear at him. it was so hard for you two to get comfortable with other people, but it felt so natural right now. like this wasn’t the second time you ever talked to him. he knew exactly what to say and do to make your palms sweat.

♡ “i really like you as well,” he admitted, his cheeks becoming flushed. he LOVED you, but he didn’t want to scare you off...

♡ you leaned in and kissed where the teddy bear hit, his forehead. he could smell your perfume, which made his pretty brain fuzzy. he pulled you into a hug and inhaled the scent of your shampoo, loving everything about you. his arms felt like home. his musk and cologne felt like home. he felt like home. you felt crazy even for thinking he’s so pretty from only knowing him for a day, but it’s true. you were already addicted, but he’s been addicted to you for six months already..

♡ “we can count this as our first date..” you mumbled into his arms, smiling contently as you looked up at him.

♡ “no. i’m taking you on a proper date!” he looked into your eyes. “ will.. you go on a date with me?”

♡ “yes, dummy!”

♡ when he left later in the day, you texted your best friend..

you: i think he’s the one 💗

her: huh?? wtf did i miss

♡ you tell her everything that happened.

her: that’s like the bare minimum LOL i think he’s a maybe.

you: ugh u don’t like anyone thokjdniufniue

her: and rightfully so!! all the men u date r losers…..

you: he’s a cute loser….

her: like the others, right?? 🙄

you: WHATEVER im going on that date with him <333

♡ you swiped off insta and texted mike all night, planning your date for tomorrow!!

a/n: haiii!! this is longer cuz i felt bad for part 2 being lame! gimme date ideas!

#mike schmidt #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt x reader smut #josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson fanfic #josh hutcherson x reader

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sainzfilm · 1 year

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toto + oblivious?

like reader doesn't realize at all and doesn't understand him like lightly flirting with them. maybe driver!reader (I'm a sucker for it) a d they also have a crush on him but they don't really blush or outwardly show it when he's around but their teamate catches on! (also can it be Fernando again?)

-🐺 I was the other anon who requested the toto+Blind date with driver readed

pairing: toto wolff x driver!reader

a/n: hello, my love!! hehehe this is a cute prompt but im making the driver be in mercedes with lewis instead :) i hope you still like it though <3

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“She’s finally here!” Lewis hollered, raising his glass of wine in his hand and approached you to give you a quick hug, “What took you so long?”

“Didn’t know I was that important,” You joked, patting his back and smiling, “Had the dilemma of not knowing what to wear.”

Across the room, Toto spotted you and excused himself from the conversation he was having and made his way towards you with a smile on his face, “There’s my girl. Been waiting for you!”

Turning to look at the tall Austrian, you grinned and nudged his shoulder, “You say that to everyone.”

“How could you accuse me of such a thing,” Toto feigned offense, eliciting a laugh from you before placing his hand on your back, “C’mon, the party can’t start without my favorite driver.”

Lewis rolled his eyes playfully and smirked upon seeing you tense up from Toto’s touch, “Go on, you lovebirds.”

Turning back to glare at him, you mouthed ‘I’ll kidnap Roscoe’ that caused the Brit to laugh as he shook his head, immediately catching on to the crush you had harbored on the team principal.

“So, what took you long?” Toto questioned, leading you out to the balcony, “It’s unlike you to be late.”

“Well, for starters, I have this massive headache right now,” You replied, looking up at him, “Plus, I couldn’t find an Uber right away.”

“Are you sick?” He frowned, pressing his palm on your forehead, “You know that I could’ve picked you up, right?”

Shrugging as you grabbed a drink from a server passing by, you leaned against the wall, “I don’t want to be a burden.”

“Oh, liebling, please,” Toto scoffed, rolling his eyes and taking a sip of his whiskey, “That’s the last thing you’d be to me. I’ll drive you home.” Darling

“You’re not letting down, are you?” You raised an eyebrow and lightly shivered from the night breeze, “I can bring myself home just fine.”

Before Toto responded, he set his glass down and shrugged his jacket off and wrapped it around your shoulders with a smile, “Not when it’s you. And it’s final, I’ll bring you home.”

Smiling softly, you slid your arms inside the jacket and crossed your arms while Toto fixed your hair that was on your face, “Thanks, boss man.”

A few hours had passed, the party still going on at the venue the Mercedes team had rented out for a season ender. You weren’t sure how you ended up leaning against Toto’s shoulder on the couch, but then again, how could you complain?

“You know, this cheesecake is really good,” You chimed, voice muffled from the dessert stuffed inside your mouth, “Do you want some?”

Toto chuckled and shook his head, patting your head from having his arm around your shoulder, “I’m fine, liebling.”

Sitting up, you shook your head and brought up the fork to his mouth with a smile, “C’mon, it’s really good!”

“I know it’s good, I can tell,” Toto snickered, reaching up to wipe the smudge of food on the corner of your lips, “You’re a messy eater, Y/N.”

Visibly swallowing, you smiled sheepishly and set down the plate before standing up, “I’ll just freshen up in the bathroom, I’ll be back.”

As you hurriedly walked to the bathroom, Lewis pulled you aside, which caused you to scream in surprise, “It’s just me, weirdo.”

“You’re going to give me a heart attack,” You exclaimed, punching his shoulder, “What do you want?”

“You know you’re a smart girl but,” Lewis chuckled, rubbing his forehead and shook his head, “You sure are obliviously stupid.”

Frowning in response, you crossed your arms and raised an eyebrow, “Excuse me?”

Lewis rolled his eyes, “Haven’t you seen the way Toto looks at you? Treats you? Like you’re the only girl in his life?”

“Uh, I don’t know,” You mumbled, zoning out in confusion, “How does he look at me?”

“For beginners like you,” Toto trailed off, walking to stand next to your smirking teammate, “Like I’m helplessly falling for you.”

“Oh Jesus,” Your eyes widened as you turned as red as a Ferrari from embarrassment, “Did Lewis put you up to this?”

Lewis threw his hands up while laughing and walking off, “Good luck, lovebirds! It’s about damn time!”

Toto chuckled, reaching over to tuck a stray hair behind your ear, “Rookie of the year yet the most oblivious girl, hm?”

“Shut up,” You mumbled, swatting his hand as a frown formed on your face, “I’m not oblivious! I didn’t want to assume.”

“Assume that I didn’t like you?” Toto raised an eyebrow, “For starters, I don’t call anyone else liebling.”

You shrugged, nodding your head slowly, “Okay, I get your point.”

“And to be fair, people around us have caught on,” He snickered, “Except you. Pretty contradicting to the speed you showcase on the grid.”

“Okay, time for you to drive me home,” You glared and grabbed his hand, dragging him out of the party, “I will un-crush you at this moment.”

“Please, you can’t do that,” Toto smirked and pulled you back, causing you to collide against his chest, “How could I ever give you a kiss then?”

You rolled your eyes and poked your tongue out at him, mumbling, “Okay then, I’ll change my mind.”

bonus scene!

“So, Y/N, how’s it like to have Toto as a boss?” Lissie asked, “We wanna hear it from the rookie of the year.”

“Well, for starters, he’s annoying,” You chuckled, shaking your head, “But then, he’s possibly the best boss I’ve had.”

Lissie raised her eyebrow with a laugh, “Annoying? Do enlighten us from that statement.”

Before you could reply, Toto was fast approaching the two of you and leaned down to kiss your temple and smile at Lissie and the camera, “Don’t believe anything my girlfriend says, I’m not annoying. She says that to rile me up.”

“Oh please, you are annoying, hogging my interview,” You laughed and rolled your eyes playfully, “Move along now.”

“She loves it when I’m annoying,” Toto grinned, turning his attention to a surprised Lissie, “Make sure to take that down and disregard whatever she’s said earlier.”

“Okay, goodbye, Toto!” You poked your tongue out, playfully pushing him away before taking your seat back in front of Lissie, “Sorry about that, where were we?”

“So, Y/N, not only are you rookie of the year,” She grinned, “But also, the girlfriend of everyone’s favorite team principal.”

Laughing as you nodded, “Guess the secret’s out then. Also, he did beg me to be his girlfriend.”

Toto peeked his head out from the corner and pointed at you with a frown, exclaiming, “Do not put that on the record, I did not! She wanted to be my girlfriend!”

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dabislittlemouse · 1 year

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I wanna make a Personal request for your take on Dabi being in a relationship with a slutty dressing reader (only for him ofc 😏) that always wears really short skirts and matching panties~ 🙈🥴❤️‍🔥

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⋙ If you think Dabi is like those men who will make a fuss about their women putting on revealing stuff, then you’re wrong.

⋙ He wants to see those curves of yours, that soft skin, the way your tits flash at him when you bend over to talk to him as he’s sitting down on the couch.

⋙ What he loves the most about you is when you wear those pretty short skirts with frills and some thigh highs with ribbons, that kiss the plush of your thighs so perfectly and makes him salivate. Wear that shit around him and you won’t live to see the day (or won’t walk).

⋙ His cerulean eyes never leave your ass as he casually gives you a spank in front of everyone, loving the way your butt jiggles and the way you get so flustered. The others better mind their own business and not stare too much at you, especially if he is not around.

⋙ Or when you wear fishnets, god he fucking loves it, it makes his cock rock hard at the sight of you walking around, either with a skirt on or a pair of super short pants, revealing your asscheeks ever so slightly.

⋙ Casually manspreads and pats his lap, suggesting for you to sit on him. And you do, getting yourself comfortable as both of his hands fondle your breasts or butt. Skirts are better for easy access, as he usually says. Especially when you’re on his lap, he can grind his hardened bulge on your clothed cunt, your pink panties with such thin material you can feel everything.

⋙ Casually drops things on the ground, waiting for you to pick them up. You bend over, a lazy grin is plastered on his face as you flash your ass at him. If he is in a playful mood, he’ll get behind you and slam his hips against your ass as if he’s fucking you.

⋙ Always makes sure to steal pick the most cute, slutty outfits for his girl. Swimwear that is too small for your size? He takes them. Wants you to wear them, loves to see the way your boobs are almost exploding out of that small fit because they’re too big and the size is extremely small. Shirts that are revealing, he wants you to wear them often, he likes eye fucking you so much throughout the day, until you two end up alone and finally after being edged for too long he fucks the soul out of you.

⋙ Makes you do a spin for him, looking at you head to toe with a blush on his cheeks and heart eyes. He is lovesick, extremely needy and horny for you, how dare you be so fucking perfect in such slutty outfits?

⋙ Shigaraki has kicked him out of the meetings multiple times because Dabi can’t keep his dick in his pants. Always has you on his lap, then his hands move your hips, make you grind on him as he grunts softly in your ear, humping on your ass. But it doesn’t go unnoticed by the boss, he also tells you to not wear such revealing outfits for the simple fact that Dabi is insufferable and gets so distracted by you, not that he has something against it heheh, you do you girly.

⋙ Dabi loves biting on your bare thighs, on your tits, your cute outfits always revealing his love marks all over your body.

⋙ Dabi hates winter cause it is too cold for you to wear revealing outfits, all you wear is baggy comfy shirts. Still fucks you in it though.

⋙ He loves watching your collection of panties, some of them are sexy and some of them are simple and cute, with flowers and bunnies and ribbons. Makes you try them all in front of him, kissing your cunt through them and teasing you. Tears them apart because he gets too riled up from watching the little show you give him.

⋙ Dabi loves when your panties match your bra and your socks, ugh you are so cute he wants to tear you apart already. He specifically gets thrilled when you let him guess which panties you are wearing, as you walk around with your short skirt and he tries to catch a glimpse of what you’re wearing down there.

⋙ Loves bending you over on his lap, spanking you for fun and making those cheeks red, he worries he might get too rough with you because he can’t get enough, he wants to abuse those soft cheeks and loves to hear you whimper.

⋙ If he can’t resist throughout the day, he simply grabs you and throws you in an empty conference room, fucking you on the table and filling your cunt with his warm seed over and over. Too bad Skeptic witnessed almost everything, you guys always forget there are cameras around!

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ruh--roh-raggy · 4 months

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Stars Look Nice Tonight (Punk William x Fem! Reader)

Hello hello! Welcome back to my lovely little punk Will series, thank you all so much for the love he's been so fun to write! So, this is a technical part 2 to Buzzed, but this series is going to be a little different than Home Sweet Home. I don't plan on following a linear timeline once I get their relationship fully established. What that's going to mean is we're going to have some plot build up with them being all cute and getting to know each other and flirting and all that good stuff, but the rest of this series is going to be published through one shots. I have a lot of ideas for fics with punk Will hehehe. If you have any requests you would like to see with him, let me know! If you would like to be added to my tag list, also let me know! Thank you all so much for reading!!

WARNINGS: Recreational 🍃 smoking, drinking at a bar, age gap (Reader is in early 20's Will is in his 40's/50's), mostly fluff with some suggestive flirting

You can find my Masterlist here!

Word Count: 2,782

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“Are you around this weekend?” You smiled against the receiver you had pressed to your ear. You paused for a moment, not wanting to respond too fast and seem too eager. Over your post concert dinner of greasy bacon and fluffy waffles you and Will both realized one thing, neither of you could get enough of one another. He loved how the sound of your melodic laughter made his heart beat faster, the shy smile you would give him as his hand brushed over yours, how every so often he would catch you staring at his lips with a wistful expression on your face. You were too busy getting caught up in his seductive gaze to notice. He asked if he could see you again. Casually, of course, he doesn’t want you to feel tied down. You had to refrain from practically screaming your acceptance in his face. Now, you were standing in your kitchen almost a week from then, the man occupying your every thought on the other end of the line.

“I should be.” You respond coyly. William breathes out a chuckle, he could practically hear the smirk in your voice. “Got something in mind?”

“I was thinking we could go out for drinks… give me a chance to make up for the one I spilled on you at the venue.” You leaned against the counter, listening to the way his deep voice crackled through the phone.

“If I remember right, you weren’t the one who spilled it on me.” You respond in a teasing tone.

“Still happened because the prettiest girl in the room decided to stop and talk to me.” You freeze, your cheeks immediately growing warm at his compliment. After a moment of your silence you hear Will laugh on the other end of the line. “If you want to throw me off my game you’re going to have to do a bit more than fact check me while I’m asking you out.” He jokes.

“I’m sorry I ever doubted you.” You giggle. “I get off at 7 tonight and then I’m free the rest of the weekend.”

“I guess I should plan something a little more special than a grimey dive bar then, huh?”

“I don’t know, sounds pretty romantic to me.” The sound of his laughter makes you smile. “Will… you know I don’t mind seeing you more than one day in a row, right?” Now it was his turn to be quiet for a moment.

“I just don’t want you to feel rushed-”

“It’s not like that.” You twist the long, cream colored spiral cord around your finger. “I had a really nice time with you the other night.” You chew your lip nervously before deciding to just put it all out there. “I like you, Will. I want to spend time with you.” Your hands grew clammy as his end of the line remained silent.

“I like you too.” Will was grateful you couldn’t see him right now. His face was hot, there was no doubt in his mind that he was blushing terribly. He couldn’t believe how ridiculous he was acting right now. But, there was something about the soft way you spoke, your small confession still ringing in his ears, he felt like he was back in college all over again. “Do you want to meet me at Ralph’s after you get off work tonight?”

You were taken aback for a second, “you know Ralph’s?”

“What, you didn’t think you and your little baby punk friends discovered Ralph’s?” He asks in a teasing tone. “Baby, I’ve probably been going to Ralph’s since before you were born... Do I know Ralph's?” He scoffs.

“To answer your original question, I would love to meet you for drinks.” You pull your bottom lip between your teeth as you attempt to suppress your eagerness to see him.

“8 o’clock work?”

“That sounds perfect.”

“I’m really excited to see you tonight.” You jump as you hear him slam down the phone as he hangs up.

Will groans as he drags a hand down his face. “I’m really excited to see you tonight.” He repeats in a mocking tone. “Get a grip.”

“Well, hey stranger.” Will straightens up at the sound of your voice chirping next to him at the bar. He stood, sliding out a stool for you. His eyes hungrily raked over your frame, you had put on a slinky little black dress that perfectly hugged all of your delicate curves. He swallows thickly as his gaze trails over your pillowy thighs, he could only imagine how soft they would be clamped around his head.

“You look amazing.” He smiles at you, struggling to keep his eyes on yours, the thin layer of gold body glitter you had applied sparkled in the neon lights that covered the walls. He accidentally caught sight of your cleavage as you wiggled your way onto the stool, the sight alone enough to make his cock twitch in his jeans. You were incredibly beautiful, Will couldn't believed he had managed to earn even a fraction of your attention.

“Thank you.” You blush, looking up at him through your lashes. “You're looking pretty good yourself.” Will had opted for something a little more casual, a nicely fitted flannel that he had rolled up to just above his elbows and some jeans. Your eyes trailed down his arm, landing on his massive hand that dwarfed the beer bottle he was holding. The bartender makes his way over to you, a flirtatious smile on his lips that immediately makes Will prickle with annoyance.

“What can I get started for you, beautiful?” He asks with a wink. “Unless you want to just jump straight to getting my number?” You had to stop yourself from rolling your eyes. Some things never change. You glanced at Will out of the corner of your eye, his gaze was burning a hole in the side of the bartender's face. But, considering the two of you had agreed to keep things casual, he just sat quietly in his seat. Your delicate fingers slid over Will’s forearm, his attention immediately moving to you.

You leaned into him, wanting to give the bartender a full show in hopes he would leave the two of you alone. “What are you drinking baby?” You see Will subtly mouth the pet name you had decided to call him, pure confusion written in his features. You take the beer bottle from his hand, your chest pressing into his shoulder as you cuddle up to his side. You turn the bottle to read the label, it was some foreign beer you didn't recognize. You slowly brought the dark brown glass to your perfectly painted lips, tilting your head back to take a long sip. Your face scrunches up at the pungent, bitter liquid, you shake your head before putting it back in Will’s hand. You almost blew your cover as your eyes met Will’s. You could see his thoughts loading as he processed having you so close to him, threatening to tear a laugh from your throat.

“She’ll have a vodka cran.” He chimes in, gaze never leaving your face. The bartender hurries off with his tail in between his legs, obviously embarrassed that he came on so strong to someone who was obviously taken. “Not that I'm complaining, but what the fuck was all of that?” He asks with a chuckle.

“I came here to spend time with you.” You explain with a soft smile. “Not to be hit on by some sleazeball who’s probably going to somehow manage to fuck up a vodka cran, good choice by the way.” He laughs at your blatant dismissal of his competition.

“It seemed like a pretty safe option.” The two of you sat and chatted for hours at the bar. William filled you in on the fact that he both owns and operates Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria, a place you had loved since you were a kid, and he found out that you have the much less glamorous title of working at a hardware store. “I can't believe it, you've been working there all this time and we’ve never met.” The two of you had managed to huddle close together, you looked more akin to children swapping secrets on the playground than two grown adults having a normal conversation during a night out, but that was part of the fun. There was something about being around Will that made you feel alive. You weren't afraid to be silly, you weren't worried about him judging your interests, from the moment you had met you felt comfortable being 100% yourself around him, and Will would be lying if he said he didn't feel the same. He thought you were incredible, absolutely breathtaking in every way imaginable. He couldn't remember the last time someone had made him laugh this hard outside of Henry, every so often the two of you would have to pause just to catch your breaths. Will was honestly surprised that you seemed to like him, it had been years since he had met someone he didn't need to wear a mask in front of. Eventually, as it grew later, the bar gradually became more crowded. “Would you maybe want to go somewhere quieter?” He practically yells over the wall of sound.

“Sure!” You call back. “It’d be nice to be able to hear you.” You chuckle. Will settles your tab, refusing to let you pay for a single drink despite your adorable protests. You slowly pushed your way through the sea of people, Will keeping a protective hand on the small of your back as he helped part the way. You pushed into the stillness of the night, a shiver running up your spine at the drastic change in temperature. You stood opposite him, you faced each other in silence for a moment as you thought of a way to extend your evening together. “Not to be your stereotypical twenty something year old,” William chuckles as you break the stillness that had surrounded you. “But, I have a bong and an eighth in my car.” Will glances up at the sky.

“Stars look nice tonight.” A small smile spreads across his lips as his attention falls back onto you. “You're going to freeze to death dressed like that.”

You wave him off with a dismissive sound, “I'll be fine, I've been through worse.”

“I think,” he starts as he takes slow steps closer to you, “you should go get that bong ready to go while I go grab you a jacket.”

“I can work with that.” You pull your bottom lip between your teeth, shooting him a coy expression.

You pop your trunk, digging through the bags and emergency supplies you had stacked in front of your piece. The glass was ice cold against your palm and you let out a sigh of relief when you saw that you had fully cleaned it after its last use. You let out a small scream as a warm weight falls around your shoulders, the sound of William’s laughter immediately calming you. Your nose filled with the growingly familiar scent, a delighted hum slipping past your lips. You glanced at the denim, a patch you recognized catching your attention. “You know if you keep letting me borrow this jacket I'm going to steal it one of these days.” You tease.

“What a shame that would be.” He responds with a slight roll of his eyes. He carefully takes your hands in his, holding your arms away from your body. “If I'm being completely honest you look a lot better in my battle jacket than I ever did.”

“This is your battle jacket?” Your eyes widen as you ask. He nods in response. “Oh, Will, I-”

“Listen, my days of being a grimy little pit rat whose only purpose is to smoke, fuck, and sticking it to the man are behind me… Well, maybe not that last part.”

“Doesn't seem like you're doing too good at the first part either.” You tease with a small laugh, holding up the bong you had originally been asked to retrieve. “Hopefully I'll find out eventually where you fall in that middle category.” You wink at him before heading to the front of your car, attempting to hide the fact that your cheeks were burning over such a forward statement. You hoist yourself up onto the hood of your car with a groan, sliding yourself back so you could lay against your windshield. Will maneuvers himself next to you, fishing a lighter out of his pocket. He nods for you to take the first hit, flicking the lighter to life and preparing to light the bowl for you. You glanced up at him, stunning silver eyes studying you with a softness you had never witnessed before. You tilt your head back, blowing a plume of smoke up into the night sky. The two of you take turns, swapping the bong between you. A soft smile grows on your lips as you catch Will's lingering gaze. “What's that look for?”

“Can I make a really stupid request?” He asks softly.

“No such thing as a stupid request, but continue.” You turn to him with a smile.

“I haven't been able to stop thinking about kissing you since I saw you tonight… I’d like to be able to kiss you again, if that's alright.” You pull your bottom lip between your teeth, scanning over his handsome features as your pulse thundered in your ears.

“I think that sounds a little better than alright.” You respond in a low, seductive tone. His hand cups your jaw, brushing his thumb over your bottom lip. He dips his head lower, his lips just out of reach of your own.

“Has anyone ever told you, you have really pretty eyes?” You breathe out a laugh.

“I bet you say that to all the girls.” He shakes his head in response, you notice him swallow, a subtle nervousness in his eyes that you almost missed.

“There are no other girls… only you.” You push yourself forward, a surprised sound escaping Will as your lips land on his. An arm circles around your waist, pulling you in impossibly closer. You set the bong down on the hood of your car before straddling his lap. He pulls you flush against his chest, his other hand tangling into your hair. Your arms rest comfortably over his shoulders, he lets out a small hum as he kisses you, smiling against your lips. You pull back with a small gasp as air rushes into your lungs, your pupils blown as adrenaline courses through your veins.

“I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since the concert.” You admit breathlessly. William gives you a charming, lopsided smile.

“Well, I guess we’re both in trouble.” He responds with a chuckle, making you let out a soft laugh of your own. “I just don't want you to feel like you have to rush into anything you’re not sure about.”

“I don't feel like we’re rushing anything.” You reassure him. “It feels right, being here with you like this.” He feels the way your shuddering breath ghosts over his lips, his eyes flicking over your face as he drank in every detail of you. His hands knead at your waist, trying to think of how to respond. It’s not that he didn't want you to be exclusively his, he had thought about how pretty you would look covered in bite marks, showing off to the world that the two of you were an item. But you had so much life in you, so much you had yet to experience, could he really be what you want? At the moment he couldn't really bring himself to care. You were sitting so prettily in his lap, your short dress riding up your thighs, his jacket drowning your tiny frame. Who was he to deny an angel what she wanted?

He sighs out your name as his lips find their way back to yours. You tangle your fingers in his hair, his glasses pressing uncomfortably into your cheek. Will tried to elaborate on his conditions in between kissing you. “I want you to set the pace.” He sputters out breathlessly. “If we’re moving too fast… or not fast enough… just tell me…” He slides a hand under your jacked, feeling the soft curve of your back against his palm. His lips leave yours, trailing across your jaw.

“Will?” You ask softly.

“Yes, rabbit?” He pauses immediately, pulling back to make sure you were okay. Your eyes instantly met his, the way they twinkled in the moonlight almost made him melt on the spot.

“Take me home?”

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milaisreading · 11 months

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Hi author it's me again, hehehe, anyways can I request for a scenario where the manager agreed to a date with Oliver Aiku after he begged her and it was caught by the paparazzi but due to the incidents with itoshi sae the boys didn't react that much to it, until when they asked her about it on a video call and she accidentally said how she enjoyed the date Oliver took her to? thank you so much and I really love your writing

Author: Here it is! It's not really the best thing I came up with, but it was the only thing I could really think of😅 thanks for the request🩷

Warnings ⚠️: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open.

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to: Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

"Don't you look cute for our date today?" Oliver teased, putting a lot of emphasis on the word 'date', grinning as (Y/n) finally arrived at Shibuya's main station. The girl blushed as she looked down at her clothes, which she will admit were a little bit too much for how she usually dresses, but it was Isabella's fault! She didn't let her leave the house till she got dressed up properly. Thankfully none of the dresses Isabella wanted to dress her in were suitable for Tokyo's winter weather. The girl shook her head and looked back at Oliver, who had a smirk on his face and held his hand out for her.

"Shall we?"

"Fine...let's get this done with." (Y/n) sighed and took his hand. Oliver chuckled as he led her through the crowd.

"You act like it's a chore."

"Well, I am on this date because you wouldn't stop asking for a week."

The girl rolled her eyes as Oliver shook his head.

"Technicalities."

What (Y/n) said was true, Oliver was by the end of last week basically on the floor asking her to go to the Christmas market in Roppongi. The scene caused a lot of attention from the staff, so in order to not get more embarrassed she agreed. So this si why she found herself here, in the Shibuya station waiting for their designated ride.

'Why is he insistent on holding my hand? It's not like I will run away.' (Y/n) thought as the boy held her hand tightly, she then looked up at his face, surprised to see how red his cheeks were.

'Maybe he is just cold.' The girl rolled her eyes, remembering how Isabella kept on telling her how red cheeks are always a sign of some sort of affection being present.

'Yeah right... he will probably move on with the next girl he sees as soon as this date is over.' (Y/n) felt a wave of sadness hit her as she thought of that, but she knew she shouldn't feel like that. It's Oliver Aiku after all. Soon the subway arrived and the two walked inside. Oliver sent (Y/n) a few glances here and there, his face heating more up than it already did.

'She is so beautiful... the most beautiful girl I ever saw. I still can't believe she agreed on the date. This is such a great day!' Oliver smiled as (Y/n) looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Everything alright?"

"Perfect, actually."

'Oooh! So pretty! And it smells great too!' (Y/n) thought as she looked at the various food stands, souvenir shops, games, decorations and so much more. Oliver looked down at her and felt his heart stop for a moment, the genuine excitement in her eyes and the smile on her face really made it difficult for him to breath.

'Adorable! I think I fell in love!'

"S-should we go and look at the decorations? There are even designated spots where you can take pictures." Oliver said nervously, gripping tightly on her hand.

"Sure! But, you can let go of my hand."

"Huh? Why?" Oliver asked in panic as they walked through the market.

"You know... you don't have to try hard. I know that tomorrow you will forget about the date and move on. So don't try hard-"

"Wait? Yoh think I am not sincere with my intentions?" Oliver stopped in his tracks, causing (Y/n) to stop too and look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Oliver, let's be honest with this. With the type of history you have, you can't expect me to-"

"I know, but... but I am honest with my intentions here. It might sound as a cliché romcom movie, but you are the first girl I have genuine interest in and..." Oliver took a deep breath and pulled (Y/n) to the less bossier part of the road. The girl looked at him with slightly narrowed eyes, noticing some frustration and embarrassment on his face as he spoke next.

"I... I am willing to prove it to you. You don't have to believe me right this instant or even in a year if you don't feel like it, but when I said that I like you, that was sincere." (Y/n)'s eyes widened at the honesty in his words as she kept quiet. Oliver grew more nervous and flustered at the silence and felt like dying at the moment.

'Maybe I should have said something else, but around her I can't form anything more coherent!'

"I... alright." (Y/n) spoke up as Oliver looked up from his feet to face a equally flustered girl.

"What?"

"I... I will believe you this one. If you say you are honest with your feelings, then I will believe you and give you a chance to prove it. Just... please if you change your mind, tell me-"

"Thank you!" Oliver grinned, now holding both his hands gently in his.

"I swear I will make it all worth it." (Y/n) felt her face heat up even more at the look he was giving her and how he was holding her hands.

"So, should we see the decorations now? I know the perfect spot for you to take pictures!" Oliver suggested and (Y/n) nodded her head. They resumed walking with the football player still holding her hand.

'This feels nice.' Oliver thought and for a moment felt at peace, but then he felt her grip back onto his hand. Excitement took over his body and he held back a grin as he looked down at (Y/n), who was avoiding his gaze.

'Blissful!'

The day went on as normally as it could, with the duo enjoying the attractions the market had to offer. All the decorations, games, food and so much more tired them both out and they were now sitting in a nearby café, eating lunch and drinking some hot beverages. (Y/n), much to her surprise enjoyed the day, Oliver was being kind and acting like a real gentleman. She was kind of happy for agreeing on the date.

'This is so embarrassing.' (Y/n) gulped as she remembered a small item in her purse.

"Here." Oliver said as he put a bag filled with candy in front of her.

"Hm? What is this for?"

"You said your nephew likes Christmas candy a lot, so I got these."

"Y-you remembered me say that?" (Y/n) asked in shock, she only mentioned it once to Chigiri... and even that was 2 weeks ago.

'How did he remember it... I didn't even know he heard it with the distance back then.'

"You would be surprised how much I remember when it comes to you." Oliver winked, causing (Y/n) to get even more flustered.

'He is so...' She bit back the inside of her cheek as her heart started to beat faster.

The next day (Y/n) was still in a trance from the date. She had conflicting emotions as Isabella showed her the picture someone took of her and Oliver as they were on their way to the café. (Y/n) had to use up all her mental strength to stop her brother from chasing after Oliver. Thankfully her dad wasn't home that morning so she had one less person to deal with.

'This is unbearable... just like that time when people caught Sae-san and I in Spain... tho that was more embarrassing.' (Y/n) facepalmed as she walked back into her room, ignoring her brother's complains and Isabella's gushing over how Oliver and her look good.

"He is too old for her, Isabella!"

"He is 19!"

"...you sure?"

"Don't be mean!"

Sighing, (Y/n) picked up her phone as she heard it ring.

"Hello, Reo?" (Y/n) asked as her phone showed his and Nagi's faces.

"(Y/n), when is your break over?" Nagi asked as the purple-haired boy shushed him.

"Ha? Next week, actually. How is it going in the building? Are you all listening to the substitute manager?" She asked, raising her eyebrow as the two nodded their heads.

"Yeah, don't worry about the old man. We are under Ego-san's surveillance after all." Nagi said nonchalantly.

"We saw that picture someone took of you and Aiku, must suck to have been caught like that off guard." Reo commented, thinking it was a mistake or the situation was taken out of context.

"What were you even doing in Roppongi to meet him there?"

"Ah that? We were out on a date." (Y/n) shrugged her shoulders asbthe line grew quiet and (Y/n) saw their faces pale.

"You..you went willingly on a date..."

"With Oliver Aiku?!" Reo and Nagi asked and (Y/n) heard something crash on the other side.

"What?!" Bachira's voice was heard.

"Yeah, he kept on asking me out last week so I just agreed. Although, I don't really regret it."

"What?!" Nagi asked as Reo's jaw just kept on opening wider.

"Yeah... it was quite fun. I hope he asks again-"

"(Y/n)! We need to talk about you dating anyone! What's Oliver's address? I just want to talk to him." Her brother said from the other side and the girl blushed in embarrassment.

"Sorry you two, see you in a week!" She said quickly and ended the call, ignoring all the protests from the duo.

"What now? (Y/n) can't be falling for Aiku of all people." Nagi cringed as Reo held Bachira back.

"We need to talk with the others. Bachira, can you calm down? Killing him isn't a solution!"

"You are right. It's not a solution, it's the only solution! Let me go!"

Nagi facepalmed, but was tempted to tell Reo to let Bachira go.

'It's just a murder charge, anyways.'

#bllk #blue lock anime #blue lock manga #bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #blue lock requests #oliver aiku x reader #oliver aiku #blue lock aiku #manager reader

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jennay · 9 months

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Misunderstood

Request:

I wanna request rory culkin in lords of chaos being in his record shop and seeing a not so normal customer for such a shop, he sees a pretty girl wearing her pretty mini sundress having her cute makeup and hair done, she looks all dolled-up ykyk. she basically goes there to buy something for her brother but she's so not into it, she so shy and "scared" to go there but she eventually does it and like euro kinda finds it adorable even tho everyone there is teasing her (AH IDK IF THAT MAKES SENSE LMAO, I just need fluff and cuteness and yk maybe a little spicy teasing IDK HEHEHE! hope u have a great day!!!)

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Words: 1700

Warnings: None. Maybe shit talking?

Shivers ran down your spine as you walked down the dark, dirty street. Why your brother thought it was a good idea to send you to this part of town was beyond you. You understood his foot was broken and needed someone to run errands for him, but you didn't belong with the people he associated with. You weren't into death metal, didn't wear all black, and you definitely didn't rage against the machine. You were quite the opposite. You enjoyed your colorful wardrobe and bubbly music and were more of a rule follower. You NEVER got in trouble or put yourself in a bad situation.

You had heard rumors about the record store and its owner. Some said he was a cult leader who performed rituals in the basement. Others said he was a serial killer who lured unsuspecting customers into his trap. Others said he was a vampire who fed on the blood of young girls like you. He wasn't twenty-five, but innocent people's blood kept him youthful.

Of course, you didn't believe those stories, but you still felt uneasy as you approached the store. It looked like a rundown shack, with faded posters and graffiti covering the windows. The neon sign flickered and buzzed, spelling out "Rock 'n' Roll Heaven." You wondered if that was meant to be ironic or ominous.

You pushed open the door and stepped inside. The smell of dust and mold hit you like a wave. You saw rows of shelves filled with records, tapes, and magazines. You also saw posters of rock stars and bands, some of who you recognized and others you didn't. The place was dimly lit by a few lamps and a jukebox that played an old song you couldn't name. Where the hell did you step into?

You walked along the aisles, scanning the labels and covers. You could feel a few different sets of eyes on you, and you tried to keep your head down but glanced up a few times with an awkward smile, hoping they didn't come toward you.

One man stood at the counter pretending to read a magazine, but his eyes would flick to you. He'd nudge his buddy and whisper something you couldn't hear, making you anxious.

"Sweetheart. I think you stepped into the wrong place." One of them says, staring at you. "You need to go to the record store on Broadwater. They have all that bubble gum pop shit you're probably looking for." You notice his piercing blue eyes carving into your soul, and you try to look away, but it's a trance. His long black hair hangs in his face, and deep down inside, you want to remark how he should stop wearing women's clothing and grow up, but the rumor of him eating people comes back to your mind, and you keep your mouth shut.

You find the name of the band your brother had mentioned, and there are several different pieces of vinyl, each from a different year. Why didn't he tell you the name?

"Do you not talk?" Another one calls from the counter.

You look up at him again, blushing, "I do. I'm just looking for something, and I'll be out of here." Your eyes return to the records, and you grab the newest one. Your brother was a collector, and it was more than likely he wanted the more recent item.

You hear his footsteps walking around the counter, and just to your luck, the bigger one is coming toward you. The one who looks like he might attack you.

He walks up to you with a smirk on his face, holding a cigarette in his hand. He blows smoke in your direction, making you cough. He looks at the record you're holding and snorts. "You're kidding me. You're buying this crap?" He grabs the record from your hand and examines it. "This is their latest album. It's garbage. They sold out to the mainstream. They lost their edge. They used to be good back in the day." He points to another record on the shelf. "This is their first album. This is where it all started. This is real music." He hands it to you and takes back the one you had chosen. "Trust me, kid. You'll thank me later." He winks at you and returns to the counter, leaving you speechless and confused.

Kid? You weren't a child.

You cautiously walk to the counter, noticing two of the three men sitting in the corner watching some gory horror movie, and you do your best not to make a face at it.

You try to play it cool like you weren't in your favorite red and white sundress that you'd just bought, you weren't wearing the cutest sandals you'd ever seen, or you didn't get dolled up for the day knowing where you were going.

You tried to ignore the stares and whispers of the other customers, who looked at you like you were an alien. But you knew you couldn't fool anyone.

"You're brave walking in here looking like that. You look like you got lost on your way to the Barbie convention." He sounds playful, but you'd be lying if you said it didn't hurt your feelings.

You bite your lip, wishing he would just tell you how much you owe him, but he seems amused with you and taking his time. He grabs the record with a smirk and taps on the cash register.

He looks at you with a mock surprise and says, "That'll be a hundred bucks, please." He chuckles and adds, "Just kidding. It's only twenty. But I'll take a hundred if you want to tip me for my excellent service." He winks at you and holds his hand, waiting for your payment.

Your eyes deaden at his joke; you don't find him amusing. He hands you the record, still smiling as you walk away from him.

"Hey, I'm gonna take a smoke break." He tells the others and follows behind you. Was he following you?

Part of Euronymous felt guilty for the way he was acting. He didn't want to admit it, but that was his best attempt at flirting, and he failed miserably. "Hey, wait up." He says, catching you before you cross the street.

You stop, looking back for a second before you sigh and drop your shoulders, "Why so you can continue to be an asshole to me?"

He runs his fingers through his hair, holding his cigarette to his lips. "I wasn't. I didn't…Look, I think your style's cool. I, uh, I don't know how to talk to pretty girls." He admits.

Your brows scrunch together with confusion; you aren't sure what his game plan is. "I'm not really into Satanists or cult leaders, so you don't have to waste your time apologizing to me or trying to make me feel better about myself. I think you're tacky, just like your store."

He looks hurt by your words, but he doesn't give up. "Well, I'm neither of those things." He pulls his cigarette from his lips, "This is weird and I know this is weird, because I'm weird, but, let me at least walk you to your car. It's getting late and I'd feel like a shithead if something happened to you."

You hesitate, not sure if you should trust him or not. He doesn't look like a bad guy, just a misunderstood one. But you've heard stories about people like him, who pretend to be friendly and turn out to be monsters. You don't want to be another victim. "I'm walking to my brother's house, and I'd prefer you not to know where I stay." You tell him, but part of you wants to take his offer. It's creepy at night, and you have no way to protect yourself if something was to happen.

He remains quiet, watching you rethink what you just told him. Why did you tell him that? He could easily follow you and find out where you live. You curse yourself for being so stupid. "If I let you walk me home, promise not to stalk me?" You ask him, hoping he's not lying.

His laughter rings in your ears, "I won't stalk you. Between my band and owning the shop, I don't have time to stalk anyone plus, if you want to see me, you know where I work." He playfully winks. "Come on, let's go. I promise I'll behave." He smiles at you with a charming grin that makes your heart flutter. You wonder if he's as bad as you thought or just a lonely soul looking for company. You decide to give, hoping you won't regret it later.

You make small talk, asking him about his band. He tells you that his band is called Mayhem and plays black metal, an extreme and controversial music genre.

"I'm glad you came in today. I know it can be a bit over the top, and I'd be lying if I said we weren't being judgemental dicks." He laughs, his eyes dart to you nervously, waiting for your response, but you continue to watch the sidewalk. "I hope part of you doesn't believe I'm what everyone says."

You tilt your head up, looking at him with curiosity. You wonder why your opinion would matter. "I think you're misunderstood but you kind of like it that way."

He shrugs and takes a drag from his cigarette. "I do enjoy being a rebel and an outcast. I like making people uncomfortable it's entertaining to see how fearful people are." He exhales the smoke and looks at you with a smirk. "But maybe I also like surprising people and showing them that I'm not a monster. Maybe I like being normal and human."

"You know, nice doesn't look bad on you. You should try it more often." You're able to genuinely smile at him this time. "Well," You say, stopping in front of the apartment doors. "This is it." You don't know how to end this interaction. It's not like this was a date or a friendship.

He nods, "Alright, I'll see you around?"

You shrug with a playful smile as you open the door, "Maybe."

He throws his hands in the air as he walks away from you, "I'll take it!" He says, his voice full of excitement. He looks back at you and gives you a thumbs-up, making you laugh, and he disappears into the night, leaving you with a story to amuse your brother with and a memory that might make you return to the 'scariest' record store in town.

#rory culkin #euronymous #lords of chaos #euronymous x reader #fluff #euronymous x you

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jinnis-stuff · 9 months

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HUMAN DAUGHTER OF MUZAN (Y/n) WHO DEVELOPED CLOSE RELATIONSHIP AND SPEND TIME WITH THE UPPER MOONS+RUI

Part 1:

Daki Version:

Muzan has adopted (Y/n) as her own human daughter. The small girl asked Muzan whether Daki could spend a day with her in the Entertainment District so that Muzan could also get to know her. This is their first encounter.

Daki initially seemed to dislike the child's presence, especially given that she is a human, but she felt obligated to obey by the Demon King's command.

"Hello I'm (Y/n)" (Y/n) greeted and smiled. "What do you want, girl?" Daki questioned.

The little girl replied "I want to get to know you. I'm curious about my papa's demons. You look so beautiful" she praised. "Beautiful...heheh,of course... My looks have always been praised~" she expressed.

"Your hair looks pretty. Can you do mine?" (Y/n) requested. Daki is at a loss for words. Looking at the kid's innocence and childish wishes, she couldn't help but put on a small smile. "Ah,sure,if you want to.."

Daki grabs a comb off her dresser and begins combing the little child's hair. "So,you like my hair,do you?" (Y/n) nodded happily as her response. She finishes the girl's hair and sets the comb aside while smiling at her. After an enormous amount of time, Daki finally breaks silence and began to speak.

"Do you enjoy spending time with demons? I did not expect you to like me so much" she asked. "I enjoy it a lot"

(Y/n) examines her hair in the mirror as she looks in it. "Wow, I look so cute!! Thank you!!" she smiled and hugged Daki.

Daki, who typically dislikes being touched, immediately stiffens when she is hugged. However, she eventually manages to loosen up and gives the child a nice hug in return. "I'm really not used to this,but...it doesn't hurt,you have good energy" Daki mentioned.

"Why? No one gives you a hug? Then I'll start giving you lots of hugs from now on" (Y/n) cheered.

When Daki hears this, her eyes flutter a little. "Huh..? Are you sure? Your Papa, Kibutsuji, he allowed this?" the little girl just nodded. "I also hug Papa a lot"

The girl's next question is asked by Daki, who is visibly surprised at the young girl. "Does he accept it? The Demon King, I don't think he's the type of person who can tolerate hugging,even being touched,but he's okay with you?"

"Yes. I'm his daughter and he loves me even though I'm a human" (Y/n) giggled.

"You are really a sweet young girl. To be honest, I've never had a good impression of humans, but you... somehow make me think they are not all bad" she compliments. "Thank you"

Standing, Daki turns to face the kid. She waits for a while before finally turning to look at her. Her eyes had an unusual expression, it's not the normal icy and cold stare, instead, they're warm, which appeared extremely rare for an upper demon. "You are...really precious,. you know? I just can't help...not wanting to hurt you" she muttered.

"I don't want to hurt you either" When the child speaks, Daki becomes surprised. As she stares at the youngster, the warmth in her gaze is replaced with shock, and then a thought flashes through her head, widening her eyes. "What did you just say..?"

"I said I don't want to hurt you because you're pretty and nice to me and you're my papa's demon" (Y/n) giggled.

After a brief moment of silence, Daki's face gradually begins to blush a small shade of red. She glances at the girl as if she cannot believe what she has heard, and then she chuckles softly, clearly moved by the unexpected gesture. "You...you really mean all that?" (Y/n) nodded as a yes and smiled.

Daki stares at the little girl's innocent smile. She suddenly appreciates the young girl's sweetness and preciousness. "Wow, you are really amazing,do you know that, you little girl? I have never before seen a child as sweet as you. Your Papa must be really lucky to have you by his side"

"You have grown into a really great child, (Y/n), your Papa must have raised you well. You must know, I'm very grateful for you showing kindness to me today, you are the first human to have made me feel like this" she added.

She was initially just putting up with her out of obligation. But now, she spoke those words from the bottom of her heart.

"Can I hug you again?" (Y/n) requested. Daki smiles at the child's request. "Of course, you can always ask me to hug you, I will always hug you from now on too" Daki holds out her arms open "Come here"

"Yehey!!" (Y/n) hugged her and giggled. "From now on, you will be my auntie" Daki nodded with a smile on her face. "Yes of course,I will gladly accept being your auntie, it's a privilege for me to be called that by someone as special as you are"

"I'm special?" Daki breaks into laughter. It's unusual to hear a demon laugh in such a clean, joyful way. "Of course you are, the most special little girl I've ever met, you know that, right?"

"Thank you. You're special too" Daki's eyes flash with a smile they've never seen before, and she appears to be deeply touched by the girl's statements. "R-really? Do you really think that?... I... I'm truly glad...I'm really glad I met you...(Y/n)"

Daki received another complement from (Y/N) "Your Kimono and make-up are also pretty"

"Oh... Thank you. You never ran out of compliments do you?" Daki seems really touched. "I've never heard a human praise the looks of a demon like this. You know that I'm a murderer, a criminal who kills people and eats their flesh, yet you treat me as someone beautiful, someone special. Thank you, this really makes me happy"

(Y/n) once offered Daki her blood in case she was starving, but she rejected it right away. "(Y/n), why would you do that for me? You must not give me such a precious thing, it's too much for a demon like me. That blood is so valuable for a human, just for your sake, I must refuse"

"But what if you get hungry? Are you gonna be okay?" Daki smiles warmly at the child, and the expression in her eyes seems much warmer. "Thank you for your concerns, (Y/n). You're very special to me. Even if I get hungry, the thought of drinking your blood or even consuming your flesh will still not cross my mind. I wouldn't want to hurt you for any reason. So you don't need to worry about me. But thank you for thinking of me when I'm hungry. I'm really touched" she reassured.

And that was the outcome of their first meeting.

Since then, Daki has been taking care of (Y/N) by getting her hair done, applying some makeup, and getting dressed whenever they see each other. Daki would purchase various outfits for (Y/n) and a cute kimono to dress her up in when she came to visit her in the Entertainment District Village.

They gain enjoyment in the way they spend their time to each other.

HUMAN DAUGHTER OF MUZAN (Y/n) WHO DEVELOPED CLOSE RELATIONSHIP AND SPEND TIME WITH THE UPPER MOONS+RUI

Gyutaro Edition:

#demon slayer muzan #demon slayer #kny daki #daki demon slayer #kny headcanons #kny #kny x reader #kny x y/n #daki x reader #anime fanfic #muzan x you #kimetsu no yaiba muzan #muzan kibutsuji #kny muzan #lord muzan

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silent-raven13 · 6 months

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Hobie, baby

Miles happily walks over to his boyfriend at HQ, he happily giggles, "Hobie, baby!"

"What is it, luv?" Hobie turns pink with pretty heart patterns when he looks at his darling. He got up to see his Sunflower being so happy.

"Nothing, just like calling you that." Miles took his boyfriend's hands with his fingertips gently massaging the punker's palm, "Kiss?" He got on his tiptoes and pucker his lips waiting for his boyfriend to kiss him back.

Hobie chuckles lowly with a smile on his face, he leans over to kiss his Sunflower. "Mwah!" Miles happily giggles before trying to kiss his boyfriend again. "Mwah!"

The punker happily stood enjoying all the attention and love from his gorgeous Sunflower. "Wow, look at you lovebirds! No wonder, Miguel had to make sure Lyla have you two behaving!" The couple looks over spotting a Spider-woman holding a tablet being amused at the sight.

"Lupe!" Miles said out loud at the Spider-woman being a bit bashful, but Hobie quickly wrap his arms around Miles' neck being protective. He turned a bit grey, a sign he doesn't like their time together are being interrupted.

"Wow, easy Spider Punk. I come in piece! I'm signing you two on a mission with my team." She sync her watches with the information, "I think you two will enjoy it."

"Mmm, a mission being separated without my Sunflower," Hobie rested his chin on Miles' shoulder then rub his cheeks against his cheeks.

Miles look at the world, "Ah, come on, bae. Its been awhile since we went on a mission together!"

"We're always on a mission together!"

"But with a group." Miles cutely pout. Hobie loves it when it's just them two. They seem to get their mission done faster.

Lupe giggles, "Well, it's either you're coming with us, Brown. Or... your bf is gonna go alone and meet another Hobart Brown."

Hobie already became jealous. Miles nervously chuckles, "Hehehe, aye. Hobie, don't worry! Nothing-" Lupe hums pushing the punker's buttons, "Oh this Hobart is the Prowler and he is quite the dashing young man. I wouldn't be surprised if he would flirt with-"

"How about no! Me and him rather go-" Miles pouts at his boyfriend, "Hobie! You gotta relax, bae. I'm sure will be fine. Besides, if your coming with me then we wouldn't have a problem!"

Lupe giggles, "Yeah, besides it'll be fun. This one you two can go undercover..." She sweetly hums at Hobie, "Miles could be the girl."

"Huh! Why me?"

Hobie quickly accepted the mission through their watches, "Okay."

"Huh! Wait, that's it! Because you wanna see me in a dress!" Miles shouted out loud.

Lupe giggles, "Miles, you look good in a dress. Anyway, thanks. I'll leave you two lovebirds alone." She happily went off.

Miles turns to his boyfriend, "Really!"

"Yes."

"Because you want me in a dress?"

"Yup." Hobie's body turned pink with cartoon blushes on his cheeks. "I would want you to wear a red dress."

"Oh pfft! Hell nah! Last time I was the girl! You should be the-" Hobie snorted, "Darling, you have amazing legs to be the woman."

"Oh, so now your sticking to your gender roles?"

"I don't believe inconsistency, Sunflower." He hums. "Perhaps, you should wear black stilettos and-" Miles huffs, "You wish!"

"Awe, come on, darling don't be like that." Hobie wraps his arms around his boyfriend's waist. Miles tend to be so cute when he's mad. "Who's your baby, Sunflower?" He rubs his cheeks to his Miles like a cat.

"You are." Miles mutters.

"I'm your baby?"

"Yes, you're my baby! Hobie, baby!" Miles gave a small smile, "But I'm not wearing black stilettos. I'll probably wear gold."

"Ohh, fancy. I like, Sunflower." Hobie gave kisses at his boyfriend's cheeks then blew raspberries to tickle him. Miles giggles being happy again.

(Ya'll thought I stop on the punkflower, huh? Hell nah! Just business with It's Over story! Anyhoo, Lupe is my Spidersona.)

#punkflower #hobie brown #miles morales #spiderman #across the spider verse #spider verse #flowerpunk #fanfic

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doc-pickles · 3 months

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sent to save me | sidney crosby (ch 7)

series masterlist

summary: vivie’s birthday party!

warnings: a little angst hehehe

notes: have fuuuuun!

xoxo

nina

“Mr. Sid! You’re here!”

Sid has barely walked through the door of Annie’s house before Vivie was in front of him. A braid twisted with pink ribbon adorns her golden curls, matching the pale pink dress that has glitter and flowers all over it.

“I am, couldn’t miss your party,” Sid grinned as Vivie hugged his legs. “I even wore my nicest shirt.”

Vivie examines the dark blue button down before nodding and dragging Sid further into the house. Geno and Anna are already standing in the kitchen, talking with another set of parents who are holding an infant not much bigger than Eva. There’s some more parents mixed in with the kids that are running around their feet and Sidney suddenly feels very out of place.

“Hey stranger,” Annie’s voice is a welcome reprieve as Sidney turns to her, his breath catching in his throat. She’s dressed in a simple light blue and white dress that flows around her calves, her wild blonde curls pulled away from her face with a ribbon. “Welcome to the fun zone.”

“It’s definitely something,” Sid chuckles as he surveys the room. “I feel out of place, everyone seems so… In their element surrounded by kids.”

Annie places one hand on his arm and rolls her eyes, “You’ll fit in fine. Don’t be a wuss, Crosby.”

Sid laughs at the annoyed expression on Annie’s face, the sound alerting Geno to his best friend's presence. He wanders over, Eva cuddled up on his shoulder, and greets Sid and Annie.

“Sid you take Eva, have to wrangle Niki before he start jumping off couches,” Geno doesn’t give Sid a chance to respond before handing Eva over and walking off.

To his credit Sidney easily takes the infant, Eva only fussing for a moment before she settles into the cradle of his arms. Annie watches him intently, noting how he’s begun to sway slowly as he whispers to Eva.

“Hey sweet girl, sorry daddy dropped you with Uncle Sid,” Sid smiles and runs a finger down the baby’s chubby cheek. “S’okay. You’re much calmer than your brother was, he would’ve been screaming by now.”

“I don’t think Vivie was ever that small,” Annie whispers as she peeks over Sid’s shoulder. “She’s so precious with those cheeks.”

“Did Vivie have chubby cheeks like that?” Sid sways slowly as he keeps his eyes trained on Eva. “My mom said I did until I was a toddler but I think Viv is too old to be able to tell now.”

The comment rips a hole in the middle of their conversation, the words bringing up the ugly realities of their situation. Annie takes a step back and Sidney immediately tries to stop her from leaving.

“Annie I didn’t mean-“

“It’s fine Sid. You two are very cute, you’re a natural,” Annie comments, voice thick as she presses a hand to her chest. “I have to- I’m sorry. I need to go.”

Annie rushes from the room without another word, leaving Sid standing dumbfounded as he looks at her retreating form. A hand settles on his arm and Anna is standing there with a sad smile, “Give me baby. You go chase after your girl.”

Eva is carefully handed from Sid to Anna before he follows after Annie with a quick thanks thrown behind him.

“Look at you,” Sid turns and grins at Annie as she sidles up next to him. Her hand falls to his arm as she peeks over his shoulder. “He’s beautiful, looks like Kris.”

Sidney’s house was crawling with Penguins players and their families celebrating the holiday season. Sid held Alex Letang, Kris and Catherine’s newborn, as everyone else milled about. The infant had finally fallen asleep in his arms and he didn’t want to disturb him.

“I’m thinking we can have a few of these,” Sid muses as he looks at Annie with a sly grin. “A boy first. With your blonde curls.”

Annie blushes and leans her head onto Sid’s shoulder, “How about a little girl with your eyes?”

“One of each,” Sid turns slightly to press a kiss to Annie’s hair. “I can’t wait to have a family with you.”

“Someday.”

“Someday”

Annie is standing in the backyard, hands braced on the top of a wooden picnic table as her shoulders shake. Sid quietly closes the slider behind him, standing and watching Annie for a moment.

“Annie,” Sid’s single word has Annie whirling around, tears streaking her cheeks. There's no words exchanged between them as they meet each other's eyes. Sidney slowly makes his way across the deck and Annie finally speaks when he’s standing right in front of her.

“I… I had dreams for years of a white picket fence and kids and a dog,” Annie sniffles, looking away from him. “I had everything planned out, how we’d buy a big house in Sewickley and what color our mailbox would be and our wedding that wouldn’t be huge but would still be a blast. All of it Sid…”

“Then why didn’t you tell me about Vivie,” Sid’s tone isn’t accusing or venomous as his fingers brush over her bare shoulder. “We could’ve had all of that.”

“Because you made me feel alone Sid,” Annie huffs out the words, still facing away from him. “You made me feel like I didn’t have a partner and that… I would be raising our baby alone. And I thought that maybe it would be easier to truly do it alone instead of you only being there when it was convenient for you.”

“Annie-“

“And I left. I knew I was pregnant and I left and it was the hardest thing I’ve ever done,” Annie sobs. “I don’t have regrets Sid, I never have. But seeing you with Eva… It broke something in me. And I'm sorry I can’t give you back that time with Vivie. I wish things had gone differently but when I left Pittsburgh I felt like I had no one and coming back wasn’t an option.”

“You could’ve come back, you could’ve had me, Annie,” Sid pleads as he steps in closer to her.

“But that’s why I left! I didn’t feel like I had you when you were still there,” Annie cries as she turns and meets Sidney’s eyes. “I was so alone while we were still sharing a bed. Did you know Vivie was conceived the only time we slept together in two months?”

Sid doesn’t have a rebuttal as he stares at Annie with a blank expression. His heart is racing as they stand chest to chest, mind spinning as he takes in everything she’s saying.

“I wanted you to be there so badly Sidney, I really did,” Annie sniffles, her voice gone rigid and emotionless. “But you weren’t and I didn’t want Vivie to feel like that too. So I left.”

And there, Sid thinks, is the truth of everything that had happened between them. Annie needed him and he wasn’t there. And she didn’t trust him to be there for their daughter either.

Annie heaves a sigh and closes her eyes, chest shaking with the weight of the tears she’s holding back. When she opens them again she meets Sid’s eyes and cups his chin.

“I don’t have regrets but I wish you were there for me. I wish things could’ve turned out differently. Maybe we were just in the right place at the wrong time,” Annie sighs before she walks away toward the house.

“I’m sorry that I wasn’t there,” Sid says, stopping Annie in her tracks. “I was… so wrapped up in myself that hurt everyone around me, including you. But I promise I’ll be there for you and for Vivienne. And if I have to spend the rest of my life proving that to you then I will.”

Annie doesn’t respond, just stands there for a moment before finally going back inside. Once the slider is closed Sid falls onto the seat of the picnic bench, head in his hands as he evens out his breathing.

“Happy birthday dear Vivie! Happy birthday to you!”

A loud cheer echoes as Vivie blows out the candles on her cake. Sid is positioned toward the back of the crowd but he can still see Vivie’s wide smile as Annie kisses her cheek.

“You still have chance,” Anna’s voice jolts him out of his thoughts as he turns towards her. “She love you, can see in her eyes.”

“Doesn’t matter if she doesn’t trust me,” Sid shrugs, not wanting to give himself false hope. “I wasn’t there when she needed me.”

“Then be there now. Be there for Annie and Vivie,” Anya settles a hand on Sid’s shoulder and squeezes the spot. “You have second chance, don’t blow it.”

Sid watches as Vivie swipes some frosting on Annie’s face, both of them laughing together. He wants this more than anything, to use his second chance to be a real family together.

Sid loves Annie and he loves Vivie and he doesn’t want to be apart from them ever again. And if it takes him the rest of his life to show Annie what the two of them mean to him then he’ll do it.

Later that night Vivie is worn out as she climbs into bed and lets out a yawn. Annie smirks at the little girl as she brushes her curls back and presses a kiss to her forehead, “Did you have a good birthday?”

“Yes mama,” Vivie snuggles into her side. “And I made such a good birthday wish.”

“Did you wish for unicorns to live in the backyard?”

“No mommy that’s silly,” Vivie giggles as she swipes at her eyes, holding back a yawn. “‘m not supposed to tell you my wish or it won’t come true.”

Bringing the comforter up to under Vivie’s chin Annie smiles wistfully at her daughter. She’s half asleep now, her peaceful face reminding Annie so much of Sidney.

“I wished for my daddy to come home, so I can have one like everyone else,” Vivie mumbles the last part as she snuggles down into her pillow. “Night mama.”

“Goodnight sweet girl,” Annie whispers, choking back tears. It’s not until she’s in her bedroom that she lets her tears fall, wrapping herself in her blankets and crying until sleep overtakes her.

#sidney crosby #sidney crosby imagine #sidney crosby fanfic #sidney crosby fic #hockey imagine #hockey fanfic #hockey fic #nina writes

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SFV Luke boyfriend headcanons (sfw + nsfw)

A/N: i was cleaning out my notes app and happened to find this. this was probably written sometime before sf6 came out, but i still agree with everything my past self wrote here tbh

TW: fem reader, very self indulgent hehehe, luke is submissive and inexperienced, experienced reader, oral (f)

sfw

V luke is young , naïve and just absolutely adorable overall

he would be such a cute boyfriend , but shy at the same time

he mostly likely has no experience with relationships, let alone girls in general, so bear with him please

he’s almost like an average teenage boy. messy and ignorant at times

with his father passing away so early in his life, he probably still enjoys letting his inner child out considering he was forced to mature quickly

v luke is just an absolute geek !

he collects comic books and plays tons of video games

luke also enjoys showing off his interests to you a ton

days off for the both of you would consist of you and him on his bed looking through his collection of comic books as he gives an in depth explanation of what it is

he’ll stop every once in a while to see if you’re even able to keep up or not

whether you do or don’t keep up, he won’t mind

he’s just happy that there’s somebody he can talk to about his interests

as for video games, he’s probably amazing at them

even if you’re not a gamer, he’d be more than welcome to show you thee basics of all his favourite games in hopes that you may like them

even if you don’t end up playing video games that much, he’d be more than happy if you sat with him while he played

similar to the comic books, he’d go in depth with the lore and gameplay of his favourite video game while you're around

you’d probably just giggle at him once he starts rambling

that’s when he stops and blushes most of the time

"heh… sorry about that, i was rambling, wasn’t i?"

just make sure to reassure him that you were only giggling over how adorable he is and he’ll turn completely red

he also loves to cuddle you at any moment he gets

either of you could be the big spoon , he won’t mind

he just loves being around you !

nsfw

this poor boy is a virgin, that’s for sure. as mentioned before, he’s very inexperienced. he’ll be very nervous , so try to ease him a little bit

it’s also quite clear he’d be more on the submissive side

one kiss and he’d be red as a tomato

you’d most likely have to initiate these sort of things

the first time you guys go at it, you take it slow and try to make it enjoyable for him

you’d kiss him all over, rub his crotch through his pants/boxers (which would drive him crazy). stroke his hair and tell him how good he is

for his first time , you would settle on riding him

he probably wouldn’t know what to do while just laying there, but it would be painfully obvious that he wanted to touch you

"don’t be shy, baby. you can touch me wherever you’d like” you continue to bounce on his cock slowly while making direct eye contact. luke would slowly move his (shaking) hands to rest on your waist as you’re still riding him

once luke gets his hands on you, he would start wandering around more to your breasts and such

no matter the size, he’s just in love with groping your boobs

unfortunately he doesn’t last too long (especially on his first time) and will embarrassingly say it's your fault for being "too hot"

however , after a few times , you introduce him to more things

let’s just say that teaching him how to eat you out was the best decision ever. luke still wants to make you feel good too , so he’ll feast on you down there until you confirm and tell him you’re satisfied

he’s definitely the type of guy to get pussy drunk after one sample

at first it started off as an experiment to see how comfortable he was with giving oral , but then it became something he enjoyed quite a lot

you’d find it so cute every time he ate you out. his cheeks and the tip of his ears are flushed pink while he’s between your legs

he’d be lightly panting over your pussy with his mouth open every once in a while

you’d stroke his hair and look straight at him , admiring how adorable he was as you’d pet him/stroke his hair

he would look up at you with puppy eyes and his lips still parted , showing a glimpse of his braces

don’t forget to praise the boy too ! he absolutely loves being called a ‘good boy’

calling him a good boy while he eats you out sets him off immediately

or just any dirty talk at all riles him up

oh lord … pls protect this boy <333

#luke sullivan #luke sullivan x reader #street fighter #street fighter x reader #sf6 #sf6 x reader #street fighter smut

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