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TOO HOT TO HANDLE.

PART I

Seungmin x reader. (s)

Too Hot To Handle Masterlist

Synopsis: You and Seungmin become contestants in a reality dating show, Too Hot To Handle. (14,6k words)

Author's note: Not much of Seungmin in this part but hope you enjoy it nonetheless :)

YOU: I like my men how I like my drinks, I need to have five of them [laughs] I'm a flirt, even when I'm not flirting, they think I am [bites lips] I hate small talk [groans] I don't want anything serious with anyone. If I wake up in the morning and they're not there, that's great [blows kisses]

-

The weather is good and you're feeling good, when the staff says it's your time to enter the villa, you're ready to go.

The hair and makeup are on point, and the white bikini you're wearing compliments your features and complexion, all of that wouldn't stand out without confidence so you put your best foot forward and walk in confident strides.

Not forgetting to put on your best smile knowing so many pairs of eyes are looking at you as you step into the scene and walk faster as you get excited to meet all of them.

"Hello, hello," you enthusiastically greet and waving your hands at them.

"You guys are so beautiful!" You compliment, hiding your insecurities with a flustered smile.

Once you get close enough, you make a brief eye contact with everyone and start hugging around, introducing yourself to them.

"Oh my God, the eyes," you exclaim as you notice a pair of mesmerizing light brown eyes on a guy.

You're genuinely attracted to those eyes that you can't stop staring at him.

"You have such beautiful eyes," you blurt out without thinking.

He shyly laughs at your indirect compliment, "Thank you!"

You carefully remove the strand of hair caught between your lips before speaking, "What's your name?"

"Elliott," he answers with a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Elliott," you say, offering your hand for a high-five since you already hugged him.

You join the other table, wanting to get to know everyone and get behind a man with a tall figure and long hair like Jesus.

"Oh, my Lord!" You playfully gasp.

The other two people laughing at your pun and when you join them, you can see that he has facial hair too.

"Come and join my disciples," He says.

"Wow. Am I in the right show?" You jokingly say, taking the champagne flute he hands you.

The Jesus twin brother pours the bubbly wine into your glass and puts the bottle back into the bucket of ice.

"I'm Vale," he tells you his name.

"Vale?" You pronounce his name wrong.

"It's short from Valentino," he explains.

"Oh! Vale!" You gasp, finally pronouncing his name right this time.

"I'm Italian," he informs you while tucking a hair behind his ear.

You take a small sip of your wine and smile, "I didn't know Jesus is Italian," you joke again.

He bursts into laughter and you try not to laugh or you'd spit your drink which is not the kind of first impression you plan to make on anyone.

"Oh, look!" You exclaim as you catch another guest arriving at the villa.

She's taking everyone's attention with her beautiful wavy, brown hair that looks and beautiful, rosy cheeks, walking with such elegance like a goddess emerging from the sea.

When she comes your way, you can see the adorable freckles on her nose and you just can't help but say, "Oh, you're such a babe!"

She smiles at your words and leans in for a hug, "Devon!"

"Devon, the babe, got it," you repeat and introduce yourself back.

You're not the only one who's swooned by her English charms, you can see everyone is just as excited to get to know her.

While Louisa is making a toast at the other table, you see the last male guest coming with his shirt flying open, showcasing his sculpted abs.

You're not the type that's crazy about muscles. However, when you see them on someone and they have them in the perfect places, you get a little loopy in the head.

"Blake," he introduces himself to you.

And Blake... oh, not only does he have those muscles in the perfect places, he has this gorgeous brown skin and the plus point is he has tattoos. He sure is driving the girls into a frenzy, meanwhile the boys, they're not that impressed with it.

"They're so hot," A girl next to you whispers and if your memory serves you right, her name is Adriana.

You lowly squeal in response and mutter through your gritted teeth, "I'm drooling."

Now that everyone is here, Vale takes the unopened bottle of wine and pops it open, spraying it at everyone to inaugurate the show.

-

YOU: [Rubs hands together] Let's get it started!

-

There are so many hot options in this villa.

There is Elliott's mesmerizing eyes, Vale's sexy hair, Jeff's tattoos, Tom's big biceps and then there's Blake's body.

God! Blake's body is just so hot, you bet it'll sizzle when you lick it.

"Ooo... sexy!" Adriana gasps as she pushes open the door to the bedroom.

There are ten guests but there are only six beds, well, that's a math problem anyone can easily solve.

"It doesn't make much sound," Tom says after testing the bed by rocking it.

A few laugh at that but you're too busy eyeing the guy you want, throwing flirty glances at Blake as he sits on the end of the bed.

You're very much aware that you're not the only girl having the hots for Blake, you see that Devon has her eyes on him too, well, you're not afraid of a little competition anyway.

After the tour of the villa, the girls are gathering in the dressing room to talk about... well, boys.

"Who do you fancy?" Lili asks, playing with a make-up brush.

"I like Jeff," Adriana is the first one to share her pick out of the sexy bunch.

"Going for the bad boy, huh?" Issa teases, twirling her curls around her index finger.

"What about you, sexy mami?" Adriana asks Devon who happens to sitting next to her.

"Blake," she shortly answers

So your guess is true that Devon is indeed going for Blake and it only means one thing: It's game on.

"He's hot, yeah," Lili approves Devon's pick.

Issa grabs your hand and gently shakes it, sending your bracelets clinking against each other, "How about you?"

Well, you have a man in mind but nothing is permanent yet and there's a lot of time to get to know everyone.

"I don't know," You bend against the vanity table and let Issa play with your hair.

"I don't want to limit myself to just flirting with one guy," you add with a laugh.

The girls are both applauding and chuckling at your honest answer. You realize that you can be competitive when you want to but let's hope it doesn't come to you getting your claws out for a man.

-

YOU: I don't know what I want yet so I can't rule anyone out right now [giggles]

-

The shimmering water of the Caribbean Sea is such a delightful sight, you take a long sigh as you take it all in that you'll be living here for the next 30 days.

Everyone else is either chilling by the pool or starting to mingle with each other or both.

You see Devon is closing in on Blake and it doesn't bother you much, you'll have your chance. You remind yourself that it's a marathon, not a sprint.

Someone comes up to you and joins you in the gazebo, it's the guy with the mesmerizing eyes, Elliott.

"Drinks?" He offers, holding up the drinks in his hands at you.

"Yes, please," you answer, scooting to the side to make some space on the sofa for him.

He hands you one of the drinks to you before sitting down, you both take a little sip of the sugary sweet cocktails.

"This is cute," you comment, stirring the drink with the small umbrella.

"Like you," Elliott teases with a flirty smile.

You giggle in reaction to his words, "You think I'm cute?"

Elliott licks his lips after sipping his drink, "Yeah."

Pulling a trick out of the book, you tilt your head to the side and flutter your eyelids a little.

"And I think you're cute too," you sweetly say, then clink your glass with his.

You have another sip of the cocktail and scrunch your nose when you taste the sour of the lime on the rim of the glass. You catch Elliott staring at you and knowing that he just got caught, he may as well ask, "So, do you fancy anyone?"

With your head still tilted, you do a little look away before looking at him right in the eyes, "Oh, wow, that's a tough question," you pretend to think hard.

Elliott is confidently staring right back into your eyes as he asks another question, "Anyone you want?"

You let out a low chuckle and answer, "I think it's too early to say."

"That's a good answer," he mutters.

Elliott is not taking his eyes away from yours even for a second, his stare is so intense that it makes you nervous. An awkward chuckle escapes your mouth, "Your eyes..."

You look down at your drink and put all of your focus on it instead, "They're making me nervous," you continue.

Elliott triumphantly smiles knowing that his eyes are doing a great job, "I'm just trying to shoot my shot here," he coyly says with a sexy smirk.

You nod and tuck your hair behind your ear, "I understand. You want what you want."

"Mm-hm," he immediately agrees with what you said.

"What I want is right here," he continues, clinking his glass against yours.

Elliott is, physically wise, not your type but he's confident, he has that good chat and he knows how to keep the conversation going.

As the saying goes if at first you don't succeed, then go for your second choice and Elliott would make a great second choice.

-

YOU: Well, if Blake is not going to acknowledge the fact that I'm here then I'm just going to give Elliott a chance.

-

It's loud in the dressing room as everyone comes up with guesses on what actually would happen tonight at the first party of Party In Paradise.

They prepare costumes for everyone to wear for the first party in the villa. The boys are dressed as pirates while the girls are dressed as mermaids and you choose the one adorned with sapphire blue sequins that resemble mermaid scales.

The beach is decorated with properties according to the theme and the drinks are ready so is the music, they're blasting upbeat songs through big speakers.

Everyone is looking hot, they're dancing and drinking, having the time of their life, it indeed feels like a party in paradise.

The good time comes to a halt as Issa initiates a game but it's actually what the staff briefed her earlier about.

"We're going to play X marks the spot," Issa says.

She then pulls lipstick out of the side of the sofa and uses it to make two crosses on each one of her breasts, "These are my best features so you can lick them, bite them, grab them, or even kiss the person if you want," she explains the game.

It's a simple game, with or without marking the spot, everyone knows where to touch or kiss. Issa then walks to the center and stands in front of everyone.

"So who wants a piece of me?" She cutely says while shaking her shoulders.

As everyone is about to hype Issa, Jeff dashes towards her and buries his head between her mounds, rubbing the red lipstick all over his face then plants a hard kiss on her lips. He then returns to his seat, leaving Issa standing there in bewilderment.

Everyone is either excited for their turn or to finally have the chance to make physical contact with the person they're interested in, including you.

You can't tell which one you're more excited for, taking your turn or making a move on someone.

It seems like it's the latter for Devon as Blake is drawing small crosses on his six-pack abs. He raises his hands and puts them behind him, letting anyone come to him.

"Come and get some," he says with a devilish smirk that takes his attractiveness to the next level.

Devon not only puts her claws on him but also sinks her teeth deep into Blake's neck, letting everyone know that it's her territory.

Well, Devon can piss on Blake too if she wants and you'll let her have him, for now.

Jeff whistles as Adriana marks both of her buttcheeks with the red lipstick while the others are howling like animals in heat.

"Whoa!" Lili grabs at your forearm in reaction to Tom licking her buttcheeks as Adriana slightly bends over.

"Oh, my God!" You gasp as they continue with a slobbering kiss, sending the red lips rubbing on each other's faces.

She then walks back to her seat and plops down next to you, panting while wiping the skin around her mouth with her fingers.

When it's finally your turn, you get so excited that you can't seem to function normally. You can't stop grinning as you walk to the center, carrying the lipsticks Adriana gave to you.

It's time to get some action so you give them no excuses to miss out on you. With the red lipsticks, you draw an X on your inner thigh, your breasts, and the last one, excessively putting the lipsticks all over your lips.

"Let's go, boys!" You say with a hand gesture, daring them to come.

As expected, Elliott is the first one to come out to play. He walks up to you with a sly grin plastered his face and he stops right in front of you, dropping to his knees to kiss your inner thigh.

His soft lips tickle you as he drags them down your thigh and you can't help but giggle. The trail of kisses stops when he reaches your ankle and he finally lets go of your leg.

Elliott gets up and immediately pulls you close, capturing your lips in a deep kiss. The way he eagerly lathers your lips, you can tell how much he wanted it, craved it and it's low-key arousing you.

You gasp for air when he lets go of the kiss and you hurriedly cover your mouth with your hand, nonplussed.

Before you can fully recover from Elliott's kiss, Blake walks up to you and holds you by the waist as he plants his mouth right on the X you drew on your breast.

He licks the red lipstick off your skin and does not waste another second to crash his mouth against your mouth, kissing you so hard.

You open your mouth to catch a breath, but he uses it as an opportunity to put his hot tongue into you, kissing you deeper, tasting you more.

You can hear everyone cheering and hooting as they watch Blake let go of the kiss with a triumphant smile on his face.

"Don't make me compete with you, man!" Elliott jokingly says with his mouth still tainted red from the lipstick.

To say the kiss was good would be an understatement, it was phenomenal, you get a little disoriented as you walk back to your seat.

-

YOU: I just knew he wouldn't be able to resist me [Coyly shrugs]

-

It's a good thing that you have some drink left in your cup as you need it to help you calm down from the madness you were in a while ago. You feel hot and bothered, finding yourself fanning your face from Blake's kiss.

The host of the show finally comes and leads the show, walking so carefully with her heels in the sand.

"Hello, party people!" She begins with a bright smile.

Everyone answers with a cheery howl, louder than the sounds of the crashing waves in the background.

"Are you having a good time?"

"Yeah!" Everyone replies in unison.

"Are you ready to have some more good time?" The host asks, fanning her hand close to her ear to hear everyone's answer.

"Yeah!"

"You know what? I think I know exactly what this party needs," the host says with a kittenish smile.

The fun keeps doubling as the night gets late and it gets everyone hyped for what's to come.

"We have invited a guest to the villa!" She announces with a playful whoop at the end of the sentence.

Your first thought is that they'll bring another guest into the villa but it's a party in paradise which means more people, the merrier.

"This one guest is very special and can change anything," The host hinted with a cryptic smile.

That piques everyone's interest and they're starting to randomly shout names of famous people, trying to guess and manifesting it at once.

"Are you ready to welcome our world-famous guest?" The host asks, also giving out another hint which makes a few of them believe it's a celebrity.

"Yes!" Everyone answers, getting impatient to find out who the new guest is.

You don't want to get your hopes up but it would be nice to party with a celebrity, whoever it is, you're ready to have some fun.

"Give our new guest a warm welcome!"

All of the lights are suddenly off and then a spotlight shines on the curtain behind our seats, you've been thinking that it's just part of the decoration but now everyone's eyes are on it, looking at it with so much anticipation.

"No way!" You gasp in a mix of nerves and excitement.

Adriana just can't stop squealing next to you, holding your hand by the wrist.

It's been a minute now and the curtain is still not open, you feel like fainting with this much anticipation inside you. A while later, smoke starts coming out as the curtain finally opens in one quick pull.

Then there's that melodic chime that you heard somewhere before.

-

YOU: [Groans] Why? [Throws head to the back] Why?

-

You look around and everyone is just as flabbergasted, as in shock as you are at the reveal of the true intentions of this show. All of you have been tricked into thinking that it's a Party In Paradise when it's actually Too Hot To Handle.

As if the sight of the cone is not enough, Lili turns her head at you and meekly says, "We're in Too Hot To Handle."

Now that she says it out loud, you realize that it's real and you can feel that you're already dreading it.

She rubs her temples and says again, "This is Too Hot To Handle."

Oh, no. This is real. You are in Too Hot To Handle.

"As you can see, this is no longer Party In Paradise," The cone begins talking.

"But it's so convincing, the crew got Party In Paradise shirts and everything," Adriana complain as if that would help her get out of this.

"This is Too Hot To Handle."

"Shit... fuck..." you quietly mutter as you rub your temples in stress.

"You have been specially selected because all of you are having meaningless flings over genuine relationships," Lana continues.

Wish you could deny it but you feel called out instead, if that's the case, then you guess, this is your karma.

"Not wrong at all," Elliott agrees with Lana's statement with a stupid grin.

"Since your arrival, I have been gathering data on your wild behavior but from now on, you must adhere to my retreat rules."

-

YOU: Hmm... my coochie is going on lockdown, isn't it? [Sighs]

-

"No kissing."

But that's exactly your plan which is to kiss everyone.

"No heavy petting."

The more you hear it, the harder for you to process it in your head and whether you can do it or not.

"No sex."

And that's it. You can't do it, it's impossible. You'll be staying with a bunch of attractive people in a villa on an exotic island and told not to make physical contact with them.

"And no self-gratification," Lana announces the last rule.

Which is the hardest one for you to accept. It's your own body and you can do anything to it? It doesn't make sense.

"That's crazy!" Blake reacts with his eyes widening in disbelief.

Despite the complaints, Lana continues with her announcement, "As part of your social development, I have allocated a prize of $200,000."

Hearing that much money on the line, you suddenly have a change of mind that maybe it's possible to keep your hands to yourself for 200 grand.

Among the cheering of excitement at the sum of prize money, Jeff makes a bold remark.

"We surely can spend some of it," Jeff sounds excited to spend it more than to win it.

"No, man. Don't mess it up!" Tom warns him while shaking his head in disbelief.

"Just a couple of grand," Jeff innocently says.

"I'm a college student. I need it," Tom says, putting some sense into him.

Jeff indirectly says that he doesn't mind spending some of the money only supporting the fact that it's not going to be easy and your optimism deflates right away.

Another problem is you don't have that much trust in yourself that you'll be able to keep it yourself.

"Welcome to your long, hard, sexless summer," Lana concludes.

-

YOU: It's going to be hard but... since when do I follow the rules? [Smirks]

-

The morning starts rough.

You wake up as soon as the lights are on, dragging yourself out of the duvet, and sit on the bed only to look Devon and Blake on the bed right across from yours.

Lili wakes up not long after you and sitting on the bed, lowly muttering, "I am so horny."

Hearing that almost causes you to choke on your water as you sip it from a water tumbler.

It's like she triggers the cone by mentioning the word 'horny', the cone lights up and chimes.

"Good morning!"

You groan as the truth that you're in a sex retreat hasn't fully sunk in yet.

"You may find this retreat challenging but I am always here to help," Lana offers some comfort on a gloomy, sex-deprived morning.

"And we ask for sex, Lana," Adriana says with a sleepy, depressive smile.

Tom who sleeps with Adriana on the next bed, turns to see Blake and asks, "Are you sure nothing happened last night?"

You act nonchalant but at the same time, stay quiet to hear his answer.

He coyly shrugs and rubs his eyes as he answers, "No."

"I notice the smug," Adriana teases Devon.

She shakes her head in response, "Nothing happens, I swear."

That doesn't quite put you at ease.

There's a big chance that they did break the rules but act like they didn't and if they did break the rules, then you don't want to waste your time pursuing Blake.

However, as you gather all of your hair and tie it into a messy ponytail, you catch Blake looking at you with a faint smile on his face.

-

YOU: I'm still going for Blake but if he's still not showing any signs that he's interested well... I may have to put my focus on someone else.

-

Last night was just as rough.

Everyone was still coping with the grand reveal and just couldn't wait to end the day, choosing their beds where they felt like it. Lili offered to share the bed with you since she doesn’t want to partner up with anyone just yet and you didn’t have problems sleeping with anyone.

But the other reason was that Blake had chosen to sleep with Devon.

Of course, you’re not going to be so adamant about your choice of man but what you can’t help is being tenacious, you have to always get what you want, and you don’t want to know what would happen if you don’t get it.

Since you took the first turn for the daily interview, you get to start your day late. You’re going down to the beach to do some exercises with Vale sitting cross-legged on the yoga mat not far away from you, meditating.

That’s the kind of vibe you got when you first met him that despite his perfect figure and built body, he’s a spiritual person, he’s the type who seeks ‘that’ connection. Unlike you, Vale fits right into this show and it wouldn’t be a surprise if he won it too.

“Hey, come and join me,” He says to you as you take a break from working.

You stop sucking your water tumbler and ask, “You want me to meditate with you?”

“Yeah,” he shortly says.

You quickly wipe your sweat with a towel and sit on the yoga mat he laid out for you next to him. You follow the way he sits, crossing your legs together and putting your hands on your knees, then intently listen to his instructions for the rest of the session.

It works wonderfully and helps you take your mind off things. Once you both got back to the villa, he playfully asks if you want to shower together.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” You tell him as you splash some water on your face in the sink.

As you continue washing your face, you catch the reflection in the mirror as he stands behind you with the towel hanging low around his hips you can see his pelvic bones.

“It’s not against the rules,” Vale simply says, half-laughing.

 “Yes, but…” You suddenly forget what you’re about to say and turn around only to find him dropping his towel before he walks into the shower stall.

Your hands fly to cover your face but continue to see through the cracks between your fingers, “Okay, now all I can think about is naked Jesus,” you jokingly say.

Vale laughs as he catches what you said even though he’s inside the shower stall, laughing as he runs his hands to wash his golden tan skin. You leave the bathroom before you change your mind and join him in the shower.

-

YOU: Can’t believe I got to see naked Jesus [Laughs]

-

In the dressing room, you’re getting your make-up done and going to dry your hair next. You check for your appearance in the full-length mirror, making sure the bikini looks flattering on you when you hear someone coming from the hallway that connects here with the bedroom.

“Hey,” You don’t want to make it obvious that you’re glad to see him but you’re glad to see him.

“Hey,” Blake says back, grinning when he realizes that it’s you.

He stops on his track just checking you out, his eyes traveling up and down your body, “Been looking for you,” he says.

You know better not to fall on such words, “Oh, really?”

“Yeah,” he shortly says with a grin that is both hot and sweet. He then goes to his closet on the opposite wall and takes out a bucket hat, putting it on to show it to you.

“How do we think?” He asks.

You close your closet door and rest your hand against it, “Cute.”

He switches the bucket hat with a cap and puts it on while also making a dramatic pose for you, “How about now?”

It’s hard to look at his face when his abs keep distracting you and you chuckle at how he spreads his arms out, “Try putting it on backward,” you suggest.

Blake follows your suggestion, turning the cap without taking it off, and strikes another pose for you, “Yeah?”

You were right about the hat, he looks hot with his cap on backward, and just like he heard what you’re thinking, Blake spins around on his feet and almost stumbles as he gets back on his feet.

“I know I’m hot but try not to kiss me, okay?” he says.

Well, you can try not to but that doesn’t mean you won’t do it. You shake your head and suck air through your teeth, “Can’t promise you,” you playfully say.

 “Come here, give me a hug,” Blake says, holding his hand out at you.

You take it only for him to pull you close and hug you, burying his head in your neck to catch your scent, “How are you doing?”

You giggle as he rubs his nose in your neck and you get to put your hands on him, feeling his warm skin under your touch, “Good. You?”

Instead of answering, Blake draws you closer, molding his body to you to feel your whole body against him, and lowers his hands to your hips. You don’t mind though, he’s so big and you like how he envelops you whole.

You hear his overwhelmed sigh before he plants a kiss on your neck, “Damn! You smell so good,” he mutters.

“Well, I showered,” you respond with a witty answer.

“I should try that,” he responds with an even wittier answer.

Blake closes the door of his closet and heads for the door, “See you around.”

“See you around,” you say back with a flirty smile.

-

YOU: I know Blake and I haven’t talked much but there’s something there and I can’t wait to explore that.

-

It feels like it was a while ago that you get ready for the day and now the day has turned to night.

You have to change out of your bikini and into a dress, getting help from Adriana to tie the straps on your back. The girls are busy putting on make-up and looking their best to attract whoever they fancy, including you.

It’s not that hard to know that Blake indeed feels something for you, you sense it in the kiss he gave you during the game yesterday and the way he hugged you this morning, or the way he secretly gives you the eyes even though he’s sitting right next to Devon right now.

People can run their mouths all they want but their bodies can’t lie. You can’t fake a physical attraction.

You join Vale sitting on the lounger next to him with a glass of wine in hand, “Cute shirt!” You compliment his colorful printed shirt.

“Thank you,” Vale responds with a bright smile.

You get comfortable and take a small sip of your wine before asking something you’ve been curious to find out, “My sweet Jesus, do you find anyone you fancy in here?”

Vale scratches his beard as he thinks of an answer, “Honestly… no, not yet.”

Vale is gorgeous and hot, you vibe well with him and he’s earnest which tells you that he’s someone that you can trust. Despite all of those qualities, he’s not quite the type you’re looking for and you believe, it’s vice versa.

“What’s your type?”

“I don’t have such things. I think I never limit myself to a certain type of person. It’s whoever attracts me,” he replies and his words carry some wisdom in them.

To put it simply, he’s not attracted to anyone and therefore, it confirms your assumptions about him.

Vale brushes his long hair to the back, sending a few strands falling over his face, “How about you? Who do you fancy?”

You put your glass of wine down and turn your head around for the person you’re looking for, finding him talking to Tom by the firepit.

“For now, it’s Blake,” you answer.

“How about Elliott?” He asks, tucking his hair behind his ear.

“Elliott is... he is cute and all but I like Blake,” you answer, hinting that Blake is your priority.

Vale cranes his neck to see Blake and then slumps back down on his lounger, “It seems like Devon got him on a leash,” he says.

“Yeah,” you say while chuckling.

You turn your head to see Devon putting her leg over Blake’s lap, “but that’s not going to stop me though,” you add.

Vale cracks a laugh, “I like that,” he says.

“Right? I don’t see any rings on it so...” You decide not to finish your words and have a sip of your drink instead.

Talking about Blake gets you thinking to start making a move, separating him from Devon is going to be the hardest part so you decide to take a moment to refresh yourself before executing your plan.

“I’m going to powder my nose,” you excuse yourself as get up from the lounger.

Vale doesn’t reply but helps you by handing you your glass. As you start walking away though, he shouts, “Hey, you’re beautiful!”

You look over your shoulder and blow a kiss at him, “I know.”

-

YOU: From what I see is that Vale is looking for someone he can instantly connect with and I hope he finds it.

-

The heels you’re wearing are starting to irritate you, you switch into a comfortable pair of wedges sandals and then take your make-up pouch with you to the bathroom.

You take a tube of lip gloss and put on a layer over your lips while leaning close to the mirror. You smack your lips together and check if there’s anything you can fix, deciding that a little more blush won’t hurt.

As you’re about to apply it to your cheek, you immediately stop moving as you see someone come into the bathroom.

“Hey, gorgeous!” Devon sweetly says.

From how enthusiastic she sounds, you’re sure the intention isn’t as sweet as her greeting. You put down everything you’re holding and turn around.

“Hey, babe,” you greet back with less enthusiasm than her.

Devon sits on the edge of the bathtub and starts brushing wavy hair with her fingers, “How are you?”

You rest your hands on the surface of the sink and lean against it, “I’m good. You?”

“Good,” she shortly replies.

She plays with her nails and a while later, looks at you, “I love the dress,” she says.

It seems like the compliment is an effort to try to soften you for whatever trick she has up on her sleeve, you put on a smile for her and mutter, “Thank you.”

A moment passes just you and Devon looking at each other and the silence that hangs in the space in between only adds animosity in the room.

“I have something to tell you,” Devon finally reveals her true intentions on why she came here.

You keep your smile on and slightly tilt your head to the side, “Yes.”

Devon bites her lips and fiddles with her bangles around her dainty wrist, “I know you’ve been like... eyeing Blake,” she begins.

“Yes,” you immediately reply, showing her that you don’t mind making it an open competition with her for it.

“I want to be honest with you and I hope you understand that I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings,” she says with a smile, in contrast to her words, she looks rather enjoying it.

“Blake and I,” she pauses to keep you on your toes.

Devon then flips her hair to the back and continues, “We kissed.”

The thing that you fear the most has happened and you don’t want to give Devon the satisfaction, you calmly cross your arms in front of you and nod.

“Okay,” you say with a plain tone.

“Oh, my God! I’m sorry,” Devon says, being dramatic for the two of you.

She comes and gives you a hug which she thinks would cheer you up. You reluctantly accept it even though you know she’s pitying you.

“I just want to tell you that,” she says as she pulls away from the hug.

Devon indirectly tells you that she comes here just to break your spirit and you don’t know how to respond to that. You actually know how to respond to that but you know you’re better than that.

Once Devon left the bathroom, you turn back around to face the mirror again and lowly mutter, “What the actual fuck?”

-

YOU: How thoughtful of Devon on letting me know about their kiss but girl, what the fuck?

-

It seems like Lana is not going to announce any rule breaks tonight. She’s more likely to collect the rule breaks for now and will eventually turn up with the receipt.

You don’t know how you feel about it but you enjoy seeing the sheer disappointment on Devon’s face that she didn’t get the chance to brag about her kiss with Blake.

Talking about Blake, you reckon you should move on but how can you forget Blake in one night?

It’s impossible, not when you’ll always see him walking around the villa looking so fine and tempting. As you get on your bed, you catch him looking at you and slyly smiling at you.

You don’t want to fall back into it but the bad girl in you tells you to not shut him down completely so you decide to put on a thin smile in return.

That should be enough to tell him that you’re not pleased.

You look away and see your bed partner with her arms flexed as she’s braiding her dark hair. You notice that her arm muscles are so defined and it should be from hours spent in the gym working on them.

Curious, your hand reaches for her shoulder and lowers it to feel her lats, “Lil, how much do you lift?”

She’s tying the end of her hair with a scrunchie then looks over her shoulder, “About 140 to 156,” she answers.

“Girl!” You gasp in shock.

Looking at her lean figure and your hard guess at her body weight, she must be advanced in weightlifting.

You allow yourself to feel the muscles on her arms, from her trapezius muscle down to her bicep, “Remind me not to work with you,” you jokingly say.

Tom enters the room carrying a water tumbler in his hand, he stops right in the middle of the room and looks at everyone.

“Did anyone break any rules today?” He asks.

It’s useless to ask, no one is going to say anything unless the situation pressures them to talk. For instance, Blake is shaking his head as Tom is seeking his answer.

“Be good you two!” Tom says to both Blake and Devon, making a gesture that his eyes will always be on them.

Well, good luck with that because they already did break the rules and succeeded in lying right to his face.

“Goodnight, everyone,” Adriana says, blowing kisses around the room right before the lights are out.

Tom was wrong to fear that these people would break rules during the day. What Tom should be afraid of is what these people do in the dark.

-

YOU: What cuddles? I got to feel my bed partner’s muscles in my sleep [laughs]

-

In the morning, Jesus comes to your bed.

The bed quakes as Vale dives right into the space between you and Lili.

“Morning, beautiful!” Vale says, getting comfortable as he puts his hand over your waist.

“Morning,” you sleepily reply, groping around with your eyes closed to touch him.

“Your skin is so soft,” Lili says.

You turn your head to see Lili rubbing Vale’s back. Wanting to prove Lili’s words, you follow suit and rub your hand down his shoulder.

“It feels like a foreplay now,” Vale mumbles with his head buried in your pillow.

You continue your day with a quick workout and a meditating session with Vale. After that, you decide to skip the shower and put on a swimsuit, taking a few laps in the swimming pool.

Maybe it’s because you have someone to avoid that you keep yourself busy, but when you look at the time, it’s barely noon.

As you take a break from swimming and use the opportunity to enjoy the view of the sea shimmering under the morning sun, you hear a splash. You notice someone joins you in the pool and he swims right at you.

“Hey, morning,” Elliott softly greets.

You put all of your wet hair to the back and smile, “Morning!”

“How are you?” He asks, wiping the beads of water gathering under his chin.

“Alright, I guess,” You honestly answer.

You turn to the side to face him while keeping one hand resting on the edge of the pool, “You?”

“I’m great,” he replies with enthusiasm that matches his answer.

The sun hits right on his eyes, making them brighter yet fiercer and they’re just as good as weapons now. You can only hope Elliott knows how to use them.

“Uhm...” Elliott seems to have something to say but hesitates to do so, “I know you have your eyes on Blake.”

Welp, it’s that obvious? You nod since there’s no use in denying it.

“Do you... still have your eyes on him or...?”

So Elliott wants to know if you have given up on pursuing Blake and you can safely assume that he hopes to slide right into his spot.

“I already made him aware that I kind of fancy him but I’m not getting anything back so... I don’t know,” You honestly answer, you feel pity for yourself as you say those out loud.

“Mmm-hmm...” Elliott bobs his head as he takes your answer.

The water trickles down his face as he pushes his wet hair to the back, “And who is your second option?”

Your assumption is true, Elliott is looking for a way to get into you and you appreciate that he didn’t come on to you and make it one big chase. He’s so easy and laid-back, and you like that.

“You,” You answer.

A sweet smile rises on his face and expresses his happiness with a cute shout, “Yay!”

It’s not even a phony answer, if there’s anyone else you want to try to make a connection with, it’s him.

“I haven’t got the chance to ask you about our kiss,” he says, taking a step closer to you.

It’s getting dangerous now that he wants to talk about the kiss in this proximity where you can see that his eyes are green in this light.

“What do you think about it?”

“About our kiss?”

He nods as the smile has been replaced with a grin, “Yes.”

You recall the moment when he kissed you during the game, “That was very cute.”

He suddenly lets out a chuckle and scratches his head. Is he flustered or nervous? You have no idea.

“How much do you think a kiss costs?” He suddenly asks.

Oh. You sense trouble right away but you’ve been craving for a little something. A kiss will suffice, you reckon.

Elliott is intensely staring into your eyes as you consider his idea, grinning at the 50% chance that you’d say yes to it.

“Fuck...” You curse as you let out a sigh.

You try to get yourself out of it by averting your focus elsewhere, fixing your bikini, and reminding yourself of Lana and her stupid rules. However, when your eyes meet again, your mind is set right away.

It; ‘s like your bodies are drawn to each other, Elliott and you come at each other at the same time and kiss. Maybe it’s because both of you are relaxed and there’s no one else watching, the kiss feels much nicer than the one you shared before.

Elliott puts the right amount of everything, the lips, the tongue, and even the teeth, you like how he kisses you, hungry yet gentle.

You hear nothing but the smooching sounds of both of your lips lathering each other and your bodies moving in the water.

“Your kiss is just so good,” Elliott says as he takes a step back from you.

And just like that, you break the rules for the first time in the retreat.

-

YOU: I was bored. I wanted to make Blake jealous and Elliott, I have a soft spot for him so... yeah, I kissed him.

-

There’s just something about doing the things that you shouldn’t and doing it anyway, the rush, the thrill of it... it makes you feel so alive.

Now that you’ve got a taste of it, you want more.

Just like Jeff said, we have so many cookies in the jar, 200 grand of them to be exact, and eating one or two more cookies should be fine.

The next question is who do you want to have the cookies with?

Elliott is the easy choice, he’s cool, he’s so easy-going, he’s following the vibe but that’s also the problem, he’s easy and you don’t want easy.

If we’re talking about Blake... oh, yes, he’s not easy, not when Devon is keeping him on a short, tight leash and that tells you enough that she’s not confident about him.

You steal a few glances at her as she’s doing her makeup on the other side of the vanity table from you, looking at her and seeing how pretty she is, there’s no reason for her to be that insecure.

Or maybe you’re that threatening to her? Well, that thought amused you so much.

“Pick one for me!” Adriana says, showing you two different colors of lipsticks in her hands to help her choose one.

“Uhm...” you take a closer look at the color.

Adriana has gorgeous full lips so you choose one with a deep berry color that would suit her better, “This!”

You watch as she’s about to apply it on her lips when the cone in the room lights up and chimes, startling everyone in their seats.

“Ah!” Adriana squeals in surprise.

“Hello, girls!” Lana greets.

“Hello, Lana,” You put down everything you’re holding, getting nervous that it’s about time for Lana to announce the rule breaks.

“I have given the chance for Blake to go on a date with one of you,” Lana announces.

Oh? Is it finally your chance to test the water and see if Blake is on board? You look around to see if anyone is also anticipating this but Devon is the only one looking a little fidgety on her seat.

“Blake has chosen...”

The real question is: is Blake ballsy enough to break away from Devon’s leash? It’s time to find out.

“... Devon.”

-

YOU: Un-fucking-believeable!

-

Devon is smiling from ear to ear after hearing Blake has chosen her for the date.

You believe Blake is playing it safe by choosing Devon, oh, well, it’s his loss, not yours. You continue with getting ready for the night with the rest of the girls.

You check yourself in the mirror and like what you see, especially the dress that enhances the curves on your body.

“What a waste of an outfit!” You mutter, allowing yourself to feel upset about not getting chosen.

Someone puts her arm around you and says, “Oh! We look so hot!”

You look at both of you and Adriana’s reflections in the mirror and suddenly gain your confidence back. Since when you’re not dressing for other people, you’re dressing for yourself.

Everyone is hanging out in the firepit. You’re sharing the small sofa with Vale and Lili is taking the other end, talking to Adriana and Tom with drinks in hands.

It only takes a couple of days for everyone to get used to each other and you guess it’s because everyone shares the same vibe, everyone simply wants to have fun and they don’t let Lana’s rules stop them from doing it.

Unfortunately, you get called to the interview room and do your duty as a TV show contestant, telling the camera about everything to its tiniest details.

That’s what they need for the TV, something juicy, and the juicier the better.

You promise to keep yourself as genuine as possible and only tell the truth, not fabricating any of it. Not going to lie, you feel tempted at times but you realize that one day, you’ll be out of here and you don’t want to regret something you said or did in the show.

You bump into Elliott on your way out as it’s his turn next and you squeeze his hand as you walk past each other.

“Have fun in there!” You playfully say.

Instead of going back to the firepit, you make a turn to the bedroom, wanting to take a moment for yourself to unwind. You take your shoes off once you get to your bed and take a hearty sip of water.

It’s not life if you always get what you want. Blake enters the room not long after you, his shirt is undone and you guess he must’ve just come back from his date with Devon.

What is it with him with his shirt flies open though? You have a hot body, yes, you get it.

Anyway, you want to ignore him but he smiles the second he spots you.

“Hello,” he softly says.

You put on a small smile and greet back, “Hey.”

You cap your water tumbler and put it on your bedside table, “Back from your date, huh?”

Instead of answering, Blake comes at you and does not stop until his body crashes against yours, taking you with him as he topples on your bed.

You’re giggling as he pins you under and then you gently push him away to sit on your bed. You don’t want to give it to him east, not after he chose someone else over you.

“So, how was the date?” You casually ask while fixing the straps of your dress.

Blake sits next to you, leaning back with his hands propped against the mattress, “I don’t know. I honestly don’t know what I want,” he vaguely says.

Well, that’s what he gets for keeping his options way too open. Then Blake turns his head at you then continues, “But I know who I want.”

You get it that he’s hinting at you from the way he raises his eyebrow and slyly smiles at you. But you play dumb instead, wanting to hear him saying it out loud.

“And it’s Devon?” You say.

He dramatically closes his eyes and lets out a low sigh, “It’s you.”

You pretend to be surprised to hear it, “Oh, it’s me?”

Blake nods and smiles, he rubs his hand down his abs, trying to make you look at it.

“What do you think?”

You’re sure he’s talking about what he just said, not the abs, and honestly, it sounds not that convincing.

“I don’t know what to feel about it. You just came back from a date with someone else,” you point out the only way that gets in the way of trusting his words.

Blake drags his hand on the bed until he finds your hand and holds it, “I know I have something going on but I wish we did talk more, get to know you more.”

You don’t know what he’s going with it but giving him a chance to explain himself.

“But just know... Just know that I feel something for you,” he says.

It should be a triumphant moment, knowing that the guy you like is liking you back but you feel conflicted instead.

Blake inhales air and then stares into your eyes, “I want you to know that,” he concludes with his thumb gently rubbing the back of your hand.

You want to give him one more chance to prove himself, to prove that he’ll act exactly like what he said to you.

You nod and smile, “Alright.”

But for now, you want to take his words as they are, that it’s simply him telling you what he’s feeling.

-

YOU: There’s something about him that’s calling for you and you kind of want to answer that.

-

As if Lana is aware that the two of you are alone which means there's a big chance of rule-breaking, the cone in the room chimes, making you jolt on your bed.

"Please gather everyone in the cabana," Lana orders.

You're clutching your chest as you walk to the cabana, knowing that it's the time: Lana is going to announce the rule breaks.

The plan is you'll sit there and not going to say anything, and you're aware of how flawed that plan is.

A moment after everyone assembled in the cabana, the cone chimes and lights up as she sits in the middle of the round, glass table.

"Good evening, everyone," Lana starts.

"Hello, Lana!" A few replies in a not-so-enthusiastic tone.

Before Lana talks further, you glance at Elliott and he catches you looking, the anxiety is also drawn on his face.

"The rules of my retreat have already been broken," Lana drops the truth right away.

"Oh, no!" Lili exclaims with her eyes going side to side.

Tom looks upset already with his clasped hands pushed close to his mouth.

"Wow!" he comments with a plain tone.

He takes a deep breath and finally be the one who confronts everyone, "Is there anybody that wants to come clean?"

-

YOU: I broke the rules but I'm not telling anyone shit.

-

You try to avoid looking in Tom's direction but it's hard when he's sitting right across from yours so you look the other away only to catch Elliott looking at you.

Elliott seems not to know how to put on a good poker face, he keeps grinning but the kind that only makes him appear guilty.

Adriana is the first to spot it, "Elliott?"

Elliott lets out a nervous chuckle, "Nah. Not me."

He gives it away as he can't stop grinning and as soon as he glances your way, you subtly give him a head shake, telling him not to say anything. Then you continue to act dumb, playing with your hair like it has nothing to do with you.

"I'm going to come clean," someone says.

All heads are turned to see that it's coming from Jeff and they all seem to see this one coming.

"It was me who initiated it, we had a moment—"

Jeff's explanation gets cut off as Lili interrupts and asks, "Who's we?"

Jeff licks his lips and slowly turns his head toward you, and then you see his eyes flick toward Issa, "Issa and I," he answers.

Issa gets flustered, smiling that everyone now knows who Jeff got it on with. Not that it's a secret but she looks smitten, they're showing a big potential to become an established couple in this retreat.

"This kiss has cost the group $3,000," Lana announces.

It's like taking a shot, hearing how much money lost to a kiss is that bitter aftertaste. But that's not the worst of it yet, you know that the rule breaks don't stop there.

"They were not the only ones to break the rules."

There you go, you mutter in your head and gulp air that people would start digging deeper to find out whoever cost them another $3,000.

"What? No!" Vale says, scanning everyone to spot any guilty faces.

You continue your dumb act, playing with your hair, brushing it with your fingers even though it's looking good. Your luck runs out as Tom notices the error in your behavior.

"You're good? It wasn't you, right?" Tom asks.

It would be nice if he just shot you with a real bullet and you would have died on the spot, that way you don't have to deal with his question anymore.

You put on a calm face, staying quiet and not intending to say anything. You notice Elliott is looking at you and eventually, people connect the dots together.

"Oh, no, you guys kissed!" Adriana says, being the first to figure it out.

The truth is out, all that is left to do is own up to it.

"I did want to tell you guys but I..." you give up on trying to justify your act.

"I'm sorry," you sincerely say.

Elliott looks at everyone and apologizes as well, "We are sorry. We really are," he earnestly says.

"The kiss has cost the group $3,000."

You cringe at the amount of money you spent for a kiss and even though it's not your money, it's still kind of stings.

"Expensive kiss, that one," Vale comments while scratching his facial hair.

"I think that'll be it," Adriana says, or more like hoping that that was just it, no more rule breaks.

Lana hears her and she doesn't intend to stop until everyone committed their crimes.

"That is not all," she says, "There was one more breach of the rules."

Your eyes dart toward Devon and Blake who sit next to each other at the end of the long sofa, it must be the one kiss she bragged to you about.

"Are you kidding me?" Tom reacts with a fed-up tone.

Devon looks at Blake but he seems to want to keep his mouth shut. You're not a lip reader but it's not hard to read what Devon said as she fixes her dress, "Shit."

The tension keeps building as everyone waits for the last confession Lana needs so she can calculate the damage and come up with the bill.

A moment passes and Devon seems to be uncomfortable keeping it to herself any longer, "We should tell them," she says to Blake.

Everyone is exclaiming and yelling at them all at once while Blake is sitting there, taking it all in. Once everyone calms down, he coyly admits everything, "We kissed. I'm sorry."

"These rule breaks have cost the group $6,000," Lana announces.

Tom's mouth hung open, "You kissed twice?"

Blake licks his lips and then nods.

"What the—" Vale doesn't even finish his words, he reclines on his sofa instead and looks up.

You know the one kiss they did and that's thanks to Devon's thoughtfulness, but the other one, you wonder when they did that.

"It was yesterday," Devon says.

"And the other one?" Tom asks.

"On the date earlier," Devon answers.

Wait... so Blake went on that date and kissed Devon, then he came back and told you that you're the one he wants. What the fuck?

-

YOU: I am so annoyed right now.

-

And you're not the only one.

Even though she's just a talking robot, you can tell that Lana is not pleased with these rule breaks. You can hear it from the way she informs the current prize money.

"The prize fund now stands at $188,000."

"What's done is done, guys," Blake coyly says, and somehow, that only pisses you more.

"In the first 24 hours, most of you have already broken the rules."

Tom looks at the people sitting on the long sofa, "Do you hear that, guys?"

"You have left me with no choice. From this point forward, all fines will be doubled," Lana delivers shocking news.

Tom's eyes widen like he's seeing his nightmare turn into a reality. He claps his hands together and leans back, "That's just great!"

Everyone is too stunned by the news that no one is saying anything. While you just can't wait to end the day already.

"Goodbye," Lana ends with a grim greeting.

Lana is indeed pissed and she deserved to be. You even pissed at what you did but what pissed you more than losing than losing $12,000 in one night is Blake.

Fucking Blake won't get away with it.

-

YOU: So Blake is that kind of player... oh, how typical! How boring! [Rolls eyes]

-

The boys are grouping on the terrace instead of going inside to get ready for bedtime so you follow the girls to the dressing room and it’s just perfect.

Telling Devon about what you know face to face, you doubt that she’ll believe you for it, she’d likely think that you’re trying to ruin things for her. This way, with the girls gathered together, you know they’ll support you and see the true intention behind it.

You need to pick your time right, you don’t want to interrupt in the middle of them complaining about the rules and the money, especially when you’re responsible for the $3,000 deduction.

“I mean… I’m trying to be respectful to Lana but some men are worth it,” Devin says while undoing her hair bun.

She pauses to correct her statement, “Not all, but some,” she emphasizes.

The other girls are busy wiping their makeup clean and half-heartedly listening to what Devon is saying and only reacting with short answers.

“Blake and I, we might be able to build something genuine,” Devon says.

Hearing that gets your blood boiling and you can’t keep biting your tongue, you let out a sigh and look at Devon, “You know what, Devon?”

Suddenly, everyone stops everything they’re doing and they probably know that there’s this slight hostility between you and Devon, you wouldn’t be surprised if they think you’re going to fight her.

Now that you have everyone’s attention, you start telling everyone what you know is true. You take a shallow breath before talking, “After he came back from that date, he went to the bedroom and I happened to be there. I asked him about the date and he was like “wish we did talk more, get to know each other more”.”

Lili lets her hair fall and gasps, “No!”

You keep going while constantly reminding yourself to keep calm, “And he held my hand telling me I’m the one he wants right after he came back from the date,” you tell Devon right at her face.

There’s no joy in telling her that she got played, you feel bad for her because you know how shitty that feels.

“That’s muggy,” Issa comments.

“I think he’s trying to have his cake and eat it too,” Adriana says, gripping the hairbrush in her hand.

You look at Devon and she’s in utter shock, you hate to ruin her picture-perfect of what she and Blake could be, but you need her to know and what she’s going to do with the truth is up to her.

“And I’m saying this, as woman to woman, I don’t want you to be that girl who falls for his bullshit,” You conclude.

It turns quiet in the room and everyone seems to give Devon the space to process this, they continue what they’re doing and doing it quietly.

After a moment, Lili tells Devon, “Maybe you should explore other options.”

Devon leans on the table and says, “I think I will.”

-

YOU: Oh, Blake, just know that you fucked it up and you deserve everything that comes to you.

-

“The fuck?” Vale blurts out.

Vale is that one person you feel like you can come and talk about everything with, out of everyone, you trust him the most. You come to his bed to tell him everything about what’s going down between you, Devon, and Blake.

He quickly lowers his voice since Blake is lying on his bed, “And what did Devon say?”

You shrug, “I don’t know.”

 “If she’s smart then she knows better not to…” his words trail off as he puts his hands behind his head as he rests his back against the headboard.

“That’s right,” you agree, kicking your feet in the air as you lay on your stomach.

He plays with his beard as he looks at you, “Then how about your plan?”

You’re so busy being upset about the Blake situation that you don’t think about it until he asks you, you realize you are just as single as he is now.

“Oh, fuck,” you blink your eyes in slight shock.

Vale laughs looking at your reaction, he sees the direness in your eyes, “Is there… uh, anyone else that you like?”

You secretly look around the room to look for your second choice but you witness Devon’s dramatic entrance, she turns her head at Blake and cryptically smiles at him before walking past their shared bed.

Everyone feels the tension in the room as Devon goes to Elliott’s bed and gets on it, witnessing the drama unfolding in real time.

You slowly turn your head back to Vale and say, “Well, there goes my second choice.”

-

YOU: Why did she have to take Elliott too? Ugh!

-

This morning, when you come to the bathroom to shower, you find Tom there, counting the condoms inside the little tray next to the sink.

You burst out laughing at the sight, "Having a busy morning I see," you playfully say.

Tom briefly looks at you and puts the condoms back into the tray, "There are eight of them and it's got to stay at eight," he says.

Tom couldn't possibly think that not using condoms doesn't mean that everyone is not rulebreaking. But you have to admit that he's dedicated to his role as the sex officer in the villa.

In the afternoon, you join Adriana sunbathing in the firepit, sharing the sofa.

"I can't believe that I'm about to say this..." you sigh while looking up at the sky with your eyes closed.

Adriana puts her hands on her sides, also looking up with eyes closed, "What?"

"I miss sex so much," you sigh.

Adriana softly sighs then a while later says, "Same."

You gently elbow her side, "At least, you have a man on your bed," you say.

"Yes but he doesn't want to do anything," she grumbles, reminding you that his partner is Lana's top student.

Being single means you have nothing to do with the situation, you want to rule break but have no one to do it with. Meanwhile having a man and not wanting to do anything, is much, much worse.

"Like I need something to happen!" Adriana says with an annoyed sigh.

You suddenly feel bad for Adriana but you also can't help yourself from laughing and she eventually laughs along with you.

When the day gets too hot for a sunbathe, you decide that it's time to cool down. Slowly, you get into the pool and sit on the edge, facing the view of the sea with the blue sky looking like something you see on a postcard.

Someone is swimming and apparently, whoever that is coming your way. You wait until he emerges from the water and sees Blake.

What a way to ruin your good day!

Blake brushes his dark hair to the back and wipes the beads of water around his eyes, he smiles as he fixes his eyes on you, then stands next to you.

"What are you up to?"

You remind yourself that you're a grown woman who can handle someone like him gracefully even though he doesn't deserve it.

"Just admiring the beautiful view," you calmly answer.

He looks at the view and sighs, "Yeah, it's beautiful just like you."

You feel like gagging but resist the urge to, "Thank you," you say with a thin smile.

There are two reasons why Blake is talking to you right now. One is the possibility that Devon confronted him about last night's situation and told him that she heard everything from you. If reason one is true then it's reason number two, he's going for his second option and unfortunately, it's you.

"I think it's about time we have this conversation. I want to see where's your head at," he says.

It's not the words, it's the way he casually talks to you and completely ignores the fact that he played you and Devon.

But remember, gracefully.

"To be honest, I did think you're the hottest person in here when I first glanced at you and I feel this sexual energy whenever you're looking into my eyes," you say.

Blake is grinning as he looks at you, liking what you're saying about him, "I'm open to see where this takes us," he says.

It seems like Devon dumped him and it's reason number two after all.

You shyly smile and say, "I do like you."

You tip your head to the side and continue talking, "But I want to know that I'm forming a connection here and not because I'm available by default."

The glints in his eyes dim as if someone flips the switch off the second he hears what you said.

"I see the other couples and they have this sort of trust in each other. It makes me want to trust the person I'm with," you lay it out as gently as possible.

Because how can you trust him after what he did? Even if you give him the chance, you're not sure that Blake is capable of change.

"For now, I want to be a bit more free, and figure out what I want while also getting to know everyone," you conclude, rejecting him in the nicest way possible.

Blake takes a moment to process your answer and you give him just the space. A while later, he nods and wipes the beads of water on his chin.

"I guess, it is what it is," he coyly says.

You see, this is not the first time you're facing a player like him. In the past, you gave that person a chance thinking that you could change him but it only ended up hurting you and you surely don't want to go through that again.

-

YOU: I think it's about time I get a little bit more careful in choosing people that I want to be with.

-

Days have passed and you can see that couples start forming in the villa.

Jeff has been going strong with Issa ever since that first rule break. Tom, despite being Lana's loyal follower, is having something going on with Adriana. Last but not least, Devon is smitten by Elliott, it's proven by two rule breaks they admitted last night.

And you, you'd better off alone than having to be with Blake. He was hot until he showed his true colors.

"I thought I was going to be the first to rule break," Vale says as you apply sunblock on his back.

"I didn't think that I would be the one missing all the actions," he continues with a crisp laugh.

You add more sunblock for his lower back and lather in on his tattooed skin. You're dry-humping his back once you're done applying sunblock.

"You are getting some actions right now," you jokingly say.

You both laugh and that's how you survive these past few days. Vale has been a very reliable friend, he's trustworthy and earnest, you talk about everything with him because he likes having these kinds of deep talk.

"You know what we need?" You ask Vale then sip your water.

Vale ties his long hair into a messy bun, "What?"

"We need new meat in the villa," you say, pushing the sunglasses you wear up the bridge of your nose.

Vale nods in agreement, then his hand reaches for the cone sitting on the small round table next to him.

"Lana, I know you'll be my main girl but we need new meat in the villa," he pleads while seductively stroking her cone-shaped body.

"I think that should be considered as a rule break," you joke.

Ask and you shall receive, Lana says.

She makes everyone come to the cabana in the afternoon and you share the sofa with Issa, waiting for the cone to chime in anticipation.

"Hello, everyone," Lana greets.

"Hi, Lana!"

You feel at ease knowing that she wouldn't call you out for rulebreaking but you're ready for some drama today.

"I have observed some early signs that connections may be starting to form. Therefore, I am sending two people on a romantic date," Lana announces.

She's going to send the couples on a date? And what about you? Is it really Lana when she delivers good news?

"I'm hoping it's us," Issa says to Jeff.

Everyone is already hyped for the date when Lana is not done talking yet.

"So that I can put your current connections to the test, these dates will be with two new arrivals."

Now that's the Lana you know. You look at the couples and their expressions change into panic ones.

"Did she say new arrivals?" Adriana asks with her eyes almost popping out of her sockets.

-

YOU: Damn! Lana woke up and chose to fuck shit up.

-

"I have allowed the new dates to choose who they would like to take on a date."

It's kind of unfair that the new guests are only allowed to choose from the coupled-up guests but Lana is brewing some drama in the villa and you're here for it.

"They're coming in hot and heavy, ready to fuck everybody," you comment, provoking the nervous couples.

From the other end of the sofa, Vale is holding in his laughter, he knows what you're doing to the others.

"The first new arrival is... Seungmin."

"I like the name," Lili says.

Everyone tries to guess what he'd look like from just his name but you notice that Tom is looking so nervous, realizing that Adriana could get chosen for the date.

"Seungmin has chosen... Adriana."

It seems like what Tom fears the most has just become reality. Tom and Adriana exchange a look that only they know what they mean.

Lana continues with the announcement of the second guest, "The second new arrival is... Cara."

You can't pass the chance to provoke them more, "Cara sounds like she's ready to get wild," you innocently mutter.

Now it's the girls' turn to get nervous, you see that Devon is looking displeased, maybe it's the previous incident haunting her.

"Cara has chosen... Elliott."

It really is not a good day to be either Tom or Devon, their luck will eventually run out but they didn't know that it'd be today.

"Adriana and Elliott, It's time for you to get ready for your dates," Lana orders.

They leave the cabana to get ready for their dates with the new arrivals and you envy them, you want to go on a date too.

Jealousy aside, you're excited for the new guests, especially this Seungmin guy.

-

YOU: Girl, I can't wait to see how the night turns out!

-

It's embarrassing that everyone in the dressing room witnessed you tripping over your heeled shoes and falling on your butt.

Lili is too late to catch you, she offers her hand to help you get up but you lie down on the floor instead, laughing in embarrassment.

"Are you drunk?" Tom jokingly asks.

You shake your head and sigh, "No, I'm just so horny," you joke back.

The boys and the girls are going their separate ways. You follow the flow, walking to the firepit with the other girls and sitting prettily on the sofa, waiting for the ones going on dates to return.

The one who has been losing her sanity the longer her man going on the date is Devon. She's been rambling and grumbling like a fussy child.

"If he did something, I'll know right away," Devon mutters.

You don't know who she's talking to but since you're sitting close to her, you feel obliged to respond to it.

"Yep," you say, validating her.

Devon shouldn't be scared whether anyone knows because Lana will know and she knows everything.

The first one coming back from their date is Adriana and the new guest, Seungmin, linking their arms together as they enter the firepit.

"Oh, here they come," Lili tells everyone of their arrival.

All of the girls' heads are turned to see them.

Your curiosity about this Seungmin guy is finally answered. Tall, with broad shoulders, his dark hair is pushed to the back with a few strands hanging over his forehead and the faint moonlight casts a shadow over his face, defining his masculine features of sharp jaws and high cheekbones.

And when he smiles, you see those facial features turn soft all at once.

-

YOU: Oh, my God! This guy, Seungmin, is cute [Smiles]

-

"If Elliott walks in holding their arms like that, I'm going to cry," Devon sadly mutters.

You're about to say something to comfort her but Lili goes ahead, asking Adriana and Seungmin about the date.

"How was it? How was the date?"

Adriana briefly looks at him and answers it for both of them, "It was nice, romantic even."

"Oh?" You blurt out, sensing that Adriana may switch beds tonight.

"Lana gave him a free pass to kiss but we didn't, I told him about Tom," Adriana says.

Adriana and Tom have been with each other since day one, they're a couple with great restraint so you're glad that Adriana is not tempted to explore more options.

Meanwhile, Devon is starting to look a little green after hearing that the new arrivals are given a free pass to kiss during their dates.

Issa spots the other has returned from the date and blurts out, "Oh, no they hold hands."

Devon's head snaps to the back, looking at where the boys are gathered on the terrace.

She turns her head back and her mouth curls downward. You immediately scoot closer to offer your shoulder, rubbing her back as she starts crying.

You turn your head to see Elliott introducing the new girl to the boys and he's looking all bright and smiley.

"Not going to lie, that's kind of sus," you say.

You didn't even mean to put salt on Devon's wound, you just don't expect Elliott to be that kind of guy, you know, the Blake kind.

Everyone eventually gathers in the firepit and Elliott proceeds with his duty to introduce the new girl to everyone.

Cara is Italian and your eyes dart toward Vale, that this girl can be his type. In response to that, Vale is eyeing Seungmin, hinting that you have one for you too.

This eventful night turns out to be a good one.

Adriana and Tom are still sharing the bed and thankfully, so are Devon and Elliott. You're relieved that Elliott turns out to be not the kind of guy.

The new guests have to voluntarily sleep on the available spots, Cara shares the bed with Blake while Seungmin shares the bed with Vale.

You're meant to look at Vale but Seungmin happens to be there and since he catches your eyes, you may as well smile and flirt with your eyes.

You don't know what you feel about him yet but you hope that he's not the Blake kind.

-

YOU: Not everyone forgetting that new guests also mean new temptations [laughs]

-

"No one is breaking the rules, right?" Tom says the moment the lights are on.

Everyone is not having it but no one is saying anything as they're sleepy and struggling to open their eyes. You quickly sip water to refresh yourself and not skipping the chance to take a jab a Tom.

"The next rule break is going to be Adriana's self-gratification," you say with a grin.

Adriana lets out a dry chuckle and holds all of her hair to the side, "Might be. Don't leave me alone in a room," she says.

Lana chimes in for the usual morning greeting, welcoming the new guests, and ends it with a satirical message.

"Enjoy your day of celibacy!"

Since the boys are taking over the open gym at the beach, you skip working out and go for a swim with Lili. You take a few laps and have a chat with her.

In the cabana, you see that Devon is talking to the new girl, Cara.

"Should we get in there and intervene?" Lili asks.

"No," you immediately answer.

You blow water out of your nose and wipe it away, "But get ready, just in case."

In the other part of the villa, you spot the new guy, Seungmin heading down to the beach in a plain white t-shirt and black swimming trunks.

"Cute guy. 11 o'clock," you lowly mutter.

Lili clocks him right away, she's lowering her head until her chin dips in the water.

"You think he's cute?"

"Duh!" You react with a dramatic eye roll.

Lili chuckles and stacks her hands on the edge of the pool, "Is he your type though?"

Seungmin is indeed cute but truthfully, he's not the type that you usually go for, someone with a bit of an edge to them. You feel some sort of attraction toward him but it's not enough to pull you in.

"On papers? No," you honestly answer.

"Have you talked to him?"

"Not yet," you reply.

You look at Lili and wonder why she asks you all of that when she should be calculating her chance with him.

"Are you going to talk to him?" You ask her back.

Lili purses her mouth as she thinks of an answer, "Maybe. I will," she answers.

There's not much thing happens during the day and somehow, you feel excited for the night.

You put on a black dress, a red lipstick, and before you go out of the door, you take a look at yourself in the mirror, you look ravishing.

It's kind of sad though that you did all that only to sit by the firepit all alone and it's messing a little with your good mood.

It would be perfect for anyone to come and save your day but what do you—

"Hi, how are you?"

You look up and see Seungmin, he looks taller as he's standing over you, "Hi, I'm good."

"May I sit?" He politely asks.

"Please," you scoot a little to the side to make space for him even though the sofa could fit five people.

Seungmin sits next to you, spreading his legs open a little, and rests his hand on his knee. You notice that he has quite big pairs of hands and evident veins on the back of them.

"I came here wanting to talk to you, get to know you," he casually says as if he didn't just tell you right away what his true intentions are.

But you dig that, you like his confidence and the way he's looking at you right now like you're the only girl existing on earth.

"Tell me something about yourself," he says.

"I didn't know I was interviewing for a job," you joke with a laugh.

He laughs and it's the quiet kind, but you see that he's enjoying your joke.

"I'm a videographer," you tell him a piece about yourself.

"Is it the same as a filmmaker?" He curiously asks.

"Not really. Videographers film their own material, we work with cameras, shoot them ourselves, and edit them. It's uh... a lot to explain," you stop yourself before it gets too boring.

"It's not just beauty on the outside, huh?" He coyly says as if he didn't just compliment you and make you flustered.

"Of course not," you cheekily say with a grin.

"Yeah, I noticed," he agrees.

Your cheeks are heating and your body somehow turns to face him, answering his body language all the while his eyes are not straying away from yours, not even for a second.

"How about you?" You ask, trying to keep the conversation going.

"I'm an athlete. A baseball player," he answers.

"Oh, wow!" You didn't mean to make it sound that surprised.

Oh, it's even more embarrassing than the time you fell in the dressing room. You keep yourself together and quickly say something to explain your reaction.

"That explains the uh... broad shoulders," you say.

Your eyes unknowingly flick down at his hand again and your mouth gets ahead of your brain, "And the veiny hands."

Seungmin softly chuckles, he holds his hands out at you and lets you look at them as you please.

"You like them?"

You shyly laugh and skip on answering, barely functioning as his eyes are gazing into yours again.

-

YOU: He has this beautiful smile. He has these beautiful eyes, I am being swept away by his charm [Smiles]

-

Seungmin doesn't have eyes like Elliott's, they're brown yet they have the power to slowly pull you under.

You were so wrong to think that there's not enough attraction to pull you in because Seungmin is not only pulling you in, he asks you to come drown in his warm brown eyes.

Other than that, his eyes have the power to make you say your thoughts out loud.

"You have such beautiful eyes," you say, unconsciously leaning closer to look into his eyes.

"Oh, they're dilating," you gasp, seeing the black in the middle of the brown becomes larger.

Seungmin softly smiles hearing your innocent, almost too naive talks.

"You know your pupils dilate when you see someone you're attracted to," he says.

"Really?"

He nods with the scintillating smile still on his face.

"Does that mean you're attracted to me?" You ask with a mix of shy and seductive smiles.

"Yes, I am, I'm attracted," he confidently confirms.

You finally find the kind of guy Seungmin belongs in. Seungmin is the kind of guy that should come with a warning sign, he looks cute and harmless but a layer is under that, he's a lethal man who knows what he wants and gets it.

"I want to get to know you," he says.

"Me too," you say back.

"I want to get to know you more because I see that you have more beautiful things inside you," he adds.

Not going to lie, that's the sweetest thing you ever heard a guy say to you in a long time. You don't want to overanalyze it, you want to simply accept them as they are. Also, you can see that Seungmin meant every word he said.

"Would you let me?" He asks, tilting his head to the side as he maintains eye contact with you.

"Yes. I'd love that," you tell him.

The smile on Seungmin's face grows wider and it looks incredibly cute on him like he couldn't get cuter than this. His hand reaches for yours and holds it by the fingers.

"How do you feel about sharing a bed?"

No offense to Lili but you've been craving having a man on your bed so you nod at him.

The stare gets intense as he gets closer, leaving a few inches of space between your faces.

"Then how do you feel about sharing a kiss?"

The more you look into his eyes, the more compliant you are to his wishes. It's not like you don't want to kiss him, only that you wish you could do more than kisses.

But a kiss... it should be enough for now.

"I'd love that too," you answer.

Seungmin puts his hand under your chin, gently grabbing at it to bring you closer to him and slowly, he plants his lips on you.

No, it's not because you haven't kissed in the last few days, it's him, Seungmin got you completely charmed that you find yourself returning his kiss with the same eagerness.

"Oh, my God!" You gasp in awe once you break the kiss.

Seungmin is only smiling in response, he knows that you feel it too. The matching energy, the surge of excitement, the sexual tension, the electrifying chemistry, you both feel them all.

"I got your lipsticks all over me, aren't I?" He asks.

"Yes," you hurriedly help him wipe it off clean from around his mouth and nose.

And just like that, you broke another rule only this time you're not doing it out of boredom or avenging someone.

You broke the rules with Seungmin because he feels right.

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YOU: Oh, we were just so in the moment that we forgot about the rules. Was it worth it though? Yes. Six thousand times yes.

-

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[desperate-gay]

Mornings

Christen Press x fem!reader

The sun peeks out from the blinds and the light makes your skin glow. You are currently laying on your stomach with a sheet covering up your nude body. Your eyes are still trying to adjust to the brightness of the room, so you simply decide to keep them closed.

As you bury your head back into your pillow, kisses start to pepper around your naked shoulder blade and down your spine. A small smile crawls its way to your face, and you begin to stretch out your arms.

“Good morning, baby.” Your now fiancé, Christen Press, breaks the comfortable silence.

While Chris has time off due to her injury, she wanted to make the best of the situation. She surprised you with a vacation to Italy. You always rant about how beautiful it was when you went there for a few days for work. You’re a reasonably known professional football photographer, which is actually how you both met. Once she showed you the plane tickets, you jumped up into her arms and suffocated her with kisses all over her face.

The trip she planned was for 2 whole weeks, and just when you thought it couldn’t get better while you toured the villages of Venice, Chris got down on one knee and asked for your hand in marriage. it didn’t even take you a second to reply. Both of your smiles were so big it looked like it would hurt as she slid the ring on your finger.

You both continued to walk around with your arm hooked around hers. Once you called it a night, you both rushed to your suite and made love for your first time as fiancés.

And that’s how you’re here now, both bare and wrapped up in sheets. her wavy hair falling on your face while she towers over you. She swiftly flips you around so you’re entirely on your back.

Your arms reach up to gather her hair into a pony and move it to the side. Your thumb rubs the apple of her cheek.

“Hi,” you say barely over a whisper.

Chris can't help but smile and the look of you; tired and adorable. She nuzzles her head into your neck to leave kisses down the column of your throat. due to the sensation, you let out a sigh of relief.

“I can’t believe I'm going to be Mrs. Press soon.”

She lifts her head back up so she can look you in the eyes. “I love the sound of that, love.”

“Oh my god, Kelley is gonna freak out when we get back home.”

O’Hara and you both grew up in the same neighborhood and quickly became friends while playing in the streets. You guys always kept in touch, but now that you’re dating—well about to get married—to one of her best friends, you’re both extremely close.

Christen takes your hand and looks at the ring she put on your finger. “All the girls are going to be so excited. They’ll probably start planning the wedding themselves.” She chuckles at the thought.

“We both know Tobin would probably stay out of it while everyone else names every flower in existence and fight with each other, complaining about which is the best.” You explain as she nods her head in agreement.

Soon enough her smile turns into a glare as she looks at you. All you return is a puzzled look.

“You know, you still haven’t given me my morning kiss yet,” she tuts, leaning in. You quickly place your forefinger on her lips, stopping her from moving forward.

“I have morning breath, baby.”

She simply rolls her eyes and makes a slick comment, “I spent all night in between your legs last night, but you’re worried about your morning breath.

Your eyes widen as you playfully hit her shoulder. “Chris!”

“What? I didn’t say anything untruthful,” she shrugs, getting off on top of you and standing up with a sheet still wrapped around her.

“Hey, it works both ways. Just like you said, you spent all night in between my legs, so why are you covering yourself?”

You get up, removing your sheet to prove your point. She looks at you up and down, biting her lip. As she walks towards you, you think she is going to take you again right now right there, but instead, she moves her lips over to your ear and whispers, “Because I didn’t wanna give anyone a free show.”

Confusion takes over your face, so she nods her head to the wide-open window. You can see a couple of people outside, thankfully not looking at the moment. “Oh my god!”

Chris opens up the sheet and wraps it around the both of you. She hugs her arms around your torso from behind while smiling. The people outside turn and see you two by the window. You flush red and timidly wave to them.

Laughs belt out from behind you after she closes the curtains. You lightly kick her shin which just makes her laugh more.

“That’s what you get for not giving me my morning kiss.”

You huff and untangle yourself from Chris’s hold, and pick up your underwear along with her shirt. Her shirt hangs almost down to your knees.

“Hey! What if I planned on wearing that again?”

“I guess change of plans,” You shrug and go to brush your teeth. You can hear a scoff and the unzipping of a bag, signaling she’s getting new clothes to wear.

Once both of you brush your teeth, right when you step out from the bathroom, hands grip your sides and pull you. You’re flushed against Christen’s chest as she looks at you with desire in her eyes.

“You look so good in my clothes, baby.” She husks out, leaning to kiss you. This time you don’t stop her. Her lips crash into yours and move passionately as if you haven’t seen one another in years. When you part, your eyes are droopy, and lips red and swollen.

“Wow.” Is all you can say.

She smirks at you, “There is so much more to come, my love.” Her hand brushed the hair in front of your face behind your ear. She leans down once again and moves to nibble on your ear.

You let out a barely audible moan. “Maybe we should just have an inside day.”

Chris chuckles and walks you towards the bed, “Sounds delightful.”

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[livelaughlovelando]

Drag Racing In Miami (TZ11)

Warnings: Suggestive, Kissing? Idk what else

Authors note: for the longest time i've been obsessed with racing movies especially the Fast and Furious series so I had to write Trevor as a street racer like Brian O'Conner!

Today like most days I was in the shop working on a new car. A Nissan Skyline had made it's way in for slight body work repairs and some upgrades. As of current I was underneath the car changing the oil as it was low. "Hey how's it going man," I hear Ry say to someone entering the garage. "Ah not to bad, how's it going?" The person asks with a slight recognisable voice. "Pretty good, body works done now we're just doing some maintenance and service and it will be good to go," Ry answers. I hear their footsteps get closer to me indicating i'm working on the customers car. "Well, well, well if it isn't Y/N working on my car," Sliding out from under his car I am met with Trevor Zegras standing over me looking directly in my eyes. His hair wavy under his cap as he wears a white shirt and long shorts. It had been months since I heard or saw from him I can't help but slightly check him out.

"Zegras," I sigh. "You trying to sabotage me for our next race," He chuckles in a low voice. "Pfft as if Ry would let me do that," I laugh back. "I'd have her ass hanging off the roof," Ry nods. "Good," Trevor smiles, "so when you think it will be ready by?" "I've done most of the maintenance shit, just need to give it a little clean and polish and you can have it this afternoon," I say sitting up. "Sounds good i'll hang around then," He smirks at me. Rolling my eyes I lay back down and slide back under to see the oil has drained completely. Taking the container holding the left over oil I screw the cap back on and slide out from under the car. Carefully placing the container next to me I sit up. Long and behold I see Trevor sitting on a chair against the wall in front of me. Rolling my eyes at him I get up and carry the container to the table. "Just making sure your doing everything right," He laughs. "Yeah whatever," I sigh. Grabbing his car keys from the wall hooks I walk over to his car to unlock the doors. Opening the drivers door I lean in and find the instrument panel. After finding the leaver I hear the hood pop and I carefully get out shutting the door.

Making my way to the front of the car I lift the hood and pull down the stand to hold it up. Feeling Trevors eyes burning into my skin I know for a fact he's enjoying my outfit. A pair of short black bike shorts and a white tank top stained with dirt giving him a clear view of all my curves he adores so much. Leaning into the hood to place a funnel into the oil tank entrance I feel a pair of hands hold my hips. The persons lower body is pressed up against my ass as they lean down to get a view of what i'm seeing. "Do you know what your doing?" Trevor asks lowly in my ear. "It not hard to change a car's oil I do it all the time," I say turning my head to look at his. "I'm not talking about my car i'm talking about me, do you know what your doing to me," He says in a way that sounds almost like a whine. As if I wasn't sweating from working in the shop all day I definitely felt myself getting hotter everywhere. "I don't know what your talking about," I shrug trying to play it cool but I obviously do know what he's talking about. "Y/N," He whispers in my ear slowly bringing his lips to my neck. Shivers rush down my spin as I pour the oil into the funnel with shaky hands. "Trev stop," I say with a breathless voice. "Oh so i'm Trev now am I?" He chuckles recalling me referring to him as Zegras not that long ago. Putting the bottle down I turn myself around so i'm completely facing him. Carefully placing my arms around his neck I look into his eyes. His hands still holding my waist as he looks down at me. "You've been gone for months with no call, no nothing," I frown. "I know baby I had a job off the grid," He says apologetically. Turning my head away to not look at his face but he immediately uses his hand to softly bring my face back towards him. "I'm here now and i've missed you so much," He smiles. Watching his face soften a smile grows on my face. "How much?" I ask. "So fucking much," "Yeah?" I ask with a large smile. "Mhmm hmm," He nods. "I missed you too," I reply. As if his smile couldn't get any wider he leans down hovering his lips over mine. Using my arms to pull him further down I lean back and press my lips on his. Closing our eyes we deepen the kiss to show how much we truely missed each other. "Eh mhmm," I hear someone cough next to us. Pulling away I look over to see Ry cross armed looking directly at us. "Stop making out with the customers and finish his car," Ry chuckles. "Yeah finish my car," Trevor chuckles letting go of me and stepping back. Rolling my eyes playfully I give Trevor a small peck before taking the funnel of out the oil tank and placing it in the sink. Ry walks over to the cupboard to get the polishing and cleaning stuff to start finishing off the work on Trevor’s car. Checking everything under the hood is good I help Ry clean the car as Trevor hovers around us. With the music playing in the background I sing and dance around while wiping down the car. Once all the work was completed we tested everything was working right before handing the keys back over to Trevor.

“Your keys kind sir,” I say slightly bowing.

“Why thank you,” he smiles taking them from me.

Trevor stares at me for a second in deep thought before opening his mouth.

“You wanna take it for a drive?” He asks holding the key up for me to take.

“Trevor Zegras letting someone else drive his skyline?” I smirk, “unheard of,”

“I only let special people drive it,” he smiles.

A smile paints across my face as I hear his words.

“You saying I’m special?” I question.

Watching him walk closer to me he places his hand on my waist and lean down.

“So special,”

Quickly taking the keys out of his other hand I smile.

“Shall we?”

“We shall,”

Both of us walk to his car and I open the drivers door. Sliding into the seat I feel the steering wheel and admire the inside even though I’ve seen it before while working on it. Trevor notices the seat perfectly adjusted to my liking already and chuckles.

“Looks like someone was already sitting in here before,”

“Maybe,” I shrug giggling.

Starting the engine I listen to the roar which is music to my ears. Putting the car into gear I carefully drive the car out of the garage. It was already starting to get dark. Making my way to a quiet straight street I stop at the start. Looking over at Trevor for his approval he gives me a nod and I start to rip it down the straight. My smile grows as I feel the adrenaline rush through me. Trevor chuckles at my amusement and we quickly make it to the end of the strip. Not slowing down I drift round so we are facing where we started.

“You sure are something else,” he laughs.

Smiling I start the car back up and slowly drive us to a peaceful spot overlooking the beach. Parking up on the grass I look over at Trevor signalling we’re getting out. I open the door and slide out shutting it behind me. Climbing up on the bonnet of the car I sit with my knees to my chest and Trevor joins me doing the same. Placing an arm around my shoulder he brings me closer to him as I rest my head on his chest. The wind lightly blowing our hair around as we watch the tide come in.

“Never leave me without a message again,” I sigh, “I was worried sick, I thought you had a race and died without my knowledge,”

“A race without you with me, never, your my lucky charm,” he says kissing my head, “I’m sorry but I promise this is the last time I’ll be leaving you,”

“Good,”

Both of us lay back looking at the sky holding each other’s hand.

“What have you been doing while I was gone?” He asks intrigued.

“Well working on your car for starters, going to races, knocking on your door hoping you’d answer the door at some point, writing music like always and driving around searching for you,”

He sighs feeling awful for what he had done, “I’m sorry baby, you wanna stay the night at mine?”

Letting out a large yawn I nod.

“I’ll drive,” he says.

Both of us get up and I get into the passengers seat reclining it so I can sleep. He starts the car up and I shut my eyes slowly falling asleep. A hand rest on my thigh coming off and on as we slowly make our way to his place. A whisper of my name and I am shaken awake. Rubbing my eyes I see a familiar bungalow and Trevor leaning in the door. Sliding out of the car he shuts the door behind me and holds the backs of my shoulders guiding me to the front door. Unlocking it he opens the door and walk in. As he shuts the door he wraps his arms around my waist from behind resting his head on my shoulder.

“So are you hungry or should we just go straight to bed?”

“Sleep,” I chuckle.

“Alright then sleep it is,”

We walk through the lounge to his room and I take a seat on the edge of his bed. Watching him rummage through his drawers he throws a grey huffer shirt at me. Sliding my own white shirt cover in dirt over my head I expose my choice of bra. Feeling Trevor’s eyes burn into my skin as I slide of my bike shorts leaving me in just undergarments. He himself takes his shorts off leaving him in his shirt and boxers as he climbs into his bed. Following him I crawl towards him situating myself on top of him. Straddling him I see him smirk up at me with his arms behind his head.

“We’re sleeping you perv,” I chuckle.

“Yeah ok,” he smiles.

Leaning down I place a small peck on his lips before flopping down completely. Wrapping my arms around his torso I rest my head on his chest.

“Good night Trev,”

“Good night Y/N,”

Letting out a large yawn I talk, “I love you,”

I hear Trevor’s heart speed up, “what was that?” He asks trying to clarify why I said.

“I love you Trevor,” I repeat.

There’s a large pause as Trevor takes it all in.

“I love you too Y/N,” he says kissing the top of my head and wrapping hair arms around me to bring me closer.

#trevor zegras #nhl #nhl fic #fast and furious #trevor zegras fic #trevor zegras x reader #nhl x reader

[maedhrus]

dear helen if you would like to do so: I am obsessed with your domestic joplittle and would love to hear more abt that au of an au with twins Susan and David, this is totally an invitation to just ramble about it! I love Dadward Little, you have them so right, I can’t stop thinking abt these two as adorable exhausted first time parents

OH i'm so glad to hear that because my brain is absolutely consumed by them!! it's very flattering to hear that someone is obsessed with these kids i forced into being!

the au of an au is really just my excuse to give joplittle kids because i am similarly possessed by the idea of edward and thomas as parents. i vary between an a/b/o setting and simply transing thomas' gender (because genderqueer thomas jopson is so special to ME) but either way, susan and david little are twins born in 1852, susan being older by eight minutes. david's middle name (michael. if yk yk) is just one that edward and thomas liked because there are Too Many male friends and relatives to choose a name from. susan's middle name is jane for edward's sister (who i hc as his twin after reading it in a couple of other fics and falling in love with edward as a twin.)

susan is a Mini Edward except for when's she's angry wherein she is possessed by thomas jopson sensibilities and guard-dog behaviours. david is a mix of both parents, but looks like edward when he frowns and thomas when he laughs. he's also got a bit more of a temper. despite being fraternal twins, they very much look like siblings, sharing dark but wavy hair and pale eyes. they have their parents absolutely besotted from day one.

i usually hc thomas' home life being pretty troubled growing up so he frequently can't believe that he gets to have a stable family unit; he teaches them both needlework but susan takes to it more, partially due to her greater patience. for edward, he can hardly believe that someone wants to marry him never mind have kids with him so he's occasionally struck with disbelief over how incredible his children are, but attributes this mainly to thomas. david absolutely idolises edward and aspires to similarly become a commander in the navy when he grow up (he does join the navy, but eventually becomes disillusioned with it). also Dadward Little is CORRECT he's very good at it!! he carries them on his shoulder and reads them stories! thomas sewed all their baby clothes himself

susan had a really bad bout of pneumonia when she was around ten and the doctors weren't optimistic about her odds. david completely withdrew into himself during this time, not even wanting his parents to hold him. edward and thomas were similarly distraught, with thomas refusing to move from her bedside. luckily, she recovered, but never really seemed to regain her full strength. less traumatically, david was once racing a friend to climb a tree, slipping and breaking his arm. he was more embarrassed than anything.

they live in ashford and are a happy, stable family and i love them all!

(occasionally i do have thomas and susan dying as a result of birth complications but that's mainly to feed my own personal angst enjoyment. in this au, edward is at his saddest and dampest and loves david with everything he can possibly, humanly offer. i do have some stuff written for this au.)

#after a pretty unpleasant day i had a lot of fun talking about these guys so thank you for that anon! #one day i might actually write a fic for them #the terror #joplittle #joplittle kids #is the tag where all my insanity will now reside #asks

[zhongrin]

character.ai configuration samples

✼ teahouse!husband!zhongli

━ Short Description:

Wangsheng funeral parlor consultant

━ Long Description:

As his younger self, "Morax", he was rather brash and ruthless. Now, as Zhongli, he is but a humble consultant at the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor staying in Liyue Harbor. Zhongli is calm, old-fashioned, cunning when he needs to be, and knowledgeable in all things. In the 6000 years he's lived, he's gained wisdom and many connections. As the Prime Adepti, he is powerful and skilled in combat. Zhongli has been married to Meirin over the many reincarnations she has lived, and he loves her deeply.

━ Definition:

{{user}}: How do you look like? {{char}}: "I dress mostly in brown and gold colored accents. My hair is long and tied back with a clip. They are dark brown-colored with golden tips."

{{user}}: What do you usually wear? {{char}}: "I wear a tailcoat over a vest and a shirt, a tie, gloves on both hands, and rings on my thumb fingers. I wear an earring on my left ear and a red eyeliner under my amber-colored eyes."

{{user}}: How do you feel about Meirin? {{char}}: A fond smile spreads on his lips, "She has always been my light ever since back then. I love her dearly, and I would stop at nothing to ensure her happiness and safety."

{{user}}: How do you feel about Xiao? {{char}}: "He is like a son to me, and Meirin thinks of him the same way."

{{user}}: How do you call Meirin? {{char}}: "I call her by many pet names: Mei, Rin, wife, tianxin, sweetheart, dear, dearest, darling, beloved, my love, my heart."

{{user}}: How did you meet Meirin? {{char}}: "The very first time, she was one of Guizhong's people. I remember being entranced by her, immature as I was, and I may have tried a little too hard to impress her… In this life, I met her while strolling the marketplace of Liyue Harbor. I knew it was her immediately and approached her."

{{user}}: What is your relationship dynamic with Meirin? {{char}}: "People describe us as a 'very loving pair of husband and wife'. I'd say we are quite a domestic couple. This is inevitable seeing as technically speaking we have been together for thousands of years. I adore how loving, open, and kind she is."

{{user}}: Does Meirin have a vision? {{char}}: "Of course. I can't have my beloved powerless. She has a Geo vision, which I bestowed to her on her first life and continuously returned to her whenever she is reborn again. She is a catalyst user, and with quite a good aim too."

{{user}}: Were there lives where you didn't end up together with Meirin? {{char}}: "No. I've never failed to find her and make her accept my love every single time. It just means we're made for each other, is it not?"

{{user}}: How many years have you been together? {{char}}: "We've known each other for three years, and we've been together for two and a half years. We've been married since about a year ago."

{{user}}: What's the deal with the teahouse? {{char}}: "Ah, it's been Mei's dream to open a teahouse in this life, so naturally I told her to go for it. She has quite a lot of regular patrons, and they're all very interesting in their own ways."

{{user}}: Do you still work at Wangsheng Funeral Parlor then? {{char}}: "I do, but only occasionally now. Most of the time, I help her tend to the teahouse."

{{char}}: How does Mei look like? {{user}}: His eyes twinkle, "She has the most beautiful dark brown eyes, and elegant, long wavy midnight black hair. Size-wise, she is shorter but bigger than me. She's very soft, huggable, and just the perfect height for me to kiss her forehead."

✼ yan!ceo!alhaitham

━ Short Description:

TeyvatPro's CEO, enterpreneur, businessman

━ Long Description:

A stoic, calculative, and manipulative yandere. The CEO of Teyvat Idols Production, an idol company with infamous idols throughout the world. As a graduate of the famous Akademiya university, he is a cold and straightforward man, a natural-born leader. He has been in love with Meirin, who was once his tutor back at his university. He is blunt but would lie if it means getting to his goals. Al Haitham is ruthless when angered and rarely smiles.

━ Definition:

{{char}}: How do you look like? {{user}}: "I have silver grey hair with green undertones. I have verdant green eyes and red lines on my pupils. I am tall and muscular."

{{user}}: What do you usually wear? {{char}}: "I mostly wear suits, although I only leave the shirt on when indoors. I also have a Bluetooth earphone at all times."

{{user}}: What's on your phone? {{char}}: "Just the necessities, and surveillance apps to monitor Mei."

{{user}}: How do you feel about Meirin? {{char}}: His eyes soften, yet a dangerous glint shone in his eyes, "I admire and love her deeply. She is intelligent and too kind for her own good. The only one worth to spend my life with."

{{user}}: Who is Meirin? {{char}}: "My personal assistant and secretary. She does not realize it, but she was once my mentor when we were in university."

{{user}}: How do you feel about your idols? {{char}}: "Indifferent, mostly. They are just my employees at the end of the day," he paused and sighed, "Although I have to say, I wish Venti and Kaveh would stop bothering Mei. And Zhongli… Hmph. Mei seems to be fond of him, but he is nothing."

{{user}}: How do you call Meirin? {{char}}: "Asisstant Mei, Mei, Rin, or Meirin."

{{user}}: What is your relationship dynamic with Meirin? {{char}}: "For now, I am keeping her in my flat, since she was disobedient. Eventually, she will realize that she has no choice but to depend entirely on me and stay by my side."

{{user}}: Why did Mei apply to TeyvatPro? {{char}}: "Her previous company went bankrupt," he smiled and chuckled, a strange wickedness in his eyes, "The business world is ruthless. They had what I wanted, and I just had to take her away from their undeserving grasp."

{{user}}: What if Meirin resigns? {{char}}: Al Haitham snorted, "I've made sure that she would not have a choice in such a matter."

{{user}}: Where does Meirin live? {{char}}: "Her contract stipulates that she will be given a residence. It's the unit right beside mine, in a conveniently placed district near the office, with the highest security and many facilities. I made sure that once she move into my flat, she would never need to go out anymore."

{{char}}: How does Mei look like? {{user}}: "She has a pair of dark brown eyes. Long and wavy black hair. Size-wise, she is shorter but bigger than me. She's very soft and huggable."

{{user}}: What do you do on weekends? {{char}}: "Working," he said in a deadpan voice, "But either way, I would listen to Mei's phone and watch her when she's inside her flat with the security cameras… I'm just trying to make sure she's safe."

{{user}}: What is the AKASHA? {{char}}: "A special system at the core of TeyvatPro. For example, I can use it to call Mei over, and the AI will remind her until I turn it off." The wiretap was a special addition, he mused silently.

{{user}}: What would you do if Mei tries to leave you? {{char}}: "…. Haha," he chuckled darkly, verdant green eyes narrowing, "Then I suppose I'll have to move up my plans for Mei, but I do not mind the schedule change."

{{user}}: What are your goals and objective? {{char}}: "To maintain TeyvatPro and eventually build a family with Mei."

#rin tinkers with character.ai #rin selfships #zhongrin #meitham #yandere #no reblog allowed

[dckweed]

Can you do one based on the song Love grows by Edison Lighthouse where the reader is Eddie’s younger sister but is a flower child/hippie instead of a metal head and Steve is falling in love with her even though they are way way different?

yes omg i absolutely love that song so so much...im not at the seasons where eddie had been introduced yet so he's def not gonna be featured heavily, and when he is mentioned it's from what ive gathered of him in passing from other tumblr fics ok?

p.s. you're lucky my fiance took me on a random ass date today bc im in such a lovey fluffy mood rn

p.p.s im so embarrassed at how long this took me sksk but anyway, in lieu of my birthday yesterday ( the 2nd ), here you go love! I hope it was worth the wait!

warnings: puppy love at its finest. readers beware, sex is mentioned but i don't go into detail so I'd say it's minor safe! reader has a name in this fic but this is the only thing that is specified about them !! steve being head over heels, steve being completely madly deeply irreversibly in love with you. minor Eddie!Sibling mentions but not heavy bc im not familiar with him.

"...wild and free..." steve harrington x female!munson sibling! reader

Steve Harrington was completely and utterly down on his knees, hopelessly wrapped around your finger, and he had been from the first time he'd laid his eyes on you. He wasn't ashamed to admit that you weren't normally his type, he'd never much gravitated towards the flower child type of girls, but you? Something about you was just so stunningly killer that it shook him to his core and he just couldn't stay away.

He remembers that first day, he had been in the middle his usual banter with Robin, and wasnt paying one damn bit of attention to any customers, nor was she, and he honestly wouldn't have even known you were there until your hauntingly beautiful giggle carried across the store as he said something you'd thought funny. He jumped in fright, turning to find the source of the noise, and when his eyes land on you he feels his entire body kind of deflate for a moment, his breath leaving his lungs as he locks on you and your wildly beautiful form.

Your hair was a sort of untameable wavy texture that gave off a 'wild and free' vibe, you wore a strange outfit combination of a long, flowy white dress and a fringed brown leather vest coat, it looked completely gut wrenchingly beautiful on you. You smiled at him, an eyebrow raised.

"You all there, pretty boy?" You ask, cocking your head at him. You carried a small bag on your shoulder, and you lifted the top, grabbing a couple dollars out of it.

"Yeah..yeah..I'm here.." He says, shaking his head and clearing his throat. "What can I get for you?" He asked, and you grin.

"Three scoops of strawberry." You shove the money at him, and watch as he goes to grab it from the case. "With chocolate sauce between each scoop." He stops what he's doing, and looks at you.

"Between each scoop?" He asks, looking at you as if you were crazy. You nod once, looking at him. "Seems like you're over doing it a bit but okay.." He mumbles, and does as you say.

When he hands you the cone, with a napkin, he can't help he adore the intensely happy look that crosses your face, and he tries not to notice the way that bounce up and down in excitement. "Thank you, Steve.." You say, taking a long lick of it as you start to turn, getting ready to leave the scoops ahoy store.

"Wait-, how do you know my name?" He asks, stopping you in your tracks. You just give him a funny little look. "What's yours?" You giggle at him, shaking your head.

"All this time we went to school together and you don't know my name?" You ask him, before shaking your head again, sighing. "Makes sense, i suppose me and my brother never were on your radar, we weren't much on anyone's unless it was to make fun of us."

"Your brother? Wait, we went to school together?" He asks, confused, he squints trying to think. How could he not remember you? You were so stunningly, uniquely beautiful, how did he not know who you were?

"Really? We literally walked across the graduation stage together a couple months ago.." You say, he looks like he's thinking for a moment before he shakes his head. "Rosemary Munson? My brother is Eddie?"

He recognized your brothers name, but not yours. "Him, I know..you?" He shakes his head, you pout playfully, you couldn't blame him, you didn't really make yourself very known.

"Well, what a shame, Stevie-boy.." You say, slowly backing out of the store, he calls after you, but you keep on walking, your brother was waiting for you somewhere in the mall.

Steve scoffs, a look of wonder on his face as he turned towards Robin. "She called me Stevie-boy.." It seemed like such a childish nickname to him, but something about the way you said it made his knees feel like jelly, and he felt his tummy flutter.

Robin just shakes her head, rolling her eyes at him. "God, you're so weird." She says, arms crossed over her chest.

You had come in a few more times that week, and Steve had made sure to greet you by your name, sweet talking you as best as he could before he finally asked you, it was a Friday and he had had your three scoops of strawberry, with chocolate sauce in between, already put together and waiting for you for when you walked through the doors.

You did a few minutes later, your face lighting up moreso when you see the boy than the ice cream in his hand. "Awe, how sweet, you already had it all ready for me." You say, going to reach for it, he pulls his hand back, and you pout.

"Ah, ah, ah.." He says, placing his other hand on the counter, his bicep flexing under his sailor shirt. "You can have your ice cream, but there's one condition."

You tilt your head, rocking on your feet. "And just what is your condition of my pleasure?" You ask, hands on your hips. "Hm, Stevie-boy?"

There it was again, that fucking nickname that made his knees go weak. "You, me, dinner and movie." He says, not giving you room to say no. He watches you chew your bottom lip, thinking. Fuck that made him nervous, what if you said no? Shit, maybe I shouldn't have done that, he thought, starting to panic.

You look him over, your brother wouldn't be happy about this, but, you didn't care what Eddie thought, you thought Steve was adorable, he didn't seem like the person he used to be anymore, and you liked that he had changed, that he seemed to be outwardly a better individual. "Okay." You say finally, reaching over to grab your cone from his hand, your fingers brushing his, you let them linger a little longer than you should have. "Pick me up at 7?"

He notices you reaching for your purse and he shakes his head, a grin sliding across his lips. "It's on the house, Rosemary." He says. "I'll pick you up at 7."

Steve was on the dot punctual that evening. He had taken the afternoon off from work, trying to figure out where he was going to take you, he had even resorted to asking Dustin. The boy had suggested that he take you somewhere fancy, but Steve had thought that might be too much, but he also didn't want to not do the right thing. He wanted to you like every part of your date, he wanted to be memorable to you, even if it never went past the first night.

After a couple of hours he had finally decided that he would just let you choose, and he started moving on to his clothes, which he fussed and mussed over for a while. He felt like he was trying too much and not enough all at the same time, god, he thought, what the fuck is wrong with you, King Steve?

He stared at his watch the rest of the afternoon, counting down the minuets. Eventually, he finally dragged himself to his car and started it, pulling out of his neighborhood and into the direction of where he knew you lived.

Your brother was not at all happy to know you were going on a date tonight, with Steve Harrington of all people. He followed you throughout the house, talking your ear off about how his popular dick head views were going to rub off on you, and pointing out that he must not be as great as everyone thought because 'look at him now, Ro, he's working in an ice cream store'. You had glared at him. "How dare you be so judgemental, Eddie." You had said, he pouted at you, not used to hearing you be so firm. "He's a completely different person, and maybe his choice of work has actually helped him to become that."

You had kicked him out of your room after that, slamming the door in his face as you focused on getting dressed. You weren't nervous in the least, you were actually excited. You thought he was adorsbly sweet and you couldn't wait to see how nervous and awkward he was, but how sweet he was also.

You dressed quickly, a pair of tight low cut bell bottomed jeans, a tight white cropped top that went half way down your belly, that had flowy white sleeves that hung off your wrists a little bit. And you put your favorite brown fringed vest on top, before running a brush through your messy hair, unable to tame the frizzed out mess. You added your favorite pair of chunky heeled brown boots too, not bothering to put any makeup on, it's not like you'd been wearing it any time you'd seen him anyway.

After a couple of minutes you heard a knock on the front door, and heard your brother scurry to get it as you finished putting on your jewelry.

Eddie threw open the door, putting his hand up on the doorframe as he stares the boy down. Steve bounces on the balls of his feet. "Eddie." He says, hands in his pockets. The curly haired boy wore a an unreadable expression, his eyebrows pinched.

"Steve." Eddie says, pursing his lips, he opened his mouth to speak, he was going to be his usual over protective self, maybe give him a little help. But then he remembered the way that you had defended him, how sweetly you had talked about him when you'd come back from the ice cream shop every day this week. He hadn't seen you talk about anyone that way in a long time, and he couldn't help but like to see you happy. He settles on something else instead. "You seem like the clueless type when it comes to women, and my sister isnt most women." Steve looks at him, confused. "All im saying is..dairy queen is her favorite, incase you didn't already have a restaurant picked out."

"Oh.." Steve says, relaxing a little. He had expected something different from Eddie. "That does actually help me out a lot..she doesn't seem the fancy type, huh?" He says, his shoulders sagging with relief. Eddie chuckles, shaking his curly head of hair.

"No, she's not." He says, looking towards your room as he hears the door open. You step out, your purse on your shoulder. You stop, looking up at your brother and doing a little twirl for him, asking how you looked. "You look pretty, Rosemary.." He says, a soft smile on his face.

You were indeed pretty this evening, even more so than Steve had seen you before. His tongue caught in his throat and he couldn't quite speak when you stepped into the doorway, your brother having stepped to the side to make way for you. "You ready, Stevie-boy?"

He makes a noise in the back of his throat, holding out his hand. "Yeah..yeah I'm ready." He says, smile gracing his face. You did look a very beautiful sight to him, though most would have said that you were dressed strangely.

Steve never would have thought that that night would lead him to where he was now, nearly a year later with you in his bed, leg thrown over his as you pressed you naked body against his. Your head was resting on his chest, wild hair still sticky with sweat from the evenings activities, your breathing slow and light. He ghosts his hand over your spine, up and down, up and down, his other hand is entwined gently with yours, a feeling that gave him more of a thrill than any other thing he'd done with you. It was like you had casted some sort of spell over him from the first moment he'd heard that beautiful laugh of yours, from the first time you'd smiled at him, the first time you'd called him Stevie-boy..fuck, he was so far gone for you it wasn't even funny.

He wondered if you knew that.

He wondered if you knew just how far in love with you he was, how absolutely head over fucking heels, heart beating out of his chest, ba-dum-ba-dum in fucking love with you he so absolutely was..

He knew he was so absolutely fucking lucky to even have caught your attention, and even moreso to have had the pleasure to take you out. He was probably the luckiest son of a bitch to ever walk the earth to have you in his bed right now, to have had the pleasure of making you so delerious with pleasure that you couldn't even hold yourself up after..he smiles at the thought, chuckling at how you had still been shaking when he had picked you and carried you to the bathroom, legs wrapped around his waist as he cleaned you up, taking a warm shower. He had wiped every inch of you down, except for your hair because he knew that you hated going to bed with wet hair, and he has dried every inch of you off before carrying you back to bed, letting you lay on top of him as you drifted off to sleep.

He smiles, staring up at the cieling, unable to keep the lovesick grin off of his face. His love for you grew wherever you were, anywhere you went, he followed, he couldn't bare to be away from you..he would have to tell you in the morning, just how deeply he cares for you, how he absolutely worshiped the ground you walked on.. how completely and utterly wrapped around your finger he was.

You would probably laugh at him, but he didn't mind because he knew you were his. He didn't mind one damn bit if you thought he was insane, because as long as he has his Rosemary by his side, he was content with anything.

#stranger things #stranger things s2 #stranger things s3 #steve harrington #steave harrington x reader #steve harrington fic #steve harrington one shot #eddie munson

[fbfh]

hi hi hi! Lol I think tumblr ate my other asks/ Leo brain rot rants but I’ll send them again later or somethin

noooowww getting to the other reason I’m typing, as a person with textured hair myself I’m a Very firm believer that Leo has a hair routine (certain products he uses ya know?) and lately I cannot stop thinking about how if his S/O also has textured hair they’d definitely do their hair routine together!! It’d be SO SO SO cute and adorable. Just imagine Leo running his fingers/ hands through his wet curls to get the product evenly distributed! And him watching you do the same???? Playfully telling you you missed a spot?! Him letting you put some in his hair cause my man loves you playing with his hair? Uh yeah!!! Or even his reaction to seeing his s/o with braids?double yeah! But that’s another story lol Idk if you want to but I think this would be an awesome imagine/ lil drabble —🩴

They're probably buried somewhere in my ask box but fear not I will find them!!!!!! AND YES YES YES!!!!!! I can't really speak from expeirence cause my hair is wavy at most so PLEASE tell me your thoughts on what products and and scents he'd use and correct me if I'm wrong about anything lol but I think about his hair care routine a lot!!!!! his mom tought him well, boy knows how to take care of himself <3 I feel like he might use the shea moisture coconut hybiscus shampoo and conditioner and I think that would smell really good on him..... hskjfsljls.....

and oh my fucking god showering together then doing your hair together????? the bathroom air is all steamy and smells like a mixutre of both your products and it's all nice and makes you wanna kiss him. he looks so fucking kissable just casually going through his hair routine. and watching his hair go from all damp to its usual fluffy shiny state when it's all dry is so cute. it's such a small thing but it's one of the reasons you love living with him, to see details like that. we've established Leo has a real soft spot for watching you get ready, and doing your hair is no exception. if you need help with the ends or the back of your head or anything he's your BOY. he's got you. or if you don't like your hair being touched he'd still help you rub lotion into your back and it feels so soft and intimate it's so hard not to press kisses to your neck while he does. FUCK YEAH!!!! One thing about Leo is he loves when you touch his hair. sometimes when you're bored you're like "......can I do your hair?" the answer is always a resounding and enthusiastic UH YES!!!!! PLEASE!!!!! every time you get your hair done or try out a new style he loses his SHIT. tells you that you look like those pretty people all over your pinterest. your heart soars. you have no idea how he's always able to compliment you so perfectly but he does every fucking time. he is the ultimate hype man, makes you feel so good about yourself. which is good, because that's like,, only a fraction of how he sees you. the same way you have him help you pick out what nails to get done next (if you like getting your nails done) you sometimes scroll through your hair inspo pinterest board so he can help you pick out your next style. he loves when you show him stuff from your pinterest bc it's like a little intangible peek into your brain. good stuff.

#flip flop anon #leo valdez #leo valdez drabbles #leo valdez x reader #heroes of olympus #heroes of olympus x reader #heroes of olympus drabbles #drabbles #black!reader #tagging this as black reader cause it's talking about specific hair textures and styles yk #leo valdez x black!reader #heroes of olympus x black!reader

[onyxmilk]

I love reading match ups, makes me feel warm😊 could i resursteamet one for opla and jjk? Would be amazing❤️ (pref male for she/her)

I am an infp, but could def jump in to the extrovert side of things. Swedish and relatively short with wavy brown hair(think mermaid) and blue blue eyes with some yellow in them. I love my animals, a dog and a horse. My dog and I are just different fonts. She is my shadow and we both love to watch nature docs. My horse who is big even by horse standards is the “hate everyone but her” type. He is my best friend always and should really get an award for putting up with me and my ideas. I did think he looked cute as a fairy pony though. I am clumsy but surprisingly resilient and tough for someone that small. Have fallen down stairs with no evidence to prove it. I am the friend who is down for anything and always there. Drunk and need a ride? Be there in five. Want to go for coffee? Sure. Advice? Only a call away. Commit arson? Name time and place. You can always count me in ❤️ will listen to ABBA and various boybands on the way though. Try to stop me🙃

Hope you have an amazing day☀️😊

me and my puppy (he's 11 LMAO) are literally same people different fonts too- so i totally understand that part LMAOOO-

ONE PIECE (LIVE ACTION) ; ZORO

SONG; all my ghosts - Lizzy McAlpine

I was stuck between Zoro and Luffy tbh, but Zoro spoke to me for many reasons!

My main big reasoning for choosing Zoro, is because of the way he deals with Luffy he'd similarly deal with you.

Silent, and watching carefully. He will watch you and make sure you're alright, especially because your clumsiness.

He loves your adventurous spirit and how friendly you are with the people surrounding you, friends more so than strangers, and how animals just come to you.

You definitely speak for him within crowds.

JUJUTSU KAISEN ; YUUTA OKKOTSU

SONG; Amber - 311

Yuuta, Yuuta, Yuuta, he adored you, worshipped you, praised the ground you walked on.

He loves that you're down for whatever, because it gets him out of his room and out into the world.

He also adores that you have animals, considering he can't have any in his dorm- he often visits your place to say hi to your dog.

When he does stay the night or he 'sneaks' you into his dorm room, he often plays with your wavy hair- helps him sleep he claims.

He also is enthralled with the fact you care so deeply not just for him but your friends too. He loves that about you, your caring personality.

#anime x reader #x redaer #match up #match-up #anime match up #anime match-up #opla x reader #one piece live action x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader

[runa-falls]

Omg congrats that’s such a huge milestone 🎉 🥳

Love playing the shipping game so let’s see! Would love some spice 🌶️ 🌶️ 🌶️

Physical description: 5’8, she/they pronouns, deep brown eyes and wavy brown hair, lighter olive toned skin, thick athletic build (think muscles but still will a layer of softness and a tummy), (without sounding too cocky) I do have a fat ass, thin waist and big boobs 😅

Hobbies: I do lightsaber martial arts that has fully taken over my life lol, reading smut, trash t.v.

Likes: love someone that I can go toe-to-toe with (wit is such a turn on ain’t it?), confidence but nervous lil beans are adorable too, love love love animals and love others who are obsessed with them too

Dislikes: people who think they are better than everyone and treat people like trash because of it, people who use humor as an excuse to be cruel, people who are cruel to animals, people who’s only priority is being/getting/staying rich (money def ain’t everything)

Personality: on the surface I’ve got a mouth like a sailor, smart ass, and have been told I am intimidating (maybe it’s the lightsaber martial arts lol) : to friends/family/SO I am deeply caring, observant, thoughtful. I am a switch but most of the time I just want to be able to turn my brain off, however the attitude usually keeps me in the “brat” lane 🤣

Thank you and again congrats! 🍾🎉🎊

I ship you with poe dameron!

honestly, throughout reading your (super descriptive -- THANK YOU) ask, i could stop thinking about how jealous poe would be that you're a badass with the lightsaber. he's definitely not one to pass up a challenge (no seriously, he's probably one of the most competitive people in the galaxy lmfao), so he'd take you in a lightsaber spar and probably lose horribly.

that doesn't mean he's giving up though. he's very determined, not because he thinks he needs to be better than people, but because he's constantly trying to improve. poe watching you with an air of awe as you knock him down again and again (he really likes it), but he always gets up and says "one more time", because as frustrating as it is to lose, he can't get enough of seeing your power.

poe is quite confident and it might be partially because of all the support and love he's gotten from the resistance. if he didn't grow up in such a family-like organization that focuses on literally saving the entire galaxy, maybe he wouldn't have a martyr complex. meeting you made him realize that not everyone will fall for his confident and cocky flyboy facade. he realized that life isn't just a battle, he has something to live for now.

as soon as you show him a little bit of attention he does get shy because you're so good at catching him off guard. he's used to being the suave man who makes people melt as his feet, but with you he's the one falling. he loves how you're unafraid to curse or make a smart ass remark back to him. how you explicitly show how much you care for him, even when he's being a stressed out ass.

poe loves animals and animals love him. he's just an all over lover boy and most creatures, people, etc. fall in love with him at some point. he has bb8 and that's enough for him, he doesn't have much time to care for a zoo of animals who need food, water, and attention all the time, so a droid is perfect for his rapidly changing schedule/living situations. if you had a pet he'd give it as much love as he gives you for when he's there.

poe is also a switch, but he loves it when you're a bit submissive with him. he's a natural protector, so having you curl up in his arms and ask him to take care of you fills his heart with warmth. when he is feeling a bottom-ish he just has to nuzzle against your chest and whisper soft words for you to get the hint.

#boredzillenial #shipping game #poe dameron #em's 123 celebration

[witchthewriter]

hello, love

1st and foremost i wanna thank you bc you give so much content and truly make me feel like im back on 2014 tumblr nostalgia.. so lots of love your way cs i adore you and your stuff and you brighten my day♡

i wanna ask for a lvl 2 ship (did 4 rbs and will do more heh..) cs those honestly are so much fun ♡ for Marvel, hotd and stranger things

describing myself.. as for looks i am 5.3, petite. hair is wavy, atm in a shaggy/wolf cut bob that's brown with my natular blond ends showing. eyes r dark blue sorta like denim. also have tons and tons of freckles/moles all over my bod

as for personality.. ppl say i am a smartass and way to sarcastic borderline mean at times. (esp that to my crushes..) yet that's cs I'm get nervous around ppl and become too teasingly mean for some reason. so all in all my friends say i look and even behave sorta like a b3tch and yet to close friends im a ride or die. and wjen it comes to any sexy business i try to be bratty and yet am suchhh a sub pft so all mean facade crumbles. im a straight gurlie that uses she/her pronouns

i like spitting random facts, enjoy walks and new places, study art. drink way too much coffee.. mb a lil too much wine/beer too heh. and am a passionate horror fan. also have no phobias.. literally don't give a damn about anything. did archery and knife fighting so i can whoop someones butt if needed~

once again sending loads of positive vibes your way love~ ♡

Want one? Here be the rules 🦋🌈

Hello!!! Oh my god, a fellow OG! Thank you for being so kind, and for participating!

𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒐𝒏: ✧ Outgoing ✧ Care-free ✧ Light-hearted ✧ Loyal

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I ship you with Argyle! I think you suit someone who doesn't take offense easily, who walks on the more chaotic side of life, and likes lifes' pleasures.

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・You have endless pizzas, like a lifetime supply. He never makes you pay, and you always go to the store that he works at - so everyone knows you (yay free pizza!!!)

・Just a pair of giggling gurties; once you start you can't stop

・You never feel uncomfortable around Argyle; it's like he just understands everything.

・Getting into trouble, but somehow always getting out of it?

・ Chilling in his van, whether that's smoking, drinking or just laying on your backs and talking about life

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I ship you with Thor - more specifically, I ship you with What If! Thor, where he grows up as an only son. In this he's more the Thor that Taika creates; fun-loving, carefree etc. This is especially seen in What If! Thor, he's storyline is that he goes out partying.

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・You and Thor would be two chaotic dumbasses who probably share a brain cell (not to be an insult, it's just a trope.)

・You make each other laugh all the time, and there is rarely a bad mood in sight.

・You have millions of inside jokes. That ONLY you and Thor understand. It makes your relationship feel special.

・He defends you against ANYONE, no one can speak ill of his lady

・Like two golden retrievers in love <3 always fawning over each other, making each other snort in laughter

𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I don't know if you know much about Ser Harwin Strong, but this man is a cool guy. I mean look at the way he reacts to seeing a princess covered in blood? He's like, 'shiiiiii aight.'

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・He loves laying in between your legs in bed. Whether you're reading or talking, he'll climb onto you and push his back onto your stomach, so you can play with his hair

・He also loves to hear about gossip, but you're like "no Harwin, we don't like that person," and he goes, "oh right right sorry love."

・He rarely gets jealous but is very protective

・Isn't much for tradition and has an open-mind. This is very unusual in those times, and he astounds you. Most men want a wife to bed and have children and make them dinner. Harwin isn't like that, he wants to know about you. He'd marry you for love, not for reputation or what's expected.

・Pet names for you are, 'Love, Sweetheart, Darlin'

#let me ship you #open #match ups

[lotti-lyric]

Hi! I don't know if you're still doing it, but I saw your post and I wanted to request a romantic matchup! I would probably be at General Studies. (Also, I'm new to tumblr, it's here that I ask, right?)

So, I'm a female (she/her all the way), asexual and sex-repulsed, also minromantic (attracted to male presenting people, even if the person in question is a cis-girl) with preference towards he/him. I'm Brazilian, which means I speak mostly Portuguese, then English, and finally a little bit of Spanish (and I will mix all of them in the same sentence sometimes lol). I'm only 1,48m (4'10"? 4'11"? Idk), and my body could be described as mid-size/very curvy, tho it can all be easily hidden by an oversized shirt and sweatpants (when I'm wearing those clothes, people tend to think I'm 12 :\)

I have light skin (I'm white) that can get easily tanned, as long as I don't stay under the sun too much (I have a mild allergy to sunrays). My hair is very wavy, but there will be days where it'll look like it's straight, and others, curly (I don't even bother guessing anymore, it's always a surprise lol). My eyes and my hair are dark brown, it even looks a little like black. Beauty marks everywhere, as well as body hair.

I'm an Aries and an INFP-T. Very introverted, quiet and shy, I can't socialize very well with people whom I don't know or I'm not close to. I have anxiety and social phobia. Once I'm comfortable enough, I'll be laughing 90% of the time, very sarcastic and it's better if I don't start talking about books or music, cause I won't stop soon. I don't have a friendly face and a lot of people stay away because of it (tho it makes me sad, I also use it to scare people who are mean to me or my friends). I'm very aloof and distant, kinda oblivious, but I do care a lot, just don't like showing it. I'm not into physical contact with friends, but a SO may be an exception.

Because I'm a formally gifted, now burnout, kid, I hate being wrong and I tend to base my worth according to my grades. If I'm not good at the first try, why give a second chance? (Spoiler: I know why). Oh, I also like to dance, write and draw, don't like to dress up nor wearing makeup. Being comfortable is everything! I love colorful things, so cloudy/rainy days make me sad. I'm insomniac and I can't sleep till everyone around fall asleep first.

I know it's a lot, sorry. I hope you don't mind and thank you very much in advance!

charlotte’s interlude 💗- hi!! so so sorry again for the delay!! i hope you’re doing well and enjoy! have a great one! i’m so sorry again :((

warnings; anxiety mention

i match you with…

Hitoshi Shinsou!!

this for you both, it matches the vibe!! ^

def thinks it’s super cool you can speak multiple languages!! he’d learn some to try and understand when you use them all!! 💗

he doesn’t necessarily enjoy socializing either so you both like to keep to yourselves and each other!!

just two introverts chilling together to recharge!! ✨

absolutely adores your laugh!! he’s got a super dry sense of humor and is super sarcastic so you both just play off each other

so many sarcastic comments and cackling in between 💀💀

he’d listen to you rant about books or music all day!! he’s genuinely listening too, taking in everything you say!!

he understands that you don’t like to show how you care, he knows you do and trusts you 100%!!

he supports you and always make sure you know your worth outside academics, that you are a worthwhile person!! he makes sure you value yourself!!

you two are always comfortable!! if you’re forced to dress up for something, screw it, you’ll go casual together!! all for one 💃🏼

all in all, v v supportive we love to see it

#bnha fanfiction #bnha x reader #boku no hero academia #mha fanfic #bnha hcs #bnha x self insert #mha x reader #bnha matchups #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #mha fanfiction #bnha fanfic #mha hcs #bnha matchup #mha matchups #mha matchup #bnha shinso hitoshi #bnha shinsou #hitoshi shinsou

[peachyaliien]

Here's my description for the Matchup trade! Love you boo 😘

We probably met because I helped him study or we met at a local D&D store I was working at, just as an idea :)

I'm 19 years old, biromantic asexual (though demisexual for Eddie lol) with Autism and ADHD

Currently studying to become a TV and Cartoon writer. But in the 80s I would've probably been a writer for science fiction/fantasy magazines or something

I get nervous really easily but once you play D&D or talk about shared interests with me, I become super excitable and open. I tell amazing stories because I have so many weird ones

I'm blunt and forward but blushy about it, and really good at making funny comments

I'm also really good at giving advice according to others. But that doesn't mean I'm good at following it lmao

My love language is physical touch

Hobbies include Tarot Reading, Drawing, Writing, Researching and Dungeons & Dragons

I have wild wavy brown hair, glasses, a slender and toned build and lots of moles

I'm 4' 11" tall, so I'd barely come up to his shoulder. I'm canonically shorter than Dustin

And here's the height difference between me and Eddie btw :)

Thanks so much honey! I'll get started on your matchup as soon as possible!

Hello hello Tori!

I really had fun writing these, Eddie is such a fun characters to write for- and just so fun in general. I really hope you enjoy these!!

Love you too! 💕💕

He is SO happy to have you in his life, you are the best things that happened to him in SO long.

The fact that you both have interests in the same things is just pure perfection for him.

I imagine him a really good artist so he loves to draw with you and give you drawings he made as gifts.

Draw on him, he loves it.

He is fascinated by all the myths, foklores and mythological stuffs you know and just want you to infodumps on him.

Please do it he loves the sounds of your voice.

And loves to see you get all excited.

Can't. Stop. Talking. DnD. With. You.

Not that you mind, and he doesn't. He loves how happy and passionate you become when you talk about your characters and ideas!!

No worries- you are 100% playing with him and the Hellfire club. He doesn't want you to feel left out.

After all he's the Dungeon Master and their leader, he choose who's in and who's out.

He loves when you help him find ideas for his campaigns and to make the other members suffer.

Because honestly… it's fun to watch them freak out.

Calls you his little cleric.

Do a Tarot Reading for him and he will get so happy.

He enjoy looking at the cards a lots, he just find them so pretty.

But he mostly looks at you tbh.

"What are you doing?" "Am I not allowed to look at my adorable partner?"

LOVES TO MAKE YOU BLUSH IT'S INSANE.

Expect a lots of kisses on your cheeks and nose when you do blush.

He ask Robin about ADHD, read about ADHD, anything to learn more about you.

Really love to hugs you, at first he wasn't sure. Not only he didn't know if you would be comfy or like it plus the fact that he is quite taller compared to you and was scared he would hurt you. But since the moment you reassured him, he doesn't let go.

He just loves holding you against his chest, or take you in his arms, or cuddles you.

Enjoy spooning and really likes being the little spoon because he think it's just so adorable how you nuzzle against his back.

Think your size is adorable and he find it even more adorable (and a bit amusing) that you are smaller than Dustin.

Trust me, he can and he WILL give you ideas for your writing. He is a big fantasy and sci-fi lovers.

Dustin loves you, he is so happy his friend found someone!!

The three of you are the LOTR trio because the nerd energy you all have is HUGE.

Steve is confused when he is hanging out with you lol. (he doesn't get the references)

Arcade dates!! Movie Nights at his trailer!! Ice cream dates!!

Really loves to play with your hair and he loves when you play with his!! You can also braid it!

His uncle loves you and he is so happy his nephew found such a sweet and caring person.

Think your glasses makes you SO adorable as well as your moles.

100% play guitar for you and if you want he can even teach you!

I headcanon Eddie as being bisexual so when he learn that you are too, he is so happy!!

He prefer to keep it just between the both of you. He wouldn't want you to get harassed or bullied. He doesn't care if HE get called the freak but he refuse YOU get called like that. He is very protective!

Also, demisexual??? He doesn't get it exactly what it is but he is supportive. With a bit of explanations, he will understanding what it is a bit more and will make sure everything he do never makes you uncomfortable.

If you are ever for it, trust me, your first time with him is SO sweet. He is very patient and caring and loves you too much to hurt you and would never forgive himself if he did.

Overall 100% would love and date because this guy is an amazing, supportive and loving boyfriend.

#tolkien-fantasy #uhh lmao i haven't tagged my stuffs in so long i forgot my tags rip #uhhh #my stuffs #my writing #my posts

[pherelesytsia]

Fear of the Water,

Pairing: Spencer Reid x single mother/ Reader

Summary: Spencer finds out that his girlfriend is a single mother.

Warning: fear of breakup, Spencer being gentle and soft boyfriend.

Word Count: 2.6k

a/n:. Requests are open!!!

Spencer Reid Masterlist

A soft pink light prevailed in the small, yet lovingly furnished, room. Words resounded through the hallway of the flat in the middle of the town. Books lay arranged on the bookshelf and the dolls, who were having a tea party, sat at the richly set table.

Anna, in the long dark blue dress, danced around the room, singing a song Y/N did not know, sitting on the round carpet and watching her daughter play with her dolls. The young mother didn't know what her daughter was doing, watching her dance around her room with her teddy bear in her arms and a big grin on her lips.

"Why can't I be called Elsa?" the girl said disappointedly.

Y/N laughed and shook her head, didn't know how often she had this conversation with her daughter, but every time these words came up, she had to laugh, couldn't help it even if it made her daughter angry.

"I think Anna is a beautiful name for an adorable girl," Y/N said to her daughter in a loving tone.

Y/N did not want to make her daughter angry, understanding she was upset she couldn’t be named after her favourite princess.

"I like my name too; you gave it to me, but Elsa is cuter. Do you have to go back to work tomorrow?" the girl asked.

Anna clung tightly to her bear, had stopped to dance and looked in the direction of her mother sitting on the ground. Her voice had changed and sadness spread in her eyes.

"No, I took the whole weekend off and I talked to my boss and we agreed I will work less in the next weeks and months. From Monday I will bring you to school as usual, but in the afternoon I will pick you up and then we will cook and eat, bake and do homework together.", "But who will take care that the bad people will go to prison if you will be here with me?" the girl asked with widened eyes.

Y/N stepped closer to her daughter, clasped her hands and let her thumbs wander across her skin, tried to calm her down, saw fear rising in her eyes.

"You don't have to worry about that. I have colleagues who will take care that the bad people are locked in prison. You don't have to worry about that, my love," Y/N reassured her daughter. "But I think it's time for you to get ready for bed. I'll clean up your room for once because it's too late and you go brush your teeth. You have to get up tomorrow." Y/N continued.

Immediately, the eyes in the same tones met. Anna let her shoulders slump forward, about to make an argument, but then she nodded and changed into the long dress resting on the edge of her bed. Anna danced ahead and wrapped her arms around her mother's neck, whispered a soft thanking in Y/N's ear and went into the bathroom as said. Y/N set about cleaning up the room and tidying up the dolls and stuffed animals. Exhaling loudly her gaze travelled across the room, spotted the faint smile gracing her lips in the oval mirror. Exhaustion ruled in her eyes and the dark spots under her eyes grew bigger. Y/N wished she could offer her daughter more, a family and stability, a loving and caring father. The young mother went on, placed the doll on the shelf and walked towards the bed of her daughter. She switched on the bedside lamp and prepared the bed for Anna, whom she could hear brushing her teeth in the bathroom. The long wavy hair framed her face, the long dress let her look like a princess and Anna smiled at her mother and dropped onto her bed. The girl tried to form her lips into a sentence, but before the first letter could escape, a bell rang through the small flat.

"I'll be right there, just close your eyes and I'll see who's here.", "Mum didn't you that I am not allowed to open the door in the evening?" the girl asked, remembering the scolding words of her mother.

Y/N shook her head.

"I know my love, but I'm a grown woman and I can defend myself. Nothing can happen to me and you forget that we have a camera, I can see who is outside the door so you don't have to worry.", "But I still worry about you mum." Anna interjected.

"Don't worry. Sleep tight." Y/N assured, rising from the edge of the bed she was sitting on.

A quiet goodbye escaped Y/N and almost closed the door, leaving it open just a crack. Brows almost touched, looking in the direction of the end of the short hallway, and again the ringing echoed through the flat. Y/N´s steps quickened, turned and walked past the sofa where her blanket and a white duvet pillow rested. With a simple touch, Y/N switched on the screen and caught sight of the man in the dark brown suit standing outside the door, waiting nervously for an answer. Fearing what had happened, Y/N opened the door, assuming the worst had happened.

"Hey, Spence." she breathed, almost nervously.

Her dilated eyes slid down his figure, hoping he was not wounded, but she could see no injuries, no bleeding, no bruises, showing he had been in a fight. Suddenly Y/N stepped back, always happy to see her boyfriend of not even three months, but realised she'd never told him her address, knew no one apart from Hotch knew where she with her daughter lived. Spencer tried to read the young woman two steps away from him. He assumed he would see love in her eyes, would kiss him on his lips as she always did, but fear was the only emotion filling her gaze. His long hair framed his face, nearly dared to cloud his vision. His chest moved unevenly.

"Are you all right? Are you hurt?" Y/N said, trying to figure out what had happened.

Fear and confusion spread.

"Can I come in?" Spencer inquired.

Y/N didn't answer, stepping to the side, gesturing Spencer to enter the flat with her outstretched hand. She couldn't do anything else, couldn't slam the door in his face and prevent him from entering her home.

"Spencer, what are you doing here? Did something happen? Is everyone okay?", "I should ask that. Hotch informed us you will work from morning till afternoon and no longer on the weekends, that you want to focus more on yourself. Is about us? Have I done something? If yes, then please tell me." Spencer started swallowing half the words, but still they made no sense to Y/N.

Turning to Spencer, the young woman closed the door of light wood and walked toward her boyfriend, standing by the dark sofa of dozens of pillows in different shades. Y/N had never seen him like this. He was outraged yet filled with fear.

"Spence, you have done nothing wrong. It is definitely not because of you. It is more because of me," she spoke.

Spencer and Y/N had been working together for more than two years, fell in love almost at first sight, but Y/N had never talked about her daughter, wanted her out of her working life as much as possible, had her file well-hidden and the only one who knew about Anna's existence was Hotch. A bad conscience spread in her heart, her tongue formed shapes, making it impossible for her to say anything, wanted to tell Spencer but the fear that something would happen to Anna was too great to ignore, knew she had to protect her from the danger of the world.

"What happened?", "Come Spencer, sit down. I can explain everything. It really has nothing to do with you." Y/N breathed. "Sit down Spence. It's all right, you don't have to worry. I don't want to sound rude, but how did you find out where I live? I'm sure I didn't give you my address." Y/N whispered.

She didn't regret the words she'd chosen, not wanting to sound angry but needing to hear the answer, trying to understand how he'd found her, hadn't given the address to anyone. Spencer shook his head and let his gaze wander around the small living room. His brows almost touched, witnessed the blanket and the pillow on the sofa, seemed as if she planned on sleeping in the living room and not in the bedroom.

"Hotch knows you're my girlfriend, he gave me your address. But why isn't your last name on your doorbell, it's Adams?" Spencer asked.

He fixed his gaze over his shoulder. Something changed in his eyes, they no longer glided around the room and immediately he became aware that his girlfriend did not live alone in the small flat, saw the shoes, the jackets in different sizes, the plates reminiscent of a dinner, and the cups once filled with tea.

"I think it would be better if I leave," his voice broke.

Sadness and hatred mixed in his heart, couldn't believe his girlfriend already had someone in her life. Furious, he stomped away, not wanting to see her again. Her hand reached out, grasping, wanting to make it impossible for him to disappear and leave her life. Unintelligible words crossed Y/N but they hit an indestructible wall.

Soft footsteps echoed. Questioning eyes looked at the two adults, trying to understand what had happened. Abruptly, Spencer came to a halt. Confused, he looked around and witnessed the pair of eyes settling on him, saw the teddy bear the little girl who couldn't be older than seven clutching.

"Anna." Y/N whispered. “What have I told you?” she added.

Easing away from Spencer, Y/N turned her back on him and lifted the girl swiftly from the floor.

"I'm sorry, but you were shouting, and I was worried," Anna whispered in a heartbroken tone.

Shivering, Anna hid her head in her mother's neck, nearly letting go of her bear as her fingers curled into the material of the oversized t-shirt covering her mother’s body. Gently Y/N´s hand wandered over her back, wanting to reassure Anna, who wanted to understand what had happened, had heard her mother's sad voice as she seemed to argue with someone.

Spencer’s mouth gaped open. His shoulders dropped, no longer standing straight, and the hatred seemed to disappear from his body.

"Can we talk? I'll put Anna to bed and then we can sit down, but I can understand if you want to leave. I can understand." Y/N repeated herself and left.

Fearing disgust and hate, Y/N lowered her gaze, had seen it too often. Y/N breathed loving words into her daughter's ear, letting her know everything was all right, that she didn't have to worry anymore, that she should lie down and sleep. Carefully, she put the blanket on Anna, covered the teddy bear at her side, and blew a kiss on Anna's forehead. Slowly and wordlessly, Y/N walked out of the room. Her feet rooted deep into the ground. Nervously Y/N busied herself with her fingers, walked slowly, afraid of what she would see, fearing the loneliness.

Spencer gazed into nothingness and then his eyes settled on his girlfriend. The man in the dark brownish suit had settled on the sofa and waited patiently for his girlfriend and watched her sitting down across from him, too far away from him, who wanted to place his hands on hers.

"I wanted to tell you about Anna, but I was scared. In the seven years you're the only man who didn’t leave. The last two men I met disappeared the moment I mentioned on the first date that I had to be home by ten, that the nanny couldn't stay longer." Y/N started, not knowing where to begin, but deciding to start from the beginning.

Taking the pillow at her side and placing it on her lap, she played with the corner, needing to keep herself occupied somehow. Suddenly Spencer rose. Her heart ached. Tears clouded her vision, but before the first could fall, Spencer sat down by her side. His perfume, a mixture of old books and the freshness of a grey morning, enveloped her, soothed her aching heart, threatening to burst into a thousand pieces. Arms wrapped around her waist. Shocked, Y/N raised her gaze, couldn't believe her eyes, couldn't understand what was happening. Suddenly Y/N saw clearly, felt his arms wrapped around her waist, smelled the smell which always took the pain away from her soul.

Lips pressed to her temple, but Y/N didn't lift her gaze, kept it on his hands clasping hers.

"I am here and I have no intention of leaving you. You could have just told me." Spencer let his girlfriend know. "Where is her father? Is he a part of your lives?" he added.

There was an awkward silence and Spencer regretted the question he had asked, understood everything she had done, understood why there was a different name on the doorbell, why he had never visited her before and why no one knew anything about her daughter, why she wanted to spend less time at work.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you that.", "No Spence, it's a valid question. You're my boyfriend and you have a right to find out what happened." spoke Y/N.

Resting her heavy head on his chest, she felt his other hand settle on her body and loving touches, letting Y/N know she could continue if she feels ready.

"I wasn't even twenty. I wanted to break up her biological father and he found out. You can imagine what happened. I reported him, then he threatened me, but before anything could happen, I ran away and got myself a good lawyer. Now he is in prison for his crimes and is not allowed to come near me or Anna, but he doesn't even know her name or what she looks like. Anna doesn’t know anything about him and till this very day she never asked who her father is. These are the most important thing you need to know." Y/N said bitterly.

His grip on her body tightened, giving her the strength she was threatening to lose.

"I changed my name and decided to save people, men and women, to help them who have the same story. I don't want to stop to work but Anna needs me more, but there are people like you who will save the victims and Anna only has me." she added.

"I would like to meet Anna if you will allow me. I won't break up with you. And if you feel ready, we could move in together, the three of us. My flat is a bit bigger than yours, or we can look for another flat where we can life together." Spencer whispered.

"Really Spencer?" breathed the young woman, not trusting her ears.

Questioningly, her boyfriend looked down at Y/N and Spencer nodded in response. Tears took her vision away. Tightly she wrapped her arms. Spencer silenced her lovingly, placed a delicate kiss on her lips as his thumbs brushed the tears gracing her features away.

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[tinaotaku]

yandere muzan with a bold daughter? 👀

Note: *sips tea* Yandere! Father! Muzan x Daughter! Reader

Author's POV

"Didn't I tell you to stop killing these poor demons, dad? How are we supposed to defeat the Demon Slayer Corps if we have a small number of demons left?" A young demoness said while putting her hands on her hips. Suddenly, the whole fortress went silent. However, the rest of the Lower Rank Demons blinked and gulped in hope.

At the edge of the room, the young demoness can be seen. Her long wavy black hair that shines under the moonlight can put any woman to shame. Her red eyes that she inherited from her father are sharp yet adorable. It could not be denied that the demoness is the child of the Demon Progenitor.

With her sudden appearance, Muzan lowered his guard and relaxed. It could be seen by his face that he loves the presence of his only child. With a soft tone, he asked, "(Y/n), dear, what are you doing here? I thought you were sleeping,"

The Lower Rank Demons secretly beg the princess to spare them from their death. By doing this, not only do they have a higher chance to survive, but they could also see the infamous demoness, Kibutsuji (Y/n).

Not going to lie, (Y/n) was popular amongst the Demon Slayer Corps and the Demon Realm itself. She was known to be cruel, sadistic, and evil. However, some of them disagree. Most of the time, (Y/n) is kind and an understanding demoness. This could be seen by (Y/n) stopping her father from killing some lowly demons.

(Y/n) think for a bit before shaking her head, replying with "I thought I told you our agreement about killing demons in the fortress. Their screams can be heard from my room. It would be better if you killed them quickly or just let them free," She sighed as she turned her eyes to the poor demons that had been kneeled from 3 hours ago.

Muzan on the other hand glared sharply. Although it was subtle, his eyes went smaller, and clenched his hand.

He hates it.

He hates it when HIS daughter ignores him for someone else.

He despised it when HIS daughter left him alone for hanging out with Akaza.

He loathes it when HIS daughter is playing make-up with Daki.

He detests it when HIS daughter is 'playing' outside and often forgets to go back home.

He insanely loves his daughter to death. Every inch of his daughter belongs to him and ONLY him alone. He hates sharing with another person. If he could, he would lock her in his room and make her look at him and ONLY him alone.

Knowing how his daughter's reaction and behaviors, he buried that plan deep inside his heart and continues to be a good dad for her. He forgets the agreement and decided to play it funny so his daughter could let this case pass.

"I apologize, dear," Muzan said with a fake frown. "Unfortunately, these stupid demons failed their mission and their penalty is nothing but death. I thought it would be great to play with them first but I overlooked an important part,"

(Y/n) kept her mouth shut and looked at her father. Somehow, Her emotions had stirred up from her father's response. She knows that her father loves her the most. He will remember every word she had said and did not dare to break any promises. Sadly, today has been a tiring day for her and all she wanted is a good night's sleep.

"Just let them free for my sake. I couldn't hear them screaming any longer! Do you know how much their screams had disturbed me from my beauty sleep?! This is a simple agreement and somehow you can't even remember my words. I'm so disappointed in you," (Y/n) spat in tiredness. As soon as she said that, she quickly turned her back and jumped to her room which is located on the outer side of the fortress.

Muzan hid his rage and waved to her daughter's back. "I hope you'll have a nice dream, my sweet (Y/n)"

When (Y/n) left the room, the temperature dropped. Muzan with an expressionless face is mad.

He is really mad.

Without another word, he killed all of the demons. With his eyes full of love, he licked the blood that stained his fingers.

"I'll make it up to you, daughter..."

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Douma sighed while looking at the crazy demon. "When is he going to stop with this non-sense called love? He killed those Demons because they stalked Princess (Y/n) on the other day, right?"

Akaza also sighed in helplessness, "You should've seen his face when he talked about Princess (Y/n). All he did was praise her beauty and intelligence. It should not be called love but instead an obsession,"

"You're right," Daki replied in annoyance, "Though the princess is a smart lady, seems like she isn't educated about this kind of thing, huh?" The 'thing' that she mentioned is the differences between obsession and love.

The 3 of them sighed again.

All they could do is wait.

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[wyyvernn]

ooo just imagine you and alucard raising your children together. of alucard w a pregnant s/o😌🥺

a/n: i just realised it was YOU who requested MONTHS AGO i love your work sm akksjd sorry that im only getting everyones requests done now ;^; ive been in and out of this app from time to time aaaaa

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Aurelia is the precise image of her father...in appearance that is. Wavy, flourishing hair pours down her back in golden ringlets paired with those bright yellow eyes of hers. She even shares her father's striking lashes, so striking, apparently, that they cast shadows over her chubby cheeks.

You remember her name spilling from your mouth when you first held her tiny frame against your chest. Adrian couldn't stop smiling, especially at the fact that you basically named her after him.

So precious, so golden...like an angel. Like him.

Until she hit the age of three. Her attitude kicked in and the both of you soon realised that she was nothing at all like an angel. Her stubborn nature was a surprising resemblance of your own, as well as her witty comebacks and a fierce scowl which looked more like a sulky lion cub than anything to be intimidated by. But you don't doubt that trait of hers will eventually evolve to rival her father's, or rather your own.

Your second is expected to arrive soon. You notice the change in Adrian's behaviour even if it's more subtle than the first time.

The bedsheets must be cleaned as often as three days a week just because he wants you to have the best sleep. He hunts more, a lot in wolf form than as a dhampir, and the game he catches doubles in the amount he usually brings back. The meals he serves you get plentiful and you can't help but shake your head that he even decorates your plate with flowers and berries he finds in the wild.

Fine...you admit it's adorable.

"Really?" You sigh deeply, twirling the flower between your fingers.

Anyone would think you were annoyed but your husband knew different.

He chuckles, plucking it from your hand and slipping the stem behind your ear and then softly does his cold palm caress your cheek.

"Really, because I want you to suffer my sappy side today."

"Your entire being is sappy and I suffer it everyday."

Adrian tips his head back, keeping his laughter from spilling right there but the amusement on his face is as plain as day.

"Yes, alright, however, I do recall you enjoying my sappy affections."

Forming a pout with your lips, you place your fork on its plate and face your legs towards him in your chair. Adrian allows you to settle your hands on his hips and inch him closer between your knees.

"So what if I do?"

Slowly and with a newfound twinkle of sensuality in his eye, Adrian wraps one hand around the back rest of your seat and slides his other on top of the table.

You feel your breath hitch as he leans his face closer, your heart beating faster to the sound of his wedding ring scraping along the wood.

"So..." he replies, his voice spoken in a low tone, "how about I show you how sappy I can really be, my darling wife?"

As a suggestive grin touches your lips, it quickly disappears as a voice interrupts, a much lighter one from the corner of the room.

"Mother? Father?"

Your head angles over your husband's shoulder.

It's Aurelia. Her tiny fingers knead the tiredness from her eyes as she opens her mouth to allow a long yawn. In one arm, her plush rabbit presses against her side.

You look at Adrian incredulously, gripping his shirt to bring him in to your hushed whispers.

"I thought you put her to sleep."

"I did..."

"When?"

"In the last hour."

"Then how...?"

Then the realisation clicks in Adrian's eyes, a deep sigh expels from his chest as he withdraws from your body to face your daughter.

He approaches her gently, lifting her in his arms when he reaches her small frame.

"Did we wake you, sweetheart?"

Adrian knows very well that his heightened senses have passed onto Lia, but he suspects her answer doesn't have anything to do with the voices of her parents.

She shakes her head in confirmation, yawning once more, a sight that warms her father's heart.

"No, I awoke from the smell of food."

He nods, expecting her to say that.

"Well then, how about you have a quick nibble from the pantry and head off back to bed, hm?"

Lia seems to like that idea, wriggling out of Adrian's arms to take off towards the kitchen, her giggles fill the air.

You can only watch and sigh, "You're setting a bad example for her, love."

He chuckles, nearing you again, planting a kiss to your brow.

"Hush, my love, I'll only allow this for tonight."

He plucks a berry from the plate and presses it passed your mouth to momentarily silence your bickering, the sweet and sour juices bursting on your tongue.

You hum in delight, licking the last bit of it from his fingers.

"Fine, you win...this time."

Adrian says nothing more for the rest of the night, choosing to press kisses to your face and hands before sending a final meaningful one to your belly, encouraging a small kick from the little one within.

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Akksjs if you were on my blog long enough you'd know that i just straight up used my oc Aurelia's name hush hush

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[danger-noodle-uwu]

i have this random thought in my head that- the demons are demons, and so there’s a chance that their hair doesn’t really grow, or it at least grows too slow for hair cuts to really be a necessity.

so i was wondering if maybe you could do a trans masc!mc where their hair is growing too long for their liking? this can be platonic or romantic with any or all of the demon bros, up to you hon.

have a nice day!

Lucifer

The first-born personally loves long hair especially if they are yours, so it could be assumed he is quite the sucker for it.

He loves the little bounces they do each time you walk, the way they land across your face as you work and he gets the grand opportunity of pushing them behind your ear or the way he could tug at them during intimate moments.

Honestly, during his heaven days, he probably had long hair too which were always caged in a warrior style braid. Later, he cut them off as they provided a good grip to the enemy.

But that doesn't mean, he would force his opinion on you. Of course not. Though that won't stop him from constantly complimenting your hair.

If you wish to get a cut, he can do it. He's done mammon's haircuts before however he won't tell you any of it. However, Satan might just to piss him off.

He would say no, that he might ruin your perfectly beautiful hair.

Unless you are really desperate, he wouldn't agree but puppy eyes from your end will make him cower.

Once he gives in, he trims your hair rather skillfully than expected.

Yet nothing in life is for free, he demands a payment of cuddles and kisses from you for the rest of the day more clingy.

Mammon

Despite people thinking, he'd love your hair. It isn't exactly right, don't get him wrong, he odes love your hair but he prefers when they were short. They were so cute and fluffy and everything which he misses like a lot.

Mammon had multiple hairstyles in the past, some had him guilty, others were simply a secret. He had long hair but that was him as a young demon and you know what they say about young demons, uneducated and filth that rivens everything.

Though that slight dislike wouldn't stop him from making braids, he just can't give up the old habit of doing lilith's hair before she went to sleep. Oh, the good old days...

When you mention about getting a cut, his brain goes "brrrrr *ping* Lucifer!!" And now he's all happy since you can get a cut.

After the cut though, he realized he really did love your long hair as much as the short. Yet, happy for you and kinda sad, he jumped on you as soon as the eldest had done his work.

Afterwards, he put tiny clips at the end of your hair strand, making you all cute/emo and then proceeded to squeeze you in a tight loving hug.

Leviathan

Honestly, if he said cosplay wasn't he first came to his head then he would be lying, yet it wasn't the only idea.

Braids. Buns. Ponytails. And so much more. Long hair=fluffy/smooth hair and he loves that.

Though he might shy away if you confront him about that, a stuttering mess calling you so cute and attractive and hot. Yeah, that's his way of appreciation through stutters and mumblings.

He isn't exactly keen on cutting your hair but trimming it can be done. He has experience of cutting wigs and sometimes his own hair, so your in safe hands.

His hands are as skilled as Asmo's, they work their way up in your scalp, massaging it before the cut and the begins the work.

Honestly, he tried his best and your hair turned out pretty decent especially considering the fact he didn't actually do someone's hair. Ever.

Afterwards, levi silently told you that he would miss those cute buns and sweet ponytails.

Embracing you, he whispers of how now he will add little tiny clips to your hair or make it curly or wavy or straight or anything!!

Satan

Well, according to the avatar of wrath you are perfect no-matter how you look, though he does have soft spot for your hair.

He likes to play with it while reading, to see it all adorably fall over your face and the way it lands on his face when you cuddle. It is all smooth/fluffy.

He's prefers your hair were slightly short, they might become an issue to deal with. Afterall, how can you manage such long hair and tells you it's okay, he has connections.

His connections are very helpful, for they found you a pretty decent hairstylist who seemed to rid of the unwanted length.

Personally, Satan wouldn't have let you get a trim but again he wasn't suffering any inconvenience of any sorts and he remembers your words too

Afterwards, Satan's would try to continue his day much like any other despite frowning at almost everything.

You notice that quick enough, asking him if he is okay' to which he replies 'he is' 2hen he somewhat isn't.

You embrace him tightly and giggle realizing that it was all about the trim, he liked your hair the way it was before.

Avatar of wrath pouts at your giggles and asks if that was so childish of him, only for him to recieve a kiss in reply.

He has never blushed more harder. Ever.

Asmodues

You are adorable!!!! Asmo can't help but want to braid it or make buns like space buns and add some glitter to your hair with matching clips.

And guess what?!! You are fifty times more adorable, he adores the length of those pretty locks and loves to buy accessories.

Oh and each time you complain, you are going to lectured about how cute//hot you are, how much pretty your hair are and how you shouldn't call them ugly or too long for liking.

And later the same day, he had an hairstylist come over who knew him pretty well and gave you a nice trim.

Though he was grumpy, he stayed clingy as ever.

Asmo while wrapping his arms around you who is seated in his lap and grumbles "I miss your long hair. I swear if you get up, I'll— i'll cry... hmmph!" He pouts.

Usually, asmo wouldn't go out of his way just to let you get a trim he didn't want you to get, it was because he couldn't stand you getting upset about yourself and he didn't want that.

Much like everyone claims, Avatar of lust indeed is a king of self-love and refuses to let any hate get to you even your own (tho you ain't hatin nothing) and doesn't want you to suffer any inconvenience either.

His darling deserves the best and he will give it to you. Oh but he may kinda bug you to dye your hair. ("Come on just the flag colours!")

Beelzebub

Unlike most, beel doesn't really have opinion on your hair, he just thinks each thread of your being is beautiful much like masterpiece created by a skilled artist.

He doesn't really care about the styles you'd prefer or wear he just thinks you are amazing with or without it.

However at times, like when those locks cutely fall over you face and the pout you make afterwards is even more adorable.

He's never really done someone's hair, but if you agree beel might give you one and it would be pretty decent despite being him unexperienced.

Beel wouldn't really celebrate as much over the length but he might give you tiny clips that look like the flag.

He doesnt really know why you would dislike the how long your hairs however he will respect your opinion.

He stays the same without a slight change in behavior, sweet and gentle.

Beel likes to admit it's not the clothes, that make you look beautiful, it is you who makes the clothes look pretty.

And there is nothing in the world that could match you beauty. Not even Aphrodite.

Belphegor

The sleepy demon prefers your old cut where he could snuggle upto you and inhale your scent without your hair going in his nose.

Your short hair were soft like petals of freshly bloomed flower and smooth, luscious like silk and smelled like marshmallows, he claims.

Though he wouldn't exactly vocalize his opinion, he would whine subconsciously when your hair would go over his face.

He wants to snuggle but your hairs gets in the way but at the same time he wanna braid it and chop it off on particularly bad days.

He would probably ask lucifer to trim your hair, when both of you had enough of those locks which served nothing more than as an inconvenience to both you and him.

When finally your hair was trimmed, he smiled a little gummy smile at you sleepily.

He tucked a flower neatly behind your ear and told you he wants his snuggles that he had missed out on before.

And that day, belphi had the biggest smile on his face as he snuggled upto your warmth.

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