#she definitely wasted away by the end not even having the chance to try to make up for the terrible mistake she made

[skipper1331]

Everything and more // María León

a/n: based off this request and kinda this. Enjoy

Ale felt like she was talking to a wall.

The team was in their local pub, enjoying the day off after the el clasico win.

Mapi was sat next to you and Alexia and before Alexia could even start talking, the defender had only eyes for you. Your hand was resting comfortably on her thigh as you talked to Patri. Mapis skin was on fire, something she couldn‘t control when you were near or more than that, touching her. That girl was madly in love with you - a teenager romance.

You look at her - weak knees.

You talk to her - stuttering mess.

You hug her - wobbly wreck.

All in all, it didn‘t matter what you did or said at the end of the day Mapi would love you either way If not more.

Everything and more.

Looking at you with googly eyes, she couldn’t help but smile at you, lovingly.

After minutes of trying to get the blonde to engage in the conversation, Alexia just stopped and started talking to the other girls.

Every question towards Mapi fell to deaf ears as she admired you, heart skipping a beat at each of your smiles. María couldn‘t help but scoot closer to you, her arm around your waist as she bit her lip, eyes roaming over every inch of your body. "Amor" she whispered the conversation with Patri came to a stop due the waiter bringing new drinks, "can we go home?" she whined, her free hand wandering along your leg, inching closer to your private area.

"No"

Letting out a huff, she pulled her hand away from your leg yet not leaving your touch completely.

The next hour was the same as the first: Mapi fully obsessed with you and everything you do.

Every now and then she would whisper an 'i love you' in your ear with a sloppy needy kiss to your cheek.

"Drinks?" you asked the girls after awhile, slightly tipsy. They cheered in agreement. As you stood up, Mapi got up as well, not wanting leave your side. You looked at her confused, what was she doing? "I‘m helping youuu" she sang, grinning as her hand slipped in the back pocket of your jeans - claiming you as hers.

There were 3 stages of Mapi;

stage 1: sober - madly in love with and follows you like a puppy.

stage 2: tipsy/ little bit more - energetically in love with you and gets clingy.

stage 3: drunk/ wasted - crazily in love with you, clingy and follows you like a lost puppy.

And stage 2 was the case at the moment. Nevertheless, her jealousy was there at every stage, yet it wasn't the level that mattered but the person who you talked to/flirted with you - she was always jealous. It just depened on the person how much. "Baby, take a seat" you told her in a sweet voice, kissing her lips quickly. Mapi gave you her famous drunk-pout with crossed but didn‘t say anything. Though, she watched you like a hawk as you walked up to the bar. The team took the chance to talk to their friend with no success. With her eyes drained on your beautiful figure, her heart swooned at everything you did. It wasn‘t until a mid aged man came near you. Her lovestruck smile turned into a clenched jaw.

"Hey, i‘m sorry. Are you Y/l/n?" he asked, friendly.

"Yeah! How are you?" you replied, matching his friendly demeanor. "I don‘t want to bother you but my daugther - she’s 6" he showed you his lock screen, a little girl grinning widely as she held a Barcelona jersey in her hands. "That was her reaction when my wife and I gifted her your jersey. She‘s a really big fan."

"Thats really sweet!"

"Um, well, is there any chance I could take a photo with you or get an autograph somehow? Of course only if you agree with it a 100%"

As you thought of the little girl who had such a big smile on her face, your mind was made up quickly, "why don‘t we do both?"

It was clear to say she definitely got that bright smile from her father. "Thank you so much!"

As you took the picture with him, he made sure to have a respectable amount space between the two of you. And as you were about to scribble your signature on the napkin, you felt an arm snuggle around you. María. She pressed a kiss to your temple as she made her statement, "hola amor, ¿quién es?" she asked, glaring at the creature of a man. "This is-"

"Jack" he ended your sentence.

"His daughter is a big fan" you declared, knowing how her mind was working. Interwining your fingers, you calmed the defender down who had already made up a few scenarios in her mind what was going on and how to shoo him away. "Sign here too, love" you pointed at the napkin, smiling wide. You loved to make fans happy, something Mapi loved about you. She grabbed the pen, signing the napkin as well with a little heart next to yours. Again, a silent statement. You knew it meant something but not what exactly. Her mind was working in a strange possessive clingy way when it came to you, the love of her life.

Jack thanked the both of you, walking back to his table as you turned around on the bar stool. You didn‘t say anything, just raised an brow. "Don‘t give me that look, mi vida. He- he was flirting and i-" she tried to defend herself, babbling about the man who actually turned out to be really nice, something she didn‘t expect.

"you got soo jealous because someone who isn‘t you was talking to me, hm?" you mocked her, giggling at the defeated look on her face.

Kissing away her pout, you mumbled a "te amo" against her lips, her heart skipping a beat like always. As she ordered the tables drinks, she had her arms around you, minding her own business - you - as the two of you waited. She pressed kisses all over your face, loving the laughter that came in respond.

"There you are!" Patri yelled as you finally arrived at the table with drinks.

María placed the tray of drinks on the table, not saying anything as she sat down on the chair, Alexia looked at you, why was she having a frown on her face. Rolling your eyes, you answered her question: Mapi was being Mapi.

As you were about to walk to your own seat the defender pulled at your hips - her lap was now your new seat. "Don’t say anything" she grumbled.

"Your drinks" the new waitress said as she stared at you with hungry eyes. Of course, Mapi noticed the behavior of the lady. Already with Marías hands around your body, the waitress didn‘t seem to mind that you were clearly in a relationship, your girl right next to you.

As her arms hugged your waist, her fingers lacing together, to hold you tight, your arm went around her shoulder. "She was totally eye-fucking you" she stated again, claiming that the bartender had the hots for you. You looked at her, absently, playing with a strand of loose hair, "baby, how many times do I have to tell you, I don‘t care"

"Well, I do!" drowning her drink, she carried on, "they all do, all the time! We can‘t go out without someone flirting or eye-fucking you"

"María, why do you care so much about it? I‘m yours" you whispered, forehead leaning against the defender. "I don‘t know, something it’s just- my mind doesn‘t like the thought of you with someone else"

"Do you want to go home?" you asked, the defender at the verge of tears, more than one drink in her body showing their work. She just mumbled a yes in your chest as she hugged you like a toddler "te amo mi vida, te amo mucho"

Saying bye to the girls, they understood the matter, well Alexia understood, the only one who had one drink the whole night. Besides she was Mapis best friend, she knew her well enough. With some complains of the girls, you left anyways. Marías arm around your mid section on the way home, every so often pressing kisses to your cheek, jaw and temple. She would have prefered if she could have carried you home but nonetheless happy that you were in her grasp and hers general.

At home, the girl didn‘t leave your side, "¿beso?" she asked as you took of your shoes. You did as she wished, pressing a peck to her lips, the defender smiling happily as she did a little jump.

In the kitchen, she hugged you from behind, kissing along your neck and bare shoulder, loving you the way you deserved.

"¿beso?"

"Sí, beso" puckering her lips, she waited for you to press yours on her own. When you did, her skin caught fire. She pushed you against the counter, kissing the life out of you. She loved to kiss you.

In the bathroom, as you were about to brush your teeth, she again asked the question that haunted you since the moment you left the bar, "¿beso?" Of course you kissed her, you loved it just as much as the defender to kiss one another. It made your heart race, skin tingle, soul happy and mind spin.

In bed, Mapi laying on top of you with her head hidden in your neck, she mumbled inaudible words.

"You want to have a kiss right?" you asked giggling.

"No" she answered to your surprise.

"No?"

"No. quiero un beso de buenas noches" she pressed featherlight kisses to your jaw, loving the way your breath hitched at her touch. It was your turn to say "no"

"No?"

"No"

Quickly the defender sat up, staddling your waist as she glared while frowning at you, "¿por que?"

"Said so" giving her the bitchy-shoulder-gesture, you tried to hold in your laugh as you could see the dots working in her brain. "No no no, you love me and I love you so bésame" she demanded, leaning down, prompting her weight on her arms as they rested dangerously close next to your head, "¡bésame!" she grumbled, an inch away. You could feel her breath against your lips, your own hitching at the slight hand movement along your exposed stomach. "Amor, bésame" she now whined, "pretty please" giving you puppy dog eyes, you had to give in, your hands cupped her cheeks, poking them, "so needy" you giggled.

Staring at one another with so much love in each others eyes, you both leaned in, lips touching ever so gentle. It was more than just a good night kiss, it was kiss so soft and loving that meant everything for the both of you.

I love you.

You‘re everything to me.

I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

Every love confession in the world wouldn’t have been enough to describe what you felt in that moment.

Everything and more.

————————

#maria leon #maria leon x reader #mapi leon #mapi leon x reader #maría león #maría león x reader #woso fanfics #woso x reader #woso #barcelona women #fc barcelona femeni #barcelona femeni #barcelona femeni x reader

[sixxteenbullets]

for the johnny cade smut, it can be just an "i was worried about you" and kind of caring smut, the sex being rough but with praise? sorry if this doesn't make sense!

I WAS WORRIED

PAIRING- JOHNNY CADE X FEM!READER

WARNINGS- MENTIONS OF MURDER, P IN V, LOVING SMUT, WRITTEN BADLY

Smut starts at paragraph 14

Hearing that your boyfriend had gotten into trouble wasn't nice to hear. Especially when it involved a murder in self defence of a well known Soc boy. When Y/n heard about it, she felt many different things. The first was shock, then anger at how someone could try and hurt her baby, and then sadness because he had to go into hiding to avoid the mess.

That's what brought her to her current situation, demanding that Dallas Winston take her to him. "No, with that big mouth of yours, everybody would know."

That was absolute bullshit, they both knew it. Sure, she likes to gossip, but never at the stakes of her friends, definitely not at the stake of her lover. "Yes! Now get in this car and take me to see Johnny!"

He stood still for a moment, eyes narrowed, jaw clenching and unclenching. She grew nervous, but only for a moment before he scoffed and got into the driver's seat. As much as he didn't want to take the chance of his best friend getting caught, he knew Y/n was a good girl. She'd never rat. Plus, it would keep Johnny's mouth shut about her for a minute.

They didn't speak throughout the whole ride. There was nothing to say. Y/n wasn't shy about showing her anxiety through the tapping of a foot or the silent mumble from her lips as she thought about all of the things that could go wrong. While Dallas tried to hide what he was feeling, he didn't do it well. He touched his face too much, looked away from the road too much. He was stressed and it was clear to her, but they said nothing to comfort each other.

As soon as the thunderbird was parked in front of an old church, Y/n was off. Dallas only shook his head as he watched her run straight into the building and give the two of them a near heart attack. Ponyboy, once he realised who she was, just gave a soft smile and breathed in relief. Johnny on the other hand, wasted no time jumping up to pull her into him. There were no words to describe how refreshing it was for the boys to see a new face.

The two held each other for a while, ignoring Dallas and Ponyboy's teases and laughs. She was the one who broke the hug, much to his dismay, and headed over to the other criminal to give him a hug. He gladly accepted it and even showed disappointment when she ended it. She understood though, going so long without any sort of comforting affection like that must have been brutal.

After the tension of the arrival proved short-lived, the four all began conversing in whatever they could think of. This went on until Dallas abruptly stood up and had Ponyboy take him outside to their food supply as he was getting hungry.

When the two boys were gone, Johnny and Y/n sat in a comforting silence, eyes moving between contact and lips. There was an unspoken thought lingering between them, something that neither of them had built up the courage to say. It wasn't until she acted on an impulse and smashed her lips into his did he realise that she was very real and very much there. This was happening.

The kiss was filled with so much hunger and passion that he felt light headed. The love which was ignited between them was so foreign to him. She gave him everything she had and more. Johnny Cade was only eighteen years old, as was she, and his life was at risk. He could be thrown into prison, killed for revenge, or be driven mad by the constant danger he was in. That was too real. More than their love or their kiss. More than the hand that slid down his torso, and more than his actions of pulling away from her. "Not here,"

Y/n's only thoughts as she was being taken to a loft in the back of the abandoned church was how she was going to show her boyfriend how much she cared for him.

Johnny was laying on his back in no time, his girl slowly pressing kisses all over his face. Every one of them brought him happiness. At one point she stopped, pressing one last kiss to his jaw before she met his eyes again. Her legs moved to straddle his hips and her hands held his face. "I was so worried about you," she breathed. "So worried."

"Let me make it up to you." These words surprised both of them. She didn't think he would be so forward, and he thought the exact same thing.

In one swift, careful motion, he was on top. His hand was behind her head and his lips were on her neck. She closed her eyes and took in his warmth. Her lips parted in silent ecstasy as his hand roamed down her side, pulling her shirt up to be even with her waist. That was his next portrait. Kisses were trailed down her middle, stopping just above her pants before he pulled away.

A pathetic complaint left her mouth incoherently, but it was short lived as she saw his hands trail to his hips. She followed in suit by removing her shirt and her own pants. The look in his eyes was unreadable before it changed to hunger. Something that she's never seen before. And, fuck, was it hot.

Their lips met again and his hips grinded down into hers, creating a shameless moan from both of them. But he didn't stop there, every bit of contact made only encouraged the dirty passion.

It was his turn to pull away from her then, meet her eyes and speak so softly that she could hardly hear him. "Are you sure? Are you ready?"

"I want you." That was all he needed to hear before he tore away her underwear and lined up with her entrance. The anticipation got to her and made her close her eyes, preparing for what was about to come.

Seeing this, he pressed his forehead to hers. "I love you."

Every inch of him that was thrust into her was savored by each of them. Every inch of skin that they could think of was flooded with warmth. Her leg swung up over his hip, his hand gripping her thigh, moving up slowly to wrap around her waist and keep her impossibly close to him.

A tear of pure euphoria slipped down one of their faces, they didn't know which of them was crying but the salty taste that joined their lips confirmed that it was happening. Whatever discomfort there was for either lover couldn't even be remotely matched by the amount of love and pleasure they were engulfed in.

It was nearly impossible to keep quiet. Dallas and Ponyboy were not far from them, just outside the church. They could hear so easily. The risk, however, was not very present in their minds. Many other thoughts were taking over. For example, how fucking good they both felt.

His hips grinded into hers at a quick pace, pelvis hitting her clit with every motion. Her back arched and her torso met his. The arm that wasn't wrapped around her was used to slide down her arm as their fingers intertwined. Light, feathery kisses were pressed against her breasts.

She spoke in slow, breathy words. "You're so. . . Good."

For a brief moment, Y/n opened her eyes to look at Johnny. His face was twisted into an expression that could only be described as heavenly. A small, emotional smile graced her lips as she let her eyes close once more.

"You're beautiful." He was so quiet. His face hurried into her neck, mouth opened as he neared his high. The hot breath on her neck was something she never thought she'd enjoy so much. There was a tightness that grew in her core, then, building up so much that she struggled to keep from crying out.

As if nature was on their side that day, they reached their climax together. A fire ignited between them and spread through their most connected points all the way to the tips of their fingers, still laced together tight. The intimacy was crushing them in the most pleasurable way.

Her empty hand went to tangle in his hair, gripping tight. The arm that he had wrapped around her middle moved downward so that his hand could squeeze the fat of her ass.

He had pulled out and released on the ground between her thighs. There wasn't much time to allow his body to calm down before his attention was back on the girl in front of him. Her eyes were still closed as she attempted to calm down from her own high. He crawled back up beside her and laid down. She was quickly pulled into an embrace, neither party caring about how sweaty the other was.

"You're coming back again next week." It wasn't much of a question as it was a statement.

She breathed a laugh and nodded against his chest. "Yeah, I am."

______

UGHHHH. RAHH. I'm sorry but I suck at smut lol. I'm not much of a johnny girl, nor a smut girl, so I'm sorry this isn't as good as it could have been.

@thesunmeltedthegrayaway on the other hand, has some really good works on johnny!

#johnny cade #the outsiders #dallas winston #ponyboy curtis #johnny cade x reader #the outsiders 1983 #sodapop curtis #darry curtis #two bit mathews #steve randle #the outsiders smut

[he-calls-me-kitten]

Jealousy, Jealousy (Part 1)

Solomon x F! MC

Long Slowburn, Angst to comfort, Rough language and behaviour

"I'm resigning as your apprentice, Solomon." The conviction in your voice was clear. You had clearly contemplated it for some time.

"You're... you're not even close to ready for higher level magic MC-" Solomon was clearly caught off-guard. More shocked than displeased.

"I don't need it. I don't need anything to do with magic or being a sorceror. I just- I'm done. So thank you for everything so far, but you won't need to waste your time with me anymore." You barely met his eyes before you walked out.

💮

This was two days ago. You were careful to tell him on a Friday, so you could avoid him for the weekend.

Mammon and Asmo both asked you whether you'd like to go out with them, but you refused. You didn't want to run into him on the streets either.

A part of you felt guilty for doing that to him. He did deserve an explanation atleast. But what could you possibly tell him?

I can't be around you anymore because I'm desperately in love with you but you already seem to have someone else.

No. It makes no sense. It sounds so juvenile and conceited, you shake your head and bite the inside of your cheek. You cringe at how strange and tense your next interaction with him might be.

But that wasn't a good enough reason for Lucifer to let you stay home. So you took a deep breath and left for RAD.

💮

To your relief, you had no classes in common in the first half. At lunch you sat alone, in a place where you'd usually never sit. Further lowering the chance to see him. So you ended up with a friendly bunch of Succubi from your classes.

They were complaining about how the assignments were too long to complete in one week and you wholeheartedly agreed. While one of them was mimicking the professor's stern voice, another one screamed.

She was holding up her phone and squealing in excitement. You peered at it. Asmo posted a new Devilgram story.

Of course.

You feigned interest to match the energy of these excited fangirls. But honestly you'd lost your appetite, listening to the conversation.

"Oh look, isn't that Solomon in the back? Oh he looks extra smoldering today. I wonder where he's staring so intently?"

"Yes yes that's definitely him. They're always together aren't they? Like an old married couple haha!"

"Solomon stays in Asmo's room when he stays at HOL, doesn't he? Oooh I wonder what sort of kinky things they get up to in there?!"

Asmo is incapable of loving him. He has known him for centuries and yet doesn't know anything about him. Even simple things like his favourite work of fiction or his music tastes. He has never taken interest in what Solomon's works or passions.

"Oh but I've heard Lucifer is more Solomon's type. Did you know he's been trying to get a pact with him since the last century?"

"Oh yeah I've definitely seen them around too. There's even fanart of them in the RAD fansites now ahaha!"

"They are totally like rivals to lovers. Did you see the magical duel they got into once? They are so equally matched!"

Lucifer cannot stand the sight of him, let alone trust him. He always told me how dubious and shady Solomon was, literally asking me to shut him up and keep him away once I became a sorceror.

You couldn't sit and stew in this conversation anymore, painfully close to puking out all the contents of your stomach. But they caught you trying to leave.

"What about you, MC? As his apprentice who do you think suits romantically Solomon?"

Me.

You wanted to scream it. But you didn't. How selfish and conceited of you. Who the hell were you decide? And it's not like people were not allowed to have their opinions on it. You couldn't in your right mind, judge them for simply making the most logical assumptions.

"Haha I honestly couldn't tell. We never really talked about things like these." You laughed awkwardly before excusing yourself. The bell rang just in time. You headed straight to class.

💮

You were clutching your books to your chest. How did things turn out like this? You were sure to be as fast as possible. How did all the seats get filled up? And why was the only empty seat next to Solomon?

"MC, please come in and sit down. We need to get the class started." The professor said, impatiently. You nodded in apology and headed in the direction of your doom.

You could feel his eyes on focused on you, sending chills down your spine. But you didn't dare glance more than once. It didn't help that this was a double period.

And anytime your hands or elbows accidentally touched, you flinched, muttering soft apologies and tried to move your seat away. But somehow your seat was being pulled back into place again.

"The next assignment is to be done in pairs. So everyone partner up with person you're sitting next to and finish it by next class. Class dismissed."

Oh, just my fucking luck.

"I'll come by the House of Lamentation at 7:30 tonight." His voice was icy as he got up from his seat, moving back so you get out of class first. On your way home, all you could hear was the sound of your heart pounding wildly.

💮

You were suprised that the house was still empty at 7. You texted the brothers asking if something happened.

Satan texted back about how there had been a sudden increase influx of student requests and the student council has too many of them to review.

Beel texted you to eat without them cause they might have to stay in school overnight. You felt your anxiety rise. The thought of being all alone in the house with Solomon...

The doorbell rung exactly at 7:30. You opened the door and welcomed him in. The coldness never left his eyes. His footsteps were deliberately slower and more weighted as he followed you to your room.

"I've set up the initial requirements of the experiment, so if you have the magical items and extracts, we can just get started right away-"

SLAM!

The door shut and locked loudly behind him. You thought you could get away with pretending everything was fine but clearly he had different intentions.

"I believe you owe me some explanations, MC." He walked over to the bed, grabbing your wrist along. You could feel the repressed anger in his grip. It scared and excited you all at once.

You found yourself cornered against the wall behind the bed, your ankles binded together by his glowing ropes. Struggling was useless. He leaned forward until you could feel his hot breath on your lips.

"Sorry about the extreme measure MC, but you have a rather unpleasant habit of running away from conversations."

💮

To be continued....

#obey me #obey me solomon #obey me angst #obey me imagine #obey me long fic #obey me fanfic #obey me mammon #obey me satan #obey me beel #obey me asmo #obey me Lucifer #obey me smut

[still-blue-sky]

She’s My Type

Summary: Regulus is the living definition of ‘you can look but you can’t touch’. He constantly shuts down any advances from the many girls at Hogwarts who tried to seduce him and one day his friend Evan Rosier asks him what exactly is his type of girl and if she even exists? Only one girl comes to mind and it’s her.

Pairing: Regulus Black x Female! Reader

Word Count: 5K

Warning: Nothing really there’s just a good amount of making out at the end

A/n: Regulus and the reader are in their 6th year at Hogwarts btw. I hope you like it ! If you’d like to request me something don’t be shy :)

———————————————————————————————————

Regulus Black was handsome, there was no denying that. He was a great student, he was the seeker on the Slytherin’s quidditch team, he loved to read, and on the rare occasion he had a beautiful smile that made you weak in the knees. He had this aura of mystery about him since only a handful of people had the chance to get to know him on a personal level, but this only added to the determination of many students at Hogwarts, both boy and girl, to become the exception to his long list of people who were turned down by him. Many have tried, didn’t matter if you were a Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw or Gryffindor he always politely refused any advances that came his and this morning was no different.

Regulus was sitting at the Slytherin table quietly enjoying his breakfast while his close friend Evan Rosier was going on about how they’re going to demolish the Gryffindor team at tomorrow’s game. He was about to go over the all the plays and moves he had practiced the other day until he stopped mid sentence and a sly smile came through as his eyes shifted behind Regulus. A shy Hufflepuff girl was making her way towards the pair, nervously playing with the sleeve of her sweater before plastering a smile on her face as she finally reached Regulus.

-“Hi Regulus, sorry to bother you during breakfast but I was wondering if you would want to Hogsmade together this weekend with me?” She sounded hopeful, knowing that her chances were low with the untouchable Regulus Black. He looked up, shooting a glare towards his friend who was enjoying the scene in front of him.

-“It’s Mindy right?” He asked and when she nodded he coughed awkwardly before continuing” Thanks for the invitation but I’m not planning on going to Hogsmade this weekend I was planning on getting a head start on my homework…alone”

-“Oh okay…We’ll have a nice morning I guess” she said sadly before turning away from the dark haired boy and walking towards her friends who were all waiting to see if she had succeeded or not.

-“Why exactly do you turn down every girl ? I mean I can understand some but you have said no to every single invitation since year 2 what gives?” Evan asked. Regulus let out a sigh, this wasn’t the first time he had been asked this question and it certainly wont be the last.

-“I’m just not interested in the people who have asked me that’s all. Why would I go on a date with someone if I’m not into them it would just be a waste of time for both parties involved” he explained before taking another bite of his breakfast.

-“Okay so who is interesting enough to catch the eyes of the elusive Regulus Black?”

Evan had been asking himself this question for years now, trying to figure out what kind of girl Regulus would be interested in. He had gathered a few guesses over the years of knowing him. He figured she would have to share his love for novels and reading that was a given, he would probably enjoy someone who could keep up with his wittiness and sarcasm but that was all he had gathered, the rest was always a 50/50 chance since Regulus never mentioned any interest in any girl so it was hard to try narrow it down.

-“I should head to class I want to ask Professor Slughorn a few questions before class starts” he said before gathering his things, hoping that Evan would drop the topic of conversation.

-“Oh come on Reggie you gotta give me something! Anything ! What’s your type of girl?” He asked but got no answer as Regulus made his way to class.

This isn’t over Evan thought to himself before turning his attention the poor Slytherin boys who sat next to him to talk his ear off about how he’s going to win the next quidditch game.

As Regulus made his way to his potions class he ran his hand through him messy curls, patting down any unwanted strays. He wanted to look good, he always put a bit more effort in his appearance when he knew she was going to be in his class. You see, Regulus had lied when he said he was heading to class early to ask Professor Slughorn some questions. The real reason he wanted to get there early was because he knew Y/n always arrived early to her classes. He smiled lightly at the feeling of nervousness that always came when he thought of her.

They had been partnered together for their potion class this year and that was how Regulus met the only girl to have ever make him feel flustered by a simple smile. He was blown away by her wittiness and how she was always quick to reply to his sarcasm with her own, something he wasn’t used to with his friends who often just rolled their eyes at his sarcastic responses. He felt challenged by her intellect that kept him on his toes and even though they would sometimes bicker about who was right there was never any real anger or annoyance which he appreciated. Her beauty was undeniable, a small smile from her made his heart flutter, her laugh was contagious and he always swelled up with pride whenever he was the cause of it. However her eyes were his favourite thing to look at, well second favourite but he couldn’t exactly look at her lips during the whole conversation without seeming a bit creepy. Still, it didn’t mean he didn’t let his gaze wonder to her plump licks wishing he could just bend down and pull her closer to him before kissing her passionately. No her eyes were beautiful, the always shinned a bit brighter whenever she spoke of a new novel she was currently reader or they had a small fire in them whenever she felt challenged but the way she looked at him was what sealed the deal for him. They were gentle and kind hearted just like the way she presented herself. He was used to people looking at him in want or fear because of his last name but she held no judgement or ulterior motive behind hers, they were always true to how was she feeling. 

Once he arrived to class he was happy to see you sitting at the desk you both shared, too busy reading your book to realize that you were no longer alone. Your hair was down and some loose strands of hair framed your delicate face while you subconsciously played around with the end of your silver and blue tie.

-”Still reading the same book from last week I see? I’m surprised you haven’t already finished it yet” he said making his presence known to you before taking his seat next to you. You let out a small giggle at the hint of sarcasm that was laced in his voice.

-”Yes well I didn’t have much time to read this week since my potions partner slacked off on our project so out of the kindness of my heart I had to correct the many many errors he made leaving me with little to no time to read my wonderful book” she replied, marking the page she was at before discarding it to the edge of the desk and turn her body slightly towards the handsome Slytherin boy who always made her heart race whenever she saw him. 

-”How kind of you” 

-”I know I’m just that type of person I guess, but I don’t do it for the recognition I do it for the people” she dramatically said making Regulus laugh. He always appreciated how easy it was with her, it just clicked without any effort needed. He noticed she had a fallen eyelash on her cheek and before he could stop himself he reached over and gently brushed it off her cheek, he felt her suck in her breath as he looked at her. He was taller than her so he was practically towering over her and he couldn’t stop himself by letting his eyes flicker from her eyes that started up at him in chock to her lips that seemed to be begging him to kiss her. His hand was still on her cheek, his fingertips were cold against the warmth of her soft skin. They stood there for a few moments, neither of them breaking eye contact or making a move until Y/N realized who this was in front of her. This was Regulus Black, the guy who was known for turning down every girl who has ever tried to date him so why would she be any different. A frown made it’s way on her face before looking away making Regulus retract his hand from her cheek and snapping him out of his daze. He sat back down missing the warmth of her skin and looked at her noticing the change in emotion that had washed over her. He cleared his throat beforeHe sat back down before speaking up

-”Sorry you had an eyelash on your cheek” he said quietly.

-”It’s okay. Thank you” she replied but her voice was not the joyful one he had heard before, this one was more monotone and apprehensive.

Soon enough class started and they were no longer alone for Regulus to ask her if she was alright, not wanting to make her uncomfortable. During the whole class they barely spoke to one another, not from Regulus’s lack of trying. He tried joking around like they had the previous class but Y/N didn’t respond with her usual witty replies she only gave him a polite smile and got back to work. Regulus was confused and worried. The last thing he wanted was to ruin the friendship they had built over time and the though of her hating him for making her uncomfortable didn’t sit right with him. He decided to wait until class ended to try and talk to her and clear the air up but before he even got the chance Y/N stood up and grabbed her things, quickly leaving the class and Regulus behind.

You idiot! You just had to wipe off her eyelash yourself you couldn’t have just told her and let her do it herself. he thought to himself. He had no idea what to do and he was left to try and figure it out on his own since he hadn’t told anyone of his crush on Y/N. 

Evan! Evan has gone out with loads of girl he would be able to help me figure out where I went wrong! Oh god, I have to tell Evan Rosier about Y/N... He groaned at the thought but nevertheless he made his way to the Slytherin common room after grabbing his things knowing that he liked to there during his free periods.

He was relieved to have found his friend laying on the emerald green couch reading about herbology, probably for his class. He made his way to the couch thanking that most of the Slytherins had class at the moment or were at the library leaving the two alone. 

-”Hey Reggi!  How’s it goi-” Evan started but was quickly cut off by a semi frantic Regulus who just wanted answers and solutions to his problem.

-”Y/N Y/LN “ he blurted out. “Y/N Y/LN is my type of girl and I need your help” he added not wanting to waste time. He looked at his friend’s chocked expression as the information slowly settled in. I mean he was right about the smarts and reading so he felt quite triumphant about that but on top of it all his best friend was coming to him of all people for help. He was on cloud 9.

-”Not bad Regulus she’s pretty but she always was too smart for me I mean most of the Ravenclaws are but thats besides the point. How may I be of service my child” Evan said, using a old wise voice near the end to try and calm down his friend who’s leg had been bouncing nervously since he sat down.

Regulus told him everything that happened during class, never missing a chance to talk about how wonderful she is or how beautiful she looked in class as he got side tracked which Evan often had to bring him back on track until finally he explained the whole situation.

-”My friend I am no woman but I am slightly trained in the art of a mind of a women so let me try and break this down to what I think might of happened in her head while you were too busy day dreaming of kissing her instead of actually doing it like the idiot you are” 

-”Oye no need to be rude Rosier” 

-”Do you want my help or not Black?” Evan asked already knowing the answer but enjoyed being the smart one of the two for once. Regulus nodded and signaled him to continue.

-“Regulus you twat you have literally never shown any interest and I mean ANY interest in a girl and all of a sudden you’re out here caressing a girls cheek for a freaking eyelash! Don’t be daft and think for a second. If you were her and she was the one with a record of rejecting any and all girls don’t you think it would get your hopes up only to remind yourself that the chances aren’t even slim to none its none point blank. She likes you and you’re not exactly what they call a relationship type of guy as in you’ve never been in one or wanted one for all these years” Evan expressed, the annoyance in his voice apparent as if it was the most obvious thing. Regulus groaned and shoved his face into his hand and let himself how he could make things right with you. On the other hand Evan might be totally wrong and you don’t reciprocate his feelings and are only annoyed by his forwardness but he wanted to try. He needed to try.

-“I’ll see you later I have to go” Regulus said giving his friend a grateful smile to let him know that he appreciates all he’s done because when all is said is and done out of all their friends Evan was his closest friend.

-“Hey do me a favour and ask Y/N if her friend Margaret is interested in anyone at the moment!” 

Regulus laughed, waving a hand as a goodbye before making his way towards the great hall thinking that maybe you had gone down to eat dinner with your friends. He was disappointed to see that you were missing from the Ravenclaw table where you usually sat. He gathered the courage to walk towards your friends not caring that they would probably gossip it all the way back to not only the ears of his sweet Y/N but also to the rest of the school saying that the unobtainable Regulus was searching for a particular Ravenclaw student. Unfortunately, they had no answer to give him but one of them did not miss a chance to compliment him on his win from last week’s quidditch game. He simply brushed her off and thanked them for their time and wondered where you could be. The library! She must be there -Regulus thought to himself knowing how much you liked to read there on your spare time. However, once he made it you were once again nowhere in sight, but he did manage to spot one of your friends who was sitting at a table not too far.

-“Hey Margaret do you know where Y/N is ?” he asked hoping she had a answer and that he wouldn’t have to go on a wild goose chase to find you. The blue eyed Ravenclaw looked up from her homework, visibly annoyed by the fact that this boy was interrupting her work. 

-“What’s it to you?” she asked and he could tell by the look on her face that Y/n had probably mentioned something about him and what had happened earlier today in class. 

-“Just tell me where she is Margaret come on “ it was now his turn to have annoying laced in voice not caring about formality.

-“How about you tell me what you want to tell her and I’ll pass the message along? “She told him and he understood why you both were friends. You both had the same challenging look but yours was much nicer and all he wanted was for you to look at him that way in anyway really as long as it wasn’t in sadness or indifference.

-“How about you tell me where she is and I’ll tell her myself” he gridded through his teeth. He was getting impatient and so was she but none of them were letting up and he had to give it to her, she was a loyal friend.

-“Why would I do that you give her enough false hope as it is. I’m sure it can wait until your next class” he said turning back to her homework hoping that he got the message that she wasn’t going to spill the location. Good luck Evan you’re going to need it with this one bud he thought but then his brain repeated the words false hope, and he felt his heart ache and skip a beat at the same time even if it was impossible. He was upset that she felt that he was playing around with her emotions but at the same time he felt hopeful that maybe for once his idiotic friend was right and that Y/N liked him back.

-“It was never meant to be taken as false hope okay? I didn’t even know she felt that way about me until my friend told me that she possibly felt the same way so please Margaret tell me where Y/N is so I can tell her myself” his tone had softened and his heart raced as the girl let out a sigh and shot him a glare, almost like a warning that he was on thin ice with her.

-“Your friend is smarter then you are that’s for sure” she started, she looked at him and Regulus could tell she was debating giving up Y/N’s whereabouts or not.

-“His name is Evan Rosier if you’re ever interested “he added, knowing this could help his friend out the way he had helped Regulus. 

-“Astronomy tower” she simply said, a light blush on her cheeks was almost missed by Regulus by how quick she turned around and got back to work, shielding her face by leaning it up against her hand.

-“Thank you Margaret” he said loudly, earning a few ‘shhh’ from other students but he didn’t care he quickly walked out of the library before sprinting to the Astronomy Tower where Y/N was hiding. 

He was out of breath, but it was understandable he had run around the school right before and now he had to walk up over a thousand stairs. He felt his adrenaline pushing him to get there faster and he mentally cursed whoever decided to cast a spell that disabled his ability to simply aparate to the top of the stairs. Soon enough, he took one last step until he was face to face with the wooden that stood between him and you. He took a deep breath, calming himself before stumbling in there like a fool. Once he was satisfied with his breathing and his hand shook just a bit less than it did before he opened the door and there you were. You were deep in thought, leaning against the railing as you took in the site of the school grounds and the beauty of the changing colors of the leaves since it was now fall. There was a cold gust of wind that made you shiver and pull you robe closer to your body in hopes of gathering more warmth. You heard the door open and turned her head, thinking it would be Margaret but there stood Regulus looking at you with adoration not that you noticed. You were still in the headspace that the boy that stood before you could never return the feelings that you had developed for him over time. 

-“Regulus what are you doing here?” she asked him, now facing him completely.

-“I never wanted to give you false hope Y/N” he said, not caring that he didn’t answer her question he just didn’t want to waste any more time tonight, he wanted to know how you felt about him. 

-“What are you talking about” Y/N asked but suddenly her conversation with Margaret from before had popped into her head. Y/N had told her how she thought she getting her hopes up for nothing when it came to Regulus and Margaret had been the only one she had spoken to about her feeling for Regulus so she knew this was coming from her.

-“God dammit Margaret” she muttered lowly, rolling her eyes before looking back at Regulus only to realize he was still looking at her. She felt her cheeks heat up and thankfully the cold wind was a logical explanation as to why her cheeks glowed a even brighter shade of pink than before. She looked away, too flustered to say anything until it dawned on her that he now knows that she has feeling for him or at least thinks she does. She now felt mortified and kept her gaze down to her shoes. 

-“Y/N please look at me, love” Regulus pleaded, hating the way she suddenly became cold and shut off like she did in class. He started to walk closer to her wanting to be close to her. Even with his pleas, she kept her eyes to the ground until pair of black oxford shoes came into vision and two soft fingertips found their way under her chin and pushed her face upwards to meet his hazel green eyes that seemed worried for her. She once again found herself looking up at the tall handsome Slytherin who towered over her like he did before in class.

-“Say something, anything love just talk to me.” He asked again, glad that she kept her gaze onto him instead of the floor, but he wanted more. He wanted her to say it because he needed to hear it so it could be real. 

-“Regulus please stop” she whispered, her eyes were sad. She liked being close to him this way, she craved it. They were inches apart, his warm breath was hitting her cheeks, his fingers now gripping her chin in place to make sure she didn’t look away and she could feel her knees get weak with the way he was looking at her. But she couldn’t take it if this was all as a concerned friend and nothing else. She had to separate her feelings from him before she fell for him even more. Regulus had a similar feeling, in which case he loved having her this close to him, to be able to feel her skin even if it was the smallest amount, it drove him wild. 

-“Why” His gaze was intense and she felt herself gulp as she let out a shaky breath before letting the truth come out knowing he wouldn’t let it go until she did.

-“Because you don’t like me like that and that’s fine but you need to stop acting like this for me to be able to get over you” she whispered, she could feel her eyes water as she closed them waiting for him to turn her down like he did with all the others. 

She expected him to take a step back and leave her out in the cold again, but he never did. In fact, he did the complete opposite. She couldn’t see him, but he was smiling down at her, enjoying the fact that she had admitted to it. He looked at her lips before bending down a bit to meet her height, the fingers that were once on her chin now moving to her cheek cupping it gently before he pressed a soft kiss against Y/N’s lips. Her eye’s opened in shock but soon they closed once again as she relished the feeling of his lips against hers. She kissed him back, her hand flying up to grab his wrist to make sure he kept his hand against her cheek. He pulled away, rubbing soft circles against her cheek as the other tucked a strand of hair that had fallen onto her back behind her ear. 

-“I like you too, I always have” he whispered lovingly. She smiled up at him, taking a moment to appreciate every freckle that painted his face, the way his eyes crinkled as he smiled back at her, indescribable happiness filled his heart and it was all thanks to you. You had his heart and there was no way he was ever taking it back. He missed the feeling of his lips on hers, and now that he’s tasted them there was no way he was going to miss out on them ever again.

Before he could take action, his tie was gently yanked down as Y/N place her lips onto his having also missed the feeling of them against hers. This kiss was more passionate then the first as Y/N wrapped her arms around Regulus’s neck pulling him down even further as she tried to meet him halfway by going on her tippy toes. She smiled as she felt his arms wrap around her waist pulling her flush against his hard toned chest, the hand that was once gently caressing her cheek had now made its way to the back of her neck hold her close against him. He turned his head gently and his tongue playfully glided against her bottom lip. She knew what he wanted and she was more than willing but a boost of confidence told her to bite down on his bottom lip and pull on it breaking the kiss. She kept her eyes onto his as he looked surprised and let a quiet groan slip out. She let go of her hold on his now swollen lip and a wicked smile appeared, she loved the sound she made him make and she would do anything to hear it again and wondered what else she could get out of him. Regulus on the other hand was quick to retaliate and pulled her back in for a kiss but this time took a few step back toward the wall Y/N following him, not wanting to lose the feeling of him. Once he felt the wall against his heel he quickly turned her around and shoved her up against the cold stone wall, she let out a gasp as her back arched against the wall and into Regulus who was loving every second of it. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth. She tugged on his hair harshly earning herself another sweet groan from her lover. 

-“Say you’ll be mine” he demanded, breaking the kiss making Y/N let out a small whimper from the loss of contact as both of them tried to catch they’re breath. She looked at him, a challenging look was waiting for him as he started at her awaiting her answer.

-“I don’t know Reg, there’s a lot of other guys that have asked and I want to make the logical choice, naturally” she smirked seeing his eyes grow a shade darker as she mentioned other boys. 

-“I guess you’re right its only natural that you want the best” he replied and enjoyed the look of shock at his words, telling him that she wasn’t expecting him to agree. He brought his face closer to hers, his lips ghosting over hers.

-“So tell me out loud the pros and cons of each boy and I’m sure we can make the best decision together” he said moving to place a long kiss on her cheek. Y/N decided to continue the game and tried to think of a reply but before she could say it she felt his lips kiss down her jawline down to her neck where they started to nibble at her sensitive skin. The new feeling made her tilt her head back, giving him more access as she bit her lip. After a few seconds of silence, she felt his lips leave her neck and she now let out a fully audible whine.

-“Come on love we haven’t got all night what are the pros and cons” Regulus taunted her. He loved seeing her like this, he loved seeing that her feeling of neediness was because of him, her swollen lips were because of him, her irregular breathing and the new marking on her neck were from him and no one else.

-“There’s only one con, they’re not you so will you stop being a smug twat and snog me” Y/N replied knowing she had lost the fight but she didn’t care she just wanted to snog him was that too much to ask for.

-“Not until you say it” 

-“I’m yours Reg” she whispered and he smiled at her before locking lips once more. Her fingers were running through his hair and his were making its way down to her ass giving it a tight squeeze, making her moan. As much as he wanted to continue kissing her for hours he knew that he wanted their first time to be special because she deserved nothing but the best and he was determined to give it to her. He slowly pulled away, placing one last chaste kiss on her lips. 

-“I was so sure you didn’t feel the same since you refused all the other ones “she said quietly pressing her forehead against his.

-“I didn’t want to waste my time with them when I knew I had nothing to give them” 

-“What do you mean nothing to give them”

-“Y/N it must be obvious by now, my heart belongs to you and no one else. It belonged to you since the day we sat next to each other in class” he told her and placed a loving kiss against her forehead knowing that now when someone asked him what his type was he would simply say Y/N LN/N.

#regulus fanfiction #regulus black #regulus #regulus black x y/n #regulus black imagine #marauders #marauders imagine #marauders era #timothee x you #timothee chalamet x reader #timothee chalamet imagine #harry potter imagine

[isuckatwritingsobenice]

Hi there! How are you? I hope your doing well! I wanted to send in a request if that’s alright with you, if your requests are closed feel free to ignore this—! Anyways, your writing is also really good as well ^-^ Also quick question but do you take matchups by chance? Anyways, 시작하자!

Could I request Alastor and Vox (together or separately if you like) with a Male! Or GN! Reader who’s was a really famous rapper back on earth but sadly died because they were shot outside after finishing a concert? also the reader raps about true stuff like king von did.

Thank you and have a great day! さようなら！

A/N: Hii! Thank you so much for requesting this & I’m so glad you like my work (i was in a writing slump & was afraid i fell off)!! As of right now I’m not currently doing match ups, but possibly in the future I might! As someone who doesn’t listen to rap all that often this was a bit of a challenge, but we got this 😝

(Inspired by several artists)

Warnings: Headcannon format, headcannoned male reader but can be read as GN, SFW all the way, mentions of shootings, mentions of smut but not in detail,

Songs you can listen too while reading: The World is Yours by Nas. Hail Mary by Tupac. Crazy Story 2.0 by King Von.

Navigation!! // Masterlist!!!

Vox is actually a fan of yours, that’s kind of how you two met

Valentino had been trying to get in contact with a girl on your security team, so he decided to take Vox to a show of yours, the show had just ended and you had been getting asked questions about your life and cameras were everywhere

Now, vox controls the media, television at least, so he decides what makes if on air and what doesn’t and this is how you two talk

you ask him to make a deal with you, nothing negative about your human life gets out into the media and when he asks you to clarify, you tell him

to say he was a bit more than shocked is an understatement

he was TOTALLY shocked to his core and in all honesty he felt bad

so he decides to help your friendship is short and sweet towards the beginning,

your team handling most of the contact the two of you shared so it was usually business talk

untilll he’s invited with valentino to go to a party of yours where the two of you get wasted and end up sleeping together

he’s embarrassed, not of you but of his emotions, is this even right?? did you care at all??

WELLLL turns out you did because the next day when he woke up still at your house you calmly told him of your feelings, and that despite only speaking about business you felt like you two could become more

he almost sheds a tear poor guy is SO OVERJOYED HE WASNT THE ONLY ONE, and from there you two develop a relationship 🫶

your biggest supporter, he is always at concerts and interviews with you to make sure everything goes smoothly ,

he’ll even talk to Velvet to make sure your socials are covered and no one posts anything online about you

want a day to yourself? paparazzi just got a report you’ll be somewhere you totally weren’t thanks to velvet

a crazy fan lied about you? valentino is already on it

you literally never have to worry with Vox around

trust whoever killed you while you were alive WILL be dealt with

Now, Alastor is a tricky man meaning

he hates anything that isnt Jazz or from his time

so he definitely didn’t like you at first

like he wouldn’t even care to listen to music let alone YOURS he’d just walk away or hum something to himself

Charlie is the one that actually gets him to listen, and she explains that your different from other artists, uniquely you

so he caves and decides to sit and give it a listen

ten seconds in and he’s stopping the music getting up and walking away claiming he still doesn’t like it but again,

Charlie is charlie and REFUSES to stop so she makes him restart the song and listen yet again

by the end of it he still doesn’t particularly like the music you make, and a part of him actually hurts your feelings

“Why share your issues to the world? Sharing that side of you makes you weak. Horrible taste!”

Cue Vaggie rolling her eyes and Husk just scoffing because what is this dude yapping about?

Doesn’t help this all happened before you left for a show so your nervous the entire time

Charlie gets upset and scolds him, telling him it’s wrong to say that and it is in fact your music so you can do what you want and he agrees, it is your music, but he’s not gonna listen to it

he’s definitely more personality based out of the two, he does think your a nice person, and after hearing you got shot he almost chokes, it triggers his memory

you catch him sitting in the library of the hotel reading and try talking to him

the conversation is light before you somehow land on the topic of your death and when you learn Alastor too was shot you feel a bit more connected to him

surprisingly enough alastor is the one to approach you about a potential relationship and you’re like extremely excited because how often is it the radio demon asks to date you?!?!?!

he does start going to your shows more often after you two begin seeing each other, and though he isn’t entirely too crazy about it, he goes to support you <3

#hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin charlie #hazbin angel dust #hazbin vaggie #hazbin demon #hazbin vox #hazbin hotel rosie #alastor #vox x reader #vox fluff #hazbin hotel vox #helluva boss vox #isuckatwritingsobenice

[colourstreakgryffin]

Ok, hi I'm here with a weird request that will probably get denied, but here we go!

Father!muzan and father!akaza (seperate please) with a daughter (around middle school age) who's in volleyball, and one day comes home in tears, crying about how a girl on the team yelled at her for missing a shot, and you can see how hard she tried, face flushed, body covered in sweat, redness from where she hit the ball, even a red patch on her face from where she took a ball to the face. She's really upset and comes home, mumbling a weak hello while choking on tears.

Ok that's just been in my head for a while sorry if it's odd or unable to be written 😭 have a great dayyy!!

Father Akaza?! That’s soooo cool! I definitely wanna try this! I assume this is also a modern/Kimetsu Academy-like AU! I’ve been doing a lot of those lately

Kibutsuji Muzan

Muzan drew away the hot ceramic rim of the coffee mug as he noticed the way his precious little daughter, you stomped into the room, dropping your school bag helplessly as tired tears flooded your poor puffy eyes, stains of dark red strain over your inner forearms and one big spot over your forehead, and a layer of sweat draped your skin. You looked as if you ran several laps at the Olympics and you felt tired enough to faint, your day was awful

All of it indicated your intense efforts but it was truly a waste at the end of the day

Sitting up from the dinner table besides the kitchen, Muzan ignored his half-drunken coffee on his spot at the table to approach his beloved babygirl. Gently sobbing under your breath and hiccuping a bit louder, your head raised up when Muzan begun to pat through your hair to do his best to comfort you, his free arm circling around your back to pull you into his chest for a warm cuddly embrace your dear father was very well known for in your household. He will always protect you

As you choked through a helpless sob and felt your father’s gentle hands comb over your swollen cheeks, you managed to force out a weak and saddened “hello”. Muzan gently pulled you to the room’s comfy elegant couch and in the most empathetic voice he could possibly manage, he asked you what the problem was. Had you been kicked out? Have you been held responsible for something that broke? For so long, you have absolutely loves Volleyball and if you have been wronged, Muzan will simply flip

“I am so sorry, my darling. I am here to look after you and support you. I will talk to your coach about that horrible team yelling at you for just a shot”

Soyama Hakuji [Akaza]

Hakuji pressed his throbbing beefy leg down with a heavy sigh as he ran a hand through his dark pink hair, his wooden pane floor scattered with clouds of shew cotton and the training bag before him was tainted with big holes from each kick and punch he threw at it. His attention was averted from controlling his heavy breathing to the alarming swing of his house’s front doors. He hadn’t gotten a chance to talk to his beloved daughter ever since she left and he was looking forward to hearing about her club practice

Hakuji was so excited to see his precious volleyball champion again after school

Stopping in place, his eyes wanted to erase the image it was showing him. His precious daughter, you, stumbling into the warm familiar household and throwing your schoolbag on the floor carelessly, your cheeks are bright red alongside a dark patch on your forehead and long patches of your inner forearms. Your face was drenched in puffiness and thick heartbroken tears

What happened? He rushed to you as you clutched your fists to your chest like your heart was trying to jump out. He knew well that some kids in your school were mean, did you get bullied? Hakuji needed to know as he gently takes your balled shivering grippers and pressed a kiss over the knuckles one by one, his own heart cracking at each loud sob and choke on a hiccup that you let out. He will never let anything hurt you anymore as he softly asks you what the problem is

“The team yelled at you for a mistake? That’s simply cruel… I’m so sorry, my angel. I’ll fix this, I promise. Just come here and hug me, I love you so much my baby”

#kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #anime and manga #kny imagines #short story #kny upper moons #kny demon king #kny muzan #muzan fluff #muzan jackson #muzan kibutsuji x reader #demon slayer muzan #muzan x reader #kimetsu no yaiba muzan #kibutsuji muzan #muzan kibutsuji #papa muzan #demon slayer akaza #akaza fluff #akaza #akaza kimetsu no yaiba #kny akaza #akaza x reader #soyama hakuji #hakuji soyama

[recreationalpasta]

CREEPYPASTA ON PURGE NIGHT:

(tw mentions of gore and trafficking rings.)

Jeff The Killer

Always gets incredibly hyped before hand but two hours in and he's bored, keeps going just to up his body count for bragging rights.

Probably robbed a store for a butterfingers

Favorite thing to do is find the most dangerous person and hunt them down. See who kills who faster.

Spoilers: he always wins.

Sometimes he keeps killing just to hear people scream at him about the purge being over, he enjoys shattering their false senses of security.

Ticci Toby

Can barley contain himself leading up, excited to not have to hold back and be so stealthy

Practices ax throwing in hardware stores

Loves to be as brutal as possible, gets a little too into it. Sometimes people have to shake him to get him to realize the times already over.

Immediately whines that it's over and tries to compare kill counts with anyone else who participated.

Definitely goes to a playground to fuck around, might even break equipment on purpose for a laugh.

EJ

Finds his way into a medic van and rides around all night helping people get patched up. Easy excuse for kidneys if necessary and he gets to practice medical skills on more than the pastas.

The people in the vans definitely realize he's not human and taking organs but don't say anything because he's helping far more than he's hurting.

Accidentally intimidates anyone who would think to attack the van just with vibes alone.

Likes to go on walks in street clothes, it's the only time he doesn't feel like he has to hide.

Jane The Killer

Hunting Jeff and helping any victims he accidentally leaves alive.

Uses most of the time breaking up trafficking rings because she doesn't have to worry about cops getting in her way.

Uses the chance to stock up on feminine hygiene products for the girls, never know when they will not have access.

Often accepts Nathan's help/company

Kate The Chaser

When she's Kate, she often assists EJ or guards the perimeter of the current hideout. Anyway to feel useful.

When she's the Chaser she's known to wipe out streets of purgers, dragging them away down alleys and slicing apart their weapons. Everyone knows when they see her mask to give her a wide berth.

Often one of the few nights she doesn't have time to feel guilty about her past.

Clockwork

She stole all the art supplies. ALL of it.

Donates some to relief centers or charities, along with keeping an eye out for their safety

Creates large beautiful murals along buildings, they are known to stop fighting nearby. Partially out of adoration and partly out of fear of what she will do if you mark it up.

Sometimes if she's particularly angry at someone for ruining her art she ties them up as a gift for Helen.

The Bloody Painter

Doesn't go out. Finds the whole thing annoying and a waste.

His art becomes a lot more violent, less grace and care. He usually doesn't let these pieces see the light of day because "they aren't my best work."

Pretends he doesn't appreciate it when someone's gifts him a purger.

Masky

Finds the whole thing to be pretty hypocritical and foolish. He uses the opportunity to secure their Basecamp.

Always ends up at the nearest orphanage, relief center, or mental institution. No one will ever know how many wounds he's wrapped due to his efforts for their safety.

Checks spies on everyone throughout the night to make sure they are alright. He's always in their corner. He will chew them out after he saves their ass though, just to hide his own sigh of relief.

They are all in this together, he can't lose anyone else.

Hoodie

Spies checks on everyone the same as Tim, mostly hijacks security systems and cameras to do it.

Thinks its funny to call a pasta when danger is coming up only to text them instead and hang up. Enjoys seeing their reactions.

Often the one who has to volunteer to try and snap Toby out of his bloodlust.

Keeps a few extra magazines for his handheld.

Nathan The Nobody

Sticks to the shadows, usually crawling along ledges and drainage pipes.

Same idea as Jane, whatever targets she isn't hitting, he is.

Absolutely fucking brutal about it, we are talking cryptic messages in blood and bodies dragged into shapes of words. Pisses him off that it never seems to fully stop the rings wherever they go.

Takes hostages far past purge time to get "information" most of the time this ends up just being catharsis.

Last question is always about his sister, he hasn't gotten a answer yet.

Scavenges for the group.

Sally

Usually doesn't participate, doesn't like the loud noises and the pastas still try to let her enjoy some semblance of a childhood. Most of them get incredibly protective when she does participate,

Jeff cheers her on just because he thinks it's fucking hilarious.

Usually sticks in the house with Kate, sometimes watches Helen paint if she can get away with it.

She has a underlining fascination with gore so it's hard to get her to not be attracted to the displays of it.

No small children have to worry if they are anywhere near the current pasta hideout, it's one of the only reasons Sally will break the rules and leave.

Always knows if Masky or Hoodie are watching her, it's some kind of sixth sense but she lets them think she didn't notice. She finds it sweet and like a fun game of pretend.

Judge Angel

Spent months gathering case files and connecting dots. She uses this as a night to mass exterminate her targets with extreme prejudice.

Sometimes she breaks into a court house and sits in the judges chair, just to feel what it's like. Sometimes she cries while she does not that she would admit it.

Watches nearby prisons, some targets are hard to reach and she's hoping they will make it easier for her by trying to escape.

Ben Drowned

Drones.

More drones.

Constantly trying to beat his "previous high score"

Jeff gets SO pissed he can't ever kill more then Ben, says he's cheating and a pussy not getting his own hands dirty and depending on machines.

Finds it the PERFECT opportunity to play practical jokes, not to anyone's amusement.

One time he stole all of Jeff's knives only to figure out Jeff stole his controllers. Ended up with a standoff in the living room that masky begrudgingly negotiated.

Nina the Killer

Enjoys the chaos but gets hella annoyed when she's hunting just for them to get killed off by some rando.

Very much feeds into horror movie tropes, sometimes she dresses like iconic horror villains just for fun (if she sees anyone else doing the same thing she guts them on sight. It was her idea first.)

Likes to scare or intimidate people through security cameras, sometimes managed to convince Ben to join in on a "stealth level"

Loves it when people underestimate her, she usually sticks to shadows to hide her scars

Sometimes gos to the rare parties she can find, immediately slaughters anyone "killing the vibe" often the dj too if they don't like her song choices.

Stalks Jeff and tells Jane where he is just to watch them fight for a laugh, sometimes she helps Jane and they both get a good bonding moment out of it.

#the purge #creepypasta #creepypasta hcs #jeff the killer #jeff the killer hc #ticci toby #ticci toby headcanons #ej creepypasta #eyeless jack #eyeless jack headcanon #jane the killer #jane the killer headcanons #kate the chaser #kate the chaser headcannon #clockwork #clockwork creepypasta #clockwork headcannon #the bloody painter #helen otis #the bloody painter headcannon #masky headcannon #hoodie headcannon #nathan the nobody #sally creepypasta #judge angel #ben drowned #laughing jack #nina the killer

[crimsonedquill]

How they act in front of their crush (Hogwarts Legacy)

Poppy Sweeting 🦡

It’s not out of character for her to freeze up in the presence of other people, but this is different. Sweaty palms, glowing cheeks, stumbling over her words; it’s like she’s coming down with a bout of the flu.

Beasts trivia is the only topic she can discuss without immediately getting tongue-tied, so she mostly sticks to that for conversation fodder. Will spend a suspicious amount of time talking about mating rituals.

“Did you know that Fwoopers seduce each other with particular mating calls?” *imitates bird noises*

She tries dropping a lot of hints in the form of beast metaphors, but gets increasingly depressed when they fail to notice them. How do they not understand what she meant by Hippogriff love dances?

Natsai Onai 🦁

She doesn’t really get flustered, but she will start acting excessively nice and helpful (one oddity is that the ground suddenly seems to be littered with lost things)

“I believe you dropped this” *smiles whilst pulling out a random quill they have never seen before*

Of course her mother catches on. She will make sure they sit apart during her classes and she’ll call them to attention the minute she sees them even looking at each other, but that doesn’t stop her daughter from trying.

She loves sketching them on random pieces of parchment during other classes. Capturing their features in ink is almost therapeutic to her, allowing her to carry them with her even when they’re not physically present.

Imelda Reyes 🐍

Crushes? Pft. She doesn’t have time for them. It’s absolutely not like she loves the challenge or anything.

She’ll make them sweat buckets just like anyone else during Quidditch training, but in a way that suggests some obvious sexual tension.

“You need a tighter grip on that bat, like this” *aggressively squeezes their club wishing it was her throat*

She likes it when they don’t give in right away. Flirty looks, suggestive comments; she’ll just push them far enough until they finally break and she can devour them whole.

Ominis Gaunt 🐍

He’s usually very skilled at navigating via wand, which makes it all the more odd that he’s constantly brushing up too close against them.

“Pardon, how foolish of me” *bumps into them despite practically having the entire room to himself*

You might call him a bit of an old-fashioned romantic, so he ends up spending a lot of time writing poetry to express his feelings. Finding the right words to describe the way their voice makes him feel is the best way to enhance his ‘experience’ of them.

Sometimes, he just likes to hang back and listen to their conversations with others; he loves the sound of their laughter. (The added benefit being that he might pick up on any hints of mutual interest.)

Sebastian Sallow 🐍

Will definitely try to impress them with reckless stunts or some ominous-sounding incantation he found in an obscure book in the Restricted Section.

“Hey, watch this” *accidentally summons a demon from hell*

He won’t waste any opportunity to show off in their presence, especially during duels. Leander Prewett should be happy he isn’t a stain on the wall of the Defence Against the Dark classroom by the time he’s done.

His urge to act all macho mostly stems from a place of insecurity. Even though he doesn’t admit to it openly, he’s constantly fretting if he’s good enough for them.

Amit Thakkar 🦅

Of course, our good Ravenclaw boy wouldn’t engage in any unbecoming behaviour that would jeopardise his studies.

That said, making an extra effort to help out a fellow classmate doesn’t really count, does it?

“Allow me to help you with that” *blushes heavily when their hands touch as he’s adjusting their telescope*

Is definitely the type to do extensive research on their likes and preferences. Keeps a notebook on the things they do after school and their favourite classes to have a topic of conversation in case he has a chance to talk to them.

#hogwarts legacy #harry potter #poppy sweeting #natsai onai #imelda reyes #ominis gaunt #sebastian sallow #amit thakkar #hogwarts legacy headcanons

[itstheoneshot]

Committed

request

Summary: It’s not homewrecking if he is the one who wants it, is it?

Word Count: 2.5k

Pairing: Sehun x Reader

Warnings: 18+, NSFW, Cheating, Infidelity, Size Kink

The end of year Christmas party. A time to let loose and celebrate all that you achieved over the course of the year. Marking the beginning of a much needed two week break, you always looked forward to this night. There was so much fun to be had every year, as everyone in the company finally put down the corporate cosplay they wore all year to get absolutely wasted, and dance the night away.

This year is no different, you are already several glasses of champagne deep when you are tapped on the shoulder by someone behind you. Picking up your glass, you turn to greet who is behind you, and you feel your breath catch in your throat as you make eye contact with him.

Sehun. He is one of your colleagues, he works in the same department as you. You get along well, maybe a little too much, there is an unspoken chemistry between you, one that has never been acted on, due to Sehun being engaged and due to wed in the first half of next year.

“Hi, Sehunnie,” You beam at him, only realising now that your words are a little slurred, “I wasn’t sure if you were coming!��

Sehun hails the bartender to pour him a glass before turning back to you, “I wouldn’t miss it,” He replies, “It’s the best night of the year.”

“You came alone?” You ask, glancing behind him to see his fiancee is nowhere to be seen, when she is usually hanging off him at every work event.

“I did,” He nods, “She’s out of town for the weekend for her own work function.”

You try not to notice the glint in his eyes as he says this, or focus on his lips as he tips his head back to scull the drink in his hand. You turn to grab yourself another glass, needing something to try and take your mind off the thick, tension filled air around you.

“Care to dance?” Sehun asks as he picks up another drink, “Can’t just stand here and drink all night now, can we?”

You shake your head with a playful roll of your eyes, but nod in agreement. You two are close, and everyone else at the company knows it, so seeing you two together is nothing new and nothing to be suspicious of. You aren’t breaking any rules by dancing with him, though you know that if his fiancee was here, she definitely wouldn’t leave him alone for a second.

He looks so handsome under the dimmed lights, strobe effects bouncing off the floor, giving you fleeting views of his silhouette, long legs, wide shoulders, he is so tall, even in your 6-inch heels he still towers over you. You two have fun, dancing and drinking, and getting a little bit too close for just friends. You aren’t sure at what point his large hands end up on your waist, or when you begin to grind back into him, practically glued together, fuck, is it getting hot in here, or is it just Sehun’s body up against yours? He’s engaged, you keep repeating it in your mind, as you feel the cool of his engagement ring - he’s that kind of guy, both he and his fiancee have matching rings - against your skin, your dress has cutouts at the waist, so no surprise that is where Sehun’s hands are.

“Sehun,” You sigh breathlessly, only loud enough for him to hear, “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

It’s true, you know it, but truth be told, you don’t want him to stop, not for a second. Guilt plagues you only for a fleeting moment before it is gone, too focused on the fact that instead of pushing you away, Sehun pulls you closer to him, leaning down so that he can whisper in your ear. His breath is hot, and it sends shivers down your spine.

“Where’s the fun in that?” He asks, “Although maybe we should go somewhere more private?”

The realisation hits you, and you feel your knees wobbling, threatening to give out. It has been years now, the tension between you, never acted on and never spoken, but now the offer is there, and you are so fucking willing to take the chance, whether it makes you a homewrecker or not, you don’t give a fuck anymore.

“My place?” You offer, “I can call a cab.”

You turn around to face him, your face is flushed from the alcohol and from the hours of dancing, though Sehun still looks a million dollars, as he always does.

“Please do,” He replies, his voice is a little hoarse, and it only turns you on further, “Nobody’s gonna notice if we slip out now.”

You do exactly that, prying yourself away from him to act inconspicuous, though you don’t think anyone would expect this of you, there is no way you would take that chance. The taxi that you booked arrives in minutes, so you aren’t left out in the cold for long, soon seated beside Sehun in the back of the car, giving your address to the driver as Sehun’s hand rests on your thigh. You don’t live too far from the venue, and for that you are grateful, because with every passing moment you feel more and more like you are going to break.

Sehun pays for the cab, much to your dismay, but with a pointed look from him you are instantly silenced and not willing to put up a fight, instead thanking him, and then the driver before you exit the car. You lead Sehun up to the elevator inside your building, riding it up to the 10th floor, where you get off and walk down the hallway to your apartment. It’s nothing much, it is a peak single person living space studio apartment. It is nice, you won’t lie, but there is nothing super exciting about it, it’s just like every other apartment in Seoul. Though you aren’t here to impress Sehun with your living quarters, and he couldn't care less about that anyway, as he has you pressed up against the door as soon as you are both inside.

“Is this private enough?” You ask, all but forgetting about his fiancee, only thinking about him and how badly you want him right now.

“It’s perfect,” He murmurs as he reaches down to grab under your thighs, lifting you up off the floor, you cross your ankles around his back, “But I think I need to get you naked now.”

He is so strong, easily carrying you down to where your bed is, and not so carefully throwing you down onto the mattress. He follows you onto the bed, and you grab him by the collar to make him kiss you again, fingers working at the buttons on his shirt, begging to free him from the material. He reaches around to your back, finding your dress zipper to pull down, and you sit up so that he can pull the fabric from your body just as you push his shirt off his shoulders and he allows it to fall down his arms.

Sehun’s body is ethereal, you are so drawn to him, tracing shapes all over his skin as you work your way down to his pants, unbuckling his belt just as he reaches down to help you, leaving you both in nothing but underwear, though that won’t be for long. Sehun guides you further up the bed, resting your head amongst the pillows, gazing up at him as he leans down to kiss you again.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” He growls, reaching under you to unclasp your bra, “You’re so fucking sexy.”

You lean up to let him take your bra off, and use the opportunity to hook your fingers into his underwear, pulling them down and freeing his hard… and very large cock. Your mouth waters at the sight, and Sehun catches you so brazenly staring.

“You want something?” He teases you as he tugs your own panties down, “All you need to do is ask.”

“I want to taste you, Sehun,” You breathe, “Please, please let me suck your cock.”

Sehun groans as he rolls over onto his back, he puts his hands behind his head and stares down at you as you position yourself between his legs. His cock looks so much bigger now so close to you, and you eye it off with a desperate need to fit in as much as you can.

You lean down, wrapping your hand around the base of his shaft to admire it, your hand is dwarfed in size by comparison, and you move to close your mouth around the tip. The sound that he makes is heavenly, and you chase it by moving further down. You hollow your cheeks to take him deeper, and he hits the back of your throat before you even reach your hand. You look up at him through your lashes to see him staring you down, eyes dazed as you begin to bob your head, trying to figure out exactly how he likes it, which you work out pretty fast. He runs his fingers through your hair, ruining the style but you couldn’t care less, too focused on pleasuring him, getting off to it yourself, obsessed with the way that you’re making him feel.

“You look so tiny with your mouth full of my cock,” Sehun moans, tugging a little harder on your hair as you gag on him, “I like that, you look so innocent, it’s driving me crazy.”

You force yourself down further, taking him down your throat so far you feel you might puke, pulling off with a pop as you feel his cock twitch, saliva stringing from your lips. You kiss up Sehun’s stomach and chest, along his jawline until you reach his lips again, his hands settling once more on your waist, he is obsessed with your curves and you instinctively grind down on his cock, wanting so badly to have him inside of you.

“Can’t help that you’re so much bigger than me,” You mumble against his lips, gasping as his cock twitches against your clit, “But I like it too, I like that you can do anything you want to me.”

Sehun does exactly that, lifting you up with one hand, and using his other to guide his cock to your hole, and helping you lower yourself down onto him. The stretch is intense, burning as you take in the first few inches, breathing heavily to try and remain calm, loving the feeling and the expression on Sehun’s face, brows furrowed as he feels you contract around him. It takes a little to lower yourself down as far as you can go, feeling your stomach bulge from the pressure, you splay your hand over it to experience it better.

“That’s so fucking hot,” Sehun hisses, moving a hand from your waist to feel it too, “You’re filled completely, with cock still left to go.”

You glance down to see what he means, and you realise that even with the tip hitting your cervix, the base of his cock is still visible, not fitting in. You lift your hips before dropping down again, trying to find a good rhythm to ride him in, letting him help out, his strength unmatched, he fucks you with ease.

Soon though your thighs grow tired, and Sehun notices this, pulling out of you to flip you over onto your back, from there guiding one of your legs up, your ankle resting on his shoulder. He thrusts into you harshly, without warning, the angle has him hitting even deeper, you almost pass out from the force. You worry you might get a noise complaint as you don’t hold back at all, the years of pining for this insanely hot man are finally at an end, in a turn of events that you had never expected to happen.

“Harder, Sehun,” You cry, “Harder, please!”

You are probably a little crazy, asking for that, as he is already fucking you so intensely you fear that you may pass out, but you are drunk, and so close to orgasm, that if you passed out straight after, you wouldn’t care anyway. You are sure that you are going to bruise but that is fine, you want to remember this when you wake up with a hangover, knowing that this is only going to happen once, you need to make it worth it.

Sehun obliges your request, leaning down to kiss you, lifting your other leg up so that your knees are by your ears, you had no idea you were this flexible, but you are grateful that you haven’t broken. Your cunt begins to clench, just as Sehun gets close too, and you know that you are both about to peak in sync, only getting you there faster. Your orgasm washes over you, and you moan louder than you thought that you could. Sehun follows closely behind, kissing you harder to try and quieten you both, moaning into your mouth which is so much hotter than you could have imagined. He fills you up, splattering your insides until you begin to leak, unable to take anymore. It is so hot, and you wish it wouldn’t end, but it does, and Sehun slows down to a complete stop, pulling out of you and rolling over onto his back.

“Wow,” He sighs, tilting his head to face you as he cards his fingers through his hair, pushing it back off his forehead, “That couldn’t have been better.”

It makes you blush, as reality sets in and you glance at the ring on his finger. You fucked an engaged man, and you don’t regret it at all, which makes you hate yourself, just a bit. Sehun sits up to begin dressing himself, you should have figured that he wasn’t going to stay. It is okay though, you lived out a fantasy, one you are sure not to forget.

“I needed that,” You reply, sitting up to pull a tshirt over your head, one of the oversized ones you had thrown on the floor the day before, “Get home safe, okay?”

Sehun smiles at you, leaning down to kiss you on the forehead before he picks up his phone to call a cab, and you follow him down your short hallway to see him out. You are so ready for a shower and then sleep, feeling his cum as it begins to drip down your legs, a not so pleasant reminder of the very pleasant encounter you just had with your taken coworker.

“I will,” He promises as you reach to unlock the door, “I’ll see you in a couple of weeks. I hope you enjoy your break.”

#kpop #kpop fanfic #kpop smut #exo #exo fanfic #exo smut #fic request #sehun #oh sehun #sehun fanfic #sehun smut #oh sehun fanfic #oh sehun smut #sehun x reader

[tlou-reid]

obx grass ✰ jj maybank

warnings ✰ mentions of drinking, marijuana use

summary ✰ jj surprises you with more than just weed

“like never ever ever?” jj looked at you with a slightly confused face. it wasn’t that you hadn’t wanted to try or wouldn’t even try, it just wasn’t something that had happened yet.

“no, jj,” you clarify for the third for fourth time, “i’ve never done it.” you were kind of getting aggravated, unsure of why he kept asking. he was your best friend, but damn could he be annoying sometimes.

“but we smoke all the time.” the ‘we’ in question was the pogues. it was true, there was usually some weed involved in all of their hangouts, but you didn’t usually attend the group hangouts.

“okay? how often am i with them all together?” now you were getting really annoyed. his inquiry into your lack of marijuana use had definitely gone too far and was taking too much time. there was a party tonight and you were getting ready, propped up at your makeshift vanity of a mirror resting on your desk while he interrogated you. “that’s true, i guess. you usually run off with some touron.” jj laughed to himself, comfortable on your bed, tossing around a stuffed animal.

you stopped applying your makeup to glare at him, causing him to laugh more. he wasn’t wrong per say, but a lot of the time you used the touron excuse to get away from the party, not to actually be with one. parties aren’t really your things, and honestly neither are jj’s friends. you don’t hate the pogues, and the kooks in the island definitely see you as a pogue. however, you didn’t really hang out with all of them. you knew john b pretty well, as jj had grown up with him. you were actually quite close with sarah, you two texted a lot and you were her shoulder to cry on when she needed it. after the whole kiara and pope thing you took pope’s side and ended up hanging out with him more. this has created tension with kie, so you don’t really talk to her.

that’s not the only reason there’s tension between you and kiara. it’s very obvious she likes jj, which has always bothered you. you’d never admit it to anyone, but you were very much physically and emotionally attracted to the blonde boy. your family teases you, uses the ‘L’ word, but you won’t admit to yourself that they’re right. so, you avoid kiara. there’s no reason for any unnecessary competition. if he wants her, he can have her, even if it would break your heart.

“well maybe we change that tonight, get some good ‘ole outer banks grass into your system for the first time,” jj smiled as you stood up to grab your bag so you two could head out. “definitely not. my first time getting high will not occur within 5 miles of any kooks, let alone in their backyard.”

“that’s fair,” jj nodded. he grabbed your hand, pulling you to the door. “but we can still get fucked up.” you both laughed. the use of ‘we’ made your heart flutter. if you weren’t going to smoke, neither was jj.

the party was nice, you guys had a lot of fun. you danced, got super wasted and passed out on the couch of john b’s place afterwards. the kooks were surprisingly well-behaved, which made the night significantly more enjoyable than it would’ve been otherwise.

a week or so passes by before you see jj again. he was working a job now. some place on island needed people to clean boats during the day. jj always skipped school anyway so he picked it up. you guys still texted and such, but didn’t get the chance to meet in person.

the sun was starting to set when you received his text: ‘haven’t seen you in a while’. you replied with a simple: ‘sorry! been busy’. it wasn’t really your fault, but you wanted him to know it wasn’t like you were avoiding him. he answered quickly: ‘it’s all good. i’ll pick you up tonight at like 7. i got a surprise for you’.

his text made you smile like an idiot. he rarely ever has anything for you, so this was exciting. it made it hard to focus on your homework as you brainstormed your options.

a knock on your door startles you. you paused your show to open the door and were greeted with jj’s smiling face. “hi” he said. “hi, j”. you wanted to ask about the surprise so bad, but decided not to rush it.

“come on,” he gestured you away from the door. you followed, climbing on the back of his bike. he didn’t have anything in his hands, so you assumed he was taking you to the surprise. you were so excited to see what it was, you didn’t even put down the bottle of water you had been sipping it on. it was a little awkward as you had to hold onto him and make sure you didn’t drop it. luckily, it was a short ride down to the beach. there was a log that you guys would come to sometimes, just to talk about whatever was going on in your lives.

“do you know wanna know what your surprise is?” he says with a smirk. you eagerly nodded, not caring how childish you looked, sat on the log staring up at him. he reached into his pocket, pulling out a joint, placing it in his palm and holding it out to you.

“there’s no kooks for miles,” jj starts, “and i think it’d be good for you.” your smile had dropped when he pulled it out. your heart started to race. “jj,” you said with a sigh, “i don’t know.”

“come on princess, just try it. it won’t kill ya. if you don’t like it we’ll stop.” he was trying to get you to relax, you knew that. your nerves weren’t hidden at all. “i’m just nervous. what if i get all paranoid or whatever?”

“i’ll fight off your delusions, don’t worry,” he joked. when you glared at him, he begun, “no but seriously, i’ll take care of you. it’s not like we’re doing ecstasy, it’s just weed.” you stared at him a little longer before given a hesitant nod. “sick,” he said as he lit the joint and sat down next to you. “we’ll start easy.”

he took a few hits himself first. you could see the way the drug made him relax. the way his shoulders dropped and his face relaxed after a few hits. he turned towards you, “come ‘ere”. he took a hit and you leaned towards, thinking he was gonna pass you the joint. instead, he brings the hand that isn’t holding the joint to the back of your neck, pulling your face towards his.

you can’t help the gasp that comes out of your mouth. you can’t lie, you thought he was gonna kiss you. that thought quickly dissipated as he blew the smoke from his last hit towards your face. the gasp you had let out meant you inhaled a ton of it very quickly. this sent you into a coughing fit.

jj didn’t know what to do. he was just trying to get you started, not send you into an asthma attack. he just watched as you coughed an entire lung up. as your coughs began to slow down, he reached for the water bottle you accidentally brought with you, unscrewing the cap, and passing it to. you chugged the rest of it.

“i’m sorry,” he says as soon as you finish. “i was trying to do the thing in the movies, where they just share the smoke. so it wouldn’t be so scary for you. i should’ve told you first.” he sounded like a little kid as he tried to explain his thought process. if he wasn’t so adorable, you’d be pissed at him.

“it’s fine, j. i just thought,” you cut yourself off, not wanting to tell him what you thought. his eyes seemed wider now, waiting for you to finish your thought. “i just thought,” you start again, “that, um, never mind. i don’t know what i thought.” now you were really nervous. fuck the weed, what if he realized what you thought? what if he knew you wanted to kiss him?

“do you want to try again?” he said, changing the subject. the gears in his head were still turning, trying to figure out what went so wrong. “i’ll just try from the joint,” you said, reaching your hand out to it. “okay, be careful. just start small,” jj instructed.

he watched as you brought the joint to your mouth. he didn’t expect his thoughts to get so dirty as he watched you. as you inhaled, all he could think about was what other things you could wrap your lips around. this brought his eyes down to your lips. “shit,” he whispered with a small smile.

you finished your turn, passing the joint back to him. “shit what?” you asked after letting out another cough or two.

“you thought i was gonna kiss you.” he declared.

you face flushed, and your expression drop. how the fuck did he know that? jj’s not dumb, but you didn’t expect him to figure that out. “what are you talking about?” you sheepishly asked.

“wanna know how i know?” a big grin spread across his face as he locked eyes with you. your eyes were wide, trying to see if he was just guessing or actually figured it out. you nodded.

“because i really wanna kiss you right now.”

#jj maybank x you #jj maybank x y/n #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank #jjk x reader #obx #outer banks imagine #outer banks smut #outer banks blurb #outer banks x you #outer banks x reader #jj maybank blurb #jj maybank x pogue!reader #outer banks x y/n

[songmingisthighs]

Genesis

introduction pt. i | pt. ii | pt. iii

<< previous | m.list | next >>

ch. xvii - meet up

fashion mogul!mingi × reader

buy me coffee ?

things aren't always what it seems but when even the truth is left unheard, what can people do? one musn't lie but what if the lie is more accepted than the truth? the scariest thing in this world isn't monsters or demons. it's people with no agenda and time to waste.

It wasn't hard to spot Mingi, really. Even in regular outfit, he stood out. Maybe it was because of his towering height, model-like posture, or just the fact that his hair is pink. But although he was in a simple t-shirt and jeans, he looked so out of the ordinary.

When he jogged to you with a bright smile on his face, you can see people's eyes were following his movements but he didn't seem to care. Well, maybe despite his status, he isn't one to easily get the star syndrome. That's a green flag.

"I see you've got your food," he pointed out as he plopped himself on the seat across yours with his hand placing the order call system device on the table. You simply shrugged after taking a bite out of your croissant, "I'm still hungry and I thought I could've finished before you got here," you stated. At that, his shoulders dropped, "You paid for yourself? I told you I was going to pay for you because this is a meeting that I initiated," he whined. It shocked you that a man as big as your friend Yunho could be so... childish and not look petulant. "Well," you were cut off by him sighing and shaking his head, however, unable to even give your response, "Yeah, I know, you can pay for yourself, but still, I feel bad." Usually, you'd take offense in a man trying to assert his position on you, but you honest to god didn't feel like Mingi was trying to assert anything. He was genuinely just this unappologetically nice guy.

Clearing your throat, you immediately took the pause as a segue for the actual conversation Mingi had requested, "So, what did you want to talk about? You're not asking me for money, are you?" You raised an eyebrow, wanting to see how he'd react to your question. Surprisingly, Mingi chuckled and waved his hands quickly, dismissing your notion, "No! Not at all, not like that, please!" And there it is, he was going to tell you how much money he has. "My mom would have my head after she dragged me by my ears for even considering borrowing money from a stranger. She wouldn't even let me borrow a crock pot from my friend Wooyoung and the impulsive shopper of a bastard has three! Before I knew what happened, she had already shipped a crock pot to my doorstep im an hour. I honestly don't know how she does that," He laughed. You were honestly stunned at his words. Stunned enough that the stiff business barrier you had on melted away and you were left with a furrowed eyebrows and scrunched nose.

"So... What? I honestly can't imagine what you'd ask from me." Lie. You were prepared for him to ask you to be his beard. Blackmail you even. People with kinder looking face than he has done way shittier stuff so you can't really put anything past anyone these days.

"I need you to give a statement that we slept together," Mingi said.

For a moment you could only stare at him, waiting for him to continue. But he was also only looking at you straight in the eyes, unmoving and unblinking. "And...?" You urged him to continue but his eyebrows furrowed and tilt his head to the side, "And... Do it publicly?" "No, that's it? You only need me to make a statement?" Mingi realized that you didn't really know what you were getting yourself into and he actually considered not telling you what could happen. But that would be wrong. So with a heavy sigh, Mingi nodded at your question, "Yes, but there's... A chance that you'd definitely be shoved to the public's eye and probably get treated like a public figure," he ended his sentence with a sheepish grin as if that was supposed to soften the blow. But the blank look on your face told Mingi that you were unsure of what he meant. "Okay, so... I'm a public figure of some sort? I'm a fashion mogul, I work at a magazine and I have my own brand," "Yes, I know about Mens Today and Fix Song," you interjected. Hearing that, Mingi paused and gave you a surprised yet approving look. "Oh, so... You've looked me up?" It made him feel giddy to know that someone he barely knew took the time to look up things about him and his accomplishments. But the feeling was immediately shot down when you shook your head and placed your crossed arms on the table, "Nope, my friend looked you up in case you're a creep," you stated oh so simply. "Right," with a cough, Mingi continued explaining, "Since I'm a frequent target of news and gossip, there's a chance that you're going to be too for a while," the more he heard himself talk and explain, the more unlikely he felt that you would help him.

You took a moment to sip your drink (damn fruity ade because you can't have coffee that often) and let his words sink in. "So, this is some kind of a... What? Long-term thing?" you asked with a raise of your eyebrow. Mingi sighed and shook his head, "I... Don't know, I can't promise anything, actually. This is something that my team and I can't predict because my mom is fine so far, my friends are too except for one of them but maybe that's because Wooyoung bought scrap metal and chemicals from questionable places and people," When he saw your eyes widened in surprise, Mingi immediately wave his hands frantically, "No, no, I can assure you my friend does not make bombs, he just like to experiment with chemical effects for my brand's jewellery line." While that momentarily reassured you, you still didn't like the thought of being shoved into the public eye.

Mingi excused himself to get his order when his call device buzzed on the table, giving you time to mull over what he said and the possible repercussions. On one side, it was barely a favour as all you probably had to do was come up with a confirmation post that you both indeed spend the night together and maybe answer a couple questions to see if the story checks out. But no one can guarantee what comes next. It's not like you don't like to be given attention because let's face it, the majority of the people do no matter how much they want to kid themselves, but the thought that you would be given attention by the crowd you don't associate with and for something that is not your merit and in fact was a drunken decision does not appeal to you. Not to mention the length of the 'attention' people are going to give you. You were growing a baby for God's sake and the dad is with you at the moment but he didn't even know that you were pregnant. It was one thing if people know you're pregnant without Mingi in your life, but what if you gave the statement and you ended up getting followed and people found out about your pregnancy and shit backfired on you and/or Mingi? You had just come to terms with having a baby, what are you going to do if you involve the very clueless dad who's going to find out from the public and not from you? What if he sued you? What if you ended up having to pay him compensation? You have a comfortable life but it's not enough to pay whatever absurd number his high-status ass can come up with.

The moment Mingi sat back down, your mind was snapped back to reality and you blurted out your reply. "I'm sorry, I don't think I can do it." Mingi look up at you in shock, grateful that he had sat down first or else he would've definitely dropped his americano and fruit tart. "What?" Mingi so wanted to believe that he was hearing you wrong. "I... I don't think I can help you, Mingi. Truly, I wish I could but the fact is that it's just too high of a risk for me. If what you said is true, the part of me getting followed and neither you nor your team can even predict how or how bad it'll be just doesn't seem to be worth it to me especially since we only spent that one night together. There is nothing between us and I can't just throw caution to the wind like that." You hated yourself for feeling so guilty for not wanting to put yourself in a certain situation simply from seeing the dejected look on Mingi's face. Stupid pregnancy hormones. "I really wish I could help you Mingi, I do, but not in the expense of my privacy and safety."

You were about to stand up and leave when Mingi reached forward and grab placed his warm hand on top of yours, "I'll do anything and give you anything you want," he blurted out mindlessly. You were taken aback but you still shook your head, "Mingi, it's not about money," "Who said it is? I can protect you, I can make sure that until nothing will happen, okay? Even after the statement, I'll help you however way I can." It was obvious that you hesitated because you didn't move when he touched you and you didn't tell him off when he rambled on so Mingi took your silence to convince you more. "I... There are rumours about me being gay because of the people who were seen around me and those rumours only seem to make more actual gay men in the industry approach me and it's a very complicated and sensitive situation considering the current day and age and the industry I'm working in. I wouldn't have asked you if I had any other options, believe me. But I'm desperate here, I don't know what else to do." You could've easily decided to not believe him and not just because you don't know this man but also because it sounded like the lamest excuse ever. But why would someone ask someone like you, someone who had nothing to do with the industry he works in, to pull off something so obviously complicated and jeopardizing if he didn't want to reap some sort of benefit? Your logic couldn't comprehend why eh would ask help from someone like you for any other reason than the truth and frankly, you understood being in a situation that you can't control easily. He was just trying to live like how he wanted but his situation made it hard for him to do so.

Without even realizing when it happened, you could feel your resolve wavering. How can you say no to someone who looked like a kicked-down puppy? A sad, sad puppy. Kind of like a samoyed. So before you could completely give in, you said something that you know could at least change his face from looking like that. "Okay, I'll think about it," you blurted out. Mingi's hand gripped yours and his eyes widened in surprise, "Wait, really?" And you nodded with a hand up, telling him to not be too happy just yet, "I'm not promising anything, I'm not saying that I'll do it nor am I saying that I won't, I'm just saying we'll see how things go and I'll get back to you, okay?"

It was not nothing but it was not something either. Whatever it actually was, Mingi took it as a hope that he might get help for his predicament and it was enough for then. Nodding excitedly, Mingi shook your hand that was in his grip excitedly, "That is good enough for me, I will show you that I'm a man of my word!" Somehow, you believed that, he didn't seem like a liar nor does he seem like a jackass. But neither did your ex and he left you with your heart, in a million pieces, spread all over the city in places where his memories remain clear.

After agreeing to chat a little longere with Mingi, getting to know the basics about each other, you return to sipping your drink as you listen to Mingi talk about his work. Though it seemed like you were paying him all the attention you have, your mind was actually elsewhere, trying to think of all the worst possible scenarios that could occur if you helped him and most of them were centred on your baby. No matter how much you want to deny it and brush it off, truth is, you were going to have to tell Mingi about bean. And that could potentially get ugly.

network :

@cultofdionysusnet @sandsofire @kflixnet

taglist :

@ateezourstars @phenomenalgirl9 @90s-belladonna @yunhorights @cqndiedcherries @stopeatread @aestheticsluut @spooo00oky @kodzukein @galaxypox @mayonnaisehoeshit @maddiebabyxoxo @dreamlesswonder86 @charreddonuts @jwnghyuns @angelicyeo @axo-l0tl @gxlden-bxbyy @bbymatz @blaaiissee @kyume02 @aurora-tiny @senpai-of-doom @meowmeowminnie @thesolarplanetarysystem @seonghwaddict @miaatiny @soobiverse @camillelafaye

@randomness7198

#cultofdionysusnet #sandsofirenet #kflixnet #ateez #ateez scenarios #ateez scenario #ateez imagine #ateez imagines #ateez social media au #ateez smau #ateez fanfic #kpop #kpop smau #kpop scenario #kpop scenarios #kpop imagine #kpop imagines #kpop social media au #kpop fanfic #hongjoong #seonghwa #yunho #yeosang #san #mingi #wooyoung #jongho #smt smau #smt social media au #smt genesis

[spadesolace]

polaroid love - 49. you have my heart (half-written)

previous | masterlist | next

[hype girl yn is calling...]

“hello?”

“HANNI! hi! are you- uhm- free like in a few minutes?”

“y/n? are you driving?”

“YES! but are you free?”

“yeah-“ hanni was laughing from y/n mumbling the directions to her dorm. “why?”

“i’m on my way. AAH-“

hanni sat up from her bed, hearing y/n scream made her worried that she might have gotten into an accident.

“y/n, are you ok?”

“yes, yes. i wanna talk so-“ [connecting…] “-SEE YOU JAGIYA!”

“Y/NN WAIT WH-“

[call ended]

hearing the rhythmic knocking on their door, hanni slowly opened the door. y/n is standing in front of her. a small bouquet of chrysanthemum and roses being held close to her chest.

“hi.”

“hi, what are you doing here?”

“i told you, i wanna talk.”

behind hanni were the rest of the members, trying not to scream from what was happening in front of them. this was the first time they’ve seen y/n get all shy and flustered.

“it’s a bit late, isn’t it?” whatever y/n was pulling, hanni was confused. she remembers minji going home with a sad smile, a look of defeat from last week.

“FOR THE LOVE OF- JUST GO OUT!” this took everyone by surprise, danielle isn’t one to scream but the suspense was killing her. 

“OK OK!”

“BRING HER HOME RIGHT AWAY, SIM! OR I’LL BREAK YOUR ARMS!” y/n saluted at minji as the girls laughed at her reaction towards the threat from the leader.

muscle memory kicked in, as hanni immediately held onto y/n’s hand as they walked back to her car. this time, y/n was closer, much closer than before, squeezing hanni’s hand every now and then.

even the drive to han river, which is now their spot, y/n is using one hand on the steering wheel as hanni played with her hand. as much as y/n wants to stop the car and just tell hanni everything, her preparation would go to waste. even when the car is parked and being bombarded by questions about what there is to talk about, or what the plan is; y/n kept quiet.

“just go with the flow, jagiya.” 

“ok, babe. but if you’re secretly a kidnapper, i’ll still follow you.” and she did, hanni went with everything y/n had planned, even with a small chance of being kidnapped by y/n.

y/n brought out a picnic basket that contained the very same order they had on their first date from the very same restaurant. it was a bit spontaneous but that was what hanni enjoyed with their dates. the thrill of going out at the most random time but in the same place where everything started.

just like the first time, hanni asked y/n to buy ice cream at the convenience store, everything felt like deja vu for them. it made hanni wonder what type of trick y/n had in her sleeves. in the same area where feelings were expressed, where the waiting began, and where y/n knew that she loves hanni.

“three weeks ago, i asked you to wait.” hanni hummed, a different type of ice cream in hand.

“and i’m still waiting.”

“you don’t have to anymore.” the silence, only filled with the gust of the wind and hanni’s heart beating faster than before.

“oh-”

“you have my heart, hanni… from when i first saw your music video to our first meeting, and i’m sorry if i took so long to tell you that.”

hanni could only smile at y/n as they looked at each other, slowly laughing as they processed everything that was going on. just like their first date, hanni having a bit of a mess on the corner of her lips. wiping it with her thumb, little to no space in between. y/n glanced at hanni’s eyes to her lips and back to her eyes.

“just kiss me, already.” and she did, months of pining lead to this moment. hanni felt soft lips on top of hers, hands on her waist being pulled closer to y/n, it felt like a dream and if it did. she hopes no one wakes her up, but it’s reality, y/n is kissing her gently, she can feel her smile as they pull away.

“worth the wait?”

“definitely.”

it took y/n months to clear her mind and realize her feelings, hanni might have fell first but y/n fell harder. and she’ll do anything just to get the title of girlfriend.

taglist: [CLOSED]

@lesbianslovesminji @sserajeans @trsrina @invusblog @haerinstolemyhrt @txtbrainrot @ddenoudepression @cfvgbhndun-new-blog @lcv3lies @rd0265667 @somsomishy @dream-chasers-things @captivq @limbforalimb @dmndtears @buuhsworld @oshyci @ksnu @falling-intoo-deep @sserafimez @hyukasverse @forever-in-the-sky2 @cixl-writes @wolfimini @j-wyoung @jisooftme @justme-idle @myahwritesss @paranoxic @edamboon @iluvhanni1

#newjeans x reader #newjeans #newjeans imagines #kim minji newjeans #kim minji x reader #kim minji #newjeans minji #newjeans hanni #minji x reader #hanni pham #hanni #minji #pham hanni #hanni x reader #nwjns #polaroid love smau

[the-ferocious-kittyrose]

What are your thought on Helluva Boss, if you have any?

I have many, as a matter of fact.

It’s sad to say that I don’t think I like the show much anymore. It has good moments, but the show overall just feels like a messy fanfic.

It tries to force emotional moments with little to no build up.

Think S1E3 where Loona yells at Blitzo that he’s not her dad and she doesn’t need him, that had zero build up and feels totally out of place. Blitzo wasn’t even acting much like a dad in that moment, he was acting like a boss trying to get his employee to focus on the job.

You need to show us more of Blitzo and Loona’s relationship, and actually get us invested, then moments like this will actually feel impactful.

The comedy isn’t great

I’m not a comedy expert by an ny means, but the jokes in this show are timed very weirdly. They’re very quick and you hardly have time to even process what’s going on before it cuts away. It isn’t helped by the fact that there’s so much going on on screen most of the time that I have to pause or go back to understand what’s happening.

Also the subject matter of the jokes. “Baby dick!” “hole!” “bitch!” ohh Moxxie’s getting sexually assaulted! isn’t that funny? Look there are dicks everywhere! Isn’t incest funny?!

The Stolas story is wasted potential

The Stolas from the Ars Goetia was a fallen angel who fought alongside Lucifer in the war against heaven. He used the stars to guide Lucifer’s army and help them evade God’s forces. For this crime he was damned to Hell for eternity, a place where nothing good can thrive.

In the show he’s a demon prince born already in Hell, and he’s part of the Goetia family, a royal family of powerful demons that marry each other (???) to produce heirs.

Not only would keeping Stolas’ original origin story make his character more interesting, it also would add depth to all the other Goetia characters. They fought for a cause they believed in, and they lost, now they’re all trapped in Hell forever. Why is Stella so angry all the time? Because she was on the losing side of a war, and now she’s literally in Hell.

Speaking of Stella, the Ars Goetia being fallen angels would mean that they wouldn’t have blood family like parents or siblings, so Paimon wouldn’t be Stolas’ father and Andrealphus wouldn’t be Stella’s brother. But, if they don’t have blood family, what about Via? Well, angels can definitely have children if they choose to. But why were Stolas and Stella arranged to be married? Because Lucifer wanted his fallen angels to conceive powerful children and expand the population/legions of Hell.

Heaven and Hell are at constant war. It’s more subtle right now, with both sides trying to manipulate/guide humanity indirectly from the background, but eventually it will culminate in a second battle in Heaven, where Lucifer will battle the arch angel Michael to the death. Lucifer wants to have as many demons on his side as possible, so he’ll have a better chance at winning. So he and his demons corrupt humans so they’ll end up in Hell, they create demons from Hell itself, like Imps and Succubi, and pair up the demons of the Ars Goetia to create powerful demon children.

Millie’s character could be a lot better

I’m convinced that no one involved in this show has ever spoken to an actual southern person. All of Millie’s southernisms are so forced and her accent isn’t great.

Everyone and their mother has talked about how Millie doesn’t have much of a character outside of being Moxxie’s girl boss wife, but what character arc could she have had?

In the pilot, Millie is all smiles, hypes up Blitzo’s bad ideas, and brushes off Blitzo stalking her and Moxxie. She gives off a people pleaser vibe. Even if something bothers her she just pushes it down and puts on a smiley face so no one thinks she’s bothered. Southern women are taught from a very young age that making a scene is the worst thing you can possibly do. Don’t disrupt anything, be respectful, and save face. Millie would’ve grown up with this mentality.

When Millie and Moxxie got together, her parents did not approve. Not only was Moxxie not the rough and tough cowboy they always imagined their daughter ending up with, but he was also the son of an extremely dangerous crime boss that terrorized the ring of wrath for years, and they did not want their baby getting involved in that. They continued to see each other in secret, until Moxxie cut all ties with his father and asked Millie to run away with him. She agreed, even though it broke her heart to leave her family. She packed a bag, stuck a note on the screen door, and ran off to Imp city with Moxxie.

When Millie comes back to wrath for the harvest moon festival, she’s very nervous about how everyone will react to seeing her. Family is all these Imps have, so just up and abandoning your family is a big deal. When her parents see her again, they are happy, but do throw some passive aggressive remarks at her, and they are straight up cold to Moxxie. They talk about the pain games and how Millie probably shouldn’t do it this year. They say it may be too tough for her, considering she’s a city girl now. She takes shit from her family the whole episode until the end when her parents are scolding her and talking shit about Moxxie for loosing the fight with Striker. She finally stands up to them and says that, yeah, maybe she’s changed, but she’s happy and in love. That should be enough for them, and if it isn’t, she doesn’t want to stay any longer. She leaves with a new air of confidence.

#these are just a few of my opinions #helluva boss #helluva boss critical #stolas #helluva stella #helluva millie #helluva moxxie #hazbin lucifer

[ssadumba55]

Harry Hook and LaBouff!Sparrow! Reader Headcanons

Request: Heyy, idk if you take crossovers but if you do could you do being Charlotte La Bouffs (Princess and the Frog) and Jack Sparrows (Pirates of the Caribbean) kid and dating Harry Hook (descendants) headcanons? (If you don't take crossovers please just ignore this 😭😭😭😭)

You were lucky enough to have not grown up on the Isle, both of your parents were considered heroes in their own right and so you were raised in Auradon

But even so, you weren't a student of Auradon Prep. As much as your mother thought it was a good idea for you to get used to spending time with other children like you, your father thought it a waste of time

You were raised on the Black Pearl mostly, learning how she worked, how she operated, and sometimes if she could convince your father to give the ship a rest, your mother would homeschool you in other things

Still, even despite living a somewhat sheltered life, you were still able to make friends. Tiana and Naveen's child (which I'm sure they have even though it's annoyingly not canon!) would definitely be your closest friend

But besides them, you'd also be friends with a lot of students from Auradon Prep, including the VK's

Your father is morally questionable and as a result, you tend to spend time with people mostly because you see a gain in it for you (like he taught you), so anyone you deem to be worthy or interesting for whatever reason you would hang around, regardless of where they're from

These friends are of course how you meet Harry Hook and the two of you hit it off swimmingly.

The two of you bond over being pirates, a shared love of the sea and growing up isolated from the rest of the world, no matter how many friends you both had in your respective places

It's unsurprising that the two of you eventually end up together, everyone sees it coming. Harry is a huge flirt and he would totally make the first move.

Your relationship would be a lot of dodging your parents and spending as much time as possible together though

He may be ready to stand up for himself but Harry Hook still would never mess with your dad (nobody on the open seas would) and so keeping quiet about the relationship is probably the only way to keep him safe for now

Spending time out on the ocean together, doing whatever. Steering a ship, swimming, fishing, hanging out. The ocean is both of your safe space, a mutual place where you both feel at ease

When you're away from your parents, you two are definitely PDA fiends. Especially Harry. You can't tell me he wouldn't be super proud to show you off to everyone he meets

Stealing his hat and wearing it as your own, you've always wanted a pirate hat and now you can just steal your boyfriends!!!

And yeah, when your father and mother finally find out there are mixed reactions

Your mother is excited you've found someone to love, regardless of who it is

Your father is suspicious of him, and no matter how many times you try and convince him to give Harry a chance he still gives him hassle

Despite everything though, Harry would definitely treat you right. Sure, he's a little bit of a flirt and he has some odd quirks but dating him is always an adventure and spending time with him never gets old. He would do anything for you

#disney imagine #disney headcanons #descendants imagine #harry hook x reader #harry hook imagine #harry hook headcanons #gender neutral reader #gender neutral imagine

[battlemaiden13]

So I think it's been asked before, but I'm curious where the HND skeletons stand relationship wise with the Reader. A lot of them seem to be discovering their feelings a lot with all that's happened up to the most recent chapter 135 how do they feel about the MC romantically and such?

This is a lot of skeletons. AND I WANT TO ADD MORE?!? who hurt me????

Anyway the HND skeletons feelings towards MC as of Chapter 135!!

Sans -He has a crush on her, a pretty big one but he’s also not used to liking people like that. He’s had maybe one crush in his entire life before and that didn’t end well for him. He is also keenly aware of just how much his brother likes the human so he has convinced himself he’s happy to step back from this one. Basically he’s pushing his emotions down and it’s not working for him. It probably won’t hit him until he can’t see you everyday and he realizes that he likes you way more than he thought he did.

Papyrus-oh there is a plan in motion here. Papyrus doesn’t like wasting time after he realizes he likes someone and he isn’t. He just needs the best mood to ask you out officially. Your date to the anniversary celebration that he invited you to in chapter 110 will be the perfect setting for him to ask you to be his official date mate. He isn’t too concerned about the move and distance he knows when he wants to ask you out so it’s perfect. Of course if she asks him out before that he will immediately say yes. 

Red-He is full on in love with her but he isn’t asking her out. His low self esteem has him believing that someone like you still hates him and will always hate him to some extent. There is no way that you could feel the same so he’ll continue to watch from a distance. Unless you ask him out or someone else asking you out for him it won’t happen. He is so crushed about moving away from you but he is also fully convinced he’s love is unrequited and he’ll be lucky to have you lust after him. 

Edge-Completely in love with you but doesn’t think he deserves you. He wants to get better before asking you out as he’s still beating himself up over you getting kidnapped when you were so close to their house. He feels guilty that you trust him so much and he would love nothing more than to ask you out but he won’t until he thinks he can protect you. He wants to earn your trust before asking you to be his date mate. 

Blue -Literally could ask you out at any moment but also wants to be 100% sure that you’ll say yes. It’s the slow game for him and he loves it. He’s been in love with you for a while but is worried that you’ll see him as immature. Really Blue doesn’t mind waiting, he wants you to see all sides of him before he asks you out but he also won’t say no if you ask him. 

Orange - Is still feeling very embarrassed about the whole Myra thing. He wants to ask you out but he is so scared it would ruin your friendship that he is absolutely not going to do that. He values you too much as a friend. He is also keenly aware that Blue likes you a lot and he doesn’t want to stand in the way of that because of that even if you ask him out he’d probably say no but it would destroy him. 

Berry - In love with you and has been for a while. Him and his brother now have that deal though so although they are both actively trying to pursue you and stop the others from getting a chance to date you he has to take it slow to ensure you choose both him and Syrup as he doesn’t know how into poly relationships you are or if you’ll even go for it. It’s a slow build making sure you like both him and his brother equally. 

Syrup -Is really in the same boat as Berry. His feelings have grown so much with you it is almost unbearable and he finds himself doing stupider and stupider things when around you. The difference is if you asked Syrup out he knows he can convince you to date both him and Berry whereas Berry is scared you’d turn one of them down. Because of his brother's feelings Syrup will wait until you come to them. 

Axe-Definitely has a crush but because he hasn’t had one in so long it is really strong to him. It won’t be long until he falls completely for you. You also stuck in his memory which is odd since it’s not that good. He doesn’t remember your real name but he remembers you.

Crooks-Crooks has never really had a crush before and this is driving him insane. He wonders if it normally makes others do stupid things and feels as if he keeps embarrassing himself in front of you. He definitely likes you through and wants to spend more time with you. 

Nightmare-He’s fucked and he knows it. You are a lot like his version of you, the one he lost and it didn’t take long for him to fall. He isn’t using you as a replacement but it wasn’t hard for him to fall in love with you. He doesn’t want to go after you though in case you get hurt again. However if you keep being nice to him he won’t be able to hold back. 

Dream -He likes you a lot. The last time he knew a you he gave you to his brother but not this time. He feels as if this is his chance but he’s worried you won’t like him back or feel he’s trying to replace someone he didn’t actually know that well. He doesn’t really know what to do but he knows he likes you. 

Ink-Is struggling the most over the other version of you he knew and loved. He likes this you but he also feels like there's a lot missing, like your holding back. He’s starting to enjoy the new thinks he’s learning about you but is overall confused about his feelings. 

Error- Feels it’s inevitable he falls for you at some point but is trying his hardest not to. Being mean to you didn’t help and you seemed to push all of his buttons but he isn’t going to just give in. He’s pushing you to the back of his mind. Outta sight and all that. Too bad his bedroom is marred with pictures of you. 

Killer-Awe he likes you which is not the best. You have a weird effect over his shifts because of how the last you he knew died. He wants to protect you but he also wants to keep you away from everyone else and he knows he’s not the safest. Unless he gets a hold of himself and his emotions this could end badly. 

Day-Is staying true to his promise with Killer. He only wants to be friends with you. Of course he is madly in love with you, you’re his wife but he had that ending. He wants to give Blue and Orange a chance to have the happy ending he did. Of course if the others come to him for help he would also help them. As long as you are happy he doesn’t care who you end up with, even if it kills him inside that it can’t be him.

Mint-Thinks you are interesting and attractive but also a filthy human who should die. Don’t feel bad he doesn’t like any humans, not just you. You did make him falter a few times during your most recent stay at the hotel but it means nothing. Or he assumes it means nothing. Theres no possible way it could mean anything. 

Mango-Thinks you are amazing and wants to be best friends. It’s just a shame that he can’t seem to get up the nerve to talk to you. There is the beginning of a crush starting to form. Just a sliver of one barely at the surface. If he spends more time with you this will quickly grow. 

Roulette-Still doesn’t want to get involved because of his job and your connection to his boss. He knows that technically Damian has given permission on several occasions but feels like your brother isn’t thinking of your safety there. He still has a crush and still thinks your insanely attractive so of course there's no harm in looking but he won’t be actively pursuing you. 

Sniper-He feels like the time he got to spend with you during your birthday party helped strengthen your friendship and he realized he likes you. A lot. He is also aware that others like you a whole lot and isn’t sure where to go. His brother keeps talking about how getting involved with you can be dangerous and he sort of sees that but you can’t help who you fall in love with. He needs time to process his feelings and decide if he wants to pursue you. 

Colt-Damian gave him the go ahead and he has been in love with you for way longer than he’s actually known you. Skulls is a legend and he always thought they were amazing, meeting you he didn’t realize you could be even more amazing than he ever imagined. Having your older bro (and his best friend) seem to root for him is only spurring him into wanting more of a relationship with you. 

Musket -He fell hard and fast which he hopes he’s made obvious from the flirting. Just something about you was so enigmatic to him that he wants to know everything he can about you. Plus being in competition with his brother always poses a fun challenge. It’s too bad work is keeping all of the mafia busy.

Carbine -He has a crush and knows it, you're the only one who can really get him to stop working and he just can’t seem to say no to you. He loved having you as his assistant and would adore it if you did that more but he’s also talked himself into thinking that it’s a crush and nothing more so he will not do anything about it.

 Rifle - Likes you a lot. Like a lot a lot. He hasn’t put it together yet that it may be a crush or even more but he will listen in to any conversation that might be about you and will full on fanboy about you when he has a moment. He seriously thinks your amazing and he just wants to see you again.

#hnd #hnd feelings #housenextdoor #house next door #undertale #underfell #underswap #swapfell #horrortale #errortale #outercodes #killer sans #ink sans #Day sans #Dreamtale #mafiatale #mafiafell #mafiaswap #mirrortale

[acotarharlot]

Clumsy (part 2)

Sorry if it’s bad lmfao I had bad writers block and made some shit up, hope you like it 🫶

~

It had been a couple days since your last encounter with…Cassian. You knew his name now. But that was about it. You couldn’t understand why this male occupied all of your thoughts. You even found yourself losing focus doing every day tasks, getting scolded by your father. This was foreign to you. You’d never wasted your time with boys or men. You were actually quite young compared to a lot of other women, only being 21. Considered a babe. This unfortunately meant you were a target in the camp.

Currently you were going through the store, where you spent majority of your time. While you were infatuated with the less than pleasant Illyrian, you were most definitely trying your best to avoid him. Of course that didn’t work and you would end up in awkward situations. Not even with proximity, but his stare, which you denied.

You wouldn’t forget or get confused, the end goal was to get out of this place. And getting involved or whatever it was with him would get you stuck. It was a price you weren’t willing to pay. That’s why you hadn’t gotten involved with anyone, friendship wise either. It was easier on your own. But that was why you had good observation skills.

It was near closing time by that point. And you were going to close up. Your father having left awhile ago. You packed up the shop and began the decent back home. In a few days you would make your escape. You just had to hold out until then.

Finally pulling the door closed you pulled out a key to lock it. A shadow in your peripheral vision caused you to jump and drop the key. Turning to the shadow you found nothing. Placing your hand over your heart you took a second to calm down. I really am so clumsy you thought to yourself. The sun was setting but you could still see the path to walk home. Trying your hardest to be careful. You never realised how uncoordinated you were until the recent weeks.

Walking along you took in the details of the camp around you. Some men were still fighting in the ring. While they looked big and muscular they didn’t radiate the forceful energy that Cassian did. You didn’t realise you were staring until one looked back. You immediately redirected your line of vision to ahead of you. You didn’t want any trouble. Which you thought you evaded until you heard the footsteps catching up to you. You kept your spine straight not to allude to any of the discomfort you felt. The stranger kept in pace with you. You turned and asked “Can I help you?”

“I just saw you looking over at me. I thought maybe you might want to chat.”

“Well, I’m sorry to give you the wrong impression but I don’t.”

It was rude but you wanted this man to leave you alone. You thought him attractive but not enough to ruin the plan you made.

He just smirked at you. You frowned and walked faster.

“You’re not even giving me a chance.”

You stopped and looked at him. Firmly telling him,

“I don’t want to know you.”

He reached out to grab one of your shoulders but before he could even touch you his hand had been pushed back. You felt another presence behind you.

“Don’t you know not to touch a lady without her consent?” You knew the voice, and whom it belonged to. Cassian.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realise she was with you.” The man explained.

“She’s not.” Cassian replied.

You didn’t know why his words stung.

But nevertheless Cassian turned you around and began walking with you.

Once you were a safe distance away he scolded you.

“Why can’t you be more careful?”

There we go, the brute was back.

“Excuse me?”

“I don’t understand how you keep getting into these situations.”

“I’m sorry? I don’t mean to be such a problem for you. You wondered if he would catch the sarcasm in your words.

In the rush of things you had began to take a path into the forest. Although he was mostly insulting you it was the most you’d ever spoken to him and you wanted to know more.

“ I want to understand why you just can’t keep your head down.”

“That man came up to me! You exclaimed. The anger boiling up inside you.

He had been leaning against a tree casually. Almost as if he couldn’t see how offensive his comments were.

“If I’m such an inconvenience for you then you should just let those things happen to me. I don’t understand why you go out of your way to help.”

He pushed off the tree and stalked over.

The proximity making your breath hitch.

“Maybe I like to be the one to save you.”

You let out the raged breath.

Then he kissed you hard. You had never kissed anyone so you tried your best to follow his lead. It was passionate and heartfelt. But he stopped. Breathing heavy he apologised.

You wanted more though. This was a whole new playing field for you. Never having experienced this kind of intimacy or feeling. So you kissed him, and he returned it immediately. This time silently asking permission to slip in his tongue, which you allowed. He was respectful and just held your waist in one hand and your head with the other. You also felt most comfortable with your hands on his chest. Time felt so fast yet, like you could hear the seconds droop slowly every second on a clock.

You pulled away first needing air. You felt a small bit of shame, knowing this was indeed you’re first Rodeo. This time you apologised.

But he just smiled down at you. While before you just thought he was a sexy kind of attractive, the sun setting on his face showed that he was actually kind of beautiful. Without meaning to you lifted a hand to trace his face. And he allowed you to do so. The word slipped from your mouth, very quietly but he still heard what you called him. He smiled, not smirked, and it was genuine.

“Why are you so upset with me all the time?”

You wanted to ask but once you said the words you wished you could take them back.

So you followed up with “I mean one second you’re quite nice and the next you act like I’m your worst enemy. I’m just finding it hard to read you.”

His face looked strained and you felt bad for ruining the moment shared between the two of you.

“I’m a general and this is an Illyrian camp, that is all I’m allowed to be.”

Whatever that means you thought. You continued on in casual conversation before you realised how late it was getting. Your father would wonder where you where.

“Oh shit, I really need to go.” You exclaimed.

“What, why?” He asked hurriedly.

“I just do” you said running off.

You would have to think of a very convincing lie to tell your father. Praying that he wouldn’t smell the general on you.

#azriel x reader #acotar #azriel #azriel shadowsinger #elain acotar #feyre archeron #nesta archeron #a court of frost and starlight #a court of thorns and roses #acomaf #cassian x reader #cassian acotar #cassian fanfic #cassian x you #cassian fluff