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lvlyghost · 7 months

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Hello do you take requests cause I had this idea in my mind but I suck in writing

how bout a ghost x reader where he had a bad day and takes it out on his beloved reader who he's been in a really long relationship with, by starting an argument and maybe saying some really mean and bad things that break the reader. Like the reader is only a shell of herself and completely ruined by ghosts words and just crying or sitting completely still staring off the wall or just staring at nothing just being numb.

What would be interesting is Simons reaction when he realizes the damage that he's done, maybe he would cry/break down idk when he sees the usually happy reader being so dull and almost lifeless yk

But Pleasee don't do this to our hearts and write some comfort and a happy ending please I couldn't handle too much angst❤️😭

The Weight of the World

PAIRINGS: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x F!Reader

SUMMARY: You promised to always lean on each other but sometimes love isn't enough.

WORD COUNT: 1.5k

TW: heavy angst, literally got some mid anxiety writing this🥴 swearing, self-doubt, hurt-comfort and slight fluff towards the end. lmk if i missed any.

A/N: finished this in one sitting lol, also not proofread and poorly edited, i've been having a shitty week so expect more angst lol. meet me in therapy. Enjoy anon!🤍🌟🫶🏻💕

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You hesitate right outside Simon's studio, the place where he secludes himself from everything and everyone. Ever since he came from his last mission he seemed to be on the edge constantly. The usual softness that he reserved specifically for you was... absent.

Still you wouldn't let that stop you from approaching; having dating him for a few years now let you know so much of that. You knew when he was hurting. When he was sad, angry, jealous or even happy. Little to no people could say that.

Somehow this was different. He wasn't even letting you in, constantly keeping you at arms length and that hurt. How were you supposed to get to him this time? Get him to talk to you?

To look at you again with that same glint in his eyes, the spark that you ignited in him and that won't fade away even years after.

The sound of a chair creaking startles you, the same time the timer in the kitchen goes off. You walk back, turning the oven off, and sticking out the apple pie you so happily baked for both with hopes that you'll get him loosen a bit that dark cloud that's been looming over Simon these past few days.

The door of his studio is yanked open the heavy stomp of his boots resonating across the small apartment you two share, then his bulky frame appears just to grab the keys to his black motorcycle.

"Simon!" You call him, burning your hand in the process. He stills halfway through the living room, waiting for you to say something else. Wetting a cloth hurriedly and wrapping it around the burnt skin.

"I made something for us... maybe," standing behind him you leave a reasonable space between the two. You swallow down hard. "Thought we could have it together and just, you know spend...-"

"I don't have time for that now." His voice is cold and monotone. "Don't wait for me."

"But Si-" he turns on his heels, eyes hard and unyielding. He approaches slowly, making you gulp. "What's gotten into you, Simon?" You fight back the tears, this was the man you loved so dearly, the man you knew loved you back; there was a reason for the golden engagement ring on your left hand. "I..-"

"Fucking hell would you stop that? Please just..." he notices the wetness in your eyes. "I can't do this. Not anymore."

"Whatever it is I promise we can work it out together!" your lips quivered. "Just talk to me!"

"I don't need to talk about anything girl!" He seethes, one finger pointing at you. "Think some cheap counseling with you will make things right? Bloody hell no. Neither some homemade bread, this isn't fucking working and it won't until you learn how the bloody world works."

It breaks your heart into a tiny million pieces, breathing becomes a challenge and the injury in your hand can no longer be felt. Simon's words were worse than any physical pain. Where was the man you loved? The man who used to lift you up and kiss you on the forehead? The man whose hands couldn't stop roaming your body late at night? The man who'd helped you reach out for things he probably put away in the highest shelf so you'd ask for help. That same man that had proposed to you no long ago, right before he was deployed to a special op God knows where. The fabric of his mask moves when he keeps talking but you don't listen. You can't. Just like you can't stop the tears dribbling down your cheeks and the tremble of your hands. Simon's jaw clenched, brows furrowed as he takes a step back and leaves.

You walk sluggishly to where the dessert awaits. It's when your knees buckle that you finally let out a loud cry.

Simon knows he isn't a good man. He's done quite questionable things that he could never say out loud. He knows he's fucked in so many ways. But he also knows that there's one thing that kept him from spiraling further down into an abyss of death and self-loathing.

You.

The woman he decided he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. The girl that didn't care about his past, the bad moments and his complicated persona. You who would selflessly love him without asking for something in return. What had you seen in him in first place? Even now after three years he can't wrap his head around the fact that he has someone who waits for him.

Simon knows how much he loves you, but what he doesn't know is how—or in what earth—he deserves every part of you.

You've been avoiding him ever since that horrible night. Words he can't take back. Looks that haunt him every time he closed his eyes. He hears you cry when you go to sleep or when you're taking a shower. Muffled sobs and wails that will come for him until the day he dies.

You avoid him like a plague, when he walks in. After all he's the one to blame. He wanted to ask you to tear him apart maybe that'd feel less painful.

The last remaining of sanity that was left in him came crashing down when he began to notice how you stared off in a haze, numbly looking at the window. He was losing you. Destroyed the one good thing he had. So, a few days later, despite his own demons. Despite the things that broke him all irreparably during the last mission in Moscow, he comes to find you. Sucking in a sharp breath as his eyes set on your left hand.

The engagement ring was gone, forgotten someplace unknown. Simon felt the panic wrenching his guts.

It's all on him.

He whispers your name, calls you softly. Slowly sitting in front of you, the coffee table creaks under his weight. Words get caught in his throat.

"May I take your hand?" He pleads, not getting an answer. Simon sighs, lowering his head as silent reigns yet again. "I don't deserve you." He murmurs, eyes bored into the floor. "I... I ruin everything I touch. Just never thought I'd ruin my girl."

Your eyes flutter shut, wet tears clinging to your eyelashes. Simon watches as you stand and leave without a word, he follows close behind to your shared room.

"Love..."

"Don't call me that!" the hurt in your voice... the resentment in your eyes, he's earned it.

Simon reaches out for your arm, grabbing you firmly but gently, mindful not to harm you.

"Right I deserve that." If there's one thing Simon regrets it's being the reason that your eyes no longer shine. "What I said... what happened I...-"

Shaking your head and biting down your lip.

"You never gave me the chance, I thought we said we'd always find a way."

"I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry baby." in an instant he's pulling you close, although you want to push him away, scream at him, slap him for the calvary he made you go through. "I'm not good with words, and I'm no good person." You feel his body shaking with anxiety as your eyes widen in shock. "I tried... I can't forgive myself for my mistakes."

"Simon..." he hushed you, cradling your head with his big hand. "I can't sleep knowing I can't protect you from what's out there, couldn't bloody protect that kid in Moscow, or my family."

You guide him to the bed, sitting down side by side and holding onto each other.

"Said I would always be with you Simon, why the hell did you push me away?! Have I not given my everything to you? We promised to always make it work!" He grabs your face staring intently into your eyes. "What happened there?"

He blinks, deciding how much to say. There was no need for you to know the entirety of it. He wanted to shield you from the horrors of this world, and he would as long as he lived.

"A young lad whose life's was cut short because I wasn't there on time. How can I come back to you, be happy when someone else just lost their kid..."

"That wasn't on you! Simon Riley you stop that now." He inhales, cinnamon and vanilla flooding his senses. It's you all of you. "Stop carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders. We do that together, yeah?" Your chest hurts from how hard it's beating. "You've done far so much. You won't lose me."

A rumble in the sky and cars passing by outside your home is all you hear. Brown eyes like honey stare back into your soul.

"You took it off..."

"I burnt my hand, it wasn't healing properly. And you know what?" He quirks a brow. "It wasn't homemade bread. It was an apple pie, you silly."

"You'll never forgive me for that one won't you?" He doesn't chuckle but the air feels lighter.

"No. Probably won't." Simon takes your burnt hand bringing it to his lips, they're soft against the marred skin.

"But we're still getting married, yeah?" He asks.

You smile fondly, humming when he kisses your forehead, tears have now dried.

"Yeah. We're still getting married."

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torukmaktoskxawng · 2 months

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Hi anla! are you comfortable writing a Tsireya x fem! Omatikaya! reader where reader is very tough and intimidating and is quiet and prefers to spend time alone. Tsireya finds her by the water one time instead of being with her family and tries to talk to her but gets blown off— she then makes it her mission to get close to reader and after a while reader lets her?? idk maybe some cute slow burn romance? thank you and ur writing is sooo good!

Pairing: Tsireya/Fem!Reader (Sully daughter, lol)

Word Count: 1,572

Warnings: Cuteness overload? Small mention of violence? Hinted courting? Not sure what else, but this was written on my phone, so it's not in my best element and is also shorter than I wanted.

Taglist: @mooniequeen @avatar-lover @taronyuhunter

A/n: I definitely played into the unspoken fact that Na'vi, or at least Forest Na'vi, are basically cats 😅

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When you first brushed off Tsireya's friendly conversation, the chief's daughter was beside herself all night thinking she had done something wrong, wondering why anyone wouldn't want a new friend in a strange, foreign place far away from home. Tsireya knew that if she was in your place, she'd be desperate for new friends to keep herself sane so she wouldn't feel as homesick.

Needless to say it was a little hurtful and confusing when you completely ignored her attempts at befriending you. You, the sibling born between Kiri and Lo'ak, didn't appear interested in anyone or anything other than your space. Your brothers and sisters, who are way more outgoing and eager to befriend Tsireya and the other reef children, don't even appear bothered by your mannerisms. Tsireya decided to ask Lo'ak why that was.

According to your younger brother, you have always been this way. You kept to yourself and only made time for family when you absolutely had to.

"What about friends?" Tsireya had asked, bewildered.

Lo'ak simply shrugged, "She considers us her friends, too."

That baffled the reef girl to no end. How can someone not want to find friends outside of her own family? Wouldn't you get tired of them and need to talk to someone outside of your circle of relatives? Tsireya can understand having boundaries but to this extreme? It both confused and intrigued her.

No longer hurt by your behavior, her curiosity had gotten the better of Tsireya. Even though you were a little intimidating, it didn't sway her from trying to hang out with you more.

She first started by just simply staying by your side. She didn't talk or anything, just sat or walked by your side, regardless of the side glances you gave her. Despite wanting to fill any awkward silence between the two of you, she kept quiet and instead just tried to get you used to her presence, wanting you to at least trust and feel comfortable around her. Whenever you side-eyed Tsireya, she simply smiled and ignored how put-off and tough you looked.

Lo'ak had never seen a cat before in his life, but from what his father had told him, you were very much like one. Jake affectionately compared you to a stray cat all the time, even more so than Spider. To gain your trust, someone would need to have unlimited patience and kindness. No one outside of your family had ever tried and if they did, gave up too easily. Spider was the only exception. Growing up together, you silently considered him your family just as much as your siblings.

However, while watching Tsireya try to approach you with her silent tactics, Lo'ak couldn't help but agree with his father about the stray cat's comment.

Once it's safe to assume you didn't care whether or not Tsireya was hanging out with you, she moved on to small, teeny tiny talks. She does this by complimenting you.

"Your hair is really beautiful today."

"I love that bracelet Tuk made for you. It compliments your eyes."

"You're amazing at fishing!"

It was... like walking on thin ice. You didn't say anything back, but your expression made you look wary of the compliments. If your hair wasn't hiding them, Tsireya would've seen the dark blush that enveloped them. Once you are no longer entirely put off by this step of conversing with you, the chief's daughter starts letting you in on all of her village gossip.

"Don't let Rotxo know I told you this, but he's very infatuated with Kiri."

"My mother had to treat one of our deep divers who thought it was a good idea to wrestle with his own tsurak."

"Our best singer thinks she can fool everyone by always wearing a shawl, but we all know she's trying to hide her growing belly."

You never say anything in response to the gossip, but Tsireya didn't miss the way your ears twitched, letting her know that you were listening to her, regardless of how you felt about village rumors. It made her smile, knowing that you were paying attention. She hadn't realized, but Tsireya had found herself enjoying talking to you, even though you never responded. What was once an attempt to get you to like her ended up being something that she ended up liking about you. Tsireya is one who is never at a loss for words and has even been told at times -mostly by her brother- that she talks too much. So to have someone not say a word but she knows is listening to every word she says was heartwarming, to say the least.

The curiosity and drive to be your friend slowly turned into an infatuation when she got you to smile for the first time.

She had boldly decided to gift you something but knew that it wouldn't be genuine if she didn't make something that you liked. Instead of jewelry, she made a small shell ornament meant to go on the front of your ikran's harness. When she handed you the gift, she felt as though the air had been stolen from her lungs at the sight of your smile.

It was small, but it was definitely there. You had what Lo'ak and Spider would use to call a "resting bitch face" and so any other emotion you expressed was easy to place. Tsireya found herself wanting to weave your smile into her memory, to swim to the Cove of the Ancestors as fast as possible to connect to the Spirit Tree and have your smile forever remembered by Eywa.

"I don't know why you like her so much," Ao'nung comments as he and his sister do their morning chores. He visibly shivers with his usual, permanent scowl ebbed on his face, an expression he most definitely inherited from Ronal, "She looks like she could rip my throat out with her teeth."

Poor, sweet, innocent Tsireya found herself shocked as something warm and pleasant rolled in her stomach, the image of you being so ferocious sending a weak chill down her spine. Unbeknownst to Ao'nung, his sister was in a dilemma, beside herself as to why it pleased her at the mere thought of you being able to end someone just by using your teeth. Trying to hide the growing blush rising to her face, Tsireya kept her head down and purposely focused on the fishing net she was mending.

"She's strong and fierce," the reef girl simply states, "And she's a good listener."

Ao'nung squints at her, baffled and put off by Tsireya's observation of you, but doesn't comment further.

But this strange friendship between you and his sister only baffled him further when the next time all of the reef children and Sullys were working together to build a strong canoe. You had approached the group, much to everyone's surprise, and held your hand out to the chief's daughter.

"Reya..."

All eyes quickly glance between you and Tsireya, not sure who everyone should be looking at. Rotxo and Ao'nung's jaws drop, never knowing what your voice sounded like before now. Ao'nung is even more affronted by the nickname you gave his sister. No one calls her that.

Tsireya's face visibly brightens as if you had just shown her the stars for the first time. Standing up to join you, she holds her hand out as you place something down in the center of her palm.

Your smile had returned as she drew close, faint and perhaps a bit shy, but it was present and it made her heart skip a beat as you whispered, "A piece of the Omatikaya."

You drew your hand away and then quickly turned around, walking back down the beach from the way you came. Tsireya nearly whined when she could no longer feel the heat that naturally radiated from your skin before remembering the item now nestled in her hand. Looking down, she uncurls her fingers and gasps quietly.

It was a beautiful choker made out of red and orange beads, tied tightly together, meant to climb up her neck and make her look taller, something similar to what she'd seen Neteyam and Neytiri wear. She had never worn anything with such bright, warm colors, reminding her of the fire in your yellow, piercing eyes. Without a second thought, she removed her own necklace and replaced it with yours, her fingers shaking with excitement as she clasped it around her neck. Beaming proudly, she turned back to your siblings and the other reef children to show off your gift, and while some of them were speechless, Tuk wasn't the least bit surprised by the exchange she had witnessed and squealed.

"It looks so pretty on you! I was watching her make that for hours and couldn't wait to see how it turned out!"

The young Na'vi girl's statement had everyone finally blinking from their shock, Rotxo even going as far as complimenting Tsireya's new necklace while your siblings and even Ao'nung all looked at one another with wary suspicion. Ao'nung waited until Tsireya was caught up speaking adamantly to Tuk and Rotxo before he snapped quietly at the other Sully siblings.

"What in Eywa's name was that??"

Lo'ak's jaw tightens but he doesn't say a word, briefly remembering another fun fact about cats that his father once told him. Something about what it means when a cat likes or trusts another animal or person, they tend to start gifting things like dead rodents.

He visibly shivers, hoping his sister won't go as far as to start bringing dead things to Tsireya.

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changbunnies · 3 months

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Crave, Part 1 (18+)

♡ Pairing: Romantic Demon!Hyunjin x Human Fem!Reader

♡ Genre: supernatural au, demon au, age gap relationship typical in monster fucker fics, intended to be porn with plot but atm there is more plot than porn lol

♡ Word Count: 3.6k

♡ Summary: "The more a thing is perfect, the more it feels pleasure and pain." - Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy. In which Hyunjin, a demon from the nine circles of hell, finds himself impossibly infatuated with the very human he once set upon himself to destroy.

♡ Warnings: don’t read if you’ll be uncomfortable over talks about religion from the perspective of a demon!, themes of sexual purity in the context of religion, a lot of immoral behavior and thoughts + ideas from hyunjin, supernatural abilities, themes of possesiveness, the seven deadly sins are brought up multiple times, hyun is thousands of years old so take that as you will lol, hell's structure is based off dante alighieri's depiction of it in the divine comedy but knowledge of it isn't necessary to enjoy this fic!

♡ Smut Warnings (contains spoilers): there isn't really any overt smut in this first part it's more like referenced sexual activity, masturbation, voyeurism (hyun is watching reader while they're unaware he is there), porn watching

♡ Notes: after receiving feedback, i'll now be posting my long fics in multiple parts as i finish them like i do on ao3 instead of waiting until it's finished to post here! i'm taking a break from my royal au series to finally write out this fic i've had rattling in my brain since last september but never got around to writing until this past month :') idk how long this will be in the end but i'm planning at least 3 parts! i hope you stick around till the end <3

♡ Disclaimer: please read responsibly, and remember that this work is fiction and meant strictly for imaginative fun. the idols used in fics are more accurately faceclaims and personality outlines for imaginary characters, and should not be interpreted as factual representations of existing people.

There are many things in this world, the world of humans, that even a monster such as Hyunjin was born to desire. A primal want, weaved into the very fabric of his being, designed to be etched into his soul- if he had one, that is. That is what initially brought him here; the heart of one of the world's most populated cities, his territory an otherwise unoccupied luxury suite in one of the many skyrises that line the bustling streets.

It was an ideal place to be; there wasn't much in the way of furniture, given that it's a new development with no human occupants, but the amenities it held were sleek and pristine. High windows that overlooked the entirety of the city rife with sin from what was nearly the top floor, marble countertops that screamed sophistication and elegance, and well equipped with security of both the physical and digital kind to keep out those who may want to chase the thrill of wandering where they do not belong. Hyunjin, who could simply float about wherever he wished, had no need for human things like beds or sofas.

In this space, he already had everything he needed- an ideal vantage point, isolation from the world until he himself chose to interact with it, and easy access to the myriad of damned soul that walked the streets beneath him. It was perfect, and it was his- until you showed up.

Hyunjin was no stranger to dealing with potential renters overtaking his territory- it was only natural for those with wealth to be ready to spend a fortune on the newest availble luxury apartment that catches their eye. While Hyunjin had never once been seen; he was certainly known; rumors abound of an evil presence in suite 13, that left even non-believers fleeing in terror, leaving as quickly as they came. "Evil" felt a bit extreme of a description from Hyunjin's perspective, but what would humans truly understand of him?

He always felt as if his actions were completely justified; after all, why should a being with immense power such as him bend to the will of a measely human whose life was akin to a grain of sand in the desert of immortality that was his own lifespan? Regardless of his justifications and thoughts on what is evil and what isn't, he welcomed the fear humans have towards him- it made his life easier if they feared him and stayed far from his domain.

And yet here you were, seemingly ignorant of the fearful reputation this apartment held (not that he expected that the building's landlord would have informed you of it, of course- their only goal is money, at the end of the day.) Hyunjin didn't care for the rules of humans- whether or not you'd supplied the necessary money to purchase your way here or were deserving of it made no difference to him. It was his until he decided otherwise, and you were trespassing on his territory by being here.

When he'd first arrived back after a long outing back in his home within the second circle of the nine hells, only to see you filling his space with your things, walking about the apartment as if you owned it, blissfully unaware of his presence- it was infuriating. He had half a mind to scare you out right then, forever scar you by showing you his true form, send you running as he'd done to countless before you who tried to be here. But no, that wouldn't be enough. It would be letting you off too easily for his liking; this was different than scaring off someone who might intrude on his home- you already had.

What he wanted was more than his territory back- he wanted to make you suffer the most egregious torment one could ever endure for intruding on it, something far worse and much harsher than whatever a demon below his stature could muster. You deserved worse than that of mild terror, or to be able to flee from his space without repercussions for your transgression. No, he would only take back what was his after he'd turned your mind into a den of paranoia and hysteria. You needed to know true terror, true loss, true suffering, by his hand.

So he settled for observing you- it would be a longer process, one that could easily take months to reach true fruition, but the reward would be well worth his patience. He watched carefully, intently, his presence always concealed but unmistakably there. You would feel it sometimes, unbeknownst to yourself. A sudden chill up your spine, the subtle feeling of being watched making you turn your head, only to be met with nothing unusual in your line of sight. Funny, how humans were so attuned to the supernatural while simultaneously being so oblivious to their reality.

Your routines became committed to his memory, your every step and every action becoming increasingly familiar to him. Boring at times, but necessary if he wanted to learn the ins and outs of what makes you you, taking in every detail and memorizing them fully, so that when the day comes for him to turn your life into a miserable tragedy, forming you into a shell of who you once were, you'd have to beg him for forgiveness, for his mercy.

What were your fears? He'd easily make them reality. What did you hate? He'd make sure you suffered it. What broke your heart? He'd subject you to that pain over and over, until your heart was left shattered into a million, microscopic pieces. And it was only then, when you were mentally destroyed, the lowest you could ever possibly be and unrecognizable in your despair, that he'd appear before you, triumphant as he made you apologize for ever having stepped foot in his domain.

But as he observed you, he came to realize something strange- something he had never once found himself thinking about a human before. You were so... good, the closest to perfection a human could ever possibly be. And not perfect by the bullshit puritan standards set by the "heavenly creator," because you were as touched by sin as any human is, but perfect to him specifically.

Your sins were few and far between, with only one making a substantial impact on your purity; but it was the most important, most delicious sin of them all, the one that made Hyunjin's body seethe with delectable desire. You weren't envious, nor greedy or gluttonous; you lived in a luxurious penthouse suite, that was true, but greed to have the best of everything isn't what brought you here. The pride you felt for your accomplishments didn't go anywhere near sinful levels- you were proud of yourself, but not in such a way that you looked down on others while you sat atop your high horse.

You weren't slothful, brought to your current position by your own hard work and tireless efforts, and you weren't wrathful either, your emotions toward your fellow man always sweet, compassionate, and gracious. That only left one sin- just one that impacted your soul, that barred you from reaching true, godly purity.

Lust.

It wasn't an unhealthy amount of lust by any means, but any at all is enough to damn an unmarried woman's soul if she gives in to the temptation- an unfair ruling that has cost many their rightful place in paradise. And you certainly did give in to your temptation, and that is what made you perfect to him. You had none of the avarice of other humans, none of the undesirable qualities that made them foolish and arrogant and insufferable to deal with, instead held closely by one desire, the most important desire.

Was it a coincidence, he wondered? That he, a demon born of lust himself, found one such human that seemed to adhere perfectly to what he enjoys most? Hyunjin often felt himself above that of the sins his brothers were born to pursue. Violence did not suit him, emotions such as greed, pride, and jealousy often went beyond his comprehension. And not because he was some lowly, ignorant creature who was only capable of thinking with his dick, but because those feelings simply never came to him to begin with.

What was there to be jealous of? If he wanted something, he could have it, he could take it, as simple as that. Was he prideful? Sure, one could say he was, say that he had an ego, but he would argue that there was a clear difference between the arrogance that often comes with pride, and simply having confidence in one's own abilities and joy in their accomplishments.

He knew he could feel other emotions, indulge in other sins, if his brothers' conquests and actions were any tell, but he simply.. didn't. Lust was all he knew, was all that he enjoyed, but at the same time, he wasn't some low level demon who was consumed by lust. No, he could control it quite easily if he wished, was more than capable of waiting for the most ideal moment to finally savor in the addictive dance two bodies can share. (Or more than two bodies, should one prefer that.)

Lust was all he ever knew, but unlike the sex-starved beasts he ruled over and observed in his circle within hell, he was very much in control of himself. Make no mistake, it never went away, he always felt the gnawing craving for more and more and more- but it never addled his mind. That was the perk of being a demon with a higher consciousness than that of say.. an imp. He had complete control of his compulsions and desires.

It was this control over himself that led to Hyunjin savoring the lust that poured from human souls in only the most ideal conditions. There were many different kinds of lust, each with their own "taste" so to speak, and while Hyunjin found them all enjoyable to at least some degree, there was one in particular that was the most intoxicating to him, one that never failed to light a fire within him, the one that was always, always, worth waiting for.

The lust between two lovers, whose care for eachother was true, and good, and special- such as you would see from couples sleeping together for the first time, full to the brim with nervous excitement. Or maybe from long-time lovers reigniting their spark with a romantic night spent together after a warm, candlelit date. Especially delectable was the sweet consummation after making an eternal promise under God to be together forever, in sickness and in health, 'til death do you part. Those are just a few examples of the sort of lust that gave Hyunjin the best, sweetest taste.

The irony of being an immoral entity who gained the most enjoyment out of love and romance wasn't lost on him, but his preferences weren't built on some misconceived notion that he could aspire to feel those things himself. Yes, Hyunjin knew he would never feel the human emotion that was love, but he could understand, at least on a superficial level, why it tasted so sweet, and why humans seemed to fight for that feeling above all else.

Perhaps he existed to be a hypocrite, sowing seeds of chaos and turmoil while valuing true love, contradicting that which humans believed they knew about demons of lust such as himself. After all, was it not the very nature of a demon to confuse, contradict, and twist the human condition? And was it not utterly against his being to indulge in a feeling that was considered sacred by God? It didn't matter either way; if there was one thing that Hyunjin knew for certain, it was that sweet tastes were the best, and it didn't matter where it originated from or how- he just knew he liked it.

And oh, how his proverbial heart jolted when he sensed it on you the first time he saw you touching yourself. It was a surprise when, after a long day of unpacking and arranging furniture, you let your hand travel sinfully between your legs with a heady sigh- and far be it from Hyunjin to deny himself the opportunity to feed on a human's lust when it's practically being delivered to him on a silver platter. You hadn't been touching yourself for long, barely got your panties down your legs when he tasted it- subtle, but familiar enough to Hyunjin that he could recognize it anywhere.

It was hard to explain the sweet taste in human terms- there were really no words that could come close to describing it, as the "flavor" itself didn't exist within human understanding. Suffice it to say, it was something entirely unique to his kind, and something any demon would be able to distinguish with ease should they be in close enough proximity. It was unmistakable- you loved someone. That was information that could serve him well, something that he should be delighted to know he could ruin you with. And yet, for the first time in all his thousands of years, the feeling of lustful love left a bitter taste on his tongue.

You were in love.. And you envisioned that person while your fingers were buried between your legs, as you bit your lip and made your eyes roll to the back of your skull. Who was it? Why did you love them? Were they even deserving of someone as perfect as you? Did they deserve to touch you? To feel you? Hyunjin grit his teeth, fists clenching into tight balls as an unfamiliar feeling began to permeate through the entirety of his being.

Is this.. what envy feels like? A rage beyond comprehension at the thought of someone else having you when it should be him? He should be the one you desired to have touching you, the one you imagined marking your unmarred skin, the one who made you cry out and tremble with even the simplest of touches. Would they even indulge in the sweet taste you radiate like he would? Would they even understand what perfection it is you offer simply by being? His, you should be his, only his, his, his.

The realization hit Hyunjin like cold water over hot skin- he wants you. And not just for one night, not superficially, not with needing to part ways afterwards. He wants you to love him, wants the feeling of love-drenched lust that radiates off you to be because of him, wants you to belong to him and him alone. You don't know him yet, but you will. And he'll make sure you're left wanting him, and only him, by any means necessary. Because it's what he wants, and he always gets what he wants.

Hyunjin wants to say it's simple curiosity that leads him to carefully stealing your phone off your nightstand once you've fallen asleep, or that's acting with the desire to know how to ruin the target of his ire more succinctly, but that simply isn't true. No, he is scrounging through your phone not with the intent to learn your greatest fears and hates, nor does he scour your messages to discover your darkest secrets.

It's a different purpose that has led him here, an unfamiliar ache that drives him to search your phone for something more. In hindsight, going through your phone to learn about you is a simple, easy act he could've, should've, done already, but he's a bit of a traditionalist in that regard. (Or maybe he just doesn't want to admit how much he's liked watching you these past few weeks.)

Who is that you love? And why? It would've been easier for him to find out had you truly let yourself go, allowed yourself to be loud and moan their name to your heart's content, but you hadn't. And maybe that was a good thing, as hearing someone else's name leave your lips in such a moment would've definitely sent him into a dangerous hate spiral, but that also meant he was left with nothing to go on as a clue.

He was much too stunned, and then seething with anger and jealousy, to read your thoughts in the moment, and if he tried to do so now, while you were sleeping, all he would do is catch a glimpse of your dreams- not helpful in the slightest, unless you happen to be dreaming of the object of your desire. (Which you weren't. He already looked.)

Unlocking your phone is easy, as he's seen you put in your password several times over at this point. Unfortunately for him however, (and fortunate for the one undeserving of Hyunjin's wrath,) he finds nothing that makes the object of your affection explicitly obvious. Your texts with friends all use the same tone, you talk about mundane things like what movies are coming out or how you wish you could go on a vacation for a while.

Your photo gallery is relatively small, filled mostly by screenshots of things you wish to remember or keep for a laugh, and the occasional selfie. There's nothing that screams "this is the person i'm in love with!" no matter where in your phone he looks, and if it wasn't for how intensely he felt the emotion radiating from you as your fingers sped up and release built, he'd think he must have imagined it.

What interesting this he does find, however, are the differen't porn links littered through your incognito tabs, all that paint a very vivid picture of what you find most appealing, or in more vulgar terms, what gets your pussy really fucking wet. He skims through your collection of favorites and private bookmarks, and quickly comes to realize they all hold a similar theme- love, romance, and doms who are soft even when being rough with the sub's body or speaking condescending words.

Various videos and audio files, with titles such as "roommate gets railed after confessing her secret feelings," "pov: boy next door accidentally confesses and then fucks you passionately," and "soft dom makes his good girl cum hard: boyfriend asmr." There's even an entire erotic movie, much to Hyunjin's surprise, with a 2 hour run time and dedicated plot in your recent bookmarks.

He decides to watch it, for research purposes of course- what better way to get to know the object of his desire than by watching the porn she consumes for himself? It's rather generic as far as ideas go- childhood best friends confessing their love before going away to college, with sweet, sensual but desperate fucking and a promise they'll be in love no matter the distance put between them. A cliché plot, by human media standards.

However, he has to give it due props- it's obviously not an amateur production. It's acted well, has better cinematography than one might expect for a film produced by a porn studio, and the dialogue never crosses into cringe, overtly fake territory. Despite it all, something about it feels real, as if he'd taken a genuine glimpse into the lives of two young people in love, rather than a manufactured video meant to make the people who watch it unbearably horny.

Hyunjin continued through your collection after that, eager to see what other gems lied in your favorites, waiting to be watched by him. They're all the same fundamentally speaking, your preferences and biases easily shining through with each video watched and audio listened to. Emotionally charged, romantic confessions, sweet "i love you"s, soft, caring doms who take good care of the submissive one, making them feel desired, beautiful, and secure.

The person you're in love with, the one who lingers in your mind when you watch these videos and your hand travels between your legs- this is what you want them to do. You want them to love you passionately, to make you fall apart in the sweetest of ways, to take care of you so well that your thoughts can linger on nothing but the way they make you feel. You want them to sweetly tell you they love you while they fuck you, to speak filthy words in your ears in a soft, saccharine voice as they make you cum. To fuck you dumb, to ruin you, and then expertly put you back together with a tender touch.

Carefully, he puts your phone back in its place, looking at you once he's done, still sound asleep in your bed and without a clue in the world that there's a demon standing before you, close enough to touch. You've lived with Hyunjin for weeks now, but you don't know who he is, don't know that he's there, don't know that you have unexpectedly become the reason for a demon's strange and new complex emotions. Isn't it funny? How a demon as powerful as him has become infatuated with you despite you not even knowing he exists.

It's illogical to desire you, truly. Humans are fickle, subject to corruption and irrationality, their lives impossibly short. What one man works his entire life to obtain, Hyunjin can have in mere moments with a fraction of the effort. To a being that has lived thousands of years, the life of a human happens in a mere blink. You grow old, you get sick, you die, your accomplishments fade to nothing, forgotten as the next wave of humans walk the earth in your stead. You're beneath him, he's better than you, and yet..

Why does he still crave you so? Maybe he's no better than the humans he's looked down upon, considering them lesser for their innate hypocrisies and irrational actions- because Hyunjin is about to do just the same. His feelings for you are hypocritical, irrational, foolish, but also the most real thing he's ever felt. And if it's romance you want, that will make you fall head over heels for him, then he'll be the most romantic demon the nine hells have ever known.

#skz x reader #hyunjin x reader #skz smut #hyunjin smut #skz imagines #skz scenarios #mdni + divider graphic credit: @cafekitsune

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rintoons · 9 months

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Heeello, idk if u take requests but i hope u do!!

i want a tsukishima kei × fem!reader, i want his reaction on the reader hugging him suddenly without saying anything and the reader doesn't pull away from the hug (aka gives him a long hug)[It’s like the reader wants a “healing hug” bc she’s going through something so she needs a hug]

How will tsukki react and how will he comfort her?

Please NO TIMESKIP

Genre: hurt/comfort, fluff

✩★✩ a/n: yes!! i've never done a request before so please bear with me, but I had a lot of fun writing this and hope this lived up to your expectations!

p.s. it was not supposed to be this long, but i'm a fiend for context and backstory—and i may have gotten a little carried away, so... sorry lol

ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗛𝗨𝗚 ★

wc: 1.7k

you and tsukishima were undeniably academic rivals. it was nothing too serious, but there was definitely some gloating and teasing in your relationship.

you guys spent the first year of high school competing against each other, trying to see who could get the higher test score or answer the most in-class questions correctly. even though you two didn’t talk much outside of school, you had personally grown fond of whatever relationship it was that you and he developed over the year.

of course, you knew that feeling was one-sided because tsukishima was exactly the kind of person to take the whole “rivalry” thing very seriously. to him, his pride was on the line. plus, the tsukishima kei would never deign to see you as anything more than a step on his climb to the top. to him, you were just competition.

for you, on the other hand, his opposition was just motivation to excel in school and be petty towards him. to boot, it was an acceptable distraction from all the shit you had to deal with at home—when the school day was over, and you had to go back to your parents who could never seem to stop arguing long enough to realize you existed.

after starting your second year and being upgraded to class 2-5, only to find tsukishima there again, you could feel yourself getting more serious about it. the more your home situation got worse, the more incentive you had to take it out on schoolwork—and tsukishima.

some days you'd be so cold to him that he could do nothing more than just stare at your retreating figure as he desperately tried to shove away the voice inside his head telling him to go after you. telling him that you didn't mean the harsh words you just spit out and that you actually want him around. his mind was in a constant tug of war, his resolve on one side and that stupid little voice on the other. nine times out of ten, his resolve won. until it didn't.

you had been unusually quiet all day; super distant and spaced out. on a usual bad day, you'd take out all your frustrations on your schoolwork, finishing the work in half the amount of time you were supposed to take before tackling the homework for that day and several other things. but when you walked into class that day, tsukishima knew it wasn't just a 'usual bad day.'

you had your head down on your desk the entire class, your closed eyes painting the entire world black. you didn't even bother looking at the work for that day, let alone doing it. you even ignored all the weird stares and the few people that tried asking if you were okay.

and when the lunch bell rang, you immediately walked out of class, leaving everything behind.

that was the day that the little voice in tsukishima's voice won the tug of war.

he glanced over at your desk and sighed, mentally slapping himself for what he was about to do next.

he walked over and picked up your bookbag and lunchbox before going on a manhunt for you all around school. he searched like a madman, asking everybody he knew if they'd seen you. it wasn't until the last few minutes of lunch that he finally found you on the roof of the auditorium.

tsukishima let the heavy iron doors close shut behind him while he approached you slowly. he could only see your back, your uniform skirt swaying in the chilly fall breeze as you perked up at the sound and tucked your head between your shoulders. he watched you raptly. you were shivering.

"yn?" his voice carried through the howling wind and the darkening clouds up ahead.

your breath left you sharply at the sound of the familiar voice. against your better judgment, you turned around to find tsukishima standing before you. he made sure to stay several feet away, just to give you space.

you swallowed down the tears even after seeing him with all your stuff, an uncharacteristically concerned look on his face. even after seeing the way his hair stuck to his forehead and his chest rose and fell with the effort of breathing after running up at least six flights of stairs—you kept it all together.

until the forbidden words came out: “are you okay?”

you stared at him with trembling lips, realizing only then that tsukishima was the only person who ever actually saw you. you always thought you were going crazy when you noticed him easing up his teasing the tiniest bit on the days he could tell that you were holding on by a single thread. or when you could feel his stare from across the classroom, trying to fight off the goosebumps that his calculating gaze brought to your skin.

but even after realizing that, you still tried to push him away, scrunching up your face and biting out a brusque "what do you care?"

tsukishima sighed, giving in to the urge to roll his eyes. "i wouldn't be here if i didn't, yn."

you clenched your jaw at his words, your resolve crumbling down on you like an avalanche.

before you knew it, your legs were moving on their own, closing the distance between you and the boy in front of you in a matter of seconds. it all happened so fast, he didn't even see it coming. when you crashed into his broad chest and your arms wrapped themselves around his waist, tsukishima stopped breathing.

he froze in place, his body tensing and his limbs seizing with the shock of your warm body suddenly colliding with his. he stood there uncomfortably, still with your lunchbox in one hand and your bag in the other. tsukishima didn’t know what to do—didn’t know what to say. he didn’t know the first thing about comforting a person, but when the sound of your soft sniffles reached his ears, his entire wall came crashing down.

he acted on instinct.

dropping both bags, he hesitantly brought a single arm around your shoulders. at first, it was just an awkward pat on your back; but upon noticing the way you cried even harder at his reciprocation, he slid his hand lower, letting it settle onto the small of your back.

the best he could do was pull you closer to him and wrap his other arm around you, his hand moving to caress the back of your head gently. tsukishima didn’t move a single step until you pulled away first, rather abruptly as if you came to your senses and realized what you were doing.

you let out a shaky breath, cringing, “i—im sorry, i didn’t mean—“

"don’t say you didn’t mean to do it," he cut you off, donning a slightly pained expression.

before you could even say anything else, tsukishima took off his jacket and wrapped it around your shoulders. it was cold, and like the dumbass you are, (his words) you didn’t have one on. of course, he made sure to let you know that, scolding you for being careless and putting yourself at risk of catching a cold. and for not eating properly and not confiding in anybody about your problems. it was as if you didn't just have your face buried in his neck, staining his porcelain skin with your tears.

you let yourself crack a smile, feeling the tension in your shoulders, neck, and back slowly ease its way out of your body at his nagging. you tugged his warm jacket closer, leaving him there to go and take a seat with your back against the railing.

you only had to look up at him for him to get the message; without a word, tsukishima came and sat beside you. he didn't ask any questions, didn't badger you for answers, or tease you for being vulnerable like you thought he would. maybe he would use this against you later, but the most you could do was savor the moment.

so you closed your eyes and leaned your head against his shoulder. as expected, he tensed up from the action, so much so that you had to shuffle a little closer to whisper in his ear. “relax, i don’t bite.”

not only did he loosen up, but he even dared to let out a small chuckle at your words.

after sitting on the roof for a while and watching the newly transformed orange and red cherry blossom petals flake from the trees, tsukishima offered—though he didn’t give you much of a choice—to walk you home.

after a humble round of "you don't have to"—"but i want to," you finally accepted his offer. the two of you ended up skipping the rest of the school day together, which was the last thing you ever expected to be doing considering the way you feel both about your grades and tsukishima.

as if things couldn't get any weirder, tsukishima took you to a convenience store on the way to your house, insisting that you get whatever you need. he ended up buying you a drink and new, “more tasty than whatever shit you had in your lunchbox” food to eat. he even sat you down at one of the tables outside the store and forced you to eat right then and there because he didn't trust that you would do it when you got home like you kept promising you would.

he was a surprisingly funny guy, making jokes the entire way home. while his dry humor wasn't for everyone, it made you laugh and forget about your crappy day. as you were walking up to your house, you kept trying to give him his jacket back but to no avail because the bastard kept telling you to keep it and not rush it back to him.

“wow. the great tsukki kei is actually a great big softy.”

“shut up, no i’m not,” he scowled. “and don’t call me that!”

when he finally got you home and bid you goodnight, you did something else that shocked you.

you leaned up on your tippy toes and kissed tsukishima (on the cheek). you thanked him for everything before running into your house and locking the door behind you, not even waiting to see his reaction.

your rival stood in front of the gate to your house, dumbfounded, and confused, yet blushing furiously and grinning like an idiot because he simply couldn't help it. on the other side of the door, your were grinning too despite your racing heart.

#rintoons #tsukishima kei #haikyuu!!#tsukishima x reader #hq #haikyuu #i love him sm #tsukishima #tsukki #tsukishima fluff #haikyuu fluff #hurt/comfort #thank u for this request!#muah <3 #academic rivals #academic rivals to lovers #rivals to lovers

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pls-hold-me-im-justa-weeb · 1 year

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Hello love 💗 I hope you’re doing well! Are your requests open? If so I was wondering if I could request how the Strawhats react to you having to sit on their laps. Mostly looking for Zoro’s reaction 😭😭 he’s my currently fixation and I had a dream last night that he let me sit on his lap so I’m just obsessed. But if you plan on doing headcanons then maybe you can include Luffy and Sanji as well? Or whoever else you’d like to write for ☺️.

Perhaps they’re in an awkward/cramped situation and they have nowhere to go other than on his lap. And reader can be in a relationship with him or not yet. That’s up to you :D I hope this makes sense and thank you in advance if you’re able to write this! If not, then no worries ☺️ have a lovely day!

Omg I love this so much. And yes! my requests are currently open! (also I love Zoro too and i'm so jealous of your dream). Thank you for your request :) It ended up not being exactly your request because it ended up being confession scenarios when you're on their lap, and I'm sorry about that and I hope you still enjoy what I wrote. I tried to make it up with the amount I wrote lol.

I made this pretty fluffy, because I wasn't sure you'd be comfortable with anything spicy. Reader/character do end up kissing though. . Also I headcanon that Zoro would be so soft at first with his S/O because he might not have the confidence in emotions like that.

I am so whipped for Ace and I wanted to write him for so long but didn't know how to start so thank you so much for giving me the opportunity to.

Warnings: Small spaces, kissing, confessions, swearing (Ace part - suggestive, angst if you squint)

Monster Trio's + Ace's reaction to their crush confessing while sitting on their laps

Soft!Zoro, Luffy being Luffy idk what to say, Smooth!Sanji, Flirty!Ace

Running from the marines was exhausting, you had to admit. Ducking into alleys, climbing over walls and gates, knocking over crates and barrels, and zig zagging to avoid gunfire was more exercise than you ever wanted in your life. Yet, here you were, running for your life from the marines. Again. You glanced to your side, looking at the cause of the chaos. Even though you had a huge, fat crush on him, that didn't stop him from being a pain in the ass in moments like this. You opened your mouth to scold him, but fresh blasts of gunfire from behind you lead to him looping an arm around your waist and hauling you suddenly to the side, down a skinny alley. It was a dead end- or at least looked like it.

"Now what-" you broke off your hissed annoyance with a quiet yelp of surprise as he yanked you down another smaller alley, hidden around an unnoticeable corner at the end of the previous alley. A small, ornate wooden door was hauled open by your crush's hand before you even noticed it. He shoved the both of you inside and slammed shut the door. You ignored the musty damp smell of your surroundings as you tried to catch your breath in the dark, tiny closet.

You heard boots echo down the first alley you went down. You readied yourself to fight as you heard slow steps approaching the door that was nearly pressed to your nose. You felt your partner in crime shift behind you, readying to fight as well. You held your breath, lungs burning from the effort as a hand on the outside jiggled the handle. You heard the distinct clang of metal breaking. Your heart dropped into your stomach. Did that marine really just break the door? How is that even possible? How the hell can we get out?

You barely registered the marine reporting that he didn't find you two as he walked off. You felt your crush release a breath at the retreat of the Marines.

"He broke the door" you muttered to yourself. You ran your fingers over the door, finding no latch or handle on the inside.

"Why did we have to get locked in a closet on the one island with weird fucking doors? Those damn local craftsmen are too good" you groaned. You heard shuffling behind you, and suddenly a light from a small lantern exposed your surroundings- a tiny forgotten utility closet. You glanced behind you at your crush. He held the lantern up, and looked at the door that was nearly pressing into your nose.

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Zoro

"I hate you so much right now" you hissed as you let your head thud against the door.

"Not my fault. Now open the door" he said with a shrug you felt on your back. Seething, you glared at him over your shoulder before running your fingers over what could be the latch. As you suspected, it was broken. You weren't getting out of here unless someone came and saved you from the outside. You huffed a sigh.

"I can't. The marine broke it"

"What do you mean the marine broke it? If the door's broken, you should be able to open it!"

"Do I look like an expert in fucking doors? You know this island has incredible craftsmen. It doesn't even have an obvious lock!"

"Don't yell at me, it's not my fault the doors are so weird in this place!"

You took a deep breath. Bickering wouldn't get you anywhere.

"Would you be able to cut through the door?" you asked hopefully. Zoro shook his head.

"If it were just me in here, yeah. But with you here as well, I can't even draw my sword fully without cutting both of us." You nodded, understanding, but disappointed.

"Do you have the baby den-den mushi?"

He nodded, and his chest pressed heavily against you as he rummaged around. You breathed a sigh of relief as he produced it. You quickly called the Sunny, reporting the situation to Robin, who had just gotten back from exploring the town. She said she would send a clone to start looking for you, but it would be best to report it to Luffy. You thanked her, hung up, and called Luffy. You reported the situation, and Zoro had to yell at him to shut up to get him to stop laughing. He hung up with the promise of searching for you, though he didn't ask where you were. Not that you would've been able to tell him when Zoro was leading the way.

You groaned, letting your head thud against the door.

"Tired?" the swordsman asked. You nodded, shifting your legs slightly. They ached from sprinting and dodging bullets, and there was nowhere to sit. Zoro cleared his throat and shifted an overturned bucket behind him with his foot.

"You... you can sit on my lap" he suggested. His face was flushed in the lantern light, and it was unusual for him to stutter over his words. His reaction and his words made your heart skip a beat.

"Uh.. sure" you said shyly. He pulled you to his chest and sat on the bucket. You shifted your legs so your ass was on one of his thick thighs and your thighs draped over his other thigh. He seemed unsure where to put his hands. You snorted, grabbing one and winding it around your back, and guided the other to rest in your lap. You could feel the heat of his flushed face, and could smell the faint sweet freshness of sake and tang of metal. You relaxed into his embrace, leaning your shoulder on his chest and letting yourself imagine for a second that maybe, he liked you too. You felt him shift a little.

"You okay?" you asked. You looked at his face, and he almost looked like he was scowling, lost in thought.

"Yeah... just..." he trailed off. Thinking he was uncomfortable, you went to stand again. His hands tightened on your waist, holding you close. You looked at him questioningly. You almost felt like his heart was being faster against your arm

"Just?" you prodded. He looked away, and swore under his breath.

"Just... this is nicer than I thought it would be" he admitted quietly.

"Yeah, it is"

You both froze at your unconscious agreement. He looked at you, blush still tinging his cheeks red. You babbled on nervously, your face heating.

"I-I-I mean... without being locked in a tiny closet or uh... the weird old smell in here... not that you don't smell good... you do! Like sake and metal and that's hot... I mean hot like... people could be attracted to it! Heh. I mean you're really attractive and a great man so you could get anyone you wanted... but yeah I guess sitting on your lap is nice? Not in a sexual way though... just being close to you... right? Being close to people you like is gr-"

You were cut off by heavily calloused fingers guiding your chin so slightly chapped lips could close over yours. It took you a moment to be able to relax into the kiss, letting him set the pace and guide your movements. Eventually, once air became a necessity, you broke apart.

"I like you too" he said gruffly, as if the words had never left his lips before. You stared at him, meeting his serious gaze.

"Be mine." It was a demand and a question.

You nodded, so incredibly glad you ended up locked in a forgotten, tiny room with him, sitting on his lap, and sharing kisses and jokes.

Or at least, until Luffy managed to bust down the door with his sandaled foot. Zoro protected your body with his own, easily flipping you so you were under him.

"Luffy! Be fucking careful!" Zoro snapped at his captain. Luffy waved him off, questioning you about whether or not you were hungry. You giggled, nodding. As the three of you walked back to the Sunny, Luffy noticed something strange.

"Hey, Zoro. How come you said you couldn't get out? You easily could've broken that door down with your bare hands."

Zoro's responding blush had you snorting and giggling, and he playfully gently shoved you away.

"Shut up Luffy!"

"Huuuhh? What did I do? You could've easily broke it down!"

You broke into loud laughter at this, responding before your new boyfriend combusted from embarrassment.

"He wanted to spend extra time with me, Luffy"

"OH! I didn't know you two were such good friends!"

"We're more than friends now. He's my boyfriend" you announced. Luffy stopped and blinked at the two of you before a wide grin split his face.

"Okay! If you're with him all the time maybe he won't get lost as much. Now lets go! I'm hungry!"

You grabbed Zoro's hand and chased after the captain's sprinting figure, a grin plastered on your face.

Luffy

"Are you going to open the door?" Luffy asked. You let your head thud against the wood.

"I can't. The marine broke it." you replied despondently. You heard Luffy hum.

"Lemme try!"

You felt his stretchy arms slither beside you. He felt around on the door, but suddenly slumped forward against your back.

"What's wrong?!"

"Sea prism stone" he slurred, head tucked on your shoulder. Your heart thudded as you felt his breath whisper on your neck, but dragged your focus back to the issue.

"Sea prism stone?! In a door to a storage room?!"

You felt him nodding against your back. You sighed. Damn it.

"Okay. Sit down. Let me see if I can take a better look at it"

You helped him slide off your back, ignoring the electrifying feeling of his skin against yours. I really have it bad for this man. He clumsily sat down on an overturned bucket behind him, but his knees knocked into the back of yours, sending you falling backwards onto his lap. His arms wrapped around your waist, catching you against his chest.

You froze at the contact. You could feel the heat of his bare chest and stomach through your shirt, and you really wanted to blame that on the heat that flooded to your cheeks. But you knew better.

"S-sorry" you stuttered out. You felt Luffy shrug behind you before holding you closer.

"It's fine. Now we get to cuddle!"

You giggled nervously.

"You cuddle with everyone on the crew?" you asked lightly, turning your attention back to the door in front of you. The space was so small that your shoulder was still resting against the captain as your fingers brushed over the door when your arm was held out in front of you.

"Not really, I mean I'll hug them, but I like you so I want to cuddle with you."

Your gaze snapped back to the captain, who was already looking at you with a soft smile. You couldn't believe it, so you tried again.

"You like the rest of our crew though" you said softly.

"Yeah, but not like I like you. I feel funny when you're around. Like my stomach drops like I'm falling when you touch me, or laugh at my jokes. I want to hold you and kiss you, if you'll let me".

You blinked at him, a happy smile curving your lips.

"I'll let you do that, Luffy. I like you more tha-"

He cut you off with a sudden bruising kiss. It was a messy clash of lips and tongues and teeth. It was too wet and messy. But it was perfect, because it was Luffy. He was messy and chaotic, but at the same time, a ball of calm sunshine. He broke the kiss, breath quickened.

"This means you're mine now" he murmured, running his hand over your hair. You smiled.

"It also mean that you're mine" you parroted teasingly. He grinned at you, chuckling. You pressed a palm against the side of his face, thumb brushing gently over the scar under his eye.

"But that doesn't solve how we're going to get out of here" you muttered. He hummed.

"Let's call the Sunny, see who can come get us" he said, producing the baby den-den mushi after some rummaging and shifting.

The two of you called, and Sanji picked up. Luffy reported the general situation, and you filled in important details.

"Oh! Also, the two of us are dating now!" Luffy proudly proclaimed. You lightly smacked him upside the head.

"Ask me before telling everyone that!" you chided. Sanji started nagging him too about asking your partner before doing some things. Luffy sulked, and you couldn't stand those puppy dog eyes. You sighed.

"Fine, fine. You can tell the crew".

His answering grin made you blush and giggle. Sanji sighed at the captain's antics, but offered his sincere congratulations, muttering something about how it was damn time. Bringing the conversation back to the issue at hand, he promised to call Robin to help search for you, but he didn't know how long it would take. He was watching the ship while the others went out, but he would notify them as well. You were about to thank him when you were interrupted.

"Oi. Curly Brow. Is that you?" came a deep voice through the door. Your new boyfriend perked up.

"Ooohh! Zoroooo!! You found us!"

"Luffy?!"

"Zoro! We're locked in! Can you cut the door open? There's not much room in here, so be careful! Oh and there's sea prism stone somewhere in the door" you called. Sanji sighed on the den-den mushi, grumbling about how Zoro's ability to get lost finally came in handy for once. You thanked Sanji and quickly hung up. With a warning to stay back, Zoro sliced easily through the door.

"How in the hell did you get stuck in there?" the swordsman demanded. Luffy poked his head over your shoulder, grinning.

"We were chased by marines and then one of them accidentally broke the door, but the inside of the door had sea prism stone or somethin'" he recounted.

"What the hell kind of door is that?"

You shrugged, stretching upwards as you freed yourself from the cramped space.

"I dunno. It was stupid. But at least I got to confess and we kissed!" Luffy added on excitedly. Your face heated with a blush, and you hid a grin. Zoro laughed, smacking your new boyfriend on his shoulder.

"See? I told you just to do it!"

"You knew?!" you exclaimed. Zoro smirked at you.

"Everyone but you knew. He's not exactly subtle."

You groaned, shoving your face in your hands. Apparently, you had some things to catch up on.

Sanji

He looked at you, his visible blue eye shining with regret.

"I'm sorry I handled you so rough back there" he muttered, breath whispering against your cheek. You swore you saw tears of regret brimming in his eyes. Your heart skipped a beat.

"Hey hey, it's okay. You saved me from the marines. I probably would've gotten shot and captured if you hadn't done that" you soothed. He scowled at the idea of you getting captured. You smiled at him, hoping the dim light didn't expose your darkened cheeks.

"C'mon. See if you can get this door open. I didn't have any luck" you muttered. You shifted to the side, trying to get him to pass by you, but the space was too small. You ended up chest to chest. Warmth bled through his buttoned shirt, jacket left unbuttoned for once. You cleared your throat, sure you were going to combust from embarrassment. You smelled the cloying smoky sweetness from his preferred cigarettes, the fresh scent of his cologne, and hints of what he cooked for breakfast. You looked to the back of the closet, away from his gaze, willing your heart to stop beating so fast against his obviously chiseled chest.

"S-sorry. Can you get it like this?" you muttered. The vibration of his considering hum echoed through your chest. Were you breathing? Oh god why did he smell so good? He's so warm.

"My fingers may be skilled, but I can't get it. The only way to open the door now would be to break it down from the outside, seeing as there's no room for me to kick it open"

Your face was flaming, and you stopped listening after the first sentence. You'd dreamed about what those fingers could do, and he just unknowingly admitted to it.

"Are you okay? You feel warm" he said, raising the hand opposite the door to your forehead. You squeaked at the touch.

"If you're claustrophobic, I'm sure I can find some way out of here quickly."

"No, that's not it" you admitted quietly.

"No? Look at me" he said. He sounded worried. You held back an embarrassed groan and tilted your head to look at him.

"What's wrong? Did you get hit? Are you in pain? Those damn marines-"

"Sanji. I'm fine" you finally interrupted. You felt the hand he used to feel your forehead nudged your shoulder slightly so you could stand in front of him again. You followed the silent request, and he kept you facing him. You let his gaze roam over your form, resolutely looking away towards the door over your shoulder as if you were studying the mechanism.

"You're not bleeding" he observed. You snorted.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just a little tired" you said with a small smile, finally gaining the confidence to look back at his face. His worry disappeared with a relieved smile.

"Sit on my lap then. There's a bucket I can sit on behind me" he suggested. His cheeks became rosy, but you brushed off the reaction. It would be a cold day in hell before you passed up such an opportunity, so you nodded shyly. He wrapped you in his arms and spun you around, guiding you in what felt like a short dance as he took a seat. You shifted until you were comfortable on his lap. His legs were pure, solid muscle, you noticed quite happily.

"Better? We did run quite far from the marines." His breath tickled your ear, and you nearly choked on your spit at the intimacy of the position.

"Y-y-yeah"

"Your heart is still pounding and your face is red. You sure you're okay?"

This time you let out a groan, and his arms tightened around you.

"I'm fine, Sanji! I just have feelings!" you blurted. You slapped a hand over your mouth immediately.

"Feelings?" he echoed. Oh no why did I say that? He doesn't feel that way about me. Just look how he is with Nami and Robin!

"Romantic feelings? For me?" he asked. You were too focused on your internal panic to register the shocked excitement in his voice. You groaned, hiding your face in your hands as you nodded. Too late to back out now. One of his hands gently removed yours and tilted your chin so you were looking at him.

"Mon amour. I'm yours for as long as you'll have me. How can I say no to perfection, to the one I've loved since I first saw you?"

"...what?" you squeaked. This was insane. He... He liked you... like that? Like you liked him? Loved you? He smiled broadly at you, his cheeks tinging pink.

"I wish you had let me confess in a more romantic setting, but anywhere with you is paradise"

That was all the confirmation you needed. You slowly leaned towards him, your gaze flicking between his lips and his visible eye. He looked surprised, but met you halfway. He let you guide the pace, keeping the kiss chaste and loving. You broke away eventually, needing air. Your eyes slipped back open.

"Sanji. Your nose is bleeding."

"Ahn~~~ I just can't help it! You're so amazing!"

You giggled. This was the Sanji you knew - hearts in his eyes and his fawning words. You hugged him, planting a kiss on his cheek. He swooned.

"So... maybe, do you want to go on a date later?" you asked in his ear. His nose bled more, and you started laughing.

"I'll take that as a yes. Now give me the baby den-den mushi so I can call the Sunny so someone can come get us out of here. I'm getting kind of hungry."

That snapped him back to his senses.

"You're hungry? My love, I will make you only the best food!"

"Thanks babe but we need to get out of here first"

"Of course! Anything for you! Hold onto my neck" he instructed, holding your body bridal style. He stood, and your arms wrapped around his neck. You felt his balance shift, before a vicious kick to the door sent it flying off its hinges and crashing into the far wall of the slim alley.

You looked at the door in shock before looking at him. He shrugged, a blush coloring his cheeks.

"It was a good excuse to spend time with you"

You laughed loudly, hiding your face in his chest.

"Lets go back to the Sunny, lover boy" you teased. He looked like he was desperately concentrating on not getting a nose bleed, and managed to smirk at you instead.

"Of course, my love"

Ace (slightly suggestive, angst if you squint)

"You have got to be fucking kidding me" you hissed, letting your head thud against the door.

"In my defense, he left his plate unsupervised"

"It was a REAR ADMIRAL! You and your stupid shirtless torso got us in trouble AGAIN!"

"Hey! I'm proud to wear the old man's jolly roger!"

"I am too, Ace! But sometimes we need to be subtle around Marines!"

Ace sighed heavily.

"You like that I'm shirtless though" he teased. You stubbornly kept your gaze on the door, fiddling with the broken mechanism as your blush ran wild.

"Shut up and see if you can open the damn door" you muttered. He reached around your waist, but immediately retracted his fingers once he brushed against it.

"Sea prism stone" he hissed. You thudded your forehead harshly against the door. Why the hell is sea prism stone in a storage room door??

"Once we get out of here, you're fucking dead" you hissed.

"I'd prefer if I was just fucking" he joked. You glared at him, reigning in your indecent thoughts. You sighed heavily.

"Yeah, well, me too. Now call for help on the baby den-den mushi. Hopefully someone can find us before you get too hungry again" you ordered. He quickly dug it out and reported the situation, along with a rough set of directions. You turned to face him, studying him. You knew now why he was the second division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates- he quickly could take stock of a situation, plan, and escape or fight. He recognized his surroundings and could communicate them to others, but was also incredibly strong and a great fighter. You didn't realize you were staring until he met your gaze after ending the call.

"What? Like what you see?" he said with a smirk. You shrugged.

"I think there's a lot to you that you don't show people. You're lighthearted and funny, but you have a lot of... hmmm... depth? Yeah. I was completely lost following you around, but you got the general location, and reported all the necessary details, including the sea prism stone. You're kinda impressive"

He blinked at you, a blush tinging his tanned cheeks red as you talked, and a humble smile curving his lips.

"Thanks. I guess" he mumbled. You nodded. He shuffled his feet a little, and jolted when his boot kicked an overturned bucket. He ran a hand through his black hair.

"Mind if I sit down?" he asked. You shook your head, knowing he could fall asleep at any given moment, and you really didn't want him to fall on you. He took a seat on the bucket, but his knees knocked into yours, and you pitched forward with a small yelp. Warm hands caught you easily around your waist.

"Whoops" he said, grinning. Your breath hitched. The two of you were nearly nose to nose... if you just...

"Looks like you'll have to sit in my lap." He maneuvered your body so you were sitting sideways in his lap, his knees spread so you were balanced perfectly.

"T-thanks" you stuttered. He hummed an affirmative.

"Ace?"

He looked at you, a smile playing at his lips.

"I... I understand why you're the second division commander. And... I'm happy you are"

He tilted his head curiously.

"Where's this coming from?"

"I... I dunno. I just feel like you need to hear it sometimes."

You felt him stiffen at your words before he relaxed with a chuckle and held you closer in a hug.

"'s why I like you, ya know"

Your heart thudded, and your breath hitched. For a second, it sounded like he was saying he liked you. Romantically. But you shook your head. The two of you were friends, and that's probably all he would see you as.

"You like a lot of people" you said, shrugging as if your own words didn't make your heart clench with loneliness.

"Sure. But..." he sighed, and you could feel tension seeping into his body again. He felt warmer, as if he was trying not to catch on fire.

"I don't like them the same way I like you..." he muttered quietly. He started nervously babbling as you stared at him, incredulous.

"I know you won't ever see me the same way, but for our friendship, you know... it's only fair that I tell you so I can get over these feelings. But god. Fuck. You're just so... amazing. Strong. You make me laugh, and make me fucking weak. I love you, more than a friend. I'm made of fire but damn if you don't ignite something in me. I love you in a way I've never experienced before and it's so scary because I know there's no hope but-"

You cut him off with a hand tilting his head towards you, and swiftly covering his lips with yours. He tasted like the smell of heat, his lips were chapped, and he didn't kiss you back. But you knew why. You pulled back with a smirk, sliding your hand back to tangle your fingers in his black locks. You couldn't help the giggle at his blank, shocked expression.

"Kiss me back, firefly. I love you too."

This time, at the pull of your hand, he met you halfway. He took control of the kiss, kissing you desperately like he was making up for lost time. His large, warm hand cradled your jaw. You broke the kiss eventually when you started laughing giddily. He started peppering tiny kisses all over your face and down your neck.

"Remember earlier how I said you'd be fucking dead once we got out of here?"

"Mmmhmm"

"Do you remember what you said in reply?"

"...huh? Oh. Yeah"

"Well, once we get out of here, you can show me what you can do, cowboy"

He gazed at you, eyes wide with wonder. Without another word, he picked you up bridal style, and launched a vicious kick at the door. It went flying into the far side of the wall of the alley, and he staggered a little from the sea prism stone, but quickly darted out of the closet. He quickly put you down and then picked you up so you were on his back. He sprinted past part of the crew that was obviously on their way to find you, shouting quickly over his shoulder that you were both fine now.

You could only wave and laugh at their bewildered looks as he carried you away.

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roxtron · 2 months

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Day 5: Rabbit, Reclaim

AGJGDFJF FINALLY IT'S DAY 5 SO I CAN POST THIS

For some reason everytime i draw him he looks so young because i'm accidentally overcorrecting since i'm used to drawing older characters. So unfortunately he looks way younger than i meant him to lol, whoops.

But wait there's more- AHAHAHA

While I did initially plan this for GGY week I eventually got the idea to use this as an excuse to draw other GGY designs, soo..

(Not sure why tumblr formatted it that way with 1 of them big but it doesn't matter lol)

I've been wanting to do this for a while, I put the tags of each person next to their design but ofc I'm still gonna tag them in the post itself so you can see their art for yourself if you haven't already. But I enjoyed each of these in their own ways so if you don't mind I think I'm gonna type a bit of text next to them..

@chipistrate This was one of the first I drew out of these, the design was pretty fun to draw but sorry if I messed up a few details, it was a bit difficult lol. The mask and goggles are really fun to draw and they make for a cool design, along with all the glowing blue. (and yes, I tried to subtly include the heelies lol)

@lunzi0 This was the first fursuit one I did lol. I adore the little stars in the design, they personalize it so well and make it really unique. I wanna try this design again since I feel like the other ones show my improvement a bit better, but I hope you can appreciate the effort I put in on my first attempt <3

@carouselrabbit This one was really fun to draw, I absolutely love the eye shape/lashes, it stands out and I always love drawing eyes with a bit of eyeliner lol, the daycare theme legwarmers is a cool nod to the balloon boy arcade machine being connected to them, and was just a fun addition in general lol, I like the style of legwarmers what can I say, fnaf changed my fashion sense a bit. also the subtle paraells to freddy's design is a nice way to connect a bit to gregory himself.

@puhpandas I can't remember if I talked about this design last time I drew it but, overall I'm really happy with how this came out, it's such an indicator of improvement since I started drawing this and I'm glad I was able to draw it better than last time lol. All the patchwork and similarities to Vanny's suit work really well, and the rabbit you chose to base it off of was a good fit, the colors make it a bit more difficult to shade for but i like detail lol, hope you like it too :)

@dykevanny I knew I wanted to do this since I started but I wasn't sure if I'd have time, and I'm glad I did! I hope you don't mind I combined aspects from the first design I saw and the second one you replied to my ask with, I liked the big purple sleeves lol. (I just realized after doing all the shading I forgot to include the oil splatter on his jacket, sorry!) It was definitely a bit difficult due to the head shape being so different but.. fluffy. i love drawing fluff. And the glowing swirl on the goggles, the shape of the ears, I love a lot about this design. :D

I have a hard time with writing compliments but I wanted to get some of those thoughts out, some of the things I like about these designs apply to multiple lol. I adore every one of these designs but I find it hard to put into words what I enjoy about them, hope the original creators are happy with these. <3

I also kept the ggys without as much lighting effects on a separate file, I felt like I should add them since they're a bit brighter lol, makes them look different.

Okay now that I've gotten all that- Sorry this post is so long! I didn't think it'd end up taking up so much space lol. Buut.. working on this drawing and thinking about it and potential context behind it gave me an au idea for it, but I'll put it under the cut since I understand most people probably won't care and just wanna see the drawings lol.

Idk if I'm confident enough to write for it but I'll give a bit of a summary.. I'll keep it under the cut for people who aren't interested and just wanna see the art though lol.

After the main events of SB and Ruin, now that the mimic's been set free, Cassie's taken control of by what's left of Vanny, using her as a new host. But with Cassie being the only human left alive down there, after being reawakened, Dr. Rabbit has nowhere left to go but back to his old host.

Vanessa, Freddy, and Gregory hadn't gone back to the Pizzaplex after ruin, but they were trying to figure out a plan to get Cassie back safely. One night after Freddy and Gregory disappear, Vanessa leaves to go find them. As dangerous as the pizzaplex is, it's her best guess for where they might've gone. She doesn't want to think about what could've happened to them, in denial for the worst case scenario. She tries to keep herself calm by telling herself they probably just left to go back for Cassie, maybe they didn't want her stopping them.. but deep down she knows it can't be that simple. She knows something's off, even if she's not ready to admit it.

When returning to the pizzaplex, she brought along her own V.A.N.N.I. mask, though unlike the one Cassie used, it was clear of the mimic's influence. After all, she was going to need some way to travel through potential blocked routes.

By the time she found Gregory, she'd still been wearing the mask, seeing him down the end of a dark hallway. He looked confused, afraid, his mind was a wreck of conflicting emotions. She started rushing towards him, happy to see him okay, until he finally spoke.

"You need to get out of here."

She stepped back, taking off the mask, only to be faced with the worst case scenario.

It was a wreck, covered in stains and tears, but it was still recognizable. He was wearing that old suit again.

As he waved, she could see Freddy's claws peeking out from the doorway, as the two stepped closer towards her.

So, she did what he told her to do, and started running. She could hear a faint voice coming from the mask, and put it back on before finding somewhere she could hide.

It was his voice again, telling her which way to go.

I guess that was the dramatic way to summarize the main idea behind it, lol. Basically Gregory and Dr. Rabbit work the way Sun and Moon work in Ruin, whichever one is in control in the real world, the other is left behind in the AR world. Or at least that's my interpretation of how they worked, considering Sun was always in mask-on scenes and moon was mask-off. I'm not too sure where the plot might go from there, and maybe I'll consider writing for it, I dunno. I've never wrote fanfic before because I get deadly afraid of writing them out of character lol, but maybe?? I have ideas for scenes and premise and stuff but I don't know if I have the confidence to write it.

But anyway! That was just more of a fun side-idea I came up with while working on this, if you read this far thanks, hope you enjoyed :)

here's some silly little lineless doodles as a reward for making it to the end hehe

now that's what I call an art dump

@ggyweek2024

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zee-143 · 4 months

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Just random Bsf! Bang Chan thoughts :)

A/N: I tried something new💜🤭 and idk if I should continue this with other members 😭

Genre: Fluff☁️✨

Group: Stray Kids

Group member: Bang Chan

Warnings: Noneee

Chan is clingy

I think we all know this by now. He acts clingy around his members so why wouldn't he act the same way around you. His best friend.

Now obviously, at the beginning of your friendship, Chan wasn't as clingy

He was honestly just friendly and comforting towards you. Which you did find very refreshing. He always made your comfortability a 1# priority (such a sweet heart 🤭♥)

As the friendship progressed, you noticed how much Chan really enjoyed hugs. Or anything affectionately physical.

He'd place his head on your shoulder/ your head

Randomly holding your hand

Hugging you from behind was a common occurrence

When you asked about it he'd always say "You just feel really warm! "

It obviously flattered you that he wanted to be close to you 24/7, but when you needed space he didn't hesitate to give you that

It was especially cute when he hugged you and flashed the iconic " :] " smile

He loved when you asked HIM for assistance with anything.

He'd immediately jump at an opportunity to help his best friend

Whether it's a simple question or you need someone to vent to, he WILL always be there for you

You always return to favor (though he always tells you it's fine) by buying him food or maybe a hoodie. Something sweet

As your bestie, Chan will always find an opportunity to tease you

It's always light teasing though

He doesn't want to offend you, not at all!

But compliments are also a promise

Whether it be through text or in person or even through one of his group members he will find a way to compliment you Every. Single. Day

^Also listen to this song omfg. It's so good. If u wanna that is :] What I was listening to while writing this lol😭

#stray kids #skz #bang chan #skz fluff #stray kids fluff #skz thoughts #bang chan fluff #bang chan fanfic #skz fanfic #stray kids fanfic #Spotify

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mazeinthemiroh · 2 years

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Hi!! Can I request an Ateez reaction to you being unusually cuddly and just latching onto them after a long day? Maybe because you're upset about something, or just tired, on your period etc. I've been feeling really tired lately and the thought of cuddling the fuck out of them is one of the few remaining things that keep me going lol. But if you don't want to write this, that's completely fine too of course!!! Thank you and have a nice day :) ❤️

ateez reaction to you being in need of comfort

genre: fluff

word count: 1k

warnings: joong's and hwa's reactions are sort of like mini scenarios?? idk it still cute and fluffy all the same

author's notes: lowercase intentional. oh anon i totally feel you on this one :( i am super proud of you, please get some rest when you can. i hope these reactions make you feel a little better. sending lots of love <3

hongjoong

it had been a long, stressful week, to say the least. so you decide to join hongjoong in the studio one afternoon. you'll be sitting with him quietly, watching him do his thing. but the need for physical contact took over you. you decide to get up, walking over to him, at first wrapping your arms around him from behind. he smiled fondly at your touch, turning around to look at you. what he didn't expect was to see tears glisten over your eyes. "jagi..." hongjoong's voice was soft, quiet, laced with sympathy and love. he turned his chair around to face you fully and pulled you onto his lap. "i'm sorry joongie" you whimpered as you hugged him tightly. "i'm just a bit tired and sensitive today that's all." hongjoong would shush your apologies and rub circles on your back to soothe you. "it's okay, i got you."

seonghwa

life just wasn't treating you right lately. you had become emotionally exhausted and it took a big toll on you. so when you slipped into seonghwa's room, you didn't want to make eye contact with him. he immediately notices your uncharacteristic demeanour. "y/n? you okay sweetie?" he inquired. finally giving in and looking at him, you burst into tears, not being able to control yourself anymore. seonghwa would rush up to you, extremely concerned. he would scoop you up in his arms and cradle you, letting you cry into his neck. he himself would probably be emotional and distressed from your crying in general. you cling onto him for the rest of the night and he clings onto you too. there's no way he's letting you go.

yunho

yunho is such an easy boyfriend. if you want space? he will give it to you. similarly, if you want to hang off of him like a koala bear the whole day, who is he to deny such a request? yunho just loves to know that he is your source of comfort. his way of soothing you is by distracting you from any negative thoughts by talking about other different random things. he likes to make jokes here and there because he wants to see you smile <///3 but all this time he is using the sweetest, softest voice for you. as much as he likes joking around he does take your emotions seriously, so if he senses that his jokes aren't landing the way he wants them to, he will stop and provide you with a big bear hug <//3

yeosang

i know yeosang seems quite shy but he does like to feel needed/wanted. so on the days when you just need him to hold you and cuddle you softly, he would really like that. he is such a softie :(( he would just love cuddling in peaceful silence with you, both of you relaxing together and dwelling in each others company. you both are very comforted. if you are just tired, it is easier for him to comfort you, getting you relaxed and making you comfortable enough to drift off to sleep in his arms. however, if you are sad, he might be a little awkward at first, not knowing how to comfort you. he would likely stay silent and pull you in for a tight hug, letting you cry and vent to him about anything.

san

he is like an expert in comforting you because he knows exactly what to say and do to make you feel better. san is would be just as clingy as you tbh. he just lives and thrives off of cuddles so when you tell him you are sad and weak and just want to be close to him the boy literally melts. 'ahh my baby you have nothing to worry about, i'm here" he would say in his cute pouty voice that he does, all to make you feel better. he will sit you on his lap and cuddle you so close, cooing and kissing all your worries and negative thoughts away. looking at you with so much affection in his eyes, he will not stop saying how much he loves you.

mingi

this guy wants cuddles all the time like it's not a joke. he might stiffen up a bit when he sees you upset because he is anxious he might say or do the wrong thing and possibly hurt your feelings or make things worse. but he tries his very best. you will both get into your pyjamas and he will pull you onto his chest so you guys are all snuggly together. he will probably put on a comfort movie and play with your hair, whispering different compliments here and there: "you look so beautiful today" and "i can't believe you're mine." would feel proud if you fell asleep on him, because he knows he's made you feel relaxed <3333

wooyoung

"why are you latching onto me huh? did you miss me that much today?" wooyoung's tone would be playful as he teased you, feeling your arms wrapped around his form in a back hug. when he doesn't hear you respond he turns around to face you, and after seeing your tearful and exhausted face, he softens and pulls you in for a deeper hug. "well i still don't think you missed me as much as i missed you baby" he says in a gentler tone, giving you a reassuring squeeze before plopping on the couch with you, cuddling the night away.

jongho

jongho isn't used to you being extra cuddly. he doesn't really know what to do at first, sort of quirking up an eyebrow when you continue to hang onto him and embrace him. but he will accept your affection with a light-hearted chuckle. still, he can sense something isn't quite right. "you okay, jagi?" he would ask in a soft but firm voice. when you lower your gaze, he would reach out to grab your hand and pull your body closer to his. "tell me what's wrong then. i'm here. i'm listening."

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hoodharlow · 11 months

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In Tune With You

AN: idk, I was rereading Jack and Miriam and got in the mood to write some 2021!Jack and Miriam hanging out in Louisville

Requested? Kinda, I sent @nattinatalia and @heavyhitterheaux some tiktoks and one of them had Jack and Miriam vibes lol

Warnings: Jack being a terrible flirt and sm*t

Word Count: 4.7k words

“Mom, you’re joking.” Jack laughed.

“Am I laughing?” Maggie said sternly.

“No.” he mumbled.

“Then obviously, I’m not joking. Miriam is a guest, and you will be respectful of that and sleep in your own bed.”

Miriam and Daisy were flying in from Atlanta and staying over for the Fourth of July weekend with Jack and his family. Jack invited her over since she wasn't visiting her family; Joseph was in Sydney filming, Miriam’s parents and grandparents were in Mexico for vacation and Katalina was in Europe for Men's Fashion Month. She didn't agree at first because she didn't want to take up space but Jack reassured her that it was okay for her to visit. He even facetimed Maggie to get her stamp of approval. So she agreed since she essentially had a week off from filming and didn't want to spend those few days alone in her brother's house.

Jack flew in from Vegas the night before and spent the whole morning helping his mom deep clean their house. He prepared his room for her, but his mom had other plans and fixed up the guest room, much to his dismay. He also bought some of her favorite foods and ordered Daisy's expensive dog food.

"Wasn't Miriam landing at eleven?" Clay asked.

"Yeah why?" Jack said.

"It's 11:07." His brother nodded at the digital clock on the stove.

"Fuck!"

Jack grabbed his keys and ran out of the house. He pulled out his house and saw a few messages from Miriam, letting him know she landed. He called her and propped up his phone so he could talk to her through the speaker.

"Hey." She answered after three rings.

"I'm so sorry. I was helping my mom set up your room and lost track of time. I'm ten minutes away." He said, changing lanes to get on the freeway.

"It's okay, I'm in one of the gift shops looking for some bowls for Daisy. I forgot to pack her bowls." She said.

"I'll call you again when I'm pulling up." He said.

"Okay, bye."

"Bye."

He hung up and sighed. Thankfully there wasn't that much traffic and he was able to arrive at the airport at the time he told her. He pulled up his hoodie and put on his Prada sunglasses. He got out and called her. He spotted her by one of the bushes outside near the loading lane. Daisy was the first to notice him. She tugged Miriam, almost knocking her down.

"Oh my god, Daisy, chill." Miriam mumbled.

Jack bent down and hugged Daisy. He scratched behind her ears how she liked then stood up. He pulled in Miriam for a hug. They stared at each other for a few seconds, but then pulled away. Jack looked behind her and only saw two small carry-ons and Daisy's crate on the baggage cart. She had on her backpack and her bag.

"That's all you have?" He asked, taking the cart so she wouldn't have to.

"Yeah, I mostly packed shorts and my undergarments. I planned on stealing some of your clothes too." Miriam shrugged, texting her parents to let them know she landed.

"What are you taking to the lakehouse?" He carefully placed her things in the trunk. He went to return the cart in one of the return sections.

"What do you mean?" She crossed her arms.

"Every year me and a few of my close friends rent out a lake house and spend the Fourth of July there." He said, holding the door open for her.

"And you're telling me this now?" Miriam frowned.

"I figured you'd over pack like you always do."

"I pack accordingly and when I 'overpack' it's so I have options for events and places I have to be at." She clarified. "You told me we were chilling at your parents' house and that's what I packed for. Not once did you mention the lake house or that we're staying with your friends."

"Let's go home and figure something out there." Jack mumbled.

Miriam suddenly felt overwhelmed. She didn't mind the lakehouse or that she was meeting Jack's friends. What annoyed her was that he never mentioned that those were their plans. She hated feeling unprepared for things.

They arrived at Jack's house. Miriam collected herself and plastered on a smile. Clay opened the door for her and hugged her, before helping Jack with her luggage. She went to great Jack's parents with Daisy. Their family dog came out and tentatively sniffed Daisy. The two dogs instantly became friends and chased each other in the front yard.

"Lunch is ready if you're hungry." Maggie told Miriam.

"Is it okay if I freshen up first?" She asked her.

"Of course, let me show you your room."

Miriam and Daisy followed her upstairs to a room next to a bathroom.

"Here's your room. The bathroom is the room over. Jack's room is across the hall and Clay's is next to his. Mine and Brian's room is downstairs. If you need anything don't hesitate and let me know. Okay?"

"Everything's good. Thank you." Miriam smiled.

"I'll leave you to it then." Maggie excused herself.

Miriam was about to close the door when Jack appeared in the doorway with her luggage.

"Can I come in?" He asked her.

"Yeah." She nodded.

He placed her carry-ons on the foot of the bed and sat on the edge of the bed. He wiped sweat off his hands. "I'm sorry for not telling you about the group hangout. It's a tradition with the gang and I wanted to include you because you mean a lot to me. You have every right to be upset with me and–"

"I'm not upset with you…well I was, but not anymore." Miriam cut him off. "I was mostly upset because I packed ugly clothes. Like I'm gonna look like Adam Sandler and Gustavo from Big Time Rush had a love child."

"That I can fix. I have a friend who works at a clothing store. If you want we can stop by after lunch." He said.

"I was gonna ask if there was Target but that works too. Thank you." She hugged his head. Since Jack was sitting, he hugged her thighs.

"It's the least I can do…I am sorry." He rested his head on her tummy.

"You should be. I, Miriam Dominguez-Miller, can't be out here looking like shit."

Miriam wasn't joking when she said she was going to look like Gustavo and Adam Sandler. After lunch she showered and changed into a cropped white beater and oversized green shorts . Thankfully they were enroute to the shop Jack's friend worked at.

Jack pulled to a parking spot and jogged over to Miriam's side to open her door.

They walked toward the store. Miriam was amazed at how people didn't give Jack a second glance. In LA and Atlanta someone always did a double take when he walked by them. Some had the decency to keep going about their day but others stopped and asked for pictures. She knew one of his pet peeves was people shoving their cameras in his face, so seeing him be normal was nice for a change.

Just as Jack stepped in front of her to open the door, a girl with braids locked the door and flipped the sign from open to closed.

"Diana, open the door." He tugged at the door handle. "I'm going to leave a bad yelp review and your mom is gonna get pissed."

"You're not fun." She said, unlocking the door. She smiled brightly at Miriam. "Hi, you must be the infamous Miriam. You know he never stops talking about you."

Miriam turned to Jack and gently nudged him with her shoulder. "You talk about me?"

Jack felt his cheeks warm up. He scratched the back of his neck and laughed it off. “We should hurry because my mom asked me to pick up dinner later.”

“Don’t rush me. It takes me a long time to look this good.” Miriam sassed him.

“If you say so, Adam Sandler.”

It took her a second to remember she looked like shit, but before she could react Jack was already on the other end of the store sitting on a bench with his friend. She went to one of the racks and began looking through the clothes. Before she knew it three hours had gone by and went through the store. She was only going to get a few swimsuits and some tops, but then she started making outfits in her head with every other item she saw. Her number one rule in shopping was if she could make three outfits for three distinct events then she would buy it. Jack met up with her while she waited in line to pay.

‘Bidi Bidi Bom Bom’ by Selena Quintanilla began to play through the speakers. Instantly Miriam bega singing to herself, but a few other people around heard her. When the song ended a few people clapped, making her feel shy.

“Did you know you could sing like her?” Jack asked her.

“I’ve been told I can imitate her, but I won’t say it myself because I don’t want her die hard fans to come for my ass.” she said. When she did the Elle Song Association video, a few viewers pointed it out but others were quick to shut it down.

“If they make a biopic of her you should audition,” he commented.

“They already made one.” She said,

“They did? When?” he asked incredulously.

“Are you kidding? JLo plays Selena. It’s what put her on the map.”

“Wow, I feel out of the loop.”

“We can watch it later. It’s on HBOMAX, but prepare to cry.”

“I don’t cry in movies, Miriam.”

Jack sat up abruptly, pointing at the tv. “She didn’t catch the rose.” A few seconds later the news reporter in the movie said that Selena was shot. “She was shot!?”

“Jack be quiet.” Maggie sniffled.

The whole house was quiet as the movie continued. Maggie, Clay, and Miriam were full on sobbing by the end.

"The ending always gets me." Maggie said, wiping her tears. "She was gone too soon."

"She was." Miriam agreed. She looked over to Jack, noticing him wipe his tears. "Are you crying?"

"Psh, no." He said, clearing his throat. "I ate some of your spicy twisty chips and the spice got to me."

"I haven't opened the bag." She said, shaking the bag to show it wasn't opened.

"I'm not ashamed to admit that I cried." Clay said, kissing ass.

"We're going to bed." Brian announced.

"Don't stay up too late. If you want to avoid traffic tomorrow, y'all are gonna have to leave early." Maggie said.

"Goodnight." Miriam bid them.

"Night darlin'." Jack's mom said.

"I think I'm going to bed too." Clay yawned.

"Goodnight Clay." Miriam said.

"If they're going to bed, maybe we should watch Spider-Man in my room?" Jack suggested.

"Wait, which one are y'all watching?" His younger brother asked, ignoring Jack's gestures to get out of room.

"The animated one with Miles Morales." Miriam answered.

"Can I join you? I haven't seen it in ages." Clay said, wedging himself in between Jack and Miriam, earning a glare from his older brother.

"Yeah, but I'm gonna take Daisy out real quick, don't start it without me." She said before whistling to Daisy to follow her out to the back yard.

Jack smacked Clay.

"What the fuck, dude." Clay shoved him back.

"Go to bed!" He whisper-yelled.

"No! I want to watch Spider-Man." He whispered back.

"I was this close to having Miriam join me in my room."

"Oh I'm telling my mom you were gonna undermine her." Clay got up.

"How much for you to keep your mouth shut and go to bed?" Jack asked, pulling up venmo.

"Let me watch Spider-Man."

"Yeah, no."

"MO-"

Jack clapped his hand over Clay's mouth. "Fine but you're sitting over there."

Clay rolled his eyes and sat on the other couch. Miriam and Daisy came back inside but they went upstairs. Minutes later Miriam came back alone dressed in a cropped white beater and silk pajama pants.

"Sorry, Daisy is very particular about her sleep." She said, cuddling up on Jack.

"Don't worry about it." He said, rubbing her arm.

The movie played. Within the first ten minutes Clay curled up on the couch and fell asleep. His light snores filled the living room. Jack glared at him. He knew Clay wasn't going to make it through the movie and that he cockblocked him on purpose.

"Should we wake him and send him to his room?" Miriam said.

"That's what he gets for wanting to stay up later than he's used to." He said.

Jack and Miriam were at the part where Gwen had to get her head shaved because Miles got his hand stuck on it when Jack shifted in his seat and placed his arm over Miriam's shoulder. His hand dangerously close to her breast. A few seconds passed and Jack moved his arm to the back of the couch, much to Miriam's dismay.

"I'm gonna get some water." She said, getting up.

She tripped over her slippers but Jack caught her by the hips before she fell over. She held onto his shoulders. Without thinking twice he pulled her to his lap. He grabbed the back of her neck, bringing her into a kiss. Miriam deepened the kiss and grabbed his free hand, slipping it under her top. Jack squeezed her breast, tugging her nipples how she liked. He groaned in her mouth as she slowly rocked her hips against the tent in his shorts.

Clay snorted in sleep, startling awake. Jack and Miriam pulled away from each other. "What did I miss?" He asked groggily.

"Not much, uh, I'm gonna go to bed." Miriam said, evidently flustered. She pushed her hair back and gave Jack a small smile.

Jack gave the same smile back. He didn't tear his eyes from her ass jiggle as she jogged upstairs. A throw pillow hit him in the face. He was ready to fight his younger brother.

Clay simply shook his head and reminded him that, "Mom said keep it in your pants."

***

Jack was going to murder whoever brought the karaoke machine. Nobody wanted to use it the first days the group was there, but something shifted and they all wanted to perform. Everyone took a turn. Miriam was the last to go, but she was three songs in. And it didn't help that the girls were encouraging her and asking for encores. Though that comforted Jack because his girl friends were very closed off and didn't make any additions to their group. To see them welcome Miriam with open arms meant a lot to him.

"Miriam put the karaoke mic down." Jack said through his teeth, getting on the makeshift stage, which was just the small platform in front of the fireplace, to get Miriam down.

Obviously she didn't listen. She continued her rendition of Glamorous by the iconic Fergie. "So if you ain't got no money, take yo' broke ass home. G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah, G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S. We're flying first class up–"

Miriam didn't calculate how much room she needed and slipped. Luckily Jack had been hovering and caught her. He couldn't risk her getting more injuries. The first day she slipped on the dock and bruised her knee.

"Mic." He said, holding his hand out. Miriam rolled her eyes and passed it to him. He set it down on the binder with the catalog of songs.

"Boo!" Aleena yelled, throwing popcorn at Jack.

Mallory, Diana, and Priscilla followed suit and threw popcorn at him. They chanted Miriam's name, but Jack just glared at them to stop.

"I'm tired." Miriam mumbled, nuzzling her head in his chest.

"I bet you are. Did you even have breakfast?" He asked.

Miriam woke up late and didn't eat with the group but she swore she was going to eat something. Though now that Jack thought about it, she didn't pinky promise him. She just nodded and double fisted two mimosas.

"I had some of the mimosas Mallory and Priscilla made." She said resting her chin on his chest to look up at him.

"So the only thing in your stomach is champagne and three drops of juice.” he sighed. It was well past noon and she should eat something.

"No silly, I also had some palomas." she giggled.

Jack rolled his eyes at her comment. He steered her to the kitchen and sat her on one of the chairs. He didn’t trust her sitting high up on a stool. He grabbed a bag of the frozen yakisoba and popped it in the microwave. After three minutes, the noodles were ready. He poured the contents on a bowl and cut a lime in half. He placed the food in front of Miriam and sat next to her.

Miriam wiggled her fingers toward the bottle of sriracha that was out of her reach. Jack handed it to her and squeezed the generous amount onto her noodles. She began eating, quietly singing ‘Heavy Hitter’ to herself. Once she was done eating, Jack washed her dishes and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge.

They finally made their way upstairs to their room. Miriam went into the bathroom and brushed her teeth. She untied her Doc Martens and settled in the large bed. She huffed. The room was really hot and she could only sleep if the room was as cold as Antarctica. Luckily there was a ceiling fan. She tried to stand up, but she lost her balance. Fortunately for her, Jack was there and caught her.

"Bro, what the hell are you doing?" He said, setting her down on the bed.

"I'm hot." She whined.

Whenever Miriam has a few drinks in her system. She either got whiny and cried when things didn't go her way. Or she'd get horny and want to dry hump Jack. The latter usually ended with her getting whiny and crying because didn't get her way. Jack didn't want to deal with either version of her so he catered to her every need.

"That's easy to fix." He reached for the pull switch on the ceiling fan and pulled it twice. "Is that good?"

Miriam nodded. She grabbed the blanket bought at Target the other day and covered herself. Jack set a timer on her phone and put it to charge. He was about to exit the room when Miriam sat up.

"Wait, where are you going?" She asked.

"I'm gonna leave you to rest." He said.

"Can you stay with me? But really stay, not stay until I fall asleep." She pleaded quietly.

"Fine." He gave in.

He kicked off his shoes and got under the blanket with her. Miriam wedged leg in between Jack's legs and hugged his stomach. She rested her head on his chest. Jack began to play with her hair until they dozed off. Not even five minutes Miriam woke up annoyed.

"Miriam, I fucking swear if you're sneaking out…" Jack grumbled.

She didn't answer. She sat up and undid her bikini top. It was digging into her sides and annoying her. The whole time they'd been at the lake house Miriam only wore bikini tops, except when she went to bed, she wore one of Jack's t-shirts. While she was at it, she took off the denim short shorts she wore, only staying in her bikini bottoms. She settled back in the same position she was in.

Jack rubbed her back, but pulled himself away when he felt her bare skin against his fingertips.

"Bro why are you naked?" He asked in a panicked tone.

"I'm not naked, I still have my bottoms." Miriam clarified.

"Let me get you a shirt." Jack said.

"No, I wanna sleep like this." She pouted. "Come back to sleep."

"I'm not sleeping with you when you're topless." He argued.

"It's not like you haven't seen my chichis before."

"That's besides the point. Miriam, you're drunk."

She teared up. "Why won't you sleep with me? I just wanna sleep."

"Will you put on a shirt?" He asked her in a stern tone.

"Yeah." She sniffled, wiping her tears.

Jack grabbed one of his shirts and tossed it to her. She put it on and moved so Jack could settle back where he was. Miriam laid back on him. She reached for his hand and intertwined it with hers before finally dozing off.

Later in the evening Jack and Miriam rejoined the group in their dock. They had several chairs and blankets set up so they could watch the fireworks. They brought out a few coolers filled with drinks and snacks. They also had some of the leftover pizza from dinner. It was now nighttime.

Miriam pulled out her phone to check the time. She bought some medicine for Daisy to take so the fireworks wouldn’t scare her. But she had to time it so the pill could take effect when the fireworks went off. She saw the time and it was the window she had to give Daisy the medicine. She got up from the blankets and dusted herself off. Daisy was in one of the lawn chairs cuddled up with Jack.

“Hey I have to take her so she can take her m-e-d-i-c-i-n-e.” she told Jack.

“I’ll go with you.” he said, getting up effortlessly with Daisy still in his arms.

Miriam grabbed a slice of pizza from the table and followed Jack back to the house. She rushed to their room and grabbed Daisy’s medicine. She also bought her a snood to cover Daisy’s ears for extra precaution. She reached the kitchen and took out a pill while Jack distracted Daisy with her rope toy. Miriam tucked the pill in the pizza crust. She tossed it to Daisy who caught it without thinking. Before she realized that ingested medicine, Miriam tossed her a few pieces of pizza.

“Did you give her the medicine?” Jack asked.

“Yeah, I’m going to stay for a bit and make sure it does take effect.” she said, rubbing Daisy’s belly.

“I’ll stay with y’all.”

“No, go back with your friends. We’ll be fine.” she reassured him.

“I’ll stay that way so you won’t walk over alone.”

“Bro–”

“I’m staying and that’s final.”

Miriam rolled her eyes and picked up Daisy, but Jack took her from her arms and carried her upstairs with her trailing behind them. Jack set Daisy down on her bed. She reached for her octopus stuffed animal that Jack gave her after their first meeting and cuddled with it.

Jack didn’t plan for it to get too cold in the evening. He wore a button up short sleeve with matching shorts. He decided to change into a tracksuit. But he was struggling with the buttons on his shirt.

“What are you doing?” Miriam asked, getting up from the floor.

“These fucking buttons.” he mumbled, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Aver.” she stood in between his legs.

She unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. Letting her body take the reins, she straddled Jack’s lap. She cupped his face and pulled him in for a deep kiss. One of Jack’s hands held onto the back of her head whilst the other wrapped around her waist.

“We can’t have sex.” was the first thing that came out of Jack’s mouth.

“Oh.” Miriam got out of his lap embarrassed. “I’m so sorry. I assumed and–”

“I meant here. We can’t have sex here.” he explained. “I don’t want our first time to be quickie before we head out to see the fireworks with your dog snoring next to us.”

“But can we still get frisky? Because I swear if you don’t play with my nipples or my pu–”

“You’re so demanding you know that?” He cut her off, helping Miriam out of her dress, leaving her in her green plaid bikini, and dropped to his knees.

“Wait, can you take a picture of me?” she asked. “I forgot to get a picture of me in this one.”

“Fine,” he said enthusiastically.

Miriam grabbed her phone from the night stand and handed it to him. She leaned against the small vanity. Jack took a few pictures of her then handed her her phone back. She looked through them. They weren’t the best quality, but she still appreciated the effort.

“Okay, I’m ready,” she said, jumping onto the bed.

Jack didn’t waste any time. He was on her like his life depended on her. Without pulling away from their kiss, he undid the straps of her bikini, tossing it on the ground. He pulled away from her lips and kissed down to her chest. He tweaked one of her nipples while he nipped and sucked her other breast. Satisfied with the love bites on her chest, he captured her lips once more.

After another heated make out session, Jack finally kissed his way down to Miriam’s thighs. He laid on his, pressing one of her legs down to keep her in place. He rubbed her clit, making her a whimpering mess.

“Jack, I fucking–fuck!” she moaned out as Jack dove in between her thighs.

He wiggled his tongue at her entrance. He moaned out at her taste as continued to eat her out. Minutes passed when he finally slid his middle and ring finger in her. She gasped at his touch. Her hands tangled in his hair pulling it for relief.

“Fuck!” She moaned out. He sped up his fingers then he slipped them out of her and rubbed her clit, quickly bringing her to her climax. She repeated his name over and over as she came.

After Jack cleaned up her release, he kissed up her stomach and gave her a peck on the lips before laying next to her. Miriam rolled to her side and lazily made out with Jack. While still making out with him, she undid his shorts and slipped her hand inside his boxers. She pulled out his cock. She slipped her hands in between her thighs and rubbed her hand on some of her arousal to use as some sort of lube while she jacked Jack off.

He was putty in her hand. Whining and grunting her mouth while she slowly continued to stroke his length. She ran her thumb over his tip then squeezed it as some of his pre-cum leaked onto her hand.

“Want me to finish you off in my mouth?” Miriam asked softly.

“Yes, please.” Jack groaned.

“Miralo, todo polite and shit.” she giggled as she situated herself in between his legs.

She spit on his length and slowly jerked him off with both hands. Then Miriam slipped him as far as she could take him. He let out an incoherent sound until she reached the back of her throat. She did it a few more times, egging him on. She pulled away, with a trail of saliva spilling from the corner of her mouth, and kissed down his length. Jack reached for one of her hands and placed on his knee, lovingly squeezing her hand. Miriam slowly bobbed her head up and down his length, getting her mouth used to him. She took him a little deeper each time.

One of his hands gripped the back of her head, keeping her in place as he thrusted into her mouth. Miriam let out soft moans. Her hands gripped his legs, nails digging into his thighs. She continued to stroke him as he came, taking all of his release.

Jack sat up and brushed her curls away from her face. He pulled her in for a kiss as a firework went off, startling them both.

“That’s our cue to go back.” Jack sighed.

“Or we can stay…” Miriam smiled innocently.

“Bro, I’m not fucking you.” he said, kissing her temple.

“You’re no fun.” she pouted.

“I promise you. It’ll be worth it. When I finally have you all to myself, I’m gonna take my time with you and make you mine.”

Miriam frowned. “Jack, you can’t tell me that and expect me not to get horny.”

•••

Jack via Instagram Stories on July 4th

@'mdm: indie day weekend

@'jackharlow: you're welcome for the last picture

-> @'mdm: it's blurry but tyyyy amiguchis 😌

-> @'jharlowfan: not amiguchis, he's hella friendzoned 😭

@'zendaya: 💚💚💚

@'cozane: 🎆

@'yungskylar: fucking G

@'die_ana: gorjussss

@'aleeeena: 💍

@'jackfan: why are Jack Harlow's friends commenting on her post 🧐

-> @'mdmxjh: she met them? maybe I'm reaching but the fireworks picture looks like one Jack posted on his ig story on the 4th of July and she posted that drink that's known in Kentucky? Maybe she was there too?

->@'mutual: well he commented that he took the last picture 😳

->@'mackshipper: the dress in the 4th slide looks like the one from a video one of Jack's friends posted from the lakehouse

->@'jackfan: what video?

->@'jhupdates: out of respect of Jack's friends and their privacy, I won't post it, but there's a video from a few days ago and Jack is hugging a girl wearing a dress like the one Miriam posted

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I DIDNT UNDERSTAND THE 2K CELEBRATION THING AND IVE JUST REALISED I CAN REQUEST!! and also you basically told me lol

pretty please with a cherry on top may i have a blurb where soap fits into their kingdom? sorry idk how to word it 😫 just like with ghost’s!

i literally feed off your writing so i would devour anything!

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Hee hee hee 😈😈 let's see how Soap joins their little castle...

Warnings: swearing? Mentions of violence and accusations of thievery. John is very exasperated.

"Someone's coming up the hill," Simon reported, eyes narrowed over his mask. Normally he wouldn't be telling you this, and you knew that if it was anything less he wouldn't have said anything.

But John wasn't due back for another day. So. The three of you would have to make do.

"How far?" You rested one hand over your belly, rubbing idly.

"Comin' up through the valley," Simon rumbled, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword. "Won't be long."

You nodded, tapping your fingers against your belly. Nobody had actually come up this way since Kyle. One person on his own was likely not trouble.

The trouble would be if he was to report back to a group.

"Get Kyle," you decided. "One of you two can circle back below him, and I will greet him."

Simon glowered. He did not like this plan, that much was easy to see. But he didn't argue with you - he knew better, now. "I'm staying with you."

"Better tell Kyle to hurry, then." You took a deep breath and gathered up your skirts. "I'll meet you out front."

Simon nodded once, short and sharp, and turned away. You didn't follow his progress, instead making your way down to the hoard. John had given you a few things, just in case. You tucked one into the back of your skirt, hidden from casual sight, and then made your way back up to the front of the castle.

Kyle was nowhere to be seen, and Simon simply nodded once. Good enough. You started walking, taking your time. The way was not paved, and the last thing anyone needed was for you to slip and twist an ankle.

The stranger had made it a good way up the valley by the time you found him. He carried a strange pack, things hanging off the back and swaying with his movements.

He stopped when he spotted you, tipping his head and shading his eyes to look up at you. Even from this distance, you could see the brilliant blue of his eyes.

"'Lo!" He called, friendly enough. "Was hoping ah'd find ye." His accent was unfamiliar and made you blink.

"Me?" You didn't have to feign your surprise.

"Heard there was a princess 'round here got kidnapped by a dragon." His tone never wavered from friendly, and he didn't move any closer.

Oh great. Not that again. "Not kidnapped," you called back, keeping your own voice pleasant. At your side, Simon had gone tense. "And I don't need rescuing, thank you."

He laughed. "Nah, didn't think so," he agreed, running one hand through short hair. "See, way I figure it, if a dragon had kidnapped ye, wouldn't be a reward, see? Dragons are too clever. Wouldn't have just nabbed ye."

You blinked. Well. This one either had experience with dragons or was much smarter than... well. The majority of people. "So why did you come?"

"Had to see for m'self." He shrugged. "Well. That, and I have a bet."

You hummed softly. "Why don't you come up," you offered, easy as anything. "Since you made the trip all the way out here."

"Kind of ye." He started walking again, taking his time. Simon gently nudged his way forward, between you and the stranger.

"What's your name?" You asked once he had made it up to you and Simon.

He smiled, keeping a little space between the two of you and himself. "John," he said. "John MacTavish."

"Not a local, then." You let Simon take up post between you as you started walking, taking your time.

"Nah," he agreed. "I come from a much smaller place, up north. Joined some traveling merchants, wanted t' see more of the world."

"And is that what you are? A traveling merchant?" You looked at him, gaze once again catching on his pack. Solid cookware hung off the back, padded so it wouldn't make a lot of noise. Bundles of herbs hung off the sides. Interesting choices.

"For now." John shot you a grin, apparently undaunted by Simon's scowl.

"I see." You eyed him. Traveling merchants often had some mercenaries with them for protection, yet this man traveled alone and apparently without fear. Hm. Very interesting.

The rest of the way you walked in silence. You entered the castle first, heading straight to the bigger dining room. That one was less used but it suited your purposes better.

"Kyle," you called without looking, "do we still have rolls?"

"Yes," he answered after a moment, popping up behind Simon. Dark eyes looked between you and the traveler John, a little anxious.

"Would you mind bringing those, please?"

Kyle vanished, going further down the hall. Simon did not follow, taking up his post again beside you, even as you lowered yourself into a chair.

"Have a seat." You waved in invitation to the far side of the table.

"Thank ye." John sat, watching you.

"Now." You drummed your fingers against your belly. "I do find it hard to believe you came all the way up here for a bet. It's a long trek from the nearest village."

He grinned again, easy as anything. "Well, not just for a bet," he agreed. "Curiosity, too."

"Hm." You tipped your head to the side. "Well, if curiosity is all you wanted to sate, then you'll be on your way after a snack." You smiled. People often underestimated you, they had even when you still lived with the King. You were hoping this would prove true yet again.

And he hesitated. His fingers twitched.

Aha. You knew it.

"Well. See." He paused again, licking his lips. He held your gaze across the space, and you lifted one eyebrow, expression pleasantly detached. He huffed a little sigh. "Was hopin' for something a little more material."

And there it was. The real reason he'd risked a dragon's wrath to trek up here. "Why don't you start from the beginning."

Kyle returned with the rolls, setting the bowl on the table. And then he sat next to you, arms crossed stubbornly to show he wasn't moving. You simply patted his knee, gaze locked on John.

"Ah did travel with merchants," he said, looking away briefly. "As a hired sword. Got accused of some shite ah dinnae do, wouldnae do."

"And got run off," you guessed when he stopped.

"Something like that."

"So why come here?" You leaned back, satisfied that you'd been right.

He snorted. "Knew they would not dare follow me here."

"I see." You drummed your fingers against your belly again, debating. He waited, holding his peace now. "Kyle, would it be difficult to cook for one more?"

Kyle blew out a breath. He knew how futile arguing with you was. "No," he agreed, only a little ill tempered. "Not hard."

"Good!" You clapped your hands together. "Then you can help Kyle on the kitchen." You shooed John (you needed a nickname for him) out of his chair. "Go on, make yourself useful."

Looking a little bewildered, John followed Kyle. You could just hear the two of them down the hall.

"Simon, you're with me. I know we've got a room that locks on the outside, we'll put him there tonight."

"And then?" Simon didn't protest, following you down the hall.

"And then tomorrow John will be home." You shrugged. "And if the traveler has told us the truth, he'll be fine."

Simon's rough chuckle made you turn to blink at him. "Ruthless," he murmured, giving you an amused look.

You just smiled. "I was taught to rule a kingdom," you agreed, pausing to gather linens.

Dinner was quiet and tense. Kyle kept glancing at you, while Simon barely took his gaze off John the traveler long enough to actually eat. You simply watched them all, rather amused.

John the traveler didn't protest to being locked in overnight.

John, your John, your husband, woke you with gentle kisses along the back and side of your neck, rumbling a deep, pleased noise.

"Morning." You half-turned to smile at him, still sleepy.

"You're fine?" He asked, one big hand sliding protectively over your belly.

"Mmhm. Everything is fine." You paused because, well, that was only mostly true. "Before we go upstairs..."

John huffed, amused. "If Kyle finally befriended that damn bird and brought it in, that's not my problem."

You laughed quietly. "Not quite," you murmured, amused. "Help me up, please."

He did one better, simply picking you up. "What are you hiding, my princess?" He purred, eyes bright.

"Well..." You waited until he'd put you down to smile up at him. "We've got a guest."

John immediately growled, stalking to the stairs. "Princess," he growled.

"He's fine," you dismissed. "Locked in a room. Wouldn't be surprised if Simon stayed outside his room all night, either."

John simply swore, taking the stairs two or three at a time. You followed much more sedately.

Which did mean you missed John barreling into John the traveler's room, and the entire interrogation.

You didn't miss your John's clear annoyance, though.

"Was I wrong?" You smiled up at your husband, pleased.

"No," he growled.

"And what did you discuss?" You rubbed your belly in slow circles.

John huffed out a smoky breath. "What makes you think we discussed anything?"

"Well, you would have asked his intentions, his reasons for coming here," you pointed out. "Which, if he's as smart as I think, he would have told you. Since he means no harm, you discussed what it is he wants."

John grumbled as he grabbed your waist, pulling you in close. "Too smart," he grumbled.

"So?" You relaxed into him, blinking slowly.

John breathed out slowly, more controlled this time. "He's bargaining for a way back to his homeland," he admitted.

"Does he have family there?"

"I don't know, I didn't ask." John looked down at you with the faintest scowl. "Princess..."

"He sure seems to have some useful skills, from what he told me," you murmured, amused. "And besides, the more help we have here, the easier raising this little one will be."

John groaned, lifting one hand to rub his face, muttering things you didn't bother to try to decipher. You already knew you'd won.

It took no time at all for John the traveler to agree and settle in. He turned out to be kind of awful at actually cooking, but he was good at prep work. Simon declared him decent after a few spars, and also promptly called him Johnny. The way Johnny puffed up (like an indignant chicken) at the nickname sealed it for you.

And so Johnny joined your little kingdom.

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Sʜᴇʟᴛᴇʀ (Sɪʟᴠᴀ)

ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘: Silva × Male Reader.

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: 2,4 k.

𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: When you notice some stuff disappearing in your house, you decide to put a quick end to it. What you didn't expect was to fall in love with the cause of your problems.

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: fluff, allusion to smut, allusion to reader being top and silva bottom, (just a little) angst, mentions of alcohol, getting drunk, abandonment, shots being fired, spoilers for Strange Way of Life, no physical descriptions of reader, no use of Y/N (reader is referred to as Lost). (lmk if i missed any).

𝔸/ℕ: ATTENTION ALL SINNERS, this is a prequel, but it also contains references to the other fic, so go read it right now if you havent yet! aside from that, i wont say im happy with this fic but im not disgusted by how it came out? i feel pretty normal about it tbh. its got some fluff and some angst (just how i like it hehe), also bc im preparing myself to write the next fic which is gonna be pretty... idk how to describe it lol. ENOUGH TALKING. enjoy <3

𝕡𝕥 𝕚: 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕒𝕟

𝕡𝕥 𝕚𝕚 (𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕝): 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕥𝕖𝕣

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Sunlight came through your window and hit you right in the eyes. You groaned when you opened them just to find a burning, stinging pain as the light pierced your pupils.

Reluctantly, you got up from your bed. Your left foot kicked an empty bottle of wine by the floor. Headache hit you like a truck, just like your memories of the night before, when you had arrived home from a long day and got as drunk as you could. Great, now you didn't have a single drop of alcohol in your place.

You looked through the window as one of the horses outside whined. As soon as you were dressed, you walked outside to them. You approached to one and scratched his nose, mumbling some praises before walking into the stables to feed them. Still, you found their sacks of food empty. Another grunt came out of your throat.

Just when I thought I wouldn't have to go to town for a while, you damned yourself.

Getting back into the house, you looked for any breakfast you could have before walking all the way to the town. To your surprise, you didn't find anything in your cabinets. That was weird —you had just gone to town the day before to get some food and you suddenly didn't have any?

You tried to shrug it off as you walked back outside to grab one of your horses. You galloped to town and bought anything you needed for a couple days, so you really didn't have to go back until a week or so. You hated going to town. Too many people in one place at once. The saloon was the only place where you could be without complaining about people bothering you and taking too much space for your liking. Yes, you had some friends down there, but it was all more of a convenient friendship than anything else.

You went back to your ranch a while afterwards —and after going to the saloon to say hi to your best girl friends with a promise to go back in a couple days to give them a good time. First thing you did after leaving your bags in the house was feed the horses. You let them run around for a bit before taking them back into the stables, then you went back inside the house.

As soon as you started putting your recently bought food into the cabinets, you noticed one of the bags was missing. You refused to think you were having hallucinations. You new you weren't crazy.

So, you decided to secure the ranch.

You prepared traps by the stables, the kitchen and the entryway. In case anything —or anyone— appeared and stepped into one of them, you would hear it and prevent your food to be stolen. You also hopped that whatever or whoever it was that was robbing you wasn't taking more than just your food —mostly because you hadn't set any traps where there wasn't any. And after making sure it was all safe, you went to sleep.

In the dead of night, just as you had expected, you were awaken by a brief explosion and a loud grunt. You immediately got up, grabbed your shotgun and ran downstairs to the stables.

Between the darkness and all the dust from the recent explosion, you were able to see a silhouette, which you aimed the gun at.

"Hands up and turn around!", you made sure the sound of the shotgun being loaded was heard loud and clear. "Slowly".

You saw the silhouette put their arms up, though you could barely make out the way they were turning around. You took a step back.

"Now you're gonna walk in my direction, slowly", another step back. The silhouette kept walking with you.

When you were finally out of the stables and the moonlight hit his face, you scanned the now visible silhouette up and down. It was a man —very handsome, actually— with ragged clothes and disheveled hair. A small moustache was beginning to grow on his face, along with a stubble from a couple days without shaving. His skin was stained with mud, and he still had dirt all over his arms and face from the explosion trap he had triggered. His plush lips were half open, breathing somewhat heavily.

"Sorry", he mumbled. His voice made your stomach drop for a moment, but you kept your composure. "I didn't mean to be a burden", he approached slowly, still with his hands up. "I don't intend t—".

"Don't come any closer", you held the shotgun high, still aiming at his head. "One more step and I blow your fucking head off".

"Okay, no need to fire, I won't move", he took a step back.

"Why were you stealing my food?".

"I didn't want to", his words made you raise an eyebrow. "I had to survive. I have been traveling for a month, I come from a town far away from here. I didn't have anywhere to stay at, or money to buy food with", he looked around. "Your ranch was the first place I saw and I needed shelter. So...", he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry".

You scanned the man upside down. He had no guns on him, nor did he seem dangerous. Even more, his face and body language made you think he was harmless. Perhaps he was telling you the truth.

"You can stay", you lowered your shotgun. "For tonight only", you kept the gun loaded as he lowered his arms, just in case. "I'll give you some food and you'll leave tomorrow", you stared into his eyes. He did so, too. "Are we clear?".

"Yessir", he turned around and went back into the stables, coming back out with a leather bag on his shoulder. "Lead the way".

And so, you let him spend the night with you in your ranch, on the condition that he would do it on a sleeping bag beside your bed so you could keep an eye on him —in case he tried something. It wasn't too useful, though, since you fell deep asleep as soon as you hit the bed. Still, he didn't seem to be much trouble. In fact, he had woken up before you did, but he just stood by the door, waiting for you to get up before doing anything. When you did, he told you he didn't want you to be suspicious of him doing or stealing anything, and that is why he had waited. You hardly believed it, but you finally decided to, since you later on searched in case he was lying, though you didn't find anything missing.

"My name is Silva, by the way", his voice took you out of your thoughts as you took a bite from your bread. A smile formed on his lips when he saw your surprised and confused expression. "Sorry, I know you didn't ask me".

"Oh", you processed what he had said as fast as your mind let you. "No, don't apologize, it's fine", you swallowed the bread, then cleared your throat. "I'm Lost", you smiled back. His lips curled further upwards.

After you both had eaten breakfast, you took him to town with you. Many people asked you who he was. You told them he was a business colleague. Many looked at you with disgust, other many gave you a knowing smile. You just shrugged, shook your head and tried to finish shopping as quickly as you could.

After making sure you had bought everything you needed for a week or so —and that no one would try to steal it all from you—, you went back to the ranch with him. Then, you gave him a horse and a bag with a bit of the food you had bought earlier that day. He looked down at the bag, then up at you, still with his head down.

"I can't take this", he said, his eyes hidden behind his eyelashes. The way he looked like that made your stomach flutter.

"Yes, you can", you grabbed the bag back from his hand and shoved it into his chest. You heard a soft gasp coming from his mouth. "And you will. You'll find a way to repay me, if we ever see each other again".

After saying that, his eyes grew wide and his lips opened slightly. You felt your own face going all red when you finally realized what you had said, you immediately made him turn around and pushed him towards the horse.

"Come on! I wanna get back all the hours of sleep you took from me last night!", you shouted as an excuse. Silva turned around and grabbed your hands to keep you from continuing to push him.

"What if I repay you now?", he stared intently into your eyes. The way his pupils dilated sent shivers down your spine. You know what he meant.

And it scared you.

"What are you talking about? Just head off, hope to see you soon—".

"You know what I'm talking about", he squeezed your hands. Your heart skipped a bit. "I will be honest", he breathed deeply. "I have been alone for too long, and you seem to be pretty alone, all by yourself in this ranch, too", his eyes shifted to your lips for a moment before going back up.

"Do I look like that kinda guy?", you lifted one of your eyebrows. Silva scanned you up and down with a knowing look.

"Do you want me to lie?", he scoffed.

How the hell does he know? He's only been with me for a day!, you cursed yourself.

But he knew he was right. You hadn't gone visit your best girl friends in a while, you were already lacking some attention. And judging the way he was looking at you —and as he had told you— he felt pretty lonely as well. He was right. You two needed relief and you had the answer to your problems right under your noses.

With a quick move of your hands, you freed yourself from his grip and grabbed his own wrists. Then you stared into his eyes.

"I top", you said, more of an affirmation than a question. You saw his eyes lighting up and his lips curl into a wide smile.

Forgetting about the bag of food left by the stables, you ran up to your bedroom and made sure to give Silva the best night in a long time. At least that's what he said when you were done. He thanked you multiple times —also giving you a pretty good time. He even made sure to clean you both up and offered to change your bedsheets next morning, if you let him stay another night.

When you came to realize, you were letting him live with you in your ranch. He took care of the animals when you were busy, accompanied you to run your errands to town, you ate together, slept together...

And when you came to realize, you saw yourself being so in love with the man that you could barely open an entire hour away from him. You had grown so used to him being close to you that you genuinely couldn't imagine your life without him anymore. Truth be told, you never imagined liking someone like him. In fact, you really thought you would spend the rest of your days going from your ranch to town looking for the same girls at the saloon to satisfy your needs —or at least some of them. So being in love with Silva made you feel part scared, part uncomfortable.

But also part happy.

You thought of telling him many times, but the feeling that he would reject you made you retreat many times. Maybe he was just sleeping with you so you let him stay, maybe he was pretending to like you for the food, the bed, maybe he was just there so he would have any kind of stability before killing you, taking your ranch from you, maybe—.

"I always wanted to live at a ranch when I was younger", his voice made you come back to reality. His lips were curled in a wide smile as he looked around the bedroom, sheets covering his naked body, his hands tucked under his head. "That is another reason why I hid here when I first came", his eyes stopped on you. "I like it here".

"If that's your way of telling me you're staying here—".

"No, I didn't mean that. I just do. I like being here", he grabbed your hand and gave you a sweet smile. "With you".

This is it, you thought.

So looked down for a moment, thinking and trying to keep your breathing steady while you tried to find the words to tell him what you had tried to take off your chest for the last months. Then you looked back at him.

"You can stay here", you swallowed the panic that was starting to gather in your throat. "With me. We can have a life together", you looked down at his hand grabbing yours, and you took his other hand as well. "I like you being here with me. I... I haven't been this happy since I was a kid", you let out a nervous giggle. "I want you here with me", you swallowed again. "I love you, Silva".

Your words made his eyes widen for a moment. You even swore you had seen tears in them, but then he cupped your face in his hands and gave you the sweetest kiss someone had ever given you, making your heart skip a beat —again.

When he pulled away, he looked down for a second before looking back into your eyes. He then nodded.

"I will stay", his thumb stroked lazy circles on your cheek. "I will love you, until my last day", he nodded again. You pulled him in for another kiss that left you both breathless, and then you spent a while laughing and immersing yourselves in the other's embrace.

When you opened your eyes again, you looked at him with a wide smile. He did the same. You both knew there was a great future ahead of you, with only the cowboy in front of you and the ranch to give you two shelter where you could grow your life and your love.

Maybe that's what he liked about me, you thought, gulping down the rest of your glass of whiskey.

You looked around the saloon again. Another day with the same shit. And you were not over him yet. How could you be, when after six years together everything had gone to shit in one single afternoon?

You lifted your hand to the waitress, ordering another round. And you made sure to be very drunk before going back to your brand new home.

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal fic #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x male reader #pedro pascal characters #silva x reader

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Hello! I dont know if you are taking requests rn but if you feel comfortable could you write the bsd characters helping/comforting reader through a bad panic attack? Maybe reader has been super stressed w/ school or work and has just been bottling things up until they snap. Personally my panic attacks are intense: hyperventilating, shaking, tears, digging my fingers into my arms and legs almost bruisingly, unable to hold my weight- just in case you need ideas. If this is uncomfortable for you then dont worry about it. Love your writing!!!

Of course I can! I don't have any personal experience with panic attacks but from what I've witnessed with my friends they can be really tough, so I hope this brings you some comfort❤️I wasn't sure which characters you wanted so I just did headcanons with the ADA and Port Mafia guys lol. Ahh thank you! I'm glad you like my writing. Thanks for the request and hope you enjoy!

BSD characters x Reader no pronouns specified

Summary: in the ask

Warnings: panic attacks

WC: 0.9k

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Akutagawa:

Clueless

Doesn't know why you're suddenly digging your nails into your skin or why you're crying

But he's no idiot, he knows this isn't a normal occurrence, so does what he thinks is best

And that is using Rashoumon's tendrils to gently hold your hands.

Akutagawa just doesn't want you hurting yourself and he also doesn't want to potentially make the situation worse by not giving you the space you need

Rashoumon holding your hands makes you aware that you're having a panic attack

You cry harder when you meet Akutagawa's soft eyes and embrace him as you cry into his arms. You never wanted him to see you like this

Once you've calmed down enough, you explain to him that you were having a panic attack and tell him what causes them and what he can do to help you next time

He's so attentive and commits everything you said to memory so he can do what he can to prevent or ease your panic attacks

Atsushi:

He is trying

He is panicking so much internally and externally

Clueless #2

Atsushi has no clue what to do

So he does what he thinks is right

He tries to instruct you to follow his breaths once he sees your panic attack escalate into hyperventilating

"I'm going to need you to follow my breaths, can you do that for me?"

He's relieved that you're still conscious and able to nod

He guides your hand to his chest and places your other hand on your own chest

Slowly he starts breathing in and nods at you to follow his breathing

"Take a breath. Now slowly exhale with me"

"Yes, that's it, just like that"

This goes on for several minutes

It was difficult at first, but his steady breathing did calm you down enough to start breathing more slowly

Once it's over, he's hugging you and stroking your hair just letting you cry silently into his shoulder

Chuuya:

Idk but he gives me the vibe that he'll probably handle it the best

He's wiping your tears with his gloved hands because he doesn't have tissues in his pockets

He makes a note to bring tissues next time in case you have another panic attack

He's holding you gently against his chest so you can listen to his steady heartbeat

He's rubbing your back telling you to let it all out

The soft fall and rise of his chest comforts you and encourages you to slow your breathing

He's so understanding and gentle

He's whispering words of assurance into your hair

He's rubbing circles into your back and gently kisses your forehead once the panic attack passes

Dazai:

I feel like Dazai has a vague idea of what to do and just tries whatever he thinks will calm you down

He's seen how stressed you had been lately because of the numerous assignments and deadlines you needed to meet

Dude's really calm about it and just tries to find a way that gets you through this safely

He sits next to you and gently clasps his hands in yours to stop you from digging your fingers into your skin

"I'm right here" keeps whispering that to you to try calm you down

Throughout your panic attack, he keeps eye contact with you because he wants to give you his full attention.

At some point, you collapse into his arms from exhaustion and he likes to rub your back and wipe your tears

Kunikida:

Like Chuuya, he handles it very well

The only thing is, his way is more professional, like it was written in a manual and he's following the steps kind of way

It doesn't matter tho, because it does work and you're no longer sobbing uncontrollably

He is almost 100% prepared, but then your legs start to give way from exhaustion and he's holding you gently in his arms allowing you to rest

However, the next day you get a whole lecture from him about the importance of rest

Don't misunderstand tho, he's only nagging because he cares deeply about you

He's very sweet afterwards to make up for being stern tho <3

He bought you your favourite food for lunch and he insists that you let him help you with your tasks

Ranpo:

It doesn't take a Detective to tell that you're having a panic attack

Ranpo drops all his snacks and runs to you

Your legs shake and feel weak

He loops an arm around you to support you as you start to buckle

He's never seen you hyperventilate so he's shocked for a moment or two

But not long after, he's motioning for you to try regulate your breathing

He's taking deep breaths in and exhaling slowly

Your breaths are still coming in and out faster than Ranpo's but they slow down significantly

You grab his hand and squeeze it to ground yourself

He holds your other hand and you're both breathing while he looks into your eyes

Once it's passed, he's super sweet like Kunikida and he even shares his favourite snacks with you

Tanizaki:

Like Atsushi, he's probably panicking

But it's less obvious in his case

He knows that he has to stay calm in this situation for you, so he's wiping your tears and telling you how important you are to him

He sits you down on his seat and he kneels beside you

Your hands are clasped in your lap and he wraps his warm hands around your hands

He's rubbing circles into your hands and occasionally wiping your tears

You hate that you allowed yourself to become so overwhelmed where you're having a panic attack

But he's reassuring you that it's OK to feel overwhelmed and that you can always come to him because he loves and cares for you

You thank him and he smiles and only hugs you tighter reminding you of your importance to him

#bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #chuuya x reader #akutagawa x reader #atsushi x reader #dazai x reader #ranpo x reader #tanizaki x reader #kunikida x reader #chuuya nakahara x reader #dazai osamu x reader #ryuunosuke akutagawa x reader #ranpo edogawa x reader #kunikida doppo x reader #tanizaki junichirou x reader

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The Bangtan Gal Chapter 92- Thank You

Chapter Summary: Jennie finally tells Jungkook that she is ready for the next step. Jennie MCs for the first time and Jungkook MCs with her. Jennie and Jungkook plan with Bangtan and Big Hit on how they want to reveal their relationship. Jungkook seeks revenge on Jennie during Halloween Dance Practice when she dresses up as Captain America instead of Iron Man.

Words: 7,000+

Genre: Big Jungkook fluff for this! The flirting on camera while MCing, they were lowkey pushing it lol.

Author's Note: Idk if the dancing I wrote for JenKook makes sense but here is the video inspiration. It was at 1:24 for the spinning dance move. It was so cool! I was like, yeah they gotta do something like this. And who knows maybe I'll even have JenKook do this entire dance cover when they're public and older.

Thanks for your patience on this new chapter! Taking a few days off from writing and then will start working on the next one!

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"Are they getting ready? They're usually up by now," Jin said as the rest of the members were eating breakfast.

It was now morning and it seemed like everyone else was awake except for the Golden Duo who were still in Jennie's room. Today was the big exam day and the members wanted to make sure to bring the two teenagers to school bright and early.

"I'll check on them," Hobi offered and went to Jennie's door.

Gently knocking on the door, he received no answer. Opening the door, since Jen had unlocked it after her bath with Jungkook, Hobi strolled in.

"Jennie? Jungkook? Rise and shine~! Time for school~!" he happily said but then ended up chuckling when he saw them. "Would you look at that..."

The couple was still asleep and found themselves snuggled together.

"I guess you two stayed up to study...ah, I hate to wake them up but they need to get to school on time," Hobi said to himself and walked over to the couple. "Hey! Rise and shine~! Time for school!"

He began to shake them as they both started to stir in their sleep.

"Up! UP! AHHHHHH~!" he began making loud sound effects and hit them with pillows.

"No..." Jennie groaned and turned over, trying to ignore him.

"Yes~!"

"Come on...it can't be time yet,"

"It indeed it is. Get up before Jin comes in. His wake up call will be much worse. Try to be ready in less than 30 minutes," he said as Jungkook started to get up with her.

Once Hobi left, the young couple got out of bed.

"Nap as soon as we get home?" Jungkook asked and stretched.

"Yes, please," she answered.

Pulling her in for a lazy kiss, he smiled and said, "Good morning,"

"Good morning," she smiled tiredly.

Once Jungkook left to go get ready in his room, Jennie got ready promptly and put on her school uniform.

Once at school, JenKook had the mindset of 'just do what you can' for the exams. They tried to cram last night and it did seem like a lot of the material was still in their brains. The exams went smoothly although they were tired and occasionally yawned as they answered the questions. Their parenting teacher even gave them and the rest of the students a break with the robot babies for the rest of the day and told them they would resume the project later.

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As promised, Jennie and Jungkook immediately went back to sleep once they came home. They slept all day, bewildering the members as they wondered where they were until they found them still knocked out in Jennie's room. It wasn't until evening that JenKook woke up and decided to eat and have snacks in bed to relax and watch Marvel movies.

While watching Thor: The Dark World, Jennie began to think about how to bring up the subject of telling Jungkook she was ready. They were alone, none of the members were going to be barging into her room since they wanted to give them space to relax after exams and she couldn't think of a better opportunity than this. The only thing she had thought about was how she should say it to him.

"Jungkook?" she called out, getting out of her thoughts to stop overthinking.

"Yeah?" he smiled, turning his head to her as he held her.

"I'm ready," she said with no hesitation.

It took him a moment to register what she had meant as he widened his eyes a little. "You're ready?"

"Yes,"

"Are you-are you sure? Absolutely sure?"

She smiled softly. "Yes. I'm sure. I'm ready to take that next step with you when we can be in a more...private setting than this,"

He smiled and leaned to kiss her. "Thank you,"

"For what?"

"For trusting me. For wanting me. I'll make sure it's special. I promise."

"Same to you. I'm looking forward to it," she grinned, feeling her cheeks warm up at the thought of them taking this big step in their relationship.

As they continued to watch the movie, Jungkook began to ponder about when he would be able to have his first time with her. He wanted to plan out everything and make sure they were alone with no one to bother them. For their schedule, they were going to continue to promote Blood, Sweat & Tears and then they were going to be in Japan for their 3rd Muster.

Japan...

That got him to think because they would be in Japan sometime before they would perform for the 3rd Muster. After making the realization, Jungkook smiled to himself.

Your birthday...

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Continuing promotions, Bangtan began to get wins for BST and expressed how thankful they were to ARMY for the love and support. Jennie was so proud to see I.O.I in action, reminiscing on her time on Produce 101 with the girls. She found herself doing the Very Very Very choreography backstage as she watched them perform and visited them often to catch up and say hello.

For an episode of Inkigayo, Jennie was finally chosen to MC at a music show.

"Oh man, oh man...Miss Bangtan finally got chosen to MC at a music show. I was waiting for this day to come," Jennie grinned on the Bangtan Bomb camera as she read the script. "And guess who I am MCing with? My good friend IM from Monsta X, LABOUM's Solbin, and my Golden Best Friend~!"

On cue, Jungkook sat beside her happily with a script in his hands while she continued scanning over her script.

“Oh God no…” she groaned.

“What’s wrong?” Jungkook asked.

“I have to do aegyo? Why are y'all doing this to me? This is so cringe! What I look like doing this? Ugh, I'm already embarrassed,"

He laughed softly. "You'll be fine,"

"Oh, I sure hope so unless I die out of embarrassment on TV,"

She hated it so much. Why did the writers want her of all people to do this? She felt so out of place and weird about it.

"How comfortable do you feel about MCing today?" she was asked while getting filmed.

"I feel good. I've been practicing and getting advice from my sisters. Alani, who is good at interviewing, and Vienna who is good at script analysis. It'll be a fun experience,"

"And you'll be with me. You'll be just fine. I've MC'ed a few times now and although I haven't done it a lot, the script gets in my head more quickly. Let it come naturally," Jungkook reassured her.

She smiled softly. "Thanks, Kook."

Later on, Hobi read the script with Jennie and started doing aegyo in front of her.

"Oh my God...can I just...not do aegyo?" she complained while he giggled.

"You got to! You'll look adorable, Jennie. And make sure you make sounds, too. The sounds are a must-do!" he reminded her.

She sighed. This was going to be a long day...

As it was almost time for the show, Jennie received her microphone which had her nametag on it with the name, Jennie, cutely written in white and purple with sparkles. She even wore matching outfits with Jungkook for the occasion. They both wore red and black sweaters with Jungkook wearing black pants while Jennie wore a black skirt with accessories. Jimin and Taehyung occasionally snuck in cute videos and photos of the couple rehearsing lines together while talking about how cute they looked in their matching outfits.

Wanting to get a quick bite to eat before the show, Jennie headed to the elevator so she could go to the food court and ran into SHINee who planned to go up there, too. She felt starstruck as she was in the presence of them. No matter how long she had been in the K-Pop industry, just running into legendary groups who had worked hard to make a name for themselves was always so amazing to her.

She bowed respectfully and grinned, "Oh my gosh, hi! My name is Jennie. It's an honor to meet you guys! Wow, y'all are so fine in person," she ended up blurting out the last part which caused her face to warm up.

Her sudden compliment caused them all to giggle and bow at her, thinking she was cute. They thanked her and made her feel comfortable as they asked how she was doing.

"You're MCing for the first time?" Minho asked her.

"I am! It's an honor to finally get chosen to MC! I've been waiting for this opportunity. After three years it's finally my turn!"

"Getting nervous about it?" Key asked.

"Honestly? Yes. As it gets closer to the show, I am getting more nervous. I hope to do well and make sure not to forget my lines,"

"You'll do just fine. You speak well in Korean," Jonghyun smiled kindly.

"Thank you, that means a lot. I'm excited to watch you guys perform today! I'll see you all in the green room for the show,"

Before Jennie knew it, it was finally time for Inkigayo to start. She waited for her cue while IM, Solbin, and Jungkook were shown on screen with the audience cheering loudly. She had read the text messages from her sisters one final time before putting her phone away.

Vienna: Improvising is your best friend. Don't even worry too much if you forget your lines. You got this Jen!

Alani: Make sure you show off that pretty smile on camera and be yourself. Act natural. You'll do well dear sister!

"Hello! We're MCs of SBS Inkigayo! I'm Monsta X's IM,"

"I'm LABOUM's Solbin,"

"I am BTS' Golden Maknae Jungkook,"

"We have a fourth MC, don't we? Where oh where could she be?" IM wondered.

"Wait! I know what will summon her," Jungkook took a roll of Smarties out of his pocket.

"Smarties!? Don't mind if I do!" Jennie jumped into the frame, gracefully landing right next to Jungkook with a grin, and waved at the camera as the audience cheered loudly.

"There's our fourth! Please! Introduce yourself!" Solbin grinned.

Jennie swallowed nervously as she mentally prepared to do aegyo.

"Hello~! I am! BTS' Smartie loving Miss Bangtan! Jennie Walker!" she made a cute sound effect. She posed cutely with a peace sign and bowed with the rest of them.

'I am dying inside...' she thought as her face was on fire. She wanted to crawl into a hole and completely erase what she just did from everyone's minds.

Jungkook tried not to laugh as he watched her. 'Cute...' he thought.

With the members backstage, they started laughing when they saw her do aegyo.

"She is too adorable," Namjoon laughed.

"She did it! Yay, Munchkin!" Hobi squealed and clapped happily.

"She is dying inside," Taehyung laughed, watching her body language.

"I hope she knows we'll be teasing her about this after the show," Jimin added.

"Welcome! It's so nice for you to join us, Jennie," IM greeted.

"Take out some Smarties and Jennie will come running," Jungkook met her eyes as they smiled at each other.

As Solbin and IM began talking about the show, Jungkook opened the small roll of Smarties and took a few pieces out to give to Jennie. This part was unscripted but he knew she wanted to eat some. Smiling gratefully, she took them and popped them in her mouth to eat while he ate some, too. Because of Jungkook, Jennie began to feel more relaxed and acted naturally. The members even noticed that as soon as Jungkook gave her Smarties, her body language became less tense.

"We have a lot prepared for everyone so please stay tuned until the end~!" Solbin grinned.

'Last one' Jungkook gestured to Jennie to show her there was only one Smartie left. They began to have a staring contest, completely forgetting they were on camera. Being the generous boyfriend he was, he prepared to toss the piece of candy as she prepared for it. When he did, she easily caught it with her mouth, eating it happily.

"Isn't that right, Jennie?" Solbin asked with a smile after speaking.

"Yes! And can I just say I'm full of happiness because I had a very delicious pack of Smarties? Smarties are sweet and amazing just like APink as we look forward to them performing soon!" Jennie answered smoothly while looking at the camera.

Although she wasn't listening to what was said, she remembered she was going to be asked if BTS' Blood, Sweat & Tears performance would show a more sexier side today, raising the bar.

"Her sisters taught her well. She's going off script but it looks natural," Jin complimented as Bangtan watched.

"Yeah, she looks comfortable," Yoongi nodded.

"I bet having Jungkookie by her side is helping her," Jimin grinned.

As the show went on, the 4 MCs prepared to announce Monsta X who was about to perform soon as IM was in his white attire for the upcoming performance.

"Monsta X is waiting for us," Solbin brought up.

"Should we meet Monsta X, now?" Jungkook asked.

"Heck yeah!" Jennie happily said and began to rap Jooheon's part smoothly, "Junbidwaesseo jigeumbuteo fight for love. Jeomjeom daraoreun i yeolgineun tteugeowo,"

"Wow~!" Solbin, Jungkook, and IM looked impressed.

Yoongi grinned proudly as he watched her rap. "That's my smartie,"

"Everyone let's welcome the ultra spectacular Monsta X!" Jennie cheerfully announced as the group stood behind them with bright smiles.

"2! 3! Monsta X! Hello, we're Monsta X!" the members did their greeting.

"That was some good rapping, Jennie. You sure you don't want to become the 8th member of Monsta X?" Jooheon asked with a grin and high fived her.

That part wasn't scripted at all as he suddenly asked her. The part about being live was that anything could happen and you have to think quickly on your feet. It flattered Jennie that some boy groups would love to collaborate with her or be the female member of their group because they enjoyed her performances.

"Ah..." Jennie let out a genuine giggle at the thought as Monsta X was smiling at her. "I'm flattered!"

"Jennie will remain with us!" Hobi whined as he watched the screen with the members agreeing.

Jungkook poked the inside of his cheek, frowning at the idea. "No~! Miss Bangtan will remain in BTS," he quickly said with a hint of jealousy.

"Wishful thinking. We're very happy for the success of Fighter thanks to Monbebe," Shownu spoke up, talking about how grateful the group was for their support.

As Jungkook and Solbin took over the rest of the interview, Jennie smiled at the camera, standing next to her bias, Wonho. When they locked eyes, he nodded at her in acknowledgment and gave her reassuring smiles that she was doing so well MCing thus far. Before the show she had met up with Monsta X to chat and take photos and she expressed her hope to do well MCing. She loved how sweet and uplifting they were.

"Well, we certainly can't wait to watch Monsta X perform! It's coming up, soon!" Jennie signed off with everyone joining in to say 'Soon!'

With more time flying by, Jennie and Jungkook were now in their Blood, Sweat, and Tears outfits.

"This is Jungkook and Jennie in the green room," Jungkook announced.

"And this is IM and Solbin," IM added. "It's time to meet today's nominees for first place today!"

"They need no introduction! It's SHINee and BTS!" Solbin announced.

The members of SHINee bowed and did their greeting and JenKook stood with their group to do theirs before standing as MCs again with Solbin and IM.

"You are 1 of 1, SHINee! You're back as a nominee for first place, how does it feel?" IM asked.

"First of all, we are really happy. We are very grateful to our fans and we are honored to have a challenge for 1st place with BTS," Onew answered.

"BTS, you're a nominee for first, Jin tell us how you feel?" Solbin asked him.

"We are very honored to be a challenger with SHINee sunbaenim. And we have the opportunity to be a challenger thanks to our fans, we love you," he blew a kiss at the camera.

"Both groups are excellent singers and dancers. There's nothing you can't do!" IM added. "I really want to know what each group has in store for their victory ceremonies,"

Taemin answered, "If we win 1st place, we will show sexy 1 of 1 like Blood, Sweat and Tears,"

"So, if we win 1st place we will show cute Blood, Sweat, and Tears," V added.

"I'm really curious about today's results! Stay tuned to find out which group will win!" Jungkook announced. "A versatile and flashy performance by SHINee is coming up soon!"

"As well as the mature performances by BTS. You will see Jungkook and I in action with Bangtan later on in the show, so don't miss any of them!" Jennie spoke up.

"Coming up...soon!" They all announced with big smiles.

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Later, the four stood by each other once again as it was just about time for BTS to perform. Jungkook was asked by Solbin how he had planned to act sexy for Bangtan's performance and he immediately turned to Jennie which was definitely not a part of the script. He was supposed to sing this to the camera for the audience but he turned to her instead.

'Oh God...not on camera,' Jennie kept her composure, trying to not let her surprise be shown on camera as she watched him lean in closer singing, "Nae pi ttam nunmul,"

Now those were some bedroom eyes as she held his intense gaze and couldn't fight the smile appearing on her face. Unscripted, Jennie countered by singing a line from her verse to loud cheers, "How much longer before you consume me?"

'Not much longer...' he thought to himself.

Jungkook grinned and they reluctantly broke eye contact to continue with the show as they heard IM speak again about how BTS was going to put on a sexy performance.

Jimin and Taehyung giggled to themselves while watching them backstage. They were LOVING the moments between Jennie and Jungkook, eating up every look they'd give each other.

"He's giving her the look," Jimin wiggled his eyebrows.

"They need to relax. Looking at each other like they want to kiss on camera," Yoongi chuckled.

"They can't help it," Taehyung giggled.

While Solbin was talking, Jennie glanced over at Jungkook to take another look at his handsome face. Feeling eyes on him, he looked over at her and smiled softly, making her smile back. At this point, these two were making JenKook shippers happy with their cute moments on camera.

Jennie and Jungkook met up with Bangtan backstage as the stylists wiped off any sweat on their faces and retouched their makeup. For today's performance of Blood, Sweat, and Tears, it was finally Jungkook's turn to dance with Jennie. The Golden Maknae was excited that it was finally time for him to perform with her after waiting patiently. After the stylists were done with them, Jennie and Jungkook stood with each other and he couldn't help but reach out to hold her waist.

"Listen, you have got to make sure you control yourself when we dance," she playfully teased him and placed a hand on his chest.

"With you looking like that, I don't think that's going to happen," he admitted with a grin.

"You two seem to be in a trance today," Jimin giggled as the couple turned to him.

"Whatever is going on, we're loving it," Taehyung added.

"I'm just very happy," The Golden Maknae answered.

"Yeah, today is just a really fun day with him by my side," Jennie added.

"I can't wait to see this performance," Jimin said with anticipation.

"Please just don't go overboard," Jin spoke up after getting his makeup retouched. "Have fun but try not to go too crazy on TV,"

"We'll try our best, hyung," Jungkook replied.

"They're about to push the limit," Namjoon laughed, anticipating the inevitable.

"Watch the move get banned on TV," Hobi added with a laugh.

During the performance, Jennie thought about how this was War of Hormone 2.0 with Jungkook. They danced sensually before but they were older and now dating. The two had been working on a unique dance move for this and they had been practicing for over a week to make sure they got it right. Their duet was sexy and Jennie was pretty surprised the music show allowed this since they can be a bit strict on certain sexy dance moves. But for today, they got a pass. However, it would probably be the only time they'd be able to do this unless BTS did it on tour.

As the comeback promotions progressed, Jennie finally started to ignore any ignorant or rude comments of 'Forcing her Americaness' or acting too 'sexy' for the performances of BST. She chose to just focus on working, having fun, and the positivity instead of worrying about the negativity. That helped her focus and it showed onscreen when she danced as she got out of that mindset of worrying what people were going to think.

The members but Jungkook were on the floor while Jennie danced and began her verse for the song, turning in Jungkook's direction as he began to stare at her with desire. But this didn't even look like he was using his stage persona, it was like he was looking at her for real.

How much longer before you consume me?

No matter how much I resist, I can't fight what you're doing

For this, Jungkook was going to show off his strength. Not wasting any time, he instantly grabbed her by her hips and pulled her close to him. All of a sudden, he easily lifted her up and held her with his hands under her thighs while she placed her hands on his shoulders. Wrapping her legs around his waist, it started to give her flashbacks of when he had lifted her up and pinned her against the wall when he confessed his love for her in January. And she only wondered...

'Oh God...sing Jennie,' she thought, trying to focus on the performance, getting a bit flustered at the thought.

As they held each other's gaze with him beginning to smirk at her, she ran a hand over her hair to move some hair from her face. He inched closer to her with his lips almost touching hers as he slowly took steps forward while they both were ignoring the pandemonium from the audience. Jennie couldn't help but smile as she caressed his face and felt the subtle squeeze of her ass. They were really pushing it on stage.

My mind is telling me to break free but my body is freaking out

No, I can't want you, get out of my head

As you love every inch of me you see that I want it too

He set her down as they began to dance sensually, with her back against his chest. He mirrored her movements closely as they continued to get cheers from the crowd.

Breath on my neck, I bit off more than I can chew

Reflecting on my choices, I'm wonderin' if there's any way out of this

This was going to be so extra but she trusted Jungkook and knew he'd hold her and make sure she wouldn't fall for this move. With her hands on his shoulders, he placed his hands on her waist and used his strength to lift her high up in the air. Wrapping his arms around her thighs to hold her securely, she was now looking down at him. Then he dropped her down while leaning forward with her still in his arms. One hand was on her back while the other hand was under her thigh as she held onto him, getting dipped. Then he spun her body around his back as her torso was pressed against his back before she landed safely on her feet, surprising the audience with how quickly and smoothly they did the move.

As she reluctantly pulled away from him, she shook her head, taking steps back while he took steps forward to follow her. He then grabbed her hand and pulled her back to him as she sang her last few lines, looking like he was about to kiss her.

I'm losing this battle, I just can't resist.

Only a matter of time before you screw me up and I'll be stuck reminiscing.

While JenKook was dancing, the members watched from the floor and were happy to see them together. Jin freaked out internally over their sexy dancing but he was happy to see them have their moment.

'They are so extra...' Namjoon chuckled, taking a glance at them.

Jimin and Taehyung had watched proudly. Those two were becoming more open about not even hiding it anymore and they hoped they continued that. After their performance, it seemed like the cheers got even louder and ARMY had really enjoyed today's BST dance.

"You two did it! That spin was amazing!" Hobi cheered on JenKook who were getting their makeup retouched by stylists.

Jennie was proud that everything went successfully with Jungkook. Every time she danced with him, it felt right and she hoped they would be able to do the spin trick again. He really lifted her and spun her around like it was nothing and their hard work had paid off as it received extremely positive reactions.

Social media went crazy over the performance and the highlight had to be the spin and when he effortlessly lifted her to hold her in his hands. Everyone loved their chemistry and how smooth they were with everything.

JenKook shippers were having a field day on Twitter:

'WHY WASN'T THIS SPIN IN THE MUSIC VIDEO!? ONLY JENKOOK CAN DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS! THE SPIN WAS EVERYTHING!'

'I am just...loving the way he grabbed her. I felt like I was intruding while watching! Their acting for BST was on point!'

'The Golden Duo at it again to become the most extra duo ever. They ATE!'

'This is why Jungkook had been working out more! He used that strength! He lifted her like it was nothing!'

‘I am NOT delusional but throughout this whole show Jennie was staring at Jungkook like he made her the happiest girl in the world.’

'Well, he did give her Smarties on camera so of course she's happy!'

'I strongly feel like it may be more than the Smarties.'

'I’m sorry but the way Jungkook looks at her got me feeling some type of way,’

'JenKook giving us shippers what we want! Now KISS!'

'Step aside Taennie shippers! JenKook said HELLO!'

'Damn, I thought nothing was going to top V and Jen's performance. I think Jungkook's version is the best,'

'I don't even want to see the ones with the other members lmfao. Let the JenKook version be the permanent one!'

'Roomful of people but they made it feel like it was just him and her.'

'Best version of Jennie's verse to date! The chemistry!'

'LOL Big Hit should have chosen Jungkook for V's role now! This just looks RIGHT!'

'I could watch them forever. They need to start dance covers as the Golden Duo because the way they danced had me mesmerized'

'Jungkook is sprunggggggg! Do you hear me!? SPRUNG!!'

'Nah Jennie is SPRUNG! You see the way she was acting around him!?'

'PAY ATTENTION! HE SQUEEZED HER ASS A LITTLE! REPLAY IT!'

'I feel like she is so comfortable around him. Her body flowed so well with his! It just looked different in comparison to V's dance.'

'This era is stressing me tf out because idk if she’s dating Taehyung but then look at how Jungkook is looking at her and then the moment with Jin UGH WTF is going on!'

'Did you notice out of all the members, Jungkook just had THAT GRIP on her!? JenKook forever!'

'Plot twist she dating all members!'

'K-Pop predictions: BTS' Jennie will announce she is dating an idol before the year is over.'

'I agree with this prediction because you mean to tell me a beautiful black woman like Jennie is single? In this industry? After all this time? Nah, someone must have captured her heart. I have a feeling. Idk who because she has so many nice interactions with a bunch of male idols but she gotta be taken.'

'This era is stressing me out! Jennie's acting is incredible when it comes to this seductive persona for this era!'

'I know Jennie wanted to run away after doing aegyo lol'

'That is some intense staring between JenKook'

'The way they were eating Smarties together while MCing! The Best Golden Duo!'

'You see how Jennie caught the last smartie when Kookie threw it? Lmfao they're not called the Golden Duo for nothing!'

'I NEED to know what the hell is going on between Jennie and the members because they're selling the hell out of this era with the lingering gazes and sexy dancing!'

'JenKook looked like they wanted to risk it all on camera. I'm loving it,'

'JenKook shippers how we feeling!? We have been STARVING for some JenKook content and we were not disappointed!'

After the show, Jennie texted her sisters to ask for their thoughts.

Jen: Soooooo?? Did I do well MCing?

Alani: LOLLLLL yes!! You did good! You have a cute charm when you MC. Keep up the amazing work! But girl! You and Jungkook dancing tho? WHEW!

Vienna: So we just gonna ignore how Jungkook was giving her the bedroom eyes? And how he held you!? People are going to start noticing lollll. He really did not want to keep his eyes off you

Jen: LOL

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Because of JenKook's duet, ARMY wanted to see it again but music shows wouldn't allow them to have him pick her up like that again so they had to tone it down a little. They could still do the flip but him picking her up was scrapped due to it being too hot for TV in the producers' eyes. Due to popular demand, it seemed like Jungkook would be the one to dance with her, completely changing all plans. It excited Jennie that fans wanted to see more of her and Jungkook.

For THE SHOW, Jennie sat in between Suga and Jin while they sat with the rest of the members and Jungkook had a mic, MCing.

"I'm THE SHOW news special reporter, Jungkook. I'm here to meet famous people. They are...BTS!" he announced as the group did their greeting. "I heard BTS is in the limelight, right now. The new album that snatched global hearts! Introduce your title song,"

"We often talk about youth," Rapmon answered. "This song is about youth falling into temptation. Blood, sweat, and tears, it's a well known phrase, right? Blood, sweat, and tears are my everything - that's the message,"

"I listened to the song. It's a great song. Today's THE SHOW interview will be about blood, sweat, and tears. First, let's talk about blood. Whose blood is full of youth?"

"You and Jennie are the youngest, it's you two," he answered.

"Yes, we are hot blooded," Jungkook nodded in agreement.

"I second that," Jennie spoke up with a smile.

"Those two made people's blood hot with their performance," Jimin added with a giggle.

Jennie laughed shyly, getting flashbacks as her face warmed up. When she locked eyes with Jungkook, he smirked softly, making her smile.

Focusing back on the interview, Jungkook asked, "Who is cold blooded in BTS?"

"I say it's Suga. If it's a no, it's a no for him," Hobi answered.

"But I do have blood and tears. If I didn't have blood and tears, I wouldn't be here," Suga answered.

"Show us your cold looks," Jungkook requested as he did what he was told, giving the camera a cold stare. "That look sliced me into 15 pieces,"

'His sharp eyes are so sexy'

"I've been cut by him," Rapmon said.

"Let's talk about sweat," Jungkook said. "The second album WINGS was made with devotion and effort. Devotion and effort, should we stitch up a doll nose?"

"What?" Hobi asked.

"Stitching up a doll nose,"

"I thought you said pterosaur," Jin said as Rapmon pretended to be one and roared, flapping his arms.

"So this doll...uh...Suga who has no blood or tears, will stitch the doll," Jungkook gave him the doll.

"Will Suga do it nicely?" Hobi wondered.

"Stitch the nose?" Suga asked.

"We will continue the interview while Suga does his thing," Jungkook said.

'Fix it with effort, Suga!'

"Hmmm I doubt he will do well," Hobi added.

"Have some faith! I believe in you, Suga," Jennie encouraged him.

"Thank you, Smartie," Suga replied with a soft smile.

"There are words going around saying the blood sweat and tears song is very sexy. Then, who in BTS is so sexy that even their sweat is sexy?" Jungkook asked.

"Sexy sweat?" Hobi wondered.

"I say Jimin," Rapmon said. "Jimin's sweat is sexy,"

"I personally think Jin is sexy," V pointed to Jin. "He doesn't sweat at all. Wouldn't he be sexy if he did sweat?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Let's point at the person we think is the most sexy," Hobi suggested as the members all pointed and the majority voted for Jin.

"So, Jin it is!" V revealed.

"Look at the camera and do a sexy face," Jungkook requested. Once Jin had a sexy facial expression, Jungkook didn't look too impressed. "You look like an old man,"

Jennie ended up bursting out in laughter, getting playfully hit by Jin.

"How is the stitching going?" Jungkook asked the rapper.

"I'm still stitching," Suga answered.

"Keep on going. The interview will continue. Last subject is tears. We can't pass cry acting when talking about tears," Jungkook said as he thought about how he was able to cry on the spot.

The members went on to discuss who would be able to cry better and Jin, V, and Rapmon were chosen to go up against each other on who would cry first. Jungkook went through the rules as it was Tear Monster vs King of Acting Jin, vs the greatest rival V.

"Get into your acting mode. Ready, start!" Jungkook announced.

'Let's find the best cry-actor of BTS'

Jennie tried her best not to laugh as she watched the boys preparing to cry as she covered her mouth.

"Do you want to sneeze?" Jungkook asked, making Jennie and Hobi laugh.

"Ah-choo?" Rapmon spoke up but Jin immediately started crying and Jennie applauded, praising his efforts.

"Our farewell is coming soon..." Jin started acting as a tear ran down his cheek. "You are asking me how I feel?"

"His tears fell," Rapmon pointed out.

"BTS Jin, you cried in 42 seconds. You are great," Jungkook praised.

'Congratulations! Jin is BTS cry king!'

"I'm done," Suga announced and showed the doll.

'Suga has finished stitching his doll?'

Jungkook laughed as the needle was still pinned to the nose. "Why is the needle still there?"

Jennie, Jin, Hobi, Jimin, and V began laughing, leaning over each other.

"That's a shame. How dare you?" Jennie playfully scolded him. "Doing that to the poor doll, get it out of its nose,"

"That's just cruel," Hobi added.

"Finish it off properly," Jungkook told Suga. "This doll is a gift for THE SHOW viewers. Finish it off completely. That's perfect,"

"You have to tie a knot," Jin reminded.

"I did tie a knot," Suga answered while Jungkook checked the doll thoroughly.

"It's perfectly stitched on. There are more questions. BTS is known as a group with great abilities. Dancing, singing, rap, lyrics, composing multi-talented people. In that sense, let's hear our rappers sing. What's a song when you think about tears? Let's go," Jungkook reported.

"Don't forget!" Suga sang in a high pitched voice, making Jennie cringe and cover her ears with Jin.

"My love. You are inside me!" Hobi joined Suga before they yelled in excitement with Rapmon.

Jennie sat there with Jin, V, and Jimin, glancing at one another, amused.

"Actually, BTS rappers were known for their singing. That was perfect. You are with reporter Kook. Now, the last question for blood, sweat, and tears talk. Who is the most grateful person for BTS?"

"Personally... It makes me teary just thinking about it," Suga spoke up and began to try to stop himself from crying. "Our fans, ARMY,"

"Someone get me tissues please," V said while the rest of the members and him were fake crying.

Jin and Jennie looked amused and sat there, watching their antics.

"Let's do a short video letter to our fans," Jungkook suggested.

'To our grateful people...'

Jimin looked at the camera, staring at it intently.

"He's talking with his eyes," Jungkook looked on.

"Was that telepathy?" Suga asked.

"Thank you all for supporting us always," V spoke.

"Strong power, thank you!" Rapmon said in English, causing everyone to burst out in laughter.

"RM has kindly translated for international ARMY fans," Hobi said. "International fans would be watching this,"

'How kind of RM to go out of his way to translate for international fans.'

"Now Jin," Jungkook pointed out.

"When I look at ARMY, I can feel my heartbeat. It's very heartwarming," he answered.

"Heartbreaker," Rapmon commented, making him laugh.

"Miss Bangtan?" Jungkook smiled, gesturing for her to speak.

"ARMY makes my heart soar. ARMY makes me happy. ARMY gives me strength. I love you," she blew a kiss and repeated her words in English for international fans.

"Can I say something? I'm not too sure if they understood me speaking with eyes," Jimin asked after she was done speaking.

"Yes, go for it," Jungkook replied.

"I was joking before. I thank you all. We will do our best to show great things. Watch out,"

"Thank you for your time. I'm special reporter, BTS Jungkook," he signed off as the members applauded.

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Jennie and Jungkook had a long discussion with Bang PD and the company about figuring out that Dispatch definitely knew about their relationship. There was no way after all this time of these two dating that Dispatch didn't know. And JenKook had been noticing it was like they had been getting watched occasionally and it was probably Dispatch reporters spying on them and taking photos, planning to reveal them as the next New Year's couple.

As a K-Pop fan, Jennie knew all about the craziness in the K-Pop community when it came to Dispatch and their New Year's Couple reveals. But she and Jungkook wanted to take matters into their own hands and beat them to it. So, the company agreed to let them do their thing as it got closer to the end of the year to make the announcement.

What made Jennie's heart soar was how serious Big Hit was about making sure to protect her from any malicious comments or threats since they knew she would be the one to be hit with the most hate out of this reveal. She was ready for it but the fact that the company was serious about protecting her & Jungkook and making sure to blacklist anyone who threatened or disturbed their peace made her feel at ease.

The plan was for Jungkook to make a GCF video of them together to post as well as photos of them while Jennie would also post photos and even a song. Bangtan wanted to write cute messages to tweet as well as post some photos and videos they had taken of the couple throughout their time of dating. Jennie valued how much support and love the boys, staff and all of Big Hit gave her and Jungkook. Things were going to be fine.

"I plan to take a social media break when we reveal our relationship," she told Bang PD. "I just...for my mental health I want to just focus on what is in front of me and take a break. Focus on the tour, our next comeback, and all. When I'm ready to go back to posting on Instagram and Twitter, I will. But consider Twitter and Instagram deleted once I post my piece,"

And he understood and supported her decision. In good spirits, Jennie and Jungkook felt more excited and at ease about planning their relationship reveal.

"Remember, no matter what I will be standing next to you through everything," Jungkook held her hand as he looked at her with a smile.

She nodded and smiled as he brought her hand to his lips to kiss softly. "Always,"

Before leaving the office, Jennie brought up another topic for Bang PD. "I know this is sudden but for our upcoming WINGS tour...um...can the company consider having a tour date in Philadelphia? My hometown? I'd love to perform at home and do something special for it,"

He told her no promises but he would work with the company to see if he could make it happen.

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It was like Jungkook was burning a hole in her back with that unamused stare while they were being filmed for their Halloween 21st Century Girl dance practice. Jen could not stop laughing as she periodically glanced at Jungkook’s excessive glaring.

Reason? Her costume.

She decided to be Captain America after she told him a few days ago that she would be Iron Man. But since he ate the last of her smarties, that’s what he gets. Disappointment. She also wore it to see his priceless reaction. For today, each member wore a costume for the special occasion. Namjoon was Ryan from Kakao Friends, Jin was a cowboy wearing a horse, Suga wore a traditional Hanbok, J-Hope was a skeleton, Jimin was a cabbage, V was Syaoran Li from Cardcaptor Sakura which was the anime he was currently getting Jennie into, and the love of her life, Jungkook, was a bunny.

She thought about Jungkook's reaction to her costume before they started filming.

"Jungkook is going to lose his mind," Taehyung giggled as he walked with Jennie to the practice room.

"Oh, I know. It's going to be hilarious. He gon' learn today not to mess with the last of my favorite candy," she replied as he opened up the door to let her go in first.

As soon as Jungkook turned around, it looked like he was about to go through the 5 stages of grief.

"What the heck happened, Jennie!?" Jungkook exclaimed with a frown when she walked into the practice room with the costume on. He was already wearing his big bunny costume and she tried not to laugh at how cute he looked when angry in the suit. "That's not the costume you said you'd wear!"

"Listen...I know and I'm sorry! I know you wanted Iron Man but...this looked so cool!" she spun around in her costume which looked like the outfit from Winter Soldier. She even had the shield with it.

"I cannot believe you...I feel betrayed. Why would you lie to me? Your own boyfriend? You dare play with my emotions and tell me you're going to dress up as my favorite superhero and you choose the exact opposite? Have you no heart?"

"You are so dramatic," she giggled as the members watched them bicker in amusement.

"ME!? Dramatic?! Honey, you told me you would be Iron Man!"

"I was but you ate the last of my smarties! So I changed my mind."

"I said I was sorry!"

"Sorry doesn't cut it,"

"Oh, so it's like that?"

"Yeah, it's like that,"

"Why you little..." the Golden Maknae glared at her while she smiled innocently.

"Love you~!"

"I love you, too..." he grumbled.

While the rest of the members performed, they noticed his dirty looks while Jen smiled innocently and stuck her tongue out at him. They were just waiting for something to happen as they knew Jungkook’s love for Iron Man and prayed for Jen’s well being. With his big bunny suit, Jungkook deliberately bumped into her, causing her to trip to the floor during the chorus, dropping her shield in the process.

Did he really just make her fall to the floor?

She stared at him in disbelief as he gave her the same innocent smile she had before while the members giggled at what was going on.

"Seriously!? You play too damn much!" she exclaimed.

The staff filming already knew this was going to end up in disaster but kept filming anyway. Jennie got back to her original position to continue dancing, plotting her revenge. He was not going to get away with that. And it’s on camera, too? No way. If ARMY had to see her fall, then Jungkook had to fall, too.

As the song went on, she found an opening and bumped her hip into him, making him stumble. Jungkook retaliated by playfully smacking her arm but then got hit back by her as he lost his footing, tumbling to the floor.

Jimin laughed loudly watching the Golden Maknae roll on the floor, unable to get up while Jen dramatically stomped on him.

The staff members gave up and decided that this would be great blooper footage while the members forgot about the dance and turned their attention to JenKook play fighting.

“Yah! Yah! We’re supposed to be dancing! What is this!?” Hobi laughed and grabbed a hold of Jennie with Yoongi while Namjoon and Taehyung helped Jungkook stand up.

“He hit me first!” she pointed out.

“I did no such thing!” Jungkook exclaimed.

“We’re going to need to film properly from the beginning! We can’t upload our dance practice like this.” the staff members laughed and stopped filming.

Once everyone pulled themselves together, they tried again. Still, in a playful mood, Jennie smacked Jungkook’s bunny head. Having enough, he made her fall to the floor and jumped right on top of her while the members started laughing and yelling, rushing over to break it up again.

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