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#it's not like in an interview where he can be sweet and cute and charming
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Thenamesh Actor AU: a thirst trap for us and Thena 👀
There is an event for actors for a special award and both of them are there. Gil arriving after Thena and he unintentionally (*cough* mhm *cough*) has a very nice suit on but a very tight suit shirt, emphasizes his nice body and muscles.
Rest is up to you 👀❤️
"Thena! Thena, look this way! Thena!"
Thena resisted her every urge to roll her eyes as she walked the red carpet at a snail's pace. This was what awards season took, though--lots of press, lots of red carpets, lots of long nights clapping and smiling.
At least Gil was with her, this time.
It had been a packed year for both of them and their schedules, but their latest work, with all of its stunts and refusal to rely on editing, was up for a few different accolades. And of course, the leads were there to be the face of the project.
Thena took another few steps, the skirt of her dress moving with her. Its billowing sheer overlay gave it a windswept - almost tattered - look as she moved, befitting of her action-heavy performance.
Gilgamesh was apparently running a little late, stuck in a separate car from hers, arriving with Kingo and a few of the producers.
Thena had been waiting for him the entire evening thus far. Although, at least she didn't have to make conversation with Eros tonight. He was here, but he wasn't on this film with them, which meant that she wasn't technically obliged to talk to him directly.
"Gilgamesh!"
Thena looked over, her hair fanning out around her in a display that made it a little too obvious for her tastes that she was looking for him. But she could spot him easily, even the distance from her that he was. He walked casually, with one hand in his pocket as he waved to the audience for their little catwalk.
He looked...good.
Kingo was walking in with him, soaking up the attention and camera flashes and screams happily. He was dressed in a fine, purple silk number himself, as stylish as always. He was answering a few questions, certainly about himself and how he had recently become the stylist for Gil after being Thena's stylist for years already.
Gil was in a black suit, which was nothing out of the ordinary. But rather than a suit shirt underneath it seemed to just be a white linen shirt. Or maybe it wasn't linen, but it was so tight and so thin, and showed so much of him. Was he wearing tissue paper?!
Thena could only stare as he made his way over to her. They had been dressed to match each other, as Kingo had started doing at every opportunity. It was good for branding, he claimed, both in his own field and career and for the films they were headlining. She was trying to seem like she wasn't checking him out explicitly.
Thena cleared her throat, putting on a smile as Gil and Kingo finally arrived at her side. She received Gil beside her, both of them posing for pictures passively while they spoke. She looked at Kingo. "This isn't the met gala; feeling risque?"
Kingo shrugged from just outside the frame of their shot, though. "Hey, it's like, breaking down gender stuff. How many times have we seen women dressed in shit so sheer that it's basically like a body stocking?"
Thena sighed, accepting the answer because there was nothing to do about it now. She looked at Gil, whose arm she was holding onto picturesquely. "Are you comfortable?"
"A little chillier than I thought I'd be," he whispered, making her laugh faintly in his ear. He pulled her a little closer to his side, "but it's not so bad. A little tight, I guess."
Yes, that was one hell of an understatement. Thena's eyes travelled over Gil, able to see so much more now that he was so much closer. She could see the shape of his pectoral muscles and the way the shirt caressed them. He either was still shaved from re-shoots or had shaved his chest in preparation for this particular outfit. She could see the bump of his highest abs that made his 'barrel chested' look so impactful.
Kingo snuck in behind them, arranging Thena's dress behind her more properly. He stood, brushing his hand against her shoulder, "unless you want the headlines to be about you thirsting over your co-star tomorrow, put your eyes back in your head, T."
Thena kicked backwards, nailing Kingo in the shin under the guise of kicking out the train of her dress for effect.
"You look good," she settled on saying, physically moving Gil's hand away from pulling at himself self-consciously and to her hip instead.
"Hey, speak for yourself," he grinned at her, letting his eyes do a quick up-and-down over her. "You look gorgeous. But you already knew that."
"Oh, did I?"
"How could you not?" he raised a cool (flirty) eyebrow at her. He eyed the exposed shoulder of hers, her hair having been curled and twisted over the other one. "Kingo do that on purpose?"
Thena sighed, immediately knowing what he was talking about. "He said that this way he would know right away if I was playing with it."
"We all have our habits," Gil said easily, even sparing her from calling it a nervous habit. He leaned his head down to leave a light peck on the freckle over her clavicle, "nothing to be nervous about."
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reverie-starlight · 3 months
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I miss knb and I wanted to write something for aomine :’) I’ve never written for him and it’s been a while since I’ve watched the show, so forgive me if you feel that his characterization is a bit off. hello from late january cause that’s when I’m queuing this 👋🏻
gn!reader, no physical descriptions. lots and lots and lots of fluffy pet names bc that’s the focus of the drabble. he calls you shnookums once just to annoy you bc he’s a little shit. that’s a warning in itself tbh. mentions of alcohol/drunk character. characters written as adults, not high schoolers.
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aomine has specific nicknames for you depending on the situation you find yourselves in.
he reserves “babe” or some shortened variation of your name for when you’re in public.
it’s quick, it’s casual, and it doesn’t get him a lecture on why it’s not funny to very loudly address you as “shnookums” when you get separated at the grocery store.
(though in his defence, he thought it worked wonders. you were back at his side within seconds after straying too far on accident with a half embarrassed, half pissed off look on your face. he thought it was hilarious.)
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he calls you “baby” when he greets you after a long day at work. when he’s picking you up from your classes. normally only in your presence, because he doesn’t need the teasing remarks about how soft he’s become from his teammates.
not that he really cares at the end of the day- he’ll call you what he wants to call you (provided you also like it, of course) but there’s something less casual about it that makes him want to keep it just for you.
that “something” being the time you got drunk and offhandedly mentioned loving the way it sounds in his voice. he now gets to enjoy the small, barely noticeable uptick of your lips whenever he opts for it. no one else gets to see that.
he’ll help you with your coat and press a kiss to your hairline, murmuring a soft “hey baby, missed you today”.
it’s probably the most common of the names he uses on you out of all the available options.
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he saves the saccharine pet names for when he knows you’re not feeling your best. whether you’re mentally drained, physically exhausted or sick to any degree, there’s never not a time when hearing him be sickeningly sweet with you doesn’t ease the pain.
“need anything else, sweetheart?”
“how are you feeling, gorgeous?”
“yeah, we can cuddle, doll, c’mere.”
these are also the times he plays up the compliments (more than usual).
“even when you’re sick, you’re still the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. don’t let it get to your head, though. or do- I know how to deal with that just fine, too.”
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he doesn’t have one set nickname for you when you visit him at practice, but when you watch him play in an official game?
as long as you’ve known him, he’s never believed in luck- he got himself to where he is with his skills, luck had nothing to do with it.
so it surprises you the first time he refers to you as his good luck charm. it’s not said in some grand gesture, not brought up in those fluff promotional interviews when reporters ask him if he has one.
it’s whispered quietly into your ear before he jogs onto the court.
a murmured thank you against your lips as soon as he’s running off again, high on a win, straight to you.
you ask him about it one day and he just shrugs. “everything is different now. I play better when I know you’re watching, it’s energizing in a way I’ve never felt before. you’re right, I still don’t believe in luck, but somehow I was able to find you. and I don’t know if I would call that luck, either, but until I find a better way to explain it you’re just gonna have to put up with that title a bit longer.”
so you do, without complaints, because it’s cute trying to watch him convey his feelings honestly and still in a very aomine way.
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your absolute favourite nickname that he’s given you, though? angel.
you’re his angel.
the title is first appointed when you pick him up one night from a bar after celebrating with his team. his usually brooding expression visibly lights up when he sees you and he makes his way over. it’s been a while since he’s been this drunk, so it makes you laugh when he stumbles over and throws an arm around your shoulders.
“what a sweetheart, you really came to pick me up?”
you scoff and try to get him into the car, waving at his teammates who were staying with him until you got there. “what, baby, you thought I wouldn’t?”
he shrugs with an absentminded grin. “it’s just nice to have a… battle angel or whatever that term is. I dunno what it is.”
you can’t help but laugh. “you mean a guardian angel?”
“same thing, you knew what I meant!” his words are slurred and he’s now leaning his entire body weight against you.
“oh you are so wasted, daiki, let’s get you home.”
and it’s whispered again at home as he’s falling asleep, “my angel… thank you for taking care of me tonight.”
your heart squeezes.
now it’s reserved for only the most intimate of moments with him- he doesn’t want to overuse the name and risk it losing its meaning.
because it does hold a deeper, unspoken meaning between the two of you.
after a long time apart because of his away games? after he wins an important match? loses a match and he’s thankful you’re there with him? you get a promotion at work? you pass a difficult class with flying colours? all situations where he’d call you angel.
he has a full arsenal of names for you, clearly, and you love every single one of them.
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this feels a bit messy. even after editing, I feel like the quality went down a bit, so we’ll see if I end up posting it. but I love him a lot and I’ve been rewatching knb, so I needed to do something for him to keep the brainrot at bay.
tagging: @dira333
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pedrisbanana · 1 year
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hi can i please request a smut where some opponent calls gavi a kid or something or insults him so gavi fucks the players wife/gf as payback 😳
Pablo and his andalusian charms...
Enjoy 🍌
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Garden Gnome
"Fucking child, go back to La Masia and learn the rules. Little garden gnome." Your boyfriend was screaming at Pablo Gavi. Some portuguese swear words followed. 
The referee was coming their way, but the two got themselves together before he decided to pull a card on them. Gavi was discussing with the neutral, but he waved him off until Pedri was pulling at the attackers sleeve. 
Just a few seconds later the two opponents got at each other again. The Athlético striker pushed Gavi purposely during a corner kick. The short footballer was raging. 
Your lips reading skills in Spanish, combined with the loud whistles coming from the crowd, weren't the best, but you were sure his words weren't nice. You couldn't even be mad. João could be very intense, especially when provoked.
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You congratulated your boyfriend with a sensual kiss in the locker room of the guest team. He told you to wait for him as he was called for an interview. The locker room was nearly empty as all the players left for the bus , so you started to pack João's stuff into his small Goyard beauty bag. 
"I can't believe Félix has got his fangirls stalking him up into the locker rooms." A light voice startled you. 
Dropping João's beauty bag onto the bench, you turned around. Pablo Gavira was walking towards you. 
"I'll have you know that I am João's girlfriend." you said, putting your hands on your hips. 
"Ah yes. My bad, I should have recognized your ass from his instagram." he teased, leaning against the table across from you. 
"Who's stalking who now, hm ?" you cocked an eyebrow.
The chuckle he let out was spiteful. "I'm looking for Félix because I want to clear out some things that happened on the pitch."
Gavi started playing with a bracelet on his wrist. The pearls were blue, red and gold. Probably self made and gifted to him by a fan. Cute.
"Well Gavi-" 
He interrupted you. "Pablo." 
"Pablo, João can be very rude when provoked, but to be honest, you aren't exactly tall." 
Yes. Pablo was only 5'7, but you still only reached his shoulders and his height didn't change the fact that he was insanely attractive. His clothes complemented his athletic but slim built. The oversized sweater making his shoulders look broad. 
The kiss came unexpected. His plush lips claimed yours as he trapped you against the locker with his body. Gavi's hands caught your hips. 
His tongue played with yours and you moaned into his mouth, making him grind his hips into yours. You felt him swollen against the baggy denim of his jeans. 
You were out of breath when the andalusian broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against yours. Your hands fisted the soft cotton of his fabric covered forearms for support. Knees feeling like jelly, you tried to clear your mind. 
Gavi smelled like a fresh shower and male. In a situation like this it was the most intoxicating smell, making you forget that you were João's girlfriend. 
He buried his face into your neck, kissing and nibbling on the sensitive skin. If he could feel your heartbeat on his lips, he would now that you were close to ventricular fluttering. His hands traveled down to hike your skirt up.
Your panties were soaked. It embarrassed you to be turned on by someone else than your boyfriend, but something about him made you mindless enough to let Gavi continue. 
He pushed the thin scrap of lace down your thighs until it pooled at your feet. You were exposed to him now. His voice was like honey in your ear. 
"You're so wet cariño. All for me, hm ?" Gavi's fingers spread the wetness from between your folds over your clit, making you clench. His touch was rough. Nothing about this was sweet. Your head fell back against the cold metal of the locker.
You whined when he let go of you. 
He walked back to the table and patted the surface. "C'mere mi amor. I want to fuck you like the whore you are." 
A pink tint adored your cheeks as you stepped out of your panties and walked over to him. He embraced you from behind, one of his hands pressing against your back, right were João's name was printed, so you laid flat on the table. 
You're heard him unzip his jeans and anticipated his touch. 
"Pablo." you moaned as he entered you. 
The stretch of him send delicious shivers down your spine and you moved your hips against him.  His hips snapped against your backside in a fast pace. 
Gavi put all his pent up frustration towards Joao into fucking you. 
"Your pussy is so tight hermosa, holding me in a vice grip." he groaned. 
The wet sounds of his dick slipping in and out of you mixed with your moans, hollowing through the room. 
His other hand moved to his mouth, wetting the fingertips, before he found your clit. Rubbing in figure eights you started to grind against his hips. The feeling of Gavi balls deep inside of you brought you closer to your orgasm. 
"You're such a slut, letting another footballer fuck you in your boyfriends jersey." The hand on your back moved to grab your ponytail, pulling. 
You arched into him as he leaned over you. His lips found your neck again, sucking. He wanted to leave marks. 
"Pablo, harder please. I need to come." you whimpered, almost screaming. 
"You need to be quiet, hermosa." He pushed two of his fingers in your mouth to shut you up. 
You started sucking on them, teasing with your tongue. Pushing them deeper, saliva dripped from the corners of your mouth. Your clit was pulsing and you were sure you were coming every second now.
Gavi's lips pecked their way to your flushed cheek. Pressing a chaste kiss to it.
"Cheaters don't get to orgasm, mi amor." He chuckled and with a few hard thrusts, released himself inside of you. 
His cum filled you up, but his fingers left your sweet spot, denying your own release. 
You turned to face him after he pulled out. You didn't know what to say, words stuck in your throat. 
"Clean me up." he smirked and stroked his cock in his hand, lubricated by your juices. 
You sunk to your knees and looked up again. 
"What ? Are you being shy now ? Don't give me the innocent act when you've got my cum squirting out of your pussy." Gavi grabbed your ponytail and pushed your face towards his cock. 
You slowly took the tip between your lips, when the door burst open. 
"Anjo, I'm sorry, they wanted me to-" The portuguese accent of your boyfriend made you freeze.
Gavi smirked, pulling his cock from your mouth, tucking himself away. He bent down to straighten your ponytail and wipe his sperm from your lips with his thumb. Flicking your nose, he smiled at you. 
He walked towards a startled João stopping beside him. 
"I just wanted a last review of my performance before going back to La Masia and looks like your girl has got a different impression."
A/N: Just a little smut for my comeback...
Leave me some feedback loves 💕
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harmshake · 3 months
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Sweetest Thing
While on a date with your boyfriend, Dirty Dom shows you just how sweet he can be.
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Dominik Mysterio x Fem Reader | Fluffy fluff fluff but slight NSFW language | 1,276 words
a/n: Thank you for this request, @jazzbugsworld! Hope you like it. 😘
Happy reading! Read my other Dom stories here, if you'd like. ✨
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Watching that drink splash all over Aalyah at ringside like Dom couldn't care less about his own sister was one of the craziest things you'd seen him do. The craziest was when he broke into his father's home to attack him and try to injure his already injured leg.
Yet that was his job. He got paid to act like the cruelest man to anyone who dared question his actions. And he was damn good at it.
What made it all crazier was how he could hold your hand on his lap as he sat next to you in the backseat of the Uber, his thumb softly stroking along yours as he leaned over to rest his head on your shoulder. The city lights beyond the window twinkled in the night as your driver took you and your boyfriend to your favorite restaurant, a delicious tapas bar where you couldn't wait to sink your teeth into some yummy croquetas de jamón and sip a refreshing Rebujito.
You were hungry after the long day you both had, accompanying Dom to a meet and greet and interview that lasted well after the host asked him his final question because they kept chatting about football and laughing about everything else under the sun as your boyfriend was amicable and charming with everyone. 
So charming that when he saw you from the corner of his eye at the back of the set waiting for him to wrap it up, he shot you a cute wink and smile before heading your way, slipping his arms around your waist, and telling you he'd make it up to you with an impromptu date night tonight.
That's when he told you to wear something you felt pretty in so he could show you off. Your grin grew all goofy as your cheeks blushed when he walked into the bedroom of the hotel you shared and told you how pretty you were in your pretty, pink, retro a-line dress and nude, ankle strap stilettos. Admittedly, you didn't wear heels very often as they tended to hurt your feet, but the way Dom's dark brown eyes studied you with an adorable smile made you feel good all over.
"Whoa. You look like a princesa, mami," he said as he twirled you around with his hand in yours before pulling you to him and landing a kiss on your lips.
His chin nuzzled your neck now as he planted a kiss there, too, and then your cheek as the driver lulled the car to a stop in front of the restaurant. And another to your lips again as you sat side by side in the booth, the low lighting glowing on his and your skin, and in your eyes as you gazed at him.
"You know you don't have to always pay. I do make my own money," you reminded him when the waiter brought the check and he swiped it before you could reach for it. Dom sucked his teeth with a smirk and you giggled as he pulled his wallet out from the back pocket of his black slacks.
"You think I'm lettin' my girl pay for anything when we're out? Think again," he replied and patted his hands on his chest in his blazer. "I gotchu, mami. Always."
You didn't want the night to end after dinner and neither did your boyfriend who took your suggestion that you two go for a little stroll to a nearby park. His hand found yours again as you left the tapas bar, feeling nice and light on your feet from your Rebujito and Dom sweet-talking you with his soft lips next to your ear, reminding you why you were head over heels for him.
The park was about a ten-minute walk yet by minute five your feet did what you feared they would in four-inch heels, throbbing with each step you took on the sidewalk beneath them.
"Ugh, I forgot how much I hate heels. It's what I get trying to be cute for you," you mumbled with a teasing smile as you halted and hunched over to yank off your shoes, the immediate relief making you sigh.
"No you are not gonna walk barefoot," Dom laughed as you tried to carry on with your stroll, tugging you back to him by your hips. You watched him then remove his shoes, a sleek pair of black leather loafers, that he handed to you as he grabbed your heels dangling from your wrist by the straps. "Wear these at least, baby. Pretty sure walkin' on this hard-ass sidewalk isn't gonna make your feet hurt less."
You took them, looking down at his long feet in black socks and then at his loafers with a chuckle jumping out of you. "So you want me to flop around in these? They'll be like clown shoes on me, babe," you said and made him chuckle, too. "My feet aren't that big...unless that's what you're trying to say."
"You know it's not...but if you won't wear 'em, let's try this." Dom handed you back your heels before he filled his hands with you, one hooked behind your knees and the other around your shoulders, swiftly sweeping you off your feet. You let out a little, surprised squeal as he held you to his chest and carried you. You tried to tell him to let you down with a few wriggles and giggles, but he shushed you with one kiss on your forehead before he grinned and declared, "You're my baby so I don't mind holdin' you like one."
The city lights dwindled the closer you got to the park, the stars in the sky lighting the rest of the way as Dom found a bench to carefully sit you down on before he joined you. His arm slid around you to hold you to him again as your head fell to his chest, your eyes following the glistening ripples in the dark, glittering lake in front of you. The night was so quiet and calm that you could hear those ripples gently purling at the dewy, grassy shore.
You could also hear your boyfriend's heartbeat softly pounding and his hushed breath when he hummed your name. "Yes, baby?" you hummed back with your hand finding his on his lap once more to hold.
"You don't think I do too much sometimes, do you?" His baritone voice was filled with a sudden shyness that made you glance up at him. He met your eyes and you were shocked to see his cheeks a little red. "Like, do you get annoyed when I do things for you? I know you got your own shit, but I don't know...I like to try and spoil you."
The past year you met and been with Dom was one of the happiest years of your life because of how he took care of you. While it was an adjustment as you had always taken care of yourself just fine, your boyfriend's love and kindness were something you never wanted to take for granted.
"You aren't trying to spoil me. You do." You squeezed his hand in yours and used your other to brush the backs of your fingers along his cheek which was still warm and touched with pink. "You are the sweetest thing, baby. You are everything to me."
Dom's cheeks then spread with the sweetest smile that had you smiling back almost instantly, had you feeling crazy about him all over again, especially when he let you know he was just as crazy about you as he said, "You're my sweet thing...you're my everything, mi amor."
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kenposting · 10 months
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New Guy
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Summary: Short & sweet; Ken is the new guy at your work - somewhere he keeps calling the ‘real world’. You don’t get that, but what’s new, he never really makes any sense. 
WC: 2.2k
AN: (Insert crying emoji) thank you for all the kind comments on the last Ken brainrot story I wrote omg!!! I just like him... did nawt expect all that. A small part of this was very loosely inspired after reading a blurb by @ideas-live-forever where Ken doesn’t like a latte. Its very cute and you can read it here!
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You wished you had words to describe him, really. I mean, how many times could you redirect the conversation away from the two of you? Your friends, roomates, classmates, even your family – they all picked up on your recent busy schedule. You were seeing someone, and that someone came off as incredibly alluring and mysterious to them after your hesitance in explaining. 
Ken was not alluring, let alone mysterious. Bless his heart, he was a bit dense actually. You didn’t want to tell people about him - not out of embarrassment, but out of protection for him. This world was a lot different from the one he claimed to be from… another piece of him you didn’t quite understand. You chalked it up to at best a joke or some weird pick up line (him saying he was from “out of this world”) and at worst an actual delusion, but you didn’t mind it. You found it kind of charming. 
You still remember when you first heard about him. There was a new guy at work and your coworkers were laughing about some of the answers he gave on his job interview. You felt a little bad, knowing his answers should’ve been kept confidential, but you couldn’t help but laugh when you overheard them. 
“No, yeah he literally said his last job was ‘beach’. Not lifeguard, not pool attendant, not national park ranger, not even the beach, just beach.” 
You laughed a little to yourself, finishing wiping down one of the tables. You had a morning shift today, like most days, but you wouldn't be open for a little while. You had time to listen. 
“I don’t know, man. At least he can wash a mean dish.” 
They weren’t laughing with him, but rather at him. It did make you a bit sad. He sounded hilarious, honestly. It was probably just a bit that he took too seriously. After all, a job interview isn’t always the best place to joke around like that. 
A metallic ding rang through the restaurant as the door swung open. You looked up to be met with quite the character. He was tall, probably around 6’3” or 6’4”, and tan. Must've been all that time at beach. His stature was broad and his shoulders barely fit through the doorframe. He was dressed in the same uniform you were, except his yellow diner ringer tee was tucked in to a pair of light blue cuffed jeans, paired with white tennis sneakers and white crew socks. He was blonde, clearly by choice, not birth, and he stood with a clean dishtowel draped over his left shoulder. He looked like he just stepped out of an 80’s back-to-school Target ad. 
“Morning, Ken.” 
“Morning! Thank you for the opportunity to work here! So cool…” 
You smiled to yourself, grabbing menus to set out on each table. He looked just as odd as he everyone made him out to be. 
Prep duty was your given task for this morning. Since you typically worked an opening shift before school, you only had to wait tables until 2pm. Doors didn’t open until 9am, so that left you three hours to cut vegetables and fruit while you supervised the new guy. 
“Hey, my office please.” 
Your boss beckoned you, explaining what Ken’s tasks were so you could keep an eye on him. 
“He’ll probably keep to himself, honestly. He seems nervous, but he’s glad to work here. I don’t really… get him.” 
“What do you mean, sir?” 
You boss sighed and shook his head, searching for a way to explain everything. 
“When I asked him about previous employment he just said he worked at ‘beach’ and that he was 'very good at it'. His references were all listed under the name name… his name. Ken. I kept asking if he was, like, a lifeguard or something and why everyone he’s worked for was also named Ken. He just kept repeating, ‘no, sir, just beach,’ and ‘I’m not sure I understand, sir, is your name not Ken too?’ like that made any sense.” 
Air quotes punctuated the absurdity of the whole thing. 
You bit the inside of your lip, stifling a laugh. This guy was wither a genius or actually insane. 
“Anyways…” he trailed off. “He didn’t have much more to say about work, but he said he was in town to study – of course, without any documentation. I guess you don’t need a diploma to wash dishes.” 
Ken did keep to himself mostly, but you could tell he took his job incredibly seriously. His brows furrowed while washing the plates from last night’s dinner rush. He wanted to be good at this, you could tell. You wondered if he took beach the same way, like his life depended on it. 
The day went by quickly. All the girls – and Ken – got off at the same time, switching aprons as the evening crew trickled in. 
“Wanna come to the bar with us tonight? It’s half-price on Tuesdays!” 
You smiled at the offer, but respectfully declined. 
“I’ve got homework, but maybe next time!” 
They sighed, saying you were no fun, waving to you as they all left together. You stayed behind to count and divide the tips. So did Ken, for some reason. 
“You can go home whenever you’re ready, Ken. Good job today.” 
You pretended not to notice his ears perk at your compliment. He was blushing, like… actually blushing. 
“Oh, thank you.” 
He sounded surprised, like he hadn’t ever been told he did well before. 
“What are you doing now?” 
You looked up at him. He was actually quite handsome up close. You both had your backs turned to each other most of the day so you didn’t get a chance to notice. 
His eagerness to learn was also attractive. He wasn’t handsy or gross or trying to hit on you like some of the previous employees you’ve worked with. He was kind and appeared genuine. 
“I’m counting the tip jar from this morning so I can divide the tips between all the morning waitresses. Each of them get their own tips on the bills or in cash, but the ones in the jar are kind of random, so we split all of those. We count morning separately so whatever the evening crew makes can be divided amongst themselves, in case they were busier or slower than us. Its fair that way. You get some too.” 
He looked like you just told him his childhood home caught fire. He was just bewildered at the concept. 
“I get some? But I already got paid for today, they said I’d get it on my 'check' in two weeks.” 
He did not know what a check was. You smiled to yourself, still deciding on wether he was being smart with you or if he was just inexperienced in the world. 
“Yeah, see? 20, 40, 60, 80, 100 in 20s, then 110, 120, 130, 140 in 10s. I already counted the fives – 145, 150, 155, 160, 165, 170, 175, 180, 185 there – and ones, so 186, 7, 8 ,9, 90, 91, 2, 3, 4 ,5, 6, 7, so that’s 197, divided by the staff is $32.83 each.” 
He did not get it at all. He nodded hesitantly, hoping to convince you he understood you just fine. You were explaining it like he should know this, afterall, and he felt kind of insecure that he didn’t get it. You didn’t mean to hurt his feelings and he knew that, but he was just more sensitive than most. 
“So I take it you didn’t make any tips at ‘beach’?” 
He shook his head, answering with complete seriousness. 
“No. We didn’t have money at all, actually.” 
He was always like that. It had been a couple of months now since he started with you. Every day he said something weirder than the day before. Just like today, when he asked if you were doing anything after work. You said homework, as per usual, and watched him panic, replying with, “Oh yeah... me too actually…”
“Yeah? You’re in school?” 
He nodded, another serious look on his face. He had forgotten about homework for a while now. They didn’t have homework in Barbieland. 
The thought alone of this man in a classroom was enough to have you laughing. Sure, he was smart and charming and handsome and good at his job and personable and kind and… lots of other things you didn’t want to admit, but he didn’t strike you as someone that would thrive in an academic environment. 
You took him out for drinks that afternoon. It was a small cafe that also served daydrinks, like mimosas or sangrias. It was a comfortable and safe environment, which was welcome, as today’s assignment was complicated even for you. Who knows why you took organic chemistry as your major. You hated chemistry. Everyone hated chemistry. 
You felt him watching you attentively, like he was checking if you might’ve needed anything. 
“What’s your homework on?” 
He was gentle in his approach. He liked you. 
You looked at him. He truly wanted to know, it wasn’t just small talk. 
You explained it as best at you could, truly, but he looked like he was about to cry, like it physically hurt his brain. Changing the subject, you asked what he was studying. 
“I’m majoring in Patriarchy and minoring in Horses and Beach.” 
You didn’t ask more. He was dead serious, too. He really was highlighitng and placing index notes on a book about horses. Stacked in his (pale yellow) backpack (with tiny embroidered flowers) were heavy textbooks, though, so he must've been studying something. Maybe this was part of the joke. After looking over his course catalogue to help him figure out assignment priority based on credit weights, you saw he was majoring in Gender Studies and minoring in Equine Science and Marine Biology. So yes, patriarchy, horses, and beach. 
The waitress stopped by your table and he panicked again, ordering the same thing as you. A little while later, two Espresso Martinis arrived. You sipped the drink casually, focused on your assignment. 
He didn’t mind it when you weren’t focused on him. He enjoyed your company, even in the quiet. He never felt like you were laughing at him. It was more like you found him funny, but in a nice way. He liked that about you. He liked all of you, actually. 
“Oh, wow!”
He had a sort of outburst that startled you from whatever it was you were reading. You couldn’t remember actually, the look on his face made you forget what you had just read. 
“Oh my gosh, that is terrible!!” 
He spoke in an elevated whisper, careful to not offend the workers. 
“Why does it hurt, is something wrong with it??” 
You covered your mouth to keep from laughing at him. He looked truly horrified. 
“Have you never had anything with alcohol in it before? I thought you were, like, what, 24? 25? Aren’t you in college?” 
“I don’t even have an age – wow, I’m so sorry, that is so bad.” 
He was so weird. So so weird. But you really liked that about him actually. He was sweet about everything and very kind and thoughtful, too. 
He clearly hated his drink but finished it anyway, probably out of courtesy. His face crumpled a bit every time he had to wash a dish that had a lot of food leftover. It was like he felt great sorrow for the chef – that their work wasn’t good enough for the customer, and they tried really hard, so that made him sad. 
Oddly enough, he put a $20 in the tip jar on the way out, shrugging when you asked him about it. He said sure, he didn’t like it, but that wasn’t anyone’s fault. He was grateful they ‘took good care of him’. He was just repeating what he’d heard other diner guests say when they tipped. He was so cute. 
You walked him home. He insisted on the other way around, but he was tipsy and didn’t really know what to do about it, hiccupping and catching his balance. He wasn’t frightened or anything, reassuring you he’d ‘seen this in the movies before’. You assumed he was referring to knowing what it’s like to be inebriated. Still, all this after only one drink, and a stereotypically girly one at that. 
“Thank you for walking me home and helping me with homework and letting me hang out with you today!” 
You smiled, nodding your head. 
“Sure, Ken. Do you work tomorrow?” 
He nodded excitedly, standing in a salute-like pose. 
“Sure do! I’m gonna wash the hell out of some dishes.” 
Cursing, although incredibly light for him, was something he told you he was learning to do since he was now ‘in the real world’. You didn't understand that, like most things about him, but you were excited to see him tomorrow nonetheless. 
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For more Kenpostings I’ve written, click here.
For part two, click here!
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lacedupforyou · 1 year
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Can I request yandere sae and Rin itoshi where the reader is sae's gf, but they do not share her instead they're rivals bc of that reason?
| Of course Anon! For this reader is a famous interviewer. | Feel free to send me some more requests! |
Famous Interviewer!Reader With Rin And Sae
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You, Y/n are an extremely professional and popular interviewer. You had charm in every interview, Always held that gentle but funny smile. You always got the people you talked with to open up and express their feelings. You also spent time with several outside! Wether it was a simple breakfast or a movie premiere. The public adored you and you were always trending when you hosted a new guest.
You had interviewed famous athletes of course, Just not some like these two. Their constant cold and annoyed behavior. You tried to get to know them but you decided to give them your patience and respect. Hey, they're just as human as you right? They adored that. Your cute warm smile, Your patience, Your kindness and laughter. You were warm. They were cold. They felt themselves smile slightly when you just sat with them alone and smiled. No way were they sharing? The other is not worth you the brothers believed. They were going to win you over.
Rin tried to spend more time with you. Being as greedy as he wanted, Taking you places but Sae quickly sent gifts and letters filled with affirmations. The gifts were always expensive. Expensive Bags, Clothes, Hell even sweet treats. They were pissed off at the other glaring harshly telling the other to back off and that you didn't need some second rate man. Rin arguing that the fact he shows up is what makes him best and sae rejecting the thought explaining harshly how gifts mean more and speak through any love language.
It tough to juggle the brothers and your career, And they saw that even more than you did. When you laughed and talked cheerfully with other celebrities. It pissed them off in a different way soccer ever had. The other trying to prove that they were better It was a never ending spin of arguments and trash talk.
But sae and itoshi could agree that your job was making it hard to reach their goal, And we know these two. They will do what it takes to make it where they want. So when they started to have their agents lower your views and attention it crushed your spirit. You barely had anything left of it and it kept you in bed for several days. You felt awful. What are you going to rely on now..
Soon there was banging on the door. "Go away!" You shouted tears pricking your eyes. The banging didn't end and it got violent. You covered your ears with your hands. Then one final BANG! The door fell flat in front of the intruders. You hid under the covers of your bed. Consumed by despair for your career. The men stayed at the foot of your bed staring. They looked at one another and nodded as they ripped the covers from your body. You were in shock until you saw their faces, Turning your head away. You didn't want them to see you in this defeated stance. They climbed in grabbing your in their arms and warping themselves around you in some kind of knot between the two of them. Completely sandwiched.
This was it. After they had this time they were going to make your theres. Fully.
| This felt short but I'd be happy to do a part 2 if it was requested! |
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bruciemilf · 2 years
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Hi, Lee! Your AUs have given me many brainworms so I thought I'll share my brainworms in retaliation XD
No capes actor AU
Bruce inherited his love for theater and acting from Alfred. He's usually shy, awkward and a nervous wreck (think Battinson) but once he's behind a camera, he plays his role flawlessly. He can be the confident and gentle prince charming, the suave and flirtatious rogue or the cruel and sadistic monster. It doesn't matter, as long as the camera is rolling, Bruce Wayne is in character.
An important thing to note is that Bruce Wayne is unbelievably attractive. So, you have an attractive actor playing all these hot characters, what do you do? Create thirst traps obviously!
The kids suffer for it. Bruce keeps winning 'The Hottest Man Alive' and they can't even read reviews of movies their dad is acting in because all the comments are about how sexy he is. They're scrolling through twitter and suddenly someone tweets about the veins on Bruce Wayne's arms.
STOP! Their dad is lovable, innocent and sweet. Stop corrupting him with your lust!
Bruce stopped accepting romance roles because his kids begged him to (in an attempt to stop the thirst) but it got worst! They tell him to mention them in every one of his rare interviews (he's very shy so he doesn't do much interviews) to signal that he's a dad and very unavailable and the internet loves a DILF so you can guess what happened. They can't win. No matter what they do, people keep thirsting over their dad.
The kids are suffering and Bruce? Mr 'please don't perceive me' Wayne? He straight up blocked every mention of himself on the internet so he sees none of it. He told the kids to do the same but they wanted to read about how much people love their dad (they're very proud of him) so they endure the daily psychic damage and simply suffer.
I???? THIS IS A MASTERPIECE NEVER A MISTAKE. PERIOD EXCLAMATION MARK YAS MAMA SLAY THE WHITE HOUSE DOWN
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If I may add
BECAUSE he's a highly requested actor who's almost always in the headlines, Bruce can't see his babies as much as he wants to, so all those mother henning instincts can't be bottled up.
Bruce earns himself the reputation of being the Mom Friend to his co-stars.
There's a viral video somewhere of him doing Harley's make up for her because she claims only he can do it right, and a video of him feeding Selina yoghurt, and tying Harvey's shoelaces between takes if they film a project together
Personally, a huge fan of the " actors who play assholes but are in fact the biggest sweethearts " breed, so I'm gonna need the villains being cute as fuck behind the scenes.
If they're doing an intense fight scene, Bane apologizes to Bruce continuesly because the guy insists on doing his own stunts. Bruce always giggles between being patched up and pats his arm
Damian refuses to be left at home, and there's absolutely a viral video of tiny damian wayne jumping to kick and punch at Clark's leg (who plays Gray Ghost's rival in the movie) when he " attacks" Bruce and it made everyone's day
Selina accidentally injures Bruce the MOST and there's compilations of her accidentally kicking him straight in the jaw, or punching him, or dropping stuff on him, and looking impossibly guilty about it. " I'm sorry - I'm so sorry baby" and Bruce of course always is like " It's okay :D"
Bruce's trailer is everyone's hang out spot. He does instagram lives where he talks about theory and lore and technicalities, and there's just someone or someones always there!!
Diana practising sword fighting, Harley doing tik tok dances, Pam watering the flowers he gets everywhere they go in full Mother Nightmare get up, and they're just there to see him blush and mumble at the thirsty comments
Also the batkids are jealous of every single on screen child Bruce films with, because he's so affectionate and loving with them. Jason's twitter is just him dunking on every single child co-star and he's not at all sorry about it
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iiiknowplaces · 3 months
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hi! i saw requests were open, can i request a johanna mason x flirty!reader, where johanna tries to intimidate them like the elevator scene, but reader pushes back on the flirting and johanna is flustered for once? and finnick is being his himbo self and just laughing at johanna pls? if not its all good! thank u 🫶🏼
uhm yes this is so cute??? i love johanna and finnick would absolutely laugh his ass off so i love this!! hope you like it🤍
johanna mason x reader.
you were the female tribute for district 4 in this year's quarter quell. winning three years prior, with none other than finnick odair as one of your mentors, you were set to win. smart, cunning, skilled, and absolutely gorgeous. but what more would you expect from district 4? much like finnick, you were very flirty, and it was hard to intimidate you, as to why you volunteered for annie cresta at this year's reaping. but johanna mason made it her mission to do just that, and she didn't expect for it to come back to her like a slap to the face.
currently, you were in the elevator with finnick after the tribute interviews, which were a mess in your opinion. peeta mellark dropped a baby bomb, which seemed fishy to you, but nobody else seemed to notice, katniss everdeen was wearing a wedding dress for for president snow, which got burned to a crisp, and johanna mason cursed out the entire audience. you and finnick kept it normal as always, finnick dedicating a speech for annie, which melted your heart, that girl was so sweet, and you just charmed the audience. you were quickly snapped out of your daze as the elevator dinged, the doors opened, and none other than johanna mason walked in. you were somewhat friends with her, and finnick was close with her. you just stared at her blankly, eyes scanning over her outfit, a tree? how original. she smirked back at you, turning her back towards you and struggling with her zipper on her dress. you just laughed lightly at her struggle, and with a huff, she gave in.
"care to unzip?"
"sure, can't do it yourself? how cute."
you tease lightly, unzipping it with ease and keeping a close eye on her slightly annoyed face. she had a light blush on her cheeks, which didn't go unnoticed by you or finnick. finnick chuckled quietly in the corner, he knew about johanna's crush on you, and it was all amusing to him. johanna smirked and pulled her dress down, leaving her completely nude. your eyes scanned her body, which made her face flush slightly. but she wasn't going to let up this easily.
"like what you see?"
she asked with a smirk. it caught you off guard, but you quickly recovered with a clever comeback.
"you're putting on quite a show, and i can't watch? sad, it was just getting good."
she blushed at this, huffing slightly as it annoyed her that she can't get to you, but you'd managed to get to her. finnick found it all so entertaining, his eyes glued to the ceiling (to be respectful), and giggling his ass off in the corner. she gave him a glare, as the elevator dings and the doors opened at her floor.
"do this again sometime?"
you laugh with a nod at her question, watching her walk out as the doors close again. you look over to finnick, who had a stupidly big smile plastered on his face and was staring back at you. you roll your eyes at him, as you try your best not to look embarrassed.
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What if MC in the Prisoner!AU was the boys’ attorney?
@recklesslycaffeinated au where Don convinced Reader to go into law with him, lol
Mc is a defence attorney who often defends monsters pro bono. It can be difficult for them to navigate the complex human legal system, and she’s there to help.
Sans: They got along well from the start. Sans is charming, smart, and gives off such a harmless aura. Although she got the sense some of his niceness was for show, he was still helpful and polite, and he seemed really interested in the legal processes. As his defence attorney, Mc is privy to a lot of information that not many other people get to see. She digs into his old records in preparation for his trial... and she starts to see some worrying patterns. As such, despite Sans’ persona, she wisens up to what he’s really like a lot faster than her nurse & asylum counterparts. He seems sweet, for sure, but the records she’s digging through paint a portrait of a different monster entirely.
... But she tries her hardest to treat him well, and get him a fair trial regardless. It’s not her job to be the jury. It’s her job to make sure the jury can do their job.
Initially, Sans was sweet to her in the hopes that it would bore her and convince her he’s harmless. The last thing he needed is some human lawyer discovering his past, and stopping his ‘mission’. But... then he started getting attached. Very attached. He started falling in love. Now, he’ll do anything he can to stay close to his little lawyer- and to protect their future together, he’ll do anything to prevent her from finding out just how high his EXP really is, and how deep the rabbit hole of his past goes. 
Red: Their relationship is a somewhat fraught one. He adores her and is a relentless flirt, trying to get her to be his, meanwhile she desperately tries to maintain professional boundaries, unwilling to get involved with the head of a mob. Though she first was intimidated by him, she now just considers him a big (annoyingly charming) nuisance. They met after she defended some of his underlings and successfully kept a few out of jail, without realising just who they were working for, and now anytime it’s his turn to face legal music he ignores all the expensive lawyers his brother wants him to take and goes straight to her.
She’s so cute. He loves her. He loves how she tries so hard to paint him as a half decent guy when taking press statements, he loves the way she glares at him if he starts saying dumb things in interviews. He’s got bribes running through the whole legal system at this point, from judges to juries, he just likes being able to spend time with her during trials. 
Is he committing minor, easy-to-defend crimes, just so he can hire her as his attorney and enjoy taking up her time? Perhaps. He’ll be pleadin’ the fifth on that one.
Skull: The human-eating beast we all know and love. He has very little left in his head- nobody else would take his defence, but she’ll be damned if she doesn’t do her best to help. And despite his... reputation... she decides to take his case. The gory details of it all deeply upset her, but her aim for his trial isn’t to say he didn’t do it- it’s just to successfully plead insanity and get him placed in care instead of in a prison. Sans actually helps her out a little, telling her about how monster Souls can warp after tragedies, which she hopes is grounds for arguing that Skull was under duress and didn’t act with malice or forethought. While his case goes on, he’s held in a specialised facility. She decides to start visiting him face-to-face regularly, just to get a sense of him... tell him about how his case is going. Maybe it’ll help him, if he understands he’s got someone on his side through this.
Their meetings take place with him fully tied down and masked. Animalistic or no, he’s still legally entitled to meetings with his lawyer. Unlike his prison self, this Skull hasn’t been rotting in a cell for years- he’s fresh from his murders, just as powerful, but still sharp. Still aware. Still violent. From the very beginning, he becomes more alert when she’s in the room, he leans forward when she talks. He breathes faster when she’s nearby, and he holds her gaze until she gets shivers. 
At first, she wishes he’d say something.
Then he starts talking. And she wishes he’d stayed silent.
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leejeongz · 2 years
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how enhypen act when they have a crush on you
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pairing: crush!enha x gn!reader
genre: fluff
warnings: teasing, slang
heeseung ・:,。★゚
♡ it took him a while to realise he had a crush on you tbh he just thought you intimidated him for other reasons
♡ like he knew you were attractive and that you’d most probably get on well, but he didn’t realise the actual gravity of his feelings
♡ shy heeseung !!!!
♡ the only person who can make him blush (he’d never EVER admit it though)
♡ launches his phone and kicks his feet whenever you reply to him
♡ if someone catches him he’s straight back to “:| nothing”
♡ heeseung has definitely accidentally liked one of your posts from 2014 lmfao
♡ in real life, you would never imagine that he has a crush on you. he tries his hardest to avoid you and panics when your schedules overlap because he just AH doesn’t know how to act around you
♡ he talks to all your friends but you :(( he does want to but he thinks he’ll embarrass himself in front of you
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jay ・:,。★゚
♡ FULL ❗️ of compliments
♡ sometimes they don’t land as he wishes, they’re a bit awkward and sound kinda weird when he says them out loud (but you’re still getting giddy over them because you have a crush on him too lol)
♡ no matter how long you’ve been friends, he still can’t look you in the eye
♡ but he does know how beautiful they are and isn’t afraid to tell you !!!
♡ we all know jay has no bad days, especially when it comes to his looks, but he tries extra hard on days when he knows that he’ll see you, spending hours on his hair and outfit, that’s how his friends know that he really likes you.
♡ okay so out of everyone, against all odds, i think he would be the most successful when it comes to flirting
♡ as i said he’s full of compliments but he’s also very good at making it known what his intentions are
♡ so you’d never be left feeling like you don’t know where you stand, it’s pretty clear that he has a crush on you
jake ・:,。★゚
♡ jake is the type of guy to look out for those he’s interested in, even if you don’t even know each other
♡ he keeps his eye on you, probably from afar, and uses it to work his way into your life
♡ idk if jake can acc drive but he would still find a way to make your journey to school/work easier
♡ jake is 100% that one guy who waits to message you on your birthday just to start a conversation and it works lol of course it does
♡ i don’t doubt that you’re hilarious ofc, but jake thinks you’re the funniest person on the planet,,, no one has ever made him laugh as much as you do.
♡ he tries to show off in front of you tbh
♡ and sometimes it’s like kinda cringe for other people to watch but he’s charmed you so you don’t seem to find it cringe at all :)
sunghoon ・:,。★゚
♡ despite his cold exterior, you always find him being nice to you
♡ the wanna be tsundere that just doesn’t have it in him to ever ignore you
♡ he texts you back really quickly and tries to help you with stuff even if he has no idea
♡ whenever you catch him looking at you, he turns away real quickly and smiles to himself… very cute
♡ there’s definitely going to be a rumour about you two dating before he's even confessed to you since he acts so differently around you than anyone else
♡ his feelings are like burning a hole in his heart that’s how strong they are, but he still doesn’t do anything about it because he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable 😭 bless him
sunoo ・:,。★゚
♡ you very quickly find yourself within his friendship circle, and, although you’re not very close with sunoo, he’s always super affectionate with you and smiling at you
♡ a gift giver. even if it’s just a small thing like a pen because you forgot to bring one that day. he picks out the prettiest pen in his pencil case and gives it to you with the most genuine sweet smile
♡ whether you’re at school or working, he tries his hardest to clear his schedule on important days for you (sports events, interviews, presentations, etc).
♡ so basically, he’s your number one supporter and he WILL be your best friend whether you like it or not before he even considers confessing his feelings
jungwon ・:,。★゚
♡ without realising it’s kind of… weird he copies stuff you do and buys similar items
♡ like say you have a blue cloud charm on your backpack, he’ll get a pink cloud charm to match lol
♡ denies that he has a crush on you but 🤨
♡ he’s adamant he will spend time around you even if it means sacrificing his own plans. he grabs lunch at your favourite cafe in hopes of seeing you instead of sticking with his friends
♡ saying that tho, i think jungwon would be least likely to change himself around you
♡ he always acts like himself around you, if you don’t like him for that then that’s on you 🤷🏻‍♀️
♡ but who doesn’t have a crush on jungwon lol ANW
♡ one time he asked you if you wanted a hug when he noticed you looking stressed and now physical affection is normal between you two, like the next step would be kissing lmfao
niki ・:,。★゚
♡ the first to tell his friends, the second he’s sees you he hits the group chat and tells them he’s gonna talk to you and make you his
♡ he thinks he’s so confident and smooth but he’s stuttering on EVERY WORD
♡ he’s most definitely a teaser, you’ll come away from every conversation thinking he dislikes you but that’s so far from the truth
♡ behind your back, he’s your number 1 defender, to the point where no one even dares say anything bad about you because they are too scared of niki lmfao
♡ he loves sitting next to you and poking you or nudging you (especially when you’re concentrating)
♡ AND THEN asking if you wanna get up and dance ??? even though you're in public or smth lmfao
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simplyclary · 13 days
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To Each Their Own Charm and Beauty
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The idea for this entry stemmed from an magazine interview with Nick that I read earlier today and I knew I just had to write something about it (Twitter/X does not have enough space so I turn here),
To provide context, Nick was asked regarding the feeling of being handsome and having studios wanting him as the lead because of his handsome face, to which he brushed off and said this quote instead:
"Look, I can speak about this 'cause Taylor's a close friend of mine, but Taylor is like an Adonis. It was difficult in some aspects, being so closely compared to him".
While I do appreciate his honesty, I want to agree with him that Taylor is like an actual Greek God. Like you have seen Taylor's physique, right?? That man is cut like a sculpture.
Anyway, let's get back to the main point before I get carried away...
I honestly wanted to tell Nick through the screen that he is also handsome and charming and fit. Like if Taylor is Adonis, Nick is Apollo. They both have their individual charms and they are both loved for it.
To me, they are both charismatic and swoon-worthy gentlemen. Taylor has the gorgeous Latino charm and generally exudes alpha energy. Nick, on the other hand, has this British innocence and shyness to him. I do love both of them and they make me swoon in their own ways.
I can totally understand though where Nick is coming from when he said that statement, because at this point, Taylor is considered as one of the most handsome men of the decade. However, Nick is also handsome in his own cute British way. It also makes sense to me that his being British is why he shrugs off compliments about his physicality and looks, which is humbling in a way.
To be fair though, Taylor also blushes and gets flusters at compliments, especially about those gorgeous eyelashes of his that the world is jealous of. So they are both humble gentlemen that deserves to be loved, supported and protected.
Some other things that I love about both Taylor and Nick includes the facts that they are both so sweet and kind, so approachable, and they are not afraid to be vulnerable and honest.
Bottomline is that Taylor and Nick each have their own individual charms, Of course, it's normal to compare them to one another considering they're currently heartthrobs with lots of fans (including me) who goes feral over them every time they have an appearance. To me, what matters is both the outside and inside personality. They check the box on both of those, so that's a win in my eyes.
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masnmountz · 1 year
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Hi can u do a gavi fic with actress!reader where she confesses in an interview that she had a crush on him and he dms her ... <3
one last question - pablo gavi
SUMMARY - while promoting your new movie you are invited to an interview in which the interviewer asks if you have eyes for anyone…
PAIRING - pablo gavi x fem!reader
SONG INSPO - n/a
WARNINGS - none
WORD COUNT - 600+
NOTE - hi! thank you so much for your submission! i thought it was so cute and i loved writing this!
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you had been flown out to spain to promote your new movie. this movie was your "big break" and your co star was none other than the anya taylor-joy. the two of you had gotten really close, and she had become like a sister to you.
it was your first time doing over seas promotions for a project, so you were very nervous. it's not like you hadn't done an interview before, but something about doing one in a different country made you anxious. it felt so real, whereas before it was more calm. it's just a reminder of the big step your career was taking.
the morning of the interview came, and you were feeling more anxious than ever. you got dressed into black linen wide leg pants, and a white silk blouse. it was simple, but put together. you then put on your black ballet flats, and after doing your hair and makeup, you left the hotel room.
once you got to the set of the interview you were met with the hair and makeup crew. yes, you had done your hair and makeup, but that was only to leave the house. it sounded crazy, yes, but whenever you did anything for the press, they always had to touch up your hair and makeup so you looked perfect for the cameras. you were used to it by now.
"3, 2, 1, recording"
and with that the interview started.
anya was on the left of you, and she looked so put together. she answered every question so perfectly and had the best answers. this was so natural for her, which seeing her calm made you more calm. after all, you were just answering simple questions.
as the interview went on, you got more comfortable. you were able to laugh a little as some of the remarks anya said, and you were just enjoying yourself.
"so, miss y/l/n, one last question, do you have eyes on any one? any special guy?"
the question caught you off guard. all the nerves suddenly came back. it was only an innocent question, so you pulled your self together, mentally, and answered the question.
"yes, actually. barcelona's pablo gavi. i think he's very charming".
you tried not to blush out of embarrassment. you couldn't believe you actually answered the question.
the interview came to an end after anya had answered a couple more questions, and the two of you promoted your movie one last time on the interview.
"Y/N! omg, you and pablo would be so cute together! why didn't you tell me you liked him!"
anya was practically jumping for joy after you made your confession. you blushed and tried covering your face.
"you're only, what, a couple months younger than him? that is seriously so cute, y/n"
you rolled your eyes as you went to go gather your things.
you and anya decided to get something to eat at a little cafe in madrid, since that's where you had your interview, and it had probably one of the best burgers you had ever eaten in your life. the energy of madrid was incredible, and you were definitely looking forward to staying here for an entire week.
as you and anya were walking around you were checking your instagram. it had been a few hours since the interview and you wanted to see the feedback from others. everything you were seeing was pretty positive, and all the messages you were so sweet.
and then you noticed on message in particular.
oh my god
you clicked on the message and read it.
pablogavi: hey, i think you're pretty charming too
you blushed, out of embarrassment, and shyness. you couldn't believe that he had actually seen the interview, and then dmed you.
"why are you so smiley?" anya asks while shrugging your shoulder.
"anya, he dmed me"
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v-anrouge · 4 months
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Rook being Creepy ideas!
Nonchalantly knows something very personal, like it’s your first date and he asks if your grandma is feeling better. You get a text AFTER the date that grandma has the flu.
Shows up, but only ever out of the corner of your eye. You just see his blonde hair, his hat, or maybe his jacket. You sweat you can feel the green of his eyes on you
Knows your schedule better than you, reminds you of anything important coming up. Homework due? Don’t forget text the night before. Interview? Praise the morning of. Classes? Standing outside to walk you there.
Always there when you need help, started off cute but now he just shows up with a pencil when you’ve misplaced yours. Offers his notes as you’re looking through your bag for them.
Always nearby, like you see him walking along your street at 2 am, when he doesn’t live near you…he doesn’t go to your school but is on your campus.
The creepiest is you don’t know anything about him while he knows everything about you. He doesn’t have anything on his socials, he never shares anything. You only know he is eccentric, and probably a stalker.
Vil tries to tell you to not do anything, how Rook is like a dog. If you run, he will chase you. It’s up to you if you can handle it all.
Especially when you watch a true crime documentary about a blonde haired, green eyed man who murdered a few people who had bullied you a few towns over.
JDUSUSUSUUESU!#+#7$+ IN LITERALLY SCRWAMING YESGESYSYS
rook is so creepy and he feels so sad because he's being so sweet yet you avoid him as much as you can cowering when he greets you and he just wants to be able to hold you in his arms... he'd treat you so well, nothing like your last ex/friend who mysteriously disappeared after you finally cut contact with them...he knows of your tastes and hobbies and when your favorite singer/band is making a shoe but you didn't manage to secure a ticket, guess who coincidentally bought two to go with a friend that canceled? rook just wants to be there for you but he understands, you're like a small bunny, scared of the big vast world even though rook is nothing but someone who wishes to keep you safe and happy, with him, but he can give you time and space, he can make you feel safe and even forget you were ever stalked when everything simply stops, you assume he got bored, but he's simply waiting. yet even a man like him loses his patience some times, if charming and giving you space while being nice won't work he'll just have to give you no choice but to rely on him, surely, in a situation where he is the only one able to help, for weeks, or maybe even months...your heart will learn to love him and his eccentric ways
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sweet-honey-tears · 1 year
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💝Gifts To and From💝
A little fun thing about what the boys would give you and what you may give them too. As always spelling is bleh🤍
Request are always welcomed!
Part Two Part Three
🦈Kirishima🦈
Kiri wouldn’t force you to get crocs, but this man will Persuade you- loving of course. He doesn’t care what color you pick, as long as you like them!
Purple, yellow, green- Whatever!
I do feel like he’d buy you the little accessor though so both of you have matching ones. Because they've gotta sell little accessories of heroes for crocs!
So both of you wouldhave like the CrimsonRiot, a Rock, smiley faces, and stuff like that on yours crocs.
He’d think it’s Manley that you both have matching ones and that you got him a little heart for his crocs.
Kiris Lock Screen in a pic of you guys toe to toe both of you wearing croc with matching accessories.
He post it on all social pages, with the captions of:
“Love my pebble”
💣Bakugou💣
Kat would buy you a necklace. It’s simple and straightforward. It’s probably a thin chain with a small charm. More than likely something that’s similar to a firework, skull, grenade or explosion.
You’re his, ya dummy, and he’s marking you as such.
“Hey dumbass! Why aren't you wearing the necklace?”
“It’s right here KitKat!” you pull it out from under your shirt. Kat would scoff, walk up to you and readjust it, making sure the chain is in the right place.
“Keep it out, I want to show people the catch he got.”
He’d probably just keep buying you jewelry randomly. Like necklaces, brackets, rings, earrings. He doesn’t give a shit what you wear- as long as you’re wearing something he gave you.
I feel like somewhere along the lines you get him a necklace too. A simple one with a red fang on it. It’s small, pretty and won’t get in his way. When you give it to him, he’d scoffs and smiles. “Hey TeddyBear” he smiled and points to the exact same one he gave you- it’s hanging from your neck. A 3 year anniversary present.
“Huh. I guess that’s why I liked this one so much!” You chirp and kiss his cheek.
Nex day, you see him wearing it. And then the next and the next and so on.
You’re watching him on the TV, he’s battling some weak villain or something. He’s not wearing the necklace. Which is fine, it’s not a part of his hero costume and if it got thrown upward, the tooth on it could probably hit his face. Ouch.
But after the fight, during an interview, you notice his hands going into his pocket- not unusual- but his right hand is moving. What’s in his pocket? It looks like he’s thumbing something. He keeps breathing in and out as the reporters keep yelling stupid shit at him, the moment in his pocket becoming faster. What in the world?
When he finally breaks away, the reporters(people filming) catches him pulling out a tooth necklace from his pocket, holding it in palm.
⬛️Sero 🟨
Sero buys you clothes
Like the oversized comfy ones you can watch movies in. Probably have some cute graffiti food on them, like a ramen bowl!
Sero has similar style clothes and one of his favorite pictures of you two is both of you wearing baggy shirts with street food designs on them.
At some point in your relationship, he’s getting you a sports bra.
“Looks comfortable, plus it’s your favorite color.”
But that’s kinda small, I have a feeling this man doesn’t buy you his merch to wear, feels kinda embarrassed. So one day, like a year into dating, you buy his mercy, an oversized sweatshirt, and wear it to one of your ‘movie dates’ (you both stay at home, munch on popcorn, and watch a corny movie). His heart melts. His Home Screen is you in that sweet shirt.
You get him a sweatshirt that had this little onigiri in the corner, and on the back is this huge cartoon ramen bowl with your guy's favorite restaurant written under it. The place where he first asked you to be his girlfriend.
His fans end up catching him leaving the gym one day, and one ask him where he got his sweatshirt from-
“Oh, I’m not sure. My amar(love) got it for me. She may have had it custom made for me too.” He laughed, gesturing to his arms. His fans laugh but your heart flutters when you read about the encounter on his fam base later.
⚡️Denki⚡️
Denki would buy you hair stuff.
Dude gets the pain of accidentally eating your bangs when you move and would buy some cutely decorated berets. Probably some lighting bolt ones, and cat ones.
He’d also do a face mask and nails with you too.
His Home Screen is a pick of you laughing, wearing a face mask, a cat headband pushing your hair back, and a cucumber mid motion falling off your face.
Will call you and tell you he found a new nail polish color:
⚡️“Sunshine! I just got this new color called ‘Electric Love’!”
Your Home Screen is a pic of him wearing an orange cat hair pin you got him.
This man also wore it into a battle, forgetting to take it out since he’s always wearing it. 
And if someone, a reporter or fan, asks about it, man has no shame to talk about how he wears them all the time. Yeah, he wear cats and butterfly hair pins, duck off.
⚡️“Oh! My Sunshine Nugget got it for me! We have matching ones too!”
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treasuringizu · 2 years
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For the 100 followers celebration can I please request deku friends to lovers where he has been in love with the reader for forever and they are completely oblivious to it! I love that trope it’s so cute
anon i am sorry that this is months late!!!!! forgive me!!!!!!
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you and izuku have been friends since you started working at his agency.
izuku has also been completely and utterly enamored with you since you started working at his agency.
it started off really small, he swears. just a little interest in you, the new tech assistant. he's one of the people you had to sit down with an interview with in order to get the job, and he already knew that you were right for it as soon as you started talking about how much you loved what you do.
he helped you settle in, bringing coffee to your desk every time he knew he was going to be around your assigned area. he showed you around, explaining to you the main parts of his agency and how everything works in the building; he made sure that you felt welcome.
and how could you not, with that charming smile and dimples that he flashes every time he sees you, the cute bashfulness that never fails to warm your chest, and the endless kindness that he shows to absolutely everyone.
and then from meaningless coffees every once in a while, he starts going out of his way to see you. drops by whenever he has a break, just to say hi and then end up in an engaged conversation with you that causes him to lose track of time, his assistant tracking him down and chiding him for being late to his patrol shift.
when he finds out that you sometimes forget to eat lunch he brings you one on your breaks, or even invites you out to eat with him, a bashful smile on his face and the apples of his cheek a soft red that makes it really hard for you to say no to his offer.
he's just so sweet. it kills you. you know that whatever it is the both of you have going on could never progress to anything farther, and you don't know if you want to punch him in the face for making you feel this way, or kiss him stupid because you just can't help yourself.
and izuku, oh izuku is in so much trouble.
its like every single thing you do sets him on fire. the way you smile when you notice him approaching you, the sight enough to leave him tripping over his feet. the way you laugh when he gets some food on his face because he's always been a little bit of a messy eater, and then how you use your thumb to wipe it off his face and he can feel his heart stuttering in his chest.
and trust him, he's tried, many, many times, to tell you how he feels. but then you look at him with your eyes that he swears he could get lost in, and the words disappear in his throat.
when he does manage to ask you out on dates, you don't even think anything of them, just assuming its a regular outing between two friends. It kills him a little inside every time you refer to him as just you friend. Wishes that you would see it as more. Hopes that he can one day get you to change your mind if he doesn't chicken out again.
But for now, you and Izuku are just friends.
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whenim64 · 4 months
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jonesmith analysis ep 16-30 (part 2)
this one is somehow longer and sillier than the last one. be ready
episode 16... rough episode but it gives.
lots of Davy being grabby and touchy in this one.
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waist touch scene he does it twice btw and I dont fault him bc Mike does have a very grabbable waist.
Mike completely overshooting how short Davy is so that he can be eye level with his boobs.
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this awkward high-five thing Mike tries to do.
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ep 17 love this ep it gave us Mike grabbing Davy's inner thigh and Davy's shirt riding up.
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this frame where it looks like they just got interrupted while making out. the way this ep was a jolenzmith spa day (poor Peter deserves a spa day too).
REMEMBER ALWAYS USE PROTECTION‼️
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ep 18
the scene where they're all watching tv and Mike says "This isn’t bad considering, is it, Davy?" plays very well into my headcanon that they like to watch old silly movies together. also this:
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ep 19 not much to say here, Mike does come out of Davy and Peter's room at the beginning so im curious what he was doing, and then theres this scene of Davy making a silly face at Mike.
ep 20 yeahh baby
"you'll do fine, sugar." <- this line put me into a coma.
love how he just walks into the group of interviewers and grabs Davy by the scruff.
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THIS SCENE where he literally lifts Davy and then sets him on his lap. love love love
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ALSO THIS SCENE. it's so sweet 🥹 "youre gentle youre kind and youre sincere" wahhhhh
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ep 21 this episode back to back with the last one ohh boy
Mike calling Davy "Mr. Charm" cute.
another "I'm gonna stay here with Davy, you two go back to the pad." split-up situation. cant leave his bf all alone when he has to pretend to be the ruler of a country. Mike also spends the whole episode fussing over Davy and fixing his clothes 🤭 gifs here.
also this was a fake royalty red-blue joint slay outfit moment
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ep 22
"MIIIIKEEE! MIKE! That guy was throwing knives at me he couldve killed me why didnt you do something?!!"
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the way Mike runs his hands over him to check if hes okay.
ep 24
"what we wanna do is show what you are and the way you live" "what you wanna get us arrested?" because they live a faggot life style full of gay sex.
also "The Monkees are the typical fun people. The devoon madcap boys for whom every day is just one gay adventure." not jonesmith specific but its funny to me and i think it aged splendidly.
not much else in this ep but i do love these frames
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ep 26 this one has A LOT
as pointed out HERE Mike just had to put his hand on Davy's hip for a second hmm.
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very touchy in this ep
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a wonderful array of silly costumes
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boob touch ^
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another lovely scene of Davy calling out to Mike for help 🫶
ep 27 shirt rip scene.
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^ love these frames especially the second one cause Mike looks so cute. Davy is thinking that too.
ep 29
ep 30 didn't really have anything BUT this behind the scenes photo that looks like the beginning of a porno was from this episode
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