#oh my god this took so long I'm sorry dear anon-

[ellabsprincess]

if you’re still taking smut suggestions…begging u to write abby & ellie with a remote control vibe that they love to tease you with…they have you put it in before one of your dates and then are just merciless throughout the night… turning it on when you’re right about to order a meal, making you squirm when you’re at checkout, just getting you all hot and bothered and right on edge so they can take you home and fuck you with their straps the rest of the night… <3<3<3 - 🐚

OH MY GOD ANON AKDJLFSISFSNLKDS

when i tell you this ask had me RUNNING LAPS- please submit any other ellabsxreader ideas you have because this is PERFECTION

also i'm so sorry that this took so long 😫 so many things came up and i just couldn't find much time to work on it :(

i hope you enjoy baby!!

"teasing" (ellabsxreader)

word count: 3.5k

warnings: 18+, modern au, dom!ellie, dom!abby, sub!reader, reader is a crybaby, girly reader, use of a vibrator, slight exhibitionism, strap ons, strap sucking, cunnilingus, face sitting, established relationship, aftercare

swear it's just right for you, like this pussy designed for you

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"damn baby i don't know if i can let you go out of the house looking like that," abby said, her hands wandering on your waist and hips as her lips kissed down your neck, making you giggle softly.

it was date night with your girlfriends, and they had decided to take you out to a fancy restaurant in a sky-scraping building that overlooked the city. of course, you wanted to look your best for the occasion, so you had brought out your tiniest black dress that you knew drove both of them crazy. the dress hugged your body in all the right places, and gave your girlfriends the perfect view of your black lace panties when you bent over.

staring at yourself in the mirror, you watched as abby began to kiss down your collarbone. she looked delicious in a form-fitting suit that made her ass look good enough to bite. but before she could reach your cleavage, you stopped her.

"abs if we keep going like this we're gonna miss our reservation," you reminded her, to which she responded with a pout. rolling your eyes at her neediness, you called out toward the bathroom. "ellie, are you almost ready?"

right on cue, your other girlfriend emerged from the bathroom, her hair done in her signature top-knot and dressed in a suit that dipped low enough to show off the tops of her perky breasts. the three of you were near salivating over each other, all dressed in your best attire for the date and all already impatient to rip one another's clothes off.

"alright, let's go!" you exclaimed, your heels clacking on the bedroom floor as you grabbed your handbag and started to head towards the door. but before you could make it more than a few steps, a familiar muscular forearm stopped your movements.

"just one minute princess, ellie and i have a surprise for you," a mischievous and nefarious glint was clear in abby's eye. "ellie baby, be a dear and grab her present."

ellie winked at you before walking to the large dresser on the side of your room, and opening one of the top drawers. she grabbed a black box that she brought over to you and abby. she opened it to reveal a small pink vibrator.

"you see baby, it's remote controlled, so abby and i have complete control over it. it's gonna stay inside that pretty pussy our whole date, okay? are you comfortable with that sweetheart?" ellie and abby were both dominant in your dynamic, but you were ultimately the one with the power. they never wanted to push you too far, and always checked in to ensure your comfort.

you were nearly squirming with enthusiasm. you were already worked up from seeing your girlfriends in their outfits, and you were desperate for any sort of stimulation, although you knew you would just be teased and edged the entire date.

"i'm more than okay with that," you assured ellie breathlessly.

"good girl," abby praised in your ear. she reached down underneath your daringly short dress to pull aside your panties and give ellie access to insert the vibe. it slid in easily from your arousal, and you could already feel yourself clenching slightly around the device. after it was secured, abby fixed your panties and your dress, and gave your ass a quick pat.

"alright, let's head out," ellie said, doing little to hide her anticipation.

the view from the restaurant was so breathtaking you nearly forgot about the game your girlfriends were playing with you. you were mesmerized by the city and all of the twinkling, glowing lights below you when you were startled with the vibe coming to life inside you. you nearly knocked over your drink out of surprise, as the toy was not only vibrating inside you, but an appendage of the toy was also placed directly on your clit and was stimulating you perfectly.

you looked over at abby, the clear culprit as she smirked behind her phone. after a few seconds, the vibe was still.

"oh that's just a taste, baby, just wait."

the date actually proceeded as normal, and just consisted of you, ellie, and abby chatting and enjoying the view, that is until your waiter returned to take your orders. as abby spoke to the waiter, asking for the specials to prolong the interaction, of course, she handed her phone to ellie, and you felt the vibe whir to life again, except on a much higher setting. you barely kept a moan in as you noticeably shifted and adjusted in your seat. the waiter glanced over at you, but said nothing.

as ellie ordered, of course taking her sweet time and basking in the moment, abby took control, and the toy started pulsing inside you. your thighs clenched together as you gritted your teeth, already feeling your arousal drip down your thighs.

finally, it was your turn to order, and the vibrations increased in intensity. you quickly rambled out your meal choice, sounding breathless. the waiter stayed polite and professional, but had an obviously concerned tone as they assured the three of you that your food would be out soon.

as soon as the waiter turned and walked briskly away, the vibe stopped.

"princess, is something wrong? you seem flushed and out of breath." abby teased, her voiced laced with sarcasm and faux pity.

"yeah baby, do you need something?" ellie chimed.

i want your straps, you thought, but you simply brushed away their sarcasm, and the conversation picked up from where it had been interrupted by the waiter. you were in constant anticipation of the vibrator to turn on once again, and yet you were consistently disappointed. abby's phone was left untouched and face-down on the table as your food was brought out, and the night continued.

the food was delicious, and the three of you devoured your entrees and desserts. the restaurant was expensive, but the food was definitely worth the price. still you were left unsatisfied, as you had to keep clenching your thighs together, your soaked panties sticking to you uncomfortably and a noticeable wetness still present on your inner thighs. of course, ellie and abby noticed your desperation, taking action one final time as the waiter returned with your bill.

the vibe powered on once again, the highest setting yet, as abby was agonizingly slow reaching into her wallet, and pulling out her card. you were biting your lip so hard you thought you might draw blood as the waiter turned to leave. ellie felt like teasing you just a bit longer, and grabbed the waiter's attention at the last minute, chatting them up about the wonderful experience you three had had that night.

"okay, well, i have to get back to my other tables, but you three have a great night!" the waiter ended the conversation and you could feel the tension leave your shoulders, the vibe finally going still once again.

the mood had noticeably shifted, and the three of you wanted to get home as quickly as possible, and fuck out all of the pent-up tension from the night. rising on shaky legs, abby and ellie both put one arm around your waist to assist you, guiding you in the long journey back to the parking garage.

you were so aroused and frustrated from being on-edge that you were letting out quiet whimpers that were driving ellie and abby crazy.

"fucking hell princess, can't wait to get you home. gonna fuck you with my strap so good. you wanna cum all over my cock, baby?" abby said lowly in your ear. you could only whine and nod pathetically.

you were almost to the car, about to climb in the front passenger seat when ellie stopped you. "come on baby, get in the back with me."

"fuck yes yes yes ellie right there! don't fucking stop ohmygod," you were babbling and moaning as ellie's long fingers quickly pumped in and out of you. as soon as abby had started the car and begun to drive away, ellie was ripping your panties off, removing the vibe, and fucking you with her pretty fingers.

"taking me so well baby, god you're so fucking wet," squelching noises filled in the car, along with your whines and ellie's praises. you looked to the driver's seat to find abby with a death grip on the steering wheel, impatient and desperate to fill you with her strap.

"oh god i'm gonna cum, please ellie let me cum."

"that's it, cum on my fingers baby, you earned it, such a good girl."

you let out a high pitched moan and gushed on ellie's fingers, soaking her hand. she took her fingers out of you and slipped them into her mouth, sucking on them pornographically, moaning at the taste of you. she leaned in and your lips met, her tongue finding your mouth hungrily.

"so pretty when you cum, sweetheart. you feeling better?"

"uh huh" you nodded quickly.

"good. but don't even think for a second that's the last time you're gonna cum tonight."

"that's it, take my fucking cock baby."

abby's strap was pounding into you, the sound of your wetness as well as her thighs hitting your ass filling the room as you moaned into ellie's sweet pussy.

it was a sight to behold.

abby's thick, girthy strap buried inside you as she fucked you from behind. ellie's legs were spread before you, her inner thighs littered with hickeys and evidence of your sticky kisses. you circled her puffy clit with your tongue, flicking and teasing her as she moaned above you. she let out quiet gasps of pleasure as you moved your tongue to her hole, filling her and fucking her to the same rhythm of abby's strap.

you were looking up at ellie with pure need, your eyes big and almost innocent as they filled with tears of pleasure. you were so overwhelmed from your pleasure, and so happy to be between her thighs, and it was sending her over the edge as she gripped your hair roughly to fuck your tongue even deeper inside her.

"that's it ellie, be rough with our little princess," abby demanded breathlessly behind you. "she loves being our little plaything, don't you sweetheart?"

you could only whine pathetically and nod as much as ellie's grip allowed you, and abby let out a chuckle as she sped up her pace. you were so submissive to both her and ellie, and seeing the red handprints on your ass coupled with how ellie was manhandling you as you ate her pussy desperately was making abby lose control. the base of her thick and girthy strap was rubbing against her clit just right, and all she wanted to do was cum.

"oh fuck baby, i'm gonna cum all over your face. gonna make a mess of you," you could feel how close ellie was just from how she was clenching around your tongue, so you brought a shaky hand up to her neglected clit. your pleasure made it hard to focus, but even your messy circles were enough as ellie came with a loud moan, gushing on your face. she quickly moved your face away from her to get a good luck at her work, and god she nearly came again. your eyes were blown out, and the lower half of your face was soaked. you weren't able to speak coherently as abby's strap railed into you, making your tits bounce rhythmically.

"oh poor baby, you just wanna cum, don't you?" you nodded as tears finally began to fall. ellie pouted sympathetically, moving to wipe them away before kissing you hungrily, tasting her sweet juices on your swollen lips. "abby, should we let our pretty girl cum?"

abby was breathless, but managed to answer ellie, "well she was such a good girl.....at dinner with that vibe.....and she's taking my strap like...a good slut right now.....so i think she does."

"hear that baby?" ellie leaned down to your ear. you nodded, and she chuckled. "good, now come on abby's cock."

you didn't need to be told twice. abby was hitting your g-spot repeatedly, and you felt that rubber band inside you was about to snap. with a few more thrusts, and encouragements from ellie and abby, you finally reached your release. you collapsed down onto the bed, your legs trembling and your entire body feeling weak from the strength of your orgasm.

you almost didn't hear abby grunting and moaning loudly behind you, reaching her orgasm in the last few thrusts of her strap.

you felt her pull out, your pussy clenching at the empty feeling. you heard the distinct sound of her strap and harness hitting the floor before you felt two pairs of hands caressing your back.

"shh baby, you did so good for us, just relax."

"took my strap so well princess, did such a good job."

after laying on the bed and catching your breath, you opened your eyes, and sat up, finding your girlfriends tending to you, and making sure you were okay after the intense session.

"how are you feeling baby?" ellie asked.

"so fucking good," you laughed, "i just need a minute cause....wow."

your girlfriends chucked in synchronization.

"do you wanna call it a night or.."

"oh no, i wanna keep going! i just need a break since that orgasm was really intense, fucking hell."

abby smiled. "i know you hate when we tease you, but god the way you look and feel when you finally cum after a night of edging...jesus christ baby. your pussy was gripping my cock so hard i thought i wasn't gonna be able to pull out," she laughed, stroking your hair before placing a kiss on your cheek and meeting your eyes with a fond and blissful look on her face.

you were about to fire off a cheeky response when you felt the bed dip next to you. in your post-orgasmic haze, you hadn't noticed that ellie had left to grab three glasses of water. taking a cold glass from her hand, you took a sip, the ordinary water tasting like sweet nectar after the night's activities.

time passed by quickly as you became more grounded in your surroundings, abby's strong hands massaging your back as ellie's puffy lips left soft kisses all over your face. finally, you felt yourself return to normal, no longer feeling uncontrollably floaty from your orgasm.

"there's our girl," abby said, turning your head to face hers. "ready to keep going?" you nodded enthusiastically. "words, princess."

"yes, i'm ready to keep going!"

"good. now come sit that pretty pussy on my face. ellie, grab your strap and fuck our girl's throat."

your eyes lit up in excitement, ellie practically leaping off the bed to find her strap as abby shifted to lay flat on her back, her face near the end of the bed so ellie could stand while you sucked her strap.

as you heard the unmistakable sounds of ellie fixing her harness in the corner of the room, you placed your thighs around abby's head, but not lowering yourself quite yet.

"did i say hover? fucking sit, princess." abby demanded hungrily.

your insecurities and worries about weight simply flew away the moment you sat down and felt abby's tongue on you. abby was a definite munch, and loved to spend hours between your or ellie's thighs, but her skill level still manages to surprise you every time. you as her tongue circles your engorged clit, her large hands find your hips and ass, stroking and groping at your already sore flesh. it's a perfect mix of pain and pleasure, and you're in heaven, moaning and grinding above her.

ellie suddenly appears before you, her thick, long, purple strap standing at attention, and at perfect level with your mouth. she steps closer, grabbing your face in her hands, and stroking your cheeks. you look up at her with pleading eyes to find her returning your look with dominance evident on her face.

"we both know what you want, but i want to hear you beg for it," ellie says with a coy smile.

you pout before responding desperately, "please ellie let me suck your cock. i'll be so good, just need to feel you down my throat. please ellie, please!"

satisfied, she moves her strap near your mouth, and you welcome it initially with small kisses and kitten licks, teasing slightly before slowly taking the girth in your mouth. ellie and abby both love big straps, so it's always a stretch when you take one of them in your mouth, but you love the challenge and the feeling of helplessness it gives you.

abby takes your clit into her mouth, causing you to moan as ellie simultaneously pushes her length deeper into your mouth. it's almost entirely inside your mouth and throat, the tip hitting your throat and almost making you gag, but you breathe through it, moaning and whining as drool slowly begins to fall out of your mouth.

you feel utterly desirable, and completely worshipped by your girlfriends in the moment. abby is almost making out with your pussy, messily licking and kissing as she can't get enough of your taste. ellie is above you, looking down at you adoringly as you struggle to take her cock, your lips stretched around it's girth. you look like a slutty wreck, and ellie thinks you've never looked more beautiful.

abby's manhandling you, forcing you to grind on her face as her tongue is tracing toe-curling patterns on your clit. you're so sensitive from your last orgasm that you already feel yourself getting close, your moans around ellie's strap increasing in pitch.

ellie knows from that change in pitch that you're getting closer, so she increases the speed of her thrusts into your mouth, knowing that feeling overwhelmed and helpless will only intensify your pleasure. tears are falling from your eyes as you start to gag. but you don't even care, as abby's tongue is fucking in and out of you as she rubs her face against your pussy, her nose creating blissful pressure on your clit.

you're their perfect little fucktoy. abby's hands forcing you to ride her face as she makes out with your pussy while ellie fucks your throat and you gag around her length. your brain is almost foggy from the pleasure, and you swear you almost black out as you finally cum on abby's face.

abby eventually slows her movements, grunting as she licks up your essence, not ready to give up the taste of you. ellie carefully pulls her strap out your mouth, carefully touching your face and your stretched out lips. finally had enough of your taste, abby helps you down from her face as ellie moves to take her strap off.

you immediately collapse back on the bed, your legs shaking and feeling like jelly as you touch your face, enjoying the soreness of your lips and jaw.

"how's our princess feeling?" abby asks, genuinly concerned.

"like i'm in heaven."

abby laughs at your blissed-out answer, climbing up on the bed to lay next to you, pulling you into her wide arms and placing feather-light kisses in your hair.

once out of her harness, ellie joins the body of you, laying on your other side and kissing your face as she holds your hands to ground you. your girlfriends can sense that you are drifting off, so they reluctantly shake you awake to clean you up before bed.

"do you wanna take a bath or a shower baby?" ellie asks softly.

"no, just wanna lay here with you guys," you whine.

"well, we still have to clean you up. abby, do you wanna grab some washcloths?"

abby carefully passes you from her arms to ellie's embrace before heading to the bathroom. your girlfriends work to clean you up as best as they can in your rag-doll state, exhausted from the night. they clean your face and body with a washcloth, wiping away the sweat and cum before dressing you in one of abby's oversize t-shirts and a pair of ellie's boxers. they lay you back down on the sheets, placing your favorite blanket over you.

they clean themselves up hastily and change into pajamas before climbing into bed with you, each taking one side of you. exchanging a quick yet love-filled and passionate kiss, they snuggle into bed.

"i love you guys"

"love you princess, love you els"

"love you baby, love you abs"

they would worry about showering and changing the sheets in the morning.

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

#🐚 anon #my lovelies 🍄 #ellabs x reader #ellabs #tlou2 #abby anderson smut #ellie williams smut

[purpleberiii]

Alright more angst then

I wanna feel sad right now so here

It's a Langley x reader where Langley is too busy with her work to the point that she basically ignores her wife, reader continued to visit even if she is being ignored to the point that Langley had enough and snap at her wife, scared reader left and did not return for days, Langley then came home one night to apologize only to find no one home

Can be fluff ending, so up to you

-💜anon

"Cold Nights"

☆Prompt: What anon said

☆Warnings: Angst, fluff at the end.

On nights like these, you would have been wrapped up in the arms of your wife but you had to endure the cold night all by yourself for the last week. Langley was a busy woman, and that meant that she would not come home for days and when that happens, you'd visit her in her office. The visit would not take long as you didn't want to disturb her but it gets too overbearing not conversing with your wife nor not even having intimacy with her.

Today wasn't any different. Langley didn't come home last night so you prepared lunch for her. Cutting the fruits into small cute shapes, even going as far as to leave a little note of encouragement for her. Once that was set, you made your way to the headquarters and went straight to her office.

Langley was too engrossed in her paperwork and she didn't even bother to greet you. "Leave the lunch there." Her tone came out rather harsher than usual.

"Is... something wrong my love?"

No answer.

"Will you be ho-y/n can't you see I'm busy?! Please stop with the annoying questions when you know the answer! I won't be coming home for now so just stop!" Langley's face contorted into disbelief as she realised what she did.

Your eyes started watering, hands trembling. You were scared; afraid of what she might do if you stay any longer. "Y/n wai-" you didn't wait for her to finish as you ran out, sobbing uncontrollably. Langley wanted to run behind you but she was pulled back by the large amount of paper work.

She sadly took the dish and opened it, wanting to cry as she saw the cutely shaped fruits and she little note. Once she read it, she rubbed her hands over her face in frustration. "Oh my love.... I'll be home tonight I promise..." Langley made sure to finish out all the paperwork so she could spend time with you when she gets home and make up for her behaviour.

But to her surprise, when she got home that night, there was no one there. She searched all over the house and realised you were gone. When she tried calling you, you didn't pick up and that made her leave hundreds of calls, even texts and voice notes, telling you to come home.

Langley was stressed, she stayed up all night, wanting you to come home but you didn't; not until the next morning. Your eyes were bloodshot from crying and when you saw Langley in the living room, your heart pounded in your chest.

"Oh dear god..." she immediately embraced you and you sighed, missing the feeling of her warm embrace. You reciprocated the hug and it lasted for a few minutes, neither of you said anything. "I'm so sorry," she whispered. "I've been so caught up in my work I've failed to pay attention to you. Please forgive me."

You nodded your head and snuggled more into her. "Make it up to me with cuddles."

"Whatever you want my dear. I've cleared my schedule so I won't be going to work for the next two days."

You nodded your head and spent the next two days with your wife. Langley pampered you and spoiled you alot and even though you forgave her, she still felt guilt from yelling at you as she swore to never do it again.

#path to nowhere langley #ptn langley #langley x reader #ptn langley x reader #path to nowhere langley x reader

[mikachacha]

𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 (𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝚡 𝙹𝚁! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

Synopsis: Bada is jealous since everyone seems to be flirting with you while she's been pursuing you even before the competition

Warnings: some language, a little bit of angst, jealous Bada

(A/N: It's based off from dear Anon's request 🤧🤧)

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Bada feels like she's gonna lose her mind as more people want your attention. Unbeknownst to many, Bada has been pursuing you even before Street Woman Fighter. She didn't know you were gonna be in the competition as well until it was revealed that you're the final member for Jam Republic. She initially thought that it was a blessing in disguise since you're gonna be working on the same set but it was the complete opposite. You're this pretty goddess and everyone wants to be the one receiving your love and affection. You were shipped to almost every single dancer in the competition, especially to Haechi and Chocol that made Bada even more pissed off. Then the Chili challenge came to play that skyrocketed your fame even further. Idols both male and female began flirting with you since they saw how well you danced. Especially when you did Kirsten's part on one promotional video since Kirsten had to attend to something and it had everyone losing their minds as they saw your prowess in dancing.

"Hey.. What's wrong? You seem like you're mad at me.." you approached Bada one time since you noticed Bada has been more pissed off. Well team Bebe told you since you're good friends with them.

"I'm not mad at you, Y/N.." Bada said a bit coldly that made you frown and cross your arms over your chest. Yup, you know something's wrong since Bada doesn't talk to you that way.

"Okay. What the hell is wrong with you? You've been acting all pissed off not only to your members and me but you're also acting so hostile towards Haechi and Chocol. Like I get this is a competition Bada but what the fuck?? This isn't like you at all!" you finally exploded and Bada looked at you, shocked at your outburst. She didn't expect that at all and now that you did, she just realized how much she fucked up. Not only with you but her team as well. She's not too sorry about Chocol and Haechi though since they're competitions. They've been flirting with you openly and it pissed Bada off.

"I'm sorry, Y/N.. I didn't mean to. I just get so pissed off seeing everyone flirting with you, seeing how everyone wants you and all that. I'm not your girlfriend, you're not my girlfriend but fuck, I don't want to see you with somebody else.." she finally admitted and you stood there, stunned before you sighed and smacked her on the arm. Bada can be the cure for your headaches but right now she's the cause of it.

"Oh my god, Bada.. Sometimes you're so unbelievable.." you groaned and went back to your crew since filming is about to begin. Bada watched you walk away, cursing herself mentally because she fucked up big time.

The next few days, Bada has been bringing you coffee, texting you a lot, giving you snacks and lunch, even sending flowers to your team's room which made your teammates tease you, especially Latrice and Ling who took photo evidence of everything and compiled it on the group chat you have with the team.

"Bada is down bad for Y/N and it's just the best. Like who the hell would send coffee, milk tea and foods like it's a routine?? She even gets flowers every single day. Like girl, what??" Emma comments and the other girls laughed, agreeing with Emma. You just received a delivery for lunch and your favorite milk tea order.

"How long has she been pursuing you?? The amount of dedication Bada has for you is making all of us jealous like for real." Audrey asked and you began counting on your fingers. You just realized that Bada's been trying her best for the last eight months to date you. She's very consistent with her efforts, except when she was in her jealous phase that it dropped a little bit but still she made efforts for you, unlike the men flirting with you on your instagram that couldn't even be bothered with meeting you or visiting you on set unless they're promised a fun night.

"Close to nine months now.. I honestly am confused. I want to give us a chance, not gonna deny that but we're competing with each other, ya know? I don't want to start a mess or complicate things between us. Between Team Bebe and Jam Republic." you pouted and sat down on the couch where the team just hugged you, understanding what you're going through.

"Y/N, honey.. I know how professional you are and how professional Bada is. I know both of you won't let your relationship come between the competition. If you really want to date her, that's completely okay. What's between you and her will be kept in private until both of you are comfortable sharing it with everyone else." Kirsten says and you hugged her tight, thanking her for understanding your situation and understanding your fears. You're very lucky to have the girls since they provide great comfort and provides the best advices.

You thought about it over and over again until you finally made up your mind. You messaged Bada to meet you at a café. You wanted to talk to her about the real score between you. You didn't want her to think that you're just leading her on while flirting with other people behind her back. You wanted to be clear with her, wanted to be clear with your feelings.

"Hey Y/N.." Bada greets and you smiled at her. You already ordered her favorite drink that got her beaming from happiness, even taking a picture of it to send to her team as she's really happy you remembered her favorite order.

"Hey Bada.. Look, I'm really sorry for how I acted when we last talked to each other. I didn't think about how you felt at all and just thought about myself and I'm really sorry for that. It's your right to be jealous.." you started and Bada reached to hold your hand across the table and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"It's okay, Y/N. I don't have any right to be jealous about people flirting with you since I'm not your girlfriend, you're clearly not mine.. Plus I did deserve those words. Snapped me back to reality which is much needed." Bada tried to laugh it off and you sighed, intertwining your fingers together.

"But you are my girlfriend. Well now, you are. Starting today, we're now girlfriends." you said and her eyes widened in shock and she looked at you like you just invented something really cool.

"Are you serious right now?? I'm not dreaming or hallucinating, right? Like all of this are real?" Bada asked, just wanting to check if her mind's not playing tricks on her. She has waited for this moment for almost nine months now.

"Nope. It's all real. We're girlfriends now whether you like it or not." you confirmed and a grin made its way to her face before she got up, hugging you from your seat and kissing you all over the face as she's just way too happy about what just happened.

"I swear you just made my whole year.. Thank you, Y/N.. I swear to you that you wouldn't regret anything." she says as she finally calmed down a bit. You just smiled and pulled her in for a sweet kiss. You love your goofy and sometimes jealous girlfriend.

#bada lee #bada lee x reader #swf2 #swf2 x reader #bada x reader

[melloween-candie]

Take My V Card [C.G]

"Gladly~" Carl Gallagher x Virgin Fem Reader

Requested // Request Rules

"Carl Gallagher x Fem! Read where she losses her virginity to him"

A/n - Sorry it took so long for me to reply to some of these. 😅

I'm going in order~ but anyways... You're next! 💕

(Hope you like it! 🥰)

Submitted by Anon

Warning! Sexual content, Virginity loss

Word Count: 2,042

[Smut/Fluff] 18+

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/"Talking"//Thinking//Muttering-Whispering/

Dear Diary

I've been with my boyfriend, Carl, for a good couple of months now. In fact, today is our 6th month anniversary, and I was wondering...

Well- I know I shouldn't, but... MOST OF MY FRIENDS HAVE ALREADY LOST THEIRS, AND I FEEL LIKE A BLACK SHEEP AROUND THEM NOW!

There I said, wrote it.

Look, the truth is... I'm still a virgin, and NOT just any virgin but a COMPLETE virgin. I'm talking about- never kissed anyone, never got naked or seen someone naked in front of me, never had sex, never experienced anyone eating me out, and never had someone give me an orgasm.

It's honestly super embarrassing... All my friends have lost theirs already. One by one throughout high school... They Lowkey said I'd be the last to lose it cause, quote on quote, "Your too good to do it."

UGHHH!

I don't want them to see me like that, but I also know giving in to pure pressure is just a sign of weakness. But I also can help but want to... I KNOW IT'S WRONG.

I mean, I'm only 17... Well, I'm about to turn 18 soon... So it's okay, right? As long as I use protection? I mean, my boyfriend did say he'll wait for me whenever I'm ready and stuff... Maybe I am ready...? Or at least I want to be...

Well, I can't help but want this so bad... Stupid teenage hormones. Anyways I guess the next time I get in here will be when I'm a "real woman of experience"~

***Narrator's Pov***

You closed your diary, ensuring it was locked so no one could enter. Then placing it in your special little hiding place that not even your boyfriend, Carl, knew about.

Soon after, you quickly got ready for school, not wanting to miss the school bus on your first day back.

Time skip!~

Dear Diary

I know what I said... I still haven't done it... I know it's stupid, but I got too scared. I was going to ask- I swear! He was right there... But then I panicked and backed out.

But hey! On the bright side, I found a pack of condoms in my brother's room. UNUSED, obviously. God, that would be soooo gross... But anyways, the night is still young. I already told my parents that I was going to Carl's house tonight to 'study.'

Now this time, when I come back, I'd really be a real "woman with experience.~"

Time skip!~

You arrived at Carl's house, knocking on the door. Carl opened it.

"Y/n? What are you doing here-er I mean, I'm glad you're here! Though normally you'd call me first...?" Carl was clearly surprised by your random visit... You could tell why.

"Carl... Is there a reason why you're in your boxers?" You giggled slightly as you walked in.

"Oh, sh*t." He didn't even realize it. He tried to cover himself up as he closed the door. Putting on a random pair of shorts on the floor, he didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable.

"Anyways, uh, what are you doing here?"

"I-um. Are you the only one here?"

"Yeah," Carl said. "Everyone else is out doing something tonight-"

"For the rest of the night?!"

Carl scrunched his eyebrows at your sudden enthusiasm. "Uh, yeah. At least that's what they all said."

"Good cause- I have something to tell you." You were clearly eager. "Let's go to your room!"

"Umm, okay?" Carl gave you a small smirking look. He was confused but somewhat excited to hear what you wanted to say. Perhaps he had a feeling...~

Time skip!~

You closed the door behind you; slowly, you turned around to see Carl standing there in slight confusion.

"So, what's up?" He asked.

You held your hands behind your back, holding a pack of condoms.

"So, listen... I've been thinking. All my friends already did these, and well, I kind of want to do this too... Though I never did it before." You were so stiff standing there trying to explain to him want you wanted without admitting it. You knew you'd be discussed in yourself if you'd flat-out asked. Your parents didn't raise you to be- 'horny.'

"Are you asking..." Carl's smile grew as he got closer to you. "What, I think you're asking?!"

You couldn't even say another word. Completely embarrassed, your cheeks were now red as you extended your hand out to him. Giving him the condom as you looked away.

Carl then grabbed it; slowly, though. To him, this felt like a dream. Like many dreams before, he dreamt of you and him doing 'lots of things.' Though every time he prayed, it wasn't a dream, and this time, his dream came true.

"A-are you sure?!" He tried to be gentle with the following words he said, but he was clearly excited. You looked at him in his eyes and nodded. With your hands hiding behind your back, you let him take the lead.

He smirked as he slowly grabbed your face; slowly, he leaned in, kissing you sweetly. Then he pulled away. Your face was inches away from his as he looked at you in the eyes. "I'll go slow. I promise." He said, now fully smiling.

All you could do was blush as he nibbled on your neck, gently pushing you against the door. He grabbed ahold of your hip as he moved to your ear. Nibbling it playfully. You could feel the smirk that stretched across his face. All you did was bite your lip as you felt 'that feeling' grow stronger.

Carl moved back to your neck as he attacked it; he laid his hands all over you, touching you, groping you. As he pressed his body against yours.

"Ahh..." A low, breathy moan escaped your lips as you closed your eyes, fully accepting this. You could feel your body heat intensifying with every touch.

Carl then pulled himself away from you. He looked into your eyes deeply then he kissed your lips passionately. Squeezing your breasts, causing you to open your mouth, letting him slide his tongue in. He didn't even ask for permission. He didn't need to.

"Mhmm..." Your moan was muffled as he groaned into your mouth. Grinding his pelvis onto yours, causing more friction. He then pulled away, and a string of saliva connected your lips. He smiled, taking a breath as he sneakily slithered both his hands under your shirt.

"Nee!" You squealed, feeling his cold hands touching your bare stomach. You looked him in the eyes. He was looking at your stomach, then he looked at you. Your eyes meant, and you could tell he was about to do something; he had that evil smirk on his face.

Then quickly, he groped your breasts, causing you to squeal. But most importantly, Carl was shocked. His hands were still touching your bare nipples-

"What? No bra?" He says teasingly.

You just blushed as you grabbed his hands. Looking away with embarrassment. He smirks, then he lifts your shirt exposing your breasts. You yelp, not expecting this. The cold air now surrounds your nipples.

You wanted to close your eyes, but you couldn't. Something about the way Carl looked at you as he slowly kneeled down, leaning closer to your boobs.

He licked his lips, not breaking any eye contact as he did so. Then he engulfed your left nipple into his mouth. Liking it as he played with the other one.

This sensation was so new to you. Quickly you shut your eyes, biting your lips in the process. You shuddered at the first contact. Now you moaned quietly, shuddering with each stroke his tongue made, as you quivered underneath him.

Then he stopped. You opened your eyes to look at him. He had that playful smirk on his face again. Your eyes made eye contact as he slowly kissed the center of your chest, going down to your stomach. You scrunched up. He thought it was cute, smirking even more, knowing he had this effect on you.

And then he finally got down to your belt. He looked up at you then he undid your belt, throwing it somewhere.

"Take off your shirt." He demanded. As he playfully pulled down your skirt.

You threw away your shirt in the same direction. What you didn't expect was Carl to quickly hoist you up onto his shoulder.

"H-HEY!"

He then threw you onto the bed. Not even giving you a second to sit up, he pounced onto you. Towering over your fragile body...

"You- You said you'd be gentle." You said with a slight giggly tone.

All Carl did was take off his shirt as he pinned you to the bed. "I will, later, though." He then bit your neck hard, causing you to groan. As you were distracted, his hand slowly found its way down to your panty.

Slithering its way under it, he sneaks his way into you. Putting a finger into your entrance. Your moan became more lewded.

"Mm- Carl~" You grabbed onto his shoulders as you looked him in the eyes. "P-Please." You begged.

Without any hesitation, Carl quickly sat up. Taking his hand away from your area, you whined in disappointment, wiggling around like a baby.

"Stop wiggling." He said while smiling. He was so eager to get your panties off, throwing them away in the process. He couldn't stop looking at your 'lower lips.'

Then he grabbed your legs, spreading them apart. He looked you in the eye as he smirked; slowly, he lowered his head down to your lady part. And out of nowhere, you felt him. His wet tongue, that is. He wasn't quiet about it either. You could hear all the lewd noises he was making. The slurping sounds... everything.

You held on to the sheets for dear life. Moaning your heart out. You were so close... But Carl didn't give it to you. He pulled away, sitting up in the process. Whipping away the juices on his lips. He smirks.

"Not yet~," He says as he removes his pants. You can clearly see his boner... "Like what you see?" He says playfully. You just blushed even more as he slowly pulled his underwear down. He then applied the condom.

"Ready?"

You closed your eyes and nodded. You felt really nervous, but you also felt excited. Then without any hesitation on his part, he shoves it in you.

You opened your eyes, biting your lip hard. Your back arched as you felt the pain. Carl leaned in, hugging you as he kissed you sweetly. You both felt the blood dripping down your 'areas.'

"Are you okay?" He whispered in your ear.

A tear rolled down your cheek. "Just- give me a second." You said in-between low breathes.

A few minutes passed, and you gave Carl the go-ahead. He started off slowly. Not looking away from you as he pleases you. The room was now filled with moans as the bed started creaking. Soon after, you felt that tight knot. You asked Carl if he could go harder. You didn't even need to say more after that.

His speed dramatically increased as both your moans and groans became louder, filthier, more lewded as you both got closer.

Carl grabbed your hands, holding them as his thrusts got sloppier.

"I'm close..." He muttered, groaning with sweat. All you did was moan as you nodded your head. Holding his hands tighter as if to say you were close too.

Soon enough, you both released. You spazzing as your back arched, moaning Carl's name as he held your hips tightly while he injects his sperm into the condom.

After that, you two lay there for a hot minute. Surrounded with your sweat and the stench of freshly made sex roamed the room. Your body temperatures engulfed you both comfortably.

A few minutes later, Carl removed his di*k from in you, and he took off the condom, throwing it in the process.

You just looked at him a smirked as he looked down on you. Smiling, he said, "So, how was it?"

You smiled excitedly, pulling out another condom; you said- "Ready for round two?"

Carl smiled at that.

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[lanawinterscigarettes]

Greetings, hope you're having a great day. If it's okay may I please request a Missy×Reader where the reader is a UNIT agent and is hypnotised by Missy and then kidnapped, Missy then decides to hypnotise you (with your consent) and maybe try sexual Hypnosis..

If you're not comfortable then please ignore this.

hey anon! this didn't make me uncomfortable at all, so no worries. please enjoy <3

Pay Attention (Missy/Gomez! Master x reader)

Warnings: swearing, hypnotism (both nonconsensual and consensual), kidnapping, (somewhat) soft Missy, light smut, inappropriate uses of hypnotism/mind control, reader is gender neutral (nothing below the belt is specified one way or the other)

You should've been paying more attention.

You weren't stupid, you knew it wasn't wise of you to walk home late at night, but your paperwork had been piling up all week and you finally decided to do it all in one go instead of continuing to put it off. Unfortunately, that meant that you'd both be working late and miss carpooling home.

But your place wasn't that far from the sector you worked at, so surely you'd be fine as long as you took some pepper spray and payed close attention to your surroundings.

Not even halfway on your walk did you start to get this uneasy feeling, like you were being watched. Shaking it off, you continued on your way, convincing yourself it was just your nerves.

Shortly after that, however, you thought you heard what sounded like a pair of heels clacking, almost as if someone was walking behind you. You stopped several times, looking all around, but each time there was no one there.

You were almost convinced that you were making it all up. No one was following you, that would be crazy. You told yourself that you were just tired, and that it'd be something you'd laugh over the next day.

Until you turned onto your street, and stopped paying attention to your surroundings momentarily so you could dig your house keys out of your pocket. You were so caught up in trying to get them out you didn't even notice the woman standing in front of you until you bumped into her, quite literally.

"Oh- I'm so sorry, are you okay? I didn't mean to bump into you, I- I must not have seen you there," you quickly apologized, followed by nervous laughter.

The woman let out a chuckle herself, though it didn't seem nearly as lighthearted as a normal person's would be. "It's quite alright, dear. In fact, could you do me a favor and look at me for a moment?"

You frowned slightly, not sure where this was going. "I'm sorry?"

"Oh, you will be, believe me." The woman took a step closer, the light from a nearby lamp shining over her like she was god sent, but she was no angel. It was only then that you became aware of just who it was that you'd bumped into.

"The Mistress," you quietly breathed out in pure fear.

She laughed at your reaction to figuring out her identity. "Just Missy will do. Now, I think we really need to have a discussion about you looking where you're going, hm?"

You stumbled backwards a bit, dropping your keys in your attempt to search yourself for something on you that could possibly be used as a weapon, or at the very least a distraction so you could get away. It was then that you remembered you'd left your pepper spray in your desk drawer back at work.

"Shit," you muttered under your breath, your heart racing with adrenaline as you tried to look for some other way to escape.

"Now, now. That's not very polite, is it?" Missy chastised mockingly, backing you up to the brick wall of a nearby alley.

"What- what are you going to do to me?" You questioned meekly, trembling in fear.

"Don't worry about that right now. All I want you focusing on is my voice as you fall asleep." She grabbed your chin and brought your face upwards, forcing you to look into her eyes. "That's a good dear."

You tried to protest, but your voice died in your throat long before you could even get the words out. Obviously you must have passed out like she wanted you to, because when you finally regained consciousness you were seated in a plush armchair in the center of a dimly lit room.

"Mm... where... where am I?" You asked in a soft voice that was full of confusion.

"Don't worry about that." Missy's voice cut through the room in a way that was not entirely unpleasant. She was sitting in a similar plush armchair across from yours.

"What do you want from me? If you think that I know anything about what UNIT is planning, then I can assure you that I don't. I'm just an office worker." You were sure you must have sounded at least the tiniest bit pathetic, but honestly, who wouldn't in a situation like this?

Missy laughed in response to your words. "I'm not stupid, dear. I know that you're not a field agent. And while, yes, my initial plan was to kidnap one of those, I couldn't help the way I felt so... drawn to you."

You gulped in fear, something that did not go unnoticed by the woman sitting in front of you. "I'm not going to kill you, if that's what you're wondering. I'm honestly a little offended that you would think so, though I suppose I can't blame you."

She almost looked sad for a minute there, but you quickly pushed away that thought. It wasn't the brightest in the room you were in, therefore it was probably just a trick of the light.

"Wait, so- if you're not going to kill me, and you don't want to use me as a way to gain access to UNIT secrets... then why am I here?"

Missy sighed in exasperation before pinching the bridge of her nose between her forefinger and thumb. "You're really not the brightest, are you? It's no wonder you're just an office worker."

You felt your face heat up in embarrassment, and you opened your mouth to protest before she spoke again, cutting off whatever you were going to say.

"I merely want to spend some time with you, that's all." She smoothed out the front of her dress as she spoke. "I knew you would never just voluntarily go with me, as there was no doubt you'd seen what I look like."

It was true, you never would've stuck around long enough to figure out what she wanted had she not hypnotized then kidnapped you. Still, she could at the very least been less hostile about it.

"Regardless of why you're here-" she continued on "-you're here now, and I would like to spend this time getting to know you."

You couldn't tell if she was being sincere, or if this was just another one of her tricks. "What's the catch?" You questioned suspiciously.

Missy simply shrugged. "There's no catch. Although-"

"Oh, here we go," you muttered under your breath as you slouched back in your seat.

"-there's been this theory I've had regarding my abilities that I've been simply dying to try out." Her eyes gleamed with mischief as she looked at you. "Of course, I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do. Otherwise I would've secured you much more thoroughly," she reassured while gesturing to your chair.

This was your chance to get away, you thought. All you had to do was get up and leave. Even if it was a trap and she was lying about letting you go, at least you could say you tried.

But there was something about her words and the way she hadn't gone out of her way to hurt you that made you want to believe her. Not to mention she was incredibly attractive and could be quite charming, all things considered.

"What's your theory?"

Missy gave you a pleased smile as she stood and slowly made her way over to you. "The theory, my dear, involves controlling the parts of the mind that are responsible for the body's reaction to pleasure." She leaned towards you, reaching out one of her hands to lightly trail along the side of your face. "Do you understand?"

You shivered in anticipation when she touched you, knowing exactly what she was getting at. "Yes, ma'am."

"Good. This'll make it a bit easier for you, then." She retracted her hand and knelt down in front of you, placing both of her hands on the armrests of the chair on either side of you. Even though she was essentially trapping you in, you didn't have the same uneasy feeling like you had when she'd done the same thing to you in the alley.

"Try to relax. Take a deep breath if you need to," she recommended in a soothing tone as she began to use her hypnotism on you.

You did as she said, inhaling and exhaling until your breathing was deep and steady. It helped calm you like she guessed it would, but you had no doubt the hypnotism also leant a helping hand in making you feel that way.

"Let me know if you want me to stop." Before you could respond, you felt a sudden jolt of pleasure rush through your body. You arched your back as the feeling settled over you like a warm blanket, being the most prevelant in the area below your belt and between your thighs.

"M- Missy," you cried softly as your hands went to grip tightly onto the armrests of your chair. She placed her hands over yours, holding them in a firm yet gentle way.

"Does that feel good, dear? Do you enjoy the sense of power I hold over you? Hm?" Her questions were obviously meant to be rhetorical as it was becoming more and more difficult for you to focus on anything except the way she was making you feel.

Your body began to tremble as the feeling became much more intense, drawing soft gasps and moans from you. It was nothing like you'd ever felt before, not even in your wildest dreams.

You must have started to close your eyes some, because you heard Missy tsk at you in disapproval. "Keep your eyes open, darling. I want you to pay attention to me now the same way you should've been paying attention to your surroundings on your walk home."

Nodding your head at her command, you did your best to keep your eyes open, trying not to let yourself get swept so far away in your feelings of pleasure that you forgot about who was giving them to you in the first place. "I'm sorry," you mumbled an apology, to which Missy just laughed.

"What a good little pet you are for me." She leaned in close and whispered sensually in your ear. "I don't think we'll have any problems here as long as you give all of your attention to me, and no one else. Understood?"

You nodded again, and she pressed a light kiss to your neck in response, something that sent your senses into overdrive. "Good. Now, I want to see just how loud you can moan for me."

Maybe not paying attention wasn't the worst thing in the world, just as long as you never did it to your new favorite Time Lady.

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[yongislong]

tiktok prank + 127.

genre: illichil tries to open a jar that you glued shut! lol! fluff, crack, humor, nonidol!127 but its not specified, i hope my humor comes across through this...

cw/note: none but lmk! omg this request was so fun to do, ty anon and sorry it took so long! i've never done like... a typical reaction type of writing style before so it was kinda funny, these are a lot shorter than what i usually write, but yeah! send reqs if you have them! i will always get to them even if it takes me a minute. lmk if you want dreamies or wayv version! not proofread lol

taeil... i can't get it off. depends on the day actually, but i feel like he'd kinda give up LMAO. would be like mf i cant open it :-| or would probably get some pink rubber gloves to try and pull it off and it looks SO ridiculous that you have to break it to him that you glued it shut because you're convinced he's gonna break his hand before he even opens it. he is embarrassed LMFAO

johnny... there you go babe! the biggest dorkiest, most annoying smile on his face because he genuinely didn't notice anything different about the jar and you are... shell shocked. once you tell him you glued it shut his eyes almost pop out of his head because he actually didn't realize he was that strong... it kinda makes your head spin how innocent and cute he is about it, he knows how hot it was though

taeyong... GAHHHH. grunting loud as hell as he's gripping and twisting that thing for DEAR LIFE oh my god. his mom cooks so i'm sure he has some tips and tricks up his sleeve that'd he'd try and oh, oh boy, would he try all of them. eventually you have to tell him to stop after he lays down on the floor with various can openers, towels, rubber grippers, etc scattered all over the place, trying to catch his breath

yuta... silent smirk. he would struggle for a couple tries but gets a grip on it that pops it open. your eyes pop out of your head and you stumble over your words as he wordlessly smirks and hands you the jar back with a kiss to your temple. you chase after him and tell him the jar was glued shut and he literally won't stop flexing. would take this to the grave. when you watch superhero movies he always refers back to this moment and how he could beat them in any fight because cmon, he's the yuta nakamoto

doyoung... what the fuck. incoherent mumbles. is too prideful to give up and you almost want to not tell him simply because you just wanna let his stubbornness take over, its the funniest thing. he's sitting on the couch, laptop and phone open, both playing different videos on how to open jars that are too tight. eventually gets it open and it so cocky about it, he's pretty though so you allow his smile to get wider once you tell him you glued it shut

jaehyun... huffing an puffing. literally breathing so hard, you know he's strong so you're honestly shocked its so hard for him. he puffs out his cheeks as he presses his lips into a thin line, looking like that smiling bread meme lol. his dimples poke out sm. he eventually gets it open with a loud pop, pats you on the shoulder and asks you to never ask him to do anything for you again LMAO. you tell him the jar was actually glued shut and he feels a lot better about himself pft

jungwoo... confusion. would asses the situation LMFAO. literally so shocked like damn, what the fuck is this. asks you to forget whatever you were cooking because at this point its not worth it. flips and rotates the jar a thousand times to understand how something could be shut this tight. is convinced its a manufacturing error jdsjk. you tell him its glued shut and gets so ??? because damn it was a prank that backfired on you as well now and you have to eat buttered noodles for dinner!

mark... WOAH dude. shocked pikachu face. tries to open it through giggles but to be honest he gives me sweaty hand energy and he's so annoyed that the jar keeps slipping from his fingers but his reflexes are good so its ok. i have a feeling mark is hiding small yet insanely strong biceps under all his clothes so he gets it off once he wipes his hands on his shorts a couple times. tells you to not buy those brand of pickles again but kisses your temple as he leaves. you honestly don't tell him you glued it shut because you can tell how confused he is about the whole situation as he slightly tilts his head with a pensive face once hes sat at dinner

haechan... AHHGGHGHHAAAaaaa. squealing. screaming. his eyes are shut so hard. neck craned all the way back as he lets out all his frustrations. you tell him to shut up because you live in a complex lol. in the midst of all your playful arguing he pops the jar open and in the process spills half the bottle on your matching pj set. speechless for about 45 seconds. you both look at each other wide eyed as you finamly tell him shyly it was supposed to be a prank and he is fully straight faced LMFAO you both agree to never speak of this

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[sky-kiss]

Eeeee Shadow Raphael anon here! I'm so happy you're inspired by it! I have two options you can choose from.

1) platonic - them having a chess match and it just being a wity banter off and them enjoying riffing off of each other so much. Maybe this is at the inn/brothel lobby so other people can be there if you'd like.

Or

2) Them having a one night. I don't really have specifics but my brain is barking and screeching because I'd imagine anything explored via your writing will be so good and so much to chew on so I'm up for ANYTHING really!

Thank youuuu!

A/N: Ok, so this is so rushed, and I’m sorry about that. I want to do stuff with these two SO BADLY. Anyway, Dark Justiciar Shadowheart. Post game. Raphael received the crown. 

Shadowheart/Raphael: Meetup

"Raphael—I'm not surprised to find you here."

The half-elf slides into the seat across from him, lips turned up a charmingly self-satisfied smirk. It takes Raphael a moment to recall her name—she is, in truth, only tangentially referenced in his mental library, one of Tav's many delinquent compatriots. He leans back, humming, before he says, "Astutely observed, my dear, though perhaps less impressive than you hope. The Caress is nothing if not my home away from home." 

"I've no interest in impressing you, devil. 

"No, only in interrupting my meal, it seems," his voice dips to a velvety purr, cataloging the minute shift in the Sharran's posture. She arches a brow, gaze flicking to the empty table. Raphael indicates the crowded hall around them. "My hunting grounds, my meals, priestess. Every moment you linger is an opportunity wasted."  

Shadowheart scoffs, drumming her fingers on the table between them. The pretty creature tips her head to the side, regarding him through artfully lowered lashes. "You were more civil before." 

"Your intrepid leader had something I wanted—and our business has long since concluded." The cambion clucks his tongue. "Where is my Mouse these days?" 

She stiffens. "I wouldn't know. Tav…she took her leave some time ago." 

"Oh?" 

"I've no need to explain myself to you."

"None at all. But you were a precious little pair, weren't you? Haarlep does so regret being unable to…collect you both." Raphael lifts his right hand, inspecting his nails. "One fair turn for another…tell me the truth of your parting, and I will hear your request." 

Shar's Chosen regards him coldly. "My Dark Lady demands the whole of my heart." 

"How selfish. I almost admire her." Oh, but he likes that flush of color in her cheeks. Power radiates off her, different, colder than many of the god's chosen toys. Shar has given this one a shocking amount of play, provided she remained a loyal little dog. No slipping her leash. "Tell me what you need, my dear." 

"An enemy of Lady Shar has gone to ground. I'd have him found." 

"Simple enough—hardly requiring my talents. Or worth incurring my cost." Raphael smiles with teeth, curiosity piqued. "Who is this erstwhile quarry?" 

She paints him a picture: one of Selune's most beloved champions, a lycanthrope, long fled from the city. His trail and his scent had long since gone cold. The damned creature had very likely fled to a different plane. 

The devil considers the offer, taking in her appearance again: beautiful, dark. Some trace hint of Tav's scent still lingers on, perhaps in spirit rather than reality. It's intoxicating. Her eyes glitter with dreadful ambition and determination—it calls to an echoing spirit festering in his own breast. 

"No contract," Raphael drawls, tracing the rim of his glass. He has ordered wine for them, richer, deep, and red. "Let us consider this…a favor between friends."

"Very generous of you. Suspiciously so."

 "Is it? I've always found it most advantageous to conduct my business in a more...relaxed fashion than your dear Lady. The first taste, as they say, is free." He raises his glass in a toast. Shar's Chosen returns the gesture in kind, lips turning in dark satisfaction. 

~~~~~~

She comes to him months later. 

“The first taste was free,” Shadowheart grumbles, leaning back. “So, name your cost.” 

He scoffs. “My dear, where is your flair for the dramatic? Tease out the tension! Savor the give and take, bargain…” 

“...you make it sound like seduction, devil.” The Justiciar’s tongue flicks out to wet her lower lip, so sweetly, ignorantly satisfied. Oh, but she is young. All her power, violence, and inexperience still hang about her like stray traces of baby fat in a youth’s cheeks. 

“If you like. I prefer to think of it as a dance—coming together, stepping apart, together…all to our mutual satisfaction.” 

Shadowheart’s eyes glitter in the half-light, intrigued. 

~~~~~~

She comes to him again. 

And again. 

Again. 

They work surprisingly well together. And her goddess turns a blind eye. 

~~~~~~

“How sweet,” he purrs, sucking her lower lip between his teeth. They’ve recently started conducting their business in the Den rather than the common room, and the added privacy has led to this. Shadowheart walks him backward, hands already at his belt. The half-elf whimpers against his lips, the delicacy of the noise contrasting with the natural authority she carries. “You still taste like her, pet.” 

She chuckles, flicking her tongue along the seam of his lips. “You never tasted her.”

“No, but…” Raphael’s grip is bruising on her hips—she fails to so much as flinch. “Haarlep is so eager to indulge me—I wager I’ve had her more frequently than you.” 

“Ah—a poor man’s imitation.” She stands on the tips of her toes, tracing his nose with hers. The half-elf leans back, smirking. “We should compare someday…see how your counterfeit compares to reality.” 

He laughs despite himself. “It could be arranged." He presses his lips to the shell of her ear, pleased at the way shiver. "I’d quite like to watch them fuck you.” 

“I’d like it too. But for now…” she pushes Raphael back on the mattress, crawling over him. “I shall have to be content with you.”

#bg3 raphael #raphael bg3 #shadowheart #bg3 fanfiction #shadowheart x raphael #asks #sorry this is not great and ive not done my loves the justice they deserve #next time

[sh1-n0bu]

Ayo heard you want horny brainrots well I (🦝) have been summoned.

I don't know what your preferences are. Men, women, both, neither but personally I would fuck just about anything that is off age and willing so that being said

I absolutely adore Beidou. She is so fucking hot. She's powerful, strong willed, breathtakingly gorgeous and overall just step on me, captain I am actually begging. On top of that, she wields a claymore, the back amd shoulder muscle she must have? On God?? Yes, MA'AM.

Realistically she probably has a bunch of scars and a sun tan and overall I think Beidou might be the hottest woman in all of Genshin. Genshin has many hot women but no one surpasses her. My queen. My goddess. My love. My main since day ONE. (that's a lie but she was in fact the forst character I pulled)

Alright I'm going to take my brain and wring it out like a wet towel to give you some more asks. Cya in the next one

✿ 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 ♡︎

characters: beidou x gn! reader

warnings: fluff, angst, there will be nsfw but it’s not as wild as my other posts, both reader and beidou are switch, cute domestic shits, kazuha being y’alls adopted son (kinda)

notes: 🦝anon, my beloved, i have already made it clear that i’m a raging bisexual so yes, women♥️. women, men, sexy human look alike puppets with god and inferiority complex, idc gimme them all! went with head cannons format with this one i hope you don’t mind. also i’m so sorry my beloved 🦝 anon, i took so long to answer😭😭

aahhh yes beidou

i’m pretty sure everyone took one look at her and went “i’m sat”

and yes 🦝 anon she would have the muscles, sun tan i mean come on she stays out in the sea for as long as she wants, scars and damn did i mention muscles whew it’s getting hot in here

absolutely would spoil tf out of you

jewels, foods, all kinds of trinkets from the places she’s been to before

and if you were to talk it out with her and won’t get seasick easily, she won’t hesitate to ask you to come with her on her ship alongside the crux

after basically adopting kazuha, you two would almost become his pseudo parents in a sense

beidou is the fun carefree mom while you are the parent that frets over him as if he’s a baby

and everytime she sees you scolding kazuha over the smallest of things such as scratching his pretty face she won’t hesitate to tease you in all kinds of ways

general nicknames would be “darling” “your highness”(teasingly) “my treasure”

“[NAME]! MY TREASURE! GUESS WHO CLAPPED THE BIG NOBUSHI GUYS’ ASSES BAREHANDED!”

“OH MY ARCHONS BEIDOU YOU’RE BLEEDING!!!”

if you were to ever kiss her scars or wounds while treating her she would just melt

“ahaha… oh darling, what did i ever do to deserve you?”

due to her past of being hated by the village she was taken in, sometimes beidou would have a very horrific and detailed nightmares or thoughts of you leaving her because she is ‘cursed’

would hate to burden you but will gently stir you awake to ask for cuddles and kisses

“i-i’m sorry, treasure. i-i just… please? hold me?”

please don’t degrade her even as a joke

since you’re someone so dear to her heart, even if she were to laugh it off as a joke on the outside, she would be thinking all sorts of bad thoughts on the inside

i feel like she would give the best hugs and piggyback rides

if you’re both walking around and you’re getting tired or wounded, she won’t hesitate to squat down in front you or carry you bridal style

is so so incredibly gentle with you

she knows she’s strong, she knows she’s powerful i mean she struck down haishan, the leviathan while visionless

and due to that knowledge she’s afraid she might accidentally hurt you in some way, even when she knows you’re not some fragile doll

i can’t really see her being a sub honestly

i feel like she would be either a switch or a soft dom

is into face-sitting and i cannot stress this enough

whether it’s you sitting on her face with your juices gushing and squelching, your legs trembling to hold yourself up she won’t stop until she’s satisfied

“shh it’s okay darlin’ you’re doing sooo good. come on sit on my face, i wouldn’t mind and you know that”

or her sitting on your face as she grinds her slicky pussy into your mouth while moaning and calling you a good girl/boy as she grips your hair

it doesn’t matter which one it is, she’ll take it

will overstimulate you but in the gentlest way you get what i’m saying?

“aww there there. come on you can cum again. you can cum again right darlin’? yes you can treasure. come on cum for me. you can do it”

or it’s you absolutely worshipping every inch of her body

“haaangg~ oh yes, that’s it. keep mmggff! keep going. ah yeah, you’re making me feel so good treasure~”

sex with her would generally be very soft, slow and filled with praises

aftercare would be you two cuddling together after cleaning each other up and just talking of small topics like today’s weather, the next destination, which destination to go to next etc etc

just,,,, beidou🥹🫶

#nobu.writes #beidou x reader #beidou x you #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader fluff #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x reader angst #beidou smut #genshin smut #switch reader #🦝 anon

[ghost-with-a-teacup]

Hey, idk if requests are open but could you write a fic where the reader gets back stabbed by her only friends (them shit-talking her behind her back when she’s already going through shit) and Ghost’s reaction to the reader telling him about this?

It’s literally just happened to me so it’s kind of sucky. Thank you if you do end up doing this, it means a lot to me. Take care of yourself and have a lovely day <3

𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ~ 𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐧 '𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭' 𝐑𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Summary: After a long and difficult mission that completely goes wrong you return to base for a much-needed break. Instead, you're met with harsh words overheard by the friends you held dear, and it breaks you. Luckily Simon is there to hold you for as long as you need. OR Simon is sweet and soft and holds you close as you cry. Pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x GN!Reader Word Count: 2.7K Warnings: Bullying, cursing, mentions of violence but other than that it's just really soft. Hurt/Comfort is my favouriteee. Author's Note: Hi Anon, I'm sorry it took so long for me to finish your request, and I'm even more sorry that this happened to you. But you don't need my pity, instead, hopefully, this fic acts as a bit of comfort, what happened to you was really shitty. Ghost will make it feel better though :))

It was a gnawing sort of feeling, betrayal. One that ate away at your very soul and left nothing but pain in its wake. The action alone may not be the worse thing in the entire world, something that anyone would look at and be forced to look away from because it was that terrible. But what made betrayal ache was that in the before, in its place, was trust.

Trust comes differently to everyone, to some it may be as simple as a flick of the wrist, whereas for others it may be a slow uphill climb, but once established, it should not be broken. It should never be expected to be broken, because at its root that is what trust is, is it not? To place a piece of your soul into another person’s hand and believe that they will treat it gently.

And yet sometimes, people grasp onto that and squeeze as tightly as they can until it shatters into irreparable pieces.

~

“Gods they’re such a fuck up all the time, who wants to place bets as to why their mission failed? Oh! I know! Them,” Roxanne had sneered before laughing along with the rest of the group. The group you had once called friends. You listened in from the shadows as they talked loudly in the corridor, false hope building in your chest because maybe, just maybe, they weren’t talking about you.

“Gods I don’t even know why they were allowed to go in that mission in the first place, Ghost and Soap? They’re the best of the best, and then…” Lucille said, trailing off and allowing them to fill in the blanks. Your heart drops, weighing as heavy as the gear you still wore from the mission. You hadn’t even had time to go back to your room yet and word had already spread of the result of the mission.

You had seen your friends in the hallway, ready to go greet them all before you overheard their conversation. About you.

It had already been a difficult few weeks already. It seemed as though every mission you had gone on went awry. Whether it’d be faulty intel or teammate injury, hell, one time the people you were after weren’t even at the base you were set to infiltrate! Regardless, you had failed.

The one mission prior to this one had been the worst though. You were on a recon mission when all of a sudden the enemies were raining down hellfire. You were the sniper of the team, their eyes in the sky if anything went awry. It allowed you to protect your team in a way you couldn’t on the ground. It was a difficult gunfight but your team was pulling through and the end was near. But then you spotted a child huddled behind a dumpster a bit of a ways off in the distance, trembling as she covered her ears from the sound.

You had radioed in that you were going to help her, but received orders back that you were to continue killing off enemy soldiers until there was no one left, it would compromise the mission should you abandon your team for this child.

But you knew that your team could handle themselves, and like hell you were going to let this little kid be out there in the open. That was a death wish! And you were not going to see a civilian die if you had a say in it. So you had dropped your position to save this kid, putting her in a safer spot until the end of the fight.

Your team had made it back alive, with a few more injuries than necessary, but alive. But that wasn’t good enough for your superior, so you got the chewing out of a lifetime.

“The HELL were you thinking compromising the entire fucking mission for a god damned civvy?! I could have you written up for this, disobeying direct orders when the entire team was in danger. You know your duty, you cannot compromise the mission, whatever the fuck the reason may be.”

All you were able to squeak out was a ‘Yes, Sir’ before you were sent out of the office, tears threatening to fall.

That mission had eaten away at you for the longest time and had you questioning whether you were right enough for the job. Putting the mission first? Even at the risk of killing innocents, you had the capability of saving? That mission was the breaking point, and whispers began on base as people began to recognize the common factor in each of the missions that went wrong. You.

It was a miracle it didn’t meet Simon’s ears really, how often people would gossip behind your back. You knew that if he even caught the faintest wind of it he would be tearing people apart left and right.

Your sweet, sweet boyfriend.

You knew that he noticed something was up, but that man was anything if not patient and would never prod at anything you weren’t willing to tell. Because he understood better than anyone that sometimes things were difficult to talk about. And so, he waited for you to come to him. But you never did.

“Isn’t that a little mean? I mean, you know missions don’t always go to plan, even the best of the best still mess up. And isn’t she ranked the best in our unit? Surely-” Stella said before she was cut off sharply.

“Enough, Stella, you know she’s not worth it,” Mikayla bites back snarkily, making Stella shrink into herself.

Well, at least one person stood up for you.

“I don’t care if they’re Ares himself, why should they get to go on these high-profile missions with the 141 while we’re out here getting the scraps?”

Oh, so that’s what it was. Jealousy. A disgusting emotion, no doubt, but that wasn’t an excuse to be horrible to someone you called a friend.

They were your closest friends on the base, the ones you had movie nights with, and went bar hopping with knowing they would protect your drink with their life. You were close to the 141 too, but with them, it was a different vibe entirely. 141 were your friends and colleagues, but they also knew you as Simon’s partner as well. But the other friend group, well, seemed as though they weren’t your friends as much anymore.

How long had they been thinking like this? How many times had you hung out with them only for them to show their fakest selves?

Looking back now, it all began to make sense, all the backhanded compliments and snarky comments. You brushed them off as playful banter but it all added up now.

You didn’t even have the heart to confront them, because while they were being cruel, there were many moments too precious to you that you wanted to cling onto. At least for a little while longer. You knew it wasn’t healthy, Gods know that if you could let them go in a snap it would be so much better, but it wasn’t that easy.

Tears brimming your eyes, you slipped through the shadows and out of sight, headed to your room where you could take a shower and just forget it all.

You walked through the hallways silently, head tilted toward the floor to avoid anyone’s gaze, you knew you wouldn’t be able to handle anyone else’s judgement, not today at least.

Right as you arrived in front of your door an arm is held up in front of you, blocking your way. You blink hard to force away the tears before your head snaps up to the person. All you’re met with is the familiar pale skull mask, and the comfort it brings you makes a sob climb up to your throat that you choke back down.

“Mind if a join you for a bit?” Simon asks, voice gentle as his gaze trails over your face and the expression you can no longer find the ability to hide from him.

You only nod as you go to unlock your door, knowing that your words would fail you if you tried to speak.

He follows you closely from behind, clicking the door closed. At long last you could let your guard fall down, tears pouring from your eyes as you sob. Your legs no longer have the capability to hold you up as you lose yourself to the sorrow, but before you can hit the floor Simon is capturing you in his arms and pulling you to his chest.

He doesn’t say anything, knowing that nothing he could say right now was what you needed. No, all you needed at this moment was to be held, to know you were loved.

With careful hands he guides you to the bed, lying down first before pulling you down on top of him. One arm was wrapped around your waist as the other was gently holding your head, allowing you to cry into his sweater.

And that you did, for longer than you would admit. You loathed crying, it felt weak, it’s what was instilled in you since you were young. You knew this wasn’t the case, but habits were hard to unlearn. Crying was a way to express emotion, a healthy and normal way to, but in this type of work, you couldn’t afford to show emotions. That’s what got you, and others, killed.

But you were only human after all.

So you cried, and you cried, and Simon only held you close, even as his own heart broke as he listened to your broken sobs. If he could will your pain to go away, to become his own, he would do so in an instant. But that’s not the way the world works, so he would be here for you in every way that he could.

~

After a little while your sobs had died down to only the occasional sniffle, the tears run dry. You don’t say anything though as you try to collect yourself fully, but that was alright with Simon. He does however sweep you away to the washroom, carrying you like a bride that brings the tiniest quirk of a smile to your lips at the cheesiness of the action.

Placing you down on the countertop he wets a washcloth wordlessly, before trailing it up and down your face with soft hands, the dried-up tears washing away with it. The tenderness of the action makes your heart melt as you lean into his touch, soothing the pain if only a little bit.

“Wanna tell me what’s been going on, sweetheart?” He asks cautiously, prodding but patient. You only sigh softly before looking up at him, his mask long gone, taken off some time in between when you were crying and now.

You can’t help but reach out to stroke over his face, a smile gracing your lips that don’t quite meet your eyes, but it's an effort. His face was still rough with stubble after the long mission, not that you minded in the slightest. His eyes close as he relishes your touch.

“It’s just…” you pause, trying to find the right words to say. “Things have been, rough, lately, I guess. All the missions that have been going wrong, they have just been piling up I suppose, and they were weighing me down.”

His eyes open as he listens to you speak, the hazel colour meeting your own, leaving you feeling like you were bearing your soul for him to see.

“That one mission with Captain Oberon was the worst I think. I know saving that kid was the right thing to do, or at least that’s what I tell myself. I mean, if I can’t save one fucking kid in a job that’s supposed to ‘save the world’ then what good am I for?” You say, your tone irritated at yourself more than anyone.

“But I think that was the breaking point, where I started to question what I was really doing here. What’s ‘top of my unit’ if I can’t do the one thing I’m meant to do? That’s…when the whispers started. Saying how I was the reason missions kept going wrong, how I was the ‘bad luck charm’ and such,” Simon’s eyes harden as he takes in your words before he collects himself, knowing now was not the time to be angry.

“And I know that they’re not my fault, believe me, I do. Things go wrong all the time on the job, it’s what’s expected really. But then,” you trail off, a shuddering breath escaping your lips as you feel your eyes well up once more.

Simon’s thumb catches them before they fall, however, and you smile at him for a moment before continuing.

“But then I come back from our mission today, and I see my friends in the hallway talking. Here I am, thinking that I can find a moment of repose in this difficult world when all I hear is them saying these cruel things, about how I’m the fuck up, and how it’s not fair that I get to go on missions with the task force because I don’t deserve to. And I know that I’m not the reason why missions go wrong because sometimes that’s just how the world goes, but…” your head slumps over, forehead pressing into Simon’s shoulder.

“But when half the world tells you that you’re the reason why, it’s hard not to believe them too,” you whisper brokenly.

For a moment the washroom is silent, but all at once Simon’s arms are wound tightly around you in a hug so all-encompassing it only makes you cry once more.

“Never believe what they say, alright doll? You are one of the best soldiers I have ever seen on the field, your tactical skills and intelligence carry every team that you’re on, and I say that with every ounce of truth. I have never seen anyone more efficient and fucking badass than you, don’t forget that now, alright? I will continue to say this until you believe me entirely,” he says, his tone final, so full of confidence that you can’t help but believe him too.

“Okay,” you whisper, but that’s good enough for him.

“Do you need me to do anything?” he says, his tone hardened as thoughts of what he could do to everyone who has done you wrong fly through his head at 100 miles per minute.

“No,” you say panicked before recovering, pulling away to look at him. “no.” A bit more softly.

“I can deal with them myself. I know I don’t have to prove anything to them, but I can damn well show them that I’m meant to be where I am. Their jealous asses can suck it,” you say harshly but self-assured, and Simon can’t help the smirk that forms on his face. He was proud knowing that you could more than handle yourself.

...That did not, however, mean that he was not going to put them through absolute hell in training.

“There you are,” he says fondly, hand brushing your hair back. “You show them, yeah?”

“Yeah,” you say, the first true smile forming today.

“Let’s go make some pancakes,” he says, sweeping you up into his arms. On instinct your legs wrap around his waist.

“Right now?” you say with a laugh, and he can’t help but chuckle along.

“Right now.”

#simon #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley #simon riley x you #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty #fluff #hurt comfort #WEEEEEEEEEEEE

[tonberry-yoda]

Hello 🤍 how are you?

I’d like to request a Haikyuu piece. Noya x fem!reader if that is ok? Noya being down for some reason and finally he is the one needing support and comforting. Just something cute and fluffy. A little angst is ok too.

Best wishes. Btw I’d like to be 🌻anon :)

oh my goodness hello🌻anon! that is such a cute nickname! it's super nice to meet you lovely! i have been super good lately and i hope you are good as well! i loved this idea so much and had a great time writing it! i really hope you enjoy this as much as I do! <3

You Mean That? - Nishinoya

Pairing - Yu Nishinoya x f!reader

Warnings - none!

Word Count - 574

Notes - thanks again for the request dear! it is so nice to have anons on here so thank you for being one of them!!! sorry this took so long, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless!! <333

“How does it feel to be shorter than your girlfriend?” Hinata spiked a ball and looked over at Nishinoya with a shit eating grin.

“Oh, you’ll know how it feels one day Hinata, I can promise you that.” Nishinoya threw a ball at Hinata and it bounced off of his head with a smack to the floor.

“Alright, what’s going on in here?” Daichi walked over and picked up the ball off of the ground and turned towards Noya.

“Hinata was making fun of me being shorter than my girlfriend, so I taught him a lesson.” Everyone else who walked in found Hinata in the fetal position with tears in his eyes on the ground.

“Well, little buddy,” Tanaka threw his arm around Nishinoya and giggled. “You do know that girls like taller guys, right?”

“Yeah well she doesn't! She likes me, okay?!” Noya threw Tanaka’s arm off of him and turned around, crossing his arms.

“She was into that third year last year though. The tall guy on the basketball team. He got a girlfriend though so-”

“Shut up Tanaka!” Daichi put his hands on his hips, holding a volleyball in his arm. “Leave Noya alone. Let's get to practicing, alright?”

“Sorry Noya, I didn't mean it like tha-” Tanaka turned to Noya, but he was gone, running out of the gym.

Sometimes he couldn't always be the goofy one. He hated when people made him feel like that and he couldn't take it anymore. He knew that Tanaka was just joking, but it still pissed him off either way. It hurt him.

“Noya!” You smiled and ran up to your boyfriend, throwing your sweaty arms around him. “I'm on a little break from practice! Wanna get something to eat from the vending machine? Wait, are you okay?” You cupped his face seeing some tears he was holding back.

Noya quickly turned away from you and tried to walk away, but you grabbed his wrist. “Noya, what’s wrong?”

He stopped in his spot and slightly turned to you, a tear rolling down his cheek. “Are you only dating me as a second choice?”

“Wh-What? N-Noya, I-”

“Nevermind.” He quickly took off, leaving you behind.

“Wait, Noya!!!” You ran after him and grabbed his arm. “Talk to me. Please.”

Noya rolled his eyes and turned towards you. “The basketball player. Are you upset that you couldn't be with him so you decided to-”

“Woah! No! Noya, what the hell?! I would never! What’s gotten into you?”

“I just…” Noya sat down and put his face in his hands, crying.

“Noya,” you sat next to him and rubbed his back. “Noya, please don't cry. And don't think that. You’re not a second choice, babe. Who told you that?”

“T-Tanaka.”

“Oh sweet mother of god of course he did, asshole. Noya, I have always liked you. Always. That basketball guy was a piece of shit, okay? You mean the world to me.”

Noya quickly cuddled in your arms and sniffled. “You mean that?”

You nodded and ran your fingers through his hair. “Of course I mean that, love.”

Noya looked up at you with a smile and threw his arms around the back of your neck. “Sorry I was acting like a baby! Still wanna go get that snack from the vending machine?”

“Yes please.”

Noya jumped up and grabbed your hand, giggling.

“What’s so funny, Noya?”

“You’re all sweaty from practice.”

“Oh, shut up Nishinoya.”

#nishinoya #noya #yu nishinoya #nishinoya x reader #noya x reader #yu nishinoya x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #hq #hq x reader #noya haikyuu #angst #fluff #nishinoya haikyuu #request #🌻 anon #sunflower anon #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #my writing #<3 #thank you #sorry this took so long! <333

[filmbyjy]

truth untold

pairing: sim jaeyun x fem!reader

summary: growing up, you had an overprotective brother to be your surveillance. he constantly tells every guy you've liked off but what happens when you fell in love with his best friend?

no.of words: 7.5K (yes this is the reason why it took so long)

warning: tons of cursing, one part makeout and umm it's a little spicy so i'd say a little suggestive. i'm sorry but i had to because jake is hot. edit: okay after rereading it. there are tons of kissing scene and tons of me thirsting over jake. not much angst really. just one part. sexual jokes because why not.

NOTE: this is actually a request by an anon. i decided to turn it into actual fic because the concept of brother's best friend has always been one of my favourite. so yeah, hope you enjoyed this! oh and this is just a oneshot. there is no part 2!

you never thought you’d be pinned to the bedroom door by your brother’s best friend but here you were. his adorable doe eyes staring into yours, his lips parted and nose extremely close to yours.

“i-i.” he manages to stutter out. you could tell he was really flustered. like he didn’t mean to be in this situation. after all, you were off-limits.

now let’s not get ahead of ourselves, how did you get into this situation in the first place?

well let’s fully explain in depth who this “brother’s best friend” is and why he was even here in the first place.

sim jaeyun or as he goes by preferably, jake. he was your older brother’s best friend. he was a year older than you. well, he was a few months older than you since he was born during the later parts of the year but he never lets it die down that he was still considered a year older than you.

jay, your dear older brother, became friends with him at the ripe age of 13. jay was sort of a little too overprotective at times with you, especially around his friends. you see, jay had many friends at 13 years old, he was quite popular but the friends that stuck the most with him was mainly sunghoon and heeseung. they of course quickly accepted jake into the friend group after he proved he was worthy of being considered one of jay’s closest friends.

so the first time you ever met with the puppy-like boy was when you were 12. you had just came back from your extra classes. you were tired and so you threw your bag onto the kitchen counter and searched for your tub of ice cream. you heard rustling from behind you but you thought nothing of it since you thought it was just your older brother.

so when you heard another voice other than your brother’s you turned around with an ice cream filled mouth. you held a spoon up ready to take another bite out of the tub of ice cream.

“(name)! show some manners and why are you eating ice cream? you haven’t even had dinner!” jay scolds you. you stared at the unknown boy beside jay. he was good looking, kinda cute too, definitely your type…

“this is jake, my new friend.” jay says as he notices your curious eyes inspecting his friend.

“hi.” you managed to squeak out. thankfully, you didn’t stutter or else jay would surely be suspicious of your tone of voice.

“hi.” jake answers back. he was adorable but he was even more adorable when his stupid plump lips adorned a smile. god, you were already smitten.

“the other boys are coming over, you better not come down here. we are conquering the tv for some games and movies.” jay warns.

“what? come on, jay. you can’t be serious, i wanna watch tv too!” you folded your arms. jay rolls his eyes.

“sorry but it’s my turn today.” he sticks out his tongue. you huffed. jake could only smile a little at the both of you.

this was not the last time you saw sim jaeyun. since the boy was only a year older than you, your schedules frequently lined up but that meant you’d see your brother too and well you see…

jay has this big thing of always mentioning you were off-limits to any guy you came across, this was also an unspoken rule to his friends because why would you want to date your best friend’s younger sister? that’s a no for the bro code.

the last time you ever crushed on a guy (besides crushing on jake but jay doesn’t need to know that), the guy was terrifyingly interrogated by your older brother and his best friends. ah right, jay having friends also meant that you would also have 3 other older brothers. the poor guy that you liked apparently apologised for having a crush on you and never spoke to you ever again. that was how terrifying jay was as an older brother.

this was also another reason as to why you did not mention you liked jake. you wanted to spare him from the scary older brother talk. the fact that they were best friends does not help, what if jay starts to hate jake because you liked him. you did not want to ruin their friendship just for your own happiness.

now you were turning 18, sure these past few years of knowing the boys was interesting but it still kinda made you sad that your interactions with them were limited because of jay’s unspoken rule. over the past years of knowing sunghoon and heeseung (who were also your childhood friends), they never really hugged you. if they did, they would get side eyed by jay. it was really a pity.

ah but let’s not forget how controlling jay was with your outfit, if you wanted to go out, you’d have to wear something decent. you weren’t allowed to even show much skin. not even your parents were this conservative, they let you do as you please because they wanted you to learn how to take care of yourself and be independent.

but with jay controlling everything, you were forced to keep your mouth shut and listen to what he says. hence, you weren’t allowed to be even in the same room as the boys. as mentioned before, you were 18. nothing much has changed. jay was still controlling as per usual but since jay and his friends have garnered quite the attention from the whole school for being good looking, they started to throw parties.

sometimes, the parties were held at sunghoon’s house but most of the times since your parents were out, the parties were held at your home. today was no different.

“(name), please stay in your room. we are throwing a party.” jay mentions as he tossed his soccer jersey into the laundry basket. he pushes it into the garage and shuts the door close. they were getting ready for the party.

“can i join? i mean i’m bored and i have nothing to do.” you fold your arms.

“yeah jay, (name) should join. after all, she is legal now. take it as a ‘she’s finally legal’ party.” sunghoon says as he taps away on the controller trying to beat heeseung. jay rolls his eyes.

“no.”

“oh come on, jay. why can’t she join. she deserves to have fun, you know.” sunghoon says.

“she’s too young. moreover, there are tons of disgusting senior guys who may be drunk and will try to hit on her.”

“honestly, why are you gatekeeping her from getting a boyfriend. she’s 18. she’s only a year younger than us.” heeseung adds.

“are you hearing yourself? you know how guys our age are. you know they will try to get into her pants.” jay says.

“so? what’s wrong with me loosing my virginity to a random hookup?” you say. jay turns to look over at you.

“(name), i don’t want you to loose your damn virginity to some possible fuckboy.”

“then what about you? you popped your cherry when you were 16.” you fold your arms.

“that’s different, (name).”

“how is that different? it happened during a school camp with a cheerleader. how is that any better? you still threw her to the side like some chess piece.”

“okay okay, i think it's best if we stop this. the party is starting in an hour’s time and we still need to buy the possible snacks and maybe some booze?” jake says. jay rolls his eyes, jake was right they still have not bought snacks for their last minute impromptu party.

although, it was fine to have no snack at the party, they still needed alcohol. you see, jay’s parties are usually the most extravagant and most drunken filled teen party you’d ever go. it’s practically a must to get drunk at jay’s parties. moreover, tons of girls would certainly come over to visit the boys since they are the hot topic.

“fine, heeseung hyung will go buy the beer. sunghoon, you are with me on snack duty. jake..” he eyes jake. “you stay with my sister to prevent her from doing anything stupid.” jay says.

“what? i’m not a baby! i can take care of myself!” you grumbled.

“you are still my baby sister so one of us has to stay to watch over you.” jay points his finger at jake, “and you, you better not try anything funny with (name). if i catch you fooling around with her so help me i will-”

“chop my dick off. got it. i’ve heard your ‘overprotective’ brother talk a bunch of times.” jake finishes jay’s words. “you can trust me bud, i won’t do anything funny with your little sister. besides, you know i don’t like her like that.”

you felt your stomach drop, did jake just indirectly reject you? who knew it would hurt so much? you knew this would happen but hearing it directly from jake? you certainly did not feel great.

“hey, umm. sorry, i need to run to the restroom.” you say before going upstairs. you shut the bathroom door closed and crouched down on the floor. those words jake said kept repeating in your head. tears falling quickly.

“i knew this would happen but why does it hurt so bad.” you sighed. you sniffled. a knock was heard.

“hey (name), are you okay in there? i umm heard sniffling.” jake says.

you looked yourself in the mirror, your eyes were bloodshot, the eyeliner and mascara that you put on to make yourself look presentable to jake was ruined. why do you even bother trying? you did this for jake, someone who isn’t even allowed to be in a room alone with you.

you opened the door and faced jake.

“hey-wait why are you crying?” jake panics. what happened to you in there? he checks up on you to see if you got hurt. he was so caring that it actually hurt you. your heart breaks.

“i hate you.” you whisper. jake stops and looks straight in your eyes. you looked directly into his eyes.

“what?” he says. it’s like you could tell in his eyes, he was hurt by your words. you wanted to walk past him and go to your bedroom but he holds you back.

“what do you mean (name)? why do you hate me?”

“it means exactly that, jake.” you had to put a wall between you and jake, before it’s too late.

“i know you don’t mean it (name). tell me what’s wrong.”

“you don’t deserve to know what’s going on with me. after all, you are just my brother’s best friend.”

“yeah, i am but you’re like my little sister. i deserve to know what’s going on so i can help.” you laughed at jake’s words.

“of course, just a little sister to you.” you held in your tears and looked into his eyes. “was there ever a time where i was more than a sister to you? was there ever a time, where you ever look at me and treat me like a proper woman?” you pried your wrist off from jake’s grip.

you shut your bedroom door and memories from 2 years ago came flooding in.

it was summer, your family decided to rent out a cabin in the middle of the woods just for a simple holiday. jay decided it was best to bring the 3 boys over for fun. honestly, it was the best decision as it was one holiday you’d never forget.

because…jake almost kissed you.

“woahhhh, dad, this cabin is so cool.” jay gawks at the cabin’s interior. your dad and mom chuckled.

“well it better have been or else our guests wouldn’t have too much fun.” your dad mentions.

“mr.park, it’s really okay. thank you for inviting us.” heeseung says. he nudges sunghoon and jake.

“right, thank you mr.park.” jake adds. your dad smiles.

“well, there are rooms to be picked out. why don’t you kids go choose a room. your mom and i will settle with any room that is leftover.”

with that, jay shoves his friends and went running to choose his bedroom. sunghoon running after him whilst heeseung just shakes his head and walks over slowly.

“jaeyun, what about you?” your mom asks.

“i don’t mind any room.” he turns to you, “why don’t you pick out a room (name)?” you were flustered to have jake’s gaze over at you.

“umm, thanks. i’ll pick a room.” you rolled your luggage down the hallway. you could hear sunghoon and jay fighting for a room. heeseung had already chosen a room and so he was unpacking. you looked around for a room and found one that had the most perfect view of the lake.

it was accompanied by a small balcony with two chairs and a small table. the room itself wasn’t that big and honestly, you were sure it was smaller than the other rooms but you didn’t care about that. the bed was already a good size for you and it had a view you loved.

since you had arrived at the cabin with your parents a little late, the sun was starting to set. you placed your backpack down and rolled your luggage to a safe spot. you walked over to the balcony and sighed in content, not forgetting to snap a photo of the sunset which loomed over the lake.

“i see you’ve chosen your room.” jake says as he leans on the doorframe. you turned to the boy and smiled.

“the view is spectacular, come over here.” you gestured for jake to come over. he chuckled and went over to the balcony. you looked at jake to observe his reaction.

“you’re right, it’s really pretty.” yeah…really pretty. god, why did jake have to be so good looking. “can i come over to your room later? i wanna hang out with you later.”

you tilt your head, “but jay will say something.”

“then i’ll come over when he is dead asleep.” jake smiles. you smiled too.

your dad had gathered some firewood and threw them into the fireplace. it was really domestic and you enjoyed your time. however, you were more excited to have jake over in your bedroom after jay had fallen asleep. jake usually wasn’t a daredevil and would obey jay’s overprotective brother protocol but there were times where he would sneak in to hang out with you for a bit.

those were rare times, like currently. after jay had knocked out cold due to the extremely delicious steak your dad grilled. the boys simply kept talking about how they should hit the gym after this trip but for now, they would eat anything your dad had showed up with.

jake knocks on your bedroom door and pops his head in to check up on you. you were busy reading the book you brought from home. you looked up at the boy and smiled a little.

“come in.” you say. jake enters your room and shuts the door quietly. he stretches and you accidentally spot his toned stomach, you quickly looked away, feeling shy already. both you and jake settled on the chairs by the balcony.

“it’s really beautiful at night. i mean, the moon is directly shining into your bedroom. it’s perfect for some cheesy romantic movie.” jake says. you laughed.

“didn’t you say that you hate rom-coms?”

“yeah but they are always the classics.” jake adds. you nod.

the night sky wind blows against your skin, kissing it lightly. you felt jake’s hands grazing your cheeks, trying to move your hair behind your ears. you turned to look at jake. it was quiet between the both of you. a lingering tension filled the air and you could’ve sworn, jake was a distance away from you. when did he get so close?

he only leans closer, your heart beating quickly. was he going to kiss you? you shut your eyes and waited for his lips to meet yours. jake’s eyes were shut too so he surely wanted the kiss as well. it never came though because just as your lips were barely grazing jake’s, you heard someone shouting and opening your bedroom door quickly.

“(name), there is a large cockroach in my room. PLEASE HELP ME.” jay says. jake quickly hides behind the small wall so jay does not suspecting anything. you looked at jake discreetly, his eyes were widened. you could tell he was terrified to get caught by jay.

“i thought you were asleep?” you say.

“yeah, i was. before i stirred in my sleep and heard some weird buzzing flying noise in the bedroom. guess, what? it’s a motherfucking flying cockroach.”

“and you want me to go.” you fold your arms.

“you’ve killed a lizard before. cockroaches are equally the same. they are still weird disgusting creatures.”

“why didn’t you ask the boys?”

“well, sunghoon is dead asleep and i might get murdered if i wake him up. heeseung is on a call with his ‘soon-to-be-girlfriend’ so i rather not hear all the mushy shit he says. as for jake, i have no idea where that idiot went to. maybe he is busy fishing at night or being mauled by a bear. who knows, you know he always walks away randomly and does his ‘i am different from everyone else’ stance every time, right?” you glanced at jake again, he was scowling at jay.

“uhh yeah.” you sighed, “just show me where the cockroach is. you’re lucky i packed a cockroach spray knowing there may or may not be cockroaches.” you say.

“thank you, baby sis. follow me.” jay leads you to his bedroom. as jay walks first, you looked at jake and gestured for him to get out after you. he nods.

the next morning, at the dining table. you and jake sent each other weird glances and it seems like sunghoon and heeseung was the only one that caught on. they both message you in this groupchat you had without jay (because the boys still think they deserve to interact with you).

- heeseung: what’s up with the both of you?

- sunghoon: yeah, what happened?

- jake: nothing that you should know. me and (name) just hanged out last night.

- you: yeah, that’s all.

- sunghoon: dude, that’s unfair. i wanna hang out with (name) too :(

- heeseung: yeah :(

- jake: too bad :P

you looked up at jake and smiled. he smiles back when jay faces away from the both of you.

“alright kids, how does handmade pancake sound like?” your dad says.

back to the present, you grabbed the picture frame that was in your bedroom. it was a picture of you, jay, sunghoon, heeseung, jake and your parents. you had a swimming competition that time and you won a silver medal. sure, it wasn’t a gold but you cherished it since you were with your loved ones.

jay didn’t know but jake’s arms were around your shoulder in the picture. he was smiling brightly. you smiled weakly as you stared at the picture. however, you knew in the picture, you were not the reason why he was smiling brightly. the photographer at the time was jake’s crush and so he was probably smiling brightly at her and not because he was happy you won a medal.

you sighed. every memory you had with jake was always about your longing desire to date him. to hold him close and never let him go but he was never yours from the start. not when your brother shielded you from him. you heard a knock at your bedroom door, followed by a voice.

“(name), i don’t know what’s the reason for you to hate me but i’m sorry. for everything or anything i’ve done.” jake says. your heart aches, jake did not deserve to say sorry to you. you should be the one apologising to yourself for hurting yourself and falling in love with someone you can’t have.

you went to open the door and hugged jake. he stays frozen but wraps his arms around you. you cried again.

“i’m sorry.” you cried out. jake holds you close before patting your head and running his hands down your back.

“you did nothing wrong, it’s not your fault.” he says, despite not knowing why you were crying in the first place.

“no, you don’t understand jake. it’s my fault. everything up till now is my fault.” you say. jake holds you at arm’s length.

“what do you mean (name)?”

“i was never meant to fall for you and yet i did. this is my fault.” you confessed. jake stares at you wide eyed.

“(name), i-”

“no, jake. i shouldn’t have told you.” you hear the front door open and chattering downstairs. “you should go, i can’t go to the party anyways.” you say as you walked back into your room and shut the door. jake sighs.

“fuck, what do i do?” he groans into his hands. jake goes over to help his 3 friends. jay easily notices something is up with jake. he pats his best friend’s back.

“what’s up?” jay says.

“nothing much.” jake answers.

“you look…stressed. chill out bud, there will be tons of girls at the party and you can fuck around with them. get your mind off things.” jay explains.

“yeah, you’re right.” jake says. jay chuckles.

“i’m always right.” jay smirks. sunghoon smacks the back of jay’s head.

“wrong. i’m always right.” sunghoon adds.

“asshole, i was trying to comfort our friend.” jay rolls his eyes.

“alright, enough. jay, aren’t you going to change into something snazzy to entertain the girls?” heeseung says.

“you know it. oh and whoever rings the doorbell, let them in by the way. i’ll go take a long shower and get ready.” jay winks. heeseung gags, pretending to hate the wink jay threw at his friends.

now it was heeseung and sunghoon’s turn to question their friend’s behaviour. they turned to look at jake with concern.

“what happened?” heeseung asks

“something with (name), we assume.” sunghoon says.

“she likes me.” jake says. sunghoon and heeseung gasp.

“dude, that’s great.” they pat his back. excited that his friend has a girl crushing on him.

“of course, it’s great. if her fucking brother wasn’t jay. you know, he’d kill me if he finds out about me fooling around with her. you remember what he said before. he’d chop my dick off and i don’t want (name) to get in trouble too.”

“that’s true but jay has no right to stop you or (name) to fall in love with each other. yeah, he is her brother, they are family but it is (name)’s choice to choose what’s right and wrong. she’s literally legal and a grown woman now. she’s definitely not the same girl me and heeseung grew up with.” sunghoon says.

“so?”

“so, what sunghoon is trying to say is…” heeseung pushes jake slightly towards the stairs, “go get your girl.”

“but jay’s in the shower-”

“shut it and go.” heeseung tells jake. jake huffs. he trudges up the stairs, he could hear the shower running and jay humming songs in there. his heart races. he sneaks past the bathroom and goes to your bedroom door.

he knocks on it lightly.

“jay, please not now. i’m busy!” he could hear your voice cracking. have you still been crying all this time. he sucks in a breath and opens your bedroom door. he shuts it and walks over to you.

“jake, what are you doing here? jay is here. you’ll get caught.” you say. jake only walks towards you more. you groaned and grabbed his hand.

“out.” you pulled him to your bedroom door but the next thing he does surprises you.

you were pinned to the door. his adorable doe eyes staring right into yours, it was widened along with his furrowed brows. his plump heart shaped lip were parted. as if he realised what he was doing was not intentional. he stutters a little.

“shit (name), i am so sorry. this was not supposed to happen.”

“really?”

“i don’t mind if this happen-fuck, i mean.” jake groans. you giggled. “sorry.”

“jake it’s fine. i mean, if it was unintentional, you would’ve moved back by now right?” you teased. jake blushes. he takes a deep breath.

“what if i meant it to happen?”

“then, it was intentional?”

“(name), i like you too.” jake confesses. you could hear your heart beating. was jake fooling with you?

“you’re not joking, are you?” you asked.

“you know i am a horrible liar so yes, i like you park (name) a-and i want you to be my girlfriend.” jake says. you wrapped your arms around jake’s neck.

“who could say no to you?” you kissed jake right on the lips. the same ones you have been dreaming of smooching since you could last remember. jake relaxes into the kiss, his hands making their way to your waist.

it gets pretty heated real quick though and you never thought it would but here you were making out with jake against your bedroom door. he slips his tongue past and you were drunk on the feeling. you hummed when jake continued to kiss you passionately, his hands going over to wrap one of your legs around his waist.

you heard a small knock but neither you or jake acknowledged it. both too drunk on the feeling of each other. jake’s lips left yours, he starts to litter a few kisses on your neck and you whimper a little. then a loud knock was heard which caused you and jake to jump at the noise.

“(name)? i’ve been calling you for the past minute. have you seen jake? he suddenly disappeared and sunghoon mentioned you were the last one to see him.” jay yells over the loud music. seems like the party has started.

both you and jake looked at each other. the both of you were in a mess, his hair was a little messed up since you pulled on it slightly while making out with him and as for you, your lips were slightly swollen. surely if jay were to enter your room now, he’d see this mess.

“i didn’t see him, sorry. maybe he went to buy some stuff because he forgot.” your voice sounded rougher than usual. jake bites his lips.

“weird, he usually texts the chat though. anyways, please don’t leave the room. the party is ongoing and i-”

“you don’t want me to mix around with the seniors. yes, jay i know.”

“alright, then goodnight.” jay says. you could hear his footsteps going further and further. you let out the unknown breath you were holding in.

“jake-” he kisses you again. “we shouldn’t-” he pecks your lips.

“you heard jay, babe. he said goodnight.”

“yeah but that’s because i’m just supposed to stay in my room until i fall asleep. you on the other hand have to get your ass down there or else jay will get suspicious!”

“i can always text him and say i went home when in fact i’m next to you in your bed, trying to put you to sleep.”

“jake!” you hit his arm. you hear another knock at the door.

“hey, you two okay in there? sorry, i mentioned you were the last person to see jake, (name). I forgot that you two were kinda talking to each other.” sunghoon says. you went to open the door. sunghoon pouts.

“it’s okay hoon, where is jay right now?”

“downstairs, he’s busy with some chick. she’ll probably occupy him for the rest of the night. you don’t have to worry.”

“alright, thanks.” sunghoon inspects the both of you.

“were you two…making out?” you looked at jake and then back at sunghoon.

“no.”

“we, umm. we kissed and i asked her to be my girlfriend.” jake says.

“oh, that’s great. good luck trying not to get caught by jay though. he as you know is really terrifying and overprotective.” sunghoon pats jake’s shoulder.

“I’ll try not to get my ass bitten.” jake says.

“you’d be into that though.” sunghoon jokes.

“park sunghoon!” you say.

“what, why are you defending your little boyfriend. would you like to watch his ass bitten by your brother. didn’t know you were into that (name).” sunghoon smirks.

“sunghoon, would you please shut the fuck up?” you say. he sticks his tongue out.

the next few weeks were hard. you had to sneak around with jake a lot and he would always send secret glances at you while jay wasn’t looking. it didn’t help at the fact that jake was always constantly so affectionate, i mean you weren’t complaining you liked this. however, with the existence of your brother…it made physical affection become the hardest part of your relationship. this unfortunately was what the boy had signed up for.

just like recently, where jay weirdly invited you to have a movie night with him and the boys. hah, kidding you invited yourself in by begging him. jay simply rolled his eyes and allowed you. you knew he loved you too much to push you away. that was the great part of being jay’s younger sister.

you were getting popcorn from the kitchen (homemade). the boys had ate everything so you were tasked by your dear brother to help fill the bowl with the extra ones in the kitchen. jake decides to sneak off and meet up with you in the kitchen. you were scooping the popcorn into the bowl when you felt arms wrapping you. the culprit nuzzles his head on your shoulder. you snickered.

“really babe?” you asked softly.

“i haven’t held you today and you know finals are soon.”

“yeah, that makes me realise. i need to study.” you say.

“can i join you in your room, baby?” you turned to face the puppy eyes your boyfriend was giving you. you playfully rolled your eyes.

“no, jaeyun. moreover, jay will realise that you are gone.” you hear footsteps trudging closer so you pushed jake away and he quickly pretends to look into the fridge. you continue to scoop up the popcorn.

“(name). you are taking too long on the popcorn. movies are boring without them.” jay huffs.

“yes, dear brother. at your service, i just finished scooping them up. just scoot your ass back to the couch.”

“they better be buttered up just nice-”

“yes, they are. you are the one who made them.” you deadpan.

“ah right.” jay looks at jake. “let’s go dude, you have been staring at the fridge for a long time.”

“sorry, i was looking for my drink but it seems like it’s not there.”

“oh, took the last can. sorry.” jay shrugs and goes on his way back to the living room. jake glares at where jay left off to.

“asshole.”

“i’ll buy you your drink. if that makes you feel better.” you say.

“thanks babe.” he whispers it loud enough for you to hear and blows you a kiss.

like previously mentioned, for the boys, as it was their senior year, they had finals before they graduated. you and jake unfortunately couldn’t meet much since he was busy studying. he obviously apologised through texts and you forgave him of course. when finals was officially over, your parents had surprised the boys with a deserved holiday trip to the cabins!

it made you think about the previous time at the cabins, the time when jake was about to kiss you. hmm, do you think he could actually kiss you for real this time? (though you were quite literally dating now)

you were packing your things. the boys had already packed and they decided it was a smart idea to have a sleepover. besides, your dad had already rented out a literal tiny bus for this trip. it was already sitting on the driveway. you were packing your things late at night since you couldn’t sleep.

“couldn’t sleep?” jake says upon entering your room. you turned to him and smiled. he pecks your lips.

“yeah, kinda have been debating on what to wear.”

“who are you trying to impress hmm?”

“you.” jake laughs.

“might i remind you that you are already the future mrs.sim.” he boops your nose. you scrunched your nose.

“well, mr.sim. I still wanna look good and maybe take some pictures so i’m not only trying to impress you.” jake hums. his eyes falls onto the picture frame. it was the swimming competition one.

“you know, i wasn’t staring at the photographer who took this photo.” jake says. you looked at him.

“you weren’t?”

“yeah, she was just my friend. she knows i like you so she teases me all the time. i have a different photo, she sent the one where she caught me shamelessly staring at you with loving eyes.”

“no way.” you didn’t believe him. he takes out his phone and scrolls around for the photo. pretty easy to find considering he has a locked folder solely dedicated to you ever since you two started dating.

“see?” he shows you the photo. it was true, jake was staring at you. you looked up at him.

“i meant it when i said i’ve loved you for the longest time. it’s just, i couldn’t confess because of your brother but…” he takes a hold of your hand. “we are here now. together as a couple.” he kisses your knuckles.

“babe.” you pout. jake pinches your cheeks and steals a short kiss from your pouting lips.

“we still have that kiss that we haven’t completed back at the cabin. wanna recreate what happened before your brother bursted into the door?” jake asks.

“you still remember what happened?”

“of course, it’s the day i nearly kissed you. one of the most memorable moments my 17 year old self could experience.”

you snort, “what? nearly kissing your best friend’s 16 year old sister?”

“hey, to be fair. you wanted it too. you leaned in too!” jake says.

“well babe, who wouldn’t want to kiss you? you were mr.hot guy back then.”

“and now i’m mr.taken.”

“yes, you are.” you pecked his lips.

the next morning, your mom makes breakfast. sunghoon walks into the dining area dead on the inside.

“what’s wrong, sweetie?” your mom says.

“i think i screwed up on my finals. what if i don’t go to the same college as you guys?” sunghoon pouts at his friends. your mom affectionately ruffles his hair.

“sunghoon, you are smartest boy i know. plus, you still have ice skating as a career. at least you did your best.”

“mom, am i the one smart too.” jay innocently says.

“oh, jay sweetie. i’m already thankful if you get into college.” your mom says. jay huffs. jake and heeseung laughing at him. you smiled.

“(name) sweetie, how is going along with the boyfriend hmm?” your mom suddenly says. your eyes widened. jay’s eyes too.

“mom, i don’t have a boyfriend.”

“sweetie, i see you constantly smiling on your phone.”

“yeah, i was watching something funny which is why. plus, it was late at night. you know i laugh quite loud.” you explained. your eyes met with jay’s. he was sneaking in small glares at you to get you to admit it.

it was about 12pm, your dad had placed everything needed in the compartment. for smaller bags, it can just be dumped into the back since there was more than enough seats for everyone.

“everyone ready?” your dad asks. you happily replied with ‘yes’.

with that, you set off. you were sitting in the back with the extra baggage. there was only one seat left next to you and you knew none of the boys would settle next to you. everyone was falling asleep or so you thought. jake makes his way to the seat next to you and you tilt your head at him. you checked if jay was asleep and he was. his head laid on sunghoon’s, how cute you thought.

jake holds your hand and squeezes it. you took out earphones.

“i missed you.” jake whispers. you smiled. “i also missed your lips on mine.”

“jake, we can get caught.”

“just one kiss.” jake gives you his best puppy eyes ever. god you were so weak for him. you sighed.

“fine.” jake leans in and kisses you. you thought he was going to cut it short but you were wrong. he holds you in place, a hand raising to your cheek as he tilts his head to deepen the kiss. it’s been a while since you and jake ever got this intimate so you missed this.

you pulled away only for jake to chase for your lips once again.

“babe, we can’t. not right now, okay?”

“just one more?” jake pleads.

“jaeyun.”

“(name).”

“we can’t makeout here. everyone is here.”

“then…later?” jake says.

“sure.”

“okay.” jake makes sure to steal one last peck before going back to his seat.

your dad finally pulls up to the cabin. he somehow managed to even reserve the same one from 2 years ago. everyone leaves the bus, they stretch and went over to help get the items from the compartment. even moving them into the cabin. you were helping your dad and you were the only one outside along with him.

“hey kiddo.”

“yeah dad?”

“i saw you and jake.” your eyes widened. right, your dad was driving obviously he would be able to witness whatever happened. he can’t sleep while he drove everyone to the cabin.

“dad i-”

“i’m not mad sweetie, don’t worry. i’ve always felt that you and jake should be together, even your mom agrees. she had a feeling, you liked him.”

“oh.”

“we know how your brother can get so we won’t say anything about this but just to let you know…we are proud of you.” you smiled.

“thanks dad.” your dad ruffles your hair.

“now, go choose your room.”

“yes, dad.”

you went into the cabin. it was almost the exact same, maybe they just changed up the furnitures and renovated it over the years since it was pretty old. it brought more nostalgic when jay and sunghoon went to fight for bedrooms.

“things never change.” heeseung says whilst shaking his head. he heads straight into the hallway with his luggage. you were left with jake and your parents.

“you don’t have to be uptight. i already know about you two.” your dad tells jake. he lets out breath and instantly goes to hold your hand.

“let’s go, mrs.sim?” jake says. you giggled.

“sure, mr.sim.” you retort back. both you and jake went over to the hallway. your mom watches over you two.

“they remind me of us in the past.”

“your brother wasn’t protective over you though.” your dad says.

“yeah but seeing them so in love reminded me of us.” your mom coos.

you chose the same room from 2 years ago. it still had that spectacular view. once again, you were shocked that none of the boys had chosen this room. they probably took the same rooms in the past. unless, of course, jay didn’t want his little visitor to appear again. you prayed that history did not repeat itself because you’d love to actually kiss jake, without the same incident happening again.

of course like back then, jay and others passed out after eating your dad’s steak. it was too good.

you did as you were previously doing back then, reading your book and being too engrossed in it forgetting jake was ever supposed to visit you in the first place. jake knocks on your door and he pops his head in just like back then. you giggled.

“can i come in?” jake asks.

“yes, you can.” you placed your book down on the bed and made your way over to jake. he shuts the door. you went to peck his lips but he stops you.

“this was not what happened.”

you whined, “are you seriously going to roleplay what happened back then?”

“it was romantic.”

“yeah, before jay interrupted us and you were almost caught.”

“he isn’t going to burst in again, babe. trust me.”

“are you sure?”

“yes.”

“fine.” you realised that meant you had to act shy around jake. you forgot you were ever like this ever since you agreed to be his girlfriend. “wait, that means i have to pretend to be how i was back then.”

“exactly.”

“but i was horrible back then.” you say. jake shakes his head.

“i thought you were adorable. now. say those words.”

“but you’re already in my room.”

“ah right then i should probably stretch shouldn’t i?” he smirks.

“you saw me gawking at your body back then? oh my god, jake! that’s so fucking embarrassing.” you groaned. he stretches and you looked away this time. he reaches over for your chin to get you to look at him.

“eyes on me, babe. don’t be shy now, you’ve already seen my body tons of times.”

“that’s because you insist on being shirtless when we sleep in the same bed together.”

“yeah and you love it.” he cockily smirks. you rolled your eyes.

“let’s just fucking sit down.” you groaned. jake chuckles.

the both of you settled down on the chairs in the balcony like old times.

“it’s really beautiful at night. i mean, the moon is directly shining into your bedroom. it’s perfect for some cheesy romantic movie.” jake says.

“i forgot we were roleplaying-”

“say it.” jake says. you sighed.

“didn’t you say that you hate rom-coms?” you say in the most monotone voice.

jake didn’t seem fazed by your tone of voice so he continued. “yeah but they are always the classics.” you deadpanned.

“I really don’t like how you actually remembered what you said.”

“hey, i was flirting with you. how could i not remember? you laughed at it and agreed with me. to me that was progress on stealing your heart.” you snickered.

and just like back then, the night sky wind blows against your skin, kissing it lightly. you felt jake’s hands grazing your cheeks, trying to move your hair behind your ears. you turned to look at jake.

“just fucking kiss me.” he flicks your forehead and you groaned.

“not what happened.” you grumbled at his words.

he leans closer. you shut your eyes and just waited. finally your lips met with his and there was no interruptions this time. jake kisses you with so much love and passion. he was really waiting all this time for this, the kiss you two shared in the bus was not enough. he wanted more, to drown in your lips and so he did.

one of his hand grazes your cheeks. the other tugs forward your chair to the point where you and him were sitting closer. this wasn’t enough though, he needed more. he pulls away.

“babe, i-” before he could get a word out. he hears a throat clearing behind the both of you. there stood your brother. sunghoon and heeseung were standing beside him, hiding behind jay since it seems like they were caught guilty of not reporting this to him. they were also a little traumatised that they witnessed the kiss you two shared (they obviously knew you two were together but they have never seen you two actually kiss).

“jake? care to explain why you were kissing my little sister?” jay shoots him a terrifying gaze. jake’s breath hitches.

“i umm.” jake takes a deep breath, “jay, me and your sister are dating.” he says.

“okay.” jay says. both sunghoon and heeseung turned to jay like he was crazy. even you and jake were shocked.

“no ‘overprotective brother’ talk?” jake cautiously asks.

“why? do you want one? because i-”

“no no no. it’s okay.” jake says. jay nods.

“(name). you’re happy with jake right?”

“u-uh? yes. I am.”

“good. then, you better treat her well.” jay points to jake. he nods.

“but why are you okay with this?” you asked.

“jake, is the best option out of any other guy. i’ve known him for years and he is most definitely perfect for you so yeah i don’t really care if you date him.”

“what about us then? we’ve known you since literally childhood.” sunghoon asks as he points to both him and heeseung.

“like i said. the best option out of all the guys out there.” sunghoon’s jaw drops.

“yah! I would be a great boyfriend to (name)!” sunghoon huffs.

“please don’t put that image in my head. i can handle jake but you? hell no.” jay turns to you. “if you and jake ever break up, please don’t date sunghoon.”

“uh okay?”

“this is discrimination against me!” sunghoon says.

“and by the way. i already caught you two smooching in the car. never knew kissing made so much noise.” jay says before leaving your bedroom. “oh and please use a fucking condom. i don’t want to get a niece or nephew at 19.”

“jay!” the door shuts.

“so umm, wanna continue kissing?” jake asks.

“the mood is ruined, jake.” he tugs you forward to his lap and you fell right into it.

“well, it’s not ruined for me.” jake dangerously says. it was all it took for jake to kiss you again. where mother nature could be the only witness to this escapade.

#OML THIS TOOK TOO LONG TO MAKE #SOMEONE STOP ME FROM THIRSTING OVER JAKE'S LIPS #enhypen imagines #enhypen imagine #enhypen x reader #enhypen x reader imagines #enhypen x y/n #enhypen #enhypen angst #enhypen fluff #jake #jake imagines #enhypen jake #jaeyun #jaeyun imagines #jaeyun angst #jaeyun fluff #jake angst #jake fluff #sim jaeyun #sim jaeyun imagines #sim jaeyun imagine #sim jaeyun fluff #sim jaeyun angst

[johaerys-writes]

15 questions for 15 friends

I was tagged by my dear @elveny, thank you so much!! 💙

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?: No! Well, yes, after a character in Greek mythology, but not after a parent or grandparent or anything like that.

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?: Yesterday. I was reading the Iliad again for an anon ask and was going through the part where Achilles kills Hector and oooh that scene got hands 🥲 I cry a lot though, I'm a crier, and a lot of the time it's about patrochilles so it's par for the course really lol

DO YOU HAVE KIDS?: Nope.

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED?: I'm fairly active generally but I don't play sports at all because I don't like them. I tried several sports while in school before accepting that I simply don't like team sports and I'm not good at them, but I had much more fun with solo sports. I swam for several years somewhat competitively, and I also did track for a while. 

DO YOU USE SARCASM?: I think so? But usually only with people I'm very comfortable with, because I can never know what would go down well or not with a person I don’t know. 

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?: That’s hard to answer because I feel like it depends on the situation. Most of the time, it's body language and their general vibe. Meeting new people can be nerve wracking so I try to "read" them and act accordingly, if that makes sense? I don't want to step on any toes or say the wrong thing so figuring out what the other person's mood or interests might be usually helps. But that often means I miss out on other things on first encounter, like... their eyes or smile or something?? Lol idk man, socialising while on the spectrum is hard 🥲

WHAT'S YOUR EYE COLOUR?: Brown.

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?: I think I'll pick scary movies because I do like horror and dark stuff and I don't care if the ending is happy or not as long the story is interesting. 

ANY TALENTS?: it took me so long to think of something for this and I honestly don't know? I'm assuming by 'talents' we mean something you're born with, not something you've worked hard at like some kind of craft, right? In that case, I think I have pretty good visual memory, especially when it comes to books and articles and such, or the written word in general. Oh and I'm weirdly good at orientation, I can usually find my way no matter where I am. Which isn't such a huge deal now in the era of google maps, but back when there was no gps it was a pretty useful skill to have haha. 

WHERE WERE YOU BORN?: Greece.

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?: Writing, reading, gaming, crocheting, drawing, going to museums! I'm constantly on the look out for new exhibitions and stuff, it's my favourite thing in the world to do. 

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?: A darling and dastardly cat, aka my extension when I'm at home. 

HOW TALL ARE YOU?: 1,68m

FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?: Oh god I freaking hated school, absolutely hated it LOL I can't think of one thing I liked in it. I guess I only enjoyed the very last year of high school when I was preparing for the Panhellenic exams because like... it felt like there was finally some kind of purpose or reason to be there at all, even though there was a lot of pressure. I loved Ancient Greek, Latin, History and Philosophy. 

DREAM JOB?: I don't have one, I don’t dream of labour 🙃 I don't think there's any sort of job anyone could do in this capitalist hellscape we're all currently living in that would be enjoyable enough to make up for, well... living in a capitalist hellscape lol. If I could, I'd just go back to uni, probably. That was my happy place and I miss it. And I'd also write a bunch and read a bunch and take up all sorts of creative hobbies, and probably travel more. 

Tagging forth to a bit more than 15 friends lol sorry (and I know I'm forgetting ppl): @baejax-the-great @thiefylilelf @vimlos @mogwaei @gloriesunsung @aymayzing @cordelia---rose @knicknocknick @aristi-achaion @peachandfig @heypax @darlingpoppet @tevivinter @mary-aries @tragediegh @pikapeppa @figsandphiltatos always with love and without any pressure 💕

#tag meme

[raenis22]

Member: Yang Jungwon

Requested by: Anon🎭

TW:Bullying,yandere

I hope you like this one anon and sorry if took so long! I just I have time to finish it😭

"Good morning, my little prey~"

"Oh...g-good morning to you too, Jungwon"

Another day of being one of his victims. Who is he, you ask? He's Yang Jungwon, of course. He's one of the top students in school, and everybody respects him a lot, which is one of the reasons to avoid being bullied by him. Not just academically great but also great in sports and a part of the student council. Don't ask me how he, a bully, can even enter the student council team; even I can't give a proper answer about it. I don't even remember how I became his victim in the first place. 

"Good...you know what happen if you choose to ignore, the consequence won't be good"

"Y-yes... I know that, Jungwon"

"Good...I want to meet you after school later. Do. Not. Forget. It."

"Okay...?"

With that, he left me there, stunned a bit. That's weird, this was actually the first time he talked to me that softly, even though it still sounds forceful. I shook my head and ignored it. I need to get my stuff in my locker or I will be late for first class. As I walked to my locker, someone familiar was waiting there. Could it be? I checked my eyes, and it's him! Heeseung is one of my upperclassmen and my crush too. I wondered why he was there, at my locker. I quickly approached Heeseung and greeted him. 

"Good morning Heeseung...why are you here?"

"Oh Hey YN"

"Y-you know my name?"

"Of course I know you silly, you're the new vice president for music club"

"Oh yeahh..."

"Anyway...I actually want to ask you out with me later, after school"

"G-going out...with you? Wait what"

"I like you silly, since I saw you in freshmen year...so, would go out with me?"

I can't believe it. My crush is actually confessing to me! Oh my God, my heart is racing like crazy right now. I just nodded and told him that I accepted his confession, and then I also confessed my feelings for him. This is the best day ever in my whole life! Heeseung pulled my hand and said he wanted to accompany me to class. I politely rejected him because I don't want to make a scene since he IS one of the popular kids in school. To see him date a girl like me will be laughable to them. Heeseung hesitated at first, but he understood my request.

"Okay then...see you later after school dear"

"Bye Hee, see you soon too!"

With those goodbyes, both of us went to our classes.

SKIP

Finally! The school session was finally over! I quickly cleared my stuff and ran out of the classroom first. Hurmm... I actually kinda forgot something, but I don't quite remember what it was. As I frantically tried to remember, someone tapped my shoulder, which brought me back to reality.

"Hey dear, are you ready to go now?"

"Yes Hee but I'm actually trying to remember something that I forgot..."

"Hurm? Is something bothering you, dear?"

"Nyeh...let's go, I think that not really important"

"Sure...let's go for our first date~"

Without realising it, I made a grave mistake by not remembering what I forgot that day. What was supposed to be a happy day turned into a nightmare.

Jungwon's POV

Finally, class was over, and now I had to meet YN, as I had ordered her to meet me. As I walked through the hallway, I saw YN with Heeseung Hyung. That's weird. Why do they look so close? When I saw Heeseung Hyung holding her hand, I could feel my rage boiling. Did he just touch my delicate doll? I scoffed when I saw them leaving the school building. Uh oh, someone is forgetting what's her first priority right now~

"Hey Won, let's go to the arcade!"

"Sorry Yuma...I have something to do now"

"Awww you always busy after school, come on be relax for once and come with us"

"Yeahh, you are already top student-"

"Not for studying...I have to 'catch' someone, bye"

Skip that night...

YN's POV

"Thanks for today, Hee. I have a wonderful day"

"Anything for my dear...make sure to have a rest tonight...I call you later when I arrive home"

"Sure...drive safely Hee~"

"Hey wait, leaving without my goodnight kiss?"

I just chuckled when I heard that, and he started to pout. I gave him a quick peck on his lips and waved him goodbye. As I no longer could see his car, I finally grabbed my keys to enter my house. Wait a second? Why did it not lock? Did I somehow forget to lock it this morning? This must be the one thing that I forgot today. Man, how I can be so careless. I hope no one stole anything important; I need to check it out. I entered my house and turned on the lights; nothing appeared to have been touched by anyone; everything appeared to be in the same position as when I left this morning.

"Oh good heavens...I thought I need to make a police report this night"

"Ohh? Think again sweetheart~"

"What-"

 When I tried to turn to see the voice's owner, someone pushed and pinned me to the wall. I shocked with what I saw. It's Jungwon. How the heck did he even get in here in the first place?!

"Having fun with Heeseung Hyung I see, hurm sweetheart?"

"J-Jungwon...how did you-"

"Don't Jungwon me...you were having fun with him and you totally forgot something you shouldn't have forget"

"Lock my door?"

"It's me, dolly...Don't I already told you that I want to meet with you after school?"

My eyes widen when he tells me that. So, it's not my unlock door that I forgot; it was him that I forgot.

"L-look Jungwon, I'm sorry but I really forgot that...not on purpose, I swear!"

"Oh? You were sure forgot about the moment that stupid boy touched you! As for touching what's mine, I'm sure that he already be dead by now" he smirked evily.

"W-what do you mean by that!? What did you do!?"

"No need to know...now it's your turn to remember that you shouldn't ever forget about me, sweetheart...or you will know what will you get for doing so"

He said as he whispered into my ears. When he said that, I got chills because he looked at me as if I were his prey. No, I am his prey for this whole time. Before I could utter a word, he forcefully kissed me on the lips. I tried to escape, but it's no use; he's stronger than I am. When he tried to reach my neck, I pushed him away and ran to my room, where I quickly locked it. I hurriedly called Heeseung to see if what Jungwon said earlier wasn't true.

"Hello? Hee! Are you there!?

"Woah woah, relax dear? I'm driving right now...what's wrong?"

"Oh God you're safe!"

"Safe? Dear, what's-"

BOOOM

TET TET TET TET

What just happened...? Did I hear it correctly? It sounds like an explosion. The call ended just like that. I'm too shocked to even react to what I just heard. Before I could call for help, a hand swiftly took my phone and smashed it to the ground.

"You witnessed that I was telling the truth...now let's give you your punishment for forgetting me today, doll~"

#enhypen fic #enhypen headcanons #enhypen imagines #kpop imagines #enhypen yandere #enhypen fluff #enhypen jungwon #enhypen heeseung #enhypen drabbles #enhypen scenarios #enhypen oneshots #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen soft hours #yandere enhypen #yandere jungwon #enhypen jay #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen niki #enhypen jake #enhypen sunoo #enhypen ff #enhypen x reader #enhypen female oc #yang jungwon #lee heeseung #enhypen

[theintrovertbean]

Hey there 👋 I would like to request a one shot. If your up for it, if not no pressure ☺️

*****

Nadia overnight work related stuff and MC walking in and finds her on her table still working holding a cup of coffee. hair messy and all her notes are everywhere

Nadia seeing MC and says " oh!, Good morning dear want some coffee?"

mc then takes the coffee out of her hand then guides her back to their bed and spends quality time together before Nadia falls asleep on top of MC.

*******

My Dear Anon,

I am most sorry for delaying this beautiful ask, but I believe it was worth it. Greatness takes time to achieve, after all. And I did work on it a lot, actually. I've been writing this since the moment you sent this ask, constantly adding a few words, sentences, or even paragraphs to it.

And why? Because this is one of the most wonderful requests I have ever received, and I really wanted to do it justice. I hope that I have managed and that you will enjoy it!

Once again, I am very sorry for taking this long.

Everything That a Countess Needs

With an empty ache in their heart, MC stared at the ceiling of the Countess' bedroom. They spent the whole night alone, barely able to get any sleep. Nadia was always there. She promised she would always be there with them at night, no matter how busy she was during the day. And now it was morning, and Nadia's enormous bed felt ten times bigger in her absence. 

The apprentice managed to contain their pain for now, but a wave of horrible thoughts rushed through their mind. Maybe she's hurt. No, someone would have told me. Then what if she's with someone else? It made their chest tighten in pain and fear.

But after a moment, they quickly brushed the ill thoughts away, rose from the bed, and slipped into an appropriate outfit. If Nadia doesn't come to them, then they will find her themselves. They walked to the grand door and opened it just in time to catch Portia with a tray of steaming hot coffee, freshly made from the kitchen. 

"Good morning, MC!" The head maid smiled at them. "Breakfast will be served in half an hour. Do you need anything?" 

"Yes, well." MC cleared their throat. "Nadia didn't come to bed last night, and I'm trying to find her. Do you know where she is?" 

"Ohh." Portia's expression became painful, and she dropped her gaze to the ground. "It seems like no one told you." Oh no. The apprentice began to panic; their eyes widened in terror, and their heartbeat quickened in fear of the truth. She's hurt. "Milady went to her office last night to do some paperwork, but something urgent came up."

"I-Is she alright?" The apprentice couldn't help but ask, even if it were possibly rude, to interrupt Portia. What if the Countess got terribly hurt and-! Oh, Gods. They must find out before it's too late! 

"Alright?" Portia now looked at MC, and she seemed quite surprised. "Yes, of course. She's just tired. I told her to rest, but she insisted on finishing what she had already started." 

The apprentice has never felt so dumb in their entire life. How come they didn't think of that? They looked at the tray of coffee in Portia's hands and came up with an excellent idea. It is their perfect opportunity to spoil the overworked Countess. Maybe they could sneak behind Nadia and massage her shoulder while she works. "Portia, you should take a break too. Here," They took the tray from her with a smile. "I will bring it to her."  

What a perfect opportunity! MC kept smiling as they approached Nadia's office, then knocked on the door and announced their arrival. "Nadi, it's me." 

"Come in, dear," Nadia said in a quieter voice than usual. "Good morning, my love" She smiled as her lover entered, her voice a faint whisper. 

MC almost dropped the tray when they saw the Countess in her current state. Her hair looked like an absolute mess, she had bags under her eyes, ink on her fingers, her makeup completely ruined, and yet, her smile was sweet and loving as ever. She then looked down at the mess of papers in front of her, blinked for a second longer than she should have, and her head dropped down an inch like a sleepy kitten's. Upon realization, she immediately forced her eyes open and looked at MC.

"Would you like some coffee?" She took the cup from her desk that Portia had left there earlier and a disappointed ohh left her lips when she saw that she already drank it all. "I see you brought some more," She said and set the cup down. "Would you please be a dear and bring it to me?" 

"No," MC's answer came immediately and without hesitation. "Up with you, my love," They commanded to the Countess' greatest surprise. They walked to her desk and put down the tray on the farthest corner from Nadia, ensuring she wouldn't reach it. Then, they made their way to her and held out a hand for the Countess to grab. 

But she hesitated, knowing too well that she still had a lot of work to do. "I can't," She told them. "I have to finish this, and then there's-" 

"Nadia," The apprentice cut into the middle of her sentence. How bold, interrupting the Countess like that. Not many would dare to do the same, but MC could without facing any consequences. "You can't work in your current state, and I'm not leaving you until you take a break." 

The Countess sighed. She knew too well that she shouldn't, but the magician was right. "My love," She once again began talking, but MC didn't let her speak.

"Please, Nadia," The apprentice pleaded, tempting their lover. She desperately needed a rest, and it was already too hard to force herself to work. But the Countess, ever so responsible, knew that duty comes before her needs. "Please, let me take care of you." 

How could she ever refuse them? 

Despite her protest, MC defeated her, and then the Countess nodded. "Okay," She whispered, the corners of her mouth turning into a weak smile. "Alright, my magician. You may take care of me." 

A bright smile immediately appeared on the magician's face when Nadia took their hand and stood from her seat. She allowed herself to be taken away by MC, to be led by them to a more pleasant environment. They held her hand gently as the two of them walked through the palace hallways, taking slow, lazy steps toward the Countess' chambers. 

MC pushed open the vast door of Nadia's bedroom. First, they let the Countess go inside; then, the apprentice entered too. Always so polite. 

"Tell me, my dear MC, how exactly do you plan on taking care of me?" Nadia asked her lover. "Shall I call for a servant and ask them to prepare a bath? Then, we could have a spa day together." But as relaxing as it may have sounded, MC had other, much simpler plans.  

"I don't think that a spa day is what you need right now, Nadi." 

"Then what it is that I need, love?" 

"A really good nap." 

The Countess' eyes widened in surprise. "A really good nap?" Then it seemed like the tension eased from her tired shoulders, and she laughed, her sounds of joy echoing through the enormous room. "Very well, MC. Let us take a nap." 

"Not yet," MC said, and then they walked to Nadia's wardrobe while the Countess watched them with interest. She yawned a few times before MC found one of her robes and made their way back to her. "Put this on, please."

And so Nadia did, but not without MC's help. The apprentice's fingers lightly brushed against Nadia's exposed skin as they took off her dress which was now only weighing her down. Usually, this would be quite an erotic experience, but neither of them had any of those intentions. Not right now. Instead, it was a sweet, loving gesture between soulmates, one helping out the other while she needed it. 

A hand slid from the Countess' abdomen to her waist as MC walked behind her, then soft lips pressed against her shoulder, sending a shiver down her spine. The hand then left, and the lips were no longer in contact with her skin. Light as a feather and gentle as a lover, MC helped Nadia into her robe. 

Her eyes followed MC's movements and watched them approach Nadia's dressing table. They pulled out the plush chair and did it much further than necessary. "Please sit down," MC asked the Countess, and Nadia obliged without question. 

With their magic, MC filled a bowl with water and grabbed the nearest rag. They dipped inside the bowl and then turned towards Nadia. Their free hand reached towards the Countess' face, fingers tenderly touching her chin and making her gaze at the apprentice. Nadia closed her eyes, enjoying the care of her lover. With their other hand, MC pressed the wet rag against Nadia's skin and began to wipe off her makeup with gentle movements. 

When her eyelids were clean, Nadia opened them, looking at her MC with so much love that it made their heart flutter. There was no need for talking; the look she gave them meant more than a thousand words. Her tired but loving eyes told them everything they needed to know. As soon as MC finished, they kissed Nadia, their lips sweet and soft against her own. It was a chaste but loving kiss, something they often shared during their private and romantic moments, like a silent promise to always love and cherish each other. 

The rag was placed back down on the dressing table, and MC rushed to undress and get a robe of their own while the Countess waited. The apprentice climbed into their shared bed and laid on it with such a great speed that could only be achieved by using magic. 

The Prakran goddess followed her lover to bed, slowly climbing up and then settling her weight on top of them, the closeness bringing joy to both the Countess and her magician. She laid her head on MC's chest, her ear resting right above their heart. The soft beating brought her much-needed comfort and calmed her. A yawn escaped her mouth, and MC kissed the top of her head. 

"Sweet dreams, Nadi," The apprentice whispered. 

"Thank you for everything, MC. I love you," The Countess mumbled, her eyes closed and already half asleep. 

A few fingers tangled into her violet hair, the digits lovingly playing with the soft locks. "And I love you too. More than you can imagine, my heart."

It wasn't a good nap that Nadia needed.

It was MC and their loving care. 

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[life--is-not-daijoubu]

rant about your favourite doctor who character/characters here go

This is the best ask I could possibly get thank you dear anon and I'm sorry replying took me so long

Okay, you want me to rant? You'll get a rant and it's gonna be about The Master (because who else)

/not spoiler free/

Okay, so i only watched new who and first few eps of classic who but we've got so much amazing Masters in 2005 series that it was enough for me to go absolutely crazy

JUST HIS STYLE AND MADNESS AND FJUIFDMLKSJLJDSKNJEWFI

okay maybe let's go chronologically

the first time i saw The Master was as dr Yana i think? back in these simple the-sky-is-made-of-diamonds days i just thought he's a c00l character, yk, a fellow genius, maybe he'd return someday after his arc's finished. yes.

and then he regained his timelord memories, stole the tardis, regenerated and went to 21 century earth. and then won the elections. he's an icon and i love him.

the whole harold saxon thing? man, this guy brainwashed the entire country (hey don't forget to vote saxon) and even if he hadn't he would probably win anyway

his schemes? planning? STYLE? i'd beg him on my knees to be my enemy

also can we please remember that every master incarnation has a moment where the whole plot and action stops just so they can sing and dance for a few minutes and then go on like nothing happened?

oh my fucking god

okay let's go on and skip the part when he turned the whole world into himself and also later when he went on cannibalism spree and the "get out of the way" scene AND HIS DEATH SCENE AND HOW THE DOCTOR HUGGED HIS DEAD BODY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ok ok stop

Missy.

another icon, or the same icon, but an icon indeed. the first time she meets the doctor? she kisses him and leaves him traumatized for a while, she wears fucking tomatoes on her hat (shut up they are tomatoes it's funnier this way). she then proceeds to free herself and crash the plane they were flying on. she tells her cybermen to kill some belgians. they're not even french, after all.

then we have this whole vault thing, and then she kills her previous self and her previous self shoots her. this is so master.

AND THEN, MY DEAR, THEN WE HAVE DHAWAN!MASTER. AND HERE'S WHEN EVEN MORE FUN BEGINS.

let's start by saying he's hot. and he dances all the time with these little stimming steps and movements, his whole self is screaming 'I AM HERE AND I AM YOUR MASTER'. and he wears purple. he's purple. he's the purple master, do you get it hes purple

he's dangerous, just like any master. he burned gallifrey. he has TCE. and he is rasputin.

i'm going crazy this is the end thank you dear anon for the ask

[myreygn]

omg hi since fic rqs are open, can i request lee!camilo from encanto? the ler can be your choice^^ i’m excited to see what you come up with!

show yourself!

summary: Camilo has the audacity to hide Mirabel's knitting materials and disguise himself as Isabella to avoid the consequences. And he would've gotten away with it, if only he hadn't made one small mistake.

an: sorry this took so long and i hope you see and like it anon, thank you sm for requesting smth!

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Of course it had only been a matter of time until Mirabel would discover her missing knitting materials, but Camilo had honestly hoped he would get some more than just twenty seconds to hide them. But no, of course luck just wasn’t on his side today. He gulped when he heard his cousin barge through her door upstairs and quickly hid his loot in one of the huge plant things Isabella had put all over the house, then he made his way to the living room, trying to figure out an escape plan.

His steps caused a loud echo and Camilo flicked his fingers against the wall. "Casita! Sht! You'll give me away!"

The wall's stones made a few click sounds, as if the house snickered, then the door flew open and a furious Mirabel Madrigal came storming into the room.

"Isa! Have you seen Camilo?!"

"No, I haven't." Camilo thanked all the gods there were that he had had the presence of mind to transform himself into someone else and throw himself onto the sofa, grabbing the nearest book. 'A Guide To Local Healing Plants'... whatever, this would do. "Can't you see I'm busy, Mira? Next time better think twice before barging into a room like that, people live here!"

"Jeesh, alright, I'm sorry. Tell me when you see him, okay?" Mirabel made her way towards the exit and Camilo allowed himself a celebratory cheer on the inside - then his cousin froze in her tracks and turned around, her eyes narrowed and hands on her hips in that wonderfully reproachful manner she must've picked up from Abuela. Without even realizing what exactly it was, Camilo knew that he had made a mistake and he felt a shiver run down his spine. His cheer had probably jinxed it.

“Actually, I don’t think we’re done here just yet.” An undeniable sense of nervosity arose in Camilo when Mirabel came over to stand in front of the sofa and stare him down. It took all of his nerve to not drop the annoyed facade of his oldest cousin. “Are you 100% sure that you’re Isa?”

“What the hell are you on about- of course I am!”

“Let me be a little more specific for you. Are you 100% sure that you are, inside and outside, my older sister Isabella Madrigal?”

“Listen, I don’t know about you, but I actually have something to do here, so I’d really appreciate it if you left me, Isabella, alone! Because yes, I am 100% sure!” Fairly pleased with his performance, Camilo returned his gaze to the book in his hands, only to be interrupted once more when Mirabel leaned forward and right into his personal space.

“The thing is just, I’m finding it very hard to believe you.” A truly terrifying smirk appeared on her face, making Camilo shiver. “There are only three people in this entire family who call me Mira, and rest assured, dear cousin, Isabella is not one of them.”

Camilo knew that this was probably the point at which he should just drop the act and confess, but when has Camilo Madrigal ever backed down from an acting challenge? “Can’t I even call my sister Mira when I feel like it?”

“Oh, you wanna play? Alright, we’ll play.” With that, Mirabel’s hands latched onto his sides, squeezing and drawing a surprised shriek from Camilo. Shit. “I promise you, you won’t be able to hold this mask for much longer! I know all of your tickle spots and we’ll just go through them, alright? Are we on the same page?”

Despite the giggles spilling out of his mouth, Camilo somehow still found the composure to get cocky with her. “Ihi dohon’t know how Cahamilo’s spots ahare gonnaha be ohof use for yohou! Ihi’m ohobviously nohot Cahamiloho!”

“Yet you’re laughing, even though Isa’s not that ticklish on her sides.”

Camilo was very much aware that Mirabel had the upper hand, but he was determined to not give her the satisfaction of exposing him just yet. “I aham Isahaha, stahahapt tahalkihing to mehe ahas if Ihi’m nahat hehere!”

“Sure… let’s go on to the next spot then. If I recall correctly, Isa is very ticklish riiiight… here!” Mirabel lifted her eyebrows at the burst of laughter that exploded from Camilo’s mouth. “Oha, seems like you’re too!”

“Behecahahahause Ihihi’m-”

“You’re not, stop pretending.” Mirabel grinned as she wiggled her fingers into the spaces between his ribs. (Why couldn’t his sensitivities and ticklishness also change when he put on a different exterior?! Isabella was not nearly half as ticklish as himself, everything would be so much easier!) “I can tell, because Isa is very ticklish there, but Camilo is veeery ticklish there. Just make this easier for both of us and show yourself!”

“Ihi dohon’t knowhow whahahat yohou’re tahahalkihing ahabout…”

“Oh, you will!” Mirabel’s grin turned wicked. “Let’s see… there’s one more spot we could go to.” Gosh, if that wasn’t unsettling. Camilo squawked when his cousin pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips, facing his legs. He couldn’t even kick properly in Isabella’s stupid dress! “Any last words, Camilo?”

“Y-you wihish!”

“Alright, that’s it.”

All of Camilo’s intentions to keep his act up as long as possible flew right out the window when Mirabel squeezed both of his knees at the same time. He didn’t even notice the transformation back into his own body; at this point he was shrieking at the top of his lungs, banging his fists on the couch and fighting for his bare survival.

“There you are!” Mirabel had turned around to grin down at him, all while not stopping her assault on his poor knees for one second. “I knew you were in there! Now, where did you put my knitting stuff?”

“IHI- I- GAHAHA MIHIRAHAHAHA!”

“Okay, okay.” She slowed down a little. “So?”

“Ihi- ihit’s in thahahat plahant ohover theheheAAAHAHA NAHAHA! IHI TAHAHALD YOHOU WEHEHERE IHI PUHUT IHIT- STAHAHAHAP!”

“Nah.” Mirabel gave him another little smirk before turning back to focus on his knees again. “I think you kinda deserve to go through this a little bit longer.”

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