#i am going be obnoxiously smug about this for all of time

[gorgonwrites]

wriothesley headcanons

NSFW below the cut! minors DNI. 18+

author's note: i'm BACK!!! and i am obsessed with a certain duke from genshin, good gawds. my best friend and i starting spitting ideas out about our fav genshin men, and i decided i wanna share these with you all. :) enjoy! <3

This man is covered in tattoos- he just tends to dress so they aren’t visible. He has a Cerberus piece that takes up his entire back, and he has lots of florals that cover his legs and arms and chest. That’s his secret little way of bringing some of the overworld down to him. 

Wriothesley is SUPER outdoorsy. He doesn’t make it a habit to spend a lot of time away from the Fortress of Meropide, but when he does go up to the overworld he’s most likely trying to soak up as much sunshine and fresh air as he can. 

He gets sunburned so easily, bless him. Even if he slathers sunscreen on, it's guaranteed he’ll come back to the Fortress burnt to a crisp. He never complains though. He took Sigewinne camping once, and his sunburn was so bad she was convinced he had sun poisoning when they got back home. 

He loves taking cheesy photos where he’s “holding” or “leaning on” landmarks, and is always super smug about the pictures if they turn out exactly like he wanted. 

Has a photic sneeze reflex. And on that note- the man’s sneezes are so fucking obnoxious. They echo throughout the Fortress when he sneezes in his office. He gets his feelings hurt if no one says ‘bless you’ though. 

To show love, Wriothesley gives physical touch and gifts. He loves seeing small things throughout his long days that remind him of his partner, and he wants them to know he’s thinking of them constantly. 

To receive love, he needs physical touch and words of affirmation. Trust is extremely hard for him, so having verbal reassurance is key to him relaxing and building trust with his partner. 

Is literally just a little baby. The man would melt into being cuddled after a long, hard day.

nsfw below<3

This man has a SERIOUS praise kink. He needs to know when he’s doing well and the reassurance drives him crazy. He’s also quick to give praise to his partners- the intimacy makes him melt. Will lose his mind if someone calls him a good boy. 

He also has a very mild degradation kink- he loves to tease his partners or slightly embarrass them. He can’t help that he’s fucking them stupid! 

T I T T Y MAN!!! 

Pierced nips because he likes the look of them. 

Obsessed with his partners riding his face. He just wants to be a tool for their pleasure, and in his opinion that's the perfect way to let them use him how they want.

He loves bondage, but more specifically, he loves shibari. He thinks it's beautiful, and the time spent tying his partners up in intricate positions feels incredibly intimate to him. 

He also has a bit of a sadistic streak- he loooooves predicament bondage too. 

Mild voyeur and exhibitionist kink, he’s a bit jealous at times though so he tends to lean more into exhibitionism. 

He LOVES edging. Giving and receiving- the delayed gratification of it all makes him feral. If he’s edging his partner, he wants to see tears and hear begging before he finally gives in and lets them come. If he’s on the receiving end, he tries to hold out as long as  humanly possible because he gets so lost in the pleasure. He’s usually crying out by the end, though. 

Generally, such a soft and tender lover. He’s very attentive and adapts well. He would most likely try anything at least once, and would say if he didn’t like something in particular. He expects the same from his partners. 

#wriothesley #genshin headcanons #wriothesley headcanons #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley smut #genshin smut #genshin imagines #i am delusional and that is ok friends #being delulu is the solulu

[soulaires]

hiii can I request for grumpy!reader x sunshine!kenji hcs plz I love that man so much 😩 and that trope is such a 🤌

also can I be 🪸anon?!?!?!

THAT’S MY BABY

pairings: grumpy!reader x sunshine!kenji kishimoto.

warnings: absolutely shitty pick up lines and horrible attempt at flirting. also sexual innuendos lol

summary: kenji and his intimidating gf

notes: I need this man so bad I’m not even joking. Also yes you can be my coral anon 🫶(you guys can claim any emoji you guys wishes) also kenji is orange while you are purple.

you absolutely hated kenji when you first met him.

he was obnoxiously loud, very annoying, doesn’t read the room, and sarcastic. way too sarcastic.

although his little sarcasm comments really can make you break a character

while you hated him at first sight, you absolutely caught his attention when you arrived at omega point.

he was stars truck that he mad it a goal to impress you, to notice him and maybe, maybe you can possibly like him back.

when in training, he’s really trying so hard to impress you

you noticed him once with a comment saying “nice work, kishimoto.” and he absolutely froze at that moment

he had it imprinted on his mind, treasure the moment on his heart, and blush at the moment every time he remembers it.

he actually like the way you played hard to get, or at least that were you doing instead of genuinely hating his ass

he says random pickup line at you.

and will always try to insert his flirty comments.

are you a map? ‘cause I just got lost in your eyes, princess.

hey, I think I have a low iron cause every time I get up too fast I always end up falling for you.

no pen, no paper…but you still draw my attention.

the sunflowers would mistake you for the sun, all turning to look at you.

hey, what’s the month date today again?

It’s may now. may I finally be yours?

hey, Princess. Do you know the word of the day?

the what???

word of the day. it’s ‘legs’ so, why don’t we go home and spread the word?

no pickup lines today?

nah, don’t have any pick up lines cause I’m not tryna be picked up I’m trynna be pinned down. he smirks

It’s stupid, really.

but sometimes you find yourself blushing and a small smile coming at your lips

and of course, it won’t get unnoticed by him. he always feel proud at himself and a smug smirk is displaying his face

and, you sometimes tease him by flirting back.

“hey, how’s my favorite girl doing?” Kenji said as he enters the gym.

“your favorite girl is doing okay. how about her favorite boy, hmm?” you replied, as your eyes are still focused on the lifts. With the lack of reply, you look at him and there he was, standing frozenly as his cheeks painted tomato red.

“that was smooth.” He finally said after a solid minutes.

“wanna see if my lips are too?” you replied with a smirk.

—

“Watch out, sweetheart. You kinda sound like you’re flirting when we argue.” Kenji suddenly said as you guys argue over something stupid, again. You only roll your eyes as a response that make him chuckle.

“Whoa, watch at that attitude, princess, yeah?” he said after he whistled.

“attitude isn’t the only reason my eyes roll back.” you countered with a smirk, staring directly at his eyes.

—

“relationship are 50/50, you are a catch, so am I.”

“yeah right, a relationship is 50/50 you give me your last name while I scream your first.”

“WOAHH!?”

when you finally smile at him openly he gets caught off guard like

wow??? you are so beautiful??

He still continues to win you over even when he already has!

he calls you sunshine ironically because you are actually just the grumpy black cat gf

I don’t need protection.

yeah, believe me she doesn’t .

he calls you sweetheart, princess, pretty girl, baby and ma’am

you who glares while kenji just grins

he loves the way you laughed at his stupid jokes

you are laughing. I told a joke and you are laughing. I LOVE YOU.

kenji who looks at you first when he makes sarcastic comments / jokes to see if you are laughing.

My girl not allowed to watch IT cause i'm the only clown she needs in her life

LOVES LOVES the way you glare at everyone but smiles only at him.

like he is your only exception make him wanna just marry you right there

gets jealous when you suddenly a lot less grumpy in warners presence

he scrutinizing the fuck out of him FOR REAL

he will never admit that he's jealous of warner for his pride and ego cus he know warner only doing it to get on too him

but he will pout and will sass you

he will play pranks on someone who flirt with you using his ability to be invisible

It really gets handy

anddd aaron warner is always the victim of it

I mean yes, Warner can sense him BUT not when someone is really keeping him distracted

EHEM juliette EHEM

can't keep his laugh whenever warner come out annoyed at him bc of the pranks

“Remind me again, what did you even like about kishimoto?” Warner asks while kenji just huffed.

you, who is reading a book blatantly says without looking up, “his personality.” you feel someone’s pair of eyes on you

Warner raised his eyebrows, surprised. “Really now?”

“Fuck you mean by that?” Kenji interpreted while warner look at him with disgust on his eyes.

“yeah, i was surprised too.” you replied which cause your boyfriend to gasp dramatically and warner who chuckled.

Kenji grabbed at his chest dramatically, “wow. Betrayed by my own girl?” You laughed at him while you gave him a kiss on his temple while Warner rolled his eyes and left. Kenji who still annoyed at warner ignored it while he sassyingly left.

he ignored you for a solid 1 hour and then he comes at you asking for cuddles

he peppered some kisses on your face and calls it "skincare"

he puts flowers onto your hair

you always dig holes into someone just by glaring, and he'd bend down gently and lean over to whisper, “why don't we like them?”

he follows you like a puppy

whenever you stand up to go somewhere HE FOLLOWS.

WHENEVER YOU GO HE GO.

he worships the ground you walk on

he sees you a gift from God

he loves to be babied by you

but will never admit it

at the end, he is your sunshine to your cloudy mood.

#reader insert #rie answers 🦦 #shatter me series #shatter me #riewrites 🫀 #kenji kishimoto x reader #kenji kishimoto x you #kenji kishimoto #grumpy x sunshine #grumpy gf x sunshine bf #black cat gf x golden retriever bf #black cat gf #golden retriever bf #I love this song #PLS LISTEN TO IT

[sl-vega]

✧It's a Date Then✧

Pairing: Itoshi Rin x Reader

Genre: fluff

Synopsis: Just Rin trying to ask his crush out last minute

The moment the bell rang, Rin sprang from his desk, grabbed his backpack, and burst into a sprint.

Fifteen minutes. He needed to leave for the game in fifteen minutes. That meant he had exactly fifteen minutes—well, more like ten, since he still needed to get his stuff from his locker—to find you, and ask you to the Spring Formal.

Of course I had to leave this for the last minute, he groaned silently, rushing through the hallway. The Spring Formal was tomorrow night. And he’d had so many chances to ask you. The assembly earlier this week where the two of you ended up sitting next to each other (and where your hands brushed his!). That time he saw you at a home game. All of those moments where he stole glances at you in the lunchroom or passed by you in the halls.

But each and every time, he could never seem to tell you

Rin wasn’t dense. He knew what people thought of him. He knew that he was always being compared to his oh-so-perfect older brother.

You, though… everyone adored you.

Not in the way where you were hot enough to get away with being obnoxious or some shit. People liked you because you were nice, kind, and selfless. You took his breath away sometimes. He thought you were incredible.

What am I even doing? He thought. There were probably loads of guys lining up to ask you out. Plus he didn’t even like dances, so what reason would you have to choose him?

He considered backing out, as he slowed himself down. If you said no, it would’ve been a waste of time trying to track you down. No, he told himself. He wasn’t quitting now. So what if you said no? He had the game to distract him later.

But God, if you said yes he thought. He’d finally have a chance with you. All those times where he's caught himself staring at you, all those times where he’d be grinning like an idiot when he thought about your smile… Maybe something could actually come from all that.

Rin picked up the pace again as he ran to your classroom, hoping that maybe you stayed back to help with cleanup, knowing you, you probably did. 

When he ran into the classroom, he didn’t see you, rather, he saw someone else.

“Hey Rin, looking for someone?”

Of course Isagi of all people had to be in here. But for you, he could resist wanting to wipe that smug-ass look off his face for now.

Of course Isagi knew what Rin thought of you, it was pretty easy to notice his ever-stoic teammate blushing and tripping over his words around you.

Snapping him out of his thoughts, Isagi said “She’s outside, she asked me if I knew where you’d be, she’s waiting for you by the bus.”

Rin was silent for a second, considering how to react.

“Thanks…”

“What was that?~”

“Shut up.”

Rin dashed out of the door rushing outside. When he got to the parking lot, he saw you. You were clearly looking for someone. At some point you stopped pacing around, you looked dejected, it was clear the person you were looking for wasn’t in there. He saw you turn around and when the two of you made eye contact, your face lit up. 

God you were so cute. He could’ve sworn his heart almost gave up on him.

“Hey Rin!” 

You smiled at him, beaming.

It was now or never

“H-hey” Fuck, of course he stuttered

“There’s something I want to ask you” the two of you said at the same time.

Rin turned bright red, and you giggled.

“You first,” you said with a chuckle.

He breathed in and out. God I probably look really pathetic right now he thought.

“So the Spring Formal is tomorrow, and I was wondering if you’d want to go with me?” he sped up the last bit, he felt his voice getting higher as he asked you the question.

You smiled. 

“Of course I’ll go with you Rin.”

He had to resist pumping his fist then and there, he already made a total fool of himself.

“So it’s a date then?” you asked.

“Totally” Rin responded, trying to sound casual. He heard your phone buzz. 

“Sorry I need to get going” you said as you looked down at your phone. Rin could’ve sworn he heard some disappointment in your voice. It gave him a small bit of hope that you felt the same way.

Before you turned around to leave, you gently pecked his cheek. “Good luck with your game by the way.” you said, with your face slightly flushed. You waved goodbye as you walked away.

It took him a second to register what happened. Then, it hit him. First of all, his crush agreed to go to the dance with him, second of all you kissed him. 

A date huh?

#itoshi rin x reader #itoshi rin #blue lock #bllk x reader #bllk x y/n #rin itoshi x you #isagi yoichi #fluff #fanfic #fanfiction

[vsvillain]

✩ anything for you — m.sk

pairing. sakura (le sserafim) x fem reader

summary. sakura has always been good at hiding her feelings, meaning you have absolutely no idea that she's been pathetically in love with you since high school, and she intends for it to stay that way. but it's getting harder and harder to hide how she feels, especially since you started living in her house.

info. non idol au, best friends to lovers, businesswoman sakura, down bad pining, like 1 random mention of yunjin at the end 👍 overall disgusting fluff ew

warnings. swearing, reader was stuck in a toxic relationship with a Man (not described in detail), brief mentions of overworking

word count. 2.4k

(a/n) this is the grossest fluffiest thing i have ever written so far . i need to write about car chases next

you wake up alone in a bed that isn't yours, pale morning sunlight shining softly through the curtains in an unfamiliar room, and it takes you a second to figure out where the hell you are before the memories of the previous night come crashing back down.

"ugh," you grumble, rolling around and pressing your face into the pillow. sakura's pillow. her expensive perfume lingers faintly, and you breathe in the familiar scent a few times to ground you before rolling out of bed and dragging yourself up to your feet. the thought of sleeping in longer is tempting, but you refuse to let yourself wallow for too long over your now ex-boyfriend—you're the one who ended it with him last night, after all. you don't want to waste any more time thinking about him.

after getting cleaned up in sakura's bathroom (she left out an extra toothbrush and towel for you, and you have to smile at her thoughtfulness) and putting on one of her sweaters, you pad down the hall and poke your head into her office. "kkura?"

your best friend glances up from her desk, face softening when she sees you. "good morning," she says with an affectionate smile, standing up and letting you wrap her in a hug. "did you sleep well?"

"yep. you?" you notice how she's holding herself more stiffly than usual, and you frown at her when you pull away. "i told you not to sleep on the couch! you should've just shared the bed with me."

sakura laughs self-consciously, blushing and looking away. "you were tired, i didn't want to make you uncomfortable." she takes another look at you, and her eyes light up. "is that my sweater?"

"huh? oh, yeah." you pull the sleeves over your hands and playfully flap them in her face. "why, do you want it back?"

"you look cute in it, so i suppose i can excuse the blatant thievery," sakura responds, the words leaving her mouth before she can even think about it. get a grip, she thinks frantically, hoping that her stupid infatuation with you isn't showing on her face. "anyway. um, do you want breakfast? i left a plate for you downstairs."

"you're so sweet." you lean in and kiss her on the cheek, unaware of the way it makes her heart jump. "did you already eat?"

"i did, i got up a few hours ago." sakura nods back towards her computer. "lots of paperwork to go through, so…"

"hey, what did i tell you about working too hard on weekends?" you try to look stern, poking a finger in her face. "i'm forcing you to take more breaks from now on, you're going to regret letting me stay with you."

sakura just laughs, leaning back. "i could never regret it," she says fondly, and immediately regrets saying that when your face lights up with an insufferably smug smirk. "i mean—"

"awww," you coo, throwing your arms around her and pressing an obnoxiously loud smooch on her cheek. "you are totally obsessed with me."

"i am not—" sakura flushes, trying to hold back an embarrassed smile as she struggles halfheartedly against your grip. "go eat the breakfast i made for you before it gets cold, you idiot."

you laugh and let her go, prancing out of her office and downstairs to the kitchen—all the while blissfully oblivious to how painfully fast sakura's heart is pounding.

she falls back into her office chair, putting her hands on her chest and sighing like a lovesick schoolgirl. i am so pathetic.

later that night, after a takeout dinner, you manage somehow to drag sakura out of her office for a much-needed break. the two of you are wandering around in a quiet park, and the cool autumn night air makes you shiver a little.

sakura glances over at you, noticing you shivering. "are you cold?" her tone turns scolding, and she nudges your arm. "i told you to bring a jacket."

"c-cold? of course not," you chatter unconvincingly. there's no way you're going to admit you're cold and face the full brunt of her "i-told-you-so" look. "i'm n-not cold at all."

sakura sighs. "oh, come here." she takes off her leather jacket and drapes it around you before you can even begin to protest, mumbling to herself in exasperation as she focuses on bundling you up. "hmph, you never listen to me… one of these days you're going to freeze to death, i swear. i don't know why i even try…"

you have to smile at the cute frown on her face as she frets over you. when she steps back, satisfied with her work, you give her a little kiss on the cheek. "thank you, kkura. you know you're really cute when you get all fussy like that?"

her face is extremely red when you pull away. "no i'm not."

"yes you are—" you gasp, delighted. "are you blushing?"

"no!" she squeaks, turning her face in the other direction. "that's just—the cold!"

"oh please, it's not that cold." you press closer to her side with a smirk. "you're blushing because of me."

"clearly it's cold enough to make you shiver like a chihuahua," sakura insists, still blushing. that was a friendly kiss, she convinces herself. she's my friend. we're being… friendly.

right, because wanting to grab you and kiss the stupid smirk off your face is definitely a 100% friendly urge.

"whatever you say." you sigh dramatically, breaking her out of her not-so-friendly thoughts. "hey, let's head back. it's getting late."

"alright," says sakura, relieved. she doesn't know how much more of your teasing she can handle until she melts into a puddle on the ground. "do you still feel cold?"

"no, your jacket is really warm. but…" you take her hand as you start walking home, tucking it into your pocket and interlacing your fingers. "i wouldn't want you to get cold without it~"

sakura's blush returns full-force, but thankfully you spare her from further teasing. a comfortable silence settles over the two of you as you continue walking home, and you realize, not for the first time, how happy you feel with her. you never felt this way with your ex-boyfriend, not even once… in fact, just thinking about the way he treated you makes you frown.

"you're quiet." sakura gently squeezes your hand. "what are you thinking about?"

you shrug. "i don't know, just… happy that i'm not with him anymore, i guess."

"he never deserved you," says sakura, squeezing your hand again and smiling softly when you look at her. it's a far cry from her usual expressionless businesswoman face, and you take satisfaction in knowing you're one of the few people with the privilege of seeing her smile like this.

"you deserve nice things, you know?" she continues as you walk along the sidewalk. "things that make you happy."

it just slips out. "you make me happy."

sakura blushes, caught off-guard. "w-well, you have me," she says, a little awkwardly as she tries to sound lighthearted. "you've always had me…"

you beam at her, unaware of the longing undertones in her voice. "i know."

"you're so pretty when you smile," sakura mumbles, almost to herself—but you hear it.

"what was that?" your smile turns into a smirk, seizing the opportunity to tease her a little more. "you think i'm pretty?"

sakura just looks at you, which wasn't the reaction you were expecting, and says without any hesitation, "yes."

"oh." suddenly it feels like you're dying. all the heat in your body rushes directly to your face so quickly that you feel lightheaded. you clear your throat, floundering for words. oh my god, am i dying? "hm. that's—mm."

sakura glances at you curiously, but thankfully doesn't say anything. the rest of the walk home—you've already started thinking of sakura's place as home—is spent more or less in silence, and you're left feeling like something has shifted in your relationship without you knowing exactly what it is.

the days pass, and you manage to get rid of any lingering feelings you still have for your ex. work starts back up, and your life almost completely returns to normal.

except you're still living with sakura. she never says anything about it, and neither do you. clearly she doesn't mind having you here. you think she's secretly grateful for the company, since she's so used to being alone in her big empty house all the time.

every time you sit down to start looking up places to move, sakura calls for you to come taste-test something she made, or to get your opinion on a new suit she got, and you tell yourself you'll just keep looking later. then you proceed to forget all about it until the cycle starts again.

one morning, you wake up in sakura's guest room—your room, now—and squint against the bright morning sunshine coming in through the windows. you and sakura had stayed up late watching movies and playing video games the previous night, and you vaguely recall her having to half-drag, half-carry your sleepy self upstairs and tuck you in.

you start to sit up, but you're immediately pulled back onto the bed with a surprised "oof". you look down to see an arm wrapped securely around your waist, and you glance behind you in confusion to find sakura sound asleep while snuggled against your back.

you cover your face in embarrassment as the rest of the memory returns to you. stay with me, you had implored her while latched onto her side like a koala. somehow your positions had reversed while you slept, and now she shows no signs of letting go.

"kkura?" you whisper, taking her hand and giving it a soft squeeze.

"mm," sakura mumbles, eyes still shut. and suddenly you're extremely glad that you're turned away from her, because the realization must be showing all over your face.

you… are in love with her.

it's such a sudden thought that it actually makes you say "what the fuck" out loud, and she stirs from behind you. "hm…?"

"n-nothing!" you yelp in a strained voice, heart pounding. "go back to sleep."

sakura shifts closer and lets out a cute little yawn, which does not at all help your current flustered state. "good morning… everything alright?"

"yeah, i'm fine," you say quickly, trying to think of how you can change the subject. "um, thanks for carrying me up here last night… and staying with me…"

"of course." sakura seems to notice how tense you've gotten and pulls away to sit up, much to your dismay. "no need to thank me, you know i'd do anything for you."

"oh, anything?" you roll over to face her and immediately regret it. she's smiling back at you, and something about the look on her face makes you wonder if it might be possible that… whatever you're feeling, she's feeling it too.

"yes, anything." sakura's smile is soft and unguarded, and it makes you want to do something stupid.

driven by instinct, you take her hand and pull her down to lie next to you so the two of you are face-to-face. "sakura… anything, really?" were her lips always this pretty?

sakura meets your eyes, lips parting slightly as she catches on to the implications of your question. "anything."

you're not sure who made the first move, but the next thing you know, her hands are cradling your face and you're kissing. and it's not some big explosion of feelings, like you thought it would be. if anything it feels warm and natural, like coming home after a long day.

sakura's eyes flutter open when you have to break the kiss for air. "am i still dreaming?" she mumbles, blinking at you and gently touching your cheek like she's making sure you're real.

"i love you." the words leave your mouth before you can even think, and you cover your face. "i mean—um, i like—no, wait, i—uh—i just—"

"i love you too." sakura cuts off your nervous rambling with another one of those smiles that could bring world peace, looking down shyly at your intertwined hands. "i've wanted to do that for a long time."

"we should get married," you say, because apparently you just have no filter at all this morning. "or, um. maybe we should date first."

sakura laughs, leaning in to kiss your cheek. "that sounds like a good plan to me."

"i mean, we're practically dating already." you feel like your soul is happily floating in the clouds right now, but then you sit up in alarm. "wait, don't you have to go to work now? it's already 9."

sakura shrugs, running a hand through her hair. "i called last night to tell them i'm using one of my vacation days today. i, uh…" she looks away, blushing. "i wanted to stay in with you…"

"awww, you're taking the day off for me?" you gasp dramatically, tackling her in a hug. "the most serious workaholic in the city is skipping work for me?"

sakura yelps in surprise when you knock her back into the mattress, and she sighs in exasperation as she halfheartedly struggles against your grip. "so what if i want to spend time with you," she complains, still blushing. "you know i—i love you."

you giggle and press your lips to hers in another kiss, but then something else occurs to you. "wait a second." you pull back and give her a bombastic side eye. "how long?"

sakura smiles sheepishly, knowing what you mean without you having to say it. "a long time."

"since college?"

"since high school."

you hit her in the shoulder. "sakura!"

"what?" she protests, ducking away with a laugh. "what about it?"

"you've been in love with me this whole time and you never said anything?" you scold lightly, propping yourself up on the bed and crossing your arms. "i can't believe you."

the way she's looking at you right now, her whole face practically glowing with love, makes you feel like your heart might just explode in your chest. "i'm saying it now," says sakura, sitting up as well and giving you a cheeky grin that doesn't match the fondness in her voice. "i love you."

"i love you too," you mumble, heat rushing to your cheeks. then something else occurs to you, and you grin. "hey, you haven't even taken me out on a date yet and you've already got me in your bed. who knew you had so much rizz~?"

"you need to stop hanging out with yunjin," she says, an unimpressed look on her face. "come over here and kiss me again."

"wow, so bossy…" you pretend to swoon, and then you let her pull you onto her lap so she can shut you up with a kiss.

#🧛🏻‍♀️ — robin.writes #le sserafim #le sserafim x reader #sakura x reader #sakura #miyawaki sakura #sakura imagines #miyawaki sakura x reader #female reader #kpop imagines #kpop x reader #le sserafim imagines #Wow this is all over the place 😔👍 probably because i started it LAST YEAR....

[yuri-is-online]

hi!!! congrats on getting more followers! i was honestly so excited when i saw the masquerade prompts. you don't understand just how much i love your works ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

may i please request prompt 3 for leona, vil, and jade?

thank you so much!!!

3. You were invited to this stupid party by someone you really can't stand, but you can't find them anywhere. Thankfully you found this wonderful person to dance with who is a great time and nothing like that person at all.

And you don't know how much it means to me that I make you happy when I post (つ﹏⊂) I do write things that amuse myself yes, but seeing my regulars in my notes makes me so happy. I think about you guys when I write stuff all the time ♡

notes: they/them used for Yuu, yeah I came up with this prompt for Leona what of it, references to Ch 6 with Vil, Jade and Yuu are implied to be in the "what are we" stage of the dumpster fire situationship. The other event requests can be found on my masterlist.

Leona

How hard could it be to find a lion- well anywhere now that you are really thinking about it? They stand out, have an incessant need for sleep, are constantly making demands of other people, and oh yeah this one has a fucking tail. You would have thought it would be extremely easy to find Leona even if everyone was wearing some sort of costume because you would have just needed to pin the tail on the asshole but no. It would seem that several of these obnoxious costumes came with tails. Yours included, it was extremely annoying to sit on and you found yourself with many uncomfortable questions about how Leona, Ruggie, and Jack functioned at NRC with those things. Do beastmen have different furniture to accommodate their tails? Just how different is a beastman's anatomy to a regular man's and would Leona just show up already so you could stop thinking about his ass?

"Hey watch where you're goin'." Your thoughts are interrupted with faux fur. Lots of it, you loose your mask in the struggle to pry yourself free of the stranger's costume and are unable to use the anonymity to hide your opinion of his costume.

It sucks. Whoever this guy is he must have really pissed off Crewel to get stuck with this weird abomination of a fur trimmed cape. It barely matches the antlers on his head, he doesn't seemed that bothered by your look, offering you back your mask with a shrug.

"I know. Ugly as shit right?"

"You said it not me." You fix your mask back into place and look at the buffet table next to you both. "Hey have you seen a lion around anywhere? I thought I might find him next to the meats but haven't had much luck so far."

"A lion hm?" This man leans back folding his arms so really know he's thinking. "Can't say I have. Why ya' lookin for him?" He bends just a little bit closer to you. "Am I not good enough company for you?"

"But sir," You fake gasp "we've only just met and this lion invited me. I need to at least let him know how annoyed I am he made me waste my evening."

"Oh do you know." The man laughs. "Well we really should go find him then." He offers you his hand and takes you towards the dance floor, tossing his heavy, ugly cloak around as he does letting the weight push other couples out of the way.

"I thought you were taking me to look for my lion, Mr. Deer." Leona knows you are teasing him, that doesn't mean his ears twitch any less at being called a deer. "Are you sure you didn't just want to dance with me?"

"Bit full of ourselves aren't we?" He dips you and relishes the way you gasp. "Since when was he your lion?" Since you stepped on his tail but you don't need to know that. He certainly didn't until Ruggie pointed out.

"Since he decided to invite me to an event I was already invited to." You have every right to sound this smug but he really is not in the mood to admit it.

"You sure seemed content to ditch him for me. Sure that's smart of you? You're pretty tiny I'd hate to see you get eaten." The grumpy part of him sort of wishes you had ditched "him" to keep looking for your lion.

"Ah well." you sound shy, he hears your heart rate quicken ever so slightly. "I sort of owe him an apology? Every time I try to talk to him I get a but tongue tied and say a bunch of stuff I don't really mean." This is not news to him, he knows the steps of your heartbeat as well as he knows his own.

"Maybe he invited you because he owes you one too." He picks you up as the song ends, arms wrapped tight around your waist pinning your arms to your side and carrying you off back towards the buffet. "Do me a favor and get rid of the mask would you? I'm tired of you acting like I'm some stupid herbivore."

"LEONA?" Oh so you really didn't know. Pity that just makes him laugh louder. He had wanted to do the gently put he drops you just a tiny bit to hear you scream as payback for not knowing it was him. People are staring but he really doesn't care so long as your eyes remain on him until the night is over and return when you wake back up.

"Now," he sets you down in the corner where you found him "I believe you were complaining about me wasting your evening? Well I am all ears, just where do you suggest we go?"

Vil

Saying something out loud really does have a way of making it sound worse. "I cursed sweets Trey sent over to prevent the spudlings from cheating on their diets." Did not sound unreasonable to Vil. When Rook added "without telling the person whose dorm I was staying in or asking for their permission" he had initially scoffed, brushed it from his mind and gone back to preparing for VDC. Why would that matter? They weren't in charge of VDC, they didn't have any say in how he ran his group.

It's just one of the things he would like to scold his past self for. That action had nothing to do with the VDC; Yuu had correctly seen it as a further alienation of them from the broader school population and stripping of their autonomy. It was not something that occurred to him because Vil was not in the habit of viewing people as throwaways, everyone regardless of circumstance had potential. All they had to do was work hard and they would flourish, and the longer he looked at Yuu the stronger he felt he was right.

You had not originally been invited to the dance. Crowley had explained that first years needed permission from their Housewarden to come, and since Ramshackle did not have one, and you apparently did not count you were not allowed. Vil had been the last person you expected to stick up for you. Sure it sucked to hear someone say inviting you was "just a formality" but you were not going to complain about someone making it easier to feed Grim. You had intended to hunt him down and make Grim say thank you, but your great mage master had somehow managed to ditch you before you had found anyone you recognized, let alone Vil. It made you feel very alone, dissociative even, which had not been helped by the figure who appeared asking if you were alright.

"Do you need to go someplace more quiet?" You shake your head, fully aware your mask likely isn't helping your argument.

"No sorry I was just looking for..." The words die in your throat, you realize you aren't quite sure what to call Vil exactly. Friend sounds presumptuous, acquaintance sounds rude, and he is certainly not your anything let alone Housewarden. "The person who invited me." It sounds lame, but it settles you enough to let you stand without feeling dizzy. "I wanted to say thank you." The man in front of you smiles hand coming up to his face as if he is trying to hold back laughter.

"I don't think the Headmage needs anymore of an ego boost. Besides, isn't it a bit too early to be looking for someone you know?" You bite your tongue to keep from digging yourself into a hole, of course this stranger thinks Crowley invited you like he technically invited everyone else. And it would sound like you were a crazed fan if you admitted you were looking for Vil now, no one was as unaware of his fame as you were.

"I- I guess." You swallow your nerves and prepare to excuse yourself.

"Are you alright?" His voice is so beautiful, his concern doesn't sound fake at all as he guides you out onto the balcony and politely looks to the side when you take off your mask to breathe in the fresh air and steady yourself.

"Sorry." You have no idea what you are apologizing for.

"There's no need to apologize. You were invited, you belong here." He says it so forcefully you really want to believe him. "When people make you feel out of place, when they do things you don't like you have every right to let them know and demand an apology."

"Hah." You let out a sharp breath, turning to face your new friend with a rueful smile. He reaches behind his head to undo the straps of his mask as you continue to speak. "That sounds nice but you have no idea who I would start talking back to-" The mask falls and you stop dead, Vil's gaze just as intense as when he caught Ace, Grim, and Deuce but this time solely aimed at you.

"Why are you stopping?" He does not close the distance between you, no matter how much Vil might want to erase it he knows the first step cannot be his. "My advice isn't going to change just because you want to scold me. If anything I encourage it, true beauty cannot be achieved without feedback."

"You scare me." You admit.

"I am aware."

"I think you hate me." You take a hesitant step forward.

"I did not expect you to make me happy." He meets you in the middle, gently taking your hand and placing it just over his heart. "But you have been an unceasing source of joy from the moment I first properly spoke to you. If I have ever done anything to tarnish your happiness... no I know I have. I have made you feel small and alone and that is never a way a want you to feel." Vil is surprisingly strong, and his heart is beating faster with each word he says despite the perfectly collected look on his face. "If there is something I can do to apologize..."

"You could dance with me." The request is still much too timid, but a palace is not built overnight.

"As you wish."

Jade

Poor tiny Yuu, all lost, alone, and confused in the middle of a sea of people. They're searching for a needle fish in an unforgiving ocean, very much aware that they are running out of time. There is fear in their actions is so palpable and fragrant he stops to take a deep, shuddering breath and tastes it, rolling it around on his tongue savoring the imagined flavor.

Jade has you right where he wants you, all he has to do now is strike.

You are annoyed. Aggravated, slightly distressed maybe but you don't want to succumb to panic. Jade had slipped a handwritten invitation to the Masquerade under your door (that was completely unnecessary as Crowley had announced that everyone was invited) you had chosen to interpret as a threat. Confronting the bastard had only gotten you some fake sniffles and an insistence he would never ever hurt you.

"I am not accusing you of hurting me." You say blank look firm upon your face. "I am stating you threatened me." Jade has the audacity to quiver his lower lip.

"We have a one drink minimum here at the Mostro Lounge." His voice certainly wavers but sometimes you wonder if Jade has ever actually been afraid before, because the shit he is trying to pull right now really doesn't make it sound like he has. "Please at least order something, I would hate to lose my job."

And now the motherfucker is nowhere to be seen. You have got to look like an idiot, a well dressed dinosaur stomping around the jungle in a way all the other dinosaurs find annoying. Not that you can tell, everyone is wearing mask yourself included. The only way you would have of knowing who was who would be if you had somehow coordinated costumes, or checked with Crewel to see what someone was assigned. Which you did not do, but Jade very likely probably-

"Oh I am so sorry, are you alright?" Someone has walked into your thoughts and directly over your person, sending you both crashing to the floor. He recovers much more quickly than you do, reaching to help but pausing just before he touches you.

"I'm alright." You don't sound quite like you are, but you don't shy away from his touch as he helps you to your feet. It's hard to get a good read on the man in front of you, the mask he wears covers his entire face, including his mouth and his costume is billowy with a cape you swear could hide you both. As if sensing your thoughts he makes sure to flourish it as he brings you up to your feet. It's cute, you really wish you could see the way he looks.

"Would you like to dance?" He asks, not immediately letting go of you after he sets you upright. "It would be a waste to spend an entire evening so lost in your thoughts." You pause, considering your options, considering your partner. Jade is a neat dresser, this man is certainly neatly dressed, but he has a decidedly Rook like hat on, complete with some truly monstrous feathers, that's obscuring his true height. You also have a distinct answer that you are being watched and that this question as a wrong answer.

"Yes." You take his hand to his surprise, dragging him not to the center but off to a secluded corner of the ballroom where the music is still loud enough to hear but quiet enough that you can talk. Not that your partner seems to intend to do that, he holds you with a strange degree of gentleness guiding you through the steps of a much more formal sort of dance than you had ever done before.

"You seem quite frightened." The man finally says as the music begins to slow. "I do hope that wasn't because of me, I am only here to help after all."

"Motherfucker." You try to step on his toes and he laughs, taking control of the dance by tightening his grip on your arms and spinning you behind one of the lengthy curtains to press you up against the window.

"Later." is all he says as he ditches his mask, letting it fall who knows where as he pulls you into a deep heated kiss, intent on robbing you of as much air as he has sanity. He bites down on your lower lip as he leaves, sucking it until it swells and letting you up for air as he tightens his embrace. "You can yell and be angry at me for as long as you like later, but for now-" He presses another quick kiss to your lips "argue with me in a different way, hmm?"

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[kafkasspiders]

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• smut, jing yuan/f!reader, college roommate au, enemies to lovers but not quite, guitarist!jing yuan, jing yuan, creampie RAHHH, giving jing yuan a bj, dom!jing yuan, amazing aftercare <3, caught masturbation, jing yuan is a twt sex worker!

• idc that he's ooc, this is my ff

• word count: 2.5k

another night where you were barely able to get any sleep because it was playing the guitar again at 1 am. you wanted to rip open the door and scream your head off and tell him to shut the fuck up so badly, but you couldn't bring yourself to peel yourself off of your bed that you just got comfy in...

you decided to just deal with it by shoving in 2 airpods and blasting some random ambient music that was recommended to you on your youtube. you tossed and turned for a few minutes before deciding that this wan't going to work. you ended up facing your ceiling, wondering how you went so wrong in life. as you were reminiscing over your life decisions, you saw your door open.

a tall, annoying white haired man appeared... none other than your roommate that you couldn't stand, jing yuan. granted he was cute, with his loud music playing every single night, you couldn't help but to develop a burning hatred towards him over time. "heeyyyyy. am i too loud?" he teased with a smug smile on his face.

you grabbed one of your pillows and threw it at his face, he grabbed it before it planted on his face. "now i know my answer... how rude." he mocked. he went back to his room to turn the music off for a brief moment before returning to yours. you were left in confusion as he left your room and were met with disappointment when he came back.

"hey, tell me. why have you always hated me... i mean i'm a little loud, but i think that's really it, right?" he asked as he walked over to your bed. you would've told him off much sooner if you weren't so tired from the day. "no, that's just it. you're loud, annoying, and you never shut up. you always bring friends over and never consult me about it, and your friends need to stop asking if we're together when all i do is literally hole up in my room" you mumbled in reply. it was a bit hard to hear what you said, but he understood what you said. "well what's so wrong with us being seen as a couple! i always thought you were cute" he said with a small smile while gradually getting closer to your face.

you sat up on your bed and made shooing motions, telling him to get off. you didn't know how to feel about that comment, but what you did need to know is that you needed rest and time to think that statement over because you didn't necessarily disagree, but if he were to shut up more often, not be an obnoxious jerkface, not play his stupid guitar at 1 am, he'd be perfect.

as he exited your room, he waved with a smile and shut your door. i think that was the closest i've been to him physically in months... and now i'm horny. great. left with your thoughts, you decided to just masturbate, you heard that it can help with sleep and you needed it after what just happened. you opened twitter and opened your bookmarks, all your favorite porn pages were there. you went to check your favorite and saw that your favorite male sex worker, "L" posted not too long ago.

you watched the vid he posted, he was stroking his dick facing a mirror, with loud music playing in the back. seemed like a similar setting, but you truly wanted to ignore your thoughts and suspicions... no way he's jing yuan... maybe it's just a coincidence... but then again, in the fanfics, coincidences rarely ever happen... you thought. you just decided to get off to this page and deal with it tomorrow.

you pulled your shorts down from underneath your covers and pushed your panties to the side and watched L's videos as he was talking about how much he wanted to fuck you. well, not you, but his audience. you pushed your shirt up underneath your covers and played with your breasts for a bit before switching to your pussy. you thought of jing yuan ramming his dick inside you as you started to finger yourself. you knew it was wrong considering you hated him, but it didn't matter because he wasn't gonna be anything more than just a horny thought.

you continued to finger yourself as you scrolled through L's page, surprised by the amount of videos he has of him fucking himself with his hand and his fleshlight. the background looked so similar to jing yuan's room, it was unsettling. you knew at this point that it was probably yuan's who was "L", but you were too tired and horny to do anything about it.

you were almost over the edge from "L"'s video of him dirty talking to his audience. "c'mon baby, cum on my dick" "'m gonna fill you up with my kids and empty my balls inside you. you want that, huh?" were a few of the things he muttered as he jerked his dick against his hand. his moans were so cute, you were at the tip of your orgasm now. "ge- gene- general!! mmf- mmnfgh! pleasecomeinsideofme!" you moaned, trying your best to keep quiet. you forgot how thin the walls were, you were praying that he didn't hear anything.

just as you realized how thin the walls were, you heard a knock on your door. "are your clothes on? can i come in?" he asked. so he did hear... fuck. you thought to yourself, trying to think of any possible excuse in the moment, but of course, nothing came up. you were considering jumping out of your window right now. "yeah, i'm fine. what's up?" you asked, trying to act as if nothing just happened. "i heard you moan my name? what's that about, hm? thought you hated me?" he asked as he leaned against your door frame, full body leaning against one side of the door frame.

"are you hearing things?" you retorted, hoping that you'd be able to gaslight him into thinking that he was just hearing things. "oh love... your moans are so cute though, why keep them from me?" he said as he was walking over to your bed again. he sat down next to you as you were silent, unable to give him a reply. he tucked a hair strand behind your ear and gave you a smile. you leaned over to him, his face right in front of yours now. "please don't make me regret this" you whispered, as you leaned in to kiss him. what a manwhore... at least the dick will probably be good though... you thought to yourself.

"i knew you liked me. you won't regret it though" he said, smiling into your kiss. he's so beautiful. as you both were smashing your lips against each other, he progressively got rougher. he bit your lip half way through the kiss, making you let out a small moan and using that to shove his tongue inside. the kiss turned into a heated make out session in a span of minutes. he pushed you back on to your bed while still kissing you. "is this ok? do you want to continue, because if you say yes, i can't stop" he warned. "yes, do whatever you want with me..." you said. he smiled as he continued to kiss you, now pinning your arms above your head with one hand and fondling your breast with the other.

he broke the kiss to start sucking on your neck, moving the hand that pinned your arms up to your clothed pussy. he started circling your pussy in small circles while giving your neck kisses that'll surely end up bruising. he left the hickeys high on your neck, letting everyone know that you were his. you were now a moaning mess, at his mercy, and god he loved it. after playing with your clit and vacuuming your neck, he started taking his shirt off as you did the same. you weren't wearing a bra already since you were going to sleep and it was 2 am. his pecs and abs looked absolutely beautiful with the moonlight shining in, giving them perfect lighting.

as he was taking off his pajama pants, you took your shorts off, leaving you in your panties. you hid under your covers as you waited for him to finish taking his pants off, leaving him in his boxers. "don't hide, you look beautiful" he said, and for once in his life. he was sincere. he loved you, but was too afraid to admit it. you were giving him a small smile underneath the covers, but got distracted by the huge bulge in his boxers and the tip peaking up. how is this gonna fit...

he caught you staring at his bulge, and he decided to remove his boxers. you got out from underneath your covers and were on your knees in front of him. he pulled his boxers off and his dick slapped his stomach, it was so big and long. a good 7 inches and girthy at that... you were jaw dropped, but you decided to start giving his dick little kitten licks to see how he reacted. his dick started to twitch a little, begging for more. you spat on his dick a little, using it as lube to fist him. you took him in your mouth after giving him a little handjob.

"your mouth feels so good around my dick.. keep sucking y/n" he commanded. "yes general..." you replied, making his dick twitch inside your mouth. you took him in your mouth with a faster pace, but it wasn't enough. he started to fuck your mouth, making you choke on his dick, your nose touched his pelvis, struggling to breathe. "medallion will be your safe word, ok? or just hit me lightly 3 times, either way, i'll get the hint" he said as he paused. you nodded and continued taking his dick in your mouth, trying your best to deepthroat him. he continued to fuck your mouth, hitting the back of your throat repeatedly as he started getting close.

"f- fuck y/- y/n" he stuttered, his pace faltering inside your moth, getting sloppier by the second. "i'm cum- cumming!" he shouted before dumping his load inside your mouth. you swallowed his semen in a matter of seconds, cleaning up your mouth as he was recovering. "did you just swallow all of that?" he asked. you nodded and showed him your empty mouth in reply. "hot... but before we start again, can i cum inside?" he questioned, unsure if it was ok, since the both of you were just college students afterall. "yeah, i'll get plan b tomorrow, don't worry" you replied with a smile.

you laid down with your back on your bed as he caged you in, pressing his dick in between your legs against your panties, he was starting to kiss you again. "you're so good for me... i love it so much, you know that?" he queried, smiling against your lips. that comment made your pussy pulse around the air, you realized that he could feel your pussy as he was right against it... he continued kissing you for a bit more before taking your panties off and teasing his tip between your folds. "p- ple- please.. gen- genral... please fuck me..." you begged, looking at him. he pulled you down from your pillow so that you were closer to him, and he put a pillow underneath your waist as he began to insert his dick into your pussy slowly.

one inch at a time, until you were fully adjusted. there was some of his dick still outside of your pussy, but there was nothing you could do. you were already struggling to take him inside, he waited 3 minutes before starting his slow pace. "you feel so good, love.. feels like you were made for me" he leaned in and spoke in a soft manner, enough to make your pussy pulse around his dick. he felt you pulse around him and you could just feel his smile.

he grabbed your legs and spread them open in the air as far as they were willing to go, god you looked so beautiful. as he was thrusting inside of your belly, you could feel him slowly ramming himself against your g-spot, making you moan with every thrust, with each one being deeper than the last. you could feel him already peaking as he got sloppier.

he was holding out until you were close, but you were already on your way to your second orgasm, and debatably much faster than he was, despite his rapid thrusting. "mm- i'm cl.. close..." you moaned. he was going to break you in half at this point... you were asking yourself if you were even going to be able to walk after he's done, but then again, he's a 6'1 man with a long, girthy dick, so definitely not...

as you were reaching your peak, he forced himself inside you even deeper, so much so that your back was arching off the bed, your toes were curling, and your eyes were rolled to the back of your head. jing yuan wasn't your first, but he was definitely the best... a beautiful man with a beautiful dick and amazing skills.

"i'm- i'm coming!" you screamed out as you peaked your climax with him inside, and as you came, so did he. you both came simultaneously as he dumped his semen inside of you. the high was amazing, jing yuan plopped down next to you on your right, and he looked ethereal. you turned your body towards him and you both just stared at each other for a while.

"i love you so much, y/n. you're so perfect" he said with a soft tone, unlike his normal stern tone at work. "i love you too jing yuan, you're so perfect" you replied back with a smile. he grazed your face with his thumb, adoring you for a few minutes before getting you up and making a bath for the both of you. you grabbed your panty and his boxers and threw them into the washing machine before tossing him his new set of pajamas. he set them on the bathroom counter as he sat down near the bathtub and turned on the water.

"do you actually want me to have your kids?" you questioned him as he was sitting next to the bathtub that was steadily filling with lukewarm water. he nodded and patted the ground next to you. "of course i do, i wouldn't want it to be anyone else" he said with a smile as he reached for your hand and kissed the top of it. you said nothing in reply, but as he checked the water temperature, it was warm enough for the both of you to get in. as you both stripped your clothes, he went in first, and you went in after. you sat in the tub in front of him as you leaned back on jing yuan.

i am living the best life...

a/n: i hope yall enjoyed this, i switched the character for this like 23420492 diff times bc i was thinking ooc gepard n then i was like NO, ooc jing yuan n i j spun a wheel, so..

god damn yall going insane ☠️

#this is so rushed help #jing yuan #jing yuan smut #jing yuan x reader #jing yuan x you #jing yuan x female reader #jing yuan hsr #hsr #honkai starrail #honkai star rail #honkai star rail smut #jingyuan smut

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hi lizzie! i already know you by your main, i wanted to ask you some oneshots/thoughts about sex with jealous jiseok?

MY MAIN ?@?@@? was it from the obnoxious amount of likes i leave on every single work on the xdh tags LMAO thank you so much for the request <33 hope you like it

jealous jiseok thoughts 💭💫

cw: jealousy obv, oral (fem receiving), possessive tones, unprotected sex (on birth control. don't be dumb), cum play slightly wc: 1,1k

minors dni

jiseok doesn't strike me to be the type to get jealous easily But! once he does... oh no

let's say you're out somewhere, like a party. and he's going about the looks people shoot you the usual way: smirking back at people, all smug, as if he's saying "this is Mine <3 look at me having someone you'll never have"

he did not expect your own friend to hit on you though

they were always a little touchy, and jiseok's not usually bothered (hell, he's not even in a place to be bothered. his friends are hanging off his shoulders half the time – if it doesn't bother you, it shouldn't bother him)

but tonight they were too affectionate

it started with them casually touching you while you talked, then they started playing with your fingers and fixing your hair and now jiseok's threat radar is beeping

when they lean in to talk into your ear, he draws the line. he's intervening

he gets closer and hears the "come on, leave with me. he doesn't have to know" in the air

oh no. oh nononono

he's PISSED. not only are they flirting with you in front of him, they're also blatantly asking you to cheat?

you can barely begin to indignantly refuse as he wraps his arm around your shoulders, ignores the so called friend and goes "hey, babe." before he presses a kiss that lasts a second too long to your lips

"do you want to go home? i think we'd have a better time there than here," pointedly looks at the person in front of you and pulls you closer, "plus i really want to find out what's the surprise you said you have for me back home."

there's no surprise. he's only making a point. you don't think you're even wearing matching underwear

he didn't even wait for your friend to say anything – as soon as you open your mouth to agree, he's whisking you away (he Does look back to see their face though)

when you're finally met with the fresh night air outside the building, jiseok pulls his phone out to call you both a cab and starts his angry rant

"are they out of their mind? doing that when i'm a few feet away? trying to get you to fuck them when they know damn well you're taken! we're not seeing that asshole ever again, they should feel lucky i didn't punch their teeth right off, if i was the slightest bit crazier i would've–"

"jiseokie," a hand to his cheek, "are you jealous?"

he looks up from his phone to find your playful gaze. he huffed, "of course i am! who do they think they are–" he's cut off by a searing kiss to his lips.

"it's kind of hot."

the way you were looking at him... hell he could fuck you right then and there and even hope your stupid friend catches you. unfortunately, the cab is here and the poor driver shouldn't be subjected to seeing that

the second you arrive at your apartment, he's holding your face with both his hands and kissing you downright filthily in your little entrance hall

you need to take your shoes off though... that's not a problem at all – you hear his chunky sneakers be tossed to the ground while he keeps kissing you the best he can, and you only separate as he crouches down to unlace your boots for you

you can barely appreciate the view of your boyfriend at your feet before your boots are off and he's on you again

his lips attach to your neck, sucking and nipping on the flesh while his hands sneak under your shirt

he has half a mind to bend you over the couch and fuck you stupid until your moans are engraved on the couch, but he ultimately decides on pulling you into your bedroom

before you even get to the bed, you're shirtless, jiseok's hands fumbling with the clasps of your bra while you work on his jeans

you don't get very far before your knees hit the bed and you're falling backwards

your hair fawning around your face, your cheeks flushed, your lips kiss-bitten, your bra half-off, your eyes nearly desperate... jiseok is so glad he's the only one who gets to see you like this

(and if it's up to him he'll be the only one to see you like this for the rest of time <3)

but for now he'll just push your skirt up and pull your underwear down <3

and eats you out sooooo good like legs over his shoulders his fingers spreading you

after you cum, you try to repay the favor but he grabs your hands and goes "wanna cum inside you, baby, please"

and who are you to deny him !! it's not common to have him cum in you even though you're on birth control... my guy likes the visual of his cum on your skin

and so in a second his pants and underwear are off, your legs are around his hips and he's ruining your neck again while he guides his cock to your entrance

he pushes in bit by bit, and only when he bottoms out he detaches from your neck and grins, pressing the pads of his fingers into what you assume are the hickeys he left

"you're mine", he softly says, looking into your eyes, before he starts thrusting into you

it gets really fast and rough really quick

you can't help but moan a little too loudly, the way his hips are slamming into your thighs feels divine. and when he presses his thumb to your clit...... you're seeing stars wtf

he's kissing you desperately, in a mix of panting and actually kissing you properly. your arms wind around his neck, needing him closer while you feel a familiar wave of pleasure starting to come over you

what really does it for you is his little rushed whisper of "mine, mine, mine, you're only mine right baby? mine to fuck you like this, mine to ruin, mine"

he keeps mumbling possessives and filth while he fucks you through your high

"'m yours, ji– only yours," you manage to say through the fog in your brain, and you feel his release fill your cunt

when he finally stops grinding into you, prolonging his orgasm as much as he could, he'll pull out slowly so he can watch his cum drip out of your hole

scoops a little bit of it with his fingers and smears it on your cheek, kissing you deeply afterwards

"my baby," he whispers between kisses, "only mine."

when both of you have finally caught your breaths, jiseok gets up to fetch a towel to wipe you down

when he comes back, he cleans you thoroughly - except the cum smeared on your cheek

"you forgot something." you point to your sticky cheek.

he grins devilishly, straddling you. "that's for you to wear, babe. so everyone knows you're mine."

bonus: when you're cuddling later, ready to sleep, you remember something: "... so what was the surprise i had for you back here?"

"shut up and go to sleep."

#xdinary heroes smut #xdh imagines #xdinary heroes imagine #xdh smut #xdh hard hours #xdh scenarios #xdh x reader #xdinary heroes hard hours #xdinary heroes x reader #xdinary heroes fanfic #gaon x reader #gaon smut #my fics #xdinary heroes imagines #kwak jiseok imagine #kwak jiseok smut #kwak jiseok x reader #gaon imagine

[sassycheesecake]

yakuza!Tetsurō Kuroo x Reader "The Panther"

Warnings: cursing, mentions of sex, blood, violence, death

Kenma is currently walking down the hallway towards his friend and Kumicho’s room of Nekoma headquarters, Tetsurō Kuroo.

He has a big notepad in his hands, news from the spies in the city about their rivals the Crows of Karasuno.

The sound of his all star sneakers echo on the black marble floor, it’s shine shows that the place is kept tidy and clean.

Finally arriving at the door, before Kenma can even knock, he hears giggles from your side and loud obnoxious kisses from Kuroo‘s side that the dyed blonde wishes he could immediately erase from his brain.

Nonetheless, he sighs in annoyance and knocks loudly, a habit he thankfully put on after the last time he walked in without knocking.

Needless to say, he’s been scarred of the image of you, naked, on top of Kuroo, giving him a blowjob.

"Who is it? I specifically said not to be disturbed." Kuroo answers with anger in his voice.

"It’s Kenma. I know you said that but Yaku said that he caught some crows in our habitat. Trying to convince our usual costumers that their shit is better than ours."

The Saiko Komon hears shuffling on the other side, along with some squeaks of the bed.

"Come in." Kuroo calls his trusted friend and advisor in.

Opening the door, Kenma sees you and the ravenette getting dressed.

You having put on a red silk robe, fix your hair a little bit to the side, trying to cover your hickeys while Kuroo just puts on loose sweats, staying bare-chested.

His whole upper body is covered in tattoos, on his back a giant black panther roaring into the viewers face, his left arm a mixture between various skulls that have water and fire going through them like a wild tornado. On his other arm, dark clouds with red spider lilies and a scarred face of a geisha decorate his skin.

On his chest however, is a Japanese cherry blossom flower with your name in it and it’s Kuroo‘s most important tattoo. It shows he is bonded to you for the rest of your lives, he wears it on his skin with pride and smugness.

You however have not a single patch of ink on your skin.

"Hello Kenma." You smile with a blush on your face, clearly still flustered by your previous activities with your lover.

Kuroo is walking around the bed with the messy sheets towards Kenma and the golden-eyed man spots an open pair of handcuffs at the headboard and he looks away to the side, embarrassed on the inside to figure out what the the two of you have been doing.

"Hey (Y/N)." Kenma replies back quietly, keeping his focus on the ravenette with the messy hair and lipstick marks across his face, neck and chest.

"Kitten, why don’t you get us something small to refresh on? I could go for a Campfire Straight Rye with some ice in it." Kuroo turns to you with a smile, while taking Kenma‘s notepad from him.

You nod and make your way to the attached kitchen, ah the luxury of Kuroo’s belongings never fails to amaze you.

While you’re gone, Kuroo‘s smile is instantly gone and replaced with a frown.

Looking over the notes and attached photos of beat up faces, Kuroo rubs his hand over his tired face, the responsibility over an entire organization sometimes kicks his ass and he wishes that he could spend it more with you instead.

"So where are the little rats now?" Kuroo asks while cracking his neck from side to side.

"In the torture room. Yamamoto and Kai are currently trying to gather information out of them as we speak."

You return from the kitchen, in one of your hands a small glass with honey-colored liquid and round ice cubes floating in it.

Handing it to him, he wraps his long arm around your waist, pulling you to his side while giving you a chaste kiss on the lips, not caring that Kenma is still in the room.

Gulping down the drink in one go, the ravenette hands the glass back to you with a small smile.

"Thanks baby. I am really sorry, I gotta take care of some business with Kenma." He leans his forehead against yours, rubbing your nose with his.

"No worries, I understand, I‘ll be waiting here." Giving you one last kiss, Kuroo picks up his discarded white shirt from the floor, following the Saiko Komon into the direction where they torture and question people for information.

"Kuroo, you’re covered in (Y/N)‘s lipstick, clean yourself up if you want to keep your reputation."

Rubbing his face off, he gets most of the kiss marks off, grinning sheepishly at his friend.

"That feisty little cat needs to mark her territory. You know her."

"Please spare me the details." Kenma says in disgust.

Standing guard in front of the door, Lev let’s both of them inside and Kuroo can hear the throwing punches and the groans of pain that follow by it.

"Ahhh, Eiji my friend, long time no see." Kuroo sings in greeting.

Hearing the leader‘s voice, Yamamoto stops and steps aside.

The middle aged man that is hunched over in a strapped chair looks up with big eyes, fear reflecting among them.

Eiji works as one of the spies for Karasuno, unfortunately the cats caught him faster than he could escape.

"Where’s your friend? I thought you birdbrains work in teams together." Kuroo bends down a bit, looking into the blonde man‘s face.

Eiji doesn’t answer, still struck with fear, parts of his face swollen and already turning blue.

Grabbing his short hair, Kuroo raises Eiji’s head which has him flinching strongly.

"Answer me dipshit. Why the fuck would you think it’d be a smart idea to enter our district?" The Kumicho almost roars like an angry panther.

"I-I am sorry! The boss said I should try to expand the Crows‘ grounds. I-I was just trying to sell a little bit I swear!" Eiji cries in fear.

Kuroo hums, only giving a snap of his fingers towards Yamamoto and he understands immediately.

When the blonde saw that his torturer pulls out his Sig P938, he is shaking, desperately trying to get Kuroo‘s mercy.

Before Eiji can say anymore though, Yamamoto pulls the trigger.

The blood from Eiji‘s head lands on Kuroo‘s face and partly on his shirt.

A sudden vibration of his phone makes the ravenette curious, opening it up to see it’s a nude picture from you and he grins widely like a Cheshire Cat, texting you back as he turns to walk back to his room.

"If you‘ll excuse me now, I gotta finish what I started earlier." Kuroo lastly says before going back to the direction of his room where you wait in anticipation.

When Kuroo is gone, Yamamoto snickers while he cleans the blood off of the instruments he used on Eiji.

"He is so whipped for that woman. Did you know he has her contact saved as 'Feisty little minx'?" Yamamoto laughs.

"Well be glad you haven’t seen them having sex, it still haunts my nightmares." Kenma adds bluntly with a shudder.

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyū!! #hq x reader #nekoma #tetsurou kuroo #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo tetsurou #haikyuu kuroo #hq kuroo #kuroo testuro #kuroo x reader #kenma kuzome #hq kenma #haikyuu kenma #kozume kenma #kuroo #yakuza #kuroo with tattoos ugh #yakuza!kuroo

[mrsnancywheeler]

Ugh I’m so pissed that tumblr ate my scrumptious ass head canon I sent 😒. I don’t even remember the song I was listening to when writing it to 😭

Anyways it was about groupie reader talking with Eddie and setting Billy off. You and Eddie talking in the studio when you’re supposed to be there for him just sets him off into possessiveness and suddenly he’s holding you by the waist, whispering something about last night and how great you felt/tasted loudly enough for Eddie to hear. Mind you he goes out of his way to whisper loud enough so Eddie can hear. Or at events when you and Eddie are hanging out at the house, he’d go up to you and either try to get your attention by talking about one of his songs or doing the same thing where he’d whisper sexual comments in your ear. Obviously you can’t resist it, but Eddie just rolls his eyes. He’s used to Billy doing this whenever he can tell that Eddie is making you laugh or smile too hard.

sorry this took me so long to respond too pookie, but I'm here for this

how dare the tumblr ask box eat your thoughts for itself, I need the meal too 😭

he's been fussing over a song and is messing around behind the board trying to perfect some different pieces, while you've been happily chatting away with eddie the whole time. well, more fairly, you could feel billy had been getting tense and snappier so you'd decided to give him some space to do his thing, by talking to eddie. mindless jokes and chattering until billy can't focus on what he was doing, he just hears your voice, your laugh. and he knows it should be him instead, he shouldn't have been to tense with you because this is making him decidedly more tense. especially since anyone with eyes can tell they eddie has a thing for you and is buttering you up. soon enough he's nixing everything he was working on to go over to you and eddie, pulling you in by the waist so his arms are wrapped around you and his mouth is right by your ear.

"hi, baby."

you're turning around to face him, but he's still got you in his arms. "hi billy, you figured everything out?"

he's suddenly kissing you, "couldn't, how am I expected too when my girl is standing right here? could only think about how fucking great you felt last night and all your little noises"

you can feel your face heating up as you playfully shove at him, laughing, "we can recreate that ever you want" and he's groping your ass, totally giving smug looks to eddie who is rolling his eyes into oblivion.

OR

times when you and eddie are just watching tv on the couch, he's got his arm over the back of it and you're nestled into his side. and billy gets so annoyed so he comes up with any reason to tear the two of you apart. whether it's also sitting on the couch and saying, "c'mere baby" and making out with you while you're on his lap

or like completely interrupting what you were watching or talking to eddie about because he needs your attention more. "hey, baby, got something I wanted to run past you"

"do you mind?" eddie is asking, knowing exactly what billy is trying to do and will succeed at if given the chance. billy is just frowning back before you're standing up. (after you've elbowed eddie in the side ofc)

"yeah of course, you can" and because he's feeling obnoxious, he's sitting down in the middle of the living room to sing this song he's been working on about you. eddie awkwardly gets up at one point and is just mulling around, drinking a cup of water and trying not to roll his eyes too much.

meanwhile you're just lovestruck by his words and voice, the face that he's writing something about you.

I imagine this being his everywhere by fleetwood mac type song because we know this man be expressing his love through songs rather than admitting to them quite yet, because that's scary.

"you know I'm proud and I can't get the words out. oh I, I wanna be with you everywhere"

#wanda 💋 #billy dunne x reader angst #billy dunne angst #billy dunne #billy dunne x reader #eddie roundtree #djats x reader #nomorespaghetti

[capturethechaos]

Masterlist

Request - hammering on their neighbor's door to make them turn off the music since it's 3 am | “call me when you get home, so i know you’re safe.”

Words - 1.7k

Warnings - Jake is a bit of a jackass, but other than that it's pure fluff ♡

You had stopped wishing for silence.

There was no use in praying for quiet to come.

The last couple hours had been hell. While you were getting ready for bed, you didn’t mind the sound, but as you tucked in beneath your comforter, all you could focus on was the obnoxiously loud music coming from the other side of your bedroom wall.

The twins.

You had been living next to the twins for just under a year. In that time, you had come to enjoy their company. They were always kind when you passed one another in the hall, they offered to help move your new couch into your apartment for you a couple weeks after you moved in, they were nice enough guys. The only issue is that, while the three of you all seemed to be night owls, the twins could be a little less aware of how loud they get in the wee hours of the morning.  

It was a blind quest, reaching across your bed sheets until your fingers found the cool surface of your bedside table, and helplessly moving your hand around until you found your phone. It took a few seconds to unlock, and a few more for you to scroll through your texts to find a specific contact.

It had been about a week since the last time you had texted Josh, but you couldn’t help but smile at the last text you had received from him.

You spent the next minute slowly typing out a message, unsure of whether or not he was even awake as you pressed send.

It was like waiting for a storm to pass. Simply laying in bed staring at your ceiling and waiting for the loud noise to quiet so that you could finally rest… but as you watched fifteen minutes pass, you reached the breaking point of your patience. Your body ached to finally relax, tensing in retaliation as you slid out from beneath your blankets.

You took a moment to appreciate how much quieter it was as you stepped out into the apartment hallway, a few more walls dampening the sound of his music, before making the short trip to his front door and banging on in loud enough for him to hear it over his music. Your irritability had reached a peak, and as you lifted your fist to bang on the door again, you heard the lock click, and it slowly opened.

It seemed each of you was surprised by the other's appearance. Very rarely did you see Jake in what you had deemed ‘normal person clothes’ also known as a tee shirt and sweatpants, or jeans. Usually he was sauntering around wearing linen pants and a button up shirt that would have maybe two buttons done up. The slow roll of his tongue over his bottom lip as his eyes drank in your appearance not only gave you an inkling of what was passing through his head in that moment, but also brought your attention to the fact that you were not, in fact, wearing a bra beneath the ratty tee shirt you had worn to bed. You could only thank your past self for choosing to wear shorts to bed.

“Can you, uh…” You watched the way his lips sat in a borderline smug grin, watching you try to form a coherent sentence. “Can you turn your music down, please.”

He hummed, leaning against the doorframe and locking his gaze with your own. “And why would I do that?”

Your eyes rolled, and a yawn pushed its way out of you. “Because it's three am, and I would like to go to sleep.”

“Well then, by all means.” Jake leaned forward a bit, gesturing back towards the door of your apartment. “Go to sleep.”

“Are you going to turn down your music?” The question was genuine, and though you were fighting to keep it together, it did come across a tad pleading.

His lips curled into a smirk, “Of course, princess.”

You watched as he slowly lifted his weight from the door and began to slide it shut. Only once you had turned away from the door did he speak again. “Call me when you get home, so I know you’re safe.”

When you turned to glare at him, you were met with the smug expression once again on his face, and before you could say anything he just winked at you and closed the door.

The absence of sound when you returned to your bedroom was a pleasant outcome, and you quickly found yourself curled back beneath the covers of your bed, nuzzling into the cool pillows beneath your head, hearing only the faintest of humming from Jake’s music on the opposite side of the wall. You were freefalling into the depths of sleep, on the very brink of finally falling asleep… until that insignificant hum of music got louder, pulling you away from your relaxed state. Once again, you had to blindly search for your phone, peeling only one eye open to look at your screen as you pulled up Jake's contact and pressed the ‘call’ button. Your one open eye slowly blinked shut as you listened to the dial tone ringing…

Once.

Twice.

“Well hello, princess. Took a while for you to call, I was starting to worry.”

You could hear the smile on his lips from just the way he was speaking, you did not offer the same in response, instead you kept your head pressed into your pillow as you parted your lips to speak. “You said you were going to turn your music down.”

There was an extended beat of silence before he finally replied. “Did I? I thought I imagined that conversation.”

“Would you like me to come bang on your door again? I can't promise I'll be this polite.” Your words may have still been muddled, but your attitude remained clear all the same.

A low chuckle accompanied his words. “Don't threaten me with a good time, princess.”

The conversation fell quiet, and slowly you could hear the volume of his music turning up, both from the speaker of your phone, and the other side of the wall. You had slid out of your bed and walked back out into the apartment hallway before you were aware of what you were doing, and within seconds of your hand smacking against Jake’s front door, he was cracking it open.

It was barely open enough to see him, offering you just a sliver of his profile as he peeked through the open space. “What do you need? I’m in the middle of a very important call.”

You realized then that you had never hung up, and quickly looked down at your phone, disconnecting from the call before allowing a sigh to escape from your lips. “Please, Jake. I beg of you, just turn it down. Tomorrow is my day off and I really wanted to get a good night's sleep.”

He let out a long breathy sigh, a barely audible ‘fuck’ slipping from his lips. Jake pulled the door open, properly standing in front of you and looking you in the eyes. “Sorry... I'll shut it all off, you get some rest.”

You mumbled a quick ‘thanks’ before turning and shuffling back into your apartment. You buried yourself in your comforter one last time, and finally your body succumbed to the need for slumber, pulling you into a deep sleep.

When you finally woke up, you found that Jake had texted you not long after you had gotten into bed for the final time in the early hours of the morning.

Your phone remained unlocked, open on his text for your viewing as you made your way into your bathroom. It stayed open as you brushed your teeth, wondering what he had in mind by ‘let me make it up to you?’... and it was still up as you washed your face, trying to figure out what to say in response.

Eventually you were cleansed, and you decided it was about time to reply.

You caught the moment the message turned from ‘delivered’ to ‘read’, and watched the three little bubbles pop up, then disappear, and pop up again in a repetitive loop for almost the entirety of the time it took for you to put on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt.

It took a moment for your brain to digest the message, the single word response leading to a staggering trail of questions you could ask in return.

You could picture him lounging on their unnecessarily large, but admittedly very comfortable couch, an eyebrow cocked as he awaited your reply.

A breathy laugh escaped you as you walked out of your apartment, taking the short stroll down the hall to his front door and knocking. The door slowly opened, revealing an offended looking Jake standing behind it, already opening his mouth to speak as his eyes lock on your own. “We both know I can cook… you’ve said it yourself that I’m a good cook-”

You nudged your way past him, shuffling into his apartment and making a b-line for the kitchen. He followed close behind bumping into you when you came to a sudden stop at the small island. “I’m the one that made you that lasagna for your birthday, you seemed to enjoy it.”

“Jesus, Jake.” You spun around and slowly placed your hands on his shoulders. “I never doubted that you could make eggs benedict. I’ve just had too many people not know how to make it, so I have a negative bias against homemade eggs benny.”

You watched as Jake let out a deep breath, and his expression quickly switched from pensive to confused. “So no one has ever made you good eggs benedict?”

The shake of your head drew a low whistle from his lips, and he swiftly moved around you, opening the door to his fridge and pulling out ingredients. “I’m gonna change that.”

You made your way around the island, pulling your phone from your pocket as you slid onto a barstool. “Don’t get my hopes up too high, Jake. It’ll just make it hurt more if you end up making really bad eggs benedict.”

You felt your phone buzz as you placed it on the countertop, and as you opened your messages to read the text, Jake chose to speak up. “Get your hopes up as high as you’d like, princess, I’m gonna blow your mind.”

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[tender-rosiey]

𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐓? | gojo x f!reader

| pt 3 | - | pt 4 | — [SERIES MASTERLIST]

ᴀ/ɴ: I had fun writing this part, ahh I hope you like this &lt;3

you checked your outfit and accessories one last time, taking a look at yourself in the mirror. taking a deep breath, you open the door and head out; honestly, you weren’t expecting him to be there.

gojo always had a tendency to be late so imagine your shock when he’s outside, leaning on his very expensive car. he was also playing around with his keys until he finally turned to you, “hey y/n! didn’t think you would—“ ,and he falters, suddenly struck for a moment before beaming again as he walk towards you, “don’t you look great tonight? what’s the occasion?”

“a stupid snowman was supposed to pick me up today, guess he melted on the way,” and he places his hand on the wall, caging you from one side.

“maybe he melted because of how gorgeous you look, no?” he wiggles his eyebrows.

“flattering is getting you nowhere.”

“yes, ma’am!” he straightened his back as he saluted you.

you sigh, passing by him, “where are we going?”

you see him quickly catching up and opening the door for you. “guess we will just have to find out,” he winks at you before closing the door after you enter and going to the driver’s seat himself. “buckle up, buttercup. i am going to spoil the hell out of you today—“

“just start driving, please.”

he pouts, “you’re no fun!”

and the drive starts, both staying silent for a bit. “so, would you like to go to a park after the dinner?” he speaks up, breaking the silence.

“I don’t know, didn’t you say that you had everything planned out?”

gojo chuckles, “well I can’t make you go to somewhere you don’t like while I am trying to make up things for you.”

though, the air suddenly thickens, “isn’t it just easier for you to leave it all be?” his eyes flicker to you for a mere second and he stays silent for a bit, but for some reason it feels like an eternity.

“‘don’t want you to hate me anymore.”

“does it really matter to you?”

he scoffs, “well, obviously you didn’t notice, but I actually like you.”

“gojo, stop lying,” you glare at him, “the hell do you mean ‘I actually like you’.”

his grip on the steering wheel tightens and you notice, “i was an idiot, shit at showing you anything besides the crap i was throwing. i am trying, okay?”

and you leave it at that; the car stops and you see him put his arms around your seat as he looks back to park, “you don’t use the camera?”

“no, it’s better like this. plus, i get to flex my muscles,” and his face has a smug grin plastered on it.

you roll your eyes, poking his bicep, “it’s average at best; i have seen better, sturdier and stronger. you should learn from nanami.”

so he snaps his head to you after he finally parks and yells, obnoxiously loud, “YOU THINK HE’S STRONGER THAN ME?”

hands risen in defense, you speak up, “can’t blame me; that man is like a boulder. a hot boulder too, and husband material.”

and he gets out of the car, once again insisting on opening the door for you, “i am husband material as well!”

you eye him up and down and just go “eh.”

he holds your hand as he whines, quickly brushing off the look on your face, “i am obviously the best husband, even my shirt is husband material.”

“please don’t ever say that ever again.”

“then how about I roar and bark for you?”

“that’s just crazy and—“

“hello, welcome to our restaurant,” the waiter bows down, cutting you off, “reservation with whose name?”

“gojo satoru,” and said man smirks looking at you.

the waiter nods with a smile, “please follow me,” and you do, then you are met with a very extravagant sight, “enjoy your meal.”

you’re left alone with gojo, “close your mouth, sugar. you might just let a fly come in,” you’re left alone with gojo…ew.

“do you like it?” he asks.

you look around, chandeliers hanging everywhere, portraits and what not on the walls, candles, and a table surrounded by roses.

your gaze lands on him, “isn’t this a bit too much?” and he laughs, just patting your shoulder.

“nothing is too much when it comes to you.”

the two of you sit down and slowly it dawns on you, you notice just how much gojo has matured; he looks more radiant and more elegant in way. he also doesn’t seem as rude and stupid as before.

maybe it’s just the way the lighting is doing its magic.

“do you have anything to talk about?” you speak after getting out of your trance.

he holds the cup, swirling the liquid inside of it before his eyes land on you, “what’s your favorite color?”

you chuckle, kind of confused at the same time, “you have the chance to ask me any question, and that’s what you ask?“

“we’re starting all over again; think of this as our first meeting,” he places the cup down, “hey, gorgeous; i am gojo satoru, and you?”

“are you serious?”

“yup, million percent.”

“ugh, i am y/n l/n; i hate a guy called gojo satoru,” you smirk.

he flutters his eyelashes, putting his hand on his mouth, “omg girl, me too! he is awful! totally not slaying; he didn’t pass the vibe,” and for some reason he is speaking in a rather high pitched voice.

you can’t help the smile that threatens to replace your smirk, “right? didn’t think he would still talk to me?”

“you didn’t hear? he’s been talking about you every single day! ‘bet that he’s whipped!”

your conversation with your “gal” continues for a good while, “doubt it, that guy is anything but ‘I am here to stay’ kind of guy.”

his voice returns to its normal pitch, “don’t think he would stay for you?” maybe a little lower.

you quirk a brow, “he never did.”

that caused him to pout and start to whine, “y/nnnnn!” which makes you chuckle, maybe it would be easier than you thought, being able to finally get rid of your hatred that is.

“you’re really pretty when you smile,” he says, smoothly stuffing your mouth with dessert before you can respond, “tastes good, right?”

what a cheeky bastard.

he suddenly stands up, “well! we have another destination to go to!”

you raise your brow, “the park?” and he nods before taking your hand into his.

“you’re okay with this, right?” he murmurs while looking you in the eye, signaling to your intertwined hands, and you slowly nod making a small smile appear on his lips.

not too late, you’re already at the park. you notice it’s actually the one you’ve been telling shoko about, and you look at gojo who, for some reason, is avoiding your gaze.

“the sunset looks really pretty, today; did you plan that we would be here exactly at this time?” you inquire.

a smug look takes over his face, “obviously, nothing goes past me.”

you only hear your footsteps and the gentle swaying of the leaves in the trees; you close your eyes to cherish the feeling of the tender wind on your face.

you were completely oblivious to the look he was giving you. a look of adoration? maybe regret? a mix of both? just what swims in those beautiful blue orbs? guilt? those eyes that snap back to the sky now with a moon and sprinkled with stars before yours flutter open.

“you’re content, yet?” he asks gently and you look at him.

“are you bored?” you ask in return.

he rubs his neck, “not really, I could go on forever if you want.”

you chuckle lightly, “aren’t you going overboard?” he shrugs and you conclude, “I think it’s time to go back home.”

he blinks for a moment then bursts out laughing, “sure! let’s go back.”

and so you are in front of the door of your house, strongly holding onto the shoulders of the man in front of you from the impact. you smack his shoulder lightly, “don’t teleport out of nowhere!” so you stumble back as you realize that you were holding onto him, “so uh,” you trip over your words, “today was okay, I guess.”

he tilts his head, a stupid smile plastered over his pretty face, “I will work with that, and I know it will take more than just that to make you to forgive me.”

you avert your eyes, nodding gently, and he laughs once again, “I will see you in the school tomorrow then?”

“yeah.”

“goodnight.”

“…goodnight.”

you awkwardly open the door, looking at him before closing it, and sliding down the door. you murmur, “what is wrong with me?”

gojo, who’s on the opposite side of the door, takes his glasses off and runs a hand through his hair, “what the hell is this?”

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[lexxiisstuff]

𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐢

Warning: none.

Academic Rivals AU but he's been pining for years.

**********

"Come on y/n I just need the answer to question two" You rolled your eyes playfully at your best friend, Akira and slid your Economic notes over to her.

"You really should attempt this exercise on your own yunno. How will you ever get better if you don't try to do them yourself" You grabbed a pencil and began jotting down notes on the new section and Akira scoffed.

"Listen here smarty pants not all of us are intellectually gifted like some in our class" Her eyes went to you and drifted lightly over Tsukishima who was seated far left of the lecture hall. His blank bored expression clear as day. You glared at her

"I hope you're not actually complimenting Satan's spawn over there because I'll be very disappointed in you" You said harshly.

You and Tsukishima had been in the same class the whole of high school and were now sharing three classes in your first year of University. To say you disliked him would be an understatement. You loathed him. He was obnoxious, rude and arrogant not to mention exceptionally smart. You couldn't remember how many times you had battled it out with him for first in the grade. He'd won majority, but on the few times you did beat him nothing was sweeter.

"You two really need to hug out all this animosity" Akira said shrugging "you've been at this since high school"

You were about to respond but the professor began to hand out last weeks essays. You smiled at the large bolded 94% above your name. You hadn't expected to do so well considering economics wasn't your strong point. You watched Tsukishima take his paper and frown at the grade. You smirked lightly. He wasn't the greatest in economics either.

When class finally ended Akira asked you to meet in the dining hall a bit later because she had to talk to her advisor. You nodded smiling and walked out of the lecture hall.

"Y/n!" You froze at the sound of your name behind you. Maybe if you continued walking he wouldn't see you. You took another step cautiously but Tsukishima was unfortunately next to you a second later "What's the rush?"

"What do you want Tsukishima?" You said continuing your walk along campus. The tall blond matched your stride easily and you glared up at him.

"Just curious as how you did on the Eco Essay" He said adjusting his glasses. You thought it was kind of endearing actually. Endearing??? You shook the odd thought away.

"None of your business" You muttered

"Did you flunk? There's nothing to be ashamed of. Economics is hard" You glanced at him skeptically and stopped walking.

"Did you flunk?" You whispered it like it was some sort of crazy conspiracy and Tsukishima snorted.

"Don't be an idiot" He lifted his paper to flash the bright red 97% and it was your turn to frown.

"Good for you Tsukishima" You said and began to walk again. This time alot faster.

"Come on are you seriously not going to tell me how much you got?" He said and you sighed. He wouldn't quit if you didn't. You handed him your paper and watched him smirk. Smug bastard.

"What a shame" He tsked and you snatched your paper back.

"Whatever. Can you go away now I have things to do and your presence slows me down" You mumbled

"Aww am I your distraction?"

"More like a nuisance" You heard his laughter as you entered the dorm building and hated the small smile that twitched at your lips.

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"I hate parties" You pouted as Akira held your hand maneuvering you both through the masses of people. The dress you were wearing was one that was slightly out of your comfort zone but still you enough that you weren't insecure but the hills Akira had shoved you in were slowly damaging your feet.

"You've said that four times and it's only been 10 minutes. Come on loosen up. You only live once" She grabbed two cups of beer and handed you one.

"That's what they say in every idiotic teenage movie where the protagonist is about to do something stupid" You sipped the beer slowly and cringed. Cheap beer was not good. Ever.

"Akira! Hey come play with us" You saw a good looking boy call her over to the beer pong table and she glanced at you hesitantly.

"Go" You said smiling.

"Nah I don't want to leave you"

"I'll be fine Akira. I don't need a babysitter. Have fun" she bit her lip.

"Alright but only one game. Call me if you need anything. Anything at all okay" You nodded watching her drift towards the boys. You wish you had that type of energy. The kind people were drawn to.

You made your way through the large house towards the kitchen. Only a few people were in there. You leaned against the wall filling your empty glass and taking a hesitant sip.

"Well hello there Cutie" You glanced up at the short dark haired boy and tensed. Was he talking to you?

"Um hi?" He was a boy from your English lecture and he was known for having terrible grades and an even worse reputation. You glanced towards the exit. Maybe you should run.

"Having fun" He leaned towards you caging you between him and the counter and you trembled. He was definitely wasted

"I have a boyfriend" You nearly shouted. The boy only chuckled.

"Oh yeah? Where is he?" He leaned closer and you shrank away. If push came to shove you could punch him. Maybe kick him. You were thinking of the best way to defend yourself when you saw the tall figure behind the boy.

"Get the fuck away from her. Right now" Tsukishima growled threatingly. You glanced up. His jaw was clenched his eyes were dark and you'd never been more relieved to see him.

The brunette stepped away holding his hands up in surrender "Sorry man. Thought she was single"

"She's not so fuck off." The boy scampered away from you and you leaned back closing your eyes with a small sigh.

"You okay?" You looked up to a concerned Tsukishima and nodded slightly.

"I hate parties" You whispered

"As do I." He approached you slowly as if not to scare you off and you stood still. Weirdly you didn't tense or freeze but willed him forward. "Why come?"

"I though it would be fun" You mumbled sadly. "I wanted to do something different other than reading Austen and watching reruns of criminal minds on a Friday "

"Then read Wilde and watch reruns of X-Files but you don't have to make yourself uncomfortable. You hated parties since high school" You stared at him.

"How do you know?"

"Because I went to every one in hopes you'd be there" He muttered quietly. Before you could answer he stretched out a hand "Message Akira. Tell her I'm walking you home"

"How do you know I came with Akira?"

"Because I know you. If you're doing something out of your comfort zone there's a high chance Akira is lurking somewhere" You couldn't help the smile you gave him. Maybe he did know you. You pulled out your phone and sent a text to your best friend.

Tsukishima led you out of the house and all the while kept a strong hand on your lower back. You flushed lightly at the feeling of him touching you. God this was crazy. Tsukishima and you could barely stand each other and yet here you are seeking refuge in him.

"Thanks Kei" You mumbled softly when you finally made it out of the house and onto the sidewalk. He stumbled lightly.

"You've never called me that before" He looked at you and gulped anxiously. You were so beautiful he thought. Like something written out of a story about princesses and fairies. He never felt as angry as he did tonight watching that asshole hassle you. He watched you rub your arms awkwardly and tried not to smile. God he wanted to hold you. He wanted to take you into his arms and give you all the comfort he could offer. Maybe someday you'd let him.

"I think after tonight I deserve to call you that no?" You grinned playfully and he nudged you rolling his eyes.

"You can call me whatever you'd like y/n" His voice was soft, gentle almost tender and you felt a flutter inhibit your chest. What was happening?

The two of you made your way down the campus walkway. It was a 10 minute walk to your dorm. Tsukishima watched you waddle in your heels and grinned. "Would you like some help?"

"Unless you're offering to swap shoes I don't think you can help." You muttered uncomfortably.

"Wait here" He instructed and dashed off. You stood staring at light post in contemplation. Kei arrived five minutes later with a pair of sandals he bought from the schools merchandise in his hand. You giggled incredulously.

"Take off your heels" You slipped them off and shoved your feet into the sandals. They fit perfectly.

"How'd you know my shoe size?"

"Years of observation" You leaned down to grab the heels but he beat you to it grabbing them before you could

"I got it" He walked with your heels dangling from his left hand the other he pressed firmly against your back.

"Why are you being so nice to me tonight" you asked because you couldn't help it.

"I don't know." He said quietly "I'm tired of being at odds with you"

"You really think we can be friends?" You asked curiously.

"No. Because I don't want to be your friend either" He looked away nervously.

"Okay then what do you want Tsukishima?"

"Everything" He muttered

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Ahh I just love pining don't you?? I think I wanna do a part 2 lemme know what you guys think!!!

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[emmyrosee]

Emmy I just thought about motorcycle man samu in the tight sports leathers and helmet and I’m literally (s)creaming so bad rn. Imagine him with a strong but still soft body all wrapped up in those tight outfits. He’s an upperclassmen in your college and an occasional costumer at the small noodle shop you work at on your days off. The first time you meet him was brief and you don’t actually know it was him. To be fair you were rushing to a lab you were late for and you weren’t looking where you were going -honestly though, how can you miss a man so deliciously big as him?- he had just stepped off his bike right into your path and now you’re face first into his tits with your books scattered on the ground (this is sounding suspiciously similar to the piece you did for college Samu IT WAS SO GOOD EMMY PLS MORE). The next time you meet him he’s leaning against the wall in your living room waiting for your roommate to lend him some notes from a lecture he missed. He has his helmet off this time but he’s still all decked out in his motorcycling outfit and you don’t normally stare but it is genuinely a crime for him to look that good. You stumble out a quick hi before darting to the fridge to get some water and a snack and the whole time you can feel his eyes on you (I don’t know where to go from here but GOD I just want this man to be so smug about himself and wrap my arms around him while riding on the back of his motorcycle. Pls I would literally let him do anything to me) -pip anon

COLLEGE OSAMU MY BELOVED I MISS HIM SO MUCH HES SO DELICIOUS

Also my former mechanic/mechanic k1nk really comes through so I am sorry for any sin you might see PFFFF- also this isn’t what you asked for but I make the rules so-

But unlike his brother, Osamu is just not into the sport life anymore. He’s still bulked up and muscle, hell he is still Atsumu’s brother, but there’s no volleyball in his blood anymore. He turns himself into a love for working with his hands, and the minute he lands his eyes on a pretty motorcycle for cheap- just needed some touch ups with the spark plugs and ignition, there was no way it wasn’t meant to be.

And he pimps it out good.

It’s hot, he’s hot with it, it makes the ladies sweat and men intimidated, he’s always working on it outside of classes and he always takes it on a first date to make anyone behind him squeak and hold onto him tight.

You hate him and that stupid bike.

He’s so ridiculous with it, it’s so goddamned loud every morning, when he rolls up to the small shop you work at- who cares if the nice old couple who owns the store loves the bike and sends him on little errands, it’s obnoxious, and it causes major backups in your line from people staring.

(It definitely doesn’t do that, people just stop and look because they’re interested in the beautiful metal. But that’s not the point, okay, it’s obnoxious.)

You wouldn’t even care, okay, if he wasn’t so obvious about owning the bike. It’s his personality trait at this point; one time, when you were making a mad dash to your class, you literally ran into Osamu, who’s built like a damn house, and he sent you flailing back onto the curb. His helmet and keys clanged down next to you, and at first he looked at the helmet, then he looks at you.

A flurry of apologies came out from his lips, accompanied by an offer to give you a ride, but your scraped palms and sore tailbone caused tears of frustration to well in your eyes, and you shoved him away with a bark.

You hated the motorcycle. And you hated how much he cared for it. It’s a piece of metal, why does anyone love it sooooo much?

It doesn’t help that every Tuesday, you come back to your apartment, your home, your safe space, and the damned hunk of junk is parked, because one of your roommate’s is best friends with Osamu (actually, it’s your roommate’s boyfriend’s bestie, which makes it even worse bc he doesn’t even live with you-) and he comes by to catch up on some notes; that ugly ass helmet with corny ass gold embossing just sits on the table that you eat at, mocking you.

You grumble, slip your backpack off and stomp to your bedroom to get away from the smell of gasoline and sweat and absolutely flowing testosterone.

You’re in the middle of your pity party when there’s a knock on your door, and when you answer it, there’s a fuckin’ barn standing in your doorframe, that horrendous smirk on his face.

“Hey sunshine,” that stupid slight accent drawls, and you snarl. “Gonna run to your noodle bar, you hungry?”

“I’m there every other day, I’m more than fine.”

“Shame,” he sighs dramatically. “Only reason I go everyday is to see you.”

“Get OUT!” You bark, grabbing a pillow and swinging it at him, but before you can hit him with it, he’s laughing and slammed the door shut for protection.

“And don’t ever go out of your way to see me, you freak!”

Spoiler- he does continue to go out of his way to see you.

Granted, you never saw it like that, it was more him flexing off his motorcycle than anything else, but now with the idea he was doing it to see you makes you even more shy around him. You can’t meet his eyes as easy, when he makes an innuendous comment, your cheeks get embarrassingly hot, and god, those fucking compression shirts he wears because of how long he rides starts to drive you up the wall.

Stupid shaggy hair and stupid big muscles and stupid cocky smirk and stupid arms that could easily scoop and pin you to the wall and stupid lips that could mark the deepest of hickeys on your neck.

God damn it.

You hate stupid sexy Osamu and his stupid sexy bike.

The one sliver you’re able to get away from it is when you’re locking up the shop for the night, no sight of anyone for the last hour and a half, and despite the hot broth it’s too cold to walk into the shop, and it’s a time of peace.

Well- at least until you hear the reviving of an engine behind you.

“Hey,” he smirks. “You need a ride? Dangerous for you to be walkin’ ‘round out here alone.”

“Are you stalking me, you freak?”

“No,” he shrugs. “But roomie told me you got out at 10. This is me picking you up to drive you back to your place.”

You scoff as you cross your arms, “I’ve walked this route plenty of times by myself. I can handle it tonight too.”

“Wasn’t a question, doll.” He reaches behind him for the rear compartment’s helmet, shoving it towards you for you to put on. “I’m driving you back.” He gives you a playfully cock of his head and pokes his tongue in his cheek, “what would I do if somethin’ happened to you?”

You cock your brow, “you practically shoved me on the concrete a few months back and you checked on your precious helmet first; you don’t give a shit what happens to me.”

“You’re still on that?” He sighs, taking off his helmet to make direct eye contact with you. “I told you I’m sorry, I heard the loud noise before I heard you. You know I’d never fuck around if you were hurt.”

“I was hurt. I couldn’t write notes for three days.”

His brow cocks cheekily and he gives you a cocky shrug, “well then next time I’ll be a little more gentle with ya, hm?”

Your cheeks flush and your hands ball into fists, trying to ward off the clamminess. Your little heart pounds, and with those giant grey peepers looking you up and down, you hate the way the dynamic shifts. “You’re such a fucking-“ you let a shaky exhale out of your nose. “Fine. Take me home.”

“With pleasure,” he purrs, letting you put on your helmet and swing a leg over the back of his motorcycle. A gasp slips through your lips as your hips shift to try and get comfortable behind him, but it’s taller and it looks and wide enough for his massive legs to stretch over but not necessarily yours, and for fucks sake how does he deal with these vi-fucking-brations-

“Hold on tight,” he calls behind to you, revving the engine once, twice, and a third before he feels your arms cling tight around him. You practically hear the smirk in his voice when he chuckles:

“I like to go fast, babe.”

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[emperornapoleon-and-i]

Hello, my most wonderful Napoleonic family! I strongly apologise for not being so active on 'Tumblr' as far as my personal posts are concerned, but I believe that this is my first piece of serious writing on this particular 'blog'... As far as you know, my love for Emperor Napoleon surpasses all possible words and facts and the Universe combined... I have adored him since I was twelve years old and I can feel his presence every day.

            Therefore, once the first official trailer of the "Napoleon" movie was launched, I vowed to our beloved Emperor that I would not go to the cinema to see it. However, when I saw the huge promotional poster of this film at the cinema that is located within the mall where I usually go to buy hay for my bunnies, I began thinking about a different plan. 

            I was so anxious not to break my initial promise to His Majesty, so I asked him for a sign that could guide me towards the possibility of seeing the movie. So, my Mother came by to pick me up from my French tuition class on Wednesday. It was noon and she told me that all of a sudden, the radio in the car turned itself on and the volume level jumped to the 12th level. She confirmed the fact that she had shut it down after she parked the vehicle. I smiled widely and I told her: 'It was the Emperor! He really wants us to see the movie and write an honest review!". So, my Mommy and I went to the cinema this evening. God Allowed the sun to take a peek outside this afternoon as well, so I knew that He also Told me to go ahead and find my way to the cinema.

            Alrighty... *Holding the Emperor's hand tightly*. Here we go... My review is going to be very long and I am going to bash Sir Scotty 'Snotty' a lot, as well as the actors. There will be 'SPOILERS!' 🥸🤯, so if you want to see the movie, you may stop here and read my post after watching it.

           First and foremost, the beginning is so ambiguous and grotesque. I mean, who takes pleasure into watching someone get guillotined (it was Marie Antoinette in this case) and treated so disrespectfully after dying? I mean, come on... Scotty could have started the movie with our beloved Napoleone at school, when he came to France for the first time... Grrr... *Facepalm*.

 

           Then, Joaquin... Good Lord... I have nothing against you, my friend, but your portrayal of Emperor Napoleon does not exist. Where is his strong voice, combined with his Napoleonic genius, unique charisma, perfect handsomeness and intense power? I just wanted to see EMPEROR NAPOLEON as if he was there with me, but all that I noticed was a tired figure with a weird Joker laugh and a ton of faint mumbles and erratic moves... That is not my Emperor... He is super brave. And he certainly organizes everyone and gets involved in everything. And Scotty, old bro... What have you done to our Emperor's image? You purposely chopped his magnificent life and superb personality into this flimsy visual magazine that is littered with lies and inaccuracy. You failed miserably by ignoring his golden heart, immense kindness and shining beauty... He is the perfect Emperor who sacrificed everything and this masquerade is more than disappointing. This is a living nightmare.

         Oh, and Vanessa... Girl, you may be pretty and talented, but Empress Josephine is nowhere to be seen. Eugéne and Hortense are really cute, but your voice... Again... Our Sweetest Empress is the epitome of grace and sensitivity. You are just cosplaying an imaginary princess with a smug attitude. I just want to hug Joséphine right now. She deserves so many special things. And what is wrong with the portrayal of the deep and passionate relationship between Emperor Napoleon and His Josephine? There is not a milligram of truth there. I felt so embarrassed and disgusted that I simply could not look at those shameful and obnoxious scenes... I closed my eyes and I begged the Imperial couple for forgiveness. This is truly outrageous... Emperor Napoleon has so much love and tenderness for his one and only Joséphine... I felt so sick seeing how you betrayed them, Scotty old bore. Yer British mentality really made a mess. And you have no idea about the Napoleonic era. Barras looks like a bartender, Talleyrand seems to have food poisoning and Fouché is scared of himself.

            The uniforms may look good, but the actors do not do them justice. The battle scenes are riddled with chaos, cheap 'fanfiction' imagination and useless noise... The Emperor is a genius, but Joaquin decided to daydream and sleep with his eyes open. The real Napoleon speaks with so much strength and confidence, but Phoenix sounds like his lungs hurt. The divorce scene is a disgrace. And why is it in 1807?! Emperor Napoleon and Empress Josephine suffered so much in 1809 and I can picture them in bed, one night before Joséphine's departure, crying in each other's arms... How could you allow that psychotic mockery to unfold? Joaquin really needs therapy and Vanessa... Why are you chuckling like a senseless doll? Moreover, the coronation is so rushed and fake... Nobody felt anything in this movie. And the " Coup D'État " was a disgusting 'Halloween' party with rowdy teens... I feel so sorry and immensely sad for Emperor Napoleon and Josephine... Horrifying...

              Marie Louise and François (The King Of Rome) barely appear and Joaquin acts the last battles as if he is really not there or he charges around aimlessly... Boy... I am so enraged... The "Campaign Of France" is nowhere to be seen, the Emperor's triumphal return from the Island Of Elba is so faint and feeble, Wellington looks like a grumpy janitor with a fowl mouth when he spoke about the Emperor (I pictured Emperor Napoléon yelling at him and striking him with his riding whip) and the only thing that gave me some enjoyment was when the ugly Duke hit his head while he was walking through 'Bellerophon'... Man, and it felt so devastating when they were calling Napoleon "Emperor" instead of "Sire" or "Your Majesty"... What is this?!

              I am beyond disappointed... This "movie" is a gruesome insult to the Greatest Emperor Napoleon... Riddle Snot has ruined an amazing potential by employing tired and clueless actors to play the most amazing Imperial family in the whole Universe. Sir Andrew Roberts deserves a " Pulitzer " for that article and I wish he directed a movie about the Emperor by casting Aneurin Barnard (he truly resembles the Emperor to a great extent and he is super passionate about his roles - " Interlude In Prague " is a wonderful example)... I apologise to the Emperor for the horrible mess Scott made... Joaquin was just playing his weird Joker 'fanfiction', whining, laughing, mumbling and sleeping... All I want to do is hug Emperor Napoleon so tight and give him a kiss... He deserves the best!

  

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[chrrywon]

BY MY SIDE 💌 yeonjun x gn!reader

desc. blind dates were nothing new to you and most certainly not the types of people you've encountered on said dates. when one of your friends set you up on a blind date for valentines, you were hopeful for a good outcome. while you didn't get what you were hoping for from your date, yeonjun swoops in to save the day.

(alt: ur blind date is awful but thankfully yeonjun's in love with u.)

includes. fluff, yeonjun is lowkey jealous but not in a toxic way, soft jun <3, y/n's a little oblivious tbh, poor grammar LOL

warnings. mentions of food, like one cuss word

word count. 1.6k

a/n. yes, valentines day was yesterday, yes i am still gonna post valentines content. i honestly could not choose a concept to write for yeonjun at ALL but i was listening to this song and the words just poured out of me. likes, reblogs and comments are appreciated~ hope u enjoy :D

You didn't know why you agreed to go on this blind date, but what you do know is that you regret it. This was the nth time your date bragged about his multitude of achievements as if it would make you fall for him.

Faking reactions drained you, especially since his stories weren't relatable in the slightest; he was just another rich and obnoxious person. The date was going terribly, to say the least, but you're getting free food out of it so a little acting didn't hurt.

The waitress assigned to your table arrived with the food trolley and you gawk at how delicious the food looked. Surprisingly it had only taken around 30 minutes for your food to arrive. This was impressive considering how booked the restaurant was.

Quick service, you thought to yourself.

"These people take forever to bring food," your date scoffs once the waitress was out of earshot. 

You raise your brow before twirling your pasta with a fork. The restaurant was no fast food place so a wait time should've been expected. You rightfully assumed he was used to getting everything served as soon as he asked for it.

"I thought it was pretty quick," you shrug. "Not many places are as fast as this."

He sneered slightly as he poked at his steak. "I guess."

The rest of the date was silent as you two ate your food, lost in your thoughts. You were glad for the quiet but judging the look on your date's face, he was pissed about something. Fortunately for you, your food was too good to mind his shift in behavior.

Once you finished eating, the waitress came back to clean up the dishes and handed the bill to your date. He fished out a black card from his pocket with a smug look before placing it into the check presenter.

Cocky bastard, you rolled your eyes internally.

Once he got his card back, you gather your stuff and make your way out of the booth with your date following right behind. He was a very good-looking guy, so it was a shame how terrible his personality was.

"I had fun," he said as he slips his arms into his navy blue blazer. "We should do this again some time."

Your stomach twisted in guilt. Rejecting people was not your thing, so the thought of it made your heart heavy. But it's better to save yourself time than to put up with another date like this one.

"I'm sorry, but I'm just not feeling it," you slightly grimaced as soon as the words left your mouth. The smile on his face immediately dropped and he scoffed loudly. He placed his hands in his pants pockets with an offended expression.

"Fine, whatever. Good luck getting a ride home," he stormed off. 

You let out the breath you've been holding and a wave of relief washes over you. Surprisingly, you felt thankful since his reaction could've been way worse. However, the sudden realization that you've just been deserted hit you. You fished out your phone in hopes of getting an Uber until you saw the messages you had missed.

Beomgyu

Yeonjun's been scolding Soobin for setting you up on that date LOL

Don't listen to him, have a great time!

(Sent - 9:43)

Yeonjun

Ur date looks like a douchebag

Have fun though

(Sent - 9:55)

You chuckle lightly before hitting the call button next to Beomgyu's name. The line rang for a short while before a loud voice made you move your phone from your ear in surprise.

"____!" You heard Beomgyu clasp his hands from the other side. "Did it go well?"

"It could've been better," you sighed. "He left me here cause I rejected him. Don't tell Yeonjun, but he was a total snob."

There was a pause. You check to see if the line disconnected but were only greeted by the call screen on your phone. "Hello?" You spoke to make sure he was still there.

"You rejected him?" A curious voice asked and you instantly recognized it as Yeonjun's. You could practically hear the smug smile on his face. He was the only one not rooting for your date to go well, so you knew was feeling cocky about it. His intuition was usually right, but you were desperate to prove him wrong.

"Hi Yeonjun," you mocked his voice. "I already know what you're gonna say. And you were right," you sighed in defeat. The gloating was unavoidable as he's known to never let it go whenever he's right.

"I told you! Guys like him are no good. Just rich assholes who think they can get their way every time."

You snort before nodding your head in agreement even though he couldn't see you. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. But I need a ride. Can you come get me?"

There was another pause and you tapped your shoes on the pavement waiting for a response.

"Send the address. I'll be there as fast as I can."

-

After about 20 minutes, you look out the window and spot the familiar black Genesis sedan slowing down to a stop next to the sidewalk. A smile forms on your face as soon as you step foot outside the restaurant. The window rolls down and Yeonjun peeks his head from the driver's side.

"Uber for ____?" Though his voice was serious, you could see the ghost of a mischievous smile on his lips. You chuckle lightly before opening the car door.

"Yes, that is I," you go along with his joke. As soon as you sat down your nostrils were filled with the scent of the woody sage smell that always radiated off of Yeonjun. He tapped his index on the wheel to the rhythm of the RnB song playing through his speaker. From the corner of your eye, you could see how he attentively watched you put on your seatbelt with a slight smile on his lips.

"So about your date," he turned his attention to the front and began driving once he heard the click of the seatbelt. A snicker escapes his mouth at the immediate groan that left your mouth. He intended to annoy you and you knew that too.

You roll your eyes. "This was the worst yet. He didn't even try to be subtle about it. Like I was so close to falling asleep when he was explaining how much he earns."

Yeonjun laughed at your complaining. He sat and listened to you rant for a bit until you were tired recalling your experience. 

He smiles fondly at you and hummed in thought for a second. "The night's still young. Wanna go for a drive around the city?"

"After the night I've had, I would love that," you sighed as you let your head lie comfortably on the headrest.

After years of knowing Yeonjun, you've never once felt uncomfortable whenever he was around. Looking back at it now, he would always be by your side after any inconvenience, minor or not. Though you knew he was caring for everyone, it still brought you peace of mind.

He turned the volume up and let the music fill the silence that took over. You quietly sang along to songs you recognized and moved your head to the groove of ones you didn't. The last thing you remember is Yeonjun telling you to get a quick nap, to which you protested.

-

When the car came to a stop, you stir awake. It didn't take long for you to realize that somewhere along the ride, you had fallen asleep. Yeonjun lightly tapped your arm, not aware that you had woken up. You wipe at your mouth where the feeling of drool started to become noticeable and look at him.

"____," he spoke softly. "We're here."

He exited the car first and made his way to your side to open your door. You smile lightly at him, still feeling the effects of your nap.

The park was glowing with lamps decorated with fairy lights connecting each parallel. It wasn't surprising that the place would be practically empty considering how late into the night it was. There were a few people around, but not enough to disturb the peaceful air.

"The view here is really pretty at this time of night," Yeonjun explained as you followed him to whichever area he was going. "After this, I'll drop you home and call it a night. You must be tired."

You nodded your head in agreement and sat next to him at the end of the walkway. The bench was facing the horizon and you could see all the building lights of Seoul. You gasp in awe at the scenery, unaware a place like this existed. 

"I can see the company building from here!" You point out the familiar building. "You were right, it is pretty here."

You heard Yeonjun chuckle and turn to look at him. It was only then you notice how effortlessly attractive he looked with his sweatshirt and jeans. You watch as his piercings sway lightly when he turned to pick up something from his side.

"Here."

He handed you a small gift bag and you furrow your brows at him. A stifled laugh erupted from him at your expression. He used his head to signal for you to take it, which you did. "Happy Valentines, ____."

Your skeptical eyes turned into shock when you saw the words Swarovski on a jewelry box. You immediately shook your head in disbelief, nearly shoving the gift bag back into Yeonjun's hands. He was quick to hold your wrist to prevent you from handing it back to him.

"Yeonjun, are you serious?" 

"Just open it," he urged you. You pout slightly before hesitantly opening the box. Inside was an infinity bracelet that you instantly recognize as the one you've been eyeing for weeks. Last time you checked, the bracelet was well over a hundred dollars. 

"If your date had gone well today, I probably would've returned it." Yeonjun laughed wryly. "So take this as a confession."

"You don't have to give me an answer right now. Hell, you don't even have to accept the bracelet right now. I just hope that you'll be able to stay by my side for a long while, if not forever. Just know I'll always be there for you, whether as a friend or a lover."

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can we get more of your feelings about the durge/astarion stuff pretty please?? because i feel SO vindicated after reading your thoughts and am almost resentful of durge/astarion stuff having everyone so "they're made for each other!" and "they're canon!", it feels so invalidating towards tav/astarion. i really don't like durge either; i have one canon character when i play rpgs and dark urge does not fit them in the slightest 😓

if i wanted to put an understanding spin on it, i guess that's the trade off for having your own custom character with a back story you've created, and at least astarion is so incredibly loving towards tav and talks repeatedly about how incredible they are and how much he cares for them. but i do absolutely have SO many created scenarios in my head where my tav breaks down with their own traumas and ptsd, and astarion is there to comfort and help them through it, because god knows we don't get any of that in the actual game 😭 (i hope this made sense omg, i just love your opinions and want to hear them all)

Honestly I am not generally in the business of having too many opinions on things I haven't personally tried or experienced, so what you've seen so far of my opinions on Durge/Astarion is basically the extent of it, and my reasoning for deciding not to try it in the first place.

However, I can offer some further vindication in that I think saying "they're made for each other" or "they're canon" is such a dipshit and factually incorrect take that it's pretty much not worth getting upset over. People can say and think whatever they want, that doesn't always make it true, particularly not when it comes to RPGs that are meant to be played as you want them. People who say this are fundamentally misunderstanding the concept of an RPG, and they're probably stupid, and their opinions aren't worth considering or taking seriously. Or, they're just trying to upset you and they feel smug about their own choices, in which case you should still ignore them.

Like, I hate Ascended Astarion, but I'm not gonna say Spawn Astarion is canon. If I do say it, I will clarify that it's canon for me, because it is, but canon in general? It would be literally, factually untrue. So why would I say that unless I'm wilfully obnoxious and smug about my choices? Or just dumb? Which I am, but not like that.

Iirc Larian encouraged people to play custom origin for their first playthrough, and people did, and most people tried going for Astarion. That means that, statistically, a shitton of people have Tav/Astarion as their main pairing. Why would they encourage this if it's apparently not canon? Why shoot themselves in the foot by offering an apparently inferior experience first?

Also, just because one writer wrote stuff for one character because they had the time to do so, does not make it somehow the definitive answer. It was clearly not intended to be the only romance where Durge gets a specific variation, I doubt Larian would do that, so it's basically an accident, or at least unintentional.

That being said, even if it was intentional, who's to say it's a good thing? Harkening back to my Dragon Age days, I remember people saying that Andrastian human was clearly the intended experience, and the game struggled to accommodate any other race/class. Does that make it canon? Or just bad game design/writing?

Obviously not saying Larian did a bad job, clearly they did a good job if people are going to bat for it this obnoxiously, but the logic is equally flawed.

I do have issues with Durge in general as a concept (mostly cuz I just don't understand the logic behind including it aside from ... previous game fanservice?) but I haven't even graduated from gamer school yet so I won't get into that.

Also, one thing abt Tav I love that Durge misses out on is just the sheer ballsiness and comedy of rocking up to Bhaal's secret temple and killing all his guys and just not even being involved in any of that shit at all. Durge gets all that angst and drama, sure, and Orin is soo important apparently, but she died in two rounds for me. TWO. Imagine being just some fucking guy who fucks up your shit so bad that you have to restart everything. That amuses me to no end.

So ... there's that, lmao.

#bg3 #bg3 spoilers #cazador was a harder fight than orin lmao #all that buildup and then she just fucking croaks #misogyny tbh #but also i thought she was so annoying tbh so it was still fun to kill her #more fun that it was so undignified #like yaas girl go give us nothing #durge: ouhgh ... orin ... my enemy. tav: lmao yeah some rangom crazy bitch i shanked #tbh all the villains in bg3 are kinda mid there i said it #cept for maybe the emperor he can hang