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blues824 · 3 months

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Heya bestie I mostly request a lot of females but this one is for the lads.

Akaza In the remarried empress

🏀Just imagine how a man like akaza would react he drinks his respects woman juice daily and the remarried empress is set in a medival setting so sadly woman rights are different.

🥊Like her is a childhood friend of heinley(that's how heinley got so much respect in this story for most women except rattrash ) and Duke ergi is just on the border of being his friend because of the bad luck he gives to woman.

🏀He came along with heinley the the new year Ball and people instantly knew who he was he is known in the western kingdom for his recpect to women and his brutalness towards weaker men.

🥊Akaza being surrounded by women and wanting to talk to him because they see him as a good man and they want to see if its tru he is the most respected man in the western kingdom and its tru he treats them with so much respect they fall in love.

🏀I can see the akaza reader being pissd of with sovieshit how he misteats navier for a woman who has the personality of a mere child instead of making her his concubine he could have given her a better place and gets her away from her status as slave.

🥊Imagen when sovieshit pulled the sword on heinley for "slandering his womans image " he accepts the dual and beats the shit out of sovieshit and tells him that he needs to respect all women not just one especially a woman he cheats one especially when he has a wife.

🏀I see rattrash wanting to pull him on her side by talking shit about navier that she is infertile and that doesn't make her a woman only for him to explain that she is a well respected woman and instead of being hateful to navier she needs to hate sovieshit for not hepling her how she deserves.

🥊Rattrash then talking to Duke ergi and him explaining that he beat his woman respect vision in to him when he was a child along with heinley "that's why her is a gentleman towards her "

🏀and her hearing stories of him beating women their abusive husband for hurting their wives and that he got away with it because he is so loved in the western kingdom and explains one time there was a riot because he was jailed by a noble and that even the king of the western kingdom was pissd.

🥊Meanwhile navier hears from heinley how he whoud never treat women like sovieshit does to him because of his friend akaza she knows about his story and reputation and is glad that he is friends with heinley.

🏀Later on navier gets married whit heinley and akaza visits and said if he becomes like sovieshit to tell him so he will beat the lesson of respecting women into heinley and heinley sweating in the bg.

Does not include Kosair or the Grand Duke Kaufman or Duke Ergi.

Sovieshu Vict

You were a noble in the Western Kingdom, right hand man to King Wharton III. Your reputation preceded you as a man of great respect when it came to women. The swarm of women around you was basically a dead giveaway. However, instead of ushering them away, you addressed each by name and you promised each of them a dance… that was unless they were married. You were not about to make other men angry and cause a disturbance of the peace.

However, when you saw Empress Navier upset with the Emperor, who was dancing with another woman, any thought of respect for His Imperial Majesty flew out the window. Instead, you went to Heinrey, in whom you could see the lovesickness, and you ushered him towards Her Imperial Majesty. You knew your friend like the back of your hand, and if anyone would treat her right, it would be Heinrey.

A few days later, when the prince got in trouble for “slandering Rashta’s image”, you took his place in the hypothetical duel. After all, you were the most expendable option here, as you were no heir to the throne. However, in order to prevent any fatal harm, you offered to bring Sovieshu to fisticuffs instead of a swordfight. Needless to say, it ended with him being bruised and you being scratch-free. You hadn’t studied martial arts for nothing, after all.

Of course, this is when the story of you being thrown in jail for nearly beating an abusive man to death. You had seen the fear in his children’s and wife’s eyes, and you couldn’t take it. The King had enough with your anger issues and threw you into prison, but there was a huge riot within the Western Kingdom. Because it was disturbing day-to-day life, you were let out with a large warning and a criminal record. However, you managed to charm the Queen, befriending her in the process, which made her a valuable ally.

Rashta

She had never heard of you, but by the way that all the ladies at the New Year’s Party were swarming you, she judged that you were a good man. That being said, she definitely did want to talk to you. However, Sovieshu kind of swept her up to dance, causing a ruckus even after the whole dress drama and people debating whether Navier was copying her or if Rashta was copying Navier.

Anyway, when she was done, she saw you standing with Prince Heinrey, who seemed to be staring at the Empress. You were speaking to him quietly with a glass of wine in your hand, nudging him with your elbow. As much as the young mistress loves to pretend that she is, she is not naive. She knows what you two are doing. However, she’s not going to disrupt anything. If Navier is out of the picture, then Sovieshu is all hers.

During her—rather toxic—friendship with Duke Ergi, she asked how he knew how to talk to her and calm her down. That was when he told her about how you actually fought him for daring to disrespect a female friend that you all had in your youth. With his reputation as a womanizer, you thought it unjust that these girls who were drawn to him would be disrespected in such a manner, so you gave him a black eye, a busted shoulder, a busted lip, and a bruised pride.

Through her maidservant, she found out about your criminal record in the Western Kingdom. Even though you were the right-hand man to the king, you were still thrown in prison for nearly murdering a man who turned out to be abusive to his wife and children. However, the citizens held a riot to let you out. That wasn’t anything she could use against you, but it seemed like your respect even went to her as you could see her plans, but you both knew that it would be more beneficial if Navier went elsewhere.

Navier Trovi

She wasn’t the one to invite you, but she knew of your reputation. She had met you previously as you were an ambassador for the Western Kingdom as well since King Wharton III was constantly too ill to travel. Seeing you at the New Year’s Party was a pleasant surprise, as she had not known that her husband had invited you.

One thing that she didn’t know was that you were the one to usher Heinrey to get to know her better and even begin to court her. Infidelity was not something you often encouraged, but seeing the Emperor dancing with his mistress rather than his wife pissed you off. When you yourself spoke with her to introduce Prince Heinrey, she noticed that you were not nervous. You still spoke to her with respect, but there was a spark of mischief in your eye.

You were known for being ruthless with men who you deemed unworthy of even being alive. Your scars were kept visible because you were feared among all men in any empire or kingdom. Navier found herself curious about them, but she knew better than to ask because the last thing anyone would want is your criminal record being outed to the media

However, someone else seemed to get a hold of the papers at the time, where the headline was ‘WESTERN KINGDOM NOBLE BEATS MAN TO DEATH’. Instead of being ashamed, though, you smiled as you asked that person if he would have let that man’s wife be beaten to death along with his children if he allowed that abusive man to keep living. That shut everyone up rather quickly.

Heinrey Lazlo

You were his best friend since youth, along with Ergi. However, you were not afraid to beat your shared friend after he made a girl cry. As you all grew up, you all were heartthrobs, but you were not in the habit of leading women on. You instead wanted to find ‘the one’, as did Heinrey, but Ergi was still set in his womanizer habits.

Anyway, at the New Year’s Party in the Eastern Empire, you were there for him to talk to when he visited the Empress in his bird form. He reminded you of a puppy, but you were happy because you knew that he would never let her down the way her own husband did by ignoring her presence and not taking his wife’s side when rumors started floating around.

Unfortunately, try as you might, your criminal record always found a way to be in the spotlight. Rashta had hired someone to expose you, and you had gone to prison years ago for beating a man to death. However, what neither knew was that Prince Heinrey and Duke Ergi had your back, as you clarified that the man was abusive and you were not going to stand to see a woman and their children be beaten because he had gambled on the wrong horse (literally).

That being said, you no longer held any respect for the mistress and vowed to be there when her crimes caught up to her. You had allowed Ergi to use his charm to manipulate her into trusting him, and you gathered a bunch of evidence to help Navier and Heinrey build a case against her. Also, you had visited Viscount Lotteshu, and while he himself was a piece of shit, you learned even more about Rashta.

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idv-sunsxin3 · 2 years

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Helloo! Seeing these bnha-twst asks gave me a random thought so can I request how would the dorm leaders in twisted wonderland react to an mc that's like Mitsuri from demon slayer? The way she acts, way she wears, and like her super strength and stuff hehe

Dorm Leaders with KNY Mitsuri-like! MC

Headers’ art via Twisted Wonderland Official Game {edit by me}

{Scenarios/Headcanons}

Female! MC

Note// I’ll stop accepting anime character! Reader requests as I have other plans, sorry :’3

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I can imagine Riddle acting stern towards you in the first impression, by how indecent you look with the way you wear your uniform-(I’m sorry-)

He slowly learns how strong, kind, and passionate you actually are than you seem- and eventually starts to become more respectful with you.

Riddle discovers that he likes to see you practice your sword fighting from afar very often-

Your sword is strange, yet you made it look so graceful and professional when using it in his opinion,,,,-

Gets extremely red whenever you embrace him- (making you get concerned if he’s angry or having a fever-)

Would politely and gently offer to buy you another uniform but with the proper size, pretty much concerned if the uniform you’re wearing is uncomfortable for you ,,,-(also internally questioning who the heck tailored you the uniform so improperly-)

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He already knew since the beginning, that women can be stronger and fearful than men-

And you are literally the living example-

Pretty much threatening everyone in Savanaclaw to respect you whenever you visit the dorm-

Always maintains eye-contact with you, ignoring the boob window like a pro- (drinking respect women juice)

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He won’t publicly admit it, but he freaking loves the Sakura mochis you make-

You somehow have the privilege of him serving you Monstro Lounge’s menu dishes with nice discounts,,,,

Watching you eat the meals with a very bright smile makes him melt and desire to see you smile more,,,-

Oops, since when did you ordered 5 more dishes for your table-???

Bonus points for Azul assuring you that the extra dishes are on the house,,, 😤

Doesn’t like to get fat, but regrettably likes junk food- As you encouraging him to eat junk food with you sometimes alters his weight balance of diet decisions-

Also bonus points of you encouraging him to exercise with you-

Y/N// Azul, let’s have lunch together,,,!

Azul taking out the bento you made for him this morning without hesitating// Yes, honey-

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When you and Kalim are in the same luxurious room, your vibes will always be “everyday is a party”-

AKA lots of food, music, and dancing,,,-

But mostly him dancing as you eat handfuls of yummy food,,,, 🤭

You both are just pretty wholesome,,, Kalim likes to be pretty affectionate with you and even worship you like a queen-

Likes to place his hands on your cheeks for some reason, squish squish,,, 🥺

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Picks up the habit of styling your pink hair daily-

Pretty much wouldn’t approve the massive amount of food you eat and other traits you have that ladies don’t usually have- So he definitely oppressed you to limit that before his overblot- 😔

Starts hiring a more proper, personal tailor for you from now on- (and also firing your tailor, he won’t accept protests from you, sorry dear-)

After his overblot, he learns that your traits are actually a gift(and that you surprisingly don’t get fat when eating a lot since you also train a lot-), so he then reassures you to be yourself instead,,,-

Loves to spoil you by dolling you up, buying you dresses that you may love to wear for outings, events, and your dates with him-

Often tries to button up your shirt out of concern, and then gets frustrated at how the buttons keep popping out from your shirt in the process- 😅

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SJJSJJDJJSSJW??!!

Pretty much sobbing how kawaii and pretty you are-

Big simp.

That’s it, you will be his Persephone-

But.

How to talk to a pretty lady like you, if he shy??? 😔😭😫

POOR BOY, IT’S FUNNY IF HE DOES FREQUENTLY TURN PINK WHENEVER SEEING YOU- IT’S LIKE COPYING YOUR HAIR COLOR TO MATCH- (Which can make you think Idia is just trying to match with you so you find it cute nonetheless-)

Sorry, Idia reminds me of Obanai for some reason ngl-

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Admires you.

Likes to watch you eat, even loves spoiling you with special banquets-

Pretty much a himbo who is in love with a wholesome girlboss-

Malleus will always try to protect you and carrying you away from Lilia who seems to have discovered that you like eating(effect: Lilia trying to make you taste his cooking-)

Scolds Sebek if he ever disrespects you with his loud, harsh tone- (Sweet people like you do not deserve to be yelled at,,,-)

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{BONUS} What if the dorm leaders learn that Mitsuri-Like! MC loves in a man who can excel her in strength, since she wants to have someone who can protect her? note// this is just a “what if” don’t take it seriously-;;; 😅}

Determined to be stronger for MC and win over her heart

Riddle, KALIM

Usually doesn’t want to put a lot of effort on something, he will nonetheless be determined to become a more capable man for you

Leona

Knows his physical limits, but he benefits by using his brain to protect MC from harm

Vil, Riddle, AZUL

Already insecured that he’s not strong enough to meet MC’s love standards

Azul, IDIA

“I’m your type.”

MALLEUS (LOL-)

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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Polyship with Washio and Konoha

Washio Tatsuki x Konoha Akinori x fem! Reader

Warnings: none again 🥲 never fear, this won't last 🤣

AN: This is a request from 🦢 anon!

🏳️‍🌈 Please Like, Share, Comment to support my writing 🏳️‍🌈

Ok YN I kind of like this duo 🤩

I feel like it's a good balance between fun and serious

Like Konoha knows he's good looking already and he most definitely is

But Washio is like one of those oblivious good looking guys

I mean 👀 seriously you guys, Washio is such an underrated character

He's literally a pro-vb player time skip 🤚🏻

Love that for him

But we are going to start this ship third year

You were a second year Manager

The replacement Kaori and Yukie found for the team once they had left

Please they only needed one Manager after Bokuto left 🤣

And our sweet bby YN was that lucky lady!

Now Konoha and Washio instantly took a liking to you the first time they saw you

Damn you were so cute and pretty

And perfectly unfazed by our annoying owl 🦉

While everyone often was stuck dealing with Bokuto, you catered to the other team members

Please they all deserve attention

So when it came to helping with blocking, spiking and setting drills, you were often the go to

Akaashi was mostly dealing with Bokuto

And let's just say, you were able to somewhat set

So YN our fabulous setter steps in 💅🏼

Seriously you were so cute and little, Washio didn't want to hurt you

You not only help with setting for Konoha but also your great at helping Washio with blocking

"Uhhh YN it's ok I don't need help"- Washio said

"Yeah YN, mans will literally crush you"- Komi said laughing

"Excuse me??? I'm strong! I can totally block"- you say jumping up and down

Everyone 👉🏻🥺🥰 she's so cute it's ridiculous!

Now Washio and Konoha totally knew each other had a crush on you

I do think they are all competitive but I also think they want to make you happy

And I think they will see how you are around each other

So they always start spending time together with you

"Hey YN, Washio and I will walk you home tonight?"- Konoha

"Can I come?"- Bokuto 🤪

"🌟 N O 🌟"- Washio says grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the door

Please that act alone caused a 4 hour emo mode 🤚🏻

But Washio and Konoha do not care

They want you all to themselves

And they 👏🏻 deserve 👏🏻 you 👏🏻

Washio drinks from the female respect juice daily

Konoha is a little rough around the edges but we can train 💅🏼

They are very protective of you 100%

Now here me out 👀

They aren't worried about Bokuto

They see how you are with Bokuto on the daily ok

You love and care for Bokuto but you also know just how to deal with his emo modes

However 🙃 if there's one thing they don't particularly like, it's other middle blockers and wing spikers

So when they finish their first game and you are busy tending to managerial things

Two certain players approach you

Who you might ask??? Probably not someone you'd suspect

None other than Omimi and Osamu from Inarizaki 😱

*gasp* im doing it because Omimi is so underrated and the world needs more of him

And Osamu because well, Konoha would be so mad 🤣

"Hey there"- Osamu says walking up to you

"Oh HI! Can I help you?"- you 🥰

Omimi and Osamu 👉🏻❤️👄❤️

"Yeah we were just looking for the main arena"- Omimi adds

"Oh sure! Actually I'm headed there now I can show you the way"- you, our clueless angel

Omimi and Osamu 👉🏻 😏 excellent

Washio and Konoha pack up and head out to look for you

"Hey Kaori, where's YN?"- Washio says when he doesn't see you

"Oh she had to run over to the main arena"- Kaori says

"Ok cool"- Konoha says setting his gear down

"Yeah she was helping Inarizaki's middle blocker and wing spider find the main arena "- Yukie adds

Washio and Konoha look each other, then at Yukie 👉🏻😃 excuse me...

"Yeah she was helping them find the main-"

Before Yuki could even finish, Washio and Konoha are running 🏃‍♂️ 🏃‍♂️ out the door

"So you guys are from Inarizaki huh? You're both so tall! You must be playing Karasuno first"- You say, adorably

"Yeah we've heard they are an underdog"- Omimi says

"Oh they definitely aren't your normal team"- you say before you hear your name being shouted

Washio and Konoha are dodging people just to get to you

You 👉🏻 🌳 🧍‍♀️ 🌳

"Tatsuki, Akinori hi- HEY"- you scream while being pulled behind Konoha

"What do you think you are doing with our girl?"- Washio says all possessive like

Me and possessive guys istg-

"She's very much taken"- Konoha adds

You 👉🏻👁👄👁 I am??

"Whoo there, YN here was just being a sweetheart and showing us to the main arena"- Osamu adds 😏

"Yeah she is an absolute angel"- Omimi

Please these guys are great at freaking poking the bear

Washio and Konoha growl- yes GROWL at Omimi and Osamu

"Come on YN let's get out of here"- Washio says, grabbing your hand and pulling you away

Konoha holds your other hand as they both drag you through the area

You the entire time 👉🏻😲

YN was too stunned to speak

Outside the arena you all stop and they turn to you

"What-" you say before you are again interrupted

"YN we like you"- Washio

"Yeah YN, alot"- Konoha

You 👉🏻👁👄👁 I like you guys too

"YN will you be our girlfriend"- Washio

"What he said"- Konoha

You 👉🏻👁👄👁 what...

"Yn we've liked you a long time and we want you to be with us"- Washio

Konona just nodds

Man of few words when it comes to this stuff 😅

"🥺 You guys really like me?"- you say

"Of course we do YN. You are the cutest, funniest, sweetest-" Washio

"And hottest"- Konoha

Washio 👉🏻😐🙄 and hottest girl we know

You start to tear up as you scream for joy, hugging them and kissing their cheeks

Meanwhile, the entire team is gathered in the back watching this happen

"They finally made their move"- Yukie says

"It's about time. I was sick of seeming them fawn over her all the time"- Komi says rolling his eyes

Akaashi looks over and sees Bokuto crying

"Bokuto, what's wrong?"- Akaashi concerned

"I'm just- I'm just so happy for them"- Bokuto says crying and running towards you three 😭

Akaashi tries to warn you but it's too late 😬

Good thing you have the two bestest boys to protect you YN 🥰

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thyandrawrites · 10 months

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jigokuraku is a good anime not only because it has a mc who drinks his respect women juice daily and loves his wife, but also every time a misogynist is on screen to tell the female lead what she cannot do "because she's a woman" (which is often), he dies within the next 5 minutes. as he should

#thyandra.txt #I'm joking btw

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zevlor · 1 year

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for that oc kid meme: jamie and jackie? :D

aaaaah wow i miss them. they'd have cute kids fr fr

au jackie lives bc fuck canon i hate it they have two tho! twins probably i love that

Name: Beni Welles

Gender: male

General Appearance: grows up to be big and stocky like his father, always have his head shaved, tatted up.

Personality: kinda mean, but he drinks respecting women juice on the daily; learned that from his dad. uses his size to intimidate and work his way through the city.

Who they like better: both! he can't say he likes either better, they are both good to him <3

Who they take after more: jackie - raised well to be just like him. he gets his humor and playful side.

Name: Birdie Welles

Gender: female

General Appearance: tall, long curly hair she colored a light green, high cheek bones, her fathers eyes, her mothers nose. only a few tattoos but lots of piercings.

Personality: a lot calmer and gentler than her brother, but still just as mean and ruthless - she doesn't let people take advantage of her.

Who they like better: like Beni, she likes both!

Who they take after more: jamie - she learned a lot from her and she gets her sarcasm and wits from her.

#i actually... love them wow.. oops #oc ramblings #oc: jamie voss #otp: life is better with you #fashionablyfyrdraaca

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shieldretired · 2 years

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// It’s International Women’s Day! Where are all the ladies Steve can give flowers and his undying support and adoration?

#(Steve is drinking his daily Respect Women juice)#(and he wants to give every single one flowers and a heartfelt thank you)#(also this doesn't only mean cis women but all the ppl that identify as female)#(where are u let him love you in general and today especially)#★ ( ooc )

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latte-fairytaekwoon · 3 years

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Kickstart My Heart Pt.1 (Racer! Yeosang)

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Pairing: Racer! Kang Yeosang × Waitress/Fuckgirl! Reader (Female)

Genre: Fluff, Angst, 80s AU.

Summary: During an era known for its vibrant colors, eccentric fashion styles and rise of new yet unconventional genres of music, the young generation of that time was infamously known for their need to rebel and live their lives rather scandalously and Y/N is no exception. So when a new and attractive man moves into her town, she has her eyes set on making him her next boy toy.

Word Count: 4K+

Warnings: Dumb attempts at crackhead humor, reader is a cold hearted bitch, guy gets dumped in public, reader's friend is lowkey creepy.

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Throwing on the last article of clothing that had been discarded the night before, the young woman shook out her hair, still damp from the quick shower she just took. Picking up her bag, she looked over at the figure still sleeping soundly, the subtle hint of a smile on his face. With a pitied pout on her lips, she walked over to the edge where his face was. Taking out the lipstick tube from her bag, she applied it all over her lips, painting them in the dark burgundy color that she fancied so much and had practically become her signature hue. Bending over, she pressed her lips against the corners of his mouth, giving him the faintest whisper of a kiss before pulling away. A satisfied smirk was plastered on her pretty features as she stared at the lipstick mark on his face, the only memoir she'd leave him with as she had done with countless others.

Closing the front door behind her, she pulled her denim jacket tighter on her body, shivering slightly from the early dawn's breeze that blew across. It was always like that even though summer had just begun, the early morning hours still feeling obnoxiously cool and then transpiring into slightly uncomfortably warm afternoons that had more than one soul in that quaint town grumbling and fussing about the weather. But oh did the evenings feel absolutely refreshing, and that's when everything would start bustling to life.

Having finally made it out of that small residential area and finding one of the main roads that helped her locate where to go, she started heading south towards the all too familiar diner where she had been working in ever since her school days, first starting part time and eventually transpiring to full time when it came time for her to spread her wings and fly out on her own, a feat she had been most anxious to do to get away from the overly controlling nature of her parents. She knew they cared about her, but she herself cared very little about the morals and principles they had raised her with, a common trait all the young people in that town shared: their rebellious and headstrong nature to not conform and go against everything they had been taught thus far. Live their own lives as freely as they chose to do.

And she definitely lived as she wanted to, even if it ended up with a rather bad reputation and ugly labels that rather than infuriate her, she openly embraced, as others had come to as well.

The light twinkle of the bells above the glass door let the person at the register know someone came in and they immediately plastered on their business smile, which quickly faded when they saw who it was.

"You're late Y/N." The minuscule raven haired waitress informed her, eyes never leaving her coworker's figure that came behind the counter and started punching in her number.

"Only by like 7 minutes." She waved her slip at the nonchalant looking girl before placing it back in its respective slot.

"One day it wouldn't surprise me if you just didn't show up because you got too caught up in.... something else."

Chuckling softly, Y/N walked up behind her coworker, hands coming up to ruffle the cheekbone level bob cut hair framing her unusually small face.

"Awww come on Lynn, you know I'd never leave you hanging here to attend customers by yourself. You're my bestie." Y/N assured her, playfully poking her lips out as she tried to place a kiss on her friend, the poor girl craning her neck away as she tended to dislike physical affection.

"I will squirt ketchup on you." Lynn threatened as she picked up the cherry red bottle as a last resort to get her attacker to back away. A rather noisy struggle ensued between both girls, catching the attention of the owner and cook behind the two doors, prompting her to come out and see what was the cause of such ruckus.

"Well I'll be darned. I don't remember paying you youngsters to simply slack off and behave like the hooligans you are." The middle aged woman spoke up, her thick accent becoming more prominent. Although she had a stern look and hands placed at her hips, the girls knew she was not in reality angry at them.

Looking over at the recently arrived girl, the owner closed her eyes and sighed deeply when she took in the attire she was wearing: low cut white tank, ripped denim shorts that left little to the imagination if she bent down, fishnet tights with a few holes in them, and her beloved denim jacket that was almost always on Y/N's body.

"I swear to god, Y/N , everytime I see you wear them rags you call clothes, I feel like my body is about to collapse. Why must you insist on dressing like a common street worker?"

Y/N wasn't at all offended by her words, having grown used to and becoming fond of her boss's abrupt, direct and honest manner of speaking.

"Gotta start looking the part if I'm going to dedicate my life to the occupation." She giggled at her own joke, resulting in the older woman taking the rag off her apron and smacking her with it.

"This little runt, talking nonsense like that- get your ass back in there and change into your uniform. Can't have you prancing around here in those skimpy clothes and have all these men that come here say disrespectful things about you. Nuh uh, not to my girls." She shook her head.

"Yes Miss Audrey." Complying with the woman's wishes, she pushed open the swing doors leading to the back and quickly made her way to the corner where all the employee's cubicles were located. Grabbing the necessary items, she turned and went inside the bathroom to change into her uniform, consisting of a knee length crimson red dress, which she had actually altered so it would be shorter and display her thighs more, the cap sleeves slightly puffed up and the torso part had a trail of white buttons going all the way up to the modest v-neckline, usually most buttons were left undone so her cleavage would shamelessly peak out. Exchanging her black Doc Martens in favor of her white Nike sneakers, Y/N tied her apron around her waist, making sure it was as tight as possible so it would accentuate her curves and give her body a more flattering appearance. As she made her way out, she quickly piled her hair up before securing it with one of the many elastics she kept around her wrists, leaving out a few tendrils to fall on her temples.

Coming back out to start her daily work, she stood in front of Lynn, who merely spared her an unamused glance.

"How do I look?" Y/N asked.

"Like a total slut." Her friend answered in her usually rude way.

Rolling her eyes, Y/N grabbed a spray bottle and a rag. Making her way over to the table that had just finished being used, she quickly picked up the plates and glass, bringing them back over to where Lynn was, who took them so she could wash them in the sink. Spraying the top of the marble piece, she had began her task of wiping down the table when the ringing of the bell signaled new customers had arrived, and rowdy ones at that too.

"Damn! Is today's special fluffy sponge cake? Cause I would sure love a piece of that ass."

Y/N recognized that annoying voice even from miles away, belonging to none other than one of her old classmates, Jung Wooyoung, whom she considered a friend, if he didn't manage to irk her too much. Turning around, she of course wasn't surprised to see him surrounded by his crew of equally idiotic and adrenaline junkie friends, whom she had to admit were pleasant and fun to hang out with.

"Sit your asses down already, I'll be over in a minute to take your order." She told them before resuming her previous task, earning a scoff from the most dramatic of the group.

"Fine customer service! Don't think you'll be getting a tip from me." His words made her nearly burst into a fit of giggles.

"Wooyoung please, you never ever tip whenever you come. None of you, except Yunho." It kinda saddened her that said male unfortunately wasn't there with them at the moment.

"He doesn't tip you, he tips short stack over there." His friend with cat like eyes pointed towards Lynn, who upon overhearing him held up a rather explicit finger in his direction.

"I'll poison your food San." She threatened with a sing song tone.

"Like I wouldn't know that you already spit on it." San spat back, sticking his tongue out in his immature and infantile fashion.

"Can you guys hurry up and order already? I'm starving and we gotta head to the tracks as early as possible." The fiery red haired male known as Song Mingi blurted out, fingers tapping impatiently against the top of the table.

"If little miss g-string would care to hop her luscious ass over here, maybe we could."

Strutting over to where they sat, Y/N harshly threw the dirty rag on Wooyoung's face, causing a faint grunt to come out of his mouth.

"No matter how many times you mention my ass, I'm still not letting you tap it." She firmly stated, making Wooyoung slightly purse his lips outwards in a disappointed grimace.

"So anygays-" Mingi began.

"Umm I think you mean anyways." San corrected him.

Leaning in towards him, Mingi locked eyes on the shorter male and stared him down with an intimidating glare.

"Did I stutter Choi?"

San immediately shook his head rapidly. With a victory smile, Mingi reclined back in his seat.

"I'm just going to get the breakfast platter with some orange juice."

Y/N couldn't stifle her snort when he said his choice of drink, the other two men looking away in embarrassment.

"You've been drinking orange juice since you were in grade school Mingles, don't you think you outta start taking something more grown up? Like coffee?" San suggested and Mingi did not appreciate it.

"Coming from the one who still brings a plushie to sleep with him, your suggestion holds no value or power." He retorted.

"OK SHIBER IS NOT A PLUSHIE, HE'S FAMILY YOU JACKASS!" San sprinted up from his seat, nearly leaning across to grab Mingi by the color, but he was held back by Wooyoung.

Lynn, who had thus far stayed quiet, promptly came up with a spray bottle and consequently doused the untamed boy on his face.

"Bad kitty, bad kitty." She reprimanded him, unable to resist the opportunity to attack her long time frenemy.

"Lynn!" Y/N looked at her with surprise.

"You're welcome." Lynn replied rather monotone before going back to her place behind the counter like she didn't just spray San with disinfecting water.

"There's too many germs going around anyways..." She muttered under her breath.

Without any further interruptions, aside from the rumbling coming out of the boys' stomachs, they finished ordering what they wanted and Y/N sent it over so they could be prepared. Not wanting to be near their loud asses, Y/N went back over to where Lynn was, peeking over to see what she was currently reading in the magazine she held.

"What you reading?" She casually inquired.

"Horoscope section." Y/N wasn't surprised, her friend tended to be into more mystical, eccentric and rather.....extreme with her taste in fashion and music. If Y/N was the one who turned heads for her scandalous attire, Lynn was the one people turned away from in fear when they saw how she dressed. It was a sight that truly made both of them laugh at people's foolishness, well at least made Y/N laugh. Her friend rarely had any other expression plastered on that wasn't utter disdain for society and life.

Unexpectedly, another customer came in. Both girls looked at each other in confusion when neither of them recognized him. Their town was rather small with few people living there, so they deduced that he must be a traveler who probably got lost on his route. He himself looked around nervously, eyes barely lifting up. Y/N couldn't help herself as she took in his perfect face. Big, round eyes with crystal clear orbs, small face with a V-line jaw, perfectly sculpted nose with no sign of defects, skin smooth and blemish free, he looked like a prince out of a fairytale. He was incredibly pretty, yet stood there so awkwardly that it was almost comical.

"Hey Yeosang! You made it! Sit down! I ordered for you in advanced!" Wooyoung surprised both girls when it seemed he knew the stranger and even waved him over to where they sat. The other two boys also seem familiarized with him and welcomed him to sit with them, chatting up a storm already with him.

"Who's that?" Lynn was the one to finally ask out loud.

"Beats me.....but he sure is adorable."

Noticing the way her lips curled upwards, Lynn could already see the wheels inside Y/N's head turning.

"And I bet you're going to go over there and find out- aaand there you go." She ended up answering her own deduction as she watched Y/N happily walked over with a more bright expression on her face, that soon soured when her boss came out of the kitchen and beat her over to the table, laying down several plates of food.

"I knew as soon as I saw the orders that it had to be the lot of you." She scoffed softly as she looked at the boys' grinning faces.

"You know us Miss Audrey, we wouldn't ever think of eating anywhere else but here. You're the best cook in all of town." Wooyoung praised her with a sparkling charm that could have fooled anyone else but not the robust woman in front of him.

"Boy stop trying to tickle my ears, I've known you since you were in your soiled diapers being carried around by your mama, running around and creating chaos anywhere you went. Flattery may work on them poor girls you play with but me? I can see right through ruffians like you."

Turning her head to finally notice the new addition to the group, she looked him up and down.

"Boy who might you be?" She questioned him, earning the ears of the girls nearby to listen in for any valuable information.

"I'm..... Yeosang Kang, nice to meet you." He introduced himself, tilting his head slightly down when he said that.

"He just moved into town this week! He's the new guy who is going to work with us down at the car shop and help on the race track!" San enthusiastically shouted, making the older woman cringe.

"I may be old, but I still haven't gone deaf for you to yell in such a way boy. So...." She crossed her arms and looked at Yeosang again.

"You a racer too?"

Now the girls, particularly Y/N, were more interested in what his response would be.

"I- yes. So it seems." The poor boy looked so flustered, obviously being more of a soft spoken individual, contrasting starkly to the other 3 boys.

Miss Audrey let out a seemingly displeased hum at his answer.

"As if we needed anymore hooligans running wild. We already got enough with the 3 Stooges over here."

The girls couldn't help but snicker at their boss's words, always having a blast whenever she put the boys back in their place. They however looked displeased, glaring at them intensely.

"Shouldn't you both be off somewhere cleaning dishes or making sandwiches?"

Snatching one of the knifes, Lynn held it up and was about to jump over, but Y/N came up in front of her.

"Lynn, no. Just calm down ok? You know they're just being idiots." Y/N reminded her.

Grumbling something in a foreign language no one knew for sure if it was real or not, Lynn put the knife back, squinting her eyes at them before turning around to not look at them again. Y/N giggled softly, finding it absolutely cute whenever her friend lost her cool and collected form cause it reminded her of a chihuahua, barking and yelping at anything larger than itself trying to establish dominance.

Noticing that in her display of aggression, Lynn had inadvertently knocked over a few of the brochures that were on display for people to take, Y/N stooped down and proceeded to pick them up in a casual manner. Standing up, she neatly arranged them properly, making sure they all faced the same direction and the sides weren't poking out anywhere. Feeling as though someone had been watching her all along, she looked at the table of boys, half expecting Wooyoung's smug grin to greet her, but she was completely wrong as it was none other than the new guy who seemed unable to keep his eyes off her figure, staring intently at the length of her skirt. When he realized she noticed, his eyes went wide, cheeks burning up with utter embarrassment. Y/N however seemed unbothered by this. Wanting to test something, she pretended to accidentally drop one of the pamphlets. Bending over, she made sure he could get a perfect glimpse of her cleavage, if he payed enough attention, he'd be able to see that she was in fact, not wearing any bra. Coming back up, Y/N looked over to see the results, smirking when the agape mouth of Yeosang confirmed to her that he had indeed noticed everything.

"Oh sweetheart, you're gonna be too easy..." She had already made up in her mind that Yeosang would be her next target, and she had to put her plan in action. Placing the brochures down, she was about to go over and start flirting with him, until a familiar voice called for her.

"Y/N! There you are!"

She internally groaned when she heard him, wondering why on earth did he not get the hint of ditching him like that, especially when he very well knew about the reputation she had. She tried ignoring him, but of course, he had had to be the persistent type, no doubt thinking he was going to have a different ending than the rest before him.

"I thought you'd be here. You could have told me you were going to be gone early. I would have made you breakfast."

Knowing she had to say something, Y/N grabbed her pad and gave him the fakest smile she was capable of donning.

"Hi, what can we get started for you today? Waffles? Eggs and bacon? Coffee to start off with?"

The trio of friends, having no choice but to witness the interaction due to it happening right in front of them, snickered amongst themselves.

"Oh shit. He's in for it." San whispered lowly.

The boy obviously looked extremely confused, his smile lightly falling off, but then returning to its hopeful state.

"Why are you acting like this candy bear? Pretending like you don't know me?" When he tried to reach a hand to pull her close, the girl simply pushed him away with one of her fingers.

"Look, clearly you're too stupid to understand so let me spell it out in a language you can understand." Letting out a tired sigh, she crossed her arms in front of her chest, a sour look displaying on her pretty face.

"We had a nice time together, and last night was... average to put it nicely."

"Oh man. That was a total burn." Mingi couldn't help but snort, some of the orange juice being spit back into his glass.

"But that was all it was and all it's ever going to be. So why don't you do yourself a favor and just go back home to your Star Trek figurines and watch the latest episode of Thunder Cats?"

The not so discreet snickering coming from the table behind them only made the humiliation for the man multiply significantly. Turning red with utter despair and rage, he quickly brushed past Y/N rather brusquely.

"Fucking bitch." She heard him mutter under his breath, a phrase she had grown accustomed to hearing among many others.

"Oh god. Homegirl struck again." Wooyoung laughed, swirling his milkshake in his hand.

"Ayo why you gotta do Thunder Cats like that? It's actually pretty entertaining." San commented.

Looking over at the time, the guys quickly stood up, dropping their share of bills onto the table.

"You guys get paid today too right? Come meet up with us at the track." Wooyoung suggested.

"Why on earth would we want to go see your greasy, oil smelling ass after dealing for nearly an hour with you already?" Lynn questioned him, eyes never peering up from her magazine.

"Because Yunho would be there?"

Still she didn't respond, the only movement made was her finger turning the page.

"Bro we been knew she don't give two shits about him." Mingi reminded them.

"Because we're going to the drive in theater after work, they're playing a horror movie."

Lifting her gaze, Lynn closed the magazine, although still stone faced, her eyes seemed to brighten up.

"My interest has been greatly piqued." Her lips showed the faintest whisper of a smile that gave a rather eerie and chilling feel down the people's spines.

"Maybe we should rethink inviting Satan's offspring." San leaned in towards Mingi, shivering significantly.

"Great! So we'll catch you gals later."

The boys quickly dispersed themselves, save Yeosang who still sat quietly, keeping mostly to himself. His fingers fidgeted with the half drunk cup he was holding, gaze fixed on the table in front of him. Looking up, he was attempting to work up the courage to talk to Y/N, but before he could even get the chance to gather strength, the owner came out from the back, whispering a few orders to her and gesturing for her to go tend to a situation in the kitchen. With a defeated sigh, he got up to go join the rest of the gang outside who were waiting for him. Slumping his hands in the pockets of his pants, he moved out of the booth with a solemn gaze.

"Hey."

His steps came to a screeching halt when he heard Y/N call out to him. Looking over, she smiled sweetly in his direction.

"Hope I see you later." With a flirtatious wink, she bid him goodbye as she disappeared into the back.

Yeosang stood there stunned momentarily, replaying her words over and over again in his mind, pondering endlessly at their meaning.

"Little pussy cat sure got you brain dead, didn't she?"

Startled by the unexpected voice next to him, he jumped when the face of the kind yet stern old lady studied him carefully. With a disapproving shake of her head, she decided it'd be best to warn him before he started getting ideas in his head.

"Listen, you seem like a sweet and sensible young man, so it's best for you to listen to me and stay away from that darn girl. Don't let them sugar coated lips of hers sweet talk themselves into your heart. You'll just end up heart broken like all the lovers she's had."

Picking up some of the plates, she gave him one last look, pointing an accusatory finger at him to get her point across.

"She's dangerous." Finally saying what she needed to say, Miss Audrey headed back with plates in her arms, slapping away Lynn's hands when they attempted to pry them off her, barking instructions at her to watch the counter and leave her be.

"Dangerous....." Yeosang thought to himself, the warning the good intended woman gave him sinking deep in his mind. Although he took her words to heart, something about the way she glanced at him pulled at the strings in his chest, taking his breath away when he remembered the risque position she was in that purposely allowed him to view more than he should have. That memory tinted his cheeks pink, lips unable to suppress a small smile. He knew that he should heed the old woman's advice.

But he had to admit that he loved danger and the thrill it came with.........

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lostinthewiind · 3 years

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Hi!!! I just wanted to say that I freaking love your cherry X Joe X Reader poly series! And its actually got me into the anime!!! I was actually wondering if you want to, write one where the female! Reader is being stalked and harassed by a co-worker at her job and she didn't want to tell Joe and cherry because she doesn't want them to worry about her too much because they already have so much on their plates. But one day, the two of them decide to pick up the her up to surprise her, flowers and everything. And they see the co-worker harassing their lover and it's up to you to determine how they would react? Can also plz make were the three of them are engaged?

Polyamorous Relationship w/ Joe & Cherry: Your Problems, My Problems, Our Problems

A/N: first of all, I'm so honoured to hear that I got you into anime :) Secondly, I can already feel that this request is going to be fun to write! I'll make sure to add an engagement fic to the series soon as well because I've been meaning to anyway. So happy that so many people seem to really like this series as much as I do.

Rating: PG13

Warnings: stalking, predatory behaviour, slightly angsty, profanity, someone who does NOT drink their 'respect women' juice

"Awh, come on, Sweetheart." Your coworker slipped into the elevator with you at the last second despite your desperate attempt to escape him at the end of the day. "Just one drink and then I'll never ask again."

You clenched your fist by your side on the opposite side of him so he wouldn't see. Mustering all of your strength, you forced a fake smile. "Sorry, I can't tonight. I've got plans with my boyfriend."

You had been dropping these not-so-subtle hints that you absolutely were not interested for months on end by now, but your coworker was either completely blinded by his persistence or was willingly ignoring them in favour of achieving his goal.

At first, when you had transferred to his floor at the company building, he had come across as nothing more than a kind mentor offering to show you the ropes. But then, bit by bit, he got pushier. 'Get to know your coworkers' dinners soon turned to just the two of you alone at a bar, which quickly turned into a situation that you found uncomfortable and ever since then, you had turned down all of his advances.

In the beginning, you had tried to make your excuses believable and turn him down nicely since he was above you in the company, but as the weeks passed and he still didn't seem to get the message, your responses got shorter and less believable. Now he was asking you out pretty much every day, multiple times a day. Sometimes he would even follow you to your car to make sure you were going home just like you said you were.

You weren't sure when it had happened, exactly, but things had gone from annoying to anxiety-inducing seemingly overnight and you had no idea what to do about it.

"You always mention this 'boyfriend' of yours," he used air quotes to make it clear that he didn't believe you, "but I've never seen him. Sure you aren't lying just to get me to go away?"

You chuckled nervously, hoping to come up with a quick answer to satisfy him for the night so that he wouldn't feel the need to tail you to your car. "No, of course not. He just has a busy work schedule as well. You know how it is."

He eyed you sternly, his gaze almost piercing. "Hmm," he hummed, contemplating. "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then. Goodnight."

As soon as the elevator doors slid open on the main floor of the building, he gave a wave and exited before you and headed for the front doors. Slowly, you followed him out, and as soon as you saw him disappear into the darkness of the night, you exhaled shakily and took a moment to regain your composure.

You honestly didn't know how you managed to seem so calm and collected around him on the daily considering your heart always pounded ruthlessly against your rib cage whenever you saw him.

Once you were fully composed again, you made your way to your car as fast as possible and drove back home, knowing that seeing Joe and Cherry would immediately make you feel better; not that they knew their presence was something you relied on at the end of the day because you refused to tell them.

At first, you kept it to yourself because it seemed harmless and you didn't want them to overreact and blow up at nothing, but then, as it got worse, it just seemed like the time to tell them had passed. And the last thing you wanted to do was worry them when they both already had exhausting work lives as well.

You simply didn't want to be a burden. You were sure they dealt with annoying coworkers as well and they didn't feel the need to bother you with those stupid little problems, so you wouldn't either.

Walking through the front door of your shared apartment, you felt a weight lift from your shoulders at the sight of Cherry at his desk and Joe sitting on the couch with the television playing some show on low volume.

“I’m home,” you announced with a weary, but genuine, smile on your face. Before either of your boyfriends could utter a response, you had kicked off your shoes, made your way over to the couch, and curled up next to Joe with your face buried in his neck. His hair was wet, indicating he had just gotten out of the shower, and the smell of his shampoo and body wash calmed you instantly.

“Hey.” Joe wrapped an arm around you as he shared a quizzical look with Cherry. Usually, you would get changed, shower, and eat something before even thinking about relaxing for the night. “Everything okay?”

Realizing that you had basically announced that everything was not, in fact, okay with your unusual actions, you froze for a second. You contemplated just coming clean about everything right then and there, but before you could make a decision, the words “I’m fine” were spilling from your mouth.

“Just a long and exhausting day at work,” you followed up your lie with some details, not they they were technically false as it had been a long and exhausting day . . . just not for the reasons they thought. “I’ve been thinking about coming home to you two ever since my alarm went off this morning. Just one of those days.”

The sweet smiles that dawned Joe’s and Cherry’s faces proved that they believed you. “You hungry?” Joe pressed a kiss to your temple. “I brought home some leftovers from work again.”

Your eyes lit up and Joe chuckled. “Really?” You found yourself forgetting about your troubles in the blink of an eye.

“Really really.” Joe nodded. “I can heat some up for you if you want to shower and get changed.”

Pulling a dramatically emotional face, you faked a sniffle. “You’re the best, you know that?” You planted a big kiss to his lips before heading for the bedroom and stopping in the doorway. “You’re the best too, Kaoru,” you added for good measure so your other boyfriend didn’t feel left out before vanishing into the bedroom.

You heard Cherry scoff amusingly in the background, but by then you were in too good of a mood to throw something snarky back at him and were determined to enjoy the moment because you knew that this good feeling would disappear as soon as you started work again in the morning.

But for now, you could enjoy the comforts of your home and the two people you loved most in the world.

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As you finished your work for the day and got ready to head home, overjoyed that it was the last night you would have to work overtime for a while, you were surprised that you had managed to get through the day with little interaction or pestering from your coworker.

You didn’t want to jinx yourself or anything, but for a brief moment the thought that he had finally given up crossed your mind. Out of the corner of your eye, you scanned the office for him but he was nowhere to be seen. Sighing in relief, you gathered your things and made a bee-line for the elevator.

For once, you had managed to get through an entire day without being cornered and asked out for the millionth time.

As the elevator doors opened and you stepped out into the lobby, you spotted two familiar faces waiting for you at the front doors and you felt your heart swell with excitement. You had expected both your boyfriends to be busy tonight with work, the same as you were, so seeing them both standing there, waiting for you with flowers in hand, was a welcomed surprised.

Thinking that today was actually a good day for once, you rose your hand to wave with a grin on your face, a feeling of freedom and joy spreading through you . . . that was until you felt a hand clasp down on your shoulder. You didn’t have to turn around to know who it was. Immediately, your good mood had vanished.

Slowly, you lowered your hand—your smile fading in the process—and turned around to face your coworker.

“Thought you could get away without me noticing?” His grin was wide and toothy, like a predator showing off its fangs to prove how powerful it was. He didn’t pay any mind to Joe or Cherry, which meant that he either didn’t know they were there for you or didn’t care.

“I’m actually in a bit of a hurry.” You gestured over to your boyfriends, hoping that the realization that your significant other was real would finally be enough to scare him off. “I’ve got plans.”

He glanced Joe and Cherry’s way briefly, but it did nothing to deter him. “Oh, so you do actually have a boyfriend. Which one is he?”

You swallowed hard. Usually, explaining the whole polyamory thing was too time-consuming so you told people you had a boyfriend and left it at that. “It’s, well . . . um . . .”

Before you were forced to answer, Joe and Cherry had noticed your discomfort from across the lobby and started making their way over. The look in Joe’s eyes gave away that he was none too pleased that your male coworker still had his hand on your shoulder.

“This must be one of your coworkers,” Cherry was the first to speak, extending his hand politely to your coworker. “Nice to meet you.”

Your coworker used his free hand to shake Cherry’s while Joe just grunted in disapproval. In a desperate attempt to escape the situation without causing a scene, you tried to shift closer to Joe but were stopped by your coworker’s hand clamping down harder on your shoulder.

“We’re the boyfriends.” Joe’s grip tightened around the bouquet of flowers he was holding as he reached out, wrapped an arm around your waist, and pulled you away from your coworker and toward him.

“Boyfriends? As in plural?” Your coworker tilted his head at you quizzically. “You never told me you had two boyfriends.”

“I never-” you started, but you were quickly cut off.

“I’m a little surprised you’re real,” your coworker said, somehow seemingly completely unfazed. “I was seriously beginning to believe she was making you up to avoid going out with me.”

You shook your head and chuckled nervously, something you found yourself doing around him a lot in order to keep the mood light. “I would never lie to you. It’s just busy schedules is all, like I said yesterday.”

“Going out with you?” Cherry cocked a brow and crossed his arms over his chest. “The woman tells you she has a boyfriend and you still insist on asking her out?”

Your coworker just laughed. “Well we used to go out all the time when she first switched departments. I thought she was just playing hard to get but I guess not.”

Both Joe and Cherry turned to you, glimmers of confusion in their eyes. “You used to go out?” Joe asked, concerned that they had just found out you had been cheating on them.

“No!” you blurted out. “Well, I mean, yes, but it was as a group of coworkers. Never just the two of us.”

“Never?” your coworker repeated. “What about those times at the bar? Did you seriously forget? That hurts my feelings, you know.”

You felt your cheeks flush red and your heart begin to pound. Suddenly, you had been backed into a corner by your past self’s naive kindness. “I didn’t know it was going to be just the two of us until I showed up,” you stated quietly. “You lied to me to get me to go.”

“Is that true?” Joe placed a finger under your chin and lifted your head to get you to look him in the eyes. You could tell he wasn’t accusing you of anything, only looking for answers.

You nodded, finally feeling brave enough to tell the truth with your boyfriends by your side. “Once I realized he was after something more, I started turning down his propositions. Then he started asking me every day . . . then he started following me to my car,” you whispered the last part, worried about what might happen if your coworker heard you say that part. “Can we please leave now?”

Noticing that your hands were shaking and your bottom lip was quivering, Joe instantly knew that you were telling the truth; no one would ever be so terrified to tell a lie like this. “Yes, of course, we can leave now.” He held you closer. “Whatever you want.”

“So you’re gonna lie and make me look like the bad guy here?” your coworker huffed, truly playing the victim card to the fullest. “I’m the asshole because I wanted to buy you a few drinks and get to know you better?”

“No, you’re the asshole for continuing to pursue her when she clearly told you no,” Cherry snapped, now just as angry as Joe was, maybe even more. “She’s kind and, because of that, probably turned you down nicely—too nicely—and you took advantage of that . . . you fucking prick.”

Your eyes widened with disbelief. Usually, Cherry was the one to remain calm in stressful or aggravating situations, but apparently not this time. You rarely heard him curse or snap, let alone at someone he met for the first time five minutes ago.

Reaching out, you grabbed hold of Cherry’s hand and squeezed lightly to catch his attention. “I really think we should leave now,” you told him.

Drawing in a deep breath and collecting himself, Cherry agreed. “Yes, you’re right, we should. We have dinner plans and it would be a waste to miss them on account of this asshole.”

“Fine, have it your way.” Your coworker finally seemed to give in, but not without hurling a few insults your way first, of course. “I shouldn’t have wasted my time on someone like you anyway. What, two boyfriends is perfectly fine but three is crossing a line? Give me a fucking break. Slut.”

You saw the rage bubbling up in both Joe and Cherry, but before they had the chance to do anything about it, your coworker had turned his nose up at the three of you, pushed his way past, and exited the building.

As soon as he was completely out of sight, they both turned to you and you felt the tears begin to well in your eyes; not necessarily because you were sad or angry, but because you were so relieved that the truth had finally come out and your coworker had finally been dealt with.

“I’m so sorry,” you spoke through gentle sobs, trying to calm down all the while. “I should have told you two about him when it all first started but I just didn’t want to burden you two with an issue that seemed so . . . so stupid.”

“Stupid?” Joe pulled you in for an almost bone-crushing hug. “You said he was following you to your car. That’s not stupid. You must have been so scared.”

“You should have told us,” Cherry agreed. “Now that I know you were dealing with that all by yourself for months, it makes me feel like a bad boyfriend. I should have picked up on the signs, like when you came home completely drained last night. I wish we could have helped you sooner.”

Wiping away your tears, you drew in a deep breath. “Thank you for coming tonight and for telling him off. I just hope he doesn’t pull anything at work tomorrow . . . he is technically my superior.”

“If he tries anything, and I mean anything, you tell us right away. Okay?” Joe insisted. “From now on, no more secrets because you want to protect us or don’t want to burden us. Your problems are our problems.”

You nodded. “Okay. Thank you.”

“You don’t need to thank us. It’s our job to keep you safe and be there for you.” Cherry kissed your cheek softly. “Now, I’m starving so let’s go eat, yeah?”

Suddenly, you remembered just how hungry you were. “Yes, dinner sounds lovely.”

“Speaking of lovely, these are for you.” Joe handed you the bouquet of flowers—now with slightly smushed stems from his previous anger—that he had brought.

“They are beautiful.” You took them happily and gave them a smell, the floral scent bringing your nerves down a little. “You two seriously are the best, you know that?”

“We know.”

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euphoricfez · 2 years

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funny how fez was written by a man but no... he belongs to us girles and gnc/nb's now. he IS the female gaze with those soulful eyes, his drinking that respect woman juice on the daily, his mad p*ssy eating skills in every fic... and i love to see it. it's what we deserve, it's what lexi deserves... it's king behaviour quite frankly <3

I think about this all the time like.. how the hell did a MAN come up with him ? excuse me ? there is no way…..

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mitsukui · 3 years

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cherry explosion | b.w.

Pairing: Bill Weasley x female reader.

Summary: unexpectedly, Bill finds a way to give you the best New Year’s Eve you have ever had.

Word Count: 1,7k.

Warnings: smut! Oral sex (female receiving). Mentions of alcohol, drinking, and one-night stands ending badly.

Disclaimer: none of the pictures used in the edit below belong to me; I simply put them together.

A/N: sending all of my love to those who are spending their New Year’s Eve by themselves! Dear @maddi-sun18, thank you so much for the request, and I hope this can bring you some comfort. Please, leave me some feedback if you feel like it! My askbox is open for your opinions, thoughts and requests. Thank you so much for your time and attention ❤

Masterlist!

Sometimes, it was so easy to read men. Their actions were so predictable, and they never failed to act exactly the same as the ones who had been there previously.

You wondered if there was some sort of training for young gentlemen on how to pick up girls at hotel bars. There seemed to be four steps for a man to follow in order to get lucky: one – exchange looks with the chosen pretty girl; two – lure the prey by offering her a fizzy and fruity drink; three – make small conversation, and say she is different from any other girl in the room; and, finally, four – get into her panties.

All of that was bullshit, and you would never fall for it.

And, perhaps, that was why you panicked a bit when a painfully attractive man approached you in a different way.

“Hey.” He shot you a small, yet, charming smile. “Do you mind if I sit here? If I listen to Patricia Rakepick talking about her adventures in Japan for one more bit, I might die.”

Both of you were taking part in an international conference on Curse-Breaking. The event had gathered wizards and witches from all around the globe, which caused Gringotts to rent a few areas on a muggle hotel in London for it. Although it was a knotty task for so many people to act as if they had no magical powers rushing through their veins, every participant seemed to be doing well on their own.

His presence there was perfectly reasonable, once he was a Curse-Breaker himself. Yours, however, was a bit questionable. You, as a columnist for the Daily Prophet, had been asked to cover the event, and could not be any less excited about it.

It was New Year’s Eve. All you wanted to do was go home to your family and friends.

While many people were not shy on showing their personal preference for Christmas, you were crazy about New Year’s Eve. The upcoming novel 365 days for you to live as if they were your last, the fancy dresses you always insisted on wearing, the taste of fizzy and fruity drinks lingering in your mouth until January 1st – all of that meant something to you, as brainless as it sounded.

Your peevish ways were soon destroyed by his sudden presence and polite attitudes. After you agreed with his company, it did not take long until you were laughing about the event and the people attending it.

As a matter of fact, Curse-Breakers were rather odd and monotonous people. The man with fiery, long hair seemed to be a clear exception to them, with his exotic fang earring, and his dragonhide boots. He also was to be the only good-looking one in that crowded bar, in that stupidly sophisticated hotel.

He was surprising you second by second. Breaking every single trait of loathing you had piled up for men, due to failed relationships and other women’s reports, he was showing himself as a funny and respectful man.

Between a few drinks, you had talked about his insanely big family, your repetitive daily life, his experiences in Egypt, and how you accidently had Apparated in Colombia once, being left without any knowledge of Spanish.

There was something sweet and intoxicating about him; about the way he asked to hold your hand while you were talking, and about the way he confessed and apologized for being unable to stop staring at your lips and wondering what they felt like.

“They probably taste like cherries now.” You leaned in and whispered, the dizzy sensation caused by your Cherry Bomb drink starting to tingle your insides. In a bold movement, you took your cocktail glass towards him. With your other hand, you touched his chin, and pushed it down a bit, forcing his mouth to part open. Your gaze transformed itself into a flirty one, and you told him to sip your drink so he could get a better grasp on what you tasted like.

It did not take long for you to crash your lips against his after that. You felt comfortable doing exactly what you were doing. You felt like you were in command of your own feelings. There was no stupid game of prey and hunter. There was no lie being told so one would get lucky.

At that moment, there were only two adults, being nice to each other and understanding their desires fully.

Unlike so many other men, he had respected you and, in the midst of slightly drunken kisses and touches, he kept on trying to be certain you were okay and you really wanted that.

Bill was briefly tipsy as well, his tongue tasting like the scotch he had earlier. The mixture between your cherry-like taste and his own made you feel like you were in heaven, although his kisses were growing to be hungry and more desperate.

Half an hour later, your hair spread across the pillow he was temporarily using for sleeping purposes. Your dress had been lifted up until your stomach, and your underwear was now nowhere to be found.

His soft hands roamed around your inner thighs as his tongue lapped your juices. Surprisingly, he was terrific at that, and you suspected you would crave more once he was done.

As he gave short licks to your clit and his tongue ran around your folds, two of his fingers were inserted in you. You arched your back, and reached out for his hair. You allowed your own fingers to tug delicately on his locks, his name leaving your lips religiously. He kept on pumping in and out of you, the pressure on your soft spot increasing each time.

The burning knot in your loins became tighter, and he adored how you clenched your walls around him so strongly. You were a mumbling, breathy mess, but he was entirely mesmerized by the sight, and the intimacy you were sharing.

Almost as if destiny was playing a prank on you, when you hit your first orgasm, fireworks started exploding outside the window of his hotel room. You squeezed your eyes shut, and cried out in the greatest pleasure you had ever felt in your entire life.

Slurping and sinful noises were produced as you came back from your high, still moaning. Your entire body trembled violently, but his big hands soothed your delicious torture.

He looked at you and chuckled quietly, your fluids still hanging on his lips, making them even more kissable than before. You were stunning in his eyes, and he feared not being able to let you go after the morning would come.

“Happy New Year, darling.”

January 1st came as softly and quietly as it possibly could. You dozed off in his arms after you spent a bit watching the fireworks show, and talking as well. The fact he was a grown man, but still could hold a decent conversation for so long, without any visible struggles was amusing.

You woke up to the next morning weak daylight peeking through the curtains and tickling your cheeks. Something inside your chest felt amazing. Flashes of the previous night appeared in your mind, and you could not hold a smile back. Funny enough, the taste of your Cherry Bomb drink still lingered faintly on your tongue.

However, all of your peace of mind vanished in the very instant you realized you had woken up by yourself. Waves of embarrassment and regret crashed in your heart, and you felt ridiculous for falling for all of the sweet nothings that had escaped his lips.

“Yes, that would be all. Yes. Room 716. Thank you very much.”

His enchanting voice shattered your own trance into a million pieces, and his bare footsteps announced he was returning to the same spot where you were at. You pulled the white sheets up and covered your naked torso, still unsure of how you would have to deal with the rising tension of the situation.

He soon captured the image of you being up and a glorious grin painted his lips. “Good morning.” His lower body was covered by a pair of dark jeans, which seemed to embrace his existence perfectly well, despite being different from the visual image he displayed last night. How was it possible for someone to look that good early in the morning? Or was it really early? What time was it? What did happen after the fireworks? With a timid voice, you wished him a good morning, too, but remained silent afterwards. It was difficult for you to ponder your next actions.

“So, the room service guys will be here shortly. I took the freedom to order us some breakfast.” His eyes gleamed with a pure kindness as the words slipped out of his lips. “I hope you fancy some orange juice in the morning.” He was offering you nothing but soft spoken words, and thoughtful actions

What was that?!

“B-Breakfast?” You repeated the key word of the whole conversation in surprise. No one had ever prepared, or even ordered, you breakfast after a night of sex and lust.

“Yeah.” Bill was quick to notice your tone of surprise and, somehow, it was funny to him. A girl like you, whom had shown him nothing but a great personality so far, should be used to being pampered like that. “Did you think for one second that I’d just eat you out like that, and leave you hanging the next morning?”

Honestly? Yes. You did think of that. You feared you would be tricked once more. One more disappointment to be added to your personal archive. One more reason to continue living your life despising men.

His arms were crossed against his chest and he shook his head, a dismissive, short laugh echoing through the room. “I would be mental if I ever did that. In a few hours, you managed to wow me.”

He made his way to the bed, and his body sank down on the mattress, being placed right next to yours. Truth being told, without the alcohol, you felt quite shy being that close to such a handsome man. “And, if you allow me to, I want to continue seeing you. I want to get to know more of you.”

A snuggly heat erupted in you, and it was a novel sensation for you. Perhaps, not all men had those devilish ways in them.

“I’m terribly sorry, but I really feel like kissing you right now. But, given your astonished behaviors, I’m not sure if you’d enjoy that. What do you tell me?”

Perhaps, this new year would not be so terrible.

#bill weasley x reader #bill weasley imagine #bill weasley fluff #bill weasley #bill weasley smut #harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter smut #smut #🌼 — personal: writings

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twisted-writing-mess · 4 years

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Hello dear author-san! Can I request hcs or scenarios for Rook, Leona and Malleus where they get body swapped with their fem s/o due to some accident?

Dear Anon,

Au-Author-san? Do I deserve the honorific? I’m going to blush, there! *cough* Thank you for your request! I’ll go with headcanons, I hope this is fine for you.

Hope you’ll enjoy! Have an amazing day, wherever you are!

Not gender neutral: Female pronouns.

“Trust me with your marvellous body, ma douce!”

Is this accident a trouble or a blessing? A trouble because he cannot shower you with his love, but a blessing because he can now admire you even when you are not next to him. Oh, but do not fret, he is going to take a best of care of your body, even better than his own. And his respect for women is high, so he will never do anything with your body unless you give him permission to.

Almost nobody can tell that this is not you inside your body. Rook stalked observed you so much, he has every single of your mimics memorized. Even you are surprised. Speech, walk, sitting position, attitude towards your friends and students in general... Everything is perfectly copied!

If you take his phone, you will discover tones of selfies he took while in your body. Mainly cute ones. Many while testing different makeup on you. Some in outfits you do not even know. If you question him about it, he will simply reply that it was a golden opportunity to see what fit you the most. Spoiler alert, he thinks everything fits you.

He is a little sad when the accident is fixed and he is back in his body. But he is sure happy to be able to shower you with his love once more. He really enjoyed the experience.

“What a pain...”

Leona hates this. Look at him! The prideful lion loosing his body for a frailer one. Do not get him wrong, he loves you and does not underestimates your strength... He just prefers his own body and is stronger than you, in terms of physical strength, as a Magishift player.

Oh well, he is ready to sleep the day away, hoping that it will be fixed by tomorrow. Until you tell him that dissing classes in your body was out of question. What a pain. He is forced to go to classes, and there were not even his actually classes but yours so useless for him. But he will at least make an effort to take notes of what the teachers are saying for you.

Overall, Leona will still act like Leona. Poor Ruggie is taken aback when he sees your body being so demanding and lazy while Leona’s body is actually active and offers to help him. This hyena really needs holidays.

Once the situation is fixed, the lion sighs of relief. Leona drinks his respect women juice every morning so he took great care of your body. What a surprise to smell a really sweet cologne once back in your own body and how soft your skin is. You will have to ask where he bought those products.

“Now, I understand more your point of view.”

The first thing that Malleus notices is how everything looks different in your height. Now, he finally understands what you meant, when you were telling him he was ‘way too tall’. A whole new world is opening its doors to his vision. And for the first time in years, and maybe even centuries, he feels small, especially while standing next to you inside his body.

Other surprise for him is how people are not scared to talk to him when he is in your place. He never thought he would enjoy speaking with Ace and Deuce so much. Malleus is definitely enjoying this change. But nobody understands why Sebek is always running your way screaming something about humans taking advantage of the situation to grow near to Young Master

But Malleus is worried about you. If he is enjoying a new social life, you are probably alone, with people avoiding getting to near. He asks Lilia to stay by your side so you will not feel lonely during this period of time or when he cannot be by your side because of classes.

When the accident is finally fixed, he feels a strange mix of sadness and relief. He is happy for you to go back to your normal daily life, and he is happy to find his life back. But he enjoyed the social aspects of speaking with your friends. Be prepared for him asking if you can invite Ace and Deuce to talk with them.

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney's twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #malleus x reader #twst malleus #rook Hunt #twst rook #rook x reader #leona kingscholar #leona twst #leona x reader #Female reader #headcanons #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland headcanons #x reader #Self Insert

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quietepics · 3 years

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♡ · 　INTRO.　 * . V / ?.

here comes the boi ! hello boi~ welcome~ there he is , he is here ~ / ie i finally brought a himbo . i’m gonna try and keep this relatively short and sweet since i’m still figuring him out myself , but i hope y’all love my typhon kid , mister jesse garcia as much as i do !

THE BASICS

name: jesse antonio garcia nickname(s): jess, jessie birthday: february 25th , 1996 ethnicity: latino ( colombian - ecuatorian - mexican ) birthplace: new york , usa gender identity: cis male sexuality: pansexual / panromantic powers: beast creation mixtape: hml / sisyfuss , too close / sir chloe , loverboy / a - wall , cariño / the marias , just right / got7 , lo que siento / cuco , i need a hero / bonnie tyler character inspiration: jonathan joestar ( jjba ) , michael kelso ( that 70s show ) , sokka ( atla ) , dick grayson ( dc comics ) , josuke higashikata ( jjba ) , fushiguro megumi ( jujutsu kaisen ) , george ( george of the jungle i am so sorry )

THE MUSE ( bullying , blood tw )

jesse is the only child of clara garcia , a veterenarian based in queens , new york . though their family is small , consisting of both of them and the ocassional phone call from grandparents or other relatives , he never really had a problem with it .

jesse was always a sociable kid , making friends wherever he went and , since his mother was a vet , the boy grew up surrounded by all sorts of pets .

he lived a pretty normal life ; passable grades , good at sports , always willing to land a hand to anyone in need or help an old lady cross the street . he’d even run errands around his neighborhood , hoping to score a buck or two in the process . but things took a turn by the time jesse was in his early teens .

specifically after helping a guy from school who was being bullied by strangers who were much , much bigger than him ; even bigger than jesse himself . still , that didn’t stop him from walking over and standing up for the poor boy --- nor did it stop him from getting his ass kicked .

the fight was pretty bad , eventually leading to the point where jesse could feel himself begin to lose consciensce . whatever happened after that is history , but there’s one thing he remembers to this day : two big dogs , a black one and a white one , rushing from right where he laid on the ground and attacking the bullies , who ran away in fear .

when jesse woke up , he was lying inside an ambulance right where the fight took place , both his mother and the boy he’d saved standing outside and talking to the police . then , he noticed both dogs , the ones he’d barely caught a glimpse of before collapsing , sitting right outside the vehicle , watching him with an all too familiar gaze . he knew they were worried about him , and in return , he was grateful for them saving his life .

it was after that day that jesse learned about his father , typhon , and how the dogs were actually the young man’s very own creations , born from a moment of despair to save his life and his new friend’s .

it wasn’t long after that day that he was scouted to nemean lion by two agents , and though it wasn’t easy to leave his mother behind , jesse listened to her encouragement and moved to nl . they keep in touch regularly ( as he is extremely protective and caring of his mom ) , but there isn’t a day where jesse regrets coming to nl . he sees everything as one big adventure , even the things he doesn’t quite understand --- but hey , at least he’s got his dogs with him , as well as dozens of other pets he’s created over the years !

MISC.

himbo . he is a himbo . he is big and drinks respect women juice daily , and also brings some to his friends . he’s also not very smart but at least he’s cute and has a good heart .

jesse’s dogs are called dara ( female , white fur ) and zoro ( male , black fur ) . he didn’t choose their names , they just came to him as if the dogs had told him so , as if those were their names long before they were created . if he’s walking around campus without much of a plan in mind , just hanging around , you can bet both dogs are with him . they’re very protective of their owner , but also extremely kind and never really start a fight . pls pet them .

he works at the pet shop , and he LOVES his job ! not only does it make him feel closer to his mom even at a distance , but he loves sharing his love of animals with people from and outside of campus . he also makes some of the cutest little creatures you’ll find there !

james is his best friend and together , they are one whole idiot . their friendship literally began after they realized they basically share names with jessie and james from pokemon .

not a vegan , but doesn’t eat red meat at all . he’s not gonna murk you for doing so , but pls don’t take him to a stakehouse or anything like that . he usually avoids other kinds of meat in general , too , but especially red meat . that one is never being eaten .

his favorite things to create are dogs , cats , guinea pigs , wolves , bunnies and small birds . he can also create stuff like the hybrid creatures from atla , such as turtle ducks or koalaotters . he refrains from doing so though , and keeps those particular creatures strictly under his care in fear that someone might hurt them .

HE’S SO SOFT . biggest softie in the whole world , will do anything for his friends , will do anything for anyone at all ! he believes in you ! he’s your #1 fan !

honestly just let me write this boy i am so excited to share him with you all

#nlintro

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