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gottaluvharry · 8 months

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carlos sainz jr x pregnant!reader

summary: your son has a few questions about why his little sister is in your belly, and carlos is happy to explain

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Lazy mornings with your little family were your favorite. You smiled to yourself as you woke to the hushed whispers of your husband and your son. As you turn to face the other side of the bed, you’re met with 2 pairs of brown puppy dog eyes and 2 identical smiles.

“Buenos dias, mama!” good morning mom your son screeched, proud of himself for using Spanish. “Buenos dias baby” you say through a smile. He latches on to your neck and you feel Carlos’ hand rubbing patterns on your stomach. “Morning hermosa” beautiful he says going in for a kiss. “How is little girl?” he asks. “Sleeping I think. She must be tired after all the kicking she did last night” you groan, recalling the many hours you were woken due to the relentless kicking in your stomach. “lo lamento, se amable con mami” i’m sorry, be nice to mommy he says leaning to talk to his unborn daughter. You just laugh and shake your head at the pout he has on his face, guiding him up by his chin to give him another kiss.

“Papa,” your little boy starts, breaking you and Carlos apart. “How did baby get in mommy’s belly?” he asks as he puts his hand over Carlos’ on your stomach. “Well hijo” son Carlos starts. “Me and mommy love each other, and we made your sister together because we love each other” he says, hoping it’s enough to settle your sons curiosity. “Like when you and mommy make pancakes together?” he asks, now moving to sit in his fathers lap. “No, not like when we make pancakes” he laughs. “He is just made out of love, baby. When 2 people love each other so much and want a little baby like you, they will make one. That’s all I can tell you” he says, avoiding a heavier subject. “But mommy, did it hurt when baby went in your tummy?” he now turns to you with fear in his eyes over the thought of you hurting. “No buddy it didn’t hurt” you assure him, ruffling his hair; but you don’t miss the smirk Carlos sends your way remembering the night in question. “So why does baby stay in mommy’s belly for so long?” he asks, now turning to look at Carlos for the answer. “That’s just where they grow buddy. Babies need lots of space to grow and the only place there is enough room is in a mommy’s tummy” he responds. “Oh” he hums, taking in all the information he’s learning. “But how does baby come out?” he goes on, his eyes lighting up when he gets another question. “When he is ready to come out me and Mommy will go to the hospital and the doctors will help her come out” Carlos answers. “But does it hurt?” your son asks, once again scared of you being hurt. “Only a little bit” you say, “but it is worth it because then we get to hold your little sister”.

As your son continues asking questions and Carlos continues tracing patterns across your stomach, you can’t help but smile at the little life you’ve created. Who knew one bed could hold so much love on a random morning.

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hope you guys enjoyed this short little blurb:) sorry it’s been so long since i’ve posted, there was a lot going on and then i started school but in honor of Carlos’ birthday AND pole today i figured i’d post something!! might clear my drafts out and post some more in the next week or so<3

also my inbox is open, so request anything if you have any ideas! or if you just want to talk to someone, feel free!

okay last thing, thank you all for the support, it’s so special to me to have people with the same interests reading and liking my work, i want to give you all hugs<333

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zwhoreo · 8 months

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thoughts on headcanons on how luffy would be with a shy gf / trying to bring the girl he likes out of her shell / not be nervous around him???? i like to envision him being the initiator sometimes simply bc i myself am so ridiculously reserved… the idea of him and his partner balancing each other out / teaching each other to be more outgoing and free spirited vs less rambunctious and reckless…. it makes me v happy ALSO i hope its ok to send another ask so soon, i love ur work !!! @ v @ ;;; no rush or pressure to answer !! :’’>

hana!!! tysm for all the support, i rly appreciate it, I’m so glad you like my writing :’) you can send as many asks as you want!! i’m pretty busy with work/school prep rn so requests are taking me some time, but yess please never hesitate to submit one if you have an idea <333

coming out of your shell - luffy x f!reader headcanons

fluff

summary in request, how your dynamic might work with luffy if you’re a bit more reserved, how he helps you come out of your shell, and the kind of balance you two give each other in your relationship

words: ~750

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You love Luffy an indescribable amount, and somehow he loves you back tenfold.

This boy loves you so much that he rarely wants to be without you, sticking to you always, pulling you along with him everywhere, talking loudly in your face because he’s excited by the closeness

you’re intimidated by that love so much, you were a bit shy and didn’t know what to say

But god, there’s something about him that just changes you, makes you feel fuzzy on the inside. He calms you. You become comfortable around him so fast, eager to be in his arms

But sometimes it’s too much, his loudness. You’re trying to relax, have a break from the outside world, but here’s Luffy wriggling on top of you, so full of an energy you can’t believe, it’s all too endless.

“Hi, Lu…” you murmur softly in his mouth as he kisses you for the hundredth time.

At first it was hard, he’s so unlike you, he’s unlike anyone, really, that you’d ever met

You hadn’t imagined yourself ending up with this kind of intense extrovert

But Luffy knows you like quiet sometimes, and when you’re feeling tired and want some time to yourself, but if he really wants to hang out, you can say, “hey Lu, wanna take a nap?”

He’ll be so excited to come cuddle on top of you while you read or look out the window, going to sleep quickly, letting you soak in the comforting warmth of his body in stillness

Luffy is attached to you. If he goes somewhere, more often than not you’re along for the ride.

He squeezes your hand, his own so sweaty with excitement, running and dragging you along with him, wanting so badly for you to be as excited as he is.

He talks to people on the street, bouncing on his feet, voice loud and overflowing. You cringe at his boldness, many times, you can’t imagine acting like that.

But he’ll motion you over, and gush about how his new friend HAS to meet his beautiful and perfect and fun girlfriend, he’ll hug you and he’ll want you to talk to his friend and when your voice is small he pats your back and pulls you a little closer, he wants you to make lots of friends, just like he does, because it makes him happy and he wants you to be happy, too

And when you start to conversate, when your smile comes, he grins so proudly and afterwards he’ll reward you with a big, sloppy kiss

Because even though the concept of shyness greatly confuses him, he knows these types of things are big for you

When he wants you to speak, he’ll look at you, turning his head over his shoulder and making a small, giddy sound.

He’ll squeeze your hand which of course he’s still holding, he wants to remind you that you’re safe

But you can balance him out, too. If he comes up to someone who you know doesn’t want to talk, if he’s bothering them and it’s clear on their face but Luffy doesn’t know, then you’ll gently pull him away into a hug and whisper, “hey, looks like they don’t want to talk right now…”

He’ll be a little disappointed but you’ve helped him understand stuff like this

Luffy LOVES adventures

He wants to take you on all of them, even when you’re scared or anxious

There’s that hand holding again, or maybe he’ll link his arm tightly with yours, knowing that the closeness of his body will make you feel safer, bolder

It does help, he’s infectious, invigorating. He’s inspiring in the way he charges ahead, and you want to feel so free like he seems to, always

So you try to be like him, going out of your comfort zone, finding joy in the things you fear

When you’re scared, he’ll hold you. He’ll lift you onto his back or press you close against his chest

And when it’s too dangerous, when your anxiety is right, you can hold his arm, tell him to please just stay with you, and he’s learned (probably the hard way) that sometimes you can be right about these things, you can see what he won’t

It’s a perfect balance, you and Luffy. An unlikely pair, two polar opposites, and yet you share so much, you fit so well. He loves you for that, and he’s going to help you, always

#luffy x reader #one piece #luffy #one piece x reader #one piece fanfiction #luffy x y/n #luffy x you #luffy x reader fluff #luffy fluff #luffy headcanons #one piece headcanons #luffy x reader headcanons #one piece fluff

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ilwonuu · 2 months

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omg your latest jungwoo is soooo good and im sure lots of us love it, i think there should be another one where reader is helping him release his stress after work and go to sleep cuddling cause he deserve that sm 😭

YES OMG. thank you for your request <333 i hope you enjoy!! i have three parts to be posted!!! lmk what you think:)

stress reliever 1 | 2 | 3

kim jungwoo

๛ pairing- sweetbf!jungwoo x fem!reader

๛ summary- your boyfriend loves spending all his time with you. especially in moments like these.

๛ warnings- kissing, massage, tired jungwoo, they’re in love okok

๛ a/n- i want to write like a kinda smutty chapter and then a SMUTTY chapter. lmk if you like<3 HAPPY 400💖

jungwoo was more than ready to be done with dance practice. his body tired and needing rest as soon as possible.

he is so happy to be heading home to you finally. wanting nothing more than to be in your presence right now. sending you a quick text saying he is coming home. you were excited to see your boyfriend.

you missed him oh so much. you think he deserves nothing more than to relax. hearing your boyfriend come through your front door. “im home babe.” he calls out seeing you come to greet him.

“finally i missed you.” you say pulling him into a sweet kiss. “you have no idea.” he sighs taking off his shoes. kissing you again. “how was work? how was practice?” he sighed a little at the topic of the activities.

“work was good. practice was fine. tiring as always. im so happy its over now. i need to rest.” you nod smiling as you feel him pull you into a hug. “why don’t i help you relieve some stress jungwoo?”

you ask rubbing his back gently. “yes that would be really nice.” he lays back against the couch. relaxing slowly into your touch. “you’re so sweet to me.” he kisses your hand. you come around to sit next to him.

giving him a soft kiss. “you deserve it.” you smile at him. he gives you a cute grin. pulling you into his arms once more. “i love being in your arms. missed you so much.” he kisses your head.

“so pretty.” he gives you more sweet kisses.

#nct #nct imagines #nct x reader #nct smut #nct scenarios #nct jungwoo #jungwoo #jungwoo x reader #jungwoo smut #kim jungwoo #nct fic #nct 127 #nct u #nct jungwoo smut

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searihart · 3 months

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0308 siblings fr

Happy Valentine's Day! For the @milgram-valentines-exchange I got @firebugging I hope you like your gift and that you have a great day <333

Alt ver without the frame under the cut (plus some hcs)

Fuuta got them the matching earrings by commissioning someone on etsy while claiming "its not a big deal" even tho he was stressing out if they were gonna arrive on time or not

(since he doesn't have piercings but still wanted to match, he also bought beads and put them on his hoodie's string, will say "they just look cool, okay?" But everyone knows what it means)

It was Mappi's idea to paint each other's nails! Mikoto was immediately in and he chose the colors, but Fuuta tries really hard to look cool so he was like "if you're gonna paint my nails I only accept black"

Mikoto probably enjoys teasing Fuuta a lot and watching him get all red and flustered, and with Mappi he gets to be showered with love as he giggles into oblivion

Also Mikoto made sure the 3 were color-coded, he even bought Fuuta a hoodie just so that he couldn't refuse

I really hope you liked it and I love you a lot and I'm sending you many hugs <333

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starilian2 · 21 days

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Astro observations!!🌈

Hii again!! I'm back with my new astrology observations!! And yk what? I want to share my new badass energy with you! I had a glow up recently and I'm so happy!! Thanks to you all as well! Who send me this good vibes!! Thanks to you all, and sending you the good vibes ×10 in return!!<333💓💕 (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

I seen that aquarius are so grateful of their families, like no matter what happened in the past, they always see the good side in it! I've mostly aqua friends in my circle, (I'm talking about aqua suns) and like they all are so grateful of their father! Like 'I'm so grateful that I've a father like that' and one of my teacher is also an aqua sun, and she's always talking about how good her family is, and specially about her husband how cool and dope he is LoL 🤪 and me as well, I'm an aqua moon, and I love my mother! And like no matter whatever happened in the past, I can see the reasons behind it, and like I understand it was all reasonable, and I love my mother for all the things she did, and doing!! (Ik she didn't see it but 'I LOVE YOU MOM'💓💕 yeah a little shoutout to my mother 😂 and also all the mothers out there!! I feel like today I'm celebrating my mother's day LoL 🤪😂😂😂)

So it may mean, that wherever you have aqua in your chart there you're so grateful about the people in your life until or unless the aspects are not that miserable or something. Ig it also happens because we get the necessary freedom we want in their life by them, and so, when we got an healthy relationship with someone, we automatically become grateful of them!🥹💓

I also see that there are 2 types of Sagittarius in my life, one are so formal and like so put together, never plays around and really like care for others feeling, I've a friend, she's a safe stellium, and she's like the most adorable sweetheart you've ever met! (Thanks to her Libra rising ig😂) she hates when someone body shames someone, like she's seriously concern for that type of things, total revolutionary energy! And on the other hand I've a friend with sag moon, and my brother is a sag sun, and like they both are so freaking funny like 😂🤣 I literally, love their energies!! They'll make you laugh until you burst out laughing honestly!!😂 And the thing is I like both of them! I also have a sag moon friend online and she comes under the 1st type.

(you can go and check her out, she has an amazing content herself as well!😘😉 @astralspellcaster)

As being a 12th house stellium, Scorpio moons and Scorpio rising repeatedly told me, that I've understood them as no one else, and they're comfortable with me and I'm so happy for that LoL 🤪😂

Yk what? I seen Scorpio suns, and they're nothing like they've told in their descriptions, and same goes for cap suns, and yk why this happens? Bcz they both had some intense things going on in their life and they don't want to burden others from their problems, and my Scorpio and cap people know what I'm talking about! Let's give a huge hug to eachother!! 🫂👐 And so they always portray a happy and goofy vibes wherever they go around! I even seen Scorpio moons and cap moons doing these same stuff and so, I have a friend with scorpio moon and she portrays a very bubbly image, but when I really observed her, she's like very intense and hardly find someone to talk about deeper topics in her life. Like I understand these people hardly find people who really wants to talk about deeper things in life and mostly people are on the surface level and so🤷🏻‍♀️🙂 what can we do? We can just find some people like our! 💓💕

Yk what? I'm really very neutral these days, and now I understood that people with neptune dominant face projections a lot! If someone is having a problem they just come up to them and project on them by saying that 'i just want to made my mood better' like wtf bi*ch? Yk what?? People with neptune dominant feel very comfortable to be around because they know what people need and can easily shapeshift in that, and so it's okay if you want to 'share' something but ig people misunderstood 'sharing' and 'projecting' a lot! They just outright project it and say like 'I just want to share this thing with you.' I'm like😑

Lemme share a story of mine, I had a friend in my past, and she had problems with negatively judging others, and like all that, and so she judged me on a really silly thing, which doesn't even matter and then told me, that 'I'm having a problem, I'm being so judgemental these days' and I'm like 😑😑 yeah she insulted the hell Outta me LoL..

(I just wanted to share LoL)

Well anyways! That's for today! I hope you liked my these observations! And if so, please lemme know in the comments! Thanks for being here! Your presence here means a lot to me!💓🌺❤️‍🩹🦋 Thanks for being here!🎀

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h-harleybaby · 1 year

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heyyy i dont you to be over flowed with butters hcs...BUTTT can you do butters x reader cuddling hcs please

-xxx anon

Request as much Butters as you want I love the guy <333

Butters cuddling hcs

Ahhhhhhh, cuddling Butters is the best!!

He 's so warm and he loves any physical contact (because lord knows he doesn't get any from anyone)

His first reaction to a lot of things to hug or cuddle you tbh

Seeing you sad or angry? Ask if you'd wanna cuddle and rant to him

Seeing you happy? Hug you and just in general be proud of whatever you've done

You're sleeping in his bed??? Scootch a lil he wants to cuddle and go to bed, this man knocks out like a light too and he has what isn't exactly a death grip. He just won't let you go, he doesn't want you to leave :<

You're on your period?? Mans is gonna cook you some food and let you use him and his warmth to cuddle however you want

He's such a sweetheart <3333

Butters favorite way to cuddle you is either having you lay on him, or him being able to lay on your chest with your arms around him

He's so affectionate and he'll always cuddle you whenever you want

He's big on PDA too so ofc he would

And he likes walking arm in arm with you in public too

Sorry it's so short, took me like- 23 minutes because I'm tired and it's 6 am (cough I forgot to publish it until 11 am cough)

Hope you like it tho!!!

Don't be scared to send in a bunch of Butters requests, I love the lil guy <333

#south park x reader #south park x reader headcanons #butters stotch x y/n #butters stotch x reader #butters x reader #south park x y/n #Harley’s anons <33 #Harley’s favs #harley’s requests!

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tonberry-yoda · 1 year

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Can't Sleep - Sanji

notes: hi everyone!!! this fic is from this poll that I held yesterday!! i will 100% be doing this more often because this was a ton of fun and it made me really manifest what I wanted to write for each character! let me know if you want your favorite character on a future poll!! sending lots of love and stay hydrated!! <333 this fic is also inspired by the image below :)

word count: 491

"Aren't you cold?" You asked, handing Sanji a mug of hot cocoa to at least try to warm him up. He was sitting at the top of the Merry on lookout for the night and you couldn't sleep, so you decided to visit him and found him wrapped in a blanket able to see his breath from the freezing cold air.

"A little," he admitted, thanking you for the cocoa. "Shouldn't you be in bed."

"Couldn't sleep," you said, staring out at the ocean. The moon was rippling in the water and you could see fins poking out of the water from some of the fish that inhabited the area.

"Want me to cook you something to help? Sometimes lack of food can cause insomnia."

"I've been eating really well. I guess I just have a busy mind, that's all."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Sanji scooted over, making room for you and you sat down, letting him wrap you in his blanket with him. You never realized how warm he was. And surprisingly, he didn't smell too much of cigarettes and instead an expensive cologne he treated himself with a while back, which smelled nice.

"It's weird not being home." You hugged your knees and kept your eyes on the sea. "I mean, I guess I didn't know how big the world really was until I stepped out of my little one."

"Just feeling a little homesick then?" Sanji grabbed both of your shoulders and rubbed them up and down, trying to warm you up.

"I guess."

"You could always go back you know?"

You shrugged. "Not really. We're so far and there's so much more word to explore. I don't want to turn around for the take of just seeing my home." You sighed and leaned your head on Sanji's chest. "Don't get me wrong, I love traveling with you guys. I'm really happy that I left. It's just a tad overwhelming to know that my little island isn't all that there is. We've met warlords, Sanji! Isn't that crazy?!"

"It is." Sanji chuckled, as he pet your hair, listening to every word you had to say.

"Maybe I'll send a letter. I mean, home never really leaves and plus, my home is with you guys now."

"You should send a letter, y/n. I think it will make you feel a lot better."

You turned and smiled at Sanji seeing that his cheeks were pink from the cold.

"Sorry for rambling," you said.

"You aren't rambling. You needed to get it out."

"Well, it's out now." You sighed with relief. "Mind if I spend the night out here with you?"

"I don't mind at all," Sanji smiled, hugging your shoulders.

You pressed a kiss on his cold nose and wrapped yourself in both his blankets and his arms. "Thank you Sanji."

"Anytime, love." Sanji pressed a kiss to your forehead and you fell asleep with ease.

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#for my sanji voters i thank thee #writing #my writing #fanfic #fanfiction #one piece #sanji #sanji x reader #vinsmoke sanji #vinsmoke sanji x reader #one piece x reader #op #op x reader

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love-on-mars · 11 months

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Hello ren!! I was the anon that requested the nsfw cuddling with mick imagine and i LOVED it thank you soo much <333!!! So im here to burden you with another nsfw imagine request >:3 !

What if reader was waiting to surprise mick backstage during a crüe tour? When they’re finished mick is of course stoaked to see them, and reader is more than happy to give him a hand (or a mouth, if you wish ;3 ) with relieving some of that pent-up-after-show-energy (no particular era in mind, up to you <3)

Thank u <33!!

Hi again! I love these requests so much you have no idea, so feel free to send in as many as you’d like!

I really went all out with this one, I really hope you like it! I chose Dr. Feelgood era Mick, as I think that’s when he was at his peak of hotness (he’s always hot)

Warnings: SMUT! MINORS DNI, oral (m receiving), talk of some dirty stuff, Mick being needy for you, readers gender not specified

Missing you (18+)

“Thanks again for arranging this, I really appreciate it a lot man” you said as you walked backstage, taking to Motley’s road manager. “No problem, there’s Micks room. If you need something don’t be afraid to ask, the boys will be done in about 20 minutes.”

You walked into the dressing room and sat on the couch. You hadn’t seen Mick in over a month due to his busy touring schedule, especially with how successful the Dr. Feelgood album was. More and more dates were being added, and as much as you wanted to travel the world with your rockstar boyfriend you just couldn’t.

But now that you’ve saved up enough Vacation time at work to take two weeks off to spend time with Mick on the road. Being without him was so lonely, no matter how long or often you talked on the phone.

More than anything you missed his touch, often feeling horny and needy for him. Missing how he would hold your hips as he ate you out feverishly. Longing for the small moans he let out when your lips wrap around his cock. Craving for the words of praise he gave to you as he roughly yet lovingly rails you into the mattress of your shared bed as your words became incoherent from pleasure.

And you weren’t the only one who was needy. Mick missed you so goddamn much, constantly calling you and telling you the misadventures of the guys and how he needed you with him for the sake of his sanity.

The guys didn’t help, making fun of how clearly pent up he was from the absence of action he was getting.

“C’mom dude! There’s tons of hot chicks for you to fuck, just give yourself the relief you need man!” They would say to him, not understanding why he wouldn’t give in to his need. Mick would respond with, “Because unlike the three of you, I love and respect my partner. I’m happy with them and only them, if you think I’m just gonna betray their trust and love like that then you hooligans are crazier than I thought.”

Not to mention Mick hates jerking off without you. He feels guilty and pathetic afterwards, wishing you were the one giving him the release he needed so badly. He needed you.

Your thoughts were interrupted as you heard the door open, seeing your incredibly hot alien of a boyfriend walk in. It took him a moment to look up at you, and when he did he froze like a deer in headlights.

“Hey Marsman…” you smirked, standing up and wrapping your arms around him as he stood in shock. “Wha-how did you get here?!” He asked as he tightly hugged you, giving you chaste little kisses. You giggle at his actions of love.

“Just wanted to surprise my favorite person, I’ve missed you so much…” you looked up at him as you pressed yourself to him, noticing the prominent bulge in his tight leather pants.

He gives a rare smile, “best surprise ever…” he says as he kisses you passionately. You tugged at his shirt, as his hands wander your body needing to touch you.

“Being without you for this long…it’s like going through withdrawal…” he breathes. You giggle as you tease, “Need me that bad?”

You grip at his rock hard cock, earning a moan from him. You smirk your at him, knowing only you can get him to make these delicious sounds. You direct him over to the couch you sit, knowing his back is probably hurting after the show.

“Let me relieve you, my Marsman…I know what you need for me to take care of you.” You say as you kneel in between his spread legs.

He says nothing, the way he looked at you was all you needed to know how much he wanted you. You pull back his pants for his cock to spring free, large drops of precum leaking from the tip.

You wrap your hand around him, stroking gently to tease him further. He almost whimpers as you sink your mouth onto him to the best of your ability.

He was big, sporting a little over 7 inches. The length was nothing compared to how thick he was, always needing to adjust to him stretching you out after being separated on tour.

Due to his size you’ve never been able to take all of him down your throat, but tonight you’re determined to take all of him to make up of not having him for over a month. To make up for the almost painful hard-ons he would get thinking about you.

“Fuck…babe you feel so good…I’ve needed you so bad, baby.” He whimpered out as he gripped your hair in his hand. He was doing his best not to buck his hips into your mouth, but couldn’t help it.

You had never seen him get this needy before. It wasn’t often he would whimper and loose control like this, but he needed you so bad. Despite the public opinion of Mick Mars being quiet and unsociable, that was certainly not true when he’s with you.

You did your best to relax your throat further to take all of him in as he involuntarily bucked into your mouth. He felt a little bad that he was acting like this, usually having good self control. But tonight he wanted nothing more than to take you over and over again to show you how committed he is to you. How much he loves and missed you, and right now he’s overcome with the warm feeling of your mouth around his cock.

You managed to fit him all in, surprising him. “Oh…o-oh fuck…you’re so fucking amazing…” he breathes. He continues his praise, “So good for me. You…(fuck)…feel so good….can’t wait to get to the hotel, love.”

You sick down fully and swallow, causing a kind of moaning you didn’t think Mick was capable of making. A mix of a whimper/whine and guttural growl, it was the hottest thing you had ever heard.

“D-don’t stop doing that…” he whined as he held your head down. “Please…I’m so close…” he begged.

This behavior shocked you further, with him breaking the more dominant side he carried when your both intimate. It was intoxicating to have him under you like this, but you knew he was gonna go back to being the dominant one at the hotel.

After swallowing a few more times, his hips and legs shook as you felt a familiar warmth shoot down your throat. You pulled your head back up as he looked at you through lidded eyes, “I missed you too, my love.”

#mick mars #mick mars imagine #mick mars x reader #motley crue x reader #motley crue #1313 #smut #nikki sixx #vince neil #tommy lee

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throneofsapphics · 7 months

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Hey girly I’m having such a bad day today and was wondering if you could write a lil happy thingy for me w Manon & Asterin 😔 maybe reader is having an awful day and they comfort her and give her lots of affection <3 (whenever you can ofc)

I hope you’re okay, stay hydrated and don’t forget your loved. Sending so many hugs and kisses <333

lifeline

Manon x Reader x Asterin

Summary: Manon & Asterin comfort you after a rough day.

Warnings: people being rude

A/N: here’s a drabble for you, I hope your day gets better <3 take care of yourself!

The heavy oak door creaked open. In your peripheral, Manon had paused in the doorway. You refused to look at her, settling for staring at the opposite wall, tear tracks down your face. Today, it seemed like everything had gone wrong. First, you couldn’t find the papers you needed for your various meetings. Then, you were yelled at by some of the human ambassadors from other territories. Of course, you stood up for yourself; but that doesn’t mean it didn’t wear you down. In private, you let it out and couldn’t shake the feeling that maybe you were what they said; incompetent, unqualified, an idiot.

Objectively, you know you’re fully capable and good at what you do, but it hurts. Every insult, sneer, interruption weighed on you.

Manon yelled over her shoulder - for Asterin, and the witch must’ve already been close because she was there within thirty seconds.

She spotted you, her golden hair twisted into a tight braid as she nearly sprinted in. Manon left as soon as she appeared.

Asterin’s hands pressed under your shoulders, tugging you up to stand and pulling you into her chest. One arm wrapped around your lower back, her hand rubbing firm circles as a fresh set of sobs left your chest. You held tightly to her, like she was your lifeline, the only thing tethering you to this world. Her presence soothed some of the ache and tension built in your chest. The silence was comforting - peaceful, letting you wet her shirt, clinging to her, soaking in her warmth as she murmured sweet things to you.

The door flew open again, more aggressively this time. You pulled yourself away from Asterin enough to see Manon, a tray full of your favorite snacks in hand. A small smile crept on your face, the salt of your tears brushing against your lips as you tried to wipe them away.

Asterin carefully positioned you on the couch, tucking you under her arm. Manon sat on your other side, balancing the tray on your lap as you let out a chuckle.

“Tell me what happened,” Manon said. Not quite gently, but her normal edge was soothed. Your expression fell, chin falling down to your chest. Asterin tilted your head up, turning so you’d face her. Worry shone in her eyes, searching your face.

“Talk to us,” she asked softly.

The words spilled out, coming out in a babbled and almost nonsensical rant, but the two listened patiently - tensing next to you with anger, but letting you get all of your words out. “I feel like a burden -”

Manon finally interrupted you; as you were expecting. “No,” her voice was rough, “you’re not.” The intensity in her eyes relayed what she meant - she never had to say a lot to get her voice across. Her hand braced your shoulder, squeezing lightly and drawing a small smile to your face. Her mouth indented at one side, and she looked pleased. Asterin, however, ripped you away from her, moving so you straddled her lap, and started peppering kisses all over your face. Manon snorted as you broke out into laughter.

Later, Manon offered to bring their hearts back to you in a box. You politely declined, reasoning it would be bad for foreign relations.

#throne of glass drabble #throne of glass imagine #manon x reader x asterin #asterin x manon x reader #asterin blackbeak x reader #asterin blackbeak x y/n #manon blackbeak x y/n #manon blackbeak x reader #manon x reader #manon x y/n

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takecareluv · 2 years

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if you want to write this maybe reader wanting to spend some quality time with vinnie because they haven't really done much in the past few days but him just wanting to play video games and then him being annoyed and lashing out on reader with like a happy ending idk

btw i really love your work and writing and you come off as a really sweet human being who i just wanna hug🫂 lots of love <333

a.n thank you, lovely! you are so sweet <3 i wanna give you a big hug !!! sending you all my love 💌☺️

forgivness & face masks || vinnie hacker x reader

vinnie arrived home late last night from a gaming event he attended in las vegas. you had already been fast asleep for hours by the time he had walked through the door, not getting the chance to properly greet him.

you didn’t worry too much about staying up since you expected to spend the entire next day with him, especially considering the lack of quality time you've had together.

with that said, you were suprised to wake up to an empty bed the following morning. rolling over in search of the missing boy, you immediately spotted him sat at his desk, streaming. already? you thought.

you loved vinnie and supported all of his endeavors, but really? it seemed like video games were all that he cared about recently.

“morning vin,” you called out.

no response.

you groaned, getting up from the bed and walking over to where his desk was stationed the corner of the room. “morning vin. you have a good flight home?” you asked while rubbing his shoulders.

“what? oh yeah, it was fine.” was all you got in a mumbled reply.

you rolled your eyes, deciding you needed coffee and breakfast before you dealt with him anymore.

—

following a big cup of coffee and some waffles, you got distracted with a few extra chores you’d been meaning to get done.

it wasn’t for another couple hours that you headed back up to see vinnie. and much to your dismay, you walked into the bedroom to the sight of him still streaming. wasn’t he tired?

“hey bub, i was thinking we go get lunch today? check out that new greek place that opened up in town.”

you were met with silence.

this time you decided to push a little further until you got a proper answer. “vin, did you hear me? how does that sound?” you questioned, clearly irritated.

“what? babe, can’t you see i’m busy? i don’t have time for-”

“for what? me?” you madly interrupted him.

“what, no. that’s not what i was going to say.” he paused. “but you know now that you bring it up, maybe i don’t always have time for you. is there anything wrong with that?”

you could tell he was growing more heated each second that went by, and you weren’t big on confrontation. you cared about this relationship too much to say something you’d instantly regret due to a moment of anger. so you presumed it would be best to let the matter go for the time being and return to it when you were both feeling much less emotional.

“i guess not.” you sighed, “i’ll just see you later.” and with that, you were out the door. not giving him the opportunity to respond.

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after leaving the house in a rush, you realized you had no where to go. you drove in circles a couple times before choosing to stick with your original plan of having lunch at the authentic greek restaurant. only instead of being accompanied by the love of your life, you were sat alone at a table for one.

but you didn’t mind. you weren’t going to let some boy ruin your day. especially one that would rather play video games than spend time with his girlfriend.

you enjoyed a delicious meal but still wasn’t ready to head home quite yet. so for the remainder of the afternoon, you partook in a little bit of retail therapy.

you hit up all your favorite stores, shifting through what seemed like an endless amount of racks, and trying on a ton cute pieces. by the time you had made it through all of best shops on the block, you were left carrying way too many bags to even count. okay, now it was time to go home, you concluded.

—

the last thing you expected when you stepped foot through the front door of your home was a trail of flowers leading you down the hall, up the stairs, and into your bedroom.

at the end of the trail was a remorseful looking vinnie holding out a bouquet of your favorite flowers with a basket of all sorts of goodies, including face masks and candy, perched next to him.

“baby i am so sorry for lashing out at you earlier. i was just so stressed after going to that gaming thing and seeing all these other streamers do so much better than me, it made me feel like i wasn’t working hard enough. but i realize now that i should not have taken that out on you. it is no excuse and it will never happen again, i promise. i love you so much, i don't ever want to lose you. can you please forgive me?”

you slowly stepped over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist while mumbling out, “yes i forgive you. just please don’t do it again, it made me sad. i thought you didn’t want to spend time with me.”

“no baby, never.” he grabbed your face with both his hands so you would look up at him. “i'm sorry for making you sad and thinking i don’t want to spend time with you. i would spend every minute with you if it were possible, my sweet girl. never think otherwise.” he then leaned in to place a kiss to your forehead, the tip of your nose, and finally your lips.

“i rented all of your favorite movies, and got all of your favorite snacks. oh and that face mask you like, so we can have a night just us. and then tomorrow i’m taking you to lunch at that greek place you were talking about.”

“oh vin, you didn’t have to do all this.”

“this is the first time i've seen you smile all day, i most definitely had to do all this.”

you didn’t say anything, but he felt you squeeze him tighter and that was all he needed. “so what should we do first? face masks or food?”

#vinnie hacker #vinnie hacker imagine #vinnie hacker fanfic #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie hacker blurb #vinnie hacker fluff #vinnie hacker x y/n #vinnie hacker x you

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roselise · 9 months

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“You keep track of all my sorrows.  You have collected all my tears in your bottle.  You have recorded each one in your book.” (Psalm 56:8) ♡

#<3 #bible verse #bible scripture #bible study #happy sunday friends ~ ! ⊹.˚* ⁺⊹.🌸 ♡#quite honestly it’s been a really tough time for me lately #i’ve been sad quite a lot i suppose #this is a verse i keep around though #when i am down it cheers me up #so i thought i’d share it in case it cheers someone else up too #so i hope everyone has a really good day ! <3 #and that you feel as loved & valuable as you are !! <3 #sending hugs hearts & much happiness! <3 #take care & have a bright & beautiful sunday !! <333 #xo ! <3 #♡ ˚ ୨୧ . ˚ 🌷 . 🌸

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gildeddlily · 1 year

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finally re-reading stormbringer, first post of a long list (30 photos limit go die) we stan the flags

I read stormbringer this summer, and it was something (it destroyed me and made Chuuya became my favourite character of all bsd- more than anyone else (like sigma, he's my fav in the decay of angels arc), chuuya solos everyone and you know it shut up)

so, like I did with fifteen I feel the urge to share everything cause yeah we all need to suffer more

1. We Stan The Flags

This always makes me laugh, cause Chuuya's like "yeah, it's probably the shadiest and most dangerous role I could have as a non-executive, what's so important ab it? It's cool guys I'm not better than you all" (imposter syndrome sir)

I love Pianoman. I just- I love the Flags, and I will always fantasize ab a world where they're still alive. and them bullying chuuya is my favourite trope alr.

and i just know that in a no powers au chuuya would have been the kind of teenager to befriends people older than him like ten years age gap, cause people his age just weren't for him (in an healthy way guys)

try to not think ab chuuya's inability to accept gifts and love, and just some of the most powerful men in the mafia being excited ab a silly guy (silly chuuya who's stronger than half of them(gotta write chuuya and iceman first meeting))

the... the fruitiness of this sentence is menacing so I'm gonna- just yk

the au where Chuuya takes Lippman place ad the mafia's contact with the light is so beautiful and sad. and that fic where he takes chuuya on set I'm crying stop it

canon chuuya is so mean. Like not mean, just harsh. a lot of people only sees him as someone who gets mad at Dazai and is a peace of cake with everyone else- like no? he send to hell every person he talks to and goes on with "wanna know the power of gravity" every two seconds. he's just chuuya, gotta accept him as our little mass murder with anger issues that needs to be controlled cause the Mafia boss is afraid he's gonna die if he doesn't <333

and this is so beautiful in a way. he always talks ab killing dazai and dazai doesn't help with that, only giving him more reasons to do so, and same with the flag. anger issues maybe, but is he really angry with dazai and the others? we see him really mad, and it is not a pretty thing to watch- and they all know what mad chuuya really looks like and just know when he's yes angry but not really. everyone is ready to fight, and are relieved when things dont escalate (they love chuuya so much stop please)

they comfort him in a way that is heartwarming. they don't offer him useless words or things like "don't worry you have a past and you're human", they don't beat around the bush. Pianoman's like "hey, we know you don't know if you're human, and I'm gonna be super harsh ab it cause we're in the mafia and all of that but listen kid, here we are ab to solve your existential crisis"

even Iceman, the cold blooded hitman who almost killed chuuya a couple of times and was ab to try it five minutes before this, is fucking smiling. they're so happy to help him it hurts (just know iceman called him kid at least some times. he's the real big brother and I just know it)

yes, this is the first time chuuya has real friends- not kids he has to look after and protect without receiving gratitude but just a "it's the least you can do" attitude, not whatever-the-fuck-is-going-on with dazai, just friends. they spend time sìtogether, they give eachother gifts. they're kind with eachother in the ways the know how

an chuuya doesn't know what to do, cause he has never had this type of relationship with anyone, the "give-receive" mechanism that every relationship should have. he doesn't know what to do, and I need to hug him

and then the gag we needed and something I need to draw (Pianoman definitely is the tired mom. Iceman is the dad cause yeah who other. Chuuya and Albatross the sons, Doc the gay emo cousin (what do you mean you wish to be carried by Adam sir) and Lippman the sassy aunt. just see it)

he kind of is sir (he's fucking sixteen just kill me)

something I love ab him is the fact that he's emotionally constipated but like one of the less serious one. he knows that he can be easy to read since he's very open ab his emotions (even if they understand he could just kill everyone, so), but can be serious in a way a teenager shouldn't be able to. he chooses to be so open with dazai, the flags and the people he cares about. the trust king fr

they all know he's gonna come back (and that he's crying) cause he probably wanted them to, or he would have reacted worse to getting understood so easily

and this is the trope asagiri give us so many times and the best one in the history of tropes. bad scary guys having fun with some other bad scary guys and enjoying their time together like normal people.

...kafka, my love, stop it. you were doing do good

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #stormbringer #chuuya nakahara #the flags #bsd verlaine #bsd chuuya nakahara #bsd stormbringer #reading things and making too many screenshots #bsd spoilers

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bookshelf-dust · 1 year

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Just wanted to let you know that your work is fucking awesome! I'm currently writing a Eddie x reader fic and wanted to include Gareth and stumbled upon your fics while I was looking for some kind of inspiration. And now I kinda fell in love with this curly haired guy due to your awesome fics! Thank you so much! 💕

Also, may I request something short and fluffy? I had some rough weeks and would die for some cute and funny comforting fic. Maybe reader had some bad grades and her parents are terrorising her about that and her best friend left her because "she was lame" and Gareth found her somewhere in the halls nearly crying because everything is too much and he tries to comfort her and make her laugh again?

Sending lots of love. 💕

good enough

gareth emerson x fem!reader

word count: 1,554

warnings: reader has fight with mother/fight with friend, loneliness, anxiety, one mention of being drunk, fluff, comfort

a/n: hi sweetheart!! i’m so happy that you enjoy my gareth stuff. thank you so much for reading them and for your request! i’m so very sorry that you’ve had a shitty couple of weeks, but i hope that maybe this will make you feel a little better! sending lots and lots of hugs your way. <333

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“So you just weren’t going to show us until I had to berate you about it? Huh?”

Your mother’s voice is shrill where she stands in front of you. Your father sits across from you at the dining room table, reading the notes your teacher left on your essay.

“I didn’t realize I had to show you every assignment I turn in.”

She exhales loudly and you refuse to look at her. “You do when you receive a grade like that! I thought you were good at this subject.”

Your knee starts to bounce.

You are good. You’re just struggling right now. With this particular instructor, with the class itself—it’s taking a lot out of you.

Not that she’d know that.

Not that she ever asks or would want to know how you actually feel.

Your mother turns to face her husband. “You haven’t got anything to say?”

Your dad takes his glasses off and looks up. “The notes say that there are strong points, but that there are things to be adjusted.”

He turns his head, making eye contact with you. “You can improve.”

He says it both as a fact and a question.

You nod, chewing on your nails.

He’s always been the softer of your parents, but your mother is always very quick to make everything about herself.

Well if you’re doing badly in school, then I must be a bad mother. What will others think if they find out you’re a failure?

“Did you try your best with this?” He asks you.

“I did,” you start. “This material has just been hard on me.”

He turns to face his wife now. “See? She’s trying, honey. You’ve got to give her a chance.”

“Well, she’s not trying hard enough. School was perfectly easy for me.”

That is the end of that, you decide. You can’t listen to her speak as if you’re not in the room anymore. You get up and leave for your bedroom.

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You sit on the edge of your bed, sinking in on yourself. You want to call Gareth. You know even the mere sound of his voice will help you feel better.

But he’s got Hellfire tonight. He’s not home. Although you contemplate calling anyhow, because if you do, his mother will answer, and she’s always been so sweet and open with you.

You decide against it, but you really need to talk to someone. Anyone. About anything.

You think you want to call Mel.

Melissa Thompson was your very best friend. She had been for the past couple of years, and you’d felt safe around her.

Though lately, she’d been coming up with excuses not to hang out with you. She had studying to do, she’d say. She had to babysit her little cousin.

And you had this feeling. This awful feeling that really it was that she didn’t like you anymore.

She was changing, ready to graduate and move on to bigger things. Ready to make new friends.

You were afraid of change.

But now, you find yourself fidgeting with a string on your quilt as the phone rings and even more aggressively when Melissa answers.

She audibly sighs when she realizes it’s you on the phone.

You wanted to talk, but that gives you a clear sign that she doesn’t want to, and suddenly you’re very frustrated with the fact that you’re seemingly not good enough for anyone.

“Let’s hurry this up then, huh, Mel?” You exclaim.

None of this felt fair. You were not a child and you didn’t appreciate being treated like one.

“Have I done something wrong?” You ask.

When Melissa responds, you can hear what you think is a smile in her voice.

“I’m sorry. You’re just…you’re lame, Y/N.” Your breath hitches. “When’s the last time you came out with me?”

All she ever wanted to do anymore was find a party so she could get drunk and fit in.

“When’s the last time we went shopping?”

All she ever wants is to wear something to impress a boy.

“You just sit around, or you go watch that boy practice for his band. You have no life. And frankly, I don’t really want you in mine anymore.”

You don’t have it in you to fire something back, but you don’t want to leave it like this.

“Well you know what, Mel? Not everyone spends their time trying to please other people or be normal. So fuck you, then.”

You hang up, and bury yourself in your bedding, letting the tears come as they please.

You want Gareth.

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When you wake the next morning, the feelings from the previous night follow you into the kitchen, where your mother doesn’t speak to you.

And then on the way to school. During school, when you speak with your teacher and come away feeling like a failure because apparently, you hadn’t looked closely enough. Hadn’t analyzed well enough.

They follow you to lunch too, though that’s where you lose it.

You see Melissa in the courtyard and everything comes crashing down. Every feeling from last night and this morning bears down on you.

It feels like you’re surrounded, like the reminders of your wrongdoings are everywhere, and you pack up your things and rush inside.

You’re pacing back and forth at the end of the hallway, somewhere you think you can be alone since everyone else is doing who-the-fuck-knows-what on their lunch break.

Gareth leaves the cafeteria to head for the vending machines, which, rather than be in the lunchroom, are in a separate location a little ways away.

Exactly near where you’re fighting a breakdown.

He spots you, and picks up the pace. He hasn’t seen you in days.

“You thinkin’ Skittles or Starburst today?” He inquires, assuming your contemplating a snack.

Gareth’s voice makes you jump, and he catches it. You turn around, and he looks you over, seeing how glassy your eyes are.

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong? I didn’t mean to scare you.”

You soften at his presence.

“It’s nothing,” you tell him.

“Hey, no. We aren’t doing that.” He puts his hands on your shoulders and they’re warm.

Your eyes well up further at his words, the fact that he wants to listen, that you know he’ll be there for you, and then they’re clouding your vision so much that you can’t see him anymore.

They spill over.

Gareth takes you into his arms, wrapping them around your shoulders. He’s never seen you like this. He never wants to see it again.

“You know you can talk to me. I know you know that.”

He rubs your back up and down and up and down. You bury your face in his neck. He smells like syrup—you bet he made pancakes for his sisters this morning—and this soft cologne that he wears and very faintly of cigarettes.

Eventually you pull back, and before you can wipe your face, Gareth does it for you.

You take a deep breath.

“My mom got pissed at me last night because I didn’t do well on Click’s essay and she chalked it up to being because I’m not trying hard enough. Because school was easy for her and basically that means I’m a fucking dumbass, right?”

“And then I wanted to call you but you had Hellfire, so I called Melissa, though you know how she’s been,” you stop for a second, your voice breaking, and then you continue. “And she said I was lame, that she didn’t want me around anymore.”

“So I’m just overwhelmed and I feel like Im not good enough for anyone anymore. And I wanted you so bad last night but you were busy and then when you weren’t busy I didn’t want to burden you with my feelings either.”

When you’ve finished, Gareth rubs his hands up and down your arms. He seems to do that when he knows your upset, the rubbing.

“Your mom’s being an ass about the essay,” he says. “School’s not the same for everyone and I’m sorry that she said that. But you are not a dumbass, you hear me? I know how hard you try. I see it.”

You look away from him and he presses his first two fingers gently against your cheek, turning your face back to him.

“And I never liked Melissa anyways. She’s an asshole for not seeing how good of a friend you are and how lucky she was to have you in her life. And you’re totally not lame. You’re a badass.”

That makes you smile. Just enough that Gareth does too.

“Also I don’t ever want to hear you say you don’t want to burden me with your feelings ever again. You literally couldn’t.”

You nod repeatedly, as if assuring yourself, and then look into his eyes.

“I just want you to know that you’re good enough for me. You always have been,” he tells you.

You grin at him, albeit a little sadly. You’re feeling over the moon for him. He thinks you look sweet.

“Come sit with me?”

“Sure.”

Gareth presses a kiss to your forehead like it’s something he does everyday, and then he’s taking your hand, leading you towards his friends.

And you feel like it’s going to be okay.

You know it will. And he’ll make sure of it.

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please let me know if you liked this! feedback is always appreciated!! comments and reblogs mean more than you know. <33

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bbyquokka · 1 year

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Hello 🥰 I’m new to your blog and I love your writing so so much!!! You’re incredible and honestly you deserve rewards for your writing <333

I apologise if this is oddly specific by the way 😭 I was thinking of a cute western artist x idol Jisung fic/scenario where you visit skz in Korea to work with them but you end up somehow talking to Jisung more throughout the day. Like making eye contact with him when he’s dancing or when you hug him he gets super shy orrrr when he’s stuffing his face with food you can’t help but to comment on it 🥹🥹 sksksksk and I can imagine the members teasing or something

hello! welcome to my blog, anon 💘 youre honestly so sweet, thank you for the compliment. it made me so happy 🥺 ty for requesting! i felt like i kinda went off track with this, but i hope it was what you wanted in the end! pls lemme know your thoughts and opinion on it and i hope you enjoy!

ะ i promise!❞

➥ pairing: Han Jisung x gn!reader

➥ genre: fluff | idol!au

➥ synopsis: you visited korea to work with skz only to find yourself getting close to one of the members

➥ warnings: – none

➥ words: 1k

➥ have a request? send it to me here. pls read my rules to learn about my guidelines before submitting requests

Feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

➥ m.list – ➥ ao3

"Guys, this is y/n. They will be working with us for a while." Chan introduced you to Jisung and Changbin, who were currently in Chan's room, eating their lunch. Changbin dressed in his usual attire of jeans and T-shirt, with Jisung being in jeans and an oversized hoodie, beanie on his head and glasses resting on the bridge of his nose.

Both pairs of eyes looked up at you, mouths stuffed full of food. You smiled and waved shyly, bowing out of respect.

"Hello. I'm y/n. I look forward to working with you all!" Changbin and Jisung wiped their mouths clean before smiling, saying their hellos and introductions. As Chan and Changbin showed you around the room, explaining what each set of equipment is and how to use it, as well as the music software, Jisung took the time to check you out.

You felt a pair of eyes on you as you spoke to Chan, listening and nodding in acknowledgement. You glanced at Jisung for a moment, blushing a little when your eyes met. Jisung grinned, satisfied with your reaction. That's when it hit him.

"Wait! Aren't you the new western artist that's been blowing up on social media lately?!" You nodded slowly. "No way! I love your work!!"

"O-Oh. thank you very much." You looked down at your feet, feeling shy.

"We all look forward to working with you, y/n." Chan smiled warmly, placing his hand gently on your shoulder. You smiled at all three boys, your gaze lasting just that tiny bit longer on Jisung.

"Likewise!"

You would only be working with the boys for 4 months. You had until then to do what you needed to do before going back home to your usual schedule. You spent the majority of your days working with all 3 of them, some days you would only work with one of them – it just depended on the day of who you would be working one on one with.

During your time with them, you learnt a lot. They showed you little tips and tricks, showed you how to manoeuvre your way around the mixing software. Changbin would give you tips on how to rap, laughing when you would fail miserably.

However, most of your time was spent with Jisung. You realized that you both were quite similar. You liked the same foods, had the same opinions about certain things – you couldn't help but feel more attached to Jisung than Chan or Changbin.

Jisung would help you write lyrics, explaining to you how he would do it, that you should just "let your mind flow, it will all make sense in the end." One particular day, you were running on empty, frustrations apparent. Jisung held your hand gently, advising you to take it slow. You were on the verge of tears because you didn't have much time left.

Jisung cooed softly as he saw your tears falling and, as if you two had known each other for years, he automatically reached out, wiping your tears away gently. You sniffed and only when you looked up did you notice how close you two were. Your faces inches apart, the smell of your perfume and his cologne hitting each other's nostrils.

Jisung swallowed thickly, eyes darting from your lips to your eyes. You did the same, wondering – hoping – he would make the first move. A pink blush coloured his cheeks as you both stared into each other eyes for what felt like eternity. Jisung's hand lingered on your cheek to which you cautiously nuzzled your face into his soft palm.

A clear of the throat from a third person caused you both to separate from one another at lightning speed. Chan stood at the doorway, smirking as he raised his brow at his best friend. Jisung blushed deeply, looking at his lap as you focused on the piece of paper in front of you, heart hammering against your chest.

would you two have kissed if it wasn't for Chan?

The tension between you both only became thicker the longer time went on. Of course, you both acted professional – you are only here for work after all.

Jisung invited you to dance practice, which you said yes too. You still had to meet the rest of the members so, of course you wouldn't miss the opportunity. Once Introduced to everyone, you sat on the floor out of the way as you watched them practice their dance routines. Jisung felt different, off. He felt giddy, excited but also nervous.

He got a few scolding's from Minho for messing up the same move over and over again due to the fact your eyes kept meeting, to which you giggled at the playful banter, shrugging and acting innocent.

The members knew Jisung has a little – if not big – crush on you. It was too obvious. So obvious, the members started teasing him, cooing and mocking him when he would blush purely because you looked at him.

Since the day you almost shared a kiss, nothing happened since. You became busy with your work, finalizing and making calls so you didn't have that much time to spend with Jisung anymore – especially since your time together was coming to an end.

The day you had been dreading finally came – it was time to return home. Everyone came to the airport to say their farewells and as you were hugging and thanking everyone, Jisung stood far away.

Sad. He didn't want it to end. He wanted more time with you, to tell you how he really feels. How he has enjoyed your company so much, how you've consumed his thoughts. When it was Jisung's turn to say goodbye, you felt that lump in your throat.

"Don't go." He whispered as you wrapped your arms around him, burying your face into his neck. you bit your lip softly failing to stop your tears from falling.

"I have to." Jisung squeezed you tightly, not wanting to let go of you. "I'll be back, Ji."

Jisung pulled away, looking at you before cupping your face in his hands. You smiled sadly, closing your eyes and leaning into his touch as you placed your hands on top of his.

"Promise?" He whispered. You opened your eyes to see him looking at you hopefully. You wiped away his fallen tears before leaning in, planting a soft and tender kiss on his lips.

"I promise."

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