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choiyawnzjun · 4 months

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pairing ; nerdychurchboy!jake x afab!reader

sypnosis ; the nerd at church isn’t quite as innocent as you think.

genre ; smut

wc ; 1110

warnings ; making out, dry humping, orgasm denial, oral ( f receiving ), fingering ( lemme know if i missed anything )

you always thought that you would never talk to the new boy that had come to your school just a few months ago. he always hung out with that school clique nobody really cared about. however, he did go to that church your parents would force you to go to with them every sunday but you guys still never talked. that was until you both became partners in physics. after that, you guys would talk every so often. even in church.

he was friendly but.. he was such a neek. you hated it so much because he was always talking about these science things to you that you would never understand. you thought that he would always stay a silly virgin if he was just going to talk about science the whole time with people. you never told him that, of course. but… one day you got carried away.

“gosh, you know electrolysis just-..” you cut him off, you guys were in the church attic together, you decided to skip the mass today and just chill upstairs, you were going to be alone but jake decided to tag along. at first, you were hesitant to let him go with you since you knew he would just talk about science the whole time but you thought that maybe he wouldn’t this time. however, you were wrong.

“oh my god, jake!” you whisper-shouted, throwing your head into your hands, getting frustrated about hearing him ramble like this all the time.

“do you ever talk about anything else other than science? like, at first i was fine with it until i got sick of it. i’m not even sick of it anymore i’m just worried about you now.” you rambled on, not looking at him even once.

“why worried?” he asked, perplexed by the sudden comments you were making now. he hadn’t realised he’d been talking about science so much.

“how are you going to even get girls if you’re just gonna talk about science all day long? like, that’s no fun is it now?” you scoffed, you looked up to see his blank face turn into a cocky smirk as he slowly walked over to you and knelt down on one knee to face you.

“what do you mean? of course i’m fun. i just haven’t shown you it yet.” you were the one confused now as he just stared at you, waiting for your response.

“what do you mean ‘you just haven’t shown me yet’ like, shown me what?” your voice being soaked in absolute confusion and curiousness, you stared back at him, observing every single detail on his face.

“well, i didn’t really wanna be doing things you weren’t okay with.” he shrugged, now sitting down next to you. you stayed silent for a few moments, not having a clue on what to say next. you didn’t really know what he was talking about.

you were so immersed inside your own world that you hadn’t realised he had gotten closer to you, gazing at you with his dark brown eyes.

“what?” you awkwardly laughed, trying to avoid eye contact with him.

“can i kiss you?” he casually asked, cheekily smiling at you. you were hesitant at first by the sudden question but you didn’t really mind. it was just going to be one innocent kiss, right?

you leaned closer to him and your lips moulded together like two perfectly puzzle pieces that matched. his lips were pillowy which you loved and the only thing that surprised you was that he was a very good kisser. like very good.

he slipped his tongue into your mouth when you slightly gasped for breath and he pulled you onto his lap. you both pulled away from each other for a few seconds, his glasses were foggy and his eyes looked hazy and were half-closed. he tugged on your shirt, asking for permission to unbutton it which you gave. he impatiently unbuttoned your shirt as you were both giving each other sloppy kisses. the wetness you were getting down there grew and grew that you started to grind onto him.

“shit, i can feel your pussy throbbing on me.” he groaned, rubbing your thighs with his hands.

“i wanna feel you so bad, jake.” you complained, fiddling with his belt, wanting it to magically come off him. this adorable action made jake chuckle a bit.

“be patient, don’t be a little brat, hm?” he smiled, leaning towards you and peppering you with kisses. he hiked up the dress you were wearing that complimented you a lot which turned jake on even more. he gazed down at your panties and was greeted with a wet spot on them.

“jesus christ, why are you so wet already? I’ve barely done anything. are you that desperate to get dicked down?” your face heat up from his remark but you could care less because what he said was true anyway. you haven’t had sex in a while so…

“can i?” he made you lie down on your back and he hooked your panties off with two fingers after you nodded. his face was now in contact with your slick-covered folds that were glistening in front of him.

“fuck..” he muttered underneath his breath which fanned against your clit. he slowly delve into your pussy, sucking and licking on your clit as if he hadn’t eaten in god knows how long. he inserted a finger into you and all you could do was cover your mouth to muffle the moans and whines that were begging to be thrown out into the air.

“why are you so good at this, jake?” you managed to let out, your legs fidgeting around until jake had to hold them down to keep you still. after what you said, he sucked onto your clit harder as if there was no tomorrow. he inserted another finger into you after your sudden comment.

the moans you were trying so hard to cover could not be covered anymore, your hands naturally grabbed jake’s hair as you bucked your hips against his face while he lapped against you.

“fuck! jake! i’m gonna cu-..” the tightening knot that was burning in your stomach slowly vanished as jake pulled away from you, your juices all over his chin and lips.

“sim jaeyun, why would you do that?” you cried, frustrated because you haven’t felt that good in so long.

“i still haven’t shown you how fun i am yet.” he shrugged, getting up and dusting himself off even though there was really nothing on him.

“maybe i’ll show you later when you’re begging for it.” he winked, leaving the attic.

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vrmxlho · 1 year

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—university rival! sae who saw you struggling to write your research paper due that exact night because you had procrastinated once again. you had gone to the library hoping to pour over journals that could help validate your findings but when words would usually flow effortlessly, today didn't seem to be your day. he saw this and mocked you for being so disorganised. but what you didn't know was that he had in fact found all the useful journals and checked them out. so when you drifted off to sleep after a long day of bullshitting your way through the paper he took your computer and wrote out your essay for you. it's not because he likes you! no, of course not! he just wants to see if he can beat his own grade.

—university rival! sae who buys you the wrong drink on purpose and leaves it on your desk every morning with a flirty message. you never found out it who it was but you had a feeling it was him. and if it was him you knew the flirty messages meant absolutely nothing. he was just doing this to distract you. however, he was foolish to think that his stupid flirty messages would do anything but make your heart palpitate a bit. nothing special...

—university rival! sae who hates when you bother to help out fellow classmates. he understands that you're a sociable and friendly person but he can't stand to see you so close to other people. no, it's not that. he just hates how you're getting extra tutoring experience that could help you in the future! yes, that's definitely it! so he pushes you aside with an arrogant remark telling you how he's better at that subject so he's probably also a better tutor. right??

—university rival! sae who purposefully kisses up to your professor so he can be paired up with you for a group project that's worth about 40% of your entire grade. no, it's not because he likes you?? it's not because he wants to spend time with you?? how absurd, it's obviously so he can sabotage your grade and finally be the undisputed number 1. after all, he is a horrible person.

—university rival! sae can't stop thinking about you every waking second. does he like you? god no. you're just so annoying, always debating with him in class. always trying to prove your points and speaking your mind. why would it be an admirable quality as your professor puts it? you're so annoying, always annoying him. gosh what's happened to his vocabulary. why can't he stop thinking about your annoying face, and annoying laugh, annoying everything?

#what is this #forgot to post this cuz i thought ‘hmmm i’ll do the tags later’#and then i never did #academic rivals to lovers has like 5 scenarios max but yes #btw if my irony wasn’t obvious sae DOES LIKE THE READER!!!#bllk sae #blue lock sae #sae itoshi x reader #sae itoshi x you #sae itoshi #bllk x reader #bllk x you #blue lock x reader #blue lock x you #blue lock scenarios #bllk scenarios #sae itoshi fluff #sae itoshi imagines

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f0point5 · 4 months

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You know, I love Seb (he’s the person who got me into F1) and I respect Lewis and his accomplishments but one thing I’ll never forgive them (and a lot of the older drivers, most already retired now) for is how they treated Max when he came into F1.

Yes, he might have been their rival but he was also a teenager, a literal child and gosh… I know Max probably doesn’t really care anymore but I still hurt for him sometimes.

Especially when you consider that he was the one paving the way for his generation. When Charles and Lando and George and everyone else came up a few years later they were welcomed as the youth, the future of the sport. Older drivers talking about their talent and how great it is to see them come up.

Max didn’t get that. He got shouts of “too young”, “too reckless”, “too… too much”.

So no, to me the only real grid dad (or maybe grid uncle is more fitting, idk) will be Fernando Alonso who said that some people are simply ready earlier than others and that Max should be judged on his performance in the races, not his age (paraphrased).

Fernando who has been an idol a lot of the younger generation growing up but also exchanged helmets with Oscar and Zhou, joked with Lando on instagram, talks Le Mans with Max and probably many more moments I’m forgetting about rn.

THIS.

Honestly, I don’t really get the Seb hype. He just has never given me good vibes. I didn’t watch during the RB days so maybe if I’d seen his golden era I’d have gotten attached but he has just always seemed…not likeable. Clearly a very driven, straightforward, intelligent guy, but something about him doesn’t sit well with me. Anyway rant over.

I’m not even going to talk about LH because…par for the course.

Yes, they were all mean to him. As grown men, too, how are you not absolutely embarrassed?! I get that he’s a kid and maybe you don’t want to hang out with him or confront the fact that you’re not the hotshots anymore but omg it’s a CHILD. (And Seb who made a bit of a meal out of being a bullying victim as a kid…I see you.)

No one else of Max’s generation would have survived the way they treated him, I stand by that. They all needed the support they got, and Max had none of it from his peers. I can’t see Max being the type who cared per se, because he was probably already used to being…not ostracised, but like…observed? And also because of how he grew up I don’t think anyone’s words could rattle him. But even if he didn’t care the grown men should have known better.

If I were Max I’d still be laughing about how bitter I made men in their 30s. Like “I couldn’t grow facial hair and y’all were running scared”. But I still think it must have been a pretty lonely few years until others his age started catching up.

I think Max was really lucky to have such a tight team (Christian, Helmut, Jos, Ray, GP) around him to insulate him a bit and stop him getting pushed around but the way these men tried it. (Toto I’m looking at your for the Jos phonecall.)

Yeah Fernando is the only one who I think was ready to embrace the new frontier as it were. But he is just kind of like that. I feel like he doesn’t feel his age is the disadvantage that most do, and that’s why he’s not so afraid of younger drivers. Like, his relationship with Max, Carlos, lando, George (nye buddies lol) and Zhou (literally just today saw a quote of him talking about how nice Alonso was to him, even Lance, he treats them as much as peers as he does his own generation, it’s cute.

Also, this is kinda random but I swear Nico and Max were kind of friendly in the early years? Max has known Nico a long time, despite the age difference (he said he remembered glasses Nico used to wear at like 7, and Nico once went out with his mum?), Nico was on the jet with Max on his birthday in…2017? And I think there’s a picture of Max having flown with some guys (including both Nicos in 2016) and for some reason I’ve always had the idea that Hulkenberg was his link to that whole crew? (Idk if this whole friendship is a headcanon but for some reason I feel like these two are/were kinda connected)

But yeah, agree. Grown men acting like little bitches. That generation I think was the last generation with real bitterness between the drivers, though. Idk you wouldn’t catch me being a jerk to a kid but I’ve never been terrified of a kid before so 🤷‍♀️

#max verstappen #f1 #formula 1 #sebastian vettel #fernando alonso

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starillusion13 · 8 months

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Keep it a secret (Teaser)

Pairing: stepbrothers! Jeno and Jaemin x f!reader

W.C: main plot is 13k(around)

Genre: SMUT, YANDERE, STEP-CAST

Warnings: The main plot will have all the necessary warnings. Teaser has some possessive behavior, restraining hint, manhandling(?). You can expect the main plot with Yandere details and smut warnings(obvio).

Network: @k-vanity @cultofdionysusnet

Note: please I want to thanks to people for reading and reblogging. Reviews are always appreciated 😭. Applause to the ones who come up to me to interact and they know how friendly I am. Okay enough!

MINORS LETS BE INNOCENT AND NOT INTERACT!Okay?🔞

*under the cue*

“Where do you think you are going?”

Only one more step and you would have been out of the house but not today. Gulping, you clutched the door handle tightly in your fist and turned around to face the owner of the voice. It’s not like the person is anyhow unfamiliar to you or someone you are scared of. Well, yeah the person who you want to avoid rather you should unless you want to be in a big trouble. Turning around on your heel, you kept your gaze on the floor, suddenly finding it the most beautiful and appreciable thing in your life. You could feel the approaching footsteps but not daring to look up because why will you when you are damn aware of the person before you. Your panic state didn’t go unnoticed by the approaching person. Now, you could smell the cologne of the man and the close proximity between you two was making your mind scream loudly inside. Two fingers brushing your cheeks sliding down to your chin and grabbed it, forcing you to look up. Due to the sudden impact, you closed your eyes, still could hear the chuckle left from his lips. Even when your eyes are closed, you could still feel the well built muscular body towering over you. Another hand brushed your hairs and tugged them behind your eyes. Your heart racing and mind screaming but you just wanted to run away from the current situation.

“Open your eyes baby.”

No. Please let me go out. You were mentally begging him to let you go but nothing was coming out of your throat and so you just gulped the lump. Not reacting to his words, he gripped your jaw tightly and you could feel his breath fanning over your lips. You tried to bend backwards but his other hand placed on your lower back pulled you closer towards him.

“Didn’t you hear what I said? Open your eyes. Let me see the pretty eyes of my baby.”

His voice was a lot more dominative than before and you didn’t want to make him mad so you slowly parted your eyelids. Eyes couldn’t focus on his face due to the fact that you were closing them so tightly previously and also this man being so close to you that lights couldn’t make up the image properly for your eyes. Flattering your eyelashes , you were then staring to those attractively seductive eyes as it could hipnotiza you. Anyone could have felt weak for these eyes and him in such situation including you but not when he being your brother. Well, correctly stepbrother. You were damn aware of the treatment that a step brother should have for his little sister but in your case, nothing was near to that fact check. You were literally living with two damn tease who constantly stir up every situation to flirting and teasing.

“Did you ask us before leaving?”

“I- I was just going to tell you.”

“Really? It doesn’t look like that. It was as if you were going somewhere else to avoid us tonight. Is there any reason?”

You were trying to voice out some words but the way his fingers were brushing over your lower lips. Oh gosh! It’s not helping your condition.

“Answer him.”

Okay! Time to leave now. The only thing I have to do is to push the man in front of me and quickly run out of the door before the other one can descend the stairs. Eyes dancing on their forms, mentally you counted to three and you pushed him. He got startled due to your sudden action but was quick to catch your hands.

“Step one more. You will regret it later so much.”

“Someone is being a stubborn today, you know.”

“Where was she going Jaemin?”

You could see him smirking on his brother’s question before replying to him, he winked at you with lips sending a flying kiss to you. The biggest tease in the household. You glared at him and when you looked at the other one, he was already glaring at you darkly with clenched jaw. But you were getting distracted how his biceps were well reflected under the bright lights because of his black sleeveless tee.

“I was asking her that before you made your entry on our private time. Jeno got no jam.”

“Shut up Jaemin. You are literally standing at the entrance in a massive hall and saying private time.”

“But there is no one around.”

“I am here. Well, getting back to her. It’s past curfew time and where is she going even all dolled up.”

Both of them expecting an answer from you, waiting for your reply but you chose to remain quiet. You tried to wiggle your hand out of his grip but he held it tighter and Jeno was satisfied with his brother’s act. You stared at the older one who had already seated himself comfortably on the sofa and staring back at you both, gesturing his brother to pull you towards him.

“I was just going somehwere.”

“Where?” Jeno asked with a lot more husky voice.

“T-to to meet someone.”

“Now?” Jaemin with a frown on his face turned towards you.

“Yeah….”

“Who?”

You looked towards Jeno before thinking twice as it would be safe to tell them or not but you chose death.

“My boyfriend.”

“Since when do you have one?”

“We are just going to meet today to get along with each other so he invited me to his house for a sleepover. He is my old friend.”

“And you thought without telling us, it would be fine for you to just sneak out of the house and have fun.”

“No Jeno look I-“

You didn’t notice when Jaemin went behind and wrapped his arms around you to hold you flushed to him. His nose snuggling into your wavy locks on your shoulder and neck.

Whispering ‘baby’ ‘pretty’ ‘princess’ in your ears, breathe tingling over. But the next thing he whispered made your eyes went wide.

“Tell him you can’t make it today.”

Jeno read your actions precisely and noticing how you pressed your legs together, his brother’s every little action was getting a reaction out from you. Honestly, he was enjoying the view more than he could describe but the moment your eyes went wide, the corner of his lips rose on knowing what was the possible reason behind that. Moreover, he found everything cute.

“Do it. What ever he is telling you, work it.”

“No no I can’t.” Jaemin’s grip was strong and the way both of them hit the Gym, you were well aware that you couldn’t stand any chance in front of them.

“You can do this but you can’t go out.”

“Please.”

“Call him yourself or I’m going to do it. What do you want?”

Snatching your purse from the hand, he hurriedly rummage into it to find your phone. Found it, unlocking the phone, he went through all your contacts and text messages until he found out your precious friend. How come he knows my password?

Dialing the number, he kept the phone in front of you with speaker on. You could see your reflection with your stepbrother on that tiny screen. Suddenly the screen turned on, and someone spoke from the other side.

“Hello?”

“Hey! Jongho….”

Even when you were talking with your friend, you made a straight eye contact with those daring eyes of jeno in front of you holding your phone. Jaemin was still in his world, inhaling your body scent as if you were a drug he was missing out all these days. Your voice cracked when you felt him leaving kisses over your exposed shoulder.

“When are you coming Y/N?”

Before you could reply, jeno mouthed you to say what they wanted to hear from you. He raised his eyebrows when you remained quiet.

“Sorry but I don’t think ......I can go today.”

“What happened? Is everything alright? Do I need to come over for help?”

“No no it’s just mild headache. You don’t have to worry much.”

Jeno came closer to you and tracing his fingers through your face before pressing them on your lips. You averted your eyes away.

Jaemin whispered in between biting your earlobe, “eyes on him baby.”

You somehow managed to do so until the third voice interrupted.

“Please take care and let me know if you need something.”

You replied with a low ‘hmm’ before he cut the line and tossing the phone on the sofa.

“Now leave me. Let me go.”

“Now where are you planning to go? Didn’t Jeno said earlier it’s already past curfew time?”

“Both of you have already ruined my night. Now Atleast let me go to my room. So move!”

Both of them chuckled on your reply and you creased your eyebrows in confusion, wiggling under their hold and gaze. Finding your actions cute, they started laughing.

“Why are you laughing?”

“You said you can’t make it tonight so let us make that excuse valid. Right Jaemin?”

“Of course, Jeno.”

“What do you mean?”

“I can do this all night baby, Make a wish.” Jaemin licked and whispered in your ears, biting the earlobe before retreating his mouth.

Jeno leaned down to match your eye level.

“Let’s keep it a secret before you can unfold what’s coming in your way.”

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4am-enha · 6 months

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pouring.

description/tags: heavily inspired by a scene from the kdrama “something in the rain” on netflix. reader is basically a coffee addict who meets someone new in the cafe on their break, but there’s a rainstorm outside. heavy on acts of service jay in this, cheesy romantically suggested gestures, rain, umbrellas, proximity, catching feelings, old fashion love.

genre: fluffy, fluff, & more fluff!

pairing: jay x reader (y/n), gender neutral reader.

warnings: none that i am aware of :P

wc≈ 2.3k, one shot format

preview: “The tension between you was so thick, you could almost suffocate. But maybe it was just you getting in your own head. This didn’t have to be a slightly intimate interaction, he could just be being friendly.”

You were on a no-caffeine streak for a while now. Almost a week. Maybe it wasn’t really that impressive, but a week of no coffee for you was never heard of before. You were actually really proud of it and began bragging to people how you hadn’t touched a drop of caffeine, and how you intended not to touch any for at least a month.

But that all came crumbling down today. You were so sluggish, it was actual torture to not drink any coffee this morning. What really did not help were the strangely dark clouds outside and the type of air that just fills you with grogginess for the whole day. Winter was approaching pretty fast this year, so that would explain this type of weather. These days, it felt like it was dark when you left for work, and dark when you returned home.

All your progress, ruined, before it had even really gotten somewhere just for one cup of your favourite pick-me-up drink this morning. Was it really worth it?

Absolutely.

To be completely honest, you did hesitate for a moment about it outside the door of your favourite regular cafe, but as soon as that beautiful smell of coffee beans hit your nose, and the warm embrace of the cozy cafe ambiance with just one-half step inside of the building hugged you- you were completely convinced it was all going to be more than just a little worth it. You actually physically felt yourself hold back an urge to skip inside with excitement.

“Please hold it for me!” A man's voice urged from behind you. Of course, you held it for him. He was quite tall and looked very neat and put together. Well, ignoring the slight panic in his eyes and the messy bundle of things in his arms.

“Thank you! I’m sorry, my bag has just come loose and I'm trying to hold all the stuff in,” he laughed nervously as he walked past you into the cafe.

“No problem,” you laughed lightly back.

You approached the pale, slender cashier who immediately recognized you, “Y/n? It’s been a while. Where have you been?”

“It’s only been a week, Sunghoon, don’t be dramatic,” you joked.

“Well, what can I get you? The usual?”

“Yes please!” You beamed.

He smiled, “Alright! Cash or card?”

You pulled out your card and handed it to the barista, zoning into empty space as you waited for the payment to go through.

“Oh, do you have another card? This one declined.”

“Oh my gosh, what?” You took the card back from him, realising you had brought an expired card with you. You were so tired this morning, you didn’t check what you had picked up before you left for your break. You felt around your pockets for a minute, but deep down you hopelessly knew you had left all other cards and cash in your bag which was sitting pretty under your work desk.

By now, there were a few customers behind you. You didn’t want to make things complicated.

“I’m sorry but I’m going to have to cancel my order-“

“Allow me,” the guy you had held the door for earlier came forward from behind you in the line and tapped his card against the machine.

“Oh my goodness, no! Please cancel that!” You panicked and yelled at Sunghoon, the barista.

“Wait, don't! Please, let me pay for it. It’s nothing, really!” The generous guy joined in with a panicked response.

“But-“

“Okay not trying to be rude here guys, but can you decide. Please?” Sunghoon pleaded. He was not paid well enough for this and other customers were already mumbling and grumbling amongst themselves in line.

You looked at the stranger with an apologetic face, but he only continued to reassure you that it was okay. He really insisted on paying. You nodded at Sunghoon in approval of not cancelling the payment after all.

Sunghoon then continued to take the man's order, leaving you and the stranger standing awkwardly beside each other waiting for the drinks to be made.

“You really didn’t have to do that you know,” you began, breaking the silence.

“I wanted to,” he smiled and paused for a moment, “what’s your name by the way? I don’t believe I have ever seen you around here before.”

“Oh really? That’s a surprise. I’m always out and about, and as for this cafe I’m kind of a regular,” you smiled.

He hummed in understanding, “I could guess by the way the barista seemed to know you.”

You laughed, “Yeah, I suppose it's a little obvious.”

“And your name?”

“Oh sorry, it’s y/n. How about you?”

“You can call me Jay.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Jay.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too, y/n,” he held out his hand for a handshake, but you misunderstood and gave him a high-five instead. It took him by surprise, but he laughed it off.

“Oh I'm so sorry I thought you were asking for-“

Jay interrupted you by suddenly shifting his hand to complete your high-five, “No need to be embarrassed, I’ll take a high-five too.”

You laughed about it together and then began some more small talk for a few remaining minutes discussing the usually boringly common topics like work, and how long you’ve lived here, except you actually enjoyed it more than you expected to. You were glad that you had made the choice to ruin your caffeine-sober streak today. Meeting new people was refreshing.

But since your job practically required you to talk to new people every day, and this was something you did daily- maybe it was just Jay that was refreshing. He was actually very intriguing, and not just because he was admittedly pretty to look at. You couldn’t really put it into the right words, but something about the way he talked and used so many unique minor expressions really caught your attention. He was so polite too. Attentive. Thoughtful. A nice outcast from the stereotypical modern type of men you were used to seeing everywhere these days.

Either way, this random interchange completely altered your day into something ten times better than it had originally been.

Coincidentally, your drinks were ready and called at the same time. Jay carefully passed you your drink while picking up his own, being cautious to not accidentally burn you with the hot cup. You thanked him once more and both headed out toward the door. Jay held it for you this time, arguing that it was only equal for him to do so since you had held the door for him on the way in.

Your smile quickly faded as you noticed the heavy rain that had begun a little while ago pouring down in front of you. You hadn’t noticed it right away because of the cafe marquee that slightly protected the street and kept the outer entrance dry. You sighed, staring in disbelief that you were going to have to spend the rest of work today in soaked clothes.

“Something wrong?” Jay questioned upon seeing your face flush with worry.

He made you jump a little because you had sort of expected him to be gone by now. You thought he had left immediately when you had exchanged some final thank yous and goodbyes at the door on the way out. When actually, he had stuck around for a minute to see you off.

“Oh no, it’s just that I have to walk in this horrible weather,” you replied defeatedly.

Jay thought for a moment, “wait here.”

You widen your eyes in confusion and surprise as you watch Jay run straight into the rain, completely soaking himself and his coffee within seconds only to disappear around the corner for a few minutes.

You kept checking your phone for the time, wondering if he was even going to come back or if you should just leave. You didn’t even know what he was doing or why he had asked you to wait here.

Meanwhile, Jay was rushing around the local mini-store for umbrellas. Finally, when he found them he picked up the closest two. One for you, and one for him. But then, he looked at the pair of them and put one back with a cheesy smile that showed that he had some sort of motive behind the peculiar decision.

Eventually, Jay returned, walking toward you in the rain, holding a single closed umbrella with floppy drenched hair, clothes tightly stuck to him, and a bright smile. It made your cheeks feel warm as you smiled shyly back.

You couldn’t help but laugh a little, “you’re ridiculous and insane. You went into the rain to fetch an umbrella?”

“It would appear I did,” he laughed lightly too, handing you the umbrella.

“Why did you only get one? You should take this,” you tried to hand it back to him but he refused and pushed it away with a frown and disapproving shake of his head.

You tried again, “Please, you’ve already done a lot for me this morning. It’s not that bad, I can dry off at work.”

“Let’s share it then,” he suggested, taking the umbrella and holding it up for the both of you, “you said earlier that your workplace was the same way as mine anyway.”

“Oh, well alright then,” you felt yourself blush involuntarily as you began walking very closely, side by side together.

At first, it was awkward and a little uncomfortable, but that feeling didn’t stick around for long. Jay made conversation here and there, making it easy to follow along and it made you feel more confident about being almost attached by the hip to someone you met under an hour ago. Sometimes it would fall silent, but it was a comfortable silence. You would both drift off into your own thoughts for a minute or two.

You had no idea what Jay was thinking about, but you wondered if maybe he was thinking similar things to you. Maybe the situation just wasn’t awkward at all to him, and you were just overthinking it. You couldn't help but be curious about what he thought of you. Hopefully, you made a good impression, and hopefully, he was as comfortable as you were right now.

It was just now that you were noticing how good he smelled for the first time. He smelt as clean and fresh as he looked. His cologne was potent through his wet shirt.

He smelled expensive.

You also noted how tall he was beside you. After some sneaky glances here and there, you saw how sharp his jawline really was. It was as unreal as it had looked from a distance.

When you went to glance over at him again, he caught you. Instantaneously, your eyes snapped forward to avoid it, but he was already softly chuckling upon catching you staring.

“If you have questions, you can ask them, you know,” he laughed.

You laughed in embarrassment, nodding.

Jay began to elaborate, “It's just because you were looking-“

“I thought I saw a bug,” you lied with rosy cheeks.

“You’re a bad liar.”

“No really, I’m telling the truth!”

“Okay, I’ll believe you,” he smiled, seeing right through your attempt to cover up your obvious stares.

The tension between you was so thick, you could almost suffocate. But maybe it was just you getting in your own head. This didn’t have to be a slightly intimate interaction, he could just be being friendly.

As if you were an open book and Jay was reading your mind, he looked over to you.

“You keep drifting out from under the umbrella. Isn’t your shoulder getting wet?”

“A little but it's fine,” you shrugged.

“Come closer, I won't hurt you” he went to put his arm around you to pull you in but he hesitated, “may I?”

You could swear that your face was painted red with blush now, but you nodded anyway and let it happen. He was ever so gentle, making sure he wasn’t pushing it too far. Keeping his arm around you but loosely just in case you might change your mind.

You continued to walk like that together with uncontrollable smiles plastered on each of your faces until you reached the outside of your work building. It was such a peaceful moment that you would surely hold onto it for a very long time after the fact. It had been a while since you felt this rush of emotion that you were so sure had left you years ago.

The rain had cleared up now, spitting slightly still, but nothing compared to what it had been. Jay walked you up to where it was sheltered so that you wouldn’t have to get a single drop of rain on you. You felt bad that he was still very much soaked, while you looked as if you hadn’t been outside at all today.

“Thank you, again, Jay,” you stood in front of him.

“No, thank you, y/n.”

You fiddled with your hands a little, looking down, “perhaps, could I take your number so that I can pay you back later?”

Jay chuckled, “You can have my number, but you’re not paying me back.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, handing him your phone anyway to type in his number.

You then both briefly waved goodbye and you began walking into your building, hiding a giddy smile.

“Y/N!”

You turned quickly to the sound of Jay yelling your name and ran back towards him.

He held out the umbrella to you, “Take this. It’s yours now.”

Without argument, you took the umbrella and waved goodbye once more. You didn’t turn back this time, but you could feel Jay’s eyes on you- watching to make sure you got in with no problems before walking away himself.

Later on, you found yourself staring at the brightly coloured umbrella leaning against your work desk.

You drifted into the thought of the umbrella and a certain guy, with a smile lingering on your lips.

note: as always, any feedback/notes are appreciated~!thank you so much for reading!! i hope you have an amazing day/night ^^ finally, i got another singular member one shot out. i kinda liked this one. let me know what you guys thought of it. also, don’t forget to tune into orange blood nov 17th! WHOS EXCITED (I AM).

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erinawritesheadcanons2 · 9 months

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How would starscream,knockout, and sounwave dealing with a yandere female decepticon follow them around and stalking them

~☠ Starscream, Knockout, and Soundwave with a Yandere S/O Who Likes To Stalking and Following Them Around ☠~

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A/N: Hello there Anon! Thank you for the request, gosh. This one is quite difficult but I will try my best to write it down please don't be a Yandere in a real life because it's very harmful to your S/O, friends, family, or your partner. Also, I want to make this post gender friendly to every gender people out there so I hope you do not mind if I don't write just female S/O.

Warning: Yandere Tendencies, profanities and violence.

Gender: Neutral

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Starscream - Decepticon

I'm very sorry to sound a bit Ironic but Starscream find it a little bit creepy that you are following him around and looking up his biography despite he does stalk Autobots when he got kicked out by Megatron.

He does find it hot if you had to kill someone to protect him or when you are getting jealous. Especially if you get all Yandere on Airachnid because he despise that spider girl a lot.

Sometimes would ask you to stop being creepy like "Ughhh, could you just stop following me around or stalking me? I'm busy," while working on his data.

Starscreams does know that you are willing to do anything so he would use your killing service so if someone are on your way. He would sweetly say "My dear (Y/N). Would you be kind enough to kill someone for me?" with a golden plate smile.

Starscream also adores that you would be willing enough to be sweet and caring to him. He would also use that side of you if he's injured as he told you who hurt him.

As you kill those who hurt him. He would just gonna watch you from far with a smirk on his face as if he just watch an action or thriller movie.

He does get annoyed that you had just stand there shyly instead of trying to talk to him. He does genuinely wants to talk with you so you don't need to follow him around because he's genuinely an EXTROVERT.

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Behind the automatic door, a certain bots with (Paint job Colour/Skin Colour) standing there and watching her/his/their crush. (Y/N) pulse quickens with every glance she/he/they steal, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. And you can't help but imagine what it would be like to step out from your hiding spot and finally engage in a conversation with Starscream.

The decepticon indeed hear the sound of small clicks that (Y/N) made but not stepping inside of the hallway. The poor bot just standing there behind the door, staring at him from far away instead of trying to talk to him. Even he realizes that (Y/N) would follow him secretly from far. Afterall, he's not deaf, he has a great hearings.

A flicker of impatience dancing across his features. He's well aware of (Y/N)'s presence, the way (Y/N) always seem to be around when he's nearby. While Starscream finds it intriguing that (Y/N) is interested in him, he's growing frustrated by their shyness that renders them utterly speechless in his presence. He wants to engage in a conversation, to hear their/her/his voice, to understand what's behind those bashful optics.

Starscream mutters under his breath, a mix of exasperation and determination in his tone. "If only (Y/N) could muster the courage to speak to me," he grumbles quietly to himself. He paces a few steps, optics narrowing in thought. Then, a spark of inspiration lights up his scheming mind. An almost mischievous grin tugs at the corner of his lips as he hatches a plan. Starscream's crimson gaze fixates on (Y/N)'s hiding spot behind the automatic door.

Starscream's voice takes on a dramatic tone, laden with a hint of desperation. "Oh, if only there were someone out there who had the intellect and willingness to assist me with this data. It need to be given by Lord Megatron today," he sighs. Little does he know, you had been listening all along.

With a quiet exhale, you step out from your hiding spot as you feel your body shakin. Not hearing Starscream whispers to himself 'works like a charm'. (Y/N)'s shy demeanor still evident, yet there's some determination in her/his/their voice. "I... I might be able to help you with that data," they/she/he venture, voice timid but earnest.

Starscream's optics narrow, studying them for a moment before a smug smile tugs at his lips. It seems his subtle ploy has worked, coaxing (Y/N) out of hiding. Starscream's commanding presence asserts itself as he raises a hand, gesturing for (Y/N) to come closer. His optics lock onto theirs, a mix of authority and curiosity in his gaze. "Come here, my dear. Would you be willing to lend your expertise and take the reins on this data?"

(Y/N) was a little bit hesitant but nod in response to his question. "Yes, Starscream, I can certainly give it a try," you agreed. You can't help but feel a secret thrill at the endearment he uses, the word "dear" echoing in your mind, even if it was just a casual part of his speech.

A subtle smirk curls at the corner of Starscream's lips as he observes Y/N's response. While his outer demeanor remains composed, inwardly he's pleased to see them stepping up to the task. While he appreciates Y/N's assistance, a darker thought forms within him. He ponders whether they might be willing to go even further to ensure his success by killing Airachnid.

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Knockout - Decepticon

Another Ironic character who is low-key scared of Yandere S/O which is Knokout but also low-key finds it hot that you are willing to kill anyone who tries to steal him away from you.

He is also kind of scared that if you are willing to hurt him just because he made you upset so he would try to give you many energon cubes to calm you down if he ever made you upset with his words.

Just like a star scream. He does use your killing service if someone or the Autobot made him upset by scratching his paint job. Or those insecticons scratch his paint job.

He does like it when you are being attentive and sweet around him because he knows that you are willing to help him fix his paint job or help him around with his labs.

Unlike Starscream, he does not mind when you are being shy around him but he just that you just don't hide and follow him even though he's aware you are there. he prefers if you are there and watch him instead of hiding because he does feel it's a bit creepy.

Just like Starscream, he wishes that at least instead of hiding and following you anywhere. You had the guts to talk to him but he won't force you like Starscream does so he would wait for you.

Sometimes would tease you when he is aware that you are following as he pretends that he doesn't notice you "Why, my dear. Why does it feel like the temperature of the room getting hotter? Is there someone in here~" as he knows you are there.

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Knockout usually a pristine finish had been his pride and joy, a reflection of his meticulous self-care. But today after what happened to him when there were the Autobots. There were many Scratches on his paint job. His vents puff with annoyance as he was sitting in his clinical room and buffing his paint job. "Those damn Autobots, they are ruining my perfect paint job."

"Primus-darned scraplets, can't trust anyone around here," he grumbles, his voice dripping with exasperation. His vents hiss angrily. He could still remember when he saw his reflection in the train's mirror. Scratches were everywhere as he screams in misery. Realizing he looks horrible.

What Knockout did not realize that someone has been listening to him ranting about the Autobots had ruined his looks. Hidden behind the automatic door, (Y/N) listens with a mixture of surprise and amusement as Knockout's colourful curses fill the air. You can't help but stifle a small chuckle at his reaction.

(Y/N) curiosity piqued, she/he/they peer through a small gap, watching as Knockout meticulously buffs his paint job. "Perhaps it's time I have a proper conversation with Arcee and Bumblebee," (Y/N) muses quietly to themselves. They take a step back, leaving their hiding spot behind the automatic door and considering how to approach the situation.

As (Y/N) strutted along the hallway and travelled into the main hall of the Nemesis. (Y/N) cross the threshold, feeling the familiar sensation of being pulled through space and time. The world shifts around them, and suddenly, they find themselves standing in the vast expanse of the Nevada desert. The sun casts a warm golden glow over the arid landscape.

(Y/N) seamlessly shifts into their alternate form, a sleek and powerful Jet. Her/his/their mechanical whirring and shifting of parts blend harmoniously as they complete their transformation. The wind rushes past them as they soar over dunes and navigate rocky outcrops, their sensors scanning for any signs of the Autobots, especially Bumblebee or Arcee.

(Y/N) internal systems emit a soft beeping sound. Their onboard GPS system flashes to two familiar signals, projecting a holographic interface in front of her/him/them. A bright red dot blinks on the display, indicating the location of Arcee and Bumblebee. The signal is strong and clear, guiding them towards their destination.

(Y/N) accelerates even further, the engines humming with a loud roar as you have gotten faster than before. The red dot on the display draws closer with each passing moment, fueling their anticipation to finally meet those two Autobots that made Knockout whine for the whole day after his mission.

Arcee's sleek motorcycle form and Bumblebee's compact car form come into view. With a rush of emotions, (Y/N) readies themselves/herself/himself for the moment by shifting their/her/his jet form into your real form. Seeing you, Arcee and BUmblebee were quite surprised as they immediately transform to face you. "Good job you two, for causing Knockout to whine the whole day. And here's the prize for you~" (Y/N) chirps as their/her/his servo shifted into her gun.

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Soundwave - Decepticon

Unlike Starscream and Knockout. He is not as manipulative and toxic as them when he uses their Yandere S/O. He does not like using other bots service and he is independent.

He doesn't really find it creepy either when he found out that you follow him secretly. After all, he could see everything through the security camera of the Nemesis.

Soundwave do find it a bit confusing when he found out about it. He did not say it out loud or show it through his visor. But he could sense that you are there and staring at him while he is working.

Don't touch him though because if you catch the scene of him versus Airachnid. We know he always has his guards one hundred per cent up

He does find it cute each time he goes into his berth room. He found an energon cube that you brought for him as if you remind him to rest and eat well.

Also finds it cute that you are shy around him although he does not admit it since we know he cannot talk and has a visor on his face. Although it is going to be awkward if you try to talk to him because we know he does not speak and only speaks using voice recording.

Unlike Starscream and Knockout again. If you try to kill anyone except Autobot. He would stop you and reprimand you with the voice recording as he held you with his tendrils

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In the dimly lit nemesis main hallway of the ship, the soft glow of holographic displays illuminates his form. His tall and stoic frame engrossed in his work. His mechanical digits dance deftly over the keypad, producing a rhythmic symphony of clicks and soft hums as he types down lines of code and inputs data with precision.

The monitors display intricate diagrams, encrypted transmissions, and complex algorithms. Soundwave-hidden optics underneath his visor remains focused on the screen, his expressions hidden behind his emotionless visage. The complex symphony of keystrokes under Soundwave's adept fingers is in service of a directive issued by none other than Lord Megatron himself.

The data itself was about the whereabouts of Energon on the earth and picking on the signals through the screen. Not wanting to anger the lord of the Decepticon, he had to be focused on every signal and careful with picking them or Megatron is going to be really angry. At least, among Decepticons that he is the only one who is capable of everything.

In the shadows, (Y/N) remains concealed in the darkness through her/his/their hiding spot. A pang of sympathy and concern tugs at your core. The relentless rhythm of his work is evident, and it's clear that he has been engrossed in his duties for an extended period without any break.

As the silence lingers, (Y/N)'s thoughts turn to whether there might be a way to help Soundwave to ease his burden. (Y/N)'s mind begins to formulate a plan. They realize that even the most dedicated Decepticon needs moments of rest. You decided by showing him support in a small but meaningful way.

The (Paint job colour) Decepticons slip away from the hall of the Nemesis ship. Strutting along the hallway and going down with the lift, going down into the energon storage room where there are millions of them. It cannot be wrong if you just take one of them, no one is going to notice, right? Taking one of them in your room, you began to leave the storage room and came back to the second floor of the Nemesis ship.

(Y/N) slips away and makes their way to his quarters. The cube in their servo, they enter the room with a quiet reverence, not wanting to disturb the vehicons or anyone. (Y/N) also did not want to alarm Soundwave either. Placing the Energon cube on a nearby surface, (Y/N) leaves it as a silent reminder, an unspoken encouragement for Soundwave to take a moment and replenish his energy.

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Despite standing tall and his chest still puffs up while coming back to his berthroom. His frame exudes a quiet weariness, a testament to the hours he has spent immersed in his duties. The dim lighting casts elongated shadows as Soundwave rises from his workstation, coming back to his room after a long time of working to fix some errors in the computer room.

The door opens and closes with a faint hiss, shutting Soundwave away from the outside world once he enters his room. He turns his head slightly. A momentary pause occurs as he spots something out of place, an energon cube resting on the table nearby. The sight tugs at a corner of his processor, a subtle shift in his usually impassive expression.

Soundwave's sensors analyze the cube for a fraction of a second, his optic lingering on it before he moves to retrieve it. He doesn't show any overt signs of emotion, yet his internal circuits hum with a sense of gratitude. His fingers wrap around the cube, his servos almost reverent as he lifts it. With precision, Soundwave uncaps the cube and takes a sip, the Energon replenishing his systems.

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#transformer prime #transformer prime imagines #transformer prime x reader #transformer prime headcanons #transformer prime scenario #tfp decepticons #decepticons x reader #tfp soundwave #soundwave x reader #tfp knockout #knockout x reader #tfp starscream #starscream x reader #tfp x reader #tfp x you

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gingerjunhan · 6 months

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boyfriend headcannons - goo gunil

☆彡 I felt burnt out after working on an essay all day, so what did I do? Went to my dorm and wrote some more! I’ve seen other blogs do little series like this with groups, so I wanted to give it a try! I hope you all enjoy!

word count: 777 | pronouns used: they/them | genre: fluff, established relationship | cws: reader is called “beautiful,” cringe moments /pos, swearing, mentions of alcohol, mentions of death (in a joking way), my delulu thoughts, all caps, lmk if I missed anything else!

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Gunil strikes me as they type of boyfriend that would try to make your life feel like a rom-com

he definitely strikes me as one of the more romantic ones in the group, but probably in a more goofy way than Jungsu or Seungmin would be (but more on that later)

yes he’s buying you flowers every time he passes a flower stand

yes he leaves those cheesy little notes about how beautiful and perfect you are in your lunch that you take to school or work

yes he reminds you every day that you’re quite literally the light of his life and he wouldn’t be the same person without you

but I truly believe this man can get weird

like, very very strange

in the most endearing way… he’s cringe

let’s unpack that

starting off strong:

“Good morning sunshine!”

some find that cringe, but I’m kicking my feet so 🧍🏻‍♀️

the pet names… oh god the pet names

I know I have a whole fic on this topic already but I feel the need to say more for Gunil

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, “sweetums”

“precious”

I’m sorry but he gives me “bubs”/“bubby” vibes

listen I don’t hate that one as much as other people okay hear me out

“angel” probably happens on rare occasions

I could go on

he may be cringe but he is free!

but it’s okay because you totally call him silly names back

you love him no matter what

you know who else loves him?

your parents

he’s shaking hands and being overly friendly, and your parents are eating it up!!!!

let's say you bring him over for dinner:

“You have such a lovely home!”

“Do you need help with anything? I can set the table!”

“The meal was amazing. (Y/N) clearly didn’t get their cooking skills from you!”

“Gunil what the hell-“

the next time your parents invite him over he definitely shows up with dessert, wine, a side dish, something

he 100% gets the parental stamp of approval 👍🏻

okay I’m sorry but we need to talk about Gunil and intimacy keeping it G y’all c’mon now

he :(( is the sweetest :(((( ever :(

he knows he’s strong so he tries to be so gentle with you

if you want him to hold you tight he absolutely will

but Gunil strikes me as a soft intimacy type of guy!!

soft, calming, long hugs

sweet compliments whispered between you during a cuddle secession

cuddle secessions :(

if he doesn’t cuddle with you before bed he literally acts like he’s on the brink of death

gently holding your hand at almost all times

like I’ve said, I think Gunil likes PDA

so he’s got a grip on your hand at all times in public

I also think that Gunil would be the type to wash your hair for you

I’m melting right now

imagine it like,,,, oh my god

Gunil knows you’ve been stressed and he can see how hard you’re working and how much the stress is affecting you so he offers to help you relax

he runs a nice bath for you

lights a few candles

and then if you’re comfortable with it he’s right by your side, absolutely pampering you and washing your hair :(

can we tell that he’s been bias wrecking me really really hard lately? yes? okay

but these gentle moments don’t last forever

he’s you’re hype man all the time every day

“You look so good baby! I love your outfit today! C’mon, give me a spin- OH MY GOSH youlooksogood!”

gives you those hugs where he gets really excited and picks you up and spins you in circles

Gunil definitely gives me the vibe that he would totally put his full body weight on you if you wanted him to

just *plop*

okay okay so we all know how Gunil is the only member of xh who can drive yes?

do you think he like,, does the thing? 🤭 when he puts the car in reverse? 🤭 because guys I think he does 🤭

I’m a firm believer in the fact that Gunil would quite literally be the most perfect man on the face of the earth (totally unbiased opinion!)

he always encourages you to try new things- even if they scare you- and always reach for your goals!!

he’s so supportive and full of love for you and he’s gonna be by your side every step of the way and MAN I JUST LOVE HIM SO MUCH—

final closing thought but imagine sitting on his lap while he teaches you how to play drums EEE okay I need to stop

#xdinary heroes x reader #xdinary heroes imagine #xdh x reader #xdh imagines #xdh fluff #xdh scenarios #gunil x reader

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number1mingyustan · 1 year

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Bittersweet (Chapter 3—Lesson 2) ||k.mgyu + j.ww

Genre: neighbors to lovers, strangers to lovers, angst, smut

Warnings: kissing, cursing, masturbation (f.), fingering (f.), mingyu is hard again, not proofread

Summary: Being close with Mingyu has its up and downs, but mostly its ups

Word Count: 3.8k (the chapters keep getting longer💀)

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‘hey kid are you awake ?’

*no im still sleeping*

‘stop lying, i can see your light is on through your window’

*first of all why are you peeping through my window ?? second why is my light letting you know i'm awake and not the fact that i responded to your text ?*

‘.... anyways i'm taking you to school so be ready in a few’

*okay just text me when you're ready so i can walk over*

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It had hardly been 10 minutes before you heard your doorbell ring. Unfortunately, your mother gets to the door before you can. Oh no.

“Mingyu!” she squeals excitedly. You know she’s smothering him with hugs and kisses right now.

You walk down the stairs slowly, eyeing the interaction between your mother and Mingyu.

“Hi Ms.Y/L/N,” Mingyu replies sweetly.

“Everything okay with your mom? She need something?” your mother asks.

“No, everything’s good. I’m just waiting for Y/n so I can take her to school,” he looks up. “Here she is now.”

Your mom turns around quickly. A bright smile is plastered on her face. “I didn’t know you two were friends again! Gosh it’s been so long since I’ve seen you two together like this!”

“Mom,” you whine. “We’re gonna be late. It’s not that big of a deal.”

“Oh but it is! You remember how upset you were when-“

“Mom!” you cut her off. “We’re leaving now, I’ll see you later. Love you, bye.”

You practically push Mingyu out the door as he giggles.

"I thought I told you to text me so I could go to you," you complain.

"You did," Mingyu grins. "I just didn't listen.

You scoff, playfully pushing him. The two of you enter his car, starting the drive to school. The two of you listen to his music most of the way to school. It’s not until you’re nearing the school that he finally speaks up.

“You wanna come over after practice again? I got a lesson planned. My mom won’t be home and you’ll already be with me,” he offers.

“Yeah I’ll come over,” you tell him. “I have homework to do so it can't be too long.”

He nods in understandment, turning his head all the way to you. He takes notice of your attire.

“You’re not hot? It’s not really the weather for turtleneck sweaters is it?” he teases.

“Well if someone didn’t leave a bunch of hickeys all over me, I would be wearing something more weather-friendly,” you scoff.

“You wanted me to mark you up for Wonwoo,” he says.

“Exactly, for Wonwoo,” you smile to yourself. “At practice today he’ll see them. And hopefully this master plan of yours will work.”

The two of you pull up to the school. Mingyu parks his car in his usual spot in the senior parking lot.

“You brought a change of clothes?” he asks.

You shake your head. “No, I have a tank top under the sweater and athletic shorts under the skirt. I’m just gonna take them off.”

“You’re gonna play baseball in a tank top?” he asks.

“Is there a problem with that?” you quirk an eyebrow. “Scared you’ll pop another boner or something?”

“Damn Y/n,” he climbs out of the car. “You make me sound like some sort of pervert.”

You giggle, exiting the door. “You are,”

He locks his car with a beep. There’s a few people staring at you as they make their way toward the entrance of the building.

Some of them whisper amongst themselves while others gives you weird looks. You no longer feel comfortable. “I’m gonna go to class now."

You begin walking toward the building quickly.

“I’ll see you at 3!” he calls from the opposite direction.

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The final bells rings and you’re beyond relieved. You’ve never been closely connected to what goes on in your school, but today you learned just how quickly word can spread.

All day, the kids in your classes were mumbling and whispering about you and Mingyu. If you walked into a classroom or bathroom, people’s attention would immediately turn to you. The murmurs would start and the girls would giggle.

You’re not stupid. You know exactly what it is that they’re saying about you. It was either that you were ‘sleeping with him’ or ‘tutoring him’, and people didn’t seem to like that either way.

How come it never crossed their minds that maybe you guys were just... friends? Maybe you two were just too different for people to ever understand.

What really surprises you is that when you go to leave the classroom, you're pulled back in by an arm as the rest of the class clears out.

“Hey girlie!” a familiar voice says.

You can pinpoint the voice anywhere, the girl talking about you in the bathroom. It didn’t take long for you to figure out who she was. Lee Sora was the captain of the dance team and the most popular girl in your grade, and probably the school too. She had dark hair, long lashes, and a body to die for. All the guys wanted her, regardless of if they were in your grade or even at your school.

She was everything you weren’t.

“I was just talking to Sohee,” she motions to the other girl in the classroom. You know Min Sohee, Sora’s best friend as the other voice in the bathroom that day.

You don’t like either of them.

“And we heard something about you and Mingyu,” Sora smiles at you. “We were just wondering if you and Mingyu were like a thing or something. It’s just not really natural to see you guys together, so I was curious.”

You don’t like being in this position. Trapped between two girls you strongly dislike, being asked questions about subject that doesn't concern them. You remember back to Mingyu’s words: “We don't tell them anything," he says as he tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear. "What you and I do in our free time is none of their business. If people wanna talk, let them talk. That kind of stuff shouldn't affect you."

“Um,” you shift uncomfortably. “He’s my neighbor, not that it’s really any of your business.”

You swear her eyes turn black for a second. “Well actually it is my business!” she fake laughs. “You probably don’t know this, but Mingyu and I hooked up at a party a little while ago and we’ve been sort of talking ever since. I would hate if something tried to stand int he way of that.”

Is she trying to intimidate you? You could care less about her and Mingyu. He’s not the one you want anyway.

You almost feel kind of bad for Mingyu in this moment. Quite frankly, Sora is kind of a bitch. You're unsure of how Mingyu could possibly deal with someone like her.

“That’s great,” you return the fake smile. “But I have to go meet up with him right now and I'm already late. Bye.”

What the hell just happened? Sora and Sohee talking to you? You dismissing them? You've never been that bold in your life. It feels kind of... nice.

You walk out the classroom, heading to the girl's locker room. You change out of your sweater and skirt, keeping the shorts and tank top you had on underneath.

You're in a hurry, knowing that Mingyu is waiting on you. You rush out of the locker room and into the hallway that leads toward the baseball field. However, you're moving a little too fast and your body meets someone's back with a soft thump. You let out a quiet 'oof' at the contact, stumbling back a little bit.

You regain your balance, quickly apologizing to the figure in front of you. He turns around.

No fucking way.

Wonwoo's eyes meet yours and a soft smile appears on his face. "It's okay," he responds. "I actually have somewhere to be right now, I shouldn't have been walking so slow anyway."

He chuckles, scratching the back of his neck.

Admittedly, Wonwoo feels a bit flustered. You're cute.

However, you're panicking. Wonwoo is talking to you, like he's really talking to you. "Uh..."

This is so embarrassing. And Mingyu's not here. Fuck, you need Mingyu here. Where is- oh.

Mingyu's tall figure jogs up the hallway, catching both your and Wonwoo's attention. "Hey!" he shouts. "You're both late!"

"Sorry," Wonwoo apologizes. "I got held up with a teacher."

As Mingyu jogs over, he heads straight toward you. Unexpectedly, he pulls you in for a hug, subtly wiping soe of the intentionally poorly applied makeup off your neck.

That sly fucker.

Mentally, you're thanking him for reacting so quickly and showing up just in time. More surpisingly, he plants a kiss on your cheek that immediately causes you to freeze up. If Wonwoo talking to you didn't make you look scared enough, this definitely did. What the hell?

Mingyu slowly backs away from you, "Y/n, you're never late."

"I uh,' you blink. "Got caught up too... sorry."

You feel dizzy and your brain is scrambled. What is happening right now?

"Okay well I already set everything up," Mingyu informs the both of you. "And I brought my old glove for you Y/n."

"Thanks," you say in a near whisper.

"Mingyu," Wonwoo speaks up. He's eyeing the slightly more visible hickey that paint your skin. "I didn't realize this was Y/n. And you didn't care to tell me you two were... together? It's nice to meet you Y/n."

Together?

You lightly shove Mingyu off of you. "We're not together. I'd rather die than be with him."

Womwoo smiles.

Mingyu chuckles, "You're so harsh Y/n."

"Mingyu you have like... a whole fanclub. You know you don't wanna date me, don't act like you don't feel the same," you eye him.

A cocky smirk forms on Mingyu's face. "Anyways, yeah me and her... not happening. And Wonwoo, you'd be the first to know if I ever did settle down with someone."

Wonwoo chuckles, "Guess I'll be waiting a while. You're allergic to commitment."

Wonwoo wasn't lying. The most Mingyu would consider commitment is sleeping with the same girl more than once. Relationships simply were not his thing. With a guy like Mingyu, he always had so many options, so why bother settling down with one?

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

You’re now back in Mingyu’s car. Practicing with the boys ended up being much better than you expected. Despite being nerdy, you were actually kind of athletic.

They had you bunt off of Mingyu’s pitches for the first bit of practice. Admittedly, it was hard at first. But after a few of his pitches, you started to get the hang of things.

After that, they played out situations with you on base. It was a bit scary, having them practically target you with the ball because there was no one covering the bases.

Mingyu even taught you how to pitch to Wonwoo. That ended up being your strong suit. Both of the boys were shocked when your second try ended up being a perfect pitch, and it was fast.

For the last bit of time you guys did batting practice. For you, bunting was was easier than actual batting, especially with Mingyu’s pitches. They’re ere impossible to hit and the boys just laughed and reassured you every time you got a strike.

You had a lot of fun with them.

“I think the other guys on the team would like you,” Mingyu says as you guys pull into his driveway. “You should think about managing the team.”

“Managing the team?” you echo.

“Yeah,” he parks the car.

“But I don’t know anything about baseball,” you respond, opening the passenger side door.

“Maybe not yet,” he opens his door. “But you are v helpful, and you’ve got a sick pitch. Think about it, season doesn’t start officially for another couple of weeks. If you keep practicing with me and Wonwoo you’ll know everything in no time.”

The two of you enter his house again, slipping off your shoes and going back to his bedroom. There’s no awkward tension this time.

You didn’t think you and Mingyu would still get along so well after so much time. Everything seems to have fallen back into place easily. You’ve already established the comfort level to joke with him, the same way you used to.

You figured it would take longer to get here with him, but you clicked instantly. That thought makes you happy.

“So,” he smiles. “How was it with Wonwoo today? When I first saw you two together, I was surprised. But jesus christ, you were looking at him like a ghost Y/n.”

“I wasn’t that bad,” you deny.

“I was halfway down the hallway and I could see you stuttering and shaking. Never seen someone that nervous in my life. You’re really down bad for him,” Mingyu laughs.

Is that really how you looked? You hide your face behind your hands in embarrassment. “No don’t tell me that! Do you think he noticed? Ohymgod he definitely noticed. He probably thinks I’m so weird.”

“Eh,” he plops down on the bed. “Maybe at first considering that initial reaction was… yeah. But after that he seemed to have warmed up to you.”

“You think so?” you perk up. You’re so excited, Mingyu thinks it’s cute.

“Yeah,” Mingyu says. “I think he likes you.”

“Really?”

He nods. “But enough about that, we have another lesson today. And you said we don’t have much time, right?”

You nod in response.

“ ‘S all about you,” he says. “Might be a little out of your comfort zone though. It’s kind of a big step from yesterday.”

“It might be,” you breathe out. “But I trust you.”

“Yeah?” He smiles. “You ever had an orgasm before?”

He’s so blunt. You feel the rush of heat swell in your face.

“No,” you tell him truthfully.

“You’ve never touched yourself before?” he raises an eyebrow.

“I have,” you mumble, again covering your face with your hands.“Just never gotten myself there. Dunno how.”

Mingyu smirks,pulling your hands down do he can see your face. “Can I help?” He places a soft kiss on your finger.

Okay yeah the tension is back. The mood in the room has completely shifted, and now you feel all hot and nervous. But also excited? Are you really gonna let him do this?

“Yeah,” you respond.

He lets out a mental breath of relief. Mingyu was worried you were genuinely going to say no. But you trust him.

He pulls your body close to his. He's laying on his side, you on your back. "Show me what you do and I'll help."

You nod again, letting out a shaky breath.

Your shaky hands slides down into your shorts. You part your legs to give yourself easier access. Your middle finger runs along your slit. To your surprise, you’re already soaked, your own essence coating the tip of your finger.

Your finger finds your clit, it’s sensitive and throbbing with need. You let out a quiet moan at the contact. Mingyu’s eyes are glued to your figure. It’s not enough, he needs to see you.

He lets out a disapproving ‘tsk,’ placing his hand on your upper arm. “Need to see what you’re doing, show me.”

Your eyes find his. His eyes are half lidded and filled with lust. You nod slowly, sliding down your shirts and your panties without breaking eye contact. Your entire body feels like it’s on fire under his gaze.

He lets out a nearly audible ‘fuck’ at the sight of you. Your face feels so hot. Your finger circles your clit slowly, stimulating the bundle of nerves. Your hips jerk slightly at each touch.

Mingyu refuses to atop looking at you, eyes boring into your soul. His face has grown closer, eyes switching between yours and between your thighs. “This is so embarrassing,” you whimper. “Can’t do it when you’re watching.”

Mingyu licks his lips. “Let me do it for you.”

You let out a breathy ‘hah’ at his offer. His hands travels down, grasping your and bringing it up to his lips. He sucks lightly on your fingers, licking them clean.

“Please,” you whimper.

That’s all he needs. He brings his own hand to his mouth, wetting them quickly before bringing it down between your thighs. He aims straight for your clit, taking two of his fingers to circle your sensitive bud quickly. You lift your hips into his touch immediately, squirming around on his bed.

His other hand finds your jaw. He lightly pushes it toward his face, closing the small gap between you. You’re kissing him again. This time it’s messier, lacking any coordination at all.

His fingers rub your clit so fast, circling the most sensitive part of your body. Your wetness gathers on his fingers, making it easier to maintain his pace. You’re moaning into his mouth, kissing him sloppily as you concentrate on the pleasure he’s giving you.

You part your legs for him more, to which he takes advantage of. His fingers move from your clit, skipping inside of you easily.

You tilt your head back, breaking the kiss and sinking into the pillow. You let out a loud moan as he fills you up with one of his digits. It slips in easily, stretching you just enough to get used to the feeling. Your hips push up into his fingers with each movement, only making it easier for him to finger your slippery hole.

You’re moaning into his mouth, whining against his lips. “More,” you beg against his lips.

Gladly.

He pushes another finger in. You feel the burn as he stretches your tight hole. You’re so wet, his fingers slip in and out of you like it’s nothing.

His fingers are long and thick, hardly comparing to your own. Any time you’d touched yourself, it wasn’t enough. It felt good, but it was never enough to get you there. Like a good song building up to a beat drop that never came.

Mingyu however, was more than enough.

He thrusts his fingers inside of you, filling you up perfectly. His thumb finds your clit again, circling the bud again. “Fuck,” you moan.

You’re arching and pushing into his touch desperately. He feels so good. You’re moaning and whimpering, the sinful sounds filling Mingyu’s ears.

He’s beyond hard right now. His stiff cock is poking out of his pants, twitching against your thigh, straining against the fabric. He’s sure he can cum untouched, getting off on your pleasure alone.

But it’s not about him right now.

It’s about you. And how you’re whimpering his name like it’s the only word you know. How you’re being stretched open by his fingers. How you’re so fucking wet, leaking all over his bed sheets and making it easier for him to finger you. How your eyes are screwed shut and you can’t keep still. How sexy you look right now and how Mingyu never wants this to end.

However, it is, and soon. You’re beginning to feel an unfamiliar feeling build up in the pit of your stomach. The pleasure is building up and you’re nearing the edge.

“F-Fuck Mingyu,” you gasp. “I think I’m close- oh fuck.”

Mingyu’s cock twitches against your thigh again. Now he’s really excited. If you didn’t look sexy enough already, image how you’d look when you cum.

He lets out a groan in your ear, “ ‘S okay, cum for me.”

He picks up his pace, curling his fingers inside of you. He presses his fingers deep into your walls, causing you to cry out the fully go over the edge. You’re writing under his touch more, squirming incessantly. Your eyes roll into the back of your head and your hands fly down onto his.

The most sinful sounds slip from between your lips as you enter a state of bliss. The feeling is intense and unfamiliar. A few tears spill from your eyes as you ride out your orgasm. You’re moaning and gasping for breath.

This feels so fucking good.

Mingyu watches you like you’re the only thing left on earth. Watching you cum will be forever engrained in his brain.

You finally come down from your high, panting softly. Your eyes flutter open, meeting his soft gaze. He’s practically drooling, eyes glued to you like you’re the only thing that matters to him.

You are literally glowing.

“You okay?” he asks.

You nod softly. “Thank you.”

You don’t know why, but you kiss him again. You move off your back and onto your side, reconnecting your lips. It takes Mingyu by surprise, but he eventually melts into your touch.

He kisses you back softly, cupping your cheek. You caress skin, resting your hand on his jaw. His cock presses against your thigh and you’re suddenly aware of it.

Your hand travels down, ghosting over the stiffness in his pants. Before you can touch him, he grabs your wrist, stopping you. “You don’t want me to?”

He lets out a breathy chuckle. “ ‘Course I do. But you just went through a lot, you need to rest. And you said we don’t have much time today right?”

Oh yeah.

“Another lesson,” he plants a kiss on your forehead. “You wanna get cleaned up and dressed?”

You look down, remembering that your entire bottom half is completely exposed. “Oh shit I forgot.”

He chuckles. “Here, you can hop in the shower and I’ll throw your clothes and the comforter in the wash.”

He climbs off the bed, your following shortly. You enter the bathroom, ridding yourself of the rest of your clothes and sliding them under the door so Mingyu can wash them before stepping into the shower.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

When you step out of the bathroom, Mingyu is nowhere to be found. Sprawled on his bed is a set of clothes for you, one of his t-shirts, boxers, and sweatpants.

You get dressed before plopping down on his bed. Thankfully the only think you got dirty was the comforter, so he simply replaced the top layer of his bed with an old one.

You pull your laptop out of your bag, finally getting started on your assignments. A few moments later, Mingyu enters the room holding two hot cups of ramen.

“Hey, thought you might be hungry,” he hands you a cup and a pair of chopsticks.

You smile up at him. “I am, thank you. For the food and the clothes.”

“Of course,” he grins. “Anything for you kid.” He ruffles your hair before sitting at his desk.

He turns on his music and the two of you enjoy the comfortable quiet, doing your homework and eating as you wait for your clothes to finish up.

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Puppy Love

Austin Butler x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 4146

Warnings: none, lots of fluff

A/N: This is the longest fic I’ve ever written! So proud you guys, so proud! 😭😭

ALSO: MAJOR creds to my editor and bestie @i-talk-too-much for helping me!! Love you babes ❤️😘

Summary: From somewhere around you, you heard Lights, Camera, Action! and then Austin began talking. You saw his face light up with excitement - his eagerness to play with the puppies almost rivaled with the little ones in question as they tugged at their leashes, waiting to be let go.

“Bring in the puppies!” Austin declared, his hands reaching out to welcome the first boisterous puppy. Not long after, the others followed and he found himself holding and becoming acquainted with all three. You watched as he used the toys to direct their attention and made them comfortable with him. Unknowingly focusing solely on him and how natural he was with the dogs, you couldn't help but think that he looked cute with a small puppy to dote on.

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“Let’s go, people! We got a lot of equipment to set up here! Does anyone know where the dog lady is?!”

The set crew rushed around you, making sure the set was ready for their recording to start. There you stood with three squirming puppies - all of whom were excited to sniff around the new area.

The day prior, a spokesperson for Buzzfeed had called and notified you that they were doing a puppy video with another celebrity. You were their go-to for a selection of puppies. Being a worker at a shelter, you sometimes provided Buzzfeed with puppies for their videos. This time, they asked for a different breed than last time to add a hint of variety to their videos.

You periodically took in new puppies to train and took care of them. Unfortunately, the puppies from past videos got older and the only ones left were the ones you were currently fostering. You had told the PR executive the situation and they agreed to use them.

Walking into the studio with your three friendly adorable little pups, you saw the light pink background setup. Standing there taking in the scene, you didn’t notice the man coming up behind you.

“Excuse me darlin’.” The deep baritone voice held an air of calm that made you swirl your head to face him.

“Oh, sorry!” You moved aside - noticing that you were in his way standing with the three puppies. Making his way past you, he brushed your side with his, but turned back when one of the puppies trotted over to sniff his shoes.

“Oh my gosh, are these the little pups I’m gonna be playing with today?” His voice held a note of awe as he bent down to pet them. The puppy in front of him licked his palm and nuzzled his head for rubs.

“Yes, they are. They’re adorable aren’t they?” You bent down to his height and took some treats out of your fanny pack for him to give.

The sweet, handsome man became distracted before turning around to a loud voice calling him not two minutes later.

“Austin, we’re ready for you on set!" The man - Austin, it seems - raised his hand to the producer in acknowledgment and stood up.

“Alright, well, I’ll see you little guys in a bit," he spoke, his hands on his waist. Before long, he made his way to the pink background set up and sat down in front of the cameras.

From somewhere around you, you heard Lights, Camera, Action! and then Austin began talking. You saw his face light up with excitement - his eagerness to play with the puppies almost rivaled with the little ones in question as they tugged at their leashes, waiting to be let go.

Austin let out a chuckle as he tried his best to answer the questions without getting distracted by the squirming little pups. You found yourself smiling at the scene unfolding in front of you.

His eyes roamed around the studio as his mind thought through each question and multiple times, you made eye contact. The corner of his mouth quirked upwards after the third time, and he laughed to himself slightly as he gazed down at the puppy in his lap. You’re pushed back into the present when you hear one of the puppies growling at another, trying to pick a fight with his counterpart. Before you can step in, it's quickly broken up by Austin, shushing and separating the two.

As the playtime and questions went on, you quietly threw treats to get the puppies to stay near him. Realizing a few minutes into the interview, you understood that he was answering questions about his new movie and himself. You had heard about the movie Elvis from endless trailers and posts everywhere and you were going to check it out eventually, but you hadn't had the time - bouncing between sets and the shelter. Now, though, thanks to meeting the main actor, you were way more determined to see it.

Once the shooting was all wrapped up, you went over to where Austin sat and picked up the strewn toys and any leftover treats. Sitting down next to him, you took each puppy individually as you attached a leash to their collars.

“Thank you so much for letting me spend time with these little rascals.” His raspy voice once again grabbed your attention as he spoke. You sheepishly smiled while shifting your eyes away to grab more treats to give your little babies.

“It’s not a problem,” you began with a slight wobble to your voice. “They loved the attention and you were so good with them - I’d say it was well deserved and you’re more than welcome to see them anytime.” With his eyes on you as you spoke, you continued rambling. “Even though I'm the current foster for them, they’ll be brought back to the shelter to be adopted. Most of the dogs after these videos tend to get adopted fast because who wouldn’t want a dog that a celebrity has played with?” You stopped talking and you looked up to see him staring at you, fully engaged and listening to every word you were saying.

A few seconds passed as you both wordlessly looked at each other. The moment was broken after you heard his name being called from somewhere behind the cameras. Both of you turned to look at where the voice was coming from, only to see a woman walking up to the setup.

“Austin, you have some press to do in about 30 minutes. We need to get going.” The assistant’s voice was urgent while she motioned with her hands for him to get up. He nodded at her and opened his mouth in response.

“Uh- yeah, be right there. Just need a minute.” He stood from the ground and looked down at you, holding out a hand. You stared at it for a second before realizing he wanted to help you up. You clasped his hand, letting him lift you from the ground and muttering a quick ‘thank you.’ With you both standing, he turned to you about to say something, but you spoke first.

“Looks like you have to get going, don’t want to be in your way,” you spoke with an upbeat tone, portraying a false sense of ease. “I’m really glad you had fun with the pups.” A short-lived smile graced your face as you spoke those words, the nerves getting the best of you. You waved to him as you walked away, slightly tripping over the leashes. Scurrying away, a chuckle was heard behind you from across the room along with receding footsteps.

That night, you were filled with both embarrassment and giddiness as you thought back on the day. The whole day replayed in your brain on loop - unable to break from your consciousness as it pestered you about this man you had only met briefly. You weren’t usually like this with all the celebrities you’ve interacted with, but he was somehow different. With your brain tormenting you, you were most definitely going to need coffee in the morning. No way you were sleeping a wink tonight.

It was around nine in the morning that you had woken up to your blaring alarm. The puppies jumped on your bed and licked your face awake, waiting to be walked and fed. With a groan, you stood up and groggily shuffled to the bathroom to get ready for the day. The outside had nice, hot, but breezy weather, oh the puppies were gonna have the walk of their lifetime today - after you get your coffee, of course.

With your coffee in hand, you took in the scenery of the park while you walked, leashes in hand. People talking, sitting, playing, cars blaring in the distance, the sun shining, and your dogs peeing. It’s beautiful. Before you could take another sip of your coffee, your puppies pulled on their leash, almost making you spill the drink on your clothes as they forcefully dragged you to an unsuspecting individual sitting on a bench. Your heart dropped as they jumped onto his lap.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry! I didn’t think they’d recognize you.” You quickly apologized to the familiar man in front of you. Your eyes caught on the way his face shone in the sun, with his golden hair and beautiful ocean eyes, you had to admit he was a sight to behold. “Wow, but I mean who couldn’t forget you,” you flustered as the puppies attacked the poor guy’s face.

He laughed as they licked his nose and cheeks. “It’s all good. Missed these little guys, anyway.” He turned his head to where you stood and grinned at you.

Turning away to avoid his eyes, you spoke, “So Austin, how did everything go yesterday?” You tried filling in the quiet air to not make it awkward by just standing there.

“Ah, you remembered! Yeah, press went well. Just the usual answering of questions for the film,” he replied while rubbing the puppy’s belly.

“Must get tiring I assume, it’s gotta be the same old routine.”

“Yeah, but it’s worth it,” he shrugged. “I want people to see the art that came out of this movie, including the fact that Baz, the crew, and I put a lot of work into it.” His eyes crinkled as he spoke, you could see the adoration he held for the crew and castmates. The way he spoke about it warmed your heart.

“You must love what you do, don’t you?” A little smile played on your lips as you spoke, your eyes landing on one of the puppies pulling at the bottom hem of his pants. “I’ve heard you’ve got quite the talent, Mr. Butler.” The both of you chuckled at your remark. You knelt down to gently pull away the mischievous pup.

“Well, have you seen it yet? The movie that is.” He looked at you as he asked, moving his leg away to prevent the second puppy from attempting the same trick.

“No, but I really want to. It seems phenomenal just based on all the trailers I’ve seen.” You picked up the third pup and held him like a baby - he always relaxed in your hold.

“If you’d like, can we go see it together?” He got up from the bench, placing the puppy he lavished his attention on, on the ground.

“Really? Isn’t it your movie, though?” You tilted your head as you stared up at him. “Wouldn’t it be a little strange to see you act in your own movie?” He let out a breath at your amusing words, his mouth slightly curling upwards.

“Nah,” you watched as he put his hands in his pockets and rolled on the balls of his feet. “Plus, I wanna know your thoughts on the movie and get to know you better.”

“So you’re asking me out on a date. Is that right, Butler?” You give him a mischievous smirk with a hint of hope hidden in your eyes.

“A most definite one at that.” He returns your smirk with a question. “Will you allow me to accompany you home?”

“Why, yes, thank you. You are too kind,” you jest. Austin stood beside you while you sorted the tangled leashes. “You know I realized I never even properly introduced myself. I’m Y/N L/N by the way.” You looked at him beguiled and with one free hand extended for him to shake.

“A pleasure, Ms. Y/N.” He bent down to kiss the top of your hand. A chortle left you at his over-the-top display of grace.

As you walked home, you spoke more and more about your own respective careers and interests. By his side, the day had become one of the best and you had your puppies to thank for that. You were so giving them some well-deserved treats once you got home.

He walked you all the way to the entrance of your building and you both exchanged phone numbers.

“I’ll pick you up at 8 tonight and we’ll head over to the cinema, if that works for you?” At your approval, he bid you farewell and walked backward, giving you a little wave and with a dopey smile on his face.

You slowly closed the door making sure to see if he walked all the way down the block. Ducking into your building and hearing the main door click shut, you turned around slowly before squealing like a child, jumping up and down.

“I got a date, I got a date, I got a date!” You clumsily danced and sang off-tune around the hallway in your glee. Luckily no neighbors were out to witness your embarrassing display of human joy. You leaned down and picked up one of your harmless, unassuming little puppies.

“Did you hear that, fluffers? This girl has a date! And it’s all thanks to you, so treats on me boys!” You rushed into your apartment and straight into the kitchen to grab some dog biscuits to give to your adorable matchmakers. After giving them their treats, you immediately began preparing your outfit.

Before you knew it, it was already 7:55 and you heard a knock at your door. You had texted Austin your address beforehand so you had no doubt it was him. Rushing over to the door while hopping trying to get your shoes on, you flung the door open just as your foot slid in and you quickly straightened up.

“Hi! Welcome to my humble abode.” You moved aside and let him in. As soon as he stepped inside, the puppies came running and he knelt down, letting them once again lick his cheeks.

“Haha, I think they like me.” He looked up at you smiling as they pestered him to play tug-of-war. His childlike joy at seeing the puppies made your heart flutter.

“They sure do, we’ll be going in just a sec. I need to refill their food and water bowls.” You called out as you walked to the kitchen.

Walking back, you found him and the puppies sprawled on the floor, playing with toys. You swore you could faint at the sight. If you could you would have stayed right there, but you had a date to get to.

“Adorable,” you whispered as you bent down to pet one of the puppies.

He stared at you in adoration. “You look beautiful by the way.” You looked up at his words. “Right when I think you can’t get any more beautiful, you prove me wrong.” His words sounded so genuine, as if straight from the heart. You bit your lip and looked back down at your puppies.

“You don’t look so bad yourself,” you began. “I mean it, you’re handsome. Just look at you: a model - a sculpture from the gods.” You laughed as he flipped imaginary hair over his shoulders and jovially posed. After a moment, he checked his watch and stood up.

“Wow, we gotta get goin’.” You once again accepted his outstretched hand and he helped you up. You both dusted off your clothes, then moved towards the door. Opening it for you, he stepped aside and let you exit first. You quickly shut and locked the door and you were off to the theater.

Once there, he insisted on buying the tickets, but you returned the favor by paying for the popcorn. Sitting in your seats, you dug out from your bag some water bottles and a bunch of candy, earning an amused look from your date.

“You never fail to surprise me,” he says, reaching for some of your sweets.

The movie starts and it's beautiful: the cinematography, the music, the storytelling - you were sucked in and you didn’t even know it.

Scene after scene, you were more and more invested. The popcorn was being munched on furiously as the drama unfolded in front of you. You were so enthralled by Austin’s acting that you couldn’t tell it was him, but rather that it was Elvis. He was incredible.

At first, when you saw the girls hollering for him, you laughed and slightly cringed at the sight, but when it got to the Trouble scene, you ate your words. That scene awoke something you didn’t know you had in you. Just like those girls, you understood what they were feeling. You were squirming a little in your chair, squeezing your hands tight against the edge of the armrest…you were horny.

What you didn’t realize was that Austin was watching your every move. He wasn’t expecting your reaction, but when he saw it, he smiled and brought his lips close to your ear.

“You okay?” He whispered in a sultry hushed voice, almost teasing you.

You whipped your head to look at him. “Yeah, I’m fine - great! The movie is amazing, and damn I’m gonna regret saying this later, but you are fucking hot.”

He took in what you just said to him and chuckled lowly.

“And so are you.” He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and kissed lightly under your ear.

Your cheeks warmed up at the gesture and you continued watching the movie in bliss. That was, until the ending.

It was the scene where Elvis is saying goodbye to his daughter and Priscilla for the last time. A beautiful rendition of Can’t Help Falling In Love is playing in the background and it’s just so heartbreaking. You found yourself crying as the sky fades to Elvis singing Unchained Melody for the last time. What an ending. You had never felt such a strong emotion or attachment to a movie before, but this took the cake.

He heard your sniffles and looked at you with concern. “You alright there, sweetheart?”

“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to cry. It’s just- it's so sad, the life he lived.” You brought your hands up to rub at your eyes, scrubbing the tears away. “This movie was something else, Austin. You and everyone there altogether have a talent I’ve never seen before. You’re incredible.” You spoke from deep down in your heart.

He cradled your face in his hands, wiping the stubborn tears away. “Thank you, truly. It meant a lot to me that you can see that.” He smiled at you.

“You’re amazing, Y/N. Like no one I’ve ever seen or met. I could kiss you.” He looked at you in adoration as he held your puffy face.

You didn’t hold back and went for the kiss. You grabbed onto the collar of his jacket, putting every emotion you felt into it and he did just the same. Your lips melded with his, moving in such a swift motion that you thought you could stay like this forever.

After a few moments, you pulled away from the kiss catching your breath. Leaning your foreheads against each other, you both grinned from ear to ear.

“Come on, it’s about time I walked you home,” he said to you as he leaned in for a quick peck.

The both of you got up and walked out the theater giddy and holding hands - like two teenagers who just started dating. It was the best feeling in the world. You had never felt this much comfort and happiness in any of your relationships before, more importantly on the first date. They were always awkward, but Austin made you feel okay to just be yourself.

As you walked around the streets of the city on the beautiful summer night, there were people and music playing all around. A woman was playing the violin on the corner of the street so Austin turned to you and asked for your hand. Coincidentally, she switched to playing Love Me Tender by the one and only Mr. Elvis Presley.

You started to slow dance with him on that street corner lit up by fairy lights hanging around. Maybe it was too early to think this way, but looking into his eyes shining in the light and the atmosphere around you, you felt safe. You felt frozen in a state of pure joy. This was love - you knew it and he did too.

Austin took your hand and twirled you around, catching your waist. He leaned down to plant a soft kiss on your lips. The sight of the moment unfolding in front of you left you breathless.

“Wow, Austin, you are something else.” You smiled.

He shyly grinned at your comment, lifting you back up to your feet. Wrapping an arm around your waist, he turned to the violinist and gave her a 20 in thanks.

It wasn’t long before you made it back to your apartment. You were leaning against your door in the hallway, hands wrapped around his neck, fingers tangled in his hair, kissing him as if your life depended on it. His hands were on your waist once more and he was getting more and more comfortable with your lips against his - you didn't think he’d ever stop.

You released yourself from the kiss, mouth slightly open and lips swollen. His lips were glistening in the poorly lit hallway. He was oh so beautiful.

“This date was like nothing I’ve ever been on before. Thank you, Austin,” you told him truthfully, your hands resting on his shoulders.

“I’m glad you feel that way because I’d like to take you on another one. I really like you, Y/N.” Your cheeks hurt from how wide your grin was from his confession.

“I would love to go on another date with you and hopefully many more. I really like you too.” You sighed softly into the humid air and kissed him good night. You waited for him to get into the elevator and blew him a quick little kiss. He smiled lovingly and caught it like the loveable dork he was.

A couple of months passed and you’d gone on plenty more dates with Austin since you’d met him. Everything had been going just swimmingly, but unfortunately, today was the day you had to part with your little pups, who weren’t exactly little anymore.

When you went to work at the shelter that day and brought your cherished babies, you teared up a little at the thought of parting with them. You had been through so much with these little guys and they had brought you the best boyfriend in the world. This was definitely going to be tough.

After getting them settled, a bell rang signifying a customer had entered. Finishing up with the last pup, you yelled out, “just a minute!”

You walked over to the counter, dusting off your clothes, and looked up at the new arrival. Your eyes lit up at the sight of your boyfriend.

“Oh, hey, baby. What are you doing here? You didn’t tell me you were coming by,” you said to him a little surprised.

“Yeah, I’m just here to pick up-” He walked over to your puppies. “-these guys.”

“What?” You looked at him, taken aback.

“Yeah, I’m adopting them,” he spoke nonchalantly, smiling an impish grin.

“You are!” You replied, jumping for joy. “No way! Really? Oh my gosh! I love you, I love you, I love you!” You ran into his arms, attacking his face in kisses.

“I’ll come by your place all the time, then,” you said, your tone full of mirth.

“Well, you won’t have to, since…” His voice dropped into a smooth rumble as he slightly pulled back and looked at you. “Y/N, will you move in with me?” He looked nervous, as if uncertain of your answer, but still held a hopeful look in his eyes.

“Oh, Austin! I would love to live with you!” You moved your hands up, holding his face in your palms and brought him in for a soft kiss, still engulfed in his arms. After a moment, he pulled away and lightly tapped his forehead against yours.

“Great, I’ll have movers come by to help you bring your stuff to my place.”

You got the adoption papers ready to be signed and quickly walked to the back to return with the three dogs. Walking out of the shelter while smiling happily, with the dogs pulling you both was more than anything you could have ever wished for. And it was all thanks to those puppies.

#austin butler x reader #austin butler fanfiction #austin butler #austin butler x y/n #austin butler x you #austin butler fic #elvis #elvis movie #elvis 2022

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mazeinthemiroh · 1 year

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could you do the same idol s/o who’s the ace in their group but with them also being the leader and with txt please

txt with an s/o being an ace in their idol group

genre: general; idol! reader

warnings: none

thanks for your request! please like and reblog if you enjoy <3

soobin

always has a massive smile on his face when you're performing. gosh, he loves watching you performing; dancing up there on the stage, doing something you love. and there have been plenty of times he cried during one of your ballads because it was just so emotional and you looked angelic up there ;-;

yeonjun

he's actually super competitive with you 💀 i know right, shocking. no he admires you so much and thinks you're amazing but likes to challenge you here and there because... well that's just what he's like! in fact, you both do it to each other. a friendly rivalry, in a way. although it can get quite heated at times...

beomgyu

always seen cheering you on at award shows; he's literally your biggest fan. when your group is on the stage the cameraman tends to pan to him because he's always screaming your lyrics or dancing to your group's choreography enthusiastically, which everyone seems to find hilarious and endearing at the same time <3

taehyun

thinks you're awesome and most definitely brags about going out with you to other idols. because you are known for being, not just the ace in your group, but also one of the most talented idols out there, he is just so proud of you and always praises you to other people, expressing his deep admiration for you.

hueningkai

you debuted after him, so he had your back even before you were an idol. now? being the ace of your group? his heart is overwhelmed with pride. he got to see you grow into the amazingly talented person you are today and he could not be happier for you. he also loves the fact you share the same job as he does!

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newjeansimagine · 1 year

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3. Embarassing

All y/n ever wanted was to people leave her alone. When she was 13 she had her first crush and even though all of her friends were developing crushes on boys, y/n's first crush was a girl. At first she got scared, all of the girls her age were talking about boys, but everything she was daydreaming about was the girl with braces who used to be her neighbor in Australia.

When she reached 16, her parents noticed how she was going on dates with boys only to pleases them, but she always talked about how pretty the girls in her swimming class were. They always made it clear that they supported the daughter whom she chose to love, boy or girl, Y/N couldn't be more grateful to have them.

After that, y/n had some affairs, she was kinda popular between girls and she knew it. She was having a nice highschool, and everyone on her last school was ok with her dating and kissing girls. She never really faced a problem with people being against it or something, she lived on a privilege bubble.

So now it was shocking that the people of her new school were staring and whispering about her in the halls. She knew something was wrong, she just doesn't knew what. It was kinda sad that she didn't had any friend in South Korea yet, but y/n were trying to see things by a positive way. She was new, from another country, of course people would be a little resistent to befriend with her. She was trying to be chill about it and not let it hurt her, it was just her second day, she like to think would be fine.

Walking around the school again, she saw a girl staring at her and hiding behind the wall. It was a tall girl, but she was definitely younger, she was kinda cute trying to be discreet. Y/N found it a little strange, and kept her way to the class, that was untill she trips over someone. She felt some books falling to her feet and mumbled in pain from their weight. She bent down, picking up a few, and was startled when the person in front of her bent down as well, pulling the books from her hand. When she looked forward, Y/N stared at a girl with long dark hair with an annoyed expression on her face. She tried to say something, but before she could, the other glared at her, muttering in irritation.

"I'm so-" Y/N tried to say but the other one was faster.

"Well, that was a great way to start the day" she said, not in friendly way.

Y/N tryed to break the ice.

"At least your books passed the resistence test" she joked, but the other one didn't smiled.

"is this funny for you?" She said and y/n swallowed hard trying not to look even more stupid as she felt.

The other didn't even waited for an answer, she just entered the classroom Y/N was about to go. Gosh, it felt like her day was already ruined when she entered the room and saw the girl whisper something in her table friend's ear, and both gave a look at her.

Y/N felt like she was in a movie. One of those where the protagonist have a really bad introduction, where everyone just seems to hate her for no reason at all. That made her silently go to her table avoiding those girls as much as possible. Y/N couldn't tell if her imagination was leading her to overthink things, but she usually didn't care much about other people opnions about her, she was never the type to get sad in the classroom. So why did she feel so out of place righ now? Before she had friends, and knew the language, and could comunicate, but now... she's just this? The new girl that no one likes?

And that girl? Why was she so rude to her? Like, only cause she had this long perfect hair, and those deep dark eyes? Only cause she was so stylish for an ordinary day in school? Only cause she had a tiny and a delicate face? Or maybe cause her perfume was so good that she think everyone would want to get it?

Y/N was starting to get sad when someone sit close next to her. It was a beautiful girl who was sitting at another table yesterday, why did she sit next to Y/N today?

Y/N didn't cared much. She looked at the girl and forced a smile, not expecting her to get reply back, but unexpectedly, the other girl gave her the most warm smile ever, almost washing away all the Y/N's anxiety.

"Hi" Y/N said in Korean, the other one smiled more.

For a moment Y/N just felt like everyone was staring at them, she looked over only to confirm what she already knew, noticing that the girl she'd tripped over in the hall was also staring at them.

"Hi" she respounded in english, and Y/N felt so thankful "I'm Wonyoung" she said, extending her right hand towards her.

Y/N grabbed her hand to shake it.

"I'm Y/N". She said simply, feeling good for the first time in that day.

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This isn't fan clan related, but I'm curious. If you were to take the four clans (excluding SkyClan) and make them more unique, how would you do it? What I mean is what physique would you give ThunderClan? What distinctive skill would you give RiverClan? Will you give WindClan special customs? What about ShadowClan?

Gosh this is gonna be a long one. It's entirely possible I have answered something like this in the past, and if I have, and this answer is changed from that... well people grow and change too. So let's see what my thoughts are on the clan today. First off, I would focus on what miniscule stuff we get in the books and expand on it. Thunderclan - A very martial society, your rank is earned primarily based on your physical abilities, fighting, hunting, etc. I imagine their ceremonies and expectations revolve around that. They are loud, proud, obnoxious in some ways. They are... almost like Americans with how patriotic they are. Only partially kidding. They are the ones most likely to uphold the strictest niceties of the code, or pretend to anyway. Culturally, they are very into the mythos of heros, telling grand stories of cats who came before, and their exploits, and they value their lineage greatly. Oh, this hero was my sire's great great grandfather, and he did this. It also shows up in their naming conventions, as many kits are named after past heros, or cats the parents respected or want their kits to be like. Aside from attitude, they have skills primarily geared towards their forest environment. They should be able to climb trees, navigate through dense underbrush, and fight off the more abundant predators. As a result, bigger, tougher cats have thrived, whereas the smaller slimmer body types are not considered as attractive and are not as well represented. Scars are considered the height of beauty, as they show off the strength and prowess of a cat. It means they fought something and survived. Windclan - With the introduction of the tunnelers in the special edition, I feel like there's an interesting dichotomy to be found in Windclan. Ultimately, as much as I like it, and even would like to explore it, I feel like there was good reasoning for the tunnelers to be done away with. That said, those skills could be repurposed. To me, what marks Windclan is its ability to be adaptable.

With all its open spaces, I think Windclan would be well served as a semi-nomadic group, that has one or two different camps that it moves between based on the weather and prey density. For the winter, I imagine they shelter in a system of caves, which are maintained and cared for by a small group of tunnelers. In summer, they have an above ground camp, set at a somewhat high point in the territory, where they wouldnt get flooded out during a storm. As a result, cats are taught a wide set of skills. The clan works together at every step of the way, and a take down larger and faster pray like rabbits as a result. Windclan cats are used to traveling long distances, and being friendly with outsiders for a variety of reasons, information on movements of other cats or groups of them and food sources for example. I see Windclan as having the biggest territory, but also the sparsest when it comes to prey and population. Windclan is a very collaborative clan, they sing and tell stories to pass the time as they travel, building on one another for fantastical tales that bring hope and excitement during the bleaker times. They revere the stars, and the wind, and use the sky as their guide to travel. Their spirituality is focused on Starclan as a group, rather than individuals. There are many intricate stories and rituals that the clan performs under the stars, each season and each moon. Names hold great meaning, but are also often ethereal and based on feeling, rather than any particular meaning.

Because of the need to be agile, and survive long distances of travel, sleeker, smaller cats have thrived in the clan, as they require less food and are quick on their paws. Windclan cats rarely meet an enemy head on or one on one, using their agility to ambush and confuse any source of danger. Shadowclan - An ever practical clan, I see Shadowclan as having the smallest and least desirable territory, meaning this clan does what must be done. They are willing to bend the code if they need, in order to get what they want. At the same time, they are fiercely loyal to friends and family. Not necessarily the clan as an image, but the ones they care about. If you are looking for innovation, clever resolutions to problems, and independence of thought, Shadowclan is where you will find it. They'll propose puzzles to solve around the fresh kill pile to keep their minds sharp. There's little fear in this clan, nor much room for being picky. If something is edible, you take it, you bring it back.

Shadowclan often find themselves being called sneaky or duplicitous because they are willing to compromise the code, or use others to get what is needed for the clan to thrive, but really, its about survival. No hard feelings. They've learned to hide, to watch, to learn, that ambush and guerilla tactics are far more effective, and less likely to lose a clan member, than head on confrontation. As such, dark pelts are preferred, but otherwise, if it helps you survive? Thats all that matters.

To some of the other clans they appear irreverent, but to Shadowclan, its just common sense. Starclan isnt alive right now, they are gone. Sure they might be able to help, but might not. Cant rely on them and wait for them to help. Its better to do it yourself. The same can be said for names. Prefixes arent given much value, based only on material things, but your suffix? Thats what defines you, as it shows the skills and challenges you went through to get your name. There's often a fierce competition amongst apprentices to not end up with the same suffix, to be the best in the group at certain things. Riverclan - Riverclan are the epitome of work smarter, not harder. They have the most prosperous territory of the four, with a mostly guaranteed food source throughout the majority of the year, aside from the coldest winter months when things freeze over. The clan makes it its business to know everything there is to know about water, how it flows and pools, how to swim, how to manipulate its direction for the clan's benefit. All kits are taught how to swim from as young as possible. It's said that Riverclan apprenticeships are the hardest of the clans, as apprentices are expected to learn a lot, and take on a lot of responsibility. But once you become a warrior, you are much more prepared and settled, confident in your abilities. And by being aware of their skills and limitations, it allows warriors to know what they have to do, and how long it takes, and allows them the time to relax after. Many warriors seem lazy or childish, because they are reliving the childhood they never had, now that they are old enough to do so. But having the most prosperous food source, also makes Riverclan targets. They have developed a reputation of silver tongues, but also of being pushovers. At the same time, while other clan war far more frequently, Riverclan find themselves the peace makers and neutral arbiters. They are generous with their food and their resources in times of need, leaving other clans often in debt to them.

The physical traits that make a Riverclan cat effective, are thick fur to protect the body from cold water, and an ability to store fat easily. When Riverclan cats do end up in a fight, they don't back down or hide, they take others on directly, their fur and extra padding a layer of protection.

Their worship of starclan is rather traditional, but also not fanatic. They invoke Starclan for blessings regarding the weather, ask them to intercede about rain and storms. There is a belief that Starclan, like the stars reflecting on water, are reflecting in the living cats. Some Riverclan cats even whisper about reincarnations, that just like water comes from the sky, and returns to it, so do cats and their spirits. This means that like Thunderclan, many cats are named for cats from before, or names that have to do with water in its many forms. Well, I said it was gonna be a long one, and boy howdy it is. I havent written on canon clans for a hot minute, but I could probably expand and think on this more, I might never stop if I started though. Maybe this will give others some inspiration!

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starxluv · 1 year

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||Kaede and Korekiyo with a Obsessive/Stalker G/N Reader

i guess you could take this in a yandere sense if you want to 🤷‍♀️

oh yeah, and I’m making this take place in the killing game

Kaede Akamatsu 🎹💗

On the first day that you guys met, you were a bit too ‘clingy’.

It was odd, but she just assumed that you were just being overly friendly and acted like that with everyone.

Well, she didn’t exactly see you interact with anyone else but her.

In the morning, you were always standing at the door of her dorm room.

“Good morning Kaede! I see you’re ready to head to the dining hall, we should go there together!”

“Er…How long have you been standing here?”

“About 30 minutes.”

The odd thing about it is that you seemed to not notice anything wrong with the way you acted.

“You don’t see anything weird about that?”

Kaede asked you, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

“Nope!” You exclaimed as you grabbed her hand and started walking towards the school.

She was definitely feeling fear rise in her stomach, what was stopping you from killing her on the spot?

“You look so cute today! Did you do something new with your hair?”

Kaede was surprised, she did infact do a new thing with her hair. But, it was very hard to see.

“Wow, you really pay attention to me that much? I’m flattered, Y/N.”

“Of course I do! I watch you every single day.”

That’s when Kaede stopped walking, all of the alarms went off in her head.

“W-watch me? What do you mean ‘you watch me daily’?”

“Well, I watch you play piano, talk to Shuichi, sleep-“

“SLEEP?” Kaede cut you off once she heard that you watch her sleep.

“Not only are those things you just mentioned you weren’t there for. But, sleep?! What the fuck…?”

“Of course I watch you sleep, doesn’t everyone watch people rest?”

“NO. No, no, no! Only creeps do that.”

“Oh. Good thing I’m not a creep.”

She looked up at you, stepping away slowly.

“Sorry about this, but I think it’s best if I walk to the dining hall…alone…”

“Aww, why?”

You asked as she sprinted away from you.

Little did she know, this wasn’t the last she’d see you at her front door.

Korekiyo Shinguji📚

He thought you were very ‘interesting’.

That’s his replacement word for weird af.

Nobody really paid any attention to him, but you did.

He was very observant of his surroundings, and well, you weren’t the best at hiding.

“Y/N, what are you doing?”

He looked at you dead in the eye as you were trying to hide in a bush.

“……just living life….”

He feels flattered that you’re so interested in him, It’s very unusual for him.

(i’m trying so goddamn hard not to make this NSFW 😩)

He didn’t even introduce himself to you, yet you were already all over him.

“Kukuku, your rather ‘special’ nature makes you all the more beautiful.”

Though, he does get annoyed by it sometimes. Especially when he’s trying to do something in private.

—————————————————————————-

Korekiyo was planning his infamous ‘seesaw attack’ as he messed with the floorboards.

“Hey Kiyo!”

He turned around as he saw you standing right behind him with a big grin on your face.

“W-what the-? How did you get in?! I locked the door!”

“I couldn’t get in so I took off the door, duh!”

Kiyo looked behind you to see that you quite literally used a screwdriver to unscrew the door off.

“Anyways, what are you doing?”

He knew he couldn’t actually tell you what he was doing, that would fuck up his entire plan.

But, he was very aware of your obsession with him, so perhaps you could help him.

“Hm, well Y/N, I’m working on an ‘experiment’ with these floorboards. I’m trying to see if they’re are capable of harming a human being.”

“Of course they’re capable of harming people, Kiyo. I’m not stupid. Tell me the truth.

Gosh darn it, he really did think that excuse would work with you.

It felt like his only option was to tell you the truth, if you didn’t want to help afterwards, he could just kill you.

“If you insist, I shall give you the truth, I’m setting up a murder trap.”

You stared at him, thinking to yourself if you should, run or stay.

It wasn’t completely morally correct to stay and help, but you stalking him proved that you barely have morals.

“Can I help?”

“Of course, Y/N.”

Korekiyo proceeded to win the killing game and live a good life. You died with all the others.

#kaede x reader #kaede akamatsu x reader #drv3 kaede #korekiyo shinguji #korekiyo shinguuji #korekiyo shinguuji x reader #drv3 korekiyo #korekiyo x reader #danganronpa v3 #danganronpa

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aclowntiny · 7 months

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Enhypen as Meet-Cutes!

I know I said I wasn’t really writing for them anymore since people weren’t super into it, but I was obsessed with this idea & I love my boys! Enjoy this buffer while I recover 🥺

Jungwon: Caugh in the rain! You’re frozen there beneath the store awning, heart sinking fast at the flash downpour before you. It came without warning, so you had no umbrella. Aware as you were of your doom, you couldn’t bring yourself to step out into the cold, wet torrent… “Here, need to share with me?” Like an angel, a young man in a white sweater appears before you, umbrella in hand and dimpled smile on face. Heart thumping, you agree, and thanking him multiple times disappear into the storm at his side. Ducking as tight as you were beneath the little shield, you couldn’t help but flush whenever you brushed together. “Thank you, er-” “Jungwon.” “Jungwon,” you smile, “you’re really my angel today.”

Heeseung: Waterslide! You’re at the water park with a few friends, climbing with relish up the steps to the split slide. One side has a big contraption that sends you off with a huge push from a tank of water, and the other uses the natural flow of gravity. You’re thinking about how you prefer the natural one when the guy next to you in line bursts out something about his version being ‘extreme’. “You like being a stomp rocket better?” “Who wouldn’t? It makes you go down faster. Better than going up!” That makes you laugh. “You have a fun way of thinking about things.” “Thank you. You must be one for the classics.” The waterslide attendants give you mats, lay you down a ways apart. “My name is Heeseung.” “(y/n). Nice to meet-” The water overtakes you both. “yoooooouuuuuuuuuu!!!!” You scream as you both drop, laughing as you plan to meet in the dropoff pool.

Jay: Busking! You can’t help stopping to watch the handsome guy playing his guitar on the sidewalk. His fingers effortlessly strum the acoustic strings, and the focus in his face is very becoming. Though he’s quiet, passion radiates from his very person, and when he looks up at you, he gives you a little side smile that has your heart turning. Even if you aren’t usually one to flirt, something about this man asks for it. Between songs, you nod to his designer jacket and the chain around his neck. “That looks a little nice for you to have to busk,” you tease. His eyes widen endearingly, but he catches himself. “I’m not busking for money,” he replies, “music has just been my dream for a long time.” “Oh yeah?” You ask, tilting your head. “Tell me about that.”

Jake: Dog at the park! You’re strolling merrily along the grass when suddenly a gorgeous border collie bounds up to you. “Oh, hi,” you stutter with a smile, tentatively reaching out a hand for the friendly-looking pup to sniff. She is eager for pets, you can tell, so you stroke her soft fluff happily before realizing she has a purple harness on pressing out the floof and a thin black leash is dangling from her. “Are you a runaway?” You ask her in a bit of a babying tone. “Let’s go find your family, huh?” Urging her forward, you walk the collie down the lane you were on, following the direction she went in. Funding her family doesn’t take long, as a young man about your age bounds up to you. “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry! Layla here got free and decided to have a romp on me, didn’t you girl?” The boy fakes a stern expression and a finger wag that has you laughing, his face turning quickly back into a smile. “I’m Jake, by the way. Thanks for taking Layla back.”

Sunghoon: Same café order! You see a mug that looks quite like your order at the end of the baristas’ counter and make a beeline, but the moment your hand closes around it it bumps another set of fingers. Looking up, a handsome man is peering pensively at you. “Oh, is this yours? It looks just like mine, sorry,” you loosened your grip on the white porcelain. “I was about to say the same to you- maybe we just got the same thing,” he replies, and all you can think is that you like the sound of his voice, “but you can have that one, I’ll wait for the next.” “Thank you. They need to call names at this place!” You giggle, picking your drink up carefully. “Exactly,” the dark-haired man agrees with a nod, “then I wouldn’t have to ask yours.”

Sunoo: You dropped something! Those are the exact words you hear shouted from behind you as you stroll down the sidewalk, turning on your heels to see an eager-faced young man barreling after you. “This scarf is yours, right? I saw it fall from your bag!” It had been warm in the café you’d sat in, so it had been unwound and stuck hastily in your bag. Very hastily, apparently. Taking it, you smile at your savior’s infectious grin of excitement that he caught you. He has uniquely beautiful eyes, you notice, eyes that are still fixed on you. “So, you were just in there, huh?” He nods toward the café. “What did you get?”

Ni-Ki: Tripping and falling! It was a total accident, so your heart dropped as your bottle spilled in seeming slow-mo onto a complete stranger. Luckily it was just water, but still the poor guy’s shirt got drenched. It was a white shirt, too, and he flushed as you looked pointedly up. “I’m so sorry! Let me grab some of the tissues in my bag. Not that that’ll do much, but please let me-” “It’s ok,” he reassures you with a sweet smile, pulling off to the side of the gym, “it feels kind of good. Good way to cool off, you know?” “Still,” you waved a hand over him, still peering into his eyes, “let me make it up to you. Please. I’ll buy you a drink or a snack or something.” The young man nods, still smiling. “Alright, if that’ll make you feel better. I- I’m Riki, by the way.”

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen reactions #enhypen x reader #enhypen scenarios #jungwon #heeseung #jay #jake #sunghoon #sunoo #ni-ki #fluff #enhypen x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader

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I read your post yesterday about if - and how- mad the Bridgertons will be once they know Penelope is LW. You said 50/50… And i’m still confused about your reasoning, because i feel like you don't mention all.. so I decided to send you this message, and I hope you'll respond :-).

You talk about limited impact? How about her being cruel and malicious towards Marina to make herself feel better. (she could've just told Colin, left him a secret note if she was too afraid, why ruin her????) If they kill off Marina later on, it’s due to Penelope’s actions, because Colin would’ve married and they could’ve been happy. Colin probably would be because in s2 he was still in love with her. Also: how is calling Kate a beast and betraying your (best)friend like that, okay??? The Bridgerton’s should be very angry and i’ll hope they will be.

You know I debated on if I should answer this today, considering that I usually answer oldest to newest and there are more than 20 asks ahead of you as we speak.

But you had to go and send a message like this on a monday Morning. (my side of the hemisphere) right before I had my daily dose of chamomile tea, and gosh, I kept wondering what kind of person sends a message this strange on a Monday morning.

My answers came up as follows 1) Someone who got cero sleep on Sunday night and the day before 2) someone who hasn't been treated very nicely by their surroundings in real life 3) Someone who obviously didn't realize their message would reach me on Monday morning, Theory #4) that's the one that would be mildly offensive to hear because there's a chance I may be right about the kind of negative people you've been surrounding yourself by

Admittedly I may be projecting, after all I was kinda sleep deprived when I wrote the post you were talking about. So I went again and read it...And I still don't get what you're talking about. I sounded pretty logical to my ears.

Because remember, the post asked if I thought the Bridgertons would be mad at Penelope, not if I thought her actions were right or wrong.

Note that as a viewer and as a woman I don't hate Marina, I think she's a pretty neat and pragmatic character. But you're about to hear the protective sibling in me throw some Marina slader around. So stop reading and skip this post.

Because this is from the perspective of a protective sibling. Not from the perspective of a woman, or an omniscient viewer, or a friend, or your friendly neighborhood spiderman.

Here's the thing anon, I get that you sound like you don't have siblings over the age of 17 but I do. And moreover I'm very protective and loving towards my siblings. So here's my humble perspective since you were left confused about my reasoning:

If one of my brothers was about to be duped into marrying someone who didn't love him and she was planning on making him take responsibility for children he had no hand in creating. The person who let the gossip out about her, wouldn't be the bad guy in my eyes. Rather, the girl who tried to dupe my brother would. (whether that girl's life was destroyed or not, would be irrelevant, because I care about MY BROTHER, not some stranger who tried to trick him into marriage).

Actually add that to my list of questions dear reader. Why did Daphne care more about Marina than Colin in s1 again? and why does Eloise?. Because as a person, they don't know her or her tragic backstory from Eve, and Colin is their brother, who they're supposed to have loved since diapers.

I'm with Anthony and Benedict on this one. I think the concerned sibling in me, wins out on the women supporting women side of me. If siding with the woman in the situation means my brother gets lied to by some girl who doesn't love him and tricked into step fathering kids. I don't care that my brother loved the girl, she didn't love HIM, and my brother deserves to be loved. So hear me, I'm picking the side that gets my brother out of that mess even if he ends up heartbroken.

And if it turns out that years down the line, that same person who spread gossip about that girl. Ended up marrying said brother. I still wouldn't think she's the bad guy.

Actually I'd probably be more angry if I had to endure a sister in law who tricked my brother into marrying her, despite not loving him and being pregnant with another man's baby.... But If you're okay with a sister in law like that and think your brother would be happy in that marriage, well, that's on you anon.

Me? I'd be pushing my brother to divorce that person as soon as I found out she doesn't love him and lied to him about it.

There's no accounting for one sibling taste in women, but if I had to chose between two evils, I'll take the sister in law who likes to publish people's dirty in her gossip column. Because if worse comes to worse, at least I know that one loves my brother and thinks honesty is the best policy. whatever methods of telling truth she may use. We may even get along in that aspect.

Also If my sister's best friend, published an article about her on the news that said she was hanging out with political radicals in a red light district on the day of MY wedding or any of our sibling's wedding. I wouldn't think my sister's best friend was out of line. I would be ripping off my wedding dress and holding my sister accountable for her behavior. AND then, after talking to my sister, I'd get mad at her best friend for not talking to me about it. But I'd definitely understand why she wouldn't. Because she's my sister's best friend, not mine and I'm older and I've given her no reason to think I'd believe her.

I think the only thing I'd realistically be mad at, would be if that girl spread gossip about one of my sisters not being good enough as a diamond for suitors to be flocking at her side, without my sister ever doing anything to deserve it. Because yeah, that wouldn't fly in my book. That's hurting my siblings feelings just because another one of my siblings is scaring away all her prospects and that's not her fault.

If the girl that's marrying my brother had her fun spreading gossip about people who aren't me and my family. I realistically wouldn't be mad at her. Not really. Why would I be?

Furthermore if she called my brother's girlfriend a beast, before that woman was even my brother's girlfriend, why would I be angry about it, it's not like I knew my brother liked that person back then.

So when I say it's a 50/50 what I mean to say is that to big families gossip is really easy to get over when there's another thing for people to talk about later on.

Yes people usually remember stuff 20 years down the line, but in big families we all know the aunt or the girlfriend or the cousin who used to be a gossip before she married in (the cult) the family. There's the uncle who has tattoos, and the other one who was in a country band. Everyone who marries in, had their own past, so chill.

In fact if you're from a big tight knit family, we all know stuff from everybody, and yeah we all gossip about it. Doesn't mean we love each other any less, or that we wouldn't beat up anyone who lets the story outside the family walls. But if my sister got caught by a paparazzi sneaking out of our brother's wedding to go to a political rally, excuse me but I'll hold her accountable, not the press, and then maybe I'll have a laugh with my mom about it when the fuss dies down. that's just how families are, or maybe that's just my experience with mildly functional ones.

I can't be the only one from a big family who wouldn't be mad if my brother ended up marrying Lady Whistledown. Because gossip comes and goes. But if someone really loves your sibling and you all as his family by extension, a lot of stuff can be forgiven, including what that girl has said in her gossip column.

But maybe that's just me. Dear readers with siblings you don't totally hate (and maybe even love). give me your opinion.

#from a sibling perspective #me channeling Anthony #colin bridgerton #penelope featherington #ft penelope doesn't need a redemption arc #polin #on a monday morning? really?

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