#his dimples are freaking attractive

[sleepystreetsworld]

Jonah Hauer-King in The Flatshare (2022)

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[withleeknow]

rue de rivoli.

pairing: hyunjin x reader genre/warnings: established relationship, fluff, semi edited lol, a little sappy and very self indulgent and inspired by a very specific instance in that one hyunjin vlog in japan 🤷‍♀️ word count: 0.9k

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hyunjin might be the worst - and you mean it, the worst - travel partner.

it’s all because of that ridiculously expensive camera of his and the little hobby that he’s taken up on.

“hey,” he calls out softly, trailing a few steps behind you as he raises the camera up to his face again. “hold it right there.”

you huff out a breath in mild annoyance, blowing some hair away from your face as the air escapes from your lips.

“seriously? you’ve taken a gazillion pictures already. this is the third time you’ve made me stop in the past thirty minutes.”

“but the lighting is just perfect.”

“we’re only here for a few days! i can’t see all the places i wanna see if you keep making me stop every two seconds!”

it was cute at first, how he kept asking you to stop in the middle of the street to snap a photo of you. it made you blush every time he did, because he would take another brief moment to admire the final product on his camera’s display screen and tell you that even though the photo turned out great, it could never truly capture how beautiful you are through his eyes. then he’d press a kiss to your cheek or a swift peck to your lips before taking your hand and tugging you along, en route to the tourist attractions that you’ve yet to come across.

to be fair, it’s still cute, and despite your feeble irritation, you still let hyunjin take his photos every time he asks. mostly because he would start sporting a gigantic pout on his face, coupled with the way his eyes widen like a puppy begging for a treat.

“please? you look so pretty right now. pleaseee?”

you acquiesce - of course you do - because who can say no to a cute whiny hyunjin?

you roll your eyes half-heartedly, and a bright grin immediately spreads on his lips because he knows that he’s getting what he wants, the smile so brilliant that it brings out his whisker dimples and turns his eyes into adorable crescent moons.

he patters over to you on light footsteps once the shot has been snapped, proudly showing you his handy work even though you secretly think it looks the same as any other photo of you that he’s taken - sometimes it’s your side profile with your hair covering half of your face because you’re too awkward to look directly at the camera, sometimes it’s you in random poses because you’re never sure what to do with your hands while getting your picture taken.

“did you even take any photos of the scenery?”

hyunjin shrugs, pretty indifferent to your question. “yeah, a few.”

“a few? give me that, let me see... you’ve taken two hundred and sixty four photos so far and only a few are of freaking paris?!”

another shrug, then cue one of the corniest things he’s ever said to you in your entire life. “you’re prettier than paris.”

sure, it’s a massively cliché thing to say, and a teeny bit cringeworthy to hear if this were a sappy romance movie. but coming from him, you know the sentiment is entirely genuine because hyunjin is nothing if not one of the sincerest people you know.

it makes you short-circuit as you stare up at him. the sun behind him softens by a fraction as it starts to make its descent, and the slowly fading sunlight looks as though it’s found a home as his personal halo. to have someone as beautiful as him tell you that you’re prettier than the city of love itself is quite honestly a little surreal, no matter how long you’ve been together.

“that was the cheesiest shit ever,” you comment, pretending to gag but knowing perfectly well that he can see the rosy flush on your cheeks. you mutter something else - for good measure - along the lines of never going on a trip with him again.

hyunjin laughs that endearing signature laugh of his, then he twists the cap back on the camera lens and once again lets the device dangle from the strap around his neck. he pulls you toward him with ease and kisses you deeply with a smile on his lips, one that’s warmer than the parisian sun could ever hope to be.

no, hyunjin isn’t a great travel partner. yes, mostly because he takes up all of your time trying to take pictures of you instead of letting you freely wander to the spots that you’d spent a lot of time bookmarking on google maps beforehand. he might be the worst person you’ve gone on a trip with because when you’re travelling, you like to be productive with your time and be able to do everything you set out to do in the limited number of days you have.

but even then, maybe it’s not that terrible having to miss watching the sunset in front of the eiffel tower because more exquisite than all of the most renowned artworks displayed in the louvre and more enchanting than any view you can spot from montmarte is your hyunjin that you adore, who’s kissing you in the middle of a street which name you can’t even pronounce.

any irritation you had from before slowly melts away. you don’t even care (that much) that you’re in the city of love.

any city is love when you’re with him.

(even when he messes up your travel plans sometimes.)

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[norrizzandpia]

London Boy (LN4)

Summary: In which she falls in love with a London boy as an American girl

Warnings: mentions of family trauma, but it’s really light, FLUFFFFFFFFFFF

Note: I promise I will stop doing song imagines. I already have a regular imagine in the works, THIS ONE WAS JUST TOO GOOD TO PASS UP 🙏🏻🙏🏻

Word Count: 4,377

I love my hometown as much as Motown, I love SoCal and you know I love Springsteen, faded blue jeans, Tennessee Whiskey, but something happened. I heard him laughing. I saw the dimples first and then I heard the accent.

When Y/n had been invited to the British Grand Prix, she was as excited as she could be. She wasn’t really educated when it came to F1, seeing as she had only heard of it twice in all her life. Nonetheless, it was a girls trip with her best friends, Paige and Lily, so she was eager to go anyway.

However, as she stood in the middle of the Paddock with coffee down her shirt and jeans, her views on the sport turned sour. The moment had transpired in seconds as she hurriedly walked down the street with her friends to get to their suite. She had heard a group of men laughing, one of the laughs standing out as more of a cackle, before her shoulder was crashing into another’s and hot liquid was seeping into her clothes.

“Shit!” The clothes clung to her, burning her body completely. Her eyes snapped up to be met with the chin of a man wearing orange, her gaze moving up to be met with dimples that were disappearing rapidly.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” His British accent bled into his voice as he frantically gave her a once over, assessing for damage.

She would have been more mad if she hadn’t found him so attractive. His tan skin and muscular body only lessened the fuel in her fire as she listened to his charming british accent.

“I can pay for the clothes.” He said once more, sounding as if he was trying to grab her attention.

Her eyes met his, “Um, no, it’s okay.” She pulled at the clothes, shifting uncomfortably under the still scalding temperature.

“Here, my teammate’s girlfriend probably has something you can change into. I can take you to her if that works?” He asked timidly, gesturing around like she was near.

Y/n tilted her head, “Your teammate?”

She really had no knowledge of the sport. She assumed each brand had one driver because, in her mind, why would they need more?

The man chuckled as her American accent dawned on him and he realized she had no clue who he was, “Yeah, you can bring your friends if you want?” He tried once more, looking behind her.

The girl glanced over her shoulder, her friends’ mouths gaping open as they quickly nodded their heads for them to go with him, “Okay, that works.”

—

Lily held up a pair of blue jeans and a black bodycon shirt with a smile, “Try these on?”

Y/n smiled timidly, her friends were seemingly freaking out over the people in the room, but she didn’t understand why, “Thank you.”

Thankfully, the clothes fit her well, hugging her waist and doing wonders for the curves of her body. Stepping out of the bathroom and back into the room, she found Paige, Lily, and Teammate’s Lily as well as the man she had come to know, Lando.

“Better?” He asked as he walked up to her with an apologetic smile.

She returned it, “Yeah, a lot.”

They continued looking at each other for a few moments before Paige was clearing her throat and the two were separating. As the three girls grouped together, moving out of the room and toward the exit, Lando’s loud voice flooded their ear drums.

“Y/n! Wait!” His accent yelled as he ran over to them. Catching his breath with his phone in hand, he looked at Y/n with a toothy grin, “Let me take you out to dinner as an apology?”

The two girls beside her gasped as she nodded and put her number in his phone.

–

They say home is where the heart is, but that’s not where mine lives. Ya know I love a London boy, I enjoy walking Camden Market in the afternoon. He likes my American smile, like a child when our eyes meet, darling, I fancy you.

If you had told the y/h/c haired girl that day on the Paddock that the man who had spilled caffeine on her was successful and talented Lando Norris, driver for Mclaren, she would have laughed in your face. After multiple dates together and Lando feeling guilty at her still clueless self, he informed her of his rather rare occupation. She had been taken aback, not seeing him as some famous celebrity who had girls falling at his feet. He was so down to Earth and nice, even when she knew, she didn’t believe it.

It was around 5 months into the relationship when he asked her to come visit him on his vacation to London, telling her he wanted to show her around his hometown. Over the phone, she had asked him if this was his way of asking her to meet his family and she could hear the shy smile in his voice as he said, “What would you say if I said ‘yes’?”

With a smile on her face, she had excitedly told him to tell her when and she’d be there. Bags in hand at 4 AM, she had said goodbye to her best friends and assured them she would call every night over the next 2 weeks to fill them in on her “whirlwind romance with a celeb”. Their words, not hers.

To say she was giddy when her eyes met him from across Heathrow was an understatement. The way his glasses, baseball cap, and face mask failed to hide his smiling face and ecstatic demeanor warmed her heart. Instead of running over to him like she knew the both of them wanted, she walked cooly in his direction, not wanting to draw any attention to him and the relationship they were trying to keep under wraps. Upon reaching him, his arms wrapped around her middle, his face burying in her neck and inhaling the scent he had missed so much, as the two whispered words of longing and love in the other’s ear.

When he pulled back and his eyes landed on her smile, he tilted his head and gazed at the feature on her face he had grown to adore so much.

“Lando,” She giggled as her eyes clocked the way he lingered on her beam. His name on her lips forced him to move his eyes up, meeting hers and sparkling as they took the quiet moment for themselves.

Shining with adoration and yearning, his eyes said way more than he let on, “I missed you, my love.”

—

Took me back to Highgate, met all of his best mates, so I guess all the rumors are true. Ya know I love a London boy, boy, I fancy you.

“What if they don’t like me? Don’t Europeans, like, hate Americans?” Y/n asked as she clutched onto Lando’s arm, sticking to his side as they grew closer to the restaurant.

He laughed from beside her, but quieted down when he saw the genuine concern on her face. Stopping and taking her face in his hands, he pecked her lips, “Baby, they will love you. Trust me. Just because you’re American doesn’t mean they’ll think you’re annoying before they even meet you.”

Sighing and shrugging off his hold in frustration, she began walking toward their destination, “Do you guys really think people from America are annoying?”

He jogged to catch up with her before taking her hand in his and kissing the knuckles of it, “A lot of them are not as pleasant as you.”

Stepping into the pub, Y/n inched closer to his side, suddenly being hit with double her original amount of nerves. Thankfully, Lando’s arm slid around her shoulders as he steered her toward the back of the establishment. A booth filled with whispering 20-something adults came into view before Lando was pulling her to stand in front of everyone, on full display, something he liked and she didn’t.

“Guys, this is Y/n, my girlfriend.” He smiled as his voice grabbed the attention of what Y/n could only determine were his best friends.

A chorus of “Nice to meet you!” and “We’ve heard so much about you” graced the couple’s ears. Lando ushered for her to scooch into the empty seats saved just for them.

Once settled, the questions began.

Max was the first to jump in, wanting to get to know the girl his best friend hadn’t shut up about for the past few months, “So, are you in uni?”

Her face scrunched up in confusion, “Uni?”

Lando chuckled from beside her and in his best American accent said, “College, baby.”

She laughed at her own stupidity, “Oh, yeah. I forgot you guys call it uni.”

Max shook his head with a smile, “No problem.”

“But, anyway, yes, I am in college.” She smiled and nodded as Lando’s friends hung onto her every word, something he was sure would happen.

“Oh, cool, what are you studying?” Ria entered the conversation, leaning over the table to greet the, now, only other girl in the group.

“Psychology. I want to become a therapist.” Y/n’s face lit up at the mention of her passion and Lando gazed upon her like she had just told him he would be World Champion next year.

The table’s eyes bulged, “Don’t you have to go through a lot of schooling for that?” Maz inquired.

“Yeah! But, it’s okay. I’ve always liked learning.” She smiled back.

Max’s jaw dropped as he laughed and let out a breath, “How are you putting up with his stupid ass then?”

The group, including Y/n and Lando, threw their heads back in laughter as Lando tried to act annoyed, “Mate, don’t scare her away just yet.”

She put her hand on his bicep and rubbed softly, “Lan, if I was scared, I would have been gone already.”

He kissed her cheek quickly with blushing cheeks as Ria, Aarav, and Niran observed a lovesick Lando. Leaning over Aarav spoke to both Ria and Niran, “Why does he look happy?”

Niran giggled as Ria rolled her eyes, “Because he’s in love, dumbass.”

From across the table, Y/n tried to partake in a conversation between Lando, Max, and Steve, but the moment Ria’s comment met Y/n’s ears, she was done for.

Looking at the man who was crowding her space to hear his friends better, she wondered if he did, in fact, love her the way she loved him.

—

Show me a gray sky, a rainy cab ride, “Babes, don’t threaten me with a good time”. They say home is where the heart is, but God, I love the English.

Throwing themselves into the cab, Lando and Y/n breathed out a sigh of relief. Glancing out the window and being met with the aggressive downpour that was overwhelming London, Y/n listened to her boyfriend rattle off his address to the driver.

Sitting back, he let his head fall on the seat behind him as it lulled to the side, capturing his girlfriend’s unexplainable beauty.

He smiled before tugging on her hand, making her turn her attention away from the water droplets and to the man who was as soaked, if not more, then she was, “How long do you think it will take us to get back?”

He glanced outside, “The traffic’s really bad…” He trailed off as he wondered, “Probably around 20 minutes?”

“Mmm,” She leaned into his side, not at all caring for the way his drenched clothes stuck to her own.

His head fell on top of hers as they breathed together for a moment. His mind wandered to that morning and how he had been woken up by Max calling him.

–

Lando had shut off the ringer the second it blared loudly and thankfully, he hadn’t disturbed your sleeping form as he got out of the warm, soft cocoon to answer.

“Hello? Why are you calling me so early?” His groggy voice greeted his best friend on the other end of the line as he shut the door to the bedroom and walked out to the kitchen.

Max laughed, “Mate! It’s literally 12 PM. What were you up to last night?” His suggestive tone had Lando’s mind flashing back to the rather intimate activities that had taken place hours before.

“None of your business,” He bit out, “What do you need?”

“No need to get so hostile on me.” Max said innocently, “Just wanted to ask you if you’ve told Y/n you love her yet?”

Lando choked out a breath before clearing his throat, “I’m sorry- what?”

“Have you guys said that yet?” Max repeated, not understanding why his friend sounded so confused.

While he wanted to deny his love for her, Lando knew he couldn’t, he never could, “No.”

“Well, you should tell her.” Max stated firmly.

Lando’s voice fell quiet, “But, what if she isn’t there yet?”

Max loudly laughed, “Oh, man! It’s crazy how you bagged someone intelligent.” Lando cringed as Max continued, “She clearly feels the same way.”

Lando’s heart soared, “You think?”

HIs best friend sighed, “Yes, I do. So does Ria, and Niran, and Steve, and Aarav. It’s really obvious, dude.”

Lando’s smile hurt, “Oh, I didn’t know that.”

Max chuckled, “I know. That’s why I called you.”

—

His brain thought over the possibility of telling her about his growing feelings as he felt her weight against his side in the back of the dirty cab. It was almost as if she heard his thoughts as she moved her head off his shoulder to stare up at him, silently begging him to say it.

Whether it was in his head or not, he fulfilled the wish he was convinced she was pleading with him to make reality, “I love you.” He whispered.

Their faces inches apart, Lando watched as Y/n’s face gleamed and her smile grew, “I love you too.”

He breathed out a sigh of relief when she moved to kiss him. His hands in her hair and no regard for the driver in front of them, he kissed her like he was crazily, stupidly, and wholly in love with her.

Because he was.

—

Just wanna be with you, wanna be with you, wanna be with you. You know I love a London boy, I enjoy walking’ SoHo, drinking in the afternoon. He likes my American smile, like a child when our eyes meet, darling, I fancy you. Took me back to Highgate, met all of his best mates, so I guess all the rumors are true.

“Darling, are you ready?” Lando’s voice flooded through his apartment.

As he rounded the corner of the hallway, she was popping out of the bedroom clad in jeans and a sweater, prepared for the crisp and cold London air. Catching his gaze, she jokingly twirled around as she muttered, “This good to meet your family?”

Closing the space between them and wrapping his arms around her waist, he kissed her forehead, “Perfect. You look perfect, baby.”

With crimson red cheeks, the two of them left his building and made their way to his parent’s house minutes away.

“For some reason, I’m not as nervous to meet them as I was to meet your friends.” Her eyebrows contorted as they walked down the sidewalk.

“Maybe that’s because I’m their son and you love me. Ya know, the whole ‘Apple doesn’t fall far from the tre-’” He was interrupted by two giggling girls stopping to stand directly in front of them.

One of them gently shoved her phone in between them, “Can we take a picture?”

Y/n watched as Lando’s eyes softened before he was grabbing her phone and lightly turning her way to ask her to take it. Shaking her head with a smile, she grabbed it and positioned them in the frame, “Okay, 1…2…3,” She mumbled before taking multiple and handing it back to the girls that couldn’t be over 16, “I took a couple.”

Nodding, the other one’s eyes drifted between Lando and Y/n before cocking her head to the side.

“Wait, were those dating rumors true? Is this your girlfriend?” Her eyes grew wide in realization as Lando blushed and pulled Y/n into him.

Glancing down at her y/e/c eyes, he nodded, “Yeah, this is her.”

Gasping, the fans excitedly told the two how pretty they thought Y/n was before thanking each of them and running off.

Resuming their steps, Y/n giggled, “They had a crush on you. It was so cute.”

He laughed from beside her before kissing her temple, “Maybe, but I have a crush on you.”

—

“Okay, I take it back. I’m going to throw up.” Y/n’s face paled as Lando’s fist rapped against the wooden door.

“You said the same thing with my friends, baby, and they loved you. I’m telling you it will be the same with my family.” He tried to calm and reassure.

Thankfully, there was no room for disagreeing because his mom was opening the door and smiling widely at her son and his infamous new girlfriend.

“Lando!” She exclaimed before throwing her arms around her child.

“Hi, mum,” He laughed as he squeezed her tightly. Moving away and turning her head, Cisca beamed.

“Oh, you are so gorgeous! Tell me my son is treating you right?” She laughed before sending Y/n the sweetest smile the girl had ever received.

“Oh, he is, Mrs. Norris. Don’t worry.” Y/n assured as the woman pulled her into a hug as well.

“It’s Cisca to you.” Y/n could hear the warming smile in her voice before she was being led inside.

Walking into the house, Y/n’s noticed the immediate warmth that surrounded every furniture piece and person. It was a bit of a shocker and adjustment when she found out just how close Lando was to his family. Growing up, she hadn’t had that with her family as her parents didn’t have a good relationship and were constantly fighting while her siblings tried to calm both adults. It was traumatic, to put it simply, and after Lando had picked up on her confusion when he said he was going to meet his mom for lunch earlier in their relationship, he made a mental note to ask her about it later. When he did, she had had no choice, but to tell him her childhood, or lack thereof. He was quite surprised when he found out his bubbly, sweet girlfriend had come from such a toxic, violent household, but he didn’t voice that as he comforted her and apologized for something that wasn’t even his fault. Long story short, even though she had come to understand his relationship with his family, it was still a bit weird to her how much love there was to go around.

Coming up beside her, Lando’s hand rested on the bottom of her back as he whispered in her ear, “How are you doing?”

He could only assume how saddening this could be for her after countless words spoken with her over how angry she had been as a teenager at her parents for not providing with some sort of normal home life.

However, she just smiled up at him, laying a kiss on his cheek before whispering back, “I’ll be okay.”

He nodded and before he could lean in to meet her lips with his, Flo was appearing before them.

She beamed at the couple, “Hi! You must be Y/n. I’m Flo, Lando’s sister. He talks about you all the time.”

Her comforting tone gave Y/n the confidence to respond with, “Oh? I hope all good things?”

Lando chuckled as his hand squeezed her hip as his sister exposed him completely, “Oh, very good things. I’m serious, he actually never shuts up about you. I would be annoyed with him if he wasn’t so clearly happy.”

Y/n sent a smile to Lando’s sister before turning her head to gaze up at her boyfriend, realizing how much of a home she had found within him.

Soon enough, the rest of Lando’s siblings joined their sister, conversing with his American girlfriend like they had known her their whole life.

“So, you’re studying psychology to become a therapist, I hear?” Oliver inquired as Lando began to nod his head, a proud boyfriend.

She nodded along with him, “Yes, I’m graduating college this year and then I’ll move onto grad school to get my masters.”

Flo’s eyes widened, “Wow, do you know where you’re going?”

Lando blurted it out before Y/n could, he just couldn’t help how much he wanted to brag about her intelligence, “She’s going to Yale!”

All three siblings’ jaws fell open as Y/n laughed at her boyfriend’s eagerness, “Yale. I’m going to Yale. Thanks, babe.”

He smiled sheepishly down at her as he muttered a sorry to which she shook her head, not mad at all.

The conversation took off from there, continuing on while all of them sat at the dinner table, only then did the parents join in. Everyone was enthralled by Y/n, captured by her charm and smile, falling victim to all the same things Lando had. He wanted to take a picture, at that moment, as he gazed upon the girl who was very quickly earning the title of “Love of my Life” and how she clicked perfectly with everyone else he loved immensely.

As the night went on, leading into the darkness of midnight, Lando found himself in his old backyard, alone, as he watched Y/n in a very committed conversation with his sisters about Taylor Swift.

He wasn’t aware how long Oliver had sat next to him, only being aware of his presence when his brother said, “I think she’s it.”

Shaking his head, he frowned at his brother, “What?”

Oliver smiled down at his younger brother, remembering his own lovestruck days, “I think she’s it. I think you’ve found the one, Lando.”

To say he was blushing would have been an understatement, Lando was blood red in the cheeks, the neck, the ears, everywhere. His smile spoke volumes to his brother as he took a moment before responding, “I think so too.”

“How’d you two meet again?” Oliver had heard the story once, on the day it happened, but never again after that.

Once again, Lando’s smile hurt, “We met on the paddock at Silverstone. She was with her friends and we were both distracted, so we ran into each other and I literally spilled my coffee down her entire front. Thankfully, she was really sweet about it which didn’t help the fact that I was already in love with her. But, anyways, I remember I got to look at her first. She was looking down at her clothes while I was just staring at her. I seriously think I have never been that gobsmacked by someone’s beauty before. I almost couldn’t speak when she actually made eye contact with me. I offered to pay for her clothes, but then I realized that that would mean I wouldn’t have a chance to talk to her again, so I told her Lily would have something extra. I actually had no clue if Lily had extra clothes, I really didn’t expect her to because who the hell brings extra clothes to an event? But, I knew it would give me at least 20 more minutes with her, so I ran with it. Fortunately, Lily did have extra clothes, something I was incredibly confused by, and when Y/n was finished changing, she walked out without my number. I had been so nervous to ask her, but Lily yelled at me the second the door closed to get off my ass and go get a date with her, so I did. Thank God, I did, man.”

Oliver hung on to his brother’s every word, observing the twinkle in Lando’s eyes when the three girls across the yard would laugh at something Y/n had said. Even if he had never met Y/n, Oliver was sure he would’ve gotten the memo on how in love Lando was with her just by how highly, how affectionately he talked about her. I mean, it was actually partially true. Going into the dinner, everyone in the family was aware of how love drunk Lando was with this girl he had been dating. From the moment he had called them, detailing how he had just met this girl who had absolutely stolen his attention, the family had made bets on the fact this relationship would last a lifetime.

Even now, as he watched Lando wander over to his girlfriend like a lost puppy, Oliver was sure it would.

—

Just wanna be with you, wanna be with you. I fancy you, fancy you, oh.

“Baby! Guess what 5 years ago today was!” Lando’s voice yelled throughout their flat in Monaco as he wandered aimlessly, trying to find his fiancé.

He found Y/n in the kitchen, looking at him with furrowed eyebrows as her hip rested against the countertop, “What?”

Pulling her into his arms and showing her his phone, he smiled, “You met my parents, love. 5 years ago today.”

She laughed as she looked at the screen, only to find a picture of her, asleep in Lando’s car at time with the caption, ‘slumped after meeting the fam’

“God, that’s a really horrendous picture of me.” She replied as Lando immediately tugged on the hem of her shirt with a scowl, “What? No, it’s not! You always look so cute when you’re asleep.”

She over exaggerated a nod before he pinched her side, her yelping in response.

“Isn’t it good I think you’re cute when you’re asleep?” He smiled cheekily, “I mean, we are getting married,” His fingers toyed with the ring on her finger, “so, I’ll be waking up to you like that every day for the rest of our lives.”

She smiled as he kissed her, breathing her in, “When you put it that way, it’s not too bad.”

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[lemonrin-i]

Mwah!!

Pairing: Jade Leech X Reader

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Summary: Jade never had his first kiss, so of course as the more experienced partner, you had to take up the mantle and make the first move-- despite how intimidating Jade Leech was

@catboiie16 @dibbledoodle dedicate this piece to you babygurls

Jade was always an intimidating guy with his towering height and sharp moray teeth, it was a wonder how he even got with you in the first place.

Or the fact that he never had a lover until you.

One could argue intimidation and attraction are two sides of the same coin. While Jade was scary, he was also very VERY attractive, it was almost impossible to imagine no one trying to court him. A male mantis who do anything to woo his female counterpart even if it meant his head being decapitated but you digress.

So here he was, Jade. In a seiza sitting position with his hands politely placed in his lap as he stared at you, waiting. You were to the opposite of him but you were trying your best not to make eye contact with him out of embarrassment.

All these times where you were wondering why Jade never tried to kiss you-- All those time lying in your bed wondering if Jade liked you or was just toying with you and it turns out he just didn't know how to kiss.

"Alright" You got on your knees, holding onto Jade's shoulder to leverage yourself to his height. You looked at him with a determined look

"I'm gonna kiss you" You announced.

"Please do" Jade said in return with his usual customer service smile.

You analyzed his face, his dimples, his nose, his lips and then his eyes. His hypnotizing beautiful eyes, those eyes that were filled with adoration-- It was too much for you.

"M-Most people close their eyes before getting kissed" You said, quickly looking away. You really really wanted to kiss Jade but you also really really wanted to hide under the covers.

"Ah, I see" Jade said nonchalantly and when you returned your gaze, you saw that he did in fact closed his eyes. You let out a deep breath.

You can do this, you can do this. . .

You leaned in slowly, cusping your hands around his face; though you told Jade to close his eyes, you didn't close yours-- you couldn't, how could you?

And then you finally did it, you kissed Jade Leech.

It was a light peck on the lips, soft. But it didn't stop the fact you have fireworks setting off in your head. You were freaking out, you were like a whistling tea kettle about to burst but you had to remain calm, you couldn't let Jade know that this effected you too much

"Hmm" Jade let out a curious hum, finally opening his eyes. His gloved hand reaching to his lips"It wasn't what I quite expected from the land movies I've watched"

And just like that you deflated like a balloon "W-Was it not up to your expectations?"

"No"

You were gonna cry.

"It was even better" Jade immediately added, you then realized he wasn't actually touching his lips.

He was actually trying to hide his blush

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twstプラス #jade leech #jade leech x reader #fluff #🍋citrus_writes

[alexiswritergirl]

What he finds most attractive about you

Prompt: Headcanons on what the bllk boys find most attractive about you.

A/N: Some of these characters could be OOC, so keep that in mind.

Featuring: Rin, Sae, Isagi, Bachira, Reo, and Niko

Rin

What does he find most attractive about you? Your voice.

It took a bit for Rin to warm up to you fully, but when he did, he started to notice how calming your voice is to him. For him, it’s like an angel singing him a lullaby, his favorite music to listen to. If you are insecure about how you sound, don’t be because he genuinely finds comfort in the sound of your voice. It’s the fact that hearing you lets him know that you’re there with *him*. He listens intently to you every time you talk, paying close attention to the pitch of your voice and letting it calm down all of his nerves. When you talk about something that excites you, he will slightly smile and wonder how high your voice would go. If you were to have a bad day, he would know right away just by the tone of your voice no matter how hard you try to hide it. When he’s the one having a bad day, he always finds himself looking for you for comfort and letting you comb your fingers through his hair, while consoling him. He feels as if you are the only person in the whole world who understands him and won’t judge him (and leave to Spain 🙄). If you can sing, that is a HUUUGE bonus for him. He would be pretty down bad for you and will shyly ask you to sing to him. He knows he can be a lot to handle, so he’s appreciative of you for being there. Even though Rin doesn’t always outwardly express how much he appreciates you, he definitely shows it through his actions. 

“Being around you is different…God, I don’t know how to put this into words, but all I know is that I want to be close to you forever.”

Sae

What does he find most attractive about you? Your sense of humor.

He freaking adores your sense of humor. This guy has the personality of a broccoli, so you being the funny person you are really switches up his usual routine. He always makes sure you’re around to make everything feel so lively; he feels like a “normal person” with you, it’s as if he forgets he’s a celebrity. When he’s abroad for a game, he misses you a lot and wonders what shenanigans you’re up to. He especially thinks about you A LOT during boring interviews, wondering what bizarre thing you would say to turn it into something fun. He makes it a top priority to call you when he has free time—this is like a way for him to unwind and just giggle the night away after a game or other important matters. He will sometimes purposely be mean to you in a playful manner just to get a reaction from you. He often chuckles to himself reminiscing the times when you said something stupid that randomly popped into his head. Some of his teammates wonder if they’re in some sort of alternate universe. Like…Sae Itoshi is laughing? No must be hearing things. Except Shidou though, he will tease Sae to no end.

“Life never gets boring when I’m with you. Feels like I’ve known you for years, lifetimes even. You better stay close to me because I’m not letting you go, got that?”

Isagi

What does he find most attractive about you? Your smile and laughter.

He finds it very attractive every time you laugh and flash that bright smile. It makes him feel very special and reassured knowing how happy you are around him. If you’re insecure to laugh or smile, he will look at you as if you are crazy and shower you with compliments until the end of time. He doesn’t fully understand why you would be insecure because for him he gets all fuzzy and warm inside when he sees you cheerful. Even though he tells an unfunny joke, he can always count on you to fill in the awkward silence. Your laughter is like a soft melody to his ears that will never bore him, and that smile just makes all the negativity leave his entire body—it’s like a reminder of how much he is cared for. AND OH MY GOSH if you have dimples, he will be so down bad for you. He will do everything in his power to just make you smile. If you’re insecure about your dimples, he would be so confused as to why. He will kiss them very often just so you can feel good about them, along with his sweet compliments of how cute they look.

“You must be some sort of magician because every time I see you, everything else just disappears. Hey! I’m trying to flirt with you, don’t laugh! Or do… Damn, you're too cute…”

Bachira

What does he find most attractive about you? You dancing carefree.

Bachira gets all excited and energetic every time you dance. It’s the way you freely move like there’s no one else around and how you dance so effortlessly as you sway your hips and wave your arms everywhere. And your face is so relaxed while doing so. Bachira could watch you all day and be absolutely mesmerized by you as if you hypnotized him, even though he much prefers to be dancing with you. He has Just Dance downloaded and will have you play it with him to see who’s a better dancer. He also has an entire playlist of songs he remembers that you love so he can see you get all giddy. I can see Bachira practicing kpop dances to impress you if you’re a fan of kpop. He likes to call himself your “personal idol”. His favorite thing is to have you close to him so that he can hold you and gaze into your eyes while he sweet talks to you. 

“Y/N! Just learned a new dance move! Impressed right? As your personal idol, I have to have these kinds of moves down, I gotta keep up with you, yknow? How else will I dance with my Galway Girl?” 

(Yes it is an ed sheeren reference)

Reo

What does he find most attractive about you? Your nose.

Reo is the very observant type, so it didn’t take long for him to notice the way your nose would perk up every time you smile or scrunch up when you get excited or disgusted by something. He thinks it's a very cute charm you have and reminds you every time by giving you a little peck on the nose. Not only that but he will also “boop” your nose or rub his on yours occasionally. He feels incredibly special since he is hopefully one of the few to notice this. Will definitely gatekeep this in case others also want to boop your nose because those boops are only reserved for him! He will talk about it all to Nagi though.

“Y/N! Come here! Closerrrrr. Scooch on closer! Boop! There she is. You’re like a sweet little bunny, my bunny.”

Niko

What does he find most attractive about you? Your eyes.

At first, he did not think much about you or your eyes until you both became friends and later on realized how pretty your eyes are. Canonically, he believes you can read someone’s personality if you look into their eyes. And what he reads in your eyes is how caring and genuine you are. You sometimes catch his gaze linger a little bit longer than usual, so you tend to snap him out of his thoughts. Most of the time he does it without even realizing it, which results in him feeling embarrassed afterwards. When you’re at his place, he’ll turn on the TV to watch an anime in hopes of just focusing on the show and not creep you out with his constant staring. That is until his eyes wander onto yours once again. Sometimes if he’s feeling good, he’ll secretly push his bangs up a bit so he can get a clearer look at you. If you both have been together for a while though, he won’t cover his eyes around you and will only be reserved for you. On dates, there will be times when you both just hold onto each other's hands and stare into one another’s eyes. When you’re both going to bed, he’ll lightly kiss your eyelids shut before you both sleep. He believes it’ll help you have good dreams at night.

“Maybe it’s the way your eyes hold so many mysteries that makes me feel this way. Or perhaps it is curiosity? I don’t know…It’s like trying to study the universe, so many things to discover.”

#blue lock #isagi x reader #rin x reader #sae x reader #Bachira x reader #Reo x reader #Niko x reader #bllk x reader #bllk fic #blue lock fluff #My first fic. I think this turned out better than i initially thought so woop woop

[tiredfox64]

Can you write about a female reader that is being bullied by other clan members because she's not considered pretty and doesn't have a nice body and tease her the Smoke would never have feelings for her, so the reader becomes depressed and volunteers to go on a dangerous mission thinking she won't come back only for Tomas to step in and go with her so he can be closer to her?

Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder

Prior notes: I’ve been taking some fat naps. It’s not important but y’all know now

Pairing: Tomas x Afab reader

Warnings ‼️: That foundation was 45 dollars put your head up!

Why are they so mean to you? What could you have done to deserve their ire?

You thought the Shirai Ryu would be a more accepting and safe environment. It’s not the clan itself, it’s the people in it. A mix of different people with different personalities. Yet they treat you like an outsider. A freak even. Especially the women.

They saw how you would look at Tomas. Such love and affection in your eyes when you got a glimpse of him. He’s so nice and caring while also being incredibly skilled and strong. How could you not fall for that face? Or even that voice. Hearing his voice made you feel warm every time. When you heard his cute chuckle it made you feel good about whatever you said.

Those nasty girls put you down the moment they realized you liked Tomas. First it was your face. Somehow they would see acne scars that, according to them, made you look messed up. They weren’t even that bad, barely noticeable. But after that you noticed them much more. Freckles, moles, dimples, no matter the unique feature on your face they would say it looked unnatural and ask ‘who were you trying to fool’.

Their comments about your body were the worst. It fluctuated between people. Some said you look like you were starving yourself. Some said you look like you were eating for the whole clan. They treated body hair as if it were unnatural as well. There was nothing to be happy about when it came to a happy trail according to them. And stretch marks? Apparently nobody has those. Not on their chest, their stomach, or their thighs. What a lie. A bunch of lying, hypocritical bitches.

What hurt the most was when they told you that Tomas would never like you. That all those conversations where you two would laugh were all smoke and mirrors. He was only doing it to keep the peace and not seem like the bad guy for rejecting the loser of the clan. He would only find them attractive because they were better. Better looking, better skilled, better overall. You are just the background character getting in the way of what was supposed to happen. The background character doesn’t get with the hot guy.

You were hurt, you won’t deny that. You always thought you were beautiful no matter what. But they all made you think you were ugly, a beast. You didn’t actually have a chance with Tomas. You were just bothering him this whole time.

So you pulled away from him, avoiding any sort of contact with him. You even tried your best not to be seen by him. That depression hit hard for you. You felt so alone and isolated from everyone else. There was no other home to go back to. You’re stuck in this hell hole. A hell hole where you won’t find love and you will be shamed for anything and everything about you.

There is only one way to leave and that’s to take the dangerous mission. The mission that no one wants to take because they fear they will never return. That’s what you want. If you’re going to leave you rather leave by the way of death. Death by choice, leave with honor.

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You were wrong. Everybody was wrong. No one had the right to assume Tomas’ feelings and desires.

He was disappointed that he wasn’t seeing you much anymore. It felt you just got up and disappeared. He couldn’t even get a glimpse of you anywhere. Not even during training or walking around the temple. When he would ask other clan members some would agree that they haven’t seen you either or some said they just saw you but only for a moment. He got really suspicious when those same girls who were bullying you would wave the topic away as if there were other important matters at hand. Tomas wouldn’t give them the time of day. He would walk off with a pout, sad that he hasn’t heard your sweet voice in so long. Maybe Kuai Liang would know.

When Tomas asked his brother whatever happened to you he told him that nothing happened to you, you’re just preparing for a big mission. Of course he asked what kind of mission. Kuai Liang hesitated, knowing his answer would enrage Tomas. He admitted he was sending you on a high risk mission. A mission that involves you getting close to the Lin Kuei. He was right to think Tomas would explode because he did.

“How could you send her out there?! Do you know how dangerous that is? She could get killed!” Tomas protested.

“She volunteered, I did not force her hand. She was the only one willing to do this.”

Kuai Liang believed you were doing this out of braveness and commitment. You hid your true intentions well. He was clueless to the situation between you and Tomas and how you have been avoiding him. Tomas could sense the bs however. This was not like you. Not that you weren’t brave but who in their right mind would willingly go into something like this on their own. That’s a suicide mission at that point. Tomas couldn’t and wouldn’t let you do that!

“Then I will go with her as well! We can’t send her out there on her own.” He volunteered to go with you.

Kuai Liang was very hesitant. Even just letting you go was a hard choice for him to make. But they needed the info on the Lin Kuei. He will admit it was a wrong choice but it might not be bad if Tomas goes with you as well. He nodded before speaking.

“Go get ready now. She will be leaving soon.”

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You had all your equipment ready. Your weapons were sharpened and your mind set on something. Try your best to complete the mission. And if things fail and you are on death’s door, accept it. Either way you will leave or come back with honor. You took a deep breath and with a big step you-

“You’re not going by yourself.” You heard Tomas’ voice.

He grabbed onto your hand to prevent you from going. He pulled you back so you were right next to him. You were shocked to see him here. You didn’t understand why he was stopping you. He looked like he was preparing for a mission too. Before you could ask what he was doing he spoke up again.

“Why would you think it was a good idea to go alone? I know you’re brave but this is way too risky to do by yourself. You should have asked me to come,” he sighed before looking forward, “Well, we are already prepared. We should get a move on.”

This was shocking to you. Not only did Tomas willingly find you but now he was holding onto your hand. He held it tight like he was worried you would run off and leave his side.

He was. You were running away from him all this time he can’t let you go. He’s been wanting to talk to you for so long. Get close to you and find some sort of excuse to touch you. But you’ve not just been avoiding him, but everyone in general, like they were the plague. He doesn’t even care if he gets an explanation he just wants to talk to you again.

“You look very pretty today. I mean you look pretty every day but I thought you should know you look pretty, heh.” Tomas struggled a little but he hoped you got the point.

You didn’t, not because you were ignorant or missing signs you just didn’t believe him. Those girls really messed with your head and made you think everything he says to you is a lie. He sounded convincing yet your mind just wouldn’t accept it. You were afraid of being hurt even more. If you did die you don’t want to die with anymore of a broken heart.

Tomas’ heart aches when he didn’t get a response from you. You even turned your head away from him. He almost thought he was bothering you. He would have let your hand go but he was more afraid of losing you than bothering you. So he kept holding on and trying to talk to you.

“Did you sharpen your weapons? You do it so good. I might need you to sharpen my karambit if you don’t mind.”

Still nothing from you. You were hurting more than you were before. You wanted to talk but your mind was at war with your heart. You held your tears in but they threatened to burst out of you.

Tomas saw right through you. He saw that you are struggling but with what he doesn’t know. You’re more reclusive. Even your clothes spoke that. You looked like you were trying to hide your body more and even your face. You never wore a mask before. Why were you hiding all that beauty from him?

“I’ve missed talking to you. It was nice to have a break in my day where I could talk to someone about anything other than the clan. I’m sorry if I did something to scare you away. I don’t like doing that to people I care about.” He spoke softly to you as if to make you understand how much he cares.

You couldn’t. You just couldn’t.

Your heart was hurting and so was his. He just wants to be close with you again. If this is all he can get for now so be it. He wishes it was more, much more than this. You wished you could believe him again. See him as a man who could love you. You wished you could look at yourself and love who you are. You do and you hate that you let those pricks alter your belief.

In moments of weakness like this it gives others the perfect opportunity to strike. And that they did. As your two were having this mission to gain more info on the Lin Kuei, they too had orders to gain more info on the Shirai Ryu. There were more of them and they ambushed you both.

Tomas let go of your hand and took out his karambit to defend you both. This was a shock to your system and you took too long to get your kunai out. You defended yourself to the best of your abilities. Kicking and striking whenever you could. It wasn’t enough and they knocked you down. In that moment you realized that you didn’t want to die. You couldn’t tell if you didn’t want to die in an ambush or didn’t want to die in general. You were horrified and your eyes expressed that greatly to the assassins. You put your arms up to defend yourself one more time.

All you heard after was Tomas yelling ‘no’ before seeing a bunch of smoke burst in front of you. A bunch of slashing and grunts could be heard but you couldn’t see anything. When the smoke cleared all you saw was Tomas standing in front of you with all the assassins dead on the ground. There was about ten of them and he took them down in seconds. He helped you up before holding your face to check for any injuries.

“Oh god, are you hurt? Did they injure you in any way. Are you okay?” He asked as he pulled your mask down so you could breathe better.

He asked if you were okay. You knew he meant physically but you needed to hear it mentally. Those tears that have been building up this whole time slipped out slowly. He realized that there was more to this than he had imagined. He brought you into a tight hug as one of his hands went into your hair and the other rubbed your back. He whispered to you that it will all be okay and that he doesn’t want you being alone in this.

You missed him so much. You missed his touch even if it was minimal before. You can’t stand being away from him again. It doesn’t matter what those girls say you have as much right to be with him as anyone else does. No matter what you actually are you know you love him. You don’t want to die anymore. It won’t help your soul. He doesn’t want you dying either. He missed you. He needs you. You’re so special to him not even for your beauty but your personality. He would never want a girl who would drive someone to their death. That’s dishonorable and cruel.

“Come on, let’s go back. I don’t want you getting hurt anymore.” He whispered as he took your hands again.

Before you could protest by saying the mission won’t be fulfilled an opportunity opened. There was one Lin Kuei assassin left alive. Tomas was about to end his life before he begged for mercy. He said he will tell them everything but just let him live. Looks like you two didn’t have to go far for this solution.

Tomas dragged the assassin back while keeping you close. When you two returned Tomas gave the captured assassin over to Kuai Liang. He was surprised but was happy that no one got hurt in the end. And seeing that the person was willing to talk that means the mission was accomplished. He thanks you both and told you both to rest up.

Never once did Tomas let go of your hand. He wanted you close and safe even if you guys were back in the temple. Even if you don’t tell him immediately what was wrong before he was glad that some progress was made. You were looking at him again with that softness he loves.

“Let’s get you comfortable, alright? Then after that we could talk just like we used to.” He said as he walked you to your room.

You nodded and for once in a while you smiled again. You felt that warmth in your body. Whatever those girls said before was a lie. You can see that for yourself. Everything they said was a lie.

The truth is that you love Tomas and he loves you. There is nothing fake about this. And there will never be even if those jealous idiots try to say otherwise.

You are beautiful and loved. Don’t forget that.

After notes: 🍊…🦊 WHY IS MY BOLD AND BRASH PAINTING ON THE FLOOR? WHO WAS BOUNCING OFF THESE WALLS? ARE YOU EATING MY WORK AGAIN? I think I’ve manifested foxes in my town. They don’t come here and they shouldn’t. Next thing ya know the deers and vultures will come back. I don’t want to square up with a hawk again…I never did that. Adiós!

#mortal kombat #mk1 #mortal kombat 1 #mortal kombat1 #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat x you #mk x reader #mk x you #mk fanfic #mk1 smoke #smoke x reader #smoke x you #tomas vrbada smoke #smoke mk #mk smoke #tomas x you #tomas vrbada x you #tomas vrbada x reader #tomas x reader #tomas vrbada #angst with a happy ending #angst

[helpimstuckposting]

I couldn’t get my earlier post out of my head, and then this happened so… I hope you enjoy a little famous!Eddie and dingus!Steve ficlet (ft platonic soulmate Stobin)

Part one | part two | part three

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Steve and Robin had lived in Indy all of their lives. They shared the same schools, same teachers, same jobs, it would never end. They were platonic soulmates in a way they understood but couldn’t explain to anyone else, and that was okay. It worked for them.

Since they graduated, they’d been ice cream scoopers, movie rental employees, pizza makers, delivery drivers, movie theater security, bartenders, and now - surprisingly - musicians.

They had originally started messing around with song covers during their bartending era. Every Thursday was karaoke night, and they were both too competitive to see it as anything other than a chance to win, both trying to upstage the other. After a while, Steve started writing songs in his free time and Robin wouldn’t let anyone but her sing them. She posted their songs on Tiktok and Instagram just to see what would happen, and eventually they made their way onto Spotify and other streaming services.

A few of their songs went viral enough that they had a steady stream of listeners, and spent their free time putting more and more songs together. Their boss even let them play live at the bar on Wednesdays (and of course they’re still just as passionate about karaoke night).

It was a few months into their Wednesday shows when he showed up. Eddie Munson. It was just another bar in Indy, just a stop on their tour, just a coincidence that he happened to choose Robin and Steve’s bar. Steve noticed him during their set, and he was so glad in that moment that Robin was the lead singer because he was absolutely sure his voice would have cracked. Corroded Coffin was one of Dustin’s favorite bands, the kid wouldn’t shut up about them any time a new album or single was released.

Steve knew they were in Indy on tour, he’d witnessed Dustin’s spiral about not being able to afford a ticket, but he couldn’t believe they stopped in this bar. Dustin was gonna freak.

Once Robin and Steve finished their set, they went back to the bar to resume their actual jobs and Steve was once again stunned when Eddie Munson walked right up to him for a drink. Obviously Steve should have expected that, what else was someone going to do at a bar? But seeing someone he knows from the multiple posters plastered over Dustin’s bedroom wall, right in front of him - in the flesh, was beyond anything he could have predicted. Internally, he was absolutely freaking out.

Externally, he tried to keep his professional mask on. Munson was a regular customer, just a guy buying a drink, Steve could handle it without a meltdown. But man was the guy attractive. His band tee was ripped at the hem, jean vest with all its pins and buttons catching the light, and Steve could see the tendon in his neck pull as he laughed at something his band mate next to him said. Steve wanted to bite it.

He finished a customer’s drink, collected their card, and braced himself as Munson stepped up to the bar, a dimpled smile on his face that made Steve’s heart flutter like a dying butterfly in his chest.

“Nice set, man, your friend’s voice is gorgeous,” he said. “Can I get three rum and cokes?”

Grabbing three glasses from the bar, Steve began on the drinks. “Absolutely,” he said, his smile probably nowhere near Eddie’s level. “Are you here often, or just visiting?” Steve asked, attempting to play it cool, like Eddie was just any other person. This is ridiculous, Steve’s gonna throw up. Keep calm.

Eddie looked him up and down and smirked, “Just visiting for the weekend,” he said. A growing lump in Steve’s throat made him want to scream ‘I know!!! I know why you’re here!!! I know who you are!!! Hi!!!’ but he shoved that down as far as it could go, ready to choke on it if need be.

Steve set the finished drinks on the bar in front of Eddie, the musician handing over his card in exchange. “Open or closed?” He asked.

“Open. So, are those songs originals?” Eddie leaned into the bar, putting his face just a bit closer to Steve’s. He was gonna have a heart attack before the night was over, for sure, if Eddie kept this up.

“Oh, yeah, I uh… I wrote them,” Steve stuttered out. This was insane, he could pinch himself, there was no way this situation was happening. Eddie was gorgeous, dimples firmly in place because he wouldn’t stop smiling or smirking, his curls just begging for Steve to bury his hands in them and bring their faces closer. If Steve hadn’t been on the receiving end of hundreds of Dustin’s rants about Corroded Coffin, he knows he’d still want to drag Eddie out back and see what those lips tasted like, if they felt as much like sunshine as they looked.

Eddie nodded appreciatively and looked Steve up and down once again. “I’d love to hear more some time,” he said as he turned to leave, three glasses balanced in his hands.

“Well there’s karaoke here tomorrow night,” Steve blurted out, all attempts at remaining calm flying out the window because was that Eddie flirting with him? How did we get here? “You could stop by if you’ve got any free time.”

Eddie laughed, amusement flickering in his eyes and suddenly Steve remembered chasing fireflies in Robin’s backyard when they were kids. He started walking backwards towards his friends, “I’ll see what I can do!” he said with a raised voice, flashing one more smile that made that butterfly in Steve’s chest absolutely flip out. He was frozen in place, the shock of the whole situation settling deep in his bones. Honestly, Steve wasn’t sure he was still alive. Did he choke somewhere between the stage and the bar? Did he even make it to work in the first place? What day was it?

“Earth to Dingus!” Robin shouted at the other end of the bar. “A little help here?” she frantically gestured around her to the rising number of patrons.

A pretty decently sized mob was forming around the bar, snapping Steve out of his rock-star-induced-coma. He could freak out later in the privacy of his own home, right now he had work to do. And if his brain short circuited every time Eddie ordered drinks, that was nobody’s business but his own (and Robin’s).

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Thank you so much for the encouragement !

#these dingi have somehow snapped me out of my writers block #help I can’t stop thinking about them #I’ve never successfully flirted with a bartender but I’m sure rock stars have a different score sheet #steve harington #eddie munson #steddie #famous eddie munson #platonic soulmates stobin #stobin #steddie ficlet #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #robin buckley #helpimstuckwriting

[hyhkai]

txt as book boyfriends

a/n ; my opinions, casual writing, and not proofread, some spoilers of the books maybe?

Yeonjun — Alex Volkov [Twisted Series]

"alex, that piece costs $40,000"

"really? shit. i thought it was expensive."

yeonjun as Alex Volkov is because of the way Alex talks, the way he'd always had this surpressed feeling for his friends sister, the way Alex had that very mysterious aura about him halfway through the book towards everyone about his life, and ESPECIALLY the chapters of the movie night and where he had booked a hotel room just so he could take her there and fuck her after the swimming pool scene really has me on a chokehold because it's so yeonjun coded... yeonjun is the type to teach you something you have a fear of and then turn it into sex of your life if you can interpret that into your imagination.

while that is one spectrum of this character, the other being from the photoshoot scene, where he's posing and talking about his life that changed her perception of him. as I've mentioned before, the way Alex talks and the way he is is just so amusing and it's altogether a very yeonjun aura.

Soobin — Aaron Warner [Shatter me series]

"I want you to make a list of things you want and I want my heart to be on it."

Aaron has one quality i associate with bf!soobin and that is — care. they care about their girls dearly. soobin and Aaron are so similar in my vision — especially with soobins blonde era, dimples, and how aaron had this underlying obsession for Ella, makes me just think of soobin. and ofcourse his iconic line,, "lift your hips for me, love." is so soobin coded. Aaron would never bring her down, even if it was going to sabotage his own impression on others, he'd always be for her. soobin is just like that.

also soobin & warner are also the epitome of gentleman who are absolute freaks in bed and are so silent and know how to give it to you lmao.

Beomgyu — Levi Ward [Love on the brain]

"she's my soulmate. if I hurt, she hurts."

Levi was very public about his love for bee in the book, even before from where the plot starts. beomgyu is so like that, he'd never deny his affection and his urge to always be lurking around with you like he's your damn dog.

Taehyun — Ravi [A good girl's guide to murder]

"we're a team, remember? no one's taking you away from me, not even you."

do i even need to explain? Ravi is smart, flirty and attractive. with his comic attitude, he's still clever and witty. a friend I'd call when in trouble and then hopelessly fall in love with. understanding, and affectionate in general. everything I like in a man, and is the only one that came to mind for taehyun. he's bold and knows what he's doing and also has his soft side.

Hueningkai — zade meadows [Haunting Adeline]

"will you be my last meal, baby?"

LET ME EXPLAIN. hueningkai just is.. like that. outside, he's quiet and nobody will ever look at him and go "he's obsessed with a girl.". but, he's exactly that. his black hair era just reminds me of meadows and how hueningkai WOULD fuck you in the house of Mirrors after the carnival closed (that's a scene i swear). and I am indeed only talking about the romance plot of the series of course.

luring into your house and suggesting a game of hide and seek, you hid in the storage room and he'd laugh, saying "if I catch you, i fuck you." and then finding you immediately.

and you'd be so annoyed by his dire need of you, getting on your needs, taking his belt off and wrapping it around your own neck and handing him the lose end of it as he just grinned at the pathetic sight — how lovely.

#txt soft hours #txt fluff #txt drabbles #txt thoughts #taehyun soft thoughts #yeonjun soft hours #beomgyu soft hours #hueningkai hard hours #hueningkai soft hours #soobin soft hours #yeonjun hard thoughts #taehyun soft hours #txt x reader #txt smut

[astayinwonderland]

Silk and Fire - Chapter 1

Read more about the series and find updates here (;

pairing: namjoon x f.reader x jungkook

guest starring: jin, yoongi, hoseok

genre: romance | drama | smut +18 MDNI

summary: it's your best friend's engagement party and you agree to meet everyone at the venue. however, you end up running late and in danger. fortunately, someone's there to offer a helping hand... or hands.

status: ongoing

warnings: mentions of anxiety

wc: 1.7k words

a/n: this is pure ✨fiction✨

do not copy or translate

“Babe, you’ll look amazing no matter what you wear,” Namjoon puts his book down to look at you. “I love that dress on you,” he smiles, dimples showing. 

“You’ve said the same thing about the last six outfits I’ve tried on,” you laugh. 

“I am just being honest”. 

Namjoon leaves his comfy reading chair and walks over to your figure. You stand in front of the mirror and stand on your tippy toes mimicking how you would look in heels. Strong arms hug you from behind, and he buries his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent. Namjoon has been quite busy with work lately and in moments like this he wishes he could whisk you away and take you somewhere secluded, nice, romantic, where only the two of you existed. But alas, this wasn’t that day. 

In a couple of hours, you two would be at your best friend’s engagement party, who would have thought she would be the marrying kind after all? Everyone would be there, including the one friend you have never met in person. You are quite excited to meet him finally, he has been travelling around the world for the past year, and in your eight months of dating Namjoon, all the group of friends can talk about is how much they miss their group of 7. 

“You smell so good, you always do,” Namjoon whispers and plants a kiss on your soft skin. 

You run your fingers through his hair in an attempt to make time go still, but your eyes catch the clock by your nightstand and you jump. 

“Fuck, Joon! Look at the time. I have to go to the salon, the dry cleaners, go get my shoes…” 

Namjoon laughs at the way you rush around your shared house, he asked you to move in while you celebrated your 7th month together. The question came abruptly out of his mouth, but it felt right. He knew you were very special from the moment he laid eyes on you. Your looks are breathtaking for sure, but Namjoon felt an intense attraction to you because of your energy and intellect. You are sharp and smart, in a very different way than he is, and that makes him head over heels for you. 

“Alright, alright… Sure you don’t want me to pick you up and get there together?” 

“The salon is right across the venue, I’ll walk there once I’m done. Don’t worry, love,” you smile at him. 

You should have listened to your boyfriend. You should have. Honestly, at least if he were here, you would not feel this stress. It is 7:30 p.m., and you should already be at the venue calming your best friend’s nerves. You are the maid of honour after all. But things went south from the moment the dry cleaners didn’t have your dress ready and you were far behind with your hair. 

“Please just do whatever… the easiest thing. Anything! I really need to go,” you beg at the stylist, and even though she does try, your anxiety isn’t going anywhere. 

By the time you finish, it’s 8:02 p.m. Your bestie sends you text after text. 

Where the fuck are you? 

Are you close? 

Hello!???? 

I’m freaking out please, are you ok? 

You feel too guilty and anxious to give a full explanation so you just text her one sentence. 

I’ll be there in 5. 

You quickly make your way out of the salon and cross the street. The night is a bit cold and windy, your cheeks hurt a little from the cool air brushing against your face. You run in your heels praying you don’t twist your ankle. As you try to look for your lipstick in your clutch, you find yourself already a few steps away from the hotel door. The revolving door activates as you step in but it stops, leaving a small space open between the glass and the entrance. 

“Fuck!” you bang on the door to try and move it, but nothing happens. 

A muffled voice comes from the outside. You turn around to find a cheeky smile, lip piercing, and big doe eyes looking right into yours. 

“What?” your voice is louder than usual since you can’t hear him properly. 

His face now comes closer to the reduced space between the glass and the entrance. 

“You need to step back.” 

You try to move but it seems pointless and your anxiety peaks when it dawns on you that you may be trapped here for a long time. Your breath is heavy and your palms start to sweat. Hell, your vision is blurry. The man watches you lose it in a matter of seconds, and he would be damned if he didn’t do something about it. Somehow, his large frame squeezed through the little space left, catching you before you fell to your knees. 

“Darling, if you are going to get on your knees for me it better not be like this.” 

You try to focus your eyes on the man that helps you stand. Your face leaning against his crisp white shirt, makeup transferring a little bit onto it. 

“Are you okay?” 

And now you get a closer look. His long dark hair falls graciously on his forehead and temples, the rest of it framing his beautiful face. It is a mystery how he squeezed in with those broad shoulders and big arms. Those same arms holding you in place. 

“Breathe,” he gives you a warm smile.

So you breathe and try to pull yourself together, but his hands reach your waist and pull you against him. A gasp leaves your lips. 

“See?” he points at a tiny red dot near the door. “That’s a sensor, if you stand up too close you might get stuck. You just need to move a little bit–” and he pulls you even closer to him, his hips slightly gracing your body. “--back,” and that does the trick. 

Finally the door moves. Just as hotel employees are coming to your rescue. 

“It’s okay, I'm fine!” you yell running to the elevator. 

The man calmly walks after you and watches you desperately run. 

“Thank you!” you yell. 

Elegance. Poise. Charm. Love. 

You find yourself in a small but beautiful space where ivory and gold decorate the room and the chandeliers shimmered light delicately down to the guests. You spot your best friend and her fiancé across the room. Luckily your little meltdown didn’t completely ruin your hair, so you make your way in saying your polite ‘hellos’ and hoping she doesn’t kill you for being this late. 

“You look beautiful,” you hug her. 

“What the fuck happened?” you can see worry in her eyes. 

“The question is, what didn’t happen? Everything went wrong today, I’ll tell you later.” 

“She was about to call the police and put together a search party in order to find you.” 

You look at the man who your best friend decided to marry. Min Yoongi is no ordinary man. He is respectable, admirable, handsome, and the most important thing, he is husband material and perfect for Camille. He loves her dearly, erasing past traumas and filling her with acceptance and reassurance. You couldn’t be happier for them. 

“I was not going to call the police, Yoongi,” she rolls her eyes. 

“Yes she was,” he gives her the fondest of smiles and kisses her temple. His PDA is rare, but when it happens it is from the heart and that makes you long for the perfect man for you. 

“Where is he?” you say scanning the room, and then your eyes meet his. “Please excuse me for a minute…” 

Namjoon smiles as he sees you. Black shirt neatly tucked into his gray pants. His black hair parted to the side. He makes his way to you and you to him, meeting him in a tight embrace that seems to cure all your anxiety. 

“I’m glad you’re finally here,” he gives you a peck on the lips. “Missed you,” 

“And I missed you too!” even though you don’t see him you know it’s Hoseok behind you. You give him a tight hug. To be honest you missed hanging with Namjoon’s friends as well. They bring a certain spark to all gatherings that is hard to match. 

Namjoon gives you a quizzical look. 

“The dry cleaners didn’t have the dress ready on time, then my hair appointment was delayed an hour and a half, and on top of everything I got stuck in the stupid revolving doors,” 

“No way…” and the most boisterous laugh you’ve ever heard in your life comes from one of the most handsome faces you’ve seen in your life. 

“It did happen, Jin,” 

“If it was going to happen to someone it had to happen to you,” he sweetly kissed both of your cheeks. 

“Have you seen Jungkook yet?” Hoseok asks, elegantly holding a champagne flute. 

“Oh is he here yet?” you ask intrigued, excited even. 

“You know he likes a big entrance,” Jin adds. 

Namjoon then offers to get you a drink which you accept. You stay with Jin and Hoseok making casual conversation, but you spot your saviour in the small crowd. What is ‘revolving door guy’ doing here? You excuse yourself and make your way to him, saying hello to Camille’s family as you cross the room. His doe eyes open wide and his lips curve in a smile. 

“You are here,” he says. 

“Yes. Why are you here? Are you following me or something?” you whisper, confused. 

“Maybe I am,” he smirks and takes a sip of his neat whiskey. 

“I’m okay, no need to check on me,” you do your best to smile and reassure him you are doing just fine.  “Thank you, again.” 

“Okay… I won’t check on you, but I will check you out,” and there’s that cheeky smile again.

Shock. 

“Excuse me?” 

“There you are!” Namjoon hands you a glass of white wine and puts his hand around your waist. “Ah! I see you finally met each other.” 

Your eyes go from your man to ‘revolving door guy’ and back to your man. 

“Babe, this is Jeon Jungkook.”

#kpop smut #kpop fanfic #kpop series #bts fanfic #bts smut #bts scenarios #jungkook imagines #jungkook scenarios #jungkook smut #namjoon smut #namjoon imagine #namjoon scenarios #bts x reader #namjoon x reader #jungkook x reader #bts imagines #bts series #astayinwonderland

[lookismfanfics]

Idk if your requests are open but if so honestly I'm dying for any sort of Sinu and/or Vasco content you'd be willing to give

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Notes: I might have slipped fem-coded or fem pronouns into this. Sorry! Self conscious themes. Also, it’s just a little drabble :,)

Sinu x Reader

Genre: Fluff

“I don’t have dimples!” Sinu complains, poking the sides of his cheek roughly. He preens in the mirror for a bit, plucking at the side of his mouth with a frown. His hands brush stray strands of hair out of his eye every couple seconds.

You lounge on the sofa nearby, eyes glued to your phone. His grumbling rings in the back of your ears, and you shake your head.

“What’s that got to do with anything?” You ask. Sinu turns from the mirror, making a show of dramatically slouching towards you and flopping on the sofa. He pouts his lips and nuzzles into your stomach.

“Dimples are really in nowadays. Y’know… with those young kids and stuff-!” His voice is muffled in your shirt and tinted with some unfamiliar accent.

You resist rolling your eyes for the time being. Stroking his freshly-washed hair, you lean to press a kiss on his head. You sigh, “You kinda are a young kid, Sinu. You’re like— eighteen? Nineteen?”

He lets out a strangled groan and looks up at you. His dark eye sparkles. You catch sight of the goofy smile that spreads across his face. “Nah. I’m getting old.”

You roll your eyes and return your gaze to your phone. Sinu buries his face into your stomach once again. You stay that way for a while.

He scrolls on Newtube himself, eyes scouring the screen filled with attractive people. A diverse collection of strangers and videos wind up on his jumbled feed. That doesn’t matter though. He watches the things with the highest views. The videos everyone is fawning over. (He gets distracted by a couple cute dog videos which he sends to you. But anyway-)

Dimples. He sees a lot of them. The comments that flash on his screen ringing words of “he’s so hot” and “she’s gorgeous” only solidify his argument.

He should get dimples. Probably. You’re bound to love him.

Actually, Sinu isn’t self-conscious by default. He’s been told he’s good looking. He thanks the people showering him with compliments and winks. Ever since he lost his eye, though, he senses his handsomeness meter has depleted. He needs some redeeming trait. Something that calls attention away from his eye… just a little. Of course you’ve never even hinted that you find him imperfections unattractive. Sinu’s just… not the best at reading the room sometimes.

“That’s freaking expensive!” Sinu hollers, staring down at his phone in horror. A plastic surgery add flashes on the screen. Dimple surgery. He blinks in awe.

“What’s ‘freaking expensive’?” You ask, crawling onto the couch beside your boyfriend. Sinu hides his phone screen from you. He aggressively wraps his arm around your shoulders as a distraction. You don’t buy it.

“Ah… just stuff,” Sinu sighs. “I didn’t know you were here.”

His attempts to dance around the subject began to tire you out. You cupped his face and stroked your thumb across his cheeks. “C’mon Sinu. What is it?

He turns his phone screen towards you and flashes a sheepish grin. “Dimple surgery…?”

You stare at his screen for a while before signing. You lay down on his chest and wrap your arms under his. He places a hand against the small of your back.

“You know Sinu I don’t think you need it.”

You look up at him genuinely. His reply is only a soft smile. You close your eyes. The thought of Sinu changing at all is… bizarre— and anyways, you thought his smile was attractive enough on its own.

“You’ve never been trendy anyways…” you mumble.

Sinu laughs. “Cuz I’m a trendsetter.”

“Oh god…”

Needless to say… he didn’t really care for getting dimples anymore.

#sinu han #lookism #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #lookism spoilers #lookism x reader #big deal #Sinu x reader #Sinu han x reader #Lookism sinu x reader #Sinu x fem!reader #Sinu x male!reader #Sinu x gn reader #Lookismfanfics

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Their favorite place to kiss you

Yeonjun

-The crook of the neck

-He loves the fact that your smell is so prominent on your neck (sounds kinda creepy but, I digress), it’s just very comforting to him

-Will come up and backhug you while you’re cooking or doing the dishes and kiss all over your neck to try and distract you

-This is also 100% how he wakes you up most mornings

-He’ll push your hair back and trail small, sweet kisses up your neck

- “Goodmorning jagi” he’ll whisper once he’s kissed his way up to your ear

-He’s not really phased by kissing you around the other members but he feels like your lovey-dovey neck kisses are more of a romantic, private thing for when the two of you are alone

-As a compromise, he’ll give you itty bitty pecks on the lips 

-Or he’ll kiss the top of your head and discretely smell your hair 

-Again, it sounds kinda creepy but I just feel like he would find your personal scent incredibly attractive and comforting

-When he’s having a tough time all he wants to do is nuzzle into you and surround himself with your scent because it calms him down 

-This is also his go-to when you’re feeling frustrated or upset

-He’ll cup your neck/face and brush his fingers over your pulse points while placing a soft kiss on the top of your head or forehead

Soobin

-The top of your head cuz he tall

-He’ll do this a lot when you’re waiting in line anywhere

-One of his favorite things is to be back hugging you while waiting in a line and placing a soft kiss on the top of your head

-He doesn’t feel that it’s too much PDA-wise, finding it more innocent and chaste

-He doesn’t really do it for your smell like Jun but more so that it plays into his protective instincts, showing that he’s always there for you no matter what

-It says “I’m right here with you and I love you” 

-(not only to you but also to the people around you) 

-Sometimes when he kisses the top of your head you lean back/up to smile at him and place a tiny kiss on his jaw/the bottom of his chin

-If you’re looking to get him all shy and flustered this is a great option

-He’ll blush bright red and hide his face in your hair

-In my head, you also love to kiss his dimples because they’re so damn cute

-(who wouldn’t tbh)

-Then he would kiss your cheeks back ofc 

-He will always insist on kissing both of your cheeks 

- “So the other cheek doesn’t feel left out” 

Beomgyu

-Ear/neck

-Like, all the way up and down your jaw 

-Not in a sexual way but rather playful pecks

-But if he’s in the mood he can definitely make it more sexual 

-He gives zero fucks about PDA, plus he’s energetic af so most of the time he can’t help but touch/kiss/snuggle you, regardless of where you two are

-Literally, this boy is a sweet puppy dog who loves you so so much

-Even around the other members, he dgaf 

-They’ll always roll their eyes and tease the two of you, having gotten used to Gyu’s loving and spirited antics

- (TBH they also don’t care too much because they’re grateful that you are always there to keep a smile on Beomgyu’s face, even if they know he’s been in his head too much) 

-He also likes to kiss in random places too, always determined to find the weirdest spot

-Think eyebrow, chin, elbow, knee, calves, waist, etc. 

-Since the boy is hella romantic tho I can also see him loving the cute, cliche/romantic kisses like your shoulders or the back of the neck 

-These are generally reserved for when you’re in private tho

-If he’s tired or upset he’ll curl into you and place little pecks there

-If he’s the big spoon, he’ll place a gentle kiss at the base of your neck without fail

Taehyun

-Hands and wrists

-He just finds your hands and wrists so cute and small

-He loves that he can circle your wrist with one hand

-Your wrist is just one of those weird places that he perceives as very intimate because he can feel your pulse when he brushes across it with his thumb

-He just freaking loves your hands okay!

-If you’re are holding hands, he will often bring your hand up and kiss it

-But only if no one is looking because it makes him all soft and bashful 

-It seems really dramatic but like, I feel like he would get flustered trying to express his love for you verbally, so he uses physical affection instead

-Also, related but also unrelated? Pinky promises!

-You two will make pinky promises like, hook the pinky, kiss your thumb, press thumbs together

-He will NEVER do this in front of the other members tho because he knows that he’ll never hear the end of it and get flustered all over again

-Sometimes when one of you is leaving, he’ll circle your wrist and pull you back towards him before placing a gentle kiss on your palm or the back of your hand

-Immediately sending a warm shiver up your spine, especially if he’s looking into your eyes

-If he has to get up and leave before you he’ll always whisper your name just enough for you to half wake-up and grab onto his hand so he can press a kiss to it before he leaves

Hueningkai

-Forehead/temples

-He just thinks it’s really cute tbh

-Since he’s also hecking tall it just feels natural

-He’s used to being babied so when he gets to baby you it’s just so loving and fluffy 

-Okay…but…forehead -> nose -> lips 

-When he leaves for early schedules he whispers a sweet ‘I love you’ in your ear before pressing a kiss to your temple

-Since he’s very affectionate anyways, whenever he’s sitting with you he always tries to sneak in a little kiss on the forehead or temple

-He also loves to kiss the tip of your nose because you’ll scrunch it up which he thinks is one of the absolute cutest things on the planet because your nose is so cute and smol 

-Even though he’s affectionate, he gets a little shy when the two of you are with his hyungs because he knows that they’re going to tease him (and probably you too tbh)

-So even though he just wants to snuggle you and pepper kisses all over your face he holds back, feeling like a chaste forehead kiss is a good compromise 

-But when you’re alone I feel like he would be the kissiest human imaginable 

-He just finds the feeling of your warm skin against his lips very intimate and comfortable

-Plus, like Beomgyu, he’s almost always touching you in some way because that’s one of his favorite ways to show affection

-It says “Hello, I’m here and you’re here and I love you” 

#txt #tomorrow x together #txt fluff #tooth rotting fluff #choi yeonjun #choi soobin #choi beomgyu #kang taehyun #huening kai #txt yeonjun #txt soobin #txt beomgyu #txt taehyun #txt kai #txt huening kai #txt preferences #txt kisses #txt kiss

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

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Part two to Eddie x Reader (enemies who like to fuck story)

Summary: Eddie and you deal with sleeping together... By doing it again and again 😏

Warning:18+ minors dni. Enemies to... not quite enemies, jealous reader.

Don't copy reuse or repost my work.

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Hazy memories came back to you piece by piece, as you woke the next morning. Kissing Eddie, riding him, so many mind blowing orgasms that you lost count...

The first thing you see is the tattoo on Eddie's chest as you lift your head, Eddie was sleeping peacefully, blissfully unaware to the fact you were freaking out.

Oh my god, oh my god. You slept with Eddie, the man that wound you up like no other person could, the man who drove you crazy but was the best sex you had ever had.

Eddie yawns, blinks once, twice and then his eyes open turning wide as he notices you.

"Fucking hell" he sits up and runs his hand through his shaggy hair.

Yup, that about covers it.

"Fuck... did we?" he trails off and you nod, a blush creeps up his cheeks and his big brown eyes fill with lust as his gaze sweeps over your body.

"Yes! Which is bad" he smirks as you say this and stretches, laying back on your pillows.

"Really? I thought it was mind-blowing sweetheart" he teases.

You try to ignore that comment and the desire you feel for him, the ache to give into your want for him, consequences be damned.

The logical part of your brain screams at you that this is Eddie, Eddie who drives you crazy, last night should not have been as incredible as it was.

"That's not the point! The point is that we can't stand each other" You reply flustered and he responds with a shrug.

"Well we just agree it's a one time thing princess" he gets up and you feel arousal pool in your body, you have to resist the urge to pull him back into bed.

"Absolutely, just a one time thing. That's all that this was" You agree, everything would go back to normal...

Then your eyes find Eddie again and the attraction to him is to hard to ignore.

"Of course we already messed up several times since last night. What's one more?" you say to Eddie who grins, wicked thoughts no doubt forming in his head.

"Get in the shower now, he orders. Let's see how many times I can make you come" You don't have to be told twice.

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"Something feels weird" Dustin announces to the group. He can't quite put his finger on it but there's weirdness abound.

You try not to look at Eddie when Dustin is theorising. It wasn't just a one time thing between you and Eddie, no.

It had happened a lot more times since that faithful night, you tried to reason with yourself that it wasn't strange to be having the best sex of your life with Eddie.

Maybe there was something to enemies to lovers after all.

"Eerything is fine dude, will you sit down so we can watch the movie" Steve groans, he's already heard this from Dustin earlier.

Dustin didn't know how right he was but it was something you were keeping to yourselves. Everyone would just freak out if they knew what was happening with you and Eddie.

Heck you had no idea what was happening with you and Eddie. You were sleeping together, you both really liked it and that was all the two of you established.

He still annoyed you relentlessly, you still bickered but there was an entirely new part to your relationship.

Speaking of which Eddie joined you in the kitchen. Devilment in his eyes and those stupid dimples making your heart skip a beat.

"Princess, you look tense. You know I have a remedy for that" he leans in and whispers in your ear.

An intense burst of need washes over you and you want nothing more than to make an excuse and drag Eddie to yours for some time alone.

But you can't, Max was looking forward to watching Labrynth and if you and Eddie both snuck away, it would raise a hell of a lot of questions.

"Excuse me! Is that a hickey I spy on your neck? " Nancy teases you and that attracts Steve and Robin's attention.

"No" You narrow your eyes at Eddie who is munching on Doritos, a false innocent expression on his face.

"Who's the guy? Do we know him?" Steve immediately goes into Mother Hen protect mode and you're anxious to change the subject.

"Shouldn't we be watching the movie? " You avoid their curious stares and grab some popcorn. Eddie now has the biggest, grin on his face and you'd be mad, if he wasn't so damn cute.

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Tonight was not your night, you didn't want to come out in the first place. Only relenting because Steve wanted to check this place out.

The minute you saw the blonde walk up to Eddie and attempt to flirt with him, there was a burning feeling in your gut.

Now you were alone, drinking beer and watching Eddie with this blonde.

Eddie, knowing your eyes were on him decided to have some fun. He smiled at the blonde, laughed at her jokes and grew more excited as your expression became tight with annoyance.

The blonde- Rebecca, was pretty and sweet but annoyingly all his body craved was you.

Plus you were pretty cute when you were pouting. His eyes lock onto yours and he winks, raising his bottle of beer.

Furious you storm off and he follows, leaving Rebecca to chat with a new guy Paul who had taken her interest.

He finds you nursing a drink in a more private space and you ignore him when he comes near.

"Hey princess" you turn to him.

"Shouldn't you be with the blonde? " he shakes his head.

"Nah, not interested... Why? You jealous sweetheart?" your eyes flash, mouth forming into a tight line as you turn away from him.

"Do what you want Munson. It's not any of my business is it?" you walk away from him and he's stunned for a second, then he follows you.

"Sweetheart, wait!" very gently he tugs your hand as you head outside. You turn to him, eyes downcast and you're so quiet. He doesn't like it.

"I get jealous too" he admits softly and you look at him shocked.

"What? When?" he smiles and you both sit on the bench.

"When you were flirting with that dickhead Matt that time. I brought along my date Tara but all I could focus on was you. I couldn't take my eyes of you, you're a pain in my ass but... but you're all I think about"

Eddie is a little nervous when you don't talk for a minute, you look stunned.

"You were jealous? I thought you were just messing around?" he shakes his head and sighs.

"No, I wasn't"

The two of you lapse into silence, this is a new development. Eddie pretty much admitted you're all he thinks about and the way your heart reacted to that is confusing but really fucking nice.

"Come on. We're going back to yours, think it's time to teach you who you belong to Munson" Eddie can't stop the smile that spreads across his face.

However, he doesn't want to explore why this makes him so happy, if he looks too closely then he will just open up a can of worms.

It's just sex Eddie, you know that...

If that's true then why does he feel like this?

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[sweet-villain]

Take The Bite~ E.M 

Anonymous asked:

Hi hi ♡ me again sorry to bother I have another request Only whenever you have the time ♡ it’s the idea of Eddie at a party selling the goods and while women by Def Leppard is singing in the background he sees the reader dancing on a table with her friends and laughing and is instantly attracted to her and speaks to her after; so sorry if it sucks lol but thank you again and LOVE your writing♡

Author's Note : You're never a bother, sweetheart. Thank you so much for the love <3

You scrunched up your face as a guy ran past you to hurl in the bushes, two of your friends Nicole and Tammy hook their arms around you leading you to the way where the party was held. You turned your head to the right seeing two people making out and groping each other, you debating in coming but Tammy insisted that you had to come. She threw your cute flowy skirt and a matching top at your face. Nicole had fixed your hair up and they both dolled you up.

The door opened to who's ever house this was hearing the loud music and people dancing, drinking and goofing off.

" You look hot" Patrick says as you walk by him.

" Not enough for you to handle McKinney" he was about to say something but you had already walked away focusing on getting yourself a drink. Nicole followed you through the kitchen where there was a large punch bowl waiting for you. Nicole grabbed herself a cup and you grabbed one too, using the cup to dip it in bringing to your lips as it runs down your throat. It was strong and just what you needed.

Your eyes roam around the room spotting a mane of curls with his Dio vest and leather jacket as he made his way through the crowd carrying his lunch box. He must he selling. You knew Eddie from sharing a few classes together, he was loud, cute and his smile was to die for with his dimples.

You knew you never stood a chance with him, he never looked your way or talked to you. You weren't in the same crowd as him either, but you had a few people that knew who you were.

" You going to buy from the freak?" Tammy asked as she joined you two noticing how you were eyeing Eddie.

" No, I'm good" you tell her getting another drink from the punch bowl. If you were going to get through this party, you needed more than one drink.

Women! women! - Lots of pretty women  Men! men! - They can't live without them  Women! women! - Lots of pretty women  Men! men! - They can't live without them

Eddie was doing a deal with someone from school as he handed the bag of weed for $20, he took the crumbled money from the guy and stuffed and put it into his vest pocket. He had sold almost all the weed and the rest of the drugs in his lunch box.

His head rose just in time to hear your laughter and the way your hips were swinging to the music. He smirked as he eyed you on top of the table with drunk guys shouting at you, Tammy was by your side as he danced with you.

Eddie knew who you were from the classes the two of you shared. You two never talked before or shared a look but he felt your eyes on him. He heard you talk plenty of times, he heard you joke around with your friends, but when they were talking about him, he hears you shut them down. He notices you as you walk through the hallway with your friends. He looks away just in time to feel your eyes on him.

The looks between the two of you were innocent and simple.

You mouth the words to the song, this was one of your favorite songs so you had to make sure you were the center of attention. You had hoped you catch the eye of the certain metal head that was around.

And in the garden, lust began  The animal instinct, the wanton man  She fed him with a hunger, an appetite  And fillin' with emotion he took a bite 

" I need another drink" you whispered and yelled at Tammy, she shook he her head as you hopped down making your way to the kitchen. Eddie notices that you had vanished through the crowd and spots the back of your head as he follows you into the kitchen.

He had to talk to you before you slipped away. He stops and watches as you take another drink, slightly wobbly as you stand but he is surprised by the way you down your drink so fast. When you turned around, your eyes meet Eddie's as he sends you a smile.

" Hi Eddie" you waved to him. He brings his hand up and waves as he takes a step towards you.

" You having fun, princess?" he asks, holding his lunch box in front of him.

" Yeah, I see you made some money. Is it empty?" He shook his head and opens it as he shows you the content of it inside. You pout, " Awe, I'm sorry Eddie. If I had any cash on me, I'd let you have it."

" No need princess, I couldn't just take your money" You shrugged leaning your back against the counter as you eye him. His mane of curls looked so pretty and so soft. You wanted to run your fingers through it. His brown doe eyes shined underneath the lightening in the kitchen, his small smile lit on his face with his dimple showing, his ring clad hand shined underneath the light but your mind wondered what his hand would be like around your throat. You could smell his scent, weed, pine and cigarettes in one. But it worked for him and he smelled so good.

" What's on your mind?" he asks dropping his lunchbox next to you as he traps you in between the counter and his body. His breathe fanned over your face as he looked down at you.

" How pretty you look tonight" a hint of red paints his cheeks as he hears you tell him that. He isn't used to compliments as he looks away shyly. " Eddie, you're really pretty" a finger traces over his jaw causing him to shiver and he turns his head at your touch. Your finger begins to dance across his jaw and to his cheeks and across his soft lips and to his nose which you poke going back to his lips.

" Sweetheart, how many have you had tonight?" He motions to the cup that's in your hands as he takes it in his hands and putting it at the table behind him. He turns to look back at you seeing the pout on your lips. Oh how he wishes he could kiss it away.

" This much" you threw him your whole hand and waved it in front of him. He chuckles as he takes a hold of your hand in his, taking his lunch box and takes you through the house to the front door.

" Eddie" you whined, tugging on your hand causing him to stop in his tracks. He looks back at you seeing that pout again and those pleading eyes that he seems to adore now as he looks at you.

" I'm going to take you home, sweetheart" you stomped on your foot but let him lead you to his van. He opens the passenger side, bowing down " M'lady" he says. You stumble up to slide into the passenger seat. Eddie's breath hitches as his eyes lock onto the panties you have on, lacy white panties. He coughs as he adjusts his pants and closes the door.

He gets into the driver side and looks over to you, bringing the seat belt to buckle you up. He looks at the way your hair flowed down and the way it looked like it was so soft. He wanted to run his fingers through it. He looks at the way your glaze eyes shined as you looked out the window. He looks at the way your skin looks the softest as he peeks at your neck. He looks at the top you were wearing, your cleavage was begging for attention and he looked at the way your legs looked in the skirt you were wearing.

You looked hot but right now he wanted to make sure you got home safe. He started the van and began to drive off towards your house, he knows where you live. You lived right next to the Wheeler's.

He gripped the steering wheel and looks over to see your head dozed off with your eyes closed as you leaned against the window of his van. A small smile graze his face as he couldn't wait to call you the next morning and check in how you were doing.

He hoped that you'd answer his call and the two of you can be somewhat friends or if he isn't too chicken to ask you out. But would you say yes? He is scared of rejection but he wants to get to know you too. He settles on just calling you tomorrow and going from there.

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[indouloureux]

Hello!

I am so freaking in love with you writing, wording and everything. I can clearly imagine everything! Plus you make me fall in love with Joseph more and more (didn't thought that was even possible, bc love him with my entire soul, but you made it possible) so I thought maybe something with an café? (I am such a sucker for autumn, café's, books and everything surrounding that vibe)

Have a wonderful day!!!

I LOVE YOU baby

(imagine him in that one contentsman wearing the blue sweater *faints*)

the soft music in the echos around the wooden walls of the cafe, gentle and quiet with the lack of customers coming in. the brave wool of your cardigan embraces you from the chill temperature of the shop, your sleeves protecting you from the scathing heat of your coffee cup as you take a gentle sip,

joseph sits in front of you, a sweater of the same color — aegean wool that juxtaposes his favorite chain hanging from his neck. his slender fingers flip the thin pages of his designated book, rings glimmering ever so often when it hits the ray of light from the window beside you.

his head lifts when you take a hushed sip, a benign close-lipped smile on his face at the sight of your woolen sleeves slipping past your thumb as to not hurt yourself; traces the round of your glasses that takes up half your face and falls every minute down the bridge of your nose, and admires the way the lone strands of your ophidian curls graze your cheekbones.

to gather your attention, he lifts his foot off the ground and nudges your shin beneath the dark ligneous table. joseph beams at you benevolently, setting his book down in synchronization to your cup hitting the table.

"hi," he greets you like you weren't sitting in front of him for the past hour. the mop of hazel curls attract you first, watching every curvature that pokes on the skin of his forehead before you look directly onto his awaiting eyes — broad with deep depths knowledge and partiality to moments like these with you. "you enjoying your book love?"

"yeah," you place your elbows on the table, placing your head in your palm and squish your cheeks into your hands, smiling at him that he thinks is stupidly cute with your dimples deep with tranquility in the sequestered cafe.

joseph rests his forearms on the table, hands on top on each other with his chin resting on his hand, so he's looking up at you with a shy, cheeky smile. the sun-ray illuminates his face a bit brighter, rendering his eyes a soft doe brown that was too lovely.

" 'y look so pretty, darling," he compliments, removing a hand beneath him to tuck the lone strand of hair behind your ear, pinching your cheek slightly. "we should go here more often."

"it is lovely, isn't it?" joseph nods, and you take the hand from your face to kiss his gentle palm, rubbing your thumb in the creases inside. he admires closely every smiling wrinkle, every tiny pore, every glimmer in your eye and every exquisite aspect of you, and he wonders if he could fall in love more.

he sits up, taking the cardigan hanging on the back of the chair, still not letting go of your hand. "wanna take a walk, lovie? we can take your cup to go?"

and who were you to deny such intimate and peaceful moment with him in this chaotic world?

reblogs and feedback are appreciated <3

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For prompt ideas,, maybe a follow up to the comic where reigen pepper sprays yoshioka/dimple?

(Where dimple finally gets enough power to enter god form and they can smooch or something haha)

I think when Reigen first sees first form Dimple he's goes through a lot of reactions. Immediate is like 'WOW he's a big guy' (remembering hes a big boy from the english dub lmaooo) then intrigue, then interest, then finally coming around on it. Reigen doesn't think Dimple is attractive because of how he looks, but rather because he knows him. He's attractive because he's Dimple, so even if his full form was offputting- Reigen would still like it.

Dimple was super nervous to show it off, even if he played it up like he wasn't. So he's glad and also very surprised to see Reigen enjoying how he looks.

reigen did not consider the idea of being attracted to people way bigger than him before. because well. he has never met anyone 8ft fucking tall before. but dimples full form is absolutely an awakening. Reigen gets a little freaked out when Dimple picks him up and definitely wants his feet to stay on the ground, but he slowly comes around to being manhandled a liiiiittle bit.

here's some of them goofin around n lovin

now some... more nsft things... bc well the yoshioka comic was basically they wanted to bone but dimple is ghost so it was difficult. but now... well... ;)

i got real tired at the bottom

but basically i think they have an alright first time, maybe gotta take a break and talk things out bc they're both very nervous.

#op art #idk if i should tag... #suggestive

[fangirlingpuggle]

So... Weird Spicynoodles thought I send you because I have nobody to talk to. I love the angst that centers around "Red Son uses a glamour to hide his more bull like features and gets shy about it" But I'll do you one better (and sillier ?)

Consider: "Red Son uses a glamour to hide his more bull like features and ALSO to magically Photoshop himself to look just a tad more attractive while he's at it because hey, if he's already putting in the effort". He's not completly unrecognizable , but maybe his glamours face is just a bit more defined and his lips are more full and his cheeks aren't as chubby. It's really basically just like applying a filter to yourself on your phone.

Predictably , shenanigans happen, he looses his glamour just as he and MK are together for whatever reason and he's just as embarrassed ,if not more, about him not looking "perfect" anymore as he is about his other less human features being on display.

.... Meanwhile MK looks at him and is just absolutely SMITTEN and doesn't see a single thing about Red Son sans glamour that he doesn't absolutely adore. Why on earth would he hide that tooth gap? It's Adorable! His hair looks so good when it's a tad more curly like that. HOW IS HE SUPPOSED TO GO ON WITH HIS LIFE LIKE NORMAL WHEN HE NOW KNOWS THAT RED SONS TRUE FORM HAS *DIMPLES* ?!

...I LOVE THIS SO MUCH! YES! THIS IS AN AMAZING IDEA!!!!

Red gets so self-conscious and freaks out when he sees MK just staring at him and leaves.... MK is still standing there awestruck when Mei shows like an hour later.

Mei is worried at first.... until hours later when MK is still waxing poetic about how cute Red Son's form is and how pretty and .... well Mei is genuinely considering just knocking him out to get a moments peace.

The next time there in a fight Red is trying very hard to avoid eye contact and MK is just pouting because he really wants to see him without a glamour again

Mei:AGH THIS IS AWFUL SOMEONE MAKE IT END

SWK:Ha you kidding this is hilarious

Mei:...

Mei:...I don't think your in a place to talk

*SWK saw Macaque without his glamor with ears and scar on display and played into a wall...twice*

(Sorry couldn't help but add Shadowpeach)

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