#reminder that u look cute in every angle!!!

[ham1lton]

nepo sister?

pairing: lando norris x fellow driver’s sister!reader (no faceclaim).

summary: your sister is one of the most famous f1 drivers in history and when she suddenly has a barrage of hate and online users comparing her to a certain lando norris, you’ve gotta step in and sort it out. you couldn’t foresee the man in question being into you.

warnings: jokes about adoption but it’s lighthearted. also mentions of racism and sexism. also y/n bullying poor lando in defence of her sister.

author’s note: as i do with requests, i put my own little spin on it! hope u enjoy 💕also i used aaliyah as your sister’s faceclaim but she’s your adopted sister so y/n is still pretty much whoever you view her to be. i refer to yn’s older sis as o/s. in case you were wondering who tf that is. reminder that requests are currently still open!

edit: now part of a series ! <3

liked by oldersister, yourbffsuser and 20,873 others.

yourusername: why is my sister so dramatic? she picked me up from the airport in a FUR jacket in a LIMO? also this cat is evil. genuinely evil. cat satan. catan?

oldersister: i was at an EVENT! 😭 you’re lucky i even picked your ass up anyways 🙄🖕🏾.

-> user1: their dynamic is so funny.

user2: y/n in melbourne for the grand prix??? 😍

user4: o/s looks sooo good 😍😍😍

user3: the cat is so cute 🥺

-> yourusername: no need to lie bae ❤️

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yourusername: my sister before, during and after the race. plus our dad!! he’s new to this ig shit so be nice or i’ll bulldoze your grandma. let me start by just say something… my sister is one of the best drivers in the world. i see a lot of people cussing her out and all i’m gonna say is don’t pmo. she’s my sister but even besides that, her multiple historic accolades speak for themselves. quit playing with your misogynistic and racist shit before i drag your whole lineage.

oldersister: stop being so aggressive 🙄 but thank you. love you.

-> yourusername: posted this to cover the fact i spent $82 on fast food using your card 😘

-> oldersister: that’s it? that’s not the worst you’ve done tbf.

hater1: be real. lando is better than o/s in every shape and form. it’s just a fact.

-> yourusername: so why is o/s a two-time world champion and lando isn’t?

user1: SPEAK ON IT!!! 🗣️🔈

hater2: o/s is overrated.

-> yourusername: snore. ass take. come up with something original and not completely false.

user2: y/n said might i suggest you don’t fuck with my sis!!!

-> user6: she’s in her solange era 😭

user3: is this because someone said y/n was worse than lando?

-> yourusername: like 🤣 don’t ever compare the two. o/s is a world champion and lando is… lando.

-> landonorris: NO CAUSE WHY AM I IN THIS???? 😭

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landonorris: just woke up to my name trending on twitter. what you say fuck me for 😭😭 stop using my name to drag my fellow drivers i’m begging you.

user1: no cause if anything these haters are lando antis and not o/s antis. they set your ass up omgggg. pure insane hate.

user2: fighting for my life defending you.

user3: the three diff angles of the same george crying vid is crazy work ngl.

-> georgerussell63: no cause HE got dragged and now he’s setting ME up.

-> user3: dw king. find solace in that he either searched google purely for this photo or had them saved onto his phone. haters nowadays are fans in denial.

-> landonorris: nah i’m just a hater.

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yourusername: i met lando nowins. i guess he’s cool.

oldersister: now that’s just not right.

-> landonorris: i know!! after the four hour long convo y/n and i had, she still drags me 😔💔.

-> oldersister: i wasn’t talking about that. i’m talking about the picture she chose for me. why did she use that photo after catching me off guard??? and if you know y/n, get ready for the bullying. she does it to all her loved ones.

user2: HELPJSJSJAKA

user3: this is the content i follow you for y/n.

*liked by yourusername.*

#jayde’s works ☆ #nepo sister universe ✽ #lando norris x reader #lando norris imagine #lando norris #ln4 imagine #ln4 fic #lando norris x you #ln4 x reader #ln4 #formula one smau #formula 1 x reader #formula one x reader #f1 x you #f1 x reader #formula one imagine #formula 1 imagine #f1 imagine #f1 texts #f1 fanfic #f1 #f1 smau

[tyinghershoe]

hey hey :) i love ur writing sm!! i was just wondering if u could do a small blurb or fluff fic of what its like to wake up with izuku, like i can just imagine his bed head and how cute and soft it would be

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Wishful Dreaming

Waking up next to Izuku was as soft as his morning kisses.

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya x reader

Genre: Fluff

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Izukus' blessing from the higher spirits came tangled in between blue-colored sheets. Everything he ever wanted was in the shape of a twin-sized mattress, and everything he ever needed slept on top of it. It was far too early in the morning, but still, the arms that intertwined with his own awakened him with nothing but patience and love. 

He knew that heaven existed between these four walls - that the only thing separating the boy from reality and divinity was the angel sleeping next to him. So he smiled as he kissed you good morning, something that is necessary when lying next to a beauty such as yourself. 

“Wake up.” He whispers as the softness he feels in his heart spilled in between every syllable. “We need to wake up.” 

Unfortunately for him, it was a Saturday, which meant that you’d do everything you can to stay under these covers for just a few more minutes. What’s the point of waking up and getting out of bed? You’d rather stay right here, wrapped up in him as he kissed you every 5 and a half minutes.

With a sigh, he slowly twists and turns so that he could see you at a better angle. If you’re going to be spending the rest of the morning in this nest, he should at least see you perfectly, this wasn’t hard to do though - you were perfect in every angle. 

After lounging around a moment - 11 minutes to be exact, or 2 kisses if you use that measurement -  you opened your eyes. Now it was you who felt lucky. 

A lazy little smile was the first thing you saw, then it was his eyes, then his dark green hair which was always a mystery to you. Green, untamed, and everywhere - That’s how he’d describe his bedhead. His curls stuck out in every which way, some darker than others as the sun made fun of his frizzy state. However, this was merely an illusion, your lover's hair was as soft as his touch (he thanks your strawberry-scented conditioner for that.) 

“Hi. Good morning y/n.” He blurbed lazily, words splattering into each other as his heart clenched at the sight in front of him. Dearest, he thought, You looked so beautiful. 

You replied with a simple hum, deciding that this moment would be better in your silence, his voice had the effect of putting you back to sleep anyways. He chuckled as he saw your eyelids slowly close and then jerk back open, it was clear that you were fighting the urge to get pulled back into your dreamlike state. He wouldn’t mind really, but he was feeling exceptionally selfish today, and he wanted to talk to his lover. 

“‘Zuku..” You began, “Please just 16 and a half more minutes.” - which means 3 more kisses, but he didn’t know about his unconscious habit that was kissing you in rhythm. 

Izuku sat still for a few seconds and then slowly pulled himself closer to you, thanking his twin-sized mattress for once again being the perfect size. “Only because you asked so nicely.” He sighed, and then he kissed your temple, starting the timer.

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a/n. Hello, it's been a long time since I last visited this blog (half a year!). In all honesty, I didn't know time could move so fast, but I guess this blog is a reminder of that. Sorry everyone, things just caught up to me - but I'm writing again, so I hope to post frequently on this blog.

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[x0x0josephinex0x0]

svt gym rat bf things

I am re-starting my fitness journey, and what better to motivate me than being a casual (worrying) level of obsessed with svt. So yeah once again no one asked for this but here we are, writing it anyway

Warnings: some slightly suggestive material, going to the gym/fitness/working out is the topic, meals and eating mentioned

seungcheol

-he is 100% using any gym time with you to show off/impress you/remind you he's ya man, the most overtly sexy of the gym bfs

-likes to hold eye contact while he does hip thrusts. if he's really feeling it he'll get the weights as close to your actual weight as possible, looking at you while he stacks them all up.

-the BELT FLICKS.......the belt flicks. he does it on purpose. and by god you’re grateful.

-shamelessly ogles you the whole time

-he will slap your butt after spotting you for squats and call it his boyfriend tax

-knows you think he's sexy when he works his arms or chest so he always calls you over to spot and then smirks when you get flustered

-but he doesn’t anticipate how desperately whipped he becomes watching you work out (the post lift cardio session is always of a very specific genre if u know what I mean)

-also is a sucker for you in gym clothes and buys you new gym fits every other week

jeonghan

-only wants to go if you're going (poor boy is tired)

-really good at spotting though, always there to help if you need

-easily impressed when you do anything even remotely cool or beat your pr

-spends most of the time talking to you while you work out

-gets flustered when you do something he finds attractive but will NEVER admit it and tries to play it cool

-when he does finally get to the workout you are disgusted by how much bigger his arms are than yours

-i just know he got a fire gym playlist with barbiecore songs bc they get him hyped

joshua

-subtle flirting in the gym is this man's love language

-meets eyes with you and winks across the squat rack, "accidentally" grabs the same weight and your hands touch and he looks up at you all dramatically, leans against the mirror to chat you up

-all smiles even when he's lifting something really heavy if you're there

-makes a plan beforehand for what you're both working that day and checks in with you periodically to see how you're doing

-does silly dances to his gym playlist to make you laugh

-gives you hugs no matter how sweaty you are

-makes sure you push yourself just enough but never too hard

-the gym selfie king -- and he knows all your best angles

jun

-working out with him is a hazard because he always makes you laugh mid lift and you nearly drop what you're holding

-big proponent of stretching but mostly because he likes to see how flexible you are because he is a heaux

-he is also pretty dedicated to his workouts and knows how to keep on task at the gym, but thinks it's cute if you're bouncing off the walls a little

-switches earbuds with you while working out and then judges you when half of it is music he's a featured artist in

-he will challenge you to fake dance battles

-sneaks lil kisses between sets

hoshi

-cannot contain himself because YOU CAME TO THE GYM WITH HIM, goes way too hard, and complains for the next four days about how sore he is

-"races" you on the treadmill

-takes his shirt off because "he got too sweaty" but then gets suspiciously excited when you stare at him or compliment him

-you catch him staring at you all the time

-does his squats RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR FACE and then looks over his shoulder at u like "what r u looking at? perv"

-will do every single gym couples challenge with you, sends you videos throughout the week being like "we should try this"

wonwoo:

-another tired boy, but he does plan what he's going to work out at the gym every time and appreciates you following his schedule with him to keep each other on track

-workouts are usually not aerobic heavy so there's a lot of eye contact with him too

-cannot keep a smile off his face when you hype him up while he lifts, which is almost reason enough for him to do it

-is also super encouraging -- when you're challenging yourself to do something you've never done or trying to break a pr he's always so supportive and sweet

-lets you pick out matching gym fits to wear and always loves how happy you get when he comes out in his

jihoon:

-this man is the ultimate gym buddy and personal trainer

-if u express even a vague interest in working out he will sit you down to discuss goals and expectations and then come to your first gym session with a written, illustrated schedule targeting your specific body type & goals

-meal preps for u :(:(:(:(

-THE BEST spotter and also why do i feel like he has weird amounts of chiropractic knowledge and will be able to help you stretch SO well

-you can ask him any question about any workout and he knows the answer

-for some reason being in the gym with jihoon is so romantic to me like??? i feel like he'd be spotting you while you lift and he'd just lightly touch your arms to steady you and you'd be a blushing mess and so would he and then you'd go make out after

-worried you’re gonna get hurt so it’s sometimes hard for him to complete his workouts bc he’s watching your form

seokmin:

-going to the gym with seokmin would be a disaster in the best way

-will you work out? yes

-will it mostly be your abs, from laughing at him the entire time? also yes

-he will do bicep curls at you AGGRESSIVELY while he blasts careless whisper over the gym speakers

-his squats are all excuses to throw it back/twerk into you

-is also down for a couples challenge or two

-would be very complimentary of your muscles even if you don't feel like they're that good

-counts down your reps in a silly voice

-he ALSO has really good belt flicks but kind of by accident, and when he catches you blushing he'll tease you about it

mingyu:

-another elite-level gym buddy bf

-does love shots with your preworkout & makes the BEST post-gym meals

-he would also totally be that guy who has you kneel on his feet when he does sit-ups or lay beneath him while he does pushups so he can kiss you every time

-he is also an ogler. he will stare shamelessly at your butt as you walk by

-you might try to do a couples challenge once, but he's clumsy af and it didn't end well so you vowed never to do it again

-he's just a big baby so every time you exclaim over how nice his body is he'll get all shy

-also of course this man is posting up in a backwards baseball cap, a black skintight shirt, and gray sweatpants ON PURPOSE but he'll pretend he doesn't know he's committing literal crimes

-enthusiastically encourages you “one more rep babe one more you got this YEAHHHHH”

minghao:

-i see him more as a yoga/barre guy than a lifting guy

-also very good at stretching you out

-gets embarrassed when you watch him push through a difficult workout bc you're practically drooling at how attractive it is

-but he's also surprisingly goofy in the gym with you and makes sure you’re both having a good time

-loves to do those couple yoga poses and couple stretches

-also is down to help you with boxing or jiu jitsu moves

-post-gym glow is real on minghao

-hard to keep ur hands off each other after you get home hehehehehehehe

seungkwan:

-leg day is every day. so many squats are being done

-he also makes you laugh a lot

-for any aerobic workouts you are either getting in the pool with the grannies for water aerobics or ur doing Zumba there is no in between

-takes you on runs to beautiful spots in the city

-gets competitive about working out with you so if you do more reps than him or run a lil faster he pushes himself too hard

-is always prepared: the night before, he’ll set out your gym clothes, fill your water bottle and put it in the fridge, portion out the preworkout, etc

vernon:

-wants to share gym playlists, so he has one earbud of yours in the gym at all times

-surprises himself with how much he’s staring at you because wow he likes you in that tight shirt and leggings

-I can see him being really methodical about working out, so he kinda gets lost in it and forgets you’re alive, until you do your little dances around him

-he loves it when you show off for him so he can compliment you bc he’s kind of shy to do it without a reason bc then he’d have to admit how much he’s forgetting to work out because he’s paying attention to you

-gives you kisses to congratulate you when you reach milestones

chan

-he would also be elite level gym buddy bf

-uses gentle hands to correct your form if he’s worried you’re gonna hurt yourself 🫠

-he is also goofy in the gym but he also knows exactly when to be serious

-almost more committed to your goals than you are and goes buck wild when you reach a goal of any sort bc he is AN ADORABLE CUTIEPIE

-it’s the little things for him — like when you hum along to the song in your ears when you’re re-racking the smaller weights, he’s just so smitten with you

-idk why but I feel that he would be so good to you when you’re feeling that post gym soreness. he’s on that draw you an epsom salt bath, give you a massage, bring you Gatorade type beat

#seventeen #svt #svt fluff #svt x reader #svt imagines #svt reactions #maybe it’s just me but this makes it really easy to tell who my bias is #gym rat svt supremacy

[peachsayshi]

deadass started reading ‘the way you love me’ after seeing the news abt gojo and i ended up pulling an all-nighter on it 🧍‍♀️ i wasnt intending on smut I just happened upon it bc of the ‘gojo satoru needs a hug’ tag on ao3 but now im a little bit obsessed and i just wanted to pass along a hug of support to a fellow gojo luvr<3 and also ask if u could maybe write something bittersweet with him bc im still grieving immensely.. can be canon compliant or an au or a lil fix-it blurb i just need to feel Something JSJSJD …..💔💔

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⥽ notes: nonniee!! ahhh, first off I'm sending you such a big hug after reading the leaks (because it's what we all deserve right now).I love this string bean so much :c he's the reason why I started writing fanfics again :c thank you so much for taking the time to read my gojo fic! I really appreciate the feedback & support xo here's a little bittersweet blurb xo

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ tags: angst/fluff; canon doesn't exist here; in which gojo wins but at a cost; reader has a little anxiety; in which you are both healing together; mentions gojo as a dad; manga spoilers

the image of him on the ground, tattered up like a torn up doll, has your body springing upright from your mattress. your legs go numb as your throat tightens with a discomfort that has you struggling to catch your breath from witnessing the soul of your lover descending into an unknown abyss where you couldn’t follow.

why did he look so real?

the visual sends tremors down your spine, making your heart bang heavily in your chest as your ears ring. you instantly reach for him; your hand desperately seeking out his warmth, but instead your are met with the cold touch of your pillow.

the space beside you is empty, and your heart whispers a low, and petrified: no.

you kick off your bedsheets to stand on your two feet and even though the abrupt gesture makes you a little lightheaded, you catch your balance as you swiftly walk out of your bedroom.

it’s just a dream…

one quick turn to the kitchen is where you find him.

you reach your arm around to pinch your skin just to make sure that you are awake...

...that everything around is what is real.

gojo angles his neck towards you, his gaze softening at the sight of you and a small smile tugs at the corner of his lips.

"I thought you were asleep," he addresses, the gentle tone of his voice prompting you to march right up to him.

the front of his brows pinch with concern when you reach for his tee and bury your nose into his chest to breathe in the cozy scent of spice and citrus.

a scent that always smells of coming home, of safety, of love...

hot tears prick your eyes; it was just a bad dream, you remind yourself, just a bad dream.

you tilt your chin up, sighing with ease when you meet those familiar irises, all the while thinking that he's still as breathtaking as ever.

you love that he's letting his hair grow out, the snowy length just grazing the base of his neck while the shorter, front layers frame his face nicely.

it's cute seeing him experiment with different looks in this very new process of self discovery - a stage which he was robbed from entirely in his youth.

his once striking, prominent eyes are now soft and muted, a hint of grey glazing over the sparkling blue. the tear in his right pupil reminds of you of that fateful night three years ago, when the weight of the world hung heavily on the broad shoulders of the man before you.

his perfect hands return the gesture of your touch as they seek out your waist, and the simple contact makes your lashes flutter with relief.

he may no longer be the strongest jujutsu sorcerer, the possessor of six eyes, the untouchable with an infinity that garnered his protection...but he is still forever your satoru.

the last three years had you counting every single blessing, with the roots of your happiness blooming all over your home. it's in the gold band that sits comfortably around your ring finger, in every single photograph which has been thoughtfully framed and the bundle of joy sleeping quietly in her bed just down the hall.

yet, despite all of is, you can't shake off the vile cursed king who haunts you like a ghost, especially when you think about the true cost of that battle. if things had taken a turn for the worse then the last three years wouldn't even exist, and everything around you would have been a simple fabrication-

"hey," gojo squeezes your waist to grab your attention, a worried pout forming on his pretty pink lips, "why do you look so upset, angel?"

you swallow the hard lump that's been stuck in your throat since you've woken up. "I had a really bad dream," you proceed to explain, but your voice wavers instantly as a single tear trickles down your cheek, "I had a dream that I...that I lost you..."

your husband arches his brow, but you feel him relax against your touch as a cheeky grin lights up his face. "but I'm right here" he teases with a playful tone that instantly triggers you to feign annoyance.

"Ugh, obviously, satoru..." you scold, gripping your digits against the material of his shirt.

you try to pull away from him, but he simply secures his arms behind your lower back to keep you looped into his frame.

you don't deny the comfort of his embrace, and instead fold by circling your own limbs around his waist as you rest your cheek against his chest.

"I meant losing you for good, as in...never seeing you again..."

"ahh, I see..." your husband acknowledges.

"it scared me, satoru. it really did," you vent with a tiny sniffle. “I thought you were really gone for a moment…”

he draws small, soothing circles with his index finer on your lower back, allowing you to hold onto him for as long as you need while you softly let out your small sobs as the quiet settles around you.

“I can promise you one thing..."

"what's that?"

he releases you for only a moment to cup your cheeks. his face is full of love, showered with devotion that helps wash away your distress. he carefully wipes the rogue tears that fall from your beautiful eyes, before arching forward to tap the tip of his nose against yours.

"you're not getting rid of me that easily" he smiles tenderly and lightly pecks your lips.

his words are laced with confidence, dripping with a strong level of assurance that only satoru gojo can deliver.

it’s lighthearted but full of meaning, because the last time he said that sentence was right before walking into battle.

you curl your fingers around his wrist, parting your mouth this time when he searches for a second kiss. your ears burn when he firms his hold on your jaw, a low flame igniting in your belly as he glides his tongue across yours and releases a satisfied hum in the process.

the kiss is a little extra sweet tonight, like you're savoring the saccharine syrup of the ripest candied berries-

"hmph, 'toru?" you mumble into the kiss, your mind slowly leaving the shrouds of darkness as you rest your forehead comfortably against his. "were you…were you eating the treats that I got for 'ume?"

"what?" he dramatically scoffs in disbelief, "no..."

"satoru..." you reprimand.

"you really think I snuck out here just to eat izumi's candy?"

a tiny giggle escapes you, "you taste like I'm biting into sugar granules..."

"that's cause I'm made of only good things, sweetheart" he smiles as he nuzzles his nose against yours.

for whatever reason that answer brings you immense comfort. despite how much of him has actually changed, you're happy to know that satoru is still himself in many, many other ways.

"I now see where our daughter gets her exceptionally cute charm from," you concede with a roll of your eyes.

"mhmm," satoru agrees with a level of pride that makes your heart swell.

you know just how much that little girl means to him.

he straightens his back, his hand still cradling your face as he calmly strokes his thumb back and forth over your cheek. "feeling a bit better?"

you exhale, "yeah, a little-"

"you want to head back to bed?"

you nod your head, tilting it only slightly for you to kiss the inside of his palm.

“c’mon, let’s get you tucked in”

you’re not quick to let him go just yet, and satoru has to fight back from smiling like an idiot when you lock your arms around his waist.

he stays entangled, draping his own across your shoulder as he leads you back into the bedroom.

you don’t have to tell him where the source of your pain stems from.

he knows it all too well himself.

as a matter of fact, it’s now ingrained at the very core of satoru's soul because even he can’t deny the severity of what happened.

that night stripped him of everything he's ever known, of everything he’s ever believed himself to be…

but he doesn't care about the loss. he doesn’t mull over the depths of his sacrifice when the exchange of his divinity for his mortality meant the reward of living out the rest of his life with his one true love by his side.

it’s a decision he would have made a thousand times over.

#jjk manga spoilers #jjk spoilers #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo fluff #gojo x y/n

[dairyminki]

this heavily reminds me of my san series ngl

✨️ part of my 300 milestone event 🪄

title: make it up to you

pairing: choi san x gn!reader

genre: established relationship, fluff to suggestive real quick

warning/s: use of pet names (baby, babe, kitten)

wc: 879

a/n: hello hello to one of my fave persons here! this is just one of the many pics u sent me sooo sit back and enjoy ig?? helpsksks i'm really thankful for that san series of urs btw cos it was the reason we both started talking hehet,,,anyway! i hope u like this one luvv <333 and yes the pic do be rlly reminding me of ur san im screaming this was not so nice of u

*reblogs and feedbacks are highly appreciated!

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San chuckles, hearing the frustrated huffs that manage to escape your mouth every now and then. He could practically see from the vanity mirror, currently in front of him, the little pout on your lips as well as your arms that are crossed against your chest.

You were already in bed, dressed in your bluish sanrio themed pajamas and—he bets—you're absolutely warm and comfortable under the comforter right now. Although, your furrowed brows say otherwise.

"What's my kitten pouting for, hmm?" San coos, a hint of teasing present in his tone. He has his head slightly angled to the right as he eyes his newly moisturized face in the mirror, two fingers pressing on his lips.

The thing is, he's currently intently admiring his no makeup face and he's not trying to deny that because—damn, he does look great.

You always tell him this, and there are still times that he can't quite put himself to believe it—not tonight though, obviously.

"If there's someone who resembles a cat more, between the two of us, it's gotta be you, Choi San."

San stills in his seat and his self-admiration comes to a halt.

You…

You just called him, San. Not sweetie, not darling, not bubba, and most of all, you didn't call him, Sannie.

Rather, you referred to him with his government name, and this was enough to relay to him just how deep your growing annoyance with him is now.

"Baby…" San softly says, he briefly lifts his butt off the stool as he turns to fully face you.

But when you make no effort to reply and simply cover your face with the comforter instead, he stands up and makes his way over to the bed.

San keeps sweetly uttering the endearment until the mattress dips due to his added weight and until the very moment that he's already laying beside you.

A whine comes out of San's mouth when he sees that you've managed to steer clear of his not so subtle attempt of caging you in his arms. You avoided him by rolling towards your left and viola!—you're now a human sized burrito.

"Baby!"

"Don't baby me!"

"But you're my baby!" San whines even louder.

"Yeah? And you kept this baby waiting for an hour when you promised you'd be done for only a few minutes," You argue, prying off the comforter from your face—San takes note of your slightly red face with a smile—your movements, sharp.

"Babe, I had to make sure that I've wiped every ounce of makeup from my face. Plus, I wanted to be presentable enough for you since we haven't seen each other for like a week," San squeaks, and he sees that you're trying your very best not to roll your eyes at him.

Instead, you scoff.

"You're pretty handsome already, Sannie. I always tell you that."

Ah, now there's that nickname he loves hearing.

Now lying on his side, San musters all the strength needed to pull you towards him—though, he didn't really need that much to do so. This action causes your body to be unwrapped from the comforter and ends with your face flat against his rock hard chest. San laughs when he hears you mutter an 'oof,' and then wastes no time to wrap you in his arms and entangle his legs with yours.

You were now his prey, trapped, and if he's merciful enough, he might just be contented in giving you a few kisses to make it up to you—despite your cute whines—for just a few seconds and then release you from his cage-like embrace, and call it a night, afterwards.

"Ou shmell good." San hears your muffled voice, and he giggles because of the light vibration your voice just made against his chest. And then you're pushing yourself away from him at arm's length, staring up at him.

"Have you been working out more, by the way? Your chest is…" You pause to clear your throat. "...rock solid." You continue, blushing.

San does his absolute best to stay calm despite your comment and your now flustered face. Instead, he makes it a mission to tuck every stray hair that fell and covered your face, behind your ear, and not meeting your eyes while he does so. And he was doing great, very great.

Well, that was until one of your hands gripped his muscly arm, and the other started playing at the neckline of his black tank top.

It's safe to say that the tables have turned and San was now the flustered one.

He is now the prey as he finally locks his eyes with yours. The dark gaze you were wearing was a clear indication that it won't just be cute kisses tonight—but rather, a hot long night filled with further lingering touches and kisses trailing down—

"Make it up to me?"

But, oh—San is very willing to make it up to you, alright. In fact, he might just not show mercy after all.

San hears you murmur, which enticingly pulls him out of his reverie. And then it happens so quickly, with San barely having any time to blink, that now you're already straddling his hips. San's chest heaves at the sight of you on top of him.

#san x reader #cromernet #pirateeznet #k-labels #Hiraya-M #ateez x gender neutral reader #ateez x reader #san fluff #ateez fluff #ateez suggestive #ateez scenarios #dairyminkiwrites #dairyminki_atzsan #dairyminki's 300 milestone event #m: chokchokk #💌—dream.with.elle

[hueningshaped]

★ close to you | k.kh

▰ genre: fluff and some angst if you squint aka it gets a little sad but overall it’s fluffy

▰ word count: 1.9k

▰ synopsis: you aren’t aware you’re in love with your best friend, kai and everyone knows it but you (does kai know? stay tuned!) ft. taehyun

a/n: saw huening sleeping in to do ep #54 and boom. word vomit. sorry for being ia :( i’ve just been so disgustingly busy with school and work i could (and have many many times) cry/ed about it! also sincerest apologies to those who requested and still have received nothing. i’m scum for not having followed through with that ^^ i’ll keep doing my best to accomplish that for u ~ ty for taking the time to read this or anything i ever post. you’re amazing!

You toss and turn restlessly, thoughts on hyperdrive, senses filled and quite honestly overstimulated as you lay beside your best friend, who is fast asleep. Kai twitches a little, comforter bunched up around his chest and he smacks his lips, nose wriggling. You sigh a little under your breath and squeeze your eyes shut, body tense as if you’re doing military training.

The hum of the fridge can be heard all the way in yours and his room, even so the faint acoustics coming from Beomgyu’s nightly routine of needing music to sleep every night; the mechanical life reminds you that you aren’t alone. What does remind you that you’re the only one awake is the lack of organic noise.

It makes sense; why would anyone else stay awake, especially when practice was a bit grueling than anticipated? Their words, not yours.

In the back of your mind, you wonder if Soobin is still up, remembering how he enjoys staying up if he’s watching a drama or playing games, but he’d been the first one to head to bed, so honestly the chances for him to be up were fairly unlikely.

You’re brought back to reality because Kai turns towards you with two little jumps. Every time he exhales, his nose whistles, and you’re doing everything within your power not to turn over and look at him in all his cuteness.

But, you can’t resist; his arm is curled into his chest and he sleeps with a faint smile, his little spider plushie beside his head blends in with the dark of his hair. It seems all so serene and easy: air, noise, sleep, everything — but, you’re sweating so much even if the air con is already on. (Kai knows you sleep better this way.)

Your heart feels as if it’s been plugged into every artery like a speaker, and the bass of your bpm is pulsating and loud. It is unfettered, second to the noise pollution going on in your mind.

Nothing has changed, that’s what makes you think this whole situation is ludicrous. Nothing has happened recently. Every day has been the same. Well, life is still overwhelming at times, but that’s besides this new feeling. It’s additional.

It’s new.

You and Kai Kamal Huening have a history of deep friendship that goes way, way back. These years have involved sleepovers, trips to the store that involve either roaming and buying nothing or buying nearly everything, good food, laughter, and happy memories. It is easily the only thing you’ve ever done right — being his best friend. So, why in God’s name is he affecting you in such an unprecedented way?

It didn’t start out of nowhere, but you couldn’t pinpoint exactly if you tried.

When he laughed and threw his head back, especially at something stupid you said, he made it seem like the most revered thing in the world, and it wasn’t fair because you said a lot of stupid things.

When he felt too shy, sometimes he’d stand behind you and tuck his face into your neck absentmindedly, which is something he has always done, but lately, it made you sweaty and your stomach feel funny.

He has this one smile, you noticed, where his face angles down a bit and he smiles sweetly, that sweet, gentle expression bleeding into his eyes. It’s bashful almost, and sometimes he giggles. He’s been doing that for years, so you haven’t a clue as to why suddenly it was like he did that for the first time and suddenly, he was the most beautiful person to ever exist in humanity.

In the back of your mind, you’ve always thought of your Hyuka as the most beautiful person ever, but every time you think of him now, as of lately, that reminder just can’t seem to go away. It haunts you. His image is inked into infinity on the inside of your eyelids. He’s all you ever think about.

It’s strange.

Besides, all these things you’ve been taking note of, it’s the effect it has been taking on your body. Today, for instance, while you were in your hour long break between your classes at uni, and Huening was at his own work, he texted you lots and begged you to facetime, so you could play a game together.

This wasn’t new, but the invitation suddenly made you flustered, not to mention that you and he had already scheduled a movie night and dinner along with a sleepover.

So, this innocent little request made you panic over what you looked like, which was odd, considering not once did you ever really think about that in the presence of your best friend. He just made you feel that comfortable.

from: you

idk about facetiming, hyuka…….

from: molang

what do u mean ‘idk’ 🥺

from: molang

are u ok? whats going on?

from: molang

i love u <333

/You nearly saw stars with that one — as if he didn’t have a habit of telling you he loved you every night./

from: you

no haha sorry i just had to find a study room so we could chat sorry haha sorry

from: you

love u too though 🫶🥺

Even through text, the amount of stupidity beat off you in waves.

It was hard to come up with any excuse that didn’t fall along the truth, which was that you felt a little self conscious showing your face.

Of course, you obliged, but you did just about everything you could that could prevent making eye contact with him. He didn’t point it out, but that didn’t mean he didn’t notice.

When it came time to hanging out, you were buzzing with sweats and an adrenaline you couldn’t place an epicenter to. Whenever you went to the dorms, you and Kai just chilled beside each other either in his and Taehyun’s room, or in the living room: sometimes watching Tiktoks, cartoons, and sometimes, you just chose to watch the other guys all play a game. Everyone would help out once everyone got hungry, so that also kept you busy.

Today, you were in the room since everyone else was in the middle of a cleaning mood. Kai had insisted you stop by nonetheless; Taehyun had previously done his duties, so you spent some quiet reading time with him.

“You don’t have to hold your breath every time you’re with him, you know?” Taehyun had randomly spoken up in the midst of the quiet—muffled vacuum noises, shouts, mop sloshing this way and that, all in the background behind the closed door.

“Huh?” You blinked up at him, having cooled down completely from the brief cuddling session earlier with Kai.

“I’m just saying to relax. There’s no need to worry when it comes to Hyuka.” Taehyun ended his statement with a little sigh, eyes dropping back to his book.

“Oh, alright.” You said just to let him know you heard him, even though you had no idea why he said that. Taehyun is an observant genius, but you were too lazy (and a little afraid) to ask him what he meant by that. Of course, you didn’t have to worry about your best friend.

The rest of the night played out how it typically went, so nothing was new.

Yet, here you are: still awake and unable to relax, unlike how Taehyun had said earlier.

Taehyun himself is fast asleep, like your friend who is curled up nearly into your side, except that he is engulfed in darkness—considering you and Kai sleep in front of the window. Moonlight bleeds in through the partially open blinds, and it drapes over you two.

It bathes Kai in a light that illuminates his beauty, despite the dark of the night. His chest rises and falls, breaths tumbling out between his beautiful lips gently.

He’s so gentle. So soft. So sweet. So fragrant. Evergreen if he were a tree, but maybe if he were a flower, he’d be a lily of the valley.

Your heart is quaking in your chest as your hand takes aim to your best friend’s shoulder, pushing lightly but in quick patterns, a rhythm enough to wake him, which is your intention.

“Kai?” You shake him and all it does is move him a little, beautiful face still serene and loose. Since when did he get so enamoring? “Huening? H…Hyuka?”

“Hey, Kai, wake up…” He gets jostled a little more, your hand now in a loose fist around the hem of his sleeve. Distantly, your guilt of possibly waking Taehyun slows you down, but at this moment, Kai’s eyes flutter open like a princess, lids heavy as they blink and take you in.

He hums and blinks some more, adjusting to everything from his deep slumber. You feel so guilty your stomach hurts.

“Y/N? Hm?” His voice comes out loudly, but you slap a palm over his mouth, shushing him just as loudly as he’d spoken. The warmth of his breath on your hand makes you sweat a little. Once he sobers a little, his smile makes you drop your hand and as if he knew, he catches it, wrapping around your fingers.

“Sorry,” he chuckles quietly before looking back at you from his position on the bed, whereas you lean on an elbow to gaze down. Kai reaches and takes his other hand to run through your hair, from the furthest to the nearest point of your face. Your cheeks heat up further. “What is it?”

You blink at him, suddenly unsure of why you had even rudely woken him up from his slumber.

“Is everything okay?” He asks softly, starry eyes mirroring his voice.

“Oh, yeah, I’m okay, I just—“

“You can’t sleep?” Kai asks in a hushed tone. He still has your hand in his. You nod.

It’s all coming together in the back of your mind: why you can’t sleep, eat, behave the way you always have, the way you have before you knew the truth—and you don’t want to think about it. Moments like this and everything between you two, which has been the best thing in your tiny, crummy life: you wouldn’t jeopardize it, even for something as silly as your feelings.

You nod, and his smile elongates.

“I’m sorry,” he apologizes and your mouth is starting to curve into a frown. He intertwines your fingers now. “How about we watch some anime? Does that sound good?”

Your chest fills with something unfamiliar but somehow it’s a feeling you’ve always known.

You want to cry.

“That sounds great.” You whisper and come back down. This time, you lean your head on his shoulder, body facing into him.

“Let’s use headphones, so we don’t disturb Taehyun hyung,” he reaches a hand to grab at his desired items. “We can watch Cardcaptor Sakura.”

You say nothing the rest of the night, trying to savor this moment of peace, in the dead of the night, of serenity, and do your best to fall into the beat of his heart that beats against your ear in a loving measure. He hands you an earpod, to which he uses the other, and his screen glows with cherry blossom trees and sunshine.

You’re pathetically in love with Kai Kamal Huening.

You pray that this revelation stays in your mind, keeping you friends, keeping you here with him peacefully and happily for a lifetime—totally unbeknownst to the reality of your best friend already sharing those same feelings for you.

Kai smiles to himself once your body sinks fully into the mattress and into him.

It’s a shame, he thinks to himself. Smitten. He’s known it all along. He’ll wait for you to catch up; he’d wait as long as it takes.

#txt imagines #txt x reader #txt scenarios #tomorrow x together imagines #hueningkai x reader #hueningkai imagines #txt fluff #txt angst #hueningkai fluff #hueningkai scenarios #txt reactions

[lumiconic]

falling asleep on their shoulder

❥  summary: fluff drabbles of taking a nap on their shoulder 💤

❥  characters: childe ; scaramouche ; albedo ; chongyun

❥ content: gn reader, modern au, fluff

❥ note: yayyy more fluff ^u^!! tysm for the support so far!!

♪ CHILDE

• after a long day at an amusement park where you screamed until your throat was hoarse, shared puffs of neon cotton candy, and collected trinkets and plushies, the two of you are on the train home. the ride is a lengthy one, but you’ve passed it so far playing card games and chatting about the day.

• you’re both tired and quieter now; childe has an earbud in and you look sleepy. you have your arms wrapped around a massive plush of the amusement park’s mascot – a teal dragon with dark blue scales spiraling up its soft back – and you cradle it to your chest snugly, leaning against childe.

• his eyes on his phone, he doesn’t notice until the gentle thrum of his music is interrupted by a soft snore that your eyes are closed and your head is resting on his shoulder. he looks down at you with a mixture of amusement and fondness curling his lips into a lopsided smile; your eyelashes are so long it’s a wonder they aren’t tangled.

• you sleep soundly, your arms once falling away from your plush before he carefully tucks it back beside you. childe gazes out the window and at the landscapes rushing past, the sweet palette of oranges and yellows and pinks gradually giving way to midnight blue and twinkling stars, and leans back against the headrest as the gentle sound of your breathing lulls him into a sleepy blurriness.

♪ SCARAMOUCHE

• he taps a page of your geometry textbook sharply with a mechanical pencil, speaking rapidfire and tracing a diagram written on the waxy paper. “—so, because the alternate exterior angle theorem states that the two lines cut by … ” before his words are interrupted by a whistling snore, and your head lands on his shoulder.

• “w-wha-?!” he sputters, flaming red and ready to shove you off him, before his gaze alights upon your face, peaceful in sleep, with dark rings underneath your eyes, and his expression softens. the notebook in front of you is filled with lines of cramped, careful notes, getting gradually more scribbly as you struggled to keep up with his words.

• he sighs, rubbing his face, before he counts your three empty cups of iced coffee, laced with ribbons of caramel, and clicks his tongue. “a sugar crash? really, [name]?” he rolls his eyes, collecting the cups, and stacks them off to the side of the library table, keeping his movements ginger and careful to make sure not to disturb you.

• i guess i have no choice but to wait for them to wake up, he thinks to himself with a rueful scowl, that melts to an almost affectionate smirk as he pulls his tablet out of his pocket and fixes his headphones on, keeping the sound of the video he watches low enough so that he can still hear your quiet breaths. a tiny blush remains on his cheeks as he is constantly reminded of your presence.

♪ ALBEDO

• the lights are off, you’re wrapped in blankets, and there’s a bowl of caramel corn in your lap – your only solace from the incredibly boring nature documentary you have to watch for your biology class. your head is tucked onto his shoulder, your eyelids are already fluttering closed every now and then, and he patiently pokes you in the side until you wake up with a “h-huh?! of course i’m awake!”

• the documentary continues to play. accustomed to the feeling of your head on his shoulder, he doesn’t pay you much attention until there’s a rare break from leaves and greens in the documentary and they show a cute family of monkeys. “hey, what do you think of – ” he asks, only to cut himself off when he realizes you’re fast asleep.

• he sighs and turns down the volume on the documentary before digging in his backpack and getting out his tablet so he can take enough notes for both of you, and he does … for about five seconds, before his hand seems to move on his own and a drawing of your sleeping face appears in short, imprecise lines that overlap messily on top of his notes.

• the drawing is rough and sketchy, your nose and lips undefined and your closed eyes nothing more than two short pen strokes, but even from a glance it’s easy to see the love the artist feels for the subject. a few more shapes outline the scene of the two huddled close together, and when albedo clicks his tablet off, the credits rolling down the tv in darkness, he presses a kiss to your forehead.

♪ CHONGYUN

• he takes a bite of his popsicle, freezing cold burning through his mouth for a moment, before it recedes and he turns a page of his book with sticky fingers from juice dripping down his wrist. the sun beats down on the two of you as you peer at the book – poetry written by one mischievous funeral parlor director – and a rare breeze gusts by, ruffling a page.

• the pavement is scorching hot, shadows traveling over sun beaten stone as the day passes by sluggishly. you sit in silence, rarely offering comments, the shade of the ruins speckled with tiny glimmering jades and glistening beetles scuttling throughout looming overhead and providing solace from the unbearable heat.

• you lean against him, folding your hands in your lap and stretching your legs out in front of you, dust billowing into clouds as your shoes brush against the ground. as the minutes pass by, your breathing gets steadier and smoother and your eyes start to close gradually until they’re fully shut, the warm air soothing you into slumber.

• chongyun closes his book and leans back against the stone, taking smaller breaths as to not disturb you. clouds drift by overhead, and he finishes his popsicle, flicking the stick off to the side. he shields his eyes as he looks up, seeing that you still have a couple hours before the sun sets and you can start the journey home; for now, he’ll simply listen to your breathing, taking pleasure in this moment of peace he can share with you.

thank you so much for reading, and pls leave a like + reblog + follow if you enjoyed!!

#<3.writing #childe x reader #childe imagines #childe fluff #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche imagines #scaramouche fluff #albedo x reader #albedo imagines #albedo fluff #chongyun x reader #chongyun imagines #chongyun fluff

[muldermuse]

helllooooo! hcs on a shy and crushing fox on his beautiful and naive coworker? hopefully in the end she realizes how cute and adorable fox has been pining for her!

ty so much for sending this through!!!

i got this request as well and thought i'd merge the two together kinda 'mulder being all so silly cute and goofy when he’s around the reader because he’s so head over heels for her and scully just has to be matchmaker because she can’t stand mulder messing up all the time and not doing anything to ask the reader out!

i didnt mean for this to be so long i am sorry

ok SO, everyone knows Fox Mulder. His reputation proceeds him and ur colleagues have warned u about him, you have no idea how you haven't met each other yet but when u finally do you're in shock because ?? this is the FBI's most unwanted??? u don't actually know what u expected but it definitely wasn't this broad man with equal parts confidence and dorkiness

so u meet him at the vending machine, ur trying to get a snack and the machine has swallowed ur dollar so you're hitting it like not hard enough to damage it but enough to hopefully dislodge the snack so you can have it and he sees you and comes over like "damaging government property??you're my kind of girl" with this DUMB smile on his face and you're kind of flustered

he tells u theres a certain knack to getting a snack out so he hits the machine at a weird angle and it falls, he looks smug af but all that confidence seems to vanish as soon as you call him ur hero and insist on buying him a coffee to thank him. he's stuttering over his words and tells u he can't right now but if you're around this time tomorrow he'll buy you one

so it starts as a weekly thing and then progresses to a daily thing and it quickly becomes the highlight of both of your days. he's genuinely interested in u and asks questions about your life outside of work. you tell him about your childhood pets, your family, friend issues and basically anything that is non work related that springs to mind. the conversation flows easy and he seems to remember certain things. so when you're complaining about your friend cancelling on you again he's like "didn't she do that last week???!"

he tells u a bit about him and what he does out of work but he just wants to know more about you and u feel comfortable telling him

OK SO maybe one day you're sitting together with lunch and you compliment him on his tie or something, like u tell him it's ur favourite one you've seen him wear

EVER SINCE THAT DAY, he will find something to compliment you on. he's super conscious of coming across like overbearing or needy so he mixes it up. he'll ask u if u got ur nails professionally done because they look so good. he'll say that ur eyeshadow brings out the colour in ur eyes. he'll compliment your bright scrunchie and say that the colour yellow reminds him of u. yellow makes him smile and brightens his day JUST LIKE U

at this point, fox is like ???? HOW ARE YOU NOT REALISING THAT I AM IN TO YOU. he toes the line between thinking that you're completely oblivious to his crush or maybe ur just waaaay too polite and you're waiting for the opportunity to let him down gently

so Mulder has been super busy with a case and u feel bad taking him away from his desk when he's at base so u take a coffee down for him and Scully (who you've met a few times) and he can't thank u enough, he's apologising for not being able to make it over the past few days and u completely understand of course. but Scully is like what on EARTH is going on. who's taken her sarcastic friend and replaced him with this nervous nerris?????

she has never seen Fox Mulder like this, he's being bashful and she can't help noticing the pink tinge to his cheeks every time u compliment him. u dont stay for long but when u go, Fox doesn't make eye contact with Scully and she just sits there smirking like she can feel the HEAT radiating off Fox's red cheeks

Scully knows her partner like the back of her hand and she knows that he likes you and she can't handle the fact that both of you are too naive to notice how the other person feels

She's thinking about this when she bumps into u in the bathroom and the conversation naturally turns to Fox and u make a comment like "well u know what he's like" and Scully is like ACTUALLY no not really bc he's different around u in a way she has not seen. she tells u that she sees the way Fox looks at u and she thinks if u feel the same, u should just go for it bc he is into you

and you feel so much relief like oh my GOD he likes me back, like u said the stupid thing about his tie and u thought he'd been flirting back but u had no idea really

you have no idea if Scully has spoke to him about what she said but the next time u see him you're like "i have to ask you something" and he goes bright RED like yeah same actually...so he goes first and just asks you out and you laugh bc u were about to ask him the exact same thing

pls send me more Fox Mulder headcanons/prompts!!! also feel free to send some Pedro Pascal ones

#fox mulder fluff #x files fanfic #mulder fanfic #fox mulder fanfic #fox mulder x reader #fox mulder imagine #fox mulder #the x files #the x files hc #the x files fanfic #the x files fanfiction #the x files fluff #fox mulder hc #fox mulder headcanon #david duchovny

[kunikuma]

con thoughts (merch loot drop unboxing later bc im gonna lay it all out)

also i got inspo for kuni at build a bear

currently reading althaithm smut as i rest my weary feet 🤭

decided if i did another scara, it would be kabukimono bc homie all cute n plump in his smiley cheeks and thats me fr. OR fatui coat scara in the winter bc sexc

i asked my bf to take photos of me yesterday and we both got increasingly frustrated with one another bc it was NOT GOOD, MY GUY HIGHLIGHTED EVERY OUNCE OF DOUBLE CHIN. actually stormed off bc i was so embarrassed 😫🥲

reminder that i dont look like this irl and the internet is a lie. good lighting and angles. also why id do kabuki bc hes so BABY and im…. soft all round trust me.

one of u fks /j recognized me and shouted KUNIKUMA FROM TUMBLR???? pls i dont need ppl to find WHAT I WRITE CMON PLS ily tho and u were v sweet but i sweated so hard. used blotting paper after u left. small world tho, but it is a big con??

i want someone to cosplay genshin with me. 😔it’s so lonely. the ganyus just stared at me from a distance. a raiden did yell “my son!” tho.

confirmed my brother’s friend was flirting with me. brother told him im not single. we are safe!!

#kunikuma’s spam #kunikuma at con

[evansbby]

I KNEW IT!! ALL OF U GUYS WHO SWITCHED TO TEAM STEVE ARE FAKE HOES (affectionate❤️) ARI CAN DO NO WRONG😤😍😍ok that’s kind of a lie bc he was such a dick but still I think reader finally putting on a strong suit and telling him what she really thought knocked some sense into him🥳🥳 but I have many thoughts, see at first I thought that maybe Steve and Ari were half brothers? They shared the same mum and grew up really rich and they’re both so competitive but I don’t think that’s the case so next case scenario we meet Kira. And we know that she was bullied by a particular someone and I hate to think this but maybe Ari was that tormentor and he might have ignored her after having sex with her? Steve is upset with Ari for that and goes after reader and maybe he might have actually liked reader at first but then he remembered that his mission is to fuck Ari over and reader gets hurt in the process. If that were the case tho i think that might just give me the ick 🥴😭😭 and I KNOWWW that that’s what Ari did to reader but reader’s supposed to be special 😔😔ykwim?? Also Steve really scared me bc he has such bad anger issues my goodness 😒😒🤨 like even if they did end up together I see no way of it working out bc he’s actually fucking psychotic and men who take out their anger on walls or by yelling or violence or just without even trying to talk it out are a bad deal. Ari and reader are definitely endgame. I don’t think he lied about the break up bc let’s be real, there’s no way Ari would just show up with pretty pink flowers sitting on her bed if he didn’t mean it. And Wanda disappointed me, like plss what happened to sisters before misters. Also i love how in every universe Jake gets bullied by Steve 🤓🤓🤓Lmaoo 😭💀💀

Much love girlie!! Thank you so much for this chapter, I hope your phone charger works at every angle🙏🙏 this was soo worth the wait and I thoroughly enjoyed it, 

Your biggest fan Xxx💋💋💋

-🦕 

Omg dinosaur anon, your ask before i posted the fic was the last one before the fic was posted! The one where you firmly said you were in daddy Ari’s corner! Others flip flopped but there are indeed receipts of you sticking to your man! 🥹🥹

ALTHOUGHHH I’m really surprised people have done a total 180 and gone into Ari’s corner! I mean, I’d say Steve and Ari are kinda on the same level of terrible-ness right now! And it’s not like Ari didn’t force himself on reader right at the beginning of the chapter! And he didn’t stop whereas Steve did 😅😅😅 so I genuinely wasn’t expecting Team Steve people to move over to Team Ari! But you were always Team Ari bestie hehehe 🩷🩷

And mwahahaha yep!!! Many many people thought Steve and Ari were half brothers after the last chapter and I’ll admit i kept dropping hints about that (same eye colour, how they look alike) hehehe but maybe those were red herrings??? Bc if THAT is true then the Kira/Ari theory can’t be true🤔🤔🤔 so i wonder what is the truth…

And ahhhh Ari showing up with the pretty pink flowers at the end 🥹🥹🥹 that part was sooo cute i have to say!!! Hehehe AND I LOVED WRITING JAKE GETTING BULLIED BC IT LOWKEY REMINDED ME OF POYT BAHAHAHA

Bestie thank you sososso much for reading!!! ily🩷🩷🩷🩷

#wg 3 spoiler #anon #wg ask #🦕 anon

[daddynattt]

Well I guess I NEED to now don’t I? 🤭

AHEEEMMMM get ready

- I wish I was a mirror, so I could stare at your cute face all day

- Are you a crib? Cause I wanna put a baby in you

- I’ll take you how I take my coffee, hot, creamy, and dripping in my mouth

- My nickname for you is going to be polio because you make me week in the knees

- Are you a doll? Cause I wanna play with you

- Hey are you my appendix? Because I don’t understand what you do, but this feeling in my stomach makes me want to take you out

- Are you a toaster? Cause I wanna take a bath with you

- If I was an enzyme I’d be DNA helicase so I could unzip your genes

- Are you an angel? Cause we look heavenly together

- Are you a thanksgiving meal? Cause damn little bit, I’d love to be stuffed with you

- are you a pumpkin? because i want to put my hands in your guts and a smile on your face

- Wanna play shark attack? You eat I scream

- i may not go down in history, but i can go down on you

- i must be a beaver because I’m dying for your wood

- are you a trampoline? because i want to bounce on you

- do you have room for an extra tongue in your mouth?

- i’m having trouble sleeping by myself. can you sleep with me?

- do i have to sign for your package?

- i love my bed but, i’d rather be in yours

- Are you an electrician? Cause you light up my night

- Are you a sea turtle? Cause I wanna choke on your plastic

- call me a potato cuz i wanna be baked and smashed

- if you need a new nickname i could always call you mine

- call you a panic attack because you leave me out of breath and tear stained

- i’m gonna make a movie after you call it the grinch that stole my heart

- Are you suicide? Cause I think about you all the time

- are u suicide? cause i want u so bad

- call me a rollercoaster cuz the faster i go the louder you scream

- i may not be 18 but i can be the 1 who 8 you out

- I thought about complaining to Spotify for you not being named on week's hottest single

- damn, are you free wifi?? cause i wanna use you in public

- are you a bottle of pills? cause i could overdose on you

- Are you my moms belt? Cause you hit different

- My cat died can I play with yours?

- Are you the suicide hotline? because I really need to get your number

- Are you a blade? Cause I want you deep inside me

- Are you a yogurt cup ? Cause I want my tongue to reach the deepest parts of you

- Are you a keyboard? Cause you’re my type

- You look like a hard worker, I have an opening you can fill

- I’m sorry I’m left handed but I can treat you right

- Cant blame gravity for falling for you

- If you think about it, life is just the word bus. Because without U it’s BS

- do you use your desk to do your work? cause I use my desk to do art work so why aren't you on it

- i'm gonna buy you instead of a car, because i can drive it crazy without getting a ticket

- You remind me of geometry cuz you look good in every angle

- I was supposed to find x, thank god I found U

- If x+U=15, then I would assume x equals 5 cause U are definitely a 10

- Can i calculate your velocity? Because I want to know how fast my heart is beating for you

- I’ve been so sick lately, I must be catching feelings for you

- Are you a Minecraft creeper? Cause you make my heart explode

wait these are good im gonna use some of these 😂😳

#my asks #abbyromanoff

[kagejima]

OKAYYYY SO IM AT FOREVER 21 (i thought that store close down but whatever) AND ALL I COULD THINK ABOUT IS ME AND USHI SHOPPING CLOTHES TOGETHER LIKE CUTE COUPLE AND SHIT AND I CAME A CROSS THIS CARDIGAN IN THE MALE SECTION

AND OH MY GOD THE ALL I COULD THINK IS USHI IN THAT CARDIGAN. HERES THE SCENARIO,

So we and ushi are walking inside forever 21 and we walk around the tops, the short, grabbung some cloths to fit later and ushi is just following us (i have a headcanon that ushi follow us whenever we go shopping) and then we came to the male area, we look around and came across the cardigan and we look at ushi and said "bet you look good in those" pointing at the cardigan, and ushi look at us and get the cardigan try it on, thennn we said "yes it looks goods on you but you would be hot if u arent wearing a shirt just cardigan" like in a joking way. so okay we are at the fitting room trying the cloths we pick, when ushi calls our name "babe can check my outfit" we open our fitting room door to see FUCKING USHIJIMA WEAR THE CARDIGAN WITHOUT THE TSHIRT AND IH MY GOD HIS CHEST IS SHOWING KSBLASHAKANSSKSKKKKk bye😭🤟

love ur ficss💋

OKAY BUT WHY IS YOUR HEADCANON ABOUT TOSHI JUST FOLLOWING YOU AROUND WHILE SHOPPING SO CORRECT? FDHJFADKSL. my thoughts under the cut

it reminds me of loml shownu from monsta x, the other members said they hate going shopping with him because he spends like 15 mins shopping and he's like "okay, i'm done" and everybody else shops for like 2 to 5 hours fjdsfhajsklasdj

OKAY ANYWAYS. WAKATOSHI IN A CARDIGAN

You're right, baby. His chest would just be O U T.

tiddies? out.

or they're almost out.

buttons are fighting with honor but they're barely staying on there.

i picture him in like a very pretty burgundy one, and the sleeves are like clinging to his biceps and every turn he makes, the cardigan rides up a little bit so you can see his happy trail peeking out dsjhfdasFHDAJSFLSK god i am so weak for happy trails especially if it is ushi's

he would keep turning around in the mirror trying to look at it from all angles and you would end up double checking to make sure no one was near by before you slipped into his dressing room to peel it off of him :)))

#what's the matter with queue #rae's wakatoshi wednesdays

[shyghosties]

reflections

#I choose to believe everyone sees me as a wobbly water reflection #reminder that u look cute in every angle!!! #be kind to yourself #illustration #cats #doodles

[henqtic]

hi ash:) could u write something where the reader does rodrick's makeup pls:))

PRETTY . RODRICK HEFFLEY X READER

word count: 368 . 

note: the thought that went through my head when reading this request was : cute cute cute !!!. this may need a bit of editing :)

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“rodrick stop moving or else your eyebrows will look like extremely distant cousins and not just sisters,” you scolded as his face kept moving, squirming, and stretching in every direction possible — follow in tune as he hummed songs you recognized as ones from his band. 

“this was your idea not mine,” rodrick reminded, lightheartedly, as he thankfully quit the movement and started drumming on your thighs in front of him instead. 

it wasn’t completely your idea, as much as you’d like to take credit for it. he called you from the bathroom to help him with the eyeliner he stole from your bag, his excuse for the theft being that his mom did buy it — because you were over all the time ( and as a thank you for getting him to do things beyond his room, the garage he'd renovated to his bands practicing spot, and the van ) .

so, once you’d finished it, allowing him to put water on a q-tip and smear it around for the ‘full effect’ — you began to remember just how bored you were before and begged him to do the rest and of course, he agreed. 

“aaaand,” you drawled on the word, moving closer to his face as you held it with your left hand, rubbing your thumb on his jaw as you finished off the end of the brow.

you grabbed the small pack of red-tinted powder off the counter, dug the soft angled brush out of your bag, and patted it in the blush — not having to dig too hard since you’d barely used it and dusted it over his pale face. 

“are you really putting blush on me right now?” he groaned as he could tell from the movement over his cheeks, now unhappy that he was facing your legs and not the mirror. 

“yes, i can’t use my foundation or concealer on you because it definitely won’t match. and i just want you to look pretty.”

your tone climbed up a few octaves with the complimenting word, smiling once noticing you wouldn’t have to worry too much about the artificial blush anyways, “okay, so now i wanna do something more with your eyes. how do you feel about lashes?”

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[reidsnose]

Nose Taps (spencer reid x reader)

overview: the newest member of the bau develops a cute secret language with the resident genius

genre: fluff

a/n: this is my first fic so my apologies if its bad lol i tried. also its very short sorry ! but yeah lmk if u like it :)

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From the first day you walked through the doors of the BAU, you were incredibly charming in a unique way. You knew exactly how to talk to everyone, an amazing intuition letting you know just what to do. Spencer's curiosity had fallen on you; he was absolutely enthralled by your entire being.

the first thing that caught his attention was when you hand had accidentally grazed his.

it was a small meaningless gesture as you slipped past him, but he thought about it for weeks afterwards, in a good way. he thought about your smile as you apologized for "bumping into him". he missed the tingles that shot up his arm where your skin met his.

the second thing was much larger, he began to notice your kindness.

on only your second day in the office you stayed late to help hotch with paperwork so he could get home to jack faster. it was not a selfish act to get on his good side, rather an act of complete and utter kindness.

you brought JJ cheetos when she was feeling down because you saw her munching on them on the jet once.

you even got morgan to talk about his feelings for 4 hours one night after something was clearly bothering him. and morgan never talks about his feelings.

though you had just recently met them, you showed them how sweet you were without even trying. and Spencer Reid was no exception.

you stayed attentive to everyone who spoke to you, and when you noticed that people would often interrupt him or brush him off, it didn't sit right with you. after talking to him about it, the two of you developed a system. every time he didn't get to finish his thought, you would tap your nose to show him you noticed and wanted to hear about it later. then, at the end of the day, either in the hotel or on the jet, you would tally up the number of nose taps and he would get to ramble about all of it to you. it wasnt intentionally a secret but it was kept between you two, your little thing.

spencer thought it was the most endearing and kind thing anyone had done for him.

and you ate up every second of it, watching his eyes grow wide and then crinkle at the corners when he grew giddy about a certain statistic or historical story. you didn't understand how anyone could not want to listen to him.

soon, however, the nose taps evolved into something more. a whole little language grew between the two of you.

one nose tap from either party meant "im listening".

two nose taps meant "i have to tell you something".

three meant "i have to tell you asap".

an eyebrow tap meant "this reminded me of you" or "im thinking about you".

so on and so forth.

the team picked up on this little code between the two of you, but couldn't for the life of them understand what it all meant or when it had started. to be fair, they didn't have much time to decode while on cases.

to Spencer, this secret language was his most treasured peice of knowledge. And to you, it was your most treasured secret. and to both, unforgettable.

though Spencer had noticed your striking beauty when he first laid eyes on you, spending tome with you only intensified it. he found himself often marveling at the little details, especially on the jet.

the way your hair fell on your shoulders, the angle of your eyelashes, the blush that graced your cheeks when you laughed, the way you chew on your lip when you're thinking, even the barely noticeable wrinkles you have in your forehead from raising your eyebrows all the time. he was falling helplessly in love with every bit of you.

you did that same to him. admiring the itty bitty bump on the bridge of his nose right above the perfect little button tip, the curls in his hair, the way he puckered up a little as he talked, the way his whole face would crinkle up when he laughed really hard, his eyes squinting so hard they were barely visible. you were falling helplessly in love with every bit of him.

the team had OBVIOUSLY picked up on this, and though they would tease the both of you in private, they didn't dare embarrass you in front of each other. they weren't that sadistic. or so you thought.

one evening at rossis the team decided to have a powerpoint night. everyone chose a funny topic to make a power point and present about.

jj went first, presenting the slideshow titled "ways my clashing aesthetics present themselves through my sons"

next went morgan: "reasons i should be allowed to not wear a shirt under my bullet proof vest".

followed by Rossi who did "list of the fakest Italians weve ever encountered (they cant even pronounce gnocchi)"

after him was prentiss with "things i did while pretending to be dead"

and then hotch who made "ranking the bau from most to least childish"

then you went with "animals i think all of you resemble"

followed by reid who did "top 5 worst hospitals based on jello rating"

and last but not least, garcia. she went with "agents i think should just get married already we are literally not getting any younger"

you all laughed until the slide moved and there was a picture of Spencer and you, asleep on each other on the jet. his arm was wrapped around you protectively as you were cuddled up to his chest. you looked over at spencer who was matching your bright red face.

"y/n and spencer." garcia spoke before clicking to the next slide.

"wow she just cut right to the chase huh," prentiss laughed.

more images that the team had sneakily taken of the two of you riddled the screen.

one of you braiding his hair. one of him wiping frosting on your face from your birthday. on of the two of you mid laugh, mirroring each other exactly. a few more of you two on the jet, on cases, or even out at bars or at rossis with the rest of the team. so many of them and as much as you were embarrassed, you really loved all of those pictures.

"i really dont think i need to explain much, these speak for themselves," garcia chirped.

"i like that one," reid spoke up, pointing to the braiding one. ok so were going about that like this.

"i was just about to say that, but this ones also a close contender," you replied pointing to the frosting one.

"and that my friends, concludes my slide show!" garcia laughed.

"wait seriously? just us?" you laughed.

"yea.." she started, a giddy smile decorating her face. you looked over at Spencer and tapped your nose twice. he did it back but three times, cracking a cheesy grin. "see! and they have their little secret nose code thing! is that not relationship material?"

"you guys noticed?" spencer asked, clearly oblivious.

"duh." rossi joked.

#criminal minds #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #aaron hotchner #reid #hotch #jj #jennifer jereau #jereau #emily prentiss #prentiss #derek morgan #morgan #penelope garcia #garcia #david rossi #rossi #spencer reid fanfic

[elysianslove]

maʼam do you have any megumi or reki drabbles to spare 🤲🏼🤲🏼👁️ if not, dw, bc i can also just reread. like. seriously, your writing is so delicious 🤩

HELLO YES OF COURSE OF COURSE. OF COURSEJEJEKEKD

HAVE BOTH BC I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. ALSO I LOVE Y O U SO MUCH YOURE SO SWEET PLS 

feral megumi brainrot 

megumi’s pretty compliant in bed, you’d say. he’s putty in your hands the moment you place them on him, brushing your palms along his torso, your fingers hovering and teasing at his hips and thighs as you slowly lead up to riding him, taking your time as you sink down onto his lap, his cock nudging deep inside of you. and he’s always making the sweetest sounds with you, looks so pretty when his eyes get dewy and hazy, when he cries out for you, when his chest heaves for you, when his skin flushes for you. 

but sometimes, sometimes, it’s the complete opposite. 

sometimes, you find yourself on your knees, your ass raised, thighs smacking against his as he fucks into you from behind, your hair twisted and knotted in his fist. he’s brutal, vicious, unforgiving, menacing, and it’s because he never gets like this. it’s a once in a lifetime moment, where he’s so— harsh with you. where he pulls at your hair even harder, so hard it hurts, so hard it forces your head back, your back arching deeper, further, his cock buried so deep within you, the tip tickling your cervix at this angle. 

he doesn’t stop, even when your thighs and ass are red from the brutal fucking, or when your throat is hoarse from the screaming and crying, or when you’ve cum a thousand times. it’s like he wants to ruin you, properly. 

at some point your hair untangled from his fist, and you fall, unsupported, onto the mattress, finding leverage in the sheets as you grip them tightly and as you sob, heart-wrenchingly sob, into the bed. your body’s going numb, burning with oversensitivity. your cunt’s a mess around his cock, drooling and drenching him, still somehow unbelievably tight, sucking him in so well. and he tells you that much. 

he’s not too much of a talker, not when he’s like this, reserving to more noises, the most beautiful of, than anything. but sometimes, he spares you a few words, telling you how pretty your cunt looks ruined like this, for him, all for him, how you’re so good, so tight, around him, that you’re his perfect little plaything, hm? and it all goes straight to the knot tightening in your stomach. it all deepens the clouds surrounding your mind, hazes it over, has your eyes rolling back and your mouth dumbly falling open as you wet the mattress with your drool. 

his hands, so big and large, are squeezing at your hips, so rough, so hard, so bruising, helping himself fuck into you, before they travel to your ass, kneading and squeezing roughly, turning the skin a bright red. his thumbs reach over to where your cunt is stretching out around him, and he strokes at your lips, spreads you more as he watches himself disappear within you, watches as you swallow him whole. 

no wonder, no wonder, he gets like this sometimes. who could ever hold back with someone like you at arm’s reach anyways? of course you were his weakness. of course. 

the first time you gave reki a blowjob, he came all too quick and landed some in your eye, which had you squinting for the rest of the day. it was a little too embarrassing for him to look back at back then, and it honestly still is to this day, but to you, it’s a reminder, a reminder of how much he’s grown. and it’s pretty hilarious. 

but now, now reki sits above you so much more confident than he used to be. while months ago he was shy, cautious, too careful, and a stuttering, awkward mess, he’s now a lot more relaxed, a lot more trusting. where he’d jump and squeak at the tiniest of movements, at the simple brush of your fingers against him, a small flick of your tongue to the head, he now leans into the touch, sinks into the feeling and trusts in you. 

it’s why you agree to something different this time.

he spreads his legs wider for you, letting you settle more comfortably before him as your hand reaches for his cock. your spit on your palm and the precum he oozes makes the process a lot smoother, a lot easier, as you fist at his cock, slowly, tugging lightly, squeezing at the tip and lowering your hand all down to the base. your grip on him is a relieving one, tight and warm and firm, but reki can never, ever, compare it to the feel of your mouth. 

your tongue darts out to kitten lick at the tip, swirling it slightly and poking at the slit as your hand continues to very slowly stroke him. he had already been hard to begin with, but with all this borderline teasing, his cock feels so much heavier in your hand, the tip darkening as he grows more and more desperate.

and so, finally, you look up at him, his dick inches away from your face, throbbing in your hand, and ask him, “do you wanna fuck my mouth, baby?” and it’s another reminder of how much he’s grown. his dick twitches in your hand, and he looks visibly pained as he groans deeply at your words, at your suggestion, at your offer. but still, he contains his self control, because if there’s anything being with you has taught him, is that patience is key. 

he nods, nods so urgently he feels his neck sprain, and lets you guide his hands to the back of your head. you bring your hand to his cock, your lips obediently falling open, tongue sticking out as you push his cock into your mouth. slowly, you lower your head, taking more and more of him, sucking and hollowing out your cheeks and slurping until he sits nestled in your throat, your loud swallowing and soft humming keeping away at any gag reflexes. 

reki, above you, is already shivering, eyes wide and pupils blown as he gapes down at you. it’s not his first time watching you take his dick down your throat. again, the first time you’d done it, aside from his first blowjob in general, he’d came the moment your throat squeezed around his tip. and although every other time after that he’s gotten better and better at enjoying it for longer, at letting it last, at dragging it out for as long as possible, he remembers what you’d consented to just a minute ago, and he thinks, fuck patience. 

his hands are shaky as they grip at your head, as his fingers tangle in your hair. it doesn’t take long for him to find a rhythm, no time at all before he’s pushing your head down in time with the thrust of his hips up. you’re making so much of a mess, gagging and coughing as drool and spit pools on his lap, sticky with precum as he fucks up into you. he thinks you look so pretty like this, eyes red and watery, lips swollen and wet, staring up at him so pleadingly and desperately. 

and god, he— he’s fucking gorgeous. there’s a tightness in his jaw for a few, teeth gritted as he suppresses any noises he wants to make, before it all dissolves into a blissed out expression, eyes fluttering and mouth parted, skin flushed as red as his hair. he’s gripping your hair so tightly as he fucks up into you, so hard it almost hurts, and the praises he sings for you are stirring up a swarm of butterflies in your stomach: telling you that he loves you, loves you so much, he’s thanking you, thanking you, thanking you— 

and when he cums, he holds you to him, head buried in his lap and throat full of his cock until you’re thrashing in his hold. he spills and spills and spills, pulling you off of him only to watch his cock weakly shoot cum at your lips and chin. still, the fact that you grin at him, so cutely, so prettily, has him carelessly pulling you in for a searing kiss, swearing upon the fact that he loves you, loves you so much, loves you so, so, so much—

goodNIGHT. idk if this is actually good cause im half asleep rn 😭 but yk, the brainrot is real, so — i hope u like this anon! mwah <3 

#megumi x reader smut #megumi smut #reki smut #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #sk8 x reader #sk8 smut #sk8 infinity x reader #sk8 infinity smut #fushiguro megumi smut #fushiguro megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #sal’s thirst tag <3