#fell sans goes by red

[voidchillz]

Architecture has always fascinated you. Anything showing the love and care a creator has put into their work always grabs your attention. And no matter the hardships, you would protect that light in your soul whatever the cost…

…

Well…

So would they…

AWAAAAAAA NEW FIC! 💕

New fic! New fic! New fic! New fic! >:D

Please boost I wanna make more chapters for this one!💜

#new fanfic #Set In Stone - VoidChillz #undertale sans x reader #underfell sans x reader #horrortale sans x reader #horror sans goes by axe #fell sans goes by red #MC is fem presenting #sans x reader #undertale au #gargoyles au #please reblog

[bro-atz]

shit, this is red too

in which: idol san goes to your home after months to see you, only to realize that you're not home; so, he needs to find a way to pass the time

pair: idol!san/afab!reader

word count: 3k

content: smut, masturbation, bedroom sex, unprotected sex (but you're long time partners, so it's consensual), completely consensual!

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San wanted to surprise you. He told you that he was coming back to the country several weeks prior, but he didn’t give you the exact date because he wanted to see the look on your face when he showed up in front of you after months of being away. As much as you loved seeing him sing and dance and be a gorgeous, ethereal, talented being, you did wish that his company would give him a little more of a break so that the two of you could spend some time together. San, too, wished he could catch a break.

Luckily, ATEEZ finished their tour, and the company cleared their schedules for several weeks so that they could recuperate. San wanted to recuperate by spending as much time with you as he could, so instead of going back to the dorm, he went directly to your apartment. He knocked on the door, but there was no response. So, he took out the set of keys that you had given him some time ago and opened the door himself to see that you were nowhere to be found.

“Y/N? Baby? Are you home?”

There was no way San was going to get a response from you since you weren’t home. With a soft sigh, San set his bags down in a random corner in your apartment and walked around. The place was just as he remembered it— even your room. Rather than chill out on your couch, San decided to flop onto your bed. He was exhausted from traveling the world and promoting their latest comeback and making special appearances that he had half a mind to just pass out on your bed; however, he didn’t because he really wanted to be awake to see you.

San sat up and fixed up your pillows that fell over when he got on your bed, only to see something red sticking out from behind one of the pillows. San removed the object to see that it was a red, jelly vibrator roughly the same length and girth as him. He observed the vibrator with a keen eye and a slight prick of guilt. He had been gone for so long, which meant that the reason you had the vibrator was to help you get through the months without being able to fuck him. At least San would be home for the next several weeks so you could spare the use of your worn vibrator. He decided to put the vibrator in drawer of your nightstand before getting up to go freshen up.

While he did bring his bags filled with clothes with him, San went through your closet instead— he wanted to wear one of the millions of hoodies he bestowed upon you (and try to see if the sweater smelled like you, which it did). Sweater in hand, San shuffled over to his bags and grabbed a change of clothes to wear after taking a shower.

Your boyfriend was surprised when he entered your bathroom. Usually, you kept everything in your apartment, especially your bathroom, neat and organized, but your bathroom was a bit of a mess this time around. Clothes were scattered on the ground, and you had left out a bunch of face cleansers and moisturizers (you were in a rush, what can you say?). With a bemused and amused smile, San cleaned up after you. He organized all of your products the way you usually liked them, and then he picked up your clothes to throw into the hamper; but, before he threw them in the hamper, he did the sniff test just to make sure he wasn’t throwing perfectly clean clothes into your dirty laundry.

He saw your favorite pair of panties— a red lace pair that he actually gave to you— and snickered. Fun fact: your favorite color, like his hair, is red, which is why your vibrator, your panties, and his hair were all red. He shouldn’t have done the sniff test for your panties, but he did, and blood rushed straight to his crotch. San always loved the way you taste, and your panties just so happened to smell that way. Part of him wondered if you pleasured yourself while wearing the lingerie, only for him to get even more turned on. His head was swimming in so many hormones that he couldn’t even think about freshening up. Sure, he could have jacked off in the shower, but then he wouldn’t have been able to smell your panties.

You turned him into such a fucking horndog. San wanted to curse you for the way he was, but it wasn’t your fault because you never told him to sniff your panties. That was all him. And so, he fulfilled his perverted desire of jacking off to your red, lace panties by sitting on your bed and leaning against your pillows, your natural scent overwhelming him.

You had gone out to run some quick errands earlier that day. When you got home, the first thing you noticed were San’s shoes by the door. Your heart soared— you weren’t expecting your boyfriend to get back from his world tour so fast, so you were extremely and pleasantly surprised. You looked around, assuming that your boyfriend was hiding so that he could pop up out of somewhere and hold his arms out, willing you to jump into his arms. However, San did no such sort of thing. You looked around the apartment, and he was just nowhere to be found. 

Before you could even call San’s name, you distinctly heard his muffled pants and moans along with him calling you by your name and his nickname for you. Quietly, you sneaked over to the direction of the moaning, also known as your bedroom. The door wasn’t shut all the way, so you were able to peak into the room through the tiny sliver between the door and the doorframe.

You didn’t mean to stare. You only meant to take a quick peak at what he was doing, but that definitely wasn’t going to happen especially because it had been months since you saw San in person. Seeing his flushed face as he buried his nose into your panties sent a wave of heat through your body. You also got a good look at his hand pumping his huge, throbbing dick, nearly making you drool. You loved the way San’s voice got higher the closer he got to his climax. He said your name airily and you felt your heart flutter. It was taking everything in you to keep from slamming the door open and just taking him right there and then, but you really wanted to watch him finish. In the however much time you had been dating San, you never got to see the look on his face when he finished— San was an ass man, and he loved to fuck you from behind, so you never got the proper chance to see how he looked when achieving orgasm.

San cumming was mesmerizing. Despite his head being in the clouds as he felt his orgasm approaching, he still had enough of a conscious to grab a tissue from your nightstand and cum into it. San came for a long, long time as if he was holding back his load for the past six months. He flung his head back and shuddered as his cock continued to spurt cum into the tissue. Finally, after his load was completely gone, he let out a soft sigh. He tossed the tissue into the trashcan in your room and wore his clothes properly again, the pair of red panties still tight in his grasp. He disappeared into the bathroom and put them into the hamper before returning to your room, only to see you walk in.

“Y/N!”

“Sannie!”

You jumped into his outstretched arms and hugged him tightly as he wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you in the air. Shortly after, he set you down on the ground, his hands resting on your waist. Instantly, you cupped his face and kissed him passionately, his hands squeezing you a little more. Your singular kiss turned into a string of kisses, and soon, you were running your fingers through his hair and gripping the roots tightly. You walked him backwards so that he fell onto the bed with you on top of him pinning him down. You continued to make out with him as your hands reached for the bottom of his shirt and pulled upwards.

“Baby, wait,” San gasped— you were moving a little too fast for him (not that he was complaining, but his dick wasn’t quite ready yet).

You completely pulled his shirt off and peppered kisses along his smooth chest and down his torso. “Sorry, Sannie,” you said while exhaling softly. “I seriously can’t wait anymore. I need you right now.”

“But, Y/N— oh fuck!”

San lost his mind the second you yanked down his pants and unsheathed his rock hard dick, pre-cum— or maybe it was residual cum from his little masturbation session from moments ago— dribbling down his length. You ran your tongue along him before taking him into your mouth. It’d been so long since you’ve tasted San and felt the warmth of his penis that you didn’t even savor him properly. You desperately wanted to feel the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat repeatedly, but you could only move your head so fast. Actually, forget the back of your throat. You wanted to feel him ram against your cervix repeatedly. But first, more than anything, you wanted to taste his sweet cum and have it coat your throat entirely.

You felt San run his fingers through your hair and guide you, which meant he was close to coming. He was really struggling to control the lewd noises leaving his mouth, and he completely failed when you rested your hand on his thigh and squeezed to give yourself some sense of support the sloppier your blowjob got. It was when you gagged on San’s cock that he gave in. He came hard, your mouth completely filling with his white stickiness. Then, intentionally, you looked him in the eye with his dick still in your mouth, and you swallowed. San shivered at the sight of you, and his cock stiffened once more.

“Sannie,” his name rolled off your tongue sensually as you sat up and knelt, your knees on either side of him. “You taste so good. I missed your taste.”

Within seconds, San flipped you over and pinned you down, your back immediately arching as you felt his fingers brush along the small of your back. Just as you had with him earlier, he yanked down your pants and let out a little puff of air on your cunt. His tongue nearly lolled out of his mouth as he gazed at your pussy with starry eyes.

“I could say the same thing to you,” San replied with a slight chuckle.

You gasped when you felt San’s lips go right for the money. He sucked sweetly on your clit, making you grab onto the bedsheets for dear life. His hands guided your thighs upwards, giving him better access to pleasure you greatly with his tongue. His tongue prodded through your pussy’s lips, sending shocks through your nerves. Your hand unconsciously pushed your shirt up and clutched onto the hem, exposing your breast— your naked breast since you decided to go braless for the day. Meanwhile, San’s lips moved back to your clit so that he could shove two of his thick fingers into you. His fingers curled inside you, which made you curl your toes in response. Your breathy moans reverberated in the still air of the bedroom the more San fingered you. It was only when you let out a little cry that he moved up to see your face. Your eyes were squeezed tight, so you didn’t see the expression on his face until you opened them wide when his other hand cupped your breast.

“Braless, huh?” he asked rhetorically.

Not that you were planning on responding, but San didn’t even give you the chance to consider it. He licked your nipple before planting his mouth on it. The feeling of him sucking your breast delightfully and fingering you roughly was too much for you, especially after months of not being able to experience such pleasure by yourself.

“San, I’m cumming,” you cried as you attempted to grab his wrist and force his fingers out of you.

However, San had no intention of letting up. He only increased the friction between his fingers and your pussy, and soon, you squirted all over his hand. You moaned loudly as the orgasm overtook you entirely, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Once the high wore off, you blinked tears out of your eyes and looked at your boyfriend, who had the lustiest look on his face— he looked ready to pounce on you (making you wonder why he didn’t just annihilate you yet). He bit his lower lip and moved so that his face was near yours as he hovered above you.

“God, I missed you so much,” San whispered.

“I missed you a lot, too, my love.”

San smiled widely. He loved when you called him that. He pressed his lips against yours briefly before trailing his lips down your neck and planting a hickey right on your collarbone. His lips left your for a slight moment as he helped you out of your shirt, only to return to the other side of your neck— the side he had yet to kiss. His soft, red hair brushed against your jawline and ear. His hands ran up along the curves of your waist before wrapping his arms around you. As he embraced you, he turned so that he was the one laying on the bed and that you were the one on top.

“Turn around for me, baby,” San instructed softly.

You did as he asked. He held your ass and inhaled sharply— truly an ass man— before pushing you down slightly. You knew exactly what he wanted. You moved down enough so that you felt his cock press right against your folds. He positioned his dick and pushed his hips upwards slightly so that he slid right into you. You moaned sensually as he guided your ass downwards. Despite the fact that you had a vibrator roughly San’s size, still, nothing compared. San felt so much better than any sex toy ever could. You moaned loudly before sharply inhaling and biting back a moan.

“Don’t hold back, baby. You like it, right?” San asked, trying to get a reaction out of you.

You whimpered and nodded, but that wasn’t the reaction San was expecting. So, he slammed his hips upwards to meet yours, earning a loud cry from you. He held onto your ass tightly, guiding you up and down as your waist moved rhythmically to slam into his. Your pussy tightened as you heard San’s low grunts and groans, the register of his voice turning you on further.

“Shit, Y/N, you’re so fucking tight,” San hissed.

His hips slammed harder against yours.

“Sannie, I’m going to cum!” you cried.

“Not yet, baby. Wait for me.”

San pulled out abruptly and pushed you forward so that you were on your hands and knees; also known as doggy, his favorite position. He shoved his way into you quickly, the new angle making his waist slam into you much harder than you were expecting. He wasn’t moving as fast as he was before, though. You let out a small cry with every thrust, San grunting in response. He kept hitting your cervix over and over again, just as you wanted him to earlier, making you weak in the arms and legs.

You felt him place his large hand on your shoulder blades and push down firmly, pressing your chest into the bed. He pushed his body weight over you and fucked you harder. His lips were right next to your ear, so you heard his erratic breathing and felt the warm air from his mouth hit the most sensitive parts of your ear.

“You like that, baby?” San asked sensually.

You could only muster a nod— you were too busy moaning to give him a proper verbal answer (not that he needed it). You felt your orgasm nearing again, and the second that San slammed his waist into yours with all of the energy and force he could muster, the two of you came together. He completely filled you up, a low exhale mixed with a groan echoing in the room and in your ear.

As he pulled out, you felt his cum drip down your pussy. You immediately worried about getting your sheets dirty with his cum, only to see San quickly hop off your bed, scurry to the bathroom, and return with a towel that he spread out on the bed. You collapsed onto said towel and brought your breathing back to normal as San laid down on the bed next to you, his body facing yours.

“My baby,” he said with a soft sigh as he tucked your hair behind your ear.

He scooted the tiniest bit closer to you to leave a light kiss on your forehead. Then, he put his arm around you to let you comfortably lay your head on his arm. He got even closer to you and caressed your face with his other hand.

“Y/N, I missed you so much while I was away,” he said quietly. “I don’t know how I lasted this long without you.”

“Maybe I should give you a pair of my panties before you set off on another world tour,” you said with the hint of a giggle in your words.

“Wh-what?”

“I saw you earlier, my love.”

“What do you mean?”

“Masturbating.”

You watched San’s face steadily get bright red to match his hair. He hid his face by burying it in the nook of your neck and mumbled something about how embarrassed he was that you watched him get off on your panties.

“Where did you even find my panties, my love?” you leaned your head away and asked him while making eye contact with him.

“I, uh… I wanted to take a shower… Your clothes were all over the floor, so I started cleaning up… One thing led to another…” San explained meekly.

“You pervert,” you couldn’t help but laugh. “You missed me that much?”

“Of course! And you clearly missed me that much, too.”

“What do you mean?” now you were the one that was confused.

“That jelly vibrator. You didn’t have it or any other sex toys before I left.”

“Oh… That…” you bit your lower lip, slightly embarrassed. “I needed to relieve myself somehow, and my fingers wouldn’t cut it anymore. I wanted something big and hard.”

“Like me.”

You nodded.

“Was it any good?” San asked, genuinely curious.

“Kind of… But it was mostly disappointing because no one or thing could ever compare to how good you are in bed.”

San’s face went red once again. He wrapped his arms around you and moved down slightly to hug you while mumbling a shy thanks into your chest. You smiled and hugged him back, one of your hands stroking the back of his head. The two of you stayed hugging each other comfortably for a good moment before he leaned his head away and looked up at you with eyes that made you want to melt.

“I think I already know the answer, but why a red vibrator?”

“Because when you dyed your hair red, I wanted to get something that matched.”

“Oh… I thought you got it because your favorite color is red…”

You shook your head. You kissed San on the nose quickly, a smile blossoming onto his face. His hands squeezed you lightly, a naughty look quickly crossing across his face before being replaced with genuine curiosity.

“Do you plan on getting rid of it…?” he asked you slowly.

“I’m going to have to keep it since you’ll be going on tour at some point,” you replied while shaking your head.

“Then… Can we play with it?”

“Huh?”

San sat up and grabbed the vibrator from your nightstand. He tapped it on your crotch lightly several times, his eyes going dark with lust. You swallowed nervously as you realized San’s intention.

“What do you say, baby? Let’s have some fun.”

Biting your lower lip, you held your arms outstretched for him while nodding. Yes, let’s have some fun.

#ateez #choi san #san smut #san x reader #ateez san #choi san ateez #san ateez #broatz

[respectthepetty]

Qian called Yuan.

Qian called Yuan.

Qian sat on the stairs (with that effing red thread connecting them!) in his light color, and stared at all the unanswered texts Yuan had sent him for every holiday, and HE HIT THE CALL BUTTON!

Yuan still talks to Lili regularly. He even speaks to San Pang. And both of them know how much Qian cares about Yuan. Lili is surprised Qian has the magazines with her in it because Qian always seems to only care about Yuan. San Pang lectures Qian and tells him to care about Lili too. San Pang directly states that he should've let Yuan stay.

There is so much to show that Qian misses Yuan. Qian is sad that Yuan is gone. Qian needs Yuan. So he calls Yuan AND HANGS UP! But Yuan immediately calls back.

Qian doesn't even say anything when he picks up the phone. Yuan questions if it is really Qian. "Hello? Qian? (brother?)" and all he gets in reply is a simply "mmm" but while Yuan is in shock, although it seems like Qian is upset, his eyes are closed as if he is being soothed by Yuan's voice.

Qian didn't even realize it was his birthday until Yuan said it!

Which makes him break.

He says thanks. He asks Yuan how he's been. He mentions he has read Yuan's texts.

He barely answers Yuan's questions, but he answers them which he hasn't even done for Lili and San Pang.

And Qian is the one to ask if there is anything else Yuan wants to say, and when Yuan says no, Qian ends the call.

With his eyes closed.

Qian wanted Yuan to say he missed home. That he missed him. Because Qian missed Yuan, which is why he called him. Which is why he has been cleaning his room. Which is why he goes to sit in Yuan's bed after he ends the call.

All so he could finally say what he has wanted to say since he sent Yuan away - "Come back if you miss home"

Come back if you miss ME.

Because I miss you.

And the way realization sweeps over Qian as he slowly recognizes the person in front of him is Yuan

That the person next to him is Yuan

It's impeccable because Qian calling Yuan exposed him. He wanted this! He wanted Yuan there! But it's no longer the way it was before.

They aren't in their own little world anymore.

Yuan, in the past, confessed that he liked Qian, and Qian calling Yuan showed that he missed him, so Yuan came home. Yuan came back to Qian.

But Yuan still walked out of the room, leaving Qian alone.

Qian left Yuan that black bracelet. Qian called Yuan but hung up. Qian told Yuan to come back to him by telling him he could home. Yuan still texts Qian to remind him he is there because that bracelet gave him hope. Yuan didn't call Qian until Qian called him. Yuan didn't come back home until Qian told him to come back home. He learned his lesson from his confession. Yuan won't move until Qian makes the move.

And Qian wants Yuan, but he hasn't fully committed to acknowledging it. Qian has skirted around it each time leaving everyone else to pick up where he gets stuck.

But Yuan can't let that continue. Qian left the bracelet. Qian made the call. Qian told Yuan he could come home. Yuan won't move until Qian moves, so Yuan won't move until Qian answers the question.

"Do you have feelings for Yuan too?"

Sidenote: I love that Lili texted San Pang to figure out where they were (and she is in San Pang's phone with hearts!), so Yuan could go get Qian (sibling shenanigans), and that San Pang sat up when her text came through so he could send her a voice note since he was too drunk to text but knew he needed to answer (that's couple behavior!).

I also loved how Lili argued with Yuan about teasing her over another guy since it's clear she is in a relationship with San Pang, and how San Pang took Lili to the night market since Qian was too drunk because Qian even told Lili that San Pang would treat her to a nice meal since he wasn't home when she arrived.

Qian brought Lili and San Pang together. They had to look after him once Yuan was sent away. They had to be the light in Qian's dark world. He is the reason they fell in love.

And he doesn't even realize it.

Excellent.

#unknown #unknown the series #qian x yuan #lili x san pang #I loved everything about this episode #but especially that Qian called Yuan #he has to make the move #so Yuan can follow #Yuan learned his lesson #he can't push Qian #he has to be patient

[mingoooossii]

ATEEZ as tiny pocket persons.

warnings: none. A/n: i had to get this off my system. i was dying imagining this yo.Well, hope u enjoy reading this nonetheless.

Hongjoong.

• he's quiet and reserved when he's in public.

• sometimes you even forget he's there cuz he's so quiet.

• he just be chilling.

• though once you're indoors, he gets goofy.

• you always tease him about it and he gets so red everytime.

• he has THE cutest smile EVER.

• he's so so so precious when he smiles that you'll do the most stupid shit just so u can see him smile.

• this is rare but at times he rambles about stuff that he's been interested in lately.

• and you love it when he does that. It's just so nice seeing him excited about something.

Seonghwa.

• calm and sweet.

• you know how u have like an angel and a devil on your shoulders?

• he's the angel (though his devil side shows itself once in a while 😇)

• he acts like your personal to do list like 'oh you forgot something for your grocery?' Well worry not, he has it all memorised.

• comforts you when u have a bad day.

• one time you bought him one of those mini lego sets and now, he bugs you to buy one every time a new one drops.

• and you do, every single time cuz you love him :) (and u love seeing him get so happy everytime u do)

Yunho.

• a little ball of sunshine.

• he always just peeks out from your pocket, greeting and waving at random people.

• he just emits positive energy.

• you cannot help but smile whenever he's around.

• he loves going outside to explore and try new things.

• though his favourite activity has to be when he games with you.

• he giggles whenever he wins a match.

• so at times you purposely let him win so you could hear his cute giggle.

Yeosang.

• he's a shy one and so CUTE😭

• no seriously you're always gushing over him cuz he's so cute and he gets so shy.

• literally the cutest sight ever.

• he's sweet and always helps you with stuff (though beware he can get quite fussy at times.)

• he love love LOVES it when you buy him little trinkets.

• his favourite is a little doberman keychain thingy that you won for him at a claw machine.

• shows it off every chance he gets.

• he's adorable.

San.

• he's like a cat.

• he acts more like a cat than an actual cat.

• he's always around you.

• if he's not in your pocket then he's on your hand, your shoulder or just anywhere near you.

• also loud.

• he gets loud and giggly when he's happy which is, all the time.

• so if it's a little too quiet around you, then you know something's wrong.

• he's pouty when he's upset. He gets even more clingy, if that's possible.

• also possessive.

• death glares anyone who tries to be a lil too close to you.

• but it's okay, he calms down after you pat his head a little. Que a smiley San!

Mingi.

• he's a clumsy one.

• one time he almost fell out of your pocket because he couldn't sit still.

• infinite energy.

• he's always dancing and singing or just jumping around when he's happy.

• you can't go outside without him drawing people's attention :)

• so you bought him one of those small squishy plushies and he LOVES it.

• he moves around a lot less now as he's always hugging the plushie.

• brings it with him literally everywhere he goes cuz "you bought it for me!" he says.

Wooyoung.

• loud and giggly.

• extra emphasis on loud because seriously, the house is never quiet.

• he's always giggling or just rambling about random stuff.

• what a cutie.

• possessive pt.2

• he's very VERY possessive.

• one time bro almost bit someone's finger cuz they accidentally touched you 😭

• chaotic.

• do NOT leave him alone with San or Mingi.

• he will wreck havoc.

• he also LOVES affection. He'll be hugging you the moment he gets a chance.

• also quite sassy.

• he WILL sass you if u were to do something stupid but it's okay, he still loves you.

Jongho.

• another quiet one.

• he's acts tough and quiet when you're out in public but gets giggly once you're inside.

• he tells you about random things he learnt or something he finds fascinating.

• and it is pretty interesting.

• a prankster.

• he pranks you at times and laughs his ass off cuz u fall for it every. single. time!

• also a good listener.

• he always knows when you're having a bad day and listens to ur vents.

• If you don't wanna talk abt it, that's fine too. He has great advice.

• he's not too prone to affection but he'll hug you once in a while when u least expect it.

• he's too cute 😞

#ateez #ateez imagines #ateez x reader #ateez fluff #ateez drabbles #ateez oneshot #ateez fanfic #hongjoong x reader #seonghwa x reader #yunho x reader #yeosang x reader #choi san x reader #mingi x reader #wooyoung x reader #jongho x reader #mingi fluff #choi san fluff #seonghwa imagines #kim hongjoong #yeosang fluff #ateez scenarios #jongho fluff #wooyoung fluff #ateez headcanons

[sociopathicartist]

Valentine’s day Headcanons. ♥︎♡︎

Classic sans, Fell, and Swap sans. ♡︎

Happy Valentine’s Day darlings !

A short Valentine's special HC list I’m doing during school, hope the day for you all goes well! <3

Classic Sans valentine Headcanons ! ♡︎♥︎♡︎

He’d do something sweet, of course.

If you started dating earlier that year, it wouldn't be too much. A safe play of flowers and chocolates, and maybe a cute date night. Something he’s seen in movies and knows usually doesn’t fail. (he may have also got help from his brother.)

If you’ve already been dating for a while, almost a year or longer, he’d do something more personal. He would get you the flowers he knows you like, if possible all in your favorite color. You don’t like flowers? Cool. He’ll make sure to get you something else you like.

I feel like he’s a gift basket typa guy. He’s been collecting little stuff here and there for you quite a bit before Valentine’s Day, and some other stuff he knows you need but haven’t taken the time to buy. Miscellaneous items like snacks you like, one or two of your favorite drinks, stuff he knows you’ll enjoy and use. Plus flowers or a stuffed animal of some kind.

He’s not too over the top, but would still show affection (obviously?) as he feels for you, so date night would be something personal instead. It could be a night stargazing with a picnic set up, (cliche, ik, but idc), and he’ll keep hitting you with the,

“oh, babe, you see that shooting star?”

“Sans… This is the 7th time this night.”

“whoops, it was your eyes.” Followed up with a cute, quick kiss.

He could also do something a bit more lazy, something more his speed. With the help of Papyrus’ search for good recipes, he’d make you both dinner. A cute rom-com movie while you both ate the dinner he made, cuddled up under blankets, and wrapped in each other’s embrace for the rest of the night. That would be perfect for him.

He’d also love to take you out to Grillby’s as a date choice. It’s a classic, something familiar that he loves and would take you to often without any rhyme or reason. He’d take you out, order some nice drinks unlike the ketchup he usually orders, and spend the time with you like all the other times he’s loved and enjoyed, but this time it’s just a bit more special.

The holiday overall wouldn’t be too over the top, just as he is, but he would still make it special. He doesn’t see too much point in the holiday since he does like to surprise you now and then with a relaxing night, but knows this holiday is special for humans so he tries for you.

Fell Sans ♡︎♥︎♡︎

(first HC round with this man…)

Dates all around would be romantic, doesn’t matter if you’ve dated for 2 weeks or 2 years. He’ll take you out to your favorite place (even if it’s really hard to get into) with a big bouquet and a teddy bear of some kind. what can he say? he likes the classic flowers and teddy bear combo, it’s an odd way of showing affection that he favors, he never got to experience that type of basic affection when he was underground in his rough environment.

I don’t feel like he’s a gift basket type of guy, more so just gifts here and there and the classic combo on Valentine’s Day. He just likes buying you stuff anytime he goes out and sees something that reminds him of you, you’re spoiled with enough gifts to not need an entire basket.

Red roses would probably be his first choice of flower. Unless you specifically request a different type of flower, he likes the basic things that he sees in movies that show the standard type of affection in gifts. Perfumes, jewelry, etc. He’s less like Classic Sans in the way that he prefers typical gifts rather than sentimental and personal ones. (not to say that he won't give sentimental gifts, cuz he will).

He’d probably like to end the night in a similar way to Classic, wrapped up with you on the couch and watching cute, ditzy movies that you oogled over until you both fell asleep.

“Sans.. You didn’t have to get me more roses.”

“what? i figured the first 2 bouquets i sent to yer house weren’t enough.”

Underswap Sans ♡︎♥︎♡︎

(i don’t like the fanon version of him, so I will stick to the canon version of him as much as i possibly can.)

This MAN.

Anything you’ve ever wanted on Valentine’s Day will be overtaken by the amount of stuff he does for you. You wake up and this man is already in your house somehow (he made a spare key with your house key a while back LMAO) just making breakfast for you.

“Dude… How did you get in here?”

“HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY. YOU LIKE YOUR EGGS OVER-EASY, RIGHT?”

Yeah. He’d be all over you. There are somehow flowers in every room of your house, neatly trimmed and already in vases full of water. Rose petals are leading down every hallway, which when you tried to explain that they were supposed to lead somewhere special, Usually the bedroom for freaky stuff, He frowned and stated that he didn’t plan on staying in one place the whole day. Shouldn’t everywhere you walk feel special?

Honestly, despite putting flowers everywhere in your house I feel like he’s not a flower guy. He’d probably focus on just spending the WHOLE day together. Going out for a walk, getting coffee somewhere, him making dinner for you later that night. He’s all about that quality time rather than a handful of gifts being shoved at you. He’d rather take you out and buy stuff during the day with you.

#undertale #undertale au #undertale alternate universe #sans #sans undertale #sans x reader #classic sans #sans x you #fell sans #underswap #blueberry sans #SAP

[llamagoddessofficial]

I wonder… Zoo Siren AU but reversed? MC is the siren stuck in the zoo and the skeletons are the workers? How would that work out? 🤔

owHOOPS tripped and fell in love with the pretty local siren girl

Sans: He's a researcher studying siren communications. When the local aquarium offers for him to interact regularly with their resident siren for his research, he's delighted, and jumps at the chance. She's initially very hostile toward him but nothing can cool his absolute fascination with such a beautiful apex predator- he wears her down with his consistency, always visiting and giving her snacks and talking with her. He also wears her down with his obvious admiration and delight... it's hard to hate someone, when they think everything about you is perfect and worth its own individual peer-reviewed paper. She often finds herself blushing at his clear googoo eyes.

Over time, they do build a genuine connection. And Sans feels that. He's always visiting, and he's making great progress with his research. But... he starts to realise that he isn't even paying that much attention to his research anymore. A lot of his growing obsession with his field... well. It boils down to an obsession with her.

Red: He's her 'trainer' technically, but he dislikes the word. He's the one who spends the most time in the tank with her, his job description is pretty much just to make her do tricks for the crowd but he goes out of his way to try and keep her entertained and mentally stimulated, with tank games and complicated routines they can perform together underwater. If anyone else tried to get her to do 'tricks' she'd bite their hands off, but she allows it with Red, because he makes it really fun. She still does bite him every now and then- but it's much more playful. Much more flirty. Red seems chill... but secretly, he fucking hates the idea of anyone else being in the tank with her, because everyone else seems to treat her like a performing monkey.

She may have a little bit of a crush on him. He's always so confident, and he's always spending time with her. His teeth remind her of a big shark- a big predator, just like her. She trusts him.

Skull: He's in charge of her feeding schedule and health. Something of a vet and a chef, he makes sure she's healthy, stable, regularly eating nutritious food to keep her safe. She likes him a lot and not just because he's always bringing food- at first he was intimidating, but nobody can resist the Skull Rizz and she grew to consider him a close companion. She likes that he lets her gnaw on his hands... she also likes that if she offers to share some of her food with him he'll literally eat it on the spot. She admires the intense dedication- no one else will eat raw fish like him.

He'll sit on the edge of her pool, and she'll come spend time with him. Most siren doctors who try to give her checkups end up losing a few knuckles here and there, but Skull can simply hold out his hand and she'll let him examine wherever he needs to. He feels deeply responsible for her safety and health.

#llamagines #zoo siren mc au #siren mc has a much better time than the siren sanses #the sanses have 1 person who cares between the three of them #mc has 3 people who deeply care all to herself #better food... better entertainment... better overall treatment too #because who the fuck is going to question skull when he tells u she needs better water quality

[merlinmarvelandother-oneshots]

Hi! It's me again :) btw can I be your -💀anon?

You don't have to put a tag or anything but it's just so when I send asks you know it's me (^-^)/

Btw loved the headcanons you made

Could you please do some but this time it's a bit silly like I have this plot in mind :

Skele walks on s/o cutting their hair but with kitchen scissors and then like making it better with a derma shaver (I saw a video on tiktok of someone doing that and it just was funny to me lol)

What would the skele do and think? It'd be funny if some if them are a bit confused since they don't have hair

Again no worries if you don't take the ask ! Have a good day/night and be safe :)

of course you can be 💀 <3

(imma just do the skelebros from the last req bc i love them)

(also the amount of times ive wanted to do the exact same thing)

UnderTale, UnderFell, and UnderSwap skelebros walk in on their s/o cutting their hair

UnderTale:

Sans:

-"whatcha doin', y/n?"

-you look at him through the mirror while you continue cutting your hair.

-"oh, nothing! just wanted a little bit of a change. by the way, could you make sure im getting it even in the back?"

-he does.

-other than that, he just... watches.

-not creepily, or whatever.

-he's kind of quiet the whole time.

-when you finish, you do a little twirl to show your haircut

-"good job, kiddo"

-goes to take a nap

-as long as you're happy, he's okay.

Papyrus:

-"human! what is it you are-" his jaw dropped.

-literally. it fell on the floor.

"ARE THOSE MY SCISSORS??"

-that was his biggest concern. was having to wash the scissors. he uses those to cook! he needs them clean!!

-he gives you the silent treatment after

-for about 20 minutes. what can he say? he missed you!

UnderFell:

Red:

-he was just walking by the bathroom and looked caught a glance of you, scissors in hand, hair in clumps on the floor.

-he thinks it's a fighting thing. to keep monsters from being able to pull it.

-kind of surprised when you said that no, you just thought it'd be fun.

-he's weirded out, kind of. he thought you liked your hair?

-but oh well. as long as he doesn't have to be the one cleaning up the bathroom.

Edge:

-he definitely has the strongest reaction of all of the skelebros.

-he LOVES your hair.

-when you said you just felt like cutting it, he STORMED out of the house.

-he went through extreme grief.

-he didn't tall to you much for the next week or so.

-least supportive, most dramatic. that's for sure.

UnderSwap:

Blue:

-he is SO excited.

-he thinks you'll look great!

-asks if he can help you

-wonders if you'll dye it, too? blue! it'a his favorite color, to go with his favorite human.

-the exact opposite of SOMEONE *cough cough* Edge

-he is the MOST supportive

Honey:

-"hey, y/n, have you seen- oh!"

-it's certainly a surprise, but a welcome one, indeed.

-hangs around in there, just watching what you're doing.

-how are you so good? have you done this before?

-he thinks you look pretty damn good, though

sorry some of these are short ;-;

also idk if you meant just trimming? like i started writing these thinking 'oh! anon meant like long hair and going short! great!' because that's where it is from my (long haired) perspective. if that isn't what you meant i'd be happy to rewrite them x

#undertale #undertale x reader #sans #sans x reader #papyrus #papyrus x reader #underfell #underfell x reader #underfell sans #underfell sans x reader #underfell papyrus #underfell papyrus x reader #underswap #underswap x reader #underswap sans #underswap papyrus #underswap sans x reader #underswap papyrus x reader

[marigoldsandbuttercups]

maybe s/o seems quiet, calm and even shy at times, but it turns out that they used to work as a stripper and they were super famous and made a lot of money. s/o stopped because they were afraid that because of their non-standard work, the skellies would want to leave s/o. For Ut, Us and Uf.

love your blog☺️

Woah That's A Cool Job, Bro

(Why thank ya, friend. I really appreciate that 💖)

Sans: "huh," he starts out, and doesn't really elaborate much on it. You can hear him chuckle as he watches you try to figure out just what he meant by that. And as much as he would like to admire the way your face looks as you think, he knows this is a serious topic. He takes your hand, touch as gentle as the wind itself before pulling you just a little closer to him.

What? Can't a guy have a nice cuddle whilst talking about his relationship?

It's easy for him to disarm you, to have you relax because he really doesn't want you to feel like you're walking on eggshells around him. He looks calm as ever as you explain but you know better, from the way his touches linger on you and how his eyelights never stray from you. When it's his turn to speak, Sans isn't really much for words, but he makes it known that he's always rooting for you. Once he's in love, he's all in, and he will always show that, one way or another.

Papyrus: Not offended in the least bit. If anything, he would have a deep fascination with your job and how you work. He's into it, the flair, the dramatics, the legs! He thinks it's Very Cool™. Papyrus isn't one to really judge people by their personality, especially when he's had experience of people doing the same to him. Sure, he'd be surprised but it's more so good surprise because... He wants to know more about you, after all.

He'd also be surprised when you express your fear to him, understanding that the way humans and monsters view certain things differently is very much at play here. Papyrus also doesn't care how long you've been together, if it's something you wanna do, he's ready to support you and you will never experience any judgement from him. (Your workouts are gonna be super fun btw, he had Plans™)

Blue: After you tell him, he kinda just... Goes quiet for a bit. It worries you, rightfully so as you find it hard to properly discern his expression. But he moves a step closer to you and holds your hands, first assuring you that you never have to be afraid to tell him anything. Blue would want to make it known as soon as possible that he will be by you no matter what, your safe space, your pillow to fall on.

But he also assures you that he trusts you, anything you want to do is for you to choose but he will support it so long as you're safe and happy. That's all that really matters to him in the end since, well, it's one of the reasons he fell for you anyway, the fact that it's you. (Also would probably point out the pretty outfits you have and if you'd model for him-)

Stretch: Definitely do not tell him while he's eating or drinking because he will choke. He would then panic and say he didn't choke because he was angry or anything like that, he was just... Very surprised. And he is! He just gets extremely flustered at the idea of you doing literally anything (boy is whipped I tell ya). It takes him a while to completely articulate his thoughts because he wants to tell you that's so cool but also wants to tell it's okay and that you're so awesome and-

There's a lot going through his mind, and you're sat there in dumbfounded silence as you watch the orange hue begin to cover his entire skull. But! He does eventually gather his thoughts and tells you that.. Hey, he thinks you're an amazing person and he's loved you far too long for anything like that to get in the way. He trusts you, and he hopes you trust him as much.

Red: "that's hot-" and he stops upon seeing your face and chuckles. He holds his hands up in defense before moving a little closer once you're a little more relaxed. He starts small, holding your hand before explaining what the culture is like from where he is. He's not the best with words, but Red does succeed in getting his message across, that being:

It is your life, you have the right to decide what you wanna do and what you don't wanna do. But whatever it is you choose to do, he's got your back, no matter how "out there" it is or whatever. You want it? You got it and Red will absolutely make sure that you can depend on him for supporting you. (still will tell you it's hot af tho)

Edge: You think he's judging you but really that's just his resting face. He's a little surprised by the fact that you're so... Unsure of telling him. He voices this concern, because to him, these kinds of things were rather normal in the underground. Whatever it was, as long as it was a means to survive. He takes this a little too seriously, not that it is a bad thing, but it can be rather daunting when he's staring you down as you're both seated on your couch.

And the whole thing kinda... Makes you laugh a little.

Perhaps from how nervous you are, from how overly invested Edge is, but.. it's.. Touching. He's rightfully confused, and huffs when he finds out why, feeling a little shy.(but you would never catch him admitting that lmao). The dramatics only last for a while before you gather your thoughts and explain and Edge is.. Very gentle about it. It's one of those moments that make you understand just why you fell for him, how he makes sure that you understand that he would never, ever judge you for that. He respects you, and he will respect the choices you make as long as you're okay.

#hueheu you can also support me by visiting my ko-fi teehee #LOLOL #undertale #undertale imagines #undertale headcanons #underfell #underswap #sans x reader #papyrus x reader #uf sans x reader #uf papyrus x reader #underswap sans #us papyrus x reader #under swap papyrus x reader

[bteezxyewriter12]

Rocky

Pairing- San x Named Reader

Word count- 6.2k

Includes- Angst, physical fighting, underground fighting, mentions of blood, blow job, deep throating, cock riding, missionary, love making, multiple orgasms, lots of fluff at the end

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San POV

"Is she here?", I ask Wooyoung

"She's coming. Don't worry about her. Focus on winning the match"

I glare at him

He knows I can't not worry about her

She's my life, everything I do is for her, of course I'm worried when she's not here yet

All my fights are in warehouses in bad seedy neighborhoods and I get really worried when she doesn't get to the fight with me

She had to work late today and she's coming from there

She's taking the bus here and I won't relax until she's next to me

"She's coming San. She always comes right?"

I nod

"She'll be here"

I know she will even though she hates when I fight

She hates watching me get hurt, get hit, bleed

She always has tears in her eyes during the match and she cries when she's fixing my injuries after the fight

I hate making her cry but we need the money I win from these fights

My minimum wage job as a cook for a noodle shop isn't cutting it

I can't get a better job because no one wants to hire an ex-convict

I was arrested for assault and battery when I beat the shit out of a guy who dared to touch her

Just walked up to her outside of a club while she was waiting for me and grabbed her ass like it was nothing

I was on my way back to her and saw him do that, saw her yell and slap him

Then he shoved her, she fell and I saw fucking red

I got to him and all I beat him to an inch of his life

If the cops didn't pull me off him, I would of killed him

I was arrested, charged with assault and battery and was sentenced to three years in prison

He was also arrested after he got out of the hospital, charged with sexual harassment and sexual assault

She told me he was sentenced to five years in prison

She waited for me, visited me in prison and when I got out no one wanted to hire me

Especially because I have a violent charge

I can't afford a trade school and I don't have the time because I have to make money for us to survive

The cook position is cash only and the only place that would hire me

She's a nail tech in a salon and doesn't make that much either

We don't have a place to live and instead live in Wooyoung's van

When I first got out of prison she moved me into her studio apartment but her neighbors found out I was an ex-con and complained to the landlord

The landlord told her I had to leave

Instead she left to be with me

I insisted she stay in the apartment but she refused

Her sister was nice enough to let her use her address so she could keep working but wouldn't let us move in

Her sister hates me

Tells my naekkeo that I'm ruining her life and I can't disagree

I am ruining her life

I tried talking her into staying at her sister's apartment, which her sister agreed to but she flat out refused, saying that she's staying with me no matter what

She told me she loves me more than anything and she's never going to leave me

Honestly I cried at that

No one, besides Wooyoung, ever cared about me, ever loved me, ever thought I was worth it

And hearing that from the one person I love most in the world made me so fucking happy

I know I'm bringing her down with me but I can't let her go

I can't survive without her

She is my absolute everything

I was looking for more ways to make money and Wooyoung told me about the fights he goes to and offered to get me into them

I agreed and have been doing this for six months aside from the cook job

Wooyoung became my manager, he gets a cut from the winnings but I take a bigger portion of it

He rents a room in an apartment so that me and my naekkeo can stay in his van for now

We got a cheap mattress that takes up the back of the van, our clothes and blankets, shoes, necessities strewn in every place they can be

We have a very small walk way right in front of the bench seat

The van is long so we have some room and it's the best we can do for now

Our problem isn't getting a place, it's continuously paying the rent that's the problem

I really don't know what to do about our situation

She works all day, everyday, at the salon and she's started taking private clients too, going to their places to do their nails

I work all day and do these fights at night, as often as I can

We're stuck and it sucks

"Can you go check outside and see if she's here?", I ask

He sighs, "Yeah ok. I'll be right back"

He leaves and I look around for my opponent

I'm not sure who it is as there are multiple fights tonight

She will only let me do one fight at a time and I give into her because I know she doesn't want me to do this at all

Scanning the room, I see big guys on one end of the room and normal looking guys like me around too

I've fought a few of the guys here before

I mostly win all my fights except in the beginning, when I first started

Aside from then, I make sure I win because we need the money badly

"Sannie", I hear behind me

Turning around, I smile at my naekkeo

"She was already coming inside when I got to her", Wooyoung says

"Hi naekkeo", I say, leaning down and kissing her soft sweet lips

"Hi Sannie", she says, anxiety in her voice as she looks around

"You ok baby?", I ask, knowing she's worried

"Yeah Sannie"

She's not a very good liar

"How was your day naekkeo?", I ask to take her mind off of the fight

"Oh, it was ok. Same stuff. Painted nails. You know", she says softly

I nod, "And the private clients you had this morning were good?"

Her salon opens at 10am and closes at 8pm

She mostly takes private clients from 7am -9:30 am and from 8:30pm to sometimes midnight

Except for days when I have fights, then she doesn't schedule any late night appointments so she can be here with me

Today she had just one at 8:30 and it's fine because the fights start at 10

"Yeah it went fine. One of the girls liked the nails I did on her and she posted it on her social media. She mentioned my name and what salon I work at"

"That's good baby!", I exclaim, smiling, "Did you put our phone number on the post too?"

We share a prepaid phone because we can't afford anything else

It's a cheap dial phone that can only make calls and texts

No Internet connection

She has a tablet her sister gave her, so to use the internet and check emails we go to a cafe that has wifi and use it there

Or she uses it on her lunch hour at work

"Yeah Sannie but you know how I feel about that"

She doesn't like to have our number out there for everyone to see but it's something we have to do for now

It increases her chances of getting extra clients

"I know baby", I tell her, "It's just for now"

"Yeah", she answers

"Did you post the picture on your Instagram?"

That's the only social media she has and it's full of pictures of her work

Sometimes she gets hired by people from there too

"Yeah Sannie", she says

"Good baby. Maybe an idol company will see it and want to hire you", I smile

She is really good at nails, she knows how to use all kinds of nail polish and the designs she does are so pretty

She definitely should be working for idols

"I wish", she giggles, coming closer and laying her head on my chest

I hug her tightly, kissing the top of her head

"I love you Sannie", she says, making me smile

"I love you Jo", I answer, "More than anything"

Words can't describe the love I have for her

She is everything to me

"So much", she whispers, looking up at me

Leaning down, I press my lips to her in a soft kiss

After the kiss, we go sit against one of the walls waiting for my fight to start

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Lifting my arm, I block my opponent's hit then shove his arm away

Pulling my own fist back, I slam it into the side of his head, his body following the direction his head snaps

The fight started three minutes ago and already I'm getting my ass kicked

If course I'm up against one of the biggest guys here

I already got punched in the face twice and once in the stomach, not to mention my arms while I block my face and head

This is the first hit I got in

My opponent rights himself and lunges at me, his fist grazing the side of my lip

Pain hits me hard

I already got a cut there from a previous hit and it fucking hurts

I move back from him, ducking under another swing and punching his stomach

As he doubles over, I kick him hard in the ribs

He roars in pain and the bell rings before I can get another hit it

Fuck

Going to my corner of the ring, I sit in the stool, breathing hard

"Sannie", she whispers, tears on her face

"I'm ok baby", I tell her, turning to my side where she's standing

"You're bleeding San"

"Just little cuts naekkeo", I assure her

I don't want to tell her how much pain I'm in

She worries enough

"You need to knock him the fuck out", Wooyoung growls from my other side, as he pours water from a water bottle in my mouth

I swallow quickly so I don't fucking drown from this dumbass

"No shit", I growl

"Well stop fucking around. You're fighting like shit today"

"Do you want to fucking fight him?", I snap, "You think you can do better?"

He snorts, "I'm not an idiot, I'm not getting in there with that huge oaf"

"Gee thanks", I say sarcastically

"Just go knock him out and win", Wooyoung says dismissively, waving his hand at me

Sometimes I want to punch him

The bell is gonna ring any second and I turn to her

"Kiss me baby"

She immediately pressed her lips against mine in a soft kiss

I feel better, like her kiss is renewing my energy

The bell rings and I pull away from her, getting up and going towards my opponent, my hands up in a fighting stance to protect my head

My opponent comes at me swinging and I parry his punches as best I can but he still gets hits into my body

I try to hit him back but my hits just graze off him because he blocks me

I'm getting frustrated and sloppy

We just really need that money

He hits my ribs and I yell in pain, then swing and smash my fist in his eye, his head snapping back

I advance towards him, moving my arm to land a right hook to his body

He blocks my hit, leaving me wide open and his fist connects with my chin, upper cutting me

Agony explodes in my face as I fall on my back

"Sannie!", I hear her scream through the pain, "Oh my god, Sannie!"

I moan, lifting my head but the pain increases and I lay back down

"Get up Sannie! Please baby, get up"

She sounds so scared

Forcing my eyes open, I turn my head to find her in the crowd, making my swimming vision focus on her

She's grabbing onto the metal chains that make up the ring perimeter, Wooyoung's arm around her waist, holding her back as she struggles against him

It takes me a second to register that she's trying to get into the ring to get to me

Thank god Wooyoung is there to hold her back

If she ever got hurt I'd never forgive myself

"No, don't hit him!", she shouts, tears pouring down her face, "San, move!"

I move to gaze at my surroundings, seeing my opponent walking towards me

"No. Wooyoung let go!", she sobs, "I have to get him, he's not moving. Let me fucking go!"

I have to get up now

She cannot come in this ring

She cannot get hurt

My opponent gets to me, pulling his fist back

My body screams in pain as I roll away just as he brings his fist down, punching the floor, a loud crack sounding in my ear, followed by his screaming

I get up, my vision swimming for a second, the crowd cheering loudly

But all I can hear is her crying my name

I need to finish this fight and get to her

"End it now San!", Wooyoung yells

Forcing myself to stay up, I head to my opponent who's holding his arm to his body

I'm pretty sure he broke his hand

As I get to him, he tries to block me but I get a hit to his face in

He swings his uninjured arm hard while still keeping his injured one close to his body, trying to hit me but misses, his body going with the momentum and he stumbles

I move quickly, punching his ribs, then backing away, circle him then hit him in the same spot

He growls, straightening up and coming at me but he's leaving himself open because he still has his injured arm at his side

I take the opportunity to move quickly to him and jumping, I do a turning kick, smashing my foot into his face

I land on my feet as I hear him fall and I turn around immediately

He's laid out, his eyes closed, not moving

Everyone screams and cheers but I keep my eyes on him in case he decides to get up

He doesn't and the organizer of the fights declares me the winner

I breathe in relief, glad we at least have some money that can last a bit

Turning to the crowd, I find her in the same spot, clinging onto the chains, crying

While I got us money, I hate that I have to make her feel this way to get it

Moving, I stumble over to her, her arms immediately around my neck, hugging me tightly to her as she sobs in my neck, the chains between us

I move my arms around her, holding her tightly, "It's ok naekkeo. I'm ok"

"Come out of there now", she sobs, "Please Sannie. We're leaving right now"

"Yeah naekkeo. Ok baby", I agree, "Just let Wooyoung get the money ok?"

She nods then lets me go, holding up the chain so I can squeeze through

Once I'm out of the ring, she's immediately back in my arms, hugging me tightly

Hugging her, I run my fingers in her hair, whispering to her, assuring her I'm ok

I am ok, just a little beat up

I'll be sore tomorrow but it's nothing some Tylenol can't fix

Wooyoung comes over, handing me an envelope

I quickly stuff it in my pocket then tell her, "C'mon baby, let's go"

Taking her hand, the three of us leave the warehouse, heading for the van

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She sits across from me in the van, on our cheap mattress, looking down

"Here naekkeo", I say softly, giving her the envelope with the winning money

She takes it, opening it

"It's 600 for this fight"

She nods, taking out 200 and putting it in the little safe we have in the van

The rest of it she puts in her bag so she can deposit it into her account for us

She raises her eyes to me, tears pooling in time

"Naekkeo-", I whisper but she shakes her head

She reaches next to our bed, taking out the first aid kit, then moves next to me on the seat

She opens the kit, taking out some paper towels and wetting them with bottled water

Her eyes raise to mine again, gently turning my face towards hers

She gently presses the wet paper towel to the corner of my lip, dabbing the blood away, tears falling down her face as she does

My heart falls, hurting because she's hurting

I wish I could do something, anything to make everything better

Better for her

But I don't know what to do

She cleans my mouth, then uses more wet paper towel to clean the cut on my cheek

She slides my tank top off, more tears falling as she looks at my bruised body

She checks everywhere, wiping blood away from scratches and cuts on my arms, neck and chest

Then she puts all the bloody towels in a plastic bag

"No more Sannie", she whispers

"Naekkeo-"

"No more", she repeats, her eyes full of unshed tears, gazing into mine, "Please Sannie. I can't....I can't keep watching you get hurt baby. You've been so lucky nothing serious has happened to you so far. But you don't know what these hits to your face, to your head are doing to your brain baby. I can't lose you"

"You won't naekkeo", I tell her, "I'm ok"

"For now", she whispers, "But what if you get knocked out and don't wake up? What if you break something? We don't have money for a hospital Sannie and I don't know how to fix broken bones"

I shake my head, "Nothing like that is going to happen-"

"You don't know that!", she cries, "You don't know what effect this is having on you because we can't afford to get you checked out!"

I breathe in, trying not to get frustrated, "I'm doing this for us baby. So we can get out of this van"

"I don't care about getting out of this van!", she sobs, "Don't you get it San? I don't care about money, I don't care about living in an apartment. I care about you! All I want is you!"

"It's because of me you have such a shitty life!", I yell, losing it, "It's because of me you're living in a fucking van instead of a house! It's because of me you got kicked out of your apartment! It's because of me you're poor! It's because of me you don't have a fucking shower or a toilet to use, because of me we have to use gas stations and public restrooms. You don't even have basic things like a real fucking bed to sleep in! It's because of me you aren't living with your sister when you should! You're in this shitty situation because you chose me and I'm such a lowlife screw up that I can't even provide a fucking basic life for you. And it won't get any better. We'll always be fucking poor. Any apartment we get will be shitty in a crap neighborhood. Your sister is right, I ruined your life"

I close my eyes, leaning my head back, trying and failing to stop the tears that run down my face

I love her so much but she should not be with me

I'm just dragging her down

Her small hand touches my cheek, turning my face to her

I open my eyes, her beautiful face blurred through the tears

"I love you Sannie", she says, "I will always choose you no matter what"

"You shouldn't naekkeo", I whisper, "You should run far from me. I'm not good for you"

"Yes you are", she argues, "You are baby. You went to prison for me, because you were protecting me baby"

Of course I did

She's my everything and I'll be damned if anything or anyone hurts her

I'll always be there to protect her

"You are the best man for me San", she continues, "You love me more than anyone ever has. You take care of me the best you can. You're willing to get hurt to try to make a better life for us"

"I'm failing naekkeo"

I'm failing at taking care of her so fucking badly

I'm failing at everything a boyfriend should do for his girl

She shakes her head, "No baby. Please listen to me San"

I just nod, not knowing what she can say to make me change my mind that I'm no good for her

"I don't care if we're poor. I don't care if we have to live in this van or a shitty area. I don't care about using public bathrooms or sleeping on a crappy mattress. My life is not shitty because I have you San. I can live without a bathroom or an apartment or a bed. I can't live without you"

I feel more tears leak out at her words that I know are true

She doesn't consider her life crappy because she has me

I don't know how I still have her love or why she loves me as much as she does but I'm so grateful for it

"I love you Sannie, more than words can express baby. You are my everything. I swear I will always choose you, I will always be right here with you, by your side, wherever you are. I will never abandon you baby. Never"

I take her hand, holding it as I break down, sobbing, her free arm hugging me to her

I can't explain how I'm feeling, just a mixture of happiness, relief, gratefulness, sadness, despair all swirling inside me

Just knowing she's here, she's never leaving me no matter what is more than I deserve

"You're worth anything and everything Sannie. As long as we're together, we'll be ok baby. I promise"

I nod, wrapping my arms around her, holding her tightly, my face buried in her neck

Her arms move around me, her fingers gently running in my hair

"Please Sannie. No more fights baby. We'll find another way ok? Please baby", she begs

I nod, whispering in her neck, "Ok naekkeo. No more"

She's never asked me to stop before, just silently taking care of me after the matches but I know she didn't want me to continue the fights

And even though we need the money, I'm going to stop because she's asking me

I can't deny her anything, especially when she's going through all this to be with me

I will never break her trust, never go back on my word

Not when it comes to her

So if she wants me to stop, I will

Lifting my head, I look in her beautiful eyes, softly cupping her cheek, "I promise, no more fights naekkeo"

She nods, relief in her face

"I love you Jo. More than anything"

She smiles softly, "I love you Sannie"

She kisses me softly, her arms moving around my neck, warmth crawling up my body as my head spins

I pull her into my lap, deepening the kiss, her tongue against mine, her fingers in my hair

Moving, I get us on our bed, laying next to her, our bodies turned to each other as we kiss

Her hands gently touch me, her fingers leaving heat in every cell on my skin

She gently pushes me to my back, hovering over me, her lips pressing to my neck

I close my eyes in pleasure as my naekkeo's soft lips kiss me

I move my hands under her shirt, feeling her soft warm skin as I travel up her back, pulling her shirt up at the same time

Taking it off her, I move my hands around her again, undoing her bra, her big boobs immediately in my hands

I squeeze softly, feeling her nipples harden against my palms

She sits on my lap, looking down at me, her fingers gently touching a new bruise from tonight's match

I have lots of bruises on my body, old ones and new

I know she hates it but at least there won't be new ones anymore

She leans down, her lips pressing the softest kiss she's ever given me on the bruise

My breath hitches as she moves her lips to another bruise, this time an old one, kissing there too

She continues to kiss each and every bruise on my body, a wave of utter acceptance and love crashing into me

Tears spring to my eyes and fall as she presses her lips all over my chest, my stomach, my arms, her hands softly trailing in her kisses wake

"My strong Sannie", she whispers, kissing my palm, making me cry more, "My baby"

She presses a kiss to each of my finger tips, then moves to my other hand doing the same thing

"My love of my life", she says, her eyes on mine, "My everything"

I can't stop the tears that are flowing

I'm just in awe that this amazing woman loves me this much

That she considers me her everything when I can't give her much of anything

That she just wants me when she could have a better life without me

That she's willing to give up that better life to be with me

She's completely extraordinary and I thank my lucky stars she's mine

"I love you Sannie", she says, her hands gently wiping the tears from my eyes

"I love you Jo", I cry, "I love you so much naekkeo"

She smiles, her lips against mine again and I fall into her kiss

I slide my hands down her back, pushing her pants and panties down as far as I can

She smiles into the kiss before moving off me and taking the rest of her clothes off

She reaches for my pants, dragging them and my boxers down and off

I watch her lean down, her tongue slowly running up my hard cock, pleasure humming in my body

She licks up my dick again and again, her tongue feeling so fucking good, so wet, so firm against me

Her tongue licks along my slit, making my body shiver

"Mmm yummy Sannie", she murmurs, swirling her tongue around my head, "My baby always tastes so good for me"

I whine as her mouth wraps around my head, soft sucking sensations taking over my body

She slowly moves down my cock, giving me long sucks that has my body trembling against the bed, my fingers gripping onto the sheets

"Baby, fuck", I moan, her mouth feeling utterly amazing, her tongue against my cock as she sucks

She finally moves all the way down, deep throating me, my cock nestled and throbbing in her throat

When she starts bobbing her head, I moan loudly, the feel of sliding out of her throat then going back into that tightness so fucking pleasurable

Her head moves faster, taking me in and out over and over, my head and body filled with bliss

She is so fucking good at blow jobs it's amazing

She watches me, her big brown eyes teary, bringing me closer with each move

I run my fingers in her hair, stopping her

"Need you", I whisper

She nods, pulling me out of her mouth

Getting in my lap, she holds my dick up under her, sitting on my head

Her tight hole spreads open for me as she sinks down on my length, slowly taking an inch at a time

"Naekkeo, fuck", I whimper, watching her cunt take me, completely drenching me, "All the way baby"

She smiles, her hips moving as she wiggles down my cock, "Always Sannie. Always want all of you inside"

I know she does

We can't get enough of each other and living in a van hasn't dimmed down our sex life at all

She bottoms me out, her hips immediately grinding so slowly on me, driving me crazy

"Baby", I whine

"Shh baby", she smirks, "I'm gonna ride you the way I want to but don't worry Sannie. You know I'll always make you feel so good"

I nod, knowing she will

Both of us are all about the other when it comes to sex

She wants to make me feel good and I want to do that for her

It's why sex with her is the best I've ever had

Her small hands move onto my stomach, leaning on me as she slides up my length, leaving my cock a wet creamy mess

"Baby fuck, so wet already", I moan

"Mm can't help it", she whimpers as her cunt tightens around my head, feeling so good, "You're cock is the best baby. So hard. Feels so good"

With that, she slides back down slowly, clenching my cock over and over as she goes down, pleasure blasting into every cell as my length pushes through her tightness

"Oh my god naekkeo", I pant, feeling every inch of her pussy smother my cock as she bottoms me out

She grinds on me, my head rubbing against her spot, her beautiful body shaking on top of me

"Mmm Sannie", she moans softly, starting to bounce so slowly on my length, making sure she squeezes hard as she moves up and down, feeling incredibly good

I watch her, hypnotized by the way her gorgeous body moves on me, by the pleasure on her face

I slide my hands up her body, starting from her thighs, feeling her soft skin tremble against my fingertips, soft sighs of bliss coming from her slightly parted lips

I'm so fucking lucky this amazing woman is mine

My hands move around her bouncing boobs, squeezing gently, rubbing my thumbs across her nipples

Her hands wrap around my wrists, her bounces going just a touch faster but still agonizingly slow

"Sannie", she whimpers, her body arching in pleasure, her cunt throbbing hard and completely creaming my cock, beads of sweat slowly rolling down her perfect body

"Cum for me naekkeo", I whisper, wanting to feel that pleasure her orgasms give me, "Fall apart for me baby"

"Sannie", she moans, taking my entire cock inside her, her orgasm starting

Intense pleasure washes over me from her pretty pussy squeezes my cock in a vice grip, flooding my dick and lap in her cream

I watch the stunning sight of my naekkeo coming and I swear I've never seen anything so fucking beautiful

"Good girl", I praise her, "My good girl. Fuck naekkeo, feels so good"

"So good Sannie", she whimpers

As soon as she finishes, I'm sitting up, crashing my lips to hers, kissing her passionately

Pulling her sweaty body right against mine, I lay down with her and roll us over, getting on top of her

Her legs wrap around my waist and I can't describe how much I love that feeling

Thrusting into her, I bottom out quickly but stay buried inside her, just wanting to feel her pulsing pussy wrapped around me for a minute

Her small hands lay flat on my back, slowly sliding up and down, sending chills down my spine and heat through all my nerves

As I kiss her, I slowly pull out, loving the feeling of her pussy tugging on my dick, wanting to keep me inside

When I move back in, her hips lift, meeting my stroke, letting my cock plunge deeper inside her

She moans in my mouth as my head hits her spot, her legs tightening around me

We move together, meeting each other as I go back in, my pelvis rubbing against her little clit with each move

She breaks the kiss, moaning my name, as I move my arm around her waist, keeping her right against me while we make love to each other

I lean my forehead against hers, her hand sliding in my hair, holding on, our breaths mixing with each other's, pure bliss running through my body

"Sannie", she whispers, opening her eyes and locking them on mine, "I love you Sannie"

I smile, love for her filling my body, "I love you Joanne. More than anything naekkeo"

"So much baby. Forever", she whispers

I nod, "Forever naekkeo"

I know I will never stop loving her

It's just not possible

She's my absolute everything

"San", she whines, both of us right there, her pussy spasming so hard, soaking every inch of me

I slip in, rubbing her spot and she cries my name as she cums

Her cunt chokes my cock, ecstacy tidal waving into every cell in my body and I hold her so tightly, moaning her name as I cum

"Joanne, naekkeo. Fuck baby", I whimper, closing my eyes while the fucking pleasure increasing as her cunt milks my cock for all my cum, her repeated whispers of my name washing over me

"San. My Sannie. Sannie"

We cling onto each other as the pleasure fades, my eyes opening and meeting hers again

I press my lips against hers in a kiss as I pull out of her

I shift to lay next to her, her body turning and entangling with mine as our lips stay locked together, her fingers slowly running up and down my back

When the kiss ends, I lay on my back and she cuddles against me, her head on my chest, her leg moving over my body

I grab the blanket that was pushed to my side of the bed and get it over us, then play with her hair as we lay together

"I love you", she whispers, kissing my chest right where my heart is, making it skip a beat

"I love you", I tell her

A silence falls but my mind is running a mile a minute

"Naekkeo", I whisper, deciding the time is right

"Yeah Sannie?"

"Would you....would you want...to marry me?"

There, I asked

Her breathing still as her head tilts up, her eyes immediately looking into mine

"Are you serious?"

I nod, one hundred percent serious

I've wanted to ask her for awhile but I can't afford a ring and I didn't want to do it without one but the reality is I doubt I'll ever be able to afford one for her

But just because there's no ring doesn't mean we can't get married

"Yeah naekkeo. I love you so much Joanne. I never want to be without you", I tell her, "I don't have a ring and I don't think I'll ever be able to get you one-"

"Shush Sannie", she says, softly touching the side of my face, "I don't need a ring San. I just need you"

"You have me baby. Always", I assure her

"And you have me Sannie. Always too", she says

After tonight and everything she said, I know for sure I have her forever

There's no doubt in my mind that I'm always going to be with her

"And yes Sannie. I want to marry you"

"Yeah?", I ask, smiling

"Of course Sannie. When are you going to realize you're my everything baby and I only want you?"

"I'm starting to get it naekkeo", I tell her, "I'm getting it"

"Good", she smiles happily, "When can we get married?"

I laugh, "Well naekkeo, we do have some money now and I don't think it costs too much to get married in city hall"

"Hmm yeah. I think I'll research everything online tomorrow during my break and I'll let you know what we have to do"

"Sure baby. Then we can figure out when-"

"Hopefully this month", she says, "If that's ok with you"

"Are you kidding? The love of my life wants to marry me asap, of course I'm more than ok with that"

"Yay", she cheers adorably, "I can't wait to be a Choi"

Did she say..

"You....you want to take my last name?", I ask softly

She smiles at me, stroking my cheek softly, "Of course Sannie. I want my last name to be the same as yours. Unless you don't-"

"No I do", I say quickly, "I do want that baby, I just want to make sure it's what you want"

"It is. I want to be Choi, Joanne, the wife of Choi San. I want that more than anything baby"

My heart swells with love, happiness and gratitude that I have the best girl on this planet

She is extraordinary and precious and I will do everything in my power to take care of her, protect her and make a better life for her

I swear

"I want that more than anything too naekkeo", I tell her

"Well it's good that we're going to get what we want baby", she answers

"Yeah, it's good"

She leans closer, kissing me softly, her kiss feeling like heaven

"I love you Sannie"

"I love you Jo"

Cuddling into each other, I hold my naekkeo, happy and hopeful for our future

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[sunlightwoo]

king of hearts

✁ pairing: wooyoung x g.n reader

✁ genre: established relationship, mafia au, illegal underground casino and fighting themes, twinges of fluff but there’s angst,,, but open ending? i wasn’t sure how to end it. warnings: descriptions of blood and scratches but its not on wooyoung, language rating: 16+

✁ wc: 2.2k

✁ plot: you were his red, his lucky charm; from the color of your outfit to the way that he views the world to protect you from its evil, including himself. however you knew what you were getting into from the moment that you first locked eyes, and you maybe enjoyed the thrill of it all. after all, you were his red.

✁ a/n: welcome to my attempt of a writing comeback! this was so much fun to write and i really do hope that you guys liked this!! it’s not my best, but also not my worst as i attempted to get back into the writing groove~ however i hope you all enjoy reading this and also check out the rest of the outlaw the project works that are also written by other amazing atiny writers!! until next time~

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You should be considered lucky. 

Being the fiancée of a powerful man in the underground mafia world, it should be a privilege that you were to be prosperous for the rest of your life without having to move a finger at all. Both you and Wooyoung had known each other since your college days, except he wasn’t in college whatsoever. It was more of a situation where the man had stumbled into your previous part time campus job, just when you were about to close down for the day. 

Something about him that night should’ve sent alarms right to your head, but you fell for his cheeky smile and the glint in his eyes, which got you to where you were today. 

Today was another moment where Wooyoung was going to be out for the night; but you knew what he was going out for. Him and his friends were a part of a secret night life, one that had different casinos, underground fight clubs, and even dealerships that you would’ve never thought about in broad daylight. Nobody would have suspected them in the first place, considering the fact that they were all highly respected noble citizens, yet you knew. 

Wooyoung came clean to you almost three months into your relationship, all based on the fact that he was heavily in love with you and knew that you had been the one that he wanted to settle down with. 

“What’s going on in that cute head of yours?” 

You turn to look at your lover, who was sitting beside you in his car, the soft hums of the engine filling up the atmosphere as you give him a small smile before shaking your head. For a moment he gives you a look as if he was not convinced with your words. Before he could voice his doubts,the red neon traffic light turns green once again, giving him no option but to proceed with the journey that you were both going on. 

Tonight was one of the biggest nights for him, as he was not only coaching one of the biggest underground fights of the year, but also trying to make sure that a deal goes through with a rival gang. The opponent that his gang member would face tonight was from a group called TXT, and was known to be ruthless and merciless. However, you had faith that both Wooyoung and San had a plan to defeat them for the night, all while Wooyoung’s leader was in charge of making the deal with TXT’s leader, Soobin. 

“What if something happens tonight? Like if San loses tonight, what does that mean for the rest of you guys, or even you?” You whisper quietly, glancing over at him once more and for a minute you can see a twinge of hesitation in his face. 

You could tell that he was a bit perplexed from your words, and maybe you should’ve kept your thoughts to yourself so that he wouldn’t be paranoid. However, he knew that you were right because that was something that he wanted to push to the back of his mind. He didn’t want to think about the negatives that could happen tonight, knowing that the underground scene was unsafe for you to be in, in the first place. 

But he trusted you: his good luck charm. 

“You’ll be there beside me, won't you, Red?” He grins suddenly and the hand that was previously in yours is brought up to his lips as he places a kiss on the back of your hand. 

Of course you would. 

“I’ll be there to cheer you both on, I promise.”

“Y/N! It’s so good to see you, darling!” 

Your grin widens the moment that you see your old friend from college, Hueningkai, as soon as you enter the outer ropes of the ring. He gives you a hug at the sight of you and for a moment you can feel eyes on you, unsure as to why the feeling of paranoia was creeping up your spine. You chose to ignore it for a moment as you greeted your friend. 

“What brings you here, Kai? I wouldn’t have imagined this place to be your scene.” You smile while motioning to how grimy and musty the place was smelling, but he lets out a small chuckle before giving you a look, which you understood. 

“I could say the same for you, as someone who once hated the locker rooms that were in the rec center,” He jokes before stuffing both hands into his pockets and nodding over towards one corner of the ring, where one of the fighters was already preparing himself. 

“I’m actually here for Taehyunie. I’m his coach for tonight’s match.”

His words explained the paranoia in your system, which caused your heart to sink into your stomach as chills crawled on your skin. If anybody could see the blood drain from your face, they would assume that you had seen a ghost in this abandoned arena. It seemed as though Kai had caught on to your shift in expression, and was a bit concerned.

“Y/N-”

“Red!” The sound of your friend San arrives in your ears as he wraps an arm over your shoulder, grinning at the sight of you before sizing up the tall male that was standing right in front of you. “Who’s your friend, Red?” 

You could tell that Wooyoung had sent him over as the latter was probably collecting all of the money for the bets that were going on for tonight’s match. There was a lump in your throat as you struggled to get the words out, but both males were just outright smiling at each other, as if there wasn’t going to be a large match against both enemy gangs. 

Nope, just one friendly fighting match… That could be the demise of one group and possibly start a gang war. 

“Hey Red, your fiancé wants to see you real quick,” He says after breaking the tension filled stare that was sent at Kai before sending the individual a small smile, “See you later Huening.” 

The fighter drags you away from him and rather towards his corner that your fiancé was standing in with his arms crossed, but the glare that he was sending towards the other gang was everything that you needed to confirm his thought process. 

He was angry. 

“Woo-”

“How do you know Kai?” He interrupts your sentence and hops down from the ring to look at you with his arms still crossed, an eyebrow raised as if you were a child being scolded, causing an  unsettling feeling to bubble in your stomach. 

“Well, in case you don’t remember, I used to have a life before all of this,” You said before motioning towards the scene behind you both and mirroring his stance, “He was one of my close friends before  graduating, but never had I once found out that he was in a gang, much less enemy gang.” 

Your eyebrows are furrowed in confusion, or even a tiny bit of anger as you could tell that Wooyoung was once again perplexed for the nth time tonight. You could see the bills of cash that were threatening to spill from his pockets, which meant that tonight meant huge for him, but you didn’t want to be seen as the trophy standing beside him the whole time. 

You could do something too. 

“I’m not judging you for having other friends, baby, I’m just-”

“Nervous about the fight, I know, whatever.” You huffed, deciding to shrug off the black and white racer jacket that was draped over your shoulders that was given to you earlier by one of the other members in Wooyoung’s gang. 

“Find me when it’s fucking over, I guess. I’ll be in the car.” You huffed and shoved the jacket into his arms, taking the keys that were previously in the jacket’s pocket into your own hands and heading back outside to where your car was parked earlier. 

You didn’t have to be there anyways for good luck. It was San’s fight anyways, not his.

You don’t know how long you have been knocked out for, but the sound of someone knocking on the car’s door wakes you up from your impromptu car nap and you open your eyes to see that it was your fiancé with a small smile on his face. He motions for you to unlock the car for him to get in, and you roll your eyes at his action, deciding to turn away from his face after remembering the events that lead you to where you were now. 

“Oh come on baby, don’t be like that-”

“Shove a foot up your ass, Woo,” You grumbled and tried to close your eyes once again, up until you heard the familiar sounds of police sirens in the background, “Shit.”

Reaching over to unlock the doors, you see him scramble to get in and start the car,  disregarding his seatbelt as he sped off into the neon city lights. The sound of police sirens had felt like they were getting closer with every second that Wooyoung was speeding off into the night, your grip on the passenger handle above your head getting tighter as your heart was beating fast in your chest. 

It was moments like this where you’d pray that you didn’t get caught today, because if something were to go wrong then it was over for all of you. Your heartbeat was pounding loudly in your ears until you felt the car coming to a stop, making you open your eyes which had  unknowingly been clenched shut as you realized that you were back at your shared home. 

You didn’t even notice that the sirens stopped with how fast everything was going. 

The car turns off as you slump back into your seat, hearing Wooyoung release a breath of relief. You could tell that he was staring at you, figuring out what your next move was. On one hand, you want to scream and slap him across the face for being on the edge of getting arrested tonight, because what could’ve gone so badly that the cops had shown up. On the other hand…

“We lost tonight,” He whispers, before you could even reach over to open the door that was on your side. You looked over at him confused, wondering how it was even possible for them to lose when San was known to be undefeatable. 

“Turns out I didn’t have my good luck charm tonight, because I messed up.” He chuckles, trying to give you a small smile, but he frowns when he notices that you were not giving into his endeavors. 

“Baby, there’s no excuse for how I acted tonight-”

“You were a big dickhead-”

“An absolute dickhead to you,” He says, pressing a kiss onto the back of your hand. You let out a deep breath from your nose, still glaring at him as he plays with your engagement ring which he placed on your fourth finger just memories prior to this, “But I was scared that you’d leave me.” 

You scoffed in response, taking your hand out of his as you turned around to look at him for the first time tonight with your thoughts as clear as day. 

“I said yes to marrying you for a reason, Jung Wooyoung. I didn’t give a shit back then when you told me that you were in a mafia gang, hell if I cared about the fact that we just ran away from the fucking cops because of your sick gambling addiction and desire to win so bad against your enemy gang,” You started ranting, feeling the tips of your ears and cheeks flare up in anger because of how much you kept it all bottled in after all these months of just sitting aside and just being his fiancée. 

“But the moment that I greet my friend after not seeing them for a while, even after saying yes to you and running away from what I know, you treated me like I couldn’t be trusted. How am I supposed to be my own person, after I marry you, when I constantly feel like a little trophy? How many times am I going to be an accomplice to your illegal activities, until I end up facing your consequences from the amount of blood on your hands?” 

Your words felt like a kick to his stomach as tears surfaced in your eyes, but his lack of words was confirmation enough. Unlocking the door, you get out of the tension filled car and slam the door behind you before reaching up to wipe the stray tears that were falling from your face. 

Neither of you were in the right headspace. It felt like you were stuck in a game of cards where you were about to lose it all to a hand with the king of hearts. But, this time, you weren’t even sure how this was going to end, as maybe this was the end of you and your own king of hearts. 

You realized from the moment that you stepped inside your home; Wooyoung never chased after you.

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#k-labels #kvanity #ateezlovenet #8makes1team #outlawtheproject #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios #ateez fluff #ateez angst #ateez x reader #ateez oneshots #mafia!ateez au #jung wooyoung #wooyoung imagines #wooyoung scenarios #wooyoung fluff #wooyoung angst #wooyoung x reader #wooyoung oneshots

[voidchillz]

(@llamagoddessofficial and @ikustioa I’d like to ask for permission from the og creators if me posting the chapter I talk about here will be acceptable)

((I’ll be happy to take it down or edit it if after it’s been posted there’s an issue))

❗️Question❗️

Have any of ya’ll read Aggre(g/v)ation? ⬇️

And if that be the case have any of ya’ll also read Aggre:Seeing Red? 👀⬇️

Because I’m writing my version of a 5th chapter for dis ⬆️

Because I love Ikustioa and Miss Llamagoddess, but Iku hasn’t updated AggRed for 2 years. And I’m desperate for wholesome poly couple content and don’t want to try and pressure anyone into writing anything I could just do myself. 🥲

Also it’s easier to write one chapter rather than an entire book. And I’m lazy.

Oh right yeah

Would anyone be interested in me posting the chapter after it’s done?

That was my question

Also to my knowledge I know Aggre:Red was a gift so I won’t intrude if it’s personal Ikustioa ^^

#aggre(g/v)ation #aggre: seeing red #sans x reader #fell sans x reader #horrortale sans x reader #poly ship #i love them #my boys #give them love #‼️​if you haven’t read these already I suggest it‼️ #big buff bara bois #love them #underfell sans #undertale sans #horror sans #horrortale Sans goes by Skull! #I LOVE HIM #SKULL IS SWEETEST MUFFIN #AAAAAAAA #I wanna marry all of them #down bad #down on my knees #ao3 fanfic #fanfic

[sansfangirl24]

Meet some sans au's

Horror (the one that likes to hug)

Fell (the one that likes to punch)

Dust (the one that trauma dumps on you randomly at brunch)

Nightmare (the one who breathes with meticulous precision)

Blue (the one who'd rather die than decide a decision)

Lust (the one that acts like Racheal Barry at an audition)

Outer (the one that socially adapts by character switching)

Classic (the one pretending they don't waste their time on tiktok)

Ink (the one pretending their listening when a B talk)

Fresh (the one who walks different always rockin blue hair)

Error (every time you try to talk to them its a blank stare)

Killer (the one who still goes through their ex's instagram tags)

Cross (the one who catches everything except for red flags)

This is just my personal opinion. I would like to hear everyone's thoughts on it though :)

#sans au's #undertale #killer sans #cross sans #dust sans #horror sans #nightmare sans #error sans #outer sans #swap sans #fresh sans #ink sans #lust sans #classic sans #fell sans

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

☀️for all papyrus☀️

His s/o points to his neck and asks if he likes the new perfume, then as the skeleton leans in, surprises him with a tender kiss on the forehead.

Undertale Papyrus - Well done. Very well done. He didn't see this coming. You win this time. But if you expect The Great Papyrus to stay on a defeat, you're wrong. Be prepared to be tricked to death for him to kiss you back. He's a master of traps, you think you can win? He won't let you. He might be so excited you find him later hanging by the feet in the kitchen as he fell into his own trap to catch you. You kiss him again. Now this is just a war declaration.

Underswap Papyrus - You kiss him then you hear a loud "thump" as he was so suprised he didn't realise you were not holding him and fell face first on the floor in a pathetic "nyeh?!". Now, with the face entirely orange, Honey is slowly sinking in the floor to escape embarrassment. He can't believe he just did that.

Underfell Papyrus - He flushes furiously and immediatly straightens, like you just burned him. His face is bright red and he's doing all he can to avoid you eyes as the good tsundere he is. He coughs awkwardly, whispers a small "you smell nice" and walks-runs out of the room to go lock himself in his room. He needs a moment to recover.

Horrortale Sans - He raises a brow. "IF YOU WANTED A KISS YOU COULD JUST ASKED." He then kisses you back, making you blush furiously instead. He is really proud of himself as he's going back to his cooking. Willow has no shame. That's a game you can't win, he's too powerful for you.

Horrorswap Papyrus - He lets go a soft purr as he's slowly blushing, suddenly all shy. He can't really kiss you back since he doesn't have an inferior jaw so he just rubs his face against your chest and hugs you close to show he's happy.

Horrorfell Papyrus - He quickly tries to escape to mask his feeling but he forgot the breaks of his wheelchair are still on. It's funny looking him struggle so much to get away, more and more distressed as his face is blushing. He's trying so hard to avoid your stare.

Swapfell Papyrus - Your lips find paper and you frown, before noticing a UNO reverse card sticked on his forehand. You gasp loudly when suddenly the huge skeleton throws himself at you for you to smell him while he kisses you instead. You're screeching in shock, so loudly Nox comes out of his room to make sure you're not getting murdered. You beg him for help, he just rolls his eyelights at you, flips his bird and leaves. RUDE.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - He got startled. So he headbutted you instinctively. Now you're both on the floor, whining in pain as both your heads are hurting. His face is bright orange and he keeps apologizing again and again, scared you're mad at him. You're just laughing hysterically. Wine walks in, stares at you like you're a moron and leaves, still staring at you judgementaly.

Outertale Papyrus - And here he goes. Sun is so happy he starts to fly and finds himself stuck on the ceiling, face entirely blue. He needs a few minutes to come down.

Dancetale Papyrus - He stays still for a second, shocked, then looks at you intensely. Oh boy, here he comes. Salsa drags you to him and starts kissing you all over your face and neck. Oh dear.

Dancefell Papyrus - You try to kiss him but he suddenly makes you fall in his arms and kisses you instead. You think you can trick him that easily? Try better. His dating powers are too strong for you.

Farmtale Papyrus - He runs away, in shock. You find him a few minutes later hugging a sheep in the barn, looking like he fought in a war or something. As soon as he sees you, his face turns bright orange. He can't talk anymore. He will be like that for a few days.

Mafiatale Papyrus - He puts a hand in front of your mouth. How do you want him to sniff you if you try to kiss him at the same time? You then go for two very long awkward minutes where he sniffs your neck intensely. Demon is looking at you two from the couch, frowning and deeply concerned about what the fuck you two are doing. You want to disapear.

Mafiafell Papyrus - He gasps loudly as he realises he was tricked. How dare you did this to him at his weakest moment? Yeah, he's very dramatic as he stomps off, blushing furiously. A few minutes later, you hear him screech in the closet of his office, and you can't stop smiling.

Disbelief Papyrus - Oh. He blushes, all shy, and slowly kisses you back, desperate for more affection. You start to pet his head, it's over. Delta ends somehow on your laps, hugging your waist, his face burried in your stomach. Yeah, it's cuddling time apparently.

#undertale #underswap #underfell #horrortale #horrorswap #horrorfell #swapfell #fellswap gold #outertale #dancetale #dancefell #farmtale #mafiatale #mafiafell #papyrus #disbelief papyrus #undertale ask blog #undertale asks #undertale imagines #undertale headcanons

[ladykissingfish]

*Christmas morning*

Deidara: *bursts into Itachi’s room, with Hidan and Tobi on his heels*

Deidara: C’mon Uchiha! It’s already 9, it’s time to open some —

Deidara: *stops when he notices Kisame sitting at Itachi’s side, rubbing his back with both hands*

Kisame: Guys, Itachi is having one of his bad pain days. You guys go and open things; he’ll open his gifts when he feels up to it.

*the three leave and Itachi buries his face in his pillow*

Itachi, voice muffled: I’m sorry, Kisa. I’m ruining Christmas for you. You should be out there with everyone else, not stuck in here with some stupid sick —

Kisame: Hush, Itachi. You are my love and when I married you, I promised I’d take care of you always. *gets up and goes to the dresser, getting some pills and a bottle of water* Now it’s time for your next dose. Say “ahh”.

*Itachi takes the pills and sighs*

Itachi: And we’re missing Konan’s special christmas morning pancakes, and the —

Kisame: Now, now; I’m sure she’ll make you some anytime you wish. Stop worrying and focus on relaxing.

Itachi: But —

*Itachi’s door opens again and this time it’s everyone in the Akatsuki, coming in with arms loaded down with presents*

Kisame: What is —

Hidan: It ain’t Christmas without you and red-eyes, shark-dick.

Tobi: If you don’t feel good to get up, then you can stay there, Itachi-san, and we’ll have Christmas in here!

Konan: *coming in with a platter of steaming pancakes, followed by Nagato and Kakuzu with plates and drinks* Everyone take two to start with, alright? Itachi, I made them with extra cinnamon sugar, just how you like them!

Deidara: *sits on the floor by Itachi’s head* I get to feed you, and Danna will be opening your presents for you, hm!

Itachi: *looks around at everything*

Itachi, tearing up: This is … y-you guys are the best …

Zetsu: *gently pats Itachi’s head* We feel the same way about you, child. Now let’s begin the festivities! We —

*from the living room*

Tobi: G-guys? I think we have a problem …

Kakuzu, yelling: What did you do out there??

Tobi: Tobi was gonna move the tree to Itachi’s room, but Tobi accidentally dropped it on the table, and it fell on the candles, and .. and the tree might be on fire …

Everyone else:

Everyone else: *runs out of room to do damage control*

Itachi: *bursts into tears*

Kisame: Aw, baby, it’s okay, don’t cry! They’ll put the fire out and everything will —

Itachi: It’s not that! It’s … when I was growing up we’d always start Christmas by using our fireball jutsu to burn the tree. Now it really DOES feel like the best christmas ever!

Kisame:

#the akatsuki #christmas #christmas 2023 #found family #chronic pain #kisaita #kisame x itachi #kisame hoshigaki #itachi uchiha #deidara #sasori #kakuzu #hidan #tobi #zetsu #konan #nagato uzumaki #low key Obito knew this and his dropping the tree into the candles wasn’t an accident 😌 #merry christmas

[startrekfangirl2233-writes]

'Tis The Damn Season

Javy 'Coyote' Machado x Reader

Description: You've made your closest friends over the past decade as a Naval Aviator. That close friend group only expanded when your best friend fell in love when you were in flight school. Nat and Jake are cute together, you can't deny that. It helps that you get along well with Jake. Sadly, where Jake Seresin goes, so does Javy Machado. You can fly with the man, be the perfect wingman, but when both your feet are on the ground, you can't stand him. You're so sure the feeling is mutual. 48 hours in a car with him teaches you differently. Javy Machado is sweet and funny and you might just be falling in love with him. Or have you been in love with him all along?

Themes: Stuck in the snow, showers, shower-thoughts, hate-to-love, stranded in the snow,

Warnings: Female!Reader This fic is for adults age 18 and older, only! There are some fairly spicy thoughts in this part and 100% spicy happenings in the next part! Please do not read if sexual intimacy is disturbing to you!

Word Count: 3938

Author Note: This is part one of two of Gypsy and Javy's story and was written for @bellaireland1981's Winter RomCom Writing Challenge! I had an absolute blast writing this fic for Trope #17, Stuck Together/Snowed in/Stranded. I hope you all love reading this fic as much as I loved writing it! All my thanks go to @desert-fern who was instrumental as I bounced ideas back and forth for this fic, as well as for beta-reading it for me!

Cross Posted on AO3 Here!

My Masterlist

It was supposed to be the start of a fabulous holiday - supposed to be, being the key words. It’s rare, honestly nigh on impossible for you to end up having vacation leave lined up at the same time as your friends. You’re in the Navy, you’re a pilot; it kind of comes with the territory. But what is the likelihood you’d find yourself stuck in a car in the middle of a Colorado snowstorm with none other than Javy Machado? You’re unsure who you should blame because the universe clearly has it out for you.

Well, it's either the universe or Natasha Fucking Trace. Honestly, between mystic powers controlling everything that has been or will be and Nat, you’d pick her any day. A part of you has some sympathy for her. It can’t be easy dating a guy and knowing your best friend and his can’t stand each other. It’s the truth, too. You can’t remember why or when you started to get angry at the sight of his smiling face. Still, it was probably sometime between when he asked you if you needed a booster seat to see out of the cockpit and when he blitzed you on the first of the many flights you’ve taken with him. 

Why the fuck isn’t he going home to Louisiana? That’s what he usually does. God, if there’s anyone who’d know, it would be you. After all, you’ve been flying with Coyote Machado for the better part of the past decade. Every year, he’d cash in all his leave and fly home. Like clockwork, he’d return after the new year more infuriating than ever. But your knowledge of his behavior doesn’t explain why he’s in Colorado. You were both on an aircraft carrier in the Philippines, for fuck’s sake. There had to have been a transport to Louisiana via the East Coast. But against all odds, the two of you had been on the same transport and flight, hell, even the same bus to the terminal once you landed in Denver.

Now he’s staring at the same board you are, with flickering red signs as flight after flight gets marked as canceled. Including the one you were supposed to be on. It’s just your luck that Tash and Jake are reporting to Norfolk Naval Base right now. It’s just your luck that the only transport you’d been able to get on had landed in San Diego. And it’s just your luck that the cheapest flight you could get had been via Denver in the midst of what has to be the worst snowstorm the region has ever seen. Reception is spotty, but you huddle in a corner, praying to all the gods you don’t believe in that your call connects.

“Tash?” Her voice is grainy and barely audible, but god, if it doesn’t make you want to cry. “I’m in Denver, yeah. There’s a colossal snowstorm blowing in. My flight’s been canceled.”

“I don’t think I’m going to make it in time.”

“I know.”

“I know. I’ve missed you so much. But I don’t see a way for me to get out of here and get there in time?” 

“Yeah, Javy’s here.” You can’t control your eye roll as you say his name. “Yeah, I’ll give him the phone.”

“Yo, Machado. Tash wants to talk to you.” He takes the phone from you like he doesn’t want to touch you, which shouldn’t hurt as much as it does.

It’s loud and crowded at the airport, so you can’t hear a word of what he says to Nat. There’s nothing else to do but stand at the window and watch the snow fall and fall and fall. There’s already close to a foot accumulated on the ground, and while you’d been wishing for the snow in the heat and humidity of the ship, you hate it now.

“Here, Gypsy.” You accept the device with a half-smile. “Tash had a pretty good idea, y’know?”

You can’t help raising your eyebrow. Javy swallows, more than a little discomfited at your gimlet gaze. “She suggested we rent a car and drive out to Norfolk together.”

Eighteen hundred miles, and he wants to spend all of that time and distance stuck in a car with you? You scoff, “You couldn’t pay me to do that, Machado.”

“Yeah, I know.” There’s something sad and haunted in his eyes. “I know. Believe me, I do. But this isn’t about you and me. This is about Jake and Nat. They want us there, celebrating Christmas with them. So don’t think about doing this with me. Think about how you’re doing this for them.”

Damn him. Damn him for being right. “How are we going to get a car in this?” People are yelling at the poor airline staff behind the counter, kids are screaming, and Christmas Carols are pouring out of the speakers. It’s chaos - loud, unmitigated chaos.

“You leave that to me. You have your bags?” Before you can think or even respond, he’s cutting a swathe through the crowd, and you’re left standing near two Navy standard-issue duffel bags and your one small rolling suitcase. It takes half an hour before he comes back. In that half an hour, you find you’re glad you’d opted for carry-on bags because the mob at the counter waiting to collect check-in bags descends into an outright fistfight.

Javy’s rumpled, his sweater mussed when he lopes back to you, thankfully with car keys in hand. “I got ’em. We have to head down to the main concourse.”

“Anything to get out of this shitshow.” He chuckles and grabs your bags and his own despite your protests.

The car is old but functioning. It’s tiny, though. It's so small that you’re not sure he’ll fit behind the wheel. It can’t be comfortable when he does end up in the car. It looks like his knees are pressed against his chest, even with the seat pushed back as far as it can go. You’re in the passenger seat because he refused to let you drive, and as expected, you’re surrounded by snow the minute the car leaves the parking garage. Visibility is shit, and it feels like the car is moving at a glacial pace. You’re surprised the roads are open at all, and to add insult to injury, you’re sitting in silence. The radio isn’t working, there is more snow - this time of the feedback variety, ironically - and the car is old, so there is no auxiliary cable or USB cable to connect your phone to. And, well, you’re not a fan of the man you’re stuck in the car with for the next 24 to 36 hours, so the less conversation you have, the better. It’s not even like you can read. You’ve only been on the road for an hour at most when the sun sets. But the roads are still open, and traffic is still moving.

As the minutes turn into an hour on the dark, snow-covered roads, you feel your exhaustion setting in. You’ve never slept well on planes - go figure that ninety percent of the time you’re in a cockpit, you’re flying - but flying commercial somehow makes it work. Strap yourself into a jump seat on a cargo plane, and you’re out like a light. Sleeping on a carrier with planes taking off round the clock and midshipmen screaming outside the door, you’re snoring like a baby. But flying economy? Forget about it. So, besides the few hours of fitful sleep you’d gotten on the cargo plane - because you can’t sleep where Javy Machado can make fun of you - you’ve been awake for nearly 48 hours. Your eyes feel itchy and hot, each blink torturous as you fight exhaustion. The car is so warm, and Javy's silent. Even he can't object if you rest your eyes a little, right?

You wake up to a roar of the word, ‘SHIT’, echoing through the car. You startle, and if you were a cat, you’d be stuck to the upper upholstery, fur ruffled and back arched. A coat covers your lap, the soft, rich wool imbued with spicy cologne. It has to be Javy's coat. When did that get there? The visibility out of the windshield is even worse, if possible, and Coyote’s arms are corded as they clutch the wheel in an iron grip.

“Hey, how long was I out?” He doesn’t even look at you when usually he’d be more than ready to tease you on how you probably have drool on your face.

“Coyote? ‘Yote? Hey?!”

“Javy? What’s going on?” You place your hand on his arm, pretending not to notice how firm and warm it is under the bunched-up sleeves of the soft sweater he’s wearing. “Javy, you’re scaring me. C’mon. Tell me what’s happening. What’s a wingwoman for if she can’t help?”

“We’re somewhere in Kansas, and the snow makes this really hard.” There’s something unreadable in the expression on his face as he snarls at the other, far slower drivers on the road in front of you.

“We should stop for the night then.” 

“No.” He snarls the words at you, and that’s when you know something is wrong. “No, I can keep going.”

“Javy, maybe you can, but I can’t. I need to take a break, hit the head, and stretch my legs.” 

He doesn’t respond, content to make you worry the longer the silence spirals between you like an oppressive living thing. He pulls off the highway when the next exit presents itself. The motel he pulls up to on the side of the road is rough-looking. It’s small and old, but at least it smells clean, or well, at least clean-ish. As luck would have it - because your luck couldn't be any shittier - there’s only one room left for the night. You slap your credit card down on the counter before he can object. He’s Javy Machado. You know what he’s like better than almost anyone else. You may not like him very much, but you can read all of the signs. He’s not the type to let a woman pay for anything, not when he can pay for her. He can take it up with you when he’s not acting weird.

You push him into the shower once you’re in the room, content to just sprawl out on the bed until he’s done. Really, all you're hoping is that the hot water is enough to snap him out of this eerily quiet, angry mood and back to the pain in your ass you're used to. When he steps out, it’s wrapped in one of the motel’s paper-thin towels, and you have to avert your eyes. There’s just a shadow of a smirk on his face as you pass under his arm with all of your clothes bundled up against your chest, trying and failing to avoid making eye contact with all of his wet, glistening muscles. It takes you far too long for your brain to reboot after that sight, and mortification and anger are your companions as you hurriedly strip off your snow-laden clothes.

You’re grumbling the entire time it takes the shower to heat up because it is not fair that Javy Machado looks like that under his uniform. No wonder every girl within a ten-mile radius of base wants to get into his pants. You step into the shower nearly too early, stifling squeals as the too-cold water splatters across your skin. After a few minutes of determined shivering, you finally step under the warming water, coming out in a steady, roaring stream. At least it’s getting hot now, though it’s not as hot as you’d like. You let the spray beat your muscles into submission, relishing the first moment you’ve had by yourself since you left the carrier fleet hours ago. But you’re left in peace only for a few moments. Unbidden, your one-track mind finds its thoughts consumed by Javy Machado again. It starts off with an innocuous thought, “How did a man that large fit into this tiny shower? He could probably see over the curtain rod!” Then you’re wondering if he’s alright. But as your soapy hands trace over your skin, you start to imagine other things. 

You start to imagine water droplets sliding over the ridges of his muscles, skating over defined abs, and collecting in the dip of his collar bones. His hands are big and calloused as they lather soap across his skin and then over yours. Shit! When did you start dreaming of yourself in the shower with Javy Machado? There’s an ache in your pelvis as you clench your thighs together as you dream of how those calloused fingers feel on your skin. You get yanked violently out of the vision when the water goes cold on you. It feels like you’ve been immersed in one of the snowbanks outside. You almost fall as you step out of the shower, but it’s silent. Your face is flushed in the fogged-up mirror, your eyes fever bright as your blood pulses in your veins in the same rhythm as your aching cunt. You inhale and exhale raggedly, trying to get your libido under control. Please let there be a bar near Nat and Jake’s place - please - you need to get fucked so bad that you’re fantasizing about your wingman, of all people, now. 

It’s getting cold in the bathroom as the steam dissipates when you finally pull yourself together and get dressed fast in a bid to escape the cold. But it is still silent outside the bathroom - almost too silent. You expect laughter at the very least when you open the door because your warmest pajamas are covered in dancing penguins. Instead, Javy’s sitting on the bed, staring out the open window at the milling snow, looking for all the world like he’s lost something he’s just found.

It’s cold in the room, the motel’s shitty heating is barely able to combat the frigid snow outside, and he’s not wearing a shirt. But he doesn’t even notice the gooseflesh on the smooth, broad expanse of his back and chest. The cold blue light reflecting off of the snow piling up outside makes the room even colder, casting deep purplish shadows over his face and making the room eerie. You check that the door is latched and bolted before walking back towards Javy. He doesn’t move a muscle when you take his hands in your own. They’re like ice. He doesn’t even seem to care when you put the pillows down and fish one of your warm fleece blankets out of your bag. Bless Nat and Jake for not having a fully set up guest room yet because there’s no way you’re sleeping in this bed using sheets you’re not sure are clean. The blankets you brought are going to be perfect for the night. He doesn’t move or do anything until you intertwine your fingers with his own and tug on his arm's broad, burly expanse. He lists to the side without protest, and now you know something is wrong. Javy's not the type to do anything quietly. He's the type to shit-talk all the way while flirting endlessly. He turns towards you as you tuck the blanket around his big form, and when you move to pull another blanket out, his hand tugs you in until you’re in his arms.

The pinched furrow creasing his brow finally dissipates slightly. Something’s wrong, and you’re not sure what it is. If this helps, you’ll stay where you are. After all, you’ve slept in far more uncomfortable beds with much worse companions. Javy smells incredible, like soap, cologne, and something you can't place. You curl in closer despite yourself, letting him drag the blanket even further up around your shoulders. Everything is muffled around you. All you can hear is your breath and the soothing thud of his heart. It would be easy to curl in and fall asleep, but you can’t until you know your wingman is alright. But he seems content to lie there, brown eyes glittering with emotions you couldn’t read even if you tried. There’s barely any space between the two of you. Every breath you take has your chest brushing against his.

With the howling wind and the tink of snow against the window, you feel like you’re in a dream. Finally, Javy’s eyes close, even if he is still indescribably tense. You can feel it in the arms wrapped around you and in the muscles jumping in his jaw. His eyes fly open when your fingers trace the stressed tendons lightly.

“What’re you doing, Gypsy?” You’re unsure how to respond; instead, you trace your fingers over the furrow in his brow. Maybe your touch will wipe the stress frown away from his usually jovial face?

“You’re being awfully sweet, Gyppie.” You snort at the diminutive form of your already short callsign. “And here, I thought you hated me.”

Your gasp is barely audible, but you’re sure he can hear it anyway. “You never let it affect things between us when we fly, but I know you can’t stand me.”

“I’ve spent over a decade wondering why.” His next exhale is a harsh whoosh of breath. “But you’ve never told me, and right now, I think I know exactly why. It’s just me, isn’t it, Gyp? Just me and everything that I am.”

Your voice feels stuck. Trapped, lost, chained up behind a decade of hatred, hatred which wavers like it’s standing on a stool that may just have had all of its legs cut out from under it. You curl into Javy’s embrace, wrapping your arms around his waist like it’ll show him you feel differently. Because you do. At first, you had hated Javy Machado. You hated his effortless grace, charm, and ability to pick up concepts you’d had to work to understand yourself. But then he’d been persistent, and you’d been thrust into his company by the presence of Nat and Jake. 

That’s when you’d been able to see past the bravado, the mask he put on every day. That’s when you’d fallen headlong into a more profound and long-lasting crush than any relationship you’d found yourself in. But by the time you realized your feelings, he’d picked up on your stand-offish behavior and realized he couldn’t befriend you. Your crush never faded, but it’s evident that Javy had noticed your initial feelings and acted accordingly. But why would he blame everything that happened on himself?

“I know you’re probably wondering why I’m not home for the holidays right now.” What does that have to do with what he was just talking about? “Just chalk it up to another textbook case of me being myself.”

“I can't say I didn't wonder. But it's not my place to poke and pry. Why you're not heading home to Mama Machado is your business.”

“But you can't deny that you're curious, can you?” You shrug as much as you can with your arms wrapped around him.

“Of course you're curious. But how could I have gone home, Gyppie? How?” There's so much pain in his voice as he growls the words out.

He goes silent then, a frown creasing his face as his jaw moves under your fingertips. Your gentle touch doesn’t seem to bother him, just like the prickle of his stubble doesn’t bother you. In another world, in another life, could you have been sleeping every night in his arms like this? You’re not sure you deserve it. Javy was right earlier. You’ve been rude ever since the day you met him. Would anything have changed if you’d acted differently? If you’d been shy and withdrawn instead of angry and argumentative? That water’s long since flowed under the bridge. Too much time, too much history, too much animosity. All you can hope to do is listen. For your wingman, that’s the least you can do.

But your little nap in the car hadn’t been of much use. The longer you spend pressed against the human equivalent of a space heater, the sleepier you feel. You have to stay awake. This could be your one chance to go from rivals or enemies or colleagues to friends. Maybe you could even casually ask Javy to grab a beer after the holidays? But the first step to all of that is to stay awake.

His hands slide up until they're cradling the back of your head, pulling your face level to his own.

“You're not falling asleep on me, are you, Gyppie?” You shake your head wordlessly, captivated by how you can feel his breath against your lips, practically taste the mint from his toothpaste, and how you could kiss him if you leaned in just a bit further.

“It's okay if you do. You barely slept on the plane. My problems don't mean a thing in the face of your exhaustion.” Once again, you're speechless. How is he so selfless? How did you not notice before this very moment?

“I'm okay, Javy. Tell me one thing that's bothering you, the most important thing.” Your voice is the barest whisper, a sigh as he maneuvers you closer and traps your feet between his calves.

“Well, your feet are like itty-bitty ice cubes, Gyppie. The fuck did you do? Stick ‘em in a snowbank before you get into bed?” You gasp and growl playfully at him, pushing at his chest until he pulls you in even closer.

“But in all seriousness, you've been wondering why I didn't go home.” His words are expelled on exhales of breath, just as quiet as yours were earlier, spilling out in stops and starts. “I can't go home, Gyppie. My brother's wedding is on Christmas Day. But it's not that I'm against my brother's marriage. It's more like his fiancée is against having me there.”

You can’t believe anyone would go so far as to ban Javy from his brother's wedding just because she didn't want him there. You cup his jaw gently, letting your hand curl around to cradle the back of his in a position mirroring how he's still holding you.

“You want to know the kicker, Gyppie? She was my fiancée first. She dumped me because she couldn't stand the deployments and fell into bed with my brother days after.” 

“What a stupid thing to do.” You're no longer looking into his eyes, focused on his collarbones. “That was a dumb move, and you know it, Machado. She just alienated herself from most of your family. Your Mama first and foremost.”

His laughter has you giggling, too. When your laughter and his finally taper off, you're left to marvel at how much things have changed.

“You want to know the best part?” You hum in response. “The reason why we broke up was because I was already in love with someone else.”

He doesn’t wait for you to ask or even allow you a chance to get past your shock. His hands tip your head up again until you're face to face, and he kisses you, slow and sweet. Your moan takes you by surprise as you try to pull him even closer, letting him imprison you in his embrace.

“Fuck, this Christmas would've been so different if I'd just told you how much I loved you before we left flight school, Gyppie.” 

This time, you tug him in, kissing him slow and sweet until there's molten lava in your veins and there's snow in your mind. It's beginning to feel like a holly jolly Christmas indeed.

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Had to make swapfell sans a lil zesty with that pose, old but still goes hard (his gloves were wild)

Man i still find it funny how many varients there are, so we've got swapfell, fell swap, swapfell red, gold and emerald (found that out recently) maybe even yellow? and then theres the disbelief versions

Old signature on this, my new one is better i don't know what i was on to put it as my signature 🙄🙄

#undertale au #utmv #underfell #underswap #swapfell #fellswap #swapfell sans #sans