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thelov3lybookworm · 5 months

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To Love and Cakes

Summary: Y/n is the daughter of a flower and gardening tools shop's owner in Velaris. When he gets sick, y/n makes her father take some rest and looks after the small shop herself. But she is new to all this as her father never let her work a day in her life.

One day, as she's looking after the shop, a red haired high fae comes looking for gardening gloves as a gift to someone. Y/n helps him, and learns that he is a frequent customer.

Due to his frequent visits, they soon develop a bond. More than friends, but not lovers.

Yet.

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Tw: i dont think there are any but still, here we go. elain being a sour and jealous mate even though she's been sailing on the elriel ship, a few curse words and all. Can't think of anything else, so let me know if i need to add anything.

A/n: this thing has been in my draft for faxing months. This is, to me, the best work of mine. This is my baby. I LOVED writing this, and I hope you enjoy reading it.

(ps. even if youre not a lucien girlie, try reading it. i have a secret agenda to make every one of you creatures a lucien simp, just like im trying to make @artists-ally a lucien simp)

(also, the scene towards the end where reader is dancing was inspired by one of the fbaa books, if it seemed familiar or you were wondering)

t'is a long one children, Enjoy!

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As Y/n finished walking around the store, cleaning, she thought back to the morning two days ago.

She had just woken up and was walking towards her father's kitchen for breakfast when she heard it. A cough. She quickened her pace, entering the kitchen to find her father bent over, his body heaving from the coughs.

She rushed to him, helping him to the nearest chair. When she bought him some water, he smiled up at her gratefully.

"How many times do I have to tell you to take some rest, father? Why won't you let me help you?"

"I might be getting old, but not that old that I need to rely on my daughter to help me earn. Unless you are trying to steal my shop?"

"Father!" She said, exasperated, even though she knew he was just saying that to irritate her. "You are staying home till you get better. I'll take care of the shop."

"But you don't know anything about it." At the glare she gave him, he finally conceded. "Let me help for today atleast. Show you how to handle it. I promise I'll rest."

She had come to visit and stay with her father for some days, having just quit her previous job, searching for a new one. They were well off, the house that Y/n lived in owned by her. She had wanted to see if her father needed any help around. Which he didn't. He wasn't very old and ill by any means, he just didn't know when to stop. That's why she had already made her father agree to closing the store earlier and taking the weekends off.

As Y/n put away the cleaning equipment in the back of the store, the bell above the door rang, announcing the arrival of a customer. As she hurried to the front desk, she caught a glimpse of the beautiful male that was waiting from behind a shelf.

He had dark crimson hair cascading over his shoulder that looked like fire, with one russet eye and one that was a golden metal one, which was whirring. A scar marred the skin surrounding that eye and trailed to his jaw.

Y/n quickly averted her gaze when she realised she was staring. He hadn't yet noticed her though, looking around the shop. She stepped out from behind the shelf and cleared her throat.

He turned to her at once, giving her a warm smile.

"Hello. How can I help you today?" She asked with a small smile.

"I'm looking for enchanted gardening gloves."

She wracked her brain for the location of said gloves before perking up. "Right this way." As she led the way, he followed a respectful distance away. To fill the silence, she spoke up. "Are you from Night Court? You don't seem like you're from here."

"Yes. I'm from... Autumn Court." His hesitation was evident, and Y/n didn't push.

"Here we are." She said, stopping in front of the gloves stacked neatly on a shelf. She left him alone when he nodded.

She began sorting out her desk, her father's, really, which was near the entrance to the shop.

By the time she finished, the male was done with his browsing and bought out the gloves to the desk to pay for them. The whole ordeal went silently and quickly. With a word of thanks and a 'good day', he was on his way.

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Lucien's pov.

He stared at her. His mate.

He wondered if, under other circumstances, she would have not despised him. Could she have ever loved him the way others loved their mates? Would the two of them be together if there was no cruelty in this world?

He answered those himself.

The first one? Probably.

The second one? Maybe.

The third one? No.

Because, if there was no cruelty in this world, his love, one his father had killed, would not be dead. Jesminda would be alive still. And if she was alive, he wouldn't care for anything, even his own mate.

And maybe that made him an asshole, but he couldn't bring himself to care as he stared at Elain smiling at the Shadowsinger from the corner of the room, nursing a glass of whiskey.

He looked around the room, his eyes landing on the gift he'd bought for her. It was enchanted gardening gloves so her hands wouldn't get cut. Of course, the present had been discarded in a corner, unopened. It wasn't as if she didn't notice the gift. No, he had seen her look at it before placing it aside from her other gifts.

He'd seen her do that, and his heart had been pierced by an arrow. At least it felt like it.

As he stared at the gift, his mind drifted to the shop where he had bought it from. The shop run by the female. He didn't know why, but he couldn't stop thinking about her. She hadn't even said much, but she had simply caught his attention.

He blinked when a loud laugh interrupted his thoughts, looking at the inner circle sitting in the center of the room and having the time of their lives, while he sat in the darkest corner he could find. He knew he didn't fit in here, and that most of them didnt trust or like him.

He didn't know why he had accepted Feyre's invitation to stay for the night when he knew he'd be miserable.

He had thought that maybe, just maybe, they would include him in their fun. At least for one night.

He felt so dumb now.

After a little bit of contemplation, he decided it best if he left. No one was going to miss him anyways.

Quietly, he downed the whiskey in his glass, then rolled onto his feet. He set the glass on a nearby table, then turned towards the door. He walked towards it, his boots making no noise.

As he exited the room, there was no sign of the festivities slowing down. None. He removed his coat from the nearby hook, donning it as he stepped out, the door clicking shut behind him.

It wasn't until Lucien was out of the house that the sounds faltered for a brief moment, but then the laughter started back again, and Lucien sighed, his breath misting in front of him. He stared at the little cloud of fog in front of his face.

He didn't want to go home– if it could even be called that– not yet. The night was still young. Maybe he would go on a little walk around Velaris before he returned to the mortal lands.

He started the trek across the city, walking slowly, letting his mind wander, his eyes seeing everything but taking nothing in. It was like a waste of time, looking at the beauty but not caring enough to appreciate it.

He sighed, making his way through the vibrant market place. The children running around the place, candies in their hand, adults lingering around the place with their lovers and families truly added to the beauty of the festival.

But Lucien's eyes were unseeing, his heart unfeeling as he avoided the running and giggling children.

Someone slammed into Lucien from somewhere near him, and that finally broke him out of the haze that he'd been in.

He glanced at the fae leaning against him, trying to gain her footing in the crowded area.

"I am so sorry. I got pushed–" The female looked up at him, finally stable on her feet. She cocked her head, a smile spreading on her lips. "Oh. It's you."

He returned the smile, somehow easier than it should have been considering the foul mood he'd been. "It's me. I don't think I caught your name this morning."

The lady from the gardening shop grinned, her cheeks rosy, glowing with happiness. "Y/n."

"Lucien." He mumbled, studying her. She nodded, holding out her hand. He took it.

Then they stood there, awkwardly trying to figure out what to say. "Um... enjoying solstice?"

"Yeah." She returned, a relieved expression on her face. "Just left the house after dinner. My father said he's going out with some friends, so I decided to head out for some desserts. You?"

"Not really..." That was not the right answer, but Lucien was struggling to put on his mask of indifference.

"Oh. I'm sorry. Are you alone?"

He smiled ruefully as he looked away. "Very."

After a moment of silence, the lady spoke up again. "What are your thoughts on some cake? Pie? Or maybe cookies?"

Lucien blinked, then glanced at her. "What?"

She grinned, turning away and gesturing with her hand to follow her. Seeing that he had no other reason to haunt the streets of Velaris, he followed her.

She weaved in and out of the crowd, walking with purpose towards her destination. She stumbled sometimes, due to being pushed around by the crowd, but mostly by herself. She seemed to have a problem walking without tripping.

She tripped again, so bad that Lucien had to catch her elbow to stop her from faceplanting. She grinned up at him sheepishly.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes."

"Are you... drunk?"

She shrugged and shook her head. "I don't drink. It's taste is disgusting."

A small smirk made is way into Lucien's face, but he simply nodded at her to keep going. She continued on.

Soon, she was walking into a brightly lit shop, cakes and various baked goods displayed through the glass.

"This is my favourite place for sweets and baked items. It's really good."

She went to open the door, but Lucien stretched out his hand and held it for her. She blinked at him before smiling and stepping in to the warm interior.

"Hello." She greeted the kind looking old lady behing the counter, who smiled widely.

"How are you today?"

"I'm good. How about yourself?" Y/n replied.

"I'm good, I'm good. Just these joints creaking a little extra nowadays."

Y/n grinned fondly. "Maybe you should just get some rest, you old hag."

"Oh shut it. I will rest once I know I have succeded in convincing you to get a partner. Mother knows how lonely you must be."

"I'm not lonely, you old hag. As long as I have you and father, I will never be alone."

"Yeah yeah whatever." Then the old female seemed to notice Lucien, and her eyes lit up. "Are you finally seeing someone?"

Y/n blinked, then glanced at Lucien. Her lips parted, then a flush climbed up her neck. She furiously shook her head, and the old lady sighed.

"Well, hope I'm not dead when you finally decide to interact with others." The female bustled away as other people walked upto the counter to place their order.

Y/n turned to Lucien, her face red, and she gestured to the display of sweets. He grinned when she turned away again. "Choose what you would like to try. I always go for pineapple, but chocolate is also good."

Lucien dipped his head in a nod when she glanced at him to make sure he understood her, and then the two of them went on to get their cakes.

As they were about to leave the shop, the owner of the shop called to him. "Psst. Hey! You!"

When Lucien glanced up questioningly, the lady Y/n had been talking to motioned at him to come closer. He inched towards the counter behind which the lady stood as Y/n talked to another one of the workers.

"What are your intentions for her?" The lady hissed at Lucien as soon as she was sure no one could hear her.

Lucien blinked, taken aback. "What?"

"Don't you dare even think of hurting her. Males have hurt her enough. She is a pure soul, and if you hurt her, then I will carve your eyes out with a spoon. You hear me young man?"

Lucien nodded, dumbfounded. Thank the cauldron though, Y/n decided that moment to walk up to the two of them.

The old lady smiled at her, and then shooed Y/n and Lucien away. Y/n rolled her eyes and led Lucien out of the shop.

She crossed the road and settled onto one of the many benches overlooking the Sidra. She patted the place next to her and he obliged, studying her.

"What were you and the old hag talking about?"

"Nothing..."

Y/n raised a brow but stayed silent as she dug into the treat in her hands.

The two of them sat in silence as they ate, staring at the waters of the Sidra.

Unfortunately, soon enough the two of them were done eating, and Y/n turned to Lucien. She smiled. "Did you like the cake?"

Lucien gave her a smile. A genuine one, one that felt like he hadn't smiled in centuries. He probably hadn't.

"I did. Thank you for making my solstice better."

"I enjoyed the time too, no need to thank me."

And then the two of them parted ways, Lucien thanking her again and her telling him not to worry about it.

Lucien watched her until she had vanished between the crowd, then he turned and decided to walk to secluded place before he winnowed back to human lands.

A soft breeze caressed his face, and he closed his eyes, savoring the cool touch. His mind drifted back to Y/n.

He smiled softly, opening his eyes and leaning his head back, staring at the stars twinkling down at him, as if they were winking.

Maybe... just maybe, not all fae were miserable and hateful.

Maybe there was someone out there, like Y/n, who would not hate him for simply existing.

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Y/n's pov.

Y/n only had one thought in her mind, and that was to hurry up.

She had been out in the market, getting the things she needed according to the cooking book she had recently bought.

She had decided to surprise her best friend since childhood with a home baked cake, and hence the rush to get home and start the preparations.

The catch?

Y/n was shit at baking.

The few times she had tried to bake, she had either ended with something that was too hard to even be called a rock, or with something that vaguely resembled... puke.

Even thinking about it sent shivers up Y/n's spine.

But back then she hadn't used a cookbook's instruction, she tried to reason with the sane part of her brain, the one that knew this was a bad idea.

Hurry up-

And she smacked into a wall. A very warm wall.

All her bags slipped from her hands and onto the ground as she stumbled back, barely keeping herself from falling onto her ass.

She lifted her head to apologise to whoever she had crashed onto when her eyes met russet and gold. Lucien.

She paused as she watched him cock his head, a little smile spreading on his features.

"I seem to notice a pattern, Y/n."

She lifted an eyebrow as she bent to gather her stuff. He followed. "What pattern?"

She tried to shoo him off by waving her hands, but he either didn't notice or didn't care. "You are always crashing into me. That sounds like a pattern to me."

She scowled, knowing that if her father or any of her friends saw her, they would yell at her for being disrespectful to someone who was helping her.

He grinned, glancing at her as he stood, most of her bags in his hands.

"Do you need any help carrying these?" He questioned when she climbed to her feet too, and she blinked.

"Oh no, it's alright. I'll carry them myself. I don't want to bother you."

"I insist. And it's really not a bother. I have nothing else to do. These are really heavy, let me help."

"You really don't have anything else to do?"

He smiled triumphantly, as if he knew he had won. "I don't."

She sighed. "Fine then. My house is nearby. Thank you vey much."

He shook his head, that smile still on his face. "No worries."

She led him to her house, a peaceful silence between the two.

It wasn't long before they reached her house, and she turned to him, keys in her hand.

"Please come in. Let me make you some tea." That was the least she could do for him.

"Oh no, that is unnecessary, I don't want to bother you. It was my pleasure to help."

"I insist. And it really is not a bother." She smirked, throwing his words back at him.

He shook his head, grinning. "Fine."

She let the two of them in, setting about to get some tea ready. "So, may I ask what you are going to with these?"

When Y/n turned to look at him, he gestured at the bags he set on the counter.

"Because from what I saw outside, these things are usually used for baking."

Y/n smiled. "Yeah. It's my friends birthday today. I was thinking of making her a cake."

"That's great. Do you bake often?"

Her smile now turned sheepish. "No. I tried a couple of times, back when I was younger," -six months ago- "and I damn near brought down the whole kitchen once."

Lucien chuckled. "So now you think you can do it properly?"

She picked up the cookbook nearby and waved it at him. "I will follow instructions this time."

Judging by the amusement in his eyes, she thought he would laugh, but he didn't. He simply extended his hand towards her and asked, "Can I have a look?"

She handed it to him, turning to check on the tea she was brewing.

The sound of the pages being flipped were the only sounds other than her pouring the liquid into cups for the two of them.

When she turned back around, she found him staring intensely at the book, his brows furrowed, a downward tilt to his mouth. She tried to make no noise as she set down the cup in front of him, hoping to not disturb his concentration.

But he glanced up at her, frowning. "This won't work. This is too complicated."

Y/n blinked, taken aback by the seriousness in his eyes and words. "What do you mean?"

He closed the book, setting it aside as he pulled the cup of tea towards him. "Baking is simpler than whatever bullshit is given in there."

"You know how to bake?"

"I helped my mother when I was younger."

"And exactly how many years ago was that?"

His eyes narrowed. "How many years since you baked anything?"

That made Y/n shut up.

She sighed ruefully. "Maybe I'm just not supposed to bake."

Lucien shook his head. "I can help."

She glanced at him. "What?"

He shrugged. "I don't have anything else to do anyways. I can help you bake the cake."

"I don't want to bother-"

"Its not a bother. I would love to help."

Y/n smiled behind her cup as she took a sip of her tea, a warmth spreading through her chest.

"Thank you. I appreciate the gesture." Then, she looked at the redhead for a moment longer before turning away. "And you know what? I am noticing a pattern too."

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After a day filled with trying to decide on the flavour for the cake, the decorations, making the cake and laughter, it was finally time to sleep.

The party had been perfect, so many memories made, and so many things she could think about.

But no matter what, Y/n couldn't stop thinking about him.

She didn't remember the last time she had enjoyed herself so thoroughly around a male, let alone one she knew nothing about.

And as she went to sleep that night, trying not to think of how his eyes twinkled in amusement when she had dropped an egg on the ground- huffing and puffing- she failed to keep that smile off of her face.

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Lucien's pov.

After the day filled with helping her bake, correcting anything she had been doing wrong and watching as happiness spread across her face when the cake came out almost nearly perfect, it was finally time to sleep.

The day had been perfect, a reprieve from the constant ugly thoughts Lucien had about himself. Memories had been made, though unexpected.

But no matter what, Lucien could not stop thinking about her.

He couldn't remember the last time he'd enjoyed himself so thoroughly around someone, let alone someone he barely knew anything about.

And as he went to sleep that night, trying not to think of how she had jumped around and squealed in excitement- so much so that she had nearly burnt herself by the hot pan- Lucien failed to keep that smile off of his face.

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Y/n's pov.

Soon enough, Y/n learned that the handsome male with the metal eye, Lucien, was the Lucien Vanserra. The youngest son of the High Lord of Autumn Court.

He frequented the shop after that day they spent baking, him and Y/n becoming fast friends. He'd told her that he lived in the human lands with his friends, Jurian and Vassa.

Recently, she had learned that this Jurian he was friends with was the Jurian from the war centuries ago, the powerful human commander, remade by the Cauldron.

Expect Lucien to surprise a four hundred year old fae who thought she could not be surprised about anything anymore.

Y/n shook her head with an exasperated grin, finishing braiding her hair. She had spent the whole afternoon wondering what hairstyle would look good with her dress for her meeting with Lucien, eventually settling for a simple braid. Few strands framed her face, and she thought it looked better than any elaborate hairstyle she could have done.

Even after six months of being friends with him, he never failed to shock her by telling her things about himself.

He had sent a letter in advance that he would be visiting today, and he wanted to meet with her in their favourite cafe before reporting to the High Lord.

She had, of course, agreed. He was the only friend she had other than the female she had baked for, what with her being cooped up in her home with a book in hand when she wasn't working in the nearby jewellery store.

A knock sounded on the door, and Y/n practically flew down the stairs, taking a deep breath to calm her heart before opening the door.

There he stood in all his glory, smiling at her. The fading sunshine made his hair look on fire, his skin glowing.

"My lady. You look quite...dishevelled." He murmured, his eye twinkling. Y/n frowned, lifting her hand to her hair. It had looked good when she checked it in the mirror. Maybe the braid didn't look as good as she thought it did. In which case, she wanted to go and jump off a cliff.

Before her hand could touch her hair though, Lucien caught it, grinning and pressing a kiss to her knuckles, all the while maintaining eye contact. Y/n blushed.

"When I said dishevelled, I meant you look like you've run a mile. That looks exquisite." He said, straightening and flicking her forehead. "You look exquisite."

"Shut up." She mumbled, shoving his shoulder and stepping out, turning to lock the door. When she had finished, she turned to find him leaning against a pillar of the front porch. He smiled and inclined his head towards the road.

They walked towards the cafe, talking about his past days in the human lands and her job at the jewellery store. How she didn't really care for it and was thinking of taking up something else.

They soon reached the cafe which stood right on the banks of the Sidra and had outdoor seating as well in the backyard, right next to the river. As they settled down in their usual seat in a corner right next to the river, her eyes sharpened on the paper stuck on a nearby wall.

"Hey Lucien? Do you see that?" Y/n questioned, making Lucien glance back at it.

"Yeah. Looks like they're hiring." Lucien's eye lit up as he turned back to her. "You should try." She nodded enthusiastically.

Soon, they finished their food and Lucien was waiting to pay, having insisted on paying while Y/n talked to the hotel's owner. She was quite happy Y/n said she wanted to work there. They finally settled on her starting in two days.

After that, as they were walking home, the delicious smell of freshly baked cakes reached them. Y/n grinned at Lucien who took her arm and walked towards the stand where an old lady was selling small round cakes that were the size of Y/n's palm. They made idle conversation with her while she handed them their treats.

"You two make a good couple. Are you mates?" She asked as soon Y/n took a bite. Which was very unfortunate as she immediately choked on it. Lucien patted her back, grinning as he turned to the lady.

"No, we aren't mates. We're just friends."

"What a shame. But maybe the bond hasn't made itself known yet?"

Lucien shook his head with a sad smile. "That would've been wonderful, really." Y/n's had whipped to him, her eyes wide. Did he just say what she thought he did? Could it be that he... no. That was stupid. He had a mate that he would die for, regardless of whether she liked him back. He would never...

"But I already have a mate." He continued.

"Oh I'm so sorry then for assuming things."

"Don't be. It's not like it matters anyway. She doesn't want the bond."

"Oh mother, that's truly unfortunate. Maybe you could be with someone else? I loved someone in my youth, but he never paid me any attention. Then one day my friend advised me to forget the male. Now I'm married to my friend and I think I couldn't be any more happy."

Lucien looked thoughtful. "That's a good advice, I must say. And I'll definitely think about it." He winked at Y/n, making her blush furiously.

They continued on after that, though there was silence now compared to their earlier mindless chatter. And it was filled with tension. Y/n wrapped her arms around herself, staring into the waters of the Sidra nearby.

As they walked, her mind wandered to what Lucien had said to the woman. Could he really mean what he had said? He wasn't one to joke about such serious matters... but then again, maybe he was jesting.

Soon, they had reached her house, and she stepped up to open the door.

"You want to come in? We can have some tea..."

Lucien smiled. "I would love to if it's not a problem."

As she set about making the tea, he sat watching her every move. Which made her work extremely carefully, wondering if he was judging her. Which was absurd. Because, not only would Lucien never judge her, but also because she never would have cared for something so trivial as someone judging her. So why did she care now?

Because you lov–

She shut the thought down before it even finished.

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Lucien's pov.

It had been over a month since he had seen his Y/n, and he was already craving her presence. Initially, he been able to go longer periods without meeting his friend. But as time went on, he became more and more enraptured with her and shorter and shorter became the time period between his visits.

The way she laughed on anything he said. The way her eyes would light up when she looked at him. The way he could make her blush by just looking at her. How she would get excited when taking about the newest book she was reading or when she learned something that made her happy.

He just couldn't get enough of her sometimes. All he wanted to do was stay and bask in her presence.

Of course, it wasn't possible, what with his work of going back and forth between human lands and the Night Court, as well as Day Court, where he had been spending some time getting to know his father.

It was a shock when he found out that Beron wasn't his real father, but he was adjusting. She had a big part in his acceptance. And he was grateful for it.

Now, he was going to leave his emissary duties for the Night Court, going to live in his father's court permanently. Which was why Feyre had decided to have the whole of the inner circle and him go out to eat for dinner. Lucien had suggested the cafe by the Sidra for the ordeal.

The place where Y/n currently worked.

He was smiling at his thoughts of her when he knocked on the door of the River House. Nuala opened it, greeting him with a smile before letting him enter. There was already sounds of chatter coming from the living room as he walked towards it. Everyone was here then. Great.

The quicker this was over, the faster he could spend time with Y/n.

He would leave soon, but that didn't mean he wouldn't come back to Velaris. He had important people here.

He had informed Rhys about his departure a few months ago, and had agreed to stay till they found someone who would be willing to take up the duties of Lucien. They were still searching for someone, so Lucien was still the emissary.

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Lucien tapped his leg on the floor impatiently, his eyes constantly flitting between the tables and booths in search of his friend.

It had only been a few moments since he had arrived with the inner circle, but he simply couldn't wait to catch a glimpse of her.

While he was searching for Y/n, he failed to notice the High lord and lady's, as well as the entire inner circle's eyes on him.

He craned his head, and he finally heard that beautiful voice he'd been dying to hear from behind him.

"Good evening. May I take your order?"

He turned his head so fast he nearly gave himself whiplash, but Lucien didn't care as his eyes met those of Y/n's.

Her mouth lifted at the edges, a knowing look in her eyes as she turned away to converse with Rhysand.

His brain didn't process the words being exchanged between the two, he was so busy admiring her.

And wondering when the damn dinner will be over so he could finally talk to her and catch up.

When she left the table after taking their orders, she distcreetly brushed her hand against his bicep, pulling a smile on his face.

Just an hour or so. He reminded himself as he focused on the table in front of him, ignoring the looks of the inner circle, including Elain.

Which wasn't all that hard.

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The time seemed to pass slower, just to torture Lucien that night.

Right when Lucien was about to loose his patience, everyone had finished dessert, and were on the verge of leaving.

Lucien stood, nodding at Cassian and Azriel in goodbye, hugging Feyre and shaking Rhys's hand. Making some excuse- unconvincing, he was sure- about having to go meet up with Vassa and Jurian, he walked away, eyeing the place Y/n had disappeared into.

He knew that she was about to leave, had probably already left, and he couldn't wait to tell her all the juicy stories he'd acquired over his recent travels, as well as the budding tensions between Vassa and Jurian.

The moment he stepped out onto the road, he heard her voice.

"So desperate to meet me fox boy?"

Lucien smirked, turning to find the owner of the voice leaning against a wall. "You wish."

Her eyebrows lifted as she pushed herself off the wall. "Sure. Didn't seem like it was just my fantasy when you were searching around like an eager puppy."

He grinned, though a flush climbed up his neck at being caught red handed. "Just wanted to see you so I could tell you about Vassa and Jurian."

Y/n grinned, throwing her arms around his neck as she buried her face in his neck. He returned the hug in kind, warming up his body a little through his magic so he could ward off the chill in the air surrounding them.

They stayed in the hug for longer than seemed appropriate, but no one was watching anyways. And neither of them cared if anyone was.

Y/n was the first to pull away, smiling shyly up at Lucien.

"You want to get some cake before we go home?" Y/n questioned, beginning towards the general direction of her home.

"I feel like we should make it ourselves." Lucien wiggled his eyebrows, throwing his arm around her shoulders as they began the trek to her home.

She shook her head slightly, becoming redder by the moment as she grinned softly at her feet.

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It was solstice tonight.

It had been one not-long-enough year since he'd met Y/n.

Lucien's chest felt lighter than it had been in ages.

They had already found a new emissary who they trusted, and so today was Lucien's last day as a member of the Inner Circle.

He was here today to deliver some reports to Rhys.

The sound of utensils and laughter greeted him as soon as he entered the River house, the inner circle being as loud as ever. But as soon as he stepped foot in the dining room, everything went silent, all eyes turning to him.

He smiled at Feyre, nodding to Rhys and pointing to the papers in his hands. He placed the stack on a table nearby, before nodding again to the rulers of Night and turning away.

"Wait! Where are you going? Come have dinner with us." Lucien looked at Feyre, shaking his head.

He didn't want to stay. Not when all that was going through his head was how he would go up to Y/n's door and knock, and how she would open the door suspiciously, those eyes narrowed. But then she would realise that it was him, and she would fling the door open with squeal, tackling him into a hug, laughing. How when she pulled back, she'd realise she was in her pajamas and would self consciously brush herself down, touching her hair. How–

"Lucien?" Lucien winced, coming back to the present.

"I can't stay. I have to go meet a friend."

"Oh. Did you plan a meeting beforehand?"

"Oh no. She doesn't know I'm here. I'm going to go surprise her."

"She?" A gentle and soft voice intoned. Lucien stiffened. The voice he had wanted to hear acknowledge him ever since the bond snapped for him.

He turned to look at Elain, his brows rising as he took her in. She was standing from her seat next to the shadowsinger, her knuckles white from clenching her fork so tightly. Her brows were furrowed in anger, and she looked murderous.

"Yes..." He didn't really know how to answer the question, so he simply watched her.

Rage entered her eyes. "Is this the female you went with that night when we were out?"

Lucien blinked, wondering what was making Elain so angry. "Yes. Exactly that one."

Elain huffed out a bitter laugh. "So is she trying to steal my mate now? She did look like someone who steals males."

For a moment, no one moved. There was so much silence it was deafening.

Almost everyone was staring between Elain and Lucien, their eyes wide. Except from Amren, of course. Nothing could faze the little devil. And Nyx, who waved around a piece of carrot like a sword.

Lucien smiled slowly. "Glad to know your thoughts on my life, mate. I will let her know of your amazing thoughts about her."

Lucien turned away, walking towards the foyer, but just before he turned out of sight, he glanced back, his eyes meeting Elain's.

"She and I were only ever friends, but now that you've said it, I realise that we never were meant to be friends." Lucien smiled slightly, bowing his head. "Thank you."

And with that, he left, ready to meet with his friend.

•○🌑○•

Y/n's pov.

Her solstice had been normal. Nothing great to do. Her father had gone out drinking with his friends, her friends having been busy with their own families. Even the old hag was busy tending to and celebrating with her brother.

She was sure Lucien would also be busy with something, since he hadn't written to her to let her know of his arrival if he was coming.

That left Y/n alone.

But then suddenly, a knock had sounded on the door, and Y/n's heart had fluttered before even knowing who stood on the other side of the door.

After Lucien told her what was going on with Vassa and Jurian, he began telling her of the events that went down in the High lord's home as she got ready to take a stroll around Velaris with Lucien.

Her blood boiled when she heard of the things Elain said to Lucien, but a smile of reassurance from him was all it took for her to calm down.

They were in the main square of Velaris right now, watching the people dance around the huge fire in the centre.

It had become a tradition in the recent years for the people of the city to come together and dance the night away, laughing and drinking and mingling. It was a wholesome event, where younger people would gather around the old towards the end of the night and simply listen to their tales.

This was the first time Y/n was attending with someone else, as usually she would come here alone and sit next to the elderly, watching as younger couple her age danced around and bonded.

The glow from the fire danced in Lucien's eyes, making it look like there was fire inside those mismatched eyes. There was a relaxed grin on his face, one like she'd never seen before. He seemed so careless now, so free, it made Y/n smile too.

"You're staring." He pointed out, his voice barely audible over the cheers and the faeries singing along.

Y/n blushed, but in a sudden burst of boldness, she spoke, looking away. "It would be a crime not to."

From the periphery of her eyes, she found him gaping at her and had to suppress a triumphant smile.

"You know, I feel like the Mother took extra time making you."

He let out a surprised laugh, the sound lighting fires across Y/n's body.

"All that extra time to make me ruined by a fucking scar."

His tone was light, though Y/n could sense a hint of insecurity and sadness under the joy.

She turned to him, watching as the smile slowly vanished from his face at the look in her eyes.

"You are beautiful, Lucien, scars and all. And if I had the chance, I would show you how beautiful they are to me." She let her hand reach up toward his face, ignoring the heat entering his eyes or the way his pupils dilated as she traced the scar that ended at his jaw.

"Beautiful. So fucking beautiful."

HIs eyes fell shut as the music came to an end, and the people dancing around the fire dispersed for a moment.

"Y/n..." He whispered, his hand reaching up to hold hers against his face.

The music started up again, a soft and slower sound than before, more sensual.

This one was for people who were a couple or in a relationship, just a slow waltz to cool down before everyone again joined in a faster, more traditional dance.

"Dance with me."

The words were a shock to her system, and she nodded without even thinking.

It wasn't until the two of them had begun dancing, her arms wrapped around his broad and strong shoulders, their faces barely inches away, that she remembered that this was a waltz for couples, and she and Lucien were definitely not a couple.

She glanced up at him, his eyes already fixed on her. She opened her mouth to tell him, trying to ignore the warmth against her skin from the fire behind her, his body pressed so close to hers in the front.

"Lucien, this dance is for-"

"I know." He mumbled, his eyes smoldering. "I know." He repeated, making sure she understood.

Suddenly, his arms around her waist became more apparent, the way they rested over her lower back. The way the stray hairs that had escaped his low bun tickled her neck, the way his breath washed over her skin when he exhaled.

Y/n's mind was about to either stop working, or remind her of Lucien's touch every two minutes, and honestly, she didn't know which one she prefered.

He never broke eye contact once during the whole dance.

Soon, but not soon enough, the slow music came to an end. And the people that sat along the outer edge cheered, clapping and demanding the couples kiss. And as all the couples shared that intimate moment, Y/n's heart rate picked up, panic clawing up her throat, feeling so many eyes on her and him, wondering what Lucien would do.

She didn't have to wonder long, though.

Lucien began leaning in, making Y/n's eyes flutter closed. She swallowed, licking her lips.

Then she felt his hot breath closer to her face, his lashes brushing gently against her skin as she felt those plump, beautiful lips on the corner of hers.

She felt him smile against her skin. All the while, it was hard to breathe.

But then he pulled away, a flush on his cheeks. If it was because of the heat of the enormous fire behind her, or because he was genuinely flustered, she couldn't tell.

As the faster music started, Lucien grinned wickedly at her.

"Let's dance, my lady."

•○🌑○•

Y/n's feet were sore, but it was all so worth it.

At some point during the night, she had discarded her shoes next to a kind old male who she had known since she was a child.

All the dances after Y/n and Lucien's initial waltz had been fast paced, where everyone changed partners every few moments. It was one of the best things that had happened that night, getting to know new people and dancing and singing along to the top of their lungs.

It was all so beautiful.

She had always thought so, watching from the sidelines. But now, being one of the people she would have watched, it was a whole different experience.

The dancing was supposed to go on for atleast one more hour before the elders gathered and began telling stories. That would go on for the rest of the night.

And so, Y/n decided to get some rest, maybe somewhere on he benches near the Sidra where it would be quiet before returning to listen to the elder's tales.

Listening to loud music for hours was one way to invite a headache.

Y/n began making her way up to Lucien, who stood on the opposite side of the huge fire, but then she paused, simply admiring him.

He had discarded his embroidered overcoat next to where Y/n had placed her shoes, now only in a simple, thin white shirt that clung to his sweaty frame, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

He laughed as he held the hands of a little girl, giving her instructions on how to move. The little girl's tongue poked out of her lips as she concentrated, and Lucien was just as concentrated as her.

Once the current music came to an end, the girl grinned up at Lucien, and he ruffled her hair in return before she ran away, maybe to her friends.

Y/n finally walked up to Lucien, smiling tiredly at him.

"Hello, you."

He smiled back. "Good evening, my lady."

Y/n rolled her eyes at the title. "Shut up."

"Can I not even greet you now?"

"Yeah yeah whatever. I'm going to go sit at a bench, rest a little then return. You coming?"

He nodded, walking over to where his coat lay on the ground. He picked it up along with her shoes then returned.

When she tried to take her shoes from him, he waved her away.

The two of them walked in silence, heading towards the quiet river. Once there, they walked onto the bank and settled down where the place was relatively drier than all other places. Y/n dipped her feet in the cold water, releasing a relieved sigh at the soothing sensation.

Lucien pulled out two packets from the pocket of his coat, tearing open the wrapper and handing one to Y/n. She looked at him, confused.

He simply opened his pack, and then bit into the cake.

"Why do you have these with you?" She questioned, though she began nibbling on the little treat.

He shrugged. "Jurian found these at a bakery in mortal lands a few days ago. I thought you might like it."

She smiled, staring into the water as she slowly chewed.

"The inner circle were in the crowd tonight."

Y/n whipped her head to look at Lucien, but he didn't even seem bothered or interested in talking about the inner circle. He said it so casually, like he was telling her it was night and not day.

After a moment, Y/n spoke. "Was Elain there?"

He nodded, taking a bite of the cake. He took his time chewing before he gave her a response.

"I saw them after the fourth or fifth song. Apparently, they'd been watching since the first song."

Y/n gaped at him.

He glanced at her. "What?"

"Why are you so nonchalant about this?! Your mate saw you dancing with me on a song meant for people involved romantically!"

He blinked, then raised a brow. "And?"

"That might ruin any chances you had with her!"

He shrugged again. "There was never any chance anyway."

"Lucien! You-"

"Look Y/n. It's been long since the bond made itself known. It's been long enough that if she wanted to accept the bond, she would have. And long enough that if she didn't want the bond, she would have rejected it."

"Yes I know but you love her-"

"Let me speak, love. Let me get this off my chest. I never loved her. She didn't give me the chance to. The pull I felt towards her was simply the bond clouding my judgement. The desperation with which I seeked to gain her attention was me simply yearning for happiness. If I had not been so lonely and upset all the time, maybe I wouldn't even have acknowledged the bond if she ignored it too.

"And maybe I am a bastard for that, but I don't know what had gotten over me for the past year or so. I had lost almost all of myself, until you came along.

"You-" Lucien looked at Y/n, his eyes bright "-you made me realise that I did not need another person to make me happy, and that I didn't have to stop being myself for someone to love me. And i will be eternally grateful to you for it."

Y/n shook her head, blinking away the tears that threatened to fall. "Lucien, you deserve to find love. You deserve to have a happy life."

"And I know that now. All because of you."

"But I did nothing." She sniffed, her cake forgotten in her hand.

"You didn't have to. Just simply being my friend and showing me kindness made a significant difference in how I saw myself."

"But what about Elain? What about the bond?"

He smiled. "She can be with anyone she wants now. She wanted to have control over some aspects of her life after having been forced to turn, and honestly, I don't blame her. I would have wanted to do the same if my life had been anything like her."

"And what about you?"

Y/n felt like she knew the answer, but she still wanted to know.

"I do not need a bond to be with someone I love, you know."

"And who is it that you love?"

His smile turned knowing. "You know the answer, don't you?"

"Tell me still. After all, you do love hearing yourself speak."

This was a serious moment, but Y/n felt like if she didn't try to lighten the air by joking, this would become real. And she didn't know if she could handle that.

"I love you, Y/n."

She closed her eyes, telling herself this was not real, that she would wake up soon, and realise this had been a dream. Just like all the times before she had had the dream of being with Lucien and then waking up, all alone in her bed and staring at the ceiling.

But when silence settled around her, him staring at her expectantly, she realised this was no dream.

That someone like Lucien really was in love with someone like her.

She closed her eyes, a tear slipping out of the corner of her eyes. "You don't mean that."

She felt his thumb brushing away the tear a moment before she felt his lips on her cheek. "I do. I am in love with you, my lady. I would do anything to show you how much I love you. To prove to you that I really do."

Her eyes fluttered open, staring into his eyes as he rested his forehead against hers. "Why?"

He chuckled. "What do you mean why? There is not need of a reason for me to love you. I simply love you because you exist."

After a moment, she whispered what she had been dying to scream. "I love you, Lucien. I love you so much."

His smile widened, and he began closing the distance between them. "Then let me be yours."

Just before their lips met, she mumbled. "Be mine."

And her body ignited.

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Her joints were creaking, but the old hag watched, and waited.

She had this primal need to have the little girl she'd watched grow up in front of her eyes find happiness, and she would threaten even the mother if the need arose to make Y/n happy.

But she didn't have to do that, because as she watched, the fire head male leaned in and pressed a kiss to Y/n's lips, and the old hag smiled, giddy with happiness and excitement.

And then she turned away, meaning to hobble back to the solstice celebration in the main square and leave the two younglings to enjoy the night together.

But then she paused, staring at the young female that stared at Y/n and the fire boy she'd fallen in love with.

Slowly, the old hag's brain remembered that this female with soft features and silky hair was the high lady's sister. And in turn, Lucien's mate.

Damn the mother. The old hag cursed, shaking her head.

"Leave them be." The hag ordered the girl in front of her, who turned to her with wide eyes. "They both deserve happiness. Don't you dare think about getting in the way."

The girl in the lilac dress nodded, her eyes becoming watery, but the hag had already begun walking away.

And after a final glance at the giggling couple on the riverbank, the girl turned away, jealousy and relief warring in her chest.

•○●⛦●○•

When Lucien pulled away, his hand still resting on her cheek, she couldn't stop a giggle from escaping. His lips quirked, a little swollen.

"Something funny?"

She shook her head, her cheeks warm as she turned back to the water. "Should we do a toast, my lord?"

He laughed at that, shifting closer to her as he put an arm around her shoulders. "And what will we toast with? We don't have wine or anything."

"We have these cakes." She pointed out.

He lifted his cake into the air. "Alright then. To love!"

Y/n wrinkled her nose. "And cakes!" She said as she raised her hand, and Lucien laughed.

He laughed, and laughed, and laughed.

Carefree and happy.

And Y/n simply watched, admiring.

Loving.

•○🌑○•

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cure-typhoon · 4 months

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please please please talk more about the beta troll’s friendship 🙏

You have summoned me in my favorite subject: 🎉🎉🎉🎉 FRIENDSHIP!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉 Take a sit because this is going to be long, so long i may end up dividing into different posts!

Okey so sadly we don't have a lot of info of the full group dynamic besides some clues and what we know is them literally at their worst thinking they we're going to die in a meteor,after a full one month campaign in the game they had won yet was taken from them being chased by an undefeatable enemy that destroyed their planets and probably their lusus too. And at the end three of them going on a rampage and killing the rest of the team

So not the most reliable info of how their normal dynamic as a friendgroup would be, but tbh it could never be "healthy friendgroup" in a human sense because, well, they live in Alternia.

But even in hell, the flower of friendship can blossom, so lets talk about the fucked up friendship between these kids:

We know little about how their friendship started, contrary with the Beta Kids that we know because of June's birthday presente for Jade arriving in the past to young Jade with her pesterchum and her probably looking at the clouds in Prospit and seeing there the pesterchum of Rose and Dave following suit

Because the Beta Trolls are a much bigger group and we dont really know if they actually celebrate their wriggling days, as none of the trolls mentioned it but it could also be in part because of Karkat's disdain for the celebration or them maybe not knowing because he is a very private kid after all

Maybe Kanaya was the first troll that befriended all of them, like Jade was and both of them being the assigned Space player of their group and the first ones to wake in Prospit, but i also doubt that considered she didnt went through the birthday gift shenanigan that young Jade went through

So what most likely happened: The trolls who we're closest to eachother (Equius and Vriska, Eridan and Feferi, Aradia and Tavros, Terezi and Vriska* (not totally sure about that one) and maybe Sollux and Aradia/Feferi) befriended eachother first and meet the rest (Karkat, Nepeta, Gamzee, Kanaya) online and just shared their info between eachother.

I honestly wonder who thought of the idea of all sharing their Trollian between eachother, maybe Feferi? maybe it just happened overtime? but what matters right now is the

F R I E N D S H I P

So today we will talk about the underrated friendships between the group

Starting with Aradia and Tavros! Both members of Team Charge, i see very few people talk about them as friends even though they were obviously very close considering they we're part of a Flarp campaign together.

Both seem to match pretty well personality wise, both adventurous and wanting to have fun in the game, Aradia knows that Tavros picked a hard class for himself yet she still encourages him and tries to cheer him on and advice him in the case of Vriska trying to get under his skin.

When Vriska starts to surrond him, she tries to communicate with her first, but sadly she and terezi where distracted by Doc Scratch, so he gets paralized

Side note: After Aradia and Terezi, his third option for asking for help is Karkat, which is...interesting, they dont talk a lot but when they do its Tavros trying to get advice/help from him (2 out of 3 convos), so either Karkat and Tavros have more convos besides the ones showed (very likely) or Karkat just having a reputation of helping with issues that he is the first one who comes to Tavros's mind

also Karkat calling him bro is so fucking funny cdbhd, idk if its sarcasm or if its genuine like with Eridan but he seems worried for a little before going on a rant about how stupid this is, only to come back trying to advice him to do this in private (also he winks at him as GTavrossprite but thats smt for the Tavkat shippers)

Anyway, back to Aradia, after her death we dont know about their relationship that much, we know that the whole reason that this whole revenge cycle was because Aradia wanted to avenge Tavros

But after her death, we don't know if they talk or if Tavros even knows she is dead, as it was mostly secret that only Sollux, Vriska, Terezi and Equius seem to know,

What we know is that Aradia keeps Tavros close to her heart, as the only reason she didnt straight up kill Vriska is

Because he was there to see it

And thats all the info we have of their relationship while Aradia was a robot, is more than likely Tavros confronted Vriska (besides creating Bec Noir) because Aradiabot had just exploded and he was blaming her for that too (especulation)

Their post-death/revival shows them having the same relationship pre-aradia's death, after they find eachother in the afterlife

Theyre big pals :)

Staying with Tavros, another friendship people dont seem to talk a lot about is Kanaya and Tavros, which tbh, we dont have a conversation on screen between them, but we know they talk and Kanaya tries to mediate to help him when Vriska is bullying him

And also, even after she cut Vriska out because of the whole ''Having a crush on her but finding out she has a crush on Tavros'' (probably because she was sulking) she seems to have a fine relationship with Tavros, as she made a Tinkerbull plushie for him

To other friendships, Kanaya and Feferi! Another group of trolls with very few coversations, but we can easily tell in those that they cared for eachother

They have a lot in common, being of the few trolls who woked up in their moons before the game, having a huge responsability as their lusus can either kill or revive their entire civilization, being in a unhappy moiralliagance (with their cases kinda mirroring eachother, with Feferi not wanting to be in any quadrants while Eridan wants to change them, while Kanaya wants to change quadrants while Vriska seems to be fine with where they are) and knowing their lusus were going to die when they were 13

Feferi and Kanaya seem to have very a similar relationship as Karkat and Eridan, where they advise eachother about their moirals + possible romantic relationships. And their very contrasting personalities helps them balance eachother out

Feferi is even comfortable enough to invite Kanaya to the horn pile and knowing Kanaya's expressions enough to guess that she is nervous about coming off as meddling with them

After Feferi gets killed off, Kanaya is already ready to attack, only waiting to see what Eridan is planning to do, attack her first or trying to escape

If it weren't for Kanaya distracting herself with the matriorb, and Eridan inmediately picking on this opportunity

To piss her off enough to set her off and attack him first

So she is an easier target that he can kill her off without a fight

Speaking about this two, next time we will to talk about the complicated (annoying) friendship between these two, why next time? because this post is already getting to fucking long!

Come here for Part 2 -> Here! (when its done this will get updated with a link lol)

#i need to name this saga as it will be multiple posts #The unspoken friendships #good enough ig #homestuck #beta trolls #aradia megido #tavros nitram #kanaya maryam #feferi peixes #eridan ampora #karkat vantas #jade harley

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jadeddangel · 2 months

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Headcanons for Sun and Moon having unrequited crushes on the same person?

I'm literally gonna cry! Why sun?! WHYD YOU DO THIS TO MY BABY

Sundrop x Reader x Moondrop

Unrequited love from Sun and Moon

Unrequited: not requited : not reciprocated or returned in kind

Art is not mine

Sundrop:

Sun at first really doesn't get it

He just wants to be around you all the time

He doesn't really know what the feeling is called

He tried to describe it to you and tried to ask if you felt the same

This poor baby doesn't understand why you don't feel the same

I mean he thought you did

You were always nice to him

You always colored with him and him gifts when you thought of him

He hadn't really accepted it and started distancing himself from you

Even when it came to taking care of the kids

He started to hate puppet shows since he worked with you for it

He brought up to the staff that he was thinking about getting a different daycare helper

"Mx. Attendent? Can I talk to you?" Sun asked, skipping towards you

You turned your head, giving sun a smile. "mhm! Sure thing sun what's up?"

Sun smiled and sat down in front of you "Well uhm there's this feeling it's weird it makes me feel weird around you, like I never wanna leave you and I just wanna be around you all the time.. do you uhm feel the same?" Sun asked, stumbling over his words a bit.

"Oh.. oh no.. Sun I'm so sorry.. I really dont.. " you whispered

"Oh, uhm.. It's ok, dear friend! Thank you for listening to me, " Sun said, getting up and using his tether to go up to the room above the ballpit

He didn't leave the room to help you clean and only came out to play with the kids and then went back

Moondrop:

Oh boy

Instead of having to describe what he was feeling he did research and found the word that describes it best

He was hesitant to tell you

He mostly started hanging out with you more

He tried giving you gifts and tried being nicer to you

He told you after attempting to "court" you for a few months

He waited until after hours to tell you

he set up a nice late night dinner with whatever he could find

It was some pizza and some flowers somebody had forgot

Moon stood waiting by one of the tables standing straight waiting for you to turn around

You turned around. "Hey Moon, I'm done with the...tables?" You slowly stopped speaking

Moon cleared his voice box slightly. "I was wondering if you would have dinner with me as a date?" Moon said hesitantly

"Oh moony.. I don't really see you that way.." you said softly

Moon put the flowers down. "I was playing with you, ugh. I can't believe you fell for that. How dumb"

Moon was, in fact, not playing, and he purposefully avoided you whenever you were alone..

#five nights at freddy's security breach #five nights at freddys sb #fnaf security breach #fnaf sb #five nights at freddys security breach x reader #five nights at freddy's sb x reader #fnaf security breach x reader #fnaf sb x reader #sundrop x reader #sun x reader #moondrop x reader #moon x reader #fnaf sb sundrop #fnaf sb sun #fnaf sb moondrop #fnaf sb moon #x reader #jaded works🪶

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itsmattchou · 8 months

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we are diamonds shining today !

pairing: kim gyuvin x gn!reader warnings: reader implied to be shorter than gyuvin (and being cute and adorable), worrying about exams, mentions of food, scary place wah, gyuvin is s t u p i d, yujin is anti love!!!, implied suggestive something idk, english isn't my first language!!! genre: fluff, crack synopsis: 5 "first times" with kim gyuvin. notes: LATE HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO GYUVIN!! pls dont flop pls dont flop

the first time he kissed top of your head. it was a rainy wednesday, barely a month into your relationship with gyuvin. like always the two of you spent the lunch break together, just the two of you at your secret spot. while gyuvin was munching on carrots bugs bunny style, you confided in him about you being scared of the exam that was going to be written in a few- the bell rang- the exam that was going to be written now. you stood up and told gyuvin to please bury you once the exam was done, but he just shook his head and moved to stand in front of you, his hands placed on your shoulders rubbing soothing circles.

"you're going to do well, don't worry about it. i believe that you can nail it." he then placed a delicate kiss to the top of your head, succeeding in cheering you up.

the first time he tried sacrificing you. gyuvin was known for being a scaredy cat and hater of everything scary. he despised horror movies with a passion, whenever he sees someone playing a video game he exits as fast as possible, and he would hate halloween too if it weren't for the sweets making up for it. but you being his cute and adorable partner, managed to drag him into a horror house at the fair. it only took you half an hour of talking into him, a teddy bear and a months supply of cotton candy! but once you entered the building, the 6 foot man named gyuvin hid behind you as if he was a little child, only occasionally peeking over your shoulder.

suddenly, skeleton shot out from behind a corner, startling you and gyuvin. but your boyfriend wasted no time in screaming, "take them! take them instead! i'm too young to die!"

the first time he canceled a date. going on dates with gyuvin was one of your favorite activities. i mean, obviously, who wouldn't enjoy spending even more time with that boy? you two always took turns planning the dates, and the date you were supposed to go on tomorrow was planned by gyuvin. but in the evening your boyfriend called you and apologized to you a billion times before he confessed that he had to cancel it. of course you weren't pleased, asking him for the reason- but what he explained to you bummed you out. gyuvin liked to gift you flowers, mostly on dates, sometimes even for no occasion at all. turns out he never got those flowers from a flower shop, but his mothers garden instead. mrs kim, busy as ever, only that day had the time to finally take care of her garden again, only to find the mess gyuvin left behind when he straight up dug the flowers out of the flowerbeds to gift them to you.

"she grounded me! can you believe this?!" gyuvin complained on the one end of the line, while you were speechless on the other end trying to figure out how to slap gyuvin per telephone.

the first time he said "i love you". you going out with gyuvins friends wasn't unusual. matter of fact, spending time with his best friends was incredibly fun. sometimes, when you were having another playful fight with gyuvin, you'd just tell him that you liked spending time with ricky, gunwook and yujin more than spending time with gyuvin, resulting in gyuvin falling to the ground and rolling around dramatically, screeching something about you killing him in a ruthless way. it was another day of spending time with your boyfriend and your boyfriends boy friends and you five went to the arcade together. after hours of competing against gyuvin in multiple games (you won of course), you two went to buy some drinks as he asked you in a joking manner if you still preferred to spend time with his friends, and you told him the truth. of course you loved spending time with him more than anything and you'd choose him over ricky, yujin or gunwook any and every day.

gyuvin softly smiled at you before he blurted out an "i love you". it would've been a really emotional and romantic moment between the two of you if it weren't for yujin who suddenly popped out behind some corner, making gagging noises.

the first time he let you do his hair. it was another rainy day, a saturday this time though, and gyuvin was going to spend the night at your place tonight- leaving the door to your room open just a crack for the sake of your mothers sanity and wellbeing. you two were watching some silly romance movie gyuvin picked for you to watch, cuddled up on your bed with gyuvins head on your chest and his arms around your waist, and your hands in his hair, playing with it. you really liked gyuvins hair- he'd sometimes even accuse you of only dating him for it- and playing with it was a habit, even a must at this point. you weren't really paying attention to the movie, rather admiring your boyfriend, as suddenly a scene in the movie piqued your interest. the girl was styling her boyfriends hair in silly ways, while the boy was mumbling about not deserving that kind of punishment- only to be upset the second she offered to leave his hair in peace. with a grin on your face you called out your boyfriends name who only sighed dramatically loud in response, already knowing what you were gonna ask for. but of course you ended up convincing gyuvin to let you do it too, he just loved you too much to say no.

"please don't make me end up bald!" gyuvin whined while you were braiding his hair. you scoffed and told him to just keep on watching the movie without paying any mind to you, promising him to not cut his hair off (even with no scissors or razors in reach).

#zb1 #zerobaseone #kim gyuvin x reader #zb1 x reader #zb1 headcanons #zb1 reactions #zb1 scenarios #boys planet #kim gyuvin #kim gyuvin fluff #zb1 imagines

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quartztwst · 3 months

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Hii, sorry if this is a weird question, but it seems like you know Azul's character rlly well, so I wanted to ask - Do you think he'd be more of a tsundere in any kind of relationship (platonic or romantic) or open about his feelings? Have a nice day!

OHHH NO YOU ASKED THE WRONGGGG PERSONNNNNDKFJNAKADJSFNSNDKF i literally characterize Azul so bad i literally wrote him cooking meth and him being silly……. There’s plenty of people that do a much better way of understanding Azul’s personality and his relationships like @/pianostarinwonderland and some others nfasdfkjsk

I am the LAST PERSON TO BE ASKED THIS BC I DO TOO MUCH STUPID SHIT WITH HIM HRELPRL but I’ll give you my opinion!! Btw it’s not properly typed bc i love rambling

FIRST… AN (ATTEMPT) UNDERSTANDING OF AZUL (BECAUSE I CANNOT “ANALYZE”) IN HOW HE VIEWS RELATIONSHIPS:

From what personal stories and the game shows, Azul views relationships as transactional. YES I KNOW EVERYONE HAS SAID THAT BUT IT’S SUCH A MAJOR TRAIT IN HIS PERSONALITY. It’s just the truth.

In his stupid PE uniform R personal story, Azul sucks at flying (AS EVER) and Vargas pairs him up with Jamil to help his pathetic attempts. Jamil is obviously annoyed and proceeds to try to help Azul but Azul replies with a “what do you want?” CLEARLY THINKING THAT JAMIL WANTS SOMETHING OUT OF HIM FOR HELPING AZUL FLY ON A BROOM. Jamil doesn’t.. Like he doesn’t care he just wants to get this over with

But you get what I’m saying. Azul’s way of relationships isn’t really.. HEALTHY?? He views relationships as beneficial and transactional. You give and you take… but with friendship!!! It’s not a very healthy way to live but hey, what do you do when you’ve been bullied into nothing. He’s probably been in the “hey, my friend likes you” joke that “those” kids do.

(Okay idk why I said that its actually hurting me while thinking that I’m literally taking damage)

Anyways, what I’m saying is that he’s been treated as a joke by his peers and he probably does his contract deals to be treated seriously. I know it doesn’t sound irrelevant because I’m fucking typing what’s coming to mind but I feel like it’s connected to how he views relationships.

Also take a note on how he also views the tweels. (YES THEY ARE BEST FRIENDS THEY JUST DONT WANNA ADMIT IT). They aren’t servant and master like Jamil and Kalim but they are together like a business deal. They assist Azul and in return, it better be fun for them. (AND THEY WILL NEVER LEAVE AZUL I SWEAR THEY ARE BEST FRIENDS THEY ARE-)

We also need to take a note on how his parents are divorced. This can also affect a child’s view on relationships. (YES HE DOESN’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT HIS BIOLOGICAL DAD JUST LET ME SPEAK)

He has never spoke of his biological father and praises his step father in which he calls “father.” It’s either Azul doesn’t give a fuck about his dad or just forgot about him which is understandable. (Why remember when he doesn’t serve a purpose in your life but your birth?)

But it seems like his mom and step father have a good relationship since he mentions that they get along well and are a good couple which probably will inspire Azul

So what i will piece here is that Azul finds relationships and friendships as transactional but if he were to find an actual SERIOUS romantic relationship, he’ll try to make it work. Also him and the tweels are besties.

SECOND… THE ACTUAL FUCKING QUESTION… TSUNDERE OR OPEN???:

(This is in a Azul Ashengrotto x Reader (Prefect) way)

Personally, I kinda like tsunderes……………… so like a tsundere Azul I would love a lot. Idk i love it when characters get flustered but I wouldn’t think Azul would be a tsundere unless it depends on the person.

In friendships, he would probably see you a business transaction. Someone that will benefit him but he would be kind of sweet??

I MEAN LIKE in a way he would gift you a small souvenir from a school trip.

You know during the City of Flowers trip, he bought the Tweels a souvenir. I would like to think you were at the level of the tweels………. But you’re not.

He gifts you a sweet souvenir and he suddenly says you owe him LMAOOOO

He offers to tutor you and you suddenly owe him

He offers to give you a SMALL discount and then you suddenly owe him

A LOT OF TRANSACTIONS but he cares about you and it benefits you.

He would probably tease you a little too

HOWEVER… ROMANTICALLY IS CONFUSING..

Let’s say he has a crush on you. He’s kind of embarrassed and probably tries his best to hide it a lot BECAUSE HIS ASS IS BY THE TWEELS ALL DAY. A SENSE OF WEAKNESS AND HE’S PROBABLY TEASED LMAO.

Floyd: “Hey, Azul, why are you staring at Shrimpy for so long?”

Azul, has no idea what the fuck is happening to him: “.. Me either.”

At the start, it’s probably so confusing for Azul.

He probably had crushes in elementary school but since he was bullied, he probably saw himself as undesirable which made him keep the feelings to himself to prevent further bullying.

So he’ll try to hide it. SO like OH HE’S FACING YOU?? He’s turning away. He was a bit too comfortable to you?? BYE YOU NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN. He brushed his hand on yours? Omg he’s like 6 feet away from you. I’M EXAGGERATING but he’s a little distant.

And it’s not like he’s visibly flustered. He’s very good at what he does.

I wouldn’t say he would be tsundere but shy and fucking scared LMAO

He’s trying his best to not show signs of affection to you because he doesn’t know how you feel about him

After accepting it, he doesn’t know what to do next. He doesn’t know if he should confess or just let it fade away because his previous crushes faded away.

Azul is a very observant mf so I feel like he would try to observe how you act around him to make his judgement on if he should make his move. (Ew that’s creepy.. but i meant it if you actually feel comfortable around his company or if you feel hostile around him)

His FIRST MOVE… is a FUCKING TRANSACTION.

Azul: “Prefect, I’ve been noticing how awful your study habits are! I’ve been wondering if you need any tips or assistance with it. I would be happy to help you study and be your tutor! … F-For a price of course!”

He’s trying ok. Take it or leave it.

He thinks as long he is beneficial to you, you might find him a bit worthy to have your attention and also it’s to up his confidence

He continues to make these small and helpful transactions and deals until he gets a little more confident.

I feel like he would think his flirting is obvious but his reputation pictures him as a sneaky guy that it doesn’t look genuine.

He is trying his best to look genuine but with his reputation… ermm.. sure buddy.

Azul probably has a plan to get you to date him idk like not in a EVIL SCARY way but in a desperate and pathetic attempt

So basically uh

HE’S TRYING HIS BEST TO BE OPEN 👍

When y’all start dating i feel like he’ll end up more open to you. Gifting you stuff and being on dates.

I adore tsundere Azul still

This is mostly just rambling and things i would think would fit Azul in MY OPINION I’m not good at writing Azul seriously

#azul ashengrotto #twisted wonderland #twst #I SUCK AT WRITING AZUL IM SO SORRY #azul ashengrotto x reader

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gilded-garnet · 10 months

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He Doesn't Even Know You

Sebastian Sallow x F!MC

WC: ~ 2K / Warnings: None

Summary: MC had a boyfriend, and Sebastian was miserable. What made it worse was the fact that he had unwittingly made it happen in the first place.

It had started when his fellow Slytherin, a seventh year boy by the name of Avery, had benignly asked him if he knew what MC's favourite flower was. Avery had claimed he simply wanted to give a gift to the 'Hero of Hogwarts' as a thank you for saving the school during their previous year.

In hindsight, Sebastian couldn't quite believe how naive he'd been, not thinking to question this rather flimsy motive. He had answered truthfully, not thinking of the possible consequences.

Unfortunately, his advice had rapidly led to the development of an actual relationship between the two. A relationship in which Sebastian now found himself an unwilling participant.

Avery had started coming to him for everything, wanting to extract any piece of information he could in order to dazzle MC. With each passing request, Sebastian became increasingly tempted to tell the guy to get lost and learn how to impress a girl on his own. However, just one glance at MC's delighted face whenever she received a box of her favourite chocolates or an item of jewellery with her favourite gemstone, meant that Sebastian couldn't find it in himself to stop helping the useless dolt.

Just half a year more and he'll be gone, he told himself. He could cope for that long, couldn't he, for her sake? It turned out he vastly overestimated his own level of tolerance.

"Oh, it was amazing, Sebastian!" She gushed to him between classes. "Just the other day, he took me to this spot overlooking the hills and river. It was simply divine."

She sighed dreamily in a way that made Sebastian's insides curl. He already knew it was amazing. After all, he was the one who had found the spot in the first place and suggested it to the fool. As if that insufferable moon mind could think up anything like that on his own.

He didn't trust himself to speak with an acceptable level of enthusiasm, so simply grit his teeth and nodded. She picked up on his foul mood immediately, reaching out to grab his arm and stop him in his tracks, a small frown on her face.

"Look, Sebastian, I know you don't particularly like him, but would it kill you to at least pretend to be happy for me?" She asked.

Oh, if only she knew what he was doing to make sure she was happy, he thought bitterly.

"I'm not sure it matters what I think of him; I'm not the one dating him," he replied, trying to keep his voice level and tone dismissive.

Her frown deepened. "You're my best friend. Of course your opinion matters to me," she insisted.

The rational part of his mind knew he should leave the conversation there, but Sebastian had always had a flair for confrontation.

"Fine. I'll tell you what I think," he stated, crossing his arms in frustration. "I dont think he's right for you."

"Why?" She asked, still calm for now.

"Because he doesn't know a damn thing about you, MC!" He snapped, unable to hold it in any longer.

Her eyebrows rose in confusion, "That's ridiculous, he knows lots about me."

Sebastian couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Like your favourite chocolates, lessons, and flower? You think he just guessed all that information? Come on MC, you're smarter than that," he scoffed.

"He just listens to me," she insisted, cheeks turning pink in indignation.

"He doesn't," he replied, flatly.

"And how would you know?" She demanded, incensed.

"Because he's been coming to me since the start for advice on how to woo you. Hell, he only took you to that spot the other day because I suggested it to him!" Sebastian fumed.

Despite his anger, he found immense relief in the admittance, like the ball and chain that had been dragging at his heels for months had finally fallen away, leaving him feeling lighter. That is, until he saw MC's bottom lip quivering, which quickly brought him crashing back down to earth.

"You can be really cruel sometimes, Sebastian," she said, her voice shaking with emotion.

He blinked dumbly, taken by surprise. "What?"

"Just because you're jealous, doesn't mean you can make up stuff like that," she snapped, her eyes brimming with tears. She turned on her heel and sped away, books clutched tightly to her chest.

He was gobsmacked. First, at her thinking he was lying about the whole thing, and second, that she thought he was lying because he was jealous.

He suddenly had the overriding urge to set something on fire, so decided to skip Ancient Runes altogether in favour of venting his rage at a training dummy in the Undercroft, all the while picturing it wearing Avery's face.

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That evening, Avery cornered him in the Slytherin common room as he made his way to bed. He'd ended up 'practicing' in the Undercroft for hours, and now felt completely drained of energy.

"Sebastian, just the man I wanted to see. MC's in a right foul mood; you wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you? Anything I can do to help calm her down?" Avery asked, concerned.

"She's your girlfriend - figure it out," Sebastian snarled, thinking that Avery was very lucky he could barely raise his wand arm. He barged him roughly aside with his shoulder so he could walk up the stairs to his dorm, ignoring Avery's spluttered protest.

Ominis was already there, sitting on his bed with his legs crossed at the ankle, a book on his lap. "Our mutual friend isn't too happy with you," he stated.

Sebastian only grunted in response, kicking off his boots and falling face-first into the pillow on his own bed, wrapping his arms around it.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Ominis probed, his voice teasing.

"No."

"Ok."

The silence lasted all of one minute before Sebastian huffed loudly, turning onto his side to face his friend.

"I told MC the truth about Avery. She accused me of making up the fact that I am the sole reason that she and him are together. Then, she said that I was jealous and that's the reason I made it up!" Sebastian disclosed, exasperated.

"And are you?" Ominis asked.

"Am I what?"

"Jealous."

Sebastian scoffed. "I'm not jealous, Ominis. It's more like I'm sick to death of him taking all the credit for my ideas." Sebastian groused, frowning.

"Alright," Ominis said a little too lightly.

"What does that mean?" Sebastian demanded.

"I just said 'alright'," Ominis remarked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, but it was the way you said it."

Ominis huffed in frustration. "Sebastian, I am not going to tell you how you do or do not feel. What I will tell you is that I can understand why she might be upset with you when you basically told her that her entire relationship is a lie."

Sebastian groaned. "I didn't mean for it to go on for this long. I've been meaning to tell Avery to piss off for ages, but she just looked so happy and I couldn't..." he trailed off miserably.

"Give her time, she'll come around eventually. She always seems to when it comes to you," Ominis assured.

"She isn't the only one," Sebastian teased, chuckling when Ominis shot him an irritated look. Goading his oldest friend was one of Sebastian's favourite pastimes.

"Oh please. If anything, you're the one who always ends up crawling back to me. Now, shut up and go to bed, I've had enough of your moping for one day."

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It had been a whole month and she still hadn't spoken to him. More tragically, she and that useless waste of space were still together, even without his input. The thought left him feeling rather cold, and he felt his mood deteriorating further which each passing day. When he would try and catch her eye during class she would look away, and tracking her down outside of the classroom proved an impossible task. Merlin knows what that girl got up to in her spare time.

At one point, he'd even considered sending her an owl to beg for forgiveness. He had gotten halfway through writing a confession that he had indeed been lying about the whole thing, before he scrunched it into a ball and threw it unceremoniously into the fire. He couldn't bring himself to actually lie about it; it left too sour a taste in his mouth.

The Undercroft had become a necessary retreat, and he frequented the room almost daily to work out his frustrations. He was halfway through casting a barrage of spells when he heard a voice behind him.

"Sebastian?"

He froze with his wand raised mid-cast, turning quickly to face her. Her eyes were red-rimmed and slightly bloodshot, like she had been crying recently. It made his heart clench.

"I'm sorry for calling you a liar," she said. "I - I've realised that... that you were right. Avery and I don't have much in common after all. I ended it with him today."

"I'm sorry," he said, automatically.

She waved her hand dismissively. "I think I was just angry to find out that my entire relationship wasn't what I thought it was, you know? I really thought I'd found someone who truly understood me."

"I shouldn't have helped him for so long and kept it from you. I apologise," he said, truthfully.

She looked up at him then, gaze calculating. "Why did you help him?"

"Well, the first time was a total accident, to be honest. After that...I don't know. I guess I saw how happy you were and didn't want to be the one to ruin it." He laughed sardonically, rubbing the back of his neck, "though I guess I did that anyway, didn't I?"

"It's quite the habit of yours," she remarked, teasing, but it made him feel awful all the same.

"Yeah..."

She smiled softly at him, before crossing the floor and throwing her arms around his middle in a hug. He tensed, surprised, but soon wrapped his own arms around her, holding her close. Her hair smelled of lavender and he realised in that moment how desperately he'd missed the scent.

"I missed you," he murmered into her hair, gripping her a little tighter. The admittance made him feel a bit vulnerable.

"I missed you, too," she answered, the words becoming muffled by his shoulder.

After a long moment she regretfully pulled away. There was a twinkle in her eyes.

"I must say, I never took you for such a romantic, Sebastian. Some of those date and gift ideas were incredibly thoughtful of you," she remarked.

He could feel his face heating. "Oh, don't start. You talk my ear off all day every day; it was easy."

"Yes, but you listened."

"I care about you. It matters to me what you like and what makes you happy," he replied, surprised at his own candour.

Her eyes widened slightly, and he was now absolutely sure he must be blushing. He cleared his throat, the moment suddenly feeling too charged.

"Now, how about we both forget about that idiot and try and hex each other into oblivion. Care for a duel?" He challenged, twirling his wand between his fingers.

She laughed, and it was beautiful. "You always know what to say to cheer me up," she said, withdrawing her own wand from her pocket.

Seeing that smile directed at him once more made his heart beat faster and he felt his own lips turn up in response. Perhaps the rest of the year wouldn't be so unbearable, after all.

#sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow x mc #sebastian sallow fanfiction #sebastian sallow fanfic #hogwarts legacy fic #hogwarts legacy fanfiction #finally I managed to finish one of my WIPs!

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stxrmylxve · 1 year

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Hi!

One of your big fans here.

I love your writing style 💜

May I ask what would be your take for TR guys confessions? Like they would know they are in love and come to terms with it and they would decide to confess to their s/o.

Thank you for considering my request :)

aww baby hi!! im so glad you like my stuff <33 ofc i can! i live for these confessions :)

Mikey:

wouldn’t ever come to terms with it

he thinks he just likes your company

its draken that has to tell him

once he gets it through his head, he blushes every time he sees you

bro is a tomato when he sees you though-

has no clue how to confess

like.. at all

”y/n i like you.”

that’s it, that’s all you get

you can’t help but giggle as he stands there confused

”is that good?” he asks draken as the man shakes his head

”sure mikey, sure.”

Draken:

much more mature so he immediately recognized his feelings

has a hard time confessing though

constant thoughts flood his mind

is that cheesy? do you want gifts? will it be awkward?

so worried over nothing

buys big flowers and all, dresses up, looks handsome and all

and you simply say “you kno, i dont need all these gifts”

he stands there in awe as you give him a small peck with a giggle

you take the flowers and hold your hand out, taking his into yours as you both walk together

he wasn’t leading this anymore, it was all you

Mitsuya:

the ultimate package

mature enough to realize he has feelings AND knows how to confess

it helps having sisters i guess

abnormally calm around you

internally he is freaking out, don’t lie

”y/n.” he says, breaking you out of your studying trance as you looked up

before you could even answer, he pushes the hair away from your eyes with a soft smile

”i like you. i’ve liked you for a while. would you be interested in going on a date with me?”

you’re done. nope.

fall over red as he peers over at you with a laugh

he’s just so.. AHH dreamy

Chifuyu:

okay so here’s the funny thing

you fell for him first

you hid it though, worried he would not like you as a friend and you hated to loose the great friendship you had with him and baji

but when he formed a liking?

ho ho ho that was a game changer

he was a whole nother person around you

“baji.. is he okay?” you asked

“y/n are you an idiot? he likes you” baji says with a desdpanned look

”baji-san! i wanted to tell them!”

Baji:

he’s like a cat

if he likes you, expect him all over you

not in a nsfw way LOL

He just loves you sm

loves affection too omg

the best cuddles 24/7

buys you little gifts

he never actually confessed himself lol

it was just so natural and then it just like… happened

one minute he had his face tucked into your tummy the next you two were kissing

but he got you so it’s a win-win

Hanma:

“kisaki~ where is y/n?” hanma asks as he leans back in his chair

”in her office-“

”alright cya later”

loves visiting you

always comes in, whether you’re talking with someone or not, with a goofy smile

”baby!” he comes in, completely ignoring the other co-worker as he slung his lanky arms around you

”hanma, someone is in here right now. can you give me a few minutes? just sit on the couch over there please”

he sits there with a pout on his face as he glares daggers into the back of the other persons’s skull

once they leave, he is all over you again

places a few kisses on your neck, temple, all over your face as you laugh

”you know, people might think that we’re a couple, hanma”

”then let’s be one.”

Izana:

has no good understanding about true love

kakucho has to quiz him in order to get to the bottom of his feelings for him

”izana, you like them.”

”what?? no way, i just think of them as a cute friend.”

”there’s no such think, you like them.”

”no!”

”yes, you do.”

awkward from that point on with you

”everything alright izana?”

you were met with silence as you paused the massage on his shoulders, allowing him to fall back into your chest

”kaku says i like you. but i just think you’re cute… is that the same thing?”

you give him a soft smile and place a small peck on his nose as you nod

”yes, it’s the same thing silly”

Takemichi:

“i- well- i guess. do I? Chifuyu… do i?!”

full on panics

what if you dont like him back?

what if you think he is a crybaby?

what if you think of him only as a friend?

what if…

”takemichi, it’s fine. I can set you up, just give her the note and run!” chifuyu says with a devious smile as takemichi gulps

in the end, he fails, forgets the note, and end up stammering over his words like a child

”i.. uhm.. y/n..”

forgets his words completely

”takemichi, look at me and say it.” you say softly

he meets your warm gaze, suddenly gaining all the confidence he needed

”y/n i like you!” he says with a unnecessary bow

“stand up silly, no need to be so formal.”

Shinichiro:

total daddy

ANYWAYS

knows what he’s doing

he’s sadly done this before with other people, all of which either cheated on him or left him alone and hurt

he thinks you’re just… different

you give the vibe that no matter what, even if it needed to be ended, you would be hurt too

”uhm.. y/n can we talk?” he says, alerting you as you turned around to meet his shy gaze

”what’s up?” you ask, setting down your things

“what would you do, theoretically, if i said i liked you..?” he says fidgeting with his fingers

“is that a confession?” you challenge with a smile

”depends” he says, joining your smile with a grin of his own

“then i would say yes, theoretically of course.”

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equallyshaw · 6 months

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So I lay in your arms and pretend that it's love | trevor zegras.

based off olivia rodrigo's song- scared of my guitar!

trevor x singer nameless oc!

not too sure if i wanna do gif's or pictures like that above..trying something new out (:

word count: 2.3k+

warnings: tbh, she's toxic...pls dont be like her.

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Perfect, easy, so good to me So why's there a pit in my gut in the shape of you? Distract myself, say it's somethin' else Maybe I'm just overwhelmed, maybe I'm confused

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for around 11 months it was pure bliss...the two of them everywhere and anywhere. onlookers looked on with smiles and hushed whispers about how 'in love' they were. the two of them moved quickly in their relationship, but nobody found anything weird with it based on how their friends watched them and how they spoke about one another in the media when asked. trevor loved bringing home flowers whenever he came back from a roadie, or just because he felt like it. he showered her with gifts from the get-go as her own life was beginning to fill with riches, as her music career took off.

but once the 1 year mark was coming closer and closer, she began to feel a sense of dread. a sense of anxiety and fear, she hadn't had before. whenever she heard his name in passing or whenever somebody asked her about him, she'd freeze and stutter; not sure what to exactly say. or what was weirder, was that she spent more and more time at her apartment in la and not at his newport house...claiming that the record label was hounding her for an album and she was working day and night, like a dog. she did whatever she could in order to not think about him may it be hanging with friends, driving up and down the coast to san diego to visit family and taking spur of the moment trips with her friends. and when people asked her what was wrong or what she was thinking about, she'd always say 'work' and every white lie that came with that topic.

but when she see's trevor sporadically, she understands why she fell in love with him in the first place. he's charming, relentlessly nerdy, incredibly kind and respectful; all of which she adores. and while basking in that feeling for a bit of time, she feels guilty about how her feelings change when she's not with him. she then chalks it up to work, and how much pressure the label is giving her. so maybe just maybe, she'll stick it out with trevor.

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Barely sleep when you sleep next to me

But I keep thinkin' I'll find a cure

I say that I'm fine, I tell you all the time

I've never felt so happy and sure

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shortly after their one year, as she stays with trevor about once or twice a week, she can't help but toss and turn all night. claiming she's just stressed and overly exhausted, and he buys it all. he buys all her, "I've never been happier" or "I've never felt so sure about something in my entire life". he buys the, "once im done with the album ill move in with you." too, yet she knows they wont last. that sickening and dreadful feeling that keeps her up at night.

she goes to all of these lengths just to keep her heart from collapsing and her conscious from crumbling above her, and yet she knows right from wrong. she know's that the one that would be hurt the most is him.

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But I'm so scared of my guitar'

Cause it cuts right through to the heart

Yeah, it knows me too well so I got no excuse

I can't lie to it the same way that I lie to you

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but then when she sits down to write and come up with the chords for a song, she cant help but cry. everything becoming too much for her, her closest friends and producer seeing right through her. her music speaking the words, she can't help but think but not say. she knows that if she lies in a song, she'd be betraying her heart and her soul. her music being her lifelong love and escape, would truly affect her relationship with it.

◦

So I lay in your arms and pretend that it's love

◦

around a year and five months, she stopped writing. she stopped playing her guitar until the early morning hours. she stopped recording, citing that she was dealing with some personal issue. once the acknowledgment of 'oh shit, i need to break things off- soon' hit her mind one day during a writing session, she knew she couldn't write or sing until she did just that. and so she made her way down the coast to newport to do just that, but when she walked inside she saw a doe-eyed and blissful trevor in her midst. she crumbled right then and there, allowing him to make their way to the bedroom. she laid in his arms, not being able to fall asleep once again; and reminding herself that she loved trevor .. or at least needed to remind herself more. was it though? at least on her part?

◦

I was ravin', no boy like you I had the nerve to just stop stringin' you all along But I'm not half as decent as you I'd rather be tied to someone, even if they're wrong

◦

trevor was the guy, she thought when they first met. she thought that they were end game and would go to the absolute ends of the galaxy to believe that, to show and make people believe it too. and after some point, she felt guilty about stringing him along and talking about their future plans together. another morning she stopped by abruptly on her way from san diego, she knew she had to break things off with him. yet when she arrived at his place, she found him making breakfast and the brightest smile she hadn't seen in awhile. he went along and continued with his breakfast but not before making a cup of coffee for her and a extra serving of his breakfast for her. before leading her over to the dining room table and held her hand as they ate. guilt crept up her spine as she looked at him, talking about something that had happened on a road trip and she felt a pang in her heart. she was a coward. rather than break the band aid and say what she'd wanted to say for months now...she let him continue to speak.

he was a better person than she was, she thought. he would have ended things a long time ago if he'd felt what she'd felt or thought. he wouldn't have continued to string her along. he was a good person like that. but her? she was half the person he was, he was a good person with good intentions. the culprit?

she didn't want to be alone.

◦

I make excuses, my friends know the truth is I'm not as alright as I claim I say that I'm fine, I tell them all the time As they watch all the life fade away

◦

the life was draining from her and her friends watched as it did. she was hiding herself away in her los angeles apartment, shortly after she stopped writing. they were all rightfully concerned with her mental health and wouldn't take the 'im fine's!" she hurled at them time and time again. they even reached out to trevor and even he could not get her to come out of her shell. though, he never got the full story of why she was like that. he dropped around unannounced before and after practice, sometimes staying the night but most times slipping out after she'd fallen asleep. but not without a soft kiss to her temple, and tiptoeing out. his family and friends grew concerned when he opted to stay in newport for the offseason. by the offseason, she'd gone back into the studio and pushed through. the studio eating up whatever she had written, and loved it all.

◦

I pretend that it's love, love

'Cause what if I never find anything better? The doubt always creeps through my mind So we'll stay together 'cause how could I ever Trade somethin' that's good for what's right?

◦

with no end in sight, she continued to push through with the relationship, trying to get back to how things were before when she was without a doubt, happy and in love. when trevor does finally leave the sunshine state to go visit family and friends, she stays up thinking about her and trevor's future. would she find anybody better than him? would she find the love that they shared early in their relationship? would she find somebody almost as arrogantly confident? somebody with an infinite passion for what they do? their (affectionately) dumb friends who adored her? and somebody with a zest for life? her journals filled to the brim that summer with what had been eating her up inside.

when trevor comes back right before the season begins, he take's her out to malibu one early morning before the sunrise. she was groggy and tired from the night before, and so when she was awoken abruptly she groaned; trying to desperately to go back to bed. trevor said that he wanted to go for a sunrise and she hummed, thinking he'd go by himself. but instead, he tickled her enough to wake her up and she dreaded getting out of bed. they drove up to malibu that September 2nd, and held one another as he wrapped his arms around her from behind. he bit the inside of his cheek, body filled with nerves and anxiety. he whispered her name to begin with, and in the most trevor and most un trevor way, he proposed. she turned around to see him with tears in his eyes and visible anxiety washed over his features. she smiled softly feeling the inside of her scream to say no and beg her to leave the life she grown used to the past mere months. her smile grew wider and faker, as she said yes. trevor had gotten her dream ring from new york, and she gushed as he pulled it out. tears swelled her eyes as she felt her heart tug at the effort he'd made for her. she was going to show him the same effort as well, even if it hurt her to no end.

◦

her record label demanded an ep of some new songs they knew she undoubtedly had written after she got engaged. her album release was a massive success, going #1 and platinum in many countries. her career was reaching new heights and she was engaged? she was the it girl everybody wanted to be. yet she felt so very far from it, but kept that signature smile on at all times.

she felt herself buy into the idea of marrying trevor when she saw how excited her family was when they showed up to a private dinner the very evening of her album released. they gushed and gushed over the ring and endless possibilities her and trevor could have together. she saw how good both of their families bonded and got along with one another. she could feel the pride and gratitude that oozed off of trevor that night. he loved - no absolutely adored this life the universe had bespoked upon him. the singer was just another addition. he thought he had everything before they met, but when he saw her get absolutely hammered at a party they were both invited to; he was enamored. the grace she carried herself with when dancing, talking, singing and most importantly; the love she oozed for her friends was intoxicating. he could not and never wanted to get enough of it.

the look he gave her that night was one she'd never, ever forget in this lifetime. it was how all girls wished to be looked at. the one that would spare nothing to make their partner happy. the one where you know they'd go to the ends of the earth for you and with you. it was as if she hung the moon and the stars for him.

who would pass that up?

◦

I let the thought in, it's already done

◦

she brought into the idea of going through with the wedding after the release party and found herself immersed in wedding planning. she found herself non stop traveling with trevor that summer, after a serious playoff run. she found herself thinking of their future together because lets be honest, it was there. and she couldn't help but get excited just a bit when trevor had said, that she was going to be most beautiful bride and future mom to ever grace this planet. she looked at him through the mirror and again that look, captivated and brought her in.

◦ But I lay in your arms and pretend that it's love Yeah, I lay in your arms and pretend it's enough

◦

their wedding was a dream. an absolute dream. hollywood and hockey royalty showed up and showed out. the wedding of all weddings. they danced the night away to taylor swift. then as a surprise, trevor and his groomesman shamelessly, did a group dance to one of her upbeat songs as she sat there blushing like a fool, covering her face in embarrassment. they spent the night basking in everybody's presence, the singer not having a second to spare a second thought about what was going to be coming in the next few months. she knew that the world and everybody in their lives would be asking about kids and what not. yet, she pushed that towards the back of her mind. she played the role of a loving and adoring newlywed. she smiled to the camera's as if there was no tomorrow. her friends actually believing that she was happy and that she had found her way back to trevor. and in a way, that was true. she felt stuck with no way out.

the couple retreated back to the ritz carlton new york hotel suite, with a bottle of very expensive champagne, thin slice pizza and new york cheesecake. after stuffing their faces in between making out, the two fell asleep. or at least trevor did. the singer looked up at the ceiling, wide awake and unable to sleep. she had played the part this long...what was another ten?

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

umm....sorry about that! part two is coming at some point because i wanna hurt myself even more lmao...

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a flower & flower protector - p. niran [lifeweaver]

summary; you've heard of a sunshine and sunshine protector, well how about a flower and flower protector?

genre/extra tags; fluff, general headcanons abt being lifeweaver's s/o but with a more set dynamic, me just thinking about a dynamic in my head, reader is an overwatch agent (tank to be specific), very black cat & retriever energy in a way?, lifeweaver is the flower.. heh, get it?? bc his thai nickname is bua? which is lotus,,, anyways i love this man

[gender neutral! reader]

a/n; it's a crime that i haven't written for him yet bc i just wish there was more about him. he's literally my only source of representation as a south asian gay (at least the closest i'll get to a cambodian lgbt figure). and i love him so much for that but i will never forgive people shitting on him bc of blizzard's shit timing for everything

ugh, anyways, representation matters and i love him. i lost my shit when he was first announced, it made me so happy to see another type of south asian (especially one close to my family's home country) in my favorite game and he was gay so it was even more impactful as a gay person myself. and i imagine it was the same for a lot of other people.

niran is too nice sometimes

you love him for it but he seriously needs to pump the breaks on trying to do so much sometimes

especially since he is still technically wanted in several countries for his developments in bio light.

he's not,, super golden retriever energy but he's always so bright and sweet, it's hard to not at least say dog energy. maybe at least... chill dog energy. glad to be here but not being crazy energetic about it.

you.. not so much. you're very "i dont mind being here but i dont like it either" and he finds it entertaining and endearing bc even if you hate it, you're with him and making sure he's having a good time and there's no one there to ruin it

you're kind of intimidating but then you stand next to niran and he's so much taller than you ?! you're like near his chin or lips in height, so you're still kind of tall?? but also he is a very tall man in general

some people find it hard to believe that you're the one in the frontlines in battle and he's the one supporting you but it's really cute though

he likes that you're close to his height. "just means easier access to kiss you!" in his words.

he's always the one initiating pda and you never say no to it. you always grumble abt it but he just smiles so sweetly and you end up letting him do what he wants

but in private, you're the one being attached to him

often being the little spoon bc as much as you love protecting the people of the world, you want to be protected too sometimes and that's okay

but you do like being big spoon too and he loves being cuddled when you're the one initiating it

he's always the one rambling to you about his new discoveries and his plants or just anything in general

and you're always listening intently. and you get him things based on what he's talked about recently or what reminds you of him :')

"did you get this for me, dear?"

".. no." [yes.]

"of course, of course." he nods knowingly, sending you that little smug smirk. he obviously knows. "well, then i'm just gonna go ask the rest of the agents if they- [gifted this to me]"

you're hugging him from behind, face pressed against his back, "i hate you so much niran."

that stupidly cute laugh leaves his lips, "i love you too."

the overwatch crew's opinions really vary

symm doesn't mind your presence when you're around, she doesn't mind when you have silent moments bc she has those moments too. you both are close friends

genji kind of relates to you, when you just feel like being away from people but you don't want to actually feel lonely. he finds solace in that. also you both probably meditate together (with zen on occasion), and he enjoys having a meditation partner

tracer is always nice around you, very cheery and always trying to get a laugh or smile out of you. you only spare a weak laugh or a huff of a laugh and niran has to explain that you probably did find her joke funny and you don't want to admit it (which is true). sometimes it's a bit awkward when he's not around to explain that, so you just come off as really really awkward or unintentionally rude (or maybe intentionally if you didn't like her jokes)

you know that baptiste flirts a lot with niran, and you dont really care bc he does that with mostly everyone. you don't blame him (some of the agents are really pretty and handsome but you love niran the most). you trust niran enough. he's a very honest person with you.

bap also tries to flirt with you too. niran joins in to double team you and get you flustered. and sometimes it works. you're unfortunately really bad at handling and accepting compliments.

bap is very flirty best friend vibes but he never pushes past the limits of course. niran's glad to have a friend who matches his energy and you're just glad he's got another place to put that energy

continuing on...

after missions, he's always patching you up. you're the tank after all (you can only take so many orisa spears to the head-)

during missions, he gives his 110% for you and the team. and he does it well ‼️

during those off times (which can really vary what with null sector and the invasion and etc.), you both just try to relax as much as possible. sometimes niran gets really restless bc he just wants to save the world as soon as possible :(

but you remind him about how it takes time and even heroes need rest.

you tend to take care of him more during those off times because he just gets so anxious and he overthinks a bit.

you're very realistic with your goals, niran can get too optimistic, and it can really hurt him. but you keep him grounded.

mm.. let's move to a lighter topic now,,,,

his love language is physical touch and acts of service. his in game,,, everything just screams that to me idk

when he pulls you in his life grip and saves you 😍 (lowkey, i fall in love with those players who save my ass like that as a support player/j)

nah but real talk, when you come back to him in the grip, he slips a hand around your waist, "let me hold you a bit longer, hm?" I LOVE HIM FR FR ‼️‼️

anyways, he likes doing things for you. and the pda thing as mentioned before applies to the physical touch love language ofc

he has to have like a few seconds to gently guide your close to him with his hand on your lower back or to hold your hand. or just hold you in general.

he's the type of guy to say you have something your hair and goes to fix it but there was nothing, he wanted an excuse to make it a kdrama moment

he's like a bit dramatic but you love him for it you know?

he's a bit cheesy but he's cute so it's okay

he's always telling you how much he loves you. you dont do the same, at least not verbally

it's mostly physically/through actions. handing him things he didn't know he needed, buying him presents that made you think of him

very gift giving and acts of service

man this is longer than i thought it was gonna be... um..

idk if i should go further. someone request it and i'll write in-game interactions that would happen or describe flower protector! reader more. /hj

#overwatch niran #niran pruksamanee #overwatch lifeweaver #lifeweaver overwatch #lifeweaver ow #lifeweaver x reader #overwatch lifeweaver x reader #overwatch x reader

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14thsyndrome · 2 years

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Skz masterlist

Ot8:

Back Door

you console them through a break up

Twisted Karnival

two birds

primordial

songs i associate them with

speaking your native language in their presence

Tainted Daisies

Stray kids as 90′s boyfriends

Stray Kids Reaction | Uses Your Insecurities Against You

Stray Kids Reaction | You Disappear For A While

shopping with skz

Stray Kids Reaction ¦¦ You Have Acne Scars

Soulmate link

crack texts w/ skz

Stray Kids Reaction || You're A Pianist

Stray Kids Reaction || You’re An Author

you never ask for help

Valentines gifts with Stray Kids

little things that matter

Stray Kids Reaction | Going All Out For Pride Month

skz as romantic tropes

Stray Kids | S/O Coming Out As Pansexual

Scary Movies with Stray Kids

Would I lie to you

the epic highs and lows of jyp-u

Waiting On You

Partner has depression.Hyung line.

almost romantic moments with skz

moments he would kiss you

wiping off their kisses

You Finally Break Down

how they react to a bad day

Oh Sheet

of all things good and evil

how skz react when you call them pretty

When They Miss You

Train To Busan

Prom commitee

Imagines: SKZ members reactions to your silent cry

saying ily for the first time

The 8 tragedies

about love

waiting on you

technical difficulties

waiting for us

Bangchan:

song for you

in this world, it’s just us

when in manila

face the music

lost letters

Yellow Wood

love yourself, as I love you

bullet to the heart

[5:33pm]

Someday

the wedding planner

Maze of Memories

Someday

The one where No One’s ready

Blue Book

Drabble

Wolf Chan headncanon

finding you asleep on the sofa after an argument~

Chan thoughts

Brother’s best friend

saved

Touch the stars

I Will Always Wait

shitty fanfiction

all about you

beautiful liar

Minho:

[11:14 p.m]

dance with me

For the record (player)

Mistletoe Kiss

witch hunter x witch

Blue Hour

the eight stages of falling in love with him

spidey kiss

18:11

And Yet

Unsaid

grocery shopping with minho

Blood & Water

Isn’t it delicate?

Go Higher!

my sunshine

lost journal

Don’t Hate The Player, Hate The Game

Lost on you

first love

heroine’s manual

unnatural love

i love every part of you, lee minho.

by my side

Embers

When he snow clears

Wow

Don’t Let the Letters out

Maybe, I’m Afraid

Roger Rabbit

consort

Sunshine is far away, clouds linger on

5 Star restaurants are a pain

as the world caves in

Yellow paint

trust fall

Meant To Be

A Better Match

pink letter

i like you, loser

insecurities

saudade

day dream

Nets and Bandaids

prompt oneshot

Changbin:

Arcade Date with Changbin

Recipe for Disaster

Lover of Mine

work of art

Crossed

My Favorite Moment

weight on my shoulders

Sugar, Spice and Everything else..?

bring in the loose mistletoe

Late Night Drive

the interview with the exes

lost and found

Hyunjin:

dance to this

sweet like candy

youre my bestfriend

coffee time

transferred

blue

all i know is your name

i fell for you by accident

only fools fall for you

flowers

No Other Way

Maybe it’s not our fault

class president

Behind Closed Doors

[13:07]

deja vu

Shangri-la

his last song

Only for you

In My Dreams

Plough the sea

I don’t remember me before you

Three Words: Bubblegum Brain

secret santa

High society

Never enough

devilish

sun & moon

My Favorite Camera Woman

9:29 AM

Han:

dont shoot me

number neighbour

set up

someones someone

love sketched on skin

Bird Is the Word

apple of my eye

Intimidating

Jisung’s adventures in college.

Welcome, Something Different

In every cosmos

the interview with the exes

An Introverts Dream

Rythm and Rhyme

Poker Night

Into your arms

tight-lipped

Isn’t It Tragic How Far You’ve come

For a long time

Carriwitchet

sunshine

Rule Breaker

Felix:

falling in love

cherry blossom season

not true

Evanescent

knock on wood

so this is love

Happy Death Day

Safe Place

it was my fault

Misfortunes to Blessings

The View

shameless

so not worth it

August

just one yesterday

White Christmas

felix felicis

those who wander

It’s complicated

Something New

never be alone.

freckles and constellations

Golden

Comfort cafe

to spill blood and tears

Bite Me

The Heir and the Library of Secrets

Choking on your alibis

So Not Worth It

crush culture

Seungmin:

truth untold

10:01 AM

Dance with me

Silent Cry

Something to look forward

one was enough

buzzfeed quiz

too late

tomorrows with you

PssT!

[9.58am]

Anti-Romantic

It Just Is

But I Am Your Confidant

Three Heartbreaks & a Rose

They Don’t Know We Know

Modern Day Persephone

[8.50]

Warm Feelings...

I Choose You

operation: get the crush

itinerant

lie to me

definetely twice

Jeongin:

Roses are Red

1cdat

u r my favorite everything

Jeongin Dating Headcanons

Star lost

I wish the world would stay as it is

hbd

Countdown to love

[19:10]

11:11

[11:01]

Comfort

blush

i’m crazy just like you

Sunshine and Roses

soul sanctum

Stray kids au

in his embrace

Fate

I Can Be Your Superhero

Not What I Expected

Beautiful Nights

art of intimacy

Two Steps Away

Traditions

beyond the horizon

before sunset

Looks can be Deceiving

First Rule Of Kpop

ideals of love

Having a crush on the shy one in class

Remembering The Good Times

Spa Night

don’t overthink it

I Won’t Be Gone Anymore

feet dangling in the snow

Day 25

[17:54PM]

all seasons come to one

007

Wonderland

Wet Cement

i like u

Step forward

For The Future

Rainy Day

Rendezvous

the picture

yang jeongin as your boyfriend

Podravska Moslavina

long way home

grocery fun

you’re worthy, you know

Fighter

Coffee date

First Impressions

[1:27]

memories of past

come home to my heart

As the Snow Fell

[4:16pm]

090

exes confront each other

amusement park with jeongin

Lovely Evenings

House

Soulmate AU

Good Enough

Not a Trick

[20:56]

Fox, wolf, close enough, right?

2:13 am

Thanks to the Potions

that’s not even ramen

Flower Shop Boy

Tim McGraw

marie

Cat’s fault

The Matchmaker’s Match

Speaking in Tongues

A Bunch of (Oxy)morons

Disneyland AU

Scrawny

10:00 am

icicles

floral kisses

silver rose

for fox sake

confession

camp w/ jeongin

Ink stains

crush culture

you & me, ultra pro max besties

Dandelions

Souls

A pair of cupids!

Give Love a Try

Like-Like

Chaos & Quiet

jeongin + college bf

Did you just ask me out on live stream?

ugly crier

Deshita

Garden Song

we are not soulmates!

identity crisis

Pushover

Smile, For it Suits You

desert rose

of coffee and numbers

[16:57PM]

Flower Boy

little crimson puffs

pretty boy

Real life beauty

10:37pm

one good movie kiss

Stupid presentation

Bloomed

Taking a nap while I.N is on vlive

Fairytale

8:12PM

Someday

24 to 25

Get off the plane

Youngblood

mixtape:on track

warm?freezing.

Quick flirt

love language

Forgotten keys

score a goal

Feel free to send me fic recs wether it’s your own or others! No smut though please.

#skz #stray kids fanfic #stray kids #stray kids angst #stray kids imagine #stray kids lee know #stray kids bang chan #stray kids changbin #stray kids hyunjin #stray kids han #stray kids felix #stray kids seungmin #stray kids jeongin #stray kids fluff

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byuntrash101 · 2 years

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Deal with it - Part 2 [END]

sub!fuckboy!baekhyun x dom!reader + nct jaehyun cameo

angst | smut | ex!au | revenge!au

body writing, oral (f), face riding, degradation, humiliation, deepthroat, fuck boy gets what he wanted, hair pulling, squirting, pegging (yeshhh), multiple orgasm (f & m), exhibistionism, spanking, overstimulation, dirty talkkk (ofc)

5.7k

who could have known a little discipline was all that your selfish fuckboy ex needed to turn into the most obidient little puppy?

A/N : not me taking taking 9 months to finally publish this. anywaysss i loved writting it. i hope you do to. please dont hesitate to reblog and come say hi in my asks. ily <3 - Cat

After that night you didn’t hear from Baekhyun again. No more untimely calls, no more surprise delivery of flowers, chocolates and various teddy bears, no more breaking and entering into your house in the middle of the night.

But it didn’t feel lonely, quite the opposite actually. It felt peaceful, quiet. Finally.

It looked like you scared him straight and he finally let go of you.

You even got the time to forget about him completely. You got the time to finally find yourself again. You went to clubs with your friends when you felt like it or just hung out in your pjs and a messy bun when you wanted. Quite frankly you were growing more and more attached to this freedom and you enjoyed your own company. The joy of not being accountable for anyone except yourself. Not relying on anyone to have fun.

And tonight was precisely one of those nights you decided to gift to yourself. No clubs, no friends and no fuckboy messing up your vibe. Only this date night with yourself. So you did simple make up, slipped on your staple cute little black dress and some matching high heeled sandals just for fun. Just for yourself. Just chilling at home watching the recent season of your favorite netflix tv show, even treating yourself to some succulent pizza.

The episodes flew by and you were so engrossed in the story that the familiar chime of the doorbell startled you when it rang. You were so captivated by the well paced plot of the show that you had completely forgotten about the very concept of hunger.

You walk to the front door as your high heels click on the floor. You are so certain that it’s your pizza that you don’t take the time to check through the peephole.

You confidently open the door when you are met with the last face you expected -and desired- to see.

Byun Baekhyun. Again.

His brown hair is brushed down on his forehead, the wavy hair and pouty lips giving him that falsely sheepish look he lured you in with a long ago. He is dressed with a long black coat and seemed to be carrying some kind of tote bag you think. In this very dark night you can't make up much more of it and you don't really care to anyway.

“Seriously?” You groan and roll your eyes at him as you hurry to close the door.

“No please!” he says, stepping in the door frame just like last time.

“What again?” you bite back. “Honestly this is getting quite redundant and irritating” you add with annoyance.

“Sorry I… Just” Baekhyun struggles and stutters, stumbling on his words not quite knowing how to put into words what he has been feeling ever since he came by last time.

Truth is he tried to forget all about you after that night. He tried going on with his life just going back to the person he was. The next day of that night he went to the club, his playground, no more like his kingdom. A place where he knew the rules of the game. Just to get a relief, a quick fix of normality. Just to make sure he still knew who he was.

He felt in his element, like a fish in the water. He walked through the horny crowd of sweaty bodies rubbing against each other. And then he spotted a girl seated at the bar. An easy target. She was attractive enough to be fuckable but not so much so that she was out of his league. In fact it was quite the contrary. And that was ensuring Baekhyun that she was actually going to put some effort into it when he’ll take her to the dirty and booze infused bathroom of the club in 20, no 15 minutes.

Baekhyun actually got some relief when he chatted up this girl like he was born for it. Pulling the usual game, making her feel like the only girl in the room, like the most interesting person, like the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. And exactly 13 minutes later he was pushing the door of one of the stalls of the mens’ bathroom. Right on schedule. She latched on to his lips, her tongue tasted like cherry vodka. He silently congratulated himself to have picked that girl. Baekhyun didn’t even ask for her name but she didn’t seem to care as she was already getting on her knees to unbutton his pants.

But what happens Baekhyun has tried to forget about it ever since. He just couldn't go… No matter how much she slurped and stroked his cock it stayed completely flaccid. Baekhyun’s body was betraying him one more time. He just couldn’t chase away your intoxicating scent, your ravishing looks and your rich taste. He only thought of your arch words and your disgusted eyes. He was only thinking of you.

He was lost, he needed answers and he knew only you could give that to him.

“Would you mind hurrying up? I’d like to go back to my show!” you tap your foot in annoyance as Baekhyun stares at you blankly, tetanized. You sigh deeply. “Okay” you start to push him out of the door frame but he protests.

“No! please! listen to me” he says, weak eyes looking up at you.

“Then speak, boy!” you order, losing patience.

“It’s just that I don’t know who I am anymore” you blurts out, his two hands balled into tight fists. You tilt your head and frown your eyebrows in confusion.

“Since that night… I haven't been the same anymore. I just can’t stop thinking about you.”

“Yeah I know, you’ve been saying that ever since we broke up” you tried to close the door once more but…

“NO! I… I mean it this time”

You sense a strand of sincerity in Baekhyun’s quiet voice and that is a rare sight so you decide to let him continue.

“Listen y/n. I know I fucked you over so many time…” You scoffed. That was clearly an understatement. Sure, if ruinning your life and shatering your self esteem counted as “fucking you over”.

“But over the past few weeks I had a lot of time to think about it and I thought maybe… What I feel. This feeling I get… When I can't stop thinking about you and about what we did last time… Maybe that feeling is just guilt.”

You are shocked. Byun Baekhyun has pronounced the word “guilt” right before your eyes. And more so he said he feels guilty for putting you through hell! Well if you didn’t get over dreaming about him months ago you would swear you were actually passed out on your couch Netflix asking you if you are still watching when in fact you’re just drooling on yourself.

But no this is true. This is reality.

But your state of surprise is about to go from shock to astonishment. When Baekhyun brings out the tote bag and fishes something out.

One huge strap on.

“Maybe if you fuck me like I fucked you many times then maybe you’ll have revenge and I won’t have any reason to feel guilty anymore…

And I’ll finally stop thinking about you… he thinks.

“And we will both go back to our normal lives.” He says as he hands you the toy.

You have no words. Your jaw just drops as your eyes round up like saucers, fixated on the thing. It’s absolutely massive. The harnesses are made of sturdy and thick leather, you can see that the straps were designed to hold the dildo in place despite vigorous intercourse and all the while preventing the straps from digging into the skin. The belt seems adjustable to be able to fit all sizes.

But the most impressive part is definitely the actual dildo attached to the leather through a thick metal ring. First of all the vivid purple color makes it easy to peek at all the beautifully carved thick veins in the silicone. Apart from the color it would look absolutely like the real thing. Second of all, it was ridiculously huge. The dildo was thick, very girthy and the length was not to disappoint either. This sight only made your insides tingle in anticipation, without you even realizing.

Only a sight even more enticing could possibly catch your attention and rip your eyes from the devilish device. and that sight is precisely Byun Baekhyun.

Naked to be exact.

While you were admiring the toy Baekhyun started to untie the belt around his waist, pushing the soft fabric off his shoulder and letting the coat fall to the floor. Your eyes nearly bulge out of their socket when you see his naked figure stand in front of you. He stands there completely stark naked on your doorstep. In an inexplicable reflex you pull him inside before the eyes of your nosy neighbors catch something they aren’t supposed to, abandoning the coat outside.

When you slam the door shut you turn around and take more time to look at him. His cheeks are flushed pink and his eyes are glued on his shoes, his thick white sneakers, the only thing he is still wearing. When your eyes trail up you realize red writing is imprinted all over his soft skin.

And all of it is absolutely filthy, obscene.

“I did all of this for you” he meekly says, finally daring to speak as you are yourself casted into some sort of silent astonishment.

Your eyes don't know where to start but you can’t help but notice the beautiful red sharpie letters written all over him. From head to toe beautiful poetry perfectly picturing him.

Whore is written across his whole chest.

Y/n’s fuck toy is right underneath it on his midriff. While “Please use me” is engraved on his pubic bone. On both of his generous thighs you can read “fuck me” and “please”

A work of art you think instantly.

Baekhyun’s heart is racing, frantically hammering on his ribs as he peels his eyes from the thick white sneakers to carefully look at you. He still can’t believe he is doing this. Putting himself in this position just to get a chance with you… A chance to forget about you.

But already your two unfathomable orbs are glued to him, darting all over his body and spirit expressed in their purest form. Because his physical being isn’t the only one being exposed it’s mostly about his soul. Finally letting go of what was holding him back just to give it to you on a silver platter.

His pride.

Right here, right now Byun Baekhyun was giving up his precious pride.

This shame he feels under your gaze, this feeling that’s pumping hot blood through his veins, this feeling that's rosying his cheeks, that’s making his guts tingle in arousal and slowly souping up his member.

This shame it’s exhilarating.

“Please do it again” he says. His voice brings your gaze back up to his beautiful face. Sad puppy eyes staring at you with such need, almost desperation. “Please use me again y/n”.

How is this even real ?

You think for a second. Deep down you were persuaded that you didn’t miss Baekhyun at all that it was actually quite a relief to finally be able to breathe. Ever since you broke up with him he had been… well just a pain in the ass.

But now… you weren’t so sure anymore. Maybe he was right. Maybe the only way you can truly forget about him was through real, thorough forgiveness and what better way to forgive someone than to just take revenge on them.

Right? Yeah Right!

The silence is unbearable for Baekhyun. He just waits there, vulnerable, defenseless and not to mention still completely nude. He just tries to read your face. Anything to get a hint on what goes on in that head of yours. A twitch of your lips, an imperceptible cock of your brow. But there’s nothing until… Baekhyun sees in the poorly lit (and oh so fateful) corridor the glint of your teeth showing in the dark. The hint he was waiting for: a sinful smirk.

“It’s ‘ma’am’ for you” you almost whisper back.

Your cold voice just transfixes Baekhyun in another dimension right there and then. Finally this chill, this thrill he hasn't been able to find in the arms of any other lover ever since that night.

“You want me to be rough with you huh?” you push him against the heavy front door.

Baekhyun didn’t expect such an abrupt change in your demeanor so he stumbles and hits the back of his head but nothing could make him happier. He loves the pain but you have so much more in store for him. You take a firm hold of his hardening manhood.

“I didn’t hear anything” you say as you start to squeeze.

“YES! Yes Ma’am!” he hastens to answer.

“Good boy” you start to praise him as you loosen your grip around him. You start to gently stroke him. His reaction is immediate. Instantly Baekhyun emits small whimpers as his eyes roll back into his head and his jaw drops.

“You like to feel good don’t you?” you whisper as your lips are flush against the skin of his neck. The hot air fanning Baekhyun lifts goosebumps on his skin.

“Yes ma’am” he excels in a small breath.

“Aww” you coo in mock compassion. Before quickly changing your expression “that’s too bad because I’m not in the mood to please” you say as your hold shifts to his balls. You give him a light squeeze, just tight enough to make your intentions known and clear. Immediately weak at the knees, Baekhyun lets out a high pitched moan as he crashes at your feet. You can’t help but to smirk.

“Already giving up?” you say as you faint disappointment. “Well that's no fun if I can’t even play with you” you gently brush the back of your hand on Baekhyun’s face, urging him to look up at you. He looks exactly how you like. Helpless, needy and vulnerable. Ready to snap at any second.

“Don’t worry puppy” you reassure him “I have many ways to break you” You intertwine your finger around his luscious locks of hair, Baekhyun whimpers submissively as your unforgiving voice sparks electricity in the pit of his stomach making his hard and already dripping cock twitch in anticipation.

You tightly pull on his hair to bring him closer to you. With the other hand you quickly rolled up the black bodycon dress up.

You heard Baekhyun take the faintest gasp as his eyes darted all over the freshly exposed patch of skin.

“Help me with this” you said as you pointed at your black lace underwear.

Baekhyun nodded and lifted his hand. But you pulled on his hair again, earning a painful cry from him, his eyes were watery and a nice pink blush covered his cheeks and the tip of his nose. The pain immediately reminded Baekhyun of your orders.

“Yes Ma’am” he murmured and attempted to lift his hand again but one more time your grip tightened around his locks of hair. Baekhyun whimpers at the pain and looks up at you puzzled. This time he doesn’t know what you want from him. You smirk as you look at him all flustered and confused. So cute.

“I’ve never seen a puppy use his hands. Use your mouth puppy” you order.

Baekhyun looks surprised but he happily complies. His heart is hamericking against his ribs, blood flows in excitement making him light headed as he approaches, the heat of your body gradually radiating on his face. With extreme care he pinches the soft lace between his teeth and pulls on it. Sliding the underwear all the way down to your ankles.

You feel great satisfaction to look at him bent over on his knees for you. You lift one foot then the other to allow Baekhyun to completely take off your panties.When he looks back up at you he has the lace hanging from his mouth, attentive watery eyes waiting for your next order.

“Give it” you say as you present your hand in front of him he opens his mouth and the lace drops in your hand. “Good boy” you praise him once again. This time your voice is softer and the contrast had Baekhyun’s cock twitching.

“Now make me feel good. Put that mouth of yours to good use”

“Yes ma’am” Baekhyun hurriedly answers, he is so eager to taste you again, feel you quiver under his tongue and drink your juices. In this moment there’s nothing he desires more than to serve you, to please you.

He approaches his face to your heat. He starts with an open mouth kiss on your bud. Your are surprised by the sensation. You didn’t expect to be this sensitive already and you have to bite your tongue to keep yourself from moaning right away. You’re guessing that his little teasing strip show got you more worked up that what you anticipated.

Baekhyun kisses you again and again until he feels some tension building up in your thighs. A sign you are enjoying what he’s offering you. So he moves on to the second stage. He starts with timid and shy licks around your nub, carefully circling the bundle of nerves a few times before taking his tongue down to your slit. As soon as he reaches your entrance he realizes how saoked you are. Juices overflowed to your inner thighs and he can't help his hands when they fly to your back to make your pelvis pushed in his mouth. This taste, this smell. He missed it so much. It’s intoxicating. And he can’t get enough. He continuously laps at your heat from entrance to clit, grunting into your folds and he relishes on your taste. Completely forgetting about everything else.

His eagerness soon is rewarding as you moan softly. You can’t believe how good he is at this. He should have gone down on you a long time ago. Maybe things would have been different.

“Such a hungry little puppy” you say as you pet his head, which makes him let out a soft muffled whimper.

Soon enough Baekhyun’s work starts to pay off as you feel yourself coming closer to the edge.

“Come on make me cum puppy” you order, now tightly gripping his hair. Roughly pushing his face against your folds.

Baekhyun redoubles his efforts, focussing more attention to your bundles of nerves, latching on to it, sucking and licking until he feels your legs tremble at each side of his face while you start to struggle to breathe.

“Don’t” stop your order out of breath, nails digging into Baekhyun’s scalp as he moans in pain but happily complies.

Finally you get a hold of your release. Legs shaking, barely still holding you up as you let a husky breath, center joyously pulsating on itself, contracting in pure pleasure.

Baekhyun can’t get enough of the inexhaustible source of delicious juice you have become, lapping hungrily at your folds until you gently come down from your high.

“Good boy” you patted his head as he closed his eyelids. Perfectly mimicking a puppy’s happy face.

Then you pick up the purple toy. Baekhyun’s eyes grow the size of saucers when he sees your delicate hand wrap around the girth.

“Now let’s play with your new toy”

Baekhyun didn’t know what he expected but he surely didn’t see this coming this quick. He felt unprepared and actually scared. After all this was a first for him. So he only nodded his head slowly.

You sensed worry pooling in his eyes as you strapped yourself inside the intricate lacing. Wide straps securing the toy in place.

“Don’t worry I’ll make sure it slides right in” you said as you smiled wickedly. Strangely enjoying this fear in his eyes.

You brushed your fingers through his luscious hair and gently pulled him from the nape. Urging him to get closer. As avid as he seemed seconds ago, relishing on your folds he now seemed hesitant one might even say frightened.

You pulled a little harsher and Baekhyun’s lips finally brushed against the tip of the toy. He looked up at you with round puppy eyes.

“Open wide” your order, your patience was starting to run thin, and you longed to see him even more miserable than he already was.

As Baekhyun complied hesitantly and slowly parted his lips you accompanied his movement by gently pushing the length of the toy inside his wet mouth.

The contact of the silicone on Baekhyun's tongue had him whimpering quietly.

“That’s it baby” you praised him.

As you progressed in his mouth you had to apply more and more pressure to ensure a steady progress but as the tip reached the back of his throat Baekhyun started to cough and closed his eyes tight shut.

“No no no” you said, stopping the movement of your hips. “Open your eyes. Keep looking at me.” you ordered.

Slowly Baekhyun peeled his eyes open, and you smirked when you saw him look back at you with tears brewing in eyes, until one spilt over the edge and rolled on his rosied cheek.

“Adorable” you whispered as you craved more of this pitiful expression.

You went back to pushing. Only a couple of centimeters were left for him to be able to fit the thing in his tiny little mouth. So your left hand went to cup the back of his head and finally with one single powerful movement you thrusted the last two centimeters in.

And Baekhyun didn’t break eye contact once. Even when the tears were streaming down his face and he gagged. You maintained the toy deep inside his throat for a couple of seconds as thick saliva spilled from his mouth as he was coughing, throughrougly coating the toy, making it nicely lubricated.

“Good boy” you praised again as you pulled out, allowing Baekhyun to gasp for the air he was desperately needing. Burning his stretched throat and lungs.

“Come on” you urged him to take the monstrous toy back in his mouth by brushing the wet tip on his cheek. Barely giving him enough time to chase away the dizzy feeling. When he opened his mouth again you decided to be much less gentle.

You thrusted forcefully, joining Baekhyun’s lips with your pubic bone in one go, and you pulled out immediately only to push back in right away.

Baekhyun started moaning, bruised lips starting to match the color of the toy.

“That’s it look at me” you sighed. “Look at me while you’re choking on my cock”. You grunted, making Baekhyun’s cock drip.

Baekhyun's throat was being split open by your cock, it felt like he had swollen blades but he couldn't be happier. It was like he belonged here. On his knees, cheeks soaked by your cum and tears and pleasing you.

You picked the pace up a little and grabbed a big tuft of hair ensuring Baekhyun didn’t move as you fucked his pretty face mercilessly.

When long strings of spit coated the dildo and dripped all over Baekhyun bare thighs, smudging the red sharpie, you knew it was time for the main course.

When you popped your cock out of Baekhyun’s mouth with a lewd sound he gasped for air and coughed. You looked at him for a second. He looked miserable. His hair was a mess, his chin was coated in saliva, his lips were swollen, eyes were reddened and his cock had leaked a puddle of pre cum on the floor. This tip was beetroot red and swollen. So much that it looked painful and you reckon it was.

“Such a pitiful mess” you whispered as he looked up at you with sad eyes. His cock twitched again when he saw the disdain in your eyes. “Pathetic” your harsh words sent a shiver down his spine and he bit his lips to not ask you for more degrading words.

“Get up” you ordered and Baekhyun did as he wiped tears from his eyes. “Turn around”

You pushed him and he laid his palms flat on the big sturdy door, perking up his ass in an innate submissive reflex.

But when you grabbed the dildo at the base to guide it to Baekhyun’s hole you noticed something shiny in the dimly lit corridor. A plug.

You pulled on the metal plug, you gently took it out as Baekhyun moaned at the sensation.

The toy left Baekhyun’s ass twitching for more.

“Goog boy you came prepared” you praised as you let the plug fall on the ground, producing a metallic sound on the tiles.

You started to circle the tip on his greedy little hole, buttering it up with the lubricant Baekhyun so gracefully produced for you and then you aligned the tip with his ass.

He stayed completely still, ass perked up in the air, heart pounding in his chest and eager for more. Eager to finally being fucked dumb by your big cock.

But he waited and nothing came, he dared to slowly turn around only to be met with your carnivorous smile and your cold eyes. He whimpered, getting on tip of his toes whining to get some friction.

“Tell me what you want’ you asked, the tip of your cock circling his more the welcoming asshole.

Baekhyun whined again, just unable to say out loud all the lewd things that were running through his mind.

“Tell me” you growled.

Baekhyun squirmed and whined but didn’t speak. You landed a big slap on his ass cheek as you were losing patience. The burning pain pulled a high pitched moan from Baekhyun’s lips as he arched his back, silently begging for more.

You granted his unspoken wish, this time lifting both hands to spanking him. He moaned and sighed, legs trembling from anticipation.

“I want you to fill me with your big cock, ma’am.” He whispered.

“Continue” you ordered as you pushed the tip in ever so slightly.

“I want to be fucked stupid, ma’am” Baekhyun said a little louder, closing his eyes focussing only on his ass. You pushed in a little more again.

“Keep talking"

“I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk or sit” You kept on pushing your cock inside him, streching him slowly and steadily and he kept on humilating hiself.

“I want to forget my name. I want to become your cocksleeve, your toy, your whore. Cause that’s all I’m fucking good for. A dumb fuck toy.” Baekhyun rambled, completely losing his mind to your thick cock stretching his walls. Until you fitted the whole length inside the bottomless hole.

You rewarded him with another harsh slap on his red ass which seemed to suck in the dildo even more as Baekhyun was panting, rock hard and untouched cock pressed against the cold front door.

But you didn’t give him time to breathe. You started to pull out and push back in again, rocking your hips. Baekhyun moans out loud, getting drunk on the delicious sensation that was straining his abdomen. His hole was so perfectly swallowing every vein of your cock, making the whole thing disappear inside him only to push it back out, each time rubbing so deliciously on his prostate, accompanied with a long string of moans.

“Fuck! it’s so good” he cried, nails digging in the sturdy door.

“Oh yeah?” you asked as you slapped his ass again earning a pained groan from your ex.

“Yeahhh” he screamed “I fucking love your cock”

“What a fucking pathetic slut you are” you fisted his hair for support with one hand and landed an other slap with the other one.

“Please, ma’am, don’t stop” Baekhyun begged as he felt his high getting closer. But…

Ding dong.

The front door bell rang.

The pizza!

You completely forgot about it and to be fair you were doing something that really kept your mind off your empty stomach.

You slowed down your thrusting but didn’t stop. Baekhyun whimpered when he felt his climax slip through his fingers, desperately squirming to get you to dick him down again.

But one firm hand on his hip kept him still.

You reached out for your purse sitting right next to you on the console in the hall and fished out your wallet.

“Take that and pay for my pizza.”

Baekhyun turned around to look at you.

“Right now?” he exclaimed, panic tinting his voice.

“Yes now” you affirmed, inflexible.

Baekhyun knew he had to oblige if he wanted to get the chance to cum. He pulled a couple of bills from the wallet and opened the door and you were still giving him lazy and slow strokes.

When Baekhyun opened the door he was so embarrassed he wanted to disappear into a whole, trying to hide the gigantic “whore” written on his chest. He didn’t dare to look at the delivery guy in the eyes. He was only praying that the darkness of the hall would conceal the lewd scene that was going on.

“It will be 15$” the delivery guy said.

And for a second it did and maybe it would have continued if only Baekhyun hadn’t spoken.

“Ok” Baekhyun squeaked. Trying his hardest not to moan as he was able to feel each vein of your cock pulling his asshole inside out with this slow pace.

“Baekhyun?” The delivery guy called in the dark.

What were the odds? Right?

At the -unexpected- mention of his name Baekhyun looked back up only to be met with the eyes of one his best friends. One that regularly served as wingman with his fuckboy club of heartbreakers.

“Jaehyun?” he asked, voice getting caught in throat. Jaehyun’s face was contorted with aberration as saw his best friend in a position he would have never imagined. Bent over, ass being split open by you.

And the temptation was too great, to not make him even more traumatized.

Without hesitation you started to thrust at full speed again, slightly angling your hips down to make sure you were right on Baekhyun’s prostate.

The sudden pleasure took Baekhyun by surprise. Your cock just felt too good. He couldn’t help but to moan. He couldn't control himself. He started to moan, eyebrows knitting in pleasure as his eyes were locked with his best friend’s.

It was too much. The veins, the pace, the length, your powerful thrusts, the angle perfectly rubbing his prostate, the horrified eyes of Jaehyun forced to witness such a depraved show. It was too much. Baekhyun’s cock was dripping so much precum as it was shaken with every thrusts and he was shamefully moaning as if nobody was watching. The only thing keeping him from cumming was sheer force of will.

“Now be a good pup and cum for me. Right now” you ordered as you slapped his ass again, the sharp sound making Jaehyun startled, ramming your cock inside in his tired hole with barbaric force. Baekhyun just couldn't disobey orders.

“Yeshhh ma’ammmm” Baekhyun screamed as he finally let himself over the edge. His hard and swollen cock spilled his cum all over as it was jumping up and down with every thrust. His cum splashed on his thighs and abs but also on the door and floor and he thinks maybe even on Jaehyun’s shoes.

He never came this much, not even to the countless times he pictured your cock inside his ass and he stroked his cock until it was painful. It felt like his balls were absolutely dried out.

Jaehyun didn’t even wait for Baekhyun to come down from his high and ran for the hills. Leaving the him with the ruffled bills still in his fist and the pizza getting cold on the doorstep, joining Baekhyun’s coat.

But you didn’t care one bit.

You pulled Baekhyun back inside and slammed the door shut. Baekhyun collapsed to the ground, worn out and out of breath.

As Baekhyun caught his breath he didn’t notice you slip out of the strap-on. You turned him over, making him roll on his back only to sit yourself right on his still half hard length.

Baekhyun produced the most high pitched moan, squirming under you.

Your pussy slipping right over his cock, lubricated by both of your cums.

You groaned in pleasure pushing your head back.

“Please. I just came” Baekhyun whined.

But you started to move your hips back and forth. The friction was divine, his pubic bone perfectly rubbing on your sensitive clit.

“Pleaseeee” Baekhyun cried out. Tears pooling in his eyes again.

“Such a sensitive cock you have there” You lifted your hips to smash them on his again. “I figured I might as well try to suck you dry” you laughed as you used him as a toy. Only focusing on your own pleasure. Forcefully making him hard again.

Baekhyun moans and whimpered under you as you had your way with him. Torturing his cock with merciless oversimulation.

It didn’t take long until your back and forth had you and Baekhyun over the edge. Your squeezing pussy milking Baekhyun’s every last drop of cum by force. Forcing him into a second orgasm even more powerful than the previous one, making his eyes roll in his skull and drool all over his chin as his body shook uncontrollably.

You pussy delicious twitch to completion, clenching as Baekhyun filled it up with hot cum. Your juices spraying in a powerful stream, completely soaking Barkhyun’s face, hair and chest, making the sharpie bleed out as you moaned out loud. Slowing down and allowing both of yourself to come down from your highs gently.

You crashed on the cool tile floor next to him, out of breath and completely satisfied. Baekhyun looked like a mess; completely fucked out dumb.

“Good boy” you sigh, petting his head. As he smiled back at you, eyes turning into crescents.

Maybe I should keep him as a pet.

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A/N: there we go guys! how was it ??? I had so so much writing it! come say hi in my ask bby!

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