#sang woo x male reader

[ahsxual]

Hi! Your writing is wonderful, and I wanted to wish you the best of luck on your exams in advance 🥰 could you imagine the stoic Sang-woo proposing to his girlfriend? Idk the idea of him being in a relationship and coming to terms with his emotions fascinates me. Thanks!

Sweet Proposal

Pairing: Cho Sang-woo x GN!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 2,2k

A/N: Awww thank you, dear anon! I truly appreciate your kind words, it means the world to me 🥺💓 I have to say that I agree with you and I absolutely loved your idea for this request! I hope you enjoy my writing and I wish you the best <33 I wrote this request a long time ago and never posted it idk why, but here goes (my apologies🥺)

You and Sang-woo have been dating a few years now: you met him through his mother, the woman who you visited everytime you passed by her store and who you always bought something fresh to eat. Her products were of great quality, besides the fact that she was the kindest woman you have ever met in your entire life. She treated you like her own daughter/son, and since you lived by yourself in south korea, you really appreciated having someone who you could count on. Whenever you had a bad day, you would tell her and she would help you by giving you the best advices from her life experience, so your relationship was pretty close. Until one day, her son visited her, and that's when you met the love of your life.

"Good morning, miss Cho!" you greeted your second mother as you liked to call her, only for her to turn to you with the biggest smile and bright eyes on her face, as always. However, this time she had company.

"Oh, my sweet Y/N! Come here sweetie, please let me introduce you my wonderful son, Cho Sang-woo!" she seemed so excited, in contrast to her son who seemed pretty serious and uncomfortable with the all situation.

"Hey." he simply said with a low, yet neutral tone, making you realize that he was quite the opposite from his mother: she shined even in the darkest days, while he somehow brings darkness wherever he goes to. But the fact that he had such a hard personality to deal with and understand, instead of pushing you away, only made you even more curious about that mysterious man. Besides the fact that he is incredibly handsome, but that's another story.

"Hey there! I'm L/N Y/N, nice to meet you." you put your hand in front of him so you wouldn't be just standing there looking awkwardly at each other. He looked at it for a second, before taking it and shaking it gently, like he was afraid to break your way smaller hand.

"I'm so happy you finally met my son! I'm sure you two will get along just perfectly!" her joy was contagious, yet her own son didn't seem to let his mother's charm get him. You heard her talking about her amazing son so many times, saying how he was a kind man, and extremely intelligent and responsible. Yet, here he is, looking like his life was a complete chaos.

"Yeah, I'm sure we will." you answered shyly, only for him to look at you with a surprised expression. You simply smiled at him, making him blush slightly at your cuteness.

Now you are in the bed with your soulmate by your side, watching him sleep peacefully: who would have known you two would get here? Together?? You didn't know the right answer for that as well, but the truth is that life can really surprise you.

You were Sang-woo’s first love: the only person who stood with him no matter how many problems he had, both professionally and psychologically. You would never give up on him, and that's what made him realize you were the love of his life, the soulmate he was unconsciously looking for so desperately. No one would ever guessed, but one of Sang-woo’s main goals in his life is creating a family who loved and supported him until the end, to feel the happiness and comfort of waking up every day next to his significant other. However, before meeting you, his problem was that he never had the patience or motivation to find love or to continue to please his possible partner until they fell for him. No, he wanted to focus on his professional career first, the rest just being mere details. What made him fall for you, was your dedication to be with him and build a promising life by his side, supporting him and helping him whenever he needed: you were also the first and only person who he told about his fears, insecurities and feelings about certain topics, but only after a few, long months of building trust and courage. And you did the same: you considered him your best friend, because he always helped you with the most racional advices, which were the best in your opinion.

After a few minutes of analyzing lovingly every feature that you knew so well of your loved one, you noticed him moving slightly and groaning from waking up from his precious sleep.

"Good morning, tough guy." you joked, only to receive a confused expression from him just before he rolled his reddish eyes and laugh at the nickname.

"Good morning, babe." his voice was so deep that it made you have inappropriate thoughts, however you knew he was too tired for it right now. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yes, I actually did. As for you, I think I don't even have to ask." you laughed at his still sleepy state, before putting your legs over him and hug his long torso. He pulled you closer, closing the space that separated your hungry lips before kissing you slowly, yet with the perfect amount of passion and love.

"Yeah, I really needed to rest my mind and body from yesterday." you shyly laughed at him before hitting his arm when he reminded you from your passionate love session from the night before.

"You silly!" the moment you called him that, he rolled you over so he could be on top.

"Call me that again and see what happens." he warned you with a serious face, yet you knew him better. He was obviously messing with you, and you would be lying if you said you didn't like his demanding behavior.

"Can you join me in the shower, babe? Please?" you decided to change the subject, giving him the pleading look that you knew he couldn't resist.

"Yeah, sure." he smiled before giving you a quick kiss on the lips. "Just wait for me, I'll be right back."

"Ok, I'll wait for you." you gave him a last peck on his lips, before making your way to the bathroom, unconscious of what was coming for you.

That day your boyfriend invited you to dinner at a fancy restaurant, so you thought it would be a simple date like the many you've had before. But this time, he had promising plans for you and your future together, something you weren't expecting to happen so soon. It was already 7:30 pm, so he called you to hurry so you could be on time at the restaurant.

"I'm coming!" you warned your handsome boyfriend, before you appeared in front of him dressing your favorite date outfit that he bought you a few days ago.

"You look gorgeous, sweetheart." his eyes were full of love, admiration and pride for you, making your heart melt with happiness. You felt so loved at that moment... you still couldn't believe you were dating that man.

"Thank you, love. Let's go." you thanked him, before leaving your house and walk to get into his expensive black car.

You and Sang-woo arrived at the restaurant 15 minutes earlier, so you took your time to sit at your reserved table. The restaurant was outstanding: everyone was dressed nicely and the environment was peaceful and romantic; it was an expensive and well known restaurant from your city, which made you feel important. You also felt really happy to know that your boyfriend took you on a date at a very welcoming and beautiful place: it meant that he really loved you and makes a real effort to build up your relationship by changing your routine from time to time, which was healthy for both of you.

A few hours passed and you talked about everything and anything: your plans for your future together, funny stories that happened in your childhood that you didn't know about, how work was going and who are the people you like or dislike... it was a really nice, yet nostalgic and interesting conversation. After that, he insisted to pay your dinner. You felt bad, so he promised next time you could pay, which you knew he was lying.

When you left the restaurant, hand in hand, he told you that his plans for that night weren't done yet.

"I need you to do something for me, honey." your future husband said as soon as you entered the car. You looked at him suspiciously, waiting for whatever was coming. "Close your eyes." he simply said.

"What? Why would you-"

"Just trust me, ok? It's not like I'll kidnap you or something." he made sure to use his sarcasm to relax you a little bit, indirectly telling you that he wasn't going to do anything bad.

"I wouldn't mind if you did so." your sassy comment made him laugh quietly, before you closed your eyes and heard his car running.

Minutes passed and you were starting to get bored with having your eyes closed for so long. At least his strong grip on your inner thigh kept you entertained during the car trip. Suddenly, you felt the car stop slowly, and that's when you realized you had finally arrived at your destination. You were about to open your eyes, when you felt a smack on your thigh.

"Ah! I didn't say you could open your eyes already, did I?" his demanding tone made you internally scream and blush hard, but you needed to remain calm to not lead things to another way, since you didn't want to ruin the plans he made for you.

He helped you getting out of the car, before putting his hand on your waist to guide you to the place where he would make the big proposal.

"Open your eyes, love." he whispered into your ear. The moment you opened your eyes, tears instantly made their way to your warm cheeks: you could watch and admire each star on the sky, shining in your direction; it was full moon night, which made you think that Sang-woo chose this specific night for that reason; in front of you, you could also see and hear the calm and relaxing dark-blue sea moving at a slow and therapeutical pace. It was the most romantic moment you ever had and even imagined. You were too focus on the ocean and the brilliant stars above you, that you didn't even notice what was written on the sand: "Will you marry me, Y/N?" was written in huge and well marked letters. This made your heart beat at an incredibly fast pace and your vision to go blurry due to the emotional warm tears that wanted to escape from your eyes.

"Baby, what's all of thi-" when you turned around in hope that the man of your life would explain what was happening at that moment, even tho you knew already, you saw him kneeling instead, looking at you nervously with a small black box on his hands which contained a shining ring inside.

"L/n Y/n, I know I'm not the best lover sometimes due to my emotionless personality, however you liberate a more loving, caring and passionate side of me that I never knew I could have until I met you. I never thought I could be so in love with someone... and to be honest, I didn't even know what was love before I kissed you for the first time. I'm sorry for all the times I made you upset, but I promise I'll be a better person for you. So... will you marry me, my love?" you never saw your boyfriend being so open with his feelings, not even towards you, so you knew this was extremely hard for him and that all what he was saying was the pure truth. Also for the first time you noticed Sang-woo cry in front of you, even though he remained with a neutral facial expression.

Deep inside, you knew he feels a lot, he just used this "mask" to hide his vulnerability and pretend he is emotionless. But with you, he doesn't feel the need to pretend to be strong all the time. And that's when he realized it was you who he was going to marry and spend the rest of his life with.

You couldn't help but cry in front of him, his action caughting you by surprise, in a good sense.

"Of course my love, of course I will marry you!! There is nothing I desire more than to have you as my husband." he smiled until his cheeks started to get sore: this moment was unique and special for both of you. You always made him forget any pain he might feel. He quickly stood up and picked up into his arms, spinning you over and over again until you both felt almost dizzy.

That night was unforgettable for both of you, and now that you had a wedding ring on your finger, you couldn't think about anything else than stepping onto the altar and marry the man of your dreams.

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[iloveaustinelvisandmannymore]

Their everything.

Pairing: Hong woojin x reader x Kim gunwoo.

Summary: the past will always be part of your boyfriends, you knew that. But when an old friend returned you can't help but feel inferior.

Warnings: Past trauma, Arguments, Jealousy, Bromance, Polyamorous relationship, M/f/m, Smut, Threesome, Fingering, Oral ( Male), Creampies, Cum shot, Rough sex, Attempted non-con (not the boys), Augst?

In a way, you always believed that you, Gun-woo, and Woojin's relationship was too good to be true. How could the story of a girl living in a new country, starting a new beginning bumping into two handsome men, and spilling her coffee all over them, expecting to be yelled at instead they did the opposite. And as their eyes met yours, it was like everything in the world made sense. It sounded completely insane.

And you knew they truly loved you, the many nights of passion and sweet words made that clear. Yet the twinkles in Gunwoo's eyes and the big grin Woojin sported when he pulled Hyun Ju and Gunwoo into a hug as she showed up at your doorstep out of the blue, with tearful laughter and snuffling they invited her inside. Her hair was longer than it was in the pictures your boys had of her, reaching down her back and much more shinny, her skin flawlessly pale and her smile was heart-stopping. She was nothing short of gorgeous. She looked so perfect for them, why wouldn't she? They shared a history, a painful, gut-wrenching, and traumatic past, she understood the pain and horror while you couldn't even imagine what it felt like. They wouldn't have to deal with the disapproving stares and the brutal honesty of what people thought of their relationship or had to sometimes translate for her.

"Ah! Hyun Ju! This is our girlfriend!" Woojin grinned as he threw his arm over you and pulled you into his side, shaking you a bit. "Oh..when did you meet?" Hyun Ju asked, her almond eyes seemingly taking you in as she checked you from head to toe from across the couch you sat on between your boyfriends. "We met a year after dealing with Kim Myeong-gil," Gunwoo spoke up a soft smile on his plump lips as his fingers intertwined with yours. She only let out an acknowledgment hum before steering the conversation away from you.

They weren't home. Again. Like most days they were barely home, only coming back to pass out for whatever their doing with her, and for others, they'd be called away. A sense of hopefulness took over you as you heard a knock at the door, smiling you stopped cutting up your strawberries and rushed out of the kitchen and to the door, your heart beating faster at the thought of seeing your boys. "my, princess, you look excited to see me." a smug smirk tugged at your best friend's lips as he welcomed himself in, your smile faded. "Oh..hey, Sang." you greeted, shutting the door behind him and walking back into the kitchen, sighing as he ate one of the sliced fruit. "Why the long face?" he asked, taking hold of your chin, his thumb rubbing under your bottom lip once you got closer. His hazel eyes bored into your orbs, and his soft dyed sliver hair lay parted on his forehead "Are you not happy to see me?" he pouted. "N-no it's not that..." you trailed off, looking away but Sang, his sudden touch felt different from the other times, it was too intimate, "I just..miss them.." you muttered. "Oh, princess. They don't deserve your love. you must be so lonely here." Sang cooed, his hand sneaking behind your neck, "Let me make it better." he whispered, using his hand around your neck and shoving you closer, mashing your lips together.

The boys walked into the apartment you shared as Woojin complained about the weight of the things they had to carry. "Wah, why did she have to make us carry such heavy things?" he whined, rolling his sore shoulder. Gunwoo chuckled at his friend's antics. However, their entry was abruptly interrupted by Woojin's outburst. He grabbed Sang's shoulder, pulled him back, and pushed him away from you. Overcome by rage, Woojin cursed at Sang, his words coming out too fast to understand, but it was clear that it was not good.

Just as Woojin was gonna throw a punch Gunwoo stopped and shook his head before looking at Sang, "Leave..before I hurt you myself." Gunwoo glared at the other man, despite his calm tone, and that made Sang gulp in fear before scurrying away, like a dog with its tail between its legs.

Tension-filled silence hung between the three of you before Woojin broke it. "So this is what you've been doing while we were gone?!" he yelled, stepping closer. "Having fun with that jerk?" He couldn't be serious. "Huh?! Answer me!" He screamed as he trapped you against the wall. While this happened, Gunwoo stood there, staring at you with an unreadable emotion. A rage you had never felt before welled up inside you as you pushed Woojin as hard as you could, moving him a few feet back.

"What about you, huh?!" you screamed right back as you glared at your boyfriends. "How about your fun with that runaway? You both seemed pretty eager to be at her beck and call!" Gunwoo opened his mouth to say something, but you spoke again before he could. "Ever thought how much I would miss you? No, you didn't." Wiping the tears that built up in your eyes as you stormed to your bedroom and slammed the door shut leaving the boys frozen in shock.

A soft knock came an hour later. "Nae sarang," Gunwoo softly spoke. "We're so sorry." He sighed and laid his forehead on the wooden door. "Jagiya, I'm so sorry. I never should've yelled at you. Forgive me," Woojin sorrowfully begged. You wanted to be mad at them, to still be so angry, but the truth is you missed them too much to care about your anger. With a sigh, you opened the door and once they saw you, Woojin pulled you in a kiss, the hand on your cheek traveled down to your hip and shoved you into his chest, the kiss quickly became heat. You whimpered as Woojin's lips were replaced by Gunwoo's, his soft pillowy lips were a contrast to Woojin's thinner but equally soft lips. his hot tongue demanded entry to your mouth, once granted, he swirled his tongue around yours.

Pulling back, Gunwoo helped Woojin in his mission to leave you bare of your clothes, their clothes following soon after. Your moans were muffed as your lips around Woojin's cock, his thick, long cock thrusted into your hot mouth as Gunwoo's dick pumped in and out of your tight cunt, your slick dripping down onto his balls ans onto the bed. You were a mess, saliva running down your chin as Woojin used your mouth as a fleshlight, his neatly trimmed pubes brushed against your nose as he pushed his cock down your throat "I'm gonna c-cum,Jagiya!" Your older boyfriend cried out, his hips sped up, and his dick throbbed against your tongue. Gunwoo's pace sped up to match with his best friends thrusts, pushing you to your own climax.

With a shout, Woojin pulled out and his hot cum shot after shot onto your face, and heaving chest.

Gunwoo's strong arms wrapped around your middle, his hips raised and without warning he slammed you down onto his cock. "Yes!" You moaned as your hips stuttered from your second orgasm all the while your younger boyfriend thrusted upwards into your wet heat below you "Cumming!" He groaned as he threw his head back, his milky, hot semen released to you.

"We love you," Woojin spoke up after a while as you all caught your breaths. "Never forget that." Gunwoo continued as he wiped some sweat from your brow. "I love y'all too." You smiled at them weakly.

@geonwooz

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[broken-ghost]

Inbox is Open for Requests! 

I typically write female reader out of habit so if you would prefer gender neutral or male reader please specify and you got it !

Fluff, Angst, Smut, I’m open for anything.

All requests welcome but if you are looking for prompts here’s the Latest Prompt List: First Kiss Prompts

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Fandoms/Characters I write for:

Stranger Things: Jim Hopper, Dmitri Antonov, Joyce Byers, Murray Bauman, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers, Eddie Munson, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Billy Hargrove, Alexei Smirnoff

Lord of the Rings/ The Hobbit: Thorin, Thranduil, Legolas, Elrond, Boromir, Kili, Fili, Bofur, Aragorn, Celeborn, Bilbo, Glorfindel, Elladan, Elrohir, Eowyn, Arwen

Obey Me!: Lucifer, Diavolo, Mammon, Beelzabub

Breaking Bad/Better Call Saul: Hank Schrader, Lalo Salamanca, Nacho Vargo, Jesse Pinkman, Howard Hamlin, Jimmy McGill/Saul Goodman

Game of Thrones: Jamie Lannister, Jon Snow, Sansa Stark, Tyrion Lannister, Jorah Mormont, Sandor Clegane, Tormund Giantsbane, Stannis Baratheon, Bronn of the Blackwater, Gendry Baratheon, Jaqen H'ghar (This is the only fandom I’m open to writing character x character pairings in so feel free to send those as well)

The Boys: Homelander, Queen Maeve, Billy Butcher, Soldier Boy, Mother’s Milk, Frenchie

Squid Game: Seong Gi-hun, Cho Sang-woo, Hwang Jun-ho, Sae-byeok, Jang Deok-su, Salesman, Front Man

The Hollows/Rachel Morgan Series: Trent Kalamack, Rachel Morgan, Ivy Tamwood, Algaliarept “Al”, Rynn Cormel, Stanley Saladan, Kisten Felps, David Hue

#fan fiction #stranger things fanfiction #the lord of the rings fanfiction #the hobbit fanfiction #Tolkein FanFiction #obey me fanfiction #better call Saul FanFiction #breaking bad fanfiction #sons of anarchy fanfiction #the boys fanfiction #game of thrones fanfiction #the hollows FanFiction #the hollows reader insert #squid game FanFiction #squid game reader insert

[maximwtf]

A Masterlist

-♥︎-  All works from different fandoms listed and linked here! -♥︎-

♥︎ - You’ll find the characters and fandoms I write for linked at the bottom !

♥︎ - Some rules for requests are there too.

Kirikaze beloved

♡ Genshin Impact

Beidou x Reader (platonic, action/fluff-ish)

Baizhu x Reader (hurt/comfort)

Baizhu x Reader (hurt/comfort)

Kamisato Ayato x Reader (angst/comfort)

Xianyun x Reader (chronic pain/comfort)

♡ Our Flag Means Death

Izzy Hands x Reader (injury)

Izzy Hands x Reader (chronic pain)

Izzy Hands x Reader (Injury/death)

Izzy Hands x Reader (hidden relationship)

Izzy Hands x Reader (love letters)

Izzy Hands x Reader (hurt/comfort-ish)

Izzy Hands x Reader (sword fighting)

Izzy Hands x Reader (whip scarring, hurt/comfort)

Izzy Hands x Reader (angst/comfort)

Izzy Hands x Reader (Fluff, re-blossoming love)

Stede Bonnet x Reader (comfort)

Stede Bonnet x Reader (fluff)

♡ The Magnus Archives

Jonathan Sims x Reader (worm bite)

Elias Bouchard x Reader (a burn)

Helen Distortion x Reader (Hurt/Comfort)

♡ The Arcane

Silco x Injured reader (death/gore)

Viktor x reader (comfort)

Viktor x reader (injury/comfort)

Heimerdinger x Sick Reader (comfort)

Dying Viktor x reader (death)

♡ Obey me

Simeon x reader

Asmodeus x reader (anxiety attack/comfort)

Lucifer x stressed reader (comfort)

♡ The Arcana

Julian Devorak x Sick! Reader (Red Plague/Death)

♡ Lord of the rings / The hobbit

Legolas x Male Elven Reader (Death/comfort)

Legolas x reader (injury) (1)

Legolas x reader (Injury/comfort) (2)

Legolas x Elven reader (Injury/Death)

Legolas x reader (Frostbite/fluff?)

Legolas x reader (Hair braiding/fluff)

Legolas x reader (Angst/no comfort)

Elrond x Elven warrior reader (injury)

Elrond x Injured reader (Dragon fire burn)

Elrond x Reader (Hurt/no comfort)

Thranduil x Elven warrior reader (Dragon fire scar)

Thranduil x Elven reader (grief)

Lindir x warrior reader (injury)

Aragorn x reader (Injury/death)

Kili x reader (injury/comfort)

♡ Steven universe 

Pearl x Gem Reader (hurt/comfort)

Pearl x Gem Reader (poofed/comfort?)

Pearl x reader (fluff)

Peridot x gem reader (limb enhancers)

Peridot x Sapphire! Reader / Pt.1

Peridot x Sapphire! Reader / Pt.2

Jasper x gem reader 

♡ Pokémon

Captain Ilima x injured reader

♡ Bbc Sherlock Holmes

Sherlock Holmes (Mycroft Holmes) x Sister reader

Mycroft Holmes x reader (overdose)

Mycroft Holmes x reader (trauma response/comfort)

Mycroft Holmes x reader (nightmares/comfort)

♡ Pirates of the Caribbean

Jack Sparrow x pirate reader

♡ Squid Game

Sang-woo x dying reader

The Front Man x reader

♡ Lucifer

Lucifer Morningstar x Angel reader (Trauma/comfort)

Lucifer Morningstar X Angel Reader (Injury/preening)

Lucifer morningstar x Deity reader

Lucifer Morningstar x reader (injury/comfort)

Michael x Angel Reader (Injury)

♡ Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them

Newt Scamander X Witch reader

Newt Scamander x Animagus Reader (1)

Newt Scamander x Animagus Reader (2)

Platonic! Newt Scamander x Animagus! Reader

♡ Peaky Blinders

Thomas Shelby x Injured Reader (death)

Thomas Shelby (Ada, Polly) x Depressed Reader

♡ Inside Job

Myc x Reader (Hurt/comfort?)

♡ Cookie Run Kingdom

Almond x injured reader

Mango x reader (injured/comfort)

Pure Vanilla x injured reader (gore)

♡ Mystic Messenger

Jaehee Kang x dizzy Reader

♡ Undertale

Grillby x child reader (Injured/comfort)

! Characters and Fandoms I write for !

Keep in mind, I don’t write full blown smut. 

Platonic and romantic requests for everyone are fine.

Angst and hurt requests are always first priority, those are the easiest for me to write!

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[defectivevillain]

caught in the middle

pairing: Sang-woo x reader 

reader’s pronouns: he/him

<<< fem aligned dni >>

author’s note: why is sang-woo so beautiful. sigh. anyways, this is basically just me wanting to write but not wanting to commit to a whole fic/snippet so…. enjoy!!!!

song i listened to while writing: save your tears by the weekend

Sang-woo is very conflicted about you.

He knows he has feelings for you, he can recognize that.

But, he’s not sure how far those feelings stretch. Sometimes he is just as annoyed with you as everyone else. Sometimes, he can picture manipulating you so vividly in his head- how easy it was to gain your trust, and how easy it would be for him to break that trust.

He’s kind of honored, in a weird way, that you trust him. He tries his best to trust you too, but it’s hard to do that when his typical mindset is that others are just obstacles in his path.

He gets jealous very easily. The first time he saw you talking to someone else, he was very irritated. Sang-woo proceeded to be extremely short-tempered and blunt with you for the rest of the day. You weren’t quite sure what you did, which was what made him even more frustrated.

He struggles with guilt more often than he likes to admit. He knows that the two of you don’t have the healthiest relationship, and he recognizes the possibility that he would leave you behind if the situation called for it. This leads him to feel a bit guilty. Maybe he shouldn’t even be entertaining the idea of a relationship with you.

On the other hand, though, he hasn’t been happier in a long time. He not only tolerates, but genuinely enjoys your presence. He isn’t sure he can say the same for anyone else he has ever met. 

Sang-woo doesn’t realize how touch starved he was until you come up behind him one day for a hug. He stands there passively for a long time- longer than he’d like to admit. 

He’s the type of person that will act annoyed by your attempts to initiate contact, but will secretly be grateful for it. A hand on the small of his back, your head on his shoulder… He has to quell his heart rate when you do that kind of stuff. 

Sang-woo’s plans for you completely change after you get injured, however. 

He had just finished the round they were in, and was sitting with his arms over his knees. Without being too obvious, he was glancing around the room- looking for you. You weren’t anywhere to be found.

It wasn’t until about ten minutes later that you finally appeared. He locked eyes with you, and immediately his heart dropped to his stomach. 

You had your arm wrapped around one of the guards, and they were roughly leading you to the steps that Sang-woo was sitting on. Sang-woo got to his feet before he could even think about what he was doing. 

The second you were near the steps, the guard practically shoved you off of them, sending you plummeting to the ground. You caught yourself on the pavement, coughing and panting. You had your head tilted towards the ground, and Sang-woo helped you to your feet before leading you to a more secluded part of the waiting area. As he walked you over, he noticed you were favoring your left ankle. When the two of you finally reached a more isolated area, your knees buckled and you grabbed onto his shoulder in an attempt to stop yourself from falling. Sang-woo quickly caught you, leading you to a sitting position before moving to sit down next to you.

For a bit, the two of you were just quiet. Sang-woo gave you a once-over, determining that your ankle was probably broken. He squinted, biting his lip when he saw purplish-blue bruises already forming. He looked up to meet your eyes, but you were staring ahead resolutely. Your face was damp with sweat, and you had dark circles under your eyes. Sang-woo swallowed hard, looking away. Somehow, you were still just as handsome, despite suffering a rather gruesome injury and narrowly escaping death in the past round. 

Sang-woo knows that he should have dropped you as a teammate. At least, if it were anyone else that was injured. For some strange reason, though, he feels a stronger sense of protectiveness for you. He wants to protect you.

You seem to be expecting him to abandon you too. At least, that’s what he can discern from the surprised look on your face when he offers his hand to you. You take it, and he squeezes your hand reassuringly.

In terms of managing your injury, he kind of coddles you a bit a lot. He’ll drape your arm over his shoulder and help you to get places if you need to.  Sang-woo constantly offers his shoulder for you to lean on if you get fatigued, or shares his food with you.

It’s so disgustingly cute that Gi-Hun and Ali make fun of him for it.

“What, is he your boyfriend or something?”

“When’s the wedding?”

Sang-woo doesn’t even dignify their taunts with a response, but he finds himself smiling before he can help it. 

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[umbrellafics]

And Then There Were Three

a/n: this is very incomplete and I wrote it in an hour so it’s not the best

*SQUID GAME SPOILERS AHEAD*

The pain in your lower stomach began to numb yet you didn’t dare touch it. You saw Gi-hun approach Sae-byeok and sit next to her as the two talked. You could’ve sworn you saw Sae-byeok crying but then again your vision isn’t the best at the moment so you can’t tell for sure.

After a few minutes Gi-hun stood up, wiped his tears and walked toward you. The position of the knife in his hands scared you slightly. You were already going to bleed out, you’re sure of it. You just didn’t want to get murdered. As he approached you he sensed your fears and tucked his knife into his coat pocket before sitting next to you.

“Are you okay? I saw that you didn’t eat much.” Gi-hun’s voice was filled with worry yet you couldn’t bring yourself to respond back, afraid you might cough up blood and stain his white shirt. He paused for a moment but when the only response he got was a nod from you he continued “You don’t have to lie, I can tell you’re not doing well.” He sighed softly and placed an arm on your shoulder gently.

“I won’t win” you whispered quietly as your eyes welled up with unshed tears. “I don’t think I’ll survive the night�� you struggled to finish your sentence due to the lump forming in your throat.

“What do you mean?” Gi-hun asked confused “You can win this.” His words were meant to be positive but they only made you feel worse

“You don’t understand I-“ you couldn’t finish your sentence as you began to cough and spit up blood onto the mattress you were laying on. Gi-hun panicked at the sight and ran to the doors across from your bed to alert the guards.

As Gi-hun’s banging on the door began to fade out you heard oncoming footsteps get louder as they approached you. At first you thought it was a guard that came to treat you. That was until the mysterious person grabbed your chin and turned your head to face them.

“I’m so sorry about this” Sang-woo’s voice was clear as he spoke quietly “It’ll all be better soon” he turned your head to the side so all you saw was his shoes and the tile floor below you.

You realized what was happening and in your weak state tried to move away from Sang-woo in any way possible. Though because of your current health status you could only weakly push him. Unfortunately that didn’t stop him from slicing your throat open. As you were bleeding out you saw Sae-byeok, approach Sang-woo and punch him in the nose before focusing her attention on you. At least in your final moments you were there with your friend Sae-byeok. The only problem was…

Where was Gi-hun?

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[very-tiny-very-angery-human]

Ali Abdul dating headcannons

A/n: he deserved so much better🤧 I love him so frickin much

Requested by: @uwu-lucy-owo

He gives you really cute cheesey nicknames

During the night you guys talk about leaving together

Sharing your meals with him

His cuddles are the best 😫

He runs warm you can't convince me otherwise

Protecting each other during the night fights

He loves you so freaking much

He tells you story's from his home

He trusts you with his life (kinda like with s*ng w** but if you hurt him I will fight you)

That's all for now <3

Sorry it's so short

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[forza55]

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teacher!cho sang-woo x f!student!reader [ smut ] minors dni !

summary ⇄ you help your teacher fix what you caused in the school bathroom.

warning/s ⚠︎ ⇄ smut, age gap, oral [male receiving]

word count ⇄ 1.1k

impatiently waiting for his students to barge in the classroom, clacking the tip of his shoe against the cold floor, constantly glancing down to his leather watch as each minute passes by. aligning pencils and stacking paper, yawning due to the little sleep accumulated.

after several minutes of attempting to keep his eyes open, enduring heavy drowsiness, the doors opened to the loud chatter and laughter of students. books enclosed on their arms as they hurriedly searched for their seats.

you had a test assigned today. not so important to say the least considering mostly everyone spent the night before drinking.

you had barged in the back door of the room, gaining a few looks from the others from the sudden loud entrance. a few buttons of your top unbuttoned. skirt hiked high up your waist making it appear shorter than it was. hair an absolute horrid mess as the pounding headache boomed in your brain from the large impact of this morning’s hangover.

your teacher stood still in his place as the only thing that moved was his growing bulge. the sight of your legs spread as your figure was slouched improperly on the desk was unsettling him. arousal evident as he made every way to make it seem less noticeable.

hands trembling while he distributed the parchment, row by row. his painful erection making him grip each table he overtakes, frequently lifting the bridge of his glasses.

we could say you most definitely knew what you were doing to him. just the thought of making the hottest professor in the school crumble in the palm of your hand made your mouth water.

“you have thirty minutes. you may start now.” he sternly states.

purposely clumsily dropping your pen just next to your chair right as your teacher was near. making him crotch down along with you, meeting eye level with your exposed cleavage. redness was visible in his face as you sent him an innocent smile and a small ‘thank you.’

“i’ll be in the bathroom for a moment.” he quickly says after he clears his throat. briskly exiting the classroom filled with thinking students. swiftly walking through the halls and into the bathroom. a deep groan emitting from his throat as he settles on the small wooden bench of the enclosed nook of the bathroom.

he proceeds to undo his belt from his waist, unhooking the button, and pulling down the zipper of his pants. was he really just about to this? he so clearly knew he was better than this, but the pain was almost unbearable. just the thought of bending you over and fucking you senseless was making him hard by the second. just then, he continued to pull out his dick off his boxers, pumping his cock, wishing that you were the one touching him right now.

how silly, isn’t it? getting off to his own student? but he didn’t care at that point, just continuing to thrust into his own hand like a foolish man.

—

getting up from your desk as a wide smirk was displayed on your face, so clearly knowing what you had to do. putting down the pen on the wooden surface facing the test paper down as to avoid your fellow classmates from copying— well, nothing really.

slamming the door behind you. proudly running down the halls directing to the bathroom. slowly stepping in the threshold of the bathroom humming a soft sing-song.

“mr. cho?” you sweetly call, your voice echoing through the bathroom walls causing him to flinch. he doesn’t dare to respond to your calling, only stiffening up in his seat as one hand is wrapped around his cock.

“hello? mr. ch— oh.” you couldn’t help but widen your eyes as you caught him in the act. the sight weakened your knees, such a slut for your own professor. he quickly tries to hide his ‘situation’ although obviously failing.

“i— sorry, i just—“ an absolute stuttering mess, probably to the verge of fainting.

you only softly smirked at his messy state.

“why so frightened?” you tease with pride, getting on your knees between his legs as you run your hands up and down his thighs.

“don’t you think I should fix what I caused, sir?” sending him an innocent smirk, riling him up even more.

“you know we can get in a large amount of trouble if we go through with this.” hardly getting the words out of his mouth whilst you pump his erect cock with your hand.

“do you really think i’d be doing this if i didn’t think this through? oh, I thought you were a lot more clever than that, sir. I'd be more than willing to take the consequences if I'd be able to get a taste of you, sir.” you boldly say with an annoyingly wide grin on your face.

your lips hastily wrapping around the tip of his shaft, a deep groan emitting from his throat. your tongue flicking it as you glance up to his features to observe his relaxed state. how he throws back his head, closes his eyes, and leaves his mouth half-open, it only makes your panties dampen more than ever.

“shit, hurry. feels so good.”

he pulls you down deeper by the grip of your hair, making the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat making you slightly gag around him. the way he groans and gently whispers your name motivates you further. your cunt aching for any slight touch causing you to rub your thighs for some friction. his length twitches inside of your mouth, alerting you he was approaching his high.

you move your head even faster, focusing on sucking on the tip even harder, and stroking your hand on the base of his cock and the parts you can no longer fit.

“fuck, i’m gonna cum.” he says with a deep tone. his cum suddenly spurting out and into the surface of your tongue. swallowing his warm orgasm down your throat as his moans makes your eyes flutter up to his face. the way he calls your name could make you cum right there and then. you pull away your mouth from his cock with a subtle pop.

getting up to straddle his hips, immediately capturing his lips, slightly surprising him. although, he continues to devour your soft lips. hands delicately holding your waist as you grip on to his shoulders. you both just breathlessly rest your foreheads against each other in silence.

comfortable silence. quietness that kept your minds running. utter regret-filled thoughts, maybe? how do you try to disregard the fact that something so wrong felt so right? how can such a toxic misdeed feel like absolute heaven? but aren’t you always addicted to what’s so wrong?

tagging: @jeonselca @edgysewerrat

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[gurlbesimpin]

Please, Sang Woo being a teacher who falls in love with his student 🙏🏻

Wrong or right? <sangwoo x female reader>

Warnings: teacher's pet, slight smut, fluff, daddy kink, oral sex, handjob, public sex, unprotected sex

(I'll make a male version if requested ;))

prof.sangwoo was your biology and chemistry teacher. Great... the two subjects you suck in... in those subjects you have a hot teacher. Perfect. Every day he showed up in a gray suit dress all fancy. Did he seriously expect nobody would find him hot? you couldn't help it.. you could only imagine him kissing you, treating you like a princess. He may seem cold, but he seems like the kind of guy who is extremely sweet to his sweetheart. Maybe even the kind of guy to-

"y/n?! are you listening?" Your eyes sprung open.

"uhh yes prof.sangwoo" "then rehearse what I just said." he stated. You were silent. "my office 5pm" he said whilst letting out a loud sigh.

"Anyway. Can anyone repeat what I said?" he asked the class. Nobody could fulfill his requests. "the damn periodic table! did anyone listen?" he asked. Wait... the periodic table? *you raise your hand* "y/n" he said nearly giving up completely.

"the periodic table in a list of all the elements such as water, gas etc" you said confidently. "yes. godamn it!" he said. "is y/n the only person who knows anything?" he asked.

After handing out sheets to work on, he came up to you. "good job earlier. All these 19 year old are useless... seriously." he said whilst rubbing your shoulder a bit. he was about to leave but "prof.sangwoo?" you asked. He came back towards you. Now he was directly in front of you leaning over the table. "yes y/n?" he asked with a smile. He stared deep into your eyes. "thank you... nobody ever compliments me..." you said in a shy tone.

"fuck why is y/n so damn sweet and... good looking?"

he thought. "you're welcome y/n. I've been seeing you getting distracted a lot lately. As I stated, i'd like to talk to you around 5 pm in my office alright?" you nodded. *bell ring*

"is it already 12.15?" sangwoo looked at his clock. indeed it was already 12.15. "well then.. see you tomorrow" he said. They still had three hours of school left. Two of them being math and one PE.

Sangwoo walked over to the chalkboard and started to clean it before turning around slightly and seeing y/n leave.

"fuck.. i love y/n.. why is she so sweet... i can't no... no. forget it"

he whispered to himself. Before taking off his glasses and aqusting his black hair.

On your way to his office

Walking through the long halls of your school alone was quite intimidating. When you looked out one of the large windows. There he was.... prof.sangwoo smoking a cigarette.

"damn he looks so" your thoughts were cut short before he saw you. He stared at you for a seconds before gesturing you to come outside. shit. You walking down the hall a little more until you arrived at the door and pushed it open. "come here y/n" he shouted. You walked towards him. he turned to look at you. Now you were directly next to him. "i..is anything wrong sir?" you asked. "no. maybe it's nicer talking outside." he said. He looked over at you for a brief second. He took a deep breath acting annoyed even if he isn't. "take one" he said whilst holding up his pack of cigarettes. "how do you kn-" "I saw you smoke multiple times. Just didn't say anything about it" he said with an ironic smirk. You slowly raised your hand to take a cigarette from your teacher. He looked down at you grabbing it. "smooth hands..." he thought to himself. He held over his lighter and lit your cigarette. "so.. I've been watching you for awhile. something is going on. you're so... distracted all the damn time." he said whilst taking a draw from his cigarette. "well... yes. but today I said something" you said in a shy tone. "and I appreciate that. But something has to be wrong. tell me"

He said. "I...-" you paused. He looked over at you and stared you up and down. "what are you doing?" you asked with a slight smirk.

he wrapped his arm around your back and pulled you close directly next to him. "tell me what's going on" you blushed and he saw that. "you answer me" you replied. He just looked back at you with a shocked expression. "excuse me?" he said. "yeah. please answer." you said while resting your hand on his thigh. He fake coughed as if nothing was going on. He threw his cigarette on the ground and extinguished it with his foot. He then proceeded to lay his hand on yours. his other hand still on your shoulder. "come with me" he said before removing his hands from you. However, you didn't walk towards the school. No. But towards the parking lot until you arrived at his car. It was a black hyundai. He opened the back door for you. you got in and scooted over. He got in at front and buckled up. "where do you live?" he asked. "what?" "I'm taking you home. I won't let you walk home in these freezing temperatures." he said. "i'd much rather stay in here for a minute." you replied. he turned around and looked at you.

Then smiled. "fine" he said before turning back away from you. You sighed. "should i be honest?" you asked him. You heard him chuckle a bit. "no need anymore. i know whats going on." You were confused.

"what do you mean sir?" you asked.

"don't play dumb. i hate that. i know you like me" he said with a mirk you could see in the review mirror. "uh.. what?" you asked. He was right but you were still confused.

"i just wanted to see if you'd admit it. I knew this for a while. you keep staring at me, act extremely shy around me but are full of personality towards anyone else. And your action earlier...-" "i...I'm sorry sir" you interrupted. "first off, don'T interrupt me" he said with another smirk.

You nodded.

"second off, don't apologize." He said before crawling over to you in the back. Now he sat there directly next to you. He put his hand on your shoulder then leaned in and whispered into your ear: "I'm not mad. why would i be? i appreciate it lovely" he said brushing some hair out of your face. You couldn't take it anymore. You just turned towards him and pulled him in for a kiss. He didn't fend it off. The two of you shared a heartwarming kiss. He slowly put his hands on your chest unbuttoning your shirt. "tell me to stop if you like" he whispered into your mouth. "no" you replied. He continued before he slowly took your shirt off. You did the same slowly taking off his jacket and then unbuttoning his shirt. "I'll keep you my dirty little secret" he whispered.

(lol if you had an emo phase you know what song I'm hinting at)

You nodded slightly before he continued to move down your neck scattering kisses across it. You moaned quietly. He liked that. you could tell. after a few seconds you were both topless facing each other. He moved back a little helping you lie down in front of him. You were only wearing shorts and underwear now. He was still wearing his jeans but you could see his raging boner. This turned you on like crazy. He moved his hands across your chest before moving down to unbutton your shorts, then pulling them down with your underwear.

Now you were completely nude in front of him. He smirked at the sight. He moved his hand towards your thighs and slowly opened them. He slowly leaned in and scattered kisses across your thighs before moving up towards your pussy. He paused to look up at you smiling wide. he responded with a grin before sinking his tongue into your core. You instinctively moved your hips up and gripped his hair while moaning his name. You them became silent. Embarrassed of you actions. "don't feel embarrassed. I want to hear your pretty moans" he said against your thigh before diving back in. Your grip on his scalp and hair became stronger and you moaned again.

"fuck... come here" you whined. You wanted him now.

"damn she's a real freak... iv'e been waiting years for this" he thought. He slowly crawled on top of you and kissed your lips. You moved your hand across his bare chest, then towards his hard dick. It was clearly visible through his jeans. you started to rub it and your action were rewarded with a deep groan from him. "fuck... y/n" he moaned into your ear. "please prof.sangwoo, fuck me" you whispered. He groaned at the request. He removed your hand from his dick so he could take his pants and boxers off. He unbuckled his belt and kicked his jeans off. Now his large erection was visible to you. "fuck...." you whispered. He chuckled. He leaned directly over you and lined himself up with your entrance. "ready?" he asked in a wicked tone. His eyes full of sin and lust. You nodded. "please" you whined. He obliged and slowly entered you. You wrapped your arms around his back and moaned loudly. So did he "fuck... y/n your so tight.." he moaned. He kept a steady and slow pace in the beginning. "p..please harder" you whined. he didn't speed up but trusted harder just as requested. "fuck" you moaned into his shoulder. You looked at his face. He had a droopy smile and lustful eyes staring into your soul whilst fucking you. "fuck..." he whined quietly. he moved one of his hands towards your clit and started massaging it. Sending you into a spiral of pleasure. He knew you won't last long anymore. And he was damn right. After about a minute you whined: "i..i'm coming"

He smiled at that as he continued to fuck you. A few seconds later, and his thrust getting sloppier, you felt yourself reaching your orgasm. You cried out and moaned his name out loud. He groaned at this. He fucked you through your orgasm before pulling out. You looked confused but as he sat down next to you, he gestured you to come over. You sat up and laid down on your stomach facing his dick.

You looked up before taking in the tip. His head fell back and he let out a groan. His hand moved up your back and then laid on your head before gripping your hair and forcing you down. You nearly choked but managed not to. He moved your head up and down his cock slowly. You could feel his dick twitch a little. after only a minute or two he removed his hand from your scalp and let you take control. And you did. In a slow pace you moved up and down his cock. Shortly after his instincts kick in and he involuntarily starts thrusting.

"fuck..i'm-" he can't finish his words before he takes a deep breath and becomes a groaning and moaning mess and he lets out his warm load in your mouth. after his orgasm, you remove yourself from him and he lifts up your chin. You swallow. He smirks. "good girl" he says before putting his clothes back on and handing you your clothes. "now seriously. where do you live? time for you to go home"

He says giving you a slight kiss on the cheek.

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[pascalsummers]

Paralyzed (Bucky x Male Reader)

Summary: You tend to freeze around your crush a lot. Maybe a song will help

A/N: This is my first post on here! I hope you enjoy it! Also the song used is called Paralyzed by Big Time Rush.

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Having your crush think you hate them was the biggest mistake of your life. You didn't mean for it to end up this way but life had a way of messing with you. It all started the first day you meet Bucky. You were sitting in the living room scrolling through your phone when he walked in. You heard about the man from Steve and the rest of the Avengers. You were an Avenger yourself but a more "Call me if you need me." member. So you never actually saw how he looked. "Oh, you must be Y/N? I'm Bucky." He said causing you to turn around to him staring at you. The moment your eyes meet you instantly fell in love with him. This is why you stared at him wide-eyed before speed walking out of the room. Sadly you had the unfortunate tendency to get paralyzed every time you saw a crush of yours. Meaning you never actually talked to any of them. You tried to talk to Bucky but every time he looked at you your confidence fell to the floor and you quickly left the scene. It didn't take long for the rest of the Avengers to see you in action. It confused all of them to see you avoid Bucky like the plague especially Steve. This is why you were being seated in the conference room with Steve and Tony at the moment. "I already told you guys I don't hate Bucky!" You exclaimed leaning back in your chair. You were always asked the same question and it irritated you. Of course, you can't blame them since you never gave them a straight answer. "You say you don't hate him. But leaving the room the moment he walks in doesn't say much else. You see the problem here?" Tony said waving his hand around the room emphasizing why you were dragged in here in the first place. "Bucky's a good man Y/N. I know his past isn't the greatest but he's trying to make up for it. You don't have to be friends with him just... give him a chance okay?" Steve pleaded, giving you a small smile though you could see the hurt in his eyes. Steve was probably the most hurt by your actions since he and Bucky go way back. You opened your mouth to say something but decided against it. Instead, you mumbled a small okay before walking out of the room and heading straight to yours. Though you weren't at the tower a lot they still wanted you to have a room letting you know you were always welcomed. As you turned the corner you found yourself bumping into someone. "Sorry, my-" You started before you looked up and saw you bumped into none other than Bucky himself. You immediately looked at the ground avoiding his gaze. "Sorry." You said quickly before speed walking away from him.                                                             + + + + Bucky watched as you walked down the hall, your form slowly getting smaller before disappearing completely. He let out a heavy sigh as he turned his head back to where you were standing. Bucky was used to people avoid him considering his past. Though watching you do it hurt him more than it should have. Though that was probably because he had a small crush on you. He continued walking down the hall finding the conference room door wide open. Walking closer he could make out the voice of Tony and Steve who seemed to be talking about you. "I think he's scared of me," Bucky said leaning against the doorway catching the attention of Steve and Tony. Steve let out a small sigh. "Could be. I'm sorry Buck." Bucky waved him off. "It's not your fault. I'm... used to it. even if it's from an Avenger." He said trying not to sound as hurt as he felt.                                                             + + + + After locking yourself in your room you fell onto your bed, letting out a long groan. You knew you had to tell Bucky sooner or later. With your other crushes you usually never saw them the next school year and could forget they ever existed. But Bucky? you couldn't forget him you didn't want to forget him. So with that, you dragged yourself to your desk and began writing. You were a singer in a band before you joined the Avengers. The team would always want to hear you sing whenever it was brought up but you were too shy to do it. Whenever you got a crush you always wrote a song about them and kept it in a binder in your house. You never performed those or your other original songs cause of nerves. This week though all of that would change. It didn't take you long to write the song which surprised you. "Okay, now to show the band." You said to yourself as you grabbed your bag and stuffed the papers in. You opened your door and did a quick peek outside seeing if Bucky was coming down the hall. Once the coast looked clear you stepped into the hallway and made a beeline to the elevator. Finding your bandmates was also a walk in the park. Since all of them were roommates anyway and never left home. You showed them the song and they were ecstatic to perform it. So that week while you were out of the tower you and your bandmates worked on the song till it was perfect. Now the only hard part was performing it.                                                             + + + + It was about a month after the talk with Tony and Steve and things were... progressing between you and Bucky. Now you could be in the room with him for at most two minutes before running away! The team didn't like how short the time was but it was some progress. The Avengers were in the living room talking amongst themselves when you barged into the room catching everyone's attention. "You okay Y/N?" Natasha asked still moving the bowl of popcorn out of Clint's reach. You took a deep breath and collected yourself. "My band is having a show tonight and I want you all to come and watch me!" You said as fast as you could before your confidence ran out. The room fell silent for a minute before everyone started cheering. It surprised you how eager they were to hear you sing. With that, you told them all to get dressed and gave them the location before leaving the room. You mentally high-fived yourself for getting this far. Now all you had to do was sing the song and confess to your crush at the same time.                                                             + + + + "Dude you are shaking more than usual." Brett, your guitarist, said while he messed around with his instrument. Brett and you have been friends ever since you were kids so he knew what was up when you gave them the song. You took a deep breath while fiddling with the mic in your hand. "I have so many first happening today. My first time singing a song in front of the avengers, my first time performing an original song, my first time telling a crush I like them? It's... a lot to handle at once." You admitted feeling a little bit better after getting it off your chest. Brett gives you a kind smile. "Y/N your gonna do great. Just remember to breathe and know that I will always have your back. Okay?" You smiled at his kind words feeling yourself relax more. You were going to say something else but a voice signaling your band to come on stage stopped you. "Well, no turning back now." You joked as you took one final breath before walking onto the stage. Immediately you see the Avengers all seated at a table closest to the stage all wearing a suit or a dress. Seeing Bucky in a black suit with his hair tied back almost made you faint on the spot but you had a job to do. After the clapping died down you cleared your throat and began your little speech before the show. "Hey everyone it's good to be back! So today is a special occasion not only because we have earth's greatest defenders here with us tonight but we're also performing our first original song!" The amount of clapping and wooing you heard was almost deafening. Though you didn't know if they were clapping about the song or the people. "The lyrics are pretty self-explanatory so I won't bore you with the meaning. Without further ado here's our song Paralyzed!" With that, you signaled to your band to begin playing the song. As the song began to play you took one last breath and closed your eyes feeling the music flow through you. It was now or never.                                                             + + + + To say the Avengers were excited to hear you would be an understatement. They were practically bouncing in their seats like little kids waiting to hear you sing. Well except for Bucky who tried to keep a neutral look but anyone could see he didn't want to be there. Before they left he told Steve that you probably didn't want him to come but invited him anyway to be nice. Steve could see the look on Bucky's face and tried to reassure him. "Come on Buck. We're here now aren't we? Might as well enjoy it right?" He reasoned giving Bucky a small smile. Bucky rolled his eyes in response but tried to get comfortable. Though he thought you hated him, he did want to hear your voice. Even if it would never be directed towards him. You, you walked into the room On a Friday afternoon That's when I saw you for the first time And I was paralyzed The moment those words left your mouth the Avengers were surprised by how good you sounded. Though Bucky furrowed his brows as he thought about the first time he met you. "Could he? No that can't be it." Bucky reasoned with himself trying to focus on your voice instead of the lyrics. I had a million things to say But none of them came out that day 'Cause I was never one of those guys That always had the best lies Bucky once again thought about the first time you too met and how the lyrics seemed to fit. Though he once again wrote it off as a really weird coincidence. Right? I try to speak, but boy you got me tongue-tied I try to breathe but I'm f-f-f-frozen inside I try to move but I'm stuck in my shoes You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed

I see you walking, but all you do is pass me by Can't even talk, cause words don't come into my mind I'd make a move if I had the guts to But I'm paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed As you sang those lyrics the Avengers started to piece things together. They went wide-eyed when the realization hit them. It was a love song. A love song about Bucky. Now I learned a lot from my mistake Never let a good thing slip away I've had a lot of time to look back And my only regret is Not telling you what I was going through But you didn't even know that "I think this is about you, Buck," Steve whispered during the second chorus, playfully jabbing his friend in the side. Bucky barely registered Steve's voice as his mind tried to wrap around the fact that you didn't hate him. In fact, it was the total opposite. As the years go by I think about you all the time, whoa If I get the chance I hope I won't be paralyzed, paralyzed by you Bucky watched as you closed your eyes, finally feeling all your confidence return with a vengeance. When you opened your eyes your E/C ones were staring into his blue ones. You walked into the room On a Friday afternoon Bucky couldn't help the smile that crept onto his lips as he watched you. The rest of the Avengers spent the time looking between you and Bucky still shocked by the love confession. "I think it's safe to say no one was expecting this?" Clint whispered to the team who all just slowly nodded in agreement. When the song ended there was silence for a small moment before the crowd went wild. Bucky watched you breathing heavily, your eyes still trained on his. Without much thought, Bucky got up from his seat and walked to the stage causing the room to fall silent. Bucky could see the worry in your eyes as he got close to you. Though it only lasted for a small moment before the man pressed his lips to yours. The crowd once again went crazy including the Avengers who were more than happy to see the two of you together. "I thought you hated me." Bucky breathed out as he rested his forehead on yours. You chuckled slightly still trying to catch your breath from the song and the kiss. "I don't hate you Bucky. I'm just an idiot." "Well, you are my idiot now doll." He said before pressing his lips to yours again.

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[americancowgirl19]

My Home

Summary: You’ve loved Newt since you were both in school. He’s loved you back as well and will continue to love you even when you return from the war different.

Warnings: fluff, angst, ptsd

Reader: Male Slytherin Reader

Pairings: Newt Scamander x Male Reader

Word Count: 3,812

A/n: Enjoy

Masterlist

You had ambitions when you were growing up. You wanted to be important, you wanted to be rich. You wanted to capture the attention of every room you walked into. You didn’t want to spend the rest of your life living in the slums you had grown up in.

When you got your letter for Hogwarts you became excited. You were sorted into Slytherin, which didn’t surprise anybody who knew you.

You were as smart as you were ambitious. You knew if you were to have the life you envisioned then you had to do well in school. As your classmates tried out for Quidditch, you were studying Charms. As others went on dates, you were in the library.

You had a few friends but mainly kept to yourself. The last thing you wanted was to get attached to anybody and have them get in the way of your grand plan. But life hardly ever works out the way you want it.

Your friends had convinced you to take a day off from your studies to swim in the Black Lake. It was a beautiful day and you agreed. When your group was within rage, they hooted and hollered as they raced for the water. You smirk, rolling your eyes as they dove into the lake leaving you with the towels and shirts.

You moved closer to the water and tossed what you were carrying on the ground. Movement to your left, by the trees that were near the water, gained your attention. You saw two students sitting in the shade. You could barely make out their uniforms but noted that one was a Slytherin while the other was a Hufflepuff. An odd friendship but one that didn’t bother you like it bothered some of your other housemates. 

You found yourself observing him them for longer than you intended. The girl merely spared your friend group a glance before looking back to what she was doing. The boy, however, was staring. It took you a moment to realize his gaze was toward your direction. When you realized this, a cocky smirk came to your lips.

Your fingers grabbed the the edges of your shirt. You pulled it off, stretching your muscles dramatically. You didn’t have the best body, especially compared to some of your friends, but as long as he was looking why not give him something to look at?

When your eyes went back to him, he was looking away. It disappointed you but you shrugged it off and joined your friends in the lake. You periodically glanced towards the two under the tree. The last time you looked, they were gone.

The next time you saw the boy under the tree was about a month later in the library. You were looking for a book when you stumbled into him as you went down another row. He was sitting at one of the tables. His head was in his notes and his eyebrows were frowned.

You found yourself staring at him again. He was so focused on what he was doing he didn’t even notice. Your eyes looked over his freckles, his blonde hair and his pale skin.

Unable to help yourself, you take a seat near him. He glances at you before looking down at his book. You bite back a smirk when his eyes quickly return to you. Then it becomes evident that he’s trying not to look at you.

You’re just about to get the courage to talk to him when his Slytherin friend comes around the corner. You inwardly curse yourself for taking too long but at least you heard her say his name.

Newt.

Once you had his name, it wasn’t hard for you to find out quite a bit about him. Apparently Newt was infamously known around Hogwarts for his love of magical creatures and his close friendship with Leta Lestrange. He was a few years younger than you but it didn’t bother you. You wanted to know him.

Getting him to talk to you was almost as difficult as it was for you to get him to be comfortable around you. It took you months to get him to be relaxed in your company. Took you a little longer for him to prefer your company to Leta’s. 

You weren’t a big fan of Leta. She was selfish and wanted Newt to herself. You knew there was a part of her that cared for Newt but her ambition matched yours and not in a good way.

You hated that Newt was obviously in love with her when he should be in love with you. Newt had your attention the second you saw him by the lake. You wanted him and you were hoping to gain his favor but wasn’t expecting it to be this hard. However, anything worth having is worth working for. 

Although, there has always been a little doubt that you’d never get Newt to look at you the way he stares at Leta. It was barely a decade into the 20th century. Same sex couples weren’t exactly welcome, even in the wizarding world. You didn’t let that stop you from trying.

“These are bowtukles?” You asked, grinning a bit bashfully when Newt was giving you his adorable amused look.

“Bowtruckle,” Newt corrected you. You continue to stare at his face even when he looks away. 

“Bowtruckle,” You whisper, grinning when you see his cheeks redden. The reaction gives you hope that just maybe he’s into you.

“They erm... They eat insects and um... they’re shy,” Newt mumbles, avoiding your gaze as he explains what he knows about the creature crawling in your hand.

“No wonder they like you so much,” You tell him. “You’re one and the same,” Newt looks at you sheepishly. “You’re both shy but I don’t think you eat insects, at least I’ve never seen you eat them,”

“Heh, no,” Newt shakes his head, fiddling with his fingers. 

“But you’re both adorable,” You blurt. This time, it’s you avoiding eye contact. You clear your throat and shift a bit awkwardly. You were smart, you were ambitious, but for the love of Merlin you could hardly flirt.

But like many things, even if you weren’t good at something it didn’t stop you from doing it. You were a bad singer but you still sang if it cheered Newt up when he was feeling down. You were horrible with creatures but you tried because Newt would always light up when he got to teach you something. You weren’t the greatest at romance but you still tried to woo Newt.

In your eyes, you were hardly making progress but Newt saw things differently. He may have been infatuated with Leta before he knew you but then you were the one capturing his attention. He looked forward to being around you. He wasn’t so anxious with you. If he was, it was a good anxious.

It wouldn’t be until your last year, his 5th year, did you finally get the courage to do something about your feelings for him.

You took him to Hogsmeade. It didn’t occur to Newt that this was a date until the end of the night. The whole time he thought the two of you were just hanging out and that you were being overly flirtatious.

Then you kissed him.

He was talking as you two were walking back to Hogwarts. A nervous ramble. One you would normally listen to but there was something else on your mind. 

There was no-one around. He was being his adorable self and all you wanted to do was plant one on his lips. So, you did.

It was a quick peck. You pulled back just as quick as you moved in. It was enough, however, to gain his attention. You both stopped walking and he turned to you in a sort of daze. You gnawed on your lower lip and watched his expression carefully.

His face was completely red and he was looking everywhere else. You would have been scared he didn’t like it if it wasn’t for the smile threatening to rip his face in two.

You did a quick glance around to see if anybody was around before turning back to Newt when you were reassured the two of you were still alone. Slowly, you wrapped your hand around the back of his neck. His eyes snap back toward you. You steps closer to him.

“Tell me to stop,” You whispers, gently pressing your forehead on his. When he remains silent, you connect your lips on his once again. This time you go slowly. You smirk just a bit when his hands grab your jacket. You pull him closer, resting your other hand on his hip.

Technically, you two never became official but he was yours and you were his. Leta was the only one who knew about your relationship and you had not so kindly threatened her to keep it quiet. You weren’t about to allow her to use your relationship with Newt for her own gain. As much as you wished she would just stay away you knew you wouldn’t be able to get rid of her because Newt still cared about her.

Your happiness with Newt only lasted a few months until trouble came. 

“It wasn’t your fault! Why are you taking the blame?” You growled, following Newt to the Hufflepuff common room.

“Leta doesn’t deserve to be expelled-”

“And you do?” You ask, raising your eyebrows. “Love, you had nothing to do with the accident, don’t take the blame.”

“It’s already done, there’s no taking it back,” Newt told you. “I’ll be alright,” He promises, glancing at you. “I’ll go live with mum and learn more about creatures. Maybe get a job at the ministry in a few years,” He shrugs. The two of you come to a stop just in front of the doorway. “They’re letting me keep my wand,” He mumbles looking on the bright side. You sighed, staring down at your boyfriend.

“You know, I can leave too,” You suggested. Newt’s eyes snap to yours. “I can go with you and we can go on those adventures you told me about. Discover some creature together,” Newt shakes his head, your smile falters.

“You’re too close to graduation to leave,” Newt says. “I’ll be fine on my own for a couple of months. Graduate then come find me... if you want,” He tells you. You sigh but don’t put up a fight knowing that graduating would help your future more than if you left with Newt now.

“Fine, but don’t miss me too much, yeah?” Newt returns to his sheepish self causing you to grin. Not caring if anyone saw, you grab his chin and direct his lips to yours. “I’ll find you on the other side handsome,”

When Newt left school grounds, you confronted Leta. You made it clear that she was to stay away from Newt and yourself. When she tried to talk back, things got a little more intense. 

You hadn’t intended to send her to the medical wing, though you didn’t regret it. All you wanted was to scare her. You succeeded but also received detention for the remainder of your Hogwarts year.

When you graduated, you sought Newt out like you promised. The letters the two of you exchanged wasn’t enough, you wanted to be with him.

His mother welcomed you with open arms while his brother was more hesitant. One, he didn’t know what he thought about the two of you together, and two, he was being the protective older brother.

You stayed with the Scamander's instead of returning to your family home. Your home was on the other side of the country. Plus it was crowded because your entire family shared a little cottage. Newt’s mother allowed you to live with them because once you got a job you were able to help pay for things. You were given a separate room from Newt’s but that didn’t mean you two weren’t spending nights together.

“You should be more careful, love,” You muttered quietly as you tended to his wounded arm. One of the hippogriffs that he helped take care of had scratched up his arm.

“I’m fine,” Newt insisted. 

“I should have become a doctor,” You mused. “I have a feeling this isn’t going to be the last time I patch you up,” Newt smiles a bit. By the time you were done, his arm was as good as new. 

Being a doctor surely would have helped you with the ‘get rich’ part of your plan. But you had other ideas. You were in the process of starting your own business. It was slowly taking off and your name was beginning to spread throughout England. Both wizards and muggles were beginning to learn who you were.

However, you took a few lessons on simple medical procedures in order to help keep Newt in one piece. It paid off because as you predicted, Newt needed patching up more than once. You wouldn’t have thought that such a quiet man like him would get into so much mischief. All for the love of his creatures.

The two of you had a plan. Newt wanted to travel and do research. You wanted to travel and expand your growing business. Why not travel together? It was the perfect plan for the both of you until Archduke Franz Ferdinand was assassinated.

You and Newt were sharing a bed a week after England declared war. Neither of you were talking. You were propped up against the wall with Newt’s back against your chest. Your arm was draped across his collarbones and his hand was cradling your forearm. Your other hand traced his bare stomach while his rested on your thigh.

You were leaving in the morning for training. Newt didn’t want you to go but you couldn’t sit this out. You were going to join the army while Newt fought the war his own way with the ministry. 

“I love you, you know that?” You whisper in his ear. Your lips gently press against his head. He hums leaning back against you. You nuzzle your head in his neck and hold him tightly. 

“You’ll come back to me,” Newt states, though his voice wavers. You flip your position so that he’s on his back and you’re hovering over him.

“You’re my home, Newt Scamander,” You tell him. “I’ll always come back to you,” You promise. He lifts his head and you lowers yours. Your lips connect as your body settles between his legs. You grind your hips into his earning a quiet moan from him.

In the morning, you left with Theseus. The two of you would serve in the same company. It was nice to know you would go through this with someone you knew. He may not have liked you at first but by the time the war came around, you two were friends.

“So, Thes... Have anyone waiting for you back home?” You asked, sitting in the muddy trench with him. You two were friends but that didn’t mean you talked about everything. By the time you moved in with Newt and their mother, Theseus had already moved out. He only visited here and there.

But now, you two were together every day. You had grown closer than you were before. Though, it’s not like you had much else to do during down time than to talk with him. He was from home, he was familiar. You were in a land unfamiliar fighting against unfamiliar people.

“You wouldn’t like her,” Theseus told you. You raised your eyebrow at him. 

“I know her?” You ask, he nods. You continue to stare at him until he caves.

“Leta Lestrange,” He admits. You instantly groan. “She’s told me about you... You two have quite the history,”

“So, she can’t have Newt so she goes for the older brother,” You mutter under your breath.

“She’s not a whore,” He growls defensively. You bite back a sarcastic comment. Theseus lowers his gaze as he pulls out a picture of her. You glance at it before pulling out your own picture of Newt.

“Do you think we’ll make it out of this? Get back to them?” You ask, looking at him. Theseus meets your gaze.

“If we stick together? The Germans don’t stand a chance,” Theseus smirks. You soon begin to return the smirk.

After four years of being stuck in the mud in some other country you and Theseus finally returned home. Theseus returned to his lady love while you went to Newt. He was at the ministry when you returned. You visited him in his office.

“Wow, your own nook in the corner with a window,” You commented standing in the doorway. Newt’s head snaps up. “Hello, love,” You say, entering the room. You closed the door as he stood up and came to you.

When his arms wrapped around you you felt as if you were safe for the first time in four years. Your body sagged in against his but he held you close. You nuzzle your head into his neck seeking his comfort. 

“You’re home,” He whispers. “You came back,”

“I’ll always come back to you,” You mutter into his neck. 

When you finally pull away from him, Newt told his boss he was going home. Nobody argued with him. You both apparated back to his place. He had moved out of his mothers home a couple of years into the war but you didn’t care. All you wanted was to spend the night in his arms.

He laid on the bed with your head on his chest and your body between his legs. Your eyes stayed locked on the wall as his heart beat filled your ears. His fingers combed through your hair, lulling you to sleep.

While the little sleep you got was more than you had in four years, it wasn’t anywhere near peaceful. You may have left France but France followed you home. The bullets, the fighting, the artillery shells, the fucking smell, everything stayed with you.

You weren’t the only one suffering from the effects of the war. Your business suffered and your relationship became strained. You pushed Newt away, you pushed everyone away and fell into the bottle.

Although, no matter what you did, Newt never left. He took your mood swings, your anger, everything and stayed by your side. You didn’t deserve him.

After a couple of years of putting up with you, you finally ask Newt why he never left.

It was a rough night. You had been sleeping on the couch for a while because of bad nightmares. You didn’t want to keep Newt awake or hurt him in your thrashing. But tonight, you couldn’t get any sleep.

There was a storm raging outside. Thunder so loud the home was shaking. You were working on finishing a bottle of whiskey. When the lightning flashes and another round of thunder rolls, you flinch and let out a shaky breath.

You didn’t even realize that you were muttering to yourself. You were trying to remind yourself that you were home, in England. You were safe, not fighting in the trenches.

You didn’t even notice Newt observing you. He watched you clutch the glass of whiskey like a lifeline. He noticed you fidget. He knew you had struggled since you returned home but no matter what he did, you wouldn’t let him help you.

You were startled from your thoughts by the sound of a record playing. You look up to see Newt turning to you. You try to compose yourself. Newt had seen you at your worst, multiple times, but that didn’t mean you enjoyed showing him this side of you.

You wished you could go back to when you were both at Hogwarts, to a time before the war. You wanted to go back to when things were easy and effortless. You wanted to love Newt and give him everything he deserved not burden him.

When he held his hand out to you, you were tempted to grab a fuller bottle of whiskey and find another room to occupy. But as another round of thunder sounds, all you want to do is be in his arms. It’s the only place where you can be positive you’re safe.

You set the bottle down and take his hand. You stand and nuzzle into his neck. Your hand clings to his as your arm wraps around his back. He sways the two of you and hums in your ear.

“Why haven’t you left me?” You wonder out loud.

“I love you,” He whispers.

“I’m broken,” You tell him.

“Then I love every piece of you,” He mutters. “You’re my home as much as I’m yours,” He leans his head against yours trying to provide you as much comfort as he can. “I know I can’t take your pain and suffering away but maybe I can lessen it,” He whispers to you. “Just let me in... I can handle it. I can help carry whatever it is that’s weighing you down,”

“I don’t want to drag you down with me,” You say, starting to pull away but underestimate his strength. He holds you against him.

“I don’t care where you drag me, I just want to be with you. Let me in, please,” He begs, cupping your cheeks. “I love you and nothing will change that. I’ve stayed with you all these years because I want too and I’ll stay with you for the rest of our lives, even if you push me away. Don’t push me away anymore,”

“I’m sorry,” You whisper, pressing your head against his. “It’s just... my head’s so loud and...” You sigh. You hated talking about this but Newt deserved to have some kind of understanding. “Everything reminds me of the way... Even the fucking thunder,” You grumble.

“Then focus on me... when it gets too much,” Newt mutters.

“You hate attention,” You whisper.

“Not from you,” Newt counters. “I’ve always wanted your attention,” He tells you. You give him a small smile. “I was thinking about starting up my travels for that book I mentioned... I want you to come with me,”

“Are you sure?” You ask. “I can stay here-”

“I want you with me,” He tells you. “You can spread your business or just come along for the ride. Patch me up when I need you,” Your smile widens a bit. “IF things get too much, you can ride in my case,” You let out a small laugh.

“You still have that bloody case?” Newt blushes a bit and nods. “Alright, love... I’ll come with you,” Newt perks up and connects your lips quickly. You laugh before kissing him back. “You’re perfect, Newt Scamander, and I love you”

#newt scamander #newt x reader #newt scamander x reader #newt scamander x y/n #newt scamander x male!reader #newt x male!reader #x male!reader #x male reader #wizard #hogwarts #theseus scamander #leta lestrange #bowtruckle #war

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[vladtoly]

cho sang-woo with M!reader hc’s (fluff)? (if you take M!reader) tysm!

Yes i can absolutely do this! It has been a few years since i've written M x M and i'm a little rusty, so any criticism is welcome!

Sangwoo with a male S/O

- so i do have to say that i think Sangwoo has some internalized homophobia, he probably wouldn't admit to himself that he likes you at first

- but when he finally does admit it to himself, he would start to find ways to express it

- he's a pretty closed off man, so his actions would be pretty awkward at first, but he would be trying

- start with something simple, like asking you to go get drinks

- he would be pretty quiet at the start of the night, but as he nursed his drink and you spoke, he would get more and more comfortable

- he would start to be more comfortable with himself

- he'd watch you talking, whether it be about your day or some random topic, and he would just smile

- he would start to realize just how infatuated he was

- as the night comes to an end and the bar tender did last call, he would offer to walk you home

- this man is a gentleman okay

- you'd walk out into the early morning air, making your way to your home

- this man isn't the type to think things over too much, especially while drinking

- so though his nerves would be through the roof, he would just grab your hand, hoping you returned his feelings

-his eyes would be directed at the ground, waiting for the worst

- but when you didn't pull yours away, he would let out a relieved sigh as you continued to carelessly talk to him

- he doesn't like to admit it, but sometimes he even needs to be reassured

- and you just intertwining your fingers with his was the reassurance he needed

- when you both get to your home, there would be a silence between you, but not an uncomfortable one

- just you two taking in each other's company

- he loved your company

- he would then push his glasses up on his nose and break the silence

- "I'd like to see you again."

- as you leaned in and kissed him on the cheek, saying you would like that, Sangwoo only felt overwhelming bliss

- he had fallen hard

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↝ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: wanting to kill aomine for being aomine, being an ass during a date, kissing, using someone to make another jealous. 

↝ ᴀ/ɴ: first time writing for aomine... hope it’s alright LMAO this is a college au btw. 

The restaurant selected for your date was rated four out of five stars on the internet. It was classified as fine dining and proclaimed to be the ideal location to celebrate a special occasion or to impress a potential client. What the numerous websites did not state was that it attracted a certain type of crowd – those who did not care for the ridiculous prices attached to their small portions. 

When the hostess guided you and your date to your reserved table, the customers you slipped on past raised an eyebrow at you, easily detecting the one person who did not belong. Instead of cowering under their targeted stares, you fixed a smile onto your mouth, ignoring the crawling sensation spreading throughout your arms.

You would survive this one date – you had to. It was your fault for arguing with that idiot, and for accepting an invitation solely to further piss Daiki off. The thought of that insufferable male prompted a hallow melody to dance up your throat, though you were quick to swallow the sound.

How dare he call you undesirable? Coming from someone who lacked any notable characteristics, that was rich. An idiot. Aomine Daiki was a complete idiot.

But who was the bigger idiot here? You or him? He wasn’t the one who was on a date with someone who was probably cheating on their wife, and he wasn’t the one caught in a traditional game of unrequited love.

“Have you found something you like?” The blonde male did not bother to secure eye contact, instead his icy irises scanned the menu ahead of him. “Shall I call the waitress over?”

“I did, thank you.” There was no point in maintaining a polite smile, particularly when your date would be unaware of its existence, yet it remained plastered on your visage. They say that if you smile during uncomfortable moments, it can trick the brain into thinking you are truly happy. And if that did not work, you could always employ your secret weapon – the flask of vodka in your jacket pocket. Under the influence of alcohol, even someone as bland as your date could become interesting, or at least bearable.

“Perfect.” Bringing the booklet to a close, he gestured the waitress over with a short wave. The fluidity of the motion had you questioning how many times he had brought someone here, was this his special spot?

Or were your perceptions merely a product of your imagination?

The following thirty minutes made you realize it was the latter. There was nothing interesting about the wealthy man sat ahead of you. And you almost felt guilty accepting his invite, since he was quite serious about finding a future wife.

“As I was saying…”

Accidentally tuning out the latest story he was narrating, your attention drifted across the establishment. It was at this point that you caught visual of a pair that did not appear to belong, just like you.

Astonishment morphed into disgust when your eyes locked with his – the damn reason you were here.

“Hiii, y/n-chan!” The pink haired girl sang out the greeting, bouncing towards your table with Daiki trailing behind. Those seated around you grunted in irritation at the disturbance, but your date wore a blank expression. Though, from the twitch of his eyebrows, you assumed he was at least mildly interested in those preparing to approach him. “How funny! We were just passing by when we saw you from the windows!”

The deceitful answer was coated with a sugary tone and accompanied by a wide-eyed expression. The deadly combination seemed to have satisfied the man sat ahead of you. In fact, he seemed far too smitten with Momoi to notice the large male standing behind her. But you on the other hand, could not remove your attention from Aomine – not for a single second. Everything about the athlete had your emotions flaring.

How could he stand there so casually?

No longer entertained by the deadly glaring match you engaged him in, Aomine took in his surroundings with a quick scan of the space. It was as if he was evaluating your decision, and most likely critiquing it mentally. 

The last thing you needed was his judgement.

“Are these friends of yours?” The question implanted a wedge into your concentration, guiding your gaze back to the blonde.

Did you accidentally tune him and Momoi out? From the matching expressions painted on the pair ahead of you, it seemed you did.

“Yeah, kinda.” The qualifier was a lackluster attempt to capture the blue haired male’s attention. Surprisingly, it worked. Aomine had shot you a lazy grin in return.

“Then you are welcome to join us.”

The invitation came far too swiftly for you to successfully curtail it. Further, neither Aomine nor Momoi missed a beat, claiming the empty chairs without hesitation. When the athlete settled onto the chair beside you, he inched it closer to yours, before stretching out his spine. The sloppiness of his movements was in stark contrast with the elegant mannerisms of his best friend.

“Thank you so much!” A bright smile was flashed to display her gratitude, whereas Aomine offered an unenthusiastic “thanks.” The blonde simply nodded to acknowledge their words. But it was quite clear that so long as Momoi was present, he would bypass any other distractions. Including the large male who was practically pressed against your side.  

Typical.

Once the pair officially joined your date, the atmosphere loosened considerably. However, the change was restricted to your table. For a moment you soaked in the change with a titter threatening to spill from your lips. Watching Momoi cast a spell on the one who was once set out to woo you was amusing to say the least.

“That’s your type?” The male beside you adjusted himself after vocalizing the question. And whether he was stretching his neck or tilting his head inquisitively was unknown, but the movement brought him dangerously close to you.

Flickering your gaze to the minimal space between his head and your shoulder, you cursed yourself internally for the fluttering sensation inside of your stomach.

“So, what if it is?” A small “hmph” was tactically added to your response.

“Never pictured you being into an old rich guy. Does he know you hate places like these?” The basketball player remained slouched in his seat for a few more seconds before settling into a comfortable position. 

Was he serious right now? 

“Shut up and keep your voice down.” The demands were whispered in a stern tone, but you doubted it would work. 

Unsurprisingly, he returned your hiss with short-lived laughter.

From the opposite side of the table, your date’s attention briefly returned to you – a natural reaction to the vigorous sound. He was seconds from becoming more aware of the scenario unfolding around him, but Momoi was prompt in eliminating his concentration.

“Oh, tell me what I should get!” A menu was then placed before him, to remove you from his line of sight. The artificial behaviour did not catch you off guard, you knew the two of them were scheming – a fact confirmed by the startled expression she exchanged with Aomine prior to opening the menu.

“I don’t know what you’re up to but stop it.” Exhaling a sigh, you propped an elbow onto the table before resting your cheek against your palm. 

But did you really want them to stop? Not really. This was the most enjoyment you had since you arrived. Not that you would let him know that.

“What we’re up to?” He echoed with a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “What about you? What are you doing here, y/n? Are you here to prove you’re desirable?”

His words visibly stunned you at first.  

Aomine knew exactly how to push your buttons, and his style of teasing was ridiculously potent. To refrain from acting on your urge to attack him physically, you curled your fingers in and grinded your teeth together.

“Aomine. You ass-”

Your lips were about to complete the curse when he connected his mouth with yours. It did not require much to close the distance due to the limited spacing that existed in the first place. Inside of your chest a parade had commenced, one that matched the metaphorical fireworks that accompanied the kiss. 

You knew it was wrong. Your date was sat right ahead of you, albeit hidden behind the remarkably large menu. Yet, you enjoyed it. 

When you instinctively tried to push away, he placed a hand at the back of your neck, keeping you in place. With each passing second your resolve melted until it no longer remained. A minute felt like an eternity, and when Aomine settled back in his seat, a flustered groan vibrated inside of your throat.

“Oi. Satsuki. Let’s go. I want a burger.” After tending to the crick in his neck, the athlete raised from the chair, purposefully ignoring the bewildered expression being presented up at him.

On cue, Momoi slapped the menu shut and stood up. “Okay! So sorry for disturbing you two. We’ll be on our way now.”

Your narrowed gaze slowly travelled from Aomine to the pink haired girl, who dipped an eyelid into a wink at you.

What the hell.

You could barely comprehend what occurred and watching them leave only increased your bemusement. Across the table, your date questioned if you were alright. Pressing your palms against your face, you shook your head with another groan. 

No, you were not alright. 

You were in love with the Aomine Daiki, the biggest idiot to exist. 

Which meant you... would never be “alright.” 

Taglist: @newfriendjen @yourstarvic @bloody-bella @seijurosempress​ @haikyuusimp91 @chaichai-the-weeb [only tagging those who I know watch KnB lmao] 

#aomine x you #aomine x reader #aomine x y/n #aomine scenario #knb x reader

[defectivevillain]

a shaky alliance

pairing: sang-woo x reader

reader’s pronouns: he/him

author’s note: i just love sang-woo. he’s such a complex and well-written character. anyways

Sang-woo wasn’t quite sure what to think of you.

You weren’t like the others, that was for sure. He saw that right away. From the moment you caught his eye, he knew that you wouldn’t be as malleable as the others. You wouldn’t fall for his manipulations like the others. 

He wasn’t quite sure if that was a good or bad thing yet.

Sighing to himself, he watched as you walked next to Sae-byeok, a soft smile on your face as you listened to what she was saying. You were rather sociable, considering that you were in a high stakes game with your life on the line. Sang-woo wasn’t quite sure what to think of that.

He watched as you finished your conversation with Sae-byeok and sat down on your bunk. You were at the very bottom of the stack of bunks, and you looked around calmly. After watching you from a far for a few minutes, he came to a decision.

Sang-woo walked over to you, hand grasping the rail of the bunk above you. Your head was turned down, but he was sure that you had sensed his presence. You cracked your knuckles.  He gritted his teeth, annoyance surging through him. You didn't even deem him worthy of your attention?

“Hello,” you remarked, cracking your knuckles. Your hair covered your face, and thus Sang-woo couldn’t deduce what you were thinking.

“Hello,” he replied cautiously, glancing around to make sure no one was listening in on your conversation. The two of you weren’t exactly talking about anything important, yet he still felt vulnerable, for some reason. 

“What do you need?” you snapped. He raised an eyebrow at that, but carried on as if nothing had happened.

“Nothing,” Sang-woo answered smoothly. “Why?”

“Well, I would assume you need something,” you reasoned, hands clenching and unclenching in your lap. You looked up to him, and his breath was caught in his throat. You were a hell of a lot more handsome up close.  “You wouldn't have come over here otherwise.”

“How can you be sure?”

“You don’t seem the type to engage in small talk,” you analyzed. Sang-woo huffed in amusement, thinking about how to proceed. It was clear that you saw right through him. Normally, he would pretend to care about the insignificances of someone’s life, then slowly work his way into a sort of duo with them. You, though? He could just tell you what he wanted.

“Do you want to work together?” he spit out, stifling his pride. You looked surprised that he had asked, and he grinned inwardly at that. You squinted for a second, gaze flitting around the room. He wasn’t worried, though. You and him both knew that he was the best partner you would hope to get.

“Yeah, sure,” you eventually replied, getting up from your bunk to stand in front of him. You were shorter than him, he noted with a smirk. 

You extended your hand hesitantly, and he clasped your hand firmly, satisfied with the way you flinched at his grip. You shook his hand for a second, before your hand fell down to your side. Sang-woo took one final look at you and turned on his heel, walking away. He felt your gaze burning on his back, but he pretended not to notice. He sat back down near Gi-Hun and Ali, ignoring their pestering and going back to his own thoughts.

You both knew that your alliance was flimsy at best, and that the pair of you would break apart the second that one deemed the other as useless. You both knew.

And yet, Sang-woo found himself looking forward to the time he would spend with you.

#squid game #sang woo #sang woo x reader #sang woo x male reader #squid games #x reader #x male reader #idk what else to tag this #anyways #sae byeok #squid game x reader #male reader #cho sang-woo #cho sang-woo x reader #sang-woo x reader

[umbrellafics]

Y’all ever notice how to win Squid Game you must pass six games. It’s never really specified that only one person can win.

*SQUID GAME SPOILERS AHEAD*

So like what if Sae-Byeok didn’t die and there’s four players remaining (Gi-Hun, Sang-Woo, Sae-Byeok, and the Reader) so they split into two groups of two (groups are split however you want) and whatever team wins gets the money

That way it’s a kinda happy ending (or not you get to decide) where there’s two winners instead of one

#squid game #squid game x reader #gi hun squid game #sang woo #cho sang woo #gi hun #gi hun x reader #sang woo x reader #sang woo squid game #sae byeok squid game #sae byeok #sae byeok x reader #female reader #male reader #gender neutral reader