#im just imagining someone walking into the kitchen and asking a question

[lxsunshine]

cckwarming w s4n

(dom!roomatesan x roommate!reader)

cw with s@n

you didn’t want to bother him, but he’s been in his room for almost 4 hours, just hearing some occasional yelling and groaning. you knew San was busy playing games with a group of online friends he called “ateez”, but you wanted to hang out with him, and you felt quite lonely from the lack of attention. it was the weekend so earlier, you texted up some of your other friends in hope for someone to interact with, but they were busy. so your last resort was your friendly roommate that you adored, and harbored a small crush on.

san was your age and worked as a personal trainer at a gym down the street. you had walked past his gym once and you were greeted with defined muscles covered in a sheen of sweat. he had damp hair and his grey tank top was drenched, making the shirt cling to his chest and you could see his pectoral muscles and abs on full display. you couldn’t help the rise of heat to your cheeks and the drop of your jaw if you tried. never have you seen your roommate so in his element, so sweaty so… fuck you felt a familiar heat in your lower belly and you had run back to your apartment and taken a cold shower in the shared bathroom.

since then, you’ve been noticing all the small things that San does that somehow turns you into a flustered mess. when he lounges around in grey sweats and a plain white wifebeater, your thighs clench together. when he’s in the tiny-ass kitchen with you and has to move past you, so he respectfully places his hands on your waist so he can maneuver around you, your tummy explodes with butterflies. when he makes you your morning coffee and presses a kiss to your forehead before he goes to get ready, fucking niagara falls accompanied by butterflies.

san also has a very rough voice when he first wakes up. he’s also a cuddler, which you did not expect. so imagine your surprise when you heard his alarm blaring at 7 am one morning and he wouldn’t turn it off, so you walked into his room and nudged him awake, making him groan and pull you by your arm right on top of him. then he proceeded to pull you flush against him and he nuzzled his head into your neck, groaning “not yet.” it would be an understatement to say you were burning red and almost shaking with desire.

san has never hidden his affection with you, and you’re sure that if people saw you two together, they would think you’re lovers. so now, waiting for 4 hours for some roommate bonding time, you were getting frustrated and sad. you really wanted to hang out with someone, and that someone being a buff-nerdy-gamer/personal trainer-roommate. building up your courage, you sheepishly knocked on his door and waited to hear a response. after nothing but more callouts, you sighed and opened the door. to your surprise, San was basically naked. he wore only a pair of basketball shorts and socks with his slippers. his black hair was fluffy and messy under the headphones, and his full chest was on display, hard nipples exposed to you. you swallowed hard and walked closer, making San finally notice you. he took off one headphone, seeming a bit sheepish, and he covered his chest with his arms.

“oh, hey, was i being too loud?” he asked, giving you a smile that made your heart burst. while he was taking a small break from gaming, he grabbed his water bottle and tipped it back, his throat swallowing deeply. your eyes locked on his throat and you felt yourself turning red. realizing he had asked you a question and was looking at you with a raised eyebrow, you stammered out a response.

“oh, n-no you weren’t. it’s just, you’ve been here for a while and i wanted to hang out with you for a bit… but if you’re too busy…” you trailed off, watching him fiddle with the rings he had on his right hand. your eyes greedily observed all the veins on his hands and his well-taken-care-of nails. his fingers were so nice and long, and so pretty with all the veins that clenched when he grabbed things. you imagined what his neck would look like gripping your neck, teasing your folds, finally sliding into you and curling upwa-

“hello, sweetheart?” he called you out of your filthy thoughts, a sly smile on his face and an eyebrow raised in a teasing manner. “your face is awfully red, what were you thinking about, hmm?”

you blushed even harder and nervously laughed, uncomfortably noticing how your panties were clinging to you, “nothing really, sorry i should go.”

his eyes seemed to narrow and a dark look came over his face as he grabbed your wrist, “i asked you a question and i don’t really appreciate you lying to my face.” his complete change in demeanor made you shiver with excitement and you weakly tugged at your arm. he didn’t budge and he pulled you closer to him. now your knees were touching and you looked down at him a bit.

you struggled to respond in the close proximity and you found it a bit hard to breathe, “ ‘m sorry. i was distracted by your hands.”

you wanted to die, the embarrassment heating your skin and making the room feel like a sauna. he hummed in thought, eyes flickering to your lips and then back to stare into you.

“what do you want with my hands?” he asked, voice low. his hand that wasn’t gripping your wrist reached to cup your jaw, and you felt your knees weaken at the intimacy of it all.

suddenly, his hand wrapped around your throat and he applied the slightest bit of pressure, making you whimper and fall to your knees. the sound you made spurred San on and his dick twitched in his pants at the sight of you on your knees.

“please,” you begged, not really knowing what you were begging for. you clenched your thighs together, seeking just a big of friction and he chuckled. his hand still wrapped around your throat and the other now tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“please what?” he asked, almost whispering, and he leant in so close that his lips were centimeters from your own. your eyes flickered down to his soft looking lips and you never felt a stronger urge to kiss someone than you did now.

“please touch me, hold me, anything!” you cried, one hand grabbing onto his thigh. he tsked, letting go of you and sitting back against the chair.

“you interrupted my game and now you want me to spend more time entertaining you?” he chuckled, messing with his headphones.

you felt ashamed and humiliated, but somehow that just made more arousal seep into your underwear. the way he was looking at you with lidded eyes, and his disinterested expression… you craved him. trying to express your apologies and desire, you leaned forward on your knees and nuzzled your head into his crotch. you mouthed wetly at his slightly chubbed cock through his shorts and he inhaled sharply, hand gripping his arm rest.

“fuck, you want me so bad, huh baby?” he laughed breathily and one hand gently raked through your hair. you just whined and mouthed at him again, wanting to express how much you wanted him. suddenly, his gentle caresses changed and he grabbed a chunk of your hair and pulled you, making your head snap up with a cry.

“my teammates are going to wonder where i went. i can’t let them down,” he said to you, sounding condescending and evil. you couldn’t help the flutter of your eyelids, and San laughed in shock.

“if you want me so badly, you can sit on me, princess,” he said, pulling you all the way upright onto your feet and then gesturing to his lap. you could see his hard outline sitting heavy in his lap through his damp shorts and you wanted it. you wanted him filling you up, pressing against your walls and all the nerves inside of you. you wanted him to twitch inside and fill you up with his hot release.

eagerly, you nodded and went to remove your panties from under your skirt. San’s eyes widened for a spilt second before it changed back into his nonchalant face. he leaned back into his chair and before you could step closer, he stopped you.

“you’re sure you want this? i’m going to be in you, love, and i truly want this. do you?” he asked, a bit of insecurity seeping into his voice. your heart stuttered in your chest at his consideration and you craved him even more. even though San was showing off a new exciting side, he was still your kind and loving roommate and your friend in the end.

you nodded and San cocked his brow. realizing he wanted verbal consent, you verbally agreed and he smiled with his cute dimple before he schooled his expression and motioned for you to come closer. he had you turn around so your back would be flush to his bare chest. he lifted his hips a bit and slid his shorts down a bit, pulling his cock out. he then pulled you down, so his cock rested against your folds. you ground gently a few times against him, addicted to the sounds that he made, and his cockhead caught on your entrance a few times. and then he finally slid into you. it felt a little painful from the stretch, but you were wet enough to make the slide easy. as soon as he bottomed out, you keened at how full you felt. he was thick enough to stretch you out and long enough to hit all the right places inside you. he kissed your neck, arms wrapped around your waist, and he whispered, “you doing okay? feels good?”

you moaned in response, wiggling around a bit before you tried to move. one arm wrapped tight around your waist and the other reached to hold your throat.

“i’m pretty comfortable right now,” San smirked and pulled you flush against him, making it impossible to move.

“s-san, what?” you whined, wanting to feel his cock catching on your walls and drilling into you.

“shh. sit still while i finish my round,” he bit your neck playfully while he unwrapped his arm from your waist and adjusted his headphones back on.

then he turned his mic back on and continued playing as if he wasn’t inside of you. you sat in shock but leaned back against his chest to stay comfortable. everytime he got too loud, you accidentally clenched around him, making him squeeze your neck and groan a bit.

“yo, san bro, you good over there?” a voice that was labeled Yunho in the chat called out.

he just squeezed your neck in a warning and your hips stilled (when did they start moving again?).

“all good, yunho. let’s counter-strafe,” he called out, clearing his throat. you whined softly when his hips bucked up into yours. san’s hand traveled from your neck to cover your mouth.

“shh baby, almost done and then i’ll fuck you for real. you can be good for me, right love?” he whispered, you clenched around him in response, making him curse and stumble in the game.

“clearly you can’t,” san grunted, trying to recover in the game. “don’t worry, baby. you’ll get what you deserve.”

#ateez smut #ateez #ateez au #san x reader #ateez x reader

[sunsetsimon]

i have a secret. (request)

simon 'ghost' riley x reader

mentions of the club, cheating, angsty with happy ending

okay so this is way longer than a drabble but i just sat down and this came out so who's complaining???? also im so proud i literally wrote this in less than an hour and a half omg - sun

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he arrives in your town late at night. his mission had ended earlier than expected and he decided to come surprise you with a visit, knowing you’d have no clue. it's past one in the morning, the lights off in your house. simon figures you're asleep as you stopped replying to his texts a few hours prior. he pulls the spare key out from the flower pot near your front door, digging it from the 2 inches of dirt you made sure to cover it with.

unlocking the door, it's eerily quiet, something in simon's gut telling him to be on alert. reaching under his hoodie, he unholsters his gun tucked into his pants, gripping it tight in his hands as he surveys the house. the small dim light on the stove illuminates the kitchen, and he sets his bag on the table.

his steps are silent as he checks every room, coming to the realization that no one was there, even you. simon was confused, wondering where you'd be this late without letting him know your plans. anxiety pools in his stomach, wondering if you were doing something you would keep from him.

you're just finishing up your shift, collecting all of your belongings and changing into your normal sweats and sweatshirt. security escorts you to your car, just as a safety measure. bidding your goodbye's, you shut the door and start your car. your phone vibrates, a text from simon:

"what are you up to, love?" - simon, 1:32am

feeling guilty, you toss your phone onto the passenger seat, choosing to respond once you get home. your relationship with simon had only been official for a few months and he'd been out of the country for most of the time. it didn't feel right to keep things from him, but you worried that telling the truth about your night job would push him away.

once you arrive home, you sit in your car for a minute before replying to simon:

"sorry si, i fell asleep on the couch again. going to bed now, text you when i'm up xx" - you, 1:45am

heading inside, you drop your bags on the couch, slipping off your shoes and heading to get ready for your shower. you push open the cracked bedroom door, turning on the light as you walk inside. you jump with a yelp when you see simon seated in the chair in the corner, his head resting on his propped up arm, phone in his other hand.

"fell asleep on the couch, huh?" he asks, voice low, laced with something like anger.

"when did you get here?" you ask, extremely confused on what he's doing in the corner of your room at 2 in the morning.

his blond eyebrows furrow, face twisting in displeasure at your obvious deflection, "i asked you a question." simon leans forward, body seeming to grow with intimidation, making you feel small and cornered. the words slip from your tongue, a proper sentence failing to form and explain your whereabouts.

"were you out with someone?" he asks, noting your eye makeup and styled hair. simon can feel his heart breaking in his chest with your silence, trying to come up with an answer. he shakes his head, clearing his throat as he walks past you, grabbing his bag from the kitchen table.

"wait!" you cry, running after him and grabbing onto his arm but he snatches it away. "simon, listen i can explain."

though he wants to run, leave you here and never speak to you again, he stays. his chest burns, squeezing tight with hurt, never imagining you'd do anything to hurt him. simon wasn't one to catch feelings or have a committed relationship.

"i have a night job at the club, jimmy's. i didn't want to tell you because i wasn't sure how you'd take it," you explain, holding onto his wrist as if that'd stop him from moving.

"you're a bartender?"

"a dancer. a stripper..." you trail off, cheeks burning with shame. you're met with silence, his brown eyes distant as he stares at the ground, brain failing to process what you just confessed. an erotic dancer? that was definitely not on the list of things simon guessed you were doing.

"and you've been at this for how long..? as work?"

"i started a little after we started dating, when you were gone for those three weeks. it's good money, and i'm good at it-" you explain, grabbing your bag from the couch to reveal it to him. unzipping it, the bag is filled with all different bills, "i made this tonight."

"dunno what t'say," simon finally says, shaking his head in disbelief.

"are you mad at me?"

"not that you dance. but you still lied to me, i wouldn't do that to you. we're partners, y'can tell me anything."

"i'm sorry si," you say. he reaches for you, pulling you into his embrace.

his body is warm and he smells like a new cologne, holding you against his chest before pulling back, his large hands cupping your face, "don't lie t'me again, got it?"

and you nod eagerly, "i promise."

"now why don't you show me some of these dances you've been keeping from me," simon offers, kissing your puffy lips from his hands squishing your face. you huff against him and he chuckles, giving you one last wet kiss, just to tease you even more.

#.wbm #ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #cod x reader

[withlove-angel]

A little fluffy short as im working in a Luffy yandere one :)

My cute tomato

"Sanji?" Y/n ask entering the ship kitchen

Sanji looked up from the fridge, with a startled look. He wasn't used to having people walk in the kitchen after midnight "Angel? What are you doing here?" In truth, he had hoped that he were just imagining things, that he were just seeing an illusion or hearing sounds that weren't there. Unfortunately, once he saw her, he had to accept that his eyes hadn't mislead him.

"Its everything okay?" She walk closer to him, worried, she could easily read the cook.

He was caught completely off guard by y/n’s question. He was cooking, at 2 am. It was safe to say that he had been discovered. Sanji turned around slowly, wanting to assess the situation better. She was walking towards him, trying to get a better look at him. In the dim light of the kitchen, her concern was clearly visible. Sanji could smell the fragrance of her hair, like a pleasant breeze, as she drew closer to him. "Couldn't sleep again? Nightmares?" She ask softly Sanji’s eyebrows furrowed, a sign of confusion. Why was y/n awake at this ungodly hour? Surely, she should be in bed? “Y-yes,” he finally nodded, his eyes darting towards her. He was a little surprised that she had noticed, and couldn’t help but wonder if that meant that she knew what was going on. She wrap her arms around his neck, huging him soft "what are you making?" She say curious looking at the counter with a lot of ingredients.

He blinked in surprise, unsure of what to do. He looked at her arms wrapped around his neck, slowly turning red as he struggled to say words. He glanced at the ingredients on the counter, unsure of how to answer her question. "Um... Nothing special?" he replied awkwardly, his words coming out jumbled as he tried to suppress his embarrassment. His cheeks burning from y/n's warm touch, Sanji looked down at the floor. She giggles "still shy about us dating?" His eyes widened at her words. He hadn’t expected a question like that in the middle of a midnight cooking session. “W-what!? No!” he protested. He shook his head, his face flushing even harder, his eyes fluttering as he felt all those emotions come to the surface once again. “I mean, yeah, maybe a bit.” With a sheepish grin, he looked away as the blush deepened.

She finds it adorable, she slowly kiss him on the cheeks "who would imagine Sanji, the men who flirted with all women, would be so embarrassed dating?" She couldn't help but tease him slightly.

He didn’t know how to explain to her that this situation was completely different from flirting with random women. He had always been confident and smooth when dealing with girls, but this time he was all giddy and awkward. The reason was because she was someone Sanji cared deeply about. The affection he felt for her made him act completely out of character. He was speechless. He felt like he was in a dream as y/n kept her arms around the back of his neck "Cat got your tongue?"

"Y-yes," Sanji nodded, still not finding his voice. He was stuck, feeling his senses swimming as she was so close to him. His eyes kept darting from her face to the ingredients on the counter, his heart fluttering. He felt dizzy, but he didn't dare move away from her. In a wave of suddenly confidence he pulls her for a sweet kiss, he felt his whole world come to a halt when sbe lean closer. In that moment, all he could think of was how beautiful and amazing she was. The only thing that mattered was her lips against his. He knew that he only had a few seconds before she backed away from the kiss. But those were the best seconds of Sanji's life. He closed his eyes, feeling y/n’s lips, the softness of her touch, and the way she held him in her arms. The feelings were almost inconceivable, causing him to blush profusely and cling to her even more.

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"I could easily get used to your clingy behavior" she chuckles. Sanji hugging her, his face snuggle on her neck. He smiled, pressing himself more firmly against her body. With his face buried in her neck, he could feel her warm breath on his cheek. The feeling was intoxicating. “I... I can’t help it, my love. I just...” He started, only to find himself stumbling over his words. “I just really love you, and I’m just so happy that you’re in my arms. I'm lucky to have you.”

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#sanji x reader #sanji imagine #vinsmoke sanji #one piece sanji #black leg sanji #sanji #sanji opla

[thedivineflowers]

Imagine being the 9th member of Stray Kids and the youngest because you’re in middle school.

But you get told that you're too loud and clingy so you close yourself away

A warning of angst and like self doubt tell me if I need to add more!

Fans would expect you to be so full of energy and talkative and clingy because you’re a kid, maybe you’re just a quiet kid?

But no, the only reason you don’t talk a lot unless asked questions is because you’ve been told by many people in your personal life that you were just loud and to ‘tone yourself down’. You’ve been told that your clinginess was annoying by those same people. You wanted to leave a good impression on your bandmates, so you’d stay quiet and tried staying independent and not cling to them even when you were nervous or scared.

You got scared that if you became ‘loud’ and ‘clingy’ with them like the people in your personal life they’d be bothered by it. But they weren’t, one day in an interview with just you the interviewer asked about your quietness and distance with the members.

“I got told a lot by people that I was loud and was really clingy and that it was annoying how I wanted to hold hands with someone or hug them for no reason all the time just because I wanted to.” You answered and laughed at yourself a bit. “So then I thought, ‘I really am annoying’ and I’m gonna be in a band with people that are older than me so I wanted to leave a good impression and not seem annoying to them or bother them because of how talkative and clingy I was.” You breathed out and looked down at your lap. “And it’s hard at times because I get really lonely sometimes because im trying to be independent and I don’t really want to bother any of them just because I wanted someone to talk to or cuddle with y’know? They’re the only people I have besides my family and I just struggle with showing them without thinking I’m going overboard.” You sighed after getting a bit off your chest.

The interviewer was baffled because they're so fond of you and talk so much about you that you could never annoy them but moved on, but you missed one detail.

It was going to get to one of the members.

You walked back into the dorm and sighed after the long day and walked to your room to change into a pair of shorts that were just cut sweatpants and a random shirt before going on your phone when you started seeing edits of your recent interview. Your stomach dropped, the members were going to hear about it!

You heard the click of a door and multiple footsteps shuffle in with the sound of bags land on the kitchen counter when Chan shouted "Y/n, are you home?" He asked as you answered back with a yes and walked out your room to greet them.

They had come back from feeding some ducks that were at a pond nearby and they brought dinner back with them. "I heard that you're interview from a few days ago got posted, do you want me to put it on?" Felix asked and looked back at you as he was standing Infront of the TV with the remote in his hand while you were facing away at the counter.

You paused the slightest bit before shrugging. "Whatever you want is fine." You answered in the same quiet tone that you always have around them. Lee Know kept his eyes on you for a bit before going to grab plates.

"Put it on! Y/n looked so cute that time." Han decided as he pinched your cheek.

You sat down on the couch with the others but made sure to keep yourself at the end and quietly ate while the others laughed at the jokes made during the interview.

Then the part where you kind of trailed off was coming up and you abruptly stood up. "I'm full. Thanks for the food." You said quietly "But you just started eating. Do you want to save it for later if you get hungry?" Changbin asked as some of them turned their attention to you while the others kept their eyes on the screen.

"I'll put it in the fridge to heat up later." You answered before walking away as you heard the interviewer ask "So Y/n, it's not hard to notice that you're distant with the members despite knowing them since before debut, is there a reason for that?"

'Just run to your room before they notice.' You thought as you heard your voice finishing up where you trailed off and the interviewer stuttering a bit before asking the next question.

Just run before they ask and they'll eventually forget to ask.

But there was no where to run when Chan and Lee know were blocking your only exit from the kitchen. "Come sit on the couch with us." Chan said as he gently placed a hand on your back and guided you to the couch where the others sat with the video played back and paused on the previous question the interviewer asked.

You were sat between Felix and Seungmin as Felix swung an arm around your shoulder and had you lay your head on his chest while Seungmin wrapped his arms around your torso and rested his head on your shoulder.

Han and Jeongin laid their heads against your legs while the others stood Infront of you.

"Okay, we've been wanting to make a few things clear for a while now regarding you." Chan started as he stood Infront of you with the others.

"You're not in trouble or anything." Lee Know added

"Just know that just because others consider you clingy doesn't mean that we do, and we don't care if you're talkative too. It doesn't even matter if you're a kid or not, you are a member of this band and we want you to be comfortable and not silence yourself because of what some people said." Hyunjin reassured you as you fiddled with your fingers.

"But you'll get annoyed with me like everyone el-" "But we aren't everyone else." Felix cut you off and moved his hand to stroke your hair "We are your family here.” He whispered

“You’re not lonely here, it’s okay to depend on one of us once in a while.” Jeongin spoke up as he looked up at you with a small smile. “You’re still young and you’re you, who cares about what those people said anyway.” Seungmin huffed before squeezing your cheek. “Go grab your food and sit at the table. We’re gonna get to know you, okay?” Han asked as you sat still for a bit before running to the kitchen to grab your food and sit at the table with everyone else as they asked you various things and went over memories.

Over time you were able to come out of your shell with them and fell into open arms as they returned your hugs and listened to you whenever you felt like saying anything even if it was about you whispering that you wanted to throw your skzoo character at the camera during a vlive.

Chan would often invite you when he did his Chans room episodes and they’d mostly end up with you two having your skzoo characters box each other and the loser would have to eat spicy noodles.

Lee know would call you the name of one of this three cats based on what color your hair was dyed and if didn’t match any of his cats he’d call you by the name of your skzoo character. He also has a habit of carrying a brush with him so he could comb your hair if it looked messy.

Changbin would take you to the gym with him and have you count for him and keep him company and when he’s done he’d take you to get a snack and fight over which seat you two would take on the couch before watching a movie

Hyunjin would have you help him decide what to draw or paint when he can’t decide and sometimes would let you chill with him while he did or you two would brainstorm over what he could do next. Sometimes you’d doodle on his sketch pad and he’d add details and he’d hang it either on the fridge or in his room.

Han would share bites of his cheesecake with you or if you bring back cheesecake for him you both would share it and would see who could take the biggest bite and he’d poke your cheeks while they puffed up, you both had a contest of who had the puffiest cheeks and it was left at a tie.

Felix would help you bake things that you’d find at the store and sometimes as a surprise you’d bake something and you'd find a way to get ice cream inside or serve it on the side. And sometimes to mess with him you'd try to bake BbokAri for dinner and in return he'd hit you with your own character.

Seungmin and you like to go out when it becomes fall you two would sit outside in some sweaters and just chill until you two see some stray dogs walk by and then you two run to see who can pet it first.

Jeongin and you would genuinely just bond as the youngest of the group with similarities and you’d mostly follow him around the most out of all of the members and most of the times you two can be seen hiding in a corner gossiping about random things.

HELP THIS HAS BEEN SITTING FOR LIKE A MONTH IM SORRY AND IM KINDA SHY TO POST THIS IDK WHY I FEEL LIKE ITS TOO SHORT

#thedivineflowers #skz x middle schooler! reader #skz x reader #skz imagines #skz fluff #skz scenarios #bang chan #lee know #changbin #hyunjin #han jisung #lee felix #kim seungmim #yang jeongin #child reader #middle schooler reader

[specialagentlokitty]

Rossi x Male!reader - my everything

Imagine Rossi coming back to the BAU with a husband so when Derek or someone makes a joke about a new potential wife Rossi is just like "naw im done with women I have a husband now" and obviously after he tells them they have to have a family dinner where they meet Rossi's husband who is really shy but is SUPER big on physical touch and words of affirmation.... 👀 like reader is just touching Rossi in any possible way while telling him how much he loves him and how strong and BEAUTIFUL he is👀👀👀 - Anon💜

Rossi had once again glanced down at his phone on the jet, smiling a little bit as he saw your name pop up on the screen.

You hadn’t talked much throughout the case, though you loved messaging him you wanted him to prioritise work, so he wouldn’t always message you when they were on the way home.

That way you knew when he was coming back and it was also a way of him giving you the all clear to message him.

You: I think we should get a dog

Rossi rolled his eyes slightly.

Rossi: absolutely not, because then you’ll want another and we’d end up with a whole rescue.

He went to set his phone down only for it to chime again, this time Derek looked up, pushing his headphones down.

“Alright that’s the five time in the space of three minutes your phones gone off, usually you stay away from it.” he said.

JJ and Emily glanced up at the two.

“He’s right, we’ve never seen you on your phone so much.” JJ said.

“Do you have another wife Dave? Because I thought you learned your lesson about this.” Hotch smirked.

Rossi chuckled, putting his phone into his blazer and he held his hands up in defence.

“No, no wife. Believe me I’ve definitely learned my lesson about marrying women.”

“So, spill, tell us everything because you know Garcia is an easily find out.” Emily smirked.

“Is it a new woman?” Derek grinned.

Rossi chuckled a little bit, shaking his head at them all.

“No, I’m quite finished with women now. I am quite happy with my husband whom is waiting for me at home.”

There was the sound of a few things being dropped.

“Husband?!” Everybody yelled.

Immediately they were all crowding around him, Derek being Garcia up on the laptop so she could get involved in the conversation as well.

“How did we not know you had a husband?” Reid asked.

“While at work we both agreed it would be best if I didn’t wear our wedding band on my ring finger, just for safety.”

Rossi reached into the pocket of his blazer, pulling out a small thin box, and inside was a simple yet elegant wedding band, and he slipped it on.

“How long have you been married?!” Garcia squealed.

“Yes Dave, how long?” Hotch asked.

“Two years and counting.”

Rossi had to carry on answering the bombardment of questions he was getting since there was nowhere for him to hide.

And as the jet began its decent he spoke up.

“Come to my house this weekend, I would like to introduce you all to (Y/N). He is shy, and he can be rather nervous around people.” Rossi said.

They all quickly agreed, and when he got home Rossi told you about the dinner before anything else.

You didn’t have to stay for the whole dinner if you didn’t want to, he was happy for you to just meet each other and for you to wonder away.

But you preferred to be near him, so while he was in the kitchen cooking, you were taking a shower, and getting ready to meet everybody.

You didn’t want to meet them all one by one, that would be awkward and make it harder for you to find time to be with Rossi, so you waited for them all to be there.

Once Derek finally turned up Rossi came to the bedroom, walking over to you he placed his hands on the side of your face and kissed your forehead.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

“As I’ll ever be.” You smiled.

Rossi stood up, letting you interlock your fingers with his and he led you to the kitchen.

You were quickly introduced to everybody, and you stood next to Dave while you listened to them talk.

You glanced behind you, shuffling to the right and little bit to put your back against his while he was cooking.

“Are you alright?” Rossi asked.

You hummed a little bit.

“I’m good thank you, you look really handsome in that shirt, I think you should get more that colour.”

Rossi looked at his dark blue shirt.

“You think?”

You hummed again.

“I like it.”

you spun around, planting a kiss to his shoulder before going to get a glass of water.

Grabbing your water, you made your way back over to him, placing your head against his arm while he spoke to his team.

“So what is it about our lovely Rossi that caught your eye?” Garcia asked.

You smiled to yourself.

“I saw him every week at a quiet bar, and I just thought he was really handsome…”

“Aw, really?” JJ asked.

You smiled a little more nodding your head.

Rossi was moved behind you to do something but he kept your hand in his as he did.

“Yeah… he was just the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.. like.. the ancients romans and Greeks would’ve made statues about him… poets would’ve written stories about him to be stores forever in time…”

Everybody smiled softly as they listened to you.

“I love him, and no song or poem will ever be enough for me to be able to describe how I really feel about him…”

“That’s really beautiful.” Emily smiled.

“You really love him, don’t you?” Hotch asked.

You nodded softly, turning around to look at Rossi and your eyes immediately softened.

Your heart melted as you watched him, every time you laid eyes on him.

The team went back to talking among themselves and you walked over, wrapping your arms around him, resting your head on his back.

“I love you so much Dave…”

Rossi placed a hand over yours.

“I love you too…” he whispered back.

You smiled to yourself, just staying there while he was cooking, only moving if you had to, or to go help somebody with something.

But you always found your way back to his side, you always found your way back under his arms or near him.

And neither of you would have it any other way

#criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds x you #criminal minds imagine #David Rossi #david rossi x reader #David Rossi x you #David Rossi imagine

[leclerced]

Hi Cait!! How have you been? I’m back!! I’ve been sick for the past week and it’s been killing me. I had an event to go to today and was dying the entire time 😭. Anyways, I just read your frat!oscar imagines and I need more.

Like imagine a guy at party is consistently hitting on her and she’s like hell no. Even after she walks away he’s still being an asshole. Oscar sees this and interferes and they fuck and confess there feeling or some type of shit like that.

not sure if i like this bc im very tired and i got a migraine while writing but wanted to post it before i went to bed soo here u go baby i hope it is ok <3

they're not official but it's clear to everyone at the party that she's off limits because she's been with oscar the entire time, at this party and every party for the past few weeks. he's in the middle of a beer pong game when she empties her cup and sets out to get a new one, oscar tries asking her to wait so he can go with but she wants a sprite cocktail now.

the guy was blocking the drinks in the kitchen and insisted on making the drink for her. "hey pretty, what's your name? you here alone? what can i get you?"

she cowls at the questions and pulls her cup to her chest, "i'm with a friend, and i've got it."

he shakes his head and lurches forwards to snag the cup, "nonsense. what are you drinking?"

she grits her teeth before telling him. he walks like a turtle to the fridge, "so, you said you're with a friend but you look pretty alone. need some company?" he shoots her a wink as he scoops ice into her cup and she holds back a gag at the sight.

"i'm good. i'm just getting a drink, he's playing beer pong." he wrinkles his nose and grumbles, "beer is for losers, liquor is where it's at. what are you doing with a guy who plays beer pong?" he pours a ridiculous amount into her cup as she says it, then pours a small amount of sprite on top before thrusting it towards her. she ignores the urge to point out that he's literally at a frat party, he should expect drinking games, but she doesn't want to prolong the conversation. the liquid sloshes out of the cup as she takes it and she makes a plan to dump it outside when she goes back to oscar for him to make her a drink. "thanks." she drops the one word to end the conversation and turns to exit the kitchen, heading straight towards the backdoor.

unfortunately, he follows her. "i could show you a good time, sweetheart. what's your name? you didn't tell me." she ignores him again, but this clearly upsets him because the next thing she knows, a hand is on her wrist jerking her back. "hey! i'm talking to you. what's your name?" the cup of alcohol sloshes on the ground and she seeks it splash on her shoes.

oscar ends up leaving the game when she doesn't return within the time it takes to fetch drink, has one of his brothers take his place and they make him down three drinks to make up for what he'd drank. he barely makes it inside before he sees her pressed against a wall by some partier. at first, he sees her hands on his chest and feels his gut twist as he thinks she's about to pull him in for a kiss, but then he realizes she's trying to push him away and ducking her face away from his. he doesn't think twice before he pulls him away and slams him into the opposite wall, balling the guys polo into his fists to hold him there as he growls, "keep your fucking hands off my girl."

the man immediately pushes oscar back but oscar holds his ground and pushes him back into the wall as he argues, "hey man! i didn't know she was anyone's girl."

reader pipes up that she mentioned she was with someone and oscar snorts as he pulls the guy from the wall and pushes him towards the back door, "get the fuck out of my house, and don't fuckin come back, got it?" he turns back to the girl he was looking for and pulls her into his arms, "you're okay?"

she nods as she wraps her arms around him, "you called me your girl. that's new."

he shakes his head, "really not the focus right now, tell me you're okay."

she grins and pushes up on her tip toes, "i'm okay, now can we focus on you calling me your girl?"

he rolls his eyes and presses his lips to hers briefly before spinning her around and nudging her forward, "what am i gonna do with you?"

she giggles at his teasing and holds a hand behind her as she fires back, "i have a few ideas, mind if i show you?" oscar takes the hand and lets her lead him up to his bedroom before he fishes his keys out of his pockets to unlock the door. she doesn't get the full feelings confession but he's very possessive as soon as the door shuts and tells her she's his as much as she wants to hear it, relishes in the way she whimpers and asks him to say it again and again and then repeats it back to him.

feelings talk comes later when they are sober and he's ready to be a boyfriend. he has a lot on his plate with college and has this idea of the college experience and a girlfriend isn't a part of it. or he had his heart shattered before and he doesn't want reader to hurt him again.

#ask #notturlover #frat!oscar

[fatuismooches]

HIII SMOOCHES! I’m going on a dottore brainrot rampage and I’ve been craving zandy content like I just want to pinch his cheeks and protect him at all costs! BUT imagine if like, the segments pissed off reader one day because they’re so busy that they kind of stopped paying attention to them, so reader decides that instead of spending time with them they will instead spend time with zandy 🥺.

AND LIKE imagine if (in revenge) they just bake cupcakes and keep them all to themselves knowing that the segments have like this sweet tooth but they won’t get any cupcakes! 🧁Like imagine if Zandy tries to remake Webttores mask using white and black frosting on a cupcake but it just.. looks bad😭 I can just imagine how cute I’d be! Like one cupcake has too much blue frosting and sprinkles so it’s very sugary while one barely has anything because the frosting was finished. One cupcake has tiny eggshells in it because zandy didn’t crack the egg correctly 😭So like- while the segments are busy with their lab stuff there’s just reader and zandy making treats behind everyone s back.

IMAGINE IF A SEGMENT WALKED IN ON THEM ABD JUST STARED LIKE:😦 because they thought Zandy was busy studying or something and taht reader was possibly in one of the labs BUT instead they just see the kitchen being an absolute mess, flour everywhere, a bunch of dishes are also dirty😶 and they’re possibly wondering where did the sprinkles come from because they were sure they didn’t buy any sprinkle NOR FROSTING- what would the segments reaction be? Would they get jealous or let it slide because Zandy is a kid and stuff

Im sure you did something close but I’m missing Zandy content and I’m also craving cupcakes- I’m pretty sure I saw a post related to baking and stuff so I got inspired Sorry if there are any mistakes because my English is not very good😓 by the way can I be 🪭anon, pretty please ?

(x) With how many lovers you have, you'd think that you'd never be left wanting for attention... however, much to your dismay, that is incorrect. Even you, their darling, can be pushed aside for their experiments/research/work. And look, you're a pretty patient person, you understand they can't always pay attention to you, and you understand that. You've endured a lot of their Dottore-ness, and can cope pretty well, but this is far too much! When was the last time you were showered in their attention and kisses! Well, if that's how they want to be, then so be it! You'll deny them of your affection too! And instead spend it with someone who actually appreciates you, little Zandy of course! Doing what, you ask? Baking, of course! Making his favorite treats for being such a bb!

Although Zandy is sad watching you be sad that the other segments are neglecting you, at the same time he's happy because you're paying so much attention to him! The other segments always try to barge in and steal your attention... it's not fair... but not today! ZANDY TRYING BUT FAILING TO DESIGN THE CUPCAKES AS THE SEGMENTS IS TOO CUTE. After the first botched cupcake, you just laugh and then put your hands over Zandy's much tinier ones, directing and guiding him to frosting the cupcake properly. You definitely make more with the other masks, his earrings, the other Harbingers, etc!

The segments found you because of how much you two were giggling and having a grand old time without them... And to answer your question, it doesn't matter who or what is hogging your attention... if it's stolen for too long, they will get grouchy and annoyed... but the catch is that they can't get mad at Zandy because you will raise hell if anything mean was said to your precious baby. So they have to settle for pointed glares at you two instead as you hog all the cupcakes. Needless to say, they've learned their lesson.

#smooches talks #🪭 anon #dottore love notes <3 #zandy bb <3 #funny story anon... your emoji doesn't show up on my mac... (its just a square lol) #i had to go on my phone to add the emoji haha

[bluemoonhoon]

santa doesn’t know you like I do

jake sim x fem reader mini series smau

previous- masterlist - next

SIX

You were in the kitchen when you finally heard the noise of the door unlocking. Jaeyun didn’t really tell you about the thing he wanted to say, you just hoped it was nothing serious. While the tea you were making was being filled in the cups. You heard a sigh from the hall, and you could already imagine Jake getting rid of his thick coat and boots. You didn’t even need to see him to know he was feeling sadness and exhaustion.

Now, the cups were in your hands while you walked into the living room and the figure of jake sitting on the couch with his hands covering his face made you walk faster and sit right next to him after putting the warm cups on the coffee table. “What’s going on yun?” You whispered while rubbing your hand through his back. Another sigh left his mouth and he left himself falling against his shoulder. "I just feel so dumb". His voice sounded really worn out, and you just couldn't understand where this feeling was coming from. 

"Talk to me please, can I help you?" you told him while trying to get his hands in yours and out of his face. "I'm not going to keep seeing Minjeong" This time jake finally looked at you with sad-looking eyes. “Why is that? I thought you guys were doing great" those words were the only thing you could think off, you were curious to say the least. "I thought so too, but she said she didn't want anything serious at the moment and that we could only keep seeing each other if we were sure there would not be any feelings in the way..." he scoffed "which clearly couldn't happen because I already liked her, and she knew that" he still looked like he had more to say, so you just stayed there in silence "it's just that, if she had told me that since the beginning I don't think I would’ve agreed to see her and I would’ve saved everything that's going on right now".

"And do you regret it?" you said quietly, “I think so? At the start, she told me she was looking for someone to have fun with. I just wish I'd asked her what she meant by that" He said, matching your tone while still holding your hand, silence engulfed both of you while you were thinking of the right thing to say. "Yunie, you can't do that, I know you and I know you liked her and I think part of you always knew what she was looking for. You cannot put all the blame on her because she had told you what she expected by hanging out with you" "I just thought that I could change her mind" he said in a sigh, "and did you?", you asked him in the softest voice you could and felt him shake his head no; the hand that wasn't on his found home in his hair and as you played with it, you said "you must’ve liked her a lot Yun, but you can't always expect people to reciprocate the same feelings as you". 

"It's just that look at me ynie! I'm a total catch, don't you think? How could she not want to date me?" he said with a mix of comedy in him to try to bring up his mood, and that made you giggle "some people just don't want to face the commitment of a relationship at this point of their life, and I think you have to remember that for your next relationships" you said as you finally let go of him and gave him a small smile. 

"And do you?" he questioned while laying his back on the couch. "I what?" " You know, do you want a serious relationship?”; he asked a lot more. relaxed than a few moments ago. "I haven't really thought about it" (lies) “I think so? It's not like im seeing someone to know if I want a serious thing" you laughed and tried not to make a big deal of it in hopes he didn't see the nervousness you felt with that question. 

As if there was a divine call, your phone rang from the kitchen, which made you stand up and look for it. Texts and a call from Heeseung covered your screen, and it made you remember that you had to be out of your place 5 minutes ago to meet with him for your project. It relieved you when you read that he was running late and asked to meet you 30 minutes later, but you were wondering if it was alright to cancel him, you wanted to stay with jake, but this project was important, and heeseung was leaving to his hometown soon, so it would be difficult to reschedule; while you were thinking about it, you heard jake calling out your name and with your phone in your pocket you met him again in the living room. 

"How do you want to deal with your feelings, yun? Should we watch a movie and order take out? Or we can make some food and grab some drinks? What's on your mind?" you asked him trying to ignore the sound your phone notifications was making, "what's going on ynie?" he asked as neither of you could ignore the noise any further "sorry, its just that I had to meet a friend for a project and I forgot; but don't worry I can cancel it and spend the day with you" you said finally while picking up your phone to tell heeseung "no, no, don't worry, I can stay here while you go do your project, its important and don't worry I´m not that sad" he told you while standing up to grab your shoulders and push you to your room, "bu-" "no buts' missy, go get ready we can order dinner when you get back" he interrupted you "okay, but I´m calling hoon to see if he can keep you company, okay?" you told him looking for an agreement "I´m not a kid yn" "I know you aren't but I don't want you sad and alone, that's depressing" you finished while both of you giggled a little bit, with that silent acceptance you texted sunghoon and got changed to leave the place; after some minutes you said your goodbyes to jake and left as fast as you could, so you could just finish the damn project and you could go back to spending time with him.

note: another late update, it’s just that it’s my first written chapter and it honestly makes me really nervous

taglist: OPEN (@ghostiiess, @02zluvbot, @greenmilkyee, @addictedtohobi)

#enhypen fluff #enhypen scenarios #enhypen imagines #sim jaeyun #enhypen smau #enhypen jake sim #enhypen x reader

[pradaxstyles]

congratulations! you got your own lemon drop nonnie!!! reader (or OC) is traveling with/is friends with/is in a relationship with Ellie, and after a particularly rough night, reader basically asks ellie about her nightmares and says "You mumble in your sleep." idk how you would want to write this but i'd like to see it!! (i might send an idea for joel your way) -🍋

Oh my gosh hi my little lemon drop nonnie 😭 I've never had an emoji anon I'm so excited. Im sososo glad you requested something! Seeing this made my entire day!! It's been a few years since I've written anything, so I really hope you enjoy it!

As always, please come chat or leave some feedback!! I'd love to hear everyone's thoughts!! 💐🫶🏻✨

No Words Left Unsaid

Pairing --> Ellie Williams x Fem reader

Warnings --> Anxiety symptoms, Joel is dead (I'm sorry 😭) no explicit details of death, just mentioned. Ellie is a fragile mess. How I imagine Ellie to be if she had someone to go to (besides Dina) ab what happened to Joel. Briefly proofread, if I missed anything, please let me know!

Word count --> 1.6k

Alexa's notes✨ --> I hope this was okay!! I had an idea and quite literally ran with it. I'm always open for constructive criticism (please be nice about it)!! Love yall xoxo

You knew Ellie well enough that when she put her mind to something, it was going to get done. Regardless if she got herself killed while doing it, it would be the last thing she did.

What you didn't know, is where you stood with the short haired girl. Stolen glances, hands brushing against each other, soft smiles from across the room, the force that was Ellie made your cheeks burn like nothing else.

A heavy, repeated pounding came from your door late one night. Jolting awake, you rubbed the grogginess from your eyes and glanced at the clock, 3:47am. A chill ran down your spine, the winter air nipping at your skin.

The pounding came again, this time a little more urgent. Reaching for a blanket from the couch, you headed to the door.

Curiosity pricked at your fingertips, pulling the handle and revealing a crack of the person who woke you up.

Eyes widening, you whispered, "Ellie?"

You opened the door wider to get a better look at her. She was pacing, the prints of her boots having muddled together in the once pristine snow. Her hair wasn't in its usual bun, but rather messily laid around her head. You could tell she had been running her fingers through it as one hand remained nestled in her hair, pulling at the roots. She was mumbling things under her breath that you couldn't quite catch.

Releasing the handle, you walked down the small steps of your porch to where Ellie was still pacing. Laying a soft hand on her sweater clad shoulder, you said her name again.

She jumped and pulled herself out of your grasp. Finally able to get a good look at her face, you frowned.

Her eyes were puffy and red, cheeks a deep scarlet that concealed her freckles, her lips dry and cracked from picking at the skin there. A haunted look had made a home on her once cheeky demeanor.

She opened her mouth, willing words to form, but nothing came.

Taking a small step forward, you reached a hand out for her. "Ellie?" you questioned again, "What's going on? Are you okay?"

She met your hand and grasped it tightly. Her clammy hands a deep contrast from the cold air that surrounded the both of you. Ellie's eyes glossy eyes met yours and she squeezed your hand again. Ragged breaths clawed themselves from her lungs, her other hand landing on her chest.

Panic crept its way through your veins at the sight of the girl in front of you. Reaching for her other hand, you led her inside.

"Els, I need you to sit down okay? I'm gonna get you some water."

Ellie gave a weak nod before sitting on the edge of the couch. She took a deep inhale, the soft scents of your lavender and chamomile lotion bringing her a sense of comfort. You wrapped the blankets tightly around her shoulders before heading into the small kitchen. Faint sounds of hiccuped breaths and sniffling could be heard over the trickling of the water. A small sigh left your lips as you turned the water off, trying to compose yourself.

She had moved so her back was pressed into the couch and the blanket a cocoon around her body. Wanting to give Ellie some space, you sat on the opposite side.

Extending the glass towards her, "Here El, drink some of this, small sips. It'll make you feel better," you gently coaxed.

She accepted the water gingerly and took a sip before setting it on the small table in front of her.

"What happened, Ellie? Talk to me," soft words fell from your lips. A look of concern still etched into your features. You debated moving any closer before Ellie scooted herself so she was facing you.

Ellie took a shaky breath, "Joel-" and squeezed her eyes shut.

Your blood ran cold at the mention of his name. Joel had been a blessing to you and Jackson, someone everyone could count on. As much as you wanted to know what happened, you could tell Ellie was in no shape to discuss the events that occurred. You had an inkling, but didn't want to push it.

Tentatively, you tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and laid your palm against her cheek. She leaned into your touch before opening her eyes again. "We don't have to talk about it tonight if you don't want to, angel. We can just go to sleep and deal with it in the morning," you offered.

A look of absolute defeat painted her features and it killed you inside. You could see her weigh the options before softly nodding her head. Ellie felt the exhaustion of the day settling heavy in her bones.

You stood and collected Ellie into your arms, holding her there for a moment. A shuddered breath hit your shoulder before you felt Ellie wrap her arms around your waist and hold you tightly. You took a few deep breaths and rubbed small circles into her back.

She pulled back slightly and gave a weak smile. Smiling back, you offered, "Let me get you some warm clothes for tonight, hm? And then we'll go to bed."

You took Ellie's hand and led her to the bathroom and left her to change. The door clicked shut behind her and you let a deep breath fall from your lips.

Sliding back under the warm blankets, you sat against the headboard and closed your eyes, waiting for Ellie. The sound of the door opening and Ellie's soft footsteps had you perking up.

"It'll be okay, Els. We'll take care of it, I promise." You held your arms open for her and she all but collapsed into your warm embrace. Laying her head against your chest, she entangled her legs with yours as you pulled the blanket up to cover her back.

Pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head, you mumbled "I'm here, bug and I'm not going anywhere."

Ellie gave a small nod, "Thank you."

You hummed in response and held her tightly against your body as if to shield her from every damn thing that had hurt her.

The sun's warm light began peaking in way faster than you wanted.

Ellie was fast asleep, cuddled into your chest. You hadn't moved in fear of waking the girl up, so you stayed in that same position all night. Rubbing random patterns onto her back, brushing your fingers through her hair, and consoling her when she seemed to be having a nightmare.

She's mumbled incoherent sentences since she fell asleep. You weren't sure if you should've woken her up, but as soon as you whispered "You're okay," "You're safe," she stopped.

You wished you could take the pain away. Ellie hadn't told you everything since she and Joel had arrived in Jackson, but she told you enough. They'd been through hell together, and you couldn't imagine what plagued her while she slept.

Ellie began to stir slightly, a groan falling from her lips. She tensed, not remembering where she was. "Wha-"

"You're okay Els, you're with me," you reassured her. Glancing down at her, a confused look melded on her features. "Do you remember coming over here last night?" The question felt sour on your tongue, remembering the broken state Ellie was in mere hours before.

She nodded slowly and began to pull from your arms. "I'm so sorry for showing up like that, I didn't know what else to do," she started. "I got back and Tommy told me to go home but I just couldn't, how could I just-"

You could tell she was getting upset all over again. Her breathing was starting to get erratic and in an effort to calm her racing thoughts, you placed a hand on her cheek.

"Els, it's okay. You're okay, you know you can come over anytime you need to. I'm always here for you," you reassured her. Ellie's eyes frantically searched your face for any doubt, but she found none.

She nodded slightly and laid down next to your sitting frame, eyes glued to the ceiling. Glancing up to see what she was looking at, "You mumble in your sleep," you acknowledged hesitantly.

Ellie winced ever so slightly and looked over at you. Tearing your gaze from the pale ceiling, you met her eyes. "What did I say?"

"It wasn't full sentences or anything, just some mumbled words and sounds," you started. "I'm not upset or anything, I just didn't know if yo-"

"I have nightmares," Ellie whispered softly, keeping her eyes on you, "Sometimes they change, and sometimes it's the same thing every fucking night."

You moved to lay down next to Ellie, willing her to continue. She took your hand and brought it to lay against her chest. Taking a deep breath, she continued, "Most of the time it involves Joel and what we went through a few years ago. There was a few times we both should have died, and we didn't."

Reaching with your intertwined fingers, you thumbed a small tear from her cheek, and pushed some loose hairs back. Ellie watched your roaming eyes and how they looked so full of love. Everything she noticed was calculated yet soft, deliberate showings of affection. Your eyes fell back to hers and Ellie's cheeks warmed slightly. You nodded slightly, urging her to continue if she wished.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm forever thankful we didn't die during those times, but now all I see is him dead. I see it when I'm awake, I see it when I'm asleep. I can't get away from it. I can't lose another person again, I can't lose you. I'm not ready to lose you yet."

Ellie had never laid her cards out like this before, let alone told anyone what plagued her at night. You held her gaze the entire time, hanging on to every word she said. Ellie was so thankful for you in that moment. She was always thankful for you, but in this moment, maybe just a little more.

"You're not going to lose me, Els. It's us against the goddamn world. That I promise you."

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x fem reader #ellie williams tlou #tlou2 #the last of us x reader #Ellie Williams #WHAT DID WE THINK OMG #aae writes #lemon drop baby🍋

[yeonjun4beagles]

How do you think yeonjun would react if he catches his s/o reading smuts about him ?

A/N: oof as someone who reads AND writes smuts, i had to stop and reevaluate my life decisions HAHA but let's go! ♨︎_♨︎

"babe, let's eat takeouts tonight~", yeonjun whined on the couch, his limbs all sprawled out. "sure, just use my phone and i'll have the usual", you mindlessly say, focusing more on rummaging the kitchen, looking for snacks. yeonjun quickly grabbed your phone, opening it only to see his name on the screen, accompanied by other words.

'oh? yeonjunnie? hehe she's so cute', yeonjun thought as he continues to scroll the screen, reading what you're reading about him.

yeonjun snapped his hips into yours, making your elbows buck, face landing first into the mattress. "god, yeonjun, please don't stop", you pleaded, moans muffled by the mattress. "not gonna, baby. your pussy's too tight for that", yeonjun replied, delivering a smack to your behind.

yeonjun felt his ears redden, his back straightening as he continues to read. as he reaches the end, he can already feel the way his pants tighten from the tent forming, thinking about what you were thinking when you're reading those smuts, maybe imagining how he would do the exact same things to you.

yeonjun made his way to the kitchen, smirking as he sees you tiptoeing to get something from the top shelf. "still searching for snacks, babe?", yeonjun whispered against your neck, snaking his arms around your waist to hold you firmly against him. "mhmm, i think that's the one i want", you said, pointing at the said snack, completely unaware of your horny boyfriend behind you.

yeonjun stretches his arms out, reaching for the snack before putting it down in front of you but as you pulled his arms to walk away, it only got him to tighten them around you. "yeonjun...?"

"tell me babe, what were you reading about me, hm? i didn't know you like reading those things about me", yeonjun asked, his smirk evident in his voice. he almost laughed by the way you're obviously tensing in his arms, clearly caught off guard by his question.

"i-, im sorry, jjun", you meekly apologized, your head hanging low. "no, love, that's not what i meant. what im saying is, you could've just said to my face if you wanted me to be filthy, to make you as my own whore", yeonjun slurred, his lips now busy littering kisses along the crook of your neck.

"do you like it y/n, when im not being gentle with you? do you want me to fuck you right here, hm?", yeonjun asked as his hands fondled your clothed breasts, making you a mess in front of him. "answer me, y/n", yeonjun said through gritted teeth while pinching your nipple. "ngh, yes please, jjun. please fuck me right here", you squealed, already feeling yourself get wetter by the second.

"good, that's what i wanna hear, baby."

#CJ!asks #CJ!anon #tomorrow x together #txt #txt smut #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #yeonjun #yeonjun smut #yeonjun hard hours #yeonjun hard thoughts #txt imagines #yeonjun imagines

[mxpseudonym]

This Person Who Understands Me

Pairing: Luca Changretta x Blossom OC

Summary: Blossom is in a terrible accident and Luca can’t hold himself together.

Length: 1680

Warnings: Angsty! Whumpy! Vague details of a car crash.

Ask : Hi! I was wondering if you are taking requests, if you are I would love it if you could do a luca changretta x Blossom Oc in which Blossom gets really hurt physically, it doesn't have to be his fault. Would love angst, hurt/comfort. Anyway, hope you are having a good day :) (Also Im in love with your imagjnes) slayyyyy💅💗

A/N: I missed my favorite couple 🥹 . And this story just made me want to write another one that’s all fluff. I hope this fits the bill nonnie!

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Luca’s faith was habitual in nature. He went to mass to please his mother. He crossed his chest before meals and kissed the crucifix around his neck without a second thought because that’s how the Changrettas did it. And when they needed something to believe in or wanted God’s wrath to take care of a situation, it was nice to say a quick prayer. It had always been, and he’d lived an okay life because of it.

It was one of the last Saturdays of the summer, and Luca drove home with his windows down. He was just outside the city, coming home from talking to their upstate suppliers. He had his weekend planned. Go to the office and wrap up quick, get flowers for Blossom, then tease her to high heaven until she threatens to break off their movie date. Luca was rubbing his chin, smiling behind his hand at the thought of her pulling his ear when his body reacted on its own. The hair on his arms stood up as his heart rate picked up. He looked around, not seeing anything sinister around him, yet he sighed with a shaky breath. His was the only car on the road, but he picked up speed like someone was chasing him. Or rather, like he was racing against time.

Luca had never seen his brother so green in the face, his family so quiet when he burst into his mother’s kitchen, panting.

“What happened? What’s going on?” He asked, words jumbled but the sentiment there.

“How did you,” Angel began, but his mother stopped him.

“Luca, she’s hurt.”

“What?” He stumbled back, still panting but prepared to reach for his gun and find who he needed. His mother sighed. She may not have liked Blossom, but maternal instinct was in her bones.

“There was an accident, a freak accident the officers said. A trolley hit her ambulance. Luca, calm down,” she said, raising her hands to grasp her son’s face. “It was very bad, and she’s in surgery at the hospital.”

“Which one?”

“Luca,”

“Ma! Which one?!”

“St. Mark’s.”

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Seeing her was impossible, but leaving the hospital was out of the question. It was a car accident that sent equipment and the people inside banging into each other. They said she was bleeding internally and that her chest and legs were in bad shape. He couldn’t imagine it. She was just perfect when he’d left the night before with her warning to come back safe.

Luca moved from his chair in the waiting area and walked through the halls, not straying too far. He couldn’t catch his breath or stop his watering eyes.

“Not like this,” he murmured, loosening his tie. He walked into an empty stairwell. In the quiet, his forehead pressed against the gray wall as tears flowed. “Not like this.”

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Saturday turned to Sunday, and his mother bit her tongue about him not attending mass. She settled for bringing him to the shoddy hospital chapel instead. Luca held the basket of food she brought, staring into the fabric of the cloth that kept everything warm.

“They said she has another operation, Luca. You won’t see her today. Why don’t you try getting some sleep?” She asked. He huffed and rubbed his eyes with one hand.

“Sometimes I say something, and Blossom can just finish my sentence. When I buy her flowers, I already know the vase she’s gonna put them in. She knows what kind of day I’m having by how I sigh, apparently, and if I need a stiff drink or a movie. We don’t even have to talk to say something, we just look at each other, and it’s known. As long as I’m here, she knows it. She knows she’s not alone, Ma.”

He could feel his mother’s stare, but he’d said his piece, and that was all. He’d spent 5 years with Blossom, and there was no telling him anything about her. This person understood him so completely, and the thought of her not being there for anything else in his life? He wouldn’t accept it.

He didn’t know when his aunts joined him or when they started to pray. But their mumbled prayers filled his ears. He attempted but found himself cursing his body for wanting food, sleep, or water in a situation like this. When he began threatening the divine himself - she better make it through this. I’m not asking - he gave it up entirely.

He sighed and looked to the ceiling again. The tears were welling, and he didn’t try to stop them.

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“Mom was up half the night crying because you said there’s no one after Blossom for you. She really hates her.”

“Lonnie,”

“Stop interrupting me and eat.” Luca’s sister sat beside him on the outdoor bench in her school uniform. She was there from the beginning, quietly studying in the waiting room and only leaving the hospital for school because she knew Blossom would scold her if she didn’t. Lonnie sighed, leaning back.“I guess I can’t blame her. She’s caused us hell. I’ve never seen my brother cry so much and look like complete shit. First time for everything.”

Luca scoffed at her while taking a bite of the meal she’d brought. Yolanda, Lonnie, Changretta was only 16, but she was already different than him. When he was her age, he couldn’t wait to be a little older. On the other hand, Lonnie knew how young she was and used it to her advantage. She could say just about anything and get away with it.

“You really want to talk about how much everyone hates her right now?” He asked, laughing with no humor. There was a long silence, and the sound of rustling before the scent of burning tobacco wafted around them.

“What kind of woman names her child Blossom?” She asked before taking a pull from her cigarette.“That’s what I thought for nearly two years. It wasn’t just because I was 11 when I met her. A real kid. It’s because you call her that like it’s written on her birth certificate, like the big idiot you are.” She exhaled. “I remember thinking, how did you manage to find a woman who hated you and fall in love with her. And then I thought, how did you manage to get a woman who hates you to love you?”

“And now?” He asked, wondering if this was going somewhere.

“And now, I’m mad at God too.” Luca whipped his head toward her. He’d never mentioned that, not even to Ronnie. “She’s actually really amazing. I was only young when I met her, so of course, I sided with mom. But she’s always gotten me gifts and is kinder than some of those church ladies. If she yells at me for not wearing layers in the cold, she’s probably going to make me a scarf for the next time she sees me. That sort of thing. And she’s the one who told me I should try doing piano classes even if I ended up not liking them. And I don’t like it. But it was like a joke between us. She was going to come to my last recital on Thursday. But,”

Luca watched as tears dripped down his sister’s face to the white collar of her Saint Mary’s uniform. “Now she’s gotta worry about staying alive. How stupid. So yeah, me too. I’m mad at Him. But in your case, don’t be so angry you can’t care for her. Say your prayers and get some rest so that when the time comes, you won’t collapse at her bedside. She’d kill you for that.”

“When did you get so wise?” Luca chuckled a real laugh for the first time in ages.

“I’ve always been. You’re just now catching on.”

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The sprinkling of rain that wet the concrete wasn’t enough to make the hospital close the windows on such a humid Monday. Luca stared out at the trees thick with leaves and flowers and the people who walked along the busy path below. She would like this view, he thought when he approved the room. The nurses watched her in a separate room all night, and now he’d get to see her with his own eyes. The doors opened, and he heard wheels on the tiles before he turned to take her in.

Blossom was bruised all over, black eye and busted lip included. Her chest was a spattering of purple and blue. But the worst of it was her legs. One was in a cast up to her knee, and the other was in a full leg splint with rods keeping it in place. But she was awake. The doctors spoke to Ronnie, Angel, and his mothers as the nurses helped her onto the bed. Luca couldn’t move as he watched. Blossom blinked slowly in a daze and winced through the worst of it. But soon, she was propped up by blankets, and her legs were elevated.

When their eyes finally met, he was by her side in a second, just as her tears began welling. He could only hear his heartbeat and feel a tear leak down his face as he cupped her face.

“You’re okay.”

“I’m okay,” she agreed, nodding. “A little worse for wear, but I knew you were here.”

Luca breathed a sigh of relief.

“Good. Good.” As gently as he could, he wrapped his arms around her. He moved closer and flattened his palm against her upper back to stop himself from pulling her. He just needed to hold her.

“This hurts,” she whimpered as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and buried her face in his neck.

“I’m sorry,” he breathed, not loosening his grip in the slightest.

“I was so scared,” she whispered into his skin. She trembled in his arms, and Lonnie’s words rang clear in his head.

“You made it. You were always going to make it, and I’m here now to go the rest of the way with you.”

#Luca Changretta #Luca Changretta x Blossom OC #Luca Changretta fanfic #peaky blinders fanfic #peaky blinders imagine #Luca Changretta angst

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Bitter - oneshot

Four year…. Four years its been since Hannah was found.

Jake and I were madly in love, i had heard he was going to propose. However, we both after three years realized we weren't going to work. Did it hurt? You bet but it was a mutual feeling and no hurt feelings.

Today we are all at Hannah's and Thomas place. They are having a baby shower for their second child, which is a little girl. it's been three months since Jake and I ended things. He's here with a new girl and it brings up emotions I didn't think it would. It's almost like when your out and want coke and all they have is Pepsi, or when your on the outside of an inside joke.

Everyone seems to like her but I can't bring myself to go up to them. She's gorgeous and calm but I notice Jakes hand on her lower back. 

I'm sitting at the table outside with a drink of whiskey and coke. I look over their backyard and remember the first time we were all here. The yard backs up tocthe forest and theres two big oak trees perfect for shade and fun. The porch is huge with a table and chairs and extra sitting. This is perfect for the gang to grow as couples with all the future kids.

I notice one of the chairs next to me move out and I see Dan. "You okay boo?" He asks, looking at me. His brown eyes are soft and I know he's worried.

"I'll manage" I say as I down my drink. I swirl around the ice in my glass as I look at it.

"You have every right to miss him, MC. I know how much you loved that man." He softly says so noone else can hear this conversation.

"We ended things mutual. I can't even say it hurts. He's a catch, for certain. But seeing him bring someone here, I'm bitter." I bit the inside of my cheek regreting what I said as I look up and see him and her standing across the table. He's staring right at me and she's looking at him. My heart breaks as thaf use to be me at his side.

I push my chair back and head inside without saying anything to him. Dan grabs my arm "stay" he states trying to get me to meet her.

"I need a refill," i can't even bring myself to look at Jake again. I know he heard what I said and she probably did too.

As I walk away i hear him say to Dan "i just want them to meet."

"Give her time, hackerman. A wound was reopened." I hear Jake sigh. 

I know he just wants things to be good between us but it's too soon in my mind for him to bring someone new to this. I know his heart and he doesn't seem to love her.d

I bite my lip as I reach for the door to head inside and a hear a voice. "I'm coming for a drink too" she states.

It's not a voice I recognize and I turn and see her. I sigh as I have to bit my tounge if she wants to talk, specially about Jake. I hold the door and as she grabs it I bolt into the kitchen. I pour myself a shot and down it and then put some in my cup.

"Hi, Im Amber." She grabs two cans of coke and hands it to me.

"Hi, I'm MC." I grab it and open it.

"Wow! Your prettier in person then I imagined" she states.

She's gorgeous, dirty blonde hair and green eyes. Shes tiny though, what most people expected Jake to be with when he would introduce me to people. "Thanks" i say with a fake smile.

"You know, everyone tells me you and Jake dated. Is thst true?" She's blunt and wants an answer.

"Yeah, three years. You have nothing to worry about though, Amber," as I say her name I look to make sure I said the right name. She doesn't even look at me.

"Honestly, I'm always worried about the ex when they are still around" she softly smiles.

I sigh "we ended, i guess you can say on good terms."

"Then why not talk to him or me until now?"

I take a drink and as I look up I see Jake standing in the door way. "Yeah why you ignoring me?" His voice sends chills down my spine.

This was a question I wasn't prepared for and I can't answer it without telling the truth. It isn't right for me to break them up. "I haven't been very social in general today" i go to walk past Jake bit he grabs my wrist and looks in my eyes. 

The look, I know all to well. He knows me too well to know that there is more. "Amber, can you give us a bit to talk" his eyes don't move from mine.

She walks past me and he grabs her and kisses her without letting me go. I turn my head bit not before I notice him kissing her but looking at me. I know he's trying to make a point and fuck does it hurt.

Amber walks away back outside to everyone and he pulls me into the guest bedroom. This room is simple but Hannah made sure cozy. The bed is in the center and theres a dresser and desk with a wooden chair and a tan pillow and a soft blanket on the back.

"One rule with us has always been no bullshit MC so don't start now." He grabs my chin to look at him. As I look into his eyes the walls inside just break down with him alone.

"Hearing about your new life and a brand new you.I heard you got a new job but I heard you moved.  I don't wanna hear it, don't wanna hear about you. I don't give a fuck but yet I do." I raise my voice as I pull away from him and turn my back. I feel the tears forming and I can't let him see me like this. He's here with her. She's the one that he's leaving with and going home with.

"Then you tell them you don't want to hear it. You tell me how your feeling when I'm around." His voice raises as I know hes trying to keep control.

"IM BITTER!" I yell turning around and he's right behind me. His cobalt blue eyes staring back at me. He doesn't say or do anything. I see his jaw clench at that. 

"I know she thinkin' now she found herself a winner.I know you fucked her on the counter right before you cooked her dinner, yeah.  That you threw out all our furniture and pictures. I bet you sugarcoat the truth, I bet you're real sweet with her, yeah. I know you think about me when you kiss her. I left a taste in your mouth, can she taste me now? I'm bitter." I state holding my ground.

He steps away and runs his fingers through his jet black hair. His eyes close and he sighs. "MC, we both agreed we weren't good for eachother. We didn't hurt eachother when we left so why? Why now?"

I feel the tears in my eyes. "Maybe…." I stop. I never was one to break apart a couple and I won't do it now. "Just forget it" i state going to leave but he steps between me and the door.

"No say it." His voice is stern as he grabs my wrist. I look at his hsnd on my wrist and I freeze. My mind goes back to when we ended things and he tried to change my mind.

I look up at him and i lose all control of my mind. "I thought maybe we would take a break and return to each other." I turn around and cover my mouth.

I feel his hand on my right bicep. "Your the one to say for us to start seeing other people." His voice is soft now.

"I just…" theres a knock on the door and it opens. It's Amber and Hannah standing in the doorway.

Hannah instantly knows whats happening by my tears but I just bolt through them and outside from some fresh air.

I turn around as I hear the door swing open and see Jake running but Dan stops him. I can't hear what is being said but by Jakes face I have a feeling. I hear Jake say 'we need to finish our conversation'

He turns and walks away and Dan stands there watching me. Amber is completely unphased by what she walked into and clings to Jake but he pushes her away. I know what's happening. I know that man all too well not too. He doesn't truly love her, he's just trying to fill the hole we both have.

She stands there and looks at me but I look away. Im staring off into the words when theres a gentle tap on my shoulder. I look up to see Thomas with a drink and he hands it to me. I take it and drink it, i smile softly as Dan made it for me.

The rest of the time I stay away from Jake and Amber. Which is hard as she grew a liking to Jessy and Dan.

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It's been six months since the baby shower. Hannah and Thomas had their little girl, named April Rose. They had asked me to be a guardian for her and I gladly accepting knowing that meant I was staying apart of Jake's life.

It was hard at first seeing him and Amber so much but i came to terms that he was happy. He at least acted like it, up until recently. He had started spending more time away from her and with me and April as I would be watching her a lot.

I had the night off from everything and was curled up on the couch watching some random TV. Amber and I had grown somewhat close, she didn't see me as a threat anymore with Jake. However, she didn't see how he was with me when we were we are alone. It feels like old times and its breaking my heart. I refuse to be the reason they break up but I see it in his face when he looks at me and at her. I keep telling myself no but my heart keeps getting pulled back to him.

I hear the doorbell ring and I wasn't expecting it so I check the camera. I see Jake standing there with flowers and what looks like a bag of takeout. I sigh, knowing I'm going to have to break our hearts. I get up and open the door. The smile he has melts my heart and I let him in. He closes the door and looks at me.

"You should be home with Amber," I state, trying to keep my distance from him.

"I can't keep this up anymore. I miss you, MC." His soft voice makes me weak as he stares into my eyes.

He steps closer to me and I back up until I'm at the wall but he doesn't stop until he's right against me. His scent is one I had bought from him and I hadn't been smelling it on him when we hang out to watch the kids or even when we have game night with everyone, including Amber. The mint with a tropical scent drives me crazy. I smell the hint of orange, lemon, apples, tonks beams, amber, a woodys vanilla, and moss. I also smell the leather from his jacket and oh the memories. 

This cologne is one I had picked up for special nights between us. It's one I would spray on his hoodie and curl up on the couch with when he had to work late. It's one that when we ended things drove me crazy because I smelt it on all my clothes for weeks.

I close my eyes, not wanting to be the reason they break up. Amber had confided in me that she thinks there is someone else but I shut down those feelings of hers. I couldn't let her know he's been trying to win me back. I had gone on a couple dates but everytime Jake somehow manages to get between us. I hate the control he has over me but I can't help it. Not after what I said at the baby shower. I feel his hot breath on my skin. I feel his body heat between us.

I open my eyes and his mouth is inches from mine. "Jake you're with Amber. I refuse to let you cheat on her." My heart breaks as the words comes out of my mouth.

He steps back and pulls out his phone and sends a text. Before I can stop him he sends it and puts it back into his pocket. He pins me against the wall again "there now I'm not."

"Jacob Evans! You will not break a girls heart over text" I push him away. I hear my phone go off with an incoming call from Amber.

I pick it up and answer before he can stop me. "Hey Amber, whats up?" I state glaring at Jake.

I hear the tears in her voice as she's unable to speak. "What did he do?" I ask walk away from him. I know what happened but she can't know.

"He ended us in a fucking text! He said he loves someone else and he wants to win her heart." She manages to get out.

"Let me deal with him okay?" You just grab that icecream and a movie. I have a guy I've been seeing over tonight and tomorrow we will deal with him. Okay, sweetie?" I feel Jakes arms wrap around my waist as I'm trying to calm her down.

"Oh god I didn't realize you were seeing someone." She exclaims.

"Hey it's okay, I didn't tell anyone. I didn't want to jinx it." I sigh. She can't know I'm with him. "But we will talk over coffee tomorrow. And I will knock some sense into his head." I smile into the phone.

"You always know how to fix things with Jake. I seriously don't see why he walked away from you." Her voice is soft with that last bit but I heard it.

"Bye Amber" I state, hanging up the phone and putting it down on the counter.

"Don't fight us, this anymore. We were meant for eachother." His words in my ear as he pulls me closer to him.

I can't look at him but I feel his breath on my neck. His finger are playing with my shirt hem and he knows he's breaking down my walls. I pull away from him and grab another drink, this time whiskey. "We both said we weren't good for eachother." I manage to get out as he stays where he was but grabs my hand.

He hold my hand with my back towards him for a moment. He spins me around so I'm facing him. The look in his eyes is pure love. It's like when we first met. "Damn it MC! What do I need to do to prove to you that I can't live another day without you by my side?"

His voice and words hit me like a ton of bricks. I realize in that moment he never stopped loving me. "You call Amber right now and you tell her the truth. You tell her everything. You don't get to break her heart over text and not hear her cry." I state crossing my arms.

He tilts his head and grabs his phone and pulls it out. He puts it on speaker as he calls her. She answers and you can hear the tears in her voice.

She doesn't say anything and neither does he until I motion for him too. "Amber, I'm sorry for how I ended things. You need to know something though." His words sting as I know she will hate me for this.

"Well spit it out, I can't hate you anymore. Even MC knows what you did already," you can hear her wiping tears away.

"I still am in…." He stops mid sentence and I know he's struggling.

"Still what?" She asks.

"Love with MC. I thought I could move on but I was wrong." His head hangs low.

"Are you with her right now? Have you been with her since you sent that text?" He doesnt answer her. He knows what he did was wrong.

I tap his arm and he shakes his head no as he goes to hang up but I grab his phone. "I'm sorry Amber. I had no idea he was going to do this tonight." I say shakily into the phone. All of a sudden the call ended and I put the phone down. I slide down to the floor and realize I'm officially a homewrecker.

He grabs us both a drink of whiskey and hands it down to me. "I'm sorry, MC" his voice is soft.

"How long? How damn long have you been trying to fight us?" I look up at me.

"Eight months. I thought in the start that's what you wanted so I found her. I really thought I loved her, until you spilled your guts to me." I hear the tears in his voice.

"Jake, you could of said something then," I hear the frustration in my voice towards him.

"I fucking tried, MC, Dan stopped me. I told him I still loved you then. His words 'both your wounds have been open give her space' then you kept your distance." He kneels down in front of me and cups my face to look at him.

Without any thought I lean in and our lips meet. I feel the passion as he kisses me back and those walls left standing just crumble down. My hands grab his biceps as I pull myself closer to him, not wanting to believe this but not wanting to let him go.

He finally pulls away from the kiss and leans his forehead against mine as we both our out of breath. "I thought we couldn't work this out. I thought…" I say stopping mid sentence as I look into those blue eyes.

His smile drives me crazy as he looks at me. "Thought what?" His voice is filled with lust and love.

"When we started falling apart it was over and no fixing it." I sigh.

"We can always fix our problems. Its us against the world." His voice sends chills down my spine but I can't stop looking into the blue eyes. "Let's eat though I went to our favorite Chinese place."

My face must of light up like a kid in a candy store as he says that. He stands up and reaches his hand out for me.

We both decided in that night of Chinese, cuddles, and movies to let our hearts be whole again with eachother.

#duskwood #duskwood fandom #duskwoodlover #duskwood fanfiction #duskwood mc #duskwood jake #fanfics #jake x mc #mc x jake #i love jake

[this-isajokerjoke]

dudley and his attempt at redemption

just imagine y’all

little dudley trying to play with harry and getting in trouble 

the only time he would get scolded or in trouble was when he hung out with harry and when he was angry he never got in trouble when he took it out on harry (ex yelling or punching him in the arm) as a child

so he kinda just stopped being nice to him

once, he was so angry. he got home from school and he could feel his hands shaking and the rage bubbling up his throat. he's seven. then he walks into the kitchen and he sees harry. and he lets loose. he hits harry again and again and harry is crying and he doesn't care because harry is a freak and when his mother comes in to see what all the noise was all she does is scold harry for being so loud. 

then she asks dudley if he feels better, and he does. all she says is “good im glad you got that out of your system”

so whenever he's angry he takes it out on harry. 

then his aunt comes over and, having heard the stories of harry at school, laughs when dudley shoves harry so hard he slams into his cupboard door. 

after that he hurts harry for fun. soon his friends join in. harry is a freak and he deserves everything after all he put dudley’s family through. this is harry potters punishment. 

this goes on for years

when dudley is fourteen, he starts feeling a little bad listening to harry be beat by his father or seeing him dodge a frying pan for messing up breakfast

he ignores it. his cousin is a freak. he's weird and gets in trouble and isn't liked by anyone. he deserves every bit of pain and hurt because he needs to learn to fit in and be normal. then finally, his house might be peaceful like it is at his friends houses

when he's fifteen, he reads a story in school. it's about a boy who is hurt by his parents and there's a class discussion on the short story. his classmates keep saying that “no one should be hurt by someone who's supposed to take care of them” and his teacher tells the class that if that sort of thing goes on at home, it's classified as abuse and they need to report it

dudley is confused. his situation is different, he thinks. harry is a freak. but after that, he stops hurting harry for fun. it's lost all appeal. 

he lashes out when he's upset. but he can't help but think of that dumb story. 

then, the summer before he turns 16, a new girl moves to surrey. she's pretty, dudley thinks. he meets her. she's kind and makes dudley’s heart skip beats. he goes over to her house one day, to pick her up for a date. she calls her parents by their first names, and dudley questions her. 

“oh,” she says, fidgeting a little. “my birth parents were deemed unfit to have guardianship over me. they're in prison for child abuse. so i'm being fostered.”

that explains her occasional flinches and panic attacks

it's explains why she's underweight. 

so once they began to date, he noticed more and more about her. she had panic attacks a lot, there were certain phrases that sent her into a spiral. she fell asleep on him once, during a movie. she thrashed and screamed and sobbed in her sleep, and when dudley finally woke her up, it took half an hour to coax her into calming down. 

she told him she had nightmares about her childhood. she was diagnosed with ptsd a while back. 

that was when dudley dursley decided to protect this girl with all he had. 

dudley hasnt hung out with his friends in a while. piers asks why at one point, but dudley just shrugs and avoids him more. the group stops talking to him completely when dudley punches one of them in the stomach. he’s not sure why.

so when harry came back for the summer, dudley saw the same things he saw in his girlfriend. he heard his cousin say things in his sleep, for them to stop or to “run cedric, run”

when harry was locked in his room without food or water, dudley snuck some in for him. he gave him ice packs and bandaids and tylenol when he was beat, and he didn't mention harry’s nightmares like he would have years before.

by the time the school year started, dudley knew that his parents hadn't treated harry potter right. there wasn't an excuse for him hurting harry even, and harry had been abused in the dursley home. 

dudley threw up.

when dudley dursley was 17, his cousin returned to his house in a panic. he watched as harry packed everything up and begged the his parents to understand that there was a war, they're in danger, they need to go into hiding please for their own safety

dudley dursley was 17 when he last told his girlfriend he loved her but it was for the best that they broke up. harry wouldn't lie about being in danger, and the last thing dudley wanted was the sweet girl to be hurt again

dudley dursley was 17 when he moved away from surrey. he was 17 when he asked his parents why harry wasn't coming with them and they told him harry was a waste of space. 

dudley dursley was 17 when he realized not even a part of him believed that. 

dudley dursley was 17 when he spoke to his cousin last and told him “i don't think you're a waste of space.”

harry potter is 17 when he says, “thanks big d.”

#harry potter #abused harry potter #dudley dursley #abusive dursley family #dudley dursley redemption #redemption arc #he was a child #and that doesn’t excuse what he did #but it’s a reason #and finding the reason is the first step to healing #i don’t like dudley #but i hate his parents more #he deserves a chance at being good #he did as he was taught #BUT HARRY DOES NOT OWE HIM FORGIVENESS

[cutecherrygirl]

Maknae line imagine

Roommates

Warning: soft, funny, cringe, cheesy 💛

Han

"IM HOME." You yelled loudly enough so Han could hear. After not getting an respond you walked around the house trying to find him. "Where the hell is he?" You thought to yourself but your thoughts were interrupted by a nouce of humming coming from your room. "This can't be good." you said to yourself preparing what to see when you open the door. Opening the door slightly you saw Han standing in front of your mirror with a powder brush and a bottle of your foundation. It took a couple of seconds for him to notice you in the reflection of the mirror. He turned around with wide eyes trying to say something but no words came out. "Soo ehm how was school?" Han asked trying to change the subject. " Why in the world are you using my make up?" You asked with a slight amusement in your voice "I ehm- I just needed- ive got the most massive pimple ever Y/N! You need to cover it up for me! I can't go to an interview like this!" He pleated. "Fine, but next time inform me please, can't have you wantedring around my room!" "Yeah I understand, wait, are you hiding something in here?" He asked curiously. "Nooo" you pulled on the word starting to cover his not so invisible pimple.

Felix

"This cannot be happening." He whispered to himself. But yes it did. You just beat Felix in a video game. "Cheer up Lixie, its not like I murdered someone." You told him while he just stared at you, with mouth wide open in amazement. "Shut your mouth sweetie, uless you want to catch some flies?" You commented cheekily. After zoning out Felix came back to reality and exclaimed " You are good at video games." But it came out more like a question "yeah, is there something wrong with that?" You asked with a raised eyebrow. "But you're a girl!?" He questioned. "Uhm yeah, just because im a girl doesn't mean im bad at boy things. Remember that time I won our wresting fight?" You lifted your point finger up after saying that to look smart. After taking in the words it was Felix's turn to raise an eyebrow. "You did not win that fight and you know that!" He said. "Are you so sure? " You asked, but before he could agree you attacked him on the couch now wrestling around on the small amount of space.

Seungmin

"Noo not again Y/N" Seungmin protested trying to snap the movue disk (yes the movie disk) out of your hand. "Seungmin! You promised me it was my time to choose the movie!" You fought back. "Yes, but every time you get to choose its always the same movie we watch." He said taking a bite of Strawberry. "But I love this film!" You said walking over to the DVD player, poping the movie disk in. "Fine, but dont mind me if I fall asleep like I've done the last 3 times we've watched it." He responds lifting his arm up for you to join him in the couch. "Just admit it, yoh love watching Frozen with me." You said looking uo at him from your position on his chest. "I think I enjoy this more." He said and without warning squished strawberry all over ur face. " KIM SEUNGMIN!!" You yelled at him, but before you could react he stood up, and started to run into the kitchen. Sighing lightly you started to run after him , getting your revenge by using some whipped cream and his cute little puppy plushie.

Jeongin

Tossing thr T-shirts in different categories Jeongin quite hummed to the music you were listening to in your washing room. "Is this mine or yours?" Jeongin asked refering to a White Dior shirt. Looking up from a big pile of socks you were working at, you stirred at it fir a moment before answering. "Try to look at the size" Looking at the little mark on the shirt he scoffted before throwing it over to your pile of clean clothes. "I can definitely not work it out in a Y/T/S size I need XS." Laughing slightly you started to throw some socks at him. "Are you calling me fat?" You asked with a fake hurt expression." Maybe?" He teased, letting you throw some more socks at him. "Why the hell do you have so many socks??" You asked " I may oray not have been stealing some from Hyunjin while being in tour." He answered. " Maybe you should return them back." "Nah, I like to see you working hard on folding them." He sahd with a wink before you threw one that hit him right in the face.

#skz stay #kpop #skz #stray kids #straykids #stray kids imagines #skz imagines #maknae line #skz maknae line #fluff #funny #jeongin #felix #han jisung #seungmin

[ravixen]

hey!! I came across your work thru ao3 and I am in love with how you write these drabbles! I’m a new carat and it’s really hit me how little fics there are for readers taller/physically stronger than the members. im all for the being taken care of vibe but they deserve someone they can “look up to” too!!

as such, i shall request a tall!reader or trainer!reader either platonic or romantic fic? either ot13 or 95line is fine!! thank u so much for ur service, all ur writing has me smiling at my screen like a crazy person. 💜

svt + needing help with the top shelf

➔ reaction || requested || 95-line

➔ warnings: none || 488 words ➔ notes: fluff, tall!y/n ; it always makes me so happy to see new people love seventeen. i watched as they handed out flyers on the street to advertise their performances pre-debut. years later, they continue to bring in fans. (also, if i may self plug, i occasionally post on @imagine-svt for specific carats such as wheelchair using carats, blind carats, tall carats, athletic carats, etc.) i chose a specific situation for your request :) pls reblog if you liked. if you're reading on ao3 or don't have a tumblr account, pls give kudos!

SEUNGCHEOL: have you seen this man — he's literally so baby. you hear him call you from the kitchen, and when you walk in, he's reaching for the top shelf, fingers a few inches shy of the peanut butter jar. you lean against the door frame and cross your arms, a smile tugging at your lips. "yeah, what's up?" you raise an eyebrow. you know what he wants, but you want to hear it from him. "can you get this for me, baby? it's too high." he throws in a pout for good measure, and you can't help rolling your eyes at how shameless he is. if any of his members happen to walk by and gag at his antics, he'll just lift his chin, daring them to say anything. today, though, everyone's out, so he even repeats the question in this cutesy voice that sickens you. you groan. "okay, okay, fine, just stop doing that."

JEONGHAN: he's so handsy. granted, he's handsy with everyone, but with you, he's particularly comfortable with grabbing a handful of ass and pressing up against your back until you throw him a look. he only sends you a saccharine smile, chin barely clearing over your shoulder, and asks you to do him a favor. "it's the hair dryer again," he says and runs fingers through his damp fringe to emphasize his point, as if you don't notice his shower-fresh scent and your sweater hanging off his frame. "i swear you get a stool and put it up there every time because i know i leave it under the sink for you," you tell him but follow him anyway. he laughs into a covered hand. "you can't prove it." but you both know by the way the plug hangs off the shelf that that's exactly what happened. still, he presses a kiss to your cheek once you hand the dryer to him and you keep your mouth closed.

JOSHUA: he doesn't ask you for help often in private, but in public...well, it's embarrassing to be climbing the shelves in the clothing store. "seriously, is there nobody around?" he frowns, looking up and down the aisle. the shirt he wants is just out of his reach, and it seems like every worker in the store is busy. he leans back against your chest, and your arm automatically comes up to curl around his waist, other hand pocketing the phone you were scrolling on. "you want me to get it?" you ask. "the white one, right?" he hums in confirmation. "the size medium right above us, please." you snag it with the tips of your fingers, and his eyes brighten once you pass it over. he holds it up to his shoulders and realizes that it's too small. "...uhm, would you be mad if i asked for the large instead?" he looks up and sees it already in your hand. "no, why would i be?"

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[ty-the-trainwreck]

Im a little late to Ronancetober but I’m here!

Day 4.

Horror Movie AU

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Nancy hummed a tune as she looked over her collection. She hovered her hand over each one of the trinkets, until stopping and running her hand down one.

“Hmm…” She picked it up, examining it, “You’ll do.” Nancy turned and continued to hum as she walked into the kitchen. Turning on the sink she ran the item underneath the stream of water.

“Hey baby.”

Nancy turned her head as she heard the familiar voice.

She smiled as Robin met her in the kitchen, making her way behind Nancy and peering over her shoulder.

“You haven’t forgotten right?”

Robin wrapped her arms around Nancy’s waist.

“Oh, I would never forget.” Nancy kissed Robin’s cheek, making her way to the collection sitting dormant on the dining table.

“Quite the arsenal you got here.” Robin smiled.

Nancy chuckled, placing all of them into a box. “We have a special occasion.” The blonde girl carefully took the bag and lifted one of the floorboards, carefully tucking the box away. “Ready?” Robin stood up. “As ready as I'll ever be.” Nancy grinned, tugging the black cloth over her head.

Robin left the room for a brief moment, returning with a white mask with an elongated mouth and large eyes. “Remember, no traces,” Robin whispered to her.

“They won’t even find a spec of dust from me.”

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Robin leaned onto the wall, watching as Nancy left the house. She immediately picked up the phone as she heard the door click.

Carefully dialing the number, she called Steve.

“This is the Harrington household, It’s Steve!”

Robin cringed.

“I really hate how you answer your phone.” She heard Steve chuckle from the other line.

“Sure, anyways. What did you call for?” Robin pushed herself onto the windowsill. “What was it like being with Nancy?”

Robin waited for Steve’s response as she picked at her nail polish. “Nancy? What you like her or something?” Steve laughed.

He didn’t know they were already together.

“Maybe, maybe not.”

Steve gasped, Robin winced at the sound. “You do! You like Nance!” She could imagine the boy jumping up and down in her mind.

Robin laughed, tucking her head into her hand. “Okay fine, you got me. But answer my question.” She relaxed for a moment.

“Fine, it’s like dating an angel or something. She’s so nice and it feels almost criminal how pretty she is. Nance used to apologize all the time. To be honest, she lets people walk over her too easily. But she’s changed. And to be honest again, I think you, Buckley, changed her.”

Robin scoffed at him.

“Oh please, it’s Nancy Wheeler!” She played along, folding her hands in her lap.

“Yeah, the same Nancy that stares at you like she’s a hungry lion that hasn’t seen meat in the last month! She obviously likes you bro.” Steve crunches on something, presumably an apple of some sort.

“She does not look at me like that!” Robin laughed.

“Yes she does!”

They went back and forth for a few minutes before she could hear a thud from Steve’s line.

“Steve?”

“Rob?” He mumbled.

She smiled, “Yeah?”

“I think someone is in my house.” Steve said shakily.

“What?! Go hide!” She yelled.

Robin knew she was being loud.

And she knew whoever was over there could hear her.

“Shh.”

Silence.

Then another thud, followed by a scream. And silence again.

“Stevie?” Robin said in a sing song voice.

“Not Steve, dear.” She heard Nancy’s voice come from the phone. “Is he down?” Robin whispered.

“Down and not coming back up.” Robin hummed, “Good, you know what to do. Hurry, come back home.”

“Did something happen?” Nancy’s voice went cold. Robin shivered at the sound of it.

“No, I just miss you.” Robin smiled as Nancy chuckled. “I’ll be home soon baby. Be good for me?” Nancy asked.

Robin nodded before remembering Nancy couldn’t see her. “Always.”

“Good girl, I’ll be home in 5.”

Robin slumped farther down.

“See you later,”

She lowered her voice.

“Ghost-face.”

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(YIPPEE DAY 4!!!)

#nancy #robin #ronance #steve #steve harrington #stranger things #ronancetober