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sunkissedchld · 6 months

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𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆

this is my first astro observations post, so please be kind!

shout out to @faiirina and @cloudwaeve for helping me to develop some of these theories 💛

⟡ this might have been stated before, but the degree your sun sign is at could be the age at which you start to connect with it or the traits associated with it

for example, i have sagittarius sun at 19°. at nineteen years old, i went away from home on my own for the first time (travel). i also expanded my learning by going to college, and i delved deeper into spirituality.

⟡ taurus rules over the ears and second house, so it’s only natural placements relating to it could explain our hearing! your second house sign could explain how or why you like to listen to music.

i have virgo in the 2H and noticed that i like to listen to music with headphones because i can hear the intricacies of the instruments and harmonies better. cancer 2H — likes listening to music that coincides with their emotions. might be more reserved when sharing their music tastes scorpio 2H — could listen to indie/underground music. might like to listen to songs on low volume. the type to eavesdrop of conversations while listening. aries 2H — prefers listening to their music over a speaker. the type to have a workout or hype playlist.

⟡ the planet right before your sun sign is called your guiding planet. this planet could explain what’s important to you in life or what “guides” you as a person.

i have pluto as my guiding planet and have always been fascinated by the idea of transformations. i look to transform myself regularly whether it’s through looks or even spiritually! i’m always searching for ways to become a better version of myself through this. i may do a longer post explaining the effects of one’s guiding planet 👀

⟡ this isn’t inherently astrology related, but for every person i’ve asked - their favorite number and the number of letters they have in their name tends to line up

my favorite number is 3 — i have only 3 letters in my first and middle name person two’s favorite number is 4 — their name has only 4 letters person three’s favorite number is 16 - their first and last name adds up to 16 i’ve also discovered that this number tends to somewhat align with one’s north node or explain one’s life purpose or where in life you need to learn to deal with something. again, my favorite number is 3, but my north node is in gemini in the 11H. the 3H deals with communication and according to my north node, i’m supposed to learn how to use my voice to both stand out in my uniqueness but also conform with society in order to speak for the collective.

⟡ the twelfth house governs what’s hidden - like emotions and beings without a physical form, so the sign in your twelfth house could explain how easy or difficult it is for you to pick up on energies.

i have cancer in my 12H along with jupiter, so it’s very easy for me to pick up on different energies; in fact, sometimes i attract different energies to my own without even knowing about it! leo 12H — you may be more confident in when you pick up energies, so in a way it could be easier for you, but in a different way than for water signs. different energies may find it easy to speak with you or be around you pisces 12H - this sign might find it the easiest ot pick up on different energies because it’s at home! you may pass your own energy onto others without knowing it. people may want to feed off your energy because of how intoxicating it might be - this could extend to scoprio 12H too sagittarius 12H - you might have to actively search out energies when it comes to pick up on them, or maybe you just like to. they don’t really come to you naturally like with pisces.

⟡ i noticed aquarius suns tend to have intoxicating smiles.

think about it! yang jeongin from stray kids, hobi from bts, megan thee stallion, and j.cole. both jeongin and hobi have smiles that show throughout their whole face. megan thee stallion has had people talk about her smile all the time - it’s wide and stands out. j. cole literally has a song named “crooked smile” and although his smile doesn’t fit the societal standard of what considered “nice” it’s still unique to him.

⟡ arabic lots are so much more than just your part of fortune

there’s actually a whole list of lots that can be calculated through various combinations. i think i’ll do a post on this later on, but some of the most interesting lots i saw were: Anareta I and II - Taker of Life, Ancestors, Expected Birth, Boys (Sons), Girls (Daughters), Fortune in Husbandry, Influence, Karma, Lawsuits again, there’s a ton more, but i don’t think they’re talked about much (at least not on here), so i’d like to learn more about them!

⟡ the third house deals with transportation, so the sign in your third house could represent how you are when traveling

i have libra in the 3H, and i tend to be laid back when it comes to the actual process of traveling. i wear hoodies and sweats, and i’m very low maintenance when going on a road trip or going on planes. sagittarius 3H — the type to be like an excited puppy. is rushing everyone because of how excited they are. might be more inclined to ask others where they’re traveling as they sit and wait capricorn 3H — might be a little more stuffy when it comes to traveling. keeps a tight schedule when leaving and going. could prefer to where business wear when traveling because that’s comfortable for them lol leo 3H - not completely laksidisical, but also is to an extent. focused on making sure their outfit is perfect (you never know who you could meet on a plane, ya know?) may have everyone wait for them because they need to be sure they packed EVERYTHING

⟡ going back to arabic lots, there’s one called Spirit that i think better explains your own spirit as a person (like your personality and how you view life) rather than the actual asteroid Spirit, which i interpreted more so as your guides.

⟡ asteroid Aglaja (47) is named after one of the Greek charities - she rules over beauty splendor, glory, and magnificence. as a result, the asteroid could explain where you can find glory or explain your financial success during life

sagittarius — in another country/place different from your home town; could be lucky when it comes to finances; might even win the lottery virgo — in a place of service, like a community center or non-profit organization; will indulge in the finer side of life - a focus on the arts aries — in a leadership position or cut-throat industry; you may make and spend money quickly - likely water flowing through your hands

⟡ asteroid Kalliope (22) is named after another muse - one ruling over eloquence and epic poetry. this asteroid could give more insight into how you sound or how you use your words. look for aspects to mercury for even more information!

cancer — utilizing emotion to get your point across; could be more passive when speaking; people may find it hard to hear you libra — again, could be more passive; tries to make everything agreeable; tries to uplift others; a firm and encouraging voice scoprio — could be less inclined to talk, but people listen when you do; you use your words to offer insight or point out something important

⟡ in my opinion, where saturn is in your chart could be an area of life where it takes time for you to grow into

gemini / 3H — it takes time for you to learn how to communicate your thoughts well. if in the 3H, depending on the sign, you could be introverted and find it hard to speak or you’re too quick of a speaker. you could even have a speech impediment. with gemini, it’s dependent upon the house, but you could be in your head too much when it comes to what you say or you tend to rub people the wrong way with your words. capricorn / 10H — it takes time for you to grow into your reputation or work life. in the 10H, you may find it hard to get promoted. in capricorn, you could find it hard to not be so work-oriented in every aspect of your life; it could be hard for you to just go with the flow. aquarius / 11H — it takes time for you to learn to fit in with the collective. in the 11H, it could be hard for you to make friends, or you could fond it difficult to see how your life will pan out in the future. in aquarius, you could find it hard to connect with others and also see the uniqueness you possess.

⟡ where venus, taurus, and virgo are in your chart could explain what aesthetics you’re into. so can the signs in your second and sixth house

⟡ having too much of one element in your chart can actually start giving you the opposite effects if it’s not balanced out enough

you could view this literally in that having too much of anything could always turn out to be “wrong”. too much water leads to flooding, too much fire leads to wildfires, and so on and so forth. in this same way, having too much water in your chart could lead you to be more confident or maybe less in tune with your intuition. too much fire could lead you to be more quiet and in your head. too much earth could make you live with your heads in the clouds and less practical. too much air can lead you to be concrete in your actions and thoughts.

⟡ both leo and pisces give off little kid energy but in different ways

leo represents the little kid that has a ton of energy and wants to play all day. the kid who plays out all their fantasies and acts as their own hero. pisces represents the quieter kid that prefers quiet coloring or drawing to group activities. the kid who you have to find a way to connect with before they come out of their shell. both signs are kid like in how they dream. both signs are wide-eyed when it comes to the things they dream of doing, or thee people they plan on becoming. this makes me want to do a post on the sun signs as children 😭

thank you for reading this all the way through if you did!

if you notice anything else from what i’ve said, or if you go around a play with arabic lots, please let me know!!

i’d love to know what you think and what you discovered also!

#astrology #astroblr #astro observations #astrology observations #sunkissedchld

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star-suh · 5 months

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Straight as A Line

Park Jinyoung x Male Reader

cw: homophobic top jinyoung, rough sex, dubious consent, hickeys, college au, swearing at each other, cheating, feminization, porn with a little of plot, a redemption arc for jinyoung lol…

an: lmfaoooo that redemption arc happened when my music suddenly changed to lana del rey's songs changing the whole mood, i'm so sorry if this isn't what you wanted anon 😭🙏

this was a request.

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the university where y/n was studying was planning a trip to go camping in the mountains. it was a dream trip for y/n, he could be close to nature and breathe that pure fresh air but all that sounded too nice to be true.

"i don't know if i want to go on the trip, fuckass jinyoung is going and i don't feel like arguing with that son of a bitch" y/n tells his friend.

jinyoung is one of those rich guys who have a lot of ass-lickers behind them, they do whatever he asks just for the money, also the guy is a fucking homophobe, when he found out that y/n is gay he started to make his life miserable. throwing slurs and swearing almost everyday towards the guy…

every student had an assigned seat “are we in school or something?” mocked jinyoung, his smile slowly fading seeing that he has to sit besides y/n “what the fuck? who put this pillow muncher beside me?” he yelled, “can you just shut the fuck up? you're not that important dude no one cares where you sit stop being a manchild” responded y/n making jinyoung's blood boil in anger.

“listen here, cocksucker. i don't want people like you near me you disgust me” he spat while signaling towards y/n with one finger. “stop signaling me you weirdo. you know that usually men who make fun of someone who is gay do it to cover up their homosexuality .. like why are you mad about me sucking a dick that's not so straight from you, jinyoung..” a grimace of laughter finding its way onto y/n's face while jinyoung's was red for the anger, y/n swear he can see the steam coming out of his ears.

jinyoung quietly accepted he lost this time and sat beside y/n ‘this is not going to stay like this’ he thought, crafting his revenge towards the guy.

it was night already, all the tents are ready and everyone is going inside them, y/n was getting ready to sleep in his sleeping bag when suddenly the zipper of his tent opens “what the fu-” a big hand covering his mouth to prevent him from making any noises. “hello motherfucker” jinyoung smiled “you thought i forgot what you said on the bus dirty whore? i think someone should teach you manners and how to be a nice obedient bitch, what do you think?”.

managing to get away from the strong grip of jinyoung's hand on his mouth y/n says “what the fuck are you talking about you fucking psycho, get out of my fucking tent before i start to scream”.

jinyoung's big veiny hand found its way towards y/n neck squeezing it hard “do it and what i'm gonna do next it's gonna be worse, you hear me?” scared by how menacing the words came out of his mouth y/n just nodded, “what do you want then, a public apology?. fucking asshole”.

“you see.. i was talking with my girlfriend and i got so horny-”, “and? do i look like some type of… friend to you? i don't wanna know shit about it” interrupted y/n. “anyways as i said” jinyoung continued “i'm so bricked that my dick is poking his way out of my shorts, so i was looking for a way to calm it but the rest of the bitches are sleeping and apparently you're the only one bitch awake so… i thought why not use this opportunity to help you be my obedient slut. after all you like cocks” he slapped gently y/n's cheeks. “fuck you” are the only words coming out of y/n's mouth…

“shh be quiet” whispered jinyoung while forcing his cock down y/n's throat, the gagging sounds making him more horny “you're so talented at cocksucking, truly a whore. you do it better than my girlfriend” he snickered while thrusting his thick cock.

“never thought i would see you this fucked up” jinyoung was stroking his cock while y/n was laying down panting, trying to catch his breath, with spit and cum covering his face “talking about dirty whores when you can't keep that thing inside your pants. coming here like a needy bitch looking for a hole to fuck”.

jinyoung just stared at y/n with a smirk on his face “i'm not done with you slut, look at this” he pokes his rock hard cock making it bounce a little “i'm gonna wreck your boypussy. come here” his hand snaking around y/n's shorts and discarding them quickly, along with the underwear. “leave me alone whore” y/n tried to push jinyoung with his feet but the bastard was so strong… and sexy.

jinyoung spat on his fingers and rub it on y/n's rim the cold fluid sending shivers up his spine “hngh.. stop it manwhore…” the pleasure clouding his thinking. jinyoung slap his fuckmeat on the rim and slowly introduce it, drawing a loud moan grom y/n due to the stretching “shush be quiet. you don't want someone to find us right? or is that what you want? woah what a pervert” y/n just ignored the comment and sucked on jinyoung's fingers.

“is that all you got, fragile masculinity slut?. not gonna be surprised if your girlfriend kicks you, you suck at fucki-” a slap landed on y/n's cheek. “stop being a loud motherfucker and let me fuck your pussy” his anger being canalized into fucking y/n “i don't give a fuck if you like it or not” he growls “i’m only here to use you like you let other men do”.

“fuck i love the sight of your gaping pussy. after being passed around the whole university is still so tight… even more than my girlfriend's”. “can you stop mentioning her you asshole?. she deserves a better man than you” y/n says, accommodating himself to ride jinyoung “let's get this over with, i want you gone”.

everytime he goes down y/n makes sure to do it hard causing jinyoung to moan very loudly, “look who's the loud bitch now. you call yourself a man and can't even handle me”. jinyoung laughed quickly grabbing y/n by his ankles pulling them towards him folding y/n in the process, his dick going in and out. y/n squirmed, his eyes rolled back and mouth agape, feeling that cock reaching so deep inside him, no other cock has made him feel like that.

“what happened pillow muncher.. too much to handle?” he starts sucking hickeys in the back of y/n's neck. “i'm gonna breed this pussy and after this you're gonna be mine you hear me?” he whispered while flipping y/n a fuck him while he leans on his back “no… i don't belong to.. to anyone not even to a loser like you” the older just ignored it and continued looking for his pleasure.

“guess you're not that straight macho after all” y/n murmured drawing jinyoung's attention, “just because i'm stretching your boypussy and about to cream it right now doesn't make me a homo… i'm straight as a line..”. y/n with his hooded eyes make eye contact with the top, smiled and caressed his cheek “even the straightest line can be curved dumbass” he then kisses his forehead “c'mon cream this fucking pussy… isn't this what you want hurry up before someone wakes up” fucking himself in jinyoung's dick y/n also searched for his pleasure his cock splurting with cum minutes later landing on jinyoung's chest and abs, while that happened he squeezed so hard that jinyoung came without realizing it, emptying his balls in the insatiable hole of y/n.

jinyoung tried to catch his breath resting his head on y/n's chest falling asleep, followed by y/n minutes later.

the ride back to university was surprisingly quiet, jinyoung didn't say a word about sitting next to y/n, everyone was surprised. one by one they got off the bus with jinyoung and y/n being the last, the tall one grabbed the shorter one by the hand so that he wouldn't come down yet. "i'm going to break up with my girlfriend... what i’m doing with her is not right." "wow, at least there's some empathy inside that empty skull" y/n responded. jinyoung just laughed looking at y/n with a fond smile "sigh... i'm so sorry for what i’ve put you through all these years... i know that's not going to change the damage i've already done but i want to start being a good person… wanna go eat lunch? it's on me".

surprised by the sudden change y/n wondered what happened with him last night “are you okay? did you eat something strange this morning?”. “no fucking asshole i just… i just wanted to change my behaviour… you know if the straightest line can be curved that means that we can change and it's never too late to do it” y/n just stared at him dumbfounded “are you being serious right now? are you philosophizing over a silly phrase i just made up…ugh fucking corny anyways is free food and i can't say no to that so text me where is it and see you there. i guess..” y/n was about to get off but turned around, stood up and pet jinyoung's head, a slight blush covering his cheeks. jinyoung just stood there watching y/n get off the bus with a smile slowly forming in his face.

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silverbladexyz · 4 months

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Hi love! Can I request The Flags and Yukito with a fem s/o who demands princess treatment? I’ve been seeing it all over tiktok and you write all those characters so accurately so I thought I’d request💕

Of course :) I apologise if this wasn't what you wanted, as I tried to base it off of their theoretical love languages 🖤

The images used belong to their original owners.

TW: Mentions of injuries, and uh this ended up kinda long. Chuuya is now included in every request with the Flags. Female reader.

The Flags and Ayatsuji with a female S/O who demands princess treatment

Pianoman:

-You don't need to ask him; he already treats you like a princess. No wait- you ARE his princess :))

-He is the leader of the Flags, and being the leader he is means that he treats everyone with patience and respect, even if he doesn't know them. And it is no different for his beloved S/O; except he treats you with 100x the amount of love, patience, respect, and loyalty than those he deems as his acquaintances

-Pianoman wants to be the perfect boyfriend, and he'll make sure to reflect that in the way he acts towards you. He is a big fan of gentlemanly traditions such as kissing the back of your hand while greeting you or holding the door open for you to pass through, as he views them as the most romantic ways of giving you the love that you deserve- alongside catering to your needs when he can. He's a giver, and he will gladly give everything he can give to you

-He'll definitely call you his princess, and he uses it almost every time he addresses you. It's one of the only pet names that is even deserving of your beauty, and he'll never fail to remind you of it everyday. Sometimes, he'll even call you his queen when he's in a more intimate mood

-Always makes time for you. Even if the Boss ordered for his supernotes to be delivered as soon as possible, Pianoman will still drop everything he is holding and immediately be by your side, ready to listen to every precious word that falls from your beautiful lips. You're the most important person in the world to him; and what kind of boyfriend- no, what kind of man would he be to put his girlfriend after his needs and wants? Even though you do tell him that he doesn't need to be this attentive to you, he still wants to make sure that he's spending enough time with you for your happiness

-He will definitely spoil you! And he's smart about it too; oh, you can't decide whether you want this leather jacket or this silk gown? Why not get them both? Don't worry about the cost, because he's able to negotiate with the salesperson to get a more reasonable price. Don't feel bad about wasting his money, because you're worth every single cent that he spends on you 🖤

-Now he does have a teasing side to him as well... he'd love to fluster you with compliments at any chance he could get. The way you get flustered when he's only telling you the truth make him chuckle quite a bit. Would also be the type to engrave your initials onto his pen so that whenever he's doing his paperwork, the simple texture of the engraved letters brings him a sense of comfort in the dreary time of filling out reports

-Pianoman strikes me as the type to have acts of service as a love language. So he'll not only do all the chores for you, he'll also surprise you with an exquisite breakfast in bed or a lovely bouquet of flowers on your table. And tucked right amongst the flowers, is a small note saying how much he loves you and how lucky he was to be able to call you his <3

-SLOW DANCING IN THE KITCHEN WITH MUSIC PLAYING!! To be able to hold you close, stepping in sync together- it is a very private moment that is only shared between the two of you. He'll dance at whatever pace you're comfortable with, and at the end of it, he'll dip you and look deep into your eyes, leaning in for a slow, passionate kiss

-Surprises you with hugs when you're in the middle of working too. I headcanon that his arms are lean but strong, because pulling wires is no easy feat. Pianoman loves the feeling of you in his embrace, and he equally loves burying his head into the crook of your neck, because it allows him to relax from all the stress he has recently

-He is a craftsman that can make the most realistic supernotes in all of Yokohama, so I guarantee that he's really great at making artistic creations. Pianoman will always handmake your gifts; whether it's an expensive-looking necklace or a fancy bookmark for your everyday use. If you do the same for his gifts too, be prepared to receive affection x10 for the rest of your life :)

Albatross:

-Albatross has probably seen trends of the princess treatment; and when you ask him for him to treat you like that? He'll gladly do it!

-Okay, but he's lowkey adorable when he's giving you the princess treatment. Even though he's like a golden retriever that wants to shower you with hugs and kisses, Albatross is mindful of your boundaries and will only initiate skin-to-skin contact if you were comfortable with it

-But if you love physical affection, then he's over the moon. He'll plant kisses on your cheeks, your lips, your hands; just anywhere that you want him to, really. Albatross knows that he has an image to maintain in public, but he gets really handsy in private. Hugs and cuddles are something you will never be short of, and they're so full of love that you always melt inside when you receive them

-I feel like Albatross is also the type to like play-wrestling with you. He always does it gently, because he never wants to see you hurt; but he does love to tickle you until you're laughing all over. Is also the type of person to pick you up and spin you around sometimes, and place you back down lightly afterwards

-Ah, and don't forget; vehicles of any kind are his forte. Which means that you don't have to worry about transportation anymore, because he'll always arrange it for you (yes, including the way back). And he doesn't just use random cars, oh no. Albatross will make sure that those cars will be high-end and ✨PRISTINE✨. I'm talking about Porsches and Lamborghinis whom are clean and decorated to your very own liking, with interiors so fancy that it could make even celebrities jealous. But your beloved only does it for his princess that deserves the world, which is you 💓

-But if you don't like cars, then that's perfectly fine! This man has a variety of vehicles you can choose from. You want that hot pink motorbike? Just say the word and it's already yours. Oh, you want to work out by riding a bike? He'll make sure that it's custom made and tailored to your taste. Needless to say, he'll very gladly spoil you with any vehicle that you want

-Your lover will definitely throw pebbles at your window at nighttime... just because he missed you. And then, just like Flynn Rider scaling Rapunzel's tower to meet her, Albatross will literally climb in through the window and embrace you in his arms. Sometimes he'll even take you out for a lovely drive in Yokohama, letting you admire the beautiful sights of the city underneath the moon's glow

-But in the calmer moments, Albatross will definitely check up on you and ask you how you were doing. He wants to make sure that you're physically, mentally, and emotionally fine, and that you can tell him all of your troubles. Despite being the talkative and energetic type, he's surprisingly a very good listener; and will definitely comfort you if you were feeling down. Afterwards, he'll do something to lift your spirits up, whether it be cracking jokes and funny stories or bringing you out to places that you liked. He loves seeing you smile, and will do anything to keep you smiling that happy smile

-He'll definitely introduce you to his friends, because he believes that friendships are still important when you're in a relationship. Albatross puts complete trust in you, and he is glad if you get along with his friends too. However, you do notice that he pulls you closer to him when he talks with any of his female friends, clearly signalling that you are the only one he loves

-However, please please PLEASE don't ask him to cook. Now, he is a sweetheart and will gladly cook any meal you like, but it is easier said than done when his cooking skills are on par with my ability to sleep at night (which is bad). If you want, you can teach him how to cook, but you've gotta have a lot of patience for him. Don't worry though, because he can still make instant food taste like heaven for you

-Always is respectful of your interests and preferences. He even encourages you to pursue your hobbies, and never once judges you for what you do or say. Albatross can and will defend you from everyone who thinks otherwise, because to him, those things are what makes you you <3

Doc:

-Doc, upon hearing about this 'princess treatment', is slightly confused. Was he not treating you right in the relationship? But his insecurities quickly dispel when you just explain to him that his best was already enough for you

-He doesn't realise it, but it is noticeable how he is much more gentle, sweet, and affectionate with you than with anyone else. Despite not being as physically strong as the other members of the Flags, he still possesses more strength and knowledge than the average person- and it is due to the fear of hurting you with those attributes that he treats you like his queen

-Definitely has acts of service as one of his main love languages. Doc, ironically, does not about his own health that much. But when it comes to you? You'll find yourself being taken care of so thoroughly that you won't be getting sick or injured anytime soon. He makes sure that you eat nutritious meals three times a day, alongside hydrated and wearing enough clothing for the weather; as well as reminding you to take breaks and getting enough good-quality sleep. Needless to say, Doc always prioritises and puts your needs before his, even in urgent situations

-He loves spending time with you. Doc doesn't want you to feel lonely, and whenever he gets to be by your side, he'll listen to whatever you want to say or do. His full attention is on you, and he will engage in any conversation you initiate, with no sign of his mind wandering off elsewhere even if it was the most frivolous subject that the two of you were talking about

-Oh, but if you liked to be alone sometimes, he is perfectly happy to give you time to yourself. Even though he just wants to be with you at all times, Doc is 100% mindful of your boundaries and respects them. He himself has quite a few boundaries set too, so it is perfectly natural that he abides by yours too

-Now he isn't too physically affectionate, but he is perfectly happy to hold your hand when you take walks with him. He always walks by the curb. No questions asked. You're his queen, and it is only right that you shall be treated as such, even on the littlest and most common of things. Doc wouldn't want to risk even the slightest chance of you getting hurt

-But when you actually do get hurt, this is when he gives you the princess treatment of your life. Firstly, Doc will make sure that you're not in any sort of pain or discomfort while he treats your injuries- he'll even let you squeeze his shoulder as hard as you want if it meant that it relieves the pain. He will work quickly but efficiently; your wound would be cleaned and wrapped up in a bandage before you can say 'Open Sesame'. Afterwards, expect him to do EVERYTHING while you rest and recuperate. Even if your injuries weren't serious, Doc is still going to take over all of your chores while checking up on you whenever he could, because he just wants you to be fully healthy again

-I feel like Doc is the type to get you all sorts of gifts, ranging from books about medical science to different accessories that you could wear everyday. He wants the gifts to be meaningful- so whenever you saw them or used them, you would think of him. And he always manages to make it a surprise; you could never guess what he's going to gift you next. The delighted look on your face when you find another one of his small presents is enough to make him happy for the rest of his days

Iceman:

-Honestly, this man will treat you however you'd like him to treat you (only if it was reasonable). So if you wanted princess treatment from him, he'll happily comply. You deserve to be treated like a princess, anyways

-Iceman is a calm individual with few words to say, which means that he'll mostly listen to whatever you decide to talk about. Same as Doc, he is an excellent listener, and he will remember everything that you mention to him. You could tell him all of your friends' birthdays, and he'll remind you about it when you forget, because his full attention is always focused on you

-Gives you his coat when you feel cold. Even if it means that he'll be the one exposed to the freezing weather, he still gives it to you because he'd rather be the one affected instead of you. Also starts carrying around a spare coat the next time you go out with him, because you insisted that he shouldn't be the one suffering for you, even though he assures you that he doesn't mind it

-Iceman is so observant it's almost scary. If he sees your gaze lingering even a millisecond longer than usual on a particular object, he'll note it down and buy it for you as a gift, even if you've already forgotten about the item you saw. He's also attentive to the slightest sign of discomfort from you. It's too loud? He'll quickly move you to a quieter place. You want to ask for more water but you're too nervous to? He will consult the waiter for you. Someone is making you feel uneasy in public? Your partner will put his arm around your waist in a comforting manner, while keeping an eye on that person to see if they'd dare try anything brash

-He strikes me as the type to like taking pictures of you whenever the two of you do something together. It doesn't have to be a special moment- you could just be tending to a flower, and Iceman would take out a camera to snap a photo of you (with your consent of course). He wants to keep them so he could look back on the memories, and smile as he reminisces those times. Don't worry about him ruining any shot, because he is a pro at photographing, and would gladly take as many pictures of you as you want

-Brewing drinks for you is a must!!! Whether you are a coffee lover like him or not, Iceman will make your favourite drink for you everyday- and they taste even better than the ones you find in cafes. He makes them perfectly, and if you ask him to teach you? He'll be slow and precise, carefully guiding you through the steps of making the drink. But he actually just wants you to relax and leave all the work to him, because he loves showing his appreciation for you through his actions

-He knows that you can handle yourself in a fight; you're not utterly defenceless, afterall. But Iceman will never hesitate to protect you when you need it, and he doesn't care if he himself gets injured during the process. As long as you're safe, then he's content

-When he sees that you're stressed or tired, Iceman will encourage you to tell him about your worries, while giving you a warm and reassuring embrace. He loves the feeling of you in his arms, and sometimes he'll give you a kiss on the top of your head. Don't be afraid of crying in front of him, because he won't judge- instead, he'll hold you and rub your back comfortingly, and afterwards he will make you your favourite meal to cheer you up

-Princess treatment or not, this man definitely treats you right :)

Lippmann:

-Pretty boy is pretty enough to be a prince in fairy tale stories; and he will definitely be the prince to your princess!

-Lippmann has a silver tongue, and you cannot tell me that he wouldn't be complimenting you and showering you with praise at every single chance he could get. However, he doesn't simply tell you that you're beautiful, because that's boring. Instead, he says 'Your smile, your tears, your laugh; everything about you is as ethereal as the goddess Aphrodite, but not even Aphrodite herself can make me fall as deep in love as you.' And he's smooth about it too. So yeah, be prepared to be flustered quite a lot by this gorgeous gorgeous man

-He will also leave notes in places where you could easily find them. And on each note will be a short phrase about how much he loves you, as well as the words being so sweet and encouraging that it makes you melt as you read them. Lippmann will write new notes everyday, just so that you could constantly be reminded about your beauty and how much he loves you if you were starting to feel insecure about yourself

-It doesn't even stop there. When he's feeling more romantic and daring, he will full-on write a letter with several pages detailing everything about you that he finds to be lovely, and how lucky he was to be called yours. What makes it even better is that each and every word on the letter is genuine (he told me himself)

-We all know that he's rich, which means that he would also want to spend his money on you by buying you whatever you want. Whether it be expensive clothing, jewellery, books, anything really- Lippmann would always buy it for you. You are his lady afterall, and he shall treat you like absolute royalty

-Despite having a lot of money, he'll actually ask for your decision before spending it on you. You want to have dinner at the most expensive restaurant in the world? Sure thing! You just want to have a quiet date at home? That's fine with him too! As long as he gets to spend time with you and make you happy

-However, I feel like Lippmann prefers the calmer, softer moments with you. He's always busy with negotiations and acting and whatnot, which means that he can barely catch a break in his line of work. So even when he likes to spoil you, he loves it when he gets to cuddle you on the couch and make you fall asleep in his arms. He treasures every moment he could get with you

-Now since he is so pretty and famous, he has a lot of admirers and acquaintances vying to get his attention. Lots of women will come up and talk to him, some of them clearly with the intent to seduce him with their charms. But Lippmann will politely fend off their advances, while putting an arm around your waist and pulling you closer towards him. He isn't afraid of straight-up telling them that you're his girlfriend, and he will assure you that he only has eyes for you if you start to feel insecure because of those women

-Lippmann is a fan of gentle touches. Includes but not limited to caressing your hand, stroking your cheek, and rubbing your back. But if you don't like physical affection, he's understanding and respects your preferences. Afterall, your comfort is his number one priority

Chuuya:

-Girl, you got yourself the best man for this

-As we all know, Chuuya is a king, and who the king decides to settle for is often named as his queen. But he doesn't treat you like a queen, no. Royalty is simply too insulting of a word to describe how he treats you

-Instead, he treats you like a GODDESS. A divine deity that was simply too good for him- and was so kind that she let herself be tangled together with an ordinary, sinful man who didn't even deserve to cast his eyes upon such loveliness. Chuuya can and WILL give up everything just for you, because you're the only person that deserves all of him and much, much more

-Being a Mafia executive means that he's rolling in money, and no matter how much you protest that he doesn't have to get you gifts, he'll still spend thousands on high-quality items that he knows you'd like. If you don't know what you want, tell him and he'll choose something for you, and his taste is ✨ IMPECCABLE ✨. He'd love to get you matching couple rings and jewellery even though he thinks the precious stones could never compare to your beauty

-Chuuya is extremely loyal, so rest assured that he'll never leave you for someone else. He'll also introduce you to his friends as his lover, and will still treat you as a goddess in front of them with no shame whatsoever. Loves to show you off to his comrades, but he'll tone it down if you're shy or embarrassed about it

-Asagiri said himself that Chuuya respects women, and he will, without a doubt, respect your boundaries, your likings; everything about you, really. Making you feel heard is very important to him, and he would never judge you for anything you do or prefer. Always maintains eye contact whenever the two of you are talking to each other

-Acts of service king all the way around. When you wake up, breakfast is served on the table and your neatly-folded clothes are placed on the bed. Your lunch? Already packed up and placed carefully into your bag. And when you come home, Chuuya's still doing all the chores, no questions asked. However, if you beg hard enough to share some of the load, he'll be willing to compromise (he's still doing most of the chores though)

-But when he sees you tired after a long day of work? Get yourself ready, because this man will pamper you so much that you wouldn't have to lift a finger. Not only will he have finished all of the housework, he'll also prepare a warm rose bath full of candles and scents for you. Then, as he'll present to you an amazing gift that you’ve been wanting for a while, and as you're busy admiring the gift, Chuuya would pour some exquisite wine into a glass for you to savour while you’re in the bath. With enough persuasion, he'll join you in the bathtub, but he is perfectly happy to just massage your shoulders as you relax, while talking about your day. Sometimes, he'll even plant a few kisses on the top of your head, while murmuring how much he loves you

-Would take you flying with his ability. If you're afraid of heights, Chuuya will make sure that he doesn't take you too far off the ground, and you'll find yourself being held a protective embrace as you rise off the ground. Sometimes, if you're feeling up to it, he will twirl you around in a romantic waltz, with the pretty sights of Yokohama serving witness to the love you bore for each other

-Not only is he your king, he also is your protector. If he sees people spreading rumours about you behind your back, or straight-up creeping you out, he wouldn't hesitate to stand up for you and send them a friendly warning with a few words. Nobody gets to badmouth his lover and expect to get away with it

-Always remembers your birthday, and will make it a time that you'll never forget. Needless to say, you're going to be spoiled a lot because it's your special day! You could ask for whatever you want, and Chuuya would buy it for you- if it was reasonable. Takes you to do different things on every birthday, and will even rent out an entire private island for you. I'm not joking when I said that he'll buy you everything you ask for

-It'll be a bonus if you spoil him as well, but he's content with pampering you. If you're happy, then he's happy I love him so much owuajsjdhha

-Chuuya is surprisingly pretty touchy in private. He loves to put his arms around your waist, pulling you close and whispering sweet nothings with his deep, smooth voice. This man also is a fan of planting delicate kisses over your neck, collarbones, wrists- anywhere you like to be kissed, really. His kisses would be light, as he's afraid of hurting you, but he wouldn't mind indulging you if you liked it rough

-Will always return your texts and calls within a few minutes of you sending it. Even if he's busy, he's never too busy to make time for you, and he will apologise if he comes home later than usual. You assure him that it's fine, but he will try his best to finish his work on time so that he could be by your side for longer

-He keeps his promises to you without fail, since he would hate to let you down. At the end of the day, a queen reigns with her king, and Chuuya promises that he shall never stop treating you as his goddess

Ayatsuji:

-'Princess treatment', to this man, was confusing at first. Was it not common sense for him to treat you with respect and love? In his eyes, women should always be treated like queens in a relationship. The fact that this was outlined as 'princess treatment' honestly made him disappointed with most men in today's society

-But he will definitely treat you well! Despite his bluntness and tendency to mock/tease people, he's a lot more soft and kind-spoken with you; a side that he only shows to those he deems worthy of his trust

-Now Ayatsuji does things a bit differently. Sure, he can still hold open doors for you and give you his coat when you're feeling cold, but he tends to treat you like a princess in his own unique way. Such as letting you take the initiative in anything that you want to do with him, and always accompanying you whenever you were going out to do something. His main love language is quality time, and he will ensure that all time spent with you is made to be worth your while

-He definitely will handmake dolls for you. If you liked any particular character in a book or anime, Ayatsuji will model the doll off of that persona, and it ends up being so perfectly alike that it could be sold as official merch. If you want, he'll even teach you how to create beautiful dolls from scratch

-Your partner gives you gifts from time to time, but they aren't generic presents that guys buy for their girlfriends. Instead, he puts thought and careful consideration into each of your gifts, deducing if it could be used in your daily life. And now whenever you use the pen he gifted you, or wear the coat that was your birthday present, you think of him

-Ayatsuji is also the type to buy matching rings for the both of you. He hides his beneath his glove in the daytime, because he doesn't need anybody questioning him about it. But as soon as he returns home to you, he'll take his glove off with his mouth, bringing your hand up to his lips and planting a kiss on the ring that is a reflection of his love for you

-He holds you in very high regard, and this can be mostly seen in the way he speaks to you. While he is cold and emotionless towards others, Ayatsuji is considerate and attentive as he conversates with you, always listening to what you have to say first before adding in his own ideas and opinions. A queen commands respect, and there is no doubt that Ayatsuji gives all of his to you

-Surprisingly good at comforting you. Your lover has a kind heart within him, and he does not hesitate to use it when he sees that you're down in the dumps. He chooses his words carefully, and he actually has more empathy than he lets on. In just a few moments, he'd already have helped you express your emotions, and offered you advice that makes you feel better about the situation you were upset about. Also doesn't mind if you simply wanted him to hold you- he'll hold you for as long as you desire if it meant that you'd feel better afterwards

-Does not even look at the other females that come his way, but anybody would know at first glance that you're his partner because of how he treats you compared to everyone else. Tsujimura is just a colleague to him, and everyone else are mere acquaintances. None of them can even come close to replacing you

-Ayatsuji may have his oddities at times, but just know that you'll always be a princess in his eyes 💝

I feel like this kinda veered off to boyfriend headcanons... but I hope that you enjoyed it :D

@circinuus @riiwrites @sariel626 @chocsra @ruanais @yuugen-benni @angolicious

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de4dlyniightshade · 3 months

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Headcanons request:

Spencer’s dream partner. What do you think is important to him? Do you think he has a “type”?

And since you mentioned him and I JUST got the movie to watch - any fun headcanons for Chip??

half of this is me lowkey projecting but sue me. i'm delusional.

has to be patient for sure because he's really inexperienced in all aspects of a relationship and is terrified of rejection so he takes a while to open up about things and be comfortable with certain things.

words of affirmation! he loves being told that he did good at something or that he looks nice and loves doing the same for you because he loves to see your happy expression.

curvy woman lover!!! every time he hears derek talking about curvy women he's always talking about their ass and boobs but spencer is just like <soft3 and <squishy3 he loves to lay his head on a soft pair of thighs.

i don't think he'd have much a preference for like hair colour or length but i think shorter hair is a plus for him so when you're cuddling it's not in his face too much.

loves someone who dresses alternative and doesn't care what others think or how they feel about it.

really shy about pda but also loves it because it shows him you're not embarrassed of him and that you actually like showing him off so he'd probably like someone who's completely comfortable with pda.

has to like cats. i've seen some people saying spencer would never be a cat person bcs he needs them to cuddle him when he wants but you're telling me he wouldn't raise the sweetest little girl cat ever? she'd be already waiting at the door for him beside you wdym???

has to enjoy old movies and music because it's what he likes and listens to and he loves sharing his interests with others.

as for fun chip hcs!!!

very forgetful like it's obvious in the movie he's pretty scatterbrained but oh my god he's the definition of the expression he'd lose his head if it wasn't attached to his neck.

very oblivious to danger and way too trusting and gets himself into some tight situations way too often.

wholeheartedly believes platypuses aren't real.

such a sweetheart like genuinely the most loving and kind man ever but he's just a little slow at times but with the right person it's very endearing rather than annoying.

refuses to eat things he's never tried but claims he doesn't like(me fr)

has such a sweet tooth like it doesn't matter what just anything sweet, especially cake.

can't cook. anything. and is scared of the microwave. claims he doesn't trust it.

loves driving with you and listening to music but it almost always ends up with you in a secluded area and getting it on in the backseats.

#📬 maeve's mailbox!#💌 headcanon segment!!!∩^ω^∩#spencer reid #criminal minds #criminal minds fandom #spencer reid fandom #dr spencer reid #mgg #spencer reid criminal minds #criminal minds fanfiction #spencer reid smut #criminal minds smut #mgg smut #chip taylor #68 kill

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catfern · 10 months

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cowboy!ellie headcanons

pairing: ellie williams x afab!reader

music: roses are falling - orville peck

word count: 1.2k

warnings: fingering (briefly), drunk sex-ish, guns??, yearning and just sappy shit mainly im in a vulnerable state

an: this is shit brainrot bc i've played too much rdr2 and i want ellie to let me ride her cowgirl style. this took me for-fucking-ever because i got acrylics and dropped my wpm from 108 to 67. also if i put out a poll asking what fic to post next would people vote

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

✷ cowboy!ellie having the most pornographic, velvet-laced southern accent known to man. drawling out words in a whisper, that reassured wit sitting in her throat with a lopsided smirk. she’s such a tease, knowing how it gets to you, that ‘c’mon, sweetheart, you gonna make me wait f’you?’ after she trots ahead, glancing back at you under the wide brim of her hat. please, trying to make eye contact with ellie after a long day of riding (ifykyk), seeing just a glance of the veins in her neck, beads of sweat sitting in the little crevices as she leans down to her saddle bag. god, her hands!! and she looks at you, that knowing impatience and ‘okay there, darlin’?, and you can’t look at her, your head swimming and drowning in the molasses of her voice and too focused on the up, down, up, down, up trot of your horse.

✷ setting up camp for the night, bed mats a good distance away from each other, and you wake up, fire dying, moon high, and ellie is still awake, hands covered in dirt and ash and rust from her old revolver that she cleans too occasionally. the gentle scratch of charcoal on parchment, her body hunched over, protective like a creature, and when you call out to her, she TOSSES her journal into the dirt like it burned to touch. if the moon wasn’t so faint, you’d see the uncharacteristic blush fleeting across her cheeks, but too quickly, she tells you to go back to sleep, she’s just staying up to take care of the fire. you listen in a haze, and ellie tears out the five, maybe 6 pages?? of rough sketches, harsh lines etching out your body, your smile, your eyes, and stamps them into the cooling embers of the campfire.

✷ if we’re talking historically accurate cowboys, ellie is definitely the type to believe in dinosaurs!! it’s this new, fresh, science fad and everybody laughs at her for it, cause omg?? giant lizards?? nah!! but ellie is so adamant, reading every paper and pamphlet on the subject that she can get her hands on (assuming she can even read lets be so real), and she’ll tell you about it! small, reluctant meanders from more important topics, at first, but you’re kind and you listen to words either of you barely understand, and sure it’s a little bit boring, but she’s happy, and for some reason she makes it incredibly dynamic, crash coursing you on lizards that evolved (a buzz word in all her pamphlets) into BIGGER lizards.

✷ cowboy!ellie, the horse whisperer. she doesn’t teach you to ride, but you’ve never had a way with horses, cantankerous and rough, so you need a lil bit of assistance. ellie will take the lead, letting you rock behind her on your horse, your arms draped around her like common occurrence, and she’ll turn, ‘see? be gentle, she’ll listen. you’re a team, y’know?’

✷ ‘she just likes you more than me.’

✷ her laugh is boisterous, loud, it sounds like it belongs amongst the hills and caverns, like wind against rocks, ‘no one likes me more than you, flower.’

✷ one day, you’re just passing through a small town, nothing more than a few shops and scattered farm houses, and ellie spies an outlaw poster, poorly tacked to the community bulletin board. it’s her, badly sketched, sure. her chin is way too big, nose a bit askew, but it’s definitely her. and you laugh as she presses you frantically, ‘i don’t really look like this? do i?’ and it’s got some ridiculous nickname that definitely over-inflates her ego, ‘ellie 'longshot’ williams (no one has called her that ever) that she’ll parade it around like a medal

✷ ‘aw, love, do you need some help shootin’? don’t call me long shot for nothin’.’

✷ you’d get a bit vulgar, a bit defensive because, yeah, maybe ellie is actually good at shooting, and you could benefit from her teaching. but that fucking nickname, lording over your head with that lilt in her voice, and the childish, goading smile, you’d tell her to shove it somewhere the sun don’t shine and just pray luck guides your bullet.

✷ your now-so-serious scowl eats at her, so ellie has to swallow her boyish pride and shut up, simply falling behind you. gently tapping your shin with her boot to get you to adjust your stance, her hands stretching out over yours to feel out the barrel of the foreign pistol. they’re rough, calloused, unmade for this sort of gentle gesture, but you welcome the heat that they give. with a soft push and pull, like a tide she moves your fingers, your hands, to hold the gun well. her voice is a whisper as she instructs, ‘don’t hold it so loosely. stronger grip helps aim.’

✷ she’s shaking in her boots. a moment like this, tender, with you is scarcely shared. the closeness burns her chest as she feels you breathe against her, skittish but assured, ellie’s finger snaking around yours to settle on the trigger. you go to fire, and the recoil sends you backwards in a shock, ellie having to move her hands from the gun to your waist to keep you steady. you laugh something coarse, leaning back into her without a thought. adrenaline intimacy.

✷ ‘okay, maybe y’need a few more lessons before you get it right.’ it’s a selfish thought, but it cements ellie in that moment, with you just in her reach, and her revolver. she’d clean it for you.

✷ cowboy!ellie doing stupid shit, like taking longer detours to show you the scenery, the stretching fields and great mountain waterfalls, stopping to pick wildflowers (she’s a sap), or taking the extra care to saddle up your horse for you, securing the girth and not letting you touch it because ‘i don’t need you slippin’ on me.’ she takes care of you, out on the road, it’s not an official thing, but you’re off limits.

✷ ellie is kind, but sex with her isn’t. the first time, she’s terribly drunk, playing away her night in a saloon, at a poker table (she’s losing), and you’re sat at the bar, wearing that, and it’s violently throwing her off her game, so she decides to make it known that your presence is an interruption. dragging you upstairs, she’s unkind. ‘you’re not helping my luck, looking like that.’

✷ ‘how do you need me, then?’

✷ she tastes like cigarette smoke, and bourbon, and she smells like the sleek of rain on dry dirt, and feeling her all over you is intoxicating, rough. she’s quick, her lips aren’t soft but rather, a grating possession on your skin, a feeling that swallows you, melts you down in the heat of her hands. she swears, a lot, it sounds like disbelief but really, it’s a bribe. a prayer. ‘dear god, give me this, let me have this, and i will be devout.’ it’s primal, something uncontrollable. drunk, it’s worse. she loses herself in the haze, becomes complete disregard, her fingers inside you without hearing you, just feeling you. lost in you and she keeps pounding into you simply because she’s enraptured by the feeling of you clenching around her.

#ellie x fem reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams smut #ellie williams blurb #ellie williams headcanons #ellie the last of us #ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie x reader

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iateyourparents · 5 months

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i want to write you a song | c.b.

pairing: colby brock x musician!fem!reader

summary: you were an artist. when you were heartbroken you didn’t just cry alone in bed. you’re just making something out of your emotions.

warnings: kinda angsty, break up, use of y/n, bad writing and grammar(i’m sorry, english isn’t my first language)

an: inspired by ‘I want to write you a song’ by One Direction. (btw guys i’m slowly running out of ideas so if you have something you would like to read you can request it/write to me or in comments <3)

pictures are from pinterest:)

You wanted to lie in bed all day. You really wanted to. But you weren’t this type of person, you couldn’t just lie all day while not doing anything but crying. It would just make you more frustrated.

So instead you just decided to pour your emotions on a paper and write a song.

You really wanted to make some energetic song where you would just badmouth your ex but you still loved him too much to do that, so instead you wrote a goodbye song for him. And it was really good.

“I want to write you a song, one as beautiful as you are sweet” you hummed to yourself trying to make a melody that would be perfect with your song.

“Already sounds great sweetie.” your manager, Ellie, said coming into your studio room. You deeply regreted giving her keys to your apartment. “What got you writing something like that? It doesn’t sound like love songs you made about Colby.”

“It’s a goodbye song for Colby. I actually wanted to call him an asshole and viagra taker but I just couldn’t make myself do that so I decided to do this. And I actually feel pretty good after writing this.” you shrugged and put your gituar in its place.

“Oh honey, what happend?” she sounded concerned.

“Colby broke up with me because he ‘didn’t felt as he should feel’ he just…wasn’t in love anymore.” you felt tears pricking at your eyes. Ellie gasped and hugged you tightly. “Don’t feel too bad, that song is amazing.” you laughed even though tears were already streaming from your eyes.

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“Okay guys, so I have this new song and you’ll be the first ones to ever hear it before it comes out today at midnight.” you told the crowd which started screaming with excitement. “That’s actually a form of a goodbye to someone who was, still is, important to me and even if we won’t ever talk again I want him to know I wish him the best.”

Well, maybe that wasn’t the best way to announce your break up to the world but whatever. It’s not like twitter and tik tok detectives weren’t starting to notice little things.

Music started playing right when you started playing your gituar and crowd got silent to listen better to new song.

“I want to write you a song, one as beautiful as you are sweet…” you continued singing and people started to get what you meant, and who you meant, in your little speech and well, you never heard a silence quite this loud.

“I want to write you a song. One to make your heart remember me, so anytime I’m gone you can listen to my voice and sing along. I want to write you a song.” you ended the song with tears in your eyes. Singing it out loud in front of thousands of people made you realize how real that situation was. You were no longer with Colby. And it still hurts.

You could see that some people in the crowd had shock on their faces and tears in their eyes. It was the first time ever it was so silent after you ended a song. And it felt weird but also so right.

It was like a minute of silence for you and Colby and for your relationship. For your memories.

You and Colby were popular couple. Many people said you’re the perfect example of right person in right time, so you knew these news would be heartbreaking for some of your fans.

“I know it’s probably a lot to take in just a moment but it actually felt good singing this out loud. Yeah, some chapters in life ends but that doesn’t mean there’s nothing waiting for us. New chapter is just a new chance and I’m gonna use it as best as I can.” you did a little speech and your fans finally recovered from the news you dropped at them and applaused for you. “I love you guys, I wouldn’t be here without you. I’m so fucking grateful for y‘all. See you soon!” as you were coming off the stage you could hear squeaks, shouting and clapping and it made you smile. You made it. And you will make it through this negative feelings. And you will be fine again.

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You were in a bar. It was your friend’s birthday party and as much as you liked her, this party sucked. Everybody was so sober and awkward that it made you want to leave.

“Oh hi.” you heard next to you. When you turned you saw Colby.

“Hi” you smiled to him. He looked really good. His black button up was revealing part of his chest and his beautiful blue eyes were shining in dim light “How are you?”

You tried to be civil with him. You were almost used to thought that you are no longer together. It still hurt, especially with world still talking about it since you announced it just few days ago even though you were broken up for few months.

“Good, thanks. And you?”

“Fine.” you smiled awkwardly. You stood in kind of awkward silence and just from looking at him you knew he wanted to tell you something but wasn’t sure how. “Just say it.”

“I like the song you wrote.” he finally choked out and you felt your heart squeezing. You didn’t expect him to start this topic but you just gulped and faked a giggle.

“Thank you.” when you wanted to say something else he stopped you with his words.

“I know I hurt you. I regret it like nothing else in my life but you deserve better. I just didn’t feel like I loved you enough. Not as much as you deserve to be loved. So I didn’t want to hurt you even more with pretending. But maybe…” he quickly shuted up and then changed his words, or rather tried to avoid saying what he started saying. “So I thought that would be better. But I still love you and think that in some way, I always will. But I think it’s better if you find your perfect match instead of being stuck with me. And it might seem cruel for me to say this now but I just wanted you to know that it would be impossible for me to forget someone like you. You changed my life, y/n.”

You wanted to say something but before you realized it he was out of your eyesight so you just sighed and took a sip of vodka.

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It’s been a month and you couldn’t stop thinking about Colby’s words.

Did he meant what you thought he meant?

He still loved you but didn’t think it was enough? Didn’t think he was enough for you?

You had so many questions and it made you sleepless trying to think what you should do or what are answers to these questions.

So now here you were, at Colby’s door in the middle of the night, still in your pajamas, hoping he was home.

You inhaled an air into your lungs and started knocking. Maybe more aggressive than you should but you just were desperate for answers and you couldn’t give up.

Finally moments later, the doors opened revealing sleepy Colby who looked at you confused and then he suddenly were more awake looking at you with concern.

“Everything okay? What happened? Are you hurt or in danger?” he looked over you as if to look for any visible wounds.

“Yes, I mean no.” you sighed and started explaining. “Since Doris’ birthday I can’t stop thinking about your words and it’s fucking crazy. Like, what did you mean?”

Colby could see desperation and tiredness in your eyes and it make him feel bad because he was the reason of your distress.

“I…”

You interrupted him.

“I thought about it so much that i got to a conclusion that you still love me but don’t want to be with me because you’re too… scared of something, like hurting me or whatever. And it hurts so much anyway because I don’t think I can function without you anymore what is so funny to me because I literally wrote a song to get over you. But it didn’t work because I still fucking love you and want you back and I hope i’m right and you also still love me because I think it will break me for good if I’m wrong and you don’t love me anymore. And I might sound so pathetic right now but I don’t care becau…”

This time he was the one who interrupted you. But with the way he did that, you couldn’t be mad.

He kissed you to make you shut up.

You gladly reciprocated the kiss and after a moment he took his lips away just to place his forehead on yours.

“You’re right. I’m still in love with you. But I just felt like my love wasn’t enough, that you deserve so much better. Someone who will always be able to show you his love and share your passions with you and…” now you were the one shutting him up with your lips.

“Don’t say anything. You’re so stupid, Colbs. You’re the only one I want, even if you have your own hobbies. And you showed me your love in a way I loved. I want you, only you.”

Colby smiled at you and took your hands to lead you inside his home.

“I’m so glad you were brave enough to come here because I missed you so much but was afraid to confront you after Doris’ party.” you laughed softly at that and squeezed his hand.

Maybe now you will be back to writing love songs about this man.

#colby brock x reader #colby brock #colby #katrina stuart #music #one direction #sam and colby #snc #sam golbach

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shakirawastaken · 1 year

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dsmp if..you were a famous singer!

okay i liteally read @/beeindaclouds stuff ALL THE TIME and got inspired so here it is :D

my official comeback (and it isnt a taylor swift song fic!!! whaaaat)

dream: - in love with ur music even if wasnt his vibe - bro would learn to like it LMFAOOO - learns all the words instantly its an instant thing - even before u know the words he knows them - is willing to help you write music cause he has some minimal experience! can give feedback but its not that technical - please collab with him and make him release trust issues - now that he’s face revealed hed BUMP at your concerts - hed tweet about ur music, and his spotify twitter account thing would report hes listening to it but i feel like he wouldnt do more than that publicly - wants you to have your own thing - huge and major fan

george: - more a lowkey fan - obv still supports you hes like that - listens to ur music but not on stream - also tweets about it but its like “go listen to my s/o’s new music:) they worked hard on it” - wants ur effort and talent to be recognized - listens to it and when asked for feedback just goes “it sounds good darling” - hes just like “alr its good like always”

sapnap: - okay he’d either be really similar to george OR hes go HARD - tweeting snapping instagramming streaming whatever social you name hes THERE - “GUYS OMG [ARTIST NAME] RELEASED MORE MUSIC ITS SO GOOD” - would beg george and karl to get you on banter just to talk about your music - and if you write a song about him?? - suddenly his whole world is perfect - “ABOUT ME? OH DOLL THIS IS AMAZING YOUR BEST WORK YET” - buys ur merch even tho ur his s/o - offers his input even if he knows it might not be the best - would dance to it with you - your NUMBER ONE BIGGEST FAN

karl: - he’d be so sweet about it - “this is AMAZING? oh my god you’re amazing??!?” - has it as an intro to his streams - *streaming* “guys that songs is by my s/o btw” - makes mr beast listen to it - tweets about it. alot - posts one (1) picture on his instargam of the both of you in the studio from when u were recording - loves you loves you loves you

quackity: - covers it on stream and makes it cursed - “HAHAHAH no guys but its actually good go listen to it nOW” - keeps up his joker persona but tells you how hes proud of you in private - vERY supportive - will stay up when ur trying to write (cause hes also up doing lawyer shit) - begs u to do a song in spanish - if you know spanish pls make it about him - if not dont ask him for help he will ruin it - if you wrote a song like getaway car or like shutdown or mooo hed DEF listen to it in the car - he loved to listen to ur song while driving it brings him joy - two things he loves together

punz: - listens while playing val LMFAO - would VIBE if u did like indie rap or soemthing - and if it wasnt his vibe? hed still listen cause he wants to support you - maybe not as much as he would have but its fine - cause he likes you a lot - would send you beats randomly be like “lol use this” - “no i dont want too” “babe :((”

wilbur: - POWER . COUPLE - WRITE A SONG WIHT LOVEJOY? WORLD GOES CRAZY - will help you write music. hes good at it too he knows what to do and like what to say - listens to ur music, no matter what it is - wouldnt promotw in much he knows how important it is to build ur own following and + if ur famous u dont need it - u could feature him tbh maybe background vocals or guitar if he was kinda skeptical - or just duet it - its cold outside type beat yk - he loves you and supports you tremendously

LET ME KNOW WHAT ELSE YOU GUYS WANNA SEE :D reqs are open

#dream x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #sapnap x reader #georgenotfound x reader #george x reader #karl x reader #karl jacobs x reader #quackity x reader #punz x reader #wilbur soot x reader #dsmp headcannons #dsmp x reader #mcyt headcannons #mcyt x reader #shakira shakira writes #dsmp if...

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oqwwah · 9 months

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#ISN'T IT JUST SO PRETTY TO THINK - ALL ALONG THERE WAS SOME, INVISIBLE STRING, TYING YOU TO ME.

being childhood best friends with miguel o'hara! miguel o'hara x gn! reader

fluff :-)

he was stressed. he always was. he was concentrating on almost everything but his work, miguel's eyes flickered towards the clock. it was nearing 12am. he sighed, leaning back into his desk chair, forcing himself into mindlessly typing on his computer.

"what are you doing here? i'm busy." he felt your presence, you were lingering around the doorframe.

"it's like, 12 in the morning miguel, you should go home." you spoke to him calmly.

"what are you, my mother or something?" he rolled his eyes and rubbed his face. "i just- i gotta do something right now. can you come another time? or better, can you just leave me alone?"

you took a deep sigh,

"miguel.." honestly, you didn't know what to say. "cmon, you deserve a break. you need a break."

he sighed sharply,

"i said im busy." he glanced towards your figure, before focusing on his work again. "i don't need a break, i need to finish this. leave me alone"

you grumbled, not wanting to be defeated.

"fine"

"good, now go." he paused, before remembering the time. "wait, how are you getting home?"

"i took an uber" you admit, a bit confused on why he asked. "do you mind if i wait here until another one comes?"

he contemplated. he wouldn't be done with his work for a while, but it wasn't like taking you home then going back to his house to do a bit more work there wasn't a bad option. but then again you'd be perfectly safe in your uber, but still. it was new york, literally anything could happen.

he let out another sigh,

"fucking hell.." he mumbled, directing his attention onto you once again. "just- just wait here, i'll drive you home, give me like 15 minutes to finish my work. okay?"

"you literally just told me to leave."

"holy shit, i changed my mind okay, is that so unbelievable?"

"kind of. but still, its fine, i'll just take an uber or walk."

"you're funny" he was still typing, "you're not walking home"

"why not"

you knew you wouldn't dare to walk home, it would be like at least an hour, and that wasn't exactly a good idea in the middle of the night.

"it's fine, just. come home with me, okay?" he spoke a bit softer, looking at you a bit nicer. your petty side wanted you to say no, but then again. a drive home didn't sound too bad.

"okay" you smile, "thanks miggy" you smirked at the nickname, teasing him because you knew how much he hated it.

miguel's expression dropped.

"you're so lucky that we're friends." he looked at you, exasperated, before packing up his work stuff.

you laugh as you walk with him out of the building. following behind him, because honestly, you had no clue where you were.

as you slipped into the passenger seat and connected your phone to the aux chord, miguel plopped his heavy work bag onto your lap.

after a few moments of silence, you decided to try to have a conversation with him

"sooo, how was your day?" you looked up at him.

"it was fine, nothing really happened. i was mainly catching up on work."

"yeah, okay" you mumble, looking back out the window.

"how was yours?" he asked, glancing over to you.

"it was fine, today was my off day so i just stayed home."

he smiled,

"you're lucky for getting a day off" he paused, eyes lingering around your sleepy body. "y/n.. do you wanna stay at mine tonight?"

you look up at him, confused from his request.

"i mean, i could. but is there any reason?"

he shrugged,

"we can catch up? haven't seen you in a second" he smiled lightly, listening to the music.

"i mean, sure!" you smile up at him, watching as he drives to his home.

as he watched you warmly smile up to him, miguel realised that spending time with you was more important than his work.

a few minutes later you were pulling into his driveway. once he parked you passed him his workbag and slipped out of the car.

you took a deep breath as you stepped into his house, it smelt like home.

maybe it was the way he still washed his clothes in the same detergent, or how he kept all the photos from when you were younger, perhaps it was how he cooked the same meals he learnt when he was little, but you always felt serenely nostalgic when you were with him.

he passed you the spare pajama set you kept with him, smiling down at you.

"are you hungry? i can heat you up something." he was more gentle, less hostile when it was just you.

"i'm alright" you murmur, looking up at him in the dimmed lights.

"suit yourself" he pat your back before you left him to change.

hours later you were cuddled up in miguel's sheets in the living room, watching the titanic, staying silent as you pretended not to notice miguel's light sobbing.

"are you alright?" you ask, glancing over to his hunched figure. he looked over to you after wiping his face.

"i'm fine" he sighs. you looked at him unamused, but decided not to push it. "i'm just tired"

"i mean we can sleep now? the movie's done" you stand up and offer your hand.

he takes it.

"alright" he mumbles, pulling the bedsheets from the couch. "you get the pillows"

you lug the pillows into his room, dumping them on his bed before collapsing onto the plush of the mattress.

"move" he mumbles, trying to rearrange his bed.

you nod and help him set up his bed to make it look nice, then snuggling yourself onto the right side of the bed.

"get out, and that's literally my side" he demanded, causing you to groan, and shuffle over to the left. "you can stay, but no funny business", he teased.

you fail to suppress your laugh.

he laughs along with you for a moment. he switched off the lights and silently laid down next to you.

you sighed deeply,

"do you remember when we were 8 and you told me you loved me"

miguel coughed, hesitant to respond.

"no."

"huh, maybe i'm imagining it"

"probably" he mumbled. honestly he didn't remember it, but it sounded like something he would've said. "if i tell you something will you promise not to laugh?"

"yeah"

"when we were younger, like 10ish. i had the fattest crush on you" he chuckled,

"oh, i knew that. your brother told me!" miguel's jaw dropped.

"gabriel? seriously!" he groaned as you laughed silently.

"maybee" you smile up at him.

in the middle of the night you woke up to your head pressed against his clothed chest, his arms lazily draped around your waist and head buried in your shoulder.

he stirred lightly and pulled you closer as you shuffled to make yourself more comfortable, and in this moment you swore to yourself that this boy would always be yours.

# ONE SINGLE THREAD OF GOLD - TIED ME TO YOU.

#astv #fluff #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel ohara x reader fluff #miguel o'hara fluff #miguel o'hara astv #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara x reader fluff #miguel o'hara fanfiction

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shyxcherry · 28 days

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Affair of the Heart

summary: you had been Seonghwa’s secretary for 6 months. 3 of those months you had been secretly seeing each other. things were going well between the two of you and work. that was until Seonghwa’s father says that it is time for him to get married of someone of his choosing. will Seonghwa go against his father and stay with you? or will he do what he has always done and listen?

pairing: CEO!Seonghwa X Secretary!OC

genre/warning: fluff, angst, smut

word count: 9k

note: after a long hiatus, i bring you this long overdue scenario. i hope you enjoy.

You push the hair out of your face balancing coffees as you step into your workplace. You nod your head to the security officer before flashing your badge. Your heels on the marble floor being the only thing that can be heard this early in the morning.

It was 7:30 in the morning. Normally, you weren't here until 9, but your boss, Seonghwa, had an important meeting at 9. He wanted to go over everything with you beforehand. He was a perfectionist. He felt like he has to be able to answer every question with confidence, or he feels like he's failed. You didn't see it like that though. You just saw a hardworking man who tried to impress his father.

You push the button on the elevator. Luckily, it was already on your floor, so it opened right up. You pressed the 11th floor where Seonghwa's office was. You tap your foot to the elevator music as the doors closed. Christmas music was already starting to play everywhere. You didn't mind it too much yet. That will probably change in a few weeks.

You step out of the elevator before walking to Seonghwa's office. You knew he was already here by the abundance on text messages you had received this morning. You knock softly on the door. You open the door when you hear a frustrated 'come in.'

You met the dark eyes of Seonghwa as you stepped into his office. He let out a sigh of relief when he saw it was you. "Thank God you're hear. Even though you are 10 minutes late."

"If you're going to be like that, I may just have to drink your coffee." You closed the door and walked into the room. Seonghwa let's out a scoff at you as you hand him his coffee. He went to grab it when you yanked it back. "Ah, what do we say?"

"Thank you." Seonghwa grumbled.

You had only been working as Seonghwa's secretary for about 6 months. You had spent the first month terrified out of you mind when you were near him. His dark eyes always bored into yours. You could never tell what he was think. Even now that you two are in a relationship, it's hard. He didn’t open up to you often.

Slowly he has started to open up to you. You were his right-hand woman after all, as you like to call it. You know he appreciates everything you do for him even if he doesn't say it. You make him say it sometimes which does annoy him.

“You look like a mess.” You tell him as he takes a sip of his coffee. You let out a laugh at the glare he gives you. “Good thing you have me.”

“I couldn’t figure out which tie to wear.” Seonghwa admitted. He held up two different color ties. His suit was a dark blue with thin stripes. He looked good in it, but he looked good in everything in your opinion. He was a handsome man. His jet-black hair was always slicked back. He was the type of man that all of the women threw themselves at.

You snatched the light blue tie before walking up to Seonghwa. You lifted up his collar before tying the tie around his neck. Once you were finished you fixed his collar. You also fixed his sleeves of his suit. You couldn’t see it, but Seonghwa had a small smile on his face as you fix his outfit. He can’t help but laugh as you go over his suit with a lint roller.

“Why are you laughing?” You look up at him. You make him turn around so you can go over his back.

“My father said something the other day about you.” Seonghwa told you. “He said that you acted like you were my mother. I can start to see how he was right.”

“Is that so?” You asked sitting the lint roller down. You lean up close to him. Your lips brush against his making him close his eyes. He was always a sucker for your kisses. That was until you pulled away. “Come on. Since you made me come in so early, let’s get started.”

“You know how much I hate it when you’re a tease.” Seonghwa watched as you pulled your laptop and tablet out of your bag. You look up at him and wink.

“I know.”

Seonghwa chuckled as you brought your stuff over to the table where the meeting will take place. You sat down and pulled up the file that had everything that the two businessmen would be going over.

Dae-Hyun was a businessman from a few cities over who owned a lot of restaurants. He wanted to open one up in the city, and he wanted some of the land that Seonghwa had owned. The two of you went over there to eat at one of their restaurants, and you two had enjoyed it. It was a little bit more of the expensive side. You felt like you didn’t do too well in fancy situations. Seonghwa knew this, yet he would still drag you into them.

“Okay. This is what I have so far.”

The two of you spent the next hour going over everything. From the look of the restaurant to the percentage that Seonghwa would want. You had them send over annual salaries, so you could make sure that they were offering you a good price. Especially since the land that they want is in the middle of your town.

You wrote down any questions and suggestions that Seonghwa had on your tablet. That way the two of you could see it during the meeting. You had a habit of writing down questions that you think Seonghwa would have during meetings. That’s why the two of you worked so well together. As soon as he would think of a question, you would already have it written down.

Seonghwa kissed your forehead as you two finished. “You did good.”

“Thank you.” You blushed.

The two of you turned when you heard someone knock on the door. You both got up and fixed your clothing. Seonghwa went to open the door revealing Dae-Hyun and his secretary. The two men shook hands as they greeted each other.

“Thank you for meeting with us Mr. Park.” Dae-Hyun spoke first.

“Please. Call me Seonghwa.” Seonghwa told the two men. He hated being called Mr. Park. He always told you that was his father. You remember making a snarky comment to him about how him and his father was just alike, so you didn’t see why that bothered him so much. This caused him to get upset with him. He didn’t speak with you unless it was for work for a few days. You never learned why that upset him so much. You also didn’t ask either.

“And this must be (Y/N).” Dae-Hyun looked over at you. “We spoke on the phone a few times.”

“Nice to meet you.” You shook his outstretched hand. Your eyes widened slightly as he brought your hand up to his lips and kissed it gently. You could feel Seonghwa glaring at Dae-Hyun without even having to look over at him. “Quite a beautiful woman. Don’t you agree Seonghwa?”

“I do. I’m very lucky to have her as my assistant.” Seonghwa forced a smile. You could tell that he was mad. He had a small vein that popped out on the side of his neck when he was angry. When it was just the two of you, you would normally sit on his lap and massage him. That normally calmed him down. But when you were in public, you had to let Seonghwa deal with it on his own.

“Well, let’s get started, shall we?”

The meeting went well. You and Seonghwa worked like a well oiled machine together, despite only working with each other for less than a year. With your help, Seonghwa was able to negotiate a deal with Dae-Hyun about the restaurant. You even were able to get more money than what you had calculated. Seonghwa placed his hand on your thigh, giving it a tight squeeze. You knew what that meant. He was happy, and he wanted to celebrate. Whether that meant sex or food, you didn’t know. You really didn’t care either. As long as you spent time with him, it didn’t matter.

As you picked up your things, Seonghwa walked the two men to the door. You look over when you hear a chuckle com from Dae-Hyun. You meet Seongwha’s dark eyes for a second before he turned to look back at Dae-Hyun. You could only assumed that Dae-Hyun had whispered something in his ear due to how close he was to Seonghwa.

You roll your eyes at them before turning to pack up your stuff. You walk past the three men as Seonghwa opens the door for them. They said their goodbyes as Seonghwa shut the door. You heard the distinct sound of his door locking before hearing Seonghwa walking towards you. You lean back against his desk looking out of the window as he appears in front of you. You look up to meet his gaze.

“Do you know how hard it was listening to him when all he was doing was staring at you?”

“Is that so?”

Seonghwa raised his hand, resting it on your cheek. His thumb traced over your lower lip before traveling down the side of your face. He trailed his index finger down your neck before reaching your chest. You thought for a moment that he was going to rip open your button up shirt, but he didn’t. Instead he moved his hand to where it was resting on the back of your neck.

“This shirt is very distracting.”

You look down at your chest. You did get hot during the meeting which caused you to remove your jacket and unbutton a few of the top buttons to get some relief. You didn’t mean to cause some unwanted attention from Dae-Hyun. Seonghwa was another story though.

You reach up and unbutton your shirt the rest of the way. Your white laced bra was revealed to Seonghwa. “Is that better?”

Seonghwa waisted no time in pulling your bra down, revealing your breast. Your nipples hardened at the cold air brushing against them. That was soon replaced by Seonghwa’s warm mouth wrapping around your nipple. You let out a sigh of relief as his tongue swirled around your nipple. He released your nipple before he looked up at you with a smirk. His large hands gripped your waist before lifting you up, so you were sitting on his desk.

You grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him between your open legs. His lips pressed against yours in a heated kiss. All it took was a squeeze on your bottom from him to make your mouth open slightly. His tongue slid into your mouth, almost exploring as if he hadn’t kissed you before. His hands then started sliding down to your skirt. You help raised your hips as Seonghwa pulled your skirt up, bunching it at your waist.

Seonghwa broke the kiss before moving to your neck. His lips grazed your ear. “How wet are you babygirl?”

He didn’t wait to hear your answer as he pulled your underwear to the side and sliding a finger through your heat. As gasp came from your mouth as Seonghwa chucked. His pulled his hand up to show you that it was soaking wet.

“Look how wet you are. I’ve barely touched you.” Seonghwa placed his finger that was covered in you juices in his mouth. You watched his eyes roll back as he sucked on his finger. A deep groan came from his lips as he pulled his finger out of his mouth. “You taste divine. Can I taste more?”

“Please.”

“Please what?” His forehead touched yours. “Use your words baby.”

“Please eat me out.” You begged. His lips pressed against yours, silently praising you for following his instructions.

“Good girl.”

He removed your underwear before shoving them in his pocket. He would end up keeping them as prizes. You had complained to him once before because you were running low on underwear. A package arrived to your front door the next week, filled to the brim with underwear. He never admitted that is was him though.

His hands gripped your thighs, placing them over his shoulder as he kneeled down in front of you. He waisted no time diving into your heat. You threw your head back in pleasure before gripping his hair with your hand. Seonghwa felt filled with pride as you moaned out his name.

“That’s right.” Seonghwa placed a kiss on your inner thigh. “Moan out who you belong to. And never forget it.”

“I won’t.” You moan as he inserts his finger into your heat. Seonghwa goes back to sucking on your clit as he moves his fingers in and out of you at a fast pace. You let out a particularly loud moan as Seonghwa curled his fingers inside of you. “Seonghwa, please.”

“Please what, baby.”

You look down to meet his eyes. They shined with mischief as he blew on your clit making you jump. “Please let me cum.”

“Since you did so good this morning baby.”

“Thank you.”

Normally, he teased to you out of multiple orgasms. That’s if he let you orgasm from his mouth. He mostly wants you to cum around his dick. He must be really proud for him to let you cum with his mouth.

You threw your head back as you nearly saw stars as you reached your high. A slew of “Seonghwas” came out of your mouth as you recovered from your high. You jumped when you felt him give your clit one last kiss before standing back up. Seonghwa grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you to him. You felt his constrained dick brushing against your heat as you kissed him.

“I need to be inside of you.”

You unbuckled Seonghwa’s belt before unbuttoning his pants. You pull both his pants and his boxers down before the collected at his ankles. His dick sprung up as it hit the air. You reached for his dick, rubbing your hand up and down as he let out a deep moan. You could tell he was getting impatient, as were you. You spit in your hand before rubbing it across his length. Seonghwa gripped your hips as you led him to your heat.

Seonghwa pushed in with a slow grunt. He placed his forehead on your, watching your facial expression as you adjusted to his large size. Seonghwa had a preference when you two had sex. He wanted to be face to face with you which shocked you at first. That was until you noticed how intently he watched you during sex. He was a gentlemen, watching your facial expressions so he knew how much you enjoyed it.

“You can move.”

Seonghwa pulled out before pushing back into you again. His first few thrusts were slow before he sped up to a sped he knew you both liked. You wrapped your legs around his waist as you pulled him closer. Seonghwa kissed your neck as he thrusted in and out of you. As he got closer to his high, he reached down and started rubbing your swollen clit.

“Seonghwa-”

“I know.” He kissed you. “Me too.”

You burried your head in his neck as you came to your high for the second time. Seonghwa let out a loud grunt as he came right after you. Seonghwa pulled out of you before lifting you up and sitting in his office chair. You slowed your breathing as you laid your head on his shoulder.

As you recovered from your highs, you brushed your hand through Seonghwa’s sweaty hair. He pulled you closer to his body as he buried his head deeper in your neck. He was so loving after sex. He would always make sure your comfortable. Even helping you bathe when he goes too hard. This was the Seonghwa that you loved, not that you would tell him that. Not yet at least.

“We need to get cleaned up. We have another meeting soon.”

Seonghwa looked up at you. “So, no round two.”

“Maybe tonight.”

Seonghwa kissed you softly. “Deal.”

“I really don’t want to do this.”

You hear a scoff coming from your phone that was propped up on the bathroom counter next to you.

“Yes, because going to a fancy gala with one of the most handsome men I’ve ever seen is such a bad thing.”

You look down at your phone with a sigh. You see Chae, your friend, laying on her bed reading a book. You had called her for emotional support because the two of you are completely different. You were someone who like to stay at home. You didn’t like meeting new people. It made you anxious. It took you a long time of practicing in a mirror to at least be decent in talking to people.

Chae, on the other hand, was the opposite. She loved being around people. She was always dragging you to some party or event. She refused to let you stand in the corner playing on you phone while she socialized. She would never let you leave her side, pulling you into her conversations. She pulled you out of your comfort zone, but you appreciated that about her. But at this moment, you wished she would see your side.

“That’s why I don’t want to go. Every girl in the room is going to be staring at him, which means they’ll stare at me. That’s a lot of pressure.”

Seonghwa invited you to a gala that his father was hosting. He said that his father had told him that he was making a big announcement there, but he didn’t know what. You had a feeling it wasn’t going to be good since his father told Seonghwa to invite you as well. It wasn’t a secret that his father wasn’t your biggest fan. You always felt intimated by him. Seonghwa and him were very alike. You could never tell what was on his father’s mind, but you didn’t think it was very good by the glares he gave you when his son wasn’t looking. You never brought it up to Seonghwa though. You didn’t like sticking your nose in everyone’s business. It just got you in unnecessary trouble. Besides, you didn’t work for his father; you worked for Seonghwa.

“(Y/N), I know you don’t like attention, but at a place like a gala, you can’t let that show. If you act intimidated, they will rip you apart trust me. My advice is to give them something to look at.” Chae put her book down to look at you. “Your off to a good start. You look beautiful.”

“Thank you.”

“Can I see your dress now? It’s been killing me.” You laughed at Chae. You had found the perfect dress a few weeks ago after Seonghwa told you about the gala, but you refused to show anyone. Both Chae and Seonghwa were upset about that decision.

You grab your phone and bring it into your bedroom. You sit it on your bed as you put on your dress, listening as Chae yells to hurry up. You zip up the dress before pulling your hair to one side. You were wearing this dress with a matching pair of shoes. You flattened your dress before looking into the mirror. For once, you didn’t feel self conscious in yourself. This dress hid all of your flaws.

“(Y/N)!”

“Alright. Alright.”

You pick up the phone and flip the camera, show Chae your dress. You smile as you hear her scream as loud as she could. You blushed as she showered you with compliments.

“Seonghwa’s going to flip when he sees you. Just make sure he doesn’t mess up that dress.” As she mentioned Seonghwa’s name, someone rang your doorbell. You looked at the clock on your dresser to see that it was time for Seonghwa to pick you up.

“I gotta go. I’ll call you later.”

“You better. I want details.”

You ended your facetime and put your phone in a small clutch. You then made your way to the door. When you opened the door, your jaw almost dropped at Seonghwa. He was dressed in an all black suit. The only color was a matching green handkerchief sticking out of his pocket. His black hair was gelled back with a few pieces framing his face.

You watch as his dark eyes slowly rake down your body. You almost start to feel self conscious because he wasn’t saying anything, but when he looked up at you, those feelings went away.

“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”

You blush at his words. “Stop.”

“Never.” His hands lightly brush your cheeks before pulling you into a sweet kiss. He pulls away with a rare smile. “I’m one lucky man to have you.”

“I feel like I’m the lucky one. You look amazing.”

He rakes his hand slowly down your side, stopping when he grips your ass. Your hands go to his chest as he pulls you towards him. His eyes darken as your breast presses against his chest. “All I want to do is rip that dress off of you.”

“Maybe if you’re good I’ll let you.” You push him back so you can turn and close your door. His hand stays dangerously close to your ass as you lock the door. You put your key in your bag as you turn to look at him. “Lead the way, sir.”

He stares down at you with a smirk on his lips. “You’re going to regret teasing me.”

“Am I though?”

Seonghwa laughs as he grabs your hand. He leads you down to the SUV. He helps you get into the passenger's seat before hopping into the driver's seat. Music plays softly as he pulls out and heads towards the venue.

“Do you have any idea what this announcement is?” You ask.

“I don’t know.” Seonghwa mumbles. “But I have a feeling that it isn’t a good one.”

A groan slips out of your mouth. “Don’t say that.”

You feel fear pop up as you pull up to the venue. Seonghwa parked the car before running around and helping you out. As much as you want to hold his hand as you walk in there, you supress that by fixing your dress. You look up to Seonghwa as he calls your name. When you meet his eyes, his hand raises to your cheek before pulling you into a sweet kiss. He rests his forehead on your when he pulls away.

“Whatever happens tonight, it isn’t going to change anything between us, okay?”

You nod your head, trusting him. “Okay.”

He links your arm in his as the two of you walk toward the venue. You take a deep breath as you mentally prepare yourself for this. No matter what happens, you need to keep a poker face. You know that there is going to be a lot of women in there staring at him, which means glaring at you. You remember Chae’s advice of not letting it mess with you. They can stare at him all they want. But who is he taking home at the end of this?

As soon as you enter the main room, you felt every eye ship to the two of you. You quickly slipped your arm from his before playing the role of his assistance.

"Do you want anything to drink?"

He looked at you with sorrowful eyes. Before he could answer, some girl threw her arms around Seonghwa. You flinch as her talons that she calls nails scratch your bare arm.

"Seonghwa, darling. How have you been?" Her sickly sweet voice hit your ears making your stomach drop. It was Jiyun, Seonghwa's ex. You look over to see her beautiful blue dress that perfectly complemented her pale skin. Her dark hair was pulled in a fancy updo. And her makeup would look better than yours ever would. Her brown eyes shift to yours. "(Y/N), would you be a doll and get us something to drink? The usual please"

You swallow your anger down before giving her a fake smile. "Of course."

You quickly turn and make your way to where the drinks were being served. You told the bartender your orders and waited. You made the mistake and looked back at Seonghwa and Jiyun. Seonghwa met your gaze with an apologetic one. You almost smiled at how cute he looked. That was until Jiyun's hand grabbed Seonghwa's chin to make him look at her. You grumbled as you turned around. You were going to kick Seonghwa's ass for forcing you to come to this. Even if his father ordered you to attend as well.

You thank the bartender as he hands you the drinks. You take a deep breath before putting on another fake smile. You turn and walk back towards Seonghwa and Jiyun.

"Here you two go." You hand them their drinks. Before they could say anything, you bid them farewell. "You two have fun. I'll see you when the dinner starts."

You felt Seonghwa's eyes follow you as you make your way back to the bartender. You ordered the strongest drink they had before throwing it back and requesting another. You wanted to get those two off your mind, but it was hard when you could hear Jiyun's laugh from behind you.

"Don't you just love these things?" You hear a groan from beside you. You look over to see Kim HongJoong. He was a close friend of Seonghwa's. Besides Chae, he was the only other person to know about you and Seonghwa.

"This will be my first and last gala." Your sentence made HongJoong laugh. He clinked his glass against yours.

"One can only dream. How are you two?"

"Good." You reply. "If you count me having to stand here like a statue while that bitch tries to climb Seonghwa like a tree."

HongJoong chokes on his drink at your words. "So tipsy (Y/N) has no filter and is extremely jealous. Noted."

"Do you think you would act any better if you were in my shoes?"

"Absouletly not." He answers immediately making you laugh. "So, what's the point of the gala?"

You shrug. "I don't know, and neither does Seonghwa."

The music stopped as someone stood at the double doors that led to the ball room where dinner was supposed to be. Once he had everyone's attention, he held up the microphone.

"Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen. If you would please make your way into the ballroom, dinner will be served."

You visible relaxed as you smelled Seonghwa's cologne hit you nose. His hand was placed on the small of your back. You fought so hard not to let it affect you. All you wanted to do turn around and fall into his embrace. Instead, you let him lead you into the ballroom.

You had to admit that the place looked beautiful. There were hundreds of hanging lights lighting up the room in a soft glow. Along the edges of the room was bright blue lights that also gave the room a soft blue hue. In the center of the room was a large chandelier. It had branches that had expanded in different directions. There were more handing lights coming off the branches. There was a stage in the back of the room with a black backdrop and similar hanging lights like the ones on the ceiling. There were numerous long tables in front of the stage.

"Come on baby." Seonghwa whispered leading you two to your proper seats.

Music started playing from the live band in the back corner as everyone made it to their seats. You and Seonghwa were seated by a couple of his friends. HongJoong and his wife were in front of you. Another man named Mingi was on Seonghwa's side, and in front of him was Yunho and Yeosang. To your side was Wooyoung, and in front of him were San and Junho. This made you more comfortable as you weren't sitting by Jiyun. Though you her try to convince him of you and her switching spots, but he quickly refused that idea.

After everyone got seated, dinner was served. You have never had food quite this fancy. The appetizer was a creamy butternut squash soup. The main dish was lamb chops with a side of sauteed potatoes. The dessert was Crème brûlée.

Thankfully to Seonghwa and his friends, you forgot that you were at the gala. It felt like a typical Friday night. That was until the music stopped. You hear someone tap a microphone making you look up. Mr. Park Stands on the stage with his microphone in one hand and a glass of champagne.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I hope everyone is having a good time." He received a round of applause from the audience. "Don't forget that we will be having a silent auction within the next hour. All proceeds will go towards the charities of the buyers choice."

You shifted in your chair as you felt a pit of anxiety in your stomach. This gala wasn't just for charity. Seonghwa was right. You glance at him to find him already staring back at you. You feel his hand grab your thigh before squeezing gently, reminding you that everything will be okay.

"There is also one more announcement I need to make." Mr. Park pauses for dramatic effect. "I will be retiring at the end of the year."

Your eyes widen as everyone gasps. You feel Seonghwa stiffen beside you.

"It's no secret I'm getting older in age." He jokes making people laugh. "I was waiting until I was sure my company would be left in good hands, which it is. The company will be going to my amazing son, Seonghwa."

Everyone cheered as Seonghwa played the part. He stood up from his chair before bowing for everyone. Once the applause died down, Seonghwa sat back down. His hand went right back to squeezing your thigh, but this time it didn't make you feel better.

Everyone knew the rule of corporations like this. Seonghwa had to get married before he could inherit the company. And by the gaze Mr. Park gave to you, it wouldn't be you. That's why he wanted you to come. He wanted to rub it in your face that you will never have Seonghwa.

"With that being said, lets get started with the silent auction."

Mr. Park stepped off the stage. The lights went dark as they started to set up the items for the auction. When Seonghwa was sure no one was watching him, he stood up from his seat. He motions you to follow suit.

Seonghwa grabs your hand, lacing your fingers together. He pulls you out of the building. You tried to tell him that this wasn’t a good idea, but the look he gave you shut you up. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him this mad.

“I don’t know who the hell he thinks he is. Doing that in public without talking to me first.” You hear Seonghwa mutter.

You two make your way to his car. When the two of you get to the car, you hold up your dress to get into the car. You expected him to open the door for you, so you let out a gasp as he turns and pins you to the car. His hands grip your waist tightly before lifting you up. Your legs wrap around his waist as his hand squeeze your ass. Your question about what he is doing dies in your throat as he slams his lips to yours. You let out a moan as he squeezes your ass hard, his tongue slipping into your mouth. Your hands grip his hair as he explores your mouth.

He breaks the kiss to trail kisses down your neck. He nips and sucks on a particular spot until you’re sure he has left a mark. You let out a whimper as he continues his attack.

“Hwa, what if someone sees us?”

“I don’t care.” He mumbles making his way back up your neck. “I’ll fuck you right here and show everyone that I’m taken.”

You feel yourself become even more turned on if that was possible as he said those words. He presses his lips to yours once again. This time slightly softer. Your hands caress his face as he breaks the kiss. “Can I take you home?”

“Please.” You beg.

Without putting you down, he opens the passenger's door and sits you inside before getting in himself. You buckle yourself in as Seonghwa starts the car. You don't bother to talk to him, to bothered by the hand lingering on your thigh.

You pull up to his house 15 minutes later. He mutters the word 'stay' before he gets out of the car. He walks around and helps you get out of the car. You follow up up the driveway and into his house.

You both take off your shoes before you take his hand and lead him to his room. You know his eyes are on your ass as you take the stairs. When you walk into his room, you turn around and pull him into a deep kiss. You pull him back before pushing him onto his bed. He lands on the bed with a soft dud.

You thank yourself that the zipper on this dress is somewhere you can reach. You slowly reach around, unzipping your dress before letting it pool at your feet. His eyes darken at your matching black set. You step out of the dress and into his arms as you straddle his waist. His hands roam your bare skin as you kiss down his throat. Your hands work to open his suit before ripping it off of him. You push him to where he is now laying down. You kiss down the expanse of his chest, now working on unbuckling his pants. He lifts his waist so you could pull his pants down his legs. His length springing to life. You didn’t even bother taking his pants off all the way before grabbing his length in your hand. A groan escapes his lips as you slowly lick up his length.

“Fuck, baby. Don’t tease.”

“But it’s so fun.” You wink at him. You lick at the precum at the tip of his length before placing him in your mouth. You go down as far as you can without gagging before sucking. Seonghwa tangles his hand in your hair before forcing you take in more of him making you gag.

“That’s it. Choke on my cock like a good girl.”

You let him continue to guide you up and down his length. You love the noises that come out of his mouth. Each praise makes you wetter. You watch him throw his head back as you reach up and cup is balls, squeezing slightly. You let out a moan as he pulls your hair.

“Are you trying to make me cum in that pretty mouth of yours?”

You pull off of his length with a ‘pop.’ “Yes sir.”

His eyes darken with the nickname. When you first started working for him, he nearly choked on his water when you called him sir. He asked you to never call him that again. You thought it was because it may have reminded him of his father, but no. Turn out it’s his favorite name in the bedroom.

You place your mouth back on his length. His hands remain in your hair, but he lets you lead. You suck as you bob your head, using your hand to won’t fit in your mouth. You can tell with his sounds getting more frequent that he is close.

“Your mouth feels so good on my cock. I’m not going to last much longer.”

You smirk at him before going back down on him. You do what makes him cum every time. You gently graze your teeth on the underneath. He let out one last moan before releasing in your mouth. You swallow before looking up at Seonghwa. His eyes are closed as he comes down from his high. You move back up his body, pressing your lips to his. He responds immediately, pulling you close to him. You moan out as he grinds your core against his. He pulls away and looks at you.

“How many times shall I make you come tonight? Two? Three?”

You feel your back hit the mattress as he quickly flips you over. His hands roam over you as his lips rake down your body. You lift as he undoes your bra. He throws your bra across the room before latching on to your nipple. You let out a high-pitched moan as he bites down on your nipple. You feel his fingers push your underwear to the side. Not even letting you adjust before plunging two fingers into your heat.

“Hwa.”

“That’s right.” Seonghwa tells you. “My name is the only man’s name that will ever come out of your mouth. I’m the only one who’s allowed to make you feel this good. Isn’t that right?”

You let out another moan as he adds a third finger. “Yes, sir. Only you.”

He watches you as he curls his fingers in your heat, watching your back arch off the bed. You claw at his bicep as you chase your high.

“Hwa, please.”

“Please what baby. Don't forget your words.”

You cry out as he applies pressure to your clit. “Please let me cum.”

“Since you asked so nicely.” Seonghwa curls his fingers while continuing putting pressure on your clit. You roll your head back as you feel the familiar knot in your stomach. Seonghwa could tell you were close. “Cum for me.”

That was all you needed to release onto Seonghwa’s fingers. You ride out your high before he removes his fingers. You watch as he raises his hand to your lips.

“Open.”

You comply and open your mouth, sucking on his cum soaked fingers. He removes his fingers and replaces it with his mouth. His tongue explores your mouth, groaning as he tastes you on your tongue. He gives you one last kiss before pulling away.

“That’s one.”

You watch as he rips your underwear off. He practically gleams as he stares down at your heat. He slowly kisses his way up your thigh towards the place you crave him to be.

“Please, Hwa.”

He nips your thigh in response. “Patience baby.”

You groan as Seonghwa continues his slow pace kissing up your thigh. You wait in anticipation as he finally reaches your heat. You shutter as he blows cold air on your heat. You let out a moan as he finally gives you what you want and licks a strip up your heat.

"You sound so beautiful baby."

He doesn't give you a chance to respond before his lips are on your clit, sucking and nipping. You cry out as your back arches. You grip the sheets as Seonghwa eats you out like your his last meal. His fingers enter your heat, pumping fast as he brings you closer to your climax.

"Hwa, please don't stop."

He pulls away and gives you an evil smile, your juices glistening his lips. "What do I get in return?"

"Anything."

"Anything?" Seonghwa raises his eyebrows. "You're going to regret saying that."

He digs back into your heat making you grip his hair, pulling slightly. He moans as you pull his hair, making you moan at the feeling. You start to feel on edge again.

"Hwa, I'm close."

"I know baby."

With a few more pumps of his finger, you swear you see stars as your climax hits you. His name falls from your lips as you come down from your high. You jump as Seonghwa kisses your sensitive bud one last time before coming back up your body.

"That's two."

You grab his neck and pull him to you. He groans as your legs wrap around his waist and pull him closer, his hard length pressing into you. He reaches over, no doubt grabbing a condom. He breaks the kiss long enough to rip open the foil with his teeth. You grab the condom from him, rolling it on his length. You smile as he grits his teeth.

"Can I ride you?" You ask him. You haven't ridden him yet, as it normally make you uncomfortable. You've never done it before, and you were scared of judgement. Right now you weren't. And by the look he gives you, you wished you wouldn't asked sooner.

"God, baby. Yes." His arms wrap around you as he flips the two of you over. You pull yourself up to straddle him. You grab his length and align him with your entrance. You both let out a sigh as you sank down onto his length.

"Fucking hell." Seonghwa groans gripping your waist hard enough to leave bruises. Once you adjust, you place your hands on his shoulders before raising yourself up and back down. Seonghwa helped guide you as he knew you've never done this. He kept praising you. "You're doing so good baby."

You sped up as you got the hang of it, moaning as you bounced on his dick. You felt Seonghwa's hands all over you. One settled squeezing your breasts and the other started rubbing your clit making you moan out.

"Shit Seonghwa."

He could tell you were getting close again. He lifted his hips up to meet your hips. He pulled you down pressing you into a kiss as he continued to raise his hips to meet yours.

"Three." He whispered right as your climax hit. You tried to keep riding him, but you body was starting to get tired. Seonghwa took the hint, flipping you over before pounding into you. You wrap your legs around his waist as you beg. "I know baby. Just one more. You can do that for me, can't you?"

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

A moan escaped with a sharp slap of his hips. "Yes, sir."

He kissed you again as he chased your highs. He was getting close. You could tell as his thrust were getting sloppy. His hand traced your lip before slowly traveling down your body. You claw his back as he rubs you sore clit.

"Cum with me baby."

As if on que, he throws his head into your neck as he climaxes, you following seconds after. He collapses on top of you, being careful not to put too much weight on you.

"Four. That's a new record, baby." He kisses you sweetly. "A new record for me to break."

You weakly smack him as pulls out of you. He discards the condom before getting up and walking to the bathroom. He comes back with a warm rag to get you cleaned up. After cleaning you up, you places you under the covers before shortly joining you. He pulls you into his arms, tightly hugging you as you lay your head on his chest. After a minute, you felt Seonghwa sigh.

"He wasn't always like this, you know."

You lift up your head to look at him. "Your father?"

"He used to be my favorite person." Seonghwa answered. "The one I looked up to. I wanted to be exactly like him."

"When did he change?"

"After my mom died." Seonghwa answered. You felt him tense as his thoughts wondered. You raised your hand to brush at his cheek.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

“They broke all of the rules for each other.” He spoke quietly. “He was in my position. The person he loved was a cleaning lady for our company. He snuck around with her until my grandfather found out. He threatened to cut off my father from the company if he didn’t stop seeing her.”

“What happened then?”

“My father convinced her to run away with him to get married. I found out later that she was pregnant with me at that time. When they came back, they gave my grandfather an ultimatum. He could be happy with his new daughter in law, or he could kick him out of the company.”

“So, he stayed?” You asked.

Seonghwa shook his head. “My grandfather didn’t have a choice. He was getting older in age, and he didn’t have the time to find someone suitable to take over the company. My whole family hated my mother, but she didn’t care. I remember asking her how it didn’t affect her. She answered that it didn’t matter to her because my father was worth it. Ever since I imagined a love like that.”

“That’s why your father wants to marry you off to some random woman.” You realize. “So, you can’t fall in love like he did.”

“I don’t like it, but I do understand it. But that doesn’t mean I won’t fight him to change his mind. I want to marry whoever I want regardless of status.” Seonghwa says.

You thought that was the end of the conversation. Your eyes started to drift shut as exhaustion takes over you. Wrapped in his arms, his hand stroking through your hair, you couldn’t think of a better place to be. Right before you fell asleep, you thought you heard Seonghwa say something, but you weren’t sure.

“And I want to marry you.”

You let out a shaky sigh as you get out of your car. It has been a 2 weeks since the retirement announcement. Which means Mr. Park is already starting dates for Seonghwa's potential wife. His first one was about a week ago. It hurt your pride way more than you would like to admit letting him walk out of that door. He came back so angry, as soon as he saw you, he had you pinned down and fucked you to oblivion. He was calm enough by the next morning to complain of the 'fake ass barbie' he went on a date with. He said she couldn't even wait 5 minutes before asking for sex. That alone made Seonghwa walk out on that date.

Seonghwa was on a business trip to Japan for the next week. He tried so hard to convince you to join him, but you refused. That gave you enough time to pack your things and leave. You already found another apartment a few towns over. You have enough money saved to cover a few months rent while trying to get another job.

He has been on two since. He says that they went slightly better, but they still sucked 'because they weren't you.' You feel your heart break even more with every date he goes on. He knows it affects you. He tries to make you feel better, but his sweet words only go so far. You just couldn't do it anymore. You knew his father wasn't going to quit. And you knew that Seonghwa wasn't going to stand up to his father.

You look down at the two letters in your hand. One for Seonghwa and the other for his father. You let out a shaky breath as you get into the elevator. Your heart keeps trying to convince you of not doing this, but you weren't listening. You kept telling yourself that this was the right thing to do. You couldn't force Seonghwa to choose between you and his job, so you were doing it for him. Even if it broke you.

The elevator ride seems to take forever as you wait for your floor to come up. You wipe your shaky hands off on your jeans as the door opens. You nod at the receptionist as you exit the elevator. Before you could make it to Seonghwa’s office, the receptionist called your name. You turn to look at her.

“Mr. Park called looking for you. He wants to see you in his office.”

“Thank you.” You turned and continued to make your way to Seonghwa’s office. You punch in the familiar code before opening the door.

You walk around the empty room, savoring every memory that you and Seonghwa had in here knowing it would be your last. You loved him more than you ever thought possible. You never saw yourself falling in love, let alone with your boss. You would be forever jealous of who he picked to be his wife. You would forever wish it could have been you. Maybe it would’ve been different if you weren’t a coward and talked to him, but you couldn’t. You wouldn’t make him choose between you or his job. You cared for him too much to make him do that.

You wipe at the stray tear that has fallen as you hold the letter you wrote for him. It took you all night to write this. You could only write a few sentences down before breaking down. You reread it what seems like a million times making sure you wrote everything you wanted to tell him. Everything that you were too scared of telling him in person when the time was right, like how much you loved him. That would be your major regret was not telling him in person before everything went down. At least you wrote down all of your feelings in this letter.

You open the top drawer of his desk before placing the letter on top. You quickly close the drawer and rush out of the room. You wipe at the tears as you head towards Mr. Park’s office. You stood outside of his door for a few minutes trying to calm yourself down. Once you were sure that your eyes weren’t red from crying, you knocked on the door.

“Come in.” You hide any emotion on your face as you open the door and walk into the office, shutting the door behind you. “Good morning, Miss (Y/L/N). Come sit please.”

You walk forward and sit in the chair in front of the desk. You took a chance to look around. This was the first time you have been in this office. He and Seonghwa had similar tastes. The furniture that decorated the room was a dark brown, almost black. He had a deep red couch to the left of them with a matching seat. The room was covered in windows just like Seonghwa’s, but Mr. Park had curtains blocking most of the sunlight, giving the room a dark feel.

“How are you on this fine day?” You finally look at Mr. Park as he speaks to you.

“Fine.” You answer bluntly.

“I’m sure you’re wondering why I called you in here today.”

You shrug as him. “I have my theories. Are you going to fire me?”

You knew that was the only reason people like you came into his office. Seonghwa may be your boss, but Mr. Park was his boss. He had authority to fire you without consulting with Seonghwa. You watch Mr. Parks eyebrows raise as he studies you. Even now, you still can’t read what’s going on in his head.

“Listen, (Y/N). You are an amazing worker. We have gotten farther with you in the past 6 months than with any other assistant.”

“But.” You lean back as Mr. Park talks to you.

“I’m not an idiot. I know you have deep feelings for my son, as he does for you. It would be unwise to let this go on any further knowing what not only Seonghwa’s, but this company’s future is.” Mr. Park explains. You nod along with it even though you already know everything that he is saying. “Seonghwa is set to get married within the next 6 months. You being around would only make it harder for him.”

“I know. Which is why I wanted to give you this.” You pull the letter out of your pocket and hand it to him.

“You’re quitting?” Mr. Park looks up to you after he reads the letter.

“I’m also not an idiot.” You tell him. “And I'm not heartless. I will not let him lose everything that he has worked so hard to accomplish. If that involves me leaving the best job I have ever had, then so be it.”

Mr. Park let out a sigh. “I wish things were different Ms. (Y/N). You would have made an amazing daughter-in-law. But in this industry, it isn’t about love. It’s about money.”

“I am well aware.” You mutter. “But you know what I also think?”

“What is that?”

“You’re scared.” You tell him.

“Scared.”

“You don’t want Seonghwa to marry someone he loves, so he won’t go through the same heartbreak as you.” You watch as his eyes widen.

“(Y/N), I would highly suggest reconsidering your words before you continue.”

You let out a mixture of a laugh and a scoff at him. “I could spend hours lecturing you on how you don’t deserve your son, but I won’t. But I will tell you this, I am not doing this for you or your company. I could care less about that. I am doing this for Seonghwa. For the man who taught me how to love, and I fear that I will never find someone who is even a fraction of the person he is. He is so selfless, only wanting to please you. Even if that means marrying someone who he could never love. One day I know he will despise you for what you have done. And I can’t wait for that day.”

You let out a satisfied sigh at the fact that you rendered him speechless. You get up from the chair and make your way out of the room. You don’t even acknowledge him when he speaks to you again.

“Good luck on your endeavors, Ms. (Y/N).”

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Bring Me Home Arc 2 Part 14

WIP Wednesday is happening this week! I would've had it up an hour or two ago, but I ended up having to run an emergency errand for my mom to keep her friend's car from being towed. But it's all been taken care of!

Story Summary: Tim and Danny are both neglected by parents who care more about their work than their families. They deal with this by spending too much time online and find each other playing MMORPGs. They keep up their friendship as Tim becomes Robin and Danny becomes Phantom and don't bother keeping secrets from each other.

Note: Anyone who still doesn't know which episode I'm basing this arc on should know by the end of this segment. I did realize I made a mistake, though. The invading ghosts are Walker's guards. In the episode, up to this point the trio never refer to them as such. The audience, however, sees Walker send them in. I took that as Danny and co didn't realize they were Walker's people. But as I was going through minute-by-minute while writing, Danny does call them Walker's goons. So he knew the entire time. I'm adjusting that going forward and I'll retroactively make the edits before posting to AO3.

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Everyone left Sam’s house at the same time. The Amity crowd had to get to school and no one felt comfortable staying at Sam’s house while she wasn’t home. As they ate a quick breakfast, Tim noticed Conner’s fingernails were painted.

“Looks good, Kon,” he commented.

“Thanks,” said Sam. “I did them last night while you and Danny were sleeping. Introduced him to actual music, too.”

Conner grinned. “She’s promised to burn me some CDs before we go.”

“A mixed tape is the only valid way to share music,” Sam agreed. “And if he’s gonna rock the punk look, he should know the punk culture, too.”

Tim laughed. “Well, looks like we know what we’ll be listening to on the way home. Will you need a CD player, Kon?”

“Is my laptop not good enough?”

Tim clicked his tongue. “Come to Gotham with me. I know I have an old one lying around. Nothing like listening to a CD while lying somewhere, wired headphones tangling up as you shift position. If you want the authentic experience, that’s the only way to go.”

Conner shrugged, clearly unsure. “If you say so.”

Danny yawned. “You’re giving him Dumpty Humpty, right?”

Sam snorted. “Am I giving him Dumpty Humpty? Who do you think I am? Of course I am!”

“Good. You can’t introduce someone to good music and leave out Dumpty Humpty.”

Tim nodded. “Yeah, you’ve gotten me into them. They’re fun. You’ll like them, Kon.”

“You played a song or two by them last night, right?” Conner asked.

Cassie nodded. “Yep. That’s who she was playing when Tucker, Bart, and I left to get some sleep in the other room.”

“Ah, yeah. That’s right. I liked them.”

“Of course you did,” said Sam as she flicked her hair. “I have excellent taste.”

Tucker was typing away on his PDA. “So what’ll you be doing while we’re in school?”

Tim grimaced. “I was thinking of hitting up the local library. We want to learn more about the ghosts. But also B has said that a condition of allowing me to extend my trip is that I keep up with my own schoolwork. So I have some catch up to do.”

Danny waved his spoon at him. “And you get on me for not doing my work.”

“Yeah, but you want to graduate and, like, go to college and shit. The stuff I want to do doesn’t require a diploma of any kind. B’s just making me do it because he society has convinced him it’s important.”

Tucker’s PDA alarm went off. “And that alarm means if we’re not out the door in five minutes, we’re gonna be late.”

Everyone groaned as they pushed away from the table and collected their belongings. The walk into town was filled with music discussion. Bart and Conner mostly listened and took note of recommended bands and musicians. Sam tended to know the most obscure stuff, but Tim knew some foreign bands from his time in Europe that no one else had heard of.

The walk was, thankfully, not disturbed by ghosts, but Danny’s ghost sense did go off several times.

“Didn’t your parents make a device that can track ghosts?” asked Tim the third time he complained. “Would that help you locate them?”

Danny hummed thoughtfully. “Maybe, I’ll have to see if I can find it. My parents stopped using it when it kept zeroing in on me. It was too loud for stealth use, though, and loudly went off anytime I was in range. And it didn’t work great for a 3D environment. So Tucker and I would have to develop a new display that can tell me if one is above or below me.”

“I should be able to help, too. You know how good I am with computers.”

“If I can find the device or blueprints, I’ll take you up on that.”

Not long after, they had to say goodbye at the entrance to Caspar High. Dash and his friends also arrived at about the same time. The group stared at Danny, but didn’t move to interact.

“Think they’re still overshadowed?” asked Conner, mirroring Tim’s thoughts.

“God, I hope not,” said Danny.

“But knowing our luck…” Sam trailed off.

Tim sighed. “Keep your distance as much as possible.”

“I know, mom.” Danny rolled his eyes. The school bell rang and he adjusted his backpack strap. “Gotta go. Have fun at the library.” His sarcasm was very evident and he hugged Tim.

The gesture surprised him and his return hug was slightly delayed. “I think I’ll find more than enough to amuse me there.”

With a quick goodbye, the trio rushed off before they could be late.

“So,” said Cassie, “Sam and Tucker seem to have a ton of ideas about you and Danny.”

Tim rolled his eyes. “Danny and I only met in person less than forty-eight hours ago.”

Bart nudged him. “And yet you’re already sleeping in the same bed and giving each other goodbye hugs.”

“I do the same with you guys.” He pulled out his phone to check the location of the library. “Come on, let’s just get to the library. I want to see if they have a digital subscription to the local paper we can use.”

Tim didn’t get much schoolwork done that morning, but he did find out Danny was originally named Inviso-Bill by the press and immediately began planning ways to prank him with that knowledge.

For the rest, he compared what was reported vs what had actually happened with past ghost attacks. One thing was clear, Danny needed much better PR. Hopefully being seen working with the Young Justice would help. And maybe Sam would actually listen if he tried to give pointers on how to manage public perception.

Shortly after noon and before Tim could even pretend he was about to switch over to school work, his phone rang.

“Hey, Danny. What’s up?”

“Tim! Do any of you speak Esperanto?”

“Uh… I don’t. Let me ask Bart.” He lowered the phone to ask.

“Esperanto? What’s that?” asked Bart.

“I’ll explain later,” said Tim. Back into the phone, he added, “Doesn’t look like it. Why? What’s going on?”

“So… You remember that wolf ghost with the collar? Walker’s goons are after him, too. I’m not sure why since he only speaks Esperanto. I got him away from both them and my parents. Think you can keep him safe until school is out? If I miss any more class I’ll be grounded until graduation. Senior graduation.”

Tim gestured to his friends to pack everything up. “Yeah, sure. Where are you right now? I’ll have Bart meet you first and the rest of us will follow.”

Danny gave him directions to a forested area behind the school which Tim relayed to Bart. As soon as the group was out of the library, Bart rushed ahead to Danny.

Over the phone, Danny let him know Bart had arrived. “Oh, and Tucker just got here, too. Excellent. He can speak Esperanto as well. Looks like he’s explaining things to big and hairy over here.”

“Great. We’ll be there soon as we can.”

“Can we fly there?” asked Conner.

Cassie nodded. “People would just think we’re more ghosts.”

Tim rolled his eyes. “Superboy and Wonder Girl were seen in town just last night. No.”

Conner stuck his tongue out at him. “Spoilsport.”

“Relax. It’s not far. GPS has us in the general location in, like, ten minutes.”

“Fine, fine,” sighed Cassie. “We’ll be good.”

Tim elbowed her with a grin. “Now, I never said you had to do that.”

Conner laughed. “So, what is this Esperanto language, anyway? I haven’t heard of it.”

“It’s a conlang based on European languages that’s supposed to be easy to learn. The idea was to make a sort of common language for Earth without promoting a single language like English. It hasn’t gained a lot of traction, though. And if Bart doesn’t know it, then it likely won’t.”

“Huh, weird. Why do you think a werewolf ghost know an Earth-based conlang?”

“Oooh! I bet it’s because he’s the manifestation of some teenage girl’s OC,” offered Cassie.

Tim laughed. “Or maybe the OC of one of the people to create Esperanto.”

Conner shook his head. “You’ve got this all wrong. He’s from an alternate future where Esperanto did take off and a werewolf virus spread among humans.”

The ten minute walk was filled with more and more outlandish theories ending with the wolf being the reincarnation of Jesus who was trying to bring humanity together through the reinstitution of a common language like in the pre-Tower-of-Babel days.

At the edge of the woods, Tim nudged Conner. “Can you hear where they are?”

“Yep. Follow me.”

And then it was less than two minutes before Tim could see them. “Oi! Danny!” he called out with a wave.

Danny flew over to them and hugged him. “Thank you so much! You’re gonna save me so many detentions.” He grabbed Tim’s hand and pulled him towards Tucker and the ghost. “Tim, this is Wulf. Wulf,” Danny said while making eye contact, “Friends.” Then he slowly pointed to each person and said their name.

Tucker rolled his eyes and repeated the information in Esperanto. Tim recognized his and his teammates names and many of the words felt familiar. Likely since he knew or was learning a few European languages.

“So, will we just hang out here for the next few hours until you get out of school?” asked Tim.

“Yeah. It’ll only be about two and a half hours. That okay? Then we’ll go back to Sam’s place. We can hide in her basement.”

“We’ve hung out in worse places for longer,” said Bart. “This is practically cozy. And me or one of the others can run into town for food and supplies. Anything you want from your parent’s place? Food? Snacks?”

Tucker grinned. “If you could get some jerky, that’d be great. No meat at Sam’s.”

Danny laughed. “If we think of anything else, one of us will text it to the group chat.”

An alarm buzzed on Tucker’s PDA. “We’ve got to get back now.”

“Shit. Okay. I’ll fly us back. Bye Tim, everyone!” Danny picked up Tucker and flew away, turning invisible before he was more than a few yards away.

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So, more banter and more plot! We're almost starting to get somewhere! This marks roughly the halfway point of the episode. And the arc is almost 25k words. This is why I take forever to publish anything. It always spirals out of my control. Even this section, I originally opened with them in the library. But then I remembered I wanted to have Sam paint Conner's nails and that led to me adding over 900 words to the beginning.

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#dpxdc #danny fenton #tim drake #and the rest #eventual dead tired #i should probably stop adding the ship tag #since that wont happen til arc 3 #(assuming I don't fit another arc in first)#the gang meets wulf!#their first friendly ghost #that's how early in the series this is set #how many of you recognized the episode before this installment?

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