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okwonyo · 2 months

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when you call them ‘babe’.

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heeseung would smile so widely, happiness filling his body as soon as the words leave the barrier of your lips. a dangerously charming smile drawing on his lips as he leans towards you and admiration growing all over his eyes as he watches your cheeks get redder as he’d get closer, “call me that again, please..” he’d ask you.. you’d, of course, succumb; get ready, he’d ask you to do it over and over again, never seeming like he is getting tired of it.

jongseong would ask you if you need anything immediately after you call him that. being slightly skeptical about your cute smile and weirdly shiny eyes, he’d look at you from up to down with a perplexed expression. “what do you want?” he’d ask with a sigh, acting as if he is annoyed; well, maybe he is, with himself because he knows he can’t refuse you anything— especially if you call him ‘babe’ out of nowhere..

jaeyun would instantly start stupidly giggle. flushed face and beautiful smile showing up, he’d not be able to stop right after the letters of that heavenly pet-name forms on your lips; “me?” he’d bump his shoulder against yours as his smile gets wider, “i’m baby?” you’d give him a knowing look, confirming his question. and, he’d just look so, so cute that you’d be obligated to call him like that everytime you are together.

sunghoon would malfunction immediately, you’d be able to see his mind going worriedly blank and every thought behind his eyes fading out. because.. did the prettiest girl he had ever laid his eyes on, just.. called him ‘baby’ without any warning? you’d have to shake him out of his trance by clapping your hands a few times in front of his face, and even after that; his eyes would still grow wide and a pink taint would slowly appear on his face.. with a slight grin with it as-well.

seonwoo would immediately flush, feeling warm all over his body suddenly— he’d have to hide his face in a way or one another; putting his face in his head or turning his head away so you don’t see his obvious shyness. i mean: if it was over texts, it would be totally okay! he knows how to flirt back and he is far enough from you to not feel too pathetic over his own reactions.. but in real life, it’s totally different. his heart would almost jump off his chest.

jungwon would not let you get away with this in any shape or form. he’d have that stupid smirk you’d want to wipe away from his face— maybe, with a little kiss..— and a arm coming around your shoulder after you, unfortunately, let the word slip out from the barrier of your lips. “did i hear that right?” he’d tease, pulling your side closer to his, “can i call you that aswell or.. do you prefer something cuter like ‘my pretty gi—” you’d push him away before he gets to finish.

riki would absentmindedly go with flow, not even noticing that there is something off, he’d respond with a “how are you, love?” without thinking much about; completely distracted by your heart-throbbing smile. but, after you left and he’d start replaying that interaction in his head with rosy cheeks and a tender smile, like he always does; he’d suddenly realize, utterly shocked on how he didn’t even notice and how your smile can easily distract him..

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norris55s · 16 days

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the summer i turned pretty - charles leclerc & arthur leclerc

a reader x charles leclerc/arthur leclerc love triangle

warnings: intoxicated (but consensual) kissing

a/n: trying out a written piece/smau/texts weird hybrid but it was all i could come up with to get this idea across! i hope you all like it <3 (there will be a part 2)

also this was requested!! i'm so sorry anon i lost the ask but i hope u see it and like it anyways

Day 1

France is a place that isn’t easy to forget, but having lived there your whole life made it seem ordinary. The country that saw me grow up, and that I was glad to call home, failed to impress me every day because I was used to it. The beautiful architecture, history, and tourist attractions weren’t as beautiful to me anymore; it was my day-to-day life.

That wasn’t true for the beach house in Nice. It wasn’t mine, or my family’s, but that place never failed to impress me, even if it was my day-to-day life every summer. The Leclerc summer home was my favorite place on Earth. From its blue and white facade, the soft beige interiors, the pool and beach view, the big dining room, and the incredible company, there’s no place I’d rather be in right now.

“Y/N L/N, you have arrived!” Charles Leclerc, the ultimate reason for this place’s beauty, yelled out to me.

“Charles Leclerc, I have arrived!” I replied blushing, and opening my arms into an embrace. As every time I hugged him, my body relaxed and tensed somehow at the same time, safe and nervous, loved and not loved back. But aren’t all childhood crushes like that?

“I’ve also arrived, pote. If you even care,” my wonderfully annoying older brother, Alexandre, interjected. Charles let me go to greet my brother, and I turned to find the youngest Leclerc, Arthur, on his way to hug me hello.

“Hi, chérie,” he said with a smile on his face, ruffling my hair affectionately.

“Hi, Arthur. Up to no good once again?”

“I’m always up to all good!”

Pascale Leclerc, the boys’ mother, greeted me with cheeks kisses and pinches. Everyone then swarmed my mom, Alice. Sometimes I think my friends love her more than they love me, but that was deserved.

As every year before, everyone finally felt at home. And as every year before, the inaugural pool party started.

“Y/N L/N, will you do me the honor of joining me at the pool?” Charles exaggeratedly held out his hand, as if we were Royals in a ball. Antics that I was happy to oblige with. Too happy for my dignity to recover.

As we made our way inside, and swam a couple laps playing around on who is faster, we wound up floating peacefully on a corner with the sun beginning to set.

“I missed you,” Charles said out of nowhere, making my heart do a somersault.

“I miss you too,” I managed to reply, feeling the blush on my cheeks.

“I want to hear from you more often. I know I’m busy with racing, but I always can make time for you Y/N.”

The thing about unrequited love is any show of affection feels like a marriage proposal. But of course I could not deny his request. He was, above all else, one of my best friends and one that I needed to be there for.

Hervé Leclerc passed away the year before, a couple months after the summer vacation. We didn’t know it would be the last time we spent with him, and I was worried about what this year’s vacation would be like with the boys’ father missing.

“I’m always here for you,” I vowed and he gave me a quick, chaste kiss on my forehead. To make sure I wouldn’t forget my promise.

As I looked at Charles’ glistening face against the darkening sun, I realized we would be okay.

y/ninstagram added to her stories

charles_leclerc added to his stories

Day 2

“Chérie,” was the first voice I heard as I woke up, with Arthur knocking on my door for show and letting himself in.

“Too early,” I whined back and hid under the covers, to have them ripped from me by the guy in my room.

“It’s time for the sunrise beach walk,” he replied and I knew he was right, so I let myself be dragged outside the house. I couldn’t say no, since the sunrise walk at least once during the vacation is also a tradition between Arthur and I.

It was also worth it; we silently agreed for that to be time to catch up, be honest, and be vulnerable ever since we began taking the walks. This one would be particularly hard too.

“I really, really miss my dad,” he said, putting his arm around my shoulders to walk side by side.

I didn’t know how to handle Hervé’s death with the boys.

Enzo was older than me, even beyond his years, and there was nothing I could say that would be wiser, or better than what he had to say.

Arthur was quiet and reasonable, way more accepting of inevitables than me, more useful to himself than me.

Charles was passionate but closed, a master at compartmentalization, never letting me in even if I’d like to.

But Arthur, ever my closest friend, still needed my support.

“I know you do,” I replied softly and squeezed his hand. “It’s only normal, and I’m sorry you’ve been dealt these cards.”

Grief is a strange thing, but on the beach I hoped I let Arthur know that I would always be by his side, and that the sun will always rise again for him. With his steady breathing while leaning on me as we sat on the sand, I knew he understood.

arthur_leclerc added to his stories

y/ninstagram added to her stories

Day 3

y/ninstagram added to her stories

ameliedeveraux20 added to her stories

This was the third year Arthur and I were invited to parties that Alexandre and Charles went to. The promotion from little siblings to cool siblings opened up a new world in Nice. Especially one where I could ignore my schoolgirl crush on Charles through alcohol.

So I happily got ready, into a pink summer dress and into the car that would drive us all to an even bigger house filled with a bunch of privileged European kids ready to drink the night away.

The first drink came from Antoine, who sadly had a beautiful girl around his arms that indicated he wouldn’t be a good distraction. The second one came from Amelie, my Nice girlfriend, who was happy as ever to see me and catch up with me before she also found an arm candy and promptly left. The third one was on me, as I was forced to stare at Charles making out with a girl I learned was named Charlotte.

After that, I stopped counting and kept drinking, joining the dance floor to enjoy the numb feeling in my face, the new found careless attitude, and the music blasting in my ears.

Before I could process it, Arthur was in front of me, the blush on his face indicating he was also intoxicated. What started as a normal jumping around like one does at a party, progressed to a point where his hands were on my waist and my hands were on his neck.

I couldn’t even recognize the song anymore, too entranced on the way his eyes were on mine. There were no words, as was usual between him and I. We just knew.

I wouldn’t take the first step, but he would. Arthur’s lips met mine in a strong, messy kiss. I didn’t pull away. I did want it. And it wasn’t scary.

When we stopped to take a breath, I realized I wanted to kiss him again. As I was leaning in, taking the initiative myself now, another force pulled me away.

I walked by inertia, trying not to fall down in following who was leading me away from the crowd. When I looked up, I recognized it to be Charles.

I couldn’t breathe from the adrenaline of the kiss I just shared, but also from the touch of Charles’ hand on mine, even if it was to take me out of the party.

My reaction was all too slow, finally starting to protest.

“What are you doing? Let me go,” I defensively said, snatching my hand away from his. The butterflies didn’t leave anyways.

“You’re drunk, let’s go home,” Charles coldly replied and held my hand again on his way to the car.

“Why would I want to go home? I’m having fun,” I continued to protest and he continued to pay me no mind.

As he put me inside the vehicle, despite my clumsy attempts to fight it, and slammed the door, I continued to think about what this could possibly be about. Where was Charlotte? Where was Arthur? What was happening?

My head spun and he got in the driver’s seat, turning the ignition on.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“You’re drunk. You don’t kiss people when you’re drunk.”

“That makes no sense.”

“You don’t kiss people you haven’t kissed sober.”

“Its Arthur!”

“Exactly!”

The back and forth continued all the way to the house, my thoughts sobering up with every passing moment.

“If you don’t want me to be with your brother because you don’t think I’m good enough, that’s really not your choice,” I told him decisively, crossing my arms and pouting like a child throwing a tantrum.

That was the only explanation for what Charles just did. He didn’t think a Leclerc should be with someone like me, and was doing everything he could to prevent it.

When he started laughing, I wasn’t so convinced anymore.

“What’s so funny?”

“You have no idea what you’re talking about. I just made the biggest scene out of jealousy, and you’re saying I don’t think you’re good enough.”

Time froze and my mouth went dry. The confession made its way through my entire bloodstream, replacing the alcohol effects with pure shock. My head was spinning for entirely different reasons, and my brain couldn’t bring the words out. What would I even say?

I opened my mouth but nothing came out, and Charles put his face on his hands in frustration, before leaving the car. I still could only think what is happening?

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definitelynotafurinasimp · 3 months

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Them with a reader that worships another Archon

characters: Venti / Zhongli / Ei / Furina x gn!reader (separate)

warnings: none

a/n: Didn't write for Ei in a long time... not to mention Zhongli and Venti, so if I got some of their personality traits wrong, I'm sorry.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Venti

“Let’s hope you’re not made out of sugar, or else we’re gonna have a tiny problem”, the Bard joked once he took a glance out of the window, the heavy rain and thunder that had come seemingly out of nowhere difficult to notice, even for the drunken inhabitants of Angel’s Share.

“Rain’s a nuisance at best, I’ll be fine”, your response lacked any signs of the usual annoyance people would feel in this situation, whether it was the alcohol or your attitude towards rain that made you seem almost relaxed was up for debate however.

Just as the words had left your mouth, a giant lightning caused the room to light up, soon followed by a deafening thunder, earning you a grin that spoke more than a thousand words. “Still only a nuisance?”

“Sure, the Raiden Shogun will protect me from the lightning”, came your dry response, causing the bard’s ears to perk up. Truth be told, he couldn’t care less about whatever god you were worshiping, forcing people’s hands or getting grumpy over their decisions was hardly the God of Freedom’s modus operandi. Although this did open up a whole new conversation topic.

“Want me to pass your mighty Raiden Shogun a message the next time I see her?”, Venti offered with a smirk, drawing a laugh out of you almost instantly.

“Yeah, sure Venti. I have no doubt you’d be able to play your way into an audience with her, especially since the last time you stepped foot into Inazuma went so swimmingly”, you jokingly responded, waving goodbye before readying yourself to run back home through the rain.

Zhongli

There was neither law nor contract that obliged the citizens of Liyue to worship Rex Lapis. Sure, the Archon might have been the city's patron god and had descended each year to give instructions and advice, but who’s name spilled out of its citizens' lips during their prayer was none of Zhongli’s business.

And yet, when he heard a particular name slip out of your mouth, the Archon couldn’t help but furrow his eyebrows for the briefest of moments.

“Thank Barbatos, I was starting to think I’d never find it”, you let out a relieved sigh once your eyes finally spotted the pin on the floor, glistening as if it was calling out for its owner before quickly finding itself stuck onto your coat once again, your lips forming a small smile.

“Hmm? Is something the matter?”, you once again turned towards Zhongli, not missing the conflicted expression that had since long been replaced by his usual smile.

“Not at all. I was simply surprised for a moment, Barbatos Worshippers in Liyue are pretty scarce after all, although there’s certainly nothing wrong with having another Archon as one’s Deity.” His explanation was enough to satisfy you, as your conversation quickly shifted back to the previous topic. And yet the scene remained on his mind for quite a while.

Let’s hope you and your god’s paths never converged… for your faith’s sake.

Hearing you mumble another Archon’s name in your brief prayer before eating caused Ei’s hand to freeze just close to her mouth, leaving the small sweet hovering in front of her face as her eyes remained fixed on you, the silence gradually causing your face to turn all shades of red as you tried to hide your tenseness behind a polite smile.

“I didn’t know you worshiped Rex Lapis”, Ei stated, her tone coming out more accusatory than she ever intended, causing a small apology to follow shortly after, bringing the tension of the room down significantly.

Humans were entitled to their own decisions, and yet hearing you worship another god left a… bitter taste in her mouth. Especially since she wasn’t sure whether or not it had to do with her or was totally unrelated, the thought that you liked another Archon more than her filling her with jealousy, no matter how ridiculous she knew the whole situation to be.

“My family originally came from Liyue, so praying to Rex Lapis before meals is somewhat of a tradition for me… even if I don’t worship him on many other occasions”, you explained sincerely, remembering scenes of sharing meals with your family as a small smile made its way onto your face.

Whether it was because of your explanation or the gentle expression on your face, but whatever semblance of jealousy Ei felt within her swiftly melted away, her shoulders relaxing before she finally took a bite of the food in front of her, the corners of her lips rising when you did the same.

Furina

Truth be told, when Furina heard another Archon’s name come out of your mouth she felt a wave of relief wash over her. The last thing she wanted was for you to put her on a pedestal, no matter how attention-seeking she could be from time to time. And while she couldn’t blame those still seeing her as their Archon, considering how she had played the role for generations, she wished for your relationship to be one of equals instead of a god and her worshiper.

“Ah, I guess praying to another Archon in front of a former one is a bit rude. I’m sorry-”, you rushed to form an apology once you noticed Furina’s silence, your face growing red in embarrassment and shame before being cut off by her.

“It’s fine, I’m not as vain as to feel slighted by such a non-issue”, she lifted her hand before waving you off, a smirk on her lips as she thought of what to say next. “I am no longer an Archon after all, so having people worship the grass the Archon ‘Focalors’ walks on would only serve as a distraction from how mesmerizing the great Furina is.”

A chuckle from you was all it took to bring her back down from her ego-trip, your smile quickly spreading over to her, and before she knew it, she was snickering herself.

“Alright, let’s get the great Furina a dessert as reward for her inexhaustible modesty.”

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lyneira · 1 year

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♡ mwah! ♡

-> how would the twst boys react if you gave them a peck on the lips out of nowhere?

slightly suggestive at a certain part, otherwise, it's mostly fluff as usual!

Asks why

Vil, Jack, Jade, Lilia, Epel

They're not upset or anything, they're simply curious. What's up? Did you want something? What's with the sudden affection? Are you looking for attention? If so, why didn't you say so? He'd gladly give it. There will be some differences behind the nature of their questions though.

Some of them might be genuinely curious and would like to know what's earning them such affection from you (This would apply to Jack and Epel)

The others will use it as a way to tease you. They'll cheekily ask, "aw, does my sweet y/n want attention? come here", and they'll either give you more smooches or make you work for it, all depending on their mood 😌 (This would apply to Vil, Jade, and Lilia)

Gives you MANY kisses

LEONA, Malleus, FLOYD, Jamil, Che'nya

If you give him a kiss and expect to easily leave without a word, you're terribly wrong. You think you can do something like that and try to escape? Tsk tsk.

Before you can try to retreat, he'll pull you onto his lap and begin kissing you all over, muttering things like "if you're gonna kiss me, do it right". He's 'upset' that you think one small peck was gonna satisfy him, especially since you've interrupted him to do so. Now you have to deal with the consequences. You'll be given the most passionate kisses everywhere and anywhere 😏😘

*.exe has stopped working*

Deuce, IDIA, Silver

Congrats! You've broken them!

You know how the prince had woken up Sleeping Beauty with a kiss? Well you have successfully done the opposite because now these boys can't move a muscle! Their burning cheeks and bewildered stare at you is enough to tell you how much they're freaking out inside.

'WHYDIDTHEYDOTHAT? OHMYGOSHTHEIRLIPS WERESOSOFT Y/N,AREYOUTRYINGTOKILLME?!?'

It's not like you two haven't kissed before, but bear with them, they're just not used to sudden gestures of affection. The best they can do is hug you and hide their flushed face in the softness of your bosom. Pet their head, hold em tight, and they'll melt even further, mumbling a soft,"I love you"

Calls you adorable and gives you a big kiss

Kalim, Ruggie, Cater, Neige, Trey, Rook

These guys will feel the warmth you've put into that kiss and will give it right back. He finds it extremely endearing of you to be so affectionate!

In general, there would almost be a competition of affection between you two. You'll do something sweet and in turn, he'll do something sweet right back. Whether it's through more spontaneous kisses, hugs, or encouraging words, he's not going to allow you to upstage him, he loves you too much

"What was that for?! ...please do it again"

Azul, Riddle, Sebek, Ace, Rollo

Will get flustered once you catch him off guard by bestowing your lips upon his. He'll complain at first like, "I'm busy" or "don't distract me". However, you'll notice that even after a couple of minutes, his blush still hasn't left his cheeks and then he'll finally turn to you, revealing the pleading look in his eyes, "y/n...please do it again". Of course you oblige. How can you resist? He rarely showed this side of him after all.

You can also take this opportunity to tease him a little, but don't overdo it! (or else you'll never be seeing this adorable side of him again) And ensure to make up for your teasing by giving him all the smooches and love he deserves afterwards!

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aewinty · 8 months

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The way you heal me

Wednesday Addams x fem reader

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Part 1

You stormed out of Wednesday and Enid’s dorm, footsteps leaving a trail of desolation in his wake. If your tears weren’t flowing before, they definitely were now. You swung open the door to your dorm, quietly hoping your room safe wasn’t around to see you in your current state. Your request was fulfilled as she was nowhere in sight.

Flinging yourself on your bed was a bad idea - Wednesday’s scent still lingered on the sheets from the night before; a thought that urged more tears to spill. A quiet knock resounded from the door; one in which you ignored. If they really needed you they could send you a voice message on your phone. But they never left - the knocks persisted as you attempted to block out the noise with music in the background.

Grumbling, you stood up and pulled the door open to reveal Enid Sinclair. She gave you a look of pity when she saw your disheveled state before asking “can I come in?”. Wordlessly nodding, you opened the door a bit wider so she could slip in. You sat back down at your bed, hearing the door click before the soft padding of socks came towards you. You were grateful Enid sat right next to you as you opted to lean your head on her shoulder.

A couple of deafening minutes passed before Enid spoke up “Sooo.. what happened back there?”.

She could feel you physically stiffen before groaning. You picked at the skin near your fingernails, not feeling the need to answer her question at the moment.

“You don’t have to tell me Y/n; whatever you feel comfortable with saying is fine.”

You stayed quiet for a bit before speaking up, voice rasping as you did so. “I was just trying to get her to take a break Enid.”

“I understand that Y/n; Wednesday can always be a little stubborn.”

“She said it like I was pathetic for caring about her health.”You spat out the word while grimacing.

Enid sighed, grabbing your arm to make you look at her. “Listen, Wednesday doesn’t think you’re pathetic and you should be the first person to know so. I’ve seen the way she looks at you - like you’re the star of the world. So, instead of subjecting yourself to these deteriorating thoughts, how about we talk about how she shows she loves you?”

You seemed to contemplate her idea prior to obliging.

“She does this thing when I’m upset with something - like she kisses my ring finger to comfort me I don’t know how to explain”

“Great! So how does that make you feel?”

“Like I’m the only one she looks at” You say, cringing at your words.

“Because you are she only looks at you and when you enter, she stares at you like you’re the only one in the world. It’s kinda creepy to be honest..”

“Enid she also looks at you, Yoko and Bianca I’m not the only person she knows.”

“Okay but I swear she looks at you differently like I’m being real here she looks at everyone else the same but with you it’s not the same. And you’re her girlfriend for crying out loud!”

You chuckle a bit before frowning right after. “Then why did she..”

“Y/n it could be from the stress, the pressure, or even in the spur of the moment! I don’t know, but I definitely know that she didn’t mean it. Wednesday would never say that without a reason. She even tells me you’re the love of her life; the one that keeps her going. But enough of that - how else do you know she loves you?

“Well she also calls me Y/n/n but don’t tell her cause she will get mad..”

The night was full of laughter with a few breakdowns before turning right back up with the faint music playing from the disc in your room.

—

When you woke up Enid was nowhere to be found. You laid in bed, staring at the ceiling for a few solid minutes bracing yourself for the pounding headache you had.

Not feeling up for classes, you sent your friends a quick text telling them to tell the teacher that you would be absent. Finding yourself unable to lull yourself back to sleep, you settled for a cup of coffee and a random romcom you and Wednesday would never live in.

—

Wednesday’s book thudded on the table while she sat down in her seat beside Xavier.

“What has you so worked up??” He said while staring at Wednesday.

“Nothing that concerns you.” Wednesday responded, eyes never peeling from the door.

“Erm..okay” he said, diverting his attention away.

Wednesday’s eyes stared at the door in hopes of you to turn up.

Yoko came in

Then Bianca

Then Enid

Then Ms. Thornhill

Maybe you were just late? She thought

But you never showed up - you didn’t even attend your club with Eugene where you two would crack random bee jokes.

“Where’s Y/n?” Wednesday asked Enid.

“Probably at her dorm sobbing her eyes out because of something YOU blew up at her for.” Enid snapped at her

“I didn’t mean to hurt her”

“I had to stay with her all night while she cried her eyes out thinking you hated her for caring about you.”

Wednesday paused for a moment. “Is she okay?” She asked in an unusually quiet voice.

“I don’t know Wednesday you should ask her not me. Look, I know you don’t hate her but you have to apologize because right now she fully believed you loath her so you have to clear that up with Y/n - not me.”

Wednesday gave Enid a silent nod before pulling on her shoes to rush towards your dorm.

—

Your roommate shot Wednesday a weird glance when she entered your dorm room. “What are you doing here?”

With a quick glance, Wednesday could tell you weren’t there so she had no choice but to converse with your roommate. “Do you know where Y/n is?”

“Umm can you tell me why you are here first?”

“No.”

“Then no I don’t know where Y/n is.”

“Tell me”

“No.”

“Okay. Fine. I need to apologize to her for something.”

“THE Wednesday Addams apologizing? Never would’ve guessed.”

Wednesday rolled her eyes before asking “Can you tell me where she is now?”

“She’s right there” Your roommate said while pointing at the door Wednesday came in a few seconds prior.

Sure enough, you were standing there, eyes narrowed at Wednesday.

“Hey..?” You said slowly setting your drink down on your desk. You shot your roommate a look telling her to get out, which she did at that.

Wednesday watched you sit down at your bed, eyes staring intently at you.

“So..” You started

“I would like to apologize.”

“Oh.”

“I apologize. Can you forgive me?”

Knowing Wednesday had trouble expressing her emotions, you pushed on.

“Can you tell me why you’re apologizing?”

“I apologize for implying you were a burden to me.”

“And?”

“And I apologize for spouting that you weren’t able to assist me. I understand you care for my mental stability and insinuating that you would oppress me in the future was discourteous. Although I previously inferred you wouldn’t be a big presence in my future, I would like to retract those words. These past few hours have been displeasing without you - something I would normally crave for, but without you, that feeling is nothing to me.”

“Do you know how that made me feel?”

Wednesday grimaced. “It made you feel unhappy.”

“Not only did it make me feel unhappy Wednesday. It made me feel inferior. I understand that the Hyde case puts a lot of pressure on you but you can’t take that out on me. I’m similar to you. I get frustrated. I get stressed, but I don’t take it out on other people especially you. In the future, if you are uncomfortable with what I’m doing, you can just tell me and I will stop. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable with me.”

“It’s not that you made me uncomfortable. I presume the stress buildup caused me to lose my temper. For that, I apologize.”

“Wednesday you don’t have to apologize. Feeling stress is normal and you unconsciously get it. I understand that you didn’t know how to relieve it.”

Wednesday just gave you a ridged nod at that.

“Wednesday come here.”

She strides towards you until she stood in-front of you. You pulled her down into an embrace. Wednesday’s hands hung stiffly around your torso but not quite touching it. You chuckled at that.

“You know you can touch me I’m your girlfriend.”

At that, her hands rested at your waist. Your head buried itself into her neck, leaving a chaste kiss on the skin there. You pulled back, hands still intertwined behind her neck.

“I love you. Do you know that?”

“Yes.”

You pulled her chin towards you, giving her a quick peck on her lips.

“Say it back Wends”

“I love you too.” Wednesday muttered, pale cheeks growing into a dark red color.

You smiled, pulling her back into a heart searing kiss, sealing the emotions drawn from today behind you as a memory of strengthening your relationship.

A/n

Woo part two to The way you hurt me!! How did you like it?? Honestly idk if I do the comforting//apologizing part correctly/well bc I’m not really good with apologizing either. I also hope I portrayed each character accurately

If there are any mistakes in my writing please msg me or cmt it down - this is not reread at all

Always happy for constructive criticism!

Again thank you for reading and thank you for the notes on my last post!

#wednsday addams #jenna ortega #wednesday addams x reader #wednesday #fem reader #jenna ortega x fem!reader #jenna ortega x you #jenna ortega x reader #wednesday addams x female reader #enid sinclair #emma myers #female #female reader #x you #jenna x reader

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mayolive-writes · 9 months

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Ease Your Mind | Jungkook

Part One of the Seven Series: Seven Masterlist

Title: Monday - Ease Your Mind

Pairing: idol!jungkook x AFAB reader

Summary: Jungkook is finally coming home after a long tour. Work has been fun and fulfilling, but there’s no place like home. After being deprived of your attention for so long, He knows exactly how he wants to spend the week ahead.

Wordcount: 1128

Genre: Fluff, smut, pwp, established relationship

Warnings below the line, minors DNI

Warnings: fluffy hours bro, soft/slow sex, protected sex, vaginal penetration, they are both kinda subby, pet names (bun, koo, hon/honey), very brief overstimulation, jk is Clingy™️, if I missed anything, let me know and ill add it!

Notes: It took me a bit to determine how I wanted this to play out and what I wanted their dynamic to be like. Like I already said, they’re both kinda subby in this one, not enough people explore subxsub dynamics smh. But that won’t be the case for the whole series. I attempted to proofread but cannot promise perfection. Feel free to comment/reblog/like, I love getting feedback! And if you would like to be added to the taglist just leave a comment :)

Enjoy!!

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The days leading up to Jungkook’s return seemed to stretch beyond time, but it all becomes worth it as you count down the seconds, watching people exit from the terminal, eagerly waiting. You ease your weight from foot to foot, an eagle eye watching.

It takes a few more minutes, but eventually you’re forcing down the urge to yell out his name as you see him emerge. Attention is the last thing he wants after a long plane ride. Instead, you discreetly make your way to eachother before quietly embracing. Your heart doesn’t soar, but rather fills with relief and comfort, absorbing the warmth that you missed so much. His arms wrap tightly around you, and you regain a sense of safety you didn’t realize was missing. Although you might never get used to Jungkook leaving, you’ll always be ready for his return.

Most of Jungkook’s face is obscured by a dark mask and wide bucket hat, but looking up you see his eyes watering, folded into crescents from the smile beneath his mask. Tears fill your eyes, and you squeeze him tighter. Not a word has been spoken yet, but it isn’t necessary.

You sit down in your car, drained from the long morning, relieved but tired. Jungkook grabs hold of your hand once more.

“How was the plane, Bun?” The only response Jungkook gives is to rest his head against the seat and release a long, exhausted sigh. You squeeze his hand, gently caressing the skin that you haven’t felt in months, but that still feels familiar and soft.

You drive home in effortless silence. In the passenger seat, you hear Jungkook dozing off, his head knocking against the window once or twice during the ride. Before waking him up, you watch his peaceful sleeping face, his lips parted lightly, breath low, and the crease between his eyebrows nowhere to be seen.

As you finally walk through the front door, Jungkook falls against you once more, hugging you close.

“I missed you.”

The soft background noise of the TV rouses you. Through bleary senses you feel Jungkook’s warm breath on your skin, feel him huddled close to you, and smell the peachy shampoo on his hair. It wasn’t a surprise to you when Jungkook said that before doing anything else, he wanted to simply lay with you on the couch, and watch something mindless. It was always his first request coming home from a tour. Each time, you would oblige.

You carefully shift towards the TV to occupy yourself while Jungkook continues to sleep. Time passes slowly in his arms, warm and secure.

Through the window, you watch as the sun sets, and the sky darkens with gray clouds. As the clouds stir, so too does Jungkook. It’s gradual, the way he awakes. A few grumbles, a bit of stretching, and a couple yawns later his eyes are open, and you feel them fixed on the back of your head. You adjust your position once more to meet his gaze and are quickly absorbed. His eyes look brighter, if not a bit foggy, after a much-needed nap; their gaze soft and tranquil.

Jungkook whispers, “Hon, I’m gonna be honest,” you nod, “I really, really need you right now.”

Oh.

Oh…

There’s an immediate shift in the air around you as your heart races. It doesn’t take long before he presses you gently into the couch and captures your lips.

Jungkook speaks with increasing desperation between each soft kiss, “missed you,” kiss, “want you,” kiss, “need you” kiss, “please, please—”

He whines quietly, and you allow yourself to get lost in his desperation, “need you too, Bun.”

Inching his hands beneath your hoodie, Jungkook revels in your soft skin that he spent months pining to feel beneath his fingertips again. You squeeze him closer, tugging at the roots of his hair when his lips attach to the crook of your neck. He steals this moment to suck a deep mark into the warm skin, easing the sting with a swipe of his tongue.

He doesn’t stop.

With swift movements, he removes your hoodie to uncover more skin. Or, to him, a wider canvas. One by one, bruises bloom along you. Neck, collarbones, chest. Wherever they can reach, he lets his lips touch. Jungkook ends up towering over you, the look in his eyes a crossroads between adoration and desire. He meets his forehead to yours, heat radiating off his body, “haven’t had you in so long…”

“Well, you have me now.”

“Never wanna leave you again,” He breathes you in, and you feel his hips rut into you.

No amount of over-the-phone intimacy could make up for the months spent apart from you. It’s no surprise that it takes little to no time before Jungkook is easing himself into your folds, face buried in your neck, uncontrollable whimpers escaping the both of you.

He works slowly for both your sakes, cautious in his movements, barley able to control himself. One hand holds your waist as the other intertwines with your fingers, his grip unbreakable. The way he slides through your walls with ease, gently rocking in and out as he desperately holds onto you makes your brain go numb. You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him tighter, needing more.

“H-honey, I don’t think I’ll l-last long.” He whines in your ear and his prediction is correct, only a few more thrusts cause him to break. Despite him coming, however, he doesn’t stop, “M-more, need more.”

“Keep going, Koo, please keep going—” You softly beg, “

His thrusts are faster and deeper now, fueled by need and desperation. “Oh, god, you feel so good” Jungkook cries.

“I’m so close, please, please—” you feel yourself become feverish as your high approaches, hands grasping at Jungkook’s back, the graze of your nails causing him to groan in pleasure. Your back arches, a final stifled moan escaping your throat. But still, Jungkook continues to drive his cock into you. The overstimulation makes you whine and squirm, gasping for relief. Gradually the feeling gives way to pleasure once more. Your limbs feel weak, your brain lost but begging for more until you’re both whimpering against eachother.

Countless minutes pass as you and Jungkook cling to eachother, refusing to let go. His hands stroke up and down your body, and in return, your fingers brush through his hair. Rain patters against the window, creating a lull.

You mumble, “feel better?”

“Much better, baby.”

“We should shower, Bun.”

Jungkook snuggled in closer, “don’t wanna”

“Too bad, so sad. Promise I’ll wash your hair.”

He raises his head from your chest, showing off his puppy eyes, “Really?”

The week ahead promises to be tiring, but it’s good to be home.

Taglist: @alpha-mommy69 @jkslaugh97 @eyesforjungkook @skzthinker @sporadicarcadebanana @kookswifesblog @hipeople123456-blog

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victoirey · 1 year

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hi!! would you be able to do a tsu’tey x fem! dreamwalker reader? i always think about that scene where neytiri cradles human jake in her arms as he’s “dying” and it’s just so sweet. would you be able to do something similar but with the reader and tsu’tey? like she’s a dreamwalker with the avatar program (maybe a teacher? idk!) and she met tsu’tey and like fell in love with him so he is just absolutely frantic when he thinks she’s going to die. (let’s just pretend he didn’t die LMFAO) thank u!!!! ❤️❤️❤️

♡. "I see you." —

synopsis / tsu'tey is yours.

gn!avatar!reader | wopwop👍🏻 reader is kind of in distress right now since unlike jake they do not know the way of battle and are actually a scientist NOT a marine @kiiyevame hi. so I heard you liked tsu'tey

tags : @bo0p0918 @somerandomweeb2 @loaqi @mylovelo-ak

zdinarsk was a stubborn fucker.

it's what she was built to be‐ stubborn and strong. her punches were known to cause immediate knock outs — her kicks broke ribs, her forehead was so hard that when slammed onto another person's forehead— they'd lose half of their braincells. a knife was more than just a weapon in her hands, it was a scythe. every reaper needed a scythe. zdinarsk? brought death wherever she went.

you just hoped she didn't bring it to you.

"come out, come out wherever the fuck you are, you fuckin bitch —" zdinarsk sneered, knife in her hands and held in such a murderous way. you had to hold in a whimper at that. god, this woman is terrifying. "you fuckin' slashed me. seemed a bit freaked out when ya did, though. you new to killing? let me give you some pointers!" she said, feigning kindness. "number one, hold yer blade like a banana." she started, and you could hear her footsteps getting closer and closer. "number two, be smart. find a good hiding spot if ye don't wanna get caught. dumbass bitch..." she muttered, and you swear you're seven seconds away from dying right now.

your eyes don't hover from the lab, because although you can only see it from the corner of your eye— you can see it. that's enough. that's hope.

a knife is slammed into your avatar's leg—you cry in pain. and you run.

you run straight to nowhere , you run to the trees and their embrace and you hope that she won't see you. you can hear zdinarsk calling for backup, and you can hear the march. their march of fuckin' absolute death.

you are screwed.

you are so, so screwed.

you jump through the forests— your leg aching with every step you take, and yet you run. you run for yourself, you run for jake, for neytiri, for mo'at, saeyla, ka'ani, for all the friends you made on pandora — who taught you everything you needed to know in order to truly be one of the people. you fought and you are still fighting for them, because as you run, you escape from every marine's clutches while sabotaging their tech and stealing their weaponry— because you've always had good hands. it's best those hands do what they're meant to do. there is a sharp pain that grows each step , and it has been growing ever since you sped away from zdinarsk— but still.

you run.

if not for yourself, then for him.

"FLY!" you commanded your ikran, and it obliged. way too quickly— as you screamed, the ikran accelerating at ... unbelievable heights; neytiri & jake watched in amusement. tsu'tey, however, observed you carefully. he watched as you slowly adapted — and he watched your terrified face turn into a happy one. your smile was big— your laugh was absolutely melodic. your laugh, oh— your laugh. tsu'tey couldn't get enough of it.

"join them." neytiri pushed tsu'tey, recently snapped out of his trance— "it is expected, you are their teacher." she said, and tsu'tey agreed. not because it was expected— because he got to look at you. he called for his ikran and bolted for you. he couldn't help this feeling he felt— because of you, a dreamwalker. a dreamwalker so stupid he was positive your brain was made of viperwolf shit mushed into one big miserable dough. a dreamwalker who, slowly but surely, got him to open up. a dreamwalker who ...

who was kind.

"HOLY SHIT!" you yowled, a phrase you'd seem to have adapted in your time here on pandora. you steered your ikran left, and then right— and then left again, laughing as you took ahold of the ropes and for once, were positive to say you knew how to do this. which is weird because pandora is a place full of things you don't know. you don't want to think about that. you continue to fuck around with your ikran— who seems to have grown accustomed to the name "susan." you don't know whether you should name her that or not, but it seems appropriate.

"well done!" a voice applauds, and you almost fall off your ikran— only for you to realize, oh, it's tsu'tey. "not bad." he said, you smiled at him. "I made ya proud!" you exclaimed, he can only close his eyes and nod. your eyes, however, went as wide as saucers— jaw dropped. "I made ya proud?!" you repeated, "I made ya proud!" tsu'tey nods once again— his ikran steering left as yours followed. almost like your ikran knew you'd follow tsu'tey.

now, & to the ends of the earth.

"now that you are omaticaya, y/n.. you may make your bow from the wood of the hometree." tsu'tey explained, as he laid with you on the tallest mountain you could find— you stared at the stars, he stared at you. "really?" you asked, "really." tsu'tey confirmed. "you are also eligible to find yourself a mate." he added, "really?" you asked again, in awe, and he sighed— "really." he confirmed. you giggled, you had always been passionate about love afterall.

"y/n."

"hm?"

"who are you interested in?"

what a strange question from such a stoic man. very straightforward, you thought. who were you interested in? him , of course. it had always been him. it will only ever be him. tsu'tey, tsu'tey, tsu'tey.

"tsu'tey." you muttered, nonchalantly. to that, he got up immediately— caught off guard. you did too, except instead of being caught off guard— you were absolutely horrified. you had just admitted you were interested in the greatest warrior of the omaticaya clan. infront of him.

'that's another type of insanity, y/n' you thought, 'that's another type of insanity.'

tsu'tey could only stare at you aghast, both at your boldness and the fact that — that was the push he really needed. to realize he loved you too.

"you have chosen me?" he asks,

you sigh, and with nothing to lose, you nod.

"tsu'tey, I have chosen you."

his breath hitches, and he nods— taking in the information before he leans in closer, and you see in his eyes a galaxy— a galaxy so full of life— and his hands make their way to your waist and they're calloused and rough except what else do you expect? tsu'tey protects this clan. tsu'tey is a defender.

and as tsu'tey looks down on you, mouth parting to deliver words you've been aching to hear for centuries —

"y/n, I have chosen you."

tsu'tey is yours.

your lips lock and you feel your knees go weak, your skin melting from how hot it was suddenly getting. tsu'tey was the one who pulled away, it seemed. yet, you can't get enough — you kiss him again, and again, and again– and he has to place a hand on your chest to stop you, in order to do what he has to do. he delicately pulls his tswin , holding it out— and you do the same. you steer your tswins, closer and closer until finally —

they connect.

they connect and suddenly, you're overwhelmed with so many senses and feelings and thoughts and you can't help but shiver— your hands twitching, your pupils dilating— you gasp at the sudden sensation. you need to get your hands on tsu'tey— anywhere, anyhow. just now.

tsu'tey isn't being much calmer, naturally. his hands are balled into fists— nails digging into the palm because he's afraid if he tries to make contact with you without grounding himself, he'll break you. it isn't hard to accept the fact that you are meant to be, at this point. tsu'tey wants to feel you. tsu'tey wants to know what it's like to be trapped inside of your heart. he wants to know, if he were to show you all of him— would you feel this way too?

as his lips align with yours — you know you are fated.

your reminiscing has seemed to have halted.

zdinarsk corners you, wainfleet and walker at her side. you hiss as you ready your knife – zdinarsk prepares to taze you, it is a duel at this point. who attacks who first? who ends victorious?

it wasn't your lucky day.

in mere seconds your avatar is splayed on the soil of Pandora— next to the lab. near a certain warrior, who seems very busy fighting off sky demons right about now. zdinarsk looks at your knocked out avatar self, and she snickers.

then an arrow goes through her head.

tsu'tey immediately flees to the scene, "Y/N!" he calls for you, and yet there is no answer. he shakes you as hard as he can, crying your name out — desperation seeping in as he prays, and as you fade in and out of consciousness, you can only point to the lab— so near and yet so far. "...lab." you mutter, " I am there. " tsu'tey looks confused. you ... are on the verge of clocking out. "go, tsu'tey. go."

then everything fades to black, and your back in the pod and suddenly it's just so hard to breathe and you can barely speak and the sirens are so loud and you're getting ... you're getting overwhelmed. everything is a bit tripper today. your eyes see nothing but rainbow color objects. you fall off your pod as you cough, reaching for the oxygen mask— except you can't. you're too weak. it's been more than 10 seconds and you can barely breathe. everything is going so much faster, right now.

It is in these seconds , you experience your life.

tsu'tey is in most of your memories. it is always him, only him. first meeting him, taming a direhorse with his help, slowly getting used to the na'vi lifestyle, flying on your ikran, falling off a tree, waking up next to him on that mountain, everything. in all your memories , he is featured.

you wouldn't have it any other way.

a slab of blue appears as your vision blurs.

"y/n?!" it calls. the voice is wary, hoarse & a voice cracking was undeniable–

tsu'tey.

that's tsu'tey.

he was horrified. he had just got you, and now he was seconds away from losing you— it's enough to make him tear up at the thought. "no, no, no —" he muttered, eyes panicky. "no! no! ma y/n! ma y/n!"

"ma y/n!" he yelled once more, then— picking you up along with the emergency oxygen mask. he placed it on your face and you could swear you heard a whimper come out of his throat at your state— you jolted out of your trance, twisting the gears of the mask — oxygen flowing into your body as you coughed violently after such long exposure to the air. "ma y/n..." he said, his voice soft. "you are safe?" he had asked then— and you nodded.

it is only then tsu'tey fully processes your human form. it is small, very small. you also seem to be very soft. your eyes are different color, and yet your features are still similar to the you he knew— and even with this little you, whose not what he expected to fall in love with, he still loves you. "tsu'tey?" you refer to him, noticing he is far too spaced out. in response, he leans closer to you and placed his forehead as close as he can to yours. you giggle— "I see you." it comes off as more than a greeting, it comes off as a profession of love. tsu'tey responds,

"I see you."

#tsu'tey x reader #jake sully #neytiri #norm spellman #avatar 2009 x reader #zdinarsk #atwow #atwow x reader #tsu'tey te rongloa ateyitan #avatar tsu'tey #tsu'tey #avatar 2009 #james cameron avatar #avatar 2 x reader

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kurogane2512 · 5 months

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KURO!!! That one post you did about Chameleon (table fucking one 👀) got me feeling some type of way 😩. Would it be alright if i ask for a fic for it? Love all your works btw 🙏🙏

Oh boy this is really late but yes I wanted to write this for so long as well!!😩😩

post being referred to here

18+ CONTENT

Game: Path to Nowhere

Characters: Chameleon x gn!reader (reader has a cock)

Type: Smut (creampie, table sex, semi-public sex)

You didn't like attending official gatherings but as the Chief of MBCC you were obliged to attend a few, especially when your boss from 9th Agency would force you to attend. Here you sat on an empty table in the corner with a drink in hand and watched the influential people from Eastside indulge in their empty flattery and facades.

"Oh my, didn't expect to see my lovely Chief here~"

A familiar sultry voice spoke to you and you looked to the right to see one of your Sinners walk in. It was Chameleon, what was she doing here?

".....That should be my line, Chameleon."

"Hehe~ I see. So, she didn't inform you about me."

"You mean Langley? Ah, now it makes sense why she called you away these days. She didn't state any reason in the notice and I didn't bother delving further."

"Is that so? Were you happy to have me away from the Bureau? Have some of your burdens eased?~"

"It's not like that..... I just figured she needed you for some interrogations and I don't exactly have the authority to ask what she does."

Chameleon smirked then walked closed to you and leaned on the table, "Well, you aren't wrong about that. I was indeed called to investigate and interrogate some people. This party is also included in the mission."

"I see...." You hummed then discreetly trailed your gaze over Chameleon’s clothes, she was wearing a rather provocative dress that you had never seen on her before. A black skintight dress clinging to her curves with a netted embroidered top and a long skirt having a thigh high slit on the right and fur extensions on her sleeves. Her shining light brown hair were tied in a low slightly messy yet elegant bun, the strands pinned with a silver clutch and her signature red lipstick completed her stunning look.

"Ahem, Chief...." Chameleon called out causing you to snap out of your thoughts as she leaned near your ear to whisper, ".....Your thoughts are rather loud, Chief. Do you need some help to calm down?~"

Your eyes widened in shock realizing what she was implying. You didn't realize when your simple glance turned into staring, and when your appreciation for her appearance turned into sinful and downright unspeakable debauchery. And of course, she was well aware of them. You clearly let your guard down, and she was going to make full use of it. She sneakily moved her hand towards your crotch and palmed your semi hard erection, earning a low and stifled groan from you.

"C-Chameleon, not here. This isn't the place for it...."

"Relax, Chief. I can assure we are perfectly well hidden, and I won't let your dignity be exposed here~"

You swallowed thickly when suddenly she removed her hand and right then someone came to your table asking to take the chair in front of you away, you were going to deny but Chameleon acted faster and let them take it followed by her moving in front of you and sitting on your lap. Oh, this sly woman.

"How cozy, Chief. I feel your lap is much more comfortable than the chairs~"

Your face turned redder feeling her rub against your erection. On top of that, you didn't see earlier but her dress was backless..... her fair and smooth back was completely exposed to you, so much so that you found it hard to control your urges now. Chameleon glanced over her shoulder and could easily tell your flustered state, she was having so much fun with this. She sneakily grinded on your lap more and you had to keep her in place with your arms but that didn't help much.

"Chameleon, don't.... Anyone could see- ngh~"

"I'm sure you know how to keep quiet, Chief~"

You gritted your teeth and held her closely by wrapping your arms around her waist, your face was buried in her back and you hesitantly placed small kisses on her skin. She didn't expect that but was more than willing to do more, she looped her right arm around your head and pulled you even closer letting you nuzzle into her neck and place more kisses.

"Hmm.... you look beautiful. Why didn't you show me this dress earlier?" you whispered in her ear, continuing to lick and suck on her skin.

"Mmm.... there was no occasion to~"

"Yet you wore it here despite not knowing I would be attending. Or perhaps...." you paused then suddenly pulled her closer and snaked your left arm under her breast to cup it, "....You knew I would be here all along, didn't you?"

Chameleon softly sighed and arched into you, tilting her head back to lay on you shoulder while you toyed with her breast, "Mhm~ What makes you think I'd wear it for you? I think you are overestimating yourself, Chief~"

"There's nobody else in this party deserving to be your toy. You must have seen the guest list through Langley's subordinates and planned this."

"Hmm, I wouldn't say so. I did come across a few interesting people earlier; I would have chosen one of them easily~"

She was making you annoyed intentionally, you knew how much she wanted this.

"Yet none of them would satisfy you the way I do. Don't forget you are my Sinner, Chameleon."

Chameleon smirked; her provocation was working so well.

"Heh~ Just your Sinner, Chief? Is that all we are?~"

"You know what I want, but you don't want it. If this is how you want things to continue then I won't change it."

You bounced her on your lap slightly making her gasp in surprise and hold on to the table in front for support, giving you the opportunity to lean close and kiss her bare back more.

"Mmm.... becoming bold, aren't you, Chief? Do you want to do everything here in public? I don't mind, you did choose a convenient spot to sit in. Not to mention, if all things fail then I can make it seem that they never saw anything~"

"Hmph, why did I expect better from you?"

You let go of your hold around her and sat back in a normal position, she chuckled then stood up from your lap and rubbed your erection more before leaning near your ear to whisper, "Aww, don't be upset, Chief. I know a place where you can do whatever you want~"

You glared at her then she grabbed your wrist and both of you hastily yet discreetly made your way over to an empty conference room that was surprisingly unlocked and had no security around. There was a long table in the center with office chairs placed around it and a small couch in one corner, you assumed it was used for a meeting earlier that day and left to be locked after the party.

You watched Chameleon leisurely walk up to the long table and lean on it facing you before beckoning you to come closer. You gritted your teeth then swiftly walked towards her and pinned her on the edge, picking her by her left thigh and slotting yourself between her legs. She sighed and rested back comfortably, wrapping her left arm around your neck and leaning on the table with her right.

"So impatient, Chief. I know what you wanted to do the moment you saw me, it's commendable how much you held back up till now~"

"Your provocations are useless, Chameleon. Both of us know each other's thoughts well, you can't hypnotize me anymore and my shackles detect your power which lets me peer into your mind as well. I know you were aware I would be coming, and you wore this intentionally just for me~"

Chameleon softly chuckled then sneakily moved her hand towards your bulge and rubbed it then unzipped your pants, "Fine, you win, Chief. You should know I wouldn't dress this way just for anybody, you are the only one~"

You smirked then pulled her closer making your throbbing cock rub between her thighs, she sighed and wrapped her legs around you and directed your head on her breasts as well. Your hands caressed her exposed upper back while your lips placed kisses on her chest before removing the clothing from her breasts to suck on her hardened nipples.

"Mhm!~ C-Chief...." Chameleon moaned in a low voice before her hands fiddled to unbutton your pants and take out your cock, she pumped it a few times while you kneaded and pinched her breasts before swiftly turning her over, her back facing you now. You pushed her down on the table and flipped her dress up her ass then slid down her panties and rubbed your fingers over her folds.

"Hmph, you are the impatient one here, Chameleon. You are practically dripping~"

You leaned on her back and licked and sucked on her skin while fingering her folds, gathering up her slick and thrusting in and out a little to make her wet. She moaned so lovingly, her soothing voice filling your ears showing you how much she liked this.

"Oh, come on, Chief. Don't waste time now, you aren't better off yourself!~"

Making Chameleon desperate was a rare feat, but it was all the more rewarding to see her that way. The woman who thinks she has everyone in control becoming needy for you because she cannot control you- it turns on both of you to no extent. You finally lined up your cockhead with her cunt and slowly pushed in, both of you gasping together at the sensation then you sheathed in one go and hilted to the base.

A breathless moan left her mouth the moment you penetrated her, her body convulsing from the stimulation. Her walls immediately tightened and held onto your cock in a deathly grip, the feeling making you groan and slowly rut into her. You hissed through gritted teeth and began to thrust, grabbing her hips and pushing into her with all might. Her moans gradually turned louder as you pounded faster and harder, the sound of your skin slapping against her ass resounding in the room as well.

"Fuck.... you are squeezing me so tight. You wanted this more than I, didn't you?~" you questioned while continuing to thrust, earning a low chuckle from her.

"You want me to say it, Chief? You aren't satisfied with this?~" Chameleon looked over her shoulder and pouted mischievously; oh, how much you wanted to make her go crazy now. But she wasn't going to let you do as you pleased so easily; even if she couldn't hypnotize you like before, she still knew how to wrap you around her finger.

She pushed herself up on her elbows then suddenly thrusted back into you, your cock hit her deepest part yet and your eyes almost rolled to the back of your head. She smirked and did the same movement more, taking away control from you as you could only hold onto her hips and try to match her thrusts.

"Ngh.... you....why are you like this, Chameleon- haaahn~"

"Oh, but you love it, don't you, Chief?~

You gritted then held her waist firmly and stopped her movements then slammed into her deeply at once, a loud gasp followed by whimpers spilled from her lips as you drilled deep and fast. You squeezed and kneaded her butt then suddenly turned her over and hiked her up in your embrace. She wrapped her arms around your neck and you both lovingly gazed at each other before she moved in to passionately kiss you, taking you by surprise.

You kissed back passionately as well, your tongues moving in sync and tasting each other hungrily. You placed her on the table again and held her legs up to your shoulders then resumed thrusting into her, the sound of squelching and skin slapping became even louder than before. You gazed at her pleasured state beneath you, her breasts jiggling with every motion and her walls clenching around you.

Suddenly, a knock was heard on the door followed by someone speaking and asking if anyone was inside since the door was locked from inside. You had ensured to lock it the moment you came in but didn't think someone would come before you would be done, you thought this would be a quick encounter but you both had no idea how long you had been at it.

"Shit, they can't open the door from outside.... How will we explain?" you said in a tense voice as you stopped thrusting into her, and she didn't like that. She sat up and embraced you by wrapping her arms and legs around you then snuggling into your neck to whisper, "D-Don't stop, Chief. Answer him.... use your authority~"

"W-What?! Are you crazy? What do you expect me to say to explain why I'm here with you in a locked room all away from the party?"

"Mmm, I don't know. You could just say you are doing some work and don't want to be disturbed~"

You sighed then nodded, "Fine, then you better be quiet."

She nodded as well before gasping out in shock as you suddenly started pounding once again, more knocks and questions were heard from the door and she held you tightly then bit your shoulder to stifle her voice while you finally answered.

"It's the Chief of Minos! I'm sorry, I'm doing some urgent work and don't want to be disturbed- hnng~"

You hissed and desperately tried to hold your voice in the end from the pain of being bitten by Chameleon, the 2 men at the door apologized and left soon after then Chameleon released her biting as well and you both giggled at each other.

"Impressive, Chief. Look at you lying away just to have sex with me~"

"You speak as if you wouldn't do the same~"

Chameleon grinned then rested herself on the table by stabilising her body with her arms, signaling you to continue like before. And you did, but even harder this time. You held her waist and drilled like an animal in heat, both of you approaching your orgasms rapidly. The thrill of being almost caught definitely made you both more sensitive, you had felt her walls tighten around you more the moment the knocks came.

How cute. So, even Chameleon could be caught off-guard despite keeping her usual calm facade and acting as if she can control everything. You were going to have so much fun with her for the rest of the night.

"Aaaan~ Chief.... come on.... cum in me~ You want to, don't you! I know it, so give it to me!~"

"Take it! I'll fill you up so well!~"

You rutted a few more times then released your hot and thick cum inside her and soon after, she too released on your cock. Her body arched in your embrace feeling your cum seep inside and coat her walls alongside her own orgasm overwhelming her. You both laid panting for a while but continued not long after as she pushed on a chair and straddled your lap before taking your cock in deeply and riding you.

#path to nowhere #ptn chameleon #ptn x reader #ptn smut #chameleon #chameleon x reader #ptn chameleon x reader

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her-favorite · 1 year

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hii i <3 ur work!! could you please write a james march fluff pls!! thanks so much babe

thank you so much!! I absolutely love getting requests 🤭

VALENTINES DAY

James Patrick March x F!Ghost!Reader

Summary: I thought why not make it some Valentines Day fluff since it’s coming up soon!

Warnings: fluff, fluff, fluff

a/n: i am fucking IN LOVE with james, so im so so happy to be getting requests for him 🤭 he’s definitely in my top 3 ahs evan characters

You walked into your and James’ shared suite, taking off your heels and setting down your accessories on the table by the entrance. You called out for your husband, James nowhere to be found.

You heard shuffling in the bathroom, making your way over to see what the noise was. The closer you got, you heard the bathtub running and light illuminating from under the door. You twisted the doorknob, pushing it open, only to freeze in your place.

The space around the top of the bathtub was littered with candles, red rose petals scattered around the floor and some swimming around in the water. You looked up at the figure who had stopped moving in the corner.

“Dearest, you’re back!” James’ raspy voice was loud enough to echo through the room. “Cleopatra had went on and on about the day of Valentine’s and I thought to show you my never ending love for you, my dear.” He walked over to you, resting his hands on your hips. Yours moved up his arms, circling around his neck.

“You didn’t have to do this, James. It’s too much-“ He cut you off with a tsk.

“Nonsense, this day is about you, my love.” He took his hands away and made his way back over to the bath. He started unbuttoning his blazer, rolling it off his shoulders and folding it on the counter. Once he got rid of the rest of his clothing, he held his hand out for you. “Come on, darling, join me.”

You stripped your clothes, letting them fall to the cold floor. You took his hand as he helped you into the tub. You leaned forward to let him sit behind you. He pulled you up on his lap, wrapping his arms around your bare waist. You rested your head against his chest, feeling the way it moved up and down as he breathed.

“You are absolutely striking, dear. The moment you stepped into this hotel in ‘26,” he sighed on delight. “I was absolutely struck with your beauty. You, Mrs. March, are the absolute best thing to happen to me. You are the most ravishing woman to step onto this godawful earth.” His hands moved up to smooth over the water and bubbles on your arms. He pressed kisses to your wet shoulders, leading up to your neck. You sighed in content, letting your head rest back against his shoulder. “Ease yourself, dear, let me take care of you.” He whispered in your ear, pressing a kiss to it.

Once James was done washing you off, you dried yourself with a towel as James went out into the suite with just some boxers and a robe that hung off his shoulders.

You tied a red silk robe around your body, tying the knot tight. Your hair was dry enough because most of it wasn’t placed in the water. “Sweetheart, where did you go?” You say loud enough for anyone in the room to hear. You step outside of the bathroom doorway, leaning against the side as you looked around for your husband.

Your eyes stopped once they landed on his broad shoulders, his arm reaching out to pull the lever for the gramophone to work. It played soft, classical music through the tube, filling the empty space in the room.

“Ah, dear,” He turned around and walked over to you. He put his hand out for you to grab and kissed your knuckles when you obliged. You smiled at his politeness, your smile being reciprocated by your husband.

He put one hand on your waist and held the other that was already holding your hand. You put your hand on his shoulder, slowly moving up to cup the side of his neck. Your thumb rubbed back and forth, slowly relaxing the both of you.

James started to rock back and forth at a slow pace, leaning down to rest his forehead against yours. You smiled in content, moving your body with his. Your breathing was even, your shoulders were relaxed, your jaw was unclenched. You’ve never felt so relaxed before, until now. James always had an affect on you, but tonight was different. Tonight was about comfort, about ease, to unwind.

“You’re radiant when you’re happy, dearest.” James broke the beautiful silence (with the exception of the hum of the music). “This exact moment reminds me of our first dance, back in ‘27.” He reminisces, closing his eyes as if he was imagining it. Your smile gets wider, watching your husband open his eyes again and make eye contact with you. He has a warm smile before he leans down and presses his lips against yours. It was sweet, loving. It felt like being wrapped in hug, the warmth of it making you feel safe.

When you both pulled away, James took his hands away and moved them to cup your face. “You, darling, are the most enticing woman. As soon as I laid my eyes on you the day of the opening of this dear Hotel, I knew that I had to have you. Everything about you is absolutely captivating and it captures my attention in mere seconds. Everything that you are.. is everything that I could’ve asked for in a lover. You are my goddess and I truly worship the ground that you walk on, my dear.”

The water in your eyes threatened to spill over and once it did, James immediately caught it with his thumb.

“Oh, dearest, do not cry. I didn’t mean to upset you-“ You kissed him, cutting him off. He paused for a second, before quickly returning it. You both had to break apart when you both started smiling widely.

“I love you, James.” You whisper to him, your faces just inches apart.

“I love you more, my dear Y/N.”

#barrysbrock #evan peters #evan peters smut #evan peters x y/n #evan peters x reader #evan peters imagine #evan peters fluff #james patrick march x reader #james patrick march #evan peters x you #tate langdon x reader #kit walker x you #jpm x reader #james march x reader #james patrick march smut #james march smut #kit walker x reader #kyle spencer x reader #kendras stories

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dazais-guardian-angel · 8 months

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Chapter 110 is 13 pages long welcome to hell!!! so in a lot of ways this is just more fuel for a theory that I've had for a few weeks now, that's only gotten stronger with each recent season 5 episode, which is that the last episode of the season is gonna end on 110, and that Asagiri/Harukawa and Bones have been collaborating to make this happen, specifically because it's a major turning point that would be the only good place to end the season on.

When we started getting especially long chapters again (like from 25-35ish pages, with the exception of 107.5, the last two being some of the longest we've ever had), at first I just assumed that Asagiri/Harukawa got freed up from some other obligations they'd been having to cause the extremely short/half chapters, like promotional stuff for the anime/Beast movie, or working on light novels. But then 109 happened, with the "supposed" death of Dazai, and heavy emphasis at the end on how literally everyone is at their lowest point right now, and I got to thinking. 11 episodes is a strangely specific number for an anime season -- why not 12, or 13, or even 10, like you'd usually see? Why have we gotten suddenly gotten two 35 page chapters out of nowhere, that's almost unheard of at this point? They're both beautiful chapters, don't get me wrong (as always), and maybe A/H simply just didn't want to cut them in halves because they felt like the full emotional impact wouldn't hit/that there were no good cutoff points in them, but you can't deny that it's surprising, after all the shorter chapters we've been getting. Why has the anime been going at such insanely breakneck pacing for the most part ever since around the Sunday Tragedy chapters, even more so than it has in the past? So much so that it feels dangerously close to overtaking the manga?

Well, maybe, just maybe, it's because..... Asagiri decided a long time ago that whatever happens in 110 is the only point that feels "season finale"-worthy enough, in an arc that still isn't anywhere close to being completely wrapped up, and so both the manga and the anime have been specifically coordinated to reach that part within 2 and a half weeks of each other?

I've seen a lot of people now think season 5 will end with 109, and as much as my sadistic side would find that hilarious, I honestly don't think they'd do that and realistically don't want it to happen; it'd be so cruel to cliffhanger the anime for years like that, and just doesn't feel like a season cliffhanger BSD would do, a series that is ultimately hopeful and uplifting. Seasons 2 and 3 had a positive, conclusive ending; the only reasons seasons 1 and 4 didn't was because they're technically not really full seasons of their own, and are more like the first cour of another "season" that also came out that same year (seasons 1 and 2 both aired in 2016, so they're more like one big season, and seasons 4 and 5 have both aired this year, so they're also more like one big season, again taking into account how episodes 12 and 50 are not satisfying finales like episodes 24, 37, and hypothetically, 61, are). I really can't see season 5 ending with Dazai and Fukuzawa's supposed deaths, Sigma being unconscious and maybe close to death, Atsushi being vulnerable and limbless again, everyone we love still vampires, and the entire world being basically doomed; that's just too depressing and not like BSD at all. However, having said that, if it doesn't end there, there really isn't any good place to end the season before that, either, that feels in any way satisfying or like a finale at all. And so, to me, that only leaves after 109: chapter 110.

I think things are really gonna turn around next chapter. Like I said, everyone is at their lowest point right now, it cannot possibly get any worse, the framing of Dazai, Fukuzawa, and sskk at the end of 109 is telling us that; this is the time for the heroes to finally start winning again, with Aya being so close to pulling out the sword, and for all the thematic reasons other people have talked about to death that I don't need to go into here again. This upcoming chapter being so short again makes a part of me wary of 110 being "the one", so to speak, I won't lie, but at the same time, it's very possible that it needs to be that short because that's all the final episode of the season will be able to reasonably fit in, since it's already gonna be VERY close if they do make it all the way to 109. And at the end of the day, I don't doubt at all that Asagiri and Harukawa can make these the most monumental and game-changing mere 13 pages ever if they wanted to; a chapter does not at all need to be extremely long in order to be an important and impactful one, even if short ones we've gotten in the past haven't felt the most important.

An additional thought I've had, though this is much more crack territory than all this already is, is that since we know from Anime Expo that a Stormbringer movie at some point is highly likely (judging from Asagiri's reaction when someone brought it up), it's possible that chapter 110 and thus the final episode will involve the long-anticipated return of Verlaine and/or Adam, or at least some other major reference to Stormbringer, that would naturally and smoothly lead into a Stormbringer movie to explain things to people who haven't read the novel. It would make a lot of sense, especially since the s4 OP has the Old World sign behind Chuuya, which might be a hint that this has been in the works ever since seasons 4/5 were first in planning with Asagiri. We also know that Dazai and Chuuya's voice actors apparently struggled to record their lines together this season, which probably relates to 101 and possibly 109, but it could be 110 too.... I could be very wrong, as I'm no expert on this kind of thing, but I kinda doubt they would bring Chuuya's actor in for just the vampire growls, and Asagiri placing heavy emphasis on Chuuya's importance this season in that one interview gives me the impression that he's talking about much more than just 101/109. But that's the least solid evidence I have, that's just mostly based on vibes I get.

So basically, I think a lot of factors -- the unusual episode count, how close the anime is to catching up to the manga with three whole episodes left, the seemingly arbitrary recent chapter lengths, and the climactic events of 109 -- can tell us that 110 might be a very, VERY big deal. Again, there's of course no way this arc is anywhere near close to being finished, with so much left to address and resolve, but since it is currently incomplete in the manga, unlike the previously adapted arcs, if the anime was going to adapt it at all, they'd have to find a place that feels satisfying enough to end this season, knowing there won't be more anime for a long time after this, and so I think they specifically planned for that, from both Bones' and A/H's sides. 10 episodes might not have been enough to reach that point, but 12 or 13 might have been too many it wouldn't have been if Bones actually decided to slow down and let the story breathe the way it needs to, but this post isn't meant to criticize the anime, so maybe 11 was just right. And maybe Asagiri and Harukawa specifically pushed to make recent chapters longer than usual, in order to make sure that the manga reached the story content in 110 the monthly release right before season 5 was to end.

Is this just copium? Absolutely. Am I going to look like an absolute clown in two days when this post ages like milk? Probably. But the evidence is There, so let me just enjoy my delusions until Sunday, okay 🥂🫡

#bungou stray dogs #seriously call me a clown and point and laugh at me if I'm proven wrong all you want #but I really feel like there's solid evidence for this #either s5 isn't gonna reach 109 at all (but I seriously cannot fathom where you would want to stop before then) or they'll go beyond it #if they really do end it with 109....... well i'll give Bones kudos for having the balls to do that ig lol #maybe i'm underestimating (overestimating???) them idk #also just to clarify I don't wanna make it sound like I think Asagiri let the anime/Bones dictate the manga's pacing #like I'm sure these were his/their (him and Harukawa's) own decisions first and foremost #not that (if this theory is true) the anime had a major impact on how the chapters were split and that it-#-would have been extremely different otherwise #i'm pretty confident in that Asagiri does not do anything with BSD he isn't comfortable with #and he doesn't let anyone tell him how to write his story #I just feel like he worked with Bones to make this near-simultaneous release happen #BUT if this is the case I don't feel like it had any major effect on the writing/final product that is the manga #like the last handful of chapters have been so incredible #so I at least am still perfectly happy lol #(i mean i'm devastated and a nervous wreck but u know 🫡 in a good way lmao)#anyway 110 in two days please let this theory be true because I need some fucking hope already #please let Oda show up as Dazai's guardian angel to help (see what I did there-)#it would be the perfect way to end the collective season that is 4/5 with s4 beginning with Oda and now ending with Oda #Asagiri are you reading me are you picking up what I'm putting down please please a ghost Oda is long overdue please-#Oda Verlaine Adam just GIVE ME SOMEONE ALREADY 😭😭😭#MAYBE EVEN A TASTE OF THE FYODOR BACKSTORY TO TIE INTO HIM BEING IN ANIME UNTOLD ORIGINS. THE POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS

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Flufftober Day: "4+1"

Pairing: Sirius Black x animagus!Hufflepuff!reader

Summary: 4 times the marauders saw a big white dog plus the time they "adopted" it.

Word count: 1 282

Warnings: none, just fluff

Author's note: English is not my first langage, so please be mindful. Also, do not hesitate to tell me if there is any mistakes, i'll rectify it.

Author's feelings: I like the begining, i like the ending less. i might try to re-write it once the flufftober is over.

(Image found on google, credits to the original artist)

The first time the marauders met the dog was during a full moon. They were out during the night to go to the Shrieking Shack but Remus’ transformation appeared earlier and he shifted in the middle of the woods. It was a very difficult full moon that night, the three other men struggled to keep the wolf in the forest and not wandering outside towards the school or the villages. Peter had yet to transform, he was scared of the wolf he had to admit. It was comprehensible, when a full grown were-wolf is charging at you, you either run and die or are paralysed by fear and die. Luckily, a bark that didn’t sound like Sirius’ pulled him out of his paralysis just in time for him to shift in his rat form and dodge the wolf’s paw swing. It was now that a big white dog came out of nowhere, took Wormtail in its mouth and ran probably the fastest it could away from the wolf. The rat squeaked when he felt the teeth around his smaller form but realized the dog was still mindful to not squeeze too tight to hurt him. The dog finally released the rat a few meters away from the wolf who fortunately didn’t chase after them. Sirius went to check on his friend scared the dog was ill-intentioned but found it gently releasing the small animal and booped it with its nose as if to ask if he was alright.

After this, the unfamiliar dog ended up helping them during the whole duration of the full moon’s effect on Remus. The dog left before the sun rise, much to Sirius’ chagrin who would have liked to spend more time with a fellow dog.

“Mate, stop mopping, you’ll meet this dog again.” James tried to cheer him up later the next with a slap on the shoulder.

And he did meet the dog again. Around a month later. It was snowing heavily on the ground of Hogwarts and the marauders decided to have some fun and pull pranks in the snow when, at some point, Sirius heard a bark in the distance. He turned to his friends who heard it as well and, when they nodded, he sprinted to a secluded era and shifted in a dog, following a scent in the snow to find a white dog, the same white dog, playing in the snow as well. It was playfully growling and biting the snow when he arrived. He approached carefully when the other dog noticed his presence, head low but tail wagging gently to show he wanted to play. The white dog got into a play stance, head on the ground, butt in the air, tail wagging left and right and Sirius mimicked. The other dog jumped at him, biting his ear playfully and the two dogs started to play-fight. It lasted a while, until the two dogs were lying on the ground, paws in the air and tongues lolling out of their mouths. Sirius wondered if he should risk his new dog friendship and decided to roll on his side and shift back in his human form once the dog was looking at him. He saw the momentary shock on the dog’s face before he was the one surprised when the white dog also shifted to a human form. What was his surprise to see, in the place the dog once was lying in, the cute Hufflepuff he talked and joked with when they walked into each other in the hallways. They laughed it off and continued to lay on the ground for a while again, this time as humans, talking and laughing with each other.

“Shift back.” they had asked at some point.

Sirius was confused but obliged, seeing them do the same short after. The white dog slapped its paw on Sirius’ side, leaving snow paw print on the black fur. The dog then booped its nose against the side of his muzzle before leaving, strutting happily and disappearing behind the castle. Sirius was sure in this instant they had just flirted with him and quite literally marked him as theirs. At least, it was what he now firmly believed as he returned to his friends, doing a show of parading with the paw print in front of them. Today he did not just win a never ending list of teasing puns, he also got a situation-ship with another animagus, and by the little show he did, earned them a new nickname: “Snowpaw”.

The third time the marauders saw the white dog, was one evening when they were all in their dorm room. Well everyone except Sirius who claimed had some business he needed to do. So when James saw by the window his friend, in his dog form, running towards the lake where the white dog was waiting for him, he gasped dramatically. The noise attracted the other two boys who where quick to gather at the window to see a black dog and a white one sitting by each other on the lake shore, their tails on top of the other’s.

“-He didn’t tell us he had a date!” James voice was so high pitched with excitement, it could shatter glass.

“-Probably because he knows we will tease him for having a date with a dog.” Remus deadpanned.

“-I am the only one who realized this dog acts like Padfoot? Maybe its an animagus too.” Peter suggested, leaving the two other stunned. “I’m just saying.”

The last time they saw this, now, familiar dog was when Sirius dragged his three friend out of their shared room one day. It had taken some time for Sirius to convince Y/N to meet his friends. They were important to him and he wanted his lover and his friends to get together. However, Y/N wanted to take things slow, after all they only had been dating for a little over 3 weeks now and didn’t feel ready to talk to Sirius’ friends by fear of saying something to upset them. Even if Sirius reassured multiple times that they couldn’t say anything to upset them, Y/N was still adamant. So settle on meeting the friends in their animagi forms. When James, Remus and Peter got to where Y/N and Sirius were waiting for them, they were confused to see the white dog and Sirius waiting by its side in his human form. He quickly explained the situation and soon, his friends smiled wide, shifting into their animagi except for Remus who couldn’t but he was happy to just sit in the grass and enjoy the company of his friends.

It took Y/N some time to announce to Sirius’ friends who they were and that they were dating him, but they didn’t regretted it. It was nice to be part of a group now and to have someone who shares the same experiences as you. The relationship lasted long, very long, even after Hogwarts. It wasn’t a surprise when James took the mic at Sirius and Y/N’s wedding, doing his best man’s speech.

“-I have to say, I still feel betrayed that you didn’t tell me first you were dating someone, Sirius. I expected better from you.” he shook his head in disappointment. “Y/N I am very happy to have you, officially, in the family. Is this an adoption? It’s an adoption right?” people laughed at that, included the married couple.

“-You can count it as such, if you want, James.” Y/N went along.

“-Good. We are waiting for puppies now.” He said last then took his place back behind Sirius who had a hard time controlling his blush and laughter.

#sirius black x reader #fluff #flufftober #flufftober 2023 #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #peter pettigrew #marauders #non binary character #nonbinary

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avocado-writing · 7 months

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Hello! May i please request a Crowley x Reader where they have a crush on each other but they’re both so oblivious to the other’s feelings… (they make it very painful for Aziraphale some days lmao)

Now here is the plot twist : the angel and the demon switched bodies - like they did in the last episode of S1 - but reader isn’t aware of that, so they come up to ‘Aziraphale’ (or so they believe) talking about Crowley and how “he will never return their feelings”

When they find out that the one they’ve been complaining to is no one other than Crowley himself, they feel so embarrassed but even if he teases them at first, he is quick to reassure them and tell them he feels the same?

Thank you!! :)

notes: my friend M did a very funny react when she beta’d this fic and im including at the end

pairing: Crowley x reader

rating: T

“Ugh,” you announce as you walk out of the torrent and in through the door of the bookshop. Aziraphale glances up from his book and sees you dripping wet.

“Oh, raining, is it?”

“Gosh, you must be re-reading the Sherlock Holmes novels, Aziraphale, you’re ever so insightful,” you say, rolling your eyes. You don’t mean it spitefully, though. You get on rather well with Aziraphale and some gentle ribbing is an intrinsic part of that friendship.

He helps you off with your coat and hangs it on the rack. You rub your arms to warm yourself up.

“Would you like a blanket? Cup of tea?”

“Ooh, I’d murder a cuppa,” you confess. Aziraphale obliges and heads into the kitchen, and soon you hear the kettle sing. You watch the rain hit the window and travel down, rather glad you’re not outside in it any more, and call out:

“Crowley here today?”

“Hmm? Oh, no. He’s off tempting someone somewhere, I should imagine.”

Your heart sinks a bit, but that’s alright. It’s not like seeing Crowley is your favourite part of the week.

“Why do you ask?” Aziraphale asks, popping his head out of the kitchen.

“About?”

“Crowley.”

“Oh, don’t make me say it,” you beg. He knows you’ve been lugging around a crush for that demon for yonks now, and he never gets tired of teasing you about it. You don’t want this to be a repeat of that conversation. Not when you’ve been trudging through the rain for the last twenty minutes, you can’t be arsed.

“Say what?”

“Aziraphale…”

“No, go on.”

You furrow your brow. There’s a strange, intense energy to the angel that you’ve not seen before. It’s quite unlike him. And yet you find yourself opening your mouth and once again confessing:

“What, that I’ve had a massive crush on him for ages, and he has no idea? That’s what you want me to repeat, so you can make fun of me?”

Aziraphale stares.

“What?”

“You’re being weird, Aziraphale.”

Aziraphale comes closer, still solemn. You want to take a step back but you’re by the window.

“Say it again.”

“Aziraphale?”

“Please.”

There’s something in his voice, something desperate, and it makes you comply.

“I fancy Crowley.”

And suddenly Aziraphale’s mouth is on yours. He has a hand either side of your face and his lips are firm and insistent. You’re so utterly baffled all you can do is stand there, baffled. This has come out of nowhere.

By the time you have your senses about you he’s pulled back, swiping a thumb across your cheek and staring into your eyes.

“What?” is all you can manage. Aziraphale seems to notice something and glances at himself.

“Oh, right. Sorry.”

And with a glimmer, it’s Crowley standing before you.

This only serves to make you more confused.

“What?!” you say once more, with feeling. Crowley grins sheepishly.

“The angel told me. I didn’t believe him when he said it at first, and he told me you’d never confess yourself… so he suggested a swap.”

Things fall into place. Yes. They told you they’ve done this before. You never thought you’d be on the receiving end.

“You cheeky bastard!” you snap, thumping his chest.

“Oh! Ow, what was that for?”

“I can’t believe you’d play a trick on me! I look like an idiot!”

“You look like an idiot? I’m the one who didn’t realise I’d made it seem like your friend had made a pass at you.”

You pause in your tirade.

“You meant to make a pass at me?”

“Well I didn’t kiss you for no reason did I?”

You consider this and suddenly all the anger leaves you. You deflate under Crowley’s touch, which you realise he still has on you.

“We’re idiots, aren’t we?” you ask quietly. Crowley shrugs.

“Maybe. But then I’d be an idiot who wants to kiss you again.”

“I think that would be quite alright with me, actually.”

He does.

“Oh, Crowley?”

“Mmm?”

“Never do that switcheroo thing again.”

“Cross my heart.”

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hyperfixatedfandomer · 1 year

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12am incoherent Spider rant incoming:

The fact that a huge portion of Spider fans sympathise with him because they had similar family experiences in life is low-key making me feel kinda weird about people who hate him. Like let us recap the events real quick-

Like why do you hate a kid who did more to keep the Na’vi safe than Jake through the entire movie? “They’re after us” ok? This is not just about you dumbass it’s a whole-ass war, the RDA will still want to find the rest of your tribe because they want to ERADICATE your people 😐 the fact that it took him MONTHS to realise that running will not save anyone is 😬 (though I can get behind it bc family and all)

How is it that a goddamn 16 year old was the one who carried the good guy team??? 😐😐😐 he saved tribes from getting murdered, like literally, Tonowari said that no one had died, WONDER WHY???? DO Y’ALL THINK QUARITCH WAS NICE OUTTA NOWHERE???

And then he sunk a ship. HE SUNK A SHIP BY HIMSELF????

AND THEN HE INDIRECTLY SAVED KIRIS AND JAKE’S LIFE????

“He backstabbed them” I know you’re not blaming him for it when Neytiri exists 🧍 bestie outright REFUSED to help a literal child and didn’t bat an eye when he got captured. I can get behind her putting a knife to his throat in a rush of emotion but to very clearly ABANDON him? Fuck off. If her active decision to leave him behind didn’t turn into the reef Na’vi’s literal saving grace I’d be hating on her so actively.

“He saved his homocidal dad after he promised to murder his family” first of all the Sullys NEVER adopted him and it’s made abundantly clear. You sound like a gaslighter when you use that rhetoric. 😐📸

And secondly — HELL YEAH HE DID???? I would too if I was him and so would you and so would we all because Miles is the first grown up who GAVE A SHIT. MILES GENUINELY CARED. “It’s morally wrong” NO CAP 😀😀😀 NO ONE SAYS IT WAS RIGHT BUT THE KID HAD A SPLIT SECOND TO MAKE A DECISION AND HE CHOSE NOT TO BE A MURDERER.

You know what else is morally wrong tbw? Neglecting a child for 16 years.

“B-but they had no obligation to take care of a human kid—” cry me a fucking river 😐 what they want or not doesn’t fucking matter when we are talking about the mental health of an actual living breathing being. They ALL (the scientists, the Sullys and even the mf McKoskers or whatever the hell their last name is) were morally obligated to give that kid the best they could to ensure that he wouldn’t turn out like his father BECAUSE THEY’RE ADULTS.

The fact that their collective neglect DIDN’T blow up in their face is a pure miracle. Thant kid had every right to turn evil and burn the village that rejected him to feel it’s warmth but he DID NOT. In fact he is so goddamn kind and compassionate that he sees good even in a piece of shit monster like Quaritch.

It’s mind-blowing when we consider the lack of parental love and guidance throughout his life.

☝️ THIS is the kid you’re hating on???? Bc it’s starting to look suspiciously toxic 👀💅

Pay my boy some respect. He was a literal hero and y’all act like the Omatekaya, ignoring whatever good he might do and then point fingers at him when he does something morally questionable LIKE ITS NOT JAKES FAULT??? LIKE THE REST OF THE ADULTS ARE NOT AT FAULT TOO??

Neglect makes people vulnerable. Vulnerable enough for an asshole to swoop in and manipulate them and it is only thanks to Spider’s unyielding loyalty and heart that neither Ardmore, nor Miles had pulled anything out of him in MONTHS of captivity. They had NO idea where Jake or Omatekaya were until Norm fucked it all up with his trackable ship.

Listen I love all the blorbos, but the parents dug their own grave so to speak. You fumble the bag repeatedly and then get surprised when it flies into your face? 🤨

Anyway, I’m out. Might delete this later idk.

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polyamorouspunk · 11 months

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The first time I ever heard the phrase “pick your battles” was when I was about 12 years old in eight grade. The grade above us was filled with kids who drank and smoked and did drugs and the grade below us was filled with kids having sex in public bathrooms and somehow we were stuck in the middle, reaping the restrictions put on us for crimes we didn’t commit. One of these being that we were not allowed any personal bags in our wing.

Now, if you’re like me, you carry a *lot* of shit. I mean, there’s textbooks, reading books, food, water, phone, pens and pencils, an eraser that actually works, FeMiNiNe hYgIeNe pRoDuCtS, and idk? Random other shit? Too much to reasonably carry from class to class in your arms and pockets.

So my friends and I wore bags. Purses, if you will, though I hated that term because it was a bit too girly for me, and my “purses” came from the military surplus store. In fact, I still have the last one I got from there. Regardless, my point being that we wore personal bags to carry our shit in.

Except that wasn’t allowed because kids *before* us would sneak their alcohol and shit with them in bags.

Now, nowhere in the handbook did it say we weren’t allowed to have bags- trust me, we checked. Our parents helped us take up the cause- us being me and my 2 friends. But our teachers collectively decided we were not allowed to have them in our wing, they had to stay in our lockers. And so we asked: how them are we to transport them outside of our wing if our lockers are in said wing. If we can’t have them in the hallway how can we have them outside the hallway if we have to store them in the lockers in this hallway.

One day my teacher who had a soft spot for us pulled me aside. He told me he knew that I was on a campaign against this, but that sometimes we need to pick our battles. I had never heard of this phrase, so I sat on it for about .5 seconds before saying “then I’m going to pick this battle and continue fighting it.”

I understand now what he means though. We can’t change everything that we want to. There are so many causes out there, so many things that we should be aware of. But we’ll burn ourselves out trying to take them all on ourselves. It’s been said before to pick a few causes you really feel passionate about and focus on those because you can do more for change when you aren’t stretched out thin.

Beyond that, though, I think we need to pick and choose our battles because realistically there are not just things we can win, and at the end of the day some things *are* more important than others.

We live in a surveillance state. That’s clear in a lot of countries, including the US, but that’s clear on a global level. While this sucks, at least here in the US, it really seems like not enough people care to fight it. Hell, people are actively bringing surveillance devices into their homes in the name of convenience. Realistically, overturning our surveillance state doesn’t seem likely. While it’s a battle that’s noble to fight, it’s probably in vain.

But think about when Roe v Wade was overturned. How much outrage it caused. How much outrage it’s still causing. Enough people are fighting that there is hope to rectify it, I think. And when it comes down to it, if you have to pick a battle to “not be surveilled” or to “legalize life-saving medical treatment (again)” one of those seems a lot more pressing and important than the other.

It’s okay to personally put causes on the back burner. It’s okay to not reblog every single “awareness” or “woke” post you see. You’re not obligated to fight every fight. Even just reblogged activism post after activism post can be draining. It’s okay to take a step back, take a break. Don’t forget about these struggles. Keep them in the back of your mind. Maybe go back and reblog them later. But don’t burn yourself out fighting too many battles, especially if they’re losing one. Focus on a few, solid, tangible changes you can make: being kind to strangers; donating goods, services, and money; volunteering; teaching children; etc. and if you have the energy go above and beyond that. You can make a difference just by being kind. You don’t have to fix every single problem. But together we can fix a few at a time.

#long post #tl;dr there are some issues that the majority doesn’t care about enough to make real change and a few people won’t cut it #focus on what’s most important both to you and overall #it’s okay if you aren’t blowing up police buildings you can just be kind and that’s enough #personal

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jisunghannie · 5 months

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Kisses for You

PAIRING: Jisung x fem!reader

WARNING: minors DNI with this post. This post has explicit content. This is written for entertainment purposes, and I cannot predict every interaction with this post.

SUMMARY: After some guy harassed you at a party. You came home with small injuries on your shoulders. Once Jisung sees those marks he feel obligated to make markings of his own.

WORD COUNT: 2, 391

This story contains swearing, oral sex (fem receiving), unprotected sex, hair pulling kink, slight harassment (not from Jisung), nipple play (fem receiving), use of pet names, a possessive Jisung

You were currently at a party. You loved the energy in there. You would've loved it even more if your boyfriend was there with you. However, he was extremely introverted. That never bothered you though.

Every time you went out, you wore a ring on your left finger, signifying that you were married. You wanted to be married, but you wanted to wait for Jisung.

You took a break off the dance floor as you went to get water. Once you reached the kitchen and poured yourself a cup, some guy's voice popped up out of nowhere.

"Hey beautiful." He said as you turned. You locked eyes with this rather tall male.

"Excuse you?" You said. Was he trying to hit on you? That was definitely new, usually guys saw the ring and left you alone. "What's a pretty girl like you doing alone?" He asked, grabbing hold of your hand, kissing it as you pulled it back. "Like I said, excuse you. I'm married." You said as he laughed, "Oh please, if you were really married you wouldn't even be here. Hell you wouldn't be dressed like this either." He said looking you up and down. You covered yourself as you glared at him.

You weren't even all that showy. You had on a long sleeve black dress. Your dress was tight fitted, but that was it. The dress wasn't short either, it was to your knees. You wore heels yes but that was because you wanted to match your outfit. Your hair was fully down, not messy but not completely neat either.

"Can you just go? Leave me alone. Can't you read the room." You said turning away from him. He smirked as he held your waist. "You look breath-taking." He said as you pulled away from him. "I said stop it." You said, your tone is much more stern this time. He then reached for your shoulders. Squeezing them so tightly that his nails dug into your shoulder. You winced in pain. "But why should I when you look so ravaging..." He whispered in your ear. That was your breaking point. You slapped him across the face, stepping on his foot with your heel, and walked out, driving home.

You couldn't believe the nerve of that guy. Not only that but he had injured you. That was uncalled for. You couldn't believe the nerve of some people.

Your thoughts were broken when Jisung called you. You smiled delightedly and picked up, connecting him to the bluetooth of your car.

"Hi Ji!" You greeted him excitedly. "Why is my pretty girl so happy?" He asked with a laughing tone. "Because my Jisungie called me! Why wouldn't I be happy!" You exclaimed as he laughed over the phone. "You're so funny baby." He said, chuckling. "Of course I am. I'm amazing." You said as he started to laugh more. "Okay, okay Ji. It's not that funny!" You said as you began to laugh. "I can't. Oh my god. You're killing me here." He said between laughs. Once he caught his breath, you heard him say, "I'll see you when you get home." As you smiled, "Okay, see you then Ji." You replied, "I love you!" He said as you blushed, "I love you too lover." Then the call ended.

A few minutes later you came home. When Jisung heard the door open it was like he was a puppy, his head turned and once he saw you he ran to you.

"Hi baby." He said resting his head on your shoulder. "Ouch!" You winced as he lifted up his head from your shoulder. "What's wrong baby?" He asked and just then he saw the nail markings. "Nothing, I just got hurt by this one guy who wouldn't get off me." You said as you looked up. Your eyes met with a jealous Jisung. "What?" He asked with a very, chilling tone. "This guy tried hitting on me at the party." You said as Jisung held your hips and kissed your shoulders. "Did he touch you anywhere else?" He asked. "Don't lie to me baby." He warned, his glasses' lenses glaring at you.

Now this was a new side of Jisung that you haven't seen before. This side of him surprised you.

"My waist..." You said shyly as Jisung picked you up. Taking you to the couch, laying you down. "Ji..?" You asked as he lifted up your dress. You were so stunned by this action you held his hands to stop him. "Baby." He said looking at you. "I don't like sharing, when someone touches what's mine I get upset..." He said as you blushed, he continued to lift up your dress. Once it was slightly higher than your waist he began to kiss your waist. You blushed and held onto his hair. He smirked against your skin. "I'll make you forget everything that he did to you..." He said running his hands up your dress.

You couldn't imagine how possessive he could be. You always saw Jisung as the soft and innocent type. He was never one to be possessive or jealous. However, this version of Jisung was something completely new from your regular boyfriend. It was like he was a new person.

"Baby..?" He asked as you looked at him. "Yes Ji?" You replied back as he looked into your eyes. "Are you okay if I take it even further?" He asked. How could you say no when he was asking so adorably. "Yes, you can." You said massaging his scalp. He loved scalp massages so doing that meant a lot to him.

You were not expecting your boyfriend to be so experienced. As you saw the way he so slowly and painfully took off your underwear. You watched as he trailed kisses down your waist until he reached your inner thigh. He then began to suck and nibble, leaving little hickeys and bite marks on your inner thighs. You felt yourself become wet knowing that he was so close to your core.

"I'm gonna use my fingers down here." He told you as you nodded. He then began to play with your clit, flicking it back and forth. He then lifted your dress up over your breasts, unclipping your bra. He went over and kissed your breasts, earning more noises from you. "Your breasts are amazing, you know that?" He praised you as you blushed. Unable to speak he began to suck your nipple, with his free hand he played with your other. As he did that you began to whine and move your hips wanting more than just his fingers. He continued like that for a while but you wanted more.

"Ji... more..." You whined as he looked at you and hummed. He released your nipple with a popping sound looking at your breasts. "Your nipples are all swollen and red. They are so pretty just like down here." He said pinching your clit, not hard enough to cause you pain but enough for you to feel the bundle of nerves send even more tingles down your spine as you moaned. He smirked as he took off his glasses.

He placed your legs on his shoulders. Maybe it was because he was a rapper and could talk so fast or maybe he knew what he was doing. But Jisung was amazing at eating you out.

You held onto his hair pulling at him causing him to groan. You thought your boyfriend was so innocent. But he had a hair pulling kink? You wanted to test your theory again so you pulled on in a little harder and you heard your boyfriend release a loud whimper.

Holy shit.

You didn't realize how kinky your boyfriend was. Once you had done that it finally occurred to you why he liked his hair being played with.

"Ji.. do you like getting your hair pulled?" You asked bluntly as you nodded slowly. You blushed knowing the truth. "That doesn't matter right now. Right now, I wanna make you feel good..." He said continuing what he was doing. You weren't expecting it and pulled his hair as your fingers were still entangled in them. You heard him groan as he continued.

Before you reached your release any sooner he stopped and took off his pants. You could see the bulge of his cock through his boxers.

"I don't have any condoms since this is a first for me... and I know you aren't on birth control so this is to make sure that we don't risk anything." He said shyly as he removed your dress as you took off his shirt. "What do you mean?" You asked as he blushed. "It's easier to do than say..." He said as you giggled at him. "Ji, you were literally eating me out earlier and you can't tell me what you're gonna do next?" You teased as he looked down. "Since I don't want to risk anything I'll just rub it between your legs..." He said quietly but loud enough for you to hear. You giggled again. "Quiet. I'm the one in charge." He said his tone was a little firmer. As you nodded in obedience. "Then try your luck." You teased, provoking him. "You won't be saying that in a few minutes." He said positioning himself.

He held onto your hips as he slid his cock in between your legs. You felt the warmth of it touch your pulsing core and blushed. Your back faced him and you were thankful for that until he started to move between your legs and start leaving kisses, hickeys, and bites on your nape and shoulders.

You tried to not make any noises and that's when he got slightly aggressive and took charge. He took your hair and pulled it slightly, pulling your head to his mouth.

"Let those pretty moans out, I wanna hear how good I can make you feel without my cock inside you." He said as you felt your hips move on their own, but you still didn't comply with his request as he used his fingers to forcefully open your mouth. Which worked as you opened your mouth letting his fingers in. "Can you let out those pretty moans baby..? For me..?" He whispers so innocently in your ear as if he wasn't rubbing his cock against you. You squeezed your legs together as you moaned causing it to be tighter around him.

"Yes.. just like that... you're doing so good..." He whined as he began to thrust faster. As he became faster you felt his cock hitting your clit every time causing your body to have consistent tingles down your spine. Then, with one of the thrusts you felt something enter inside you not fully but a little less than half way. With that, you released a louder moan.

"Oh shit..!" He panicked. "Don't move at all please, I have to pull out." He said holding onto your waist as he slowly slid his cock out. Before he could pull out anymore you held onto his wrists. "It's okay Ji..." You said as he looked at you. "But what if you-" You cut him off, "I trust you and I love you. I know that even if I become pregnant you'll be with me every step of the way." You said as he kissed your forehead. "I love you too..." He said as he slowly slid his cock inside you.

You clutched onto his wrists tighter at the feeling of you being stretched out biting back moans.

"What did I say about holding your moans back?" He asked you, tucking a hair strand behind your ear. You stopped biting your lower lip as he smiled and kissed your cheek. "Good girl." He praised.

Once everything was in, he just wanted to stay like that for a while before moving which you agreed with. He sat you on top as you felt him reach deeper inside. You blushed and kissed him to mute your moans but it was hopeless as you moaned in the kiss. Your fingers entangled in his hair tugging at it here and there as he moaned.

"You're so warm inside y/n... fuck... can I please move..?" He asked between pants after breaking the kiss as you laid him down. "I'll move." You said as he blushed. Enjoying his view.

You then placed your hands on his chest, slowly lifting yourself up and slamming down. Earning yourself some moans from him. You continued but your pace was too slow for Jisung's liking. He held onto your hips. "Can I move faster?" He looked into your eyes as you nodded. He started to move your hips up and down. You moaned at the sudden pace.

Over time he increased his pace, eventually thrusting upwards. He looked desperate and hungry for more. He laid you down as he sat up. He then leaned down to kiss you and he continued to thrust. He then played with your clit with one of his hands. Causing you to squirm and moan in the kiss.

"You're tightening up baby... if you keep squeezing I'm gonna cum inside..." He warned as you latched your legs onto his lower half. "I'm okay... I just want to feel you inside me..." You said. It was the sexiest thing to Jisung. As he continued thrusting, he hit a spot inside you that had you shake and tremble around him.

"Oh fuck..! Right there please..." You moaned out as he kept pounding himself inside that spot. You were pulling his hair at this point and eventually his thrusts became sloppy and got even sloppier. You were overcome with pleasure and climaxed on his cock as he groaned and came inside you.

After catching his breath he looked at you horrified, slowly pulling out. Letting his cum flow out.

"Baby, hurry, we gotta get you cleaned up..!" He said lifting you up. But you had already passed out. He sighed as he set a bath for you. He cleaned you up really quick making sure that you didn't get pregnant. After he cleaned himself up.

He changed you and changed himself and set you in bed as he cleaned up the couch. After he joined you in bed.

"Good night lover... sleep well okay..?" He said kissing your cheek.

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yeosatinyngz · 1 year

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hii!! love your blog and you so much <33 So for the anniversary event i would ask if you could do sae with promt 05. Genre hurt/comfort and fem reader <3

Hiii! I’m so honored to hear that, I love you so much too! <33 Your wish is my command! <3

#5: “Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you still love me.”

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The story of you and Sae was a story that leaves a bitter taste in the back of your throat. What started out as a sweet relationship turned into one so sour. You still remember the day before Sae left for Spain you took all the strength within you to confess to him and he surprisingly returned your feelings. You two agreed to commit to a long distance relationship and as they say, long distance never works out.

You guys texted and facetimed everyday and gradually as days passed Sae started to text less and didn’t have the time to facetime you anymore. You were upset but understood that Sae was busy practicing. You stopped texting him as much but always made sure you sent him texts telling him to take care of himself and that you love him.

You still remember the night as clear as day, Sae facetimed you out of nowhere and you remembered your heart beating out of joy that he finally was facetiming you after months, but that joy soon turned into utter despair. He coldly stated that you were nothing but a distraction towards his career and that he didn’t need you in his life anymore. He hung up immediately afterwards and your heart broke into pieces as tears hopelessly fell down from your eyes.

Now here you were years later at the JFU press conference as you knew Rin was participating in the blue lock project. Looking out for Rin you wanted to make sure the project was something legit. After Anri wrapped up the conference you stood up and walked to exit and that’s when you made eye contact with the male you once loved. The pain you thought you overcame came back as you locked eyes with him, you quickly broke contact and walked off to the opposite direction he was in.

You heard him calling out for you behind you, “Y/N, wait.” Of course you don’t oblige and start speeding up your steps. He still persistently followed behind you and finally caught up to you as he grabbed your arm to stop you from escaping from him. You quickly retracted your arm out of his hold and coldly spat out, “What do you want?” “I just wanted to say hi.” You scoffed and glared at him, “Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you still love me.”

Angst ending:

He looked away from your menacing gaze and sighed, “Actually, I wanted to apologize to you. Not one day passed where I didn’t think of you and how guilty I felt for lashing out on you unreasonably.” “You’re a few years too late, Itoshi.” He could only smile bitterly at how you addressed him on a last name basis. “I know but you still deserve an apology.” You knew your worth, “Damn right I do and now that you’re done talking I’ll be on my way.”

Sae wanted to make things right and felt frustrated seeing that he didn’t accomplish his goal. “Y/N please, can you forgive me?” “I’m sorry but until you can man up and be a good brother by apologizing to Rin, I won’t be accepting any apologies coming from you. Goodbye Itoshi.” With that, you left Sae standing alone with his thoughts as he clenched his fists.

Happy ending:

*continuing from the pink divider*

He looked away from your menacing gaze and sighed, “Actually, I wanted to apologize to you. Not one day passed where I didn’t think of you and how guilty I felt for lashing out on you unreasonably.” Those were the words you wanted to hear for so long and hearing them now makes you believe that you were dreaming this. So you pinched yourself and upon feeling the pain you confirmed that this was really happening.

“Well, I appreciate the apology but I won’t be forgiving you so easily you know?” “I expected that much, will you allow me the opportunity to make it up to you?” “All I can say is give it your best, I expect you to spoil me rotten.” “As you wish. How about lunch on me?” “Sounds good.” Just the tiniest smile appeared on your face. Maybe the story of you two hasn’t ended just yet and this was just the start of the sequel.

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