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a-hazbin-reader · 3 months

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how about a reader who's been feeling pretty overworked recently?and just needs to rest but is to stubborn to Al does something about it?

Now it's Alastor's turn to pamper~

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: None I think??

Description: ☝️⬆️

You've been going nonstop all week and it's been taking it's toll on you physically and mentally

There's so much that needs done and you're only one person, you don't have time to sit and relax

Which means you're unintentionally taking time with you away from Alastor

Not his ears drooping and folding back when he realizes you're going to turn him down

"I'm so sorry, Alastor, I'm just too tired to go out and I really need to finish this."

"Y/N, it's our date night and I insist that you-"

"I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you later, I promise."

But you pass out and Alastor has to carry you to bed, hating that you're so overworked right now, that you have no time to spare for him

Which in his deer brain, means that you're neglecting him because you're so fried from work

And that means he's gotta fix this

But you're stubbon and won't relax willingly so he's got to get creative

"Darling, won't you take this bubble bath with me? I need help getting my back~"

🥵🥵 s-sure

He takes special care to massage and scrub every part of you until you're a gooey mess in his hands

Despite his claws, he can be surprisingly gentle, it's rather soothing to feel them ghosting over your skin

It's not until later when your back is against his chest and he's kissing your shoulder that you realize he's been spoiling you the entire time

Literally carries you to bed bridal style and dries your body with a loving reverence that makes you blush

"Alastor, I can do this myself-"

"Hush now, let me do this for you..."

Rubs fancy lotions and creams into your skin, massaging until you inevitably fall asleep under his care

Nobody is allowed to wake you or bother you at all for the time being, he'll make sure of it

He finds excuses to interrupt you during your work, forcing you to take breaks

"Darling, I accidentally made too much jambalaya! So I thought I might bring you some as I am quite sure you haven't eaten today~"

"Alastor, I don't have time to-that smells really good..."

It's so good you could cry, devouring the entire thing while he stays and has lunch with you, turning it into a mini date

You didn't even realize how tense were before Alastor showed up, feeling full and relaxed after he gives you a parting kiss

You really don't want him to go, watching him leave with a longing expression

Not him purposefully stealing something you need so that you have no choice but to seek him out

"Have you seen my folder? I can't get back to work without it!"

"Hm? I can't say that I have, but have you seen what a beautiful day it is outside? Why not just skip work today, and we'll take a stroll through Cannibal Town?"

Won't take no for an answer, already looping his arm with yours and marching you outside

It is actually a beautiful day outside

Takes you to all your old haunts and spends all day buying anything you even look at

It feels good to catch up with Rosie and some of your old friends, not having realized how long it's been since you've seen them

He also takes you out dancing, which leaves you tired and sore, but in the best way possible, he was always exciting to dance with

Will carry you home if he has to, will actually find an excuse to do so

"Do your feet hurt? Here, let me carry you~"

You pass out before he puts the blanket over you, soothed by his scent on your pillow

It's not until later when you wake up to him putting your folder back in your bag that you realize what he's been up to

"Alastor..?"

Oh fuck he's been caught

"Darling! I was just-cleaning off your bag and-"

"...just shut up and come back to bed..."

Literally climbs right on top of you and flops on you like he's your own personal weighted blanket

Kissing your neck and shoulders before whispering into your ear with a slightly guilty voice

"Are you angry with me?"

"Mm...not if you keep giving me attention like this..."

Well, he wouldn't want his darling Y/N to start getting angry with him now, would he?

The next day you feel more renewed and refreshed than you have in weeks, waking up tangled in Alastor's arms

You chuckle softly and push some of his hair out of his (totally not pretending) sleeping face, admiring his handsome features

He's a sneaky man who tricks you into relaxing and taking time for yourself because he loves you

And you love him all the more for it

This one was too cute! I hope you like it

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twobluejeans · 10 months

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HEARTBREAK ON TOUR!

charles leclerc x famous!reader

summary: in which the lavender haze has been lifted. or in which america’s it couple splits.

part 4: emo ponytail girl, part 3: dupeee, part 2: wtf does ET know?, part 1: don’t start

faceclaim: madison beer

ally’s radio 📻: PART 4! the drama goes on. a lot of tswift references 🫶

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yourinstagram thank u manchester & london for an amazing 5 days. you guys were so much fun to play for. i also wanna say thank you to my two beautiful children @oliviarodrigo @gracieabrams, eternally grateful for u guys flying in last minute to leave manchester w a bang. love u all so so much. see u soon amsterdam🖤

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oliviarodrigo 🥹🥹🥹🥹

gracieabrams i love you thank you 🤍

augustbridgelvr my founding fathers

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yourinstagram 1h (july 4)

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yourinstagram happy independence day from me n a few of my favorite people 🤍

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arianagrande love uuu!!!

yourinstagram arianagrande i love u more

canyonmoondeservesjustice why can i not picture all of them in the same room like 🧍🏽‍♀️

danielriccardo damn who’s that guy on the 3rd pic in white?? he’s so 😍😍

landonoriss danielriccardo me when i lie

yourinstagram danielriccardo ur gonna let him do u like that??

danielriccardo landonorris yourinstagram girl bye you’re just jealous you aren’t as pretty as me 🤷

danielriccardo notice how it got quiet. EXACTLY.🙄

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charlesleclercdaily Charles and Lola Ransdell at Wimbledon today!

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kingofmyh3art_ bye i’m crying he really out here winning the idgaf war 😭😭

55sainzleclerx Bro i can't get over the fact that she's the spitting image of Y/n

landoxcharles16 no bc why is every f1 driver entering their hoe era

szafanaccount12 landoxcharles16 no literally like charles gives me the ick now

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cl16daily Charles with a fan tonight in london

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youtolerateity/n dad pls wake up and come home

driverczains he looks so nice too UGHH

i2lvsrry She said to him that her favorite album was lover lol 💀😭

purrfecy/n/n i2lvsrry SHE DID NOT 💀

enchntdtwilight i2lvsrry SHE ALSO SAID THAT HE JUST SMILED AND LAUGHED AFTER SHE TOLD HIM

lewis44girls enchntdtwilight how do you know that??

enchntdtwilight lewis44girls I saw the original video on tik tok and she said that in a comment.

replovers hi 👋 im the girl in the picture! i was scared to approach him bc he was eating dinner with his new gf and i didn’t want to disturb him or anything so i waited until he was done. charles was very nice and talkative. i did mention that my favorite album was lover bc..it is. he just smiled and awkwardly chuckled. he then changed the subject and i got the hint. his new girlfriend, lola, actually took the photo too. she looks mean but she’s actually really nice, i can’t lie. she complimented my shoes. she was standing besides charles the whole time and had her hands locked with his, she looked kind of uncomfortable to be around cameras and get that kind of attention which is understandable yk.

mrrwoballstyles bruh they’re literally betty, august, and james 😭 NOT THE FOLKLORE LOVE TRIANGLE BECOMING REAL

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lolaransdell two tickets for barbie please

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ricciardofavboy i could SMELL the comments

herbffsinsta gorgeous gorgeous girly

lolaransdell herbffsinsta love uuu

grussellgirl where’s charles?

goldenstyles wow the power of plastic surgery and good lighting

haileybieber She knows she's the hottest 😍😍

itsainzleclerc remember u were a fan girl bye

y/nzone The only way this girl got famous was because of Charles. Other than that, nobody would have known who she was except her friends and now she pops up on Google and YouTube.

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ally's radio 📻 : so, um, secrets out? anyways, screw charles! #JUSTICEFORY/N2023 (this took me 3 hrs to make bruh, free me)

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keto-keyes · 3 months

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The Slytherins at Valentines

Imagine/preference

In celebration of the day of love, I have taken it upon myself to commit to paper how I imagine the Slytherins would celebrate Valentines with their S/O

Mattheo Riddle:

Mattheo would probably act like he'd forgotten until right at the last minute before it was time to head to sleep for the night

and practically dump a whole-ass pile of presents on his S/O's head.

definitely expects you to cuddle w/ him

he's the little spoon obviously

would constantly whisper things like:

"You thought I forgot, didn't you?"

"...Dumbass thought I'd forget the best day ever"

If you correct him, you lose your gifts

If you don't, smug ass bf forever

Choice is yours

He never really shows how touch-starved he is until Valentines Day, when he can snuggle with you and kick all the others out of your dorm without hearing you complain

not that you ever do

Basically, cuddles and rich-man benefits from the king of puppy eyes.

Tom Riddle:

This man... he is so romantic about how he spoils his S/O

A single rose, or a ring or some other piece of jewellery

Watch out, he'll present it at breakfast with a modest little card and expect you to wear it all day without fail.

might even buy you a crown fitting for the queen of the slytherins

doesn't like PDA, so none of that

Subtle smiles in your direction, maybe even a blown kiss

will love exchanging coded love letters with you like the little nerd he is

if you expected him to be cold like usual, he's not

other kids get time off from being victims, he's moony about you for a change

probably even brings small little things he finds to give you in-between classes

a feather, a dropped quill, some cookies he "borrowed" from some useless gryffindors

Mattheo couldn't stop teasing him after he caught Tom plucking nice-smelling herbs from the potions closet

You might need to stop him killing his brother

he's a gentleman, alright?

Theodore Nott:

Italians know how to Valentines Day

the saint is literally FROM Italy

and theo is rich. So....

Presents. lots of presents

anything you need

kisses also. lots of kisses

mans really loves kissing you. he'll never say no to PDA

staring at you for HOURS

dude has a stare like looking into the ocean - beautiful but somehow also makes you self-conscious

whispering to you in italian

even if you can't understand him, you know he's either complimenting you or whispering blasphemy about whichever first year last crossed his path

he likes to sit you on his lap when he can and rub your thighs or massage your shoulders

shoulder and neck kisses when you do

he doesn't like to be too far away from you, like any good clingy bf

will definitely need you to tell him to stop holding your hand or your waist before he does

maybe needs reminding multiple times. especially with other guys around

double the soft boy on the day of love

Draco Malfoy:

expect this boy to become very clingy

he's attention-starved, remember?

but he will give his S/O lots of gifts and presents to celebrate love

cards, messages via flying paper crane, roses, rings, ripped out passages of books from the forbidden section of the library, all the romantic gifts

he prefers to give little pecks on your cheeks when he can, but if not, definitely hand kisses.

i kid you not, he will get down on one knee with his usual gentlemanly demeanour just to kiss your knuckles

give this poor boy lots of kisses please

he needs them

play with his hair, let him be the little spoon

not that he isn't usually

he just won't let any of the others know that

holding hands

terrorising first-years

sending cutesy love letters to one another without the professor knowing

or zipping them right past mcgonagal's ear, if you live on the wild side

either way, he's so soft and squishy

Blaise Zabini:

i have come to inform you that this man will skip school for you

you're not feeling potions today, rather go out on the town? done

he does not care

you both get good grades anyway

all the sweets

sugar is his love language, and, funnily enough, your pet name

letting you wear his jackets

kisses. give this man some kisses

holding hands whenever you can.

i headcanon his hands are huge.

like giant sized

him smiling to himself whenever he sees you

"How did I manage to score this little sugarcube?"

yep, another sugar-themed pet name

you are like a little flower he needs to preserve (an icing flower, if you catch my drift)

another member of the touch-starved trio

he can do your hair for you (if you have long hair), but ONLY if you sit on his lap

this man knows french. and danish

did you know danish is one of the most beautiful languages on earth? well, you will soon

he likes muttering how pretty you are in danish. and how much he loves you

also, mans is a legit beanpole boy

he will rest his head on yours. he is just that tall

anyway, he loves you in 3 languages fam

Pansy Parkinson:

probably wants to make sure you both have the same number of presents

you'll always have one more than her somehow. like, how does someone forget they bought you the cat (or some other household pet) you always wanted?

isn't happy until she can constantly see a smile adorning your features

like Blaise, she will do your hair for you (if you have hair)

she buys THE NICEST necklaces and bracelets. not even Tom can compare

she can also speak french, but she'll only open up and start speaking it when you tell her you love her in your native language

will find pretty flowers to put in your hair or behind your ear so you can constantly smell of that flower

holding hands. there is no excuse

showing you off to the boys, making them pretend to have never met you before

no-one is allowed to make you smile except her. so, please stay away from Mattheo and Enzo for the day

will contain her anger and short temper for you

she's the little spoon.

you must comfort her. dealing with 6 boys everyday is tough

you're like royalty for a day, deal with it

Lorenzo Berkshire:

cheesy gifts. no cap

small flowers out of decorative bouquets? check

a flower or butterfly pin? yessir

constant hand-holding

teasing you

lip bites, squeezing your thighs, twirling strands of either of your hair

he is a major flirt, contrary to popular belief

he thinks you are the most adorable thing ever

loves to tell you how gorgeous you look

master gentleman in action, ladies and gents

singing cheesy love songs

mans will serenade you

he is the big spoon, for reasons you may never know

perhaps he likes holding his world in his arms

that's right folks, you are his WORLD

and nothing will stop him from telling you that as you nap in his arms instead of going to potions

#draco malfoy #mattheoxreader #mattheo riddle #lorenzo berkshire #tom riddle #theodore nott #tom riddle x reader #theodore nott x reader #slytherin boys #blaise x reader #pansy parkinson #draco x reader

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bluehourbucky · 1 year

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Love from afar

pairing: rockstardad!bucky x fpregnatmom!reader

summary: bucky is away on tour and you're catching up via face time.

a/n: new pictures of Sebastian got me feeling some type of way. also don't mind the kid names I don't know duhshd

-if you'd like to be tagged please let me know! tag list is open! so are my asks

warnings : sexual content / pregnancy / almost mas*uba*on / dirty talk

masterlist

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Having two kids, one of them being a toddler, does not make life easy, especially when your husband is across the globe.

You're proud of Bucky for achieving his dreams and going on a world tour with his band. However, he didn't have to get you pregnant before leaving for 6 months. To be fair, the tour was scheduled months before you even got pregnant.

Bucky and you talked about trying for another baby when he came back, but by the time he comes back, you will be well into your seventh month.

When you found out you were expecting, Bucky almost cancelled the tour because he straight up refused to leave you. It took a lot of conversation and favours to make Bucky change his mind about cancelling the tour.

Buckys sister Rebecca was a huge part of this working out, she's been incredibly helpful and you couldn't thank her enough.

Today, though, you were alone with the kids. Luckily, your kids are very well-behaved, and you stopped minding the absolute mess your house has been since having kids.

Lately, you've been missing Bucky, he's been a huge part of both your pregnancies. He was and is such a hands-on father and husband, so going through this without him is scary. Bucky calls every day no matter the time zone he's in at the time of breakfast - the most chaotic time of the day aside from bed time.

You smile, seeing his name pop on your phone screen, you swipe, and are met with his beautiful blue eyes.

"Good morning, doll. Looking as gorgeous as always. How are you doing? And little one? And our little trouble makers?" Bucky asks, he's literally a second away from buying plane tickets every single time you send him a picture of you or your kids or you three together.

He looks so good, that you don't know if it's the hormones making you horny or it's just the regular horny you get when you see him.

It's been a while since he had let his hair grow out, mostly because the kids have been obsessed with pulling it, and worst of all, they tried to consume it. Now, being on tour, he let it grow since no one tried to eat it yet.

Bucky didn't visit since he knew that he wouldn't be able to leave again, so he called as much as he could. He missed you more than his heart could take, but this years tour has been the biggest one they ever went to.

You can't help but look at your husband with hunger and love in your eyes, the hair tie on his wrist making you hot all over.

"We're good. Missing you lots, but we're okay. Leo and Theo are trouble as always, but they're good." Bucky smiles at the names of his two boys. He loves them more than anything, but he's secretly hoping that the third would be a girl. He's been dreaming of being a little girls dad. She would be his princess, and he would spoil her endlessly. Not that he doesn't spoil each and every one of you already, but he would be unstoppable.

"Lemme see you, give me a turn doll." You roll your eyes but do it nonetheless. You set the phone on the kitchen counter and lean it on the bottle of water. Bucky smiles wide when he sees your bump, he wishies he could be there and talk to it and give it kisses like he had done other two times.

"Looking good, Mamma, wish I was there with you, miss you a lot." he without fail manages to make you blush even after twenty years of being together. You turn to the side and lift your shirt to give him a better view. Bucky turns into a human heart eye emoji when he looks at his wife and not only are his band members teasing him about it but so are his fans.

"Damn, look at you. Shit I'd do anything to have be there, I would have you naked in our bed, you're so sensitive right now and I'm not there to enjoy it. You're killing me doll."

You whimper quietly, he's the one that's killing you. The two of you enjoyed pregnancy sex way too much, and he's right you're extra sensitive right now.

"Lemme see them beauties, bet they're so swollen, so delicious just for me."

You lift your shirt slowly, teasingly releasing your very much swollen and full breasts, Bucky is a very dirty man and you'd lie if you two didn't explore some fun kinks.

"Gorgeous, my pretty wife, looking so beautiful carrying my baby. All mine."

You're about to reach under your underwear, Buckys hand already wrapped around his cock.

"Daddy!!"

You straighten up, and pull your shirt down quickly, your 5 year old bursts through the kitchen door. You don't know how he knew you were even talking to Bucky but oh well. There goes mommy and daddy time.

"Good morning, baby boy. Is it just me, or every time I call, you get a bit bigger?" Theo squeals from excitement and then goes on a rant about something that happened in one of the shows he's watching.

While they talk you go and wake up Leo, your currently youngest kid.

You get him up and carry him in your arms to the kitchen, he leans on your shoulder still half asleep.

"Baby, gimme the phone for a second." Theo immediately gives you the phone and follows you to the kitchen island where you sat.

"There's my other baby. Still sleepy, mommy woke you up, huh? What are we gonna do about it?"

It was a perfectly reasonable time to wake up....

Your son picks his head up at his father's voice and smiles, reaching for the phone. You put Leo down on the carpet not far from you, so you can still see him and Theo, while you make breakfast.

"Mommy!!!" Theo yells and you look up from the fruit you're currently cutting.

"Honey you don't have to yell I'm right here." you put away the knife, when he comes closer, Theo recently took a liking to yelling and dangerous objects.

"Daddy wants to talk to you!" Theo yells and you cringe at the volume, you love him more than anything but how can such a small child be so loud.

"Doll, I gotta go, we got soundcheck in about twenty minutes, kiss the boys for me, okay? Love you."

"Love you more, and good luck! I know you'll be great! Oh, and don't you dare cut your hair before you come home. I'm going to divorce you."

Bucky chuckles and says love you again before hanging up.

"Theo what do you have there?"

"A KNIFE!"

"NO."

[THE END]

I think this might be my favorite thing I've written so far.....

likes, reblogs and comments are appreciated <3

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queer-n-here · 2 months

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UHM-UHM-

Yeah I have no shame to just not ask anonymously- anyways!

May I please request a 6'1 reader who is stoic, bold, also handsome as Dazai but ain't a womaniser, and is VERY quiet. With Dazai. He works at the ADA with him. He follows Dazai around like literally, he acts and opens up more to Dazai than he does with others, he literally doesn't care if Dazai was In the pm (they met at 14) or abt his crimes, he can read Dazai's emotions And can see through him, they R lovers, he is loyal asf to Dazai. He Also is rich asf and has better fashion tastes! Pls make both a oneshot or hc or ANYTHING ABT THEMMMMM

(I'm very desperate BC of a certain fantasy of mine)

Ah, I gotchu you bruv.

[ Also, let's do a little quiz. What country do y'all think I originate from? Like, based on my language and writing and just... Yeah.]

And yep, I'm double posting today!

Canonically, there are no mentions of Dazai's past before the Port Mafia, so I made stuff up. Hope you like it!

Contents: Uhh...a lot. I got... *winces* I got carried away.

Warnings: Angst, hurt/comfort, mentions of death, suicide and violence, Dazai's life is sad and so are these hcs.

You and Dazai met when you two were 14 each. It was a chance encounter, really. Both of you were orphans, and both of you were ability users, even though Dazai knew more about his ability than you did yours.

Both of you currently had no one in the world. That was the key factor that brought you two together. Struggling to get by and find a place of your own in the world, you met.

Neither of you opened up at first, cautious and calloused as you both were. It just happened; it didn't happen one particular day, and before you two had realized, you'd become each other's sole support.

You turned fifteen, and three months later Dazai met Mori.

He told you about it later, describing in the sort of detail no one else would get to hear how he'd rescued the Port Mafia leader from an enemy gang, unintentionally impressing him and securing Dazai a place in the Mafia.

You didn't like it. The job was dangerous, and you didn't want Dazai's hands to get stained with blood. When you told him this, he laughed it off, and said that he could handle it. You dropped the matter.

He was wrong.

You watched as Dazai changed, despite his promises and assurances. He grew ruthless, cruel in a way that made you ache as you watched him, silent. He started hating everything, even himself, and sometimes you thought he hated you, too.

He had a beautiful heart, you knew. But Mori was destroying it.

You talked to Mori about it, too. You might not have anything on him, yes, he was richer and way more powerful, but you had your ability, and you were ready to fight to death. Before you could, however, Dazai intervened.

That was the first time you two fought. After that, you went to him and told him you wouldn't care if he didn't want you to. If he wanted to keep going down the path that he'd chosen, you wouldn't stop him.

Sometimes, you look back and wonder if there was something you could have done for him other than what you did. You still can't think of anything.

You opened up a small business after that, and it slowly grew to a scale larger than you had expected.

Then you two turned eighteen. Finally, you were able to register your enterprises under your own name, being a legal adult. You and Dazai got wasted that night, and you watched fondly as he tried and failed to put his coat on so you two could go and meet Ango and Odasaku.

They had probably begun then, your feelings for Dazai. You were only comfortable enough with him to actually talk, and not just say what was absolutely required and then shut up.

He knew you in a way no else did. No one else knew what it looked like when you smiled, or threw your head back and laughed freely. No one else knew what it was like when you cared, when you brought over Dazai's favorite refreshing drink every time you visited him in summer. Or when you helped him change his bandages, touch gentle and careful against his soft skin.

And you knew him the way no else did. No one else knew what it was like when he was genuine, when he'd look up at you with earnest eyes. No one else knew what it was like when he flushed slightly, the red of his skin always starting from the tips of his ears and descending to his cheeks. No one else knew what it was like when Dazai protected, when he offered to use his contacts in the Mafia to get rid of your competitors, even though you declined every time. He had enough blood on his hands without you pitching in.

Eight months after that, he left the Port Mafia. He came to your apartment crying that day. His face was ashen, his shirt was covered in blood and his lips were trembling. The tears that had been collecting in his eyes for who knows how long finally spilled when he saw you, and the only thing you could do for him in that situation was open your arms and let him cling onto you. He kept saying 'Oda's dead... He's dead...'

That night, Dazai changed. Thankfully for the better. That flame in his eyes was gone now, the one that made you worry if he would burn himself and the world.

Dazai slowly stopped hating after that. You and Ango were the only two he trusted, the only two he would be genuine with. He didn't close up in a way that hid his smile, or in a way that made him withdraw from people. Quiet the opposite. He pushed himself outward, adopting a cheery persona that joked around and bewitched everyone.

The only smiles that weren't created but slid across his face on their own were ones that he smiled with you, and Ango.

You couldn't help but feel slightly bittersweet. Dazai was out of that hellhole, that cursed gang that was making his heart black. But Odasaku was dead.

After that, as your twenties arrived, Dazai joined the Armed Detective Agency. You were happy, then.

You two celebrated at a lavish restaurant. Your business had grown to be Japan's No. 1, and the money that spilled in with it was something neither Dazai nor you had expected.

But your hopes for the ADA were too high. Sometimes, Dazai still wanted to leave. He said he wanted to kill himself, and even though he would always laugh it off, you couldn't help but notice that his eyes would always grow hollow when he spoke of it.

And so the only thing you could do was love him. You loved him and tried your best to let him know, buying him unnecessary gifts and putting him on top of your mental priority list. Even your staff knew you loved him; it was apparent and obvious.

Dazai was probably the only one that didn't notice it, that genius dumbass.

And so you tried harder. You had never been good with words, but you tried to be vocal about your feelings, telling him he was cute when you thought so, and saying that he looked good when he did.

Dazai still didn't notice. The day he found out was when you got drunk and blurted it out.

You still don't have a lot of memories from that night, and Dazai says that you passed out soon after confessing. He finds it funny now, even though he didn't back then.

Your confession made Dazai pull up a wall against you. This surprised you, hurt you, and you tried apologizing, tried to get him to just talk to you. You told him that it didn't matter if he didn't return your feelings.

Something was hurting Dazai, you could tell. But he just wouldn't talk to you, going so far as to changing his phone number without telling you.

So you showed up at his workplace. Kunukida knew you by sight; you often came to pick Dazai up from work. You two had a big fight, shouting in one hallway of the agency building, making such a ruckus that Ranpo and the others came over to watch.

It ended with Dazai turning around to leave, and you were planning to let him go. But then you saw a tear glisten at his cheek last moment, and hence gave chase.

You chased him down all the way from Yokohoma to Kawasaki, only stopping when Dazai collapsed in the middle of a street, his frame shaking with sobs as he started hyperventilating. You crouched down beside him and pulled him to your chest, rubbing his back and conducting his breathing, your voice soft as it told him to inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale....

He fell asleep on your shoulder, in the middle of nowhere. You carried him back to your house, and tucked him into a warm bed. The next morning, he wouldn't meet your eye.

Usually, you would have let him; there was hardly anything that Dazai would do that you would disapprove of. But lately, you had been going against his wishes a lot, so you decided to do that one more time.

When he tried to leave, you pinned him to a wall and forced him to look at you. It wasn't difficult, Dazai had never really worked out, even as a part of the Port Mafia. His fighting style was more quick and clean moves than brute strength.

It worked well in your advantage as he tried to struggle against your hold and failed miserably, tears collecting in his eyes and threatening to fall.

"Dazai," You said. "If you want me to disappear from your life, I can do that." He looked up at you, eyes wide and blurred. "But there's one catch. You have to say it. Say it to my face, tell me to leave, and I swear on my own life, I'll vanish. You won't ever see me again." And then the tear that had been collecting in his eye all this time fell, sliding down his cheek and onto the collar of his shirt. His arms went limp in your hold, and he wobbled forwards. You caught him as he fell, and he sobbed into your shoulder again. His hands were clutching at your shirt as if for dear life, and even as you rubbed his back, more tears fell from his eyes. You held Dazai through his breakdown. The next time he spoke to you, he said the words, "I like you too much." It was a silent confession, almost muffled into your shoulder as the post-crying exhaustion overtook. You pulled him closer and pressed a kiss into his temple.

It was alright after that. You asked Dazai why he tried to run away, and the only thing he said was that he got scared. He chose not to explain, and you chose not to push him.

Now, everything is good. Dazai's job at the ADA does worry you sometimes, even if it's for the good, it's dangerous, but you know he loves his job, no matter how many jokes he makes about Fukuzawa's violation of the Labor Laws. And he loves you, that's all you've ever needed.

Being in a relationship with him is not always easy. He still speaks of dying, and the thought of him leaving you makes you panic. Sometimes, you still don't know what to do to make him feel better. But you manage to work through it.

You love Dazai, after all. You have ever since you two were kids.

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skzdreamz · 1 year

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Can I request giving sub! Hyunjin a handjob at the Versace party in the bathroom🤭 HE LOOKED SO GOOD TODAY IM-

what a GREAT REQUEST! this is the first time writing a member as a sub so I hope it’s good … enjoy!! <3

feedback is always very much appreciated !

Helping hand - Hwang Hyunjin

pairing: sub!Hyunjin x gn!reader warnings: pet names, handjob, cum play, cum eating word count: <1.0K

you were so excited from the moment you heard you were able to come to Cannes with your boyfriend. he was attending the fashion show for the new Versace collection and you couldn't wait to see the outfit they had planned for him. Hyunjin always looked amazing in anything he wears, but now that his hair is elegantly long again you know he's going to look amazing once again.

right before the show, your outfits were brought to your room and you waited patiently for Hyunjin to come out of the bathroom to see his outfit and you couldn't believe your eyes when you saw him step out of the bathroom wearing this simple but elegant outfit. he spinned around to show you the full look. he literally took your breath away. "ready to go love?"

you arrived at the show and he linked his arm in yours as soon as you stepped out of the car. the location is beautiful, it almost feels like you're dreaming. being here in this beautiful place with the most beautiful man by your side. your live couldn't get any better than this.

you watched him do all of these interviews. and you can't help but smile at his cute shyness while talking to the interviewers. he tries his best to do everything right and that's what you adore most about him. you feel so proud.

"why were you smiling like that" he chuckles. you take his hand in yours leading you away from the crowd. "you look so good" you say as you rub you thumb on his hand. "I can say the same thing about you" he smiles.

you find your seats to look at the fashion show. the whole collection looks absolutely stunning, but you just can't seem to focus. you glance to your right and see Hyunjin enjoying the show. you can't help but stare at him. he looks really stunning, his jaw sharp and his hair styled beautifully. his voice startles you out of your trance "stop staring honey" he giggles.

the show is finally done and you couldn't wait to get back to the hotel. but just as you were about to leave Hyunjin and you were invited to the after party. you know he can't decline such an exclusive offer so you both decide to go.

Hyunjin was looking outside the window to get some peace in his mind before attending another draining event. you place your hand on his thigh, making him look at you. "something wrong baby?" he places his hand atop of yours. you give him a quick kiss to assure him you're fine. as you pull away you see his cheeks has gotten a bright shade of red and he's grinning like an idiot.

the ride to the party took way too long for your liking. you began to grow impatient. seeing your boyfriend look this good makes you yearn for his touch. you still had a couple more hours to go before you two could go back to the hotel, but you couldn't wait that long.

you grab his arm as soon as you step out of the car, guiding him to the nearest bathroom. you lock the door immediately and turn to face Hyunjin. he has a confused look on his face as he tilts his head to the side. "so there is something wrong?" he asks.

“you look so handsome baby, let me take care of you” you say as your finger draws circles on his chest. you hear his breath hitch at your words and you know immediately that you have him wrapped around your finger again. he’s so whipped for you and you know he’ll do anything to please you, so would you.

your finger travels down his chest to his abdomen, stopping right at the waistline of his pants. his breathing has gotten heavier by now and you are met with the beautiful sight of your panting boyfriend as soon as you look up. you stop for a moment and he grabs your wrist. “please.. I need more, don’t tease” he whimpers.

you put your hand down his pants, rubbing his half hard cock over his underwear. you feel his cock twitch with excitement as you keep grabbing and stroking him. he’s a bit too quiet for your liking so you remove your hand from his pants to spit on it and rub your saliva all over his cock.

he let’s out a delicious moan as you start rubbing the head of his cock between your fingers, spreading the mix of your saliva and his precum all over his cock. he throws his head back and grips the edge of the sink. his knuckles turning white from squeezing so hard.

you know he’s going to blow soon by the pretty moans and hitched breathes he lets out. taking in the sight of him enjoying the pleasure you’re giving him makes you proud. you can already imagine how his beautiful face will scrunch up with pleasure when you get him over the edge.

“you’re going to cum all over my hand pretty boy? make a mess for me huh?”. you say as you squeeze his cock a little harder. “come on be a good boy, I know you want to be my good boy” that’s all it takes for him to release his seed in your hand. he whimpers as you keep stroking his oversensitive head, guiding him through his orgasm.

soon enough you pull your hand out of his pants. his white liquid all over your hand. you look up at him and put your fingers in your mouth, tasting him. he looks at you with big eyes, making you want to ruin him.

you clean your hands and clean him up a bit to look more presentable for when you two leave the bathroom. after you’re done you give him a sweet kiss on the lips. you softly stroke his hair, smiling at him.

“I can’t wait for us to get back to the hotel so I could make you feel even better”

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javierpena-inatacvest · 9 months

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Because i can't get enough with Javi and Osita, for your 500 follower celebration, could I request #19 with themmmm?

and btw congratsssss for your 500 followers! you have so much talented, i love your writing so muchhhhh you deserved more and more followers ❤❤❤❤❤

Nonnie!!!! Thank you so much, you are so sweet 😭💖 I literally cannot get enough of them either and this one put me in the feels bc UGH I would say this is spoilers but its not because y'all already know how feral I am to give these two a baby mwahahahha

Peanut Butter and Pickles

Summary: When Javi can't find you at the house, he begins to panic. Little does he know, you were just out at the store picking up your new, weird pregnancy craving.

Word Count: 1.2K (GOLD STAR FOR ME THIS IS THE SHORTEST THING I'VE EVER DONE)

Warnings: FLUFFFFFF, pregnancy, anxiety, mentions of food/eating, Javi just being a protective dad to be and literally just the cutest UGH

A/N: I need dad Javi deep in my bones. I NEED IT.

This can be read alone or as part of the It's Never Too Late Series!

Prompt from the 500 Followers Celebration Request!

From the moment he found out you were pregnant, Javier Peña had become an absolute nervous wreck. Not because he didn’t want to be a dad, not because he wasn’t over the moon excited to finally have the family he had always wanted, not even because he was worried about all of the ups and downs that parenthood could throw at him. Javier Peña was a nervous wreck, because there was nothing he wanted more than to give you and that baby everything in life that you’d ever deserved, and then some. Ever since he saw those two pink lines across the 6 pregnancy tests you had shown him almost 8 months ago (because you honestly couldn’t believe it either), Javi was willing to drop anything and everything to make sure you had everything you needed to keep you and that baby happy and healthy.

You generally prided yourself on being incredibly independent, not needing to ask for help on many things because you could figure it out on your own. That all came to a crashing halt the moment Javi found out you were expecting. As much as you insisted that you were more than capable of doing normal things around the house, this man couldn’t even let you get up to get a glass of water without offering to do it for you. You tried to fight it for a while, but now that you were 8 months pregnant in the middle of the sweltering July heat, you had found yourself more than happy to take up Javi on anything he was willing to help with.

On this particular day, you had found yourself absolutely miserable- your back was killing you, you were absolutely exhausted, and you could not stop eating because you knew you were craving something, but you just couldn’t figure out what it was. You wandered over to the kitchen, for what must have been the 14th time today, opening and closing the fridge and pantry until it finally hit you. You needed pickles and peanut butter. Like, now. Looking over at the clock, you knew Javi would be close to being home soon, and would be more than happy to pick you up anything that you needed. He honestly probably would have been less shocked by this request than your one for tuna and ice cream a few weeks ago. But you couldn’t wait for Javi to get home, and with how close the grocery store was, you figured you’d probably be there and back before he even got to the house and there wasn’t any use in telling him that you’d be gone. Pulling your tank top down over your bulging belly, you slipped on your shoes and grabbed your keys, heading out to your car to head out to the grocery store.

There hadn’t been a day that had gone by since Javi found out that you were pregnant that he hadn’t come home from work with the goofiest grin on his face. It didn’t matter how shitty his day had been, the fact that he knew he got to come home to you and the beautiful baby growing in your belly was the only thing in the world he needed to make him happy. That smile, however, quickly began to fade as he pulled into the driveway and realized that your car was gone. Trying his best to be rational, Javi jumped out of the car, not even bothering to grab his things as he ran into through the front door of the house. That rational quickly turned to panic as he went to grab the doorknob and realized that it had been left unlocked. “Hey Hermosa, it’s me!” Javi called out into the family room, greeted by the unsettling silence of no response. Making his way down the halls, opening up every door as he passed, his heart began to race, as you were nowhere to be found. Taking one last deep breath before going into full blown terror, Javi took out his cell phone to call you, hoping that your sweet voice would answer and calm his nerves. His call had the complete opposite effect, hearing the ringtone of your phone from the kitchen repeat over and over again. “Fuck…” He muttered to himself, now racing back to the front of the house, his brain flooded with the terrible what-if’s of why he couldn’t find you. His hand shook as he reached out to grab the doorknob to go back out to his car, but froze the moment he heard the sound of the garage door closing. It had been years since he had to carry a gun, but there was something so instinctive about the way he reached for the back of his waistband, praying with every bone in his body that whatever the reason was for the garage opening wasn’t the same reason he couldn’t find you. He waited a few more moments, slowly making his way towards the noise.

“Oh hey! You’re home!” You grinned as you waddled down the hallway, pickle already dipped into the jar of peanut butter you had opened on the drive back from the store, about to shove another bite into your mouth before noticing the expression on Javi’s face. “Baby, what’s wrong?” Your heart sank to his chest as you rushed over to Javi, standing at the front door with a panic stricken look spread across his face.

“Never scare me like that again.” He whispered, his voice trembling as he wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you tightly before pressing a soft kiss into the hair twisted into a messy bun on your head. “The car was gone and the door was unlocked- I- I tried to call your phone but you left it here. I thought something happened to you, Osita. Fuck, you scared me.” You could feel his heart rate finally starting to slow as you snaked your arms around his waist, peanut butter and pickle still in your hand.

“Javi, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” You looked up at him as he cupped your cheek, rubbing his thumb along your jaw. “Your child is an incredibly hungry monster, just like her daddy, and I was convinced that if I didn’t go get this from the store this second I was literally going to explode. Although I was hoping that peanut butter and pickles was a less scary combination than the tuna and chocolate ice cream she wanted the other week.” You giggled as Javi dropped to his knees, rubbing his palms against your belly, peppering the bump with gentle kisses.

“You still think it’s a girl?” He asked, beaming up at you, his mind now at ease as he had the both of you in front of him.

“If there’s anything I know, it’s that whatever it ends up being, it’s got your appetite.” The both of you laughed as Javi stood back up, planting a tender kiss on your lips before pulling away.

“Whatever it ends up being, I just know you’re gonna be the best momma in the whole world, and I love the both of you more than anything.” You felt your eyes begin to water, wondering how in the world you had ended up so damn lucky.

“We love you too, Jav. Now let me eat my peanut butter and pickles before they get all full of tears and I have to go back out and buy a new jar.”

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spnhits-blog · 2 months

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Never Enough

Request: "Can you do 7 and 9 from prompts list for John b? Angst with happy ending. An idea for plot: John b is in love with insecure reader, who can't see why he is in love"

Prompts:

7. "Please just leave me alone,” “I can’t.”

& 9. "I got your message.”

I hope this is something like you were imagining, I had fun writing this one! Thank you for requesting!! Sorry for the delay I just finished finals, hoping to get out some more requests soon. <3

Warnings: angst, fluff, insecure!reader, female!reader, arguing, kinda long

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“She was so hot bro. What’s wrong with you?”

Y/N’s hand was raised in the air about to open the Chateau door but you stopped yourself after hearing JJ and John B talking.

”Nothin man,” John B groaned, fidgeting with bandana around his neck as JJ teased him.

”No seriously, what was it?” JJ wiggled his eyebrows, bouncing around the front room with energy.

John B sighed knowing JJ wouldn’t quit unless he was satisfied with his answer. “She was..”

Y/N held her breath in anticipation. You've had your eyes on John B since you were all kids, but always thought there was no way he'd feel about you in that way. Even before the no pouge on pouge marking rule started. And why would he? You weren't anything special, you’d been convinced of that.

”She couldn’t keep a conversation.”

JJ scoffed, “And? You don’t need to be having a conversation with her when she's - “

“JJ.” John B cut him off, giving him a stern look. JJ took a pause and caught what John B was trying to say. He wasn’t interest in any of the girls on the island, only one girl had his heart. And all of the other pouges knew but you.

But you weren’t paying attention to anything going on inside after JJ implied how gorgeous this random girl really was. Prettier than me, you thought. John B deserved someone like that, someone like Sarah Cameron status. There was no chance he’d feel the same way about you; you didn't even think you were as funny or carefree as someone like Kie, someone who actually has a shot with him.

And it wasn't like you wanted to compare yourself to your other best friend, but it was something you couldn't help. You've always done it with everything. Whether it was being smart or having the right body type, it was like you could never amount to any other person. It's gotten to the point that you couldn't fathom any guy on the island looking in your direction. Unaware to John B mad dogging any guy who tried to flirt with you at any of the annual boneyard parties or got into literal fights with guys who talked about you vulgarly in school.

”Y/N, hey!” John B opened the chateau door and saw your surprised face seeing him appear right before you. “What you waiting out here for?” He gave her a bright smile and never looked away from your e/c eyes.

Y/N let out a shaky breath and quickly put on a tight smile. “Just waiting for you girls to finish getting ready.” You joked her heart fluttering hearing John B’s big laugh. Y/N peered over his shoulder to see JJ staring at the two with mischievous eyes. “You got the cooler, right?”

You turned around quickly, hoping that you covered your uneasiness well. You never wanted them to know the kind of thoughts you had swirling around in your head, it would be just another thing to be seen as less than.

JJ carelessly grabbed the cooler off the ground and began to follow after the girl who already started walking down to the HMS Pouge. “Yes, Mrs. Rout -“

John B elbowed him in the gut causing JJ to stagger with loud groans. He smirked to himself before jogging down the grass to catch up with you.

He untied the boat before climbing on and offering a hand to you. “You look beautiful today, sweet girl.”

Your checks turned a bright red, causing John B’s smile to widen even further. You held his hand and stepped up onto the boat giving him quiet “thank you”.

John B say himself in the drivers seat, heading off to meet with Pope and Kie once JJ finally hopped on. He was coming up with ways to finally come clean and tell you how he feels. But was so oblivious how your sad eyes focused on the water, thinking how there was no way John B was serious.

_ _ _ _ _ _ _

Once you all met up with the other two pouges at the Wreck, you excused yourself to use the restroom. The other four pouges continued eating the free food Kiara's dad reluctantly gave them after some convincing.

"So," Kiara faced John B, the other two boys following as well. "How are you going to tell her?"

He froze and the french fry in his mouth went limp. His eyes darted to your figure entering the women's bathroom. "I'm not sure yet."

"You're not sure yet?" She scoffed. Pope nodding along next to her.

"I think you should do it pouge style." JJ shook John B's shoulder, grinning like a fool.

"I think JJ might be onto something," Pope paused to give JJ a look. "But not in a stupid way like he's thinking."

"Oh, come on man. Girls love adventure."

John B chuckled, pursing his lips once he swallowed his meal. "What are you guys suggesting?"

"Well, we were thinking you could take her out on the Pouge for a late night boat ride." Kiara spoke for both her and Pope. John B's eyebrows rose in shock, they really had been thinking about this.

"And then when the time is right you just tell her how you feel." Pope finished.

"Do you guys really think she'll say yes to being my girlfriend? I mean we've been friends forever - "

Kie cut him off, "You've been in love with her forever. And it's no secret."

He rubbed his mouth and jaw as he took in what she said. John B was so deeply in love with you and the only thing holding him back was the fear of you not wanting him. Once the pouges start pointing out your own feelings towards him, he began seeing it himself so he knew he was being silly. But it still was a fear regardless.

The boy looked down the hallway to see you finally making your way back towards them. The sun shining through the windows of the restaurant lit up your unique features he spent countless nights dreaming about. You caught eyes with him and both of you couldn't stop the shy smiles and subconscious thoughts from forming.

God, she's everything.

I wonder if he's thinking about that girl.

_ _ _ _

7:08 pm

Bird: Hey wanna go out on the pouge, just us?

Bird: I'll bring snacks

Y/N let out a laugh as the texts popped up on your screen. All five of you had gone out the day before, but the hot sun beating down on you was making you miss it already. Plus you just got done from a day of delivering groceries.

7:10 pm

Sweet girl: Sounds good to me!

7:11 pm

Bird: Sweet :)

You got ready, throwing all your clothing around your room as you tried to find a good outfit and just decided you'd pick it up once you got home. John B said he'd be there in just twenty minutes after his initial text, so you were rushing to fix your hair and makeup next.

Once you were finally ready you walked down your unkept backyard to wait for him to come by on the Pouge. Which wouldn't be long since you could already see him heading towards you, with one hand waving in the air.

You laughed again, he was such a goof. Plus so easy on the eyes, and always made you feel like you had a place in the world with him. It was what made you start to fall for him in the first place.

"You ready?" He called out while pulling to the edge of the bank so you could get on. Trying to gently park, even though it bounced off the bank a little bit.

Y/n laughed, "Y'know I always am." Looking inside the boat you saw the snacks in picnic baskets you've never seen at the Chateau. You didn't even think John knew where they would be sold on the island. Also some blankets that weren't brought out often, only for when you all stayed out after it got dark. You stepped on with a smile and took a seat on the bench nearest to his seat.

He sent you one back before he sped off into the marina.

_ _ _

The two of you spent the next hour, almost two now, just swimming, eating and dancing. You both hadn't just hung out alone together in quite some time since all of the pouges had mostly the same schedule. But it was really nice, didn't help your crush one bit but you'd always be able to see him as your friend first. No matter how upset that could make you.

You wrapped the blanket around your body, now dried off and wore John B's shirt he offered you. And he insisted through all your, "no, it's okay," or "I'm fine."

"So.." He started to say, sitting on the floor of the boat shirtless. He looked up at you, squinting just a little bit from the sun setting behind your figure. "There's something I've been needing to tell you."

"What is it?" You bit your lip, you could see his nervous but serious body language and it scared you a little bit to be honest.

He sucked in a deep breath, sitting up a little bit straighter as he gained the courage. "We've been friends forever, you're one of the most important people in my life and I wouldn't want anything to mess that up. And so I just need you to know that no matter what, that's what I care about most, okay?"

Oh god, he knows. Y/N's body froze. Hundreds of thoughts crossed your mind, but thinking that he knew about your unrequited crush was the most present. You couldn't help but dread the rejection that was coming. "Look, John - "

"Y/N, please.. Just - you understand that, right?" He interrupted her, slowly moving closer to her to put a hand on yours. The other one holding the blanket in death grip around yourself.

You sighed, fighting off the tears you felt making their way to be seen. "Yeah, I understand."

He awkwardly let out a sigh of relief and a smile, still not letting go of your hand. "I love you, Y/N."

You furrowed your eyebrows, and shook your head in confusion. "O-okay..? I love you too John B but I don't get - "

"No, Y/n. I'm in love with you, in that 'love you' type of way. You've been the only one on my mind for so long and I've just been scared - I don't even know why really. But I was and I felt I needed to say it now before it was too late."

Your mouth dropped at the rambling confession. What? You tried to form words but your lips just shaped "O" before falling back to it's shocked state. He had to be lying, someone must have said something to him and now they're all making bets to whether or not she'd think he'd be capable of loving someone like her. How could I be so stupid. No one on the island has been interested in me, now John B says he does? I don't buy it.

You moved your hand away from his to push your hair out of your face as you tried to figure out what was going on. "Wh-why are you doing this? It's not funny."

"Funny? What are you talking about, sweet girl?" He asked, shifting his weight to his knees as you began to get up and walk over to where the rest of your clothes were. He watched as you faced away from him to peel off his shirt, throw it to the ground before putting on your big t shirt and jean cut off shorts. He quickly tried to keep up and jumped off the floor. "Y/n, talk to me."

You huffed, rubbing your hands on your face. You could feel his warmth behind you, but it just made you even more sad. You'd expect this kind of behavior from some random kook on the island, but John B was supposed to be your safe heaven. He had always protected you from the bad things in life. But this? Pretending to like you to see what you'd say, making you feel like someone out there could love you? This was just plain cruel.

"This is a new low, John B.."

His heart shattered, what was so wrong of him? He knew if he said anything there was a chance you'd freak and actually not like him back. Now the girl of his dreams rejected him and he lost his best friend. Great thinking, guys.

"Y/N please, can we just talk about this - "

You turned around, brushing past him to take a seat further away from the driver seat. You spared him no look, oblivious to the way you broke his heart back. "I just want to go home."

He stood broken, tears shinning in his eyes as he realized you couldn't even look at him anymore. John B swallowed the lump in his throat before bending down to grab his discarded shirt to put it on. Once on, he started the boat and headed back towards your house without a word.

_ _ _ _ _ _ _

10:49 pm

Bird: Please answer me

Bird: I can't just leave things like that

6:52 am

Bird: I know I freaked you out but I can't lose you

3:33 pm

Bird: When we were kids I promised I'd never lie or hurt you intentionally. I haven't broken that

3:35 pm

Bird: You're killing me sweet girl..

14 missed calls from Bird.

You tossed your phone on your bed for the umpteenth time today. John B wouldn't stop calling or texting you ever since you basically jumped out of his boat the night before.

He knew your sleeping schedule and had the decency to not call you from 12 at night to 9 in the morning to not bug you.

You just didn't get it. None of it made sense, really.

1. There was no crowd of people to be in on the joke. And 2. John B was so apologetic and concerned for you - why would he agree to do something like that?

But you couldn't wrap your head around him being genuine either. That was just a fairy tale dream of yours you drilled into your head years ago.

Your phone lit up again.

8:14 pm

Bird: Screw it

Bird: I'm coming over

Not even ten minutes later, the Twinkie came flying down the uneven road towards your house. He jumped out of the van, before stomping through the grassy backyard. He started to make his way up to your bedroom window, remember exactly which step to take to make it in undetected by your parents.

"I got your message." You spoke first, standing a quite few feet away from him near your back door with your arms crossed. "Did you really need to come all this way?"

"I'm sorry I - " He stuttered, letting himself drop down to the ground so he wasn't scaling the side of your house anymore. You startled him, and to be honest with himself, he didn't think you'd even let him go near you nonetheless be waiting outside for him. "I don't know exactly what to say except that I never want you to look at me the way you did yesterday. I never wanted to hurt you."

"Yeah well think of that before you try to pull something like that ever again."

He started to take cautious steps toward you, careful not to scare you off again. "Pull what? Tell you that I love you?"

You shake your head, your arms swinging in front of you exasperated. "God, stop saying that!"

"Why, huh? You think this is some sort of joke to me?"

"Yes! And you don't have to keep pretending, I already see through your bullshit."

"Bullshit?" His eyes are teary and wide, stepping even closer to you now. You're too caught up in your distraught emotions to notice. "You think how I feel is bullshit?"

You gulped your response. You were so blinded by your own insecurities that you ignored this man practically yelling back at your face that he loves you. You blinked and took in his clearly upset form. At the end of his sentence his voice was wavering and it made your heart clench seeing him this sad and angry. It was too late anyways.

"I know it is. Someone like you couldn't love someone like me.." You sniffled and turned around to head towards the back door. "Please just leave me alone."

Your hand grabbed the doorknob but his bigger hand fell on top of yours before you could twist it open. You felt his body warmth right behind you. You stared straight ahead as tears started to fall down your cheeks, and his hand slowly lifted yours off the handle.

"I can't." John B slowly turned you to face him once more. He raised a hand to wipe the tears off your face, and kept it holding the side of your face up to look at him. "You don't think I could love someone like you?" He spoke as if you burnt him. As if you were the one hurting him all this time. "How could you think that?"

You couldn't help but be honest now. "Because I don't deserve it.. You deserve someone much better than me."

"Y/n, love, you are much more than you think.. You're everything to me. I think you're the most talented, smartest, funniest, beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on. I mean that." His words were so genuine you couldn't help but blush. "And it breaks my heart you don't think that about yourself."

"I'm sorry," You whispered trying to lower your gaze but he lowered himself down try to keep eye contact with you until you looked back up at him normally.

"Hey, hey, hey.." He cooed doing so. "You don't ever have to apologize to me for something like that. I just want you to know just how perfect you are."

One of his hands came up to wipe the tears under your eyes, causing you to crack a smile. He mirrored your expression, the other hand going around your mid back to hold you closer to him.

"And that smile of yours makes my heart skip every time." John B whispered. "Will you let me try to make you see what I see?"

You blinked your tears away to see his big doe eyes stare into your own. You quickly take a glance at his plump pink lips, before looking back up at him again. You gave him a shy nod, blush creeping on your cheeks from how close the two of you were.

He slowly leaned down, giving you an opportunity to back away or say that this wasn't what you wanted. But it was, it's been something you've wanted for so long.

You closed your eyes, leaning in until you felt his lips on yours. You wrapped your arms around his body, as he kept one hand on your cheek and jaw and the other around your back.

It felt like everything fit perfectly between you two. Your lips moved against one another in sync, and you held onto his strong frame to hold yourself up. The warmth he provided melted away all your worries and left you stunned from the reality of it all.

You pulled away to gasp for air, your mouths still just inches away from each other.

"I'm in love with you too, John B." You whispered, looking up into his beautiful eyes.

He let out a breathy laugh before landing a few kisses on your mouth. "Been dying to hear you say that, sweet girl."

You giggled and wrapped your arms around him to pull him in a tight hug. Right before you pulled him up the stairs to your room..

#john b routledge #john b x reader #outer banks #angst with a happy ending #jj maybank #kiara carrera #pope heyward #john b prompt #john b obx #john b angst #john b fluff #john b x fem!reader #@mirellef2001

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lixiesfreckless · 2 months

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p1harmony and their kinky-haired girlfriends

a bit niche, but the reader(y/n) is typically portrayed with eurocentric hair(which isn't bad!), so when this idea popped into my head yesterday I just HAD to indulge it as a kinky haired girl myself <3

Keeho

metaphorically falls to his knees whenever you come home from the salon

"oooooh girlllllll-" [immediately starts screaming with you]

will take a million photos of you because he's lowkey obsessed with everything that you do with your hair

don't know what style to do next? don't worry, he has a photo album in his phone that's kept track of every hairdo you've ever had, in case you want to try something new or return to a previous look

he WILL lay your edges better than you. and he absolutely slays the swirls that he likes to put in them

matching silk bonnets!!!

if you own any wigs, HIDE THEM if you're watching reality tv. Keeho will otherwise run to grab one while you watch the kardashians just to up the sass level

in all seriousness you guys love acting a fool in your wigs. bob-offs are a monthy endeavor

Theo

wash day connoisseur

he's taking off work. he doesn't care

knows it's a whole process and wants to help in any way he can because he's not very good at braiding or styling kinky hair

makes it into a spa day so you don't stress

has the leave in conditioner-water-gel combo DOWN and takes his time sectioning your hair so the curls define just right

loves talking to you like you're in a salon and he's just the hairdresser trying to get to know you(it's his sneaky way of checking in on you)

will complain/be sad when you say you're getting a new style in because he gets so attached to the current one but he immediately forgets the old one the minute you come home with something new

Jiung

LOVES braiding your hair. you'll actually quit going to braiders yourself in favor of staying home and binging your favorite show while jiung finishes your ends for you

in fact, if you teach him to cornrow, he will be OBSESSED with braiding cool shapes on your head in case you ever want a badass protective style

he finds it very therapeutic and loves being close to you for prolonged periods of time, bonus points if you fall asleep. he will simply die if you do that

has a playlist just for times like these </333

late night trips to the beauty supply store! because he didn't get enough rubber bands and wants to finish your hair TODAY

Intak

LITERALLY falls to his knees whenever you come home from the salon

"okay okay, this is my favorite look on you" he has said this every time

enamored and cannot stop staring at you

pictures of you allllll over his social media, he's basically a fanpage

wants you to braid his hair so bad, and when you do you both know he looks so goofy but it's adorable

"do you need anything from the beauty supply store? I'm on my way home from work right now"

oiling your scalp is his job(he won't let you do it because he knows how relaxing it is when you don't do it yourself)

he is so focused. and it is SO cute.

Soul

matching hair!!!

no I'm so serious he keeps his hair longish so you guys can always match. he will dye it, he'll let you braid it, put cute rings and charms in it etc. you guys will show up to EVERY event matching if he can help it

speaking of charms and rings, he will buy the coolest ones he can find just for you to try because he thinks you look ethereal with them and can't get enough of it

begs you to let him accessorize your hair(like you're an art piece! because you are, to him at least)

crazy head massages whenever you don't have your hair done

will always say that he doesn't have a favorite style, but whenever you get braids with beads at the end he acts a little stupid

Jongseob

this boy LOVES a good fro

doesn't matter if it's big or small he just can't wrap his head around the fact that your hair literally DEFIES GRAVITY

thinks your hair is the coolest thing in the world(he's jealous)

wants you to explain to him in detail anything that he doesn't understand. he hates having a language barrier whenever you two talk about hair and he wants it GONE

so when you notice him using lingo that you taught him, you get all flustered and he thinks it's SO cute

whenever you need to take down a protective style, he is THERE and ready to set a new record

he's literally a speedrunner and thinks it's a fun little game because it is. there's a folder in your notes app with his best times

#piwon #piwon fluff #piwon x reader #p1h #p1harmony ff #p1harmony fanfic #p1harmony #p1harmony headcanons #keeho #theo #jiung #intak #soul #jongseob #p1h fluff

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x-liv25-jamieswife · 14 days

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acacia and grayson head canons

@never-enough-novels requested this so here it is! it might be short bc im so tired but we'll see. this is also my only hcs post today. i think that after im done with my current requests i'll take a break for a few days. i really apologize if these suck. hope you like them <3. @ariscats helped with this. i love her sm. I apologize for any spelling mistakes or things that dont make sense. im too lazy to proof read.

she insists on giving him a hug whenever they leave the other even though he tries to act tough (tries to act like he doesn't want one)

she'll buy him suits she thinks he'd like whenever she's out and either ships them or shows up at his house with them wrapped in gift paper.

they'll sit on the floor and look at old pictures of savannah and gigi in these picture books that acacia has.

acacia ends up creating a separate picture book for grayson (and also has one with the three (sav, gigi, and gray) of them all together - 3 picture books in total)

when acacia first met skye, she 'accidently' poured wine all over skye's white dress cause acacia knows she’s a horrible mother to gray.

acacia asks grayson for fashion advice whenever she doesn't know what to wear. she'll send him pics of options she has to wear and he'll reply with comments for each and everyone of them (like dress #1- this color doesn't match your skin tone as well as the others. dress #2 - this dress is not suitable for winter, etc)

she majored in art when she was in school, she didn't really do anything with her degree but, when grayson shows up, starts trying to teach him all of the things she knows. he already knows how to paint but doesn't say anything so that he can spend time with her.

acacia calls him under the pretense of having a favor to ask, but, in reality, she just wants to make sure he's ok and doesn't want to scare him away by just calling to ask about his feelings.

he spends some time at the graysons manor every year. he and acacia like to just stay quiet and observe the nature/read/paint together

acacia and grayson will go out on nature walks where he takes pictures with his camera and she paints those pictures (she's very talented and the paintings look very realistic)

acacia goes to his graduation (harvard. she helps him decide do go back)

nash calls acacia whenever gray gets sick so that she can come over to hawthorne house and take care of him (cause he can't take care of himself. he always ends up overworking himself and shit). she makes him soup, gets all of the medications he needs, etc (i also hc that she's literally a miracle worker when someone is sick. she can literally make them better with her concoctions in a matter of hours)

when grayson sits down to play the piano, sometimes acacia will appear out of nowhere, sit down next to him, and sway to the music. gray got more confident over time and started singing sometimes too. she'd harmonize with him and shit. basically, its really beautiful.

they love watching historical romances together. they've watched so many that whenever they greet each other, gray will bow down and kiss her hand like all of those men in fictional historical tv shows.

grayson went out to buy acacia skincare at some point in time bc he once saw her bathroom (and thus the products she uses) and he was so horrified he gasped. he made her promise to never use that shit again.

acacia loves birkin bags so grayson gets her one every year for her birthday

when acacia goes on business trips (idk why though cause she has no money but she takes trips in my head), she always buys a pen from the country she's in to give to gray so he can add it to his collection.

speaking of her business trips, grayson stays at her house when she’s gone to water her plants (she loves them).

when they paint/read/take walks in silence, they either listen to laufey or taylor swift.

grayson is really big on labeling things. he labels his binders, notebooks, pens, clothes etc and sometimes acacia sits there with him creating labels for him. (20)

whenever they watch tv, grayson cuddles up in acacia’s arms. no one says a thing, and it stays between them

grayson secretly paints acacia sometimes when she isn’t watching (or so he thinks).

I mentioned earlier that acacia loves plants and flowers. grayson would totally go out, buy tons of different kinds of flowers, and make her custom made bouquets.

although she’s not his mother, grayson still buys her a mother’s day gift (a bouquet of flowers, and smth else (that changes every year) like some new paint, perfume, etc)

they wanted to start learning smth together as a bonding activity of sorts so they got into pottery. they watched videos (cause they didn’t want to get a teacher/attend classes) and practiced as often as they could together. they would laugh at each other in the end cause clay would end up everywhere. they’re now quite good at it and make each other little things every now and then

they are huge fans of listening to music the ‘old’ way. whenever they listen to music, they listen to vinyls or cassettes.

whenever they see each other, they go out and buy themselves bubble tea.

speaking of bubble tea, sometimes acacia will take some of the remaining bubbles (she never eats/drinks all of them) and throws them at grayson to loosen him up a bit. he does the same sometimes and they have what they call ‘bubble tea fights’.

#the inheritance games #jameson hawthorne #grayson hawthorne #avery grambs #nash hawthorne #xander hawthorne #libby grambs #acacia grayson #savannah grayson #gigi grayson

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worstghost · 1 year

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Husband Alejandro thoughts (also a little alejandro/you/rudy whoops) nsfw under the cut (also please correct me if my spanish is wrong, thank you)

♡Loves when you have your hair and nails done. He'll pay for it, he'll do it himself, whatever you want. He likes when you show off your outfits too, especially if he bought it for you.

♡You guys are getting ready to go out to lunch, so you dress appropriately for the hot weather, and come out in a little white sundress, skin on display. His eyes rake down your form, stopping at the adorable platform sandals you just bought, your nails are painted red and he can see rings on a few of your toes and it makes him physically ache.

♡Will cook for you every night he's home, telling you to relax, thanking you with a kiss when you finally listen and let him take over.

♡He appreciates you so much, waiting for him, and taking care of your home (and children one day, he assures you).

♡Loves to make you laugh, will do anything to see you smile. Literally worships the ground you walk on.

♡Gives incredible massages, you never have to ask. The second you complain about your back or feet aching, or if you sleep wrong and your neck hurts, he's on top of it, running his calloused hands across your skin lovingly.

♡He's finally home for a longer stretch of time than a few days, and employs Rudy to help him clear out brush and wood from the backyard. You come out onto the back deck holding two glasses of ice water and stand for a moment. They're both soaked in sweat from the burning sun above them, and you bite your lip, watching Alejandro lift his shirt to wipe his face.

♡Rudy looks over and meets your eyes briefly before not-so-subtly moving down, taking in the little tank top and cut off shorts you're wearing. In your defense, you're working inside of the house, it gets hot there too.

♡Alejandro notices the exchange and saves it in the back of his mind for later.

♡He invites Rudy to stay for dinner, and you tell him it's a thank you for helping out today.

♡He's disappeared of to clean up and Alejandro comes up behind you while you cook, pressing his chest against your back. He leans in and presses kisses to your cheek and temple, making you giggle. "I saw you earlier today, cariño..."

♡You're confused, and turn to ask him what he means. He locks you against the counter, arms on either side of you. "I saw the way you looked at him." He smirks when your mouth falls open in surprise.

♡Before you can defend yourself, he presses a finger to your lips and shushes you, "Don't worry, querida, I think it's a good idea. You should ask him to join us some time."

♡He turns and returns to the dining room to sit with his friend, leaving you to catch your breath and just imagine the possibilities.

♡Finally gets you pregnant, and absolutely loves it. Every time he sees you when he returns home your belly is a little bigger and your smile even brighter.

♡When you show him the positive test, his heart stops, and he can't help but tear up slightly. He would rub his eyes quickly to hide it, and lift you up in a spinning hug. To him it's fully appropriate to thank you for giving him a baby, and he does, and all that night he whispers to your stomach about how excited he is, and how beautiful your child will be.

♡Will kiss you the entire way into the house, pulling layers of yours and his clothes off and whisper about how he can't wait to meet your baby and then give you another and another and another.

♡You giggle and tell him to slow down and he responds with, 'Oh I plan to, you're not leaving this bed until the morning...'

♡NSFW♡

♡Incredibly giving, will praise you and tell you how beautiful you look when you take all of him down your throat, petting your hair back and touching your tears with his thumb.

♡Loves to cum in your mouth, he likes when you sit back and look up at him, tongue sticking out with a little strand of spit connecting you to his cock.

♡Better than that though, he loves to finish in you when you're on your hands and knees, it's his favorite. He'll make sure to push as deep as he can, big hands splaying across your lower back to hold you in your spot.

♡He likes the noises you make when he's just a little too deep, you'll whimper and squirm against him and he'll talk you through it. 'Fuck, querida, mírate tan hermosa...'

♡You two do invite Rudy into the bedroom that night, and he nearly chokes on his food, realizing that you're both dead serious. He can't say no to that, not when he feels your foot nudge him under the table and travel up to his thigh.

♡Fucking his best friends wife doesn't sound ideal to him, until he sees how excited Alejandro actually is. He teases him and tells him if he treats you right, you might invite him in again.

♡When you start undressing is when it really hits him, and he let's you lead him to the bed and push him back, trailing your hands down to unbutton his jeans.

♡Alejandro watches happily, throwing out little quips every now and then to help him along.

♡'You don't have to be so gentle, I promise, she likes when you're a little mean...'

♡He swallows hard and tightens his grip on your hair, shuddering at the moan you release around his cock. He's not as big as Alejandro, but he makes up for it in enthusiasm, lifting his hips to meet your mouth.

♡Before he can finish, you pull off and run your nails down his thighs, and his entire body shakes. 'Can I ride you, please...'

♡He's never wanted anything so much, he happily helps you up and over him, looking at Alejandro across the room for permission.

♡Rudy didn't expect to find him blissed out, holding his own cock, watching intently. It only urges him further.

♡You ride him until you cum, shaking and moaning against his chest when you fall, and you beg him to finish in you and he can't fucking take it anymore and grips your thighs so hard it stings and meets his hips with yours one last time.

♡After a bit of clean up and redressing, you two walk him to the front door, thanking him for his help and staying for dinner like it was the most normal night in the world. He can't stop thinking about you, or Alejandro for that matter, and he really hopes you guys invite him back...

husband Soap thoughts husband König thoughts

#cod #cod mw2 #x reader #imagine #mw2 #call of duty #alejandro vargas x reader #alejandro vargas #rodolfo parra #rodolfo mw2 #alejandro vargas x you #cod headcanons

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twistedwonderlandfantasies · 10 months

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(Repost)

Azul Ashengrotto as Your Boyfriend💜🪸🐚🐙💜

fluffy, fem/neutral!reader

(Sorry it ended up so long I could just talk about this smexy man all day) Remember to drink water <3

Azul had heard a lot about the human world, but only ever experienced it when he enrolled at Night Raven College. That being said, he's totally enthralled with human objects. He loves collectables, novelty items, knick-knacks and anything of the sort. His love and fascination with our material goods shows when he gives you the most random things. "Look at this vintage set I found at an auction." "I saw a what's it called? Ah, snow globe. Look, there's a cat inside that looks like Grim, do you like? It's for you." It's a very endearing trait he has which is exclusive only to you. When he goes shopping you're also on his mind and just adores sharing his finds with his love.

Similarly, your own fascination with his world has led Azul to gift you things from the sea. Beautiful pearl necklaces of whatever color you like, conch shells of different sizes and types, endless seashells, rare gemstones found near the waters, magical items, and if you're into antiques, he'll go retrieve lost items from the sea buried within shipwrecks or dropped by people.

Besides the miscellaneous gifts Azul loves buying you clothes. At first it caught you by surprise, but you realized it was apart of his attraction to our things. "In the sea we don't have a need for clothing, but up here you humans can express yourselves in so many ways. So I thought this dress might look rather nice on you, hm?"

He's the same with perfumes. He just loves spoiling you in all the material things he can find that don't exist in the deep blue.

His office literally has all of the gifts you got him spread out in it on shelves and his desk. He constantly thinks of you, even at work, and treasures everything you make/get him, wanting to keep it forever where he can always see and remember you.

One of his favorite activities with you is reading messages in bottles he finds from the ocean. You're always surprised at how many there are, but you both realize it's actually a pretty big hobby among people even today. Old bottles are especially interesting, its contents mostly containing stories of love and tragedies. You help explain to Azul how people up here think and behave when something doesn't make sense to him (which is pretty often considering how contradicting people are). You collect them to avoid polluting the waters but keep them somewhere safe and respectfully.

He absolutely loves taking you into the waters with him. Whether in human or mer-form. If you love to swim then it isn't much of a surprise to have him as your boyfriend, but if you can't swim or are afraid to Azul will teach you how and be the absolute best, sweetest teacher. Bonus if you watch the sunset together while leisurely swimming or sitting on the sand, it's quite romantic, really. Expect the occasional water tag and playing around as Azul just can't help but tease you when he feels so confident in his natural environment. this may or may not end in some more intimate actions.

Ironically, Azul finds your voice mesmerizing. If he catches you singing while you think no one is around, he WILL stay hidden just to continue listening. "You sing like a siren my dear." "Are you sure you aren't the one who's put me under your spell?" He may come up behind you quietly, wrapping his arms around your waist gently in an embrace while taking in the soft smell of your hair. "Please, don't stop now, I do so enjoy listening to you."

While transformation magic from mer-person to human is more commonly done, transforming a person into the latter is more difficult, but not impossible. The first time you decide to transform into a mermaid , it catches Azul by surprise. You really want to immerse yourself into his world and live in the sea for however long. After much consideration you decide to do it. Who would have thought your tail would be so beautiful. The way your hair flows, you glide effortlessly across the waters, the iridescent scales of your tail reflecting in colorful arrays. Maybe you are a siren. Azul can't decide if he loves you more like this or as a human. You're just too beautiful no matter what.

You two swimming across Atlantica is like a dream; so deeply in love. You get to explore so many amazing things and bond with him in ways you never could have imagined. He shows you all of the different kind of fish, corals, you get to swim with dolphins and sharks, visit different mer-cities. Expect Azul to blow you bubble hearts and kisses because he really can be that cute sometimes.

extra fun if the twins tag along.

His skin, like the twins, is also perfectly soft and radiant. Your hands love to be on him. You caress his cheeks, massage him, rub your thumb over his palm while holding hands. You're almost jealous at how good his skin is! Of course Azul is more than willing to return the favors of touch. You two enjoy long cuddles and hugs.

Honestly, Azul is a 100/10 boyfriend and when he isn't destroying unsuspecting people with his contracts he's just infatuated with you beyond description and if he could he would love on you constantly all day everyday. His soft side is ONLY for you, his gentle touches and kisses, his thoughtful words, the teasing, sweet nothings. Sometimes the dichotomy of this man shocks you, but maybe that's one of the reasons you love him so much.

"The sea witch was defeated by the mermaid and human in the end. Some say it was true love which was strong enough to end her, I used to laugh at that thought, now, I'm beginning to understand its true power."

💙💜💚💜💙💚💜💙💚💜💙💚

#azul ashengrotto #night raven college #twst azul #azul x reader #octavinelle #disney twst #disney twisted #disney twist #disney twisted wonderland #twsted wonderland #twst x reader #twst #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland

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rainbowsillz · 9 months

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uh uh what if—overblot riddle staining ink blots over a part of you to claim you as his.,.,,. like, think of it as a mark!1!

AKDMAJA literally got this from shye's AI so big thanks for shye!!

he grabs your chin with and rubs the ink blot along your skin, "wear this ink as a tribute to your queen. wear it and feel its grip, its grasp and how it clings to you. everytime you look in the mirror, you will remember that i own you."

the whole thing is not mine btwbtw BUT THIS,, ATLEAST,, SOMEHOW— made me giggle.

“ Thinking about running away? How unwise of you. ”

FT. Yan! Overblot Riddle X GN! Reader.

Tags: Possessiveness, forced relationship, non-consensual touching, Riddle is not kind, etc.

CW: Suggestive.

...How could anyone knew he'd went berserk over it?

Riddle — you should chillax.

So anyway you and your companions called him out on his obsession of following the rules.

The next part was him overblotting and many residents shouted and chaos occurred there.

He wasn't letting you off that easy though.

I'm sending holy water for you, prefect.

By his behavior, hell would break loose the moment he did catch up to you. It doesn't matter how, Riddle can and he will always, always have you. How far are you? Maybe he'll allow it at first. Feigning ignorance that he can't pinpoint your spot. And when you least think it? He'll shred every puny hope you had to leave his dormitory.

He'll ridicule you with his laugh when your round eyes welled with tears because his grip bruised on you. Your pain could not compare to his.

What good is Ace? Stop defending him!! You only need him! He would have spared you from these heartaches if you had listened to him..

Troublemakers must be disciplined.

In his madness, at the back of his head, he's aware that this wasn't logical, putting his frustrations on someone he admires was dogmatic. Though he can't focus on anything, he was filled with so much pessimism and anger.

You can squirm, yet his puissance and the phantom that loomed behind him would use its hand to clutch you, not too aggressive since Riddle wasn't going to eradicate you by that.

As they said, death was the most merciful choice at times, and oh how could he ever harm a naive little thing like you for his sick mind?

The housewarden wasn't that immoral.

A malign smile was on him, his face inches to you as if to register your terror he had done.

“..Are you going to cry? Does it hurt?”

The dorm leader whispered, it was near genuine, as if he wasn't wreaking havoc in Heartslabyul.

Don't you fall for this act of his, it's not kindness that he will show you, it's cruelty. He finds entertainment in the way you despaired, or that you think you can skip yourself out of the plight.

However to that question...

“It IS supposed to be a sanction. You are adorable in this state. You're beautiful.”

In fact, he was giddy to be the cause of your misery. You deserved it for siding with your friends. And he'll make sure you will be getting the bitterness of what humiliation would be.

Your answer won't be improving the situation T_T as he was not hearing you out.

He has been looking after you from the beginning up to today, so forgive him for being rough in his treatment with you, if it were the usual him, you may have a chance to reason or talk him out of whatever it was he needed.

You doubt you can do that currently.

His scarlet eyes scared you. Unstable breathing of yours spurred him to be inquisitive, and his fingers covered with substances you can't name placed underneath your jaw, the ink was sloughing your body and clothing you had.

If you were the others, you wouldn't be this fortunate, you should've thanked him.

Wave goodbye to your liberty because he was dragging you to where you had no clue of.

Black smudged on your hair, nape, wrists, pants, it's implied that you were his. No one should lay gaze on that which belongs to him! He was the queen, and your job was to be a tender darling.

A constricted emotion stirred inside him, he wondered how you would scream beneath him.

It was unbecoming for a dorm leader to be unsavory and having the dirtiest thoughts.

The restraint he had was diminishing because his desires were overwhelming to suppress.

Would you curse? Or would you beg to him?

You were babbling incorrectly for him to come to his senses. The red head was unfazed by that.

You were like an art for him.

Fantasizing about the distorted picture with him discarding you from your apparel.

Should he or shouldn't he?

There was no savior or knights coming for you.

He could have indulged himself, and you wouldn't be able to push him away either.

It was in the labyrinth that he took you to, away from civilization, away from any people.

Riddle almost wished that he could blemish onto your complexion with his affections, markings will fade, much to his displeasure.

That's fine.

He can imbed carvings. Later. Some scars can be interred into memories, don't they, hm?

His lips grazed your neck, the blot can disappear, his feelings on the other hand won't.

#twisted wonderland x you #twisted wonderland x reader #twst headcanons #yandere twst #twst prompts #twst riddle x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twst imagines #twst x you #twst x reader #gender neutral reader #etihw.writes

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writermask-0807 · 9 months

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hotaru haganezuka x reader {“sweet as sugar not” or: “of sticky summer days and first steps.”}

A/N: listen, listen, there are so many reasons I shouldn't upload this. First of all, ik there r other requests i should do and I am working on them. Hopefully I'll get them all done soon.

Second of all, the title sucks ass, ik, but I honestly can't think of anything else and my brain literally only has one brain cell rn 🥲 thirdly, this oneshot u see right here is pure selfishness and self-indulgence rolled up into one thing and it's probably messy cus I haven't proofread cus it's the middle of the night and im running on nothing but whateverrr. (I think I had too much apple juice.) Also I couldn't find a decent gif of this bish so rip-

Warnings: implied teacher/student relationship cus I literally put mentions of "master" around just so u know it's nothing kinky 👀

HE’S not a soft man, your master; all red-hot temper and harsh words and growling voice, and often you’re the one to smooth his rough edges down and dull the sharp ends, guide his work-worn hands back to shaping his precious metals into swords and take his attention away from the heat you know is boiling in his chest, ready to spill over and scald in white-hot fury.

It’s just how he is, really, because Hotaru’s not a man to whisper sweet-nothings in your ear and kiss you softly, sweetly- he’s a man of his passions, and although his hands are rough and calloused by years’ worth of dedicated work and sometimes his harsh words stings and so does his indifference- he has his moments, where he makes it up to you in his own way.

As it happens, today’s one of those rare moments.

It’s one of those hot, sticky sort of days under the summer sun where the blue, cloudless sky is brilliant with sunshine and the air is warm and sweet; ripe with something that’s not quite the August-heat, and there’s a drowsy silence settled over the both of you, the droning of the insects long chased away by the whisper of the tall grass and the flutter of the spring-time blooms drifting down like rose-pink snowflakes, creamy petals catching in his long hair and yours, the sweet smell of the petals perfuming the warm atmosphere.

You’ve got a strawberry mochi bulging in your cheek as you peer up at the canopy of blushing petals, back resting languidly on the emerald, mossy bed of grass and awe starring your enraptured gaze as you watch the soft beauty of the sakura blossoms cascade all around you in sheets of delicate fuchsia, completely oblivious to the golden, hawk-like eyes that watches your movements with an intensity force enough to make you want to squirm, if only you’d noticed, that is.

It’s not until you feel his mouth slot over yours and your eyes fly open in surprise that you remember that your Master’s here with you, and he tastes syrupy and sticky-sweet like the mochi he’s been snacking on, his fingers fisting the fabric of your kimono, those rough fingers uncharacteristically soft against your skin.

It’s nothing more than a brush of lips, a simple peck, really, but the kiss leaves you breathless, wanting for more as soon as he pulls away, something unusually thoughtful creasing his eyebrow- like he’s contemplating a serious thought, but he never voices it aloud. He’s unusually reserved and quiet in moments like these; but you’ve learned that his silence speaks far more than his angry words do, if only you learned to read between the lines.

He dips down again and offers another peck, sticky-sweet and unusually soft and wanting, and this time, you smile against his mouth and kiss him back, cheeks flustering scarlet as he hovers above you, hands on either side of your body and your chest heaves, the heat of the summer sun clinging to your skin and his fingers as they brush over the cut of your cheekbones, the slope of your nose, the curve of your mouth and the dips of your collarbones.

And before you can fully register it, his fingers curl around a delicate pink bloom and tucks it behind your ear, its petals cotton-soft against your skin, and you blink, pleasantly bewildered, your face flushing the same pretty shade as the flower.

“What was that for?” you ask, smiling, and he shrugs above you, ebony locks rippling over his broad shoulders with the movement. Your fingers itch to run themselves through those soft, raven-black tufts, but you refrain the urge- you get the feeling it’d only fluster him to the point of retreating and your arms are trapped underneath all his bulk anyway.

“Just because.” is his simple non-answer, short and clipped and it comes out more like a grunt than anything, but as he rolls over to the patch of grass beside you, his calloused fingers slowly, hesitantly, lacing between yours- somewhat rough and scarred to the touch but you don’t mind, never do- and his amber hues averting from your own eyes, you grin, because you notice the faint pinkening of his cheeks- splotches of color you’ll tease him about later and he’ll insist that it was just the heat getting to him, that’s all!

But not in this moment, no. Right now you’re content to stay like this, the both of you, watching the summer-time blossoms twirl in the teasing breeze, the flowery canopy stifling the baking heat of the summer sun.

And he’s not a soft man, your Master, struggles with sweet words and soft kisses because his hands are scarred terrains not meant to be gentle or holding yours, and sometimes his words stings and so does his indifference but for your sake, he tries and you smile because that’s all you ask of him. All anyone can ask of him, really.

(He’s not a soft man, your Master, not really, not even in moments like these; but this- this is a first step, and the fragrance of the petals linger in the air, sticky-sweet and promising of sweeter moments to come.)

FIN-

#hotaru haganezuka x reader #reader x hotaru haganezuka #fluff #haganezuka x you #haganezuka x y/n #reader x haganezuka #haganezuka x reader #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #demon slayer x reader scenario #also why r his eyes so pretty #its so unfair 😭

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sissylittlefeather · 9 months

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Time for...

A Very Quiet Life: Chapter 4

A/N: I know this one is kind of a bummer, and it's super short, but it's important to the storyline, so don't give up on it. Part 5 is *literally* steamy 🥵

Warnings: reader is a widow, this one is angsty, but that's about it. Sorry no smut this time, ya lil horny devils.

Links to:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Stick around... there's much more to come!

Song inspo (because now I've done it on every post, I have to keep doing it)

Aaaaaaaand gifs:

How are you going to keep yourself from getting used to this?

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You wake up to a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"Bye, baby."

"What time is it?"

"Almost 5:30. Go back to sleep." You nod your head and he kisses you softly on the lips and leaves. You hear the front door open and close quietly. The bed feels empty without him already, so you go ahead and get up. The first thing you do is change your shirt because Jane will probably recognize it. Before you hide it in your drawer, you put your face in it and breathe deeply. His smell is still there, even though you wore it all night.

You shouldn't miss him this much.

You make some coffee and sit on your front porch watching the sunrise and waiting for the kids to wake up.

Once the sun is up, you see Elvis walk out to get the paper. Your heart skips a beat and you're dying to call out to him. You don't even have to, though, because when he turns to walk back up to the house, he spots you and waves. He jogs over to you and leans against the railing on the steps up to your porch.

"Good morning, beautiful."

"Elvis. We can't do this. Someone might see you." You whip your head from side to side, looking for nosey neighbors to come crawling out of the bushes.

"What? I'm just a neighbor coming to say hello." He gives you a winning grin.

"Elvis." His face falls and he looks at the ground. "When does your wife get home?" He swallows hard.

"Tuesday." Today is Sunday. "You know she travels a lot." He looks up at you hopefully.

"Not enough for us to... we just can't. I can't... I have the kids and I just... I can't." Your heart feels like it's in a vice that just gets tighter and tighter and it's taking everything in you not to cry. He looks back down at the ground and nods.

"I guess I better go home, then." He turns to walk back to his house, but then stops and turns back to you. "But if you ever change your mind..."

Just then, Jane calls from inside the house. "Mooooom!" You stand up from the porch and he turns and walks away. You watch him go before Jane comes to the door. "Mom! I'm hungry." You sigh and go back into the house to tend to the kids.

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You spend a lazy Sunday with the kids on the couch watching tv and reading. You go ahead and give Michael the comics you've bought for his birthday next month, since he's so pitiful with his cast. He can't read yet, but he likes to look at the pictures.

Round about 3 o'clock there's a light knock on the front door. When you get to the door, you're surprised to find Elvis there. You thought you were pretty clear this morning. Before you can say anything about it though, he opens his mouth.

"I'm here to see Michael. I brought him some stuff to help his recovery." He holds up a bag. "Can I come in?" You feel bad for assuming he was there to see you.

"Sure." You open the door and he walks in and goes to the living room. When he gets to Michael on the couch, he plops the bag down between his legs and starts pulling stuff out. He has a pint of chocolate ice cream, a stack of comic books, and a model car, still in the box waiting to be built. Michael goes straight for the comics. They're older ones, but he doesn't care. He's never seen them before and he's fascinated.

"Where did you get these?" He asks excitedly.

"They were mine when I was younger. I thought you might like them." The gesture is so kind, it tugs at your heart a little.

"Should I take the ice cream to the kitchen?" You cut in, noticing that it's already starting to melt.

"Can I have some too, Mama?" Jane asks politely.

"Sure, honey." You take the ice cream and go into the kitchen to put it into two bowls. When you come back out, Elvis is showing Michael the car box.

"I know your hand is a little busted up right now, but I thought I could help you build it sometime when it's feeling better." Michael nods excitedly.

Why does he have to be married?

You hand the ice cream to the kids and they go to work eating it. Elvis stands up.

"I guess I better be going. Thanks for letting me bring the stuff in."

"Thank you for the ice cream, Mr. Presley!" Jane calls to him. Michael just grunts and nods. He's too busy eating. You walk Elvis to the front door.

"Thank you for doing that. You didn't have to--"

"How many times do I have to tell you that I want to? Can't I still love your kids even if you won't let me..." he trails off. You can tell he's frustrated with you.

"Yes. I'm sorry. We need someone like you... THEY. They need someone like you." You caught it too late and he notices. He looks at you almost hopefully and then nods.

"Well, I'll be around as long as they need me." He walks out the front door and back to his house.

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Chapter 5 coming soon!

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