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thru-the-grapevine · 10 months

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Hi 👋

After reading (Something New) with Seungyoun & <that was really good> I was wondering what sex in front of a mirror would be like... I can't stop thinking about it ☺️

Pardon my English 😘

Hi hello yes this is Ellie and not to worry your English was loud and clear on this and I may have choked on my own spit reading it and then choked again imagining it-

(I am proceeding on the assumption that you mean this to be Seungyoun-specific so if I’m misinterpreting that I apologize)

In Seungyoun’s defense, what happens is unintentional. Except he’s not complaining

He just catches sight of you fussing with your shirt in front of the mirror, and the way you’re pursing your lips and furrowing your brow is so endearing that he can’t help approaching you

You make little noises of complaint when he swoops you back against him in a hug, but he grins and leans down to rest his chin on your shoulder, gazing at you fondly in the mirror and asking what you look so concentrated about

“I‘ve decided I don’t like this new shirt enough to keep it, now shoo, you’re going to wrinkle it and then they won’t take it back” comes the half-hearted scold

He doesn’t move away from you, but he does loosen his arms and start smoothing out any wrinkles, watching in the mirror to make sure he doesn’t miss any

He glances at your face in the mirror when you stay unnaturally quiet, and that’s when he notices your pupils dilating

“What, what did I do?” “Huh? I—nothing. You just….I like your hands.”

He looks at his hands, spread over your middle, and they look the same as ever to him. Except maybe his hands make you look a little smaller, splayed out and covering as much surface area as they are

“Huh, they look kind of big,” he mentions, continuing to smooth out your shirt gentler, slower

He looks back up to see your reflection swallowing hard, your eyes watching the reflection of his hands, a quiet “mhm” in the back of your throat

A knot of heat sinks into his gut, as well as a little thrill of affection that something as simple as his hands can distract you like this

Like every other time, now that he’s started touching you, he finds he can’t stop

He smooths his hands up and down your middle almost soothingly, lifting his head just enough to tilt down and press a kiss to your shoulder, eyes never leaving your reflection

He’s always loved studying you, learning your little expressions and body language to everything, and he decides he likes this, being able to see your whole body and face this easily, see how it looks when his hands are on you, see as well as feel how you melt back against him slowly, your expression glazing the more deliberately his hands course over you

Gradually, he lets one of his hands slide up your chest

He feels your breath catch underneath his hand, and your gaze flicks up to his in the reflection of the mirror

Neither of you says a word as his hand keeps sliding up, until the tips of his fingers are brushing the base of your throat

Your eyebrows tilt slightly, the telltale indicator that you’re turned on, and he slides his hand up to cup loosely at your throat

His mouth goes dry at the way your eyelids flutter and your lips part. He loves the way his hand looks there on your throat, loves the way your gaze goes a little glassy, loves seeing your chest rising and falling quicker

He kisses your shoulder again, begins a slow trail closer to your neck, and watches his fingers twitch lightly against your throat

He feels rather than hears a little noise in your throat, almost a whine, and god he needs to kiss you, now

He slides his hand up your neck to your jaw, fingers pressing to tilt your face towards his

You both sigh when your lips finally connect, and it makes him smile faintly against your mouth

His hand still splayed over your middle presses you back against him more snugly, and he realizes just how hard he’s gotten when his crotch nestles against your ass

Without thinking, his hand bunches up the fabric of the shirt and slides until his fingers catch on your waistband

You break the kiss with a gasp when he slips his hand underneath your clothes, and Seungyoun wonders how every little look, every little movement you make, can be this attractive

He lets the hand on your jaw turn your head forward again, nips a kiss at your neck, and says “you should watch my hands, then, if you like them”

He slides the hand on your jaw back down your neck, over your collarbones, and settles it on your chest, thumbing lazily at your nipple through the shirt

He could live and die by the sweet little noises you make. He feels how much harder it makes him, feels himself throb against the curve of your ass

He presses his lips against your shoulder and watches the reflection of your face open up in a moan when his other hand slips deeper and strokes over you, slowly, in your pants

He feels a little lightheaded, a little drunk, on the ways your face twists in pleasure as he builds a slow rhythm rubbing you, on the way your back arches slightly when something feels especially good, on the way you can’t seem to tear your gaze away from the shape of his hand moving in your pants

You twitch in his hold when he applies a little more pressure to your sensitive spot, and he groans at the friction of your body against his

Mindlessly, he dips his hand lower and traces his fingers in a tease over your hole, out of his mind horny with the way you moan at the contact

“God, you’re so hot,” he breathes as he eases the tips of his fingers just inside you

Your hand fumbles to his wrist and grips hard as he carefully sinks two fingers inside you, the little bites of your fingernails in his skin making Seungyoun dizzy

You’re so hot and tight around his fingers it’s unbelievable, and the noises you make sound like every wet dream he’s ever had when he starts pumping slowly, and Seungyoun thinks you might have been custom-designed to make him completely crazy

He’s usually gentler with you when he fingers you open, knows you get sensitive, but his fingers drive in and out of you with more desperation, the sight of all of you in he mirror at once for him to see making him less cautious

He finds the spot inside you he knows you love him to touch, thrusting into it just right, and he moans against your shoulder when your muscles clamp down hard on his fingers, and your other hand comes up and grips hard in his hair

He watches your brow furrow and your eyes roll shut, feels you start pulsing in tight, wrenching spasms on his fingers, hears your breathless cries as you arch back against him

He pulls his hand from your chest and starts fumbling at his zipper and waistband as he works you over because holy fucking god he needs to be in you so badly

Your eyes flutter open as the pulsing slows, your utterly wrecked gaze meeting his in the reflection, and Seungyoun groans and grabs your shoulder, pushing you forward until he’s crowded you up against the mirror

He’s thanking god you’re both right next to the dresser, near the drawer of condoms and lube, and he’s prepping himself so fast and in such a daze he can hardly focus

Something in his chest tightens as you try to help him, even in your weary post-orgasmic state, and he makes himself promise he won’t lose it and finish the second he’s inside of you because he needs to make this good for you, needs you to know he’d rather die than leave you unsatisfied

But holy shit is it difficult as he sinks into you inch by inch, feeling your intimate muscles still fluttering, and he’s not sure which of you is moaning louder but he wouldn’t be surprised if it’s him because fuck nothing has ever felt so good

Today is not his best day of being careful. He doesn’t think you mind, though, when he doesn’t slowly build up to a faster, harder rhythm, just goes for it straight off, because you make the most desperate, pleased noises he’s ever heard in his life

It’s taking the willpower of heroes to keep himself on the edge and not careening over as he slides home inside of you over and over and over, positively drowning himself in you, surrounding and filling you with himself

He can’t see either of you in the mirror anymore because you’re both pressed up against it, but he doesn’t care, doesn’t need to see your toes curling and your eyes squeezing shut and your mouth dropping open to know you’re as close as he is, he can feel it all in the unbelievable vise grip of you tightening on his dick

He reaches back around you and strokes you again, fast and messy and desperate, and the cry you make might be his new favorite sound in the whole world

There’s a slight ringing in his ears when he feels you start to come, and that’s it for his self-control, how can he deny himself heaven when it’s right here in front of him, and he buries himself as deep as he can and empties himself, gives you all that he has, short of breath and trembling

For a long moment you shudder together, out of your bodies, on another planet, and gradually you sink back into yourselves, relaxing against the mirror

When Seungyoun rests his forehead wearily in the crook your neck, the price tag on your collar pokes his cheek

He can’t help a little smile, and a “You’ll probably have to keep the shirt now”

His grin widens when he hears you snort quietly

Your voice sounds like miles of bad road when you ask, “what just happened?”

He bursts into laughter against your neck

“I have no idea.”

You laugh with him, melting back against him, and your hand lifts and rubs affectionately at his bicep

“Well it’s allowed to happen whenever you want, but maybe take off the clothes I’m going to return next time.”

(He pays for a new shirt for you. It’s money well-spent, he thinks.)

(Why no I'm completely fine and normal why do you ask)

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 1 year

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Preteen Reader gets her period and has Brunhilde (Who is definitely the first on to agree, sadistically of course) the Valkyrie Sisters, Eve, Aphrodite and Shiva’s wives in on having a ‘Period Party’, and inviting all the male God and Human Parental/Brotherly Figures, who are all trying to figure out what this party is for, as everyone’s eating red cake wondering who the hell is ‘Jason’ that’s written on the cake (Reader had her period on Friday the 13th) with all the women including Reader are snickering, giggling and laughing at them (Shiva figures it out first) basically this: https://youtube.com/shorts/RWGvgoCw3zI?feature=share

-After calming you down and teaching you that this was a natural part of being a woman, Eve and Brunnhilde sent out a message to Aphrodite, the other Valkyries, and Shiva’s wives, telling them it was time.

-The whole lot of you, after you agreed, had a plot in the making to mess with the men in your life, all of your adoptive father and brother figures.

-Kali and Durga took care of inviting all of the men, Parvarti was with Eve in the kitchen making a red velvet cake, and you, Aphrodite, and all of the Valkyries got busy get decorating for your party.

-Hercules and Ares were the first to arrive, both giving you big hugs, Ares grinning down at you, “Kali said we’re celebrating! But I’m not sure why- she wouldn’t say.”

-You just grinned up at him, telling him not to worry about it.

-Jack and Kojiro were the ones to arrive next and Jack was easily able to see all of the women were up to something, but nothing cruel as they both greeted you.

-More and more continued to show up, enjoying the red decorations and the red velvet cake, but many were confused to see the name ‘Jason’ on top of the cake.

-When any of them would ask who Jason was, the women just all smiled, telling them not to worry about it, so many thought it was because today was Friday the 13th.

-As the party went on the men, except Jack, started to realize something was up, as all of the women were being quite cryptic.

-The only one that hadn’t arrived was Shiva, as he had been in the middle of something but would be by shortly after he was finished.

-When Shiva walked in, he froze, seeing the decorations, half worried he had forgotten a birthday or something like that before he looked around.

-His grin widened more and more before he looked down at you after hugging you, “Do any of them know what this is all for?”

-Your gremlin-like grin and the matching grins on the women quickly had Shiva howling with laughter, two hands on his knees and the other two wrapped around his stomach.

-The men quickly grew annoyed with him, as well as all of the women, thinking they were being pranked, Zeus tried to use his ‘big’ voice against Aphrodite, demanding to know what was going on, but a quick glare from her stopped that right in his tracks.

-Eve put a hand on your head, patting gently, “We’re celebrating Y/N’s first period!”

-The men, except Shiva who was twitching on the ground nearby, barely able to breathe, all turned to stone, realizing the reasoning behind this party.

-You and the other women were quick to join Shiva in laughter, finding it hysterical as many of the men in the room were quick to pout, complaining that you were cruel.

-This, however, just made you laugh harder.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader

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mywritingonlyfans · 2 years

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how about a eddie x reader where they’re both at a party (don’t ask my why lol), reader gets really drunk and start to not feel so good so eddie takes care of her, they talk for a bit and eventually she starts crying and telling him about the guy that she has feelings for, but she thinks the feeling is not mutual (eddie is the guy ofc and he likes her back).. anyway, it ends with a cute love confession or something like that? :)(btw sorry if it sounds cheesy asf lmao)

Prompt (with some changes): reader is at home alone, without your parents, ends up deciding to drink alone for the first time because you think it will be a good idea and it will make you more attractive in Eddie's eyes and ends up having to call him because you're not feeling well... the rest follow the request that was sent!! it's a little angst!!

Words: 4K.

"Hey, Eddie," you intertwined your feet as if he could see you. "I think I'm in need of help." Your melodic, trembling voice filled his ears.

He was worried already, but still his face lit up in a silly smile at the thought of your overly concerned self, biting your lips like crazy not knowing what to do until you had someone to help you calm down-- He knew he was the one you needed even though he didn't even know what it was about, and as wrongly as it was, he liked knowing that you felt comfortable with him.

"Talk to me, sweetheart," he didn't hesitate. You liked that nickname directed at you, although you felt bad that Eddie called everyone like that; you were no exception. "You're fine, right?"

You chuckled, wishing you could hug him and have him reassure you that you'd be okay and that you were just being overly stressed as usual. "Do you remember my parents were going to be away for the whole weekend?" He became aware of how flawed your words were and your mind seemed to be far away. He feared knowing what could be, but he didn't expect that from you. He would be proud if you were okay, yet you looked scared and regretful, it hurt him.

"Yep, I promised to spend the next few days with you so you wouldn't feel alone." He said cautiously, pausing as your breath hitched over the phone. "Y/N, babe, are you drunk?"

"I think I am," your eyes filled with tears. "I thought it would make me look nicer, like you maybe, but I'm feeling awful, my head hurts and I feel like I'm sinking, Eddie, I'm-"

"Shiu," he frowned, feeling his heart tighten in his chest as he felt despair wash over you. "You'll be okay, babe. I will be there in a few, promise."

"Thank you, Eddie."

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You dropped your body to the corner of the wall, holding your head in your hands. Your belly ached and you felt like you were going to throw up, and although you stopped still, your head and body felt like you were a wreck. Your first time drinking was going great, apparently.

"Hey there, babe," his soft voice roamed the room. Your mind was dizzy, your vision was starting to go the same way, it was hard to tell if you thought he took too much to get there or too fast. "I'll help you to your room, huh? it's too cold in here." He said serenely, looking into your lost eyes and smiling to see that you weren't able to formulate cohesive words so easily.

"Uh-huh," You nodded, sure that his big brown eyes were making you feel at least a little better inside. Well, but not for too long, as he lifted you up, holding your body to his, you felt the hallway spin even more. "Eddie," you squinted, your throat already burning as your hands tightened on his jacket.

In which, he understood, guiding you to the bathroom of your room, trying his best not to make sudden movements with you in his arms even though he was extremely awkward. Along the way he could see several open and mirrored bottles, even though not all of them were finished, it was obvious to him that your stomach didn't take it well that your first attempt at alcohol had been a diverse mix of hot strong liquids. As soon as he opened the door, you darted inside. Not knowing the right thing to do, he opened your windows believing that fresh air would do you good and walked towards you that were on your knees in front of the toilet.

"You don't have to," you didn't even get to finish it until you felt like emptying yourself again. Your body was curled up, your hands were shaking and he couldn't tell if you were crying in pain or just because you were feeling emotional with it all.

He ran a hand through your hair, pulling it back a bit not to let it get in the way, then dropped his hands down your back until you were done. "I'll be always 'ere for you, okay? It doesn't matter what it is 'bout." He whispered, wishing he could be in your shoes so you don't have to be feeling this way. You hugged your knees, letting the tears fall down your cheeks and silent sobs take over you. "C'mere, babe," he took you in his arms, wrapping you like a mother would. "Don't worry, darlin', this is expected for the first time, you will feel good soon." His lips touched your forehead as you tried to hide against his chest. "No need to feel bad about it."

Your mind was a mess, and to think that all you wanted to do was succeed in a way for him to notice you and instead you ended up with him watching you in that deplorable state made you feel miserable. Seriously, how did you get to this level in your life? If he didn't feel anything for you before, now you wouldn't have a chance at all.

"D'you feel any better?" You nodded, even though it was clear to him that you were still bad. "I mean, at least, I don't feel my stomach and throat burning anymore." He laughed, kissing your temple and repeating that you'd be fine soon.

"Eddie," you said reluctantly, getting his watchful eye on you. "I need the bathroom for a few minutes." You whispered, seeing him agree with his still reluctant gaze over you not wanting to leave you alone. "To pee and brush my teeth, honestly."

His cheeks flushed and then he helped you up, taking time to observe you to make sure leaving you alone wouldn't be harmful. "Fine, but I'll leave the door open, okay?" he said before walking away. You were leaning against the sink, still feeling like everything was in slow motion but trying your best to stay still. "If you need me I'll be right here, just call me, babe." He assured, a contagious, yet worried smile on his face as he watched you calmly. He was everything to you. Sometimes you wish he knew.

"Thank you, Ed," you smiled back in the best way your mind could guide you to do so. Your legs were limp as usual for being around him, but now, more than ever, you knew you'd fucked things up.

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In cautious steps, your movements and drowsy vision could see Eddie rising from your bed, barefoot and playing with his fingers, clearly just waiting for you in his attentive state. You enjoyed it. It made you feel special to him somehow. The curls were lovely, so soft they looked like they were begging to be touched and his face looked more angelic than ever, the alcohol was intensifying things for you. Soon, his hands were on your waist as you laughed without knowing why, guiding you to the bed.

He laughed along with you, concluding to himself that this was extremely cute. "See? You're already laughing about it, you'll see that this will be a funny story to be told in a few days." He helped you lean over, not wanting you to lie down completely in case you might throw up, and allowed himself to sit next to you, holding your hand over your belly as your briefly merry eyes went dull again.

"Am I still drunk? I feel funny." You said realizing that your voice was still messy. He smiled, showing all the cute teeth and the furrows on his lovely face that were going more prominent. You squeezed his hand, running your fingers through his rings and touched his cheek with your other.

"You deffo still are. You will wake up better tho." He looked nervous, but you were under the influence of alcohol, so you didn't know if that was true. He closed his eyes briefly at your touch, letting you take your time there. He liked that.

"Eddie," you whispered, causing him to open his eyes and kiss your hand. You smiled sadly at him, and he wished you were sober.

"I'm here for you, love," his lips curved sweetly as your fingers went to his curls. You'd never touched him like this, and although it confused him, he knew you were drunk and unaware of it.

"Would you like me more if I were more interesting? Or more like you, maybe? Like, if I could handle drinks, joints or at least stay up all night instead of needing to sleep in your van before the band gigs ended..." Your eyes welled up, even though you were looking at him in an affectionate way.

You've mentioned this to him before, about how he could share his cigarettes with you or the excessive questions about drinking, the problem was, Eddie never wanted to be responsible for influencing you, deep down he knew you didn't want that, just wanted to fit in or feel something. He loved you, he just never thought you wanted to do this for him. As selfish as that sounded, he felt hurt knowing he didn't make you feel special the way you were to him. How had he let this slip?

"I like having you asleep, covered in my jacket on the backseat after every gig, I don't care, I like knowing you've been watchin' me," he was understanding, squeezing your hand in his, wanting to be able to comfort you. "I wouldn't change a thing about you, I like you the way you are. We have a lot of things in common, from bands to favorite books and places, actually not drinking or smoking makes you am even more interesting version of me than I am." He laughed awkwardly, but sure of what he said. Mirroring you, his eyes began to water too.

"That's nice to hear," you sighed. He wrinkled his nose happily at having cheered you up. Mentally, he made a note of working harder on making you feel special to him. You stood up, staggering to the side, and wrapped him in your little arms. He didn't hesitate to take you to him, stroking your hair as you made your home in his chest, sinking your nose into his neck. He was comfortable like that, with you stuck to him. "You're important to me."

"You are important to me too, little one." He felt warm to the feel of you smiling against his shirt. He didn't want to have to let you go.

A comfortable silence hung over you, your fingers tangled with the chains of his jacket and his fingertips felt like they were made to be in your hair, for a few moments you believed that everything would be fine and that you wouldn't make it worse. You wished you could stay like this forever.

"Have you ever been in love?" Your voice was low, he almost didn't understand. As he became aware of the words, he felt a pang of fear washing over him. His throat too dry to respond, he just nodded in a guttural sound. "So, I like this boy, I'm quiet in love with him, honestly," you said in a straight face, as if you were sure of it. Interestingly, he struggled to remain indifferent to this information. You took a deep breath, lifting your head and looking at him for a few seconds, before sinking into him again, squeezing him even tighter. His heart was racing in his chest. "And huh, he always treats me well, makes me feel good even with the most nonsensical things I can think of or say. He knows how to calm me down, the right songs and hugs that will make me feel better. He's got soft full hair, big brown eyes like a puppy's, oh, he's also the best guitar player I know. He won't let me have his cigarette when he's driving because he doesn't want me to smoke, he says it's bad for my health and whenever I ask about why is he doing that so he ignores me and starts singing loudly, imitating the sound of the guitar and all, I remember hating it at first, but I started doing it on purpose because I like to see how reluctant he is about it," you paused to breathe, letting your eyes settle on his. You held back a sob as you bit your lip and let out a humorless laugh. Leaning back in front of him, you held his face. Eddie had tears running down his cheeks, he was afraid of confusing you even more, but he couldn't forget that you were drunk, that could just be a momentary feeling or far from being true. Even though he didn't think that was the case, he wouldn't talk or even do anything to you when you were like that. You bit your lip hard and he was feeling terrible for being such a mess. You deserved so much more. "Won't you say anything, Eddie?" You frowned, watching his face in your hands, every spots and tears. You knew that you were only able to do this because of the alcohol and that the next morning you would hate yourself for it. After all, you still felt better having him as your best friend than not having him.

He kept silent, wiped some stubborn tears from your cheeks and brought your face close, involuntarily allowing himself to get lost a little in how adorable you looked, even with your puffy face and red eyes. You took a deep breath, hoping that in seconds he would close the distance between you. And then, his lips touched your cheek, nose and then forehead, still not saying a word, he hugged you tight to him, who soon broke down in tears as he tried to protect you from himself. He had broken you, he felt it in him, but he hopes he could fix it soon.

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Opening your eyes, the first thing you felt was that your head was heavy, as if a hole was about to be opened in your forehead. Scratching your eyelids, you began to become aware of things around you. Your sheets and you smelled like Eddie, even though he wasn't there anymore (you didn't blame him), you felt cozy with the comforter he had placed for you to hug, and also because you were immersed in his scent. You felt pathetic. In a bit of a panic, you felt irritated to remember everything. At least he thought about you before he left you there alone, he didn't hate you.

"Fuck," you whispered to yourself, feeling your balance leave you as you got up. Thinking of last night's bottles and failed attempts made your mind ache. The idea of Eddie not being there was unsettling. "You're so fuckin' stupid." You said it a little louder than the first time, throwing the comforter at the door.

"Y/N," Eddie's unmistakable voice filled your ears.

You rushed out of your room, smelling food wafting through the house, and like in a dream you came across him in your kitchen that was trying to decide whether to put down the pot or chase you into the bedroom. He hadn't left.

"Are you okay?" He said examining your features, he certainly expected you to be worse.

It was good that his voice was sweet and calm, so it didn't come close to making you angry. Even so, embarrassingly, you were relieved to see with your own eyes that he was still there.

"Yep, I just feel a little weak and in pain," you replied, massaging your temple. Maybe the night before had been a delusion and he didn't know you were desperately into him, right? You tried to calm down.

He squinted his eyes, as if trying to guess. "Muscle aches and headaches?" You nodded, watching him smile. He straightened his apron, reminding you how bad in the kitchen he was, even though he looked adorable with his body being hugged by the fabric and making what looked like to be eggs for breakfast. You wanted to hate him, but unfortunately, not even knowing he didn't feel the same way could get you out of it, the butterflies were there again as if nothing had changed overnight. "I remembered to bring you Tylenol yesterday, I thought it would be necessary." He indicated the card on the counter with his head, which by the way already had water on the side. You looked curious, taking some pills in your hands and as soon as he left the stove he came closer to you. "I thought you'd sleep more, I'd take it there for you. I didn't want you to wake up alone." He brushed a lock of your hair behind your ear, kissing your forehead solemnly as expected.

"I really appreciate that you're still here," you said, avoiding looking into his eyes. He kept close, making your heart race. What was he doing?

"Did you think I would leave?" He rubbed his bangs across your forehead, getting a few laughs out of you. "You were feeling bad and overly concerned, like a proper sweet mess, I would never leave you alone knowing you were not feeling well." His hand rested on your waist, holding you slightly to the counter. Your breath had failed and everything felt like a joke. "You're important to me."

"No, I'm not. Not like that," you felt like crying. "Do not make fun of me." You felt your body shake as tears came to your eyes. It was clear that all that had indeed happened and that he remembered everything. You would suffer the consequences of your own actions.

"I would never make fun of you, babe, you know that,"

"I don't," you continued, feeling his body warm against yours. His face was close to you as he pressed your waist to his. You didn't know if you wanted to understand him or run away. "I don't know anything, I don't know why you act like you feel something for me when I like you and we both know you don't feel the same way." Your tone intensified and you tried to pull him away from you at least a little bit.

He chuckled, not backing away. He wouldn't let it go this time. "I don't feel the same way?" He cupped your chin, forcing your eyes to meet his. You looked at him, taking in his messy curls and reddened lips from the much he was biting them. You hadn't even noticed that he was nervous about something too. "Y/N, I traveled halfway across town without hesitation to check that you were okay, you reflect your mood on me like no one else, I just can't be happy or in a good mood if you're not, I feel special whenever you say to someone I'm your favorite musician. I know you might think this is just me being friendly cuz you're my best friend, which in fact you are, but even though I'll always take care of you no matter what, I honestly don't know how I can make clearer how in love I am with you." He concluded with his nose brushing yours. Your mouth was dry, as was his. It definitely felt like a dream.

Unable to contain the smile, your hands came over his that held your face close. His eyes were shining so bright it was comforting to think it was for you. "Why didn't you kiss me last night or even say something?" You asked what was so tight in your chest. His voice showed the pain and he martinized himself for not having thought of anything to say the day before.

"I've loved you for a while now," he kissed your cheek, chuckling at the way you sighed in anticipation and lightness. You seemed to enjoy hearing that, he intended to repeat it many more times. "I really didn't know how to react, not to mention I would never kiss you knowing you weren't in your full consciousness. I was afraid you'd regret everything the next morning, that nothing you said was really true. It wasn't for lack of feelings. You were just too drunk. Just as your words seemed too perfect to be real."

You opened a wide smile, which was soon copied on his lips. You couldn't be more relieved and happy. "Well, it was all true. I'm fully in love with you, Eddie, heart and soul." Without further ado, before you even finished your words, his face dipped into you, his soft lips touched yours as his hands held you tightly to him, his nose brushed your skin and you wanted to feel his curls tickling you forever. That was even better than you had imagined over all this years.

You slowly opened your eyes, watching him as he kept his closed with his mouth still hanging open. "Fuck, you're really something else," his face radiated happiness, you feared yours was no different.

"I can't believe you like me," you said lost in ecstasy.

"I love you, babe. Liking is too little for how I feel." He kissed your nose and then cheek, sitting you between him on the counter. "You're stuck to me now." He guided your arms so they were wrapped around him. You held him to you, with legs and hands, burying your nose in his hair, letting the heat of his body snuggle you. You couldn't believe all that.

"I'm glad I am," you whispered, letting the silence take over for a few moments. His hands ran down your back, squeezing your waist for him every once in a while, just as your fingers didn't leave his hair for a second. "Will you spend the rest of the weekend here?"

"Yes," he murmured happily, making you squeeze him even tighter. "We'll be like an old, happy couple married for years," he started, drawing your attention to him as he took a few steps back. "We'll have breakfast together, lunch together, dinner together and love our bodies together in our spare time, you'll have to be curled up with me to sleep every one of these nights!" He concluded happy to make you blush.

"Huh, I'm not complaining." He raised his eyebrows at your statement.

Pointing briefly at his freshly made scrambled eggs, he dropped to one knee, reaching out his hand to you. "Then, you better join me, m'lady."

You were definitely trapped in one of your dreams. And you were loving it.

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floralcyanide · 2 years

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10,000 Miles

Long Distance Relationship Austin Butler x Reader

>> finally finished one of my WIPs! I had this idea one day and just had to write about it. PLEASE MIND THE WARINGS. I don't suggest reading this around other people lolll. also I'm sorry if this is formatted weird I'm posting from my phone 😬

pairing: Austin Butler x Reader

warnings: smut, minors please don't interact!! please!!!, oral (f and m receiving), mutual m*sturbation, squirting, dirty talk, I hope I'm not forgetting anything

word count: 3715

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Austin Butler. Your boyfriend of almost two years that you have yet to ever see in person. When the two of you met over Tinder, the pandemic had just hit, and Austin was all the way in Australia filming Elvis. He wasn’t able to come home, and you weren’t able to fly to Australia. In the beginning, you were genuinely shocked when the two of you matched. You had swiped right and thought nothing of it- you figured it was one of those too good to be true things in life and that he would never swipe right on you. But one day, you woke up, and there the notification was that Austin had, in fact, matched with you. Shock didn’t even describe what you were feeling. You knew who Austin was, and you had seen him many times on television as a teenager. You always thought he was charming and cute, and it turned out he was exactly that. Except you only know that because of texts, phone calls, and facetime instead of face-to-face experience.

Today, that’s about to change. Austin is finally coming back to America after finishing filming. You’re at the airport in the waiting area at his flight gate, scrolling through your phone. You anxiously look up from it every minute to ensure you haven’t missed him leaving the plane. It’s almost time for his flight to land, and your nerves are torn up. So many questions are running through your head. What if Austin doesn’t like what he sees? What if I look different in person? What if I’m not what he wants? What if he’s different in person? What if, what if, what if? Austin is a big celebrity now, and you’re just, well, you. You have a job and go to college, and that’s about it. Of course there’s nothing wrong with that, but in comparison to Austin, you don’t have an exciting life.

The screen that shows what time the plane is landing changes and now says Austin’s plane is in the process of landing. It feels like your heart skips an entire beat. It’s going to be about ten more minutes before Austin actually exits the plane. Those ten minutes are dragging by ever so slowly. You swear you’ve looked up from your phone every thirty seconds on the dot. You get sucked into a TikTok rabbit hole and forget where you are for a few minutes. Until in your peripheral, you see a large number of people walk past you. You hurriedly shove your phone in your pocket and stand up from your seat, eyeballing the crowd of people leaving the terminal.

You’re a reasonable distance away from the terminal, so you can easily spot Austin from afar and give yourself a second to have an initial reaction without being seen. A tall man with a beanie stands out in the crowd, and you recognize his face. It’s Austin. You gasp- you can hardly contain your excitement. Finally, he makes eye contact with you, luggage in hand. He stops and drops his bags, and a rush of adrenaline fills you as you all but run in his direction. You throw your arms around Austin’s neck as he pulls you as close to his body as possible in a crushing hug. You squeeze him back as hard as you can. Now that you have him in your arms, you never want to let go. But after a few minutes of holding each other, you both eventually pull away.

“Let me look at you,” Austin smiles, holding you by your face as he studies it.

You gaze up at him lovingly with the biggest smile on your face. This is everything you imagined it’d be.

“You’re more beautiful in person,” he tucks some hair behind your ear softly.

Your face burns at the compliment, even though Austin has told you that you’re beautiful more times than you can count. But this time, it’s different. This time it’s in person, in front of you, and to your face.

“And you,” you slide your hands from around Austin’s neck to his face, “Are far more handsome in person.”

He hums with a smile before leaning in to kiss you. When your lips meet, it’s gentle and soft. You have to contain yourself and only kiss him for a few seconds because you’re still in public. Pulling away almost reluctantly, you take in his face immediately after kissing him for the first time. Austin’s eyes are still closed, and there’s a content smile on his pretty lips. You planned on having your way with those lips later on. But for now, you’ll enjoy the simplicity of being in his presence.

“We should get going if we wanna beat traffic,” you whisper, causing Austin’s eyes to snap back open.

“Yeah, we should get out of here,” he says before grabbing his bags.

You grab some of his luggage for him despite his protests, and the two of you leave the airport and head to Austin’s apartment. You both live in L.A., which means you’ll be seeing each other whenever Austin isn’t away filming. However, for the next week, you’ll be staying over at his place, so you won’t have to worry about going back and forth from your apartment every day. Austin’s palm and fingers take up almost your whole thigh as you drive. He keeps his hand there the entire way to his apartment as he sneaks glances at you when not looking at his phone. Austin had to be touching you in some form since he went without being able to for so long. Two years of just texting and calling were sometimes miserable. Especially if either of you needed comfort or intimacy. Both of you are incredibly touch starved at this point between the longing and separation. Of course, there were times the two of you had to compromise. Phone sex wasn’t out of the equation entirely. It embarrassed you the first time you had touched yourself with Austin on the phone listening, but over time it became easier. Facetiming while getting off was far more intense. You could see each other while doing that, at least. Sexting wasn’t rare- it was actually the easier form of sex between the two of you, especially when you both were busy all the time. If you had to choose from all three, you would prefer facetime. But now, it’s safe to assume you and Austin will prefer the real thing over all else.

Even though you’re both ready to jump each other’s bones at any second, today will be spent getting to know each other a little more and resting. You know each other inside and out despite being ten thousand miles away for two years, of course, but getting to know someone face-to-face is a whole other deal. Plus, Austin is incredibly jet-lagged, so he probably isn’t as energetic right now. Finally, you reach his place and bring inside all of his luggage. You insist Austin get some rest, and you can just chill out while he does, but he refuses.

“Let me shower, and I’ll just stay with you in the living room. I’m not that tired,” Austin argues.

You sigh, “Fine. But you’ll be super tired tomorrow, pretty boy.”

He strides over to you in the living room from where he’s standing in the hall, grabbing your face again, “Pretty boy, huh?”

Heat shoots up your neck at his sudden proximity, “Yep. Now go shower before you get distracted,” you chuckle.

“Too late for that,” Austin mumbles before connecting his lips to yours.

Now it’s just the two of you alone in Austin’s apartment, and you can kiss however you want for however long you want. It’s a dangerous game when you’ve never been around each other. Austin has you pulled as close to him as possible, his hands gripping your face like you’re going to vanish from his touch any second. He deepens the kiss, running his tongue over your bottom lip. You pull away, much to his disliking.

“Baby, I’m not going anywhere, I promise. Go shower and unpack. I’ll still be here,” you say, putting a hand on his cheek, to which he nudges his face into your palm in response to your touch.

“Fine,” Austin drawls before kissing your nose and walking towards his bedroom.

You remain in the living room, where you sit on the couch and surf through streaming platforms until you finally settle on your favorite show. You’ve seen it tens of times, but you don’t care. Just something to do until Austin finishes what he needs to do. After a while, you nearly forget where you are from being so engrossed in the show. It isn’t until your boyfriend walks up next to you that you’re shaken out of it.

“Why am I not surprised you’re watching this?” Austin chuckles before sitting next to you.

You roll your eyes and playfully shove his arm, “It’s my favorite. Of course I’m watching it.”

Austin just smiles at you. He can’t get over you being here with him right now. He pulls you into his side, burying his face in your neck. He stays like that for a while, and eventually, you feel his breathing calm. He’s fallen asleep. You decide to wait until the episode finishes to gently wake him and get him to bed.

“Aus, baby, it’s time to go to bed,” you whisper, stroking his hair to make him stir a little.

Austin groans and buries his face deeper into your neck, his arm around your shoulders. You slowly remove his arm and pull away from his face before standing up. He sleepily blinks up at you, a little upset you disturbed his sleep. You offer a hand out to him to pull himself up from the couch. He begrudgingly walks behind you with his hand still in yours as you turn off the TV. Austin makes a beeline to the bed, and you go through your bag to get into comfier clothes. It’s dark, and you’re pretty sure he’s already passed out, so you start stripping. It’s not until you’re fully undressed that Austin lets out a low whistle.

“Beautiful,” he says, his voice still hoarse from the little bit of sleep he got.

“Go to sleep,” you joke as you pull on a t-shirt and shorts.

“Not until you’re next to me,” Austin says.

You nearly melt into a puddle at his words. When you climb into the bed, you’re immediately pulled into Austin’s chest. He wraps his legs around yours as he snakes his arms around your waist. You can’t move, but you don’t mind. There’s nowhere else you’d rather be.

When you wake up, your face is squished into Austin’s chest with your arm thrown over his torso. He’s sound asleep, light snores leaving his slightly opened lips. You can’t help but admire how absolutely gorgeous Austin is, even when his hair is an absolute mess, and stubble covers his face. You could get used to waking up to him every day. You’re so lost in thought you don’t realize Austin is now awake and peering down at you through barely opened eyes.

“You know, it’s weird to stare at people,” Austin mumbles, his voice deep from sleep.

“But you’re so pretty,” you smile, tracing shapes on his abdomen.

Maintaining eye contact, the corners of Austin’s lips curl up into a small smile, “I love you.”

You inhale sharply at the three little words. You’ve said it over the phone and texted it many, many times. But this was the first time he’s said it in person.

“I love you too,” you say back before facing your head away from Austin, nuzzling into his shirt.

He pets your head as a happy warmth fills your body. In your line of sight, you notice the covers dip just below Austin’s stomach, revealing a morning bulge. You can’t tear your eyes away from it. It’s only the second day, but after two years of being unable to touch each other, maybe waiting can be tossed out of the window. Besides, now you’re here to do something about his problem instead of talking him through it over the phone.

“Need some help with that?” you muse out loud, rubbing your hand over Austin’s lower stomach, dangerously close to his hard-on.

“No, baby. It’s fine,” Austin kisses your head before sliding up into a sitting position, “I’ll take care of it.”

You’re now sitting up too, hovering over his body slightly, “Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” Austin waves dismissively before getting up from the bed.

You put a hand on his chest to stop him, “Can I watch?”

His breath hitches in his throat for a moment before he nods, settling back into his sitting position. After removing his t-shirt, Austin pulls his cock out from his briefs and gives himself a few pumps as you watch intently. He runs a hand up his abdomen slowly as he gains a rhythm with his hand, running his thumb over the tip to gather the precum that has gathered. You can’t help the wetness that pools between your legs at the simple sight of Austin getting himself off. Sure, you’ve seen it through your phone many times, but it happening in front of you was far more erotic. You bite your lip, wanting to touch him so badly, but you resist the urge. Instead, you sit beside him and mirror his posture as you start sliding your hands along your thighs. Austin throws his head back and sighs, his eyes closed in pleasure. He was absolutely flawless like this.

You dip a hand into your shorts, pushing your underwear to the side as you circle an experimental finger around your clit. Your gaze doesn’t leave Austin’s hand, slowly guiding itself up and down his length. Matching the pace of his hand, you take two fingers and start rubbing the bundle of nerves. A quiet moan escapes your lips, and Austin rolls his head to the side to look at you. His eyes are glossed over, and his eyelids grow heavy from looking at you touching yourself next to him.

“Fuck,” Austin mutters, quickening his strokes.

You quicken yours as well, sneaking a hand up your shirt to grasp one of your breasts. Quickly, you pull down your shorts and underwear and kick them to the side. You toss your left leg over Austin’s right one, and you let your other leg dangle off the side of the bed, giving you easier access to your slick pussy. Inserting a finger into your entrance, you use your thumb to flick your clit. You add another finger immediately, already incredibly wet as you fuck your fingers in time with Austin’s thrusts into his hand. You and Austin are gazing into each other’s eyes as you fuck yourselves, breathless moans, and gasps coming from your mouths. Removing your hand from your breast, you meander your way to Austin’s available hand on his chest, grasping onto it.

He uses the pad of his thumb to play with his tip, eyes still not leaving yours, “I’m getting close, babe.”

The deepness of his voice turns you on even more, but you decide to stop touching yourself and climb over to Austin’s lap.

“I want you to cum in my mouth,” you say, lowering yourself onto his legs as you hover your face by his cock.

Austin guides his length over to your mouth, where you take the tip into your mouth and suck as he continues to pump himself.

“You’re so beautiful like that,” Austin smiles, blissed out, “Gonna swallow for me?”

You nod as you kitten lick the precum that’s continuously leaking. He squeezes his cock as he pumps faster, his breathing getting quicker. You feel Austin twitch before he releases into your mouth, a hot stream of cum running down your throat. You keep sucking on his head until he’s done riding out his high.

“Come here, babe,” Austin motions for you to sit up.

You lift your body off his thighs and crawl back over to your spot in the bed next to him. He pulls you onto his lap, where you’re facing away from him, your back against his chest. Austin slides his hands along your hips and waist, tugging up your shirt before completely removing it from your torso. You didn’t sleep with a bra on, so you’re both now completely naked. Austin pulls your legs as far apart as they can go, pushing your right leg into your side, so you’re splayed out for him. He runs his hands across your thighs before putting his index and middle finger on either lip, spreading your pussy open further.

“So perfect. All for me,” Austin whispers in your ear, sending a shiver through you.

“All for you,” you gasp as he slams two fingers inside you, instantly curling them.

With his other two fingers, Austin draws circles on your clit as he relentlessly finger fucks you. Your breathing picks up as your abdomen tightens, waves of pleasure shooting through your body as his fingers hit your g spot. Austin feels you clench around him, and he removes his fingers. He prods your mouth open to put his fingers covered in your slick against your tongue. Austin starts furiously rubbing your pussy as obscene wet sounds echo in the room.

“Oh fuck,” you cry, arousal spreading around your core and thighs from Austin’s hand moving at an alarming pace.

“Who’s pussy is this, hmm?” he growls in your ear, not letting up on his assault as he pulls his hand from your mouth.

“Yours,” you choke out pitifully, your eyes beginning to water from the intense ecstasy.

Austin pushes your bent leg flat against the mattress, allowing your core to spread impossibly wider and allowing him to swipe his hand over more of your pussy. You’re about to cum, and hard. No one has ever touched you like this, and although it’s downright filthy and off the rails, it’s going to send you into overdrive. The sound of your drenched pussy being rubbed furiously overtakes the sound of your labored breathing. You can feel an intense warmth forming in your lower stomach as your eyes roll into the back of your head.

“I’m gonna fucking cum,” you whimper, your hands finding purchase in the fitted sheet as you grip it.

“You wanna cum?” Austin bites your ear lobe, “Cum for me, baby.”

Everything turns white as your stomach contracts, a powerful gush of arousal leaving your body. As your orgasm takes over, your body convulses while Austin is still not letting up on his unrelenting pace. You open your eyes, and as your pussy twitches, you squirt everywhere again, much to your boyfriend’s delight. You gasp as your body finally falls limp, and Austin pulls his hand away.

“That,” he pauses with a breathy chuckle, “Was so hot.”

Your face burns when you notice how soaked the bedding is.

“God, I’m sorry about making a mess,” you say, your breathing evening out, “I’ve never done that before.”

“It’s okay, babe,” Austin kisses your neck softly, “Was it worth the wait?”

“It was definitely worth the wait,” you laugh, “I don’t think I’ve ever cum that hard.”

Before you can say or do anything else, Austin gathers your hair in his hand before he pushes you off. He forces your face down into the mattress with your ass in the air, your thighs still glistening from your fluids.

“Wanna do it again?” Austin asks, running his free palm from between your shoulder blades down your back until it reaches your asscheeks.

“Fuck me,” you wiggle your hips, your voice muffled.

Austin grips your hips as he lines up with you, plunging in easily.

“Still so wet.” he moans.

You push yourself against him every time he thrusts forward, causing him to bottom out and his tip to hit your cervix. Austin presses his hand to your lower stomach, feeling himself inside your abdomen with every snap of his hips. The pressure causes both of you to moan.

“Can feel you in my stomach,” your face contorts into a look of outright pleasure as Austin speeds up his thrusts.

His hand that’s in your hair has an unforgiving grip, your head being pulled back every time Austin moves. He pulls you up completely, wrapping an arm around your neck and holding you to his chest by a headlock. Austin’s other hand finds your clit as he pounds up into you.

“Please,” you beg, a second orgasm creeping up on you.

“Please, what?” He asks teasingly while biting into your neck.

“Please, I wanna cum again,” you whine with both your hands gripping Austin’s arm.

“Wait until I tell you, baby,” he says, his voice completely wrecked from the excursion.

Austin is merciless as his hips snap forward. You feel him twitch as his thrusts become more erratic and off rhythm. His arm that has you in a headlock presses against your neck, cutting off airflow slightly as he begins to lose himself.

“Go ahead, and cum for me, doll,” Austin grunts in your ear, and stars fly behind your eyes as your second orgasm takes over your body.

You clenching around him sends him over the edge as he moves in and out of you. Austin pulls out and watches with hooded eyes as his cum and your arousal leak from your pussy. He takes a finger and runs it up your slit, causing you to shudder. You collapse onto the bed, turning over on your back before looking up at your boyfriend. Austin runs a hand through his hair lazily before laying down next to you.

“That was amazing,” you exhale.

Austin pulls you to his sweaty chest, wrapping both arms around you, “That it was.”

“I think it was worth two years of waiting,” you say as you draw circles on his skin.

“I love you so much. You know that, right?” Austin says offhandedly.

“I love you too,” you grin.

Whether it’s 10,000 miles or 10 steps away, you would do anything for him, and he would do anything for you.

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hopeless-nostalgiac · 2 months

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Oooh, your WIP list is fascinating. Normally mine looks a lot more like that too, but the inspiration has been running low lately. I'd most like to know about to be wanted (by you) and Separation Anxiety, please and thankyou!

I'm very low on inspiration, too. I need the tiva spin-off. Right. Now.

I got the idea for to be wanted (by you) from a post here. It's a tag to the episode where Tony thinks he's going to be on the NCIS recruitment poster or whatever, and at the end they choose Gibbs instead. Ziva tries to console him by pointing out that his shoulder made it onto the poster. In the fic, Tony is still moping later that day and Ziva endeavors to...help him through it. There is also some Ziva introspection about her instinct to absorb the emotions of others because I can't resist. Here's a snippet:

Now she caught herself. Did she sense when Gibbs was displeased with his agents’ meager findings on a case? Yes. Could she perceive Abby’s disappointment over McGee missing their friendiversary? Of course. But that was where it stopped, the awareness. She no longer felt the need to mitigate the emotions of others. Except, perhaps, when it came to Tony DiNozzo. Granted, it took concerted effort to ignore her partner’s antics on a good day. Years of practice afforded Ziva the ability to block out his incessant chatter and non-stop pop culture references, most of which she didn’t understand anyway. She could convince herself his over-the-top whines were wind chimes and his boisterous laughter the twittering of happy birds. The days passed smoothly if she achieved such delusion. What she could not do so easily was dismiss Tony when he was hurt, even if the wound was to his ego rather than his flesh.

Separation Anxiety is Tivali in Paris, post 17x11, focusing on Ziva acclimating to family life. It's one of those pieces that I wrote a draft for, but I've never been able to continue it in a way that makes me happy. Maybe someday.

This was the pattern since she returned. To be with Tali. That’s how it started. To claw back time, the nearly four years they lost. Daylight hours were not enough. Ziva would climb in after Tony read exactly two picture books (or two chapters of a chapter book). Lullabies sung. A few whispers. Then sleep. At the farmhouse, the reverse had been true. Tali knew only Ziva’s bed the first year, an arrangement of convenience for 3 a.m. nursings. The routine continued as Tali grew and Ziva grew accustomed to her little girl snuggled to her body, as if trying to return in-womb. Tali’s “big girl bed” in her “big girl room” was merely a prop after sunset. Secretly, Ziva loved it. It was in that bedroom Tali was conceived; it was there that Tony gave her hope again, a reason to fight and live. How her daughter ever learned to walk was a wonder! The hours she was not holding her child close, on a hip or fully against her chest, were so few. Even in sleep, it was hard to let go. Now, she clung to school-going Tali not in awe, but fear.

Thanks for the interest!! *hugs*

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Can we get something about a tall and curvy s/o for skz? Because we don’t see enough of that and let me tell you 🤧 I am a tall and strong female and not a short petite one (it does make me a little sad 🥲)

absolutely yes, bestie! i’ll try my best and if there’s something that don’t like you or you’re in disagree, please, let me know so i can change it 🫶🏻 btw, sorry if i late a little to answer it, it’s here now!💓

Chan

he absolutely loves everything about you no matter if you are the same tall as him or if you are taller. he loves the fact that he can easily kiss you and hug you and is constantly telling you how beautiful and perfect your are. in sex, i think Chan would definitely be a switch, but it drives him crazy when you’re on charge, you rádiate this confident energy about what you’re doing and he just wants to be there, laid on bed waiting for you to use him as you please. he loves when you ride him, loves seeing your boobs bouncing as you move and loves squeezing your tighs and hips “baby, you’re so hot when you ride my cock, you’re always so tight and always take my cock so well, shit”

Lee Know

how i said before, Minho can be possessive and with you obviously wouldn’t be an exception. he get jealous easily specially when you’re out and he notice that any common guy or even one of the members is staring at you. he wants you for him and only him, he felt in love with you the moment he saw you. he’s not able to keep his hands to himself when you’re with even, no matter if you’re alone in his or your place or if you are in public, he would put his arm around your waits and keep you close to him as much as he can, and he loves that he don’t have to bending down to do it, it’s so easy keep you close to him. yes, i’ve said that he’s completely a dom and i still believe it, he loves having you under him and kiss all your body when he’s o his way to your pussy, he loves leave kisses in your tummy and legs, he lift a little bit one of your legs to start leaving soft kisses under it making a way to your core but stopping the moment he’s more close, to now doing the same with your other leg “i want you to be loud, and telling me that u love how i’m fucking you” he’s rough, and you love it, love how he start to smack your ass or just squeeze it with so much force that makes you feel a pleasurable pain.

Changbin

well, of course you’ll be taller than him. for Changbin you are the most beautiful creature that may exist in this earth. similar to Chan, but i think Changbin would definitely be a sub for you. sometimes he may feel a little insecure for his height, ‘cause he’s the shorter of all the members, but when he meet you you change everything, you give him some kind of confidence, you were in love with him for how he treated you always, yes, the physic is a big part, but the way he make you feel was even stronger than that. he never care if you were taller than him, —and i mention this ‘cause in this days we still have man that can’t be with tall woman ‘cause they feel “less masculine” or some shit like that, in other words, their toxic masculinity, man that don’t support strong and powerfully girls 🥱 —. he’s so in love with you, he let you do to him whatever you want, he loves fingering you, press his fingers in your cunt, feeling how wet you are and hearing the noises your pussy is doing when his fingers move inside you, always finding the right spot that makes you crazy “right there, baby! ah! just like that” you moan “wanna feel you cum around my fingers, can you do that for me, angel? please let me feel you” he begged looking at you with puppy eyes “yes, baby, make me cum around your fingers”.

Hyunjin

as i said before, when i talked about my hard thoughts of Hyunjin, he loves eating you out for hours, he lives for it and even i dare to say he’s onto overstimulation too. Hyunjin loves have you completely naked and lay in his/your bed and leave kisses and marks all over your body. you are the same tall as him and he loves admiring every part of your body, and he’s absolutely in love with your curves, for him you’re the hottest person he ever seen. when he finds you looking at you in the mirror maybe while you are dressing yourself or trying new clothes, he would appear behind you and wrap his arms around your body, hug you from behind and whisper to your hear how beautiful you are, and how much he loves you “i swear to god you’re a fallen angel, and i’m the luckiest man to have you by my side” and yes, he’s very handsy too, he just loves touch all your body “you’re so sexy, and i’m lucky too for be the only one who can make you scream and feel like the way i do”.

Han

i feel like Jisung would be the guy who is always talking about his couple every time, with anyone. if he has the chance to speak, he would talk about you, you got the man wrapped around your finger and he also loves that people around him jace clear that he’s taken, even if you don’t ask him to do it, he just loves talk about you “guys, i swear to my mom, y/n is the most beautiful and hottest girl that could exist, she’s so sweet and kind but also she’s so powerful and independent, he’s strong in any sense, and btw, she’s very tall, i swear that if she wants to be a model could destroy and stole a lot of careers”. when you hang out together , specially if it’s at night and maybe you end in a bar, Han always will ask you to dance with him, would stand in the middle where the lights are completely on you, no matter if the rhythm was slow, or with a dancing mood, he would find the way to keep you close, his hands all over your hips and curves, and would love have some people looking at you, soy they’ll know you belong to each other. when you arrive home he immediately would have his hands all over your body, pin you against the wall and kissing you feverishly “i bet you love when people looks at you when you’re with me, huh? and i bet everyone wants to be in my place, but i already won, be with you it’s like be in heaven, my angel”.

Felix

he’s the sweetest boy that you could ever meet and girl, you got him wrapped your finger, he would do anything for you and for the same reason he’ll let you be the one in charge always, he loves all the power you have on him and he just wants to make you happy and love “you know?” he speaks, “you can use me whenever and however you want, baby” and definitely he’s one of those that hold your hand during sex, specially when he’s about to cum. the simple fact of seeing you on top of him or even down of him but giving him the instructions about what to do it turns him on so much, and he’ll never deny anything you ask him, he loves the control you have on him.

Seungmin

honestly i think you and Seungmin would fight about who take the control every night, i know i said that he’s totally a dom, but one night with you being in charge was enough to him to change his mind, he loves that u try to be rough and mean to him just like he is with you, sometimes it hurts to his ego that most of times he ends up almost crying and begging you for let him cum, it’s kinda competitive and not just in the bed, anywhere, but in a safe way, nothing toxic, you know? he loves taking you lots of pictures, and of course, we all have seen that Seungmin takes very good pictures, but with you he’s almost perfectionist, he just want you to love yourself as much as he loves you, and even would have his favorite picture of you of wallpaper, and, why not? the times he’s on charge during sex, he’s kinda aggressive, he loves leaving any kind of marks and sometimes he would take pictures of the bites and marks that he left on your neck, legs, thighs, hips and of course he’ll have all that pictures hidden so no one except him could see them.

Jeongin

kinda similar to Felix, Innie would do anything for you and his priority will always be you. he loves adore every part of your body, there would be times where he would lay you on the bed and take off all your clothes except the underwear, and he would be the whole day kissing every inch of your body, and whisper how much he love you, how much he love your body “i love your legs” then leave a kiss “i love is they look when u wear a skirt, i love how large they are and how you wrapped them around my waist when i fuck you”. and of course, i can’t miss thissss: he always would buy you clothes, he loves the style u have, and he know you very well in that aspect, so every time he can would go to your favorite shop or any other that have clothes that may like you, and buy a whole outfit for you and also one for him, similar like yours, so every time you two hang out together use your matching outfits. he would take a lot of pictures of you two together, but even more photos of you, the most aesthetic shit lol.

i’m so sorry if a late a lot to post this, honestly i was kinda scared that i may wrote something wrong or uncomfortable, i hope you liked it, and how i said before, if there’s something you don’t like tell me and immediately i would change it.

thank you guys for supporting all my writing and if you like this feel free of send hard/soft thoughts or even request, all messages are welcome, my ask box is always open! 🫶🏻💓

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mockingbirdshymn · 1 year

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way too many camp camp headcanons? why not

part one: harrison (about half of these are angsty)

at the age of about 7, harrison found his older brother dying (how can be up to you) and his brothers last words were to make him disappear so their parents wouldnt see him dead. harrison complied and took the blame, because he knew his parents would be heartbroken if they found out what happened. harrison struggles to control his magic, yes, but he couldnt bring his brother back if he wanted. there's nothing for him to bring back anymore.

the police, after searching, declared his brother legally dead, and despite having no body to bury, they still made a gravestone. harrison isnt allowed to visit it, so he goes on his own without his parents knowing. he ofen sits there and cries.

harrison wasn't allowed to go to the funeral for his brother.

harrison has a rabbit named abra and a bird named cadabra. nerris won't stop making pokemon references about them, and harrison has no clue what she means.

harrison's fight flight or freeze is freeze. he would be in immediate danger and stand still. or, perhaps, he'd make himself disappear.

harrison can't bring things back after disappearing them without destroying them, hence why omle/eggolas broke. harrison's parents sent him to camp campbell in hopes he'd learn to fix this and be able to bring back his brother.

harrison's magic has an unknown source. nobody in his family is magic, at least to their knowledge.

harrison has religious trauma due to his parents thinking he was cursed in some way. his parents have tried every way to 'cure' him, but none of them worked. at this point, he knows all the priests in the area from this. he's also banned from a few churches for being 'a mouthpiece of the devil'. no i'm not projecting, stfu.

harrison often helps preston perform his plays using magic, typically to make props or effects.

harrison struggles with most things concerning his magic. while simple tricks are easily learnt, he struggles with more complex stuff, such as fire, making things appear (he often makes the wrong things appear, usually things that sound the same, which is why his rice/mice/lice/ice/dice trick failed the second time), bringing things back from disappearing, and levitation. harrison likely has other powers, but these are the only ones he knows he has.

when harrison first came to camp, david tried his best to help him control his abilities and try to reach his full potential. but because nobody at camp is magic or knows how it works (with the exception of possibly quartermaster, but nobody trusts him), he eventually had to break it to harrison that he likely wouldn't be able to help. harrison spent that night trying his best to levitate random objects backstage. if david wasn't going to help him, he'd help himself.

harrison has insomnia, and when he can't sleep, he practices his tricks backstage.

harrison sleeps curled up in a fetal position, and often gets cold. nerris/preston (or both) are the big spoon.

once, after camp, harrison went over to nerris' house for a sleepover. while leaving, one of nerris' parents hugged him, and he had to stop himself from crying because it's been so long since his own parents hugged him, and he can almost pretend its his parents hugging him and not nerris'.

adhd and anxiety. hes a double a battery.

animals tend to really like harrison (not wild ones like nikki, though). nerris has a cat, and harrison falls in love with her.

harrison is good at every class except science. mostly because it frustrates him, because he breaks most of the physics laws he's forced to learn. why learn about gravity when he can actively defy it?

harrison sleeps over at nerris' place a lot, mostly because he likes it a lot more than his own home. a few times he's joined in on board game night. it usually ends in him and nerris fighting over the rules and if one of them cheated, or in nerris and him obliterating the competition as a duo.

harrison is the 'quiet kid' at school, to the confusion of nerris and preston. he usually keeps to himself, and while he sometimes gets picked on, he avoids bullying for his magic that way.

harrison made his first ever blanket fort with his brother, and his second with nerris and preston.

harrison has a scrapbook of his time at camp campbell, that he reads at home to feel like he's back there.

camp campbell made him so happy that he forgot how miserable his home life made him. every year he awaits summer and camp eagerly.

harrison's family, preston's family, and nerris' family all spend thanksgiving and christmas together, due to their families not being nearby for the holidays and because preston, harrison, and nerris are such close friends/dating/whatever floats your boat.

harrison doesn't like kool-aid, blame daniel for that.

harrison's favorite movie is the lion king. he just seems like he'd like it and cry every time at mufasa's death

harrison gets annoyed when he's compared to bill cipher by classmates

harrison has agoraphobia and hates going places alone.

harrison prefers to eat meals in his room rather than with his parents

hes also bisexual. i know because he, harrison, told me himself i swear

thats it lmao

#cc harrison #camp camp harrison #camp camp #headcanons #cc preston #cc nerris #mentioned #nerrison #harriston #nerriston #theyre mentioned/implied but you can interpret it as platonic #gay ppl

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mimisempai · 2 years

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Let's build our happiness on the ashes of our bad memories

Summary

Rainy days always evoke bad memories for Hob... Maybe Dream can help him change things...

Notes:

I am still haunted by the image of Hob watching Dream leave in the rain...

On Ao3

Rating T - 1630 words

Standing in front of the window Hob sighed as he watched the rain fall.

When suddenly, he felt two arms wrap around his waist as Dream rested his chin on his shoulder.

The lord of dreams whispered in his ear, "A penny for your thoughts."

Hob shrugged and, laying his hands on Dream's, he replied softly, "Nothing special, I just don't like rainy days."

Dream turned him around, still in his arms and looked at him with a concerned look, "Any special reason?"

Hob's face closed as he replied, "Yes, but if you don't mind, I don't feel like talking about it."

Dream knew better than to insist so he just hugged Hob silently.

The rest of the evening went on as usual except that Dream had the feeling that Hob was forcing himself to be cheerful. He watched him carefully but told himself that if Hob wanted to talk about it, he would.

However, when for the third night in a row, Hob woke up in the middle of a nightmare, Dream regretted not insisting on knowing more.

"Please... stay with me... Dream."

Hob mumbled incomprehensible words in his sleep. The only thing Dream understood was "Please... stay with me... Dream," so he turned to his lover and whispered softly in his ear, "I'm here Hob, go back to sleep.'' Then he held him tightly and didn't let go until he was sure that Hob was sleeping peacefully again.

He could have easily probed Hob's nightmare, but he didn't feel entitled to do so and he didn't want to betray his lover's trust.

He had to find a way to make him talk even if he felt it would be difficult.

Hob had managed to be gone by the time Dream woke up, and the one time Dream had tried to broach the subject, Hob had pursed his lips and not said a word.

But tomorrow was a Saturday and Hob wouldn't have the excuse of going to work to avoid the conversation.

As Dream woke up to noises in the kitchen, he got up hurriedly and went to the source of the noise.

Stopping in the doorway, he said softly, "Good morning."

"Dream!" replied Hob with a big smile as he served them breakfast. But Dream was observant and the weeks spent with Hob, not to mention their age-old "dates" spent studying him, had made him able to decipher his expressions and that smile wasn't Hob's, it wasn't the one that came from within. His eyes were doing everything to avoid Dream's gaze at that very moment.

They began to eat in silence, when Dream decided not to wait and get to the heart of the matter.

"Hob, last night..."

"I don't want to talk about it."

As he said the words, Hob's face closed again.

But Dream's obstinacy was not to be underestimated.

"And yet we're going to talk about it."

"It's just a nightmare, nothing special."

Hob started playing with the bread crumbs on the table.

"Oh really? Yet it's exactly the same nightmare, every time. I hardly understand anything, but what I do know is that you say the same things over and over again, all I hear is 'Please... stay with me.... Dream'. Since it's about me, I think talking about it will help you."

Hob looked at him pleadingly, "Please Dream, it's in the past, it's stupid and it will pass."

Dream took his hand that was on the table and asked softly, seeking his gaze, "Hob, do you trust me?".

Hob took offense to the question, "Dream, you know I do, how can you ask me that..."

"Exactly, so why don't you think you can tell me?" Dream replied still with the same soft tone.

"I don't know..." Hob ran a hand over his eyes and breathed out deeply. "In the light of day, it seems so stupid and emotional."

"I'm not going to judge you, Hob."

Dream turned his hand in his own and intertwined their fingers, gently stroking Hob's palm with his thumb.

"I don't know where to start..."

Dream, who had never seen Hob so distraught, tried to help him, "How about you tell me the words you're saying, for starters."

"Um... yeah... okay..." Hob cleared his throat before continuing, "It's always the same thing: 'Please... stay with me... Dream. Please don't leave me alone'."

Dream swallowed when he heard those words. Then he pulled himself together and continued, "And now, describe your surroundings, where you are, what you are doing..."

Hob stood up and pushed his chair back rather violently, "I can't, don't ask me that! Don't ask me to go through this again like this!"

Dream walked around the table and stood in front of him.

He took his clenched fists and, slipping his fingers into them, planted his gaze in Hob's, "Hob, dear, I think this is the best solution though."

"But I don't want to go through that again!"

"Yet it has come back to haunt you almost every night since that rainy night. So go ahead Hob, do it, not for me, but for yourself! I know a thing or two about keeping it all inside. Trust me, nothing good comes of it."

"Shit!" Hob quickly walked over to the couch and dropped onto it, his head in his hands. Dream followed him, sat down next to him and simply ran his hand over his back, waiting for Hob to speak.

"It's... it's June 7, 1889, our last meeting..."

Dream gasped as he realized what it was about, of course, the rain, the way he had rejected Hob.

He whispered, "Oh Hob... I'm so sorry."

Hob shook his head, "No, don't be, we've been over this, I know why you reacted the way you did. I know that, but the rain always reminds me of that moment. That's why I didn't want to talk about it. It's just a nightmare. Every time I know you're going to disappear and the feeling of being torn apart is unbearable. And every time I scream, to tell you to turn around, not to leave if you... if you... and you disappear into the rain, and I'm alone." Hob stopped, no longer having the strength to continue.

"If I what? Go ahead Hob, tell me everything." Dream's hand left Hob's back and grabbed his chin, forcing him to look into his eyes. Dream watched the last flicker of resistance disappear as Hob whispered in a broken voice, "...if you love me. Don't leave if you love me."

He couldn't hold back either his sigh of relief now that the cat was out of the bag. After all, it was as if he had just confessed that he had loved the man beside him for more than two hundred years.

Dream wrapped his arms around him and hugged him with all his might, whispering in his ear, "Oh Hob..... I'm so sorry you have to relive this moment like this..... I promise you I will never leave you. I love you, Hob. This is the reality. I'm not leaving anymore."

Hob, his head buried in Dream's neck, simply nodded. Dream held him tighter and they stayed like that for long minutes, Dream whispering words of comfort, telling him several times how much he loved him and that he would never leave him.

Hob lifted his head and a small smile reappeared on his face as he leaned in to kiss Dream tenderly.

Then he stood up and took his lover's hand, leading him towards the kitchen so they could continue their breakfast. All the while, his hand did not let go of Dream's.

The next night, while in the middle of that same nightmare, he was awakened by Dream's voice in his ear.

"I'm here Hob, and I won't leave you. Ever."

Instead of falling asleep right away, he rolled around in Dream's arms and as he kissed him, he said, "I love you."

"I love you too Hob, go back to sleep now, I'll help you turn this nightmare into a dream."

Hob went back to sleep and all of a sudden he found himself back in the middle of the dark alley, soaked by the rain that was pouring down.

He shouted at the figure who was walking away, "Please... stay with me... Dream. Don't go. If you love me, don't go."

The figure disappeared and Hob was about to walk back towards the pub when suddenly he felt himself being pulled back and ended up facing Dream who grabbed his soaked face in his hands.

The lord of dreams looked him in the eye and said, "I'm here. I'm not leaving."

Hob raised his arms and tied his arms around Dream's neck and it only took them a few seconds to kiss each other breathlessly as the rain continued to fall around them.

But neither of them noticed.

All they cared about was the incredible feeling of being together, the amazing warmth of their embrace erasing the coldness of the pouring rain.

When they broke off to catch their breath, Hob smiled, then laughed, offering his face to the rain under Dream's fond gaze.

A few days later, as it was pouring rain once more, Hob was again standing in front of the window but this time he was smiling.

Dream joined him again and, slipping his hand in his, he asked him, "What are you smiling about?"

Hob, still smiling, turned to him and answered softly, "Because of the rain and because of you. Sometimes it doesn't take much to turn a bad memory into a sweet one."

"Let me carry on then." murmured Dream before leaning into him and kissing him tenderly, continuing to build their happiness on the ashes of their bad memories.

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Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story 🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

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#the sandman #the sandman netflix #dream of the endless #hob gadling #dreamling #dreamling fic #centennial husbands #centennial boyfriends #morpheus #morpheus x hob #hob x morpheus

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nctreign · 2 years

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𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌'𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒

✧ 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊 [ mabby ] the advocate

mark is gabby's advocate

he has a sixth sense for knowing when she's uncomfortable with something being done, and is leaping into action to make it better before she can even think about saying anything

he never wants to see her upset

her crying makes him want to as well because he thinks it means he's failed

let's just say mark's graduation was a nightmare

there's something special about the leader and the maknae, and that holds true for these two

he never wants to appear weak in front of her, but all she wants is to be able to help him

she settles for doing things without his knowledge: keeping the dorm clean, helping with translating during interviews, stopping the others from being too crazy, that kind of thing

they're not super touchy

hand-holding is the exception since mark is always worried they're going to lose her in crowds

he just grabs her hand, swallowing it in his own and pulls her along

she's small and easily distracted- something that doesn't bode well in crowded places

their other obvious skinship is the thing when its cold and she hugs his waist and he wraps his jacket around her

she gets cold super easily so this one is fairly common

he's never failed to help her, so whenever something's wrong that has a solution, he's the first one she goes to

him coming home from 127 to her curled up in his bed? more often than you'd think

she says just knowing he's near is comforting

words are not necessary for these two

they have their own language of glances and eyebrow motions that entire conversations have happened in

mark says she's the scariest member

not only does she have a 'royal look' that can get anyone (not just nct) to shut up and be still, but she never yells

this is good because they know that when she yells that they've really messed up and are therefore terrified

she also switches to french when angry

people think it's a delicate language until you've been on the other side of her screaming it at you

they often get confused together over korean tings

"did you get that?"

"nope"

and since they're too embarassed to ask, they just struggle

but at least they're doing it together

he's the resource when it comes to her hemophilia

knows exactly how to treat a bleed and what to do when she bleeds into a joint

knows how to do her injections

nicknames are a big thing for these two

he straight up refuses to call her her stage name, or her korean name, or her full name, or really anything that isn't gabby or some kind of pet name

she calls him mars or marcus, with the occasional best leader thrown in there because it makes him blush

nightmares are unfortunately common for her, and it usually ends up being his bed she crawls into, even if he's not there

she'll go to his room and get under the covers, then call him if it was bad enough

the other members would be more than willing to help her, but there was something about him that forced her to relax

these late night moments are the only times mark would for real sing

coldplay is the go to- and it usually ends up being a rotation of yellow, fix you, or sparks

those are the songs they've coined as 'theirs'

his contact name in her phone is mars 🧡 and his ringtone is the song crazy in love by beyonce

in his phone, she's princess ☀️ with a ringtone of her speaking french

she does it when someone's upset as a comfort tactic and it works like a charm because it's so uniquely her

he's her number one supporter whenever she wants to try and rap

she knows she's not very good, but he always makes her feel like she is

she cooks all the time, and mark's favorite thing she makes is pain au chocolat

it's a croissant with chocolate in the middle and he loves it so much

then again, he loves anything she makes

the only thing he's ever not liked was escargot, which she made simply because chenle had heard of it and wondered what it was

these two take care of each other in every way they can, though her attempts are more subtle

she'll clean the dorms, cook, control the others, and just generally try to reduce his work load

all she wants is for him to be less stressed, and if it means she's doing the dirty work, she doesn't mind one bit

fan favorite moment

there was a moment when they were in the airport, trying to get through the crowds, and gabby was holding mark's hand as always

she saw a czennie on the ground, and no one was stopping to help her up, they just kept pushing

without thinking, she let go of mark and went to go help, making him freak out

he stopped moving entirely and tried to get back to her but was pushed on by the security guards and managers

the video of him fighting with everything in him to be with her went viral because they saw how much the leader really cared for their maknae

✧ 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐍 [ reiun ] the mother

gabby's parents were less than stellar, solely focused on training their only child to take over the crown that would probably never reach her

that's why renjun has made it his mission to take care of her like she never got when she was younger

he's the one to wake her up in the mornings, and to make her breakfast

he's the one who lovingly nags her and makes sure she has everything she needs

when she came to korea, she didn't know how to tie her shoes

royal training didn't exactly leave time for such trivial matters

renjun only learned about this when he got to practice early one morning pre-debut and found her with a tennis shoe in front of her, her phone next to her displaying a youtube video on how to tie a shoe

she was almost embarassed to tears, begging him not to tell so she wouldn't be made fun of

he calmly listened, assuring her that he wouldn't dare

he then offered to help teach her

so for the next thirty minutes before class started, they sat across from each other, slowly going over the steps of tying a shoe

even though she now knows how to do it, he'll still do it for her

he just pats his leg and she throws her foot up there so he can do it for her

she also didn't know how to do her hair

she literally wasn't allowed to learn, instead having to sit in front of the vanity and let the maids do it

watching them for years and actually doing it were two very different things as she quickly learned

so, after the whole shoe debacle, she eventually worked up the courage to ask him to teach her how to do hair

she'd seen him do it for other trainees and wasn't confident enough to ask him to do it for her, but did manage to ask him how to do it

he practically lit up and immediately taught her how to do a basic ponytail

trying to teach her as much as possible led to him learning more styles, and now he's a master braider

he's taught her many things other than those two

playing piano? renjun

chinese? renjun (chenle says he helped, but he just made it worse)

hula-hooping? art? vocal warmups? all huang renjun

that's not to say she doesn't teach him as well though

she's taught him how to do ballet, how to stick up for himself, and how to control the members just to name a few

they love learning from each other

she loves his birthmark, but is willing to cover it up for him if he wants it

though he wasn't the first to learn about her hemophilia, he was the first to learn how she does her injections

now it's become a weekly party at the dream dorms whenever she does it

he gets frustrated easily with the other members, but not gabby

well not since that night

let's just say he was angry and accidently took it out on her

she ran off and cried, he ran off and cried, and there was just a lot of emotion

chenji were on their way to go beat him up when they found him crying because he felt guilty

there were lots of cuddles that night and we're all good now

but that's why these two are the biggest about talking through emotions

they do it with each other, and are working on getting the others to do it too

he's quite protective, especially when it comes to insults

when someone tries to harm her physically he's more about making sure she's unharmed

but when an anti talks shit

oh buddy you'd best write your will now

known to absolutely decimate people who show up to fansigns just to bully her

he's more inclined to use his words, but his fists have come out in particular situations

nomin are quite literally designated to hold him back should that happen

when it comes to reign, there's a terrifying amount of rage in such a small body

first impressions with these two were strange

renjun thought the tiny girl interrupting practice was some staff's kid, not a trainee

imagine his surprise when she threw down her things and joined the dance like she'd been there the whole time

haechan laughed at the confused face he made and introduced the two

renjun could hardly believe a kid this young had already been training for a year and a half

gabby was just happy to meet a new person

they were quite awkward at first, with renjun unsure of how to treat the young girl and gabby terrified that she'd already managed to make him mad

it wasn't until the shoe thing that they actually began growing close

from there it was one of those things where neither remember when they really clicked, but they can guess it was around the time he taught her how to do hair

fan favorite moment

gabby wasn't aware that renjun was live when she came into his room late at night, freshly showered and with damp hair that would no doubt dry into a complete mess

the camera caught the moment she entered, renjun looking over the phone at something. "i'm live, but i'll do your hair if you want me to."

it was literally a routine at this point for him to braid her hair after she showered because it made mornings easier

next thing czennies know, gabby is sitting cross-legged in front of renjun, him doing her hair absentmindedly while he continued to talk to fans and read comments

he tried to get her engaged a few times, but she was practically asleep where she sat so he just apologized to the fans and continued on

by the time he ended the live, they'd moved to his bed and gabby was dead asleep with her head on his chest

✧ 𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐎 [ reino ] the guard

reign in jeno's princess

yes, she's a princess in real life

but she's more his princess than the one of saint pierre and miquelon

as such, he treats her like one

piggy back rides, bridal carries, on the shoulder, over the shoulder

this man really loves carrying her

he's the chief of shielding her with his body

this man is quite literally an entire foot taller than her, so he just moves and suddenly gabby is no longer visible

anyone shady coming anywhere in her general vicinity? now they can't find her

he will throw hands for her

and has

it's just a battery charge, what's the big deal?

no but seriously he's so whipped

carries pads in his travel bag just in case because he's seen her panic once when she didn't have anything and he doesn't want it to happen again

also keeps tylenol and hand warmer packets and instant cold packets for when she has a bleed

literally this man is a walking convenience store, but only for gabby

makes sure he's wearing a hoodie or smth on performance days because he knows she'll want something to put over her outfit between getting dressed and having to perform

he loves seeing her wear his clothes

she just looks so stinkin cute in them

platonic kisses are common territory for these two, since gabby loves getting them and jeno loves giving them to her

forehead kisses for comfort and reassurance

cheek kisses for cuteness and greetings

head kisses for hugs and cuddles

nose kisses for cheering up

she's got a couple scars from some of her father's more intense punishments, and he kisses them every chance he gets

alphonse beaumont is not a dumb man- that's why they're only on her stomach and back

there's been very few times when any of her performance or photoshoot outfits have shown them, but jeno takes the time to pull her aside and kiss them before the artists put concealer on them

he also kisses her scars when she's upset about them, usually in between words of reassurance and love

this man really does love her so much

calls her princess or ellie, with the occasional 'gabby baby' thrown in there

she calls him nono or babe

she adores his guitar playing and will always listen whenever he wants to play it

there's a few videos of him playing and her singing that haven't been posted yet but they both kinda hope they will be

he's very aware of where she is and what she's doing at all times

the members call it his 'reign radar'

it's to the point where when someone needs to know where she is, they ask jeno

if he doesn't know, then shit kinda hits the fan

there might have been a minor man hunt when he didn't know where she was and it was like one in the morning

turns out she was just over at enhypen's dorms watching movies and her phone had died but she had well over forty people looking for her

they're a pretty common ship pairing, just because of the protectiveness and genuine love they have for each other

any fanfic written about them is usually bodyguard, coffee shop, or university bad boy AU

they call each other all the time

not even for anything important, just because they like knowing the other is there even when they're on different schedules

staff is more than used to them being on the phone whenever they're getting hair and makeup done, and they'll sometimes even join in on the conversation

he's the one to ask if there's peanuts in the food for her, and the one to make sure someone tastes it before her

he doesn't carry an epi-pen with him because the company prefers that mark has it, but during the graduation period, jeno was the one to keep it with him

though he's mostly the one taking care of her, she does her best to help him as well

when he expressed his interest in learning violin, she brought him to the music store and helped him figure out the best one to buy the very next day

she was also the one to teach him since it was one of the things her parents insisted she learn

up until the day he wanted to learn, she hadn't touched a violin since she was with her family and honestly was so anxious about it

but she forced herself to do it anyway, if only for the way his eyes lit up

through teaching him, she also found herself enjoying it

it was nice now that she wasn't being forced to practice until her fingers bled and the bow was snapped in two

he was the one to buy her a polaroid and now it's nct tradition for gabby to take pictures of everyone whenever she's with them

she's got a whole scrapbook of her members and it's so cute but anywho

he would lay down his life for her in a heartbeat, and she only ever wants the best for him

fan favorite moment

it's been decided by both members and czennies alike that high heels and reign are mortal enemies

though she's tried so many times to walk in them so she seems just a little less midget-like, it never goes well

they were at an award show and she had a new stylist while her normal one was on maternity leave, and the new lady decided to put gabby in heels

all was well until they were about halfway down the red carpet

no one really knows what happened, but jeno saw her begin to fall out of the corner of his eye as they walked, and he scooped her up without hesitation

her heels had fallen off, but jaemin put them back on her feet so they wouldn't be exposed to the cameras

jeno didn't even think about setting her down until they were at their seats, and the cameras have some adorable pictures from that night

it went viral both on stan and local twt

✧ 𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍 [ dongna ] the vitamin

to gabby, haechan is chaotic happiness

he's dancing in the rain and standing up through car roofs and nighttime shenanigans that will never be mentioned to a manager

he's the one to pull her out of her shell when she just wants to be quiet

this is to say he won't respect when she gets overwhelmed

cuz he's the first to get everyone else to shut up when that happens

but when she's just anxiously shy, he's the one to lock their arms together and drag her into whatever adventure he's going on next

she trusts him more than she probably should with her career and well being

he loves to see her smile and laugh- especially since he never got to when they first joined the company

she was a shy, slightly traumatized girl terrified of messing up

the last thing she wanted to do was laugh at the wrong thing or be obnoxious

that's if she could even understand what was going on

haechan was actually the first to learn how much she truly struggled with korean

he was going into a practice room nearby when he heard her being yelled at by a teacher for not speaking well enough

knowing he couldn't actively go in and interrupt without risk of punishment, he waited outside the room for her to be done

when she came rushing out in tears, he followed

she was so embarrassed to cry in front of him

but he stumbled his way through a couple english sentences to try and make her feel better

the effort was extremely appreciated

he also offered to help her with her korean

she was hesitant to accept, but eventually gave in when she realized she'd just keep getting yelled at

so, he began teaching her korean

it was rocky at first, not going to lie

they had to rely on lots of translators and subtitles and haechan did get frustrated with her

he thought she just wasn't trying

until he found her in one of the rooms at like four in the morning

he'd left his jacket, so he came to find it, and he stumbled on her trying to learn what she couldn't get earlier in the day

she was near tears, mumbling in a strange mix of english and french as she tried to write down the correct hangul

haechan hadn't realized she was already bilingual and that that's why she was so confused

she was having to go from french, to english, to korean every time he wanted her to translate something

once he knew that, their lessons went much better

he'd translate a korean sentence to french and have her move it back

the shocked smile he got when he first did it made him realize he always wanted her happy

even now, when gabby gets confused on something that's happening, she'll go to haechan and hope he was listening enough to be able to help her

he's even learned a very minimal amount of french

she all but jumped up and down when he greeted her one morning in her mother tongue

he's still trying to learn, but progress is slow

he's very touchy with her

it makes him feel better to know he has a hand on her, so she can do their warning tap system when she doesn't feel good

the taps was a system haechan came up with during debut when they were often next to each other during various interviews and promotions

two taps right after the other means 'how are you'

one - good

two - anxious / overwhelmed

three - sick

if he gets three taps, he sends back another two. these ask 'what's wrong'

one - headache

two - dizzy

three - i'm having a cardiac episode and might be about to die

he's only gotten three taps five times in their entire career and for that he's very thankful

she's very good at keeping his chaos in check

one glare and he's calming down, and sometimes it doesn't even take that much

she clicks her mouth once and it's like an unspoken rule to chill out

that's a habit she doesn't even know she has, and her main tell for when she's transitioning from lightheartedly annoyed to genuinely frustrated

it's a great big caution sign for all of nct

haechan's youngest brother loves her more than him

he'll call his family, and they'll be asking to see gabby before him

he's pretty sure they all have each others numbers and message all the time without his knowledge

he doesn't really tease her all that much, since he knows how her brain can turn a harmless joke into an insult

not that it's her fault, but that's how she's been conditioned to think

every once in a while though, she'll subtly give him permission

that's when she gets clowned within an inch of her life

at least until one of the guys notice she's drawing back into her shell

then, they manage to telepathically share this information to everyone else

it really is a well oiled machine

haechan lives to make gabby happy and gabby lives to make sure haechan knows how much he's appreciated

fan favorite moment

gabby decided to join 127 in texas for their origin tour as a surprise to the members

she was going anyways to see her cousin's high school graduation, and it just so happened to line up perfectly so that natalia graduated in the four day gap between 127's texas concerts

so, she came to the dallas concert as a complete surprise to the members. when they'd called her that morning, she'd been in korea

she walked out on stage in the middle of one of their talking segments and inturrupted johnny's speech

the members had all been so excited to see her, especially since they hadn't in two months, but haechan was quite literally frozen in place

after she'd survived the tackle hugs from the older members, she made her way over to haechan who was still stood there with his mouth wide open

she tapped his arm twice, and he gave her a huge hug. when he greeted her, he did so in french, which the members and the fans didn't know he could do

the older members' confusion was quickly turned into memes, and the french interaction was put into compilations for months to come

✧ 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍 [ jabby ] the support

quite literally her emotional support dog

jaemin just always knows what she's feeling

he's ready with a hug or a pack of tissues before she even knows she needs it

gabby makes crepes for breakfast every chance she gets, and jaemin has learned what different flavors mean

when she's sad, she'll make nutella crepes

mixed berry means happy

when she's had a nightmare, the next morning will feature banana and caramel crepes

and after a conversation with someone from back home, plain ole cinnamon sugar is baked in excess

jaemin also has a period tracker on his phone

he was with her when she got her first one so there's no awkwardness there

he never had sisters, but has always wanted one, so he says gabby is his

he treats her like a doting older brother, and thankfully not the teasing kind

giving her his jacket when she's cold and carrying her shoes for her when she takes them off

he always worries about her and how stressed she is at such a young age

so he has implemented jabby nights every other week

that's a night where they do face masks and eat ice cream and watch cheesy dramas and forget about the world for a while

he was the first to learn about her hemophilia

she cut her arm on the corner of a table and he thought she was just being dramatic with how much she was freaking out

then he saw how much it was bleeding

might have panicked just a little

that's a lie he was freaking out an about to call an ambulance

she explained everything to him and he got to watch her do her replacement factor

he is now the one to worry the most when she falls

because he's seen the patchwork of bruises that came from an hour of stunts

they all kind of have designated roles at award shows

his is blanket hunter

if he can't find one he just gives her his jacket because he'd rather be cold than see her anxious all night bc her legs are on display

when they were all trying his death in a cup, it got passed around to gabby and she tried it

she just looked confused, not disgusted like the rest of the members

she was expecting something worse tbh

that was like a café serré from home, which she got in bulk

she calls him nana almost exclusively when they're in the dorms, but jaeminnie is pulled out when she wants to act cute

the only time she actually calls him jaemin is when they're somewhere super professional or she's mad at him

he calls her gabby or sunny except for when he's waking her up and she's on camera

him calling her reign is like their code for 'there are cameras here and i don't want you to be unaware'

after ten taught her to hula hoop, she tried to teach jaemin

it ended with a broken pinky for him and a couple bruises for her

she's only been home twice since moving to korea, and she brought him the peaches her town is known for both times

he compliments her constantly

like she'll just be walking and he's cheering for her

he says he does it because he knows how much she struggles with self esteem due to her past, and he wants to to know that he really does think she's awesome

she struggles with the sharp, edgy dancing sometimes, and he's always the first to help her with it

so proud of how far she's come

when he's feeling sentimental, he'll think back to the petrified nine year old he met all those years ago

and how she's changed into the confident, loving young woman in front of him

yes he gets teary. what about it?

gabby loves knowing that jaemin is always in her corner

he's never stopped supporting her and she hopes he never will

she literally doesn't know what she'd do without him

when she got a taste of that during his hiatus, the members were so worried

baby got so depressed and never seemed happy

then he came back and it was like the sun had come out after a storm

she always warns him not to do anything stupid with his back

but is always ready at the end of a long day with a heating pad and painkillers

they love going to do volunteer work together

it just makes them both so happy to be able to help others, and being with each other is another high point

they swap back and forth on who's organizations they go to

on jaemin's turn, they go to the elderly homes and help feed them and just give them companionship

on gabby's turn, they go to group homes and children's hospitals because she wants them to know that it will eventually get better

some of the ones she's known for longer even have her contact information and will call her whenever they need something

these two are just very soft and have a connection most people never get in their lives

fan favorite moment

gabby has a youtube channel called reign's randomness and she brings various idols on all the time

it's really a testament to how many connections she has in the industry cuz this girl has everyone on the show

anyways, jaemin is one of the fan favorite guests because it's almost guaranteed there will be some reminiscing about pre-debut dream and that always leads to both funny stories and adorable moments

there was one time when they were talking about something chenji had done and gabby was laughing so hard she almost fell off her chair

like it was normal, jaemin just caught her and they continued on talking

it looked like something out of a drama

✧ 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐄 [ chenign ] the chaos

chenle thinks gabby doesn't know how to have fun

he's determined to fix that

so, he basically just strives to do as much stupid as possible and bring her into it in one way or another

she gets annoyed with it sometimes, but will admit there's a thrill from breaking rules that makes her very excited

they both come from rich families, but are both very conscious of how they act in regards to that

never once have either of them acted like they were better than because of their families' status

he tried to teach her mandarin, but then winwin kindly informed her that her introduction was her saying she wanted monkey hamsters

so she gave him a couple good smacks and went to learn from kun or whatever other wayv member was available

chenle is afraid of spiders and gabby is indifferent, so she's his go to spider-killer

when the dorms get too chaotic, his door is always open

his mom loves her so much omg

mrs. zhong is insistent that she comes over for dinner at least every other week

he gives her very aggressive hugs

we're talking like full on tackle hugs, but he always makes sure there's something soft for her to land on

he gets nervous when they eat outside the dorms because he doesn't know exactly what's in the food and doesn't want her to have an allergic reaction

gabby likes hugging him, especially when it's just a gentle, casual embrace

she'll just loosely wrap her arms around his waist and they'll continue on with whatever they were doing

her wrapped around him like a koala while he cooks? more than you'd think

some host in a variety show made fun of her chinese and he got so mad oh my lawd

stan twt was exploding because they'd never seen him look so angry

she also was a big part in helping him with korean, since she understood the difficulty of learning it

he attributes most of his korean to gabby and her determination to get him to debut with her

she loves his dolphin laugh

always trying to hear it, just because it makes her happy

he also loves her little giggles, but not as much as he loves her full on belly laugh

when something absolutely hysterical has happened, she wheezes and laughs so hard he's kind of worried she's going to fall, but it's hilariously adorable

he is the only nct member to have talked to a member of her family because of that one time they fell asleep together and he thought it was his phone

luckily, it was just oliver and not her parents or anyone else, but he still counts it

in an awkward mix of broken english and their own mother tongues, chenle managed to explain the situation

gabby woke up during the process and just stayed still, letting him think she was still asleep

eventually she relieved him of his misery and took the phone

she knows how much he hides his struggles, so it's her personal goal to make him feel like he can come to her with anything

she'll just hold him and after the silence goes awkward he'll start explaining

then they work together to find a solution or make him feel better

he enjoys buying things for her

not grand, expensive things because he understands she can just get it herself, but the little thoughtful things that actually will make her happy

their 'thing' is night adventures

whether it's to a convenience store for snacks to to a park just to goof off, they love doing stuff at night

it makes her feel free and he likes knowing she feels like that

she's opened up to him about how suffocated she feels, so he does slightly crazy stuff like sneaking her out and going to a children's playground at three am to try and help

they're protective of each other, but more in the way of defending honor

when gabby's not there and someone is talking shit, you'd best bet chenle is going to roast their ass

someone says something about chenle? gabby is putting her hair up and diving in head first

he listens to her kind of like a child to a mother

as in like he knows when he's going too far and needs to be pulled back, and she's the only person who truly succeeds in that

he's the most scared of her royal look

will actively cover up people's mouths when they keep carrying on after she's given that look

it's like her first warning, and he knows the other ones far too well

he's scared of her, but only when she's seriously upset

when she's just annoyed? he takes that as a challenge

but as soon as she clicks her mouth or give him the look he is subdued

chenle loves her very much, though he has interesting ways of showing it and gabby just wants some peace and quiet with her favorite dolphin

fan favorite moment

there was an interview when chenle was practically bouncing off the walls, and it was starting to go past funny and into a distruption

gabby could pick up on the annoyance on both mark and the interviewer's face, and she knew the leader hated to be the bad guy and that the interviewer wouldn't be taken seriously

so she stepped in

she subtly snapped her fingers once to get his attention, then gave him the royal look

he calmed right down

when they got a break, she found him a bobby pin to mess with so he could do something without disturbing the filming

✧ 𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆 [ gasung ] the soulmate

platonic soulmates.

no i mean like

platonic soulmates, for real for real

they're both o blood types, and in japan culture that means they're compatible

and like, if u look at these two for .5 seconds you'll see how much they love each other

the company wanted gabby to act like the older boys in the way they tease jisung

once these two got to know each other it became very obvious that wasn't happening

she is his baby 1000%

he is over a foot taller than her and it's obvious to a blind person just in the way they act

all he wants is to protect her

all she wants is to make sure he's okay

the hugs between these two are downright legendary

everyone is curious about their hugs just cuz they look so so comforting and safe

but they're only possible between the two maknaes

her being his baby doesn't mean he's safe from her mothering

she just smothers him into telling her what's wrong

only when he's really sad do the french lullabies come out

and when they do, it's a surefire way to make everything okay

he knows how much she hates heels, so he's the designated crutch for when she has to wear them

he also keeps bandaids in his bag for her

she keeps extra waters for him bc he's so forgetful

the hand size difference is insane

the tip of her middle finger barely reaches halfway up his

when he holds her hand, he just engulfs it

she just settles for holding his finger because trying to hold his hand is like trying to hug a house

he gets anxious a lot when it comes to something being wrong with her

this has led to her trying to hide things from him, which didn't end well

when he picks up his phone to the sound of her going 'don't freak out' he's already getting dressed and ready to go help her

her shift from cutie gabby to performer reign is honestly terrifying to him

they do their pre-show handshake

then it's like a switch is flipped

her entire life could be falling apart, but they do that handshake and she's suddenly looking like she's ready to kill

he was the first to witness an allergic reaction and dear god he never wants to see that again

she'd found this random cafe pre-debut that looked interesting and so he took her to it

they went to order and no one would give them the time of day for them to ask about peanuts, so gabby pretty much forced jisung to just order something that sounded safe and go for it

he was getting agitated and she didn't want him to be

they got their food and he ate the first bite to check it, and he couldn't taste anything

so she thought it was ok and started eating

about three bites in, she realized what was happening

this was still during the time she didn't want to worry him, so she just excused herself to go to the restroom

when it had been like five minutes and she wasn't back, jisung went to go check on her

he found her passed out in the bathroom covered in hives and barely breathing

she went to the hospital and was fine, but it was a traumatic day for all

they met when they were ten and twelve respectively so there's a lot of stories of them growing up together

like they quite literally learned about the world side by side, and that's something to be cherished

there's nothing gabby wouldn't do for jisung

she trusts him so much, and if he says he needs a body hidden, she's doing it without question

there was a really sweet moment when they wrote each other sentimental messages and hers to jisung was very short

there is no one in this world i would rather exist alongside. i love you in this life, and the next. i'm so proud to call you my best friend. no- i'm proud to call you my brother.

lots of tears that night. lots.

they do a lot of graceful dances together

contemporary duets have gone viral five or six times now

what a lot of fans don't realize is that it's also their voices singing the songs they dance to

there's videos of them recording the songs and they're actually the cutest things ever

baby gabby kinda clung to jisung because he was the closest to her age and she was scared all these older guys would make fun of her or hurt her

he was the first dreamie to learn anything about her homelife

it was one of those late night conversations that can only be mentioned again when it's dark out

he cried, she cried, they hugged, and he promised her he'd never let anyone hurt her again

pinky promises between these two are like the pinnacle of trust

they hold them to such high standards they're not allowed in games because they don't want it ruined

tldr; they are platonic soulmates and everyone else can suck it

fan favorite moment

when gabby fell at a concert, everyone kind of laughed when she didn't move. they thought she was just being funny or embarassed or something

it was jisung that realized something was wrong

mans full blown sprinted across the stage, and the lights cut out as he dropped to his knees

the audio wasn't cut fast enough though, so the sounds of him panicking and trying to reassure her unconsious form that everything was okay was broadcasted throughout the stadium

it was soul-crushing, but really showcased how much he loves her.

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