#oh and the ending with irene (both endings)

[evilkitten3]

hi gang! i know it's been,,,,, literally years since i started working on my fairy tail rewrite but i do want to assure anyone still interested that it is still something i'm working on. however, perhaps unsurprisingly, a lot has changed since i first started the project, so i wanted to give some updates on things people have expressed interest in in the past:

-i toyed with the idea of aro/ace erza for a while and while i do genuinely love the concept, i ultimately decided that it wouldn't really fit into what i want to do with her character. so tragically i can't fulfill this initial idea. i'm a little disappointed myself tbh but i actually really like what i came up with for her part of the story, so... hope this wasn't what anyone was looking forward to the most.

-when i first mentioned rewriting ft, i said there'd be no fanservice. however, having thought about it for some time, fairy tail is a series where somewhat dirty jokes have been since the start, and i don't think it's entirely fair to get rid of it altogether just bc the last couple of arcs forgot to do anything else. i will however promise that no one is going to be less important than their own boobs.

-the relationship between gajeel and team shadowgear will absolutely still be important, but i don't intend to put gajeel or levy in a relationship with anyone, including each other. this isn't really about whether i like the ships involved or not; it's just that i actually ended up putting a bit more of a spotlight on this little faction than i'd intended to (tbh i'd been pretty sure gajeel and levy would have somewhat more minor roles, but fortunately it looks like they'll stay major supporting characters)

-lucy and her family are going to be marginally more complicated than what we got in canon, and while i don't plan to give away too much too soon, there might be some hints towards what's really going on there significantly before i actually unveil my masterpiece (i am ngl so so SO happy with my version of the heartfilia family. i feel like it's both somewhat original and also fits within the world of fairy tail. idk if anyone else is going to be enjoying keeping up with the heartfilias as much as me but i sure hope so. whoa boy)

-natsu spends a lot more time looking for igneel. not like 100% absolutely dedicated nothing else matters or anything (bc that's just not natsu), but it is his main motivation throughout a good chunk of the story, so i'm hoping to bring that into play a bit more.

-i've been pretty clear on this part since the beginning, but ultear and siegrain are going to play a much bigger role in the early parts of the story. this is both bc i adore their dynamic and bc crime sorcière is unfortunately not going to happen. just getting that part out of the way now. as much as i adore them, it just doesn't work here. i don't intend for them to usurp the story or anything, but they definitely have a much bigger and more direct impact on the plot. also like reasons for doing things and better publicity than most of the rest of the council.

-i simply am not going to have the time to give natsu's parents the screentime they deserve, but i promise to give them as much as i possibly can. unfortunately, they really don't matter all that much in term's of natsu or zeref's parts in the story, but there are a couple of other characters with fairly strong ties to them, so it's not like i'm going to ignore them entirely

-cubellios is and will forever remain a snake. hiss hiss

-none of the other manga side stories (including 100 year quest) are going to be taken into account whatsoever. i simply do not care <3

-zeref and mavis's relationship is deeply, DEEPLY important to the plot, but it absolutely isn't romantic at all, so sorry if you were hoping it would be. also i tried my best to make mavis significantly more interesting (plus yuriy, warrod, and precht. especially precht)

-none of the big 4 ships will happen. this isn't due to me not liking them for the most part (i mean, i don't but tbh that really isn't relevant here; i have no problem with writing for ships i don't ship myself if it works with the story), it's either bc it doesn't fit into these versions of the characters or it just didn't end up happening. i know this is gonna put some people off, but i hope you'll give it a try anyway once it's done; i ended up trying out a few things i'd never thought about before and really enjoying them, so hopefully i won't be alone in that.

-the celestial spirits are currently one of my bigger roadblocks writing-wise bc while they're also very important to the story, they rarely get enough screentime to showcase anything other than their powers and One Quirky Trait. and there are so dang many of them; it's kinda hard to balance. however, i know what i want to do with them in the long run, so it's more a matter of getting them there and not having them effectively turn into lucy's somewhat talkative pokémon. also, the spirits aren't property– they've made a contract with their wielder, and this is very very relevant. they are also not human. you may want to keep those two things in mind.

-if a character dies and you see their body and their body is definitely 100% checked-their-pulse-and-tried-cpr dead, that character is dead. it's a fantasy story, so i'm not going to pretend there's no possible way to un-die, but i will say this: consider whether or not dying a likely-traumatic death and then coming back is a good thing.

-there will be ocs. this is basically unavoidable due to what few changes i've made, but i'm hoping they'll at least be enjoyable ocs. most of them shouldn't be relevant for a while anyway

-there are, and i cannot stress this enough, characters that may for some reason have something to gain from lying to the heroes. or to other villains. or to themselves. characters lie, or twist the truth, or are wrong, or a bajillion other things.

-whoever you're expecting the final badguy to be, you're wrong

-lastly, and this is easily the most important, i have completely changed irene's character design to one of mashima's concept art versions of her. if you've never seen it, here's the piece of that sketch collection i'm talking about:

^that's my irene. love me some unhinged old ladymom

#ek3 writes #long post #seriously this is a very long post so if you don't care i won't judge you for not looking BUT #there is a hot old lady at the end. as a treat #fairy tail rewrite #ek3 rewrites ft #fairy tail #genuinely the older version of irene is both much more interesting and just generally hotter than any of the others #oh yeah she also isn't a dragon belserion is just her surname there's no dragon involved and she's not like a bajillion years old #there are other characters that are way older than they look but they aren't anybody's mom #....actually mommy issues are something of a theme now that i think about it #canon!ft: wow look at all the daddy issues #ftr: lol. lmao. lmom #also like i have some subplots that i KNOW no one has ever done anything with before #baby i'm putting relationships between characters who've never even looked at each other #this shit's getting ~COMPLICATED~ #family is confusing and distressing just go join a wizard guild and have adventures #also for anime fans– edo!lisanna's body never disappeared; there is a corpse in lisanna's grave #i don't even consider that a spoiler tbh

[widevibratobitch]

Top 5 Rodrigos

1. Ettore Bastianini because of course

2. Mario Sereni

3. Paolo Silveri

4. Mariusz Kwiecień and Etienne Dupuis*

5. Tito Gobbi

#*to be entirely fair. I don't think (especially in Mariusz's case) the role suits them vocally especially in the heavier parts #(though Mariusz gets a big gold star for his amazing showstopping etc trills + singing that last phrase in the quartett in falsetto) #if i were to *only listen* to the opera id probably skip them. BUT. #both of them have put their entire goddamn pussy into delivering us the gayest and suave and heartwrenching Rodrigo #and i could (and have) look(ed) at them playing him for hours on end and never get bored and every time have my heart broken in pieces #so they absolutely belong on this list. bless them. i will never not lament over the fact that Mariusz quit singing and withdrew from that #roh don carlo that was supposed to have fabiano and furlanetto (and i think even rachvelishvili) in the cast too. but it was 2020 #so it wouldn't have taken place anyway since. oh well. #Sereni and Silveri have two of the most beautiful baritone voices I've ever heard and honestly they fit Posa so well. Sereni especially. #he acts so well with his voice. he's so passive-aggresively suave with eboli in the letter trio and so energetic and agitated in restate. #i really really love his rodrigo. the recording also features Corelli (whom i love to the moon and back but i wanna strangle him when #he goes for the high C at the end of his moments with Rodrigo instead of going down with him and finishing on the same note together) #and Hines who is an amazing Filippo. and one of the very best Ebolis Ive ever heard. Irene Dalis. she's THE star of this recording honestly #and it would be one of the greatest Don Carlo recordings ever if not for the Elisabetta who sucks so much like honestly. eww. #and Gobbi. Im not his greatest fan in general but he clearly wants to fuck Rodrigo and it shows in his singing so. A+ #also his Rodrigo is so overwhelmingly gentle and so elegant and makes me wanna ashsjsdk i really just want to kiss his forehead and hug him #Bastianini I don't need to explain ofc #don carlo #ask

[apute11as]

Baby troubles - Alexia/Jenni x child!reader

Summary: Mami and Mama have some big news to tell you, who knows how you’ll react.

Warnings:⚠️pregnancy, sickness, hitting, suggestive language.

Based on this request 🤍

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Mami and Mama told you they had important news to share with you this weekend. You wondered what it was and why they couldn’t just tell you straight away but they’d insisted that they had planned a special day on Sunday, where they’d tell you the news.

It was currently Saturday and you were excited as you were spending the day with Tia Alba and Abuela. Alba had taken you to the park whilst Abuela was preparing lunch and you’d bumped into Mami and Mama’s teammate Irene and her son Mateo. Mateo was a good friend of yours as the two of you often ended up playing together with his other mom when Alexia, Jenni and Irene were training with the national team.

The two of you played together for a while whilst Tia Alba sat on a bench and talked to Mateo’s mothers. After a little while, Tia Alba called you and told you it was time to go back for lunch.

When you got home, the smell of food instantly hit your nostrils and you bounded inside to see what was for lunch. To your delight, Abuela was cooking up Tortilla Española which was your absolute favourite. You’d also spotted Panellets in the oven which made your excitement grow even further. Normally, Abuela only made them on special occasions but you welcomed the change.

“Hola Bebé how was the park?” she greeted you with a smile

“So good Abuela we saw Mateo!” You beamed

“Yes we did she was a very good girl!” said Alba

“Ah well that’s good because good girls get dessert!”

“Si si I am so good!” You shrieked with excitement.

——

Lunch was nice and dessert was even nicer. You spent the rest of the afternoon playing games and watching a movie with Tia Alba. The two of you were snuggled up together on the sofa when the doorbell rang. Abuela went to answer it, and was met with the two stressed faces of your Mama and Mami.

“Hola Mami how has she been?” Questioned Alexia, leaving a kiss on her cheek.

“She’s been good mija don’t worry it’ll be fine, how are you feeling?” she questioned her oldest daughter, hand placed on her flat stomach.

“Fine Mami stop fussing please” said Alexia shaking off her mother’s hand.

“Hola Eli” said Jenni from behind

“Hola querida” she said greeting Jenni with a hug and kiss to the cheek.

“Mama! Mami!” You yelled, racing toward them and wrapping them in a group hug!

“Oh mi amor” said Alexia picking you up and hugging you further.

“Careful Ale” warned Jenni as Alexia carried your weight on her hip

“It’s fine Jen and hush she doesn’t know” urged Alexia

“She won’t know what I mean” scoffed Jenni

“She’s also got ears and an annoying habit of repeating stuff so I’d drop it, both of you” added Alba gesturing to you.

“What’s going on?” You asked, confused

“Nothing bebita are you ready to go home? Go find your shoes and bag, Mami can help you” suggested Alexia.

“Mami can help can she?” Asked Jenni with a raised eyebrow.

“Si she can unless she wants me to have to bend over and carry her heavy rucksack?” said Alexia raising her own eyebrow.

With a sigh, Jenni silently agreed and began getting you ready to leave.

“Whipped” said Alba with a laugh that earned her a smack from her sister and mother

——

Once you made it home, Mama cooked some dinner whilst you and Mami sat on the counter drawing a picture each.

“Would you like to help or keep drawing your flowers like the child you are?” Alexia questioned Jenni

“I’ll keep drawing thanks for the offer babe” teased Jenni

“You’re insufferable you know that” said alexia waving a wooden spoon in Jenni’s direction

“Oh but you love me” she replied, standing up to hug her wife from behind.

“Maybe a little bit” huffed alexia

“Mmm only a little bit” hummed jenni, kissing her neck softly.

“Ay no not in front of the baby” hissed Alexia swatting her wife with the wooden spatula, causing you to erupt into a fit of giggles.

“Oh spanking with a spatula, that’s something I could get on top of or underneath your choice babygirl” retorted Jenni with a suggestive wink, hands wandering over her wife’s body.

“Oh! My! God!” Pleaded Alexia, smacking her again after each word. “You are disgusting Jenni Hermoso! What if she repeats your words at school or to my mother huh? What would we do then” she urged

“Ugh fine you’re right sorry bebita” Jenni replied, kissing Alexia’s cheek with a grin before holding a hand out for you to high-five, which you gladly did.

“Seriously you’re teaming up against me now” Alexia said with a sarcastic pout. “I hope the next baby is on my side” she smirked.

“Ale!” Hissed Jenni at Alexia’s comment on the baby.

They hadn’t told you yet and had planned a way of telling you tomorrow, that would ensure the best reaction out of you.

“No next baby!” you shouted

“Ay why no next baby?” Jenni questioned, her gaze flickering between you and her wife’s glossy eyes that looked as though they might burst into tears at your comment.

“Our family is a 3 and girls only! We can’t have a boy baby in it!” you announced

“What about a girl baby?” Jenni pushed further

You thought about it for a minute. A girl baby might be acceptable, you could share toys and play dress up together! But you’d have to share Mami and Mama and you wouldn’t be their little baby anymore.

“No no girl baby! No boy baby! Just me, you and Mama!” You spat

As if on cue, Mama burst into tears beside you.

“Oh Ale, hey don’t cry she’s not thought about it properly” Jenni pleaded, wrapping the younger woman in a hug, allowing her to cry into her shoulder.

“Why is Mama crying?” You asked confused and worried as to what had happened.

“She’s gonna be ok bebé why don’t you go put the tv on for a bit?” Offered Jenni, still holding a tearful Alexia.

“No! Why is mama crying?” you insisted

“Should we just tell her now?” Jenni questioned

“She will… hate me” Alexia hiccuped between tears

“No mi querida she won’t she’ll get over it eventually and she’ll love having someone” Jenni comforted

“please tell me Mama, no hate you never!” you said jumping out of your seat and joining the hug.

Mami picked you up and placed you onto her hip, wrapping an arm around a tearful Alexia and guiding her to the living room. She sat down and pulled Alexia to sit beside her, manoeuvring you onto her lap.

“Bebita we have some important news to tell you but please don’t be mad or upset okay?” Jenni began

“Okayy…?” You frowned

“So do you remember all the needles Mama kept having to put in me every night?”

“Yes they were scary I don’t like needles” you gagged

“Well those needles were from a special doctor and they put something in me to make eggs”

“Eggs?! Your special doctors gave you scrambled eggs needles?” You blurted loudly

Jenni couldn’t help but smile at your obliviousness.

“No mi amor not scrambled eggs, special eggs and when these special ‘scrambled’ eggs from my body are taken by the doctor, the doctor mixes it with something special. Then the doctor put them into Mama” she explained

“I don’t get it” you said with a nose scrunched in confusion.

“Well these special eggs made a little tiny baby in Mama and then after 9 months a little baby will be born” she continued cautiously

“And then you and Mama will give the baby back to the scrambled egg doctor?” you questioned. Jenni felt Alexia tense up and dig her fingernails into the hand she was holding at your comment.

“Well no, this is what we did with you but the other way around. We used Mama’s eggs and my belly and then we had you, so we keep the baby and it’s your baby sibling, how’s that?”

“No don’t want a baby sibling! Give the baby back to the scrambled eggs doctor!” You yelled, smacking your Mami’s arm and running off to slam your bedroom door behind you.

“I told you” Alexia whispered before beginning to cry again. Jenni pulled her onto her lap and began carding her fingers through Alexia’s hair.

“She’ll come around bebita don’t worry” Jenni offered

“How can I not worry Jenni she hates me and she hates the baby, I wish we’d never decided to have another” sobbed the blonde

“No no Ale don’t say that, she’s going to love this baby, we just need to have a proper chat with her ok?” She said kissing her wife’s forehead and wiping the tears away with her thumb pads.

“Okay we can try” Alexia gave in

You’d ended up falling asleep after your outburst, so Jenni and Alexia decided to leave you be and retire to their own bed. Jenni had run a bath for the both of them to destress and had then held Alexia until the two drifted into sleep.

——

Alexia awoke bright and early the next morning as she felt a wave of morning sickness overtake her body, she sprang out of bed and threw up violently into the toilet bowl.

“Oh bebé” Jenni sighed in empathy, remembering when she was pregnant with you and how awful the sickness felt.

“Sorry I woke you” replied Alexia stiffly

“No amor don’t apologise, do you want some water?” questioned the older woman

“Si por favor” replied the blonde

“Ok I’ll be back in a minute bebita” assured the striker, bending down to kiss the midfielder on the head, before making her way into the kitchen.

Jenni grabbed a glass out of the cupboard, and filled it with cold water from the fridge. She was just about to make her way back to the bedroom to give it to Alexia, when she felt a small tug on her sleep shirt.

Glancing down she was met with your small form, clutching your old baby blankie and looking up at her with big eyes.

“Hola pequeña in just getting this for Mama and then I’ll come back and see you okay?”

She questioned

“Sorry Mami, I made Mama cry I didn’t mean to.” You pouted, eyes wide

“Hey it’s ok Bebita” she comforted, placing the cup down on the side and hoisting you onto her hip. “How about you come with me and you can apologise to Mama?” She questioned picking the glass back up and moving you into one arm.

“Okay Mami” you smiled

Jenni walked carefully into the other room, you helping her by opening the bedroom door, as she had no hands left from carrying both you and the glass of water.

Upon entering the room, you were surprised to see your Mama hunched over the toilet, face pale, body slumped.

“look who I found on the way” Jenni said putting you down on the floor outside the bathroom and placing the glass on the floor next to her wife.

You stood watching shyly from the doorway, flinching as your Mama threw up into the toilet bowl.

“Mama are you sick?” you asked timidly, sucking at your blanket.

“No mi amor, I’m ok” she replied, exhaustion evident in her voice

“Why’d you throw up?” you asked

“Because I’m growing a baby in me and sometimes the baby makes me feel a bit sick so that it can grow properly”

“Baby hurt you?”

“No not hurt me just make me a bit uncomfortable that’s at all” she said sipping her water slowly

“Oh ok, when I was in Mami’s belly did I make her sick too?” you asked innocently

“You definitely did, I was up every morning throwing up when you were in my belly” laughed Jenni as she rubbed soothing circles around Alexia’s back.

“Will you love this baby more than me?” you asked quietly

“No bebé where did you get that from?” Asked Jenni

“Well a girl at my school said that she got a new baby brother and then all her family were so excited and gave all the attention to him when he was born.” you explained. “I don’t want a baby sibling because I don’t want you and Mama to forget about me” you said, pouting sadly

“Oh mi amor we would never forget about you, we won’t love you or the baby more than one another” stated Jenni, moving to wrap you into a hug.

“Will baby share my toys?” You asked

“A little bit but we will also get baby some new toys, is that okay with you?” Asked the striker

“Yes I can share with baby” you smiled “sorry for shouting at you Mama” you said moving to hug her.

Alexia attempted to stand up to meet the hug but stumbled back down, forgetting that she’d just basically thrown up her entire stomach lining and likely had no energy left. Jenni moved to catch her before she fell back down, before picking her up bridal style.

“Alright cariño we’re going to take you to the bed okay?” Jenni asked the blonde who was draped limply in her arms.

“Gracias amor” she replied weakly

“We are gonna take care of you and baby Mama!” you assured her

“Thank you Bebé te amo mucho” alexia smiled at you

“I love you and Mami too and I will love my baby sister too”

“Or brother” Jenni chimed in

“Fine maybe a baby brother is allowed” you replied causing the pair to laugh at your answer.

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Thank you for reading, I’m finally working my way through requests 🤣

#woso x reader #woso #woso imagine #fcb femeni #espwnt x reader #barcelona femeni x reader #fcb femeni x reader #alexia putellas x reader #alexia and jenni #jenni hermoso #jenni hermoso x reader #alexia putellas imagine #alexia putellas

[lxdymoon0357]

Hi, Navi! May I request some headcanons for Felix Chamberlain from I have become the hero’s rival with a transmigrator!reader who just wants her favs to be happy and to have a peaceful life too, but somehow gets the magician’s attention anyway? It would be interesting if one of the original male leads had interest in the transmigrator!reader, though it’s all up to you! :)

Felix Chamberlain X Transmigrator! Reader HCs

▼ You were ECSTATIC to be a transmigrator and that to your special manhwa!! You were definitely gonna help Irene, Claudia and Felix and you really wanted to see Irene and Felix's love bloom in front of your eyes and luckily you were a middle-class person and you applied to be Claudia's playmate or something...

▼ You quickly got close with her and Irene and you three were the ICONIC trio!! and you quickly became friends with Felix as well, you'd help Claudia escape the male leads as much as you could by remembering the manhwa!

▼ And you slowly started developing feelings, before it was for him like a fictional character, but now for real....But you were afraid that after this finished, you'd be thrown back into your real world, so you didn't act on your feelings...

▼ You became very close with them and eventually told them about you being from another world, Irene was VERY happy to learn someone was from her world, and you couldn't bother to explain to her how she was also a part of the manhwa, so you went along with it!

▼ Also Irene was mean to end up with Felix, right? Yeah, it's not like the manhwas you read where you might end up with the character when their love interest is RIGHT THERE! But he seemingly never got close with Irene in a romantic path and neither did Irene...and this confused you...

▼ Felix would love to bond with you by asking you how you used to live, what you used to eat, where you lived, what you looked like...and whom you dated, yes he's jealous of them...don't worry...

▼ And soon you confessed and you started dating, it was such a big thing for Irene and Claudia who had been shipping you two since day 1 and Lerase himself was quite happy as he seemed to have taken a liking to you as well...

▼ He would love to hear stories about how you lived, how things are different in your world and whom you hated and loved and liked or some random stories from childhood...He wanted to know what you are like before you came into his arms in this world.

▼ He would have a portrait of you painted on what you looked like before, and he gets a smaller copy on a page and he sleeps with the smaller portrait beside his bed! He can not get over the fact you looked so cute!

▼ Irene and you would often reminisce on how life was before you came here and how much you miss things from back then, but you both are so utterly grateful to be here and be in love with the Chamberlains...Yes, Irene liked Claudia...

▼ Oh btw, Benjamin took a weird liking for you and Lerase apparently didn't like that....and crushed his skull in his bare hands, of-course you didn't see him crush his skull, but you were there during the aftermath and god in your eyes does Felix look hot covered in blood...

▼ Oh you got Irene and Felix and told them how in the original story, Irene and Felix were meant to be together and how they both....yeah...of-course those two looked a bit grossed out and a felt a bit weird, because first, they don't like each other, they like Claudia and you respectively and they can't honestly see themselves together, no matter what you say or do...and you honestly find it funny and bring it to make the two cringe up and look grossed out...

▼ Claudia loves to hear about the pretty dresses and what women can do and can't do in the modern world and how much people wanted her and Irene to get together and sh's happy to hear that

▼ In all honesty, it's a adventure everyday with the trio and you being with them! Double dates, double couples and quadrouple trouble~

#navi⌗writes⌗ #navi⌗answers⌗!!!!! #felix chamberlain x you #felix chamberlain x reader #felix chamberlain #felix x reader #korean manhwa #manhwa couple #manhwa x reader #manhwa recommendation #manwha #manhwa x y/n #manhwa x you #manhwa headcanons #manhwa scenarios #manhwa imagines #manhwa drabbles #i became the hero's rival #i became the hero's rival x reader #manhwa smut #I became the hero's rival #felix chamberlain x y/n #claudia chamberlain #irene amber #i have become the hero's rival x reader #i have become the heroes' rival

[wosoluver]

Don't get sad, get even.

Part 2/? - previous - next

Patri x reader, Claudia x reader.

And then monday came. You were all getting ready to go out for training, when Patri came into the locker room. You had never seen her so pissed. You and Clau only shared a look and moved outside.

It was weird. For everyone. This had never happened before. The team divided into two groups to play against each other, after doing gym work and solo drills.

You and Piña were in one team and Patri on another.

Everyone was so confused, but no one dared to ask about it.

Mainly because you and Clau seemed totally fine. But Patri was a different story. She looked like a bull ready to charge at her target.

And she did.

She was competitive, the whole team knew. But that wasn't what she was going in for today.

She didn't care about winning.

She cared about letting out her anger.

The first 10 minutes were fine. Until Patri got a chance to foul Claudia. Pushing her to the ground.

"What the hell, Guijarro" - Said Alexia, who was captain of your group. - "You're a midfielder not a defender. There was no need for that! Chill out."

You looked over at Piña to make sure she was okay, as she nodded at you.

But you couldn't make past another 20 minutes before she did it again. But this time she went in hard. She didn't even aim for the ball, she went straight for Clau's legs.

And she let out a hiss in pain.

You were boiling at this point.

"Are you fucking serious right now?" - you screamed running to check on your friend.

"Oh look who it is!" - You could feel the venom in her words. But before you could say anything Claudia was quick on her feet.

"Shut up!" - She yelled as she pushed Patri's chest - "You've been acting like a baby throwing a tantrum all day!"

"Hey! Hey, cut it out both of you!" - Paredes said raising her voice to try and separate them.

By then coach was already coming in to intervene.

"You two, my office. Now." - Patri followed Piña in with an incredulous face.

"What's going on with the three of you? And don't lie!"

"Ale can we please talk about this later? Please?"

"Fine. But your not running from me."

But you kind of did. Once the game was over, you ran straight to Giráldez's office.

They weren't there so you guessed the scolding was over.

But when you walked in the locker room, there was the two of them, being scolded by Ale, Irene and Mario.

Since they were too busy to notice you, you went straight to shower.

When you came out, they were all doing their own thing.

"Y/N!"

You slowly turned on your heels. Like a child who was caught doing something they shouldn't.

"Can I at least put on my clothes?" - wearing nothing but the towel.

"Not this time."

"We just had a fight. Just best friends' things."

"I don't believe you. I've never seen them go at each other like that!"

"Ale, we just had a disagreement and Patri was angry Piña sided with me."

"I still don't believe you. But you three better sort this out quick." - Leaving to go to shower.

You changed quickly and went to talk to Clau.

"So?"

"We're suspended for the next game."

"Unbelievable."

You guys definitely needed to have a talk.

I know most of you want a Piña happy ending. But what would that look like for you guys? I'd love to know. I'm still deciding where to go with this one.

#woso #woso x reader #claudia pina #claudia pina x reader #patri guijarro #patri guijarro x reader #fc barcelona femeni

[coldfanbou]

Double Trouble

Xiaoting is in for a ride as she takes on both the reader and Irene.

Length 2.7K

Irene X M reader x Xiaoting

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You walked back into Irene’s office, a little excited to see what she had planned this time. As you step inside, you see she isn’t in the office, but you notice a note on her desk. “Please relax in my chair. I’ll be back in a moment,” It read. You follow along and take a seat in her chair. As you wait, you look through her desk and find toys of various sizes. Irene had her desk filled with toys that she probably used on Xioating. A few more minutes go by before the door creaks open slowly. Irene pokes her head in. “Ah, you’re here. Great. We can get started immediately.” She smiles at you as she swings the door open, and beside her is Xiaoting, covering herself up. You get hard at the sight before you; Xiaoting only wore a thin white nightgown. Her small brown nipples were clearly visible behind the sheer fabric, and it curved around as it came to her waist, leaving her pussy fully exposed. You shoot forward, leaning on the desk. Irene smirks at your reaction. “Do you like what you see?” She tilts Xioting’s head back with a single finger, running it down the younger woman’s chest and midsection before reaching her cunt. Irene stepped behind Xiaoting, turning her head to the side and kissing her as she pushed her fingers inside Xiaoting. When Irene breaks the kiss, she glances at you before looking at her submissive toy. “Is my baby ready to be used?” She asks in a low sultry tone. During the brief silence, the wet, squelching sounds of Irene’s fingers pushing deeper inside Xiaoting ring out in the room. 

“M-mommy, I want you.” The older woman smirks upon hearing her toy’s desire. 

“Don’t forget; I won’t be the only one using you.” Irene squeezes Xiaoting’s cheeks with one hand before turning her head in your direction. “He’ll be using you too.” Pulling her fingers out of Xiaoting, Irene runs them up to the younger woman’s stomach. “You’ll be so full of cum by the end. Doesn’t that make you happy?”Xiaoting shakes her head what little she can. Irene’s smile drops, “What was that?” She applies more pressure as she squeezes Xiaoting’s cheeks together. “Are you going to be a bitch again, Shen Xiaoting? You’re going to be stuffed and enjoy it.” Irene stops, her smirk returning to her, “Didn’t you say you enjoyed being filled up by his cum last time?” Irene spanks Xiaoting’s bottom, the sting of the quick hit making Xiaoting yelp. “Well? Tell him what you thought of last time, or else I’ll put you back in your cage for a few months.”

Xiaoting’s eyes go wide. She looks to the floor as she begins to speak. “I liked being filled with your cum…” 

Irene spanks Xiaoting again, “Not good enough; tell him how you told me last night. Exactly how you said it.” Irene moves her hand back down to Xiaoting’s pussy, flicking her clit, and making the young woman moan wildly. Her legs quickly grow weak, forcing her to lean on Irene.

“Ah, Mommy! I loved being fucked by his cock! I want his cum in me again!” Xiaoting moans loudly. 

Irene slowed her fingers, “See, that wasn’t so hard. “ Irene loosened her hold on Xiaoting’s face, patting her cheek as she let go.“ Irene leaves Xiaoting’s side, walking over to you and fishing your cock out of your pants. “Oh, you’re so hard already. Is my baby boy that excited already?”

“Yes, Mommy. I want to fuck Xiaoting again.” You reply, moaning as Irene strokes your shaft. Her pace is slow like she was teasing you. She moved her hand from the head to your base, lingering there long enough for you to want to say something before moving back up.

“You’ll have to wait a little for that. Xiaoting’s going to get a little punishment for not obeying my orders the first time.” Irene lets you go and looks through her drawers before settling on a light pink vibrator. “This will do nicely.” Walking back to Xiaoting, Irene wastes no time ramming it into Xiaoting’s pussy, turning it on, and setting it at its highest level. “Close your legs, Xiaoting. If you even try and take it out in any way…” Xiaoting rapidly nods her head before moaning; You watch her squirm as the vibrator pleasures her. 

Irene blocks your view as she stands in front of you. “I need to relieve a little stress. You’re going to be helping Mommy.” Irene raises her skirt and straddles you. “Do you want to play with Mommy’s tits?” You nod your head vigorously, making Irene laugh. “Alright, alright. Calm down.” Irene slowly unbuttons her shirt while she grinds against your shaft. You let out small moans, making her go faster. As soon as the last button goes, you reach for her breasts, still bound by her bra. You pull it down and squeeze Irene’s tits. A soft moan escapes her as she watches you enjoy yourself. “I’ll need to train you to resist me.” She says as she presses her chest against you. While you try to get at her breasts, Irene moves her panties to the side and pushes herself down on your cock. You moan, feeling your cock enter her warm cunt. Irene lifts herself slowly before dropping back down on you. You moan again as Irene starts to ride you. “Does my baby boy love his mommy’s pussy?”

“Yes! I love Mommy’s pussy!” Irene smirks and turns her head back to see Xioating still squirming. With Irene leaning slightly back, you push your head toward her chest and latch onto one of her nipples. Irene moans as she turns her attention back to you. She cradles your head in her arms as she bounces on your cock. You feel her pussy hold you snuggly while you try to push deeper inside. Her walls separate for you, granting access to her womb; as your cock slides along her walls, you can’t help but put your hands on Irene’s ass. You pull up her skirt and make sure your hands touch the soft pieces of flesh as you squeeze them roughly. Irene’s moans become louder as you try to wrestle away control from her. Irene’s cunt grows tighter; she stops bouncing on your cock to grind on it briefly. 

“I can feel you getting close. Do you want to cum in Mommy’s pussy?” You nod your head excitedly. “I’ll let you cum inside me; all you have to do is fuck Xiaoting like there’s no tomorrow, right after.” Irene leans in and captures your lips before whispering, “I want you to fill her with semen, don’t worry about a thing.”  

Irene starts moving again; getting closer to your orgasm, you slam her down on your cock. “Mommy, I’m cumming.”

“Give it all to me, baby. Give it all to me.” Irene pleads as she starts bouncing on your cock wildly. You both let out a great moan, cumming as Irene buries your cock inside her. She feels your warm cum flood into her cunt. Irene groans, grinding against your cock as she milks you for more cum. “That’s it, baby; give it all to me.” You both stare at each other, only interrupted by Xiaoting as she cums. You both look at her watching her fall to the floor as her legs give way. Xiaoting’s inner thighs are slick with her nectar, a large puddle forms in the middle of the room, and the vibrator falls out of her. 

Irene slowly dismounts you, enjoying the feeling of your cock slipping out of her. “Take off your clothes; we’re about to really start.” She whispers. The older woman slowly walks toward Xiaoting, cum flowing from her cunt down her thighs. “Did my baby enjoy watching her mommy get fucked?

“Y-yes, Mommy.”

“Well, I need you to clean me up before you get started on your turn,” Irene replies; she looks down toward her cunt before looking back at Xiaoting. It takes a moment, but Xiaoting understands what Irene wants. She crawls to her Mommy’s side and places her mouth over Irene’s pussy. Irene tilts her head back and moans. Xiaoting’s tongue pushes past Irene’s lips and scrapes her tongue along her walls as she cleans her Mommy’s pussy. The salty liquid runs down her throat as her tongue returns for more. Irene places her hand on the back of Xiaoting’s head, pushing the young woman’s face against her nether region. “Come on, baby; I know you can do better.” Xiaoting places her hands on Irene’s thighs as she tries to push her tongue deeper into Irene. Irene moans softly, groping her breast and using her fingers to pinch her nipples. “I knew you could do it. You’re doing so well now.” Irene has a serene smile as she turns her head toward you. She takes her hand off her breast to beckon you toward her. As you approach, Irene looks at Xiaoting, “That’s enough, baby. It’s time for you.” 

Irene helps Xiaoting to her feet before turning her around and pushing her toward you. Your stiff shaft presses against XIaoting’s stomach; She looks down at it nervously before Irene presses her body against Xiaoting’s and sandwiches her between you. Irene raises one of Xiaoting’s legs up. “Do it, fuck her to your heart's content.”  Not wanting to argue with Irene, you take your cock in hand and press it against Xiaoting’s entrance. You stare into her eyes before impaling her on your cock. As her mouth opens, you take the chance to kiss her, muffling her moans. Irene smiles at the sight before her and backs off. You snake your hands around Xiaoting’s body until they reach her ass. You lift her, and the young woman immediately wraps her legs around you. You thrust into the young woman, her tight pussy stretching around your shaft. You both audibly moan. Xiaoting’s legs tighten around you as you thrust. Her tight pussy is like heaven for you, much like Irene’s. You can’t get enough and thrust wildly, making Xiaoting’s small breasts bounce as she holds onto you. 

“Ahh, fuck.” She moans as she feels your cock go deeper. 

“Do you want his cum Xiaoting?” Irene whispers as she comes up behind the young woman.

“Yes! I want his cum!” 

“Then say it to him,” Irene says as she traces her finger down Xiaoting’s spine. 

Xiaoting looks you in the eye momentarily before leaning in and kissing you. “I want you to fill my pussy with your cum!” She moans loudly. Irene spanks Xiaoting, the loud clap filling the room. “Mommy?” Irene says nothing. You tilt your head to the side and notice Irene wearing a strap-on. She presses the head against Xiaoting’s puckered asshole and pushes it in slowly. “Ahh! Mommy, it’s too big!” Xiaoting whines as she feels her asshole being spread. While Irene pushes deeper into Xiaoting, you play with her breasts, capturing one in your mouth. Xiaoting moans in pain and pleasure as both of her holes are filled. She feels full as Irene finishes burying the strap-on inside her. You can feel the strap-on as your thrust, Xiaoting’s walls being the only barrier between you. You slowly down and give a slight nod to Irene. Irene pulls out, leaving the tip inside before thrusting back in. Xiaoting throws her head back, moaning loudly.

“That wasn’t so hard, was it, baby?” Irene says as she playfully slaps Xiaoting’s ass. You pull out slowly before slamming yourself back into XIaoting’s cunt. You and Irene begin to alternate, thrusting, picking up the pace slowly as you both fuck Xiaoting into an incoherent state. Moans are all she can release as you both use her. Irene feels some pleasure from fucking Xiaoting, her strap-on being double-sided. You get more enjoyment from being able to fuck the young woman like this; she feels tighter due to Irene’s strap-on filling her ass. Xiaoting’s walls clench down on your cock as she nears her orgasm. Your first one is coming up too. You start to thrust wildly, breaking up your and Irene's pacing. 

“I’m going to fill your pussy up, Xiaoting.” You say as you hold onto her waist, using it to slam her down on your cock. Xiaoting can only moan as she cums on you; her pussy tightens around your cock, gripping you harshly. You drive your cock as deep as possible and unload, painting her walls white as your cum rushes toward her womb. You look past Xiaoting at Irene’s smiling face. She pulls her strap out of the young woman and goes behind her desk, tapping it a few times. After cumming inside Xiaoting, you walk over to Irene’s desk. Placing the small woman on the table, Xiaoting immediately falls back onto it. Her head is past the edge of the desk. Irene slaps Xiaoting’s face with the dildo of her strap-on and pinches one of her nipples, drawing a tired moan from the young woman. 

You get hard inside Xiaoting, still holding onto her waist; you start moving. Xiaoting opens her mouth wide as she moans. Irene takes the opportunity to slip her strap-on inside Xiatoing’s mouth. The young woman closes her mouth, wrapping her lips around the shaft, and sucks on it as if it were real. Irene thrusts slowly, watching as Xiaoting's throat expands for her cock. The sight arouses you. You lift Xiaoting’s legs on your shoulders before leaning forward and putting them by her head. The position allows you to thrust deeper; you hit new parts of Xiaoting’s pussy, occasionally hitting her G-spot and waking her up momentarily. Xiaoting’s muffled moans grow louder as Irene stuffs more of her cock down Xiaoting’s throat.

You feel her getting tighter; knowing you aren’t going to last much longer, you slow down, making sure each thrust hits her womb. “Are you going to cum again, baby?” Irene asks. You both nod in response. Irene looks to you first, “Give her every last drop. I want to see her with a big belly full of your baby batter.” She then looks to Xiaoting, “You’ve done so well, baby; maybe I’ll give you a reward later.” Irene says as she pinches Xiaoting’s cheek Xiaoting’s eyes open up at the mention of a reward. Irene thrusts a few more times before pulling out. She rubbed her saliva-coated cock against Xiaoting’s face, leaving her a mess before she took off the strap-on. 

Xiaoting’s mouth, now free, allows her to flood the room with her moans. “Give me your cum! Fill my pussy with it! I want it all!” She screams, seeking to please Irene. You give Xiaoting a few more strong thrusts before burying your cock inside her and releasing another wave of cum. Xiaoting’s pussy milks you for as much as it can as she cums too. Xiaoting’s eyes roll into the back of her head, and her body twitches. When her orgasm is finally over, her head dangles off the edge of the desk. Irene pats Xiaoting’s belly a few times as you start to pull out. She runs her hand along Xiaoting’s smooth skin, moving slightly lower. She presses on the young woman and sees your semen come flooding out of her. 

Irene smiles, “You did a good job today, but we’ll have to work on your stamina.” Irene places her hand on your shaft, stroking you until you get hard. “That’s enough for today, though.” Irene feels her hand become messy due to all the cum and nectar on your cock. “Why don’t you use Xiaoting’s mouth to clean yourself off? She’s your toy too, just remember I always come first.” 

You give Irene a nod. “Thank you, Mommy.” You walk over to Xiaoting’shead and slip your cock inside her mouth. Her tongue automatically starts moving around your shaft. You tilt your head back and moan, enjoying the feeling of Xiaoting cleaning your cock. Once you tilt your head back down, you see Irene sitting in one of the chairs, watching you and fingering herself. You get close to cumming quickly, still being sensitive from your earlier orgasms. Having Irene watch you only made it worse, and you quickly pull out of Xiaoting, jerking yourself off and cumming on her face to finish yourself off. 

Irene gives you a soft smile, “Go on and get out of here, baby. ‘I’ll wait for Xiaoting to wake up.” You get dressed and leave Irene and Xiaoting alone in the room, having completed another session with them.

#kpop smut #male reader #m reader #irene smut #red velvet smut #xiaoting smut #kep1er smut

[didalexiabreakupwitholgayet]

Could you explain the hate like train of alexia in the Spanish media causes one moment she's getting praised and all and all of a sudden their calling her names traitor etc.. like where did this originated from

oh boy. where to even start with this question because, unfortunately, the hate comes from a few different angles. you have to realize that in spain, rfef (the federation) has its supporters among various media outlets, so that's a major source of the hate.

let me break down some of the big ones because it's a lot:

#SeAcabo/Oliva - i would argue that the majority of hate nowadays stems from alexia's role in the #seacabo movement and her support of jenni in the rubiales sexual abuse/harassment case, and the tweet that launched the hashtag.

in the immediate aftermath, veteran players like alexia, irene, etc. were accused of horrible things like grooming younger players and alleging that they wanted vilda/rfef officials removed because it prevented them for sexually abusing young players. just the most gross and vile filth.

and alexia and irene both took a major role during the oliva conclave back in september 2023, which really was a turning point for the spanish nt. this was when montse was first named as head coach and called in a bunch of players like mapi/patri (but not jenni) and the players pushed back. this resulted in the oliva accords where rfef and the govt committed to measures to improve conditions for the athletes, including firing members of the rfef who were implicated in the rubiales case. obviously, this pissed off media who thought the women's team and their leader (alexia) had too much power. COPE, in particular, had tons of heinous things to say.

2. Las 15/Vilda - but even before the world cup, let's not forget the hate that was spewed due to the first "Las 15" protest and alexia's support of them. i won't get into all of the details but you can read about it here and here. now, alexia did not sign on to the email because she had done her ACL, but she RTd it and obviously supported the message behind it. alexia even talked about the poor conditions of the NT in her documentary. but the way the media treated the players and called them names like spoiled little girls was just appalling.

fast forward to the pre world cup camp, and alexia (and others) have returned to the national team. then you had people calling alexia and aitana rats and traitors for "caving in" and returning to the nt when players like mapi and patri stood their ground. (as an aside, i'll defend all these players and the individual decisions they made, and i think they each contributed in their own way to improving conditions for the team).

3. Barça contract renewals/will she or won't she? - this is got to be the dumbest controversy but in recent months there's been a lot of (unnecessary) controversy and hate spun up by the media in relation to alexia's contract negotiations. we've been thrown into this stupid dichotomy of a) either alexia is being selfish and greedy and asking for millions when barça is suffering due to financial fair play, or b) evil barça is unwilling to pay alexia after all the publicity and accolades she's done for the club.

to add flames to the fire, alexia is called up to the national team by montse last month as she is recovering from injury and now apparently the media is reporting that barça is pissed and alexia is acting in a manner that is traitorous to her club that she would allegedly jeopardize her health to play for the NT and that there have been disagreements between club/nt/alexia about alexia's fitness. blah, blah, blah.

i personally think this is all bs. contract negotiations are obviously tricky because you have to keep in mind that coming behind alexia and mariona this year, are a bunch of other players including aitana. so it'll take time to work out deals because the market is so inflated right now. at the end of the day alexia will re-sign will barça soon and all of this will be hopefully forgotten. after all, alexia is barça and barça is alexia.

4. Machismo/Facha/Nationalistic culture - no, i'm not just talking about athenea's bf. 🫢 there's a segment of spanish society that will always hate alexia and jenni and irene just for being who they are. whether it's their sexuality, playing a sport in a male dominated industry, or just being women. sadly, there are right wing groups (vox, etc.) that are on the rise everywhere in europe and spain is no exception.

5. Barça vs. Real Madrid - and finally, you have to contend with spanish history and the divisions between madrid/the royal seat of power and the autonomous communities in spain. alexia is catalana. and a proud one at that. barcelona vs. real madrid is more than just a sports rivalry. it goes way beyond sports to the political and cultural history of these areas. you will always find people using that excuse as a way to hate on alexia and barça in general. there are people who are still jealous and aggrieved that spain's female ballon d'or winners are catalan! get over yourself!

if you want to read more on fc barcelona and its political history, then start here and here.

at the end of the day, alexia putellas is a human being just like all of us. she isn't perfect. she isn't a saint. but you cannot deny that her actions around football have always been guided by her heart and wanting to do the best for her teams and improving the cause of women's football in spain. punto.

#i did not expect to get this political today but here we are #alexia putellas #irene paredes #jenni hermoso #fcb femení #barca femeni #barca women #futfem #woso #espwnt

[fanfiction4sooya]

Hi can I request Wendy coming home from a stressful day of dance practice and reader decides to help her relax by giving her a massage and she(Wendy) genuinely thought it was just going to be an innocent favor but during it reader starts teasing around her hips and thighs until she finally starts to massage her cock and ends up jerking her off until she finishes the while she’s moaning and whimpering throughout the whole thing…thank you!

Hi hun!! Since i had another request quite like this one i decided to combine both so... buckle up!! And thank you for the request btw! 💖💖

Req: May I please request teasing g!p Wendy by riding her abs instead of her cock while she’s begging and pleading for you to ride it instead? Thanks😊 (thanks for this request too honey bun 💖)

Hope y'all like it!!

cw: g!p Wendy, ab riding, cock sucking, jerking off, cum eating, creampie, sloppy kisses, nipple play, overstimulation, cockwarming, reader is a little shit, Wendy is a bit dumb, not really proofread, etc.

You were in the kitchen making dinner for you two when she arrived shutting the door behind her, a big relieved sigh coming from her lips when her body finally met yours in a hug from behind.

"Hi sweetheart" You caressed her hand, more precisely her wedding ring, turning around on her embrace.

"Hi, my wife" Her voice sounded tired.

"Busy day?" You caressed her face, kissing her cheek and then her lips as she hummed. "How about a massage?" She smiled, nodding. "Okay, take a shower and lay in bed, I'll just finish this up alright?"

"You are the best" She pecked your lips, her tired eyes doing something to you. Off she went and you took a deep breath.

Here was the thing: whenever she was tired it was the moment you wanted her the most. yes, you wanted her all the time, but the fact that, even tired, after hours and hours of relentless practice, she still found the strength to fuck you? That was the biggest ego boost you could ever receive. You didn't think she ever realized how you were the one provoking her into fucking in that state but that was even more arousing. You liked even more to break her, make her plead and beg for you.

That was the perfect game.

You quickly finished the meals and went to your bedroom to find her half asleep on the bed laying on her stomach and only on her briefs, her sleepy eyes small and kind of glossy. You smiled, pulling your dress over your head and staying in your bra and panties, to not stain the dress with massage oil (an excuse you often used and that she fell for every. single. time).

"Sweetie?"You caressed her head and she opened her eyes, half smiling. Sweet jesus. "I am going to start, okay?"

"Please do" She said, her perfect smile present.

Oh lord, her muscular back was something out of this world. You bit your lip and sat on the lower half of her body, applying lavender oil on your hands and quickly starting the massage. She let out a low breathy sound and you could swear your panties got wet, holding yourself really bad so you wouldn't start humping her.

After a few minutes working on her back and going crazy in the process you asked her to turn around, smiling back at her relaxed self.

"Let's take these off okay?" You pulled her underwear down, her still soft cock plopping to the side.

Sitting on her knees you started massaging her hard abs, slowly pushing the muscles up then down until reaching her lower abdomen. Every once in a while you would "accidentally" brush her tip, subtly observing her gulp.

"Oh sweetie, you are all tense here" You massaged her hips, making sure you lowered your upper body enough for her to see your boobs inside your bra. She bawled her fists.

"Yeah u-uhm..." She looked into your eyes and quickly looked away, blushing. Cute. "Irene was impossible today, she made us practice about forty times the same thing" Her voice sounded strained.

"Poor thing" You clicked your tongue, massaging her thighs next. Her cock started to grow erect and you smiled, pretending you weren't seeing that at all. "You must be sore..." Your hands went back to her abs and you could swear she glitched. "Oh, what a mind of mine..." You clicked your tongue again, lifting your weight from her knees to sit on her abs, sliding your hands back to her shoulders. "I forgot to massage here, honey"

"Oh, this feels good" She closed her eyes, her hands quickly finding the way to your hips. Her abs tensed under you you couldn't hold the urge to grind down, an electrifying shiver running through your whole body.

Your body was on fire and you could feel she was holding back the urge to simply fuck you. Her Canadian politeness showing at that very moment.

"Are you okay, honey?" You felt her tense even harder, her eyes dark as her pretty lips opened and closed trying to say something, anything that could make you 'realize' how painful hard she was.

"Can you please ride me?" It sounded soft and low. Finally.

"What was that?" You lowered your ear next to her lips and she inhaled your scent in the most needy, obscene display of desire.

"Ride me, please" She pleaded, trying to kiss your neck but you leaned back, both hands on her chest. Smiling, you rolled your hips on her abs throwing your head back.

"I am riding you" You heard her unsatisfied groan, her eyes getting watery by the time your hips rolled against her. She gulped, closing her eyes.

"My cock baby, please" She held your hips trying to pull you into her needy and furiously red cock. You kissed her, smiling against her lips to moan into them.

"So impatient" You bit her lip and she hissed, shaking under you.

You lowered your lips to her collarbone, then her nipples and she held your head in place. She loved getting her perky tits sucked.

"God, I'm going insane" she let out the sluttiest, breathiest moan you've ever seen her do it and you nearly came.

You kept kissing down, trapping her cock between her thighs and your torso while kissing and adoring her hard abs. Her cock felt hot and heavy, pulsing against your body as she dirty talked, trying really hard to get you to ride her.

You kissed her hips on each side, eyes on her expression. Oh you loved doing that to her, breaking her to the point of tears. Kissing the tip of her cock she mewled and you smiled, tasting precum.

"Are you sure you want me, sweetheart?" You caressed and kissed her thighs.

"Yes, yes, please yes!" You let out a satisfied moan, finally touching her.

Your slowly jerked her off, your hand barely gripping her girth. She tossed her head back, mouth slack trying not to close her eyes as she saw you envelope the tip with your pretty lips while she shook.

"You look so pretty doing t-that - Fuck" She praised you, your own pussy sticky in need but you needed more.

The wet sounds of your mouth on her cock were driving her so insane she couldn't even speak to ask you to ride her anymore, her hips finally taking off for you to gag on her big length, her cock hitting the back of your throat as you massaged her heavy balls.

"I'm gonna cum please baby, let me cum in your mouth" She closed her eyes, holding your head in place as she spilled her seed in the back of your throat, your arms hugging her thighs open. Wendy was violently shaking, tears almost spilling from her eyes.

When she finally released your head you coughed a few times but you weren't satisfied. You needed more.

Getting up from her thigh you pulled your panties to the side, sinking on her fat almost limp cock and you heard her desperate cry, her eyes shot open as she realized what you were doing.

"no baby, oh god" she cried out and you pinned both of her hands above her head, furiously riding her semi hard cock. "T-too much"

"shh, sweetie" you managed to say, shaking a bit. "You asked me to ride you, k-keep quiet so I can do it" you lowly said, kissing her neck.

She cried out but you kept fucking yourself on her, your needy cunt fully enveloping her cock, dragging your clit on her lower abdomen, your tongue messily dancing against hers now. Your moans mixed with hers when you felt her cock growing hard again, this time inside you.

"fuck baby, see?" You stared into her eyes as you kept sinking over and over on her, full force now, almost growling. "I knew you could do it sweetie"

This time you cried out, she held your hips up, taking off. Her cock sliding inside you with ease as her balls slapped your ass.

"Come for me baby" she sounded more demanding and you finally came on her overstimulated cock, fully sinking down and locking your hips on hers.

You kept your eyes closed, coming down from your high and she did too, hissing because it was really too much.

After a while you spoke.

"relaxed, sweetheart?" No answer. You looked up to see her deep asleep, her angelic features so pretty that if it wasn't for her cock still inside you, you'd swear she was some innocent woman.

You kissed her jaw, laying on her chest and closing your eyes.

#gxg smut #wendy x you #wendy smut #son seungwan #red velvet smut #red velvet wendy #wendy's abs live on my mind rent free #wendy x reader #wendy x female reader

[hxxchxn]

vodka sodas and toxic exes

haechan x reader

warnings: smut, dub!con, fem!dom, under negotiated kinks, probs other stuff

synopsis: seeing a cute younger guy at a party that you didn’t want to go to ended up better than expected

it’s 11:28 on a saturday night and there’s nowhere you wanted to be less than where you were. your friends had dragged you to johnny’s party, all because you were “sad.” you weren’t even that sad, it’s not like you cared that jaemin had dumped you two weeks ago because “you just weren’t what he was looking for. nooooooo, definitely not. okay, you were starting to see why your friends dragged you out. you still didn’t want to be there though.

so now it’s 11:31 and you’re leaning on a kitchen counter, alone, because wendy and irene all but ditched you to go make out in a corner. wallowing in your own misery, you go to make a drink, and that’s when a boy, who looks like a freshman? walks up to you and completely changes the direction of your night.

“so what’s a pretty girl like you doing here all alone?”

“before you try too hard, you should know i’m not interested.”

“hey,” he raises his hands. “i was just going to offer to make you a drink. you looked pretty angry over here.”

you paused for a second then, before mentally weighing the pros and cons of actually flirting with this kid. “i mean if you really want to, i guess you can make me a vodka soda.”

he shoots some finger guns at you before replying, “coming right up.” as he makes your drink he asks you for your name.

“i’m y/n, and i didn’t catch yours either?”

“most people call me haechan, but you can call me donghyuck.”

“well then, donghyuck, why’d you come up to me of all people?”

he hands you your drink, then wipes his hands on pants and says, “you looked like my type of girl; pretty, slightly mean, and hopefully a few years older than me.”

his forward was makes your eyes widen a little bit, but it’s not unwelcome. “the last one depends on a bit, what year are you in?”

he laughs not impolitely at you. “i’m but a lonely freshman.”

“well then, i think you’ve been forgetting to call me noona, donghyuck.”

“sorry, noona. would you maybe wanna get out of here?” he looks at you hopefully.

you check your phone, neither of your friends have texted. “well, i suppose my friends can find a ride home themselves.”

his eyes lit up before he drags you outside. you take him to your place, knowing that he could barely keep his hands to himself.

once you get inside you ask him, “so is this all you wanted to do? sit and talk with me?”

he whined at your words. “c’mon noona, we both know that’s not what i meant.”

“well, if you’re sure, hyuck.” you moved closer to him in the coach before kissing him, innocent at first, but he quickly tried to deepen it, when you pulled away. “uh uh, hyuck, i’m in charge tonight.”

his eyes glinted with what seemed like a terrible idea. “and what if i don’t listen to you, noona? what then?”

“then you get punished, hyuck.” you sweetly smiled at him.

“and what if i like that?”

you pulled off his shirt, and started to trail kisses down his chest. he bucked his crotch up, before you slapped him straight across the face. at that he moaned, and stopped dead in his tracks.

“masochist,” you chuckled.

“sadist!” he replied.

“i will slap you again.”

“i hope you do!”

smack! you slapped him not across his face this time, but his dick. you unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his underwear, to see his cock, an angry red. “aww, it’s so cute,” you remarked before taking it in your mouth.

“don’t call it—oh, fuck,” right when he was going to say something, he stopped. it definitely wasn’t because you started to do something special with your tongue, definitely not.

right when donghyuck was about to cum, you pulled off of him. “oh, you thought it was gonna be that easy? that’s sweet.” you gave him a chaste kiss. “you were wrong though!”

#donghyuck #haechan #hxxchxn #nct #nct dream #nct haechan #donghyuck smut #haechan smut #lee donghyuck #sub!donghyuck #sub!idols #sub!haechan #sub!nct

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

I was just rewatching crack videos of Sherlock and while I love Sherlock, really, it just sort of hit me again. like. how much more Good Omens means to me. you know?

in good omens the two main characters are in one of the healthiest relationships I've ever seen, while it's a comedy none of the characters are just caricatures for the bit, there's so much genuine representation that's integral to the storyline, the women aren't 'defanged' (as I remember one critic of Sherlock saying, accurately, I think, because most of the women in Sherlock end up losing their agency or being outwitted by Sherlock, especially Irene who in ACD's canon outwitted Sherlock), the queerness is just so understated and real.

and I could go on and on and on. how the second season doesn't try to blow up the first season in terms of scale, which shows so often do, but instead retains its spirit and does what it does well rather than becoming some heavily action-driven mess. it's a story with so much heart and plot and character and everything.

ANYWAY WE ALL KNOW I ADORE GOOD OMENS, I'M THE BLOODY MASCOT OF THE FANDOM, BUT I JUST WANTED TO SAY IT AGAIN. HOW MUCH THE SHOW MEANS TO ME. HOW BEAUTIFUL AND LOVELY BOTH AZIRAPHALE AND CROWLEY'S ROMANCE AND FRIENDSHIP ARE. HOW DISTINCTIVE THE STYLE OF THE SHOW IS. HOW LOVELY THE SIDE CHARACTERS ARE. HOW QUEER IT ALL IS. THE WRITING THE ACTING THE DIRECTION THE STORY THE EVERYTHING.

It's just so rare that I can watch something and not have to wince and think ah, yeah, that bit, that's oof, but overall I love it. Instead when I watch Good Omens I'm always like AH YEAH THAT BIT OH MY GOD I LOVE IT SO MUCH.

#good omens mascot #weirdly specific but ok #asmi #maggots #good omens #good omens fandom #crowley #aziraphale #lgbtqia #neil gaiman #queer tv #queer media #tv shows #I LOVE THIS SHOW OK #WE ALL KNOW IT #BUT I'M YELLING IT AGAIN #I LOVE. THIS. SHOW.

[glazedyam]

Stressed Out — Irene

WC: 1.09k

Warnings: kinda mean Irene and 6th member!maknae!reader.

—Come on, you guys can do it! — The choreographer cheered on as you practiced the choreography for Russian Roulette. 

Right now you were recording the dance practice for Russian Roulette, and the choreographer was making sure that everything was okay so the dance practice would be recorded without incident. 

You were going to change to the center, as your part was coming up, but when you were about to take your position, you accidentally tripped over your own foot, falling down with a loud “THUD”. 

The members quickly surrounded you as the choreographer stopped the music and came to check on you as well. 

—Are you okay (Y/N)?! — Yerim asked.

—I’m okay, I’m okay. — You said quickly, so as to not worry your Unnies any further.  

—You fell pretty hard, are you sure you’re okay? — That was Seulgi. You smiled, as your Unnie always seemed to favor you out of all the other members. 

—Ah, Unnie, don’t worry, I’m truly okay! — You smiled wider.

Seulgi nodded and proceeded to crouch and give you a head pat, something she’d always done since you were trainees.

At that moment, when Seulgi and Wendy both helped you stand, you felt someone’s heated gaze on you. 

You turned around and saw Irene staring at you with candid hatred in her eyes.

—I-Irene Unnie? — You asked, trying (and failing) to hide the tremble in your voice.

—Why do you always ruin everything? — She asked, her voice devoid of any emotion. 

—What? — You asked, feeling like you hadn’t heard her right.

She just rolled her eyes and walked away.

—What’s with Irene-Unnie? — You asked Wendy, but when you turned around, none of the members were there behind you, they were talking with the choreographer. 

They hadn’t seen your interaction with Irene.

You decided to keep quiet about it, as you didn’t want any of your Unnies to get scolded just because your feelings were a little hurt, so of course you just sucked it up and got ready to continue the recording.

…

It was the day you were going to perform at Inkigayo. You were worried you were going to ruin the choreography again by falling, but Yerim reassured you nothing would ruin your performance, so, with great confidence, you were now killing it on stage.

Your movements were fluid, and your vocals and rap were amazingly stable, so it sufficed to say that you shone the brightest with the concept of Russian Roulette.

At the end of the performance, you were today’s ending fairy, and you smiled brightly at the camera, throwing in a wink and blowing a kiss. 

Fans went crazy with that one, and some of them even barked. Weird, was what you all thought. 

Anyways, you all went to your camerino and began having lunch, while you waited for your performance to be broadcasted, but while you were eating peacefully and listening to your members talking, you noticed that it was time.

—Look, look! — You almost squealed when you saw you guys were on the TV. —Ahh~, this brings me back to our debut days. — You couldn’t help but let your excitement get the better of you, so you began kicking your feet under the table.

—Stop that. — Irene said with a scowl on her face. 

You immediately stopped, looking down at your hands folded over your thighs in embarrassment. You had made a fool out of yourself in front of Irene again.

—Oh my god, we look so good in those outfits! — Joy said, and you proceeded to admire the pleated skirts and red tops. You all looked good, but you couldn’t help but think that a special someone looked better than anyone else.

—Unnie, you look the best out of all of us in that outfit. — You smiled brightly at Irene. She just scoffed and looked away, but you couldn’t help but appreciate that her white face had suddenly become slightly rosy. 

You gave her a small smile, and continued eating and listening to your Unnies while they chatted.

…

The night came and the members wanted to go out to celebrate your Russian Roulette win at Inkigayo, but you were too tired to even get out of your room, so you decided to sit this one out.

Surprisingly, Irene also decided to stay behind. 

You didn’t bother to ask her why, as you knew she was in a bad mood and she would probably snap at you, so you just stayed in your room watching a tv show on your phone. 

You were enjoying the drama until you heard a knock on your door.

—(Y/N)? Can I come in? — It was Irene. Her voice sounded strangely soft. 

—Yes! — You said a little too enthusiastically. 

She opened the door, revealing her small figure. She looked… so strangely beautiful under your room's dim lighting. 

—(Y/N)… — She began, and you gulped. What had you done now?  —I came here to apologize. — She continued.

You blinked twice. W-What? Irene? Apologize? Your prideful leader was finally relenting? 

She hugged herself, giving attention to her small, lithe figure. Your eyes wandered over her body, unintentionally, of course, but who could resist her beauty? 

—I’ve been really stressed lately, and I took it out on you… It was- wrong. — She sighed deeply. 

—It’s okay, Unnie, I understand… — 

Giving yourself some time to process what was happening, you didn’t notice when Irene had walked closer to you. 

She was small, but something about her now made you forget that detail.

She got even closer and you could feel the heat emanating from her body. It was so… comforting. Familiar, like something you couldn’t remember. 

—U-Unnie? — You asked. 

She closed the distance between both of you. Her minty breath consumed you, as you both… kissed. 

It was a passionate kiss, making you blush. You got so embarrassed by it, you unintentionally bit her lower lip, earning yourself a moan from Irene. 

Everything sounded so… similar. Like something you had already experienced, but you just couldn’t put your mind to it right now.

You both separated, she was coughing from the lack of air. 

You smiled, and laughed like an idiot.

—Wh-what? — Irene asked, her face red with embarrassment.

—You just kissed me. — You said, the smile still evident in your voice. 

—I-I, I just- — Irene stuttered.

—Don’t worry, — you said, kissing her nose. — I like it. — You smiled. 

She kissed you one more time, and this time, you didn’t bite her.

Let’s just say… kissing was not the only thing you did that night.

#red velvet irene #red velvet imagines #x reader #fem reader #bae joohyun #irene x reader

[seoksgrl]

rather be dead than cool, 1 : jjk nerd!jungkook x popular!reader college au, dislike to love genderbent shes all that au

tws: some slight bullying (?), rich people being rich people

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One thing could be said for you, and that is that you’re an overachiever. You set your goals way too high (some might say) and then struggle to reach them (also up for debate). 

Since you were a youngster clicking around the nursery yard in baby Gucci from head to toe, you’ve always known you were destined for greater things than the bumbling little town you happened to be born in. If it weren’t for your father building a large technology empire in your formative years, perhaps you would have turned out differently. But he raised you to work hard and to take everyone you know with a pinch of salt. 

High school had been a breeze, popularity and good genes meant you had many friends, but your father always reminded you that people could be bought. They always needed something from you, whether it be an elevation in social status or just a bite of your granola bar, your friends had motives. And you respected them when you were upfront about it.

As expected, you got straight A’s, entered one of the top colleges and built an appropriate social circle. Some call you conceited, shallow, rude - you’re just you. If they don’t like it, you don’t waste any more of your time. People didn’t affect you as much as they did your friends, especially boyfriends. You’d grown up with the knowledge your father instilled in you, meaning that when Park Jimin ended things with you, there wasn’t a tear spilled or an ounce of makeup smudged. 

Jimin had been your boyfriend for the longest of the guys you dated in college - lasting a whole year, in fact. He was good for your popularity, something you’ve grown to enjoy. Why feel bad for taking advantage of something you have no control over? You dated him, now you don’t. You can easily move on and find someone else, or not. You’re well aware of the fact you don’t need anyone. 

Your friends don’t think the same way, however. 

“Oh my god!” Irene gasps, her dainty, ring-adorned hand falls on the shoulder of your Prada sweater and you resist the urge to shrug it off. After all, a snag would just be inconvenient, and those rings house many gaudy diamonds, “Are you okay?”

The question isn’t surprising to you - people have asked you every time you’ve had a break up. The answer is always the same.

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

Mina’s brows pull together, and you wonder if she waxed them herself. They’re looking uneven, “Well, you guys were together for so long. I mean...did he dump you?”

You shrug, scrolling through Instagram, mainly Jimin’s posts from Spring Break are all that clog your feed. He ended - you both ended things a week before he left. You pause momentarily on a photo of him with what appears to be a cheerleader and close the app. 

“It was mutual,” You check over your acrylics, happy with the peach colour. It matches perfectly with your purse, “I’m good. Really,”

Mina and Irene don’t look convinced, though you truly do feel okay. It wasn’t like you were in love with Jimin or anything - you’d said it to each other, but really, how do you know when you’re in love. Nobody tells you how you’re supposed to feel. Jimin had said it, and so you replied with the same. You had your own way of knowing you didn’t feel much more for Jimin beyond simply liking him, and it was the same measure you used for all friendships and relationships. 

If you were planning to go to the movies, would you want to go with Jimin, or go alone?

The answer had always been alone. Jimin was a talker - he didn’t really watch the movie, and the couple times the two of you had chilled at his place with the TV on, he’d texted or tried to initiate sex with you. The idea of Jimin texting in the movie theatre made you irrationally angry. And so, you always went alone. 

“Jimin was cute,” Mina says suddenly, as if she had thought about it for some time, “You two were like...the It couple. You know?”

It wasn’t a secret to you that your relationship with Jimin had caught some attention in the social circles on campus. Things in a prestigious school such as Yonsei University worked a lot like high school - there are still the familiar cliques you would expect, and as such, you are known as one of the most popular individuals on campus. Popular and well-liked are not, as most might believe, mutually exclusive. You’re aware that some people dislike you, but it’s hard to care. How can they dislike you without knowing you?

“I mean,” You laugh, brushing away a stray hair from your bangs, “Jimin only got popular after we started dating,” And it was true. You would never lie about such a thing, “I feel like I could date anyone and we could become the It couple on campus. Almost everyone we know is single,”

Mina scoffs, a rice cake inches from her lips, “I could date, I just choose not to,”

Irene is the next to speak, her attention moving from your friend to you, “So, what are you saying? You made Jimin the man he is today?” She speaks through her laughter, but you don’t know why. It’s the truth - and you’re not even trying to be up your own ass about it either. 

“Yeah,” You reply, short and sweet, “Making a guy into high class material isn’t difficult. Men are pliable, like clay. You just mould them into what you need,”

Before you and Jimin became official, he was cute. But he wasn’t the kind of cute you would usually date. There was something inside you that yearned for a challenge, something to occupy your time. Doing well on assignments and quizzes was too easy for you. Thanks to your father’s money, he’d bought you the best tutor available to you and so you’re always pretty clued up on what you need to know in class before the semesters begin. 

“You know what,” Irene adjusts her bag on her shoulder, settling herself on the bench beside you. Class is in ten minutes, and you should really start walking, but before you can suggest it, her hand is diving inside her purse and pulling out a cheque book. It has daisies on the pages, and from what you can tell, it’s new, “My dad has lowered my allowance after I put a dent in his Jag. I could use some extra money,” Her smile turns devious, a little like when you were in high school and she confessed to shoplifting a jacket she was wearing, “How about we make this interesting, since you’re so confident?”

Mina is standing in front of the two of you now, cheeks stuffed full with rice cake and she bundles the wrapper in her fist, listening intently. 

You’re not just confident - you’re stubborn. And it was this, you would later realise, that would be your downfall, “Go on,”

“You have until the spring formal,” Irene writes on the cheque, her handwriting flows smoothly, little hearts adorning the i’s, “to turn some random dude into the newest campus hot boy,”

You chuckle, lips preparing to speak before Irene shushes you with the pen.

“To make this a fair bet, Mina will choose the guy,”

Irene wasn’t wrong, you were confident. So confident in fact that the concept of Mina choosing the guy you had to reinvent didn’t phase you at all. In fact, the fire of a new challenge began to build in your gut, and so you agreed, without even knowing what the prize would be. 

“If you win,” Irene speaks, “you get my car,”

Irene’s car is gorgeous, a white Porsche that her father had custom made for her twentieth birthday. Nobody else has anything like it in the world, let alone on campus. The idea of having it for yourself is more than appealing, “And if you win?” 

You raise your brow, waiting for Irene’s answer and fully expecting what you hear fall from her lips, “I get your Tiffany bangle,”

Irene had her eyes on your most prized piece of jewellery ever since you stepped on campus with it after Christmas with your grandma in Paris. Like the Porsche, the bangle was also custom made, and you believed it was probably worth just as much. Confident in your ability to create a new campus It boy, you agree. 

“Great,” Irene smirks, “If this guy doesn’t win Spring King at the formal, we’ll consider it as your loss. Happy with those terms?”

Anyone could win that plastic crown, you’re absolutely sure of it, and so you raise your manicured hand and shake it with that of your friend, sealing the deal and leaving the next part of the bet in the hands of Mina, who stands watching the whole exchange. 

The three of you agree to meet after class, during the free period you all share just after lunch. Your morning passes without issue, mostly because you had already read the book you’re studying during the summer. Now halfway through your senior year, it’s imperative that you remain on top of your game, but with your extra tutoring and excellent average, you have a feeling that would be straight forward. 

By the time you meet up with Mina and Irene again, Mina’s hair is just beginning to fluff up thanks to the humidity carried by the change in season. Spring is slowly morphing into summer, and the grass is at its greenest. As the other students laze about in the April sunshine, you and the girls seat beneath the shade of an old oak with rough bark and thick, flat leaves to shield you all from the rising temperature. 

“Mina thinks she may have found the perfect candidate for our little bet,” Irene begins, luxuriating on the grass, combing the long, black tresses of her hair with her fingers. Mina nods, halfway through braiding her own hair in an effort to quell its frizz, “If you manage to pull this one off, I’ll be very impressed,”

Mina finishes her work, letting her long braid hang over her shoulder before she crosses her legs, leaning forward to speak directly to you, “On my way to chem, I saw the Jeon boy,”

“Jeon?” The name rings a bell, perhaps from high school or middle school, but you can’t think of who Mina could be talking about off the top of your head, “Who is that?”

“Jeon Jeongguk,” She clarifies, “He’s in my art class - a photography major as far as I can tell. He takes fine art as a minor,”

“Do you have a picture? I’d like to at least know what I’m working with here,”

Mina pulls her cell out, just as Irene sits up, looking over your shoulder with a sly grin, “Looks like he heard you. He’s walking over there,”

What you expect to see, you aren’t quite sure. In your mind you’d pictured someone a little more...rough around the edges. Jeon Jeongguk is rough, definitely, but he seems to have a strange, delicate aura about him. From what you can make out as he walks across the back towards the library, he has long, dark hair - gathered up in a rushed pony that springs out the back of his head. He keeps his head down as he walks, clad in oversized sweats and a matching sweater, large backpack over one shoulder. He doesn’t look at anyone as he passes them, and it’s only when he looks up at the library that you see the white wire of his earphones swing into sight. 

From this distance, you can’t exactly know for sure, but you can already think of a few pointers regarding his style. The blank, unapproachable expression on his face intrigues you, and there’s that nagging sense of challenge within you that wants to get through to him. To do that, you will have to plan an approach. 

“What do you think?” Irene asks, and you turn back to your friends just as Jeongguk disappears into the building, “I did a little digging with some of the students in my class. He’s a loner from what I hear - a virgin. An excellent canvas,” 

With a shrug, you pop a raspberry into your mouth from the bento box sitting in your lap, “Doesn’t seem like too much work,” You grin, firmly confident in your abilities. The desire to prove yourself wins over everything else, and you continue with lunch, mentally planning a way to turn Jeongguk from loner to It boy in six weeks. 

What you’re doing right now isn’t exactly stalking, more like research. Shades perched on the bridge of your nose, you peek over them to where the Jeon boy is sitting; the target of your bet with Irene. The very same guy who will win you that Porsche. 

It’s a mere twenty-four hours since Irene proposed this bet, and you’ve skipped labs solely to begin your job as soon as possible, paying a girl to take notes for you and cover should your professor ask questions about your absence. No middle aged man can compete against a good menstrual cramp story. During said time, a half hour so far, you’ve learned some small things about Jeon Jeongguk. His hair looks damaged, grown out far too long and unkept for his face shape - a face shape that is, surprisingly, not bad. From this distance anyway. Said hair is currently hanging around his face, like a curtain, shielding him off from the world. He’d stayed like that for some time, and until a familiar student in junior year walked by, you hadn’t thought much of it. 

But then, something peculiar and, quite frankly, hard to watch happened. Jeon Jeongguk, famed loner of Yonsei’s esteemed campus, stood up and attempted to talk to the girl. As you’d lowered your shades, her face came into focus and you recognised her from one of the christmas parties you’d attended. Sana, her name was - very pretty, very shy. Though, from what you witnessed, not shy enough to shut Jeongguk down. 

And now here you are, almost fifteen minutes since the whole embarrassing affair happened, and Jeongguk successfully retreated once Sana left, crouching on the grass in a shady corner by the arts building, scribbling in a notebook. He hasn’t moved an inch since. 

You grin to yourself, going over the miniscule events over the past forty five minutes staring - no, observing Jeongguk, realising this is your in. This is how you’re going to get this guy to agree to the makeover of his college career. Everyone wins; you win your bet, and the chance to retain your impeccable track record, and Jeongguk gets the girl. Nobody will be able to resist Jeon Jeongguk when you’re done with him. As much as you hate to admit it, he’s not totally hopeless.

One thing your friends don’t know is that Jeongguk isn’t all that bad. Minus the overalls, haphazard man-bun and a complete lack of social skills. Okay, so he won’t turn into a stud overnight - so what? Hard work births the best results and at least you have a starting point: the guy’s tall. You know you can make this work.

You have no issues with approaching Jeon, sashaying over the patch of grass between you until you’re all but casting a shadow on his notebook. There’s some faint scratches of black, rushed and wild on the page, though he snatches it away before you can really see what it is, glancing up at you beneath his hand, shielding his hands from the final bursts of winter sunshine. 

He doesn’t respond to your outstretched hand, and upon further inspection, you note the ink staining his knuckles and digits, thinking better of your introduction and letting your hand fall back to your side. 

“I don’t believe we’ve met,” You grin brightly, a smile that has won you many a debate, “Y/N,”

“I know who you are,” Is all he says before he’s looking back down at his notebook, flipping it closed with a finality that indicates he believes your interaction is over. You frown. Jeongguk stands, and you realise how right you were about his height. The guy towers over you, enough so that now the roles are reversed, and you are the one shielding your eyes from the bright sky. 

“You do? I can’t say I’m surprised,” You reply, winning smile fixed back on your lips, your resolve as hard as steel, “I’m head of student government,”

Jeongguk doesn’t reply to that, he just gives you a weary once over and starts walking. Very rude, you can’t help but think. Though you won’t be deterred - you have a bet to win, after all. Your legs carry you across the grass, working a little harder in an effort to catch up with Jeon’s strides. He seems eager to get away from you, and that only makes you more determined to win him over. 

“I would have thought you’d welcome some social interaction,” You huff out, almost out of breath as you shuffle behind Jeongguk, his broad shoulders hunched as he approaches the sidewalk, heading to one of the buildings close to the science block. If your professor sees that you skipped class to talk to some guy, Jeon Jeongguk no less, you will be in danger of damaging your flawless reputation. 

Jeongguk scoffs at your words, though you barely hear it above the sound of your own breathing, and he leaves you no choice but to bring out the big guns earlier than planned.

“I noticed you were talking to my friend, Sana,”

He stops in his tracks, a great sigh heaving from his massive shoulders, and he turns, facing you with a look of trepidation and curiosity. His eyes are impossibly big, like really - you can’t believe someone can have such huge, doe-like eyes. He looks down at you, almost through you, and it has you blinking away for a moment. 

“You...know Sana?” He asks, his voice full to the brim with weariness, and you almost feel sorry for the guy. But, you’re not that nice of a person. 

“I do,” You smile, hiding the fact your lungs ache for you to take a full breath. It’s a lie, but only a little one. You’re the most popular girl on campus, Sana knows who you are. “I noticed you guys talking earlier,”

At this, he blushes, a faint bloom of red in his cheeks that looks so out of place on a face that was almost scowling at you moments prior. He clears his throat, apparently reigning in any outward evidence of his crush, fixing you with a confused frown, “You noticed?”

Fuck. “I was in the area. You don’t own the quad you know,”

You escape his scrutiny, just barely, and he lands another question on you. His hesitation isn’t surprising to you - after all, this morning you didn’t know this guy existed, you can’t blame him for being suspicious about someone suddenly prying into his life. But you’re stubborn, and eager to win. Your competitiveness can get you into the strangest situations if you let it, so when Jeongguk asks why you’re interested in him and Sana (or the absence of him and Sana), you know exactly what to say. 

“Well, I know Sana,” As you have said, despite it being a lie, “and if you wanna get her attention, you’re not gonna do it looking the way you do,”

His frown is back again, and he almost resembles a kicked puppy. 

“The template is fine. Basically, you just need some new clothes, a hair change. I can help - I like seeing my friends happy, and you don’t seem like an axe murderer or anything,” You flash him your winning smile again, and this time, it seems to be well-received, “Let me help. I’m acing all my classes, please give me something to do. I’m bored,”

He shoots you a look of mild bewilderment before he considers your proposal, still hesitant. Though, he glances behind you, eyes lighting up and you follow his line of sight towards where the girl in question stands, sitting with her friends. Sana is completely unaware of the way Jeongguk stares after her like a hungry mouse, innocence playing across his features, and you wonder if he’s as pure deep down in his soul as Irene implied. There’s a softness to him that continues to intrigue you the longer you stand here, watching him pine after his crush, and you’re only awoken from your inner thoughts when Jeongguk’s eyes meet yours, a little too wide having found you already watching him. 

“Okay,” He says, eyes once more finding Sana in the background, “I’ll let you help me,”

#jungkook smut #jeongguk smut #jungkook fluff #jeongguk fluff #bts smut #bts fluff #jungkook x reader #jeongguk x reader #jungkook x you #jeongguk x you #jungkook fic #jeongguk fic #jungkook scenario #jeongguk scenario #purplearmynet

[rosiehrs]

YOU DON'T KNOW MY NAME # 29. pent up (written)

word count ; 1.2k

a/n ; hehe happy november and i didnt proof read this

“aeri! no! you can’t do this to me!” you exclaimed as the older girl dragged you towards the café. the both of you were getting stares from people in the area, but all you cared about was not seeing irene and all aeri cared about was seeing jimin. 

“y/n, no take backs. you said you’d do this with me.” she replied, nonchalantly. “yeah, that was before i found out i was gonna see irene. unnie, think about me, please.” aeri rolled her eyes at you, shaking her head. “you’re so dramatic.” 

she had successfully dragged you in front of the café, stopping. she stared at you like you were an idiot before shoving you, “go!” you whined as you entered the café, the door chiming in the process. your eyes anxiously darted across the whole café, looking for the people you were hoping to avoid. just as you were about to breathe in relief, you saw her face - irene’s face. she was sitting on the same side as jennie, nayeon and yeri, the other three sitting away from you. irene laughed at something wendy said, looking up nonchalantly and freezing when she saw you. yeri followed along, wondering where irene’s eyes had travelled to. her eyes widened when she saw you and felt herself tense up. she turned to irene and back to you, distress clearly written on her face. you looked away quickly, turning to aeri who was looking for someone else. “damn, she’s not here yet.”

“bro, i hate you so fucking much right now. irene unnie and i just made eye contact.” that seemed to catch aeri’s attention as she finally faced you. “oh, shit.. no, she didn’t. pretend she didn’t. come on.” she dragged you away to order, but irene’s eyes hadn’t let your figure. yeri nudged the older girl, finally causing her to look away. 

you and aeri had finished ordering and stood around waiting for your orders. nayeon looked up at the sudden movement from the corner of her eye and lit up at the two of you. “hey, isn’t that y/n and aeri?”

immediately, everyone's heads turned towards the both of you - freezing once you realised they had seen you. irene cursed under her breath as her friends called out for you . 

“oh my god! y/n! aeri!” joy cheered. “come here, come here!” 

you smiled awkwardly as you held onto aeri’s arm and walked towards the group. “uh, hi, unnies.” you greeted sheepishly, aeri repeating your words. “oh my god, y/n. finally, in the flesh!” jennie politely said, throwing you a smile. “you too, unnies. it’s great to finally meet you guys. i’m a huge fan.”

“sit, sit!” they insisted, moving in to make space for the both of you. you ended up sitting next to nayeon, with aeri opposite you, sitting next to wendy. 

“your posts don’t do you justice, y/n.” nayeon slyly commented, taking a sip from her drink. you smiled sheepishly, failing to hide the flustered look on your face. “thank you, unnie. you, too.” you awkwardly replied, completely missing the way irene’s eye twitched. you looked up to see irene staring intently at you, feeling frozen under her gaze. “nayeon unnie, be careful - y/n’s girlfriend is sitting right in front of her.” yeri instigated, causing the both of you to quickly turn to her with a look of shock. she grinned in response, as the reactions of the other girls started to kick in. 

“wait, what?” wendy asked, clearly confused. “aeri, you- you’re dating y/n?”

“i- uh,” she began, not knowing how to explain it to them without embarrassing herself. “well, not ex-” with that, the café’s front door chimed, drawing everyone’s attention. you looked up to see karina who politely greeted the cashier and looked around to find her usual seat. you kicked aeri under the table causing her to stop and look back. the both of you immediately stood up and excused yourselves. 

“we’re so sorry, unnies. we’d love to catch up another day! it’s just we have to meet a friend right now, but it was really nice seeing you all!” she grabbed your hand and laced her fingers through yours, turning the other way and walking towards karina. “fuck my life, let’s just get this over with.”

you and giselle pretend to nonchalantly walk towards the counter to collect your orders, catching the attention of the korean girl. “oh, gigi!..” she took a second to glance at you, the smile slightly dropping from her face. “..and y/n. um, good to see you! what are you two doing here?” 

“oh! hi, rina! i was just taking y/n/n out on a date since she’s been so stressed with volleyball lately, isn’t that right, babe?” 

“i- uh, yeah. riri’s so thoughtful, i’ve been exhausted all week but i’m always looking forward to spending more time with her.” you replied, throwing her a smile which karina returned bitterly. “ha.. right. well.. i hope you guys have a good one!” 

“you, too! it was nice seeing you!” you grabbed your drinks and left the café eagerly. once you were finally out of sight, you dropped her hand, shoving her as hard as you could. “what the fuck, unnie! that couldn’t have gone any worse!”

“stop, stop, i know. did you see her? rina didn’t even give a shit-”

you scoffed at her, not believing how that’s her only concern. “don’t be stupid, she was jealous. she was so evidently jealous, it’s working, unnie. but my problem is seeing the person i emphasised i didn’t want to see. i told you i didn’t want to and you didn’t give a shit. sure, call me dramatic but i seriously didn’t need that, unnie. i didn’t need to see her, i didn’t need to be near her. you know how i felt about this whole thing and you still couldn’t even think about how i felt. all you care about is whatever it is you have going on with karina. so for your sake and mine, just give in and tell her how you feel. she likes you too, but you’re just too blind to see it. i’m leaving, get home safe.” you stormed off, ignoring aeri’s calls of your name. when you got far enough, you took a taxi home with a million different emotions swimming in your chest.

frustration, embarrassment, anger. throughout the long course of your friendship with aeri, you had never snapped at her before - you’ve never even raised your voice at her. perhaps it was years worth of pent up frustration from previous occurrences, but it didn’t matter. it was done and you didn’t regret a single word. 

the sound of your phone dinging snapped you out of your thoughts, causing you to feel more frustrated with the thought of aeri texting you. you reached into your pocket to check your notifications and flinched harshly when you saw the words written on your phone.

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SUMMARY ⤻ irene was a private influencer and y/n was an avid follower. you were extremely open about your admiration for the older girl. like every other fangirl, you want her to notice you – but she doesn't know your name. (and you don't know hers)

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𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖋𝖙

Pairing: Criminal Choi San x Nurse (afab) Reader.

Genre: Thriller, Crime, Romace

Warnings: Hospitals, slight gore, wounds, gun shot wound mentioned, blood mentioned, gun mentioned, criminal activities, bank heist.

Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction and does not accurately describe San, again this is fiction for entertainment purposes. Also I wrote this at an ungodly hour at night so please excuse if there are any grammar or misspellings (English is not my first language) I will go back to re-edit any mistakes later after I get some sleep.

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“I still remember you full of youth, wide eyed, holding a water bottle in one hand and a fall risk document in the other.”

“Ah yes when I was a resident still full of hope.” Y/n commented back not looking up from the computer where she was typing up a quick patient report. An already empty coffee cup in the trash can next to the desk and a freshly opened 500ml energy drink laid next to the computer keyboard.

“Now you’re just like the rest of us.” Chan spoke again with a small lopsided smile leaning against the desk, arms crossed figure still clothed in his lab coat.

“Chan, I love you but your shift ended an hour ago, leave before you get stuck here.” Y/n shut down Chan’s small talk.

“Couldn't I say the same for you?”

“No, understaffed as per usual meaning I’m doing a double shift.” Y/n answered back to Chan’s retort causing him to stand up straight.

“You are taking another double shift? You know you can say no sometimes.” Chan frowned watching her still typing up the last few sentences of her report on a new income patient.

“I’d love to but Yeji and Rose are both on holiday, Momo is on leave since she’s in her third trimester, Mark is sick, so is Yoona, Hani, Suzi and Doyoung. Oh and Irene got moved to ward F4.” Y/n listed off with her finger spinning in her chair to face Chan now.

“Felix?” Chan asked out stubbornly.

“He did the last double shift, late and night shift.” Y/n shot back.

Chan sighs moving to rub his eyes letting out a groan not liking how his ward was always understaffed but most ward were, that’s how it was. He was always asking the hospital to hire more nurses, it looked like even him, the head doctor couldn’t change their stingy ways.

Hospital staff worked as a team. Doctors, nurses, emt’s, cleaners, chefs, receptionists, therapists, interns, residents, technicians, all staff were a team together. If just one was missing, the hospital wouldn’t work.

“I’m going to try again at the next board meeting to get them to reconsider adding extra staff.” Chan mentions while Y/n gets out of her seat standing in front of him.

“Of course you will, you do every time Dr. Bang, but how about for now you go to bed, can’t have a sleep deprived doctor working on my patients.” Y/n teased a cheeky smile gracing her lips but eyes were evidently tired as she patted his chest.

“Alright, alright nurse Y/n. I’m on call though, so if anything happens it’s my number you need to call during Night Shift Alright?” Chan conceded one arm raised in mock surrender while the other patted her hand that laid on his chest.

“Good, sleep well Chan.” Y/n replied letting her hand slip away from being sandwiched between Chan’s chest and hand. No doubt already making up her mind to not bother on calling Chan as she was a pro in emergencies.

Y/n moving away over to the medication area opening the cabinets while flipping open the iPad going onto her patients medical plans to start preparing their medication before they’d be going to sleep.

Chan watched silently as Y/n moved with muscle memory reaching for different medications she knew like the back of her hand placing them in one use containers.

“Sleep well too Y/n after your shift ends.” Chan quietly spoke out in the room but loud enough to hear as she hummed out in response.

With one more reluctant look at leaving her alone for the Night Shift, Chan grabbed his things leaving the nursing room. Y/n hearing his footsteps faintly leave down the hallway.

Y/n taking in a deep breath, blinking away the heavy feeling in her eyelids. Hands moving nimbly as usually putting another 400mg pain tablet into a container.

It had hit 3 a.m. Y/n having just finished another round through her patients rooms making her way back towards the nursing room pocketing her low light torch and quickly checking the time on her pocket watch, a puff of air releasing from her mouth realising she still had four more hours till change over.

Unlocking the nursing room and pushing it open with her hip letting the door stay all the way open as she moved to grab her nearly finished energy drink. Moving it up to her lips only to pause hearing the night shift phone start ringing.

Only letting her eyes flutter shut for a moment of annoyance that coursed through her tired body knowing fully well she shouldn’t have hoped for a peaceful night. Yet even when placing the drink down in favour to grab the phone still holding on to a string of hope it was just Irene who was on night shift on F4 wanting to call to pass time and gossip about her new work colleagues.

With a click of a button she pressed the phone to her ear calling out her wards name, F2 and her name.

“Hey Y/n it’s Eunwoo, Irene is gonna look after F2 and F4 for a while. I need you down here for some extra help. Sorry sweetheart.” Eunwoo’s voice muffled out of the old desperately in need of updating, hospital night shift phone.

Just like that Y/n’s peace was broken, but she didn’t dwell on it and instead nodded to herself gripping the phone tighter as she stuffed her pocket with gloves, a Sutures scissors and hand bottle of disinfectant.

“Alright Eunwoo I’m on my way down to the Emergency ward, keep tight I’ll be three minutes max.” Y/n replied not waiting for his response as she ended the call already moving out of the nursing office, locking it behind her before rushing as quietly as she could down the hallway, taking the stairs instead of the elevator.

Making it in under two minutes gloves on and ready. Swiftly making her way down the hallway, Eunwoo joined her halfway.

“What happened, Eunwoo?” Y/n asked straight to the point, turning her head to cast her gaze on her friend.

“Good morning to you too sweetheart, three guys came in severely wounded, one shot, the other two pretty scratched up. They won’t talk about it. My guess is some gang robbery on the trio went wrong and they're traumatised or still in shock from it.” Eunwoo informed, somehow slipping a joke in as well.

“And I’m here, why then?”

“Because my dear Y/n I have my hands full with critically injured patients and there is one guy left from the three that needs to be patched up.” Eunwoo finally explained.

“Eunwoo-” Y/n started to go on her rant but was cut off by Eunwoo who stopped them grabbing her blue medical gloved hands in his own matching pair.

“Y/n I wouldn’t ask you to come down without a reason, I’m on my second double shift in a row, I have four burn victims I constantly have to attend to until space frees up in the critical ward. We used to work in the emergency ward together so I knew you’d get it.” Eunwoo spoke this time seriously, squeezing Y/n’s hands gently.

Y/n gazed into Eunwoo’s eyes for a few seconds before softening her gaze, nodding understanding him. Eunwoo’s eyes brightened knowing he could count on her pulling her into a tight hug.

“He’s in room 4, thank you Y/n you are a lifesaver. I owe you one.” Eunwoo thanked her, taking his leave to rush back to room 6.

“Yeah, I know.” She muttered to herself, hands on her hips before looking over to room 4.

“I’m fine, like I said before you can attend to my friends first.” A smooth yet somehow gruff voice called out in the dim room.

“Well that’s an interesting introduction. And for your peace of mind, your friends have already been attended to.” Y/n spoke from the doorway leaning against it.

“You’re not that guy.” The male blurted out observing Y/n.

“Very observant. No I’m not, but you’re my patient now, so let’s have a look at what I’m working with.” Y/n clearly amused as she stepped properly into the room now, picking up the new patients chart.

Having to keep a poker face noticing Eunwoo’s chicken scratch handwriting with barely any information. Male, looks to be mid twenties, might have a cut on his right forearm and some scratches to the face. Not a lot to work off of.

Placing the chart down Y/n looked over at the guy taking in his appearance. He was quite attractive, that is something she couldn’t deny. Recently freshly bleached hair, black combat boots, plain black pants, an olive green hoodie paired with a questionable leather combat vest, that she hoped was just an odd choice of street fashion wear. One of his hands gloved with a chain attached to it, the other hand was covered in wrist bands.

“Are they really fine?” The guy asked, watching as Y/n grabbed supplies bring them over to the bed he was sitting on, legs placed on the floor in habit in case he needed to make a break for it.

“Eunwoo has magic hands, you’re friends are most definitely more than fine.” She reassured him.

“But you on the other hand, need to get patched up now.” Y/n pointed out hand gesturing towards his bloodied sleeve.

“It’s not mine.” San explained, the blood having soaked into his sleeve of his hoodie earlier.

Y/n held back from raising her eyebrow shaking her head pointing out “I’m going to assume you got blood on your sleeve from your friends gun shot wound.”

“Yeah something like that.” He nods.

“Alright so, I still need to patch up your face. Make sure those wounds don’t leave any nasty scars.” She spoke while preparing everything all while he watched curiosity clear in his eyes.

San could clearly tell the young nurse was tired, then again it was always said that nurses are overworked so he shouldn’t be surprised, it was also 3 something a.m.

“I’m Y/n F/n, but you can call me Y/n.” Y/n introduced herself before gesturing at her equipment asking permission silently to start. San giving a single not for the go ahead.

Y/n moved to start cleaning up the scratch that was clean along the bridge of his nose, it would leave a faint scar from the depth but with her skillful hands it wouldn’t be as noticeable. Being this up close to him made her realise he had an eyebrow piercing, something Y/n was a sucker for. But she was also professional.

“San.”

“No last name?” She hummed out eyebrows scrunching the slightest bit in focus, a detail San couldn’t help but burn into his memory gaze never leaving her face.

“Just San.” He replied back waiting to be further interrogated but was pleasantly surprised by Y/n not asking further questions on him. Yet for some reason also hoped she’d dig further.

“So do you always come waltzing through the emergency entrance with sounds wearing a leather vest or is this something you’re just scratching off your bucket list?” Y/n tried making small talk, wanting his attention off her face, noticing his intense stare.

“We got robbed, not something I put on my bucket list, don’t have one to begin with.” San replied with a small smirk placed against his lips at her words. The lies slipped off his tongue easily as it was a thing he did often.

“Mm, Eunwoo did say something about a robbery. At least you have a new conversation started to use on people.” Y/n offered up a barely good thing to come out of the situation that happened to him and his friends.

“You look tired.” San blurted out wanting to change the topic off of his friends and situation since he didn’t want to slip up on it and talk further on it as when Mingi, Wooyoung and he had gone to the hospital the furthest they’d made up on their alibi was getting robbed and none of the three would say more in case they gave different stories.

“Once again a great observation San, I’m on a double shift. I had a late shift. Now I’m on night shift due to our wonderfully understaffed hospital like every other hospital.” Y/n replied to him wondering if she looked like a mess for him to be pointing out she looked tired.

“Fuck. Sounds like it happens a lot.” San muttered out holding back a wince as she cleaned over a cut on his cheekbone, being used to the pain but that didn’t mean he was immune to it.

“It does.” Y/n hummed out before saying with an amused grin “Do I look that bad?”

“No, just because you look tired doesn’t mean you look bad. You look good.” San responded just as fast, eyes never falling from her face unlike how her hand faltered from where it was attending to his cheekbone.

“… Well you should see me with at least eight hours of sleep and in clothes that aren’t my scrubs.” Y/n teased out having to take a second, surprised by the sudden comment he made.

“Don’t tempt me, you know I’d want to see that.” San spoke out confidently, his pierced eyebrow raising. Only to wince at Y/n ‘accidentally’ pressing harder on his wound.

“Careful San if I didn’t think any better I’d say you’re testing your luck on a night shift nurse right after being robbed.” She shook her head to hold back her amusement.

“And what if I am?” He boldly asked hand slyly moving to grab her wrist gently stopping her from continuing with patching up his face. Y/n noticing just how close their faces were now.

“I’d say it would be a lost cause San, seeing as I’m your nurse and you’re my patient. Your not the first flirt I’ve come across in the work field and certainly not the last.” She put on a confident face tilting her head.

San’s eyes flickering the briefest second down at her lips before staring deep into her eyes, the smirk on his lips turning into a grin.

“Hasn’t stopped other people in the past. I like challenges Y/n.”

“This is a challenge you can only fail at San, I don’t typically go for guys without last names.”

“Choi.” San bluntly replied leaning another inch towards her face.

“I don’t go for bleach blondes.” Y/n responded right after not moving her face back.

“Hair dye exists darling.” San moved closer as if challenging her back, her head not retreating backwards.

“I like my men honest, wanna give me a rundown on how the robbery happened?” Y/n asked out while still doing her job causing San to let out a puff of air amused.

“If I get a kiss I might just tell you every little detail.” San was instantly sorting a made up robbery in his head.

“How about the story first?”

“No can do darling, the kiss comes first.” San denied his lips now so close she could nearly feel them against her own.

“Then I guess we are at a stalemate.” Y/n retorted yet didn’t move back.

San took this as a sign, eyes slowly closing as he moved forward only to be met with air.

Blinking his eyes a few times before fully opening them to see Y/n staring back amused, face a few inches away from his again.

“I got the last name, but your hair is still blonde and I didn’t get that story.” She shrugged, tugging her wrist out of his grasp easily seeing as he’d been holding it lightly in his grasp beforehand.

“Tease.” San groaned out moving backwards so his upper half of his body fell onto the bed.

“Whatever you say Choi San. Well as much as I enjoyed our interesting conversation, I need to go back to my ward to do another round on my patients seeing as you're all finished.” Y/n explained as she got up patting away the imaginary dusk on her scrubs after disposing of her one use gloves.

San was pleased to see no ring in sight on her now revealed hands. Sitting up with his hands holding all his wait he watched her put away the equipment she’d used.

“I thought I was also your patient, shouldn’t I get some of your time as well?” San didn’t let up not wanting her to leave so soon knowing fully well this could be their only interaction to his unfortunate displeasure at the thought.

“Well I can’t be using all my attention on one patient, that’s bias.” Y/n shrugged, moving to lean against the doorway of the room once again like she’d done when she’d first entered the room.

“You’ll probably be able to be discharged soon, be careful where you’re walking around at night with your friends. You’ve got a handsome face, one I don’t want to see get scratched up again and also in my hospital again, stay safe Choi San. Look after yourself.”

San smiled at her kind yet teasing words.

“I’ll try not to. But that doesn’t mean we won’t bump into each other again. The world is a small place you never know when we’ll see each other again.” San replied back.

“Sure thing.” Y/n nodded not thinking they’d cross paths again, but she wouldn’t mind it if it was in any other setting but the hospital she worked in.

Turning to leave Y/n held back an amused laugh hearing San call out to her as she finally took her leave.

“I’ll be waiting for that kiss Darling!”

“Darling?” It was a voice she’d thought she’d never hear again. Much less run into the man.

All she could do was stare in shock and slight anger at the sight in front of her.

San stood there gun in hand, face scratched up again because of the fight that had been taking place at 9pm on a random street in Seoul.

Y/n having been a random witness to the cruel street criminal actions taking place in the bank where’d she’d come by on her only day off she’d managed to get wanting to pay a bit of her student loans.

“You never got robbed.” Was all she could manage to whisper out, San having to strain his ears to hear it, but it was evident he’d heard her by the frown that had settled on his face.

San had been in a robbery gone wrong that night. Though he wasn’t the one who’d gotten robbed. He’d been the one trying to rob others. His grip on his gun faltered quickly, pocketing it in his waistband, glancing at the dead cameras shuffling closer to off duty nurse. Only for her to shuffle back from where she’d been sitting on the ground due to having been ordered by another man ten minutes ago to do so at the beginning of the bank heist currently taking place.

“Darling don’t, don’t you move away from me.” San scrambled with his words trying to back track this whole situation cursing out himself for life putting the two of you here at the same time and not some cliche bump into each other at a coffee shop cliche.

“You shouldn’t have told me your last name San.” Y/n spoke with determination, eyes barely managing to glare at her once patient who’d lied and flirted with her so easily.

“Well I guess that means we have a dilemma on our hands.” San clenched his jaw tight at her words.

“You won’t get away with this San, taking people's hard earned money like this.”

“That’s not what this is Y/n.” San denied desperately wanting her to understand the situation.

“That’s what it looks like to my Choi San.” She retorted, eyes flicking to his hands as he fiddled with something taking another step in her direction, eyes staring once again at that face he’d been thinking about this whole time since they’d first met months ago.

“Oh Darling. You have no idea.”

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Cálmate  •  Alexia Putellas

Request: you can do one where reader and alexia date and during a match, the opposing team is attacking a lot of reader, so Alexia loses patience and kind of a real fight for the first time on the field with the opponents, where the team has to intervene and reader really gets involved hurts

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Chaos. That is what this match has been. At this point all you could be happy about was that your team was leading, which of course the opposing team wasn’t too pleased about and they made sure to let you know. 

Sevilla has been ruthless, especially on you, at least that’s how you felt but looking at your teammates' faces every time you ended up on the ground confirmed your thoughts. You feel another push to your back as you nutmeg a player and as you pass the ball to Patri, you give yourself a second to shoot her a glare not wanting to get into a shoving match. Alexia is a whole different story however. She’s shouting and screaming at every other player, raging as you and your teammates keep getting fouled.

 The match is nowhere near ending though, you’re only a little into the second half. 

You’re running up the side of the pitch and your eyes search for a teammate to shoot a cross to. You can hear a player running behind you and before you can react she takes advantage of your momentary distraction and comes in hot, slide tackling you, missing the ball that’s already been played to Asisat. A yelp is released from your mouth as you go tumbling to the ground or more so into someone’s legs, their shin hitting you between your neck and shoulder. 

You wince in pain as you look up from your position only to come face to face with the Sevilla coach who looks less than happy about your fall. He makes this clear as he takes a fistful of the back of your jersey and pulls at it urging you to stand up, thinking that if you did then his player wouldn’t get carded.

You try to remove his hand but he keeps a tight grip until Irene gets to you and rips his hand away, helping you up. A satisfied smirk makes its way onto your face as both the coach and the player get their yellow cards. 

“Estás bien, mi amor?” Alexia asks as she gets to you, her hand placed on the side of your waist as she quickly looks you over, finally stopping at your face and you send her a gentle smile.

“Sí, Ale. Let’s just win this” you nod at her and she’s about to say something else, no doubt to argue about your well being but the ref’s whistle cuts your conversation short.

It isn’t long before Barcelona get yet another free kick and as Pina goes to pick up the ball and give it to one of you, Sampedro shoulder checks her. You hastily walk up to the two and gently pull Claudia away from the angry woman. 

“Cálmate idiota!” you call out to her about to turn back to where the free kick is supposed to be taken but Sampedro doesn’t let you as she comes barreling into your chest. You lay there for a second as you try to get air into your lungs and a hand on your side as you look at the beautiful brunette.

“How long are you going to take this shit? Because I’m done and the next time she even dares to come close to you, I’ll end her career myself.” Alexia spits out once she made sure you could sit up. You only shake your head at her as you stand with your palm pressed to your chest. Alexia huffs in annoyance as she takes the freekick and you stand in your place.

“Should’ve minded your own business” someone grumbles behind you but you don’t spare a glance at her, only turning to her with a single eyebrow raised when Alexia’s kick ends up in the back of the net.

Barca is up 3-0 by the 80th minute and as both teams start to get tired from the grueling game you think you’ll be spared until the final whistle is blown. Oh how wrong you were.

Just as you got through Sevilla’s defensive line you’re about to shoot when their number 14 yanks at the back of your shirt, the neckline almost cutting off your airways and as the ball leaves your foot in a last chance effort she pushes at your shoulder.

You immediately break out in coughs as you lay on the ground grimacing in pain.

Meseguer mockingly takes a step over you but you’re far too angry to think about the consequences as you kick her leg out. Alexia barely has time to blink before you’re at each other's throat Silvia’s fist connects with your cheek, your own fist digging into her ribs. 

The fight goes from ugly to uglier as both teams rush forwards trying to separate the two of you. However, as Alexia makes eye contact with both Sampedro and Meseguer she abandons her original plans and takes her anger out as well. She had no option but to watch you get dragged to the turf time and time again with the referee believing bullshit excuses from the Sevilla players. And so before she can think she’s already slammed herself into one of them and sends her to the ground. 

Between the angry shouts of both team’s fans, the referee’s constant whistling and the players’ insults you don’t notice that the benches have cleared out until Salma and Marta finally get to you and grab a hold of you. You’re pulled out of the mass of players and the fighting seems to stop as Sevilla’s main source of threat is pulled away. The blood from your nose has already made its way down your face and you lick at your lips, instantly regretting it as you taste metal.

Your eyes find Alexia who looks back at you in concern, about to run over to you but a red card shoved into your face stops her for a second. Unlike her, you don’t stare at it in disbelief. Despite both of you knowing that the violent fight deserved the red card, the midfielder is utterly livid when only one of the Sevilla players receive the same card. Several of them should have gotten at least a yellow which would have gotten more than one player out of the remainder of the game, but the referee decides against doing so. 

He lets them continue with a simple warning.

Marta and Rolfö guide you off the pitch where a medic takes you over and the pair of you walk out of sight to the medical room. Alexia’s worried gaze follows you until she can no longer see you and she impatiently waits for the last ten minutes of the match to be over.

“You’re supposed to actually be using that” Mapi’s voice bounces off the walls of the empty medical room as she spots you sitting on the table, the ice pack in your palm instead of the bruise on your cheek. You only give her a sarcastic smile for her comment and your girlfriend next to the blonde rushes forward to you. Her hands delicately cup your jaw, careful to not hurt you as she examines you, her eyebrows furrowing in frustration when her finger lightly brushes over your purple cheek. 

“Mapi, I need you to find her and deal with her.” she speaks, not moving her gaze from you and Mapi grins by the door.

“Yes ma’am” she jokingly salutes as she closes the door behind herself.

“Ale you don’t need to hunt her down” you tell her, your voice rough from the previous yelling during the match. Your thumbs stroke over her hip bones as she looks into your eyes with a serious expression.

“Yes I do. You’re my girlfriend and my number one priority and they hurt you! You always say we have to fight for those we love so I’m going to fight for you when they hurt you!” she rambles in anger, a contrast to her touches as she gently takes the ice pack from you and holds it to your cheek. You place your own hand over hers as tears gather in your eyes not just from the overwhelming emotions from the match but at her words too.

“You love me?” you whisper in question and the brunette doesn’t hesitate to answer, a soft smile of her own gracing her lips. Despite the number of months the two of you have been dating, the L word hasn't been said until now.

“Of course I do mi amor” she assures you and you pull her into a searing kiss before she could even finish her sentence.

“I love you too” you breathe out, a lovesick look taking over your features, a look that matches Alexia’s until she remembers your state.

“Te quiero pero vamos” she pats at your thigh as she gives you a kiss on your forehead. “Let me take care of you at home” she more so promises than asks and you allow yourself to be pulled onto her back as she carries you out of the medical room.

#woso imagine #alexia putellas imagine #futbol16 #woso x reader

[mcdbutgay]

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some hcs below ^^ also i love how they complement each other so much GODDD

APHMAU SHALASHASKA

- aphmau shows up at phoenix drop’s doorstep pretty much half dead. no one knows where she came from, and upon waking up she doesn't remember who she is, where she's from, nothing.

- vylad carried her here because he knew that garroth was stationed in phoenix drop and he knew that the village was in dire need of help due to it being lordless; however it doesnt get revealed until way later.

- aphmau gets carried into the guard station which is where she resides for a period of time. zoey, who was visiting phoenix drop at the time (she was a wandering 'merchant' of sorts, looking for a permanent place to stay) feels a weird presence coming from her, not magical but also not normal, and decides to prolong her stay, healing aphmau back to health with garroth's supervision.

- aphmau wakes up and is sooo grateful they took care of her and decides that as payment she’s going to help make this mess of a village better (also she has no memory of anything that happened prior or why she ended up here anyway, so it’s not like she has anywhere else to go.)

- so she fixes up the roads and helps remodel some of the houses (i feel like this version of aphmau is much less princess-like and more handy than canon aph) garroth is very grateful for this

- anyway uh i dont actually have a lot of stuff for her since i find aphmau to be somewhat bland?? ig thats bc aph is meant to be jess for the majority of s1 but yeah uhh that needs to change. this aphmau is more rough around the edges, not afraid to fend for herself and those she cares for, but also very kind and compassionate. also very bubbly at times, but around those she trusts. she’s actually kind of against the idea of having guards follow her around all the time when she first becomes lord (because she believes she can do everything on her own), but later realizes that its much better to have backup bc the world is dangerous tm

- anywayz she grows closer to zoey when she moves into her house. she finds her presence weird at first but quickly gets used to her company, and she finds that waking up to the smell of tea everyday is soothing

- she is often sent out to the woods to gather whatever herbs zoey needs for her magicks. this quickly turns into aphmau trying to find pretty flowers to bring back to her pretty wife as a gesture of love friendship. sometimes she gets scolded bc she unknowingly brings back poisonous flowers or something but zoey knows that she does it with the best of intentions and thinks its kinda cute in a way.

- also aphmau brings back zoey pretty items from her travels, usually rings, necklaces, or even pretty rocks. zoey keeps them all in her room and looks at them while working on magicks stuff

- sorta angsty but i feel like aphmau definitely feels guilty for being absent for most of levin and malachi’s childhood. way in the future i feel like she and zoey would either adopt or have a biological kid of their own that they can both be present for, now that aphmau is no longer a lord and zoey is just enjoying her last lifetime with her beloved wife.

- OH AND i find it funny that they end up together since, at least in my canon, irene and zoey were a thing way back when. so like after irene left this plane or whatever and reincarnated as aphmau its like zoey and irene found themselves again in another lifetime (more on that in zoey’s section, which i actually wrote first)

- god i really don’t have much to say abt aph lol uh she’s bisexual (fem leaning, which is why she doesn’t rlly feel anything for garroth or laurence but does get flustered around guys sometimes) and demiromantic (takes a WHILE for her to feel any romantic attraction. again its why she doesn’t feel anything for G and L LMAO)

ZOEY TALTATHEIL

- was a devout follower and close friend of irene 900 years ago. zoey, although she wasn’t part of the divine warriors, was irene’s right hand woman, and would help her with decisions etc etc.

- she was kind of like a guard but not really lol. i do feel as though she began to mess around with barrier magicks as a way to protect irene, despite the fact that it got her exhiled from her home. she’d do anything to protect her.

- they were overall very close, but due to circumstances tm they had to separate. they never saw each other again sadly

- (although there are some books written by scholars that state that at some point lady irene had a certain lady friend who she lived with and shared intimate moments with. wonder who that is :P)

- ((also irene did have a family at some point, and levin is of her bloodline. he has blonde hair and blue eyes, guess who else has blonde hair and blue eyes? garroth ZOEY (and yes also garroth but thats a coincidence imo) so i think they are at least distantly related but very much so regardless))

- enough about irene. in zoey’s long 900~ year life she’s travelled to many regions, learned about many different cultures, and met many people, some who she did settle down with at some point. due to her immortality, however, she outlived all her previous partners and since then has been afraid to settle down with anyone, afraid of losing them to time

- it wasn’t until she met aphmau and levin (and later malachi) that she began to change her mind. she began to raise her children when she was away on lord duties, and she got VERY attached to them. she treated them as her own, and soon became accustomed to the idea of having a family

- she also began to see aphmau in a more romantic light at some point during s1. she didn’t know when the change from platonic to romantic feelings began but it didn’t matter. what mattered was that she had been raising another woman’s children as though they were her very own, cooking for the 4 of them like a happy family, and literally living the life she had always wanted without even realizing it.

- anyways she sleeps with aphmau in her room despite having her own room. she uses her room more as a workspace for her magicks

- also (and this is less about zoey and more about elves in general) i feel as though elves start out with dark colored hair and with the years it slowly lightens up until it’s completely white (doesn’t matter what color; zoey’s just happened to be blonde which is why she has platinum blonde hair pre-timeskip. it obviously doesn’t change this fast, but zoey giving up her immortality did speed up the process by a LOT which is why the change was so drastic in such a small amount of time (for an elf))

- speaking of her immortality, i feel as though it was the main reason that drove her to, you know, actually become a thing with aphmau. they were practically married pre-timeskip but they never really mentioned it, both scared they’d ruin what they had. aphmau being trapped in the irene dimension was the thing that drove her to spend years of her life studying, trying to get her closest friend, no, her lover back; losing her immortality was the final push to make it official. losing her immortality mean that they’d both pass within each other’s lifetimes, which is something zoey had always wanted (that sounds morbid but imagine being immortal and outliving all your loved ones.. i feel as though one can only take so much pain before it turns you crazy)

- anyways enough angst. since zoey has lived so long and has been all over the place, she has countless stories to tell and levin and malachi always loved hearing them. post-timeskip she tells the same stories to the children of phoenix drop in her spare time. she loves being around children and overall just loves caring for ppl ^__^

- as for like sexuality hcs uhh i can’t imagine her as anything but a lesbian lol

#aphmau shalashaska #zoey taltatheil #aphblr #mcd #minecraft diaries #aphmau mcd #zoey mcd #god this took forever to write #im gonna do this w everyone btw. eventually. dont take my word for it but i want to lol #ashe.art #zoeymau