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defectivevillain · 3 years

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when you’re on your period…. (as a trans guy)

pairing (separate): Harry Potter x male reader, Ron Weasley x male reader, Cedric Diggory x male reader, Blaise Zabini x male reader

author’s note: ya im on my period so you best believe i had to write something like this. alright anyways let’s get into it

if you’re fem aligned dni pls :)

Harry Potter

y'all already know Harry would be so so so sweet and attentive when you’re on your period

it’s funny though because whenever you tell him you’re on your period

he just goes “aw that sucks :/”

so naturally you have to slap him on the shoulder (playfully ofc)

he’d be so helpful tho honestly

has literally no problem getting pads/tampons/whatever for you

like toxic masculinity who????

and obviously he has so many friends that are girls. so if you’re on your period you will most definitely see him going around whispering to his girl friends if they have stuff

the very first time you get your period, Harry doesn’t really know what to do

the next day you’re walking into the Great Hall for breakfast when you see Harry talking to Hermione

you try not to eavesdrop but... you’re curious ;0

and you just hear him going “so what should I do for him? like what do I get him? what do you use? what’s helpful? is there anything he definitely needs-”

and you smile to yourself because you know he’s trying his best to be there for you

Ron Weasley

okay so telling Ron you're on your period?

easily the most nerve wracking thing you've ever had to do

and you’re so nervous because you don’t want him to react weirdly or something

so when you first walk over to him, your hands shaking, he immediately is concerned

alarms are running off through his head- did you get hurt? were you alright? why were you so nervous?

and then you told him you were on your period.

you kind of grimace and break eye contact with him, afraid to see his reaction.

it’s quiet for a bit....

which is unusual when you’re with Ron, because he's quite easygoing and, well, loud when he’s around you.

you turn to look at your shaking hands in your lap when suddenly

he gently holds your face and tilts your head up to face him

and you’re like huh???? but then you see the expression on his face and holy shit-

the softest smile is on his face. and you can’t help but smile back at him.

the two of you stare at each other for a bit, smiling. then he breaks the air.

“okay.”

it seems like he’s lost for words, but you know by the way his thumbs are lightly caressing your cheeks that he is going to be very supportive and helpful :)

Cedric Diggory

for whatever reason you are absolutely horrible at recognizing the signs so more often than not Cedric figures out you're on your period before you do.

you’re just vibing and complaining that your back hurts a bit and he’s just like

bruh?????

“probably your period, duh”

and you just look at him, wide eyed because how did this mf know????

he answers your questioning gaze with “you always complain about your back hurting before you get your period...”

anyways

he's very observant

and is the most gentlemanly gentleman to ever gentleman

he always acts like a gentleman but.. bUT when you’re on your period???

suddenly he’s asking you how you’re feeling every five seconds,

constantly bringing you food if you're hungry

there’s even one day when you’re really tired. like really tired. so tired that you just fall asleep in the middle of doing your homework in the library??

and Cedric just looks at you in exasperation before shrugging and picking you up in his arms

bro he is STRONG like his muscles?? WHEW I MEAN ANYWAYSSS

but yeah at one point he’s going up the stairs and kind of jostles you by accident which leads to you waking up. and you just groggily blink for a second, looking up at him and evidently realizing that he’s carrying you.

and you get really flustered and tuck your head into his chest so he can’t see the absolutely lovestruck look on your face

but he’s proud of himself for getting that reaction. lol.

eventually he gets you back to your dorm- don’t ask how, prefect secret- and sets you down on your bed.

after helping you to get settled in, he sits on the edge of the bed next to you. you’re too tired to really do anything except start to doze off...

the last thing you recollect before falling asleep is him pressing a light kiss to your forehead

Blaise Zabini

alright let’s be real

Blaise tries to act like he doesn't care about you. (the key word being tries)

and when you first tell him you're on your period he does one of his little scoffs and then you just drop it.

after all, you didn’t really expect him to fawn over you- he’s not the type of person to pamper his partner or anything.

and so you don’t really think he behaves any differently than normal.

but.

his housemates most definitely do notice

because it’s so obvious how much he cares about you

Blaise isn’t one to really talk about his friends but he’s constantly bragging about you to his friends, about how you’re such a good student and good at everything you do.

and when you’re on your period???

he is always shooting you concerned looks when you’re not looking

Blaise still kind of thinks that having feelings for someone is a weakness but his concern for you overrides any of that shit

idk he’s the kind of boyfriend that isn’t super vocal about his love for you, but instead shows it through his actions

so instead of vocally being like “I'm here for you, I support you” blah blah blah

his love for you shows through in the little things

like when he lightly clasps your hand under the desk in potions, or when he shoves more food onto your plate at dinner... or when he gives you his jacket when you’re cold.... stuff like that :)

OMFG WAIT I JUST THOUGHT OF SOMETHING 4KJGIOUGSRHJTS OKAY OKAY

so imagine you’re not even dating right!!! you’re really close friends but you’re not dating or anything

and there’s one day where you just feel like compete and utter shit

you try going to your classes

and the day goes fine

until potions.... where Blaise sits next to you...

and he immediately notices when you sit down that something is off- you have a pained expression on your face- and so immediately he concludes you must be sick or something

he chides you for being there, whisper-hissing at you about how you shouldn’t have gone to class

he literally cannot stop admonishing you for going to class- like it literally gets so bad that Snape takes 5 points from Slytherin to get him to shut the fawk up

even then, you can feel his gaze burning into the side of your head

by some miracle, Snape doesn’t have any lab work assigned for the day, which means it’s just kind of a reading day

and you are just slowly feeling more and more like shit

somehow you manage to make it through the class period

and you stay in the room until you’re certain Snape and all your peers have left so you don’t draw attention to yourself

you try to get up and are hit with a sudden wave of dizziness and vertigo- so bad that you kind of topple backwards

you brace yourself for a brutal contact with the floor

but suddenly you find yourself colliding with a hard chest

and you try to turn around (key word being try because you’re very disoriented) but all you can manage to see is a dark green tie

the person has a firm grip on your arm, grounding you

they turn you around and you wobble a little bit, hand shooting out to brace yourself against your desk

and you look up and Blaise is looking at you with the scariest look on his face

immediately you start sweating bullets

but Blaise just goes “you shouldn’t have come to class.”

and then proceeds to help you out of the room, leading you with a hand on the small of your back

author’s end note: MWAHAHAHAHHA ooh yes I like how that turned out very much. especially the lil Blaise thing at the end heheheheh

#male reader #x male reader #harry potter #Harry Potter x male reader #Ron Weasley x male reader #Cedric diggory x male reader #Blaise zabini x male reader #hogwarts #hp male reader #fanfic #self insert #y/n #male y/n

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lasquadrasfuckhouse · 3 years

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risotto ✂️

bdsm (duh), shibari, leather and latex, marking, impact play, size kink, mild breathplay, blood and knives but only on himself

hard dom? no way honey, this guy's a switch

he'll start out as a more encouraging dom but he'll definitely go harder as you build familiarity

he likes subbing to be taken care of and not worry for a bit, wants to feel loved but that doesn't mean he always wants a soft experience either. basically dom him the way he doms u and he'll melt

AFTERCARE KING WE ALL KNEW THIS. doesn't matter how big u are, he is strong and if you'll let him he'll pick u up and carry you to a nice warm bath/cozy bed. extremely attentive, will soothe and kiss every mark, stroke your hair, cuddle you and murmur praise and let you know just how much he cares about you. big and gentle 😭

yes yes his dick is huge but it's also PIERCED, im talking like prince albert piercing and studs down the underside. nipples are pierced too, tug on them with ur teeth if u wanna drive him wild

is his tongue pierced? probably. does it help him give the most amazing head? absolutely. but his STAMINA is the backbone of that incredible head, he'll fucking go until you push his head away from overstimulation. he loves giving, finds it intimate. he could die happy between his babe's thighs

pretty much all around craves a sense of intimacy. prefers positions where he can see ur face and kiss u (including riding whether he is the horse or the cowboy, but he does love spooning sex). REALLY loves picking up his partner and fucking them deep, one of his faves is picking his babe up and fucking them face to face against a wall, whether he's railing or going slow and intense. he's not big on quickies, dude likes to take his sweet time

he has a lot of stamina in that sense too, he can go for a LONG ass time and cum hard, but it's usually a one and done deal for him. another round would require a good break in between, but he'd absolutely love to use his mouth or hands on his partner in that time. he's usually quiet, but if u can get a second (or rarely third) orgasm out of him (ESPECIALLY if ur domming him and he's taking ur overstimulation) he will fucking s i n g

will always want to make you cum first, suuuuper big on foreplay cause also like, he's huge. seeing you take him no matter where, ass/pussy/mouth, Hell Yeah. if ur tummy bulges? HELL YEAH. but he doesn't want to hurt u

like, on purpose, controlled and sexy hurt? spanking, riding crops, biting you? Hell Yeah. but if he hurts you on accident he'll feel REALLY fucking bad. like if he accidentally bites you hard enough to bleed; he doesn't like it if it's your blood :(

(that doesn't mean he's shy about period sex tho if his partner menstruates b/c that's natural and he literally does not give a fuck)

but if you bite or scratch him hard enough to bleed, kiss him so he tastes his blood on your lips? HOOH BOY. GET READY FOR THE FUCK OF YOUR LIFE

loves cumming inside wherever (as long as it's all safe and stuff ofc)

a hips and thighs kinda bitch but he is very drawn in by his s/o's neck too (he's not a vampire he swears)

prosciutto 🚬

bdsm, lingerie, waxplay, degradation/dirty talk, clothed/semi-clothed sex, impact play, facials, finger sucking, orgasm control, marking, damn this guy's a freak in the sheets 😳

i'd call him like, 80% dom 20% sub. if u dom him u gotta work for it because he is absolutely a bratty sub and he will expect/challenge you to put him in his place

while domming he can be encouraging or harsh, DEFINITELY harsh if you misbehave on purpose. he will edge you for hours, make you count how many spanks he gives, step on you, blow smoke in your face and maybe put his cigarette out on you if you're bad enough, all while calling you a slut

HUGE on aftercare all the time, but really doubles down if he's been especially rough. very detail-oriented in his care, thinks ahead. he'll do anything and everything for you, praise you and tell you how much he loves you. he cares and he's not afraid to show it (and even if he was, aftercare is necessary and he's not That kind of asshole)

FOUL fucking mouth. if you can give as good as you get, whispering in his ear while you subtly graze his arm/back/thigh, he's in love

if you give him a pretty picture in lacy lingerie and let him fuck you while you're still wearing it, HE'S IN LOVE (he also likes wearing lingerie himself, sometimes just for the fuck of it under his suit and it's a nice surprise for u)

let him light a candle and drip wax over your bare back. he'll give u a nice massage with some soothing oil later

Very into classy leather gloves, whether on himself or his partner. spanking with that shit? Hell Yeah. loves the sharp feeling and sound, same goes for riding crops and flogs too

LOVES receiving head but loves giving too. if u open ur mouth and stick out ur tongue and let him cum on ur face, he's in love. if u cum on HIS face, HE'S! IN! LOVE!!!! prefers to cum on u somewhere in general, face chest stomach thighs back, wherever

considering his love of clothed sex and his busy schedule, he's a big fan of quickies. if ur down, he'll pull down ur pants just enough/hike up ur skirt and fuck u against a wall. then he'll straighten out your clothes, give u a kiss, and let u walk around with his cum dripping out of u and ur knees suspiciously wobbly. or he'll get you off in three minutes flat with one hand, the other hand over your mouth, lick his fingers, and be on his way. just to be a shit and get u both hot and bothered for the next time you can fuck proper

and he does love wall fucking and bending u over/being bent over a table. pulling your hair/getting his hair pulled and hittin it from behind? Hell Yeah. but most of the time he's like there's a perfectly good bed right there dumbass. and if he's really feelin the Intimacy he'll do the forehead touch, nudge ur noses together and just bask in being close to you

doesn't necessarily want to advertise his sex life to the whole world but he's proud to be with his babe and he loves it when u leave hickeys on each other where they're juuuust covered, so if ur clothes shift u can catch a glimpse. he likes to be reminded that you have each other and that he makes u feel good

hips and waist sort of bitch, no matter the size or shape. it's just Sensual!!!!!

pesci 🎣

vanilla, praise, servicing, bath sex, mild size kink, HAND HOLDING???

FIRST OF ALL HE'S NO VIRGIN LET PESCI FUCK, COWARDS. THIS MAN IS SO SWEET OF COURSE HE GETS HIS DICK WET

not super into dom/sub stuff (and DEFINITELY not s&m) but he would want someone to sort of take the reins at first and as he gets more comfortable and confident in a relationship would feel really happy being someone who takes care of his partner

man it doesn't even matter if ur not doing freaky shit aftercare fucking rules and pesci loves it. post-sex cuddling, baths, pillow talk? absolute faves.

that's how he found out he loves bath sex it's about the WARMTH and INTIMACY (and seeing his partner naked and wet? Oh Boy.)

he Might, MIGHT be willing to try beach sex as long as ur 100% ALONE with NO CHANCE OF BEING CAUGHT. but like, the ocean is lovely, who doesn't like hearing the rolling waves as u grind on that surfboard, surfboard, surfboard, graining on that wood graining graining on that wood

will make absolutely CERTAIN that u come first. and as many times as u want. ABSOLUTELY. not only does he get off on pleasing his partner but he really just cares and wants to make u feel good

if u praise him for it and tell him how good he is for u or how amazing he's making u feel he will utterly fall in love with u

he really, really likes giving head. let him go down on u or sit on his face and he's in heaven.

also likes positions where ur face to face tho so he can kiss u, prefers softer sex but if ur more familiar with each other and he gains that confidence and u ask him to (beg for him and he'll be over the moon), he definitely can and will rail you. he still prefers to be treated gently himself if he's bottoming tho

oh you KNOW he has a big dick he's just shy. he has GIRTH. if u can barely fit your hand around him or tell him how big he feels inside you he'll blush like a madman. if u get a tummy bulge he'll be like lowkey concerned so you'll have to reassure him that no he's not hurting u, and when he has that reassurance, BOY will he be turned on

U KNO WHEN U INTERTWINE UR FINGERS WITH UR BABE WHILST MAKING LOVE.... YEAH........ YEAH

would prefer to cum inside just b/c he doesn't wanna mess you up

if asked what sort of body parts he's drawn to/finds attractive or sensual he'd probably be like 'oh i love my partner's everything but their eyes are beautiful' sweet man 🥺

formaggio 🧀

cumplay, creampies, public/semi-public sex, roleplay, size kink, marking, foodplay, mild dom/sub, bondage and impact play

formaggio is a pretty chill guy so he's honestly not super hard on dom/sub shit but u could call him a switch. mostly just likes to feel like a big guy taking care of his babe or his babe taking care of him. teases and praises no matter where he is tho

LOVES aftercare, he really enjoys the emotional connection that comes with sex so just feeling close and loving and taking care of each other afterwards is so rewarding for him. big cuddler, will talk about anything and everything and try to make his partner laugh, generally shoot the shit, may initiate a tickle fight that leads to more sex

CUM CUM CUM EVERYTHING IS CUM. no matter who's cumming where, he wants to see it, he wants to taste it, and he wants to kiss you with cum in your mouths. one of his absolute faves is giving his partner a creampie and then eating them out.

loves the thrill of trying not to get caught. he'll fuck in an alley, in the back of a nightclub, in the car, in a photobooth (photos from that would be fun too), the possibilities are endless!!!!! he can also shrink himself and his partner down for added stealth, that's always fun

honestly kind of tries to make it a game of funny places he can fuck thanks to his stand. under the bed wasn't that exciting, in a drawer was fun cause it was like your own little sex dungeon. the windowsill was interesting; he wonders if anyone saw and if they did, what the fuck they thought was happening, like some tiny horny hallucination or something

yes he Will shrink his partner so his dick feels huge. if their tummy bulges or they're visibly trying really hard to deepthroat him, drooling and making little sounds and their eyes watering, he'll go wild. he also does it on himself too tho and he's turning himself into a size queen b/c of it

will use the opportunity to manhandle his partner too if they're into that, toss em around a bit and easily hold them up to fuck against a wall or pin both their wrists down with one hand

pretty cool with any position but his favorite is riding, he loves watching his partner bounce or putting on a show for them too

loves roleplaying in cute slutty costumes, mostly on you, but he'll do it too. french maid who bends over to tidy and has no undies on, once y'all got creative with a vampire idea. one of his faves is you as an angel who he turns into a devil

VERY proud of making you feel good and will show off any marks you leave with no shame, and he likes seeing them on you too

popping champagne on urself gets him goin and he would very much like to lick it off. into doing body shots too and would love to leave a trail of candy down his partner for him to follow with his mouth

has a pair of fuzzy handcuffs he'll use on either of you

LOVES grabbing and pinching and smacking his partner's ass. the smacking is less on the s&m/punishment side and more like, teasing and he just likes to see their ass jiggle, BIG ass man. but he also likes cute chubby tummies and a firm believer in all tits are good tits

illuso ✨

bdsm, mirror sex (duh), voyeurism (DUH), public/semi-public sex, shibari, blindfolds, orgasm control, marking, hair pulling, degradation/dirty talk, mild scent kink

DEFINITELY kinkier than some may think. very nearly a hard dom but if he trusts you enough he would love to sub for you every once in a while, but ya gotta work for it

absolute fucking brat sub, you'll have to get him moaning to shut up. a conniving dom who will put you through your paces but he can be softer if you're close (on a personal level not orgasm wise lol)

didn't really know what to do with aftercare when he was less experienced, but didn't like to let on that he felt lost w/ it. gentleness doesn't really come easily for him. he'd like.... clean you up, rub something soothing over any marks, maybe stroke your back? the emotional side was completely lost on him unless he was close w/ his partner. then he learned/realized that good aftercare is part of good sex and he became DETERMINED to make it a downright ARTFORM because ON GOD HE HAS A REPUTATION TO UPHOLD. now he pampers his partners.

he likes being the one to make you crumble but he also likes being pampered himself cause it's what he deserves. oftentimes it's one or the other doing all the work, depends on the given mood

OBVIOUSLY, mirror sex. he likes seeing himself, he likes seeing his partner, and he likes showing his partner the view from his perspective so they both know exactly what they do to each other.

absolutely loves watching his partners from the mirror world (with full consent ofc). they make it a game: sometimes he doesn't show himself in the mirror, so maybe he's there or maybe they're just jacking off on full display for no one but themselves. sometimes he does make sure they can see him and he never breaks eye contact while they moan his name. he will only come lend a hand when he deems them sufficiently desperate and they've begged prettily enough

and of course his stand is EXCELLENT for pulling you aside while you're out and about and fucking. bored at a fancy party? head to the restroom or any secluded corner with a mirror, he'll take u in and you can fuck on a banquet table in ur fancy clothes with none the wiser. art museums are one of his favorites because the way you fall apart under his touch IS a work of art. and can anyone else say they've fucked against michaelangelo's david? DIDNT FUCKIN THINK SO

he likes having control over every sensation his partner receives. he'll tie them up, blindfold them, and give them all sorts of sensations very slowly so every touch makes them shiver. some of his favorites are trailing rose petals or silk over their skin, and gently kissing their neck, very slowly sucking a hickey, and then ghosting his breath over the mark.

and he DOES like to mark up his partner, loves to see it and know that they're his babe, and everyone knows they have someone who makes them feel good. he's a little less keen on being marked up himself cause he's vain but honestly he's thinking it can add to his beauty, it shows that he makes his partner feel good and there's nothing more gorgeous than that y'know

loves to pull his partner's hair and if he really trusts them he'll love getting his hair pulled too, it always gets him going

teases, great at dirty talk, likes you to know just what it's like from his perspective, how lovely it is to see you so desperate for him

scent kink in the sense of nice, sensual fragrances that set the tone. the trajectory of Making Illuso Horny With His Scent Kink is as follows: scented candles/insence sticks > nice soaps and bath bombs and stuff he can share in a bath with his partner > perfume/cologne on his partner > their own arousal. if illuso can smell how desperate his partner is for him, he'll want his mouth all over them

he likes to cum on his partner, less keen about getting cum on himself, but cumming inside him is excellent. he prefers positions where he's over top of his partner (not just topping in the fucking sense), likes to ride and cage them, whether they're on their front or their back

legs, neck, and hair kinda person, he LOVES to kiss his partner's neck and if they kiss his neck with the same gentleness he may just get a bit soft, he loves to play with their hair too and he'll let them play with his if he trusts them enough, it's all very Vulnerable and Intimate

melone 🍈

bdsm, shibari, foot fetish (duh), breeding kink (DUH!!!!!), oviposition, leather and latex, servicing, orgasm control, photos/video, shockplay, public/semi-public sex, breathplay, blood, piss kink unfortunately, cumplay, foodplay, nipple torture, cbt, i think the better question is what ISN'T melone into

THIS FUCKER. WE KNOW HES A CERTIFIED FREAK THIS AIN'T NEWS. he'll try just about anything once and he loves to experiment, it's given him a wide range of tastes

sub-leaning switch, he's happy anywhere but he loves to beg and plead and service his partner. as a dom he's very collected, he can be gentle and encouraging or dish out very precise pain

he LOVES aftercare, giving and receiving, he'll shower his partner in praise and affection, clean them up so lovingly and pepper their face in kisses, give them a massage, anything they may want or need all while telling them how amazing they are. he loves to just bask in affection for each other and nurture your connection. he loves pillow talk, he just wants to know everything about his partner

yeah...... step on him in heels or give him a footjob. we all know what he's about

HE LOVES BOTH HIMSELF AND HIS PARTNER BEING SUBMISSIVE AND BREEDABLE. he also absolutely has an ovipositor that he uses on both himself and his partner, and probably one of those huge monster dildos with a cum pump and cumlube. melone honey just how much money have you spent on sex toys

on that note: cum. the best is inside either of you but he loves to see it too, lick off your cum or his own, suck it off your fingers, kiss you. if you go down on him and then spit in his mouth he'll be moaning. no cum is going to waste!!!!

he'll fuck you anytime, anyplace. he has zero shame. loves a good quickie somewhere but he'll really can't wait to get you somewhere you can take your time together. he's also fucking LOUD so you'll have to muffle him somehow so you don't get caught, whether that's with your mouth or your fingers or bunched up undies

also extremely flexible so he's great at squeezing himself in anywhere or getting into any position. his all time favorite is the mating press tho, giving or receiving, he loves both

HE LOVES, LOVES THOSE NIPPLE CLAMPS WITH THE LOW LEVEL VOLTAGE. shock his nipples, please shock his nipples. breathe on him and he'll cum.

he also has insane stamina and can cum a LOT. he will definitely want to cum more than once and it takes a lot to overstim him (but that's very very very fun). he can go go go when giving head too he fucking LOVES giving head, he'll go until you can't take any more stimulation, he don't even care if his jaw is sore. he has the tongue of a phreak too

he's just very Into mouths so watching his partner eat something juicy and messy (like a melon 😏) is a huge turn on for him, there's something so carnal about it that fascinates him. get juice dribbling all down ur chin and between ur fingers and he'll lick it all off

if he scratches you up while you fuck, let him lick up your blood and he'll be moaning. if you wanna lick up HIS blood, all the better. again, it's carnal, but it's also so intimate in a way that really gets him goin because it's literally how you live, you're tasting what flows through each other's hearts and it makes him both deeply horny and oddly soft

SUPER into giving or receiving nudes or other horny pics, it's a lil somethin to remind him of u if ur both too busy. he would also absolutely love to make a sex tape, or more than one sex tape, and you can watch it together and see just how you fuck. and then fuck to your own sex tape lol

feet, legs, and mouths, obviously. but honestly he could get goin from just about anything

ghiaccio ❄️

bdsm, temperature play (duh), impact play, marking, hair pulling, lingerie, creampies, degradation/dirty talk, car sex???

dom-leaning switch. his sub side is largely expressed in him being a service top, if you want him to be subby in the sense of taking everything YOU give him while you hold the reins, he's gonna make you work for it

he can be sort of awkward and almost shy in aftercare because first of all you probably just fucked the living daylights out of each other and he might be a bit flustered about it, but now he's also SOFT and he's DEFINITELY flustered about that. but it's so charming and if you reassure him that there's nothing to be shy about and snuggle him, and strengthen ur bond and become close, he learns to let that go and just embrace being with u. good sex that gets all ghiaccio's energy out is a surefire way to chill him out, and you'll be left with a very precious side of him, where he'll clean you up so gently and speak so softly if at all. he doesn't really know how to be affectionate with his words but he'll let you know in his own way how fucking amazing you are and how much he cares about you. he'll kiss you and play with your hair and snuggle up so tight and cozy, prepare to spend the rest of the day pressed to ghiaccio

YEAH....... TEMPERATURE PLAY. he'll melt ice cubes against your skin and then warm up the spot again with his mouth, make his fingers all icy and cold and trail them down your spine, tug on your nipples, play with your dick/clit/ass, fuck you. using his stand in the bedroom is really the only instance where he'll take his sweet time

unless ur both feeling particularly tendie and want gentle lovemaking. which, when that happens, is often after a round of rough sex

otherwise? ghiaccio fucks hard and fast. you'll only get light bondage out of him because he thinks it's a waste of time to finagle either of u into something more intricate when he just pounds and manhandles, he likes freedom of movement, it's easier. doggy style is probably his favorite, because then he can pull your hair, smack your ass, and jackhammer.

he's a man on a mission and he fucks to please. if he's not railing or getting railed, he's working you over with his hands at lightning speed, fucking your face, or shoving his head between ur legs and staying there until you've cum in his mouth at least twice. he does not fuck around. ur both gettin that nut

he likes cumming inside the best and he's gotta say. shoving his or his partner's undies to the side, gettin a creampie, seeing it drip and contrast against the pretty lace lookin like a fancy dessert? well. He's Into It

on that note, LINGERIE. CUTE, SOFT, LACY, FRILLY LINGERIE, ON HIMSELF OR HIS PARTNER. he thinks it's so pretty and he'll be careful not to ruin it cause he knows he's both rough and strong. if you top it off with thigh highs that give u just a bit of squish above the elastic, he'll die

he's bitey, too. dude is gonna leave a mark whether that's whole ass teeth marks, hickeys, scratches, his handprint on your ass or bruises from gripping your hips. at first it makes him flustered, but once he works past that, he just enjoys how fucking hot it is, and he'll feel the same way if you mark him up like that too (but he's still wearing a turtleneck sweater around everyone else)

he runs his mouth all the time OF COURSE HE DOES IT DURING SEX. his dirty talk is somethin else, he'll be telling you exactly what he's thinking as he fucks you, how good you look, how good you feel, everything he wants to do to you, how you were just made for this, huh? taking all he gives you like a greedy little slut. he'll challenge you too if he's subbing like, oh, you think you can fuck me like i fuck you, huh? what's stopping me from flipping you over and railing you? and then you shut him up by making him moan

most of the noise he makes is talking and panting and grunting, but you can make him whine and moan if you play your cards right. show him a real fuckin good rough time and you might get him screaming

he would ABSOLUTELY love to fuck in his car. he's proud of his car and he's proud of how he makes you feel good, he'll park somewhere empty, rail you in the backseat and make the windows steam up. road head is an ultimate fantasy for him but he'll want it to be on an empty road with space to pull over and stuff. GIVE HIM ROAD HEAD THO..... GOD. HE'LL FUCK YOUR FACE WHILE USING ALL HIS REMAINING CONCENTRATION ON STAYING ON THE ROAD

DIEHARD ass man but he also likes thighs and tummies. it's the squish. it's all about the squish.

sorbet and gelato 🔪🍦

bdsm, shibari, impact play, knives, gunplay, cumplay, piss kink again, blood, whatever it is playing with fire is called that's probably a kink right, orgasm control, breathplay, blindfolds, marking, hair pulling, degradation/dirty talk, clothed/semi-clothed sex, public/semi-public sex, voyeurism, nipple torture, cbt, photos/video, phone sex, now THESE are the real king freaks

EVERYONE ELSE STEP ASIDE. ITS THESE GUYS. THESE GUYS ARE THE PHREAKS. WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN WITH THEM

so they're both chaotic switches but you've gotta work HARD to dom either if them because they'll give the biggest of brats a run for their money. they'll be challenging you the whole time in their own ways. make sure those restraints will hold, cause they may try to turn the tables just to see if they can get away with it. make it absolutely clear that they cannot get away with it, and they'll fall even deeper in love with their cherished third

as doms...... oh boy. gelato is more fast and rough, sorbet is slow, hard, and intense. they will put you through your paces and leave you an absolute wreck. on the occassion that they're more guiding, somewhat gentler doms, it'll still probably be intense but they'll love taking care of you

KINGS OF AFTERCARE. they're so lovey dovey and affectionate all the time and it's dialled up to 100 for aftercare. gelato smatters his babes with kisses and coos sweet words, sorbet gives u both those sort of hugs that make u feel all warm and secure and safe and stroke your back. you'll clean up together, maybe in a nice bath, gelato will wash ur hair and chatter and sorbet will go over every mark and kiss it, massage you, rub some soothing balm on u. they're so utterly devoted to you and each other and love to dote on and be doted on, and they'll talk a lot about their feelings, what they really liked, do regular check-ins. aftercare nurtures your connection and they love it because they love each other and you

and cum is shared too ofc. common occurrence is person 1 cums in person 2's mouth, person 2 spits in person 3's mouth and gives them a kiss that's all teeth and tongue. or one of them cums inside and the other eats it out. or they'll take turns fucking in the same place so the other's cum will lube the next one. the possibilities are freaky and endless!!!!

they're both turned on by danger. knives and guns and fire, if it's fucking crazy they love it. they'll stub out a cigarette on either of you and lick the burn, lick any burns from playing with matches or lighters too. if any of you get nicked with a knife, one of them will be licking up the blood and then kissing both of you. bites and scratches too

and they love seeing marks on you and each other and themselves because it's like a footprint of y'all's love for each other (haha gay) and how good you make each other feel, and the two of them have utterly no shame about it lol

and of course, DOUBLE PENETRATION. spitroasting is always fun but dp just hits different, it's their favorite position for the three of you whether it's being taken one way or two (and whoever is doing the taking). not only does it feel fucking amazing on all sides but it's so intimate, it's the three of you together. chain reaction fucking is a very close second tho, one person thrusts and the one in the middle rocks from it and fucks into the other? it's a godsend. it's fucking hot to let one person set the pace for both of you, but it's also such a deep bodily connection, they love it

in terms of one-on-one, sorbet loves full nelson and fucking with legs wide, over the shoulders or pressed to the bed. gelato likes riding whether he's top or bottom. and of course, one of their absolute faves is fucking their babe face to face against a wall

they love to watch. sometimes it'll be a dom thing and one will watch the other two and instruct them on how to fuck, not letting either of them cum, and sometimes two tie up a third and the third watches them fuck, desperate for stimulation. there's probably remote control vibrators involved too

and they WILL fuck anywhere. against the wall, on the dining room table, the floor, shower or bath, in an alley, in the car, against the window of their train cabin once that was fun, they managed it on risotto's desk once but whether y'all were caught or not is another story

have they fucked right after carrying out a hit? extremely likely. more than once. blood and danger and adrenaline and all that, especially if one of y'all got a bit roughed up

considering their love of fucking anytime they're also very fond of tearing clothes apart and leaving them half on while you fuck

remote vibes ESPECIALLY when one of you is talking and whoever has the control turns it up to hear their sentence fall apart as they moan. it's fun on sorbet especially because he's quiet. gelato is LOUD. and no matter how quiet or loud their partner is, they'll want to make them fall apart and scream

gelato is the more talkative one. he'll fawn, tease, and say stuff with the most vicious grin it'll Instantly get u and sorbet goin. but sorbet is just as good at dirty talk because when he speaks he chooses his words carefully so you and gelato know it's gonna be fucking raunchy

big on riding crops, flogs, double ended dildos, cockrings, nipple clamps, spreader bars so one will be on display for the other two. chain bondage too, sorbet accidentally broke the headboard in half with that one but it was fucking hilarious

photos and videos and phone sex are all well loved too. one person taking nudes for both of them, one taking pics of the other two fucking for them all to share, the SEX TAPES. the INFINITE COMBINATIONS AND POSSIBILITIES WITH SEX TAPES. they'd wanna know what the three of you all look like together (spoilers: it's hot). phone sex is great for when one is away, they can listen to the other two fuck and either instruct or be instructed

gelato likes toned arms and chests, and hands because you can tell so much about a person from their hands. sorbet likes backs and back of the neck, it's vulnerable and sensual ya kno

THANK U AGAIN FOR 100 FOLLOWERS!!!!! ENJOY YA JUICE, SIMPS

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Pairings: Johnny x Reader, ft. nct 127

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Warnings: Language (there is almost always language in my writings), angst, some fluff

Request: Angst 42 and 48 ➵ “You promised.” “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t leave.” / @jungcherie

(im so sorry i took so long.... i turned a drabble into a story... oops)

Johnny Suh had a reputation that was unmatched.

There was no other way to put it.

And a reputation like his left trails of tears.

A pool of tears that you were currently drowning in.

It was obvious Johnny was dangerous, perhaps that’s why you were drawn to him. While every single one of your instincts had you fighting and rejecting him, you were desperate for him all the more.

It was March 13th that you lost your first will.

“Y/N, right?”

You turned around to find a familiar face towering over you.

“Yeah.”

It was that stupid smile that had you.

“Hey, we have have Communications together. I was wondering if you wanted to do that project together?” He scratched the back of his neck like he was embarrassed. “I just know that you’re insanely smart so... Sorry, wait, that sounds like I’m just talking to you for your grades.”

You giggled nervously, a habit that you did when you were uncomfortable.

“Look, I just... do you? You know, wanna do the project together? I mean, I’m a pretty smooth talker so I can do the presentation. I get good grades too...”

Stupid smile.

“Yeah.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Alright. There’s actually a little party at my frat tonight, you maybe wanna come? Get to know each other before we drown in work?”

Fucking stupid smile.

“Yeah. I’d like that.” You blushed at the idea, cursing at yourself for being so obvious.

Parties weren’t really your thing.

But at the time Johnny Suh was.

Your ears were pounding because of the insanely loud level the music was at. You were actually shocked that no one had called the cops with a noise complaint, but the fact that they were on frat row made more sense.

“Y/N. You made it.” A arm was flung over your shoulder and, thankfully the lights were both dim and flashing enough that he couldn’t see the way that you blushed at the action.

“Yeah. Is it always this loud?” You asked, still not so comfortable with the atmosphere.

“What?” Johnny yelled, pointing at his ear, indicating that he couldn’t hear you. Of course he fucking couldn’t. Then he jerked his thumb to the right, nodding at the backyard, which was seemingly empty.

With his hand placed on your back, he guided you outside, your head already thanking him from the escape of noise pollution. It was far better outside of the house.

The two of you collapsed onto the swinging chair, sighing as you cleared your head.

“So parties aren’t really your thing?” Johnny leaned closer, noting the look of relief that you had donned the moment you exited.

“It’s not that I hate them... I’m just not a fan. I mean a bunch of sweaty, horny drunk people grinding on each other. I just like smaller things.” You explained, staring up at the dark sky, shivering slightly at the cool breeze.

“You didn’t have to come.” Johnny suddenly looked guilty, “I didn’t mean to force you into coming, I just... thought I’d invite you.”

You quickly backtracked, “No, you didn’t force me. If I didn’t want to come, I wouldn’t have.” You ignored the voice in the back of your head that begged to differ.

“Right.” He grinned, as if he could read your mind. “You’re not great at lying, but I’m gonna pretend that I believe you.”

You felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

“Were you playing beer pong?” You asked suddenly, causing him to look at you in confusion.

“Yeah, how’d you know?”

You laughed, looking away from him, “You have quite the reputation Mr. Suh, even someone like me knows the extent of your skills.”

Johnny smirked, liking how easy you were making it for him. “Is that so? Is that the only skill of mine you’ve heard about?”

You raised your eyebrows, hating the turn that your mind took. “W-what kind of other skills did you have in mind?” You stuttered out.

Suddenly it felt like you were caged in, his arms tense around your frame, causing you to lean back against the back of the swing.

“Tell me what you’ve heard.”

You averted your eyes, unable to take his heavy gaze. His eyes had turned dark, full of lust, and you tried desperately to forget the effect they were having on you.

As if sensing how uncomfortable you were getting, he backed off, dusting off some invisible dirt on his shoulder. He cocked his head to the side with a sly smile, happy with a new challenge.

Things weren’t going to be as easy as he thought they were, but that’s what made it fun.

“No that’s so stupid. Are you kidding me? Robin could absolutely never beat Batman. Is that even a question?” Your hands were waving animately, far too much for an argument about fictional superheroes.

“Sure. I’m just saying that Robin could totally catch him off guard, like out of the blue, you know.” Johnny slurped on his drink shrugging his shoulders like he didn’t care.

“No. Absolutely not. First of all Robin doesn’t have the guts to do something like that and second of all Robin doesn’t have any powers. How on Earth would he beat him?”

“Umm... Batman doesn’t have powers either.” He made a duh face at you, which you chose to ignore.

“Yeah, well he’s got money, and that’s basically a super power.”

“Let’s be real, Batman isn’t even really a real superhero. He’s just a hero. Period.”

You huffed, rolling your eyes at the argument. “That’s a whole different story.”

“I’m just saying.” He sang back teasingly.

“And I’m just saying that this is stupid. How did we even get here?” You laughed, trying to remember how this conversation came about.

“Uh, you made the bold choice of saying that the Batman vs. Superman movie was shit. Very controversial by the way.” He frowned at the memory.

You let your bag fall heavily on the library table, earning you a few glares as studying students dug into their books.

You sent an apologetic look before sliding into your seat. “Let’s just get this presentation done. Our presentation date is the 23rd and I don’t even have a clue of what to write it on.”

“Well the topic is influencers that change your life. Do you have anyone in mind?”He asked, flipping through his notebook, which didn’t really have anything but drawings in them.

“Not really, is there anyone for you? I mean influencer is kind of vague isn’t it? We could pick like an athlete too, or a musician. Those are technically influencers right?”

He nodded, resting his chin on his hand. “Yeah. Influencers don’t even have to be famous do they? Like they can just be someone in your life that made a huge impact on you. Like your parents or something.”

“Yeah, I guess. But that’s kind of hard when you’re working in groups. Like you’re not gonna want to talk about my grandma, you know. Like you don’t even know her. It’s probably just easier to use a famous icon.”

“Okay, so who?” He leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling like it would give him inspiration.

“Hmmm... maybe we could do someone like Michael Jackson. Like he may not have affected us personally, but he affected the way that the music and performance was seen afterwards. That’s influential and life changing right?”

“I guess.” He cocked his head, “We could at least start with brainstorming ideas for him and then if we feel like it’s not working we can change it.”

“Cool. I guess we can start with that then.”

And you did. You spent every afternoon for the next week and half with each other in the library, and a little more outside of it.

“That one’s the big dipper.”

You grinned following his finger, but had more difficulty finding exactly what he saw.

“How do you know it’s not the little dipper?” You teased, squinting in to the dark, the scattered stars really just looking like paint splatters to you.

“Because that’s the little dipper.” He laughed, moving his index finger slightly to the right.

“Oh.”

Johnny leaned back into your space, smiling at you look of concentration quickly falling as you gave up.

“Where’s the North Star?” You asked turning to face him, but sucking in a harsh breath when you found your nose just centimeters from his.

Johnny lowered his voice, whispering and pointing without even turning away, “Right there, it’s the tail of the little dipper.”

It took more effort than you thought to pull away, eyes searching for it.

He leaned back, resting his body weight on his hands. “See it? It’s the brightest one.”

“No,” You pouted scooting forward, as if that would help you see it. “Oh, wait! I see it!”

Johnny couldn’t stop himself from grinning as he saw your face light up.

“Wow.” Suddenly your tone turned more mellow, still in awe. “I’ve always wanted to find the North Star.”

Johnny’s chest rumbled with laughter. “Why?”

“Well you know. They say if you get lost, just follow the North Star home.” You turned to face him, eyes sparkling with excitement, but the sound of your voice had gone quiet, almost somber. The smile on your face faded into a sad smile as you all but whispered your next words. “Now I can go home.”

Johnny frowned next to you, not liking the sudden turn in mood. He sat up, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you against his chest.

“What makes you think that you’re not home right now?” He mumbled on the top of your head, staring straight out in the dark.

“I don’t know. I can just feel it, you know? Like I’m just constantly uneasy.” You sighed, digging your face into his jacket. “I think I’ll be able to tell when I get there.”

There was something in Johnny’s chest that suddenly ached, and he felt a sharp drop in his stomach at the thought.

“Maybe you’ll only ever know once you’ve left home.” He muttered, “Then you’ll know that this is actually what it feels like, and it’s so much worse when you leave.”

You stilled against him for a moment before relaxing, mulling over the thought. “That’s so sad though. Why do we only know we’re happy once we’re sad?”

Johnny shook his head slowly. “I don’t know. Why does God make us hurt to only to help us heal?”

The sound of the wind passing through trees was the only thing that comforted you at the thought.

“I don’t want to have to heal, I don’t want to hurt in the first place.” You whisper out, feeling the most vulnerable you had in a long time.

“I’ll never hurt you.” He rubbed at your arms soothingly, feeling a lump in the back of his throat, but he pushed it away not liking the unfamiliar feeling.

“Promise?”

“Of course.”

You let your eyes fall, enjoying just the silence and comfort of each other’s arms and minds.

You woke up wrapped in Johnny’s arms, although it was an unfamiliar feeling you welcomed it with open arms.

Lost in your thoughts for the time being you were suddenly reminded of the conversation you had a couple nights ago.

Was this home?

You had never felt so safe before and it scared you. But you weren’t one to run.

“Good morning.” Johnny mumbled out beside you, his morning voice raspy to the ear.

“Morning.” You whispered back, letting his arm flop over your waist.

“Do you like pancakes?” He asked, letting his eyes fall close again.

“Pancakes?”

“Yeah. Taeyong makes some bomb ass pancakes.”

You giggled, “Yeah, I like pancakes. Especially bomb ass pancakes.”

But he didn’t move and it was only after you tapped him questioningly did he speak up. “Do you think he’ll bring them up if I yell loud enough?”

You smacked his chest. “Stop it. We should go down.”

“In a bit.” He answered, nose buried deep in the crevice of your neck.

A few minutes later you heard the clinking of kitchen tools from downstairs and you stirred. “Johnny?”

“Hmmm...”

“Johnny. Let’s go.”

“Five more minutes.” He mumbled, but he let you out of his grasp anyways.

“Fine. I’ll meet you downstairs.” You paused as you passed by the mirror, eyes tracing over the marks on your neck that Johnny had left the night before. You blushed, realizing that you didn’t have anything to cover it up with, but quickly moved on, attempting to find your shorts that were discarded in the frenzy of last night.

“Check under the desk.” Johnny said, sitting up and watching you.

Sure enough that’s where they were, although you weren’t really sure how they managed to get there.

You shrugged on the last of your clothes, turning to find Johnny doing the same. It took him less than three steps to get to you, landing a soft kiss on the top of your head.

“Let’s go.”

Taeyong was undoubtedly the closest of Johnny’s frat brothers to you. He had this really calming and sweet aura about him that just made you want to be friends.

“Good morning Y/N. Blueberry or chocolate?” He asked grinning as he took his eyes off the pan for a second.

“Blueberry please.” You slid onto the bar across from him. “Do you need any help?”

Johnny rubbed your lower back comfortingly, “No, you don’t want to get in his way. That’s when he loses his temper.” He whispered the last bit to you, but Taeyong obviously heard it, sending a sharp glare at him.

“Only when there are incompetent people in my kitchen.” Taeyong muttered back.

Johnny ignored the comment, shaking his head at you, “I’ll have chocolate.”

“You’ll get what you get.” Taeyong piped at him, still not over Johnny’s teasing, who grinned in response.

Both of them knew that Johnny was getting chocolate, Taeyong was really bad at being mean.

“Where’s the others?” Johnny asked, sipping on a cup of coffee.

“At school, as they should be because they are college students.” Taeyong answered, sliding a plate towards you. “Enjoy.”

You thanked him and bit into a piece, almost moaning at the taste. “Damn, Johnny told me they were good but I didn’t think it would be this good.”

Johnny swiped a piece from your plate. “What are you talking about? I told you he made bomb ass pancakes.”

Taeyong slid a plate towards Johnny.

His grin widened. “Thank you. You’re my favorite Taeyong ever.”

“I’m the only Taeyong you know.” He put his hands on his hips. “I should be the favorite.”

Johnny sent a wink in his direction before stabbing a piece.

“So I was thinking, that little bakery next to the park, do you wanna go? They just opened and I’ve been dying to try it.” Johnny asked around a mouthful of pancake.

“Yeah, sure. That sounds good.” You felt your stomach flutter, you were sure whether it was the pancakes or Johnny, but you had a pretty good guess.

“Sweet, we can swing by your place first if you want to get a change of clothes or something.”

You nodded, “Yeah, sounds good.”

“I’m glad that sounds good.” He teased you with a smile.

“Sorry, but it just sounds good. What else do you want me to say?” You pushed back, opting to add another piece into your mouth.

“I don’t know, maybe-”

“Okay, sorry to interrupt your little flirt fest, but can you start that after I leave?” Taeyong asked, making a few pancakes for himself.

“Sorry.” You giggled, sending him a genuine apologetic look.

“I’m not sorry.” Johnny said, shrugging.

You smacked him lightly.

“I’ll take away pancake privileges for a month.” Taeyong quipped, focusing on flipping the pancake.

“Sorry.” Johnny mumbled out under his breath, not one to admit defeat easily.

You laughed at the sight of a pouty Johnny, enjoying the view for the time being.

Waiting for Johnny had become a routine, but honestly you didn’t really mind it. Hanging out on the couch, you had met and befriended quite a few of his frat brothers.

Currently you were sprawled out on the couch with Jungwoo, who was retelling a very interesting story about his trip to the grocery store last week that involved a cereal box and a banana. Although it was a bit of a reach, you nodded and smiled at the right times, not really following the order of events, or really the importance of them.

“What does the fact that you were wearing- and I quote - ‘an incredibly sick pair of joggers’ have anything to do with your story?” You asked, tilting your head in teasing confusion.

“Oh, it doesn’t. I just thought you should know.” He replied matter-of-factly, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Right. And I’m so better off now that I know.” You taunted him, voice dripping in sarcasm.

Jungwoo shot you an annoyed, and yet hurt look, before finishing his story. “And that’s how Johnny found out he was allergic to shellfish.”

“Okay. What the fuck? I’m literally so confused.” You cut him off before he could recount his story again. “I don’t really need to hear it again though. Thanks.”

He whined before laying his legs over yours, giving up.

For a few moments, things were quiet as you checked the time. It had already been thirty minutes, where was he?

You rolled your head to the side, finally focusing on the whiteboard that had what scribbles of writing over it.

“What’s the tally for?” You asked, scrunching your nose at the whiteboard that was situated on the far wall of the room.

“Hmmm? The tally?�� Jungwoo glanced around looking slightly nervous which had you even more curious. “It’s just a game.”

“Game? What game?” You laughed turning back to see the strikes adorning the board. “It looks like Johnny’s winning.”

“Uhh...” Again with the nervous glances.

You giggled, “You’re losing, aren’t you?” The spot under his name had the fewest tallies and you figured that’s why he was being so shy about it.

Jaehyun entered the room, seemingly in a very important conversation by the way that he was speaking animatedly.

“The game’s over on Friday and Johnny’s gonna win.”

“That’s so stupid. He hasn’t bagged any since Y/N, how is he still gonna win?” Yuta complained all but scowling at the floor, neither of them had yet to notice your presence.

You frowned at the mention of your name, not liking the term ‘bagging’ to be in such close proximity with your name.

“Oh, Mark has a new strike, looks like he finally got Claire into bed.” Yuta continued snorting, “Took him long enough.”

“Wait, what the fuck? How the hell did Taeyong get two strikes?” Jaehyun, squinted at the board.

Yuta snorted, “He had a threesome last night. Can you believe it? This close to the end? It’s like he’s actually trying to compete now.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” You muttered, effectively catching their attention.

“Y/N.” Jaehyun breathed out, eyes wide and darting between you and Jungwoo who was obviously trying to get them to stop talking. “Hey... what’s up? When did you get here?”

“Ummm.... no. What the fuck is going on?”

“What do you mean?” Jaehyun cocked his head, doing his best to pretend like he wasn’t panicking.

“No, I don’t want your bullshit. Just tell me what this game is.” You were using anger to hide your fear. You could feel the pounding of your heart in your head, a throbbing sensation that gave way to a sinking feeling of realization.

At that moment, when his eyes finally met yours. Not Jaehyun’s, not Yuta’s, but Johnny’s as he walked in the room with that fucking stupid smile you felt your last will got out the window. It was at that moment that everything came crashing down.

“Y/N, please can’t we just talk?” Johnny chased after you, begging you to turn around.

“You promised.”

Johnny’s heart dropped at your words, and his chest started closing in in fear. The burning feeling in his throat had him choking, panicking in belated realization.

It wasn’t just the words that you said, it was the way that you said it. So defeated, so broken. So betrayed.

“You promised that you wouldn’t hurt me. Do you remember that? Did you even mean that?” You felt the tears brimming, and you fought the best you could to keep them down. But your wobbling voice let him know.

“Of course I meant it.” He answered breathlessly. “You know me, I don’t say things that I don’t mean.”

“Do I? Do I know you?” You huffed out. “Because I really thought you were someone different.”

“No, I- I’m still me. I’m still Johnny. I just...”

“You just what? You just lied about our entire relationship? If it was even that, because I was just another tally to you wasn’t I? Just another tally on a stupid whiteboard for a stupid game.”

You choked back the tears that were burning in your throat, not bothering to wipe at the ones that managed to escape.

“You know what hurts the most? I actually thought you liked me. I actually thought that you meant all those things that you said to me.”

“I did mean it. I meant every single word, and I still do. Nothing was a lie, my feelings were real. Please just listen to me, I can explain.” He stepped closer, but you took a step back, keeping the distance.

“Explain what? I already heard everything for myself. What are you gonna say, that Jaehyun and Yuta were lying? Hmmm? That it wasn’t a game? That that’s not the reason that you approached me?”

“I...” He couldn’t find any words, because you were right. Every single word that you said was right. He struggled to catch his breath, panicking. “Please don’t leave me.”

“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t leave.”

“I love you. I need you. I can’t- I can’t imagine life without you.”

“That’s not enough.” You clenched your jaw, face going slack. It was as if you were losing the will to even be heartbroken over this.

“Please, I-I’ll do anything, what do you want me to do?” He begged, eye brows nearly touching as they furrowed.

“I don’t want anything from you, just stay away from me.” You mumbled out, avoiding his eyes.

“Baby, please.”

“Don’t fucking call me that, I’m not yours, I never was.” You snapped at him, backing away.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbled under his breath and he wasn’t sure if it was meant for you or himself.

“So I’m kinda going rogue here. I know you already hate me, but try not to hate me anymore than you already do.”

Johnny didn’t look anywhere except for you.

The professor seemed to humor him, allowing one of his favorite students to continue with an amused smile on his face.

You on the other hand did not.

You stared at Johnny with a straight face, trying your best to not look flustered.

“The whole point of this assignment was to find someone that changed our lives. But my partner and I struggled to find someone. It’s not that we didn’t have great people around us, its not even that we don’t have people that we admired. It was because no one we came up with really seemed genuine to us. But I found someone. I finally found someone that I could trust, that I let in. But I did something really stupid and fucked it up- excuse my language.”

You watched him stand behind the podium, looking smaller than he ever did.

“You know, before I met you I didn’t think that my life needed changing. I thought I was doing just fine. But then I realized that I wasn’t. I was struggling to even feel normal, to feel like I was living for something. Y/N you helped me find home. Remember when I said that you only understand that you were already home until you lose it? Well I feel it now. And it feels like shit.”

You sucked in a sharp breath, a feeling in the back of your throat burning.

“Y/N. You’re the person who changed my life. And I don’t even deserve that. But I’m here, standing in front of you like a fool because I’m whining about losing the best thing that ever happened to me.”

For a moment you thought he was done, because the silence was deafening.

“Even if you sill hate me after this, I want you to know that you mean more to me than anything else. You are the person that changed my life. You are my person, and I want so badly to be yours.”

There was a beat of silence as he ended abruptly, taking a seat on the other side of the room, eyes still locked on you.

Your professor stood up with a clap. “Well, thank you Johnny for that... interesting presentation.” A wide smile was still on his face despite his word choice. “I guess we should end on that then. Second batch of presentations is on Friday, please be prepared.”

The students of your class stood, shuffling out the exit, voices murmuring to each other.

You sat on the bench outside your lecture hall, watching as Johnny made his way nervously to you.

“You’re an idiot.” You told him as he approached you, bottom lip wobbling against your will. Eventually you broke. “But you’re my idiot.”

Johnny felt a drop of relief in his stomach as he felt like his heart would burst.

“You’ve totally botched our presentation by the way. If we fail it it’s on you.” You shoved him away teasingly.

Johnny grinned, throwing his arm over your shoulder.

“Yeah? Well, I think we did better than you think. I think that things are gonna turn out just fine.”

(sorry, i was supposed to write a full angst, but i couldn’t help myself.)

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dreaminginvelaris · 3 years

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sorting acotar characters into hogwarts houses

idk why i decided to make this post but it was fun sooo...

lmk if y'all agree or disagree. Also please no hate, sometimes a post is just for fun and i don't need any negativity. UNLESS its hate for elain which by all means go ahead ;) (because of ppls sensitivity, this joke isnt an invitaion to go on a full blown elain hate rant just offer a few jabs, especially if you agree on the elain section and move on, if you wanna go on a rant, message me or submit a post and i'll response, all the love <3)

Slytherin: Ambition, Cunning, Leadership, and Resourcefulness

Rhysand: of course Rhys is Slytherin, the man screams Slytherin. We all know he's cunning, often coming up with plans to get what he wants, leader well duh, he's a high lord and loves it and is great at it, he's ambitious, he's a dreamer, so of course, he wants more, and he's resourceful, always being able to think on the spot. Rhysands second house would be Ravenclaw for sure though.

Eris: uhhh do I even have to explain? wants to be Highlord, boom ambitious. seems to be the one in charge of his brothers and has many responsibilities, boom leader. being able to achieve what he wants, boom cunning. resourcefulness...yeah I don't got an example for that one, anyways 3/4.

Azriel: daddy az is a Slytherin, I mean obviously this is the best house (is it obvious yet that I'm a Slytherin ;) but fr, I debated sorting him into Ravenclaw, but even though yes he shows Ravenclaw traits it's not the ones we see the most of or the ones that really shine through Azriel's reserved personality. The main traits azzy boo here has from Slytherin are Cunning and Resourcefulness, and imo these are the ones we see from him every page.

Amren: im putting amren here too, she's literally both!

Gryffindor: Brave, Courage, Daring, Chivalrous

Cassian: this one is self-explanatory, how many times has he put others before himself, how many times has he endangered his own life to save others. that's a Gryffindor soul he has. he always tried to do the right thing, he's brave as hell and reckless at times it seems from the little snide comments we've gotten from the books, he would have been a marauder no doubt.

Tamlin: I hate to do this I do because I love my lions, but I had to put this piece of shit somewhere and since he reminds me of peter Pettigrew bc of his cowardness, I'm sorting him in here. I'm so sorry guys ;(

Morrigan: helloooo, the house colors are red and gold??? obviously mor would demand this house, yes demand. but not just that she's crazy brave, at only what 18? i think, she stood up to her family, making a decision she knew could have her ending up in a horrible situation. but she always is brave, shes gotta when her evil family is still in her life.

Hufflepuff: Loyal, Kind, Patient, Hardworking

Gwyn: i choose my girl gwyn for Hufflepuff bc let's face it, she is the embodiment of Hufflepuff. She's loyal to her new friends, emerie and Nesta, and the priestesses. She's kind as we can see when she first met Nesta and when emerie and Nesta shared their stories. She's very patient never snaps at that bitchy priestess who idk the name of as well as patient when it comes to her and Azriel's tender new friendship and hardworking, always doing her job, running around the library, for her work, always researching more ways to help the Valkyries. i debated putting her in Ravenclaw, because of her intelligence, but i think she's a Hufflepuff through and through.

Elain: IT HURTS MY HEART PUTTING PLAIN ELAIN IN THIS HOUSE. but I gotta, the only trait this plant sniffer has out of all the houses is "kind and patient" EVEN THOUGH SHE'S NOT REALLY LMFAO. I've made a post on explaining why this dirt lover isn't as kind as the books make her out to be, and I would argue she isn't actually patient at all, I mean did we miss how she was basically frustrated Nesta wasn't getting better even though it had been like what 2 weeks, LMFAO. but yeah I mean she's not loyal unless you have food and money then oh yeah she'll be loyal and she's not hardworking bc I mean she never did jack shit and still doesn't, sorry to do this to y'all.

Note: some of yall are so soft. this is not an anti elain post. sorry i insulted her but hey its my post, and i have commentary on each character to explain why i feel they belong in a certain house. sorry i happened to insult your fav. but this isnt an anti elain post, just like its not anti tamlin or anti eris. its just a post about all the characters period, which is why i inculded all of them in the tags. hey, i even insulted Nesta a little bit, but I'm not gonna tag anti-Nesta bc it's not a fucking hate post. get off this post if it comes across you and you don't like what I say, it's not hard to literally just scroll, trust me I've done it multiple times especially when it's a hate post on my beloved characters and they didn't use the anti tags. it's not fucking hard, grow up.

Ravenclaw: Wisdom, Wit, Individuality, Intelligence

Feyre: I debated putting queen feyre into Slytherin, I mean she shows the traits for sure, but it's not really if she shows the traits it's what shines the most in her. Ravenclaws are known for their creativity (bae luna Lovegood <3) and feyres an artist, even in her darkest times she remained an artist, always seeing portraits in her mind, always admiring the beautiful colors of the world. We know she's intelligent, picking up reading and writing quickly, and we also see it when she's strategizing, with the inner circle. Feyre is so wise, she had to be, she had to grow up quickly, you often see her in the books giving advice, because even though she's only 21, she's lived a lifetime. and the whole book of acomaf can show you how witty she is, I mean its what made us fall in love with feysand.

Amren: tiny snowball amren is literally a slytherclaw, she has all the traits from both. but because of how well she is with coding languages and how she always reads and does puzzles i think she'd enjoy being a Ravenclaw.

Nesta: I thought about this for a while, really looking into where she would thrive, Ravenclaw is for her no doubt. She's herself, always has been even when that wasn't such a good thing... but she's witty too if you make sure to not count the "the book is about...a book" I'm sorry that line makes me laugh every single time. we haven't really seen much of her intelligence but I'm guessing she is. but really she would love to be in a house where ppl are themselves and read, i can already imagine her creating a book club where people can be themselves and enjoy smutty books like her.

Lucien: originally I was going to sort him into Hufflepuff but then I remembered how intelligent he is, how witty, and I remembered in acowar he talked about how being the youngest of what 7 heirs? he had the chance to really educate himself which he loved to do, to really learn about his court, idk this man just screams intelligence to me.

I left out emerie bc i honestly don't know where to sort her, i feel like i just don't know her too well or understand her enough to sort her, so feel free to lmk where she would belong :)

#acotar #acomaf #acowar #acofas #acosf #nesta archeron #feyre archeron #rhysand #tamlin #cassian #azriel #elain archeron #mor acotar #lucien vanserra #amren #gwyneth berdara #eris vanserra

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maryniss · 3 years

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The Match Is Still Going

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Summary: 2 times Chuuya dyed Dazai's hair and one time he didn't.

Relationships: Dazai Osamu/Chuuya Nakahara

Characters: Dazai Osamu, Chuuya Nakahara

Tags: Fluff; Kinda?; idk - Freeform; 5 Times; its actually three times; 2 times + one bonus cause i had no idea; Hair Dyeing

Notes: this. i wanted to finish this for so long. but now the fic is here and im not really proud of it. but it s ok cause yeah. idk. enjoy anyway byebye i.

Chuuya decided to dye Dazai the second that insufferable man dared to make fun of Chuuya’s hair color. That meaning Chuuya decided to dye Dazai thirty minutes after meeting him.

Knowing him now, he was surprised that he didn’t say anything earlier. But, as fifteen year-old Chuuya was sneaking into his new partner’s apartment -soundlessly, not that it mattered, ‘cause Dazai was sleeping like he was dead (some people’ wishes just can’t come true)

Chuuya snickered under his breath as he tip-toed into Dazai’s bedroom. The brown-haired man (not for long, though) was snoring loudly and the only thing Chuuya could think about was that ad he had seen on TV, about how to stop your husband from snoring excessively, or something like that. It was probably an ad for nose spray.

Verixil! And all the problems are gone! Sleep tight!

Chuuya shook his head and he looked at the objects in his hands. A tube of red hair dye, a brush and a towel. Did he know what to do with those?

No.

Did that stop him?

Also no.

Chuuya opened the lid of the tube and he poured some substance into his gloved hands (plastic hands, of course, he would never ruin his gloves only for that) and as he squeezed hard, the tube made a sound like a fart and Chuuya stopped. Dazai didn’t even react, but the redhead was tense and his didn’t breathe, waiting for something to happen.

Nothing did, so he just poured some more and then he took a wavy strand of Dazai’s hair and scrubbed the dye onto it until it was slick. He did two more strands and then he got bored and just put the whole thing onto Dazai’s scalp, not caring what the dyes was going to stain.

He then left and closed the door behind him, going to bed in his own apartment.

He slept well and he woke up even better. Dazai was screaming and he was trying to wash his hair, to make the ugly, neon orange color go away. Chuuya rolled on the floor with laughter and his sides started to hurt. The dye was spread uneven and parts of Dazai’s hair had now the color of poop.

He won this time.

1-0 for Chuuya.

***

Actually, let’s make that 1-1 because Dazai also dyed Chuuya’s hair purple the very next night and there were no words to describe how ugly it looked. Even if there were none, Dazai still found some and Chuuya also found words to describe how ugly Dazai looked.

Koyo took a photo, even neither of them wanted to.

They still keep the phot in their drawer. None of them admits it.

***

ii.

Chuuya was walking down the street and he was in a bad mood. No particular reason. He just felt down and he didn’t have any plans to even try to make himself look happy. What was the point? There was no one who cared anyways. It had been like that since he was little. And then there was a period when there really was someone who asked if he was ok; if he said he was not, then that someone would just nod and walk away. But, it was something…

Chuuya stopped and he looked at the barber on the other side of the road. A slim and tall silhouette disappeared inside right before Chuuya could actually tell that it was Dazai. The redhead rolled his eyes (out of habit) and he tucked his hands in his pockets and continued to walk. He wanted that coffee right now or he felt he would die. A common feeling that Chuuya was sick of. The coffee was going to solve everything…

His feet did not take him to the closest café, instead he entered the barber shop. The bell rang, but Dazai didn’t even bat an eye.

“So only a quick cut, right?” asked the barber, a small man wearing thick glasses, their lenses yellow. He was smiling and the air around him was cheer-full.

“Yeah, only a quick cut, and if you could show me how to make a hole through my skull painlessly while you are there, it would be great.

A French melody started playing and Chuuya rolled his eyes and smiled. The room was quiet but Dazai was practically radiating and the barber looked at him with an uncertain look.

“Uhm, I guess I could? But not painlessly, though.” Dazai sighed and closed his eyes.

“No, it’s ok. I’ll try elsewhere.” Both of them seemed to forget that Chuuya was there. But, suddenly, the hairdresser looked up and he was probably on his way to say “Can I help you?”, but Chuuya quickly put a finger to his lips and the man shut his mouth.

The people that just entered were dangerous; he could feel it. So, he just did what everyone would do: “I am going to bring my scissors and we can start.” Dazai didn’t say anything.

The man run to another room and closed the door. Chuuya lifted himself up a little bit and floated where Dazai was, looking in the mirror in front of him

He could now recognize the melody that was playing? How could he not? It was `La vie en rose` by Edith Piaf. Koyo was obsessed with this one some time ago when she was dumped by a cute barista from the coffee shop across the Port Mafia’s office.

Dazai’s eyes were closed and he seemed to be sleeping. Chuuya looked around and then he saw it: a botte full of a light-green hair dye, looking very much like wasabi. He didn’t hesitate and he took a spoonful of it.

Dazai snored. Chuuya put the substance gently onto Dazai’s scalp and spread it with his fingers. The brown-haired man (whose hair color was once red and also poop-like) opened his eyes and looked up at Chuuya.

They both stared into each other’s eyes for twenty-three seconds. Chuuya had counted it. He then smiled and left, Dazai looking dumfounded. He then looked into the mirror and saw the mess on his hair or that his hair was. He sat up quickly and went after Chuuya.

But the redhead was gone. And “La vie en rose” was pouring on the street and in the hot summer day and it seemed somewhat romantic.

Dazai would kill Chuuya the next time he would see him. There was no other chance now for the small man; he was obliged to commit a double suicide with Dazai.

2-1 for Chuuya.

iii.

Because Chuuya knew Dazai. That’s why he didn’t respond all of his messages that begged him to come over. Because he knew that Dazai was probably drunk.

What he didn’t expect was for Dazai to actually come to his apartment, knocking insistently at his door and shouting some nonsense. Chuuya tried to ignore him, but he forgot one crucial detail: he did give Dazai a copy of his keys, so, when Dazai entered in the bathroom where Chuuya was soaking in the tub, drinking some wine, the only thing the small man could do was to curse at his foolishness.

He shouted and cursed and almost spilled the wine, but Dazai didn’t move: he only sat there with a big smile plastered onto his doll face, and Chuuya was creeped out of his mind. He could only ignore him and that’s what he did.

It had been a hard day in the Port Mafia, ok? That’s why he fell asleep in the bath tub, with Dazai watching him intently.

He let his guard down and when he woke up, the apartment was empty. But his hair was a wonderful, delicate, simply beautiful, what more could we say, tone of blue, only strands of it still being that red Chuuya was so proud of.

***

Only later did he find the photo of them when they were smaller, glued to his bathroom mirror. He smiled and he when he flipped it over, he saw only saw a ‘2-2’.

If you look at it from another point, it could mean something else; Chuuya knew and his heart let itself sink in that sensation for a bit.

2-2 and match is still going.

They are still chasing after each other, trying to always be the best. Both of them know that they are unstoppable when they are together. They knew and they didn’t care because in their world, that is smaller than it seems, the arbiter hadn’t blown in the whistle yet.

Notes: Cause they love each other duh please stop being so dumb

#bungou stray dogs #soukoku #Dazai Osamu #chuuya nakara #dazai x chuuya #skk fic #bsd fic #AO3 fic #fluff #bsd fluff

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jaeyunluvs · 4 years

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jj’s girl - jj maybank

Requested by @loveableniall : Hey I have a imagine request for JJ. The reader meaning y/n is best friends with the group. However she is delivering stuff to figure 8 and runs into some kooks. The kooks beat her up. But thank goodness the group (aka her best buds) come to her rescue,and in the end JJ ends up confessing his feelings for her. (Hope all that made sense haha. Can’t wait to read!) ☺️

Requested by @emmileeb1 : i was wondering if you could do something where the reader is a girl and gets beat up pretty bad by any of the kooks like topper or rafe or smth and jj is there to find her?

A/N: Soo, I decided to combine those two requests, since they’re similar. Thank you both so so much for requesting, I hope you’ll like it! <3

disclaimer: i don’t own the characters, english is not my first language so im sorry if i have mistakes and please let me know!! I’m all open to any feedback or conversation!

warnings: angst there’ll be fluff, mentions of hurting, beating up, swearing and crappy writing asdhash

i was listening rudy’s “Jams for JJ” playlist while writing this so go check it out :) you can listen it from here

gif credits to netflix i guess lol

It was 8.30 in the morning and you woke up because of a text. You groaned but as you noticed it was from JJ, you smiled. But when you realize you’re smiling you immediately stopped. No pogue on pogue macking Y/N he doesn’t even like you You thought to yourself.

JJ: wake up sleepy princess we’re coming to get you in 30

Y/N: okay dumbass thanks for the reminder

You quickly took a shower, packed some food into your bag, just like Kie does, since you guys were the ones who were getting food supplies to the gang. You looked at the time, it was 9.1, still no notification from anyone. You knew you were the last person to get into the boat, but you still got worried.

As you patiently waited outside, petting your dog, you heard a similar voice shouting your name.

“Y/N, the best Pogue on the Earth, mademoiselle” JJ bowed his head and offered his hand. HMS Pogue and the gang were getting closer to you.

“Hi JJ!” You accept his offer, took him by the hand, hugged him and get into the boat. As soon as you greeted everyone, you sat down by JJ. He smiled at your actions.

“So, what took you guys so long?” You asked everyone while John B calmly, driving the boat.

“Pope’s dad asked us to deliver some stuff and we couldn’t say no. We have plenty of time and if we split the stuff, we thought it would end fast.” JJ explained to you.

“Yeah it’s not gonna take long, besides it’ll be some kind of exercise” Kie smiled at you, then stealing glances at Pope. Ah these lovers.

“That’s cool, I’d love to help” you said genuinely. JJ smiled at how genuine you were, sitting closer to you. You and JJ started to talk about normal stuff. He asked you how was your job at the Surf Shop, you asked him how he was feeling. You knew about his dad and you were so worried about JJ. Despite all of your worries, JJ reassured you that he’s completely fine and if something happens he’ll directly come to you. You just grinned and mumbled an “whatever you say JJ”

When you were enjoying JJ’s company by your side, you saw Pope and Kie cuddling and enjoying each other presence. JJ whispered,

“Isn’t it obvious they like each other?” He giggled.

“Yeah and it melts my heart” You giggled back looking at him. You both wished you guys could be like that. After all the peaceful moments, John B made an announcement.

“You four lovebirds, stop making me feel like a fifth wheel, I’ll have Sarah soon so you can cry, but anyways so here’s Figure 8, it’s our stop for today. Let’s go.” John B gave everyone supplies and a place to go. Before you leave, JJ came beside you.

“You sure you wanna go alone? We can go together?” He asked worried because he hated Kooks, especially Rafe and Topper. They hate each other and if they do something to you JJ would almost kill them.

“Yeah don’t worry, and besides I’m going to Mrs. Brown, her place is the closest from here.” You cupped and kissed his cheek, smiled. Then you left before he could say something. JJ just stayed there, trying to process what’s going on.

“Just date already, duh” John B said behind JJ.

“What are you talking about?” JJ said quickly turning his back to John B.

“Isn’t it obvious that you guys like each other? Like seriously if i was someone outside, I would literally think you guys were a couple.” John B said minding his own business and encouraging his best friend.

“You should confess her, there’s no way she would say ‘Oh JJ I don’t feel the same’ ” John B said with the impression of your voice.

JJ just stared at him for a second, got the things he need to deliver and left before they could talk.

“Listen to my advice JJ!” John B shouted behind his back.

“Whatever you say Johnny Boy” JJ muttered himself. On the way, he thought if you liked him back. JJ she kissed you But that doesn’t mean she likes me arghh JJ thought to himself.

Thankfully, any Kooks were there in JJ’s sight. He peacefully delivered the stuff Mr. Heyward gave and a bonus, he got 40 dollar tip. He thought about buying you a flower with this money because he wanted you to be happy.

You on the other hand while walking to Mrs. Brown’s house, you were peacefully walking and admiring the nature. You were thinking about JJ mostly. He’s so cute, Y/N STOP, he doesn’t like you back, what if your friendship would ruin because you kissed him? You panicked but your thoughts were interrupted when you heard a few guys and girls screaming your name.

“Wait isn’t that Y/N, JJ’s girl?” Rafe smirked.

“It looks like it” Topper with his devilish grin.

They slowly walked closer to you.

“Topper, Rafe stop, please just let me go.” You pleaded horror filling in your eyes.

“Don’t worry princess, we don’t live in a fairytale, so your prince JJ is not gonna save you.” Rafe mocked JJ, with the word “princess”.

And without a minute, they started to punch you from everywhere, some girls also joined. They continued to punch you, hurt you, but you didn’t understand why they would do such thing when you literally did nothing to them.

On the HMS Pogue, everyone was there, waiting for you. The gang was getting worried because Mrs. Brown’s house was the closest of them all. JJ was getting worried the most.

“I need to go find her.” JJ said worried, while couldn’t help but thinking the worst case scenario.

“I’ll come with you.” Kie said ensure of herself. You were like a sister to her.

“Of course we’re coming too.” John B said, speaking for both Pope and himself.

JJ smiled at their friends - family not leaving his back.

When they were walking they heard people shouting “HIT HER HIT HER!” constantly. They wondered whats going on so they went there.

When the gang saw a familiar person getting beating up, they ran faster. And then they realized you were the person who was getting beaten up.

JJ realized this first and literally the second he realized he punched Rafe fastest as possible. He started to punch her. Slowly then the gang joined you. Kie got the girls, John B got Topper, Pope went to Kelce and JJ went to Rafe. You were already fainted but they kept fighting. When Rafe got beaten up really bad, and JJ was choking him, the gang stopped him because he was almost killed him.

After Rafe got hurt really bad, the kooks left the place. They shouted “FUCK YOU ASSHOLES DON’T MESS WITH THE POGUES AGAIN!” and ran to you.

You were laying down the ground not moving at all. JJ picked you up bridal style and ran to HMS Pogue to take care of you with medical supplies.

You were so hurt, your face covered with blood. However, JJ was the same. He was so furious. He could have protected you in the first place. In the boat, you were still not opening your eyes, laying in the arms of JJ. The gang was pretty sad about you. JJ was almost crying and the gang could do nothing but hug him.

After a few minutes of emotional moments, you started to open your eyes and see four people bruised, puffy eyed hugging on you.

“Guys?” you mumbled. JJ looked at you in shock, hugged you so fast and started sobbing.

“Y/N, you scared the shit out of me. You’re alive. You’re really alive.” He said like thousand times. You just smiled at how worried he was. He looked extremely cute.

Kie noticed a special moment between you two. She nudged John B and Pope so they could understand.

“We’ll deliver this package to Mrs. Brown” Pope said. But you and JJ were too busy admiring each other to care. There was a short period of awkward silence but JJ decided to break the silence and let his feelings go. He remembered what John B told him before.

“Y/N?” He asked while you were still leaning on his lap bridal style.

“Yeah?” You looked up to him.

“I have something to tell you, and I hope you won’t get mad at me.” JJ said gulping.

You stood up to show him that you’re listening carefully.

“Argh okay, so umm” He couldn’t speak “I like you Y/N, so much and you were getting beaten up by Rafe, just made me almost kill him. I don’t know what you’re doing to me but you do.” You just stared at him, at a loss for words. JJ noticed your shock, and started to panic.

“I know you didn’t feel the s-” He was interrupted by your blooded lips, kissing his passionately.

The kiss was long, it was full of admiration and it was a way to show JJ you liked him back.

When you pulled away, you couldn’t help but laugh. “Does this explain a lot Mr. Protector?” you asked. JJ smiled at your goofiness and kissed you again. This kiss wasn’t long as the last one but it was good as it was because they’re JJ’s lips come on!!

“So are you my boyfriend now?” You asked looking at him smiling.

“Yeah, you’re my girl. No one can hurt you, I’m here now” JJ said holding you close.

“YES FINALLY!” Pope shouted from the harbour.

“GO GO GO!” Kie shouted.

“You were talking about me giving the d, JJ right? Now it’s your turn bro”

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yougivemebutterfliessss · 3 years

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We gonna ignore the fact that ghostie isn’t my main account but 150 :)

-saarah

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @ghostiewriter 🥳🥳🥳 ur old now congratulations. So you though could stump me with this vague prompt “make up your own” IM SORRY OKAY I thought giving something vague for Christmas prompts would make it EASIER. Anywho I have a secret weapon and her name Annie. Big shout out to @yellowlaboratory for turning my traumatic story of puking in a school bathroom during a track meet into a hilarious fic idea; please enjoy this unedited 🙈crack Drabble akdhsjdhsjdh

“You want me to call your priest?”

Track had always been a JJ and Kie thing. In sixth grade she’d decided they need to keep active during the winter and that indoor track would be the perfect way to do it. Not only was it during the months where there was no surfing, but it was a sport she could actually do with her boys. She just needed to convince them to do it. Pope was an immediate no, too much homework and John B was insistent on trying out for the basketball team, his dad used to play or something. Which left JJ, who for whatever reason picked joining track with her over joining basketball with John B. She always figured it was because he thought she needed him more, seeing as John B could make friends with just about anyone. Or maybe she was overthinking it and JJ just thought that track sounded more fun; either way, she’s glad he did.

They had long bus rides together, traveling to the mainland so they could meet up with other schools, spend the whole ride there laughing and joking and talking about nothing in particular. She snuck extra snacks into her lunch box so that she could share with JJ, forcing him to eat “healthy shit” like apples and granola bars. (she was quite pleased with herself for that one) They would normally fall asleep on the way back, wake up half on top of each other and not talk about it afterward. She would aggressively snap, “No” when people asked if they like each other and JJ would just grin widely like it was the funniest joke in the world.

He was annoyingly good too, at pretty much everything. If the coaches were down a person they could just throw JJ into that event with a little bit of practice and chances are he would at least place. He was mainly a sprinter and a jumper though, same as Kie. A lot of her favorite memories came from the three years they ran track together. In eighth grade however, things got more complicated because suddenly Kie also had to deal with her period.

She wasn’t one to let that hold her back, but long track meets after school definitely made things more difficult, but it was manageable. Until of course, it wasn’t, which long story short, led to Kie being doubled over on the gross floor of another school's bathroom feeling like someone was digging a knife through her lower abdomen and hoping she doesn’t start puking again. She wasn’t sure how long it took for JJ to find her, walking with his hands over his eyes, judging by the sound of him running into a stall door.

“Yo Kie, you in here?”

“Down here,” she groaned from her spot on the floor not wanting to shift from her position to face, any movement at all made her feel nauseous.

His eyes widened as he crouched down beside her, “Wow, shit. You okay?”

“Do I really have to answer that question?” She muttered with an eye roll, but even that felt weak.

“Right sorry. So did you like catch a bug or somethin?” He asked, backing away from her like she might be contagious.

The last thing Kiara felt like doing at the time was explaining the nuisances of period cramps to a thirteen year old boy so she just muttered, “girl stuff,” and the movement was enough to have her heaving into the toilet again.

“Holy shit,” JJ muttered softly, sounded shocked for reasons Kiara was in too much pain to care about.

“Are you pregnant?”

Kiara choked on her puke, managed to turn her head enough to face him.

“What?”

JJ ran a hand through his hair anxiously, not even seeming to have heard her, talking mostly to himself as he mumbled, “I’m not ready to be a dad.”

“We haven’t slept together you idiot.”

JJ’s went wide with realization. “You slept with someone else,” he exclaimed with what almost sounded like betrayal in his voice.

Kiara didn’t have time to respond before the aggravation at his absolute idiocy had her hanging over the toilet boil again. JJ shifted down so he was squatted beside her, held her hair back as he rambled on.

“So who's is it? No- no you don’t have to tell me that, I don’t even care who’s sperm it is I’m here for you Kie. He’ll be like my kid anyway. Or she. Duh.”

Kiara squeezed her eyes shut in disbelief, didn’t have the energy to turn her head to him as she hissed out, “JJ.”

He raised his hands in surrender, “Okay, okay, I get it, too much,” then added hopefully “I'll still be uncle JJ though right?”

“It’s no one's sperm you dipshit!” She cried, momentarily forgetting the pain in her abdomen as she turned to him.

JJ just blinked at her for a few seconds before responding with a dramatic gasp, a small spark in his eyes as he whispered, “Virgin Mary?”

Kiara groaned in disbelief, pulled her arms up to the toilet boil and rested her head on them, too exasusted to care about the unsanitariness of the situation.

“Does this mean I’m gonna be Jesus’ uncle?”

“JJ if you don’t shut the fuck up right now the next time I puke it’s gonna be on you.”

He backed up immediately, “okay okay point taken. I mean come on that one was kinda funny though.”

She didn’t look up, but she could easily picture the smirk on his face.

“Can you please do something helpful and go call my dad? I left my phone in my bag.”

JJ perked up at that, jumping to his feet. “Right, I’ll be right back, I’ll let the coaches know you’re puking too. Oh and do you want a water? Gatorade? Maybe Pepsi?”

“Water’s good.”

He was sprinting away before she could say thank you. Kie curled up on the floor, giving about zero shits about how dirty it was, anything to make her stomach hurt a little bit less.

JJ returned a few minutes later with water and her phone in hand. Announced, “Kie I can’t find your dad’s contact,” as he handed her the water.

She groaned inwardly for thinking she was funny when she made her dad’s name in her phone.

“Oh uh call Father Mike.”

JJ looked up at that. “You want me to call your priest?”

“No that’s my dad,” she responded with a sigh.

“Your dad’s a priest?”

She sat up and opened her mouth to respond but the movement sent another wave of nausea over her and she found herself back above the toilet boil.

“Should I start confessing my sins before or after you finish puking?”

Kiara fixes him with a glare as she pulls away. “It’s a joke. He put his dad in his phone as Father Joe so I put him in as Father Mike. It’s like imagine there was a comma, like ‘Father, Mike’.”

JJ furrowed his eyebrows as he considered that beforing saying. “You really should add the comma. It’s very misleading.”

“Can you just call him?” She asked, her voice almost pleading at this point.

JJ’s joking tone shifted at that, “right. Yeah of course.”

After that she felt well enough to let JJ help her back to their teams set up in the track building, where she could lie down on blankets instead of a cold floor. JJ still had races and events to do, but he ran back to check on her after every one and each time she would assure him that she was fine and that she didn't need a babysitter, but secretly appreciated how concerned he was. And in hindsight, the Jesus jokes were kinda funny, at least Pope and John B thought they were.

#jiara #jiara Drabble #prompt #jiara prompt #HAPPY BIRTHDAY NESSIE #CONGRATS UR OLD #GO HAVE A DRINK FOR ME #Saarah is an absolute powerhouse #the talent #the absolute inhuman speed #and a great friend #💖💖💖#also yes this actually happened #but my friend wasn’t a cute blond and she did not think I was pregnant lol

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forever-rogue · 4 years

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THIS THE DUMBEST MF REQUEST U EVER HEARD BUT IM ON MY PERIOD AND I HAVE TO TAKE MEDS BC CHRONIC CRAMPS ANS ITS GIT SO MUCH MF CAFFIENE AND IM FUCKING TRIPPING RN AND FOR SOME DUMBASS REASON I NEED DIN X READER WHERE READER TAKES MEDS AND GOES BATSHIT CRAZY LITERALLY IM SHAKING SO MUCH WOEOWOW SORRY THIS IS ACTUALLY SOME TH IFN IM ASKING FOR YOURE GRET!!

Hi friend, I hope you’re okay now and feeling better! Din blurb? Din blurb. Enjoy! Thank you @rosetophighlander for providing some much needed inspo!

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When it came to your least favorite time of the month, you were normally able to handle it...for the most part. It’d been a routine that you’d been going through for what seemed like eons, but some months were worse than others. This was one of those times; not just one of those times, but also the first time you’d had this much pain around your Mandalorian companion.

The morning had gone fairly well, you’d made sure to stay hydrated and eaten a decent breakfast, along with your small green friend, but why the time the afternoon started, your insides were in utter turmoil. You thought you were doing a fairly good job of keeping a neutral face and hiding it. Until...

“What’s wrong?” Din’s gaze was trained on as you sat in the co-pilot’s seat, hand on your stomach and a contorted look on your face. So much for handling it well...but it was hard when it felt like your innards were being eaten.

“N-nothing,” you lied, biting the inside of your cheek as another wave of cramps rolled over you. You should have known better than to lie to him. He was a trained bounty hunter, years of practice had made it easy for him to read just about anyone.

“Why are you lying?” he asked and you just sigh and let your head flop to the side, letting out an exasperation groan.

“Period,” you finally said through gritted teeth as you pointedly avoided looking at him, “I’m on my period.”

“Oh,” he sounded almost nervous but just awkwardly cleared his throat. He wasn’t inept when it came to a woman’s body, but it had been some time since he’d experienced being with a woman during her time of the month. You just nodded and a waved a hand in his general direction, “is there...”

“No,” you said quietly, hoping that if you remained seated and still that the pain would dull and pass quickly. Din stood up after a few more moments of watching you silently struggled with the waves of pain, disappearing without a word. Maybe you’d scared him off?

But no - he was back within a few minutes, handing you a big glass of water, followed by a few pills that you didn’t recognize. You didn’t even bother to ask what they were, or what their origins were, but you quickly swallowed them and down the glass of water.

“That should help,” he said softly and you nodded, giving him a thankful smile, “maybe you should...take a nap.”

“I’m not tired though,” you insisted, knowing the tiredness that always accompanied this time of month could come later in the afternoon. It always did, like clockwork.

“You’ll...just trust me,” he insisted, nudging his head in the direction of the your shared sleeping space, “you’ll want to sleep. It might be...just take a nap.”

“Oh...kay,” you shrugged and decided to oblige him, slowly clambering out of spot and heading for your cot. You might have been going crazy...but did you already feel better? Din wasn’t normally so cryptic or weird, but you weren’t to question him. Besides, maybe a nap would be nice...

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Once you’d slipped into your cot, it took only a few minutes until you gave into the soft pull of sleep. If you’d been awake, it would have surprised you, but instead you were quickly snoring...and loudly.

But then...almost as quickly as you feel asleep, you were wide awake again. Your eyes snapped open as you felt a rush of energy running through your veins...you felt more awake than you possibly ever had. But your pain was gone, instead you felt nothing but pure adrenaline pumping through your body.

“Din,” you almost shouted, as you jumped up and ran to find him. When you didn’t spot him anywhere on your floor, you climbed up the cockpit and found him there, playing with the Child, “Din!”

A small, quiet oh no spilled from his lips as you almost barreled him over in your attempt to sit down in your normal spot. He had hoped this wouldn’t happen, it was a risk he was taking...but alas. Your eyes were wide as you sat down and stared at him, speaking so fast that he wasn’t able to catch more than a word here and there. Part of him wondered if you were even speaking Basic anymore.

“andidon’tevenknowwhatyougavemebutifeelsoalive,” you jumped up again, peeking outside, studying the dying light of day. Maybe you could go out and explore for a awhile. Just as you started walking off again, Din grabbed your arm and keep you from walking away, “what?”

“I think you need to stay inside and sit with me,” he felt bad that you’d had such a reaction to the pills he gave you, but couldn’t deny that he was little amuse, “it’ll pass soon, but I need to keep an eye on you to make sure you don’t hurt yourself.”

“I’ll be fine,” you insisted, bouncing on your heels as he kept you restrained, “I just want to go and explore!”

“Cyare...no, just say with me please,” he insisted softly, “but are you...feeling better?”

“There’s no pain,” you promised, “I just feel so...alive! Have you ever heard colors before? I’m pretty sure I’m can hear them!”

“Kriff,” he sighed lightly to himself.

“What even was that stuff?!” you asked as you pulled free from his hold on you and started to dance around the open space, “I love it! I feel so alive!”

“Painkillers,” he admitted honestly, letting the Child down to try and get you in his arms again so you wouldn’t hurt anyone...namely yourself, “apparently much more potent for someone of your size.”

“We should get more of that stuff! We should go to the market and buy some,” you grabbed his hand and started to dance with him, finding it hard to get the large man to move along with you, “you should take some too! Maker, can you imagine how much we could if we don’t have to sleep and we just play?!”

“You can’t buy this stuff at the market,” in order to give you some reprieve, he gave in and danced with you, letting you guide him around the open space.

“Where then!? We have to go!”

“It’s not exactly...legal,” he confessed the last part quietly, but you were so hyper-aware of everything that you picked up on it. You shrugged it off regardless, “I probably shouldn’t have given it you. I should have known better...”

“No, this is great,” you insisted, stopping and put your hands on his shoulders, “I’ve never felt so...amazing! I feel like I can do anything!”

“Yeah...that’s one of the effects,” he cursed himself silently. He’d just wanted help you and alleviate your pain, instead he’d created a whole different type of problem, “cyare, why don’t you come with me and we can go lie down.”

“But I don’t wanna,” you pouted at him, but he just hung his head, “I just wanna go outside and be with you!”

The last part tugged on his heartstrings a little bit, and while he was glad you weren’t in pain, he didn’t mean to induce all of this either. At least this way you were enjoying yourself; the grin on your face hadn’t faltered once. He weighed his options for a moment before nodding lightly, “alright. We’ll go outside and explore for a little bit, but if and when you start to feel sleepy or anything else, you let me know, yes?”

“Duh,” you promised him, your eyes glowing with excitement as you leaned up and pressed a kiss to his helmet, where his cheek would be, “we’re gonna have so much fun!”

You leaned down and picked up the Child, carefully as you could in your current state, and Din stopped breathing for a moment. He knew you’d never do anything to hurt him, but in your haze, he was mildly concerned. But you were still so gentle with him, making sure he held tightly against your chest before descending the latter to go downstairs.

“Come on, slow poke!” you called to him as he listened to your footsteps running out of the ship. He sighed lightly, almost in amusement as he quickly followed after you.

He had a feeling you weren’t going to be the only exhausted by the time you were coming down from your high. At least he knew better for next time: half dose...or perhaps something more legal...either way, he vowed to make sure to take care of you.

#din djarin x you #din djarin x reader #din djarin #the Mandalorian #the mandalorian x reader #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader

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uncertaininnit · 3 years

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who wants to read an essay about my relationship with simping/an appreciation(/simping lol) post about Will+Eret and also seperately tommyinnit that was written at 4:22 am and then added to the queue because i love the queue system also fun fact i pronounced the word ‘queue’ as ‘cc-week’ for like an entire year and idk why anyways

lets just jump into it

lol

so. if somebody was to ask me who my favorite mcyt is, i would think about it for a moment and eventually answer with either Wilbur or Eret. and i think that is purely out of simping instinct or whatever the fuck.

to start, Wilbur; the prettiest man, period. i do not take constructive criticism. he is literally gorgeous and i get so mad at him for putting himself down all the time because he doesnt deserve the shit, especially not from himself. he is 24 years old and has the lowest self-esteem out of anybody i can think of. i want to yell in his face all the time. i want to tell him simps are the same species as him, and they have REASONS to simp. if you keep seeing appreciation posts about yourself (which im sure he does) that means people APPRECIATE YOU and WANT YOU to feel APPRECIATED.

anyway, back to simping. let’s start from the top. his goddamn hair. it is, it is, and i just took a deep breath, so pretty. maybe it isnt the hair itself, probably, but the way it is done. wavy dark brown hair all floofy in the front. and he is constantly messing with it, which is THE cutest thing. when he is excited, he moves a lot, and his hair moves with him and gets messed up and ahhhcvkvyr moving on.

his face? lets start with his eyes. they are so pretty. i think my opinion on eyes is probably weird, and allow me to explain why. i never ever notice somebodies eye color when talking to them. i just dont even look. so when i am actively paying attention to somebody’s eyes, they are that much more important to me. but idk, i kinda feel like his eyes are one of the biggest factors of his face? like, he looks really pretty whether he is smiling or not, because his face doesn’t ride on his smile.

sidetrack paragraph about george: i think george is that way. he is adorable, but he is only really adorable when he is smiling. if i look up ‘georgenotfound cute’ it will be entirely him smiling, and never any other facial expression because he genuinely looks like the fucking weirdest thing sometimes when making a serious face. back to will.

i dont pay attention to noses because who even cares dude but i’m sure his nose does a good job of supporting his looks as well so good job nose

his SMILE. he doesn’t need to smile, but dude, when he does, it’s like i always used to say (and still would say) in regards to eijiro kirishima. it’s like... sunbeams, like rays of light are in his mouth and escaping when he smiles.i wonder how he keeps a star in there. because his smile literally lights up my heart. and when he tilts his head(basically all the time luckily)? so goddamn pretty. pretty man. pretty.

that brings us to his neck, which is- no, kidding, but i do want to talk about his vocal chords! firstly his speaking voice, which i guess as an american it hits different for me because of the accent. but- i dont think i can put it into words. but the way he puts thoughts into words-(lol) idk, his voice is just really sweet. and his SINGING VOICE, here we go.

so he sings, duh. and i- holy fuck. he just sounds good, you know? he is a good singer. i want to put my emotions simply this time. he sings well, and he sounds good. a pretty voice for a pretty man. i cant even try to elaborate.

basically the only other thing of my concern is his fucking yellow sweater? or jumper or whatever the fuck? and his beanie? on his body? damn. i am genuinely attached to that sweater. it just looks good, ok? it does.

oh yeah, and he’s hella fucking tall. 6′5? are you kidding? you couldn’t have at least been short so we could make fun of you?

oh yeah and his laugh-

it is now 4:53 am and a bitch is tired but i have an entire fucking train of thoughts and they must be somewhere before they slip away

the next part- Eret. i adore Eret. so incredibly much. and let me start this by saying i’m going to consistantly call him a he, because he doesn’t care and so that makes it easier for me. ok? ok.

he is the opposite of Wilbur in this one regard, confidence. and self-esteem. eret loves himself. that attitude spreads. look, not only is he like the #1 bicon in the world as far as i’m concerned, but he also actively fucks gender roles any day. strawberry dress pog? strawberry dress pog.

but seriously, he rocked the strawberry dress. and the suit, though i missed that stream. he rocks his crown, his sunglasses, just anything he puts on. and don’t get me started on the BOOTS

(im started on the boots) so firstly the heel boots, the first ones he got. when i first saw clips, my only thought was something like ‘woah.’ or maybe ‘damn.’ at that point i didn’t know much about him, just that he looked STELLAR in those boots (and the betrayal and shit yknow) and the PLATFORMS DUDE

the platforms are the same but moar tall, which is incredible. oh and now back to strawberry dress- have you seen him twirl? the twirl? hello? have you seen it? you must.

also i havent even talked about HIM yet. hove you seen that picture of him with a bird on his shoulder? he is facing the bird, i think looking at it, with a wide smile across his face. and it is so pretty. he has the prettiest smile.

also today i was looking for flour at the store place and a clip of him was playing in my mind- he was doing like an announcer voice, like in every superhero movie trailer- and he was just coming up with something to say, and what he ened up saying was ‘in a world... where.... cookies.... are made of pringles’ and OMFG its making me laugh even now. like of absolutely anything, that was the example he made. just thinking about it is making me smile.

speaking of, have you heard his voice? his normal voice is really really deep anyways, but he has crazy range- he can effortlessly(i originally wrote effortly and when i noticed i laughed because i am so fucking tired bfv9wuocl) go from like an elmo impression (and a good one) to a just REALLY low voice, lower than his normal low voice.

AND HIS SINGING VOICE! he doesn’t like actually make music like wilbur but on that one stream where he did kareoke (how the fuck is it spelled) with fundy and his voice is SO LIKE its deep and its just pretty and i never want to hear normal sweater weather ever again, just him singing it.

i think this is where i’m done with eret- it is 5:18 now, and a BITCH IS TIRED but i need to finish this while i’m still feeling this wayy or i’ll never finish it, i know this from experience.

and now it’s tommy time

the og reason i decided to make this an actual post . but i had to explain the simping thing before i got into my thoughts about tommy.

but let me start this with just saying yes, i love him. he is a big man and i want him to be happy. which is the topic for today’s discussion, AHEM.

so tommyinnit, right? he is 16, which is why i do NOT simp.i dont care that im also a minor, i wouldn’t do anything to make him feel uncomfortable, ever. in any world. never. because look- i dont know how to put it, but tommy is SIXTEEN. still young and impressionable and all that junk. and he is a fairly fucking famous twitch streamer. he does that almost daily.

what i’m saying is i dont want him to get hurt. him, and tubbo too. they are a part of the world, part of the public, all the time. don’t you think that is stressful? do you guys remember his haircut stream? on the day of his haircut? and chat was making fun of him for it, and wilbur was making fun of him for it. that is how i express affection, with my real friends as well. playful bullying. but at some point while Will was teasing him, he says something along the lines of ‘yeah, the big man hasn’t been having too great a day’ or something like that, and dude, my heart dropped.

a. he had mentioned earlier that he didn’t want to stream the day of his haircut because hair is always weird that first day, but since he hadn’t streamed in a good bit he felt obliged to. i dont really.. idk, i dont really like that. i dont want him to have to put himself in uncomfortable situations because he feels like he needs to for us. i don’t think that is healthy.

and b. chat and wilbur were bullying him. good-naturedly, but still, when he mentioned he had been having a bad day, the chat turned around and instantly started yelling shit like ‘AHHHH SORRY BIG MAN YOUR HAIR IS FINE’ and when Wilbur kept teasing him (you fucking beautiful bully man fuck off) yelling stuff like ‘WILBUR QUIT WE ARE H U R T I N G HIM’ and ‘WILL STFU HES HAVING A BAD DAY’ so im glad we all want him to feel ok

but still, it cannot be healthy. when i first got into MCYT, i though tommy was fucking loud and annoying. and he is! he is. but that is a big part of why i like him so much. and everyone jokes about him being a child, because he is, but i choose to not say stuff like that in chat just because i want him to be happy. those jokes are fun, but i want him to be happy. and he is happier when not being called a child.

im not attacking you, do whatever the fuck you want. i dont know why i feel the need to protect him or whatever, if he read this he would probably think i was hella creepy. i just- listen, i just want him to be happy. i just want him to smile and laugh. i sound SO GODDAMN CREEPY but- as ive said- i just want him to be happy.

is this literally just what having a comfort streamer is? am i not crazy? does everyone experience this? and can we talk about tommy’s playlist it’s literally so sweet and bubbly compared to his personality and i love that. and the song he always plays at the start of stream and always like buzzes along to? that moment in time is my very favorite.

it is 5:44-

#simp #like im literally the biggest simp #mcyt #dream smp #wilbur soot #the_eret #tommyinnit

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vuillard · 3 years

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at the beach today this dude saw me topless (duh) and like immediately went to ask this other person (also topless) like whoa is this a topless beach after staring at me for a bit and they were like yeah. and he like took off his hat when he was talking. and then he left and the person like turned around to watch him walk away like all the way off the beach. did a lot of writing trying to make a “personal statement” about my art and im thinking mostly like connecting god-hurt-people-absence-houses-rooms-belonging. i don’t think i have a good way to talk about it yet but i’m getting there. teaching myself tunisian crochet and worked on that a bit it’s hard to hold the long hook honestly i don’t know where to put my hand so i think i’m going to order a hook with a cord instead to see if that feels better. im taking a lyft home(regretfully) but i just started my period in the car so this was the better choice than the bus

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mydarling-suggestions · 3 years

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Ok so I sent my last one in on 12-21 and this one is being sent 12-22(his birthday). I'm not quite sure how much I said before but whatever imma just go for the events of the last couple of days. Not asking advice, just updating since you've been helping me :)

Yesterday, I texted him asking him if he was doing anything for his birthday today because one of our friends was trying to plan something for his birthday and he told me that his mom was probably planning something out, he couldn't do anything today for sure. So I asked him to go to birthday dinner, wherever he wants, and I'll pay and he said that he (a now 20yo man) was being forced to go to a church event to meet people by his mom (which after 5 years knowing them, I'm not actually sure she would do that) but at that point I was like "whatever, kinda sad but its fine". So today I said happy birthday at 8am, he responded with thanks nearly 3 hours later and then didnt say anything until I asked him if he was doing stuff with his family still, which he said yes, and so an hour or two later I texted him telling him I was bringing his christmas/birthday present (a 50$ blanket that I made by hand out of my own sparse funds because I'm in college), showed up, his mom was surprised and said that he walked downstairs with another friend not too long ago (which remember he said he for sure could not have people over today) so I headed downstairs and found him and one of our friends checking out video games and such and when I handed him the present, he just looked at it and went "so it's just a blanket?" To which my snarky, already kinda upset ass replied, "yeah. And I made it." To which he got googly eyed and looked embarrassed for acting like that in front of our friend, who is also recieving a handmade gift and both received handmade gifts in the past numerous times and know that that's my thing. Our friend just kinda looked at him like "uh.. duh its handmade dumbass?? You've known her for 5 years and didn't know it'd be handmade??" And then went back to looking at games. BEFORE THIS LAST PART: this friend that was in the room was not supposed to know that we were dating as to not hurt his feelings/keep another friend who's a little too obsessed with bf from knowing. ANYWAY so he gets up and just kinda gives me this awkward smile and a light hug, like one of your guy best friends in middle school were trying to console you on your first period or something, and then kisses me in front of this friend who isn't supposed to know. So I left, went to a nearby park and cried bc 1. If he wanted to just spend some time with this one friend, he should have and could have just told me and i would've been fine and he knows that bc weve both done it before and been fine. 2. The attitude that came with receiving his present? I mean I get just not using it or donating it once the persons gone but straight up "it's just a blanket?" To my face?? 3. If he told the friend we were dating, I would've liked to had known so I didnt feel wierd recieving a present and not being able to talk to him about it and having to watch what's coming out of my mouth. 4. Why is he seemingly avoiding me???

Now that I'm done with that, with what you said in the last reply about talking to him, I do plan on it. I was going to over dinner, but since it was his birthday it didnt feel right so I'm going to wait a bit. I'm honestly hoping this doesn't go on much longer and it fixes soon bc the last time I was in a situation like this was bc I wasnt giving the guy what he wanted and so he cheated on me, then tried to pin the blame on me and play victim so I would break up with him and it wouldn't be his fault to his parents (I most def made him take responsibility) but I dont want anything like that happening again (though I doubt the cheating part would happen since hes super antisocial)

Thanks for listening folks

Okay so, I talked to him and told him he needed to communicate with me because he said he was having problems and I told him he needed to talk to me about those things and not just ignore me, and he told me yesterday (new years eve) he wanted to talk to me bc I was right, he needed to communicate and we went to a park and he talked for a bit, said he wasnt sure he wanted to finish bc he didnt want me to be mad or shattered or anything, I reassured him and he broke up with me. I took him home, we joked for a min before he got out and he said "see you around" when he got out so we're still cool and friends so I'm pretty happy with the situation all in all. I wanted him to break up with me last night if at all so that I could go into the new year and just let it go since I kinda knew that things would be ending a while ago anyway.

i know this is late im sorry i was working on my mental health yet again 🥺

for the first part, excuse my french but what a dick... i always do homemade gifts so i know how that is, but "just a blanket" that would crush me...i would have been so upset.

for the second part, the ending shattered my heart because it sucks to know the relationship is ending, however im glad it ended on okay terms... i wish you all the luck in the world and if you ever just want someone to talk to im here, ive dropped my @ multiple times including once tonight, if you ever do feel so inclined to message me i would gladly talk to you for a bit!

p.s. happy new year i love you toooo!

#mod ky #answered #apricot-roses #break ups :(

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leossmoonn · 3 years

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hii congrats on 1.4k!! can i request 🔮 for male marauders and golden trio era? my pronouns are she/her, i’m gryffindor, i laugh in situations i shouldn’t be laughing at, i’m very friendly and i act the same around a person i know for 5 minutes and a person i know for years, i’m loud when talking, i’m too kind for my own sake, i get annoyed easily but everyone says i’m funny then, i get nervous easily especially around a person i like and i get especially loud then, i love nature and swimming and i love dancing but i’m really bad at it,, thank you!!

thank you so much! yes yes of course!

male marauders ship - james potter

when james first heard your laugh, he immediately fell in love. he was in detention and had heard your laugh from outside the classroom. you were walking through the halls w marlene and dorcas as you all had a free period. james turned his head and fell even more as he saw your face. he then realised it was you, gryffindor prefect and top of all your classes. sirius had always thought you were a know-it-all, but james thought you were funny and pretty and he was determined to get to know you better.

so after detention, he went to his house to find you. luckily, you were studying w remus and lily. he walked up to you all suave and gave you a little smirk, to which you reacted by just staring at him while sweating profusely. little did he know, you also liked him. but ofc he didnt know that, not yet, so his smile faltered and he gave you a warm, polite smile instead and said “hi, y/n. i’m james potter. we have potions and DADA together.” he held his hand out for you to shake and you stared at it for a good few seconds before laughing. youre like “y-you, you know my name? ohmygod, haha- WOW. s-sorry, i-i’m not usually this um, giggly. HAHA” and james just grins and says “no worries love. do you mind accompanying to hogsmeade this weekend” and youre like “… alright…” and james is sooo happy hehe. “it’s a date!” he exclaimed before running up to his dorm to find sirius to tell him the good news. the wait for the weekend was painful for both of you, but def worth it.

you met him at the gates, looking beautiful as usual. james complimented you like 100 timed in the first 5 minutes, you were grinning like a child who just got their christmas wish. you two strolled around the town, james ending up buying everything for you 💀. you open up to him pretty quickly and you two bounce from topic to topic seamlessly. at the end of the night, you two were at hog’s head and (ik this sounds like a muggle thing but shhh) they had karaoke night and lily and remus sung a duet, to which james pulled you up from your seat in surprise. at first you're confused and are like "wth???" and james is like "dance with me, darling!" and you're like "HAHA NO" and james frowns and asks why and you pull him close and say "i'm horrible at dancing, james. althought i will admit, i love it," you chuckle. and james is like "perfect! here, i'll teach you, m'kay?" and you're not so sure but yk james won't let up so you follow him to the dance floor.

he puts your arms around his neck and he puts his hands on the middle of your back, not too high, not too low, and you two start dancing. james at first is impressed and is like "you're not half bad, l/n." but he's spoken too soon bc you then begin to step on his feet as you two sway faster. and he's like "OW OW OW!" and you pull away from him and is like "ah im so sorry. i didn't mean to :((" and he just shrugs, "it's alright. no worries. here, lemme teach you". and he takes you in his arms again. "just follow my lead, okay. relax and just feel the music. if you panic, just stop, look at my feet, and regroup, m'kay?" and you nod tentatively and he smiles and you two start swaying. for the first 3 minutes, your eyes are at his feet, watching his and making sure you don't trip again and hurt his toes. and a few minutes later, you are dancing like a pro! (you step on his feet still... but only a few times so its not that bad hehe).

male golden trio ship - fred weasley

fred made smth blow up in hagrid's face (bless his soul) and the whole class went silent except for you. fred and george were laughing, but they were keeping it quiet while you were literally honking. your whole face gets hot with embarrassment as you realise you're the only one laughing and everyone is staring at you. you look down in shame at your desk as you feel everyone's judging eyes on you. well, not everyone is judging hehe. hargrid ends up taking 15 points from your house, 10 for the prank, 5 for you laughing (oops...). hagrid continues class and everyone goes back to paying attention to him except for fred. he's staring at you the whollleeee time.

you're two grades below him (u two are 5th and 7th year but ill age u up to 16 instead of 15 since he’s 17:)) so honestly he's never really noticed you outside of the common room before. you are friends w ron tho so ofc he knows of you and has seen you around the school, but he's never really paid attention to you before until now. and he glad he finally did because you are gorgeousss. after class, he ends up approaching you and ofc you're starstruck bc your best friend's cool, funny, hot older brother is talking to you.

he's like "i noticed you were laughing at my prank. you think that was funny?" and his tone kinda makes you scared bc he's really serious, but you end up nodding really slowly. his serious face breaks into a happy one as he says "great! at least someone was amused. say, you're friends with my baby brother, right?" he asks. and you're like "um... yeah..." and he says "great! well, why don't you take a break from hanging out w my loser brother and hang out w me tonight? george and i are planning a few more pranks." your jaw drops to the mf floor and youre like “uh. um yeah… s-sure” and fred’s like “😁😁😁 GREAT. see u then, l/n!” and your heart goes 🦋🦋🦋 and youre like “alright.. see you then”

so like you tell your friends, harry ron and hermione, abt your plans and harry is like “cool cool. tell us how it goes!” and hermione and you are giggling abt you hanging out w a boy two years up from you. and ron’s like “yeah whateva. have fun ig🙄” and hes just jealous bc his cool olders brothers are stealing his best friend but you reassure him you’re still his bff and youll hang out w him after/the next day. A

NYWAYS so it comes time and you step into the common room, confused as there was no one there. so you go and sit on the couch to wait but as you sit down, fred’s face immediately emerges from nowhere and you literally trip over and fall into him (which youre freaked out bc you cant see his body) but the invisibility cloak drops and he puts his arms around you quickly and holds you up just as your abt to fall. and your faces are literally like millimeters apart. and you think youre abt to kiss but fred pulls away and helps stabilize you before grabbing his cloak. youre like all shy again and he just smiles and says hello and sits down in the couch. you follow him in suit and he explains what the invisibility cloak is. then he gets out all his toys and prank stuff and you’re honestly really interested and you even give him ideas for new pranks and yk he likes you like 1000 times more hehe.

you two end up talking for a few hours and you emerge out of your shell and fred is very happy bc he now sees like the real you. a few hours later and your curled up on the couch, head on his shoulder and youre about to fall asleep (super romantic). fred then mentions george and youre like “oh wait. how come he isnt here?” and fred’s like “hes w angelina. his gf” and youre like “oooh” and then you boldly ask “do you have a gf” and you lift your head up from his shoulder and your face is so close to his, not as close as before, but you can feel his breath on your lips. and he looks you in the eyes and is like “no” and youre like “do you like anyone?” and as he speaks he looks down at your lips, “yeah. i think i do” and you think you know its you bc well like, how can you not in this moment. and youre like “who?” and hes like “you” AND THEN (im sorry this shit is so long but im living the dream) he leans in and your lips touch and you kiss and its all 😍🦋😏😁😋😩🥰🤩😽👻. lol anyways you pull away and are like 😳 and fred is like 😏 “ill see u tmrw right?” and youre like “y-yeah…” and you watch as he stood up and collects his stuff and leaves you. once you know hes gone, you stand up and start squealing and jumping around hehe and you run upstairs to tell hermione.

next morning, fred finds you at lunch and asks you point blank if you wanna be his gf and youre like “yes duh.” and you two then become official! so even tho fred is a prankster and is always carefree and stuff, he does have a compassionate side that comes out when he feels need be. hes so supportive too and he treats you like a mf queen. he’ll literally buy you anything and will do anything for you. he also plays jokes on u which you get him back and hes very impressed w your creativity and boldness.

so during breaks and summers, you visit the burrow and you two often hang out outside near the willow tree in their yard. you two also go swimming in the lake (let’s pretend its a big lake not a pond lol). its super nice and relaxing especially on like 90 degree days where you two are melting. you two always are splashing each other and laughing loudly. sometimes you two just cuddle and drink pumpkin juice and talk about what fred is gonna do now that he’s outta school. tbh youre afraid that once you go back to school and youre apart, youll grow apart, but fred always assure you two that you wont bc you two are soulmates <3

hope you enjoyed this!

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marvinswriting · 4 years

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Air Pressure

Prompt: Janis and Damian hurt/comfort bc sometimes Janis feels sad for no reason😳😳😳 We said A N G S T 😳 (except I also added nice Regina bc it's my fic and I can do what I want.)

It's just one of those days where everything hits hard I guess.

I saw a post somewhere that said if there was no air pressure, rain would fall all at once in a thick sheet of water and kill us.

I don't know how accurate that is, but it's pretty representative of how my day is going.

Instead of getting hit with negative sparingly throughout the day with positive things to regulate it, there is no positive, and my emotions just hit me like a wall.

Which is fucking great when you're sitting in English class.

The perfect time to just, break down is while you learn about The Raven, I guess.

I raise my hand to ask to leave the room, earning a sharp glare from my teacher when he has to stop reading to pick on me.

"May I go to the bathroom?" I ask, my voice wavering.

He must pick up on it because he just nods.

I scoop up my bag and run out of the room. Its the first of my three tiny periods in a row and then I have a class with just Damian before I can go home. That's four periods to long.

I make my way into the school's tiny bathroom and pull myself into the back stall. I cover my mouth to muffle a sob, I don't really know why I'm crying, but the overwhelming sinking feeling in my chest won't disappear.

I hear high heels clicking as they walk into the bathroom. "Janis? I saw you run in here."

I guess dying for 15 seconds really does change a person because Regina had been working hard to be my friend again. I don't know if we're 'watching each other have breakdowns' close yet.

"I know you're here Jan. You can't hide from me."

Well, that's mildly threatening.

I freeze as footsteps approach the stall I'm in.

Regina knocks on the door but it just slowly swings open, revealing me sitting next to the toilet, curled up.

Stupid broken locks.

"Oh, Janis." Regina crouched down next to me. "What's wrong?"

I shook my head. "Nothing specific, just sad, I guess."

Regina nods. "I know the feeling. And that's okay." She looks like she has more to say, but doesn't.

She simply steps into the stall with me and slides down the wall opposite of me.

This feels like the start of a bad porno.

We sit in silence for a bit and I have to admit, Regina's presence is actually really comforting.

I try to slow the tears since somebody else is here, but Regina doesn't comment. She simply reaches across the small space between us and rests her hand on my knee comfortingly.

I give a teary-eyed smile at the action.

"Thanks." I say softly, "but you need to get back to class."

"I do," Regina agrees. "But I'm not leaving you to have a breakdown alone in the bathroom." She pauses for a moment, as if considering something. "Pass me your phone."

"What?"

"Today clearly isn't your day, you're not doing too hot and shouldn't be left alone, but, you're right- I gotta go to class. Let me text Damian."

"I'm not dragging him out of class because I can't get my emotions in check." I say glumly.

Regina tsks and grabs my bag, pulling my phone out despite my protests.

"Really, Janis? Same password since middle school?"

"I don't normally have people trying to go through my phone," I say, but I don't have the energy to fight Regina about texting Damian. "He's trying to get an education, yknow. Don't bother him." I say, but trying the change Regina Geroge's mind is futile.

"I may not know Damian personally but he seems like the type of person who wants to know when his friends are hurting." Regina says typing away on my phone.

I hear it ding instantly and I wipe my eyes.

Regina place my phone back in my bag, seemingly happy with whatever response she got before standing up and holding out her arm as an offer to help me up.

I take it.

"Let's go. Regina says pulling me up.

"Where?" I glance down at our hands, she didn't let go, instead, she opted to dragging me down the hall.

"To meet Damian, duh."

The closer we get to tiny pick up zone the more my stomach twists.

I frown, now he's gonna worry about me and not go to class and that's my fault and-

"Hey, Janis." Regina stops suddenly. "If you don't want to see Damian we don't have to, I'm sorry I texted him."

What? Oh. I'm crying again.

"No, its- I'm fine. I just-"

"You don't have to explain yourself." Regina pulls me into a hug. It's tense, we really aren't at the whole helping each other emotionally part. But its also my first real hug from another tiny in a while.

So I'll take it.

It feels nice, being able to return as much as I receive in a hug.

My face just feels permanently wet today, it really is one of those days.

Like everything is getting triggered by period hormones minus the cramps and blood.

We continue our walk to where the giant hall meets the tiny hall and see Damian already there.

"Hey, Damian," Regina says, passing me my backpack.

I wave to him, and the second Damian registers the tears on my face, I'm being scooped up and held to his chest without a word.

"Thanks, Regina." He says.

I grip onto his shirt, willing the tears not so spillover.

"Of course, Damian. I know Karen or Gretchen would want somebody to do it for me."

I'm to busy with my face is Damian's shirt and my eyes squeezed shut to see Regina walk away, but just as I heard her coming, I can hear the clicking of her heels grow distant.

Damian doesn't pull me away, he just holds me there for a bit, not saying anything.

I can feel him rocking on his heels a bit, and if its a method of soothing me- it's working.

After a while, I think I stop crying. Keyword is think. My whole face is still damp but I let go of his shirt and push away a bit. Damian takes the hint and pulls his hands back, letting me fall into his palms.

"What's got you worked up?" He asks. His eyes are swimming with concern and guilt hits me hard.

If I could just be a bit better at dealing with my shit Damian would be learning in class as students should.

"I don't-" I take a breath. "I don't know."

Damian nods. "That's okay."

I nod. Its something Regina had said earlier and something I had heard many times before. But hearing it from Damian felt like the most reassuring thing in the world.

I try not to sniffle. "You have a class to go back to. You can put me down."

Damian shook his head. "Hon, the bell is gonna ring any second, we've been standing here for a while. And I'm not letting you go back to class when you're clearly tired and not in a great mental space."

The bell is gonna ring?

Wow.

"You can't skip class, Damian," I say, standing up on his palms.

"I won't be the one skipping."

"Huh?"

Oh.

Before I can even protest, Im boing shifted into one hand, Damian already using the other to clip the white pin on his jacket.

"Are you sure? I don't wanna be annoying or get in your way or anything. You already do so much for me and I just don't wanna be a bother, its just one bad day I can hide in the bathroom again I’ll be fine-" Before I know it, words are just tumbling out of my mouth. "Cuz like, I'm tiny and I can't do anything myself and I don't want to be a nuisance or-"

"Janis."

"Yeah?"

"You're not annoying or a nuisance or getting in the way."

"Okay." I say softly, looking down.

Damian chuckles. "I like having you in my pockets. It's a reassurance that you're safe."

I feel my face flush under the love and care. "Okay."

"Okay?"

"Yeah."

The bell rings and Damian pulls me close to his chest as student file out of classrooms.

Its the hallway so there's no need to hide me yet, but it's dangerous as always. I press my back against Damian's chest as I watch students pass us. Some notice me, others don't. Most could care less.

I watch Shane Omen pass with Aaron on his shoulder. Aaron is gripping onto Shane's shirt as tight as possible, and it brings me a small bit of reassurance to know I'm not the only tiny with hallway anxiety.

Damian makes it to his classroom and wordlessly slips me into his pocket. He taps the pocket lightly, which I’ll never understand why he does it, and goes on with his education as he normally would.

Skipping three classes is gonna be a bitch to explain to my parents, but I would rather explain this to them then go to class crying.

Damian's heart beats steadily to my right as I hear his teacher begin talking.

Yeah, there are bad days where it feels like the sheet of rain is slamming into me, killing me on the spot, but I'll always have Damian to be my air pressure to regulate the droplets.

Its a common thing in my fics, but don't skip class bbys, learning is essential

tag list: @musicallygt @sourishlemons @smallsoysauce @realmisspolarbear

#g/t mean girls #g/t writing #g/t related #g/t au #tiny janis #tiny regina #giant damian #g/t #gaint/tiny

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simplykpopaus · 5 years

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Boyfriend!Sejun

Requested: Yes (Could you please do a boyfriend!sejun headcanon?)

A/n: OOOF IM SO SORRY THIS IS UP SUPER LATE BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT THANKY YOU FOR REQUESTING IT!

Sejun

Where do I start

Damn this is gonna be a bit hard

You met him through

let's say Byungchan

You know that boy is friendly as hell

so outgoing

you guys were friends

why?

Uh your ex best friend dated him

You two seemed to click once you met

and his ex

didn't like that

tried to keep you two away

but he wanted to set you up with his friend

so you two were caught talking one day outside a café

by said ex

and they went off

long story short

they tried to fight with you

you were confused as to why

they grabbed the iced coffee of the person at the table near yours

and poured the drink all over you

and instantly broke up with byungchan

no questions asked

just left like that

“I’m sorry I didn't mean to break you two up”

“It’s okay, it was going to happen sooner or later”

“what do you mean”

“They're always trying to fight with me over the smallest thing”

“they're my best friend i’ll talk to them”

“I think that drink all over means your not friends anymore”

“oh, yeah you're probably right”

“See I feel bad now, You got a drinker spilled all over you because I want to set you up with my friend”

“It’s okay! I’ll just go home and change!”

“No, my dorm is closer, I can let you borrow something”

you walked to his dorm

which he wasn't lying

it was close

as he opened the door he started apologizing again

“Im sorry Lina, was out of line”

“Woah what happened”

you heard someone say

as soon as you walked through the door

and thats how you ended up meeting Sejun for the first time

and the rest of the members

covered in coffee

“did he do something crazy that ended with you being drenched in coffee” said the baby looking one

“Oh no, Lina did this”

they all looked at you for a second

“You know Lina?” they all asked in unison

“Yeah she was y/n’s best friend”

said Byungchan as he came back with a shirt and some shorts to change into

Handing them to you

“the bathroom is over there, oh wait let me get you some towels so you can at least wash the coffee off”

once you were done

you were introduced properly to all of them

you all stayed in the rest of the day

ordered some pizza

and chicken

and just watched movies

on your way home

Seungwoo being a protective dad he is said

“I don't feel comfortable you walking home alone at this hour”

“It’s okay ill be fine” you replied

“No, no I can walk you home”

said byungchan

nodding your head you said bye to them and walked out the door

“Sejun go with them”

Sejun surprised to hear his name looked plate

mouth full eyes wide

he looked at Seungwoo for a second

swallowed his food and nodded his head

standing up he ran to catch up with you two

“Hey wait!”

Stopping you both turned back to look at him

“Oh you're coming too?”

“Yeah Seungwoo said to come with you, doesn't want you walking back by yourself”

“I bet that wasn't what he said”

“It was, his exact words were ‘I don’t want byungchan getting hurt on his way back go with them’ and so here I am to protect you both now”

“I don't believe you”

“believe it or not, I’m here now”

you just stayed quiet as they bickered over this

and it didnt stop

all they way to your place

the would go back and forth

you started laughing at the insults they would say to each other

once you got to your building you said bye to both of them

they each gave you a hug and waited for you to go inside

later that night you got a call from Byungchan

‘I think he likes you’

‘who?’

‘well, Sejun duh’

‘is that the one you wanted to set me up with?’

‘oh no! i forgot i wanted to set you up with Seungsik! Oh well because Sejun was trying to find out things about you on the way back to the dorms’

‘aaah okay, well I mean he is cute’

‘SEE Y/N THINKS YOUR CUTE’

‘BYUNGCHAN DO YOU HAVE ME ON SPEAKER’

‘YES HE DOES’

‘OH WAS THAT SUBIN, HIIII’

‘HI Y/N! DONT WORRY SEJUN ISNT IN THE ROOM HE COULDNT HEAR THAT’

‘but i did hear it when byungchan yelled it out’

‘oh well thats my cue to hang up now, BYE’

‘wait don-’

you immediately recovered a message from byungchan

‘i gave him your number, except a call, or text! NIGHT!’

You did get a text that night

you talked for a bit before saying goodnight

now for the actual good stuff

he's the sweetest

also a jokester

you plan to meet somewhere

and he will get there ahead of time

hide somewhere and wait for you to show up

he’d let you wait a couple minutes

coming up behind you

and scaring the living hell out of you

laughing for a bit before just holding you

“I’ll buy you ice scream come on i’m sorry”

you’re get so used to it

knowing what he has planned

so you start pretending to get scared

just to get some ice scream

lots of movie dates

loves to cuddle

like a lot

A LOT

everywhere

floor

couch

chair

bed

just likes having you in his arms

loving the way you smell

also loving the fact that you start smelling like him

after being in his arms for so long

loves to buy you chocolate

and then eat more than half of it himself

would stare at you

for long periods of time

you could just be watching tv

he would be watching you

you’re cooking

he’s watching you

sometimes tries to help

but you just make him sit again

likes to come up behind you and hug you

“Im trying to cook go back”

“but i want to hold you”

“we cuddled for like four hours already go sit”

he’d let go and back away

or so you thought

he waited until you had stepped away from the stove

nothing in your hands

would turn you around

and plant a sweet kiss on your lips

pulling away he would smile at you

“i’ll let you finish cooking now”

would go back to his seat

and just watch your shocked expression

“you don't want the food to burn, right?”

you would agree and go back to cooking

loves to take pictures of you

without you knowing

from all the watching he did

he knew how to tell when you were sad or mad

when you were sad

he would grab some ice scream

some blankets

put on your favorite movie

and hold you in his arms

when you were mad

if he knew you weren't mad at him

he'd sit next to you and ask what got you mad

but if you were mad at him

he would let you have your space

and go sit somewhere else

before he returned to you with an apology

or you went to him first

none the less

you were loved by him and the members

they loved having you around

“you make him happy, y/n he's always talking about you”

#victon #victon scenarios #victon reactions #victon imagines #victon blurb #victon sejun #sejun scenarion #sejun reactions #sejun imagines #boyfriend!au #boyfriend!sejun

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