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Imagine Yone having a wife, which the rest of Heartsteel doesn't know about, I mean they never asked, and then one day he brings a child to the bands apartment. Since his wife has to work late hours and the nursery is already closed, he has to take care of their child. What would the reaction of the band be? And how would they be with children? (Also the wife is the reader since I love self indulgence with Yone)

❥ prompt: Yone never talked about his personal life. The Heartsteel gang had a few assumptions, but they were just theories. Nothing proven. Until the gang found a toddler running around the apartment. ❥ content/warnings: fluffy fluff, gang shenanigans ❥ characters/pairings: v!Heartsteel & yonexreader!gn!kid

KAYN

"What the hell is that thing!? And since when did Yone spawn anything into existence!?"

Kayn isn't used to children being within a five-foot radius of his presence. He tends to not surround himself with booger eating, snot crying, whining little crotch gremlins. Even worse, their damn parents.

Kayn's chaotic nature in public can't be stifled. And he's met his fair share of parents trying to lecture him on his behavior. He always has two words ready for such an occasion: Fuck off. And then proceeds to flash both middle fingers in the air, and laugh when the child behind the fuming parents drops their ice-cream. Absolute poetry.

This was a little different. Scratch that—a lot different. Not only does he know the damn parent (Yone) but the child has managed to infiltrate his room, and infect everything with a thousand unnamed child born diseases. He's about ready to blow a casket. Until the kid accidentally starts playing his Pentakill vinyl album on the record player. That's when he saw a rockstar be born. The way that little tyke started headbanging would put a bunch of mosh pit psycho's to shame. And the screeching? A future screamo lead-singer, easily.

An all out heavy-metal concert ensued. With Kayn rifting his guitar with the song instrumentals, and the kid jumping and screaming into a cheap cordless mic he found under his bed. When the song ended, Kayn chanted "Jump! Jump!" into the mosh-pit of one. And you don't need to tell a child to launch themselves off of anything twice. The tater-tot squealed and laughed, being caught in Kayn's hands and praised into the air for a killer performance.

From the bedroom door, an audience member leaned cooly against the frame. Clapping at the spectacle. "Dada!" The kid raised their fists higher into the air. "I'm a rwockstar!"

Yone lifted a brow, crossing his arms in pure amusement. "I can see that."

"Y-Yeah. Next time, tell your kid not to barge into other people's rooms," Kayn coughed, quickly setting down the kid and patting them towards Yone. "Teach it some manners, o-or whatever. So that I don't have to deal with it."

Yone chuckled under his breath. Taking his child by the hand, he smiled. "Come with me. We should go before someone gets a little too attached."

Kayn huffed red. Slamming the door and shouting behind it, "WOULD NOT!"

APHELIOS

".........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?"

So, there was a child. An actual living, breathing one. Stumbling. Running around. Knocking things over. Yelling at the wall and ceilings like some deranged lunatic out on the city streets. What a disaster. What a nightmare. Aphelio's wasn't scared by most things; monsters, zombies, ghosts, spam mail. But children were terrifying creatures. Destructive and loud. The worst kind of combination in a singular human being. Kind of like Kayn.

He swore he broke out into a cold sweat when the child barged into his room. Not quietly at all. His heart pounded. His fingers turned cold. And his eyes trembled against his computer screen. He hoped the child would grow bored of terrorizing his room like some miniature version of Godzilla. He also hoped someone would see the calamity, take pity on him, and come to his aid. Someone like Sett.

He then heard a familiar note. He cursed himself twice. He shouldn't have left his electric portable keyboard out in the open. Aphelios turned cautiously in his chair. He swallowed hard and braced himself for a horrific sight. He thought he'd find the child bashing the keys in or trying to pluck the knobs right off. Instead, he saw a small round face filled with wonder at the sound. Carefully, the child pressed another. Smiling, delighted by the next note. Aphelio's eyes rounded. That's when he saw a little bit of himself.

It didn't take long for Apehlios to gather his spare headset and cord link. He plucked the kid up and placed him right on his lap at his desk. He was going to show this little one all the instruments in his digital toolbox. The workflow of an absolute musical genius. And they were going to make a mixed bite that would leave people speechless.

"Oh! Oh! Dat one. Dat one." The toddler tapped Aphelio's hand against his computer mouse. A few clicks and the instrument was spliced into the mix. When Aphelio's replayed the bit, the child kicked their legs back and forth, clapping their hands together. Wanting to gauge the tots overall opinion, he flipped between thumbs-up and thumbs-down. Back and forth. The little one took his hand, and kept it thumb-side-up with a cheeky grin. And they both nodded in agreement. This mix was a certified banger.

EZREAL

"Hey, guys. Has anyone seen my phone? Nevermind. Found it! Someone's totally random kid has it. Wait—HUH!?"

Ezreal doesn't mind kids so much. They could sometimes be a lot of fun. The only thing Ezreal can't handle is once a crying session starts, or a random tantrum erupts. He gets a little nervous when the meltdowns start. Because he has no freaking clue how to handle it. So for the most part, Ezreal does like kids—from a distance. Where he can smile and laugh at their antics, without having to actually deal with an emotional ticking time bomb. Kayn was bad enough already.

The other thing he can't deal with is someone messing with his phone! And unfortunately, his habit of misplacing it has caught up to him. Because now a toddler has it. Deleting and messing up his apps. Possibly trying to look for some silly game he doesn't even have installed. And if Ezreal thought he was fast, well, this kid took the crown. Call that tyke 'Lightning McQueen', because they were leaving sneaker marks on the floor.

But this game of chase had to come to an end. Ezreal caught up to the road-runner, and slipped the phone right out of those tiny fingers. Ezreal cheered himself thinking he won. Ezreal quickly figured out he was actually about to be the biggest loser. He witnessed those round eyes growing in watery magnitude. Face wrinkling with pure, unfiltered raw emotion. The hiccups increased in volume, and those puffed cheeks were getting more red by the minute.

"H-Hey! Don't cry. No, no. Shhh—Shhh! It's okay." Ezreal smacked his hands together, begging and pleading for mercy upon his sensitive soul. Ezreal sunk his top teeth into his bottom lip. He wasn't prepared for this at all. And if Yone ever found out he made his kid cry, then mostly likely, he'd make sure Ezreal was crying too (and bleeding) on the floor. Then forced to clean up his own murder scene!

A few quick taps and he knelt down with the hiccuping toddler. With the cat filter setup, Ezreal pretended to be a kitten; meowing and licking his paw and rubbing his cheeks to clean himself. The kiddo sniffed back their brimming tears, giggling when they saw they had their own whiskers and ears! After a couple of loud meows, the child hopped up and down. "Doggy next! Doggy next!" One tap and now they were puppies, barking and panting.

Many cute pictures were taken. Ezreal picked out a few and messaged them to Yone.

[Yone:] Thanks. The wife will be happy to have these. [Ezreal:] np! 😋 [Yone:] By the way. Have you finished cleaning the bathrooms? [Ezreal]:..............................................yes. 🤗 [Yone:] Finish the bathrooms. Now. Or I'll be confiscating your phone for a week.

Ezreal almost broke down in tears, falling to his knees. He was so close to having his own meltdown. Just from the sheer thought of losing his phone privilege's. Honestly, he should be off the hook for entertaining the kid and sending cute pictures. Life totally wasn't fair!

SETT

"Well, hello down there. You wanna play a game or—shoot. I didn't mean to scare ya'h off! I swear I'm a nice guy if ya'h give me a chance!"

There was no doubt about it. Sett really, really, liked children. There was something about them that brought him joy whenever they were around. All of his personal baggage and adult stress would simply melt away from a simple giggle or smile. And Sett had his fair share of babysitting other single-moms' and their children while growing up. It was one of his part-time jobs from middle to high school. All to help Ma' with paying the bills.

Unfortunately, kids didn't seem to like him too much (at first). With his overwhelming mass, they'd think he was some sort of monster. The one their parents told them would gobble them up if they didn't shower before bed. So, here he was, trying to entertain the little one. But anytime they caught sight of him, they'd cry in terror and scamper away. Sett had to think bigger. He tapped his chin a couple of times before a light bulb went off above his ears.

He laid out the scene in his room. He thanked his Ma' for one of the plushies she sent came with a tea set in the box. He went as far as to grab a few outfits and materials he stitched up as small replicas of larger projects him and K'Sante worked on. Him and the surrounding stuff toys were dressed appropriately for the most exquisite tea-party. Dress, hats, neck pearls and all!

Curiosity always got the best of any child. When the tater-tot heard the laughs and conversations, they had to sneak a peek. And once they entered the room, the child found Sett sitting on the ground, surrounded by his plushies, all served with tiny cups and plates.

"Oh! Quiet down everyone. The prince/princess has finally arrived. Mr. Chonk, please. Show our honored guest to their seat." He motioned his tea-cup to a free spot at the 'table'. The child glowed with excitement, scurrying to their designated placement. With a fancy tilt of their teacup, they took prim and proper sips of their tea. "More tea, Mr.Swett?" The toddler wiggled forward and picked up the teapot.

"Why, yes. I would love some more. Thank you." Sett raised his cup at the offer. The giggles and excitable conversation could be heard throughout the entire apartment. It wasn't long till the rest of the gang stuck their noses through a crack at the door. Opening the door, they couldn't help but burst with laughter at the display. Ezreal, of course, snapping pictures. Aphelios chuckling to himself behind his mask. Kayn roaring with laughter and tears. And K'Sante commenting on how he'd never expect some of his designed outfits would be used at a kid's tea party. "Nuh-Uh. You can't come in." The toddler hoped on their feet, pushing all of them all out the door. "Dis invitation onwy. No stinkers!"

"That's right, fellas. No stinkers." Sett laughed, raising his pinky into the air. "This is an exclusive tea-party. Better luck gettin' invited next year. Right?"

K'SANTE

"He-He. You think you have what it takes because you are Yone's kid? Show me and prove it."

K'Sante grew up with a large family. Brothers, sisters, first cousins, second cousins, the neighbors next door and their kids. Heck, even that laundromat lady his mom was friends with and her kids. Actually, just about everyone in the community. Seemed like it was always a party at his parents home. No matter the day or week, K'Sante had always dealt with a high-energy household. And when the adults pulled out the bottle of Akpeteshie, you knew it was going to be a rager. And at the kids table, K'Sante was in charge of watching over the parade of younger children.

Being a certified older sibling within his family unit, and apparently, Heartsteel as well, handling one little wasn't going to throw off his cool or cramp his style. In fact, he was more than prepared. If there was one thing he knew from growing up, kids loved to play dress up. And he had a full wardrobe of runway worthy outfits.

K'Sante busted out a long carpet down the hallway. Borrowed some plushies from Sett, and made them the audience and judges. Dimming most of the surrounded lights, the hallway bulbs illuminated the catwalk with intensity. Let the show begin!

"Higher energy! Yes, show them a 'ting or two about what fashion truly means." K'sante clapped his hands as the kiddo strutted down with dramatic sass. "That is it. Right there. Now, finish them off with the look." At the end of the carpet, the child titled their head back, and narrowed their eyes before sharply turning with a fling of the boa around their neck. K'Sante cheered, pushing one of the stuffed animals as if it passed out from sheer cut-throat fashion! He blew kisses into the air. "They can't even handle you right now. You are new, you are fresh, but also timeless. Molded by the hands of Gods. Your power is infinite."

Wardrobe changes were a must. K'Sante wasn't going to let such talent go to waste. His work of art and the tiny fashion model would display it all for the world to see. Well, the stuffed animal world, he had to remind himself. Seemed like a game of pretend was feeling like a real runway gig! And after the runway show was over, it actually wasn't truly over. K'Sante had pulled out a magazine from behind a display case. Showing the kiddo a picture of their father walking down a runway in an all black-attire event. "Dada," the kid placed a hand against the glossy page. "Supah cool."

"That's right." K'Sante said proudly, puffing his chest. "And your Dada looks cool because I am the one who designed his suite. But, I'll give him credit. He is a pretty cool guy all on his own."

an: this req was too cute to write omg. sorry if i just focused on the gang and the kid, rather than the yone x reader part you also requested. felt it was getting a bit long, and i wasn't sure if i could incorporate it well enough. very sorry about that. but don't worry! i have another yone x reader req. incoming.

#heartsteel #sheida kayn #aphelios #ezreal #sett #k'sante #yone #request #reqs open #league of legends

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angvlface · 11 months

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POPSTAR — JOEL MILLER

pairing: hbo!joel x fem!popstar!reader

summary: joel goes backstage at a concert for a special show.

warnings: smut, implied age gap, unprotected sex

After an annoying 2 hour drive with three teenagers in the backseat, Joel made it to the arena. There was a singer Ellie really liked, so much that she made a deal with Joel to get him to take her. A month of cleaning the stables in exchange for the 2 hour drive to where the singer was playing. She got Dina and Jesse to help her, and that’s how all 3 of them were in the back of Joel’s car, yapping about how excited they were.

Outside were hundreds of people. Parents taking their kids. Some young girls without any parents taking pictures in eccentric outfits. Seeing he wasn’t the only grumpy old man being led around by spunky teenagers made him feel better, though.

He didn’t mind attending the concert. He’s heard your music before from behind the door of Ellie’s bedroom. It wouldn’t be his choice of music, but Ellie liked it so he tolerated it. He’d nod his head when she played it in the car, tap his foot if he can hear it from downstairs when she blasted it in her bedroom, maybe hum a little if Ellie was singing it in the kitchen.

“Look, I got us super close seats!” Ellie beamed, showing Dina and Jesse her tickets. “Basically front row. Awesome, right?”

Not awesome. Joel was sat in his seat while surrounded by screaming teens. He can feel the jealous stares of them, wanting to take his seat and make better use of it. The screams only got more deafening when you came out on stage. He’d be lying if he said your stage presence wasn’t captivating. You were a performer, singing and dancing all over the stage. Numerous times you came over to him and the kids, offering your hand to a very overjoyed Ellie.

It brought a smile to his face to see Ellie jump around in excitement when you touched her hand, her eyes lit up and her smile bright. And you must have liked her reaction as well because you continued to come over to her, smiling as you sing while looking at Ellie. At one point Joel had to grab Ellie to steady her, her excitement nearly knocking her over.

Even when the show ended, Ellie was practically vibrating from her happiness. “She kept coming over to us, she loved us,” Ellie squealed.

Joel pats her on the head with a chuckle. “I’m sure she does, kid.”

Joel began to lead the kids to leave, but he’s quickly stopped by security. “I’ve been told to bring you backstage.” You sent security to get them. Said you liked their energy, and wanted to meet them. Joel was skeptical, that wasn’t very typical behavior from a popstar. But Ellie, Dina and Jesse all accepted before he could even consider turning it down.

So he had no choice but to let security lead them through to the back. There were security guards posted at every door, crew workers scurrying around to dismantle the stage and pack it all up. But it grew less populated as they got further back, until they reached a door with two burly guards outside of her.

They opened the door, and there you were, still in your little dress from the final number. You turned to them with a wide smile, your arms spread open. “Oh my gosh, hi!”

Ellie practically ran into your arms, and you laughed when she hugged you. Dina hugged you next, then Jesse. When you looked to Joel, he nodded in your direction.

“We’re such huge fans!” Dina blurted out, making your tear your eyes away from Joel. “I-I can’t believe you invited us back here.”

You smiled kindly at Dina. “Of course! I saw how passionate you guys were out there, I just had to meet you.”

You talk to them for a bit. Asked what their favorite songs were, explained some of the thought process behind the show, and they watched you with keen eyes as you spoke. But your eyes kept flicking back to Joel, checking to see if he was watching as intently as the kids were.

He wasn’t. He was looking around your dressing room. There’s some clothes on a rack, a vast collection of shoes in the corner beside it. Some untouched food. All things to be expected in a popstar’s dressing room. What he didn’t expect was the opened whiskey on the table, a glass beside it with the color your lipstick on the rim.

“I have an idea!” Joel looks back to you when you speak, your gaze on the kids. “You guys know my band right? They’d sooo be up to giving you guys a tour of the stage, I think the last set is still up. Is that something you’d like?” Your offer was met with enthusiastic yes’s.

Security was opening the door again, ushering them out of the room, but Joel is stopped by a hand on his shoulder. He looks back at you, but you’re looking at the kids. “I think dad might be tired guys, would you be okay without him?”

Ellie is the first to nod, staring at Joel wide-eyed. “We’re fine, Joel. We can go without you.”

Joel frowns a little, but looking at the security guards, he reluctantly agrees. “Take care of them, Jesse,” he warns, and Jesse nods. And he watches as security takes them to the waiting band before the door is shut.

Then he’s looking at you as your pour another glass of whiskey. “Cute kids,” you comment, holding out a glass of whiskey for him. “Which ones yours?”

Joel reluctantly takes the whiskey, watching you warily as you round the table. “Uh…light brown hair. Other two are her friends.”

You nod, taking a sip of your drink. “How’d you get stuck bringing them? Mom was busy?”

You speak so casually, like you knew Joel. He should be suspicious, he really should. But you just looked so harmless. In a little dress that you wore just thirty minutes ago to dance on stage to a pop song that every teenage girl in the country knew. How could he feel threatened by you?

“I’m not their Dad so no Mom around, that’s how I got stuck,” he says with a low chuckle. He takes a sip of the whiskey, missing how your lips quirked up at his response.

You down the rest of your drink before putting the glass down, pouting at Joel. “Sorry, you must be so tired. It’s so sweet of you to bring your girl and her friends here, I’m sure this isn’t your first choice for a Friday night.”

Joel shrugs. “Could have been worse, you’re a great performer.”

You smile. “Thank you. I aim to please.” You slowly approach Joel, head tilted slightly. “But really, thank you for bringing them. Parents like you are what really make the show, you know?”

Joel’s brows furrow. “How so?”

You’re close to him now, a hand coming out to touch the collar of his shirt. “I know my fans are a bit on the young side, they need parents to come to the show. So I just wanna thank you.” You flatten his collar down, hand trailing down to his chest.

You look up at him through your lashes, blinking up at him innocently. “Can I thank you?”

Joel doesn’t push you away. He can’t. He’s captivated by your eyes and your pink stained lips. All he can do is nod his head and watch as your lips quirk up into a smirk.

Your hand comes up to his head and you lead him down to your lips. Your lips taste like strawberry but your tongue is like whiskey, and Joel would be lying if he said he didn’t like the combination. Liked it so much that his arms wrapped around you, pressing you to his body as his tongue explored your mouth.

You lead Joel back until you reach the vanity, pulling away from him just to hop up on the surface. Then you’re pulling him back down, his body slotted between your legs. Your head is angled up to kiss him, and Joel’s hand comes up to rest on your throat, keeping you steady.

You knew the moment you saw him in the crowd. You saw Ellie singing loudly and went up to her, but the rest of the times you went to her weren’t because of her singing. It was to get a glance at the older man sat beside her; his arms were crossed over his chest, his muscles bulging against his denim shirt, and his legs spread open as he watched the show. He was devastatingly handsome, you needed to at least try.

And try you did.

Joel pulls away from you first, using the hand on your throat to turn you so he could kiss down your neck. You let out a low whine as he lathers your neck. “No marks, I’ve got a show tomorrow,” you mumble, your head falling back.

Joel’s other hand goes under your dress, rubbing along your panties. You moan when he presses against your center, hips involuntarily moving. He continues to kiss your neck as his hand shoves your panties aside, collecting the wetness from your slit. He pulls his hand out and you watched with hooded eyes as he brings it to his lips, sucking his fingers clean.

He smirks when he locks eyes with you, humming at the taste of you on his fingers. Then he’s pulling your hips forward, dropping to his knees. Your legs are thrown over his shoulders, dress bunched up at your hips.

“Try not to sing too loud popstar,” Joel teases.

You almost want to roll your eyes at the corniness of what he said but you’re cut off by your own moan as he licks you over your panties. The flimsy cloth is promptly torn off your body and tucked into Joel’s pocket. He lowers his head again, licking a stripe from your hole to your clit. His tongue flicks your clit and your head falls back, hands going to his hair.

Your thighs clamp around his head as your hips rut and Joel doesn’t stop you. His lips latch onto your clit, sucking it gently as you whimper above him. Your hips are moving slightly, breath coming out heavy as his tongue explores you.

“Fuck,” you moan out when his tongue dips into your hole. You cry out as the heat inside of you begins to burn, your hands gripping his hair for stability.

Joel can sense how close you are, he doesn’t stop. He moans against your pussy, pulling you closer to him. His nose nudged against your clit with every movement of your hips and you let out a wanton moan as you climax. Your hips twitch as you come down and Joel continues to savor you, licking up every last drop until he’s satisfied.

Your heart is racing when he stands back up, pulling you in for a kiss. You can taste yourself on his tongue and you moan when his fingers thread in your hair. His other hand grabs your waist, pulling you off of the surface and into him. Then you’re being pushed away, and turned around, bent over the surface.

You’re facing a mirror, looking at Joel’s reflection as he undoes his belt. You can’t tear your eyes away from him, and when he locks eyes with yours, you feel yourself clench around nothing. He smirks at you, his hand rubbing your ass cheek.

“Sorry for rushing this, popstar, but my girl might come back soon.” He enters you fully in one thrust, and you let out a cry as you grip the vanity. His hand makes a makeshift ponytail in your hair and he pulls hard, forcing you to look in the reflection. “I watched your show, now you watch mine.”

And you do.

You watch his tongue dart out to wet his lips as he slides out of you, before he slams forward. Your mouth is wide open as he sets a fast pace, balls slapping against your ass. It takes all your willpower to not let your eyes roll into the back of your head, the pleasure overwhelming you.

You whimper when his hand comes down to slap your ass, the sting sending a wave of pleasure through you. “I don’t—“ You’re cut off by a moan when his fingers begin to work your clit, rubbing harsh circles. “Don’t even know your name.”

Joel chuckles darkly, locking eyes with you through the mirror. “Doesn’t matter, we won’t see each other after this.” You clench around his cock making Joel groan. “You’re gripping me like a vice, popstar.” The wet squelch of your bodies connecting echoed around the room, and you begin to see stars as he fucks into you.

“M’gonna cum,” you weep.

A harsh slap is delivered to your ass. “Do it. Cum all over my cock.”

Your moan is a borderline scream when you orgasm but Joel is relentless. He keeps fucking you, mesmerized by the sight of your cunt sucking him in. Your legs are shaking, and tears streak down your cheeks, your words incoherent as you lose yourself to the pleasure.

Your pussy flutters around him, and Joel groans. “Do that again and I’ll cum inside you.”

You let out a moan, clenching around him. “I want it,” you cry out, your head falling forward, unable to hold yourself up. The vanity is shaking from the force of Joel’s hips, and your silent pleading for him to finish certainly didn’t make him ease up.

He groans as his fingers dig into your hips, pulling you back into him. You can feel the tip of his cock deep inside of you, repeatedly hitting the right spot. Then he holds you down on him, and you feel the warmth of his cum coating your walls. You whimper as he begins to pull out, his hands spreading your ass cheeks so he can watch himself slide out, cum leaking out of your sopping hole.

You finally lift your head, your body slumped against the vanity as cum drips down your leg. Your stage makeup is smeared all over your face, black streaks down your cheeks and lipstick on your chin. Your little black dress from the final number is scrunched up into the middle of your body, leaving your ass and tits exposed.

He tucked himself back into his pants just as a knock came from the door. He can hear Ellie and her friends chattering on the other side, boasting about how cool it was to see every thing.

Joel makes his way to the door, ready to leave. Then he turns back to you, clearing his throat. “Thanks for the souvenir, by the way,” he chuckles, showing your panties dangling from his fingers. Even under your messed up makeup he can make out your flush as he stuffs the panties into his pocket.

“Big fan of your performance, popstar.”

#°•. ro writes #joel miller #joel miller x y/n #joel miller x reader #joel miller x female reader #joel miller x you #joel miller smut #pedro pascal smut #pedro pascal x reader

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stevesbipanic · 1 year

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Boy For All Seasons

Part 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 Ao3

Eddie didn't get to see Steve much in the months that followed. School was a lot more boring the third time around but it did come with the perk of Dustin Henderson and his little friends. They all had grand stories of Steve's bravery without a lot of details. They were also great at DnD. The kids joining Hellfire did have the added benefit of Steve coming to pick them up, the boys would exchange small waves across the parking lot.

Eddie was excited about his next holiday plan. This time he was sure to make Steve flustered, plus he wouldn't be out of place wearing a costume. Tina Randall was having a Halloween party and everyone was invited, including certain freaks. Eddie had originally thought he'd have to go looking for Steve, come Halloween but at his last trip to Family Video Robin had informed him she'd be going, and wherever Buckley went Harrington followed.

When Eddie arrived at the party it was in full swing, he couldn't see Robin or Steve yet so decided to use the opportunity to make some money. He had neared the end of his rounds when he spotted Robin alone. Well, not alone there was a girl who Eddie remembers from band talking to her, but Robin's side was unusually absent of one pretty boy.

Maybe, Steve had gone to get them drinks, but the kitchen was void of him too. He had practically given up, deciding to leave the house for a smoke outside when he saw him.

Steve was huddled at the back of the yard up against a tree. Worried, Eddie approached him. Steve appeared physically fine, but his face seemed withdrawn and dejected. Eddie plopped down next to him.

"Didn't take you as a princess, Stevie."

Steve looked towards Eddie and sent him a small smile, "Robs wanted to be Westly and needed a Buttercup."

"Well, you look beautiful as ever, sweetheart."

"Suprised you didn't go as one of those singers you like."

"Well I think vampires are equally metal, don't you like my fangs, Stevie?" Eddie flashed Steve a toothy smile.

"Bet you'd love a taste."

"In my wildest dreams, princess."

Steve seemed less sad than before but the fact he was still here alone nagged at Eddie.

"Why are you out here by yourself anyway, like I saw Buck talking to that girl, but there's plenty of people in there that would love some company with the ol King Steve."

Steve scrunched his face at the old nickname.

"Don't care for Halloween much anymore." Eddie wasn't dumb he remembered the rumors that followed the jock last year and they weren't kind.

"Well that simply won't do, as a self-proclaimed creature of the night I must reignite your love for the holiday."

Eddie jumped up and held his hand out to Steve. Steve smiled and grabbed his hand, letting Eddie pull him up.

"This party blows anyway, let me show you a better place, don't worry I'll bring you back to look after Robin later."

They hopped in Eddie's van and he drove them to the top of the quarry. He lead Steve to the edge where they could see the water before laying down, Steve laid beside him.

"This is where you can really appreciate the night, and look we've even got a full moon."

Steve followed Eddie's gaze up to the stars above them, amazed at how many you could see now they were on the outskirts of town.

"It's beautiful."

Eddie flicked his gaze towards Steve, "yeah, yeah it is."

The boys watched the stars pointing out constellations before Steve decided Robin would probably need driving home soon.

"Thanks for tonight, Eddie, maybe Halloween isn't so bad."

"You're welcome, princess."

"Maybe next time I'll let you bite me," Steve grinned and sent Eddie a wink before quickly hopping out.

Eddie could feel a soft warmth spread across his cheeks as he drove home, yeah Halloween was pretty great.

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#we made it to halloween #might finish this all today so keep an eye out #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #fluff #ficlet #steve is still a flirt even when hes sad #sweet eddie #princess bride #halloween

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dentiststoothfairy · 7 months

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Hello, 🌺 anon here~ i hope you're doing fine!! I'm here for a little request :3

Could I ask for Aesop or Naib and a s/o with a very soft voice and an even softer singing voice? Soft and smooth like honey. They just love to sing and hum for their partner. Just....fluffy moments 🥺

[🎀🦷 𝙾𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛 🌺 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗, 𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝! 𝙸 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝙸'𝚖 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗. 𝙸'𝚖 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝟼 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸'𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔!]

⚰️ 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐏 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋 ⚰️ & 🟢 𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐁 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐑 🟢

𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐒/𝐎 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞

⚰️ 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐏 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋 ⚰️

Now… Aesop has a pretty soft voice himself. It's pretty difficult to hear him, if at all, in a crowded room, so he'd very much appreciate a partner who is similar.

Even if there was cannons going off, fireworks exploding just above his head, the screaming of a Banshee in the room. He'd somehow be able to hear your lovely voice no matter what. He's always attentive to your words, not just because of how soft you sound, but because he genuinely cares for what you have to say.

Due to auditory problems from his autism, he can be pretty picky with what he wants to hear. Loud noises make him jump and flinch, he hates the loudness, so… the fact your voice can bring him a soothing mellow emotion is something he's so eternally thankful for.

Whenever you talk, he just goes silent. Not that talks in the first place, but he just loves honing in on your voice. The way you pronounce words. The way you laugh about his awkward silence. It makes his eyes glisten with such fondness.

And don't even get me started if you hum or sing to him.

Oh my GOSH. He'd be so enamored.

The first time he heard it? Could've sworn he was falling in love all over again.. Without the embalming thoughts.

Whenever it's the two of you, and you're humming? He starts to quietly hum along as well. You two are very, very good singers. Perfect harmony.

Although, he doesn't mind listening to you sing. It's something you like doing and it's something he likes to hear as well.

Why is he floating-

🟢 𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐁 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐑 🟢

Your voice is one of his favorite things about you.

With all the pure unadulterated rage he feels in that war torn body he has, somehow the utter symphony of your words quiet himself down a bit.

If you're talking and can't be heard? Expect a loud

"EVERYONE, SHUT THE HELL UP. Y/N WANTS TO SAY SOMETHING! !..." *vaguely gestures to you to speak*

You are definitely the soft spot to him. He tries to hide it but when he pulls shit like that, yeah everyone knows.

When he's having a PTSD attack, there's nothing more soothing than you lulling him back into reality. His 100 mile stare can make him seem as if he's not all there anymore, but a gentle word in his ear and an even gentler squeeze of the hand can help slowly help him gain awareness.

If he's having more of a … Severe one, yeah one or two cute words won't help him snap out of it quickly. You're gonna have to pull him out of it a lot more. But, if you can handle that (without getting too close because YOU WILL get punched), then he's forever indebted to you.

And holy shit. When you sing?

He thought he had died for a minute and some sort of angel or saint was guiding him back home.

It had to be. There's no way someone sounds THAT good.

Unlike Aesop, he's not the best singer… like at all. So he'd rather let the professional do it.

Tip from me to you. Don't ask him to sing. You'll get "..... They call me da Merc… I'm all for the wor-"

#anon #anon ask #x reader #x y/n #identity v #idv #naib subedar #naib subedar x reader #idv aesop carl #identity v aesop carl #aesop carl #aesop carl x reader

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harlowcomehome · 1 year

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How we met:

A/N: This is the start of my series between Jack and Y/N (AKA Hazel & Jades mom.) This is based in Atlanta, GA. TWTAS was released December 11th 2020. They are meeting weeks after it’s release.

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You were walking around your shared apartment, struggling to find something to wear. Layla, your best friend was a singer who mainly covered songs at weddings and events. She had a gig tonight, and as much as you wanted to be there, you had other plans.

You had a date, which was a rare occurrence. If anyone was unlucky in love, it was definitely you. You were nervous for your date tonight, it had been a while since you dated anyone and you were ready to put yourself back out there. You had just finished your hair and make up when your phone dinged. You assumed it was Layla and sprung up, excited for her to finally give you some outfit suggestions but you were quickly disappointed when you realized it was Joseph, your date, canceling for the second time. You were frustrated with yourself, you had just assumed the first time was bad timing and decided to give him a second chance, now you felt silly knowing that if he was canceling plans, he definitely made them with someone else.

You wanted to cry, and be upset but you just couldn’t bring yourself to it. You always expected the worst, so no part of you was surprised. Just as you had sat on the couch to sulk, the front door began to open and there was Layla. “What’s the matter?” She asked instantly, hardly needing to look at you to know that something was off. “Joseph flaked again” you shrugged and she clicked her tongue at you. “ Come with me tonight! It’ll be fun” Layla begged in a sing-songy tone. “Where is it at?” You asked curiously, as you followed Layla into her room as she got ready.

“The Ventanas! I’ve sang there a few times remember?”

Your eyes widen, “is this the event for Atlantic records?”

Layla nodded excitedly as she peeked at you from the bathroom, “yeah! It’s super bougie but luckily I’m not the only one covering tonight. We can eat, drink and leave before midnight if it’s boring.”

“Am I allowed to come?” You asked nervously and Layla giggled “Yes! They told me and everyone in the band that we could bring a plus one!”

“What should I wear?” You asked as you sat with your legs crossed on Laylas bed.

“Emerald green dress! The long sleeve one with the mini black fur coat!”

Your eyes widened “how do you do that?” You jumped off her high bed, leaving the room to go change.

“It’s a gift” she giggled as she rushed to get ready.

You were nervous on the way to the venue, you weren’t sure why because you wouldn’t be the one singing but you just felt incredibly anxious. You moved the vent in the car to hit you directly, turning on the air conditioning. It was winter time in Atlanta but you were still sweating.

“You’re really sweating right now?” Layla giggled as she pulled into the parking area.

“You’re not? Aren’t you nervous?” You asked in shock, assuming that Layla knew just how many important people from the record label were going to be here.

“Nah, they won’t be paying any attention. This is their New Year’s holiday party, end-of-the-year rendezvous. They definitely aren’t going to be looking for any talent tonight” she shrugged as the two of you made your way out of the car and into the building.

The party was on the roof of the building, meaning you had a great view of the city. The venue was also prepared for winter events, meaning they had giant patio heaters spread throughout the rooftop.

You got a drink and sat down at your designated table, you spoke with some familiar faces. Layla had band mates and a few of them were married or had significant others that they had also brought. You nursed the drink in your hand, worried that if you actually drank it you’d have to search all over this great big building for a bathroom.

A few famous faces that you recognized trickled inside of the building, Lil Uzi Vert being one of many. You tried to hide your excitement, it was easy to as they were on one side of the rooftop and you were on the other. Even if they were near you’d be too shy to say anything, anyway.

Layla sang a handful of songs and when she was done the two of you and the rest of the band were served plated dinners.

“You’re not going to eat any of this are you?” Layla teased as you pushed around the food on your plate.

“Mmm, no” you giggled and she did too. You scanned the room while everyone else spoke. That was the good thing about being such a reserved person, you noticed things others didn’t.

You noticed him walk in, Jack that is. He was incredibly late, his curls were a mess and it was clear he and whoever he came with were in a rush to be there. Both Jack and his friend (who you later realized was Urban) looked like they were notified of this event less than five minutes ago. You found it somewhat adorable, and you couldn’t take your eyes off of him as he went around greeting everyone.

“Jack Harlow” Laylas band mate interrupted your daydream, taking you back a little. “That man you’re eye fucking from across the room love, his name is Jack Harlow” he chuckled and you felt your face immediately get hot with embarrassment.

“It’s okay babes, I don’t blame you” he teased and you managed to force an awkward giggle.

“Is that the what’s poppin guy? Brand new whip just hopped in?” Layla giggles as she nudges your shoulder.

Layla knew you had been playing TWTAS around the apartment ever since it came out but she wasn’t about to embarrass you in front of the table.

“We should go say hi” she whispered and you looked at her mortified. “Absolutely not, I’d rather jump off this roof” you joked and she snorted.

“Do you wanna leave?” Layla asked after a few minutes and you shrugged “I’m fine, do you want to?”

“No, I’m fine” she smiled and patted your leg with her hand for reassurance. “We have to find a bathroom though” she whispered and you nodded, the two of you standing to go find one.

Eventually you found the very long bathroom line and let Layla know you’d be waiting for her off to the side. You wanted to take some photos of the view for Instagram and finally had the opportunity to do it.

You were standing alone when you noticed Jack from the side of your eye, he wasn’t close enough to touch but he was close enough for you to notice him. You took a look at the outfit he was wearing, a cream colored cable knit turtleneck. He felt your gaze and smiled at you, you had been caught and all you could do was awkwardly smile back before pretending to be distracted on your phone again.

He eyed you up and down, and you could swear you felt it but ignored it assuming you had just been being hopeful. You took a few more photos of the view and before you could turn to leave, you heard him speak.

“Hi?” He walked directly over to you now. “Have we met? I’m Jack” he shook your hand and you smiled.

“I don’t think we have. I’m Y/N” you let out a soft nervous giggle and Jack could immediately tell you were the shy type.

“Y/N huh? I like that” he smiled and you did too, not saying a word.

“What made you decide to come here tonight Y/N?” He leaned against the wall, as he spoke to you.

“My best friend Layla, she actually covered some songs tonight” you hummed, trying to break the awkward eye contact you were unintentionally making. He smiled, he found your awkward energy endearing.

“Did you know that Atlanta is the only place where it’s legal to have rooftop parties in the winter?”

He smirked and you giggled “did you just make that up?”

“Perhaps” he grinned, making you laugh nervously again.

“You have a cute laugh, I like it” he hummed and you could feel your face getting warm again.

Before you could respond he was being ushered away by someone you assumed was management or someone on his team. He looked over their shoulder and held up a finger to you mouthing the words “be right back.”

Layla showed up almost immediately after, she noticed the look on your face.

“What did I miss?” She smiled and you did too.

“I just talked to Jack” you gushed.

She was shocked “as in Harlow?”

“Yeah, as in Harlow” you giggled.

Unfortunately, it was a while before you saw Jack again that night. Layla insisted on staying until past midnight to watch the fireworks from the rooftop and you didn’t mind it, you thought it would be a perfect excuse to wait around in hopes that Jack would have time to talk to you again.

It was almost perfect timing, 11:50 when Jack approached you. Layla immediately made herself scarce, flashing the both of you a big smile.

“Sorry, things got kind of crazy for a second there. Where were we?” he laughed awkwardly and you mirrored it.

“Oh yeah, your cute laugh” he teased and you shook your head.

“I didn’t think you’d come back” you changed the subject quickly off of yourself.

“Why wouldn’t I?” He questioned, eyeing you up and down once more.

You smiled and shrugged, “I thought you had already forgot about me” you teased.

“You’re the most beautiful woman at this party, how could I forget about you that quick?” He smiled and you finally looked over at him.

You really took him in, his features as a whole. His smile was infectious, his eyes were sparkling like something out of a movie. He was so tall that he basically towered over you, even in the heels that you had regretted wearing.

You made small talk for the next ten minutes. You had noticed a lot about him in these ten minutes. He was easy to talk to, he was actually really funny and oddly enough he never mentioned his work to you once. You were kind of surprised, knowing that he was in a position to be somewhat braggadocious and he wasn’t.

The clock was moments away from striking midnight. The room roared in unison counting down.

Your heart started to beat faster, Jack scooted closer to you and the two of you smiled as you leaned against the rooftop railing slightly to get a better view of the city.

You turned to Jack and the two of you mouthed “two, one” to each other. You wanted to go in for a kiss, that’s what people usually do at midnight right?

Jack bent down however, kissing your cheek, which surprised you.

You pulled back with a confused look on your face, “maybe we should save the first kiss for our first date?” He smiled before he handed you a napkin from his pocket with scribbled digits on it, you assumed he was holding on to it since you had spoke earlier.

You nodded, still in shock about how tonight had went as a whole. He asked if you were going to be okay, and you let him know you’d find Layla and then you’d be on your way. He gave you a quick hug before waving goodbye and leaving with a group of people.

Layla saw you standing there, staring at the napkin in your hands and walked over. “Did you get your new years kiss?”

“Not exactly” you smiled, shoving the napkin into your purse. “But I think I got something better” you hummed as the two of you made your way out to the parking lot.

“A date?!” Layla nudged your shoulder with hers.

You giggled in response and before you could say anything Layla turned to you “I need full details on this drive home, don’t skip anything!”

“Don’t worry, I won’t” you smiled.

#Jack Harlow #Jack Harlow x reader #Jack Harlow fluff #Jack Harlow concepts #Jack Harlow imagines #Jack Harlow Blurb

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multifandomsimagine · 17 days

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Gif Source: youngfcs

Imagine taking care of Johnny after he gets injured while performing

Johnny watches you flitter around your shared bedroom, moving from corner to corner to tidy up the room.

There's nothing much for you to clean, neither one of you likes clutter so you make a point of never leaving a mess. If the rest of the band were to see you, they would have probably thought you wanted

No, he knows the real reason as to why you're cleaning: you're trying to ignore him, too angry at him and his recklessness. Ever since this morning when Ricky and Vic helped bring him home from the hospital and moved him to the bed, you've had your back turned to him.

Being met with your back is not his only sign telling him you're upset. You've purposefully avoided looking at him too. He knows cause he's been trying to catch your gaze for the past few minutes and he's watched your eyes flit over him to focus on a new thing to tidy up.

You had warned him about being careful and safe at each one of the concerts you attended which he always brushed off your concern with a carefree grin.

"What's rock and roll without craziness and danger." He would tell you, pulling you into a kiss before pulling away to make his way onstage.

However, his luck didn't last very long as The Relentless' most recent concert left him with three shattered ribs.

"[Name]," Johnny calls out to you, trying to get your attention once more as he carefully and slowly moves himself into a seated position. The movement causes the broken bones inside him to shift and he groans in pain when a sharp stabbing sensation erupts inside him, even though he's pretty heavily medicated.

The sounds cause you to leave the dresser and rush over to him. "Johnny, you can't move! The doctor said you shouldn't make any unnecessary moves for the first few days. You have to give the bones time to fuse together."

The singer smiles as you finally meet his gaze but the smile quickly falls down when he gets a good look at you. There's no sign of anger on your face: no furrowed eyebrows, narrowed eyes, or clenched jaw. Instead, all he sees are puffy, tear-filled eyes, wet cheeks, and a deep frown. Your name leaves his lips in a soft voice before you start crying at his gentle tone.

"Do you know how scared I was?" You start, taking a shaky breath as you wipe the tears from your eyes. "I'm watching you from the side of the stage thinking, here goes Johnny again doing something reckless again, when you start climbing up the pillars.

Johnny doesn't say anything, knowing that you need to let this all out. Instead, he takes your hand in his and intertwines your fingers together, a small gesture to let you know that he's here for you.

"Then the next thing I know, I'm just watching you try to jump back on stage only to see you push off the pillar and miss the stage. I swear it was like it all happened in slow motion when I watched you slam into the stage." You break into a sob and look away from your boyfriend to stare at the bed, the memory playing once more in your head.

Johnny's face falls into a frown. Raising a hand, he pushes past a wince of pain to brush the falling tears away. "I'm sorry," He tells you, using a finger to raise your head to meet your eyes. "I didn't mean to scare you."

The two of you stay silent, taking the other in.

Your tears gradually stop and you take a shaky breath as you stare at Johnny. You lean into him, careful to not aggravate his injury, and softly bring him into a kiss. It's different from the other kisses you've shared. It's not one of the quick pecks where either he's rushing off to meet the band or you're on your way to work nor is it one of the heated makeout sessions you frequently find yourselves in. There's a different sense of desperation underlying this kiss conveying the fear you felt but there's also a sense of relief and reassurance. Relief that he's still here and that it wasn't anything worse. Reassuring him that you still love him despite the idiotic ideas that cross his mind and will cross his mind again.

When you finally pull back for some air, you rest your forehead against his and take the moment in. "I'm just glad you're okay."

#Johnny Faust x reader #Johnny Faust imagine #Johnny Faust imagines #American Satan x reader #American Satan imagine #American Satan imagines #Paradise City x reader #Paradise City imagine #Paradise City imagines #yoshino writes imagines #inspired by Andy's many stage injuries lol

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dreamcatchers-husband · 2 years

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Playful Teacher

Male Reader X Kim Minji (Jiu) Dreamcatcher

Length: 6300+

Tags: Breeding, Creampie, Mommy.

Tw: Mentions of death

A/N- Happy brithday to the leader of dc Jiu!

A rollercoaster. That’s the word you can use to describe how life is for you. You had your ups and downs like other people but at least you had a constant source of happiness.

“DAD!”

The sensation of your body bouncing as well as that sound quickly woke you up. As you open your eyes you see the source of the commotion and just smile.

“Alright alright, Gahyeon I’m awake. Why are you so jumpy this morning?”

“Dad, it's the first day of kindergarten!”

“Oh, right I forgot for a second. Let's get ready then!”

That source of happiness is your Five-year-old daughter, Gahyeon. Sure she could be loud and want a lot of attention among a lot of other things but you loved her.

After you brush your teeth and make sure Gahyeon does the same, you both head down to the kitchen where you pull out some ingredients to make breakfast.

“How do you want your eggs sweetie?”

“Scrambled!”

Pulling the eggs out of the carton you quickly turn on the stove and crack them into the pan. The sizzle of the eggs fills the kitchen as you add salt and then mix them. After a few more minutes pass you finally plate your food and place it in front of Gahyeon and your seat.

“Alright, my little fox let’s eat.”

“Thank you for the meal!”

Gahyeon and yourself enjoy your breakfast until you notice the time.

“Gahyeon. We need to get you to school soon. Finish your meal and let’s get you changed.”

Gahyeon quickly jumped up and ran to her room leaving the remainder of her food on the plate.

“Aish this girl. At least she almost finished it.”

After placing the dishes in the dishwasher you make your way back upstairs and hear running all across your daughter's room. As you open the door you see she is changed into a pair of overalls that made her look adorable.

“Dad, can you put hair in braid please?”

“Oh um, I can try but I’m not sure it will come out well.”

You know you’re no expert when it comes to things with girls' hair but it’s worth a try. As you pull back on her hair you open up your phone and try to follow behind on a video on how to braid her hair with no luck. Eventually, you see the time and know it’s time to go.

“Gahyeon honey, I don’t think I can do it and it’s time to go to school.”

You could see the look of disappointment on her face but she gives you a quick smile and a hug.

“It’s ok dad.”

Gahyeon makes her way downstairs as you are deep in thought. You wish you were more of an expert on girls to help your daughter. You wish she was still around to help you.

When you walk downstairs, Gahyeon has already put on her shoes as well as her backpack and is now waiting by the door to the garage. Opening the door, Gahyeon runs to her back seat and opens it. You walk up to the door and help her get set in her car seat.

“Ok, you look all set. Now we always keep our seatbelt on, right little one?

“Yes dad!”

Kissing Gahyeon on the forehead you get to the driver’s door and sit down. Settled in your seat you start the car and back your way out of the garage.

“Dad, can we hear music?”

“Sweetie, it's said, can we hear some music please?”

“Can we hear music please?”

“Eh close enough, sure little fox.”

As you switch the radio on, music starts to play and Gahyeon screech as her favorite song comes on and sings along.

“Shake it love! Shake it shake it shake it shake it love!”

“You have a pretty voice Gahyeon. Do you want to be a singer when you are older?”

“Yeah, like minx!.”

“We’ll study hard and we will see when you are older.”

Giggles fill the car as you look at the rear view mirror and see Gahyeon nod in agreement.

Ten minutes pass by as you finally arrive at the front of the school and park your car. Being the first day you have to bring your daughter in and find out who her teacher is. Arriving back at the passenger door you unbuckle Gahyeon from her seat and help her out. You then pull out her backpack and put it on her.

“Ok, are you ready honey?”

“Dad let’s go!”

Gahyeon was about to take off but you manage to grab her hand.

“Careful Gahyeon. Hold your dad’s hand and let’s walk in.”

Your daughter's small hand intertwined with yours as you both make your way to the front door. When you finally arrive at the front door you notice a woman with a clipboard talking to parents with younger children. Waiting in line you can feel the jitters all over your body and you aren’t sure why.

Finally, you arrive at the front of the line and see the smiling woman.

“Hi there, welcome to Seoul City elementary! Are you bringing your daughter for her first day of school?”

“Um yeah my name is Lee Sungho and my daughter is Lee Gahyeon. Say hi sweetie.”

“Hi, I’m Gahyeon!.”

“Hi Gaheyon, my name is Kim Bora but you can call me Ms. Kim. Now let me look at who’s class you are in.”

Bora then raises the Clipboard and looks through some of the sheets until she looks back at you both.

“Well looks like your teacher is the other Ms.Kim in the school. Her name is Kim Minji. Now walk Straight and her classroom is the six doors on the right.”

“Thank you very much, Bora. Gahyeon, say thank you and goodbye.”

“Thanks, bye!”

Gahyeon then tries to run into the school but you hold her and stop her.

“Nope, try it again.”

Gahyeon then quickly bows at Bora.

“Thank you and goodbye. Let’s go dad!.”

You and Bora can’t help but laugh at how cute your daughter is acting. With a quick nod, you enter the school and follow Bora’s instructions going six doors down and approaching a room with a bunch of laughter.

Entering the room you see kids all talking to each other but one child who is crying in a corner. The sight makes you sad but you also see the back of a blonde woman talking to the little girl. You start to walk a bit closer and start to overhear the woman.

“Awe sweetie, why are you crying?”

“M-My mom left.”

“Awe I'm sorry but your mom had to go to work but you can make a lot of new friends here. Also, I have some fun toys for you to play with. Look at my headband, do you like it?.”

The little girl nods and stares at the headband the woman had on.

“Well, this is really special to me but for you? Here, try it on.”

The woman then takes off her headband and places it on top of the little girl. A smile appears on the girl's face as she stops crying.

“Ok then dami, go talk to some of the other kids and have fun before Class starts.”

The little girl named Dami finally runs off to her classmates. Now that she is free, the woman turns around and you can’t help but notice how beautiful she is. She has round glasses on as well as a nice blue shirt and overalls. As the woman notices you two, she runs over and bows at you.

“Oh hello! Are you my final student?”

You look at your daughter and give her a small nod that she understands. Gahyeon bows toward her teacher and smiles.

“Hello, I am Lee Gahyeon. Please take care me.”

You and Ms.Kim can’t help but chuckle at her little mess-up in her sentence.

“Well, Gahyeon, it's very nice to meet you. I will be your Kindergarten teacher this year. My name is Ms.Kim ok?”

“Ok, Ms.Kim!”

At that time Gahyeon looks over to the rest of the students and starts to get all antsy.

“Can I go talk with kids?”

“Of course sweetie.”

Gahyeon almost pulls away from you but you pull her in for a hug. You honestly don’t want to let go but the whines that leave your daughter's mouth let you know it’s time to let her go.

“Ok Gahyeon, make some friends and make sure to study well. I love you my little fox.”

“Bye dad!”

Gahyeon finally runs off to the other students, quickly talking to a lot of them. Your daughter is growing up and it’s getting to you a bit. Your eyes start to water as you see Gahyeon making new friends. You are filled with surprise as you feel a pair of arms wrap around and hug you. Looking down a bit you can see it’s Ms. Kim.

“You would be surprised at how many parents get emotional dropping off their kids. Don’t worry I will watch after her while she is at school.”

You dry your tears a bit as you nod at her.

“Thank you Ms.Kim.”

“Call me Minji. I’ll let you know how she does when you come to pick her up this afternoon.”

Nodding your head you bow towards her and leave the school. On the drive back home you can’t help but wonder how Gahyeon is doing the entire home until you arrived. Parking the car in the garage you make your way into the living room and turn on the tv.

SQUEAK

You feel yourself sitting on top of something, it’s one of Gahyeon's stuffed animals. Picking up your mind fills with thoughts of Gahyeon playing with her toys and this stuffed animal. Your eyes start to fill with tears once again as you hug her fox plushie.

Time passes as you seem to wake up on the couch. The plushie still is in your hands as you pull your phone out. Several hours seem to have passed as you need to pick up Gahyeon in an hour. Your stomach growls as you slept through lunch.

“Well, I might as well have a little picnic with Gahyeon.”

You make your way to the kitchen as you pull out some rice and make a simple kimchi fried rice. You made quite a bit as you put it all in a container. Out of the fridge, you pull out a couple of bottles of apple juice and place them on the table. You head over to a closet and pull out a picnic basket and place all of your food in it.

Thirty minutes have passed as you head back to your car and place your basket in the back seat. Pulling out of the garage you begin to drive back to the school but there is traffic. Time quickly passes as you look down at the time. You are 15 mins late when you finally pull up at the school. Pulling up you see Minji talking to Gahyeon as they both are on the school swing set.

You park your car and pull out the basket and run over.

“I am so sorry I’m so late!”

“No no, it’s ok. I got to spend more time with Gahyeon.”

You walk over to the swing Gahyeon was on and open your arms for a hug. Warmth is all you can use to describe how you feel when Gahyeon hugs you back.

“How was your first day of school little one?”

“It was fun. I learned math.”

“Really now? Well, I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. Since we are right here at the playground do you want to have a little picnic right here? I made you some food.”

“Yay!”

That three-letter word lets you know her response so you pull out the blanket and set it down and then put the basket on top.

“Well, then Minji I need to thank you again for watching her since I was late.”

“Like I said it was no problem.”

“Ms.Kim, eat food!”

“Oh, you know what, you should join us Minji.”

“Oh I wouldn't want to impose on the time you spend with your daughter.”

“No, please join us. I’m sure Gahyeon would be excited to talk to you more.”

“Well, then I guess I can’t say no.”

Minji sits down on the blanket as you open the basket and pull out the food and drinks. Grabbing some plates from the basket you portion out the Kimchi fried rice in 3 portions and plate them. Once the rice is in front of the girls they reach into the basket and pull out their forks.

“Thank you for the meal!.”

Everyone starts to dig into the rice and slowly eats. For a few minutes, it’s silent until Gahyeon speaks up.

“Dad. One plus one is two!”

“That’s right Gah! What else did you learn?”

“One plus two is three!”

“Wow Gahyeon you learned that quick”

“Ms.Kim teach me.”

“Well thank you Minji.”

“It’s my pleasure to teach her. She’s a smart one and picks things up quickly.”

At that time Minji reached for her pocket and pulled out her phone.

“I’m sorry I actually need to go now but thank you for the meal. I will see you tomorrow Gahyeon.”

“Thank you for joining us and I will see you when I pick her up tomorrow.”

The smile that fills Minji’s face makes you happy. Almost the same as Gahyeon. This woman has gotten your attention. Something that hasn't happened since Gahyeon’s mother.

Gahyeon says her farewells to Minji as finally leaves. Once you and Gahyeon finish the rest of your meal everything gets packed up and put in the car. You drive back home as Gahyeon runs to her room and lays down. Walking up to her bed you can’t help but laugh seeing Your daughter already fell asleep. You kiss her on the forehead and walk back to your room. As you lay down in your bed your mind keeps going back to Minji and her smile. This woman is gonna fill your thoughts for sure.

Weeks go by as school continues. Your afternoons are constantly filled with small chats with Minji when you go to pick up Gahyeon. These small chats make you happy every time as You get to know her more and more. You were on your way back from picking up Gahyeon when she hit you with a surprising question.

“Dad. When will I get a new mom?”

You nearly slammed on the brakes when you heard that question. Luckily you calmed yourself down and pulled over to look back at your daughter.

“What did you just ask?”

“I want a new mom!”

“You have a mom Gahyeon.”

“But I want a new one!”

“Sweetie you don’t need a new mom.”

“But you lonely.”

Shock hits you as your five-year-old daughter somehow picked that up. Yes, you do have to admit you are lonely but you would never want to move on from Gahyeon’s mother. Who could even replace her?.

“I want Ms.Kim as a mom.”

“What!?”

“Ms.Kim nice and smiles at you a lot. You smile a lot at her too.”

You can’t even argue with Gahyeon as it’s true. You enjoy all these chats with Minji and want to talk to her more. Not only that but her beauty amazes you every time. Yes, you like Minji, but are you gonna really ask her out?”

“Be a happy dad.”

Those three words helped you make your decision. You are gonna ask out Minji.

“Ok little one. I will see what I can do. You are smart for a five-year-old at times.”

Gahyeon laughs as you continue your drive home.

The next day comes as you get Gahyeon ready for school. Dropping her off you see Minji at the front door. Parking the car you help your daughter out and walk to the front door.

“Ah good morning Gahyeon. Did you do your homework?”

“Yes Ms.Kim!”

“Good job! Why don’t you head inside then?”

Gahyeon hugs your leg as she runs into the school. Finally, it’s the moment of truth.

“Hi Minji. How are you this morning?”

“I’m good Sungho. I actually wanted to ask you something.”

“Oh sure, what is it?”

“I-Is there any chance you would want to go out to dinner? As in a date?”

“A-A date?”

“Um yes, these past few weeks when we speak have brought me much enjoyment and I would like to get you more.”

You can’t help but laugh a bit as Minji looks at you confused.

“I was gonna ask you out right now myself. I would love to go out on a date with you. How about dinner on Saturday?”

“That would be great.”

You pull out your phone and hand it to Minji. She quickly understands and types in her phone number.

“I will pick you up on Saturday. Just text me your address.”

“I will. I’m looking forward to our date then.”

“Me too.”

Ring Ring!

The school bell goes off as the rest of the teachers head back into the school.

“Ok then. I will see you later then.”

“Goodbye.”

Minji smirks and heads into the school. Your first date in five years. You better make sure it goes well.

The next three days pass by in a blur as it’s finally Friday. Your outfit consists of a blue dress shirt, a striped tie, and khakis. Walking downstairs you can hear a whistle and claps.

“You look good Oppa!”

“Thanks, Siyeon. Again thank you for looking after Gahyeon while I go on this date.”

“Hey, I’m always down for more time with my niece. I brought a travel bag and can stay here all night if I need to.”

A smirk appears on your sister's face as she looks at you.

“Is dad not coming home tonight?”

“Yes I am.”

“We will see, but don’t be surprised if he doesn’t sweetie.”

Gahyeon just nods as you look at your sister. She is laughing again.

“I will be coming home.”

“Ok ok but if you aren't, just send me a text.”

“Haha sure fine.”

“Now go have the time of your life with Minji.”

Making your way to the garage you pull your car out and pull to the side. Once you put the address in the GPS you follow the directions. After about a twenty-minute drive you arrive at a small home and park in front of it.

Stepping out of your vehicle you walk to the front door and ring the doorbell.

“COMING!”

Thirty seconds pass as the front door opens.

Minji steps out in a fully white outfit and a beret. Her beauty is comparable to a goddess. You wouldn't be surprised if she was one.

“W-Wow. You look amazing.”

A tint of pink appears on Minji’s face as she smiles.

“Thank you. You look very handsome yourself as well.”

“T-Thank you. Are you ready?”

Minji nods as you reach your hand out.

“Well then let’s go!”

As you both leave her front door you get to your car and open the passenger door and help Minji sit down. Once she’s all bucked in you run to your door and jump in. The engine roars to life as you pull back out onto the road. You and Minji stay silent for most of the ride. Both you and she are nervous. Arriving at the restaurant you park your vehicle and run to help Minji out.

“Such a gentleman. Thank you.”

You and Minji then make your way to the front door of the restaurant and enter.

Arriving at the hostess’s table you wait for a few moments until she arrives.

“Hello, welcome to Seoul steak house. Do you have a reservation?”

“Yes. It’s under Lee Sungho.”

The woman then looks at her tablet and nods, smiling.

“Ah yes I found your reservation for two. Please follow me.”

Following the hostess, you make it to a table that is a bit more separated from the others, just how you wanted it.

“I hope this table is to your liking. Your waitresses will be Yoohyeon and I hope you enjoy your meal.”

“Thank you!”

Once sat down both of you open your menus and start to look through them. You already know what you want to eat being here before so you place your menu down and just look at Minji. After another minute she placed her menu down as well and looked at you.

“What will you be getting?”

“Oh, I just want the filet with Demi glazed vegetables. What about you?”

“I’m getting the New York strip with the vegetables.”

“Well, you two made my job easy.”

Looking to the side you see the waitress writing down on a small notepad.

“I just happened to come here to get your drink orders but heard what you guys want already. How do you guys want your meat cooked?”

“I will have it medium well.”

“I will have it the same as well.”

“Ok, perfect. What would you guys like to drink?”

“Oh Minji, are you fine with white wine?”

She nods her head as you look back at Yoohyeon.

“Can we have 2 glasses of your best Moscato?”

“I have the perfect Moscato for your meals. I will go put in your orders and bring you back your wine.”

“Thank you.”

As the waitress leaves you to look down and play with your fingers a bit. You need to talk to your date.

“So Minji. What made you want to be a teacher?”

A smile fills her face. She must like to talk about her work.

“Well, I always loved spending time with my brother and helping him with homework and such. Doing that most of my life ended up giving me a love for teaching and helping those who are younger than me. I also have a love for children so when you combine them both, being a teacher is the perfect job.”

“That’s amazing. Is being a teacher all you hoped it would be?”

“Yep. All these kids are so cute and the looks on their faces when they learn something new always makes me smile.”

At that time yoohyeon placed your glasses of wine in front of you both and she walked away.

“So what do you do for work?”

“Well, I have a lot of money and don’t need to work. I inherited a lot from them when they passed. So the only focus in my life is my daughter.”

“Oh I’m sorry about your parents but I’m glad you give your daughter so much love.”

Yoohyeon comes back at that time with your meals and places them in front of you both.

“Your meals got cooked quickly today. I hope you enjoy them. Do you need anything else right now?”

“I think we are all set thank you.”

“Enjoy your meals.”

Both you and Minji quickly dig in and eat your meals.

“Wow, it's delicious. How is your filet?”

“It’s really good!.”

Minji and yourself continue to eat for a bit until you hear Minji speak up.

“So I know it’s the first date but I’m curious about something. Is Gahyeon’s mother still around?”

You figured a question like this would eventually come.

“No, she’s not. She sadly passed away giving birth to Gahyeon.”

“Oh I’m so sorry. What was she like?”

“She was always so sweet. We met in college and fell in love. We dated for a couple of years and eventually, she got pregnant. She was nervous to tell me about it but when I heard the news I was ecstatic. We went to the doctor and got her checkups constantly and everything was fine. Then her water broke and we went to the hospital. Turns out her heart was not able to handle the birth and she sadly passed.”

“I’m so sorry about that. Does Gahyeon know what happened?”

“She doesn’t know how it happened but she knows her mother passed.”

“That's for the best right now. You are a strong man.”

You nod as small tears leave your eyes.

“Yeah, to be honest, this is my first date since she died.”

Minji’s eyes shoot wide open to hear that.

“Wow, well I’m honored to be the first.”

You feel something grab your hand as you see Minji is the one grabbing it.

“I'm guessing you aren’t speaking much since it’s your first date in a while huh?

All you can do is nod.

“Well, I want you to know I’m still enjoying myself.”

Hearing her say that makes you smile. Most people would run away hearing stuff like this on a first date but she’s open to this.

The rest of your meal passes by with you finally opening up to Minji more and enjoying your night with her. Eventually, Yoohyeon returns to clear your table.

“I hope you enjoyed your meals. Would you two like dessert?”

Just as you are about to speak, Minji speaks up first.

“No, we are all set. Just the check please”

“Very well.”

Minji saying no to dessert makes you a bit sad but she can tell you feel like that.

“I have some homemade ice cream at home I want you to try. Let’s just pay the bill and head back to my home.”

“Oh sure!”

Once Yoohyeon brings the check back you pull out some cash and place it on the table.

“Let’s go then Minji.”

You extend your hand and you feel it Intertwined with Minji’s. The walk back to the car is a bit slow as you both just continue to get to know more about each other, holding hands.

Once at the car, you both hop in and head back to her home. Just like the walk earlier, the ride back is full of conversation about each other’s lives and Interests until you finally arrive. Helping out Minji, you get to her front door and she pulls out her key from her purse and opens the door.

You're faced with a small but cozy home. The blue walls match the decor that is All around.

“Sit down on the couch and I will bring over the ice cream I made.”

“Are you sure you don’t need any help with it?”

“I’m sure. Now just wait and get ready to have the best ice cream of your life.”

Well, you can’t argue with that so you just sit down as she told you.

Sounds fill the home as the freezer opens and plates are grabbed. Eventually, Minji walks over with two bowls and she places them down on the living room table. Looking at bowls you see it's chocolate ice cream with strawberry sauce on top.

“I made this myself. Let me know how it tastes.”

You grab the bowl excitedly as you grab a spoonful and put it in your mouth. This homemade ice cream was amazing.

“Minji! It’s so good!”

“Really!?”

“Yeah, I mean it.”

Minji then grabs her bowl and starts to eat her dessert as well. Your conversations continue as you both stuff your faces with the ice cream.

“So I have been meaning to ask, why did you ask me out?”

“Well, I always enjoyed the conversations we had when you came to pick up Gahyeon. I ended up wanting to have more and more conversations with you and my feelings for you started.”

“Oh wow, similar to me.”

“Well, I guess it’s my turn to ask then. Why did you want to ask me out?”

You start to laugh a bit trying to figure out how to explain it.

“Well like I said I also loved talking to you but the main reason was Gahyeon asked me a question.”

“What question?”

“Um, I don’t mean to scare you but she asked me when she would get a new mom.”

You expected Minji to freak out a bit but she just laughs.

“She’s a young girl. Of course, she is wondering about having a mom when she sees others with one.”

“ I don’t mean to drop that on you.”

“No no, it’s ok. To be honest I’m at an age where I’m looking to date with marriage in mind. So I want us to see how this relationship goes.”

“Oh. Yeah, that sounds good.”

The night continues as Minji pulls out a bottle of wine and pours you both a glass. Slowly you feel the wine getting to you a bit. It would be best not to drive.

“Um. It’s getting a bit late and I had a bit to drink. I should order an Uber.”

Minji seems to scoot a bit closer to you as she grabs your hand.

“Why don’t you spend the night?”

“Huh?”

“Spend the night. It’s ok.”

“O-oh I wouldn't want to impose.”

“I have a spare room that you can sleep in. Just text your sister that you will spend the night.”

“A-Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I’m sure. Just text her.”

Accepting her invitation you pull out your phone and send Siyeon a text telling her you would be staying.

Buzz Buzz

“I fucking told you. Have fun!”

“Yah.”

All you can do is laugh as you stand up from the couch.

“Let’s bring you to the room.”

Minji stands up and you follow behind her as she enters a room. When you step in you see the room is filled with things.

“Oh who sleeps here?”

Slam

You look back and see the door is closed and Minji is staring at you like a hungry animal.

“Oh it’s my room. You aren’t gonna need to see the other one.”

Before you can even say anything a blur rushes towards you as you feel Minji’s lips attack your own. This kiss is aggressive and you have no time to react as you fall backward on top of the bed. Your first kiss in five years. All the lust you have had sealed away appears as you push your tongue into her mouth. Both of your tongues chase each other in her mouth. You both finally pull back from the kiss gasping for air.

You feel Minji reach for your tie and she removes it and then starts to unbutton your shirt. You help her a bit and rip it off your body. You grunt a bit as you feel her mouth start to suck on your neck. Her kisses and bites she leaves move down to your chest down to your abs. You feel your pants unbuckle so you raise your waist and they get pulled off by Minji.

Bliss hits your body as you feel a hand wrap around your cock. The strokes are slow but feel amazing.

“Nice and hard cock for mommy huh?. Let’s get you a bit slicker.”

You feel your dick start to get wet as she lubes it up with her spit. Her speed increases as she keeps stroking you nonstop. You thought it couldn’t get any better until a pair of lips wrap around your cock. The small sucks on your tip drives you crazy as you feel your shaft move down her throat. As you reach the back of her throat you expect her to move back quickly but she holds your cock there for almost ten seconds. Gasping for air Minji laughs and continues to bob her head up and down. Her hand moves to your balls as she continues to play with them. You are embarrassed but you're gonna cum soon.

“Minji. I’m gonna cum.”

Minji’s seal around your cock ends as she strokes you as fast as she can.

“Good, mommy is thirsty. Drop that load down my mouth.”

Those words drive you mad as your cock moves back into her throat. Once you reach the end you shoot your load down her throat, painting it white.

Eventually, Minji pulls her mouth off your shaft as she jumps up and smiles at you.

“Such a big load for mommy.”

A smile fills your face as you begin to kiss her neck giving her small bites. Just as she did, you help remove her top finding a white bra covering her breast. Your hands move to her back as you unhook it and remove it from her body. Your kisses move to her shoulder and inwards finally reaching her breast. Your mouth attaches to her nipple as behind to suck on it. Small moans leave Minji’s mouth as you continue your assault on her nipple. Leaving the right one you move to the left one and swirl your tongue all around it.

Your hands move to her skirt as you undo the zipper and pull it off her. Her white panties remain as you pull down on those as well. The fiery lust you feel drives you insane as your kisses continue to her thighs then closer and closer to her pussy. Once you arrive at her pussy you give it a small kiss and begin to lick her folds. The small licks cause Minji to moan. Your hand reaches up and opens her folds.

When you open her folds you quickly find her clit and begin to give it little flicks. You feel Minji grab your head as she pulls you deeper into her pussy. You continue your assault on her clit licking it and giving small nibbles. The juices that leave Minji’s pussy make you more and more thirsty for them.

“Fuck I’m close. Make mommy cum sweetie!.”

You increase the speed of your tongue moving as fast as you can. Finally, the rush of fluids hits your face as you try to drink as much as possible. Her juices are sweeter than the ice cream you had earlier.

Pulling back from her legs you dive back into her lips and make out with her. Once your little make-out session ends you smile at Minji.

“It’s been a while for me.”

“Me too.”

You feel a hand wrap around your cock again. Getting you hard again.

“Now sweetie, mommy wants this cock to fill her. Do you think you can do that?”

You aren’t sure why but Minji calling herself mommy is turning you on more and more every time.

You flip yourself on top of Minji and line your cock up with her folds. You push your length into her pussy. With how wet she is, you slip in easily but feel her walls grip you. You could have almost cake again already but stopped yourself. Your hips begin to move back and forth as you enter and exit her pussy. Grunts leave your mouth as you reach your hand to her waist and increase your speed.

“Fuck. Keep going baby.”

You drop down a little and attach your lips back to Minji’s breast. Small sucks on her nipple causing Her to moan. Her vaginal muscle begins to grab your cock causing you one of the best feelings you have ever had on your dick. Pulling Minji back up, you managed to get at a different angle and continue to piston in and out of her pussy. Your dick hits something different in her pussy as Minji begins to scream, you found her G-spot.

You move as fast as possible as her pussy nearly stops you from moving from how tight she got. Finally, a rush of fluids shot out of her pussy. Minji’s whole body shook and her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

Placing Minji back down you let her breathe for a bit as your dick is telling you that you’re close to cumming. Minji looks back at you and smirks.

“That was amazing. I think it’s your time to cum though.”

Minji begins to move her hips as your peak is getting close.

“Hey Sungho.”

“M-Mommy?”

“Why don’t we give you another daughter?”

Your eyes shoot open wide as Minji increases her speed.

“Come on. Drop that load in my pussy and make me a mommy.”

This was the first date but all that leaves your mind as you fuck her with all the strength you had left. Your peak has finally arrived as you shoved your length as deep as possible into her, shooting your load into her womb. Six shots of your cum fill her pussy as you stay in her. Once your orgasm ends you pull back and exit her cavern. You see some of your cum leave her pussy as Minji scoops some of it up and licks it up.

You are exhausted and lay down next to Minji and hug her. You give her small kisses on her face as she just smiles.

“This might be a weird time to ask but what are we then?”

Laughter leaves Minji’s mouth for a bit till she speaks up.

“I’m your girlfriend now. And who knows, maybe your wife in the future.”

“I would like that.”

After that Tiring activity, you feel your eyes slowly begin to close.

“Goodnight sweetie.”

Time quickly passes by as it’s finally a year later.

“Ok Gahyeon, are you ready for the start of first grade?

“Yes dad.”

“Do you have your backpack sweetie?”

“Yes mom.”

Helping Gahyeon out she starts to run towards the front door until you yell at her to stop.

“You have to give your family a hug goodbye sweetie!.”

Gahyeon rushes back as you kneel and hug her. Your wife Minji gets down low a bit with your other daughter in her hands. Gahyeon hugs and kisses them both as well.

“Bye mom, bye dad, bye Arin. I love you three.”

“Bye!”

Yep. You did end up marrying Minji when you found out she was pregnant with your child and you were over the moon to find out. Gahyeon was also excited to have a little sister and mom now. You were happy, Gahyeon was happy and Minji was happy.

Who knew that the playful teacher you met that day would be your wife?

A/N 2- Thank you for reading this longer fic. I’m slowly getting to all the Dreamcatcher members. I’m not sure what my next long fic will be but thank you for all the support have been getting!. until next time

#smut #dreamcatchersmut #jiusmut #kpopsmut

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Superstar!

summary: Y/N is going to their favorite band concert. Little do the brothers know is that they're huge fans.

Characters: Leo, Raph, Mikey, and Donnie!

Reader: GENDER NEUTRAL.

Relationship: CRUSH (no established relationship)

Warnings: None other than Being Biased over Leo, maybe characters being ooc idk

Words: 3495.

A/N: I saw one of my favorite writers of this fandom reblog ideas for these characters! I found it adorable and decided to write it. I'll link each song which is being played, (most that I personally like.) ALSO I got a bit lazy at the end, so I apologize for that. Please enjoy!

Tags: @jasontoddisbest thank you for the ideas! Even if I'm not who you'd expect a tag from. Ideas Here!

[ If you have any constructive criticism or corrections for any of my English do let me know! :) ]

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A few hours ago, you won a raffle online for 5 tickets to a concert, you decided to bring the Mad Dogs and April!

Imagine how excited one of the brothers were when their crush asked him to a concert.

April knows how much of a fan you are for this band, you were "MARRY ME" crazy for these band players. However the brothers have no clue how much you are a fan of them. You always kept most to yourself, as a quiet person. Which they all respected. Which now takes us now back to the present. Where you have a glow sticks in your hands, A shirt of your favorite band member, and hidden excitement.

As the brothers stand with you (holding their own glow sticks) they watch with you as the stage lights up with color. And as the concert begins rocking out... You stomped on the floor excitedly, screaming the lyrics, and of course, squealing.

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💙 Leo

Song: I Just Threw Out The Love Of My Dreams - Weezer

April and his brothers were teasing him the instant they all got the text. He was happy to be with you, especially in a concert you love! It tells him more about you WHILE being with you. He was a bit concerned for one particular reason. Every single interaction he and his brothers had with you... you always seemed to back out. He understood if you were scared of some of the things he does. April has to deal with them daily. Whether for mission or fun. He doesn't want to scare you, oh no, no. He just wants to include you in their activities. So does his brothers and April.

So, you all were standing in the dark stadium. Mikey was talking with April about the band, and Leo being Leo: he eavesdropped. To his surprise he heard you having a massive crush on the singer of the band. His attention glanced to you watching you jump up and down a little. He chuckled to this sight. You were cute, and that was one of the reasons his heart acted weird around you.

He hasn't felt this way before, which is understandable. Due to him being a mutated turtle in the sewers. It wasn't until April introduced you to them out of a mere accident. While they all tried entering Aprils' quarters in the middle of the night you screamed. You knew April was a teensy bit weird, but you had no clue she'd be friends with turtles. You quickly became their friends too! In your own way.

But you, out of everybody made Leo act differently. He seemed to be less cocky, and tried to make you laugh more! There were times he received confused stares, but you always smiled to yourself to each one. He seemed to want to know more about you! Have more interactions and memories with you! He wanted to see you smile.

Before he could daydream about you and him further, bright lights lit up. His brothers, April, and himself in awe watched as the guitarist began to shred.

He would've been a liar if he said the music was bad. The music was so energetic, it popped. He wondered if you had an energetic personality under that timid shell of yours. He was going to ask you a question about the concert until he was interrupted by the sound of a loud voice. It was the lead-singer beginning the first song. He didn't have expect much from you, until the first few verses were sung. In the blink of a second, the person he thought you were disappeared. As you began screaming the lyrics with the crowd. It almost scared him, not in a bad way though. He just always saw you as a quiet person!

A flashback to when Mikey asked you about your favorite bands, songs, foods, etc. You only responded in shy short answers. You never went deeper into your answers and it only intrigued the curious blood bandana turtle. Or to when, April tried including you in a selfie. And you at first rejected the offer saying it should be with the brothers and her since you "didn't look good." Which was and still is a lie in Leo's eyes. You were included in the selfie with April in the end to the brothers encouraging you. He really hoped you'd bring out that side of you out more. No matter how loud or goofy it is.

He watched as you raised your light sticks shaking them with the audience. You knew ALL the lyrics to heart, while Leo did find this cute, adorable even. He did feel a little jealous. He had suspicions that you were just shy, to hide an amazing personality like this, but he didn't expect it to be true! It just made him think on how he could let you out of your "shell" more. That you didn't have to be afraid of anybody's opinion about how you acted. This was all so new to him. A visible blush was all over his face watching you smile.

If he could take a photo of this moment, he would. Always displayed on his wall of posters. But he wouldn't tell his brothers about that.

Choosing to be a good friend, he cheered with you. Chanting lyrics with the audience, even when he did mess some up. He waved his glow stick as if his life depended on it. Thank goodness it was dark, nobody could see there were even turtles in the crowd. And even if someone did see, they'd assume they were mascots in costumes. Or strange looking humans with clothes on.

After the concert ended, the band began to speak with people in the concert. Your shy demeanor returned and you REALLY wanted to talk with the singer and get an autograph. He could tell you wanted one, due to how you looked at the group Infront. He placed his hand on your shoulder. Looking at the group with you, "You want an autograph Don't cha?"

You nodded your head, "Yeah... But I can't imagine myself talking to one of them." He had a look of confusion for a moment. "You can't say that! I just saw you become a whole different person." Your eyes widened, embarrassed. You whispered so quietly that he almost didn't hear you.

"Y- you heard all of that?"

He smirked, "Obviously." Before you said anything else he interrupts you. "But! Everybody else was cheering so... I don't see what's so wrong. You just keep saying you can't talk to them when you clearly can!" Was he trying to do a pep talk with you? You found this all silly, but really sweet. A boost of confidence filled your body. "You're right Leo! Thank you. Be right back!"

And off you went running to the line getting your autograph. Mikey smiled at Leo, poking at him. "Leo's got a S/O~" he chanted. His friends giggled with Mikey, but he didn't care. He watched as you let out that cute bright smile of yours. Visibly talking to your favorite band in the world. Your squeals of happiness holding the part of your signed shirt.

He smirked to himself, Eating up all the teasing. "Cute."

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❤️ Raph

Song: Breakin' My Heart (Pretty Brown Eyes) - Mint Condition

You were his first crush, and he didn't know how to act around you. Whenever you were around him he always had this smile that made you smile. It was hard to stop him. You were just, you! You seemed so patient around him. Even if you didn't say much, you alone could make his stomach flutter. Which was what happened when he read the text of inviting him, his brothers, and April to a concert.

It made him worry a bit though, how would he go out with his large spiky figure. But you reassured him that nobody would see that they were turtles. After a lot of convincing he decided his family should be able to go. So after a couple hours, you all made it to the stadium. While the dark environments scared him a little. Being around you helped him out big time. Like Leo, he didn't expect your attitude to change. But it did. He didn't make a fuss about it, but he noticed that you were more.. optimistic? You and April kept talking about the band. And he could notice how serious you were about this event.

As the oldest of his brothers, it was on him to make sure everybody got along and/or were comfortable. That applied especially to you. You were always a quiet person, and he respected that! His younger brother Donnie doesn't like many things, but that doesn't make him less of a person. He was still his little brother even if he disliked physical touch.

He was knocked out of his thoughts after you handed him a light stick. He was a bit confused, looking at you. "What is this for?" He tilted his head a bit as well. You chuckled, "You'll see Raph. You'll see..." He could only nod with his silly smile. His crush on you wasn't something he could hide easily, He tries his best to hide it though. All of his brothers and Splinter found out after a week. So he hopes you don't know about his feelings for you.

He glanced to the left side of him. With Leo and Mikey giving him a thumbs up. They were sending a silent "You're doing great Raph!" message. He blushed to himself; embarrassed.

His attention was suddenly stolen by the stage lighting up. There were moving lights that were either colorful or just white. He didn't know what to expect, until he heard a loud keyboard begin playing with drums. The words "Pretty" , "Brown" , "Eyes” were heard before he was introduced to a whole new environment. The song sounded smooth and well-put together. And as the whole song finally began to start... he heard the loudest squeal he has ever heard in his life. Where did that come from?

Was it Donnie? Was he stimming out again to the music? No- He didn't seem to care about the concert.

Mikey was vibing with the whole thing, shaking his light sticks with the crowd...

And Leo- wait why is Leo looking at Raph?

No, he wasn't looking at him specifically, more... wait.

Raph turned his head to you happily singing with the crowd. Now this was something new. You just began to sway to the music moving your light stick from left-to-right. He saw that you had one of the biggest smiles he's ever seen on your face. Were you crying? Raph had no clue you liked this band THIS much. His eyes focused on your face, awestruck of your adoration for this band.

It reminded him of when he and his brothers watched Sydney Allen. She always seemed to make them all happy and loved watching her. Maybe it was a bit different though. With you loving a band and them loving a professional skateboarder. Either way, this just made him fall for you even more. Especially to the saxophone playing in the song. He couldn't help but sway from left to right as well. The song reminded him of you immensely.

He glanced at you again, wondering if you could see. He was a big turtle after all. He leaned down to you, catching you by surprise...

"Y/N, can you see?" He asked quickly, he didn't even notice how close his face was to yours. You blushed to the question and looked in front of you. You actually couldn't really see well. Maybe it's because of the people in the crowd... "Nah, I can't really see from here." You frowned at yourself. He wasn't going to allow you to frown at something you cherish so very dearly. "Do you want to sit on my shoulders?" The question was so... random. You didn't want to really put him through the effort of carrying you. "No, no.. it's fine I can just lis-"

"No Y/N, it isn't fine. You should be able to enjoy things like this!" You thought about those words, deeply. You nodded your head in agreement and you were suddenly on top of his shoulders. You could see everything so clearly, much better than the ground. And, bonus! Being on top of a large strong turtle's shoulders made you easily visible to the singer. He gave you a wink and smile and you have never felt so happy.

Raph smiled, moving his glow sticks slowly from side-to-side. He wishes to see more of this side of you...

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🧡 Mikey

Song: Give it to me - SISTAR

Let's be honest, you both spoke about the song firsthand. He coincidentally caught you listening to the song on your phone! He asked about it, and you shyly info dumped. He listened to the song himself and he absolutely adored it. It was so up-beat and something you could dance too. So when he received a text that you won tickets and chose to go with him, his brothers and April see their concert? He COULDN'T say no.

He never really noticed his crush on you, until a few days ago! You were a good person in general, with an amazing voice. He only wished you could share your voice with the team more. You both hummed to songs together and honestly, his brothers could notice the crush he had for you.

It wasn't until his brother, Leo pointed it out. "Hey Mikey, you seem to act more.. more..." Mikey tilted his head staring at his older brother. Donnie then decided to join in, "Fond of Y/N." Leo nodded his head quickly, "Yeah! You and them are really close."

"..How close?" Mikey still didn't understand what they were saying. "Very, very close. And that's two 'very's."

He couldn't catch the hint until Raph butted in, "Do you have a crush on Y/N Mikey?" Mikey's cheeks lit up in red, trying to deny it. Before all the three brothers came together saying "Mikey has a-" "CRUSH?"

And that's how Mikey figured out he had a crush on you, but back to the story...

"Y/N are you excited? Because I am!!" He smiled towards you and you couldn't help but nod. April began talking with you about the band and any facts you knew. He was surprised how much you knew about the girl band. On which song was the most seen, your bias, your faves, everything. You brought a different sort of light stick. It wasn't really.. a stick. More of a wand!

He actually didn't expect you to arrive in all of your merchandise for this band. Like, at all. You were wearing wrist bands of the members names, a shirt with your favorite member, and had paint on your cheeks to represent that favorite member. Hm, what if you had orange paint on your face to represent him? He could only imagine... He could hear you happily infodump further, especially about one particular person. "Soyou? Y/N, who's Soyou?" You quickly turned your head ready to answer him before the famous piano start began. The crowd began to roar, and he witnessed you scream and jump up and down. Now Mikey has seen many things, such as Meat Sweats, Hypno the hippopotamus, and a talking news reporter worm. But this? He has never seen this.

Normally, when he's excited he jumps up and down, but he wouldn't scream. Exceptions to Jupiter Jim.

Mikey watched as you transformed into a different person. The shy persona you had was stripped off of you. And as he continued to think about you; he understood why somebody would act differently to this sort of song. It was upbeat, the rhythm was placed in a way you could recognize it immediately, and the singing was made together really well. He watched the choreography of the dancers onstage with you. He couldn't help but notice you swaying your hands from side-to-side. Your "wand" becoming different colors. His eyes sparkled with amazement.

"Where did you buy THAT Y/N?" He shouted, not so loud to alert anybody else, but loud enough for you to hear. "Oh! I got this on the merchandise site!! Aren't they amazing?!" He nodded as you both began to dance to the song. The both of you became in sync as you both chanted the lyrics to the song.

It was as if the world just faded away and it was you and him. Dancing on the stars to a good song. Was this what being lovestruck felt like? Quickly, the hallucination ended to the crowd clapping to the end of the song.

"Haha! Mikey you were great!" You exclaimed, clapping your hands. He couldn't stop smiling at those words. "You too Y/N!"

Later that day, watching the live stream that was taken with the group, April immediately recognized something. "Y/N! Look! It's you!!" Your eyes widened to the sight of you dancing with Mikey in the video.

"Well would you look at that~ Mikey danced with Y/N!" Leo laughed.

Mikey blushed before you suddenly spoke up, "Welp Leo, I think I'm a better dancer than Mikey!"

Everybody was surprised to see you moving from your shy persona to this one. April smirked, "Well Mikey? How ya going to take that?" It took a moment for the message to sent in. Y/N saying they're a better dancer than HIM?

"OH Y/N YOU'RE ON!"

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💜 Donnie

Song: SLOW DANCING IN THE DARK - Joji

He never expected himself to have a crush on you. Donnie is an unique individual, and he knows that. He has a prodigy-like brain, he doesn't expect people to catch up with him. As long as he has his friends and family he'd be fine. That was, until he met you.

April chose to bring you over one day, since you began questioning the person who was helping her on her science projects. Since they were epic fails. Finding out it was Donnie, you began to scold him, which didn't really work out for you. April had to explain to Donnie that you were somebody who lacked confidence, so the fact you got angry at him was surprising. She tried encouraging a friendship between you and the brothers. You got along with three brothers, except Donnie for a while. While you both had your ups and downs in friendship, you both eventually came to a mutual agreement to one another. You were smart, but not to his level. Yet you always listened to him rant about his inventions. Especially about "The Drill."

That's when he began acting weird, where he paid attention to you more than a couple seconds. To where he always seeked your attention, it was unbearable. He chose to speak with April about these emotions.

She explained to him that he was in love with Y/N. For a while he tried denying such thoughts and feelings, until he received a text from you, asking if he, his brothers, and April wanted to come to a concert with you. He quickly answered with a yes, not knowing what type of concert he'd be going to. Which now brings to him slouching over, trying to look like he's interested.

It's not that he didn't want to go somewhere with you, it's just that he could do so much more things than stand in a dark room with strangers. He scrolled on his phone for a while before you returned from the restroom. He quickly stood up straight looking at you. "C'mon Donnie, think of your Bad Boy persona..." He rolled his eyes a bit, smirking towards you. "That took you a while didn't it? What did you eat before you even got here?" You chuckled poking him silently. "I take that you're excited for... this." You nodded your head before seeing April walk towards you. He continued scrolling on his phone searching up the singer of this concert. He wasn't surprised seeing noncolorful covers and didn't bother to look at the lyrics.

Then, finally the concert started. Your eyes turned to the stage immediately. Donnie slowly got off his phone, focusing his attention on the music. It wasn't half-bad. It was almost calming in a way. It scratched that one part in the back of his brain, that he couldn't reach. "Hey your music isn't so ba-"

The crowd began to scream the lyrics with the singer, and you joined it. Tears in the corner of your eyes to how good the song was.

"Give me reasons we should be complete; you should be with them I can't compete..."

Donnie for once, didn't know what to say. Watching you scream your heart out. He one, wanted to stop you. That you'd probably gain a sore throat because of screaming. But you seemed so.. happy.

An image appeared in his head of you both waltz dancing to the song. To the music, where he dips you down... kissing you. Your face lighting up with a smile. Ohh... April was right. He was in love. You sounded so great singing the song, as if you were an angel sent from heaven. Almost everything around you both disappeared, it wasn't important. He'd rather hear you sing than this singer.

He blushed, looking at your expression of complete joy listening to the song. Maybe he should listen to more of your music. Eventually the concert ended after a few hours and the both of you said your goodbyes.

A couple weeks later, Donnie sent a text,

<( Check your window. )

Confused, you got up and opened your window. Finding a basket of all the CDs of the songs from the concert. Your eyes lighting up, you quickly texted him back.

( D! DID YOU BUY ME THESE? )>

<( C'mon now, you're smarter than that. It's obvious I did. )

( I, Just thank you!! What's your favorite song right now? )>

For a moment he thought to himself before smirking to himself.

<( You. )

#morilicious #rottmnt #rottmnt 2018 #tmnt x reader #rise leo #rise raph #rise mikey #rise donnie

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desertfangs · 10 months

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Lestat/Daniel

First sentence: Hey! Where is that hand going?!

This went in a direction I didn't expect but I had fun with it and I hope you'll have fun with it, too! I don't usually write this way, either, so it's a bit of an experiment and I hope it works.

“Hey, where is that hand going?” Lestat smiles teasingly at Daniel as he reaches for his jeans, to pull the little box of cigarettes from his front pocket.

Daniel gives him an exasperated look but it’s temperated by the elation in him, the joy from the concert they’ve just left. Lestat can smell the blood and sweat on him from jumping and dancing around to the music.

He puts the cigarette to his lips and flicks the lighter until a tiny flame dances on the top. He touches the cigarette to his lips and inhales, his dead lungs expanding in his chest. Lestat can hear the breath move into them and the way his heart speeds up almost imperceptibility. He offers Lestat the box.

Lestat holds up a hand in refusal. Daniel shrugs and puts the box back in his pocket, creating a small bulge over his hip. Lestat’s eyes trail to the other bulge beneath his jeans and he smiles to himself. Such a mortal thing to notice. Such mortal desires. But then he’s not immune to the pleasures of the flesh. They’re no longer the same as when he was a human boy, but no less intense.

He watches Daniel smoke, the cigarette held between two long fingers that bring it to his soft lips. His blond hair is damp with blood sweat near the roots and the aroma is intoxicating. Lestat moves closer without realizing and Daniel looks at him.

The look stops his heart. It’s so open with the hint of a soft smile on his youthful face. Lestat can see plainly how this boy captivated Armand so quickly. With his tenacity and boldness, surely, but no doubt his beauty played a part. He’s a captivating creature. And yet there’s a casualness to his movements, an almost unawareness of just how alluring it is when he sucks on the cigarette, his lips puckering around it.

“Did you like the band?” Daniel asks, shifting nervously under Lestat’s gaze. Lestat turns away, watching the rest of the crowd exiting the building, their hearts hammering at frenetic tempos. They smell of sweat, beer, and hairspray, the faint smell of marijuana lingering in the air.

“They had a good energy, though I was tempted to go up there and show the lead singer how it’s done.”

Daniel laughs, a puff of smoke coming out of his mouth as he does. “Yeah, well, not everyone can be The Vampire Lestat.” The cigarettes make his voice rougher and give it a texture that sets Lestat’s hair on end.

“I’ve been thinking it’s time for a reunion tour,” Lestat says. He doesn’t really mean it. Yes, he longs to do it, to be on stage again, but as much as teases Marius, he knows it’s not realistic. His new role is the role of a lifetime: the prince of all vampire kind. He works that stage brilliantly, plays the part with fervor and zeal. But sometimes when he posts videos of himself singing a few bars on the internet and the comments go wild, he wants to be on the stage again like he used to.

“Yeah, well, sign me up,” Daniel says. “I’ll work your merchandise table.”

Lestat laughs. This is what he loves about Daniel. When he says things like that, Armand will frown trying to work out how serious he is and Louis gets that familiar little wrinkle in his forehead that marks his concern. Marius will jump into a long lecture of why he can’t ever be on stage again. But Daniel simply jumps on board.

Lestat moves closer and snatches the cigarette from his fingers. Again, Daniel gives him that exasperated look, the one perfected over years with Armand. There’s no real rancor in it, though. Lestat touches the cigarette to his lips, slightly moist from Daniel’s mouth, and inhales. The smoke is hot, filling his lungs with dry, crackling air. Daniel takes it back, putting it right to his own mouth and leaving it there hanging on his lip as he runs his fingers through his blond hair.

“You can be my tour manager,” Lestat says.

“I know you’re joking but if you want, we could make it happen,” Daniel says.

Lestat’s pulse quickens. He imagines the heat of the lights, the microphone in his hand, the crowd in front of him going berserk like they did for this mediocre local rock band.

“Armand has connections in the music scene here, he could secure a venue. Maybe even this one.” Daniel gestures behind him. “We could sell you as a cover artist. Get you a back up band for one night. No one would think it was really you but…” He shrugs. “Could be fun.”

It could be fun. Lestat can imagine it clearly enough. He can wear a costume similar to one of his more famous ones and go wild with the hair and makeup. He’ll be an impersonator to the audience, playing a role.

“The role I was born to play,” he mumbles.

“Yourself?” Daniel snorts. He drops the cigarette to the ground and grinds it out with his shoe. “Yeah, man, it’d be cool.”

Lestat considers. Puts his arm around Daniel’s shoulders and pulls him into a hug right there on the street. No one cares. That’s the best thing about this modern age in the big city. No one really pays attention to anyone else. Everyone is too busy stumbling out of the venue, heading for the subway or a taxi, or a bar.

“Let’s get a drink,” Lestat says.

Daniel gives him a sidelong look, and his thoughts are easy enough to read. But he vocalizes his question anyway: “What kind of drink?”

Daniel is young and he’s fed. He has no need of blood right now, though Lestat is tempted to take him somewhere dark and quiet and offer him some regardless.

“In a bar! Let’s follow the crowd.”

“Sure. I actually know a good place three blocks down,” Daniel says.

Lestat grins. He lowers his arm so it’s around Daniel’s waist and Daniel puts his arm around Lestat’s waist in turn. They walk together, milling through the crowd. “If were to do this show—a one night only engagement you understand—“

Daniel nods. “Obviously.”

“Do you really think Armand would help?”

“Of course! He’ll love the idea. Getting to dress you up in 80s rockstar regalia and watch you perform? He’ll be first in line.”

“I suppose you and your maker get up to plenty of trouble in this town,” Lestat says.

Daniel snorts. “You can say that.”

The idea is stuck in his head now, and he can’t stop thinking of which songs he’ll want to do, how many rehearsals it’ll take with a new band, how much time they’ll need. “What about the others?” Lestat asks, as they stop at the curb and wait to cross.

Daniel considers, worrying his lip. It’s an extremely human gesture. Louis might be the most human of them all but Daniel has retained so much of his humanity, and Lestat enjoys that about him, too. “I think Louis will come around once we explain the whole impersonator part.”

“Hm.” Lestat can picture Louis’ elegant face shifting into disapproval, but then he remembers their reunion in the 80s, and how delicious it was. How delicious it always is to see him worried and perturbed and to prove him wrong. Besides, he’ll love it, too. Perhaps even more than rest, not that he’ll ever admit it. “Good. Then we should start making plans immediately.”

The light changes for them to cross, and Daniel hesitates. Lestat can hear the uncertainty in his thoughts, not for this crazed concert venture, but whether it’d be best to go back to Trinity Gate and enlist Armand’s help immediately, or whether they can do some basic planning at the bar. Lestat is still buzzing from the energy of the show and his new plan for a show of his own and he wants to be in a lively setting, surrounded by people.

“To the bar, Danny,” Lestat says, giving him a hard pat on his ass. “You can call your maker and have him join us there. He can bring a computer.”

Daniel laughs and shakes his head and they head across the street.

#daniel molloy #lestat #lestat/daniel #lestat de lioncourt #first sentence game #post-canon shenanigans #vc fanfic #my fic #vampire chronicles #vc #this was supposed to head in a smuttier direction but then lestat got all hung up on the concert thing so #they will make out later don't worry #maybe annoy armand until they pull him in

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ashrodisiac · 9 months

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Obsessed w/ that pink nymph

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⌞ OBSESSED W/ THAT PINK NYMPH ⌝

╰┈─➤ Reader that absolutely loves king mel Melanie Martinez!!

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ʚ modern au

ʚ w/ mitsuri and obanai (seperate)

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OBANAI

“Love?” he called out for you from the bedroom, while you were busying yourself in the kitchen. “Y/n!” he yelled out louder, but you still didn’t seem to hear him. He groaned, frustrated, and got up by himself from the bed. Kaburamaru shook in its sleep, curled on the pillow, raising a scaly eyelid and tilting its head as its owner left. When Obanai got closer to you, he realized you had earphones plugged in, clogging any other sounds. He quickly took you in a tight hug, pulling your waist, making you jump and yelp out. Locking his hands on your abdomen, he pulled one of them back and brushed your hair away from your ears, taking the earphones off and letting them hang by their wire. ”Hey! why’d you do that?” you whined, pushing yourself off him with wet hands from the sink, getting his clothes damp. “You couldn’t hear me,” he said, yawning as if you weren’t trying to wrestle yourself from him just now. “I was calling you.”

You sighed. “You expect me to hear you over music on full blast?”

“What are you even listening to in the first place?”

You slipped one of your hands out of his grasp and took one of the earphone buds, placing it in his ear.

“...phology, not psychology Be the manic pixie dream girl that you fuckin' ought to be Damaged oddity, bought by Sotheby's Auctioned to a selfish man who thinks that he's the prophecy.”

He nearly let go of you when he felt the sudden vibration go through his head. “So loud!” he muttered, forcing the earphone off. You shrugged, then smiling. “That’s how I like my music. Loud until I’m deaf.”

You turned around, but your waist still pressed against his with his arms around you, pressing the button which lowered sounds on your phone. The earphones wire were plugged in the little socket hole, and he saw Spotify open, with the song titled NYMPHOLOGY nearing its end. When you lowered the volume a little, you put the earbud again in his ear, the music a little less loud now.

“...Ar in all the movies Wears me out, big pockets, I am her favorite locket Keeps them droolin'....”

He noticed the beat was completely different from the one when the music was practically blasting his ears off. “Is this the same song?”

you nodded. “It’s the interlude called “ Amulet “. The song’s called Nymphology, by Melanie Martinez!” he saw the obvious grin spread across your face as you mentioned this singer’s name. “You’re a fan, huh?” he chuckled, putting the earphone in your ear instead of his now. You nodded. “I love Mel!”

You end up telling him all about her as you’re doing stuff at the countertop. He’s acting like he’s forced to listen, but he does actually enjoy your stories about the peculiar split-hair colored girl who died and was reincarnated as a nymph.

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MITSURI

Mitsuri always found you humming to a song, sometimes softly muttering lyrics under your breath, which she found cute.

She’s heard you do it so much, she learned the words perfectly without listening to the official song from you, and finally decided to ask you about it as you were eating dinner with her.

“Hey, dear?” she said, in between chewing, spooning another scoop of food into her lips. “Hm? What’s up?” you responded, meeting eyes with her. “What’s that one song called?” she said, tapping her cheek. “The one that you always sing...”

Unaware that you ever did sing since you did it while zoning out, you were quite confused. “Huh? what song?”

She giggled at your confused expression. “The one that goes, “You are the light I’ve been searching for forever”. I hear you everyday! Your voice is so angelic.” she grinned widely. You were unable to tell her about the pieces of food stuck in the corners of her teeth, as per bringing up a conversation about your favorite song perked your ears up. “Light shower?” you asked, reaching for your phone in your pocket. “I can play it for you if you’d like,”

she nodded eagerly. “Please do!”

You set your phone on the table, and let the soft instrumental intro begin. She tilted her head, clearly already liking it.

“ You are the light I've been searchin' for forever Feels like, man, I've really never felt the rain Buried in the desert, didn't think I'd push through the dirt You just cleansed me like a waterfall, you came. ”

She softly started to go along with the singing, knowing the lyrics at heart, but having difficulty matching with the beat as it was her first time actually hearing the actual song. It was so cute to hear her stumble on words, realizing she got the tone wrong as she tried to sing with Melanie. All you could hear was the peaceful sound of that until the ending of the song...

“ But you made me want to Plan out my last days on earth, eating you Ooh-ooh-ooh The tips of your teeth fit perfect in me You're a shower of light I'd devour any day of the week (Baby, cleanse me). “

When it came to an end, Mitsuri was grinning. “I know all the lyrics!” she said proudly. “Yes you do,” you smiled back at her, then spooned another scoop of your food that you had accidentally left abandoned while listening to the song with Mitsuri doing a poor but at least cute attempts of tagging along.

She ends up re-watching the K-12 film with you almost every night, acting as if she didn’t know what would happen next, as if she hadn’t watched it the night before with you. She listens to the songs, crying to the emotional ones and singing with the ones she found to be happy. You’ve done it. You made Mitsuri a MELON MARTINI FAN :exploding_head:

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I MADE THIS BECAUSE I AM OVERLY OBSESSED WITH MELDOODLE MARSH!! WHERE ARE MY FELLOW EARTHLINGS AND CRYBABIES. COME BACK FROM THE DEAD BACK FROM THE DEAD

( im sorry :sob: )

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seungfl0wer · 2 years

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Hi can I please get a fluffy scenario of felix where you're a singer 🇬🇧 and you get to work with felix in the studio in Korea. You're both in the studio and sharing a booth and he ends up falling for your cute /affectionate personality.

I’m so sorry this took so long! But I hope you enjoy it💙 Thank you so much for requesting!

Felix x Reader (GN) Fluff

*It was perfect*

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Even after being here for 2 weeks you’re still in shock that you’re actually here. You still can’t believe Lee felix himself reached out to you. You’ve been with him almost everyday and it’s just been one of the happiest most pleasant experiences. People always say idols fake their personality but felix was just genuinely this sweet guy. You felt so comfortable around him and the feeling was mutual, it felt like you two have been friends since forever.

You were on your way to the studio today, bringing some food. He was telling you about this place while walking you home so you decided to surprise him with his favorites. You waved a happy smile to the guard who held the door for you as you made you’re way up to the studio. You opened the door to be greeting with this ray of sunshine flashing the biggest smile at you. “Y/n! Finally-“ he stopped mid sentence cocking his head to the side. “Whatcha got there?” He asked pointing to the bags.

“Oh it’s a surprise” you said smiling putting them down on the table. He huddled over it like a kid on Christmas. “Close your eyes real quick” you said. He quickly did so, you took all the food out placing it nicely on the table “alright open” you said getting all excited to see his reaction. Which did not disappoint. His eyes widen “No way! You stopped at the place!” He said. “Yep! Figured you hadn’t eaten much today so wanted to get you something.” You said handing him utensils. He took a seat beside you “You’re gonna eat with me right?” He asked looking at you with big puppy eyes.

You smiled, he really just melts your heart how could you say no to him. You nod, he points out what’s his favorite making sure you try it. You both ate well, talking while you ate. “Hey y/n I know we are supposed to be working on the song but maybe we can just relax today” he said wiping his mouth.

“Yeah? What do you suggest we do?” You ask knowing he can’t really go out with out it being a big deal. He smiles like he’s had it already planned “I got my laptop, we can watch a movie or something” he suggests. “Alright but you pick the movie” you said. He nods grabbing his laptop. He put on a horror movie which confused you a bit. You know he can’t do scary so why did he pick this one?

Before you could ask Felix was dimming the lights sitting back beside you. “I know you like these kinda movies” he said. You smiled it was a sweet gesture.

Not even a few minutes in Felix was already scared, Which made you giggle a bit. You put your arms around him “don’t worry I’ll protect you” you teased a bit. He playfully smacked your leg “I’m not scared” he lied. You give him one of those “uh huh sure” nods. His hand was inches from yours so you decide to interlock your fingers with his.

He felt his heart jump into his throat, his cheeks sprinkled with red. Ever since you two have met he’s kinda had this feeling towards you. Someone who’s equally affectionate and doesn’t mind the clinginess of him. He finds you so calming and genuinely kind. Every slight touch of yours or sweet words his heart swells with more love. He hadn’t known you super long but yet, he was already falling so hard.

This could be said the same for you. Every little smile he gives you, honestly just anything he did made your heart pound wanting to escape your chest to run to him.

Felix looked up at you his head resting on your shoulder. You both making eye contact which seems like forever. His beautiful sparkly brown eyes just fixated on yours. Both your bodies seem to move in sync like your brains were thinking the same thought. His hand moved to cup your face as you both leaned in, Lips meeting.

His lips were just as soft as they looked, the felt like the fluffiest clouds. His hand that was on your cheek felt so comforting, so warm. Time felt like it was at a stand still and it was just you two. The kiss lasted only a few seconds but for the both of you it felt like an eternity in heaven.

You pulled away eyes glued to one another. You both sat there, in silence for a few minutes before Felix talked “was- was that ok? I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable-“ he rambled. You couldn’t help but smile of course he was worried he did something wrong. He always thinks about others.

You shook your head no “it was perfect” you said softly pulling him into a hug. “Y/n. I’ve really fell for you” he said in almost a whisper. “Well Lix the feeling is mutual” you said running your hands through his hair. “I really like you” you said. The grip he had around you felt to tighten at your words “really?” He asked in the most innocent voice.

You nod looking down at him “I really do” you said before kissing his forehead. He couldn’t help but smile he looked up at you placing a small kiss to your chin. “Does that mean I we can do it again” he said with those big puppy eyes again. You nod and before you knew it he was placing small kisses your lips. “Y/n, I wanna ask you to be mine but I wanna take you on a proper date. So no looking at anyone else till then.” He said with a giggle. “Of course not, besides you’re the only one I see anyways” you said with another kiss to his soft lips.

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cwritesforfun · 1 year

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Bradley Rooster Bradshaw x Fem!Reader: I want to write you a song

The inspiration and lyrics mentioned will be from “I Want to Write You a Song” from One Direction.

Lyrics will be in ITALICS & they are from One Direction, not me.

**** I do not own the words in italics or Top Gun characters.

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Y/N’s POV

I rub my head and slowly open my door. I’m so tired today.

I hear a guitar playing and I hear Bradley singing. I always love when he’s singing. His voice is sheer beauty and raw talent. What can he not do? I’ll actually tell you what he cannot do. The laundry!!! How hard is tossing a laundry pod in and pressing start?! :(

I hear him sing these words ‘I want to write you a song One to make your heart remember me So any time I'm gone You can listen to my voice and sing along”

Stop, why is this song kind of sad? But his voice is pretty singing it.

Bradley turns and sees me standing by his door. He quickly sets his guitar down and jumps up to hug me tightly.

I exclaim “That song was beautiful. I just got home and I’m hungry. What kind of dinner do we want tonight?” Bradley smiles and replies “I thought we decided on tacos tonight. I am almost done here. Just give me like 15 minutes.” I kiss him on the cheek and reply “Keep rocking sweetheart. You’re an amazing singer. I got dinner.”

After cooking, Bradley shows up and is apologetic for not being able to help cook. I don’t even care. I love cooking and baking.

During dinner, Bradley asks about my day and everything I did. One thing I love about him is that he will let me ramble and tell him every minuscule detail about my day no matter how big or small, I get to just talk freely and know that I am being heard.

After dinner, he brings me to his room and gets his guitar. He exclaims “I heard this song from Phoenix today and I recorded a cover of it for you to listen to whenever I’m on a mission. I know you get lonely and I want you to be able to hear my voice and feel at home.”

I reply “You’re so sweet, babe.” He starts strumming and singing the song.

** LISTEN TO THE SONG RIGHT NOW ** Or read them below

I want to write you a song One that's beautiful as you are sweet With just a hint of pain For the feeling that I get when you are gone I want to write you a song I want to lend you my coat One that's as soft as your cheek So when the world is cold You'll have a hiding place you can go I want to lend you my coatEverything I need I get from you Givin' back is all I wanna doI want to build you a boat One that's strong as you are free So any time you think that your heart is gonna sink You know it won't I want to build you a boat Everything I need I get from you Givin' back is all I wanna do Everything I need I get from you Givin' back is all I wanna do I want to write you a song One to make your heart remember me So any time I'm gone You can listen to my voice and sing along I want to write you a song I want to write you a song

** END OF SONG **

By the end, there are tears streaming down my face and he gets up to hug me. I exclaim “I love you so much, Bradley Bradshaw.” He replies “I love you so much Y/N.” He kisses my cheeks and forehead before leaning into my lips to kiss me once more.

He asks “Do you want to cuddle and watch a movie in bed now?” I laugh and answer “I need a shower first.” He replies “I could use a shower too.” I smile and kiss him on the cheek.

I will say that Bradley massages my head as he puts the shampoo in and I almost forget where I am. It’s truly perfect.

I wear one of his t-shirts and Bradley wears grey sweatpants as we get into bed. He gets the remote and turns on the tv. I lean my head onto his shoulder and we watch a movie.

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Kiss

D&F: Hope you all like this! More to come!

This is it.

They’ve been together for a good while, and both of them have confessed their feelings to one another. It’s time…that they take the relationship to the next logical step:

Their first kiss.

The thought of it always makes Freddy blush. He had been preparing for the moment for some time. How he was going to approach DJ, what he was going to say…The glamrock bear even tried practicing for the kiss. Keyword being TRIED. With no DJ Music Man plush dolls being sold in the megaplex, Freddy had to…improvise.

He thought drawing a picture of the disc jockey's face and taping it to the large Freddy plushie would work. However, all it did was made the lead singer horribly embarrassed with every failed attempt. Plus, the paper kept falling off, so Freddy had to give up on that part of the plan. He'll just…have to wing it. When the day comes, just say a few simple words and that's it.

Act natural.

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Freddy and DJ hung out the next day, laughing about a particular subject. “…and that is why I get so nervous around confetti cannons.” The music man concluded. The robotic bear shakes his head. “I cannot believe you swallowed a whole canon like that! I did not even know that had happened!” another chuckle escapes him, “I simply thought you shooting confetti out of your mouth was a built-in feature!” The giant animatronic sheepishly scratches his cheek, “Yeah well, I was nervous about my first day here, I wanted to make sure impressed everyone, and one of the confetti cannons was already there so…” The orange glamrock smiles up at the disc jockey.

“DJ, you did not need to put yourself in such a predicament to impress anyone. Your music alone does an amazing job on that.”

“Yeah, I know that NOW, but the me back then didn’t.” DJ smirks, “I just…wanted to cover my basis, that’s all.” Freddy leans against the robotic spider. “Well, I can definitely say that it was a blast to see it.” He tells the music man. The animatronic spider immediately picks up on the pun and laughs. The lead singer’s ears twitched as the lovely tunes filled the room around them. Even when the disc jockey laughs, he creates the most wonderful music. It’s then something that the glamrock remembers something.

The kiss!

He quickly sits up. That’s right, this is the perfect time to try it! “Everything okay down there?” Freddy jumps and turns around. “Ah-yes! E-everything is fine!” He lets out a nervous laugh. Oh no, he’s making it awkward! Relax! Relax! Unfortunately, the more the bear animatronic tries to calm down the more anxious he gets. Just KNOWING that he wants his muzzle on ANY part of DJ is making him blush! Augh, that sounds so inappropriate to even say in his own head! The confuse stare from the robotic spider makes it very obvious how UNnatrual the glamrock bear is being right now!

Build up to it! Try and talk about something that can help bridge towards the kiss!

Freddy deeply inhales. “Have you ever seen the movie about the sleeping princess?!” He asked…rather loudly. The music man blinks. “You mean the one where the princess got pricked by a sewing needle, right?” he pondered aloud. Yes, they’re getting somewhere! The glamrock bear’s eyes sparkle with enthusiasm, “Yes, that one! Have you seen it?!” A sad smile forms on DJ’s lips as he shakes his head. “Afraid not, kind of been stuck here, you know?” He stated. Everything comes to a crashing halt in the robotic bear’s mind.

Of course, Freddy forgets about the fact that the disc jockey is too big for the theater! Why did he bring up the movie in the first place?! The glamrock leader should have gone with something else! The deflated feeling sinks in as his gaze falls. “Ah…right.” He muttered. And Sleeping Beauty?! Why that movie?! That just makes it TOO obvious to the animatronic giant what he wants to do! Freddy covers his face with his hands to hide the deep blush.

Something’s off with Freddy. Everything was fine and dandy for a moment, but now the glamrock bear is acting strange and won’t even look at DJ. Is…is the animatronic bear sad that the music man didn’t see the movie? He glances back down at the smaller animatronic. No, that can’t be it. The disc jockey begins recalling the events prior. It started with the robotic bear sitting up so suddenly. Almost like he had just been alerted to something urgent. Then, he stuttered and kept darting his eyes to the spider animatronic. That’s when the question about the movie came.

…Wait.

DJ’s eyes squinted. The movie…Sleeping Beauty…He replays the way the lead singer kept staring at him. Or rather, the orange glamrock was staring at his…lips. The giant animatronic’s eyes grew. The weird behavior…the question…the staring…

Freddy wants to kiss DJ.

The music man can feel his cheeks heat up. Has he ever considered the action? Of course, but the robotic spider had to stop himself because this was his first relationship! He didn’t want to do anything like that without Freddy being ready! It just felt…personal! The disc jockey looks down at the embarrassed glamrock. He smirks, at least he now knows that the bear animatronic is ready. Although now that DJ thinks about it, their size difference would make the action difficult. He leans down, “Hey Freddy?”

Freddy’s head shoots up. “Yes?!” He asked. Suddenly, he felt something…soft touch the side of his head. It isn’t the music man’s finger or his cheek, the texture is far too different to be either of them. His ears pick up a soft sound, a musical note so gentle yet quiet. The spider animatronic pulls away and rests his hand in his hands. “I heard about it, though.” He winks, “And I think it’s pretty cute how she was saved.” The glamrock leader didn’t say anything. His CPU is still processing what just happened. Slowly, it begins to piece together the series of events that transpired. Adding in the little comment that DJ made, and the orange glamrock is redder than Mars.

…DJ kissed him.

DJ kissed Freddy, he ACTUALLY kissed the robotic bear. This repeats as the wide-eyed glamrock sits there, immobilized. Meanwhile, the disc jockey couldn’t help but enjoy the adorable reaction beside him. Hopefully, it doesn’t cause the glamrock bear to short circuit. He will never live with himself with that happens, even if it is funny to think about. “A-a-ah…DJ?” Freddy spoke. His wide eyes too stun to look up at the animatronic giant. The disc jockey leans down again, “Yeah?” He felt something touch his bottom lip. It was sudden, but the smooth feeling that the music man managed to identify left his entire face turning a dark shade of red.

“I…I…” The glamrock leader stares back in shock. His hands frantically wave as he stutters an explanation, “I-I-I meant to kiss you on the cheek! I did not mean to kiss you-” DJ’s mouth presses against his muzzle, silencing the orange glamrock instantly. While their contrasting sizes made the action a bit tricky, they still managed. Freddy's surprise vanishes as he eases into it, returning the gesture. The world around them didn’t matter, not for that brief moment. The kiss…felt incredible, indescribable. He wishes they could stay like this forever.

Sadly, all good things must come to an end. The music man slowly pulls away, letting the sensation linger just a bit longer when their lip's part. Neither of them needs air to breathe. However, it is past time for Freddy to leave. The animatronic bear’s eyes fluttered open. DJ’s warm grin greeting him, along with tender touch to his cheek. “It’s okay, Sleeping Beauty, it was…nice.” says the spider animatronic. The lead singer’s ears wiggle wildly as a bubbling feeling grew. “DJ…” He giggled.

When the glamrock leader exits Fazcade, he was far more joyful and whimsical than he ever did in his existence. However, by the time he made it to his green room, he realized what DJ had called him. Too say that the orange glamrock became a red glamrock that day would be understatement.

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