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#i dont think i can ever get tired of hearing this or his voice
overtail · 7 hours
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ATLA Headcannons - Dating Them ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗
These are all MY headcannons, and you dont have to agree on them :3
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Aang ༄
-since you two are so young, it tends to be awkward at first
-hes very touchy, but he'll try his best not to show it
-he'd love to hug you by wrapping his arms around you waist and bringing you tight. the feeling of your cheek against his chest makes his stomach flutter
-if you're a non-bender, he'll be very protective towards you. if you were ever taken or lost, he'd behave just like when appa was stolen by the sand benders
-he spends most of his free time daydreaming about you
-'you've got, nice, uh, ears?'
-horrible at compliments
-you hear whenever he asks Sokka for crappy advice
-absolutely adores when your hair is down (fem)
-when it comes to liking guys, he prefers longer hair (masc)
-blushes when you ruffle his grown out hair
-he'll take you on rides on appa when you're feeling down
-'i'd love to try, but there's meat in the stew..'
-if you were a bender, he'd always be begging you to teach him moves and tactics even if you didnt know how to be an instructor
-loves skin to skin contact, and will press his bare chest against your back when sleeping
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Sokka 𖦹
-the BIGGEST nagger
-can't ever stop moving while sitting around the fire
-won't keep his lips off yours when you're alone
-will fall head over heels for an angsty teen boy (masc)
-especially mean to you when he likes you, and teases you while dating
-thinks your aggression is hot
-very protective of you, even if you're strong/a warrior
-'shit- i mean uhm.."
-cussing problem
-both of you guys are stupid together, so when you were thirsty and dehydrated in the desert, you both got high on cactus juice
-'heh.. you see that flying shark cat?'
-loves seeing you embrace your feminine side (fem)
-love language is cooking for you, even if he sucks
-crappy pick up lines work but just because you think his attempt is cute
-'did i hurt when you fell from heaven?'
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Zuko ☄
-not very open about his emotions in the beginning
-when he gets comfortable with you, he'll sometimes cry in your arms at night
-arm across your shoulders or around your waist CONSTANTLY.
-and when i mean constantly, i mean constantly.
-when hes fire lord, he'll have a designated room for whatever hobby you're passionate about
-'the greenhouse is just outside-' 'A GREENHOUSE?!'
-thinks stretch marks are the most beautiful thing
-can stare at your face for hours on end because hes so lost in your eyes
-loves doodling you in his notebooks
-if hes in an angry mood, he'll always have a soft spot for you
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Katara ≈
-jealous jealous jealous girl
-love splashing you with water just to bother you
-runs her fingers through your hair at night to calm both of you down
-embarrassed when you catch her singing
-she hates it when you leave a mess
-super cuddly when tired
-loves stupid nicknames
-'whatever you say, princess.' 'what did you just call me?'
-loves telling stories you've heard 1000 times over and over again
-SUPER big hugger
-will elbow you when she can sense you're annoying someone
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Toph ᨒ
-will always find a way to wind in an argument
-constantly using being blind as an excuse
-'i can't clean up the mess if i CAN'T SEE IT.'
-super giggly when you tell jokes, but only when its you
-jumps around with joy when she hears that you're gonna be joining the gaang on a mission
-hates when you hold her in your arms because she can't feel the floor
-women with deep voices make her weak in the knees (fem)
-unsurprisingly, fighting is one of her love languages -- she likes competing with her favorite people
-loves when you tell a story in detail, especially the juicy ones
-holds your hand whenever walking somewhere
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Suki ❀
-loves spending time outdoors (picnic dates, walks, exploring)
-she loves putting you in makeup because you look ridiculous (masc)
-very inexperienced when it comes to romance
-'why are you kissing my neck? That's not where my lips are..'
-loses things CONSTANTLY and always makes you help her look for it
-loves dancing with you
-pathological liar, but only when it comes to stories
-'one time, i saw the unaki eat a child.'
-listening to rain and cuddling in front of a window makes her feel so happy
-loves taking care of children with you, and looks forward to having kids
-loves your corny jokes
...
BONUS!!
Sexuality headcannons..
Aang: unlabeled
he just sorta loves who he loves
Sokka: Bisexual with a preference for women
Says hes a ladies man, but will fall for a boy from time to time (*cough cough* zukka)
Zuko: Gay
Im sorry ladies but just LOOK AT HIM.
Katara: Pansexual
I love kataang with my whole heart so i couldn't really see her with anyone else, but if Aang wasn't in the picture she'd date a few girls
Toph: Lesbian
like cmonnnnn
Suki: Straight
im sorry but im a sucker for strong straight females
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aft3rhrs · 4 months
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— number: unknown ღ
pairing: jungkook x reader
genre: strangers to lovers
warnings: dead dove, yandere, manipulation, corruption, mentions of stalking, mentions of therapy, dirty talk, humiliation, obsession, mentions of masturbation & dub con sex, allusions to cnc, allusions to depression and anxiety, hints of fear kink, use of triggering words in an erotic and degrading manner* (listed under the cut).
*use of the word “rape”.
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In the last few months, you've grown used to the sound of your phone ringing late at night. It still sent your heart into a frenzy, nerves sparking up like wires — but you peeked at the screen nonetheless, taking less and less time to hesitate to answer.
Number: Unknown.
Palms sweaty, you clicked accept on the call.
A chuckle greeted you.
"Lonely?"
You tried to ignore the chill his voice sent rippling down your spine, raising goosebumps along the way.
"What do you want?"
"Don't be like that," Jungkook cooed. "I missed you. Wanted to check in. What's up? How was therapy last week?"
The question came with a tint of mockery, instantly dusting your cheeks. It wasn't surprising by now that he knew; he knew everything about you, it seemed, from soul to entrails. But you couldn't wrap your head around how, or why he even paid such close attention in the first place. All you were capable of comprehending clearly was the anger blazing in your chest.
"Screw you."
"Aw, come on," he crooned on the line. "I'm just checking up on my favorite girl. Any progress? Did you tell your therapist you let your stalker fuck you right after filing a report? Did you tell him you pick up my calls?"
You felt his words swirl and burn in your stomach, as if you downed a glass of liquor. Shame crawled all over your skin, hot and uncomfortable. Why couldn't you find it in yourself to hang up? For a moment, you considered doing just that, but then quickly brushed off the idea.
Better to entertain him like this than to have him show up at your door.
Right...?
He could hear you breathe in, the lack of an answer curving his lips upwards.
"Well, that's okay. I really don't like you seeing him, though. I'm kind of offended you went to someone else for help."
"You're the reason I need help!" You hissed, unable to stop yourself. "You're seriously sick in the head."
"What a mouthy little thing you are," Jungkook murmured. "Pretty brave for someone who claimed she's afraid of me." His voice lowered to a whisper. "Pretty hypocritical too... I might be crazy, but you're the one still talking to me. Didn't you come all over my cock like a good little girl too? I think you might be a bit sick yourself, sweetheart."
Oh god.
No.
You pretended you didn't feel yourself clench around thin air, pretended your underwear wasn't getting drenched.
"But I don't mind," he continued, raspy, "I can be your therapist, baby. I'll help you feel better."
Your eyes fluttered closed, head growing foggy.
"Why keep running? Why keep running if you always let me catch up?"
"I don't," you whispered, "I'm trying to—"
"No," Jungkook tsked, "you're not. Are you too scared to face yourself in the mirror? Do you see my eyes when you try?"
You shivered for some reason.
"No."
"That's a lie... You like it when I chase you, and no therapy is ever going to help you. You know why?" He coaxed, soft. "Do you know where your sickness lies, angel...? It's not in your head. It's in your heart. You dont trust love, you don't feel it, unless it's got you losing breath, nice and tight, like a noose. Why don't you let me give it to you?"
Despite the pounding of your heart, you tried to keep his words out of your mind, tried to focus before you disappeared so deep into the fog, you'd become a part of it. But you were so tired... and floating in the dark, weightless, felt a little more like peace.
Still, swallowing thickly, you tried.
"Do you get off on taunting all your victims like some kind of psycho?"
"Oh baby," he sighed. "How many times do I gotta tell you? You're the only girl I want. No need to get jealous."
"Go fuck yourself—"
Another chuckle, then a groan.
"I should. I really want to... Miss you so much..."
Your stomach flipped.
"Miss your mouth. Didn't have time to fuck it back then... Would you let me now?"
"No," you breathed out, shaky.
Why were you still talking to him? Why were your thighs squeezed shut so hard?
"Mmm, that's what you said last time, and yet look who ended up begging me to fill that little cunt."
Your hand tightened around your phone, the pulsing in between your legs refusing to cease and getting harder to ignore.
"I know you could take it all," he breathed. "All down your pretty throat, no complaints. Would be too busy sucking, right, baby?"
"Why even bother asking?" you whispered, your voice small, like you knew the answer already.
Because you did.
"Makes me hard," Jungkook admitted, shameless. "It's cute to see you struggle. Acting like a frightened little doe, like you weren't waiting for a wolf to eat you up."
The confession was so dirty, nothing short of predatory; but it made your cunt throb and heat stick to your underwear, and you couldn't decide if you were more disturbed by him or by your own reactions.
"Fuck..." he swore hoarsely. "All that screaming and fighting only to end up begging for it. Do you like it forced? No need to think, no need to make choices. Just taking my cock like a good little rape toy, yeah?"
You weren't able to contain the hitch of your breath, thighs quivering and spine tingling all over.
Jungkook moaned softly in response, the sound shooting straight through your pussy.
"Wanna come?"
This wasn't happening.
You were losing grasp of reality, consumed by the need to find a lifeline. You felt like you caught a fever, your reply coming out more mellow than intended.
"No. Please stop."
"You're a bad liar, little doe. Without me your body and soul feel empty. You need me as much as I need you."
Your eyes fell shut. You shook your head, repeating your denial like a prayer.
"No..."
Your brain was running on automatic, trying to hold on to some semblance of rationality.
"Does it make you feel better to say that?" Jungkook muttered. "Wouldn't it be easier to give in? I know how much you wanna sneak your hand into your panties. Go on, baby. Rub all your thoughts away. It will feel so good."
You felt your thighs tremble again, the wetness between them unbearable. It was getting harder to breathe through the rising heat, your mouth falling open, trying to catch more oxygen into your lungs.
"Go on, pretty. I'll come with you... Just say the word."
Yes.
No, that wasn't right.
Please...
"No," you forced out again, something that sounded too much like a whimper. "I'm going. Stop calling me."
Jungkook just sighed.
"Shame. Can you at least move closer to the window? Do a little twirl for me. I missed you so much..."
Your head snapped in the direction of the window, heart jumping in alarm. Jungkook seemed to know; he sounded so amused, like it was all a game. And he was winning.
"Just kidding. I have some things to do, but I will see you soon, baby."
"Jungkook—" you panicked, shaking your head, "please don't—"
"Goodnight. I love you."
Beep.
He hung up.
You hugged your knees and lowered your head onto them, welcoming the darkness that greeted you, eclipsing the faint glow of your nightlight.
Was this your fault? You were in pieces for so long; surely that must have been to blame for the sickening pull you felt to answer the phone every time he called.
Maybe that was how Jungkook had managed to get to you. Slithered in through the cracks, took advantage of all the empty spaces. Poured himself in like poison, down to the last drop. Maybe that was also why he needed you so much; there was nothing left of him but you.
You let yourself slump onto the bed, probably the last time you'd be able to sleep through the night somewhat calmly. Because when Jungkook said soon... he always meant soon.
And the clock refused to stop ticking.
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emmyrosee · 4 days
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suna and 11? CONGRATS EMMY!!!!
THANK YOU ANGEL FACE 🥹🩷
anonymous said 11. Suna and maybe u can tie it with ur recent post and possibly make them break up??? ❤️
11 with Suna… Argument 💔
There’s a deep rooted insecurity suna rintaro holds.
It’s not one he talks about often, nor do you bring it up, because it’s dumb, it’s a stupid little thing that you both know doesn’t make a difference in your relationship, yet Rintaro always finds himself harping and beating himself up over it.
Right now is no exception, as you stand across from him with your hands scrubbing your face, clearly exhausted by the fight.
“I don’t think of Osamu like that!”
“You sure had a hell of a time showing it!”
You had a crush on Osamu first.
Way back when rintaro wasn’t even into you, he couldn’t have known you from some random soul, you had feelings for osamu, but you never acted on them because you assumed he never liked you back- not to mention his insane fan girls. You kept your distance until you moved on; only to meet Rintaro in college, recognizing each other about three weeks in, where your feelings for him started to bloom.
You’d let it slip to him once when recounting high school memories how you fell hard for the dark haired twin, and while yes, it made rintaro tense up, you assured him it was over. You were done with him.
Yet every time you hang out with the group, Rintaro feels that same jealousy creep up his spine.
“God, when will it click for you that I love you!” You cry, desperate for him to hear you. “You! Only you! For five years Rintaro, it’s only ever been you!”
“Don’t act like you still don’t-“
“I DONT!” You bark. “I don’t! Whatever you’re about to say, I. Don’t. Because I do, with you!”
He feels sick to his stomach at this point, your sharp words to him only translating as a defense against his words, desperate to keep something hidden.
Not as a genuine frustration.
“I think you should go be with Osamu,” he snarls. “Since your so comfortable getting him drinks and putting your hands on him-“
“I wasn’t making out with the kid, I was patting his back after a joke!”
“-and maybe you should be with him since he’s just soo funny-“
“MAYBE I WILL!” You shriek.
The plates in the kitchen settle and the doors creak softly at the force of your yells, and your eyes glimmer with remorse but your face harbors exhaustion.
“…what?” He croaks.
“Maybe I should go be with literally anyone else,” you choke. “Since you think I’m flirting with anyone and everyone in the goddamned circle-“
“Wait- no, I just-“
“I don’t care what you do,” you whimper. “I’m sick of your jealousy. I’m sick of your hatred of my friendship with some kid who couldn’t give a fuck about me- you literally picked up the pieces of me he shattered, yet you still think there’s a chance I could love him?” You scoff, “you’re ridiculous.”
He sobers up as you throw your arms out in defeat, “I’m so… tired, of the accusations, Rintaro. I’ve given you five years of unconditional love and gratitude. And all you can boil me down to is someone who had a crush in high school?”
“I’m just so worried to lose you,” he says, voice breaking.
“Yeah? Well, you’ve lost me.” You take a step back and gnaw on your lip, “I’m going to go. Think long and thorough about this. But just know, I’ll always love you. Even if you’ve never trusted me.”
“No, no, no, please, don’t leave-“
“I’ll talk to you later…. Okay?”
He’s never going to hear from you again. This, he knows.
The door closes, and he wipes his tearful eyes with the back of his head, slipping out his phone to look at your happy smiling face again, one he took off the face of the earth with his jealousy.
There’s a black screen that faces back to him. It won’t turn on. He groans and hucks the thing across the room, hearing it clang somewhere far enough away.
He’ll deal with it in the morning. For now, he’s got some wallowing to plan out.
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flwrkisses · 1 month
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bf! jungwon.
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first post of 2024! and this just so happens to be the end of my boyfriend enhypen series! thank you for showing it so much love! hope you all enjoy!
genre: fluff. established relationship. idol x reader!
warnings: mentions of arguments and skinship such as kissing and etc.
heeseung. jay. jake. sunghoon. sunoo. jungwon. ni-ki.
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- jungwon is so best friends to lovers coded. it's written all over his being. i see it happening so perfectly.
- at first every thing is soooo platonic. going out to lunch, studying together, going bike riding, everything as friends until one day you get tired of him not understanding the multitude of hints you're throwing at him. so, you end up confessing.
- to be honest he's a little confused at first, because how could he miss the fact that you liked him ?? especially all this time?? luckily, he didn't have to think about it much and told you he'd be your boyfriend right then and there. he didn't see too much of a difference from what you guys were doing before. but now he had kissing privileges.
- you guys are almost always on facetime with eachother, like almost everyday talking for hours. sometimes you both fall asleep while in the phone and other times he ends the call with a loud kissy noise to let you know he loves you.
- jungwon is someone who likes to take interest in things you like or enjoy. if it's a show he'd watch it, book, he'd read it, or game he'd play it just so he's able to relate to you and spend time with you doing something you enjoy doing.
- his love languages are so clear, he cant help but express them. they cone to him naturally like, acts of service, quality time, and physical touch.
- when he's away on tour you guys are almost always on facetime. before bed he needs to hear your voice regardless of the timezone. most times you guys both fall asleep on the phone and have facetime calls that last anywhere from 5 minutes to 16 hours.
- without thinking he shares his food with you. most times he's mindlessly talking or scrolling through his phone as he offers you a bite of his food from his chopsticks.
- jungwon listens to any and all issues and concerns you may have in that pretty little brain of yours. sometimes he asks you if you want advice, solutions, or just someone to listen regardless of what he thinks.
- sometimes when he's in a playful mood he'd hide your things, that he knows you need. like a straw to a reuseable cup, your computer mouse, your favorite mug, maybe even a shoe. he does it just to see how long it would take you to notice he had it. plus watching you freak out and look for your lost item made him laugh.
- he likes to pretend to trip you. he purposely sticks his foot out only to move it away at the last second. sometimes he does actually trip youto which he laughs and helps you up.
- jealousy is his middle name. regardless of who you're attracted to he's always tentative and reading body language around you. he's not worried about you, he's worried about others getting too friendly with you, but he'd never tell you that.
- if you get sick he'd playfully scold you and make sure you have what you need to get better. like meds, soup, water. he's not exactly sure how to take care of you but, the best he can do is make sure you're taking your meds on time and drinking water.
- he remembers ever little detail you've shared about yourself with him. he plays coy most of the time, but when you have specific orders for foods or drinks he some how always brings you things exactly as you ask for it.
- if you dig deep into his phone you'll find the note he made on his notes app when you guys first started dating with all the things you like and all the things you dont and maybe even your usual fast food orders.
- jungwon's your biggest fan. number 1 supporter. he would cheer for you even if no one else is. he loves you so much everything you do is golden in his eyes.
- with that, jungwon loves seeing you supporting him. you guys are so supportive of eachother. he feels like seeing you the audience energizes him because he wants you to be proud and have something to brag about.
- saying "i love you" came so natural to him. he probably said it one night about 3 months into your relationship. it was kinda shocking and honestly even took him by suprise. but it was just so easy.
- your phone is always being blown up with his texts. he sends you everything and anything. he loves texting you. good morning texts, good night texts,bored daily selfies. you get it all.
- his phone is full of pictures of you, most of them off guard or blurry. and everytime you see them you tell him to delete it because you think you look bad. but he thinks theres no bad pictures of you.
- jungwon's the type to look over at your over your shoulder at your phone. not because he doesn't trust you, but usually because his eyes just happen to land there if you guys are together. to be annoying he sometimes taps the screen to mess what ever you're doing up and get your attention.
- without you having to ask, jungwon brings you your favorite snacks everytime you both hang out. he just always brings things, and they all happen to be your favorites.
- if you're looking for something under a table or cabinet he puts a hand over the edge so you don't hit your head against the hard surface while getting up.
- he loves nights where you both can just chill out and watch movies. you guys obligatory monthly movie marathon nights with popcorn and candy.
- jungwon is always planning dates. he loves coming up with fun and creative ways to spend time together so its not all repetitive and expected.
- to make sure he has time with you, he designates a day in the week for it to be date night. something like every thursday. if he's on tour on your date night we would take time out of his day to have a virtual date playing video games or watching a movie together online while still on facetime.
- arguments with jungwon are very rare. he's usually so understanding and tends to see your side in conversations. he also articulates and expresses his feelings really well when he feels like he must.
- obviously he would never admit it, but jungwon lives to see you in his clothes. infact, you both trade and share clothes often and he lives for it.
- he rests his head on yours all the time. it's always iust you and him. cheek to cheek. its a simple act of affection.
- you always try to poke his dimple everytime it pops out and he has successfully turned his head fast enough to bite your finger before you could.
- skinship is something you get a lot of with him. especially in private. sometimes it's usual sweet things like kisses and cuddles and other times it's him playfully tackling you onto the couch. its almost like he's glued to you.
- sometimes he shows you tiktok trends couples are doing all over his fyp and begs you to make a tiktok with him because it would be cute. he can't help but post it and make everyone jealous about your relationship.
- you guys have a shared playlist on a music app that allows you both to just dump songs into it. you guys listen to the playlist when you hang out all the time. some songs are ones he likes, others you like, and some you both love. at this point the playlist has over 200 songs you both just love listening to.
- he tries to be crafty and cute for you. key word is tries. he wants to make you sweet handmade cards or a mug in a pottery class. they're not terrible and you obviously keep each thing he hand makes you. he knows you love him if you're keeping the lopsided hello kitty mug he painted for you.
- you hardly ever need to verbally tell him you need something because he observes and knows when you run low of things you use daily and just buys you things like that. your favorite perfume is low? he got you a new one. your fabric softener is out? he got you more. he ate the last bowl of clyour favorite cereal? he's replacing it with a whole new box.
- expect him to keep every little thing you give or gift him. you see the little stickers you give him on the back of his phone or on his laptop, the scrunchies you leave at his house are around his wrist incase either of you needs them, and the weird little blind bag figures you get him are neatly placed on his desk for him to see everyday.
- he usually calls you by your name because part of him thinks pet names are cringe. if he's feeling funny he'll probably call you something like "booger" or "bun head" out of love.
- for some reason valentine's day means a lot to him, so he goes full on out every year and thinks on ways to out do himself in the next year.
- loves stay at home dates where you both just enjoy eachother's company. maybe do a facemask, maybe cook some ramen, and maybe you sleep over. it's just perfect.
- overall, jungwon is such a sweet, caring and orotective boyfriend. i think he's the most boyfriend material out of the whole group!
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ritsufeet · 10 months
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stay with me.
longing [ ft. m. kaiser ]
i don’t want u to leave… in which kaiser longs for you more than he thought he would.
k by cigarettes after sex heavily recommend to listen to while reading!!
all works from luvmouche & ritsufeet on tumblr.
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𒁷 sfw, (forced to) made for ivelle (@n6gi)
𒁷 cw// hurt comfort(?), kaiser is too busy for u (dickhead), but it gets better i think, mutual longing, kissing smooch smooch, umm idk what else, kaiser tw🤓, “m” is his nickname given by the reader, rly short fic btw, slightly ooc kaiser but yk what idc!
i made this for ivelle this is literally yhe only bllk fic ill ever make (maybe) also i dont even like kaiser (kurona bwtter) i originally made this in my notes app i had to decide whether or not i eveb wanted to post this on tumblrHelp
synopsis: michael kaiser is a cruel, busy man—yet he finds himself pining for your warmth more than he expected.
not proofread!!!
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kaiser, michael
your boyfriend, michael kaiser, who’s a famous, up and coming athlete, never has any time for you.
“i’m leaving, i have a meeting today.” he says, hurriedly pushing his shoes on with heavy sighs. you look at him and frown, “again? m, you never have any time for me anymore…”
“i know, but i’ll make it up to you, i promise. just not today, i’m busy.” he huffs, frowning right back at you, his blonde hair sways messily in front of his face and his fingers coming up to brush them up and out of the way again. you frown deepens and you sigh.
he looks up at you, his eyebrows furrowed. “what? what’s wrong with you?” his question only makes you sadder.
“can’t you stay?”
“no, i can’t. you know this. i said i’d make it up to you, didn’t i? trust my word.” you know this, you already know… but you can’t help but already begin to miss him.
he’s often gone for long hours, sometimes it’s more than just hours. it’s hard loving him when he’s absent majority of the time, and when he’s not gone, he’s doing something else that doesn’t involve spending time with you. what could be so important, anyway? of course, you love him, you love his career and support him with everything you can, but he could at least love you a little back.
you slowly walk over to him when he’s finished putting on his shoes. he looks at you with soft eyes, a face that he doesn’t show often. vulnerability that doesn’t come easily to him, something he only shows to you. “i’m sorry,” he says, his hand cupping your cheek. you relish in his touch, leaning into his palm. “i really wish i could stay too. you know that as well as i do.” he caresses your cheek, sliding his thumb over your skin.
“i get it… you should go, you don’t want to be late, right?” you look at him giving a reassuring smile. “i’ll be here, like i always am.” his heart aches as those words leave you, and the urge washes over him. he brings himself to your lips and kisses you—sweet, quick, and loving. he lets himself linger there for as long as he needs to. he doesn’t want to be late, yet he finds himself not wanting to move a single inch away from you. he wants to stay, wants to be here with you and the comfort of your kisses.
you pull away instead, you put your hand right above his—the one caressing your cheek so gently and longingly that you fear that it’d break his heart if he tore it away—and squeeze it. his face is solemn, his gaze wavering. he’s staring at you, but he looks away, as if hesitant to say anything. then, he looks at you again, and purses his lips. “..i love you.” your reassuring smile turns into a genuine one. “i love you too, m.”
he pulls you into a hug, holding you longer than just a few seconds, and he can hear himself the moment he decided to just go ‘ah, fuck it.’ a barely audible chuckle comes from his voice leaving you wondering what’s so funny.
“on second thought, i don’t think they’ll mind if i miss a day or two.” he says, smiling.
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a/n: i hope ur happy ivelle. k bye im tired fuckkk
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luv3rx · 10 months
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" Patience "
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─ LEE TAEYONG X F!READER ♡
─ Taeyong fucks you after getting distracted by you while working on his mini album˚◞♡
─ 1.7k words
─ Smut, dom!Tae, Sub!reader, artist bf!Tae, praises, pet names(Baby and princess), choking, slight rough sex, slight breeding kink?, Unprotected sex.
─ A/n: IM DEFINITELY HAVING THS ALBUM ON REPEAT. ITS LITERALLY SO FIRE. Plus the concept photos literally have me on my knees for this man. Maybe This is just a little drabble. I was writing this at 3-4 am so I was tired asf. this is my first ever smut so please tell me if I did well or better. I enjoy feedback.
Taeyong 🔛🔝
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Taeyong was really hyped about his new album. that's all he would talk about. He would constantly show the lyrics he worked on or would let you listen to the beats.
He would take you with him to every concept photoshoot and let you take some pictures of your own. He enjoys when you show support of his passion and excitement. He always tells your support makes him want to work harder and push himself as far as he can.
Of course he does try and make time for you in between. He wouldn't want to ever leave you out. You were the only thing keeping him moving and giving him motivation.
You were his antidote to keep him pushing and you were all the feedback he needed. No one else's opinion mattered except yours. If you liked it he would continue and if you find like it he would instantly scrap it.
He would constantly insist in using your voice for ad-libs but you would always deny and say you wouldn't want to hear your voice in a song when you already hear it enough. He was very upset about it but did didn't want to push you so he just decided to pay someone else to do itm
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“Babyyy! How much longer are you gonna work?! Im bored..” You complained sitting in the lounge chair behind Taeyong in his studio as he was working on another one of his songs for his album.
He was instinctively focused. He hadn't looked away from his computer screen yet. He could hear you whining behind him from one ear being uncovered by the headphones he wore on his head.
“Im almost finished. Just maybe a few more things I have to do. Be patient for me, baby.” He pleaded because your whining was making him want to just quit was doing and go to you but this album was something he had been striving for awhile now. He needed to get it finished, now or never.
“But it feels like we've been in here for hours and I need you..!” you whine even louder stretching yourself out on the lounge chair. You layed your head on the arm of the chair and groaned as he ignored you.
You sit up and watch him glare at you through the glass of the studio mic room. You glare right back him and roll your eyes. You would have been on your phone but he told you to leave it home so you could watch him work and motivate him but that backfired. You sigh heavily and decide to leave. You picked up your shoulder bag and heading towards studio door but the call of your name from Taeyong cause you to turn back around.
“Baby don't leave yet.. I need you.. I can't focus without you..” he implied as he finally removes his focus from the computer and towards you. He fully removed the headphones on his head. He put on his best begging face. He deep down did need you to focus but he also wanted you to just be near him.
“Well your more focused on that stupid computer. i think you need it more than me.. but I guess I'll stay.” You pout and sigh as you walk back over to the lounge chair but Taeyong calls out to you again.
“Dont say that ever and No, don't sit there. C'mere and sit on my lap, since you need me so bad.” He backs his up his chair and pats his lap for to come sit. He was in desperate need to be close to you right now. He was more desperate to be finished and be able to be with you too but he didn't wanna rush. This was an important project for him.
You hesitantly sat on his lap and he instantly wrapped his arms around your waist and held you for a bit. He took in the scent of your perfume and groaned.
“You always smell so good baby. Your making me crave you more.” He whined burying his face in the crook of your neck. His hands held on to your waist as he continued to take in your perfumes scent. He would be lying straight through his teeth if he'd say that this wasn't slightly turning him on.
He was finally able to push away his dirty thoughts and instantly got back to work. You on the other hand was needy for him to touch you and fuck so you decide to tease his a bit. You would slightly just rub yourself against him, to hopefully distract him.
You were slightly shifting on his lap and eyed even his slight movements. Taeyong was clearly unaware of what was going on your head but when you began to rub against he felt his breathe hitch in his throat. His hands stopped moving along his computer. His whole body pretty much came to a halt.
He tried to hold back any lewd sounds that was tempted to slip out. His breathes were shallow as he tried to keep himself focus and ignore any sexual frustration that was getting pent up right now.
“Y/n. Stop and sit still for me. Your driving me crazy right now..” He hissed. Both of his hands instantly went to hold your hips, his nails digging harshly into your hips. He head was hidden in the crook of your neck. You could feel his warm breath against your neck.
“But, Tae.. I need you baby.. really bad..” You whined. Rocking down against him again. His nails dug deeper into your hips as he breathes became more shallow. That's when you felt it. His hardened dick was poking against your covered cunt. He smirked at your sudden mood change when you felt him against you.
“Why so quiet now, baby? You were very vocal about how you wanted me so bad. I'll give you just what you want.” He started kissing your neck and grinding against you. He was mesmerized by the moans and whimpers that left you. It only made him want you more. He was quick to slide his hands up your skirt and rub your inner thigh, he wanted to tease you and make you beg for it.
His hand went higher up your inner thigh just close enough to your cunt. He looked up at you with his lustful gaze. He needed you badly and this was making his just as needy as you. 'Fuck it.' he thought to himself before pushing your panties to the sides and sliding 2 fingers between your folds, collecting your slick. He hummed and sucked your slick in his fingers, groaning.
“I would let you sit on my face but fuckk I'm absolutely do needy to feel that pussy around my cock.” He backs up his chair and makes you stand as he slides down his shorts. His dick immediately springs out from him not wearing boxers. He hissed from the feeling of his dick finally being free from it's containment. He stroked his dick a few times before motioning for you to cmere. He made you hover just above his dick and looked up at you with a big dough eyes.
“Tae please just fuck me..!” You whined slightly sinking down on his dick. You didn't really have to tell him twice. He instantly slammed himself into you. He didn't even give you enough time to adjust as he was instantly fucking in n out of you. He had wrapped his arms around your waist and had his face buried between your chest.
You bounced against him trying to match his utterly fast thrust but failed miserably as he was fucking you like an wolf in heat. He was drowning in your moans, Turning him on more. He was completely ignoring your pleas for him to slow down. He was to lost in his own thoughts and he wasn't gonna stop until your leaking with his cum.
“T-Tae, I'm gonna cum! Don't stop..” You begged. He instantly stopped and pulled out of you. You whined at the feeling of your orgasm being denied and the feeling of being empty.
“What are you-” “Just changing positions, princess.”. He replied after cutting you off. He picked you up and brought you over to the lounge chair and layed you out on your bag with you legs spread. He instantly slipped back into you and started pounding into you once again. He wrapped his hand around you neck while the other held your thigh. He couldn't help but lean down and kiss you harshly. Your lips plump and soft against his.
He pulled away from the kiss and lightly squeezed tighter around your throat. He watched as his dick slipped in n out of your cunt. He smirked when he watched your eyes in the back of your head, clearly fucked out from the way he was destroying your cunt right now. His dick was hitting your cervix repeatedly from this angle.
“C-cum.. I'm gonna cum..!” was all you were able to muster out before you released along his dick. You were completely out of it. Taeyong smirked to himself, proud that he was able to fuck you out of your mind like this. His pace didn't seize just yet. He slipped out of you and quickly slipped himself back in.
You were an total wreck under him from the overstimulation. his pace slightly seized as he felt himself about to cum. He pumped in n out of you a few more times before he felt himself release his seed inside you. He let himself sit inside for a little bit before pulling out quickly and pulling your panties back over to cover your cunt. Even tho it was an amazing sight to watch is seed drip out of you but he wanted your cunt to savor it.
He fixed himself back up and sit on the couch next to you. He knew you were completely out of it and had fallen asleep so he pulled you back into his lap and held you. He wrapped his coat over your shoulders and held you close.
He had completely forgotten about the song he was working on. He was to deep in thought and to focused on you. He didn't want to wake you so he decided to head home later in the morning.
He just sat there and held you. He kissed your cheek before dozing off along with you..
꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱
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You’ll Catch My Coldˏˋ°•*⁀➷
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contains: mitsuya being sick, thats really it….
requests: open
a/n: i had this uncompleted in my drafts so i finished writing it n here i am uploading it!!! i kinda (only kinda) like it tbh so i hope you guys like it as well, just a reminder that requests are open!!!! please enjoy reading it <33
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It was 2pm at the moment, and I have been woken from my deep slumber that I promised myself I would get as a reward of my hard work during the academic year.
“Who the fuck wakes up at 2pm on the first day of summer vacation. And who the fuck even woke me up?” I ask myself as I rub my eyes to help clear my obscured vision.
My phone has been ringing for the past eternity, and it’s not shutting up.
I grab my phone to check who’s the asshole who’s been calling ever since the morning, only to find out that it’s my very dear boyfriend, mitsuya.
11 missed calls from taka <3
“oh shit, oh shit” I curse to myself as worry embraces me, spreading through my veins insidiously.
Did he die? Did something happen to him?
I ask myself these questions as I dial his number on my phone.
“pick up you idiot” i whisper to no one in particular.
“Luna, Mana, get the hell away from me.” I hear mitsuya on the other line cough up this sentence.
“Babe?” I ask
“y/n. Where the fu—hell have you been. I was starting to get worried, you idiot!” His voice, scratchy and full of cold, asked through the phone.
“Ahaaha…I have been…asleep…” I muttered shamefully and then added, “Are you okay though, you sound exhausted…and full of cold..”
“That’s the reason I ca—cough—ca—cough—” he stops to take a breath and continues “called. Luna and Mana are not leaving me alone and I dont want to spread my cold to them, the—cough—they’re trying to help me out which is pretty nice but I dont want them getting sick.”
“Okay, I’ll be there in a bit.” I say, getting up from my bed.
“I’ll get you some medicine on the way. Stay put, love you.” I add.
“Mhm, thank you—cough—Genuinely have n—cough—no idea what i’d do with—cough—without you, i love you so much.” he says in a weak, feeble voice.
“Oh shut it, I’m your girlfriend for a reason, dummy.” I replied.
“I’m—cough—I’m trying to be nice—cough—but anyway, b—cough—bye”
“Bye.” I giggle as I end the call. He’s so cute!
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I slowly open the door of Mitsuya’s house, expecting him to be asleep. I truly did not expect to hear yells and giggles coming out from both Mitsuya and his sisters, who are currently seated in the living room.
I tip toe to secretly steal a glance, only to be greeted by the scene of Luna sitting on top of mitsuya, who was laying on the couch, head on the couch’s armrest, and Mana standing beside that armrest, gawking at mitsuya straight in the eyes from above.
I couldn’t help but let out a giggle, which turned all the attention to me, and with that, both Luna and Mana ran straight up to me, hugging my lower torso.
“Y/n! You’re here!” one of the girls yelled in excitement, causing me to grin.
“Indeed I am! How do you girls think Mitsuya’s been feeling?” I ask, playing along with their ‘doctor’ game.
“Well—based on what I have seen, I think he has—uhhhh…a cough!” Luna says hesitantly as Mana nods.
I kneel down as I place the grocery bags I brought on the floor, trying to reach to their level, and say in a surprised manner “Oh, really?! Poor Mitsuya, he must he feeling awful, right? What do you guys recommend him to do?”
“Sleep!” Mana answers and Luna adds, “Yeah, I think he must rest well!”
“Exactly, now why don’t you girls go to your room while I make sure that Nee-san gets the sleep he needs so that we can all play together later?” I offer, excitingly, earning nods and ‘yeah, hurray!’ from one of them as they rush to their rooms.
I stand up again and approach Mitsuya, and Oh God. Exhaustion was painted all over his face, tired eyes begging to sleep and some messy hair.
“How are you feeling, Taka?” I ask softly.
“Take a guess, babe,” He responds sarcastically in a rough, scratched voice.
“Well, based on what your little doctors told me, not very well,” I joke as I bring my hand to his forehead, and as expected, he was burning up.
“Woah, what an absolute genius you are, babe” he coughs.
“Yeah yeah, whatever. I get that all the time, but anyway, do you wanna head to your room? I’ll make you some food before handing you your medicine and then you can head to sleep and I’ll take care of the girls for tonight,”
“Sounds good to me, I think my head is about to explode,” He winces as he tries to get up in a vain attempt.
“Take it easy, Taka, let me help you,”
And with that, I help him up and make sure he walks without stumbling and breaking a bone to his room. I grab some water and place it beside his nightstand.
“You can sleep while I make the food if you want, but it shouldn’t take long,” I mention as I lean in to give him a quick kiss on the cheek.
“Yeah I think I’ll stay awake—b—cough—but you stay away from me- or else you—cough—you’ll catch my cold—“ He coughs again.
“Oh don’t be silly, of course I’ll catch your cold, but you’ll take care of me the next,” I grin as I begin making my way out of his room.
“I don’t know how I ended up being with you, but I’m not complaining,” he faintly mutters to himself, smiling softly at no one in particular.
He does realise that even if you make silly jokes sometimes, he’s indeed the luckiest man on earth to have you beside him.
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ec1ips3 · 1 year
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-;༉‧₊˚✧ 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞
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⚡︎ pairing: wayne mccullough x reader 
⚡︎ request: Hi! Can u write something for Wayne McCullough? Maybe reader and wayne had an argument and stop talking for a bit? maybe a lil smut in there too? If u write that!
⚡︎ summary: you and wayne talk about a serious topic and take a break from each other. eventually feeling the need to be around each other.
⚡︎ warning: arguing, rusty writing, a few curse words, some angst, some fluff, happy ending
⚡︎ words: 2,986
⚡︎ a/n: hiiii, first writing entry and its a request! i am so excited to be writing again, i have the motivation now. unfortunately there is no smut in this :( i dont think i’m ready for that- at least not yet. if there’s anything wrong or if it's good, feedback would be amazing! but yeah, happy reading! <33
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“I told you it wasn’t a big deal,” you said, dabbing the cotton ball on his face where the evidence of a recent fight displayed on his face. He was looking at you with such adoration and admiration, almost like you were the greatest thing he’s ever seen in his life. He was silent sitting on the toilet lid, mainly because he was admiring your features. You noticed “hey, you hear me?” you asked, pausing for a moment.
You get back close to him, putting alcohol on another cotton ball and then pressing it to his eyebrow. It’s painful, you know it’s painful. But he doesn’t show any signs of being in pain, he doesn’t even make a noise. You continue to do what you can, unfortunately for him, you aren’t a nurse. 
You get back close to him, putting alcohol on another cotton ball and then pressing it to his eyebrow. It’s painful, you know it’s painful. But he doesn’t show any signs of being in pain, he doesn’t even make a noise. You continue to do what you can, unfortunately for him, you aren’t a nurse. 
You get back close to him, putting alcohol on another cotton ball and then pressing it to his eyebrow. It’s painful, you know it’s painful. But he doesn’t show any signs of being in pain, he doesn’t even make a noise. You continue to do what you can, unfortunately for him, you aren’t a nurse. 
The both of you were ushered over to his bedroom, Wayne collapsing on the bed, you on the floor, getting out your homework. Wayne watches you do the thing he’s never even thought about doing, it confuses him how someone like you, can be with someone like him. But as he’s analyzing you, he’s noticing the emotion displayed on your face, you look angry, and disappointed.
You feel him’s eyes behind you, you turn back and you were right, his eyes were on you. “Why don’t you take a nap? You look tired” you tell him. He does look tired, exhausted even. “You look upset,” Wayne says, his voice quiet and small. 
“I am. But we can talk about it after your nap” 
“ I don’t want you to be angry” he responds. 
“I’ll be thinking about my homework, just please nap,” you say turning back to your homework. Wayne sits up on his bed, no longer laying. 
“I don’t want to nap while you’re angry at me” he clarifies, he’s still watching you.
You pause for a moment and look back at him, “Wayne please, can we talk about this after you sleep? You’re tired and hurt, we shouldn’t worry about this now”
He’s been like that. He doesn’t run away from his problems or his issues, he likes to address them to you. You’re the opposite, you aren’t as vocal with your conflicts as he is, but you try to be; you’ve gotten better, but moments like these can still happen. 
This isn’t the first conflict you’ve had in your relationship with Wayne. The first time started like this, you don’t tell him what’s wrong, he doesn’t want you to leave upset with him, you talk about it, you hug, you kiss, you move on, and you learn. Wayne doesn’t mean to pressure you, that’s the last thing he wants to do, he knows your breaking point and he steers clear of it. 
“Please,” he says, his voice soft, pleading with you. This is his final move before he drops it and naps, you know he’s tired, you know you didn’t want to bring it up now. But you could never say no to Wayne McCullough.
You got off the floor and started to pace back and forth in front of him. You try to speak but the words don’t come out. Wayne gets up and holds you in his arms, this is his way of trying to calm you down. He looks down at you, you look up at him. You shake your head and separate from him. 
“When I told you about the things Carson said, I told you not to worry about it and it wasn’t a big deal. The next day, after I kiss you on the cheek to go to class with Del, I hear yelling and screaming outside the room. When I walk out, I see my boyfriend on the floor with him” You say, Wayne, listening and slowly nodding. He stopped nodding after you reminded him of the kiss on the cheek. “The last thing I want Wayne, are you getting hurt”
“I’m not hurt though. I’m alright, look” His accent pops out, and his arms rise. “Wayne, look at your face in the mirror,” you say. He goes to his bathroom and looks in the mirror, “I’m fine, you should see ‘em” He tries to reassure you but you still aren’t convinced. 
“I didn’t want you to hurt him” you add.
“He was saying things about you.. ‘bout us,” Wayne says
“And that’s okay. He doesn't know me, he doesn’t know you, he doesn’t know us... We shouldn’t worry about people that don’t know a thing about us” You try to tell him but his facial expression shows he isn’t too convinced. 
“I didn’t like what he was sayin’. He now knows not to speak about you” he says, he takes your hand but you pull away. He looks up at you, confused. Why did you take your hand out of his?
You shake your head at him, “I understand that but we don’t always have to use our fists. I have told you this time and time again” 
You knew what you were getting yourself into when you became friends with Wayne. You knew what you were getting yourself into when you started to like him more than a friend. You knew what would happen if he liked you back if you started dating, but you were willing to deal with the consequences because you liked him that much. 
What you didn’t realize, was when he would like you, when he would dated you, he was much more overprotective. You loved it, you love him, and you still love it. But the number of fights he was usually in increased, by a lot. You were worried about him and his future, your future with him. 
Wayne looked back at you, you know he means well, you know he’s trying to understand what you’re saying; but he doesn’t agree with it, he doesn’t believe in it. “I’m doing what’s right,” he said lowly, you shook your head again.
“You’re doing what you think is right”
“I’m defending you, showing him not to mess with you” 
“But there are other ways to do it. Threaten him for all I care, but you can’t keep hurting people. You could’ve gotten expelled, you’re lucky you’re Principal Cole’s favorite!” You say, now you’re getting frustrated, mainly because this isn’t the first time this topic has been brought up.
Wayne’s silent, listening to your thoughts and your feelings.
“I just want what’s best for you,” You say quietly.
“What’s best for me, is protecting you”
“I don’t always need a fight, Wayne!” you say loudly.
You didn’t want to raise your voice. You never wanted to, you never have. You realize what you’ve done when you hear the echo from the room. 
You pause for a moment, then sigh. You get low to the floor, collecting the homework and the books, and the pens you had taken out prior. 
“Hey, what are you doing?” He asks, taking a step closer. 
“I think it’s best if I go home, and if we just take a break from each other”
“What?” he says. He’s confused, how did everything escalate so quickly so shortly? If it’s about you raising your voice at him, he doesn’t care. He enjoys it.
“We’re too protective of each other. We want what we think is right for each other too much. We’ll just spend some time apart and then come back to talk about it” You explain, putting your backpack on your back.
“But what if I don’t want to be apart from you?”
You smile at him. You take a few steps forward and wrap your arms around him, Wayne following suit. 
“I’m not breaking up with you. Just taking a step back from seeing you as much. Just until Sunday.” You say, your head on his shoulder. You feel his heartbeat against yours, it’s beating quicker than normal, quicker than you’d like.  
Wayne is silent. He doesn’t want to be away from you. He already feels like he doesn’t see you enough. You aren’t breaking up with him but why does it feel like you are? But it’s what you want. He could never say no to you.
He sighs and nods, a word not being able to come out. You kiss his cheek, “I’m sorry about raising my voice. I shouldn’t have done that”
“If I say I forgive you, would you stay?”
You laugh lightly and separate from him. “I’ll see you around, Wayne,” you say, walking out of his room, going down the stairs, then leaving his house. Walking home. Alone. Missing him already. 
Wayne knew he was going to have a terrible time. He wouldn’t make it through Sunday. The problem is today was Wednesday. 
He groans and looks outside his window, watching you walk home. He sighs and lands on his bed. It smells like you, he thought. 
This was going to troubling week.
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You woke up the Thursday morning and you were already regretting the idea of spending time apart. You felt terrible for even suggesting the idea. But then again, it hadn’t even been 12 hours since you left his house.
You went to school that day and to say it wasn’t the best would be an understatement. You were late to practically all of your classes, you had a bad attitude the entire day, even arguing with your teacher, and you tried talking to Del but it felt like you were missing another part of yourself. 
Wayne had avoided you at all costs, he even convinced Orlando to avoid you. He mainly did this because he knew if he were to see you, he would fail. You wanted a break from each other and he was making sure he would give it to you.
You went home Thursday with your headphones in your ear, usually, you would share one with Wayne. You kept thinking about him the entire day. So much to the point that when you stopped and looked up, you were in front of his house. You shook your head and later walked home. Wayne is still on your mind. 
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Friday came and went, having another miserable time. The only difference was you saw Wayne. He was already looking at you and it took everything in you to not run up to him and kiss his cute face, his cute lips, and his cute everything. 
But you didn’t.
You looked at him and smiled, putting up two fingers to signify two more days.
Wayne was never a smiler before he met you, and when he was friends with you he didn’t smile much. But when he started to date you. Anytime you caught him looking, he would smile at you. When you put up your two fingers he smiled. That was the hope he needed.
Now it’s Saturday, and you were in desperate need of his company. But you made it this far, so you called Del who quickly came over. 
You and Del were in your room, talking about anything and everything. School, friends, family, stories. You were having a much-needed girl talk and a good time. 
���Yeah, Wayne’s dad used to call him, asshole Tommy Cole” You laughed with her
You were having a good time until she brought up your current situation. 
“What’s up with you and Wayne anyway?” she asked
You looked at her, “we’re taking a break from each other” you sighed, her eyes wide. “Not like we’ve broken up! Just that we’re spending time apart”
“Let me guess, you were the one that said it”
“How did you know?” You asked, Del just laughed. “Wayne looked like shit. It’s like he’s back to how he used to be when you guys weren’t dating. So mopey and quiet. Whisperin’ things like ‘this remind me of Y/N or whateva’. It was annoying at first but now it’s sad” she said, you closed your eyes shut, that was the last thing you needed to hear. 
You groaned, putting your pillow over your face. 
“Oh it’s both ways, huh” Del laughed as you continued to groan into your pillow.
“It’s like I didn’t realize how much I was around him until I’m no longer near him. And god Del, I know how much you hate romance but I miss him so much! Like I almost feel empty without him” You complained, Del just continuing to laugh at you. 
“Why are you here with me then? Go get ‘em!” she told you
“I can’t just run back after I was the one that told him we needed time apart just until Sunday”
“Why did you suggest it in the first place?” 
“Because of the fight with Carson. I didn’t want him to fight Carson but I especially didn’t want him getting hurt” You vent, 
“He’s fuckin’ Wayne. Nothing and I mean, nothin’ hurts the kid” Del said.
“I just don’t like seeing him like that. We disagreed because we protect each other too much. He fights for me and I argue with him because he fights for me.” You sigh. Del is quiet for a moment.
“Tomorrow’s Sunday. The first thing you do tomorrow is said exactly that. I’m sure he’ll understand now. Plus you two can’t break up” Del said, getting off of your bed. 
“Why can’t we break up?” You asked,
“You two are the only reason I believe in love again,” Del said, you smiled at her, “I’m gonna go so you can mope about ‘em some more”
You got off your floor and hugged her, “thanks for this. I needed this” you said 
Del was still at first but then accepted the hug, putting her arms around you and hugging you back.
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It was Sunday.
Wayne woke up still feeling empty without you, he hates this whole thing. He hasn’t been getting any sleep since you left Wednesday night, he hasn’t been eating as much, and he hasn't spoken to Orlando or Del since Friday. He’s a wreck.
The doorbell goes off and he wonders who in their right mind would be up this early. He looked at his side table and noticed the time. It was two in the afternoon. 
He walked down the stairs and opened the door, seeing you and your gorgeous smile. 
“Hey,” he says
“Hi,” You say.
The two of you are not silent, an awkward silence.
“Can I come in?” You ask, it’s almost like his face lights up. He nods and looks up the stairs, you already knew where to go after.
You walked in and went up the stairs, walking into his bedroom. The room was silent again once he closed the door.
“I missed you,” Wayne said, you smiled, “I missed you too” you respond. The room was silent again. 
“I thought about everything,” you tell him. The expression on his face went pale. It was like his heart had been taken out of his body.
“Are you- are you breakin’ up with me?” his voice quiet, gentle, soft, scared. 
You were silent, why would he ever-
You took steps toward him and kissed his soft, pale pink lips. God, you’ve missed the feeling of them. Your hand was on his face, his hands held onto your waist, almost like if he let go, you would disappear. If there was one thing you learned about Wayne it was that he is very gentle with his kisses and although he doesn’t speak to most people, he was an amazing kisser. 
You separated your lips from his to breathe, “I would never, and I mean. Never. Break up with you, Wayne McCullough.” You pecked his lips one more time, but he still held onto you.
“What’d you think about?” He asked, his voice low and gentle.
“Us, what we could do. I think I found a solution” You tell him, your face still close to him.
He doesn’t say words for you to know to continue speaking. “What if I’ll stop worrying as much, about you, about your fights, everything? If and only if, you don’t fight as much”
“A fight every two weeks?” He asks, 
“How ‘bout a fight a month,” you say.
He thinks about it. Fighting doesn’t include warning people, you both knew that if something were to happen, he could use other ways. Rough them up a bit maybe. 
“If I agree to this, can I kiss you?”
You giggle a bit and nod. He wastes no time and kisses you again, trying to pull you closer to him as if you aren't as close as you could get. After about a minute you separate. 
“Pinky promise me,” you tell him, putting your pinky up. He looks at you, at your pinky, then he rolls his eyes. His pinky then wraps around yours.
“I pinky promise” 
You giggle again, kissing him again. God, you could do this for hours.
“I love you, Y/N,” he says breathily. It was the first time he’s said it. 
You smiled.
“I love you, Wayne”
He kisses both of your cheeks, your nose, your smile lines, then finally your lips. The rest of the day is spent telling each other how being apart felt and agreeing to never do it again. Once the sun was settling you started to watch a movie. Wayne fell asleep in your arms shortly after, you noticed and kissed the top of his head.
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god, this was so cute, i love it here.
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the-s1lly-corner · 5 months
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Howdy! May I request Caine and Jax with a reader that comes back from abstraction but doesn’t remember anything about them or themselves? I think it would make for some good angst material. Have a good day/night!
Back from the 'Dead' (Caine and Jax x Mended!reader)
i dont know if the fandom has made a term for unabstracted people for fic stuff but i like the way mended sounds anyways YES MORE ANGST!! yipee! gonna probably be flip flopping between answering requests and finishing my art wips tonight so!! listened to this song while writing this, feelings were made jack stauber // just take my wallet
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You wake up on the floor, not knowing where you are. Everything before you opened your eyes is a quickly fading blur of darkness, far too fleeting for you to grasp and make sense of. Your body hurts, a dull ache seeping down into your core. As your sight clears, you can't make out where you are... you appear to be on a stage of sorts. You can't bring yourself to move, even after the pain becomes bearable. You feel so tired. Eventually, someone approaches you
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CAINE:
youre torn back to reality as a loud chattering voice fill your ears, talking almost a mile a minute. looking up you see a short man with a set of teeth for a head. he keeps repeating something that, after a few seconds of processing, sounds like its meant to be your name
hes also throwing in names of endearment, namely "My Dear"
you cut him off mid sentence after he fails to pause between his words, asking who he was and where you were
in an instant he stopped speaking, jaw hanging open and hand paused mid gesture
he doesnt ask if youre joking, i dont think caine would be in that kind of denial
on one hand, i can see him trying to jog your memory, but on the other hand i cant help but feel that he would accept it. maybe its because he doesnt want to stress you out more when youre already in a murky space, fearing that he would accidentally undo your sudden mending
its so weird for him, you were his first love and first partner; and now hes grieving your loss. except youre still here. you still have your mannerisms, but none of your memories. he truly doesnt know how to go forward
gone, blanked, erased, deleted even
he has to stop himself from calling you the nicknames he once called you
he still tries to foster a new relationship with you, but whether or not you would fall in love with him again is up to you
bonus angst, imagine you do fall in love. just not with him. like can you imagine how much that would hurt
the longing looks, the way he would attempt to reach out to you only to stop with his arm half-outstretched, the stumbling of words as he tries to stop himself from spilling how much he loved you
even if you ever abstract again, or you somehow leave the digital world, he would still go on to love you just the same. in fact, i dont think he would ever move on from the heartache
theres a visible change in demeanor in him, too, he seems a little more. fake?
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JAX:
he sprints towards you, he doesnt care at all if someone hears his footsteps pounding the ground, just as long as hes there to make sure its really you. and sure enough, it is
similar to caine hes asking you how you managed to come back, not even noticing youre confused and uncomfortable face as he placed his gloved hands on your shoulder firmly and pulled you up
similar to caine as well, you have to cut him off in order to get him to stop talking, having to assert your voice firmly in order to get him to back off
you ask him who he is, where you are, and what he meant by 'coming back'
denial
this man would be in denial i think
like deep down he knows theres something going on with you, but he doesnt want to acknowledge it
hes not really outright romantic with you, since he doesnt want to actually. screw his chance to reconnect with you up, you know. i mean he can kind of see it from your perspective, you just wake up and some guy is already trying to make out with you? yeah no, he would be put off too
i think jax would have more luck trying to rekindle something with you simply because unlike caine, he doesnt carry the same fear of you abstracting again
i think, as an added thing to think about it jax's feelings of hurt and grief coming to a head and he kind of. unintentionally snaps at you, telling you to stop messing around and drop the act
overall sad stuff
constantly trying to get your attention through being a nuisance, kind of like when you guys first met and he started catching feelings
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b-00-biez · 1 year
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Hello! I love your works ^^
Ok, so what if the slashers (You can pick any slashers you'd like!) had an S/o that was extremely talkative and a bit loud, also gets excited to talk about the interests they love so much?
If you don't feel up for it please don't feel forced to do so <3 or please ignore this, have a good day!
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Fr like me lmao
Slashers with a talkative S/O
characters: Thomas hewitt, brahms heelshire, Vincent Sinclair, Michael Myers
Thomas Hewitt
Its his past time listening to you while he works or doing chores
Like its crazy how youre talking about animal crossing while he chainsaws a victim 😭
Although if hes not doing work he would throw you on his lap and listen to you talk for hours until dinner
If hoyt ever says something about how annoying you are he would send a glare right back at him
He absolutely loves you and loves how you're comfortable with him talking so much about your life and interests
but dont be too loud only if hes not working
He doesnt want hoyt nagging him about focusing
So he asks you to reserve the loudness when hes not working or just chilling with you
He REALLY loves when you talk right before yall go to sleep
It makes him relax and hearing your voice is like music to him🥺
Brahms Heelshire
Before brahms could ever show himself to you you'd talk to the doll a lot
Like about your day, funny things that happened when you were in school, your hobbies
He feels like hes talking to you and finds you interesting
Its all when you found out about brahms being alive because he kept stealing your stuff
Like half of your luggage is gone
and you scolded the doll😭😭 the funny thing is after that all your stuff starts coming back
So after he reveals himself and asks for a kiss
You tucked him in bed and talked to him for hours he would appreciate a good night sleep and continue it tomorrow!
So tomorrow comes he loves listening to you at breakfast It's like hes a normal kid again
He loves knowing what you like so that one day he would also experience that with you
He also likes listening to stories about your childhood although he doesn't have much to share.
Vincent Sinclair
He thinks its pretty neat
He finds it boring being alone in the studio with all the artworks he has
and its nice to have someone other than his brothers checking up on him
If you both have similar likes he would absolutely be happy to listen to you everyday
Just like thomas he would listen to you like a radio or background music while he works
He puts you beside him or on his lap holding your waist while you talk his ear off about absolutely anything
Although dont be too loud
He would like a moderate speaking voice from time to time but if youre excited about something go ahead
Just dont be too loud often, he cant concentrate if theres too much going on
If hes not working he would either lay on your lap or lay you on his lap while you talk about anything to him
He would brush your hair or just massage your head while you do so
Michael Myers
This old man cant keep up and half of the words that left your mouth just gone through one ear and out the other for this one
He appreciates peace and quiet and would love to listen to you at the same time but once you grow old like him hes all grumpy
So to him all he can hear is "blah blah blah.." and would only hold onto key words
If you're talking about someone he will not remember who they are or any other details about them
He would act like hes listening but once you ask him if hes still listening you can hear him fucking snore😭😭
so your solution is to talk a bit louder which kept him awake half of the time
When he doesn't mind or is in a good mood
He would just listen to you blabber when making dinner, lunch or when hes too tired to stop you and too lazy to even get up and leave
When hes not in the mood he would just put his hand on your mouth and just stare at you blankly
👁️👁️ "stop"
And youll be like
👁️👄👁️
This fucking dick puts on your favorite movie to make you shut up too like youre going on about something and you just hear your favorite series playing
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kumezyzo · 7 months
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Omg so i had a request hear me out it’s a bit different but i was thinking
Being fwb with sapnap but you start to act like a couple and catch feelings so quickly for each other 👀
a little bit of angst and more so nsfw themes. also now realizing this is kinda fboy sap at first. fem!reader
anyway, enjoy! or dont :) m.list
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nick didnt like the idea of being in a committed relationship. but he couldnt get enough of you. he would text you when he missed you. well... more so his dick missed you.
"fuck," he said lowly as he watched you take off your shirt. he sat on his bed, raking his eyes over you. "come here."
you feel your stomach flutter at the way he looked at you with bedroom eyes. his eyes were almost sleepy but you both knew he wasnt in any way tired.
slowly, you made your way over to where he was sitting with his legs spread. you stood between his legs as his hands ran up and down your sides, looking up at you lustfully.
he slowly unbuttoned your jeans, sliding the zipper down carefully. you watched him slip his fingers into the belt loops and tug them down as he leaned forward to kiss the skin right above your underwear.
you sighed and placed your hand beneath his chin, pulling him away, as his hands still worked your jeans down painfully slow.
"do you ever take this off?" you ask as you pull his hat off his head. he licks his lips up at you as you run a hand through his messy hair.
"only if you want me to, baby," you roll your eyes at the nickname. just then, you shove him harshly to make him lay back on the bed before you step out of your jeans. you slowly move to stradle him on the bed.
"take this off too," you say hovering over him as you tug on his hoodie. "youre wearing too much for someone whos about to have sex."
nick starts enjoying your company too much for his liking. he sees you post on your stories about a shitty professor or repost something about being single. and he has to fight back the urge to ask you about if your day had gone any better or if he had to come over and fuck you for you to stop feeling lonely.
"youre not staying tonight?" he asks, regretting it immediately when you turn to look at him strangely as you look around for your shirt on the floor.
"no?" you sigh and give up on your shirt, looking for your pants instead. "what? do you wanna cuddle?"
"i was kinda hoping for morning sex," he said as he sat up in the bed, resting against the headboard as he watching you search his room for your clothes.
you stood up and crossed your arms with your pants in one hand. you pursed your lips at the sight of him shirtless with a top sheet over his lower half, leaving nothing to imagination. you thought for a second, shaking your head and licking your lips as you let go of your jeans and slowly walked over to the bed.
nick smirked, "you just cant resist me, can you?"
"shut the fuck up," you said as you leaned over him to check the floor on the other side of the bed to find your shirt in a sad pile. you grabbed it and unclasped your bra, taking it off, before throwing your shirt over yourself. "im just using you for your body."
nick laughed at the idea before pulling you into him, "whatever you say, peaches."
the more you two met up at night, the more the other one stayed the night, the more you two would wake up with eachother. this lead to either one of you rushing out or staying and doing your morning routines together.
it started out awkwardly, asking for a spare toothbrush, to shower, or for clothing (mostly on your part). then it became a habit to have things for eachother and falling into a weird morning routines. a lot of it starting with morning shower sex.
you moan loudly and grip onto nicks hair harshly as he sucks on your clit. he groans against you, stimulating every part of your pussy with the vibration of his voice.
recently, every morning, you expect a normal shower whether nick is there to begin with or not. but you seem to not learn your lesson when everytime, you end up writhing in pleasure because of him.
he pulls away and looks up at you for a moment, "whenever your ready," he says before going back in, licking you clit slowly.
"shut the-" you gasp at the way he barely grazed his teeth on the nub. he chuckles smugly and grips your thighs tighter, pulling them apart. "fuck-"
a loud moan rips through you as you reach the high nick had been working for you to reach.
he starts licking slower, licking up the cum that slowly seeped out of you. he sighed contentedly, slurping lewdly as you moaned, trying to push his head away when it started to get to be too much.
he pulled away, looking up at you drowsily as the water beaded down on both of you, "did you still wanna get breakfast? im not too hungry anymore."
staying over at eachothers places became a normal occurrence. somedays, it would be that you two didnt hookup, you would simply stay in bed and cuddle.
"do you think some actors like filming sex scenes?" nick asked you with his head on your chest as a movie played on your tv. displayed on the screen was a sex scene. fitting.
"maybe," you respond without looking away from the screen. "maybe just the gross pervy ones."
"i would like sex scenes if they were with you."
"dumbass."
then, he started asking you to hangout with him and his friends. it made you feel special when he would ask you to a dinner. and people slowly started assuming you two were dating.
"nick, im starting to like your girlfriend more than you," clay would say, a smile on his face from laughing seconds before.
your smile falters momentarily, glancing at nick nervously. he makes eye contact with you.
"i think i am too."
and it just makes sense. for you to be his girlfriend and for him to be your boyfriend. simple as that.
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i dont like the ending. but whatever. -nony
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momokujo · 4 months
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Kinktober 2023 2/2
Thigh Riding with Risotto Nero
Im sorry this so late but I hope you enjoy nonetheless!
Cw: thigh riding, exhibitionism if you squint
If Ive missed any content warnings please let me know!
💖💖
You poke your head into the office. The door creaking open as you gaze into the room. Risotto sits at his desk, his back to you as he looks over his plans. The light from the sun casts harsh shadows in the room.
You tip toe in, closing the door and leaning over Risotto's shoulder. You look over the papers strewn across the table. Everything marked neatly in red ink. Little notes about where your team will go the paths they'll take and what they'll do litter the blue prints.
"Hows the planning going?" You ask, kissing just below Risotto's ear.
Risotto only grunting in acknowledgment, his shoulders relaxing ever so slightly. He makes a mark on the map of the area your target will most likely be at and be alone.
You chuckle a little at his answer, pulling Risotto's rolly chair and spinning him around. He raises a single brow at you but allows you to do as you please. You throw your leg over his and perch on his lap.
"Youre tired" you say, wrapping your arms around his broadened shoulders. Your hands rest on his neck, massaging the tense muscles.
"I think I can manage a little break" Risotto murmurs. One of his large hands rests on yoir thigh, thumb and pinky squeezing into your plush flesh. The other snakes up your back to press between your shoulder blades. You sigh as your chest presses to his.
Risotto is huge and solid. You look down at him, sitting atop his lap gives you the opportunity to see his face in great detail. The curve of his handsome hooked nose and the lilt of his brows. The crowfeet on the edges of his peircing scarlet eyes.
You lean forward, fingers tangling in his silver teresses and touch the tip of your nose to his. Sliding it against him as you kiss him softly.
Risotto is not looking for softness it seems, his strong hand traveling to cup the back of your head. Pulling you ever closer and slipping his tounge into your mouth to claim you.
You gasp and sigh, allowing him control. You wiggle your hips, heat blossoming in your core as you feel the press of his cock beneath his sweats. You swallow Risotto's groan with glee, beginning to grind against him slowly. The pleasure shoots up your spine as you circle your hips.
Risotto sighs against you, his hands finding purchase on your hips and moving you to straddle his thigh. Never once breaking the kiss, deepening it if anything. His tounge parting your lips to ravish the soft tissue inside your cheeks. You cant help but moan as your tongues tangle together in a well versed dance.
Your arms sling loosely around his shoulders, letting him press your chest to his and guide you against his thick thigh. You can feel his bulging muscles between his sweats and yours. The fabric doing nothing to dull the pleasure you feel. Your sex grinds against him, hips stuttering as you whine into Risotto's mouth.
Risotto pulls away from you, but you dont mind. You toss your head back, enticing him to kiss and nip at your throat as he often does. Though the heat of his mouth never finds you.
"Risotto..." you plea, pressing ever closer to him. You feel his chuckle more than hear it. A simple kiss placed at your pulse point sends a shiver through your whole body.
"Get up, breaks over" he says, patting your ass. His hand is firm. No room for argument but the heat coiling in your belly is near unbearable now. You pout.
"Thats not a break. Youre not fully relaxed"
"Well then by all means keep me entertained while I finish my work. Maybe then I'll take a real break,"
Risotto flexes his leg, effectivly bouncing you on his thigh. The extra pressure ripping a moan from your lungs. You bite your lip, bracing your hands on his shoulders to push yourself up.
"And where are you going?" Risotto says, his voice low and breathy. You can feel his erection pressing into the side of your leg as you straddle his thigh. "I thought I told you you could stay and keep me company while I finish up"
"Im just going to lock the door"
Risotto snakes a hand around your waist, trapping you on this flexing thigh. He leans close, even sitting hes bigger than you. Imposing and taki g the upperhand from your grasp. He smiles, the corrners of his eyes crinkling and his dimples making an appearance on his cheeks.
"No. You stay right here," Risotto growls. He picks up his pen in one hand the other keeping you firmly against him. His hot and heavy palm traversing you spine to rest on the curve of your ass.
"But what if the team needs-"
"You can be quiet" Risotto's smirk is down right evil. He knows good as well its difficult to keep your voice in check. Your stomach twists in an odd mix of embarrassment and arousal. Your thighs squeezing together to give your throbbing sex, but all you manage to do is squeeze Risotto's leg instead.
Risotto bounces his foot, effectively bouncing you on his thigh. Not dissimilar to how his hips rock to bounce you on his cock. A whine is stuck in your throat as you move to bury your face in Risotto's neck. Your arms wrapped around him as you bury your nose into where his scent is strongest.
Leather, sweat, metal. Its as comforting as it is driving you crazy. You begim to slowly rock back and fourth on Risotto's thigh. His smell making every press of his muscles feel all the more electric. The pleasure shooting up your spine and to your voice box to press quiet whimpers onto Risotto's pulse point.
You bite your lip, the pleasure surprisingly overwhelming. Its hard to keep your voice down, it always is. But this is new. You're borderline using Risotto's thigh for your own pleasure. Giving him something pretty and debauched to look at as he works.
Your whole feels hot and slick. Sweat dripping down your neck for Risotto to kiss away. You cant tell if hes working now. A hand firmly on your waist as you grind yourself on him. All you can focus is his touch and the feeling of his well trained thigh against your throbbing sex.
You cant swallow any air, your lungs struggling to take in oxygen as you pant. Your whole body begining to feel tight as you work yourself. You cant help but bite into Risotto's shoulder, barely muffling your moans into his skin
"Keep going" Risotto encourages. His voice a low familiar growl that only makes your thighs tremble. Your hips stutter as you grind faster. Chasing your high like a dog to a car's bumper. "Cum on my thigh,"
You whine, your back concaving as you curl over Risotto. Teeth bared into his neck and fingers digging into him.
Risotto bounces his thigh to help you along. Each movement making you bounce limply on him like a ragdoll, only able to hold on and take it as your whole body embraces the pleasure only Risotto can give you.
Your body snaps suddenly. Your orgasm crashing over you in a tsunami as you writhe in Risotto's strong grip. He whispers praises you cant understand in your ear. His hot breath tickling and grounding you as you begin to tumble down from your high. Slumping against his chest.
Risotto bends down to kiss your forehead, his hand smoothing up your back.
"Walk to our bedroom and wait for me while I clean up," he says simply. A promise of more to come in his tone. His eyes so dialated the crimsion of his irises almost completely depleted.
"But...what if someone sees me stumbling?" You ask, knees shaking as you slowly stand using Risotto as leverage.
Risotto chuckles, smacking your ass to get you going. His smile is down right evil as he places papers neatly in their folders.
"No one will. Everyone's already gone out for their set up missions. Got the text a little after you came to visit me"
Your jaw hangs open at him in shock but she shoos you away"
"Oh and make sure youre naked,"
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gocryaboutitt · 3 months
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Someones a little sick
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back at it guys. same character yknow the shit by now
your point of view;
As im walking around my house fixing up things that were broken or covered in dust, i hear my phone start to ring which results in me letting out an aggravated sigh while picking up the phone.
"Hey sweets" i hear tommy sniffle before the phone gets snatched out of his hands, "Jess, you need to let us in, NOW!" demands mick as im finally allowed to speak. "Hello to you guys too, why do i need to let you in exactly? You idiots will mess up my house", "because we're sick and don't know what to do" argues mick as he begins to cough, "ugh, fine" i say while slamming the phone on the reciever and walking to the front door. While i bask in the feeling of a clean house, i open the door to reveal the four man-babies.
"Jess, help me!" screams vince as a runs up to me, while might i add, sniffling "how did you guys even get sick? was it from one of the many groupies, did it finally catch up to ya?" i say while widely grinning, and stepping aside for them to walk in.
"If any of you idiots mess up my place i will make you suffer in silence" i snicker while ushering them to the living room. "Go sit down and tell me what happened".
"Promise you wont laugh," begs nikki "can't make any promises, nikki" i say while walking to the kitchen to make tea "I got sneezed on by a groupie when i was making out with her," him saying this resulted in me letting out a wheeze before regaining my breath. "And the rest of you?", "he went around the studio sneezing into the air!" whines vince as his voice is barely able to keep one pitch. "Mhm, and i reckon it affecting you the most isnt it blondie?"
I chuckle while walking into the living room holding a tray of teas, "Yes! It is! I can't sing without my voice breaking" he groans while taking one of the hot beverages.
"Shut up blondie" whined both tommy and nikki as mick sat there drinking the tea, "atleast you don't have to worry about playing an instrument while youre coughing up a lung" groans tommy. "well this is the last time im taking care of you guys," i say, sighing "i guess you imbeciles are going to want to stay here tonight, right?"
"Can we, please?" asks mick as he finishes the drink, "yeah i guess, since youre my favourite mick, you can take my room" i suggest while softly smiling at him.
"Really? are you sure-", "yes, im sure, mick, go on the beds made and there should be a bin nearby" i stop him mid sentence with a light chuckle. "Thanks, jess" he smiles with a nod and walks up stairs.
I sit down in his seat while the other look at me in disbelief, "How come he gets your room?", "he gets to be so close to you panty draw, and i dont?!" i groan while rolling my eyes "because he's actually tolerable". "I'll be sleeping out here if it makes you guys feel better, god this couch sucks ass" i say with a groan as i get up and lay on the floor. Tommy was the first one to move and took this as his chance to lay his head across my thighs, this was followed by vince laying on the oppsite side of my body but with his head on my stomach, which was later followed by nikki laying across my chest.
"What the fuck do you guys think i am? a pillow?" i sitfle a groan as one of their bodies shift against mine, "a pretty damn comfortable one," grins nikki as he buries his face in my chest.
"so fucken help me, if i get sick from you idiots" i start as im cut off with a sneeze from vince which somehow racks through my body, "awh man im sorry" he sheepishly apologises "im going to kick your guy's ass's" i say while giving up and laying there.
"What ever you say, sweets", "shut up tommy, just go to sleep".
roughly 4:04 am
i woke up to someone snoring, fucked if i know who's, up shoots vince as he runs to where im hoping is the bathroom. I prop my body up against the couch as he comes back into the room looking a bit too pale, "hey blondie, are you alright?" i ask as he sits down beside me "yeah, 'm just tired" yawns vince as he nuzzles into the side of my body, "go back to sleep, vinny, i'll still be your guy's pillow" i whisper while raking my fingers though his hair "Mm, thanks doll" he groans, practicly asleep.
I flick on the tv as i decided i wasnt going to be able to sleep any time soon, as i flip through the channels i decided on The Karate Kid movie.
It was around 8:13 am, and i had resulted in watching any movie that came on, i was silently watching The Breakfast club as i felt nikki and tommy begin to stir. "Morning, guys, sleep well?" i softly ask as they sit up and adjust to the light, "yeah, thanks for being my pillow," snickers nikki as he stands up and walks into the kitchen, "how about you, t-bone?" "mm, it was good thanks sweets" he yawns while shuffling up to me, "how are you feeling?" "like shit" he groans while leaning onto me "its alright,t-bone you'll get better eventually" i smile while raking my fingers through his hair.
"Mm, i hope so." grins nikki as he walks through the door "dude! you took my spot" he whines "be quiet nikki its too early, and blondie here is still asleep, here" i slightly open my legs "even better" he smirks before sinking down in between them "shut up dude, you hogged her boobs all night anyway".
"what the fuck did i just hear?" groans mick as he walked into the living room, "how are you even comfy with them on you, it looks like a doggy pile", "it is mick, i havent moved all night" i sigh while look up at him "you poor thing" chuckles mick as he sits behind me on the couch.
that was fun lmao. i hope you enjoyed it
:)
love you guys
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coraira · 7 months
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Hey!!
Can I request prompt 13 (needing each other)
With Geto Suguru from jjk.
Some angst + comfort
Thanks so much! Your writing is amazing <33
prompt 13: needing each other + geto suguru
authors notes: AHHHH i love this request!!! i absolutely adore suguru omg and thank you for participating in the event!
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he's tired, he's so tired. honestly at this point he's not even sure what tires him out so much. he chalks his lack of energy to the fact that he can no longer find the energy in him to even eat or drink, the packet of his favourite snacks you left on his bedside table a few days ago sit there unopened. the water bottle you left there had only been opened a total of two times. one of which was when you forced him to, concerned at how pale his face was.
his eye bags are getting worse he realises. he truly has been mostly sleeping in his room, trying his best at a pathetic way of running from his problems instead of facing them. he thinks it's his punishment for running away, the fact that he can never get a night of restful sleep.
"suguru? you ok?" your voice rings through his ears, the thoughts seemed leave him alone for now. you dont expect a response from him but you thought it was worth a try. "can i come in?" you try again, hoping to at least hear something from him. your hand hovers over the cold knob of his door as you wait for an answer. "come in." you let go of the breath you were holding as you twist the knob open.
you notice he's sitting up on his bed, eyes piercing into the floor beneath his feet. you shut the door behind you before joining him on the bed. "what's wrong?" you ask, turning your head towards him, his eyes still fixated on the floor. you both sit there in silence before he mutters, "i'm fine." his voice sounds so tired, defeated even. "please don't hide it. don't lie to me." you smile softly, you realise his hands are freezing as you took ahold of them.
"i.. I just don't know what to do anymore." he sighs, you notice his fingers start to play with yours as he thinks about his next words. "I feel like everything I do is all for nothing. just an endless cycle exorcism and consumption. doesn't even help that the curses taste like shit." he laughs bitterly, he can even sense the lingering taste of bile at the back of his throat right now. "I'm sorry you have to go through all that. I know I can't help much but don't rush yourself into choosing a path. I'll always be here for you if things get hard so don't bottle it up, even if it a small problem, come to me." he turns his head to you, your fingers working at massaging his palms.
"let me be here for you, I want to be with you. to help you when things get rough, even if its as small as giving you gum after your missions." you share a laugh together, you're glad its able to make him smile. "don't suffer alone. you aren't alone, not anymore." you pull him into your embrace, your hands now soothing his back as he rests his forehead on your shoulder.
you can feel your shirt dampen yet you don't mention it. "thank you." you hear him whisper, his voice cracking slightly. his arms around your waist tighten as tears fall down his sunken cheeks. "thank you for always being here for me." he pulls away, your hands cup his cheeks to wipe away his tears. "there's my pretty boy." you brush his hair aside as he laughs a little. "I love you sugu, don't ever forget that."
"I love you too." as he pulls you into his embrace this time.
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hxjikonn · 8 months
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Hello again~! May i request Lilia and Malleus react with reader who tried to create an Ai resemble of themself cuz human life are too short and they don't want them to feel sad when they are gone.
Avid angst enjoyer here thanking you for this wonderfully hurtful idea, also I’m sorry this took so long lmao😭🫶🏻 hope you enjoy it!
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‘Till forever falls apart
☆Staring☆: Malleus Draconia and Lilia Vanrouge x GN! Reader
Synopsis: How would they react finding out you’ve been working on creating an AI version of yourself so that they’ll have you with them even when you’re gone
Warnings: Mentions of Death, A lot of crying.
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Malleus Draconia
“Ah…” you gasped, waking up in a cold sweat, you didn’t have any nightmares however you knew what you were feeling was worse…fear…pure fear. You clutched on to your shirt, feeling your heart beat, hearing it thump in your ears. Grim woke up to the sound of your breathing “Hey…are you okay?” He sat up rubbing his eye with his paw, “I’m fine Grim…it’s just…it’s happening again…” you said patting his head.
The cat frowned upon your response, but you only returned his expression with a smile “Dont worry about me…you can go back to sleep, I’ll come back to bed in a second…” you scratched behind his ear attempting to woo him to sleep, “Where you going anyway?” He asked, already half asleep. “Just somewhere…don’t worry about it” you gave him more head pats until finally he fell back into a slumber.
As you leave the room, you headed to the lounge area, there you opened your laptop at started coding, a little skill you learned from Idia, you sighed and stopped typing for awhile. “Why am I doing this…” you asked yourself burrying yourself into your palms, tears start to well up in your eyes, the truth of it all was that the reason of your fear was simple. It was death.
And no not death itself, but what and who you’ll leave behind when you die. You’re afraid of leaving him. You knew that a lifespan of a fae such as Malleus lasted a lot longer than yours, and as much as you wanted to stay by his side forever, you couldn’t. So you had a talk with Idia a few weeks back about creating an AI version of yourself.
He was against it at first, but he knew what it felt like to lose someone, and he didn’t wish that upon anyone, so he taught you how…and here you are. You thought it’d be easy to do this, it’s just precaution you said, but ever since you started, you feared the day you’d disappear would be closer.
You hugged your knees and cried, you couldn’t anything other than that, it’s not like you had magic like the others, or half fae like sebek. There wasn’t any other way. “Why are you crying my love?” a soft whisper from behind you was heard, before you could even look back, he had picked you up and placed you on his lap, enveloping you in his warmth.
“Malleus?? What are you doing here?” You looked up at him, your cheeks still had tears running down them. “I felt that you were upset…so I came…” he said, “now it’s your turn to answer…” he adds. You looked back down onto your hands “I just watched a sad movie…” you lied. “It must’ve been a very sad movie considering you were shaking before I held you…” he didn’t buy your excuse.
You only nodded at his response, feeling him beside you only made the fear worse, your mind racing with thoughts like how you wont ever get to be held by him like this again once you die…you’ll never hear his voice…you wont be able to hug him again… suddenly your thoughts were interrupted with 3 words, 3 simple words that broke you. “I’m also afraid.” He said.
You couldn’t respond you didn’t know what to say so you let him continue as you hold yourself together. “Time is a very cruel creature. It yields no magic, it doesn’t even commit violence but it wipes away many many lives…” the tone of his voice had a slight shake in them. Desperately trying to not talk about this topic, you faked a yawn “Mal…I’m a bit tired…I think I’ll go rest” you said as you stood up, shutting your laptop and walking away.
You didn’t want to talk about this, this is what you’ve been keeping from him, you don’t want to hurt him, it’s the exact reason why you chose to create your AI version. “I’m afraid of losing you too…” he spoke. It was as if you were shattered, you heard the loud thumping of your heart in your ears again as well as the cold traces your tears leave on your cheeks.
“I’m scared…each passing day I think about the clock of your lifespan running out, it scares me. I don’t want to think about the day when you leave me…” he confessed, you didn’t even hear him walk towards you but you suddenly felt his arms on your waist. You felt his tears staining your shirt. It hurts. You trembled in his embrace, shaky breaths escape your lips.
“They deemed me one of the one of the 5 most powerful wizards in the world but even I’m scared of time taking you away…” He whispers weakly, “however I don’t want anyone other than you, not even a copy…” he adds, you turn to face him in shock. “How did you…” “I love you too much to not know what you’re thinking about my love” he interrupts. “I’m sorry…” you apologized, breaking into a fit of sobs.
He held you close also erupting into cries, “I don’t want to leave you…I don’t want you to feel alone again, I want you to see that I’m here even though I’m gone….” You explained hugging him. “But it’s not you…” he answered. “You can program it to be you as much as you want but I’d rather accept the fact that I’ve loved you until your last moments than to play pretend with a copy of what you used to be…” he finishes, kissing your forehead, then your nose and finally your lips.
“I love you…and even though I know it’ll come one day, I’ll spend every second loving you, caring for you, and being with you until then.” He held you as if you were porcelain, as if you could break at the slightest touch, as if you’d disappear if he lets you go. You hiccuped and sniffled holding on to him as well, you never wanted to let go.
Suddenly the fear that had been clouding your mind left. The storm had passed, everything felt okay again. You grew tired after a long while of tears and sorrow, Malleus took the initiative to take you to bed. But he didn’t return to diasomnia that night. He didn’t want to be far from you, not now, not ever.
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Lilia Vanrouge
You we’re excited to see him, your lover, you had a very special gift to show him today. You finally finished it, after long hours, nights, days, weeks, months of preparation it’s finally done. An innocent gift, you had no ill intentions in making this. All you wanted was to make him happy, even if you’re not there with him one day.
“Come on! Just a little bit further” you held on to his shoulders, pushing him towards the room as he was blindfolded “My dear you’ve been pushing me for the past 5 minutes now, when can I see your little surprise?” Lilia said, unknowing of what it is. You two finally reached the room where the “gift” was and you were do excited for him to see, though you had to admit it hurt nonetheless…you were doing this for him
“Okay…you can take your blindfold off now” you said as you stood infront of your lover, he reluctantly took his blindfold off and met eyes with you, “What? Is the surprise to be alone with you in a room? If it is I’m absolutely loving it” he said cupping your face lovingly. You laughed and took his hands off your face gently, “No…well I mean yes, but right now you’ll see two of me…” you said, hinting at what lays ahead
He gazes at you, both confusion and amusement lingers in his eyes, he crosses his arms smiling waiting for you to reveal whatever it is you had planned, the moment you did though…his smile died along with his amusement….he looks at it with nothing but bafflement and sadness “What is this?”were the only words that left him…
“It’s me!” You beamed at him showing him the holographic replica you made of yourself, “I made me, for you” you awkwardly stated, now saying it out loud it sounded bad, “B-but! I made it because-“ Lilia cuts you off before you could even redeem yourself
“No Y/n.” he says sternly. “Lilia I just-“ he cuts you off once again “No Y/n. Whatever this is…I don’t like it…I don’t appreciate it.” He says motioning to the holographic version of yourself, his expression pained, upset, confused and angry. “I’m not gonna be here forever Lilia…nor can I live as long as you” you defended yourself
“And you think this is gonna make me feel at ease?!Having a version of you, that I cant touch, that I can speak to but has computerized answers, some kind of moving picture that isn’t living…this thing is not you.” He snaps back angrily, he gazes at the hologram filled with spite. Making you tear up a bit, you had figured this would be one of the reactions you’d get, though you hadn’t prepared for it as much as you thought…
“I’m scared Lilia, I’m afraid of leaving…I don’t want you to feel like you’ve lost me one day when my human body gives up on me…I cant stay even though I want to so this the best I could do” you choked back tears…looking at the floor filled with hurt and fear, fear for the day that waits, the day that you pass away…leaving him forever.
You thought you finally made Lilia hate you, maybe it was for the best you thought, maybe it’s better he hates you than loves you, that way when you’re gone, it wont hurt him as much. You heard footsteps on the wooden floor, in your mind, you told yourself Lilia was leaving now…so you stayed put, shut eyes and head hanging low.
But unexpectedly, you felt a warm, loving, and strong embrace, it felt like the last push you needed to let out the tears you’ve been holding back, and you did. “I’d rather miss you everyday for as long as I live, than having to ease the pain of not having you with this contraption…” He says in a hushed tone while comfortingly rubbing your back
“I’d rather spend the rest of my days thinking about the memories we’ve made when you were here, than to make new fake memories with a hologram…” he adds, you continued to sob and hold him weakly, feeling as if every word he spoke was a dagger through your chest, but something you also needed to hear.
“I’ve been knew about this the moment I decided to love you, I knew you weren’t going to be with me forever, I knew you were going to leave first, but I wasn’t scared, because I promised myself I’d spend every waking day with you, making our time together memorable…so that when you leave I’d know…that I made you happy while you were here…and that you’ve spent your mortal years contently…” Lilia spoke, his voice quivering but also spoke to you with the gentlest tone.
He backs away slightly to give you a short but passionate kiss, then he pulls away putting his forehead on yours, tears both staining your cheeks as they trailed down from your eyes “I love you, only you, no one else, nothing else, just you. The Y/n I can hug, and kiss, and laugh with…you.” Lilia smiles sadly, wiping your cheek with her thumbs.
You nod, still feeling the tears continuously flowing, Your lover pulled you back into his tight but loving embrace, it felt safe…like all your worries being washed away, you knew now that everything was going to be okay, all you needed was him, as long as he was with you, nothing else mattered.
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A/N: Heyyyy so here’s a little something that’s been on my drafts for the longest time now 😭🤚🏻 I’m a bit rusty as I haven’t wrote anything in a long time so this may come off as rushed or repetitive, But nonetheless hope you guys like it ♡♡♡ (also sorry for coming back with another angst post lolllll) love ya bye! 🫶🏻
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hirsheyskisses · 2 years
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Hello hir-san!!!
If you have some time, can i ask for angst to fluff of shu and vox's reaction when their s/o ask if the bois still love them? Thank you so much
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❝My Love is Only For You❞
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ᥫ᭡┆Vox Akuma & Shu Yamino x Reader┆ᥫ᭡
𖥔 Angst to Fluff
°⌜ Summary: You've started to feel.. alone. Whether it be your own scarce mind.. Or maybe.. they.. ⌟°
A/N: HEYY! 🍰! I was started to wonder where my first emoji anons went- and now yall popped up- ANYWAYS HOPE YOU ENJOY! 💙
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Vox Akuma
Everytime you awoke.
He was gone, without a single trace of his warmth. Sometimes, from somewhere in the house, or rather, his streaming room, you'd hear his voice. Flirting with his chat, laughing with his friends. Rarely did you ever manage to spend a lot of time with your demon boyfriend. The times you did were often just for meals, or occasionally a couch hangout. But most times? He was just too tired.
Of course, you never said anything.
You didn't want to be seen as clingy, annoying, or controlling. You wanted your boyfriend to have fun and enjoy himself.
Even if he couldn't with you.
And when Mysta, Luca, and Nina came over for the week-long off collab, the feeling grew worse.
Anytime you came out, Vox gave you little attention; in fact, you felt invisible. The only times he called you was to help him make food; and when the time came round to eat, you'd grab your food and leave. Because you didn't feel welcome at the table.
His laughs began to haunt you.
Even when you two were sleeping, it felt as though there was a giant giant brick-wall between you two.
You despised it.
Weeks passed..
Weeks passed and you'd still yet to say anything. Trying to rely on the little attention you did get. Trying to fill your heart that was slowly becoming an aching void.
Until finally, it came crashing over.
And you broke.
"...Vox?"
The two of you had been sitting on the couch. For the last fifteen minutes, the demon had been rambling about whatever had gone on with his friends, but if you were being truthful, you hadn't been listening.
Instead, been dreading this.
"Yea? Whats up, (Name)?"
For once.. his attention was on you.
And it was now or never.
"Do you.. still love me?"
To say Vox was caught off guard..
..was an understatement.
Seeing you, staring at him with tears filled in your eyes. Realization crashing over him in a wave of guilt, sadness, and absolute, and utter terror. Eyes widening, Vox reached out to you. His mouth opening to say something, something to reassure you, but you shied away from his touch.
The demon's heart shattered into a million pieces.
"My love.. my darling, of course i still love you- i always have- please, baby, look at me-" Tears that had been threatening to spill from your eyes finally came spilling down. Vox hated it. He hated how you were looking at him, with that scared, tired, and depressed expression. He despised himself for not noticing.
For thinking that you'd stay with how he'd neglected you.
"You.. dont have to lie, Vox.. I can take it." With your sleeves, you wiped your tears the best you could, breath coming in soft, short gasps.
"No- Don't. I love you." Vox didn't let you shy away this time. He pulled you into his arm, burying his face into your hair, pulling you into his chest. "I.. i love you, so so much."
"..I can't.. imagine a world without you. Darling.. You are my light. I'm.. im so sorry."
Every second, Vox hated himself. He'd ignored you, and expected you to be alright. He was a shitty boyfriend. A shitty person.
He slowly pulled his head away, and pressed a kiss to your forehead, "i love your laugh.." to your cheek, "your smile.." your nose, "the way you.. always light up a room.." neck, "i love you."
Resting his forehead against your own, Vox could feel his own tears threatening to spill. "I'm.. im sorry. I've been- so shitty. I didn't think and I-"
You cut him off with a kiss to his lips.
While he was mending your heart, he felt his own ache even more.
"Darling.."
"...Please.. Vox, if you ever- i mean.. if you don't-"
"I will always love you."
From that point on, Vox had made it his goal, no, his mission to ensure your heart was always filled. To ensure he would never be the cause of your pain again. With your help, he balanced work and his friends, and left plenty of time for you.
He vowed never.. to ever make you feel unloved by him again.
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Shu Yamino
You knew what you were getting into, going into a relationship with Shu.
Or at least, you thought you did. As friends, it felt as though the two of you were inseparable: and when you confessed, and Shu returned your feelings, you had expected it to become even more so.
Turns out, you were wrong.
Sure, the first few weeks, months, were good: Shu was a lovebird, constantly showering you in affection, constantly making you laugh. He would light up your day effortlessly, and you his.
Until he didn't.
Shu was always so caught up in his work. You expected that.. yet he still made time for others. The few, and far inbetween times you did spend, Shu was exhausted- which, was to be expected. More nights than not, you slept alone, and awoke alone. Mealtimes, sure, Shu was still there; but seeing him..
..Well, you couldn't help it.
Couldn't help how empty your heart felt.
Without his laughter, his odd jokes, everything.
Which.. left you to believe, Shu didn't love you anymore.
one day, as he was gone, you made up your mind. You wouldn't- no, couldn't stay in an environment like this.
So, as you made dinner for the two of you, you had decided to ask him, straight up.
.."Shu?"
Looking up from his food, you felt your stomach drop. "Yeah? What's up?"
Were you really about to do this? It.. could ruin everything. But.. i don't want him to feel pressured, or.. obligated, to be in a relationship with me..
"Do you.."
"...do you still love me?"
Silence. The only sound- was silence. Your heart, slowly tearing apart, and Shu, staring at you with utter confusion.
Quickly, to hide your tears and guilt, you looked up at him. "Its- nevermind."
Shoving yourself away from the table, you made to stand, only for a force to crash into you and send you stumbling against the counter.
"Eh? Sh-"
"Im.. im so sorry."
His voice cracked, arms tightening around your body, head burying into your neck.
Was he.. crying?
"It.. it isnt- i do love you." Shu held you closer, as realization crashed over him in waves. Of what he'd done.
Your own tears spilling over, as he patched your heart.
"You.." "i.. i.. heck."
"You dont have to- say it. If you don't mean it."
Shu leaned his head away to look you in your eyes. "I do. I've been.. yeesh, terrible.."
During that moment of Shu holding you, you could practically feel his regret. You could see it in his eyes.
He'd never meant to hurt you.
And he'd never make the same mistake again.
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