#hehe it him!!! my favourite ocean man :)

[ithebookhoarder]

Taking The Plunge (Benedict Bridgerton x F!Reader)

A/N: Ironically, I was working on this Drabble some time ago, but seeing the news about Bridgerton season three only made me feel the need to finish this. Like, don't get me wrong, I'm still excited for Penelope and Colin, but I WAS READY for Benedict. My love... So, until then, we'll just have to tide ourselves over with dreaming of the iconic pond scene from his book 😤

(Also if you think you spot a reference to a certain scene from Sanditon... no. No you don't 🤫 hehe)

Warning: References to nudity, Beginnings of smut

Masterlist

You hadn’t meant to wander so far down the costal path. After all, you were supposed to be having tea with your parents and their guests in an hour or so. Yet, that hadn’t stopped you from carrying on further than planned as you felt the sunshine hit your face and soft ocean breeze fluttering up the cliffside. 

That was your favourite part about your family’s country home - the beach located nearby -it always had been. Even as a small girl you’d often fled your lessons or particularly odious duties, choosing instead to collect shells or paddle in the crystal blue waves down in the cove. It had driven your parents to the point of insanity. 

Was it really so much of a surprise, then, that you should choose to do the same now? 

You’d been so busy with everything since the end of the season, and with the announcement of your engagement to Benedict only a month or so ago, that you’d barely had time to breathe, let alone have a day off. There was just so much to do and so much to organise now that your family and the Bridgerton brood were to be united as one. 

Being a future bride, and Bridgerton one at that, was a large duty, but one you relished considering you loved his family almost as much as you loved the man you were set to marry. 

The fact Benedict was an impressive catch in the eyes of the Ton was almost irrelevant to you. It didn’t matter so much as the fact that you’d loved him since you the day you’d met - since you were mere children together. 

You couldn’t have imagined a life without him. Duty or not… but that didn’t mean you didn’t need a break sometimes, from the pomp and ceremony that your lives now entailed. Hence, your escape today. 

In your defence, however, you’d only planned on being gone long enough to dip your toes in the sea and to take a breath without somebody interrogating you about floral arrangements, dress fittings, or finalising guest lists. That, and the walk back up the cliff, would provide as much of a break as you could afford right now. 

Perhaps you and Benedict could find a day to spend together, just the two of you, on the beach, once you were married. It didn’t seem entirely beyond the realms of possibility. Perhaps you’d even incorporate it into the final days of your honeymoon somehow? Or maybe you’d be too busy exploring other shores and art galleries across the world to care…

A soft smile tugged at the corner of your mouth at the thought. 

Your honeymoon… it felt surreal to think you’d be husband and wife in a mere matter of days. Had you not had the ring on your hand to prove it, you’d have thought you were dreaming. 

Speaking of dreaming, you rather thought you must have been as you finally reached the edge of the path, stepping down onto the soft cream coloured sand. Otherwise, there was no explanation for the sight in front of you, just beyond the rocks that formed the edge of the beach. 

Why else would there be a man on the beach when barely a soul knew it existed?

Why else would the man also be swimming about in the middle of the day when most people were busy with their lives?

And why would the man be … naked? 

Your eyes widened as they noticed the discarded clothes littered on the shoreline next to you, the only evidence you were alas not dreaming. Each item was yet more proof this moment was horrifyingly real, torn off by their wearer and hurled aside with some haste.  

Your eyes widened even more as you then tried to turn your head, as if to avoid once more catching a glimpse of the pale, toned, physique of the swimmer… especially once you’d realised who it belonged to. 

Benedict? 

Oh no.

What was he doing out here? Wasn’t he supposed to be up at the house with everyone else? You couldn’t even remember your mind was so scrambled as it tried not to focus on the very vivid image of him splashing about in the sea as bare as the day he was born. 

The only mercy in this whole scenario was that he had been facing away from you - he hadn’t noticed you were there and you’d been saved the mortification of a more… thorough observation. 

Your cheeks burned at the thought of it, both in shame and embarrassment. After all, you’d attended parties at Lord Granville’s home, and Benedict’s classes at the academy. Seeing a model posing, sans clothes, had never caused you to bat an eyelid before. Yet, this was your undoing? The terror of observing a naked man - your future husband at that - having shared nothing more than a passionate kiss between you? 

No.

Nope. 

That was it; you were running away and never mentioning this to anyone. Ever… 

Or that had been the plan at least. 

Of course, as you’d turned, that had to be the moment that fate decided to intervene and royally screw you over. Never before had you fallen or taken a mis-step down here, not even when you’d clambered across the slippery rock pools you’d loved to explore so much as a child. 

But now? Now was the time you finally lost your footing? On a stupid rock of all things? 

The cosmic irony made you want to laugh and cry all at once. 

However, you were too busy plummeting face first into the sand, with an undignified yelp of surprise, to do either. 

“Y/N?” 

You froze. 

Was it shock or stubbornness that kept you paralysed for that long minute. You couldn’t even bring yourself to look up at him, let alone answer. Perhaps part of you hoped that the waves would simply wash you away, out to sea, and swallow you whole. 

“Y/N? Are you alright?” 

“I… I’m fine,” you coughed, slowly sitting up and brushing the sand off of you as best you could. You could hear the water splashing as Benedict moved about behind you, most likely turning around to make his way back to shore. “Uh… I… I should go… I - I didn’t know you were here and I was simply on a walk but the cove is usually so peaceful this time of day that I couldn’t help it when I saw the path down here-”

Yep. You were rambling. Rambling, uncontrollably, with very little way to stop it. 

You could hear Benedict laughing to himself, thoroughly enjoying your mortification. Knowing him as intimately as you did, you knew he’d more than likely let you carry on rambling until you finally ran out of things to say to mask your embarrassment at being caught in so compromising a moment. Perhaps that was why you were so startled when he finally decided to grant you mercy and cut you off. 

“Your excuses are adorable, though weak, y/n. We both know you couldn’t help it that you were simply enraptured by the sight of me,” he chuckled. “Oh, yes. I must say it is rather unfair of you to ambush me like this.”

“What?” 

You choked. 

Was he being serious? Was he actually implying that you had orchestrated this on purpose? 

You turned in a flurry of skirts, marching over whilst failing to comprehend his mocking tone. You didn’t even seem to notice that he was technically still in the water, lower half still submerged (thankfully). “I can assure you I did not ambush you, Lord Bridgerton. Rather, I am the wounded party here. Besides, this is my beach, so if anything you’re ambushing me.”

“You wound me.” 

“I think, rather, I’m the wounded parted considering I just fell over.”

“Am I so hideous then? The sight of your fiancé wounds you so much you turn and ran?” 

“No, I - I meant - you - “

“Here you are, the only one fully clothed, and yet you seem the most embarrassed of us both, darling.” 

It was official. 

You were going to drown Benedict in the ocean, just so you could wipe that smug little smirk off of his face. Fiancé or not, murder suddenly seemed rather appealing. You could march right in to the water and drown him, and given the remote nature of this location, you doubted anyone would ever be any the wiser. 

“You can be a right prig, you know, Benedict. I’m not embarrassed.”

“Then why can’t you look at me for a more than minute without looking away?” 

“I… I…”

He had you there, and what was worse, was that you both knew it. His 

“If you’re done staring, I recommend you turn around,” he chuckled, motioning with his hand. 

It was as if you were but a puppet on string as you obeyed without a word. You did as he suggested - for both your sakes. Else, you feared you would only embarrass yourself further, which given the last few minutes, would be quite the feat. 

"You're doing this just to torture me," you grumbled.

"You may feel free to face me at any time," he said, his voice laced with quiet amusement. "I assure you that I asked you to turn your back for the sake of your sensibilities, not mine.” 

Some not so lady like terms escaped your lips as you listened to him go about his business. It was impossible to prevent yourself from listening to and trying to identify every sound that rustled and splashed behind you.

Now he was emerging from the water, now he was reaching for his breeches, now he was...

It was no use. You had a dreadfully wicked imagination, and there was no getting around it. Every second he forced you to stand here only made the torture worse - and you knew that was by design. 

“I’m decent.” 

“That’s debatable,” you scoffed, relief evident as you finally turned around again. 

Thankfully, he had his trousers back in place, even if the cuffs were rolled so as to allow him to remain standing in the water. He also had his shirt on, but that was it, meaning that the fabric was almost transparent as it clung to his damp body. 

You felt your tongue turn to lead. 

“Y/N?”

“Yes?”

“Did you hear what I said?”

You realised he’d been speaking as you’d turned back to face him, however, his apparel had somehow distracted your brain as well as paralysed your tongue - a fact he was clearly aware of, given the fact his smirk continued to grow. 

“I uh… you… no.”

“Are you sure you’re feeling alright?” he teased, slowly stepping closer towards you. His gaze had all but pinned you in place as he approached, unable to do anything other than stare like some star struck maiden. “You do look rather flushed.”

“What?”

“And you feel feverish, too,” he continued, smirking as he placed his hands against your cheeks in some odd pantomime. “We can’t have that. You do know, I think the best cure for cooling you off is a little dip in the sea-”

“No, Ben-”

“Don’t you agree?”

Any protests were suddenly silenced as your world tipped upside down, Benedict hauling you over his shoulder like a sack of flour. You barely had time to register what had happened, let alone protest as he suddenly began to hurry back into the water with you in tow.

“Benedict! I swear! Put me down!” 

Your laughter was contagious, especially as Benedict realised your error. You knew it too, the moment the words had left your lips. 

“No. Wait-”

“Too late. Your wish is my command,” Benedict chuckled, suddenly releasing his hold on you. 

With that, you dropped rather gracelessly into the warm blue waters below. 

You barely yelped, too busy with trying not to swallow the sea water that suddenly consumed you, soaking you to the bone. Thankfully, you were a strong swimmer, having been raised at the beach most of your life, but that didn’t mean you weren’t a little stunned - mostly by your fiancé’s audacity. 

He was still laughing as you broke through the surface, even if he did swim to your side, holding you so that you remained afloat. Well, that was what he claimed was his purpose, even if you knew better, given the flirtatious twinkle in his eye and the way that your bodies were pressed against one another so tightly. 

Still, who were you to complain when you were in the arms of the man you loved? 

At least married life was certainly never going to be dull with Benedict Bridgerton by your side. 

#benedict bridgerton #bridgerton x reader #ithebookhoarder #masterlist #thesilentmage #bridgerton #benedict bridgerton x you #benendict bridgerton #benedict bridgerton x reader #benedict bridgerton x y/n

[z0r0z]

I wrote some short headcanons for Zoro with a flat chested reader and they went down really well so I might make this into a series! Law was requested on that post and I was super happy that someone asked, so here's some headcanons for my favourite edgelord hehe. Let me know if there's someone you'd like to see next in this series. Some smut under the cut of course ♡

Content: afab flat chest reader, s*x mentions, law is kind of a dweeb

⤹ Law has literally never even thought about the size of boobs- maybe it’s his anatomical and medical knowledge talking, but tits are tits. You could have an A cup or a J cup and he would not care either way... or so he thought.

⤹ When he met you it flicked on a switch in his brain; the small boob appreciator switch if you will. Even though it was something he thought he didn’t care about, your lil titties quickly won over his heart as well as that secret, dirty corner in the back of his mind.

⤹ This man straight up avoided you for weeks on end and it was painfully obvious to everyone around the two of you. Any time you’d walk into a room he’d just… leave LMAO. He hated how distracted he’d get around you, the pinkish blush on his cheeks apparent to seemingly everyone except you.

⤹ He is pretty terrible at comforting people, so when you feel down about your chest size be prepared to be hit with some factual statement like ‘it’s good that you don’t get any back pain.’ He’ll eventually realise that this doesn’t really help and instead awkwardly tell you how he thinks they’re perfect as they are.

⤹ If someone made a rude comment about your chest he wouldn’t cause a scene. Instead, when you look away, he’d just use his powers to get them away from you before promptly dumping them into the ocean; good riddance in his opinion. He doesn’t tell you that he does this, but you figure him out eventually.

⤹ Is UNABLE to last for long when you ride him, your cute tits bouncing above him as you lose yourself on his cock, the most incredible lewd expression on your face. He can’t help reaching up to pinch your sensitive nipples and the mewls that slip from your lips when he does so are like music to his ears.

⤹ Daydreams about having you laid across his desk touching yourself for his viewing pleasure, begging for him to fuck you, before he snaps back to reality and remembers how little work he’d get done if that were happening- he’s already getting less work done just because you exist.

⤹ You casually walk around the submarine with no bra on like you’re not killing the man. He once impulsively asked you to stop after you accidentally got him hard, but he immediately took it back as it’s your choice what you want to wear. Now, every time you inadvertently get him horny like that, he simply drags you off somewhere private and fucks your pretty face as ‘punishment’.

#trafalgar law #trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar law smut #one piece smut #one piece law #trafalgar water d law #one piece x reader #i wanna do ace next hes been on my fuckin MINDDD lately #sorry if these suck it's 2am and im super tiredddd

[liviusofpella]

Hii sorry I’m late but 🍓, 🍒, 🍊, 🍈, 🫐 for the fic writer game pleasee? ☺️

Thanks for asking! And sorry for taking so long to answer, these questions are pretty hard and I had to think about them haha

🍓what's a fic you've written that you feel is underrated?

My one shot "Princeling," lol. I know that it's a smut so it's not for everybody, but I think the plot (there is plot! Believe it or not, there is plot😂) is pretty good and I'm still thinking about writing a second part!

🍒What’s your favorite character dynamic to write? (Can be romantic or platonic, specific or general!)

I love angst but I think that's obvious if you read my fics😂 I also like fluff! Especially when I write for Tyril and Jude, their relationship is angst x fluff x off-screen smut,lmao

🍊 Who’s a character you don’t write for that often, but keep meaning to write for more? (They’re so interesting! But maybe you have trouble pinning them down, or keep getting distracted by another blorbo…)

I don't write too often for Selene unfortunately, she's my sweet precious baby, and somehow I abandoned her 😭 I'd also like to write more for Adeline, I've so much info about her and I just can't come up with an idea of how to work it into a chapter without it being too out of place.

🍈 Who’s your blorbo and what are some of your favorite headcanons/ideas about them that repeatedly show up in your fics? Free pass to rant about blorbo opinions.

Jude, of course, since I gave birth to him (lol), and Selene! To be honest, now that I think of it Selene is kind of my OC, at least in terms of the modern au 🤔 anyway, I love how different they are at first glance but when you pay attention they're actually not that different and you kind of can make out Tyril's type.

They both have a reflective/contemplative quality which often pushes them to self-destructive activities but they are responsible enough not to let it destroy them completely (I hope that makes sense?). They know how far they can push the limits (especially Jude) and they take advantage of it.

You didn't have a chance to see it yet but Jude can be manipulative as hell. Ngl I'm kinda proud of myself for not making him perfect, I love how destroyed and mean that man can be, lol. I think thats my favourite headcanon.

I don't know if there's something that repeatedly shows up regarding Jude but when it comes to Selene then it's definitely flowers. And the ocean. I think I use quite a lot of metaphors while writing about her and sometimes I think it's actually too much (but then I remember that since I'm the author I make the rules hehe)

I'm not gonna rant too much cause I don't wanna spoil but Selene will come back once I'm done with the Tyril x Jude mini series, and tslof series will return! And don't think it's the last you see Jude!

🫐What’s your favorite underrated thing in your fandom? (A ship that only you seem to write for, a character there’s almost no fics about, a trope that criminally hasn’t been written yet, etc.)

Honestly idk haha, I'll say too little people write modern au blades hahaha

#ask #ask game #oc: jude st clair #tyril starfury #blades of light and shadow #modern au #starlight starfury💎

[rinhaler]

Omg I’m unnecessarily excited that you’re a jojo’s fan lol. Who are your fave characters if you don’t mind me asking?

I have had a Yoshikage Kira WIP draft in my docs for literally ever and idk what to do about it 😭 Kira is my fav I love him so much. Fav character fav villain love of my life I love that man.

Josuke is my favourite Jojo, Polnareff is my fav Jobro but I love love love Okuyasu as well.

Tbh I like the majority of the golden wind cast too, Abbacchio is my favourite from that szn but I also love Mista, Narancia and Bruno ofc!! Not keen on Trish but her DAD????? I started watching Jojo purely for Diavolo bc Kellen Goff is his dub and I am obsessed with him and his voice he did a great job. I love Doppio too hehe! Risotto is my favourite from the Hitman squad.

I was very uninterested in part six but I loved Weather from the JUMP! My faves when I first watched were him, Anasui and Pucci and tbh that hasn't changed but I've come to like everyone way more than I did my first watch through and I just enjoy stone ocean a great deal more than I did initially.

I think in order favourite to least is probably: 4, 5, 6, 3, 1, 2. I'm reading Steel Ball Run but I'm not that far into it yet! (I love Gyro and Mountain Tim LMAO and Diego is very pretty)

OH I LOVE JOTARO TOO OF COURSE THAT'S DADDY?? HE'S SO SO FINE?? mmmmm

yeah i can talk all day abt jojo i have like one friend who loves jojo so it's nice to know i have some jojo followers here to talk to 😭😭

#💌 — luxe mail #jojo talk

[tianhai03]

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#hehe it him!!! my favourite ocean man :) #just wanted to paint him again for a new pfp since ive had my prev one for 7 months now #also bc i miss drawing him lol better to do it while i still have free time #jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #kujo jotaro #allyart #cw // smoking #jotaro my beloved..........

[shadyteacup]

This is a day late, but here's a birthday fic I wrote for my favorite man, Dazai♡

Happy Birthday, Love♡

"Good morning!"

A cheery voice echoed in Dazai's ear. He groaned at the noise. It was only 5 in the morning.

"Who?", he managed to grumble into the phone, shifting on his bed to stretch his legs.

"It's me, Dummy. Wake up and get ready. I'm picking you up in 5."

His eyes shot open. Why the fuck were you picking him up at 5.05 am on a fucking Saturday?

"Y/N, it's literally dark out there, "

"Shut up. Be ready!"

With that, you hung up.

Dazai groaned into his pillow, fisting the sheets and preparing himself to get out of bed.

He rolled off the edge, quite literally, and landed on his bum, hissing at the cold that kissed his ass.

He stumbled to get ready, pulling on his favourite hoodie and throwing on some jeans.

In exactly 5 minutes, his doorbell rang.

He huffed, pulling it open, and was about to whine when he took in the sight of you.

There you stood, a bright smile on your face and a bouquet in your arms.

On the flowers a hideously large note read, "Happy Birthday, Osa!"

He blinked, remembering that today was, infact, 19th June. The day he was born.

"Happy birthday, baby!"

You extended your arms, thrusting the flowers in his face. He smiled at you, accepting the flowers and pulling you in.

"Whoa-"

You were cut short by a pair of lips slamming down onto your own.

Dazai had you pinned to his door as he passionately kissed you, pouring all his love and thanks into it. He trailed his hand along your sides, eliciting an excited shiver down your spine. His tongue claimed your mouth as it's own, making you whimper at the intensity of the kiss.

You pushed his shoulders, trying to create some distance between your heaving chests.

"Not... not now!"

You grinned up at your whiny boyfriend.

"But why can't we just tear our clothes off and-"

"No! I'm not celebrating your special day like this."

He pouted, his angelic features almost making you give in. Almost.

"I have something planned for you, love. "

He smirked, leaning forward to kiss along your neck.

"Do you... really... want... to miss out... on this?"

He asked you between kisses. You gulped, pushing him away.

"No! Not now! Maybe later."

He grinned coyly at your flustered state, before yelping at the sudden pull of you grabbing his arm.

You pulled him out of the house, slamming the door behind you, and sprinting down the hall. He stumbled to keep up to you, your entwined fingers pulling him forward.

You reached down stairs to your motorcycle, putting your helmet on and tossing one towards your favorite brunet.

"Come on!"

You ushered him to sit behind you, and once he was seated, you revved you bike to life. You roared through the empty streets of Yokohama. Dazai felt excited, the rush of the wind against his face igniting a flame of exhilaration through his bones.

He hugged your waist, leaning into your warmth as the cool wind nipped at his skin, eliciting shivers.

He watched as the sun rose, it's reddish rays expanding over the land, like how the ocean usurps the sandy beach with every wave. He was left awestruck at how beautiful the city looked. There was so much beauty in this world. He was glad to be able to witness it. Especially glad that he was with you. You were another one of nature's beauties. He adored you so much. He maybe even loved you. But he wouldn't tell you that, for he wasn't sure if the feelings were reciprocated. Nonetheless, being able to spend time with you was a blessing from the heavens. He was going to cherish each every millisecond he got with you.

You maneuvered trough the twist and turns, and took your beloved to a hilltop. The view was splendid from up here. You parked, asking Dazai to get off as you turned the engine off.

"Beautiful..."

You heard him whisper as he looked over the city.

You smiled at his genuine adoration, pulling out a blanket from your bag.

"I know you like nature. I also know that you like food."

He turned towards your voice to see you sitting on a cute blanket that was laid out on the grass. Baskets of food and drinks surrounded you.

"I thought that a picnic is a perfect blend of the two!"

He grinned at your thoughtfulness and joined you.

You both spent quite a while just observing the city. How the darkness was slowly replaced by light. How the once lonely streets were filled with the buzz of humanity. Just Dazai's heart. It was so lonely and dark, then you filled it with light.

As you laid your head on his shoulder, you couldn't help but feel... complete. His warmth, his smell, his touch.. it was all way too familiar to you. You both hadn't even been dating that long, but just the thought of him made you smile. You longed to see him everyday. Hearing his voice made you feel lighthearted. His smile lit up your day. Everything about the man sitting next you made you happy. He was your serotonin boost.

You gulped at the intensity of your feelings. You cared for him, a little too much. It scared you. But you knew he felt the same way.

Everytime he leaned into your touch, subconsciously grasping onto your warmth, you realized that he loved you. He never said it to you, but you could see it in his eyes. You could see it in his tiny actions. The way he would smile the brightest smile ever, when he saw you after a long time, the way his eyes lit up when you laughed on one of his stupid jokes, the way he hugged you a little longer than he used to at the beginning. It all just adds up.

You tilt your head to stare at your love, only to find brown eyes peering down at you.

You blushed at being caught, hiding your face into his neck.

Cute chuckles followed by multiple head-kisses made you look back up at the gorgeous man.

"What are you thinking about?"

He asked, brushing your hair out of your eyes.

"You.", you replied with a smile.

He froze at your reply, a pink hue dusting his cheeks.

"Are you blushing?"

You asked incredulously.

He shook his head a little too quickly to seem convincing, turning away. You grasped his chin, forcing him to look you in the eyes.

Your intense gaze was full of adoration and it made Dazai's face heat up. You were looking at him with such gentleness. He didn't deserve you.

"I love you, Osamu."

He froze. It was a mere whisper, but it was enough to toss his world upside down.

You had finally opened up to him about your true feelings. You felt relieved to finally spill the beans. Your relief didn't last long, though, as your beloved was yet to reply.

You were beginning to worry.

Had you read into it all wrong? Maybe his affinity to your touch was merely a habit. Maybe he wasn't in love with you. Your mind was screaming at you for possibly ruining his special day. You had gone ahead and made it awkward.

"Hey, forget about it. I was not thinking straight, and-"

"I love you, too."

Now you froze. Y/N.exe has stopped working.

"What?"

You sat there, mouth agape. You had expected this, hadn't you? Until a few minutes ago, you had convinced yourself that he loved you back. Yes, you were confused for a second, but now he had told you that he loved you. So, why were you shocked? Why did it feel so good to hear those words from him?

He smiled at your frozen face, leaning forward to kiss you. You melted into his arms, telling him just how much he meant to you through the kiss. You loved how you didn't have to voice out your feelings with him. He simply understood you.

Your fingers threaded through his messy locks, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. He grabbed your waist, lifting you up. You jumped at the opportunity and sat yourself on his lap. His hands took the liberty to express your back, creeping under your shirt to caress your soft skin. His skilled fingers teased their way higher and higher. You pushed him on his back, hovering over him, desperate to take control. He didn't let you break the kiss, pulling you down along with him.

A few moments later, it became hard to breathe, but his taste was intoxicating.

He pulled back first, grinning boyishly at you. Placing his forehead on yours, he licked his lips.

"Can't wait to claim you, tonight."

The meaning behind his words finally hit you, and you smacked his arm.

"Why would you say that?!"

"I'll make you scream your love for me, babe."

He winked.

You heated up, hiding your face in your arms. His chuckles made you want to fling a rock at his dumb head.

He was such a baby. But he was your baby. And as long as he was by your side, you would be content.

Hehe, idk if this was good enough, coz I wrote after a long time... but I love he so much uwu

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[bktaro]

my lover, lady luck

Lady luck finds herself on Nanami Kento’s side— taken in the shape of you.

Pairing: fem!Nanami x Reader

Rating: M (implied sexual themes)

Count: ~1.2k

Tags/Warnings: female reader, casino au, implied sexual content, romance,

A/N: thank you for reading!!! surprise!!! a sexy, romantic, rich daddy nanami drabble~~~~i originally planned to write a whole smut scene... but if you know me you know my smut scenes are long and detailed and it takes me a million years so who knows when it’ll see the light of day lol... but i really liked this whole casino fic idea + romantic nanami and wanted to share it no matter what hehe. this work will be considered as just a drabble for now but theres a good chance there will be a smutty pt 2 if it ever manages to escapes the confinements of my word documents!!! if you would like to get notified if that comes out you can follow me on tumblr for updates or subscribe to this fic on ao3 to get notified c: 

A single opponent remained.

He's a handsome, but peculiar looking man. His features were unique, sporting hair as white as the snow amid the coldest winter and eyes as blue as the deepest parts of the ocean. However, it was rather fitting for someone like him, as for he was in fact no ordinary man, after all.

“So, it’s just you and I once more, isn’t it?”

With a beautiful busty woman latched on one of his arms, a smug, familiar grin spreads across his face, the whites of his teeth peeking through in response. The sunglasses on his nose dip lower, giving the man a clearer view at the opponent across from him.

Truthfully, neither of them was remotely close to ‘ordinary’. There was never a dull moment since he had appeared in your life— but you really couldn’t complain sharing your days with someone like him by your side. Life after all was something you could only experience once, and he made it his mission to give you the world, if not more.

“Indeed, it is. How are you feeling, Kento?”

Nanami Kento was characteristically the definition of cool, calm, and collected. Whether it be work or play, throughout your years of companionship with him it was a rare sight to see him anything but so. He was one to rarely waiver to his emotions, especially when seated at the poker table.

“Couldn’t be better. You know I always find you an exciting opponent, Satoru.” Nanami grins. “You’re fluent in my favourite language after all— money .”

Gojo Satoru was the name of the man sitting across from you, a more than familiar face to both you and Nanami. During the day he was a well-acquainted business partner of Nanami’s, while at night he turned into the opposite, a formidable opponent often seated across the poker table.

“Kento, Kento, Kento— greed is quite the sin, my friend. Isn’t your life already filled with riches? This is after all one hell of a building we’re sitting in.” Gojo clicks his tongue teasingly. Much to the obvious displeasure from the women beside him, his gaze shifts, giving a small wink towards your direction. “But of course, the ones I own are better— just in case that’s something you’re interested in sweetie.”

Your facial features twist into a cringe at Gojo’s words. No matter how much time had passed, you could never get used to Gojo’s remarks, raising a reaction out of you without fail every single time. Your husband on the other hand, the cool, calm, and collected Nanami Kento had quite the opposite reaction.

“What a fool.” Nanami mumbles, just loud enough for only you to hear against your ears. “Thinking such petty things would be enough to win a woman like you over.”

It’s admirable, you think. Nanami protected what belonged to him with his entire being, unafraid to fight for what was his— the undoubtedly most important being you. Yet, he did so in a way that oozed confidence, rarely getting his hands dirty, but instead shifting and moulding the aura around him in a way he wanted it to be.

So, while all you can do is cringe in response, Nanami works faster in getting his message across. Taking a sip of the champagne in his glass, his grip already around your waist becomes just the slightest firmer. The scent of champagne lingers under your nose when you feel his breath loom closer towards you, soon finding familiar warm lips trailing soft kisses on the side of your neck.

It was one more thing you could never really get used to. He was a doting, kind, sweet and loving companion no matter what time and day. But the adrenaline of the combination of high stakes money and you, his wife sitting on his lap accompanying him at the poker table ignited a fire in him, unlocking a hidden side of him— one that made you blush every time.

“Nothing wrong earning some little extra spending money.” Nanami speaks louder, pulling away from your neck and returning them back to the champagne glass once more. “It also just feels so damn good spending money when I know it belongs to you .”

“I wholeheartedly agree.” Gojo chuckles. “May lady luck be on your side.”

The corner of Nanami’s lips curve the slightest upwards, a single action that speaks louder than any words.

“She already is, Satoru.” His grip firms once more, eyes lost deep into yours. “She already is.”

—

“Now look closely, my darling. This is how we’ll leave even richer than we came in.”

The game goes almost too easy for him. The cards in his hands and the chips stacked on the table were nothing but pawns under his control. They had said the success of gambling was based on not only skill, but pure luck— and it seemed Nanami Kento had an abundance of just those two very things.

“I wish for just a fraction of your confidence, Kento.”

It’s a genuine confession, one you’ve never admitted despite the countless number of times you accompanied him and watched in awe his charismatic ways at the poker table. Nanami glances at you at your revelation, a soft expression replacing the focused demeanour spread across his face at the sight of your affectionate gaze towards him.

“I have no reason to be anything but so, love—I’ll always have something they don’t.”

You stare at him, imaginary question marks flying above your head in curiosity. Nanami chuckles in response, giving you a soft, single kiss on the cheek.

“ You .”

You feel the tips of your ears grow red, a rush of blood formulating at the spot where his lips met. Slightly embarrassed, but more overwhelmingly flattered, you remain silent at a loss for words.

“Money will come and go for any man.” Nanami whispers, leaving another kiss on the lobe of your ear. “But I’ll be the only man that is lucky enough to go home with you every night.”

The woman across the table gives a deliberate audible yawn, accompanied by the sound of a what you can only assume is Gojo letting out an exasperated scoff. But you paid no mind— finding it immensely difficult to even show an ounce of attention to anyone but the man in front of you, fate somehow allowing him to belong all to you.

“God, I love you.”

“As do I, my love”

The palm of Nanami's hands gently glides just underneath the side of your growing red cheeks, urging you in the slightest to face him. As if they've found themselves back into their comforting home, his lips press against yours, the familiar feeling of him brimming you with nothing but butterflies within.

“I’ve been meaning to say, your dress looks so beautiful on you, darling.” He whispers, as soon as he pulls away. “You give me more reasons to love my favourite color.”

You grin against his lips, just a hint of mischievous sprinkled in your eyes.

“Don’t you think it’ll look much better on the bedroom floor?”

“I do think it’ll look much better on the bedroom floor.”

Whether it be intuition or simply just a hunch, you had a strong inclination that his thoughts may perhaps cultivate into reality— sooner, you silently pray, rather than later.

#Nanami #nanami kento #nanami fanfic #nanami reader #nanami drabbles #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk fanfic #nanami x reader #jujutsu nanami #jjk drabbles

[dallonm-archive]

[image description: a pale photograph of a cliffs edge and the ocean, with clouds in the background. there’s a separate stack of rocks further from the shore. in the centre, in a white serif font reads “i am made of indigo”. /end id]

I Am Made Of Indigo

In the summer following his Uni graduation, Jude, a trans man, tries to grapple with being closeted whilst falling into a pseudo-maternal role for his younger half-sister - as he also spends the summer with Cyrus, the only other queer person he knows in their tight-knit, tiny coastal town.

Genre: literary adult

POV: first person retrospective, single POV

Setting: a fictional coastal town, UK

Status: brainstorming

Deals with: girlhood, sisterhood and how the two coincide with transmasculinity | navigating romance whilst trans | bad parental relationships | being queer and closeted | the absolute shitshow that's being in your early twenties and recently graduated and realising you have The Rest Of Your Life

Tone: hushed | fragile | fuzzy | slow

Aesthetics: cloudy beaches | fossils | bonfires | rock pools | misty mornings | saltwater | overgrown gardens | sleeping in cars | fleet foxes and sufjan stevens lol

Content warnings: transphobia, gender dysphoria, misogyny, parental death, mental illness, ableism

Cyrus has bulb-shaped fairy lights across his desk that flicker like the wings of a dying moth, but he keeps them up because he likes how they look in the sunlight. Cyrus sneaks cake batter and says he didn’t even though it kisses the corners of his lips. Cyrus fiddles with his beaded bracelet when he’s nervous. Cyrus has a moon-shaped reading lamp that he forgets to turn off. Cyrus will wake with dawn even if he falls asleep at two, three, four in the morning. Cyrus’ favourite colour is turquoise and his favourite flavour is cherry and his favourite season is summer and his favourite planet is Neptune. Cyrus says he doesn’t understand poetry but when I asked him why he chose his name he said he wanted to pocket a piece of sunlight even after the day is swallowed by the night.

[image description: a cropped photograph of the end of a rainbow above the ocean, with seven birds flying in front. /end id]

Jude

he/him. 21. pov narrator.

likes fossils :)

he's kinda convinced he's a ghost

"just found out i'm an adult. what the fuck is up with that."

is literally. so Tired.

existential crisis! in the grocery store

this fucker took two whole months to name <3 i stole this one from roman thank you bestie :)

Cyrus

he/him. 20. sunshine oc :)

autistic so automatically the best character

had a special interest in space when he was a kid and now he has an astronomy degree

picks rainbow road in mario kart

tried to bleach his hair and it turned orange and he's just embracing it

didn't realise his childhood was traumatic til he grew up and now he's like 🧍

Adele

she/her, 7. jude's half-sister (they share a father)

she likes frogs and long division and animal bones :)

wants to live in the woods?

recently found out what death is and honestly she's not a fan

[image description: a cropped photograph of the end of a rainbow above the ocean, with seven birds flying in front. /end id]

hehe so this novel has been consuming me for the last two months and I simply could not end pride month without talking about it (also my friends have been threatening me to post this intro for two months LOL). This is my "I'm trans and I need to cope" novel where I want it to be an honest take on what it's like to be trans, but ultimately uplift trans voices. Originally this was just going to be a trans MLM romance between Jude and Cyrus, who create a safe space after coming out to each other as trans. And it still is! But I didn't expect to be so moved by the relationship between Jude and his half-sister. When Adele's mother (and Jude's step-mother) dies, Jude quickly realises that not only is Adele looking towards him for a maternal figure, but also that he's the only adult looking out for her. And whilst she means the world to him, he has to navigate that alongside his closeted trans identity. I do think this is an important element because, trans men are men, but most of us grew up experiencing girlhood and misogyny and its impacts - it can be very confusing to think about that after you realise you're trans, but it's not something I see talked about a lot. Like, the way I see it is I am not a woman but the world saw me as a girl, and that profoundly impacted how I grew up. And whilst this parental role clashes with his identity at the start, I think it'll be important for Jude to be able to process his relationship with girlhood through Adele's experience of it, and hopefully he can reach a point where that's in harmony with his transness.

And I'm excited to see how all of that works alongside Jude's relationship with Cyrus! I don't know where their relationship is gonna go but I know they are going to :) fall in love :). Cyrus is literally one of the sweetest characters I've ever made and I cannot wait to show more of him. He is just pure joy. The romance is def there but like, very delicate and hushed. Cyrus is like "hey what if we....just ran away because we are the only people that actually exist?" and Jude is like "Idk how to tell you I kinda adopted a child but so true"

As with Every Single Novel Of Mine this is very plot-light but this one will be the "slowest" of all of them. I think this might be my vignette era cause I can't see the book written in any way other than a series of small, breezy scenes that intertwine as the story progresses. My priority is finishing Revelations, Revelations so I'm not sure when I'll draft this properly, but it's slowly coming together. I have one taglist for all my wips, so if you'd like updates on this then feel free to ask to join it!

#i am having a i dont wanna be perceived moment but this is for my friends so <3 happy pride #wip intro #i am made of indigo #atlastracking #okay.....back into my Nest

[sitp-recs]

Non-anon is okay. 3 Questions for Liv

1. What’s your fav comfort food?

2. Where would you prefer living? Rural (Countryside), Small Town, Suburbs, City, or Other (ocean, lake, forest, etc?

3. What do think about canon Snape?

Hi Rom darling! Love seeing you here 😊

1. I have a few hehe mostly pizza, Brazilian beef stroganoff and grandma’s cassava cake which I miss dearly. I’m actually planning to visit Brazil again next month and already told her this is my top request. I’m not into sweets in general, I do enjoy some ice cream occasionally but I rarely feel a crave for it.

2. That’s an interesting question because I identify with almost all of those. I grew up in a big city and am positively very urban - I love being close to everything and doing my errands with a quick bus/metro ride. In all honesty I’d love to have enough $$ to buy a beach house and/or a country house to spend the weekends, or enjoy the quiet life when I retire. Not a big fan of small towns, and I have mixed feelings about the suburbs as well - it’s peaceful and way more affordable but now that I live in a place with a cold weather for six months I think I’d quickly get bored/depressed. What about you?

3. I think he’s the most nuanced, interesting character jkr came up with and in that sense he might as well be my favorite character from the series? I hate Snape for being a terrible person and incompetent teacher, despicable towards kids and making Harry’s life hell. I also pity him for he was clearly a small, unhappy man leading an unhappy life. But I admire the lengths he was willing to go out of loyalty to Lily’s memory, and on a smaller scale, to Dumbledore. I think Snape is a cool anti-hero in the sense that he made me realize it is possible to feel both repulse and fascination towards something/someone. And unlike some people I don’t feel the need to process those feelings and decide if I love or hate him. I don’t think that 100% redeeming or condemning him are the only possible ways to interpret his story, and I’m cool with thinking he’s a complex character with a complex arc. There’s so much we’ll never know about Snape because the books are told from Harry’s POV, and I’ve made my peace with it because that’s part of the mystery too. One of my favourite posts about Snape is this analysis by Lettered, there’s a longer post linked and I agree with many points made there.

message me 3 things you want to know about me

#asks #romaine

[i-desire-jake]

First meet (part 1)

Characters: Jake and female Mc

Genre: Fluff and romance

Summary: Everything's over except Jake and mc love which is growing more and more day by day. So fate decides them to meet each other.

-Oh man... I don't feel like cooking today, and I'm so God damn bored.

You huffed while lying on your couch on the weekend day.

-what should I do you think, and then an idea pops on your mind.

-Yeah, I should disturb him a bit. You grin cheekily at your idea and then grab your phone to text your love.

Yeah you will text Jake. It's been around two and a half month since Hannah was found and MWAF was caught.

You thought that Jake would immediately cut contacts with you after the case was over, but that didn't happen. Instead you both still text till today.

You both have confessed your feelings towards each other and he has even promised you that one day you both would be together. Jake is not the shy person which you thought he would be. Instead he is confident enough and his boldness is enough for you to give you butterflies and to make your knees tremble.

            _____________________

YOU

Hey Jake:)

How is my baby?

Jake is now online

JAKE

Hey beautiful <3

I'm good what about you?

YOU

I'm bored Jake -_-

JAKE

Wanna have some fun? ;)

YOU

Ugh! You and your dirty mind

JAKE

Only for you beautiful ;)

YOU

Baby, I miss you so much.

I so desperately want to meet you.

I want to hug you. Kiss you like there's no tomorrow. I want to be with you forever.

When will you come....?

JAKE

Hey love, don't cry.

Jake hacked your camera and saw you through it.

I have a good news.

YOU

You are free😲😲?

When? Where ? Time?

JAKE

Uh.....

I'm not free.

My pursuers are still after me.

But now this will only last for a few more weeks. I have figured a way to get rid of them and I'll soon be with you love.

YOU

Oh! That's wonderful😁

Can you meet me, somewhere please??

You can come at my house today. After all you'll get free soon, so you can roam around a bit right?

JAKE

I'm sorry love, today I'm busy a bit. So I can't come.

YOU

Oh

JAKE

Hey, hey. Don't worry. I will plan something soon and I promise you I'll do my best.

YOU

Thank you so much Jake.

JAKE

:)

YOU Elephants are jumping inside my stomach. I gotta go and eat something.

JAKE

Hehe

Bye beautiful  <3

YOU

Talk to you later love.❤

Jake is offline

________________________

Uh...

I don't want to spend my day on the couch.

You think for a bit to what to do next.

-I'll go to the restaurant, and get a take out. Then I'll enjoy my time in the park.

I should even visit the new botique by the restaurant.

You take a shower, then rummage through your closet searching for something nice to wear.

You wear a knee length yellow floral dress paired with white sneakers and a small hair clip on your beautiful beach waves.

You take a mirror selfie and immediately send it your man.

The picture effortlessly highlights your curves and your beauty.

One would be lying if they said that you don't look pretty.

Jake is online

JAKE

If I would have been there, then you  wouldn't be able to get off from your bed for the whole day.

Your cheeks blushed reading his flirty text.

YOU

Oh, really! I'd like to see😉

JAKE

Don't mess with me babygirl or you'll regret.

YOU

Bye babe 😆

JAKE

You really leaving after turning me on. That's not fair.

Jake is offline

YOU

Everything is fair in war and love babe☺

________________

JAKE POV

-God, that girl is really making me nervous. He mumbled before deciding to order food for himself.

Tring Tring. Tring Tring.

-Great now. Their home delivery service is closed today.

-Ugh! I'm really craving Chinese today.

 I should get a take out and come back quickly.

He mumbled to himself then went to his laptop to check the condition of his pursuers.

-Wow, I'm really progressing quickly. I'll be free soon. I can't wait to meet Mc.

-I should surprise her today with an unexpected home visit.

But wait.

Ugh.

She was going somewhere today. Ufff. Then tomorrow. And that's final.

He dressed in his usual black hoodie and a plain denim jeans then went to Chinese to fulfill his hunger for food.

MC POV

Hmm... this dress looks sexy. I should buy this.

You giggle at yourself then buy all the dresses you like and head to your favourite restaurant.

-I'm so glad they have elevators here, or else I would have died walking up to the sixth floor to the restaurant.

You sigh, then go to the counter to order your food. You notice a strange man dressed in all black ordering food for almost four people.

- Looks like that man really like Chinese.

You mumble to yourself then go back to the counter to pay for your food.

JAKE POV

- $120

-Sure, here.

He pays for his food in cash then start going back to the exit.

" Stairs under construction. Please use the elevator. Sorry for inconvenience. ⛑⛑"

- what the fuck!

Ugh..... Now I have to use the lifts.

Jake covers his head with his hoodie then enters the elevator with his head down.

He presses the the button for ground floor then wait for the elevator door to close. But before it could close completely, a woman sticks her shoes in between the doors the prevent it from closing.

Jake looks to up to see the person and gets shocked as hell when she enters the elevator and stands beside him.

MC POV

After paying for the food you rushes to the exit when you saw that the doors of lift were about to close.

Yiu stick your shoes there, then enters the little room.

"Thank God I entered on time or else I would have to wait for more ten minutes "

You glance on your side and saw the same hoodie man staring at you with wide eyes.

What's up with him. You think in your mind.

" I know I'm beautiful, mister. But if you would stare at me with that wide eyes then it may pop out"

You joke at the man who now seems embarrassed at his actions.

He clears his throat then look away. But his gaze is still on you. He observes your every movement like he adores you the most.

After a few minutes you notice that the elevator is going down really slowly. You must have reached down till now but you were still moving from 5th to the 4th floor.

- "isn't this lift to- aaahhhhhhh!"

You screamed loudly when the elevator started shaking rapidly and the lights were flickering on and off.

There was a loud thud on the roof of the elevator and you fell directly on the man beside you. If he wouldn't have hold you, you would have crashed your head roughly against the wall.

The lights went off and the room became dark. You started shivering with fear while still clinging to the man. He embraced you and patted your head a few times to calm you down. Minutes passed and then the  light came back.

You came back to your senses when you saw that you were hugging the stranger.

You immediately pulled back blushing and mumbling apologise

- "I....I'm so-....sorry"

- "It's okay beautiful" the man said with a smirk after seeing you blushing and stuttering

JAKE POV

Mc fell on me when the elevator crashed and started shivering. She really is a cute tiny little thing. Jake thought in his mind

When Mc let go off him, he saw that she was blushing like a tomato.

Wow, she looks so cute. I should tease her and see her reaction to a stranger flirting with her.

- "It's okay beautiful" I said after her stuttering apologies.

She blushed even more but then pulled herself together and said

- "Yeah, don't call me that"

- "Why not? You're beautiful so I can call you" I said smirking.

- "Uh....I should press the alarm button because we are stuck"

She pressed the alarm button a few times but it didn't work.

- "look what's written over there. It says the alarm is out of use. You should call that number which is given below it" I said pointing at the number.

I had no intention of staying in the lift forever, but if it's with my love then I can have second thoughts.

I took the phone out from my pocket then started disabling the cameras in the lift. I have already disabled the restaurant's camera before coming but not of the elevators. It's because, I never use lifts to change floors as they are too risky. But I was forced to use it today because the stairs were damaged.

I was in my own thoughts when I heard Mc yelling at someone on the phone

- "Yeah, what do you mean by 3-4 hours? You want us to die inside? I'll report you then you'll lose your fucking license. What kind of service do-"

Before she could shout more and make the situation worse, I snatched her phone away from her then spoke in a different voice "take your time but don't take too long or else we'll might suffocate here. Yeah thank you and please hurry"

I said to the manager then hung up the call returning her phone back.

- "Great. Now we are stuck here for an eternity"

She said in an irritating voice.

I should annoy and tease her more, I thought to myself then proceeded to my actions.

- "why are you worrying babe? You are here with a handsome man like me. Trust me I won't let you feel bored." I said in a flirty tone.

- "Stop calling me with those names. And handsome? Haha I've never heard a better joke. You look like an alien" She said 

*Mc in her mind- btw, he is really very handsome. Uh don't think like that for him*

- "What? alien? Me? I'm offended babe. But you can't do anything cause you are stuck here with me now"

I said, then took off my hoodie revealing me only in my navy blue tshirt.

MC POV

After his heavy flirting, he took off his hoodie showing him only in his thin tshirt.

You couldn't take your eyes off him. He was muscular and well built.

*Wow he's really something. Ugh stop drooling over her Mc. You have your Jake so no other men. But God he really depicts as I imagined Jake. Ocean blue eyes, shiny black hair and so nice-*" you were interrupted out of your thoughts when he again started flirting with you.

- " Stop staring at me, I know I'm handsome and hot but if you will open your eyes that wide then it will pop out" He said mimicking your previous words.

You cleared your throat and looked away saying " why did you removed your hoodie?"

- " Because it's too hot in here."

He said taking a step towards you.

- "yeah, wh-what do you think you're do-doing ?"

You stutterd at him backing off a bit.

Seeing you going back, he smirked and again took a few steps towards you until your back was pressed against the wall.

He put both of his hands beside your head and leaned a bit towards your face saying.

- "Are you scared babe? I won't do anything............without your permission "

You didn't utter a single word because you were completely shocked. Not by his actions but by yourself. You thought only Jake could make you blush and give you butterflies in your stomach with his flirty texts. But here this complete stranger is making you feel nervous as hell and you were blushing like a tomato.

- "Do you want to be my girlfriend? I promise I won't disappoint" He said leaning a bit more forward. Your faces were now only a few inches apart. He tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear seeing your reaction. Your whole body got an electric shock just with a simple touch of his.

"*No, this is wrong. I only want Jake and no one else.*" You thought to yourself and then pushed him away from you.

- "Stay away from me, you pervert. And don't touch me. And for the record, I already have a boyfriend."

He knew well that you were talking about him but how little did you know that your love was this close to you.

- "Oh really?"

- "Yes really" you said.

- "Don't worry babe. I'm sure he won't mind if you'd flirt with me. In fact he would be happy" He said making you confused.

- "Oh yeah? You don't know who he is. And if I'd tell him that there was an alien harassing me in the elevator, he won't spare you."

- "Why? is he a police or a psycho who would kill me?" He asked amused.

- "Trust me he's not a police but he's much more powerful than them. And he's not psycho. So mind your own business and fuck off."

You said to him visibly angry. You can't control yourself when someone bad mouthed him.

- "Hmm.. looks like you really like him"

- "No. I love him"

He let out a happy chuckle then said "Now your boyfriend will say you to kiss me"

He turned around from your side then started doing something.

You ignored him, then took out your phone for time pass.

You saw Jake was online so you immediately went to his chat.

YOU

Hey babe :)

JAKE

Hi beautiful. <3

I'm offended.

YOU

Why? Did I do something wrong?

JAKE

You didn't kiss him.

YOU

Huh, what??

You glance at the man who was still busy with his phone.

JAKE

I love you too.

Then your phone started ringing. It was Jake. He never called you before, not after the case was over.

You quickly received the call.

- "Hello. Jake?"

Silence.....

The man beside you turned around with the phone pressed against his ear.

- "I love you too, beautiful"

The man said and the same voice you heard in your phone.

You were dumbfounded and shocked.

- "You know you look so pretty in real life. And you're so cute. Especially with that angry expression of yours."

Jake or the man in front of you whom you considerd stranger till now said to you in a sweet voice making you completely shocked.

A/N : okay, so I don't know how I feel about this. I think something's missing but I can't figure out what it is. So if you find any mistakes please tell me. I'll try to improve it next time. There will be one or two more part after this.

#duskwood #everbyte studios #i-desire-jake #duskwood everbyte #duskwood mc #i am jake #jake and mc

[jobean12-blog]

Tell me your opinion about your favourites Sebastiana characters, please ☺ (Besides Bucky)

HI SWEETS!

OHHHHHHHH! Yay!

YES hehe😏😇😁😍❤

1. Chris Beck: This guy is after my own heart. He's super smart, super soft and sweet and HE LOVES SCIENCE! I want to marry him and have all his babies. Like white picket fence, dog, porch swing, the whole nine yards and I have no doubt he can take me to bed and it will be out of this WORLD haha!

2. Charles Blackwood: He's so gorgeous it hurts my eyes. He might be a little nuts but who isn't and honestly if he wants to whisk me away to Italy and wine and dine me I'm SO IN! He can also teach me how to garden- gotta use two fingers- and we can read together after tea and pancakes for breakfast. Then he can tie me to the bed an ruin me all night. SIGN ME UP.

3. Destroyer!Chris: He's so sexy but also like he'll take a bullet for you so...softest boy ever and his rings and his tats and I want him to lick me all over and handcuff me to the bed. I love him!

4. Lance Tucker: He might be the prettiest boy there is and while he's an egotistical asshole most of the time, we all know he's soft for his girl and in reality likes to be a sub. So anytime he wants to show me the gold I'm down.

5. Mickey Henry: THE MOST BEAUTIFUL BOY. Honestly, hurts my eyes to look at him as well. He's fun and silly and a man child but you know what...I'm here for it. I want to swim in the ocean and have sex on the beach (maybe we'll use a blanket tho) and fuck everywhere and anywhere and wear his soft sweaters and throw parties and just love him forever.

Thanks so much darling! This was fun! I LOVE THEM ALL! Hope you have a great night! HUGS!!! ❤❤❤

#❤❤❤❤ #sebastian stan

[mandoalorian]

So we all know Pedro is super sexy/talented but what other actors/actresses deserve a shout out for it

omg okay hehe let’s see....

chris pine — the best chris in Hollywood. his eyes are like the ocean. he’s just perfect. he’s absolutely gorgeous. i feel like he speaks for himself. i love him not only in wonder woman, but also the princess diaries 2 🥺

oscar isaac — of course!!! ive seen his whole filmography. ive stanned for six years now and holy shit this man means everything to me. he will always have a special place in my heart.

diego luna — rogue one. dirty dancing havana nights. narcos: mexico. the book of life. diego luna is just so phenomenonal and talented. i’ll forever push my mamma mia reboot agenda with diego, oscar and pedro as the three dad's.

jason mamoa — absolutely delicious. arthur curry (aquaman) is one of my favourite superheroes and i think jason brings so much to the role. he’s just terrific.

zac efron — my first love. i love this man and i watch everything that he’s in. i envy his passion for adventuring and i wish i was as fit as he is. i love how much he’s into conservationism and protecting the planet.

dwayne johnson — his movies never fail to cheer me up. he seems like such a kind, genuine man. so down to earth and an amazing, loving father. also he’s HAWT.

gal gadot — for her role as diana prince alone. i’ll be honest, i’ve only seen her in wonder woman but her characterisation of diana means so much to me. i aspire to be like her. she’s truly one of my biggest idols and i admire gal for bringing her to life.

daisy ridley — rey was the first character i ever aspired to be like. i related to her story a lot. not only that but me and daisy are both from england and we had similar upbringings. when i hear her talk about her youth, i can relate. and it makes me feel like i can be something just like she is.

#pedro pascal #oscar isaac #diego luna #daisy ridley #gal gadot #zac efron #jason mamoa #dwayne johnson #chris pine #rach answers

[liviusofpella]

Fruit Ask Game

🍉 Do you prefer to write short fics or long fics? Multichaptered works or single ones? Why?

🍓 What’s a fic you’ve written you feel is underrated?

🥭 Rank from most enjoyable/fun to write to least: Fluff, Smut, Angst, Crack.

🍋 What’s your favorite spicier trope to write?

🍈 Who’s your blorbo and what are some of your favorite headcanons/ideas about them that repeatedly show up in your fics? Free pass to rant about blorbo opinions.

🫐 What’s your favorite underrated thing in your fandom? (A ship that only you seem to write for, a character there’s almost no fics about, a trope that criminally hasn’t been written yet, etc.)

Sorry for taking so long to answer!! I was to answer it immediately but I had to drive home and it ended up in drafts and I forgot about it🥲

🍉 do you prefer to write short fics or long fics? Multichaptered works or single ones?

long fics and multichaptered ones. I can't write short fics cause k feel that there's a lot of lore that's missing and I worry people won't understand what I wanted to say haha

I have written a few one shots but I really don't like them 😂

🍓what's a fic you've written that you feel is underrated?

honestly, idk. maybe this one shot, but i kinda get it, it's a smut 😂

🥭 rank from most enjoyable/fun to write to least: fluff, smut, angst, crack

Angst, fluff, smut, crack. I suck at crack lol

🍋what's your favourite spicier trope to write?

There's only one bed trope 😂

🍈 Who’s your blorbo and what are some of your favorite headcanons/ideas about them that repeatedly show up in your fics? Free pass to rant about blorbo opinions.

Jude, of course, since I gave birth to him (lol), and Selene! To be honest, now that I think of it Selene is kind of my OC, at least in terms of the modern au 🤔 anyway, I love how different they are at first glance but when you pay attention they're actually not that different and you kind of can make out Tyril's type.

They both have a reflective/contemplative quality which often pushes them to self-destructive activities but they are responsible enough not to let it destroy them completely (I hope that makes sense?). They know how far they can push the limits (especially Jude) and they take advantage of it.

You didn't have a chance to see it yet but Jude can be manipulative as hell. Ngl I'm kinda proud of myself for not making him perfect, I love how destroyed and mean that man can be, lol. I think thats my favourite headcanon.

I don't know if there's something that repeatedly shows up regarding Jude but when it comes to Selene then it's definitely flowers. And the ocean. I think I use quite a lot of metaphors while writing about her and sometimes I think it's actually too much (but then I remember that since I'm the author I make the rules hehe)

I'm not gonna rant too much cause I don't wanna spoil but Selene will come back once I'm done with the Tyril x Jude mini series, and tslof series will return! And don't think it's the last you see Jude!

🫐What’s your favorite underrated thing in your fandom? (A ship that only you seem to write for, a character there’s almost no fics about, a trope that criminally hasn’t been written yet, etc.)

Honestly idk haha, I'll say too little people write modern au blades hahaha

#ask #ask game #ladylamrian✨ #thanks sm for asking

[saladejin]

Admire | 06

Seokjin x Fem!Reader | arranged marriage!au, husband!Seokjin | Strangers to lovers, angst, self discovery, loneliness in luxury, touch starvation (eventual smut), eventual domestic fluff

Summary: You’d never needed anyone else. Growing up alone, living alone, existing alone. It all came naturally and effortlessly, quite like breathing. That was until your somewhat distant parents finally decided it was time to make good on a promise. One they’d made before you were even born.

Warnings: There’s only one bed - but nothing too saucy lol, touching

Word Count: 2.4k

A/N: Just a mixture of fluff and angst for you guys hehe

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When you came out of the tiny bathroom that night, the lights were already off, and all you could see was the mounded shape of Seokjin underneath the bedcovers. He must have been pretty tired, as he’d been the one with the most hours of driving under his belt so far. You stood and appreciated the way the lamps from outside cast tiny slivers of light across the surface of the duvet.

You climbed in, wishing that the bed was a lot bigger so that you didn’t have to feel or sense his presence anywhere near you, the idea of little proximity making your knees weak … also considering his lack of shirt.

You wanted to be close to him, to feel his skin against yours, to hear the way he inhaled and exhaled small puffs of air as he slept, or even just the sound of his gentle heartbeat. Having that sense of closeness would make you feel so incredibly relaxed. You didn’t know how badly you craved it until now, and you didn’t know why that was.

Then he was turning over, and it was slow enough to make you panic, but not slow enough to give you the time to inch further away or turn yourself around. You were face to face with him, and his cursed eyes as they took in your slightly parted lips frozen from fear. 

Why is he even awake?

He didn’t say a word, just blinked and waited for your tensed up muscles to loosen. As you sighed and ran a hand through your hair in frustration, he lifted one corner of his lips ever so slightly into a knowing smirk.

“You scared me, idiot,” you whined in a low tone, turning to face him again but keeping your eyes fixated to a point above his face. You couldn’t really bear the shame of looking into his amused gaze again. In truth, it didn’t seem like he wasn’t amused but rather just as curious as ever.

“Why can’t you sleep?” he wondered aloud with a certain rasp to his tone that you found much too attractive. A loud part of you wanted to ask him to just keep talking, not even caring what or who he talked about. You only realised then that you’d brought a finger up to start tracing the outlines of his shoulders leading into his collarbone, the feeling of his lean muscle putting your mind at ease for some strange reason.

“Physical contact, right?” he then said almost to himself.

Your finger stopped in its tracks and you lifted your eyes to his in confusion. You must have been way too tired to even form rational thoughts. Had you seriously just been touching his bare skin without hesitation?

“What?” was the only thing you could blurt out in your state of conflict.

He didn’t answer, but your shock was soon replaced by a tingling warmth when you felt one of his hands grazing the exposed skin of your waist, precisely where your shirt had ridden up the most. The way you shivered and sighed at the contact was too immediate to be considered normal, and you heard the way he softly inhaled at the reaction.

“You never really mention how badly you need it. I can barely understand it, or you,” he commented calmly.

“Your needs are different from mine. How can you understand something if you’ve never had to think about it? When you’ve never yearned for it so much that you almost lose your mind every time someone looks at you?” you said with a tinge of shame flaring immediately after the quiet outburst. You were too vulnerable, too much like an open book for him to read.

He seemed to be trying to keep his emotions concealed, but it was obvious how intrigued he was to watch your inner turmoil. He continued to run his hand downwards and then followed the slope of your hip back up towards your goose-bumped shoulders.

You were so happy to finally receive the touch and attention you wanted that you couldn’t help but shift closer to him. You heard a tiny murmur of disbelief rumble deep in his throat, but ignored it. You only moved to press your colder hand to his chest and run it upwards, and eventually burrowed your face deep into the crook of his neck. He was so warm, and it made you feel so unbelievably secure. You surrounded yourself with the scent of him and let out a large unbridled sigh of relief.

The wide hand that had stilled on your back from the shock began to move again. He gently brought your figure further into his and let his deft fingers continue tracing patterns onto your back over the fabric of the shirt.

“Since the wedding, I’ve made sure to keep my distance because I was sure we’d be out of this almost as soon as it started. I’ve always been reserved to people in my life and that hasn’t changed,” he said so quietly that you would’ve missed it if you hadn’t been so close to him.

“So, I don’t get what you’re seeing in me now really. I know you better than to think you’re seeing me as a simple warm body, it’s much deeper than that. Why do you feel the sudden change in attitude, after all this time?” Seokjin murmured. It was questionably the longest time you’d heard his voice speak in succession.

“I guess I just wanted to be this close to someone for once,” you whispered with a sad smile. “It’s like that one time we were dancing but a zillion times worse. Since the start, I’ve battled with loneliness and thought of myself as self-sufficient and independent, but for some reason it’s all suddenly changing, and I don’t really know how to feel.”

Right then was when you’d let your walls crumble into a dusty pile of bricks and stone. You were so exposed; you may as well have been sitting stark naked in front of the man. All your insecurities were laid out on the slab for him to see … One. By. One.

You continued in a breathy voice, one beat away from breaking. “It has nothing to do with how you’re not the warmest or most companionable husband out there. That didn’t matter to me before, and it sure as hell doesn’t matter now. Think of the life I’ve lived…”

It was silent for a few moments as you let him mull over his thoughts. The rhythmic sound of his relaxed breathing soothed you into your next words.

“A partner. That is what you are to me, and that means you’re kind of irreplaceable since I’ve never had one before. It doesn’t matter if you’re distant, or cold, or even confusing at times because at the end of the day we only have each other to come home to. And if you’ll indulge me sometimes, I’d like to see you as the rock that keeps me grounded. The one common denominator reminding me that I’m not alone in that big, empty house.”

You paused, not knowing if you should continue due to the lack of response. When he seemed to still be running it over in his head, your sudden spark of confidence fizzled and almost died out completely.

“I’m probably the most selfish person for this, but to put it simply I’m using you as a security blanket. Wrapping myself up in the familiarity just to feel safe. Because you always just seem to have it together whenever I’m the one breaking down.”

He was just starting to open up to me as well, yet here I am scaring him away like a madwoman.

“That’s why you wanted to stick with me since the beginning, right?” he spoke surprisingly after a few heavy moments. “At all those first parties and balls you had no idea of what you were doing, so you asked to stay beside me because you were the outsider and I was the one stranger out of all of them that you just happened to know a little more.”

he mused, cast into a thoughtful sense of amazement. “I saw that you were scared, but didn’t know that you felt that way back then.”

You couldn’t help but shift your gaze upwards to garner any kind of visual reaction from Seokjin. When you only found his eyes looking down at you with a profound look of shining sympathy, you blinked away the tears pricking at the corners of your own and buried your face deep into the space between his neck and shoulder. He was a like refuge, and you were only hiding from your own disgrace.

The sound of his deep even breathing was lulling you into a sleepiness so strong that you could feel your lashes kissing your cheekbones every few seconds. Your chest was positively alight with a burning bittersweet combination of happiness and regret.

He was holding you close, giving in to your cry for help even though your past self would have never believed it.

~

Days passed, and ultimately so did your roadside adventure.

The last night was proving to be an absolute delight, with the whole group sharing toasted marshmallows on large twigs around a crackling campfire. The vehicles were parked around you, casting long looming shadows along the grass while you all reminisced about your healthy time spent away from work and life in general.

For you, the highlights had definitely been the beach. Feeling the sun-kissed sand underneath your toes and listening to the sounds of rolling ocean waves had almost put you in a trance of sorts, a serenity you could barely describe. Other memories were things such as shopping in the old town stores, dining on the most nostalgic meals, spending the summery nights gathering with family members and catching up on your busy lives.

These were all just some of your favourite moments spent on the trip, but they couldn’t compare to the ones you had experienced with Seokjin. Even now, as you sat near the campfire surrounded by the busy ramblings of your real family, his magnetic field of a presence drew you in.

There he sat next to your grandfather; three fingers pressed firmly to the strings of an acoustic guitar while the older greying man showed him how to strum out the chord. You felt your heart squeeze when Seokjin smiled lightly and took over from the elderly man. He began playing the instrument shyly, fingers still shaky from inexperience but getting the hang of skill as if it were something as simple as breathing.

“(Y/n).” His steady voice broke into your thoughts like a freight train. You brought yourself back into focus to see him tapping the tightened strings of the guitar gently. The warm orange glow of the nearby fire flickering its own cadence of hues onto his flawless features.

“I’m getting one of these when we get home.”

Everything within you stuttered at his matter-of-factly statement, and for some reason the smile plastered on your face began to falter.

‘When we get home.’

Why did these simple words cause your bottom lip to quiver ever so slightly, or your eyes to brim with unbidden salty tears? You couldn’t even pick apart the emotions within you to decipher whether they were ones of happiness or sadness. Everything was a jumble.

“Sorry,” you excused yourself before placing your stick covered in gooey marshmallow remnants on the flat log below. Nobody really took notice as you made your way briskly towards your motorhome, face tingling with pent up feelings and mind a whirring mess.

I’m happy, and surprisingly enough, that’s a bad thing.

You let the motorhome door click shut and threw yourself onto the soft pillowy bed face-first.

I’m happy on this trip, but that isn’t the problem. I’m happy with him…

A lonely tear of frustration escaped the confines of your willpower, trailing a warm path down your cheek in a sad descent. It soaked into the white fabric underneath.

I’m not meant to be happy with him! I’m meant to be just waiting it out until we go our separate ways. I’m meant to be disengaged, disinterested.

You gripped the bedcovers harshly, knowing that your own foolish need for his touch had gotten you into this chaotic disarray. You were so happy to know that he wasn’t an asshole, that he wasn’t some douchebag who had his head stuck up his own ass. You were ecstatic to find out that the man you’d been condemned to marry just wasn’t the whiny juvenile brat you’d expected.

“But why would everything be easier if he was?” you whimpered to yourself.

Then the door was being pulled open and the sounds of the chirping crickets flooded into the van, all the way to your throbbing ears.

“Hey, what’re you doing?”

Hearing Seokjin’s voice after mentally recalling every aspect about him you admired only twisted the knife deeper into your gut. You knew you should have pretended to be tired and needing sleep, but under his watchful eye it just wasn’t going to happen. Slowly, you sat up and combed the flowing hair out of your face with firm unforgiving fingers.  

At the sight of your tear-stained skin and blotchy eyes, Seokjin’s gaze softened and he exhaled loudly before making his way over. You were so upset at yourself for letting things happen the way they had, but this time you didn’t hide your emotions away out of courtesy.

“I’m sorry Seokjin.” You cleared your throat and sniffed. “I’m sorry for letting myself believe... I’ve gotten so used to fooling other people about us that I forgot to exclude myself. So, I’ve been fooled.”

By now the tears were gone, and the only evidence remaining of your explosive breakdown was the hoarse edge to your voice. You knew he probably wouldn’t understand the confession, and it wouldn’t hurt his feelings. You were the only one dumb enough to pull the veil back over your eyes. The veil convincing everyone watching that you were in love, and in turn seeing it all through the same shroud.

You couldn’t lie to yourself anymore. You were in love with him. 

Copyright © 2020 by salade. All rights reserved.

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[chunhua-s]

hi baby! CONGRATS 🎉 on 200!! HEHE and ur wish is my command— tho, this time, i’ll put off friends to lovers for mafia!au whew 😆 and my favourite boy, mr bokuto koutarou <33 (i think i’m rlly in lovvv w him 🥲) i love u!! hope u enjoy writing this hehehe 💙

atiq, sweetie!! thanks so much for requesting from me!! and thanks for always swapping ideas for haikyuu with me 🥺 i love our interactions and everything you add to our discussions is always so golden!! your mind? amazing, astronomical, built different. and i know how much you love kou so i’ll work extra hard on this request for you!! ilyyy 🥰 and i hope you enjoy it!! i cannot tell you how badly i wanted to write a mafia au for a while and i was actually hoping that someone would request one for me for this event! originally i had three different ideas for this oneshot, but across all three i wanted our reader to be in a oosition of power — a ruler rather than a bystander in the grand theme of things of that makes sense? i just... i really like writing female characters with a strong presence that you can feel pressuring you whenever you’re around her. when i chose this route for the plot, i added a little twist to it since i thought forbidden lovers would be another good fit for this — i hope this is okay with you? it still falls under your original request but with just a touch of another really fun trope! uhhh for the song i did struggle a little with choosing it, but i think the vibe of this song fits better than what i had in mind? it the lyrics capture the whole “i’m helpless when it comes to you” theme that i wanted to put into this oneshot, like it’s a sensation that the other person has so much power over them that they can’t resist. anyways enough with my rambling — please enjoy the story! and as always, don’t be afraid to tell me what you all thought of it 💕 and a big thank you to runa for giving me a hand with writing this when i got stuck! ily wifey 🥰

WHERE YOUR LIGHT SHINES BRIGHTEST ➽ KOUTARO BOKUTO x READER

genre: drama— tiny bit of angst if you squint

au: mafia au with some hints of forbidden lovers

warnings: none other than the au type if that makes anyone uncomfortable!

your relationship with him is like something written straight out of fiction — the tale of two lovers whose paths should never meet.

as the rules dictate, a queen should never kiss the hand of her servant. it’s unheard of — the mere thought of it could be called ridiculous had it ever left from your lips. and even you had frowned upon it once upon a time. back then, you would never have even entertained the notion of love within your business. the word love has no place inside a frozen heart, it’s petals without a home on cold northern land. as a woman in your world, you couldn’t afford love, not with your money, nor with your time. to you, all it had ever been was something too expensive and not worth the pain that would trail after its name. and so, the empress closes her heart and builds her throne on the skulls of men who dared to challenge her power, sews her dresses from their flesh and blood and decorates her neck with silver bones, her fingers with rings of thorn. you become a force in the underworld, one that demands respect with your name alone and causes the blood of those who should doubt you to run cold with fear. in the cruel and unforgiving world of pain and bloodshed, you blossom beautifully, and you run your empire on the same harsh principles that you once fought against to get to the top.

but the queen, she has a weakness — one lonely spear that rests right over her heart, piercing the skin there and drawing rivers of blood from her opening wounds. the queen who once spat on that four-letter word and scorned it with every part of her being, she fell in love with her right hand man. you couldn’t stop yourself from melting into golden eyes that shine like the sun itself, you’re rendered defenseless in the face of his light that shines like a beacon in your dark world. you’re a moth to his flame, and you so carelessly let yourself burn on embers of adoration and worship. for him, you abandon your personal code and allow your heart to dance in the palm of his hand. for koutaro bokuto, you allow yourself to bury your crown on a sandy beach, you let him pull you into golden waters and teach you how to swim in his ocean.

music blares outside of the private room, where neon red lights hide the trails that his lips leave across your skin. he fills you lungs with a subtle aroma of sweet oranges and a sort of earthy scent that’s almost lost under the overwhelming smell of gunmetal and blood that clings almost desperately to his clothes— as if to suffocate his fire and leave the both of you cold. when you pull away from his arms, you find his golden eyes already searching for you through black and white strands of hair that you gently brush from his forehead; he leans into your touch with his eyes closed, and his lips come apart to exhale the weight that sits on the both of your chest. the gun in his belt suddenly becomes heavier, as if it would pull him under if it weren’t for your hands around his waist, supporting his body when he tiredly collapsed into you. guilt turns your stomach over with a sickness so powerful that your resolve wavers, flickering like the surface of a calm lake disturbed by a single stone — that stone, you think bitterly, is your throne. the empire you’d created that you can no longer run from.

“you did well for me, kou,” you whisper against his skin, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek and sinking further into his arms as if to permanently mold your bodies together. “you always do so well.”

he pulls back once again to lock gazes with you, golden hues drinking red wine to shine on a sunset blaze. you see his lips pull upwards in the beginning of a smile as your thumb traces the shape of his jawline, his hand coming up to cradle your own when he leans into your touch. “i live to serve you, my queen,” he mutters into your palm, and you swear you feel the devotion behind his words as they rumble across your skin like thunder. “i’ll do anything for you — just give me the order and i’ll get it done.”

you bring his face closer to yours and press your lips against his, feeling his entire body relax above you as his hands lock around your waist, draws you closer into him so that your figure curves into him. what space once existed between the two of you vanishes as you steal his breath from his lungs and lose yourself on sweet ocean waves. your voice of reason goes muted under every hushed gasp that falls from your caving chests chests, codes and conduct vanish beneath the heavy base of the music that blasts from outside the private room. when you pull away, the both of you are breathless, left to drag in slow, heaving gasps as if the air surrounding you both had vanished.“good,” your lips brush against his lips, your eyes flutter closed as your forehead leans against his. and you don’t dare doubt the validity of his words — in your world, an oath bears the same weight as a pound of flesh. false promises are punished in blood and sacrifice, and one would do well to quickly learn to never lie under any circumstance.

your smile softens on its edges as you press your head against his chest, falling into the soothing rhythm of his heartbeat. a queen can’t afford to fall in love in such a dark world, but you think that, for koutaro, it’s alright to let your guard down and offer him your heart.

he would never betray you, after all.

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[leejeongz]

first date with cravity

🔅i hope you enjoy! thanks for requesting hehe🔅

serim: going on a run

When he first asked you, you weren’t really a fan of the idea. Arun for a first date? Has he lost his mind? But he somehow managed to convince you and you’re glad he did. He showed up at your house at dusk, he was wearing shorts and a plain white t-shirt, it was so simple but you couldn’t help but think about how good he looked. his hair was messy, he didn’t bother styling it because he knew it would just get sweaty and become messy anyway. You stepped outside, it was cold so you already had to complain.

“I’m freezing, can't we just stay in and get pizza?” you pleaded, a pout present on your face hoping your cuteness would persuade him.

“No, that’s not a good idea for a first date,” he started running before he’d even finished his sentence so you chased after him. You caught up to him and he lowered the pace a little.

“It’s so freeing to run. You can talk, but you can also stay silent. You can listen to music or you can just think about things. It's something that makes me happy” he confessed. Suddenly, you were glad to be sharing this time with him.

Soon enough you reached a park, where you stopped jogging for a bit to sit on a bench and rest a little. you’d forgotten to bring out water so serim offered you some of his. You wiped the top of the bottle that he had drank out of which earned a little laugh from Serim, “I don’t have any germs, it’s okay” He teased.

You drank a little and handed it back to him, not wanting to drink all of his water even though you could have drank a whole ocean at the time. He stood up in front of you and held his hand out, “We can walk back if you want? And when we get to your place we can get a pizza of your choice as a thank you for coming out with me!” he smiled at you when you took his hand, agreeing to his plan.

allen: the zoo

You’d been planning to go to the zoo as friends for a while but you wanted to wait for a sunny day (that he had off,) which was clearly not going to happen any time soon. When the day finally came, you opened the door with a smile, and grabbed your bag as quickly as possible, not wanting to waste any time.

“Ready for our date?” he asked, knowing what your reaction would be.

“Date?” you looked in his direction, trying to not seem as eager as you actually were. You did both like each other, it was no secret, but he’d never labelled an outing as “a date” before.

“Yes” he replied, “do you not want it to be a date?” he asked, looking back at you making you avert your eyes. You shook your head and laughed, obviously this is what you wanted.

He drove you both there and opened the door for you to get out. He paid for your ticket to get into the zoo and walked over to the map, dragging you with him. You didn’t know at the time that he wasn’t going to let go of your hand all day, but you didn’t complain at any point so it’s okay.

“Where first, babe?” he asked, eyes darting all over the map to see if he could find the zebras.

“The zebras” you responded, they were your favourites so of course you were gonna say them. Unlike him, you had found them straight away and pointed them out to him as you said it.

“The penguins it is” he teased, heading in the direction of the zebras anyway.

You spent the whole day laughing with him and joking, teasing each other nonstop. The first serious moment you shared was when you bought his favourite sandwich from the cafe, he was so honoured that you remembered. From that moment on, he knew he wanted to ask you to be his as soon as possible, even if it was only the first date.

jungmo: watching fireworks

Since it was november, it was the perfect time to take Jungmo to a bonfire, he said he’d never been before. Unfortunately, he had caught a cold and so going out in the cold weather wasn’t an opinion. He told you to go with your other friends if you wanted to go so badly but you wanted to go with him, especially since you’d both recently confessed you had feelings for each other. A few hours before the intended bonfire, he sent you a text asking if you wanted to come to his house that night instead of going to the bonfire, how could you say no to that?

That evening, you went to his house, taking a bunch of usual “bonfire snacks” so you wouldn’t feel left out. He invited you in and you both went straight to his room. Although this was your first time at his house, you felt so at home. He plonked himself in his window seat and patted the empty space next to him. You were kinda confused but he quickly clarified why you were sitting there.

“I was doing some investigating” he started, shuffling closer to you, wrapping one arm around you while the other pointed outside, “we should be able to see the fireworks from here, in that direction.” You smiled to yourself, he really thought this through.

The fireworks started and Jungmo hadn’t moved a muscle, only to let out a few gasps. Your head was now resting on his shoulder, you occasionally looked up at him, he was smiling at the fireworks in awe every time you did so. The fireworks stopped after around 45 minutes and you were both pretty hungry.

“Want a marshmallow?” you got up to grab your bag of goodies “we can’t toast them but marshmallows taste good as they are anyway” you offered him the bag.

“Better idea, how about we make some hot chocolate and eat some with that?” he asked, knowing you would never say no to that.

The next morning you woke up with a cold, you’d definitely caught it from Jungmo but oh well, it was worth it, you thought.

woobin: ferris wheel

“That ferris wheel down by the beach looks so fun, can we go?” you asked him over text. He read the message and his face lit up, he was quick to reply with an “of course”.

The following afternoon/evening you met up on the front, about half a mile from the wheel itself. you walked together, his hand brushing against yours, he was still too nervous to hold it but you didn’t want to make the first move either. You finally reached the wheel and you stood in line, the sun was just setting and so the queue was quite long but you both knew it would be worth the wait. Not once did you run out of things to talk about, not until you got onto the wheel. you sat beside him and you both kept your hands in your laps, you were both too nervous to rock the little pod you were sitting in so neither of you moved. The views really did render you speechless, you’d never seen the city like this before, always talking about how bad it was, when really, it was beautiful. All Woobin could focus on was you, the sun hadn’t quite set yet and what was left of its light was shining on you, you looked so effortlessly beautiful that he had to capture the moment.

“Let me take a picture” he said, you thought he meant of the view but his camera pointed directly at you. “Have i ever told you how beautiful you are?” he whispered with a shy smile on his face.

“My turn” you exclaimed, taking out your phone to take a picture of him, one you knew you’d set as your background when you got home. “I want this moment to last forever, I love it up here” you said while putting your phone back in your bag.

“Me too” he smiled at you, drawing your attention away from your bag. He looked away from you at that moment, adoring the view that he hadn’t really paid attention to before now, absentmindedly taking your hand in his for the first time and resting it in your lap.

wonjin: ice skating

he REALLY couldn’t skate. He was embarrassed to say it but he wasn’t going to let it stop you two from going on your first date right this second.

“Can we go ice skating?!” you asked enthusiastically. your friends all shook their heads in unison, saying they had to go home now or making up other excuses, all except one.

“Sure, I'll come” Wonjin put up his hand, scooting you friend over to stand by your side. There had always been a little chemistry between you two, and so your friends whooped a little. They didn’t know you’d already confessed to each other so it was quite ironic really. The group dispersed as you and wonjin made your way over to the rink. You paid and got your skates from the man at the booth before sitting and putting them on. You stood up and helped wonjin up too, it was understandable that he couldn’t walk on the carpet in them, especially since it was his first time, you gathered.

You stepped onto the ice and grabbed hold of the side, getting your balance before turning to see a struggling wonjin at the gate. You guided his hand to the side and grabbed his free hand. He looked so cute, struggling to even get onto the ice. His nose was red and it made you giggle a little.

“Hey, don’t laugh, it’s my first time” he pouted.

“I'm not laughing at you” you said, clapping slightly to see him finally on the ice before realising his hand was still yours. “You have a bright red nose, you look so dumb, Rudolph” you giggled with him.

He looked up from the ice for the first time in the past 5 minutes “I would laugh if I was you, yours is exactly the same” he laughed back, his feet slowly moving over the ice.

You both went around like this for a while, he had one hand on the rail and the other in your hand. That was until he felt confident.

“Let me see if i can do it without assistance” he gulped, only realising what he had just subjected himself to by saying that after he said it. You released his hand from yours and he reluctantly removed his hand from the side of the rink. You must admit, he was a little shaky, but a lot better than you could have anticipated when you first saw him getting onto the ice. You smiled in his direction as he skated away from you. He turned around and smiled back, he hoped you were proud of him, but that was an understatement on how you actually felt.

“Thanks for coming with me,” you said once you were off the ice, onto the safety of carpet in your own shoes.

“It’s okay, anytime. Spending time with you out there was real fun.” he held your hand and started swinging it as you walked away from the rink.

minhee: painting pottery (for each other)

Although it was your idea, minhee wished it was his, he’d been thinking of the perfect date in his head for a while now. He wanted your first date to be special and was thinking about it since he confessed, but when you presented him with a leaflet for pottery painting, it was hard to say no. He thought about the date for the whole day before, imaging how cute it would be.

You arrived at the pottery place mid morning and had a tour of the factory, the whole while your arm was linked with his comfortably. You were both as interested as each other and any nerves you had for the date had disappeared.

“Time to paint!” the lady giving the tour announced. She showed you to a table for 4 and so you sat beside each other thinking another couple would join you but no one ever did. Since the pottery had already been made (neither of you trusted yourselves enough to throw it, even if it would have been fun) you got straight to painting. It finally gave you and minhee some time to talk, and that you did. Although you wanted to make this the best art work you’d ever done since you were giving it to minhee, you couldn’t stop looking at him while he spoke to you, his good looks were so distracting. He felt the same way about you too, he wanted to concentrate on his painting but he wanted to listen to you even more. The conversations you had were a little silly, things like “if you were a stuffed animal, what animal would it be?” but you felt so much more connected to him and you were both comfortable, despite all his teasing about your strange responses.

“This is for you,” he said at the end of your date, extending his arms out towards you to present to you his pot cutely. On it, he had painted something you briefly remember talking about.

“Minhee, you’re the best” you said, wrapping your arms around his neck with his pot now in your hands. You pulled back and grabbed the pot you’d painted for him from the table next to you, you really hoped he liked it now.

hyeongjun: cat cafe

You weren’t exactly the biggest fan of cats, but you were the biggest fan of hyeongjun so any date he invited you to, you said yes. Recently, a cat cafe had opened in town and he really wanted to go and who better to take with him than you, the person he’d liked for years who had recently confessed their feelings for him.

You waited for him by the door, he could see you fidgeting and so when he greeted you, he did so with a hug to calm you down. “You smell nice” he bubbled “shall we go in?”

He pushed open the door and let you go in before he did. The waitress by the door showed you to an empty table and placed two menus on it. Admittedly, the cats nearby really intimidated you, you were scared of cats but for some reason you felt really off.

“We don’t have to stay,” Hyeongjun said, starting to get up, noticing your apprehension to stroke any cat that came close to you.

“It's fine, let’s just order, I think I'm going to have the chocolate cake and a strawberry smoothie,” you said with a fake smile on your face.

After a while, you started to get more comfortable. Hyeongjun admired how well you were playing with the cats and how you were keeping them entertained, even if at the beginning you were a little nervous. He took plenty of pictures and made sure to post a lot about your date on social media, he really wanted to show you off to his friends.

You finished your food and drink and left the cafe, thanking the waitress on your way out. You stood outside the cafe’s window, his hands were in yours and you were both staring lovingly into each other’s eyes, giggling a little, “I had a great date” you confessed “but next time can we please do something with less… felines?” you giggled.

“So we can’t go to Tashirojima island?” he joked, faking a cute little pout.

taeyoung: waterpark

Even though you were going with other friends, Taeyoung still insisted on calling it “our date” whenever he spoke to you about it. The day of the date, he came to your house bright and early, sporting an excessively large gym bag. “I got us matching swimwear so people know it’s a date” he announced while welcoming himself into your house. He pulled a long sleeved swim shirt out from his bag along with a pair of swim shorts. “Go change! I'll change in your bathroom!” he said excitedly. You did as he instructed and put your clothes on top, ready to take off once you got there to save time.

You met up with your friends outside the indoor waterpark and went in together. After getting out of your clothes, you went out of the changing rooms and found taeyoung who was ready way before you.

“Rapids?” he asked with an excited look on his face. You nodded with the same level of excitement before departing from your group. The rapids were always your favourite part of waterparks, this specific one you could just swim around, no need for a ring. Taeyoung went in first, grabbing your hand to pull you into the rapids with him. You were having so much fun, his conversation with you made you want to never leave, but just while thinking about it he’d already pulled you out, heading towards a slide.

“This is um quite high,” you faltered while standing at the top, looking down at the large pool that you were to land in. The guy at the top told you to sit down next to taeyoung, ready to race each other, but of course, taeyoung being the best boy he is, he grabbed your hand so you could slide down together.

Although you didn’t really get to know him much more than you already did throughout the day, you couldn’t have asked for a better first date and you felt even more comfortable around him than ever before, you couldn’t wait for the next day you spent together.

(i feel like i use these gif for everything i write i’m so sorryyy)

seongmin: pedalo

The lake nearby always had swan shaped pedalo boats in, but you never had any intention of going on them, not until seongmin wanted to anyway.

“Pleaseeeee” he pleaded down the phone, not taking no for an answer “we can get ice cream after.”

“Fine” you agreed finally “but you had better not splash me, that lake is dirty.” From the moment he put the phone down, you started planning your outfit for the following day, actually excited to ride the swan boats for the first time ever.

That morning you put on your planned outfit and checked yourself out one last time before heading to the lake. Seongmin was already there waiting for you to arrive, somehow you’d matched outfits without even knowing, a bit spooky, you thought.

He wasted no time getting on the pedalo, he sat on the left leaving you the space on the right, he knew you would feel the most comfortable on that side. For the most part, he let you steer, he put himself in charge of the conversation and led it while you both peddled at a steady pace. You talked about the unimaginable, the date exceeded your expectations and you started to fall for him more than ever. He really was the sweetest boy you’d ever met. He also stuck to his promise of getting you ice cream after, he chose your favourite flavour and let you choose a flavour for him just for fun.

“I had a really good day today” he spoke while wiping his mouth on the small napkin. You had to agree, your cheeks were hurting from smiling so much. “You look really pretty here and our outfits fit in with the surroundings, I’m gonna ask that lady to take a picture of us, if that’s okay?” he asked, hoping you’d say yes, which you did.

After the picture was taken, he sent it straight over to you (which is when you noticed you were called “y/n❤️” on his phone) before setting it as his lock screen.

gifs aren’t mine

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