#slight ooc

[mihwee]

"I'll never admit it, You Fucking Lunatic."

Omniscient Readers Viewpoint

Pairings; Yoo Joonghyuk × Top!M!Reader

s.p: yoo joonghyuk was a known man for jealousy, atleast for you, and you find that one of the many things you find disgusting about him. Always so rude... so— dislikeable. You were a man that usually hates flings that cling onto you like some kind of leech. Knowing damn well it was just a one night thing. But yoo joonghyuk. I guess, a main character has its perks. Especially on charisma. That you even find his jealousy quite endearing.

On recent ocassions, you'll find a survivor you somehow like. then ofcourse yoo joonghyuk will "hate" that person as the same level as you. Becoming more irritable at his unpredictable behaviour, the usual glaring spiraled into a fight, and to a suprising turn of events.

sucks to know dokja coudnt stop this arguement from happening.

Warning: reader implied same height, reader and yjh implied as enemies/rivals , hate sex, secret admiration, degradation, no dom/sub roles (???) You both go feral. No spoilers for novel / anything above the webtoon chapters ^^ so everyone can enjoy, also dokja always breaks the fight between you two, so it doesnt end up as a half assed battle to the constellations. Tried to proofread 🤞

Tags: Choking, Ass grabbing, Thigh gripping, lots of gripping and biting, heavy cussing/degradation , No protection, sharp teeth, one shot. No plot/what plot? Slight ooc bc people go crazy when their ab to cum LMAOO

Dni: minors under the age of 16 do not request, minors under 14 in general DNI

Notes: hope its up to your liking, crack summary is that you both fuck with seething anger bcs yjhs fuckbuddy payed attention to smone else, dont know how to explain it but jealousy is (obviously) involved

"Hm, ofcourse." You smiled. As the person you recently saved hugged closer, much more comfortable than they were earlier. shivering, well, you though to yourself. At that small stature, even shorter than han sooyoung, you even doubt if they'll survive if it wasnt for you. "Thank you, mister." Said brunette.

as they gripped onto the oversized cloth you've given them, you saw yoo joonghyuks mocking stare from a seat over. You scoffed, glaring back at him. Hes doing this stupid shit again, where he starts something for no reason. And it somehow always you that he argues with. With dokja and the others, he seems cold. But christ when it comes to you even coming a step closer— he always has something to say, As if you just didnt fuck his brains out a month ago.

the campfire crackled, as the leaves rustled at the mightnight air. Dokja discussed with others on how they should move forward, and make haste. the scenarios condition doesnt look good, to add to that, you saving a random and basic person off the streets was something that added up to yoo joonghyuks hatred.

as the others talked from a distance over, it was only you, yoo joonghyuk, and the survivor. Awkwardly quiet except from the glaring you two were doing for the past hour. You sighed, feeling annoyed. you brung the girl closer with just one hand, as the woman flinched, a blush slowly spread around her frozen face. "ah, i think you need to rest. " you chuckled, smiling. "How about you go in that tent? Ill accompany you."

As both of you stood up, the tension was sliced in half. you joonghyuk scoffs and averts his glare another way. Whats with his deal? A single person woudnt drain all the materials. So why the hell is he angrier than usual? As you let the small woman go into the spare tent, you smiled and bid her goodnight.

"y/n." Joonghyuk blankly calls your name, standing right behind you. With his arms crossed. You glanced from behind, smiling fakely. "What is it?"

"Why bring her here?" As you think for a moment, your fingers curl as you hum. "I dont know, i just wanted to?" You laugh, smirking at him. "Is it bad for me to junghyuk-ah?"

As yoo joonghyuks glared sharpened, he let his fist curl around the collar of your shirt. "you know the scenarios will get harder as we progress. Adding another deadweight such as yourself will make nothing better." He hissed, yet you arched a brow, holding his wrist.

"Deadweight?" I laughed. "I saved your ass multiple times with Dokja hyung."

"Or, are you just jealous i didnt comfort and kiss you in the damned cheek?" You laughed, your nails grazing onto his skin as you felt his glare dig daggers into your face. The leaves rustled as the fire crackled a Bright glow infront of you. No one near in sight other than the both of your presences.

"Come with me." Yoo joonghyuk exclaims, grabbing you by the forearm.

.

.

.

"Aw... joonghyuk-ah."

You grinned, biting your lip. his palm gripped tight onto your back, harsh enough to leave red swelling scratches. "Hah, you dragged me here so i can just fuck you? Were you jealous?" You teased. "You really are one of a kind... come on now, you know i wont replace you." Laughing, you felt him grit his teeth, Face flushed as your hips pounded onto his.

"Shut the fuck up y/n." He muttered. His voice hitched upwards as your dick hitted the hilt of his hole, making his muscles flex around your shaft, his head was a mess. You were just as ridiculous as what the rumours say. Always in some pretty girl or boys bed one occasion or another. And what made yoo joonghyuk even more pissed, is that you treated him nothing like a toy. He felt even more irritated of himself that he chased you around no matter the situation, like some kicked puppy.

Yoo joonghyuk coudnt help but relish in the feeling of your thick cock pounding into his ass. His rigged muscles flexing, Shuddering. Shivering at every movement. He gritted his teeth, his nails digging marks onto your back as you held your shirt up high by your teeth, grinning at the sight before you. Yoo joonghyuk shut his eyes tightly, letting out a broken moan with a cracked voice.

You groaned at the sound, feeling him tighten even more around you as he pushed his lips back to ravish yours. Biting hard enough to draw blood, your lips tainted with bruises.

He was particualarly rougher than usual. and more eager to please. His cock bouncing with need at every thrust, his legs wrapped around your waist, enough to forcefully pull you down to his chiseled body. "Fuck...." he murmured, underneath his breath. Why doesnt this feel enough?

And suddenly, with a push, you grabbed yoo joonghyuks neck. Your palm pressing him down on the soft mattress. "fucking stupid slut. All you do is be a little bitch all day huh?" You cursed, your fingers pressing down his airway. — The bed creaking with the force of your thrusts, Yoo joonghyuk can finally feel like hes enjoying this. He needed your attention. does he hate to admit it,— He will always beg for it. And he doesnt want some random fucking stranger taking it away from him.

He moaned, his hand reaching up to grip your hair, and his other to wrap around your forearm. Out of breath, gasping for air with a broken voice. "Hah? Ah... hah... yeah thats it yoo joonghyuk ah." You smirked. Your dick making a dent even onto his muscled torso. His cock dripping streams of precum. "Shut..shut.. ahh.. shut the fuckkk.. up.." yoo joonghyuk gasped for air. "And just keep.. fucking meee!" He moaned out brokenly. His fingers gripping onto your hair as your scalp ached.

His head was an utter mess at this point, words slipping out of his mouth that even he would rather end his own life if he would to see this sober. Or lets say, a post-orgasam bliss.

After minutes and minutes of skin slapping against skin, and multiple words of degradation. One particular thrust seemed to send him over the edge. You groaned, a half moan as you buried your dick deep into his quivering ass. Filling him to the brim with your cum. He threw his head back. Following soon after. Moaning as he clenched around your shaft, his body shuddering as he held onto your head and back. His own dick spurting out long ropes of come.

It felt amazing, his legs unable to pick which way he should cling onto you. The heel of his foot seemingly digging onto your back. Your body littered with bruises and bites, blood and sweet bodily fluids dripped down your torso. You breathed out, your hips twitching as you came hard and deep. Taking a long moment to catch your breath.

"y/n." Yoo joonghyuk groaned your name. Low and husky as he tried to recover. Your dick awkwardky still in his ass.

"....Who the fuck told you to stop?"

#LMAOOO #I got indescive of the ending #anyway #orv #orv yjh #orv y/n #top reader #reader #top male reader #fanfiction #smut #omniscient reader webtoon #omniscient reader's viewpoint #ooc #slight ooc #mihwee🐈‍⬛

[potatsourie]

Enemies to homies 🤭

#ghostfrank #art #dbd fanart #fanart #dead by daylight #dbd ghostface #danny johnson #ghostface #dbd legion #frank morrison #dbd frank #slight ooc #comics

[parano1ddetective]

returning the favor 💛💛

My platonic girlfriend fr fr <3<3 (i say platonic bc we’re not actually dating y’all LOL [[referring to me and Bee]])

@thesillestspliter

#gacha life 2 #regretevator bive #roblox #ask blog #rp blog #spive #split regretevator #split x bive #slight ooc #i love her #<3 /p

[drivethru-guy]

Can you tell me it’s gonna be alright please

I really hope things get better for you soon, anon <33 ily /p /ooc

Hey. It’s gonna be alright. Whatever’s happening in your life is temporary. Bad things happen, that’s how life is. It wants to give us struggles. But I know you’re strong. It’s gonna be okay, Anon.

#emerson regretevator #regretevator #roblox #ask blog #answered #rp blog #slight ooc

[ivyprism]

There's a Sign on the Wall (Short Story thing)

Warnings: Slight OOC(?), brain not braining, short, blood, violence, mention of famine.

"What about the monsters in the ruins?!" Cinnamon rose from his seat. Empress Undyne examined her claws. She could see the skeleton's horrified expression on her face.

"Ex-Queen Toriel can look after them…" Empress Undyne sat up in her chair. She was upset, but what else could she do? Everyone needed food. The ruins were not as important as the grand majority of the Underground.

"But Undyne, they'll starve! The Ruins are starving! They can't live without rations!" Cinnamon argued as he stared at her. Empress Undyne tensed as she stood. She clenched her spear.

"Then tell Former Queen Toriel to come out of her hole." Empress Undyne reacted angrily. Cinnamon tensed as he locked his gaze on her.

"Some hero you are." Cinnamon snarled, and Empress Undyne tightened her grasp on her spear.

"Excuse me?" Empress Undyne reacted angrily.

"You would starve your subjects because of a personal vendetta! Well, I'm not going to put up with it!" Cinnamon smacked his hands down on the table. "I'm sorry, Undyne, but I do not believe you are suited for being the ruler!" Cinnamon disputed, and Empress Undyne gave him a stern and cold look.

"If you don't watch your tongue, Captain Papyrus, I will remind you of why I am Empress." Empress Undyne snarled back at him. Cinnamon tensed and glared. He held his ground.

"I know it's a difficult job being ruler and I know you are grieving, Undyne, but this does not mean you get to abuse your power." Cinnamon snapped back, and it was the final straw. He and Empress Undyne got into a yelling match, which only became worse when the spear fell on his eye. Empress Undyne had barely a split second to grasp what she had just done when blood splashed onto the ground. Cinnamon recoiled in pain as he held his eye.

"Paps!" Clove had called as he was late to the meeting. He rushed to his brother's side and Cinammon held his bleeding eye.

"Papyrus- I- I'm so-" Empress Undyne began but Cinnamon turned his head away from her. She quickly fixed her composure. "If you had chosen to listen this wouldn't have happened." Empress Undyne hissed out, hoping she'd scare Cinnamon if only a little.

"This famine... Wanna know the best part...? I'm not scared of you anymore..." Cinnamon growled at Empress Undyne as he walked away with his brother. This easily shattered their strong friend bond.

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You see at the front and end of Snowdin, there's a sign on the wall!

It reads:

"Empress Undyne is no longer welcome in Snowdin."

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@kioko-noodles / @kiokodoodles @miscneilleaneous @und3rwat3r-a5tr0naut @hearty-dose-of-ranch @underfell-crystal

#horrortale #horrortale papyrus #horrortale undyne #horrortale sans #info #short #slight ooc #I think #osidfhgoitg #Au stuff #famine mention #lots of stuff #gpfhxdigodth

[definedoctrrchandra]

Literally why is the monolith in Changes on Tumblr

#slight OOC #in character #2001 a space odyssey #2010 the year we make contact #the monolith

[lightininglydia]

The Wounds That Never Heal

Relationships:      

These are ALL Platonic!!

Steve Harrington X Robin Buckley

Steve Harrington X Nancy Wheeler

Steve Harrington X Jonathan Byers

Steve Harrington X The Kids ( Especially Max, Lucas, Dustin and Erica!!! )

Steve Harrington X Jim & Joyce 

Warnings: 

This is a trauma centric series- I saw a tiktok edit about Steve’s trauma and how the writers NEVER touch on it so I decided that I would! ( All credit to this idea goes to LesbianSteveddie on Tiktok whose edit I saw forever ago and inspired this series! ) Every chapter will have their own separate warnings included in them! 

Synopsis: 

Through a series of stories with the ones he loves, Steve Harrington slowly begins to mend what’s been broken so deeply inside him for so long

Chapters: 

Chapter One : I Have A Friend I Call ( 11/29 )

Chapter Two: All Of My Regrets ( 12/01 )

Chapter Three: Don’t Know How To Admit That I’m Broken ( 12/03 )

Chapter Four: Just One Single Glimpse Of Relief ( 12/05 )

#steve harrington #steve harrington fic #stranger things #joe keery #steve harrington x reader #slight ooc #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #jonathan byers #eddie munson #max mayfield #dustin henderson #lucas sinclair #erica sinclair #eleven hopper #will byres #joyce byers #jim hopper

[i-want-tennis-ball]

sorry yall I’ve been busy, anyways I’ve noticed many poets roaming these halls, so I figured I would encourage expansion on that

ball or dog (because apparently there are a lot of dogs now) or racket, you may go to @tennis-poetry-club and submit your posts, I’ll be sure to repost them to the bulletin board to encourage your talent!

#i want tennis ball #tbcu #slight ooc

[chief-kreideprinz]

How beautiful you are?

"... Hm? Aha, I believe I and the Traveller's results may have been switched."

(Saw @luminexhotaru do this lmao)

#genshin impact #albedo #slight ooc

[silverghostblog]

It’s so preppy in here

Is it just as preppy as you imagined?

#☆~ic #slight ooc

[luminous-letters]

Just a quick idea I wrote on a whim. I headcanon that Crowley used to serve the military before opening up NRC (and met Lilia along the way)

Where there is war, crows are certain to be found. And that narrative holds true even to Dire Crowley, one of Briar Valley's many jewels of military might, a renowned strategist and general. Many times he's led battalions of fae in the battlefields, be it the scorching waves of the dog days or the below-zero extremes of the frost, he will be there.

For many years he's held his head high, in honor and in power. He was arrogant, he swam in champagne and feasted on praise. It was a vice— fame and glory, he fed on it, he chased it. He was young back then, still new, still learning. He's charged at the human forces with fire in his eyes for the longest time, and he believes that fire won't be dying anytime soon.

The war raged on for hundreds of years, each side was fueled by hatred and grief.

Dire Crowley noticed something. He'd charge with a hundred-thousand soldiers, most of whom he'd drank and celebrated with, only to return with eighty-thousand...sixty-thousand...fifty-thousand... thirty-thousand...twenty-thousand... They've been deployed again and again until their numbers dwindled to mere hundreds.

They've sieged the humans with magic, the same magic that ensured their victory for centuries. But with every battle they come back stronger, armed with more, smarter.

The fae were losing.

Death rained from their skies, in the form of napalm and bullets. The scent of the burning flesh of their kin permeated the country's air, it was sickening. Corpses were left to rot in the streets and alleys, be it human or fae, death was never one to choose. They became each other's bogeymen.

Briar Valley called for a massive military enlistment, anyone who can use magic was immediately placed into the army in hopes of balancing their crippled military.

"Varouge, Lilia." Came Crowley's voice, clad in his usual wartime attire. Like the others, this one was prideful, but he held his own brand of strange. He was chippy in contrast to his hate-driven and gloomy peers. Maybe, just maybe, they had some hope in this person, Crowley thought.

Lilia Vanrouge was boyish, he looked like he barely knew how to wield a wand moreso a blade. But his marks spoke volumes, constant aces across all his subjects— both magical and physical.

Decades turned centuries flew by. Dire Crowley and Lilia Vanrouge, along with their troops continued to march into battle. Soon, bestowed upon him was the title of General, even Lilia Vanrouge grew tired of the carnage and death.

"Vanrouge, how's everyone holding up?" Crowley asked, surveying the camp's setup, making sure that come what may they're prepared to defend themselves. "They're sad." Lilia replied, doing his share of tasks at the fae encampment. Being two of the oldest fae in the force meant they had the most responsibilities.

"I want all of this to come to end." Crowley sighed, picking up one of the shields strewn across the ground. Reflected on the metal was his face, he looked tired and miserable. He looked of death and disease, the sleepless weeks were finally getting to him.

"We've fought for so long, too long that we've forgotten what we were fighting for in the first place." Crowley spoke, despair evident in his voice. "I wish we could all set down our weapons and lead a new start." He sighed. Sheathing a blade, he continued, "But that was just a wish. Something as shallow as that won't bring back out kin."

"You're right, a wish is useless."

"You continue to sit there and wallow, of course nothing will change." Lilia Vanrouge scolded his former captain, "If you truly desire peace then you should be brave enough to fight for it."

"We've seen the life leave their eyes, we've slaughtered their people as much as they did ours." Lilia looked up, admiring the glassy frost crystals that floated down the sky. "If we continue to let anger and grief get the best of us then this war would rage on for millennia to come."

"I plan on opening peace talks with the humans." Lilia played with the snow in his hands like a child, his sunny attitude hasn't tarnished, "The Queen would hear my words." The royal family had faith in Lilia, Crowley hoped that their trust is enough for then to listen.

"I will open a school." Crowley spoke, moved by Lilia's words. He wants peace, in honor of his troops, his kin and the departed, both human and fae. "A school that would be a shelter for those that are different." He continued daydreaming, his resolve was clear.

"Well then, I look forward to that."

Hundred years passed by, human-fae relations were slowly getting better. And Dire Crowley finally retired from the military, no one has heard from him for the past hundred years.

That was until four invitations arrived in Briar Valley's castle. The sender was 'Night Raven College', rumors floated around that only the most skilled of mages could be invited to attend such an academy.

When he read the headmaster's name Lilia chuckled, it took him back to the old days. "It looks like we've succeeded."

#twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst fanfic #twst oneshot #twst drabble #tw: war #tw: death #angst with a happy ending #dire crowley #lilia vanrouge #night raven college #writing #my writing #twst headcanons #twst imagines #twst au #crowley used to be a general (headcanon) #twst angst #slight ooc #on crowley's part

[parano1ddetective]

are you schizophrenic? /gen

I can’t tell if this is ooc or ic

Probably not, I’m not even sure

#???? #slight ooc #regretevator #regretevator bive #roblox #ask blog #answered #rp blog

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Love Potion - Roman Sionis X GN Reader

Title: Love Potion

Roman Sionis X GN Reader

Part 1 (Could be read alone)

Additional Characters: F/N, (OC) Fergus, (OC) Beth, (OC) Claire, (OC) Charles, (OC) Sosha, Victor Zsasz, Mr. Morganson (Mentioned), and Mr. Koil (Mentioned)

WC: 2,380

Warnings: Not as good as the first fic, Roman, slightly suggestive, blink-and-you-miss-it mention of torture/death, alcohol, and slightly ooc Roman

It has been a couple weeks since you went to the Black Mask with your friends. Here you were, sipping a Love Potion cocktail, in the same booth with your friends. They were all slightly shocked that you even suggested going out to the club in the first place, but after your meeting with the Roman Sionis, they got the picture. You're not one for the spotlight, and being around other people makes you nervous. But, the idea of seeing Roman made the nervousness worth it.

You, this time around, bought your own outfit a week prior to asking your friends to come with you. You wore a black suit, paired with the same black, heeled boots. The jacket was tight and showed off your figure nicely which you liked. Underneath, you wore an elegant sheer black blouse featuring a dramatic bow-tie neckline and cuffed long sleeves, with a plain black spaghetti-strap top under that. You felt confident in the outfit, and when you walked into the club, unlike last time, you didn't feel too uneasy.

Looking around the club, you tried to spy as to where Roman was. But, you found him, sitting at a booth, not too far away. He was wearing a black suit with gold details, and instead of his glasses, he had on black eyeliner. Which pleasantly surprised you. He was talking with two men at the booth, his eyes were harsh as he looked at the men, a deep frown on his face. Whatever they were talking about, Roman was not happy about it. He huffed, raking a gloved hand through his hair.

You wondered what his hair felt like if you ran your fingers through it. Would it be as soft as it looked?

"You are smitten, Y/N." F/N teased from beside you, nudging your side.

Blushing, you quickly looked away, taking a quick sip of your drink. "I am?" You asked softly.

F/N nodded, smiling. "Yes, you are." They whispered. "He's quite the charmer."

You bit your lip, "He is." You agreed.

"We know you only wanted to come to see him, right?" Sosha spoke and you just shrugged, a bit embarrassed.

"Well, I'm glad we came," Claire smiled, and the others agreed, nodding.

Looking back to where Roman was, you frowned slightly, he was gone. And so were the two men.

The night went on quite nicely, you had almost finished your drink. You hung back at the booth with Sosha while F/N, Fergus, Charles, Beth, and Claire went to the bar for more drinks. Sosha turned to you, placing a hand on your shoulder.

"I'm heading to the bathroom, don't have too much fun without me." She spoke before sliding out of the booth and towards the bathrooms.

You sighed, feeling a bit nervous now that you were alone. You sat there, listening to the music, sipping your drink.

"You came back..."

At the sound of his voice, you looked up, finding Roman standing beside you.

"I did." You spoke softly.

"Did you come by yourself?" He asked, before sitting across from you.

You shook your head, "No, my friends are over there." You pointed to the bar, where you could see them all laughing.

Roman's eyes followed your finger, "They're having a good time."

You nodded, "Yeah, they are."

His gaze lingered on yours for a moment, before he stood up, offering you his gloved hand.

"Well, they can't have all the fun, now can they?" He asked, giving you a charming smile.

You took his hand, biting your lip as he once again led you to the dance floor, and again changing the music to a more slow one. As he pulled you close, you felt butterflies in your stomach, and your heart raced. He took your hand that was already in his and held it in the air beside you two, and with his other, he wrapped it around your waist. You slowly slid your hand up onto his shoulder, loving the feeling of the fabric of his suit against your skin.

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"What made you come back?" He asked slowly, staring into your eyes.

You bit your lip, "I... I couldn't stay away." You admitted, looking down.

Roman smirked, leaning in and placing his cheek against yours. You could feel his stubble tickle your cheek.

"Good." His lips brushed against your ear, sending shivers through you.

You hesitantly leaned into him, resting your head on his chest. You felt his arm that was wrapped around you, pulling you closer. You closed your eyes, enjoying the closeness.

"You like it here, don't you?" He whispered into your ear.

You nodded, "It's nice." You murmured back, tilting your head to look up at him.

His lips curved into a smile, and he kissed your forehead.

"I'm glad." He spoke softly.

"Are you?" You questioned, tilting your head.

"I am." He confirmed.

He moved his hand from your waist, and slid them slowly up your back, pulling you in tighter. You could feel his breath against your face, and the heat radiating off of him. He was intoxicating. Looking at you up and down, Roman sighed breathly.

"You look amazing," Roman spoke softly with half-lidded eyes, wetting his bottom lip.

You blushed, "Thank you."

"Your friends won't notice you're gone, will they?" He asked and you turned to look at your friends, who were still at the bar, laughing.

"No, probably not for a while." You answered.

Roman chuckled, "Then, let's go." Roman spoke, and he led you away from the dance floor.

Following him into an elevator, you noticed he was still holding your hand. Roman pushed the third-floor button, and the doors shut.

"Where are we going?" You asked curiously.

"To my penthouse," Roman replied, his voice low.

You blinked, "Oh, okay." Becoming a bit more nervous.

The elevator opened, and Roman stepped out. You looked around in awe, the walls were a nice dark cream color, and a way in front of you was a long table, and around the room were masks and humanoid statues of various kinds. Roman pulled you along beside him, giving you a little tour of the masks and art around the room.

"Here is a shrunken head I got on my most recent trip. It's just so ew, but he has a little haircut." He spoke, causing you to giggle lightly.

You just loved his personality.

Continuing the tour, arm placed around your waist securely, he brought you over to his plethora of statues.

"These are some of my acupuncture models," Roman spoke, pointing at them.

"Interesting." You spoke before looking over at the statue of Roman himself.

You were incredibly impressed by the workmanship of the piece. The detail was amazing, and it was a full-sized statue. Roman had a small smile on his face, and you felt a blush creeping onto your cheeks.

"It's incredible..." You muttered and Roman nodded.

"I'm glad you think so." He replied, his tone gentle.

He walked you into the living area, and there you saw a large red couch. Roman went over to the couch, sitting down and pulling you down beside him. Turning towards you, he placed his arm across the back of the couch, his gloved hand playing with the strands of your hair.

"So, tell me, Y/N," Roman spoke softly, his eyes staring into yours. "About yourself..."

You blushed, "I'm uhm... I went to college for art, got my MFA a few years ago, and I like to read." You told him, and he nodded, a smirk growing on his face.

"Art, you say?" Roman questioned, his voice low and husky.

You nodded, "Yeah, I love to paint." You admitted.

Leaning in closer, Roman couldn't look away from you. "I so happen to have a blank wall that needs a little something," Roman spoke, his breath hot against your skin.

You swallowed thickly, your pulse racing as Roman continued to stare into your eyes.

"An art piece from you would be lovely," Roman whispered.

You felt your heart skip a beat, "Are you sure?" You questioned, your voice a bit shaky.

"One hundred percent," Roman stated simply, his thumb brushing your cheek.

"Why me?" You asked, your voice coming out more breathy than you expected.

Roman chuckled, "Because, I want you to be mine."

"Yours?" You asked, confused.

You've only met him twice, but you felt something when you looked at him. You felt like he was the only person who understood you, or maybe he was the only one who wanted to understand you. You weren't sure. All you knew was that you wanted to spend more time with him, and if he wanted to see you, then you'd do whatever it took to make that happen.

"Yes, Y/N. Mine." Roman stated firmly.

This was all happening so fast, but you couldn't pull away. You were completely caught up in him, in his presence.

"I don’t understand" You spoke, speechless, and Roman smirked, his thumb moving to your chin, tilting your head up.

"It’s simple, I can’t stop thinking about you, and I want to know everything about you," Roman spoke, his eyes darkening.

You bit your lip, "Okay."

"And I want you to know everything about me," Roman added.

You nodded, "I'd like that."

Roman leaned in, nose brushing against yours. He smelled faintly of cologne and his natural musk, but also something else, something sweet and inviting. Roman placed his hand behind your neck, pulling you closer, and you tilted your head up, looking into his deep, green eyes.

"I really like you, Y/N," Roman spoke, his voice low and seductive.

"I like you too." You replied, leaning in closer.

Roman was just about to close the remaining gap when the man with bleached blonde buzzed hair came in.

"I... Uh... Sorry, boss, but uh Mr. Morganson and Mr. Koil are downstairs."

You pulled back, completely embarrassed and Roman sighed frustratedly, closing his eyes he breathed out an angry sigh.

"Fine, fine," he growled, opening his eyes and looking at you. "I have to get to some business, darling. I'll take you back to your friends." He spoke and your eyes widened slightly.

You forgot about them.

Helping you up off the couch, Roman walked you over to the elevator, pausing at the man.

"Take the back stairs, keep them company while I'm gone." He seethed and the man nodded and quickly headed down to the back stairs.

Once the elevator door opened, the two of you walked in. Roman pressed the button for the first floor and you looked up at him. He was standing there, hands on his hips, his jaw clenched tightly. You took a step towards him, and he sighed, turning to face you.

"I'm sorry," He spoke softly.

You shook your head, "It's alright."

"It isn't." He spoke, and you frowned.

You were slightly disappointed. You really wanted to kiss him. Biting your lip, you eyed the number three turn into a two. You have time.

Taking a deep breath, it was either now or never. "Roman?"

Roman turned to you as you softly placed a hand on his cheek, his eyes widened slightly, his tongue coming out to wet his bottom lip. Roman leaned in and gently kissed you, his lips soft against yours. You brought your hand up, wrapping it around his neck and gently tugging on his hair. It was as soft as you thought it would be.

He broke off the kiss, breathing heavily, his eyes locked on yours.

"Will I see you again?" He asked, grabbing your hand, and bringing it up to his lips before kissing it softly.

"Maybe," You answered softly.

He smirked, "Good."

The elevator doors opened and Roman led you back to your table where all your friends sat. F/N immediately turned, eyes widening a smirk on their face.

"There you are! We've been looking for you." They exclaimed.

"Sorry," You apologized, rubbing your arm, embarrassed.

F/N was still smiling at you, "We were wondering what happened to you." She spoke, looking between you and Roman.

"I have to get back to business, you all have a good night," Roman spoke to your group before turning to you.

"I'll see you later, my darling." He spoke, bringing his hand up to brush his finger against your bottom lip.

You smiled at him, "I hope so."

He winked, and turned away from you, walking off back towards the elevator. You watched him leave, feeling a strange sense of disappointment.

"So, did you enjoy yourself?" Sosha teased, as you sat down.

You nodded, "Yeah, I guess so." You answered.

F/N and Fergus both laughed, "Well? What happened?" F/N asked.

You shrugged, "Nothing much, we danced and he gave me a tour of his penthouse."

F/N's eyes grew wide, "You didn't?" She asked, looking shocked.

You nodded, "Yes, he showed me his masks and acupuncture models."

F/N smirked, nudging you, "That's not the only tour you got. I saw the way he was looking at you."

You blushed, "What look?"

F/N rolled her eyes, "You know exactly what look I mean."

You just sighed, crossing your arms, face red in embarrassment.

"Nothing happened, if that's what you're alluding to." You spoke, trying to play it cool.

"You know he's a player, right?" Claire asked, sipping her drink. "I've seen it. He loves the attention."

"I didn't seem like it when he was just with me. You spoke, your thoughts becoming conflicted.

Before you or your friends could say anything else, you got a tap on the shoulder. Looking up beside you stood the almost awkward man with the buzzed hair.

"The boss said to give this to you." He spoke, handing you a small note before rushing off.

"What does it say?" Fergus asked and you shrugged, flipping it over.

"It's from Roman." You spoke, silently reading the note to yourself.

'Thank you for spending time with me, love. I will be waiting for you. -R. '

Your heart skipped a beat, "Well, it seems I just can’t stay away.” A smirk on your face and a glint in your eyes.

#roman sionis #cute #fluff #roman sionis x gn reader #roman sionis x y/n #roman sionis x you #gn reader #flirting #slight ooc #dc universe #part 2 #black mask #black mask imagine #black mask club #oc friends

[vi-anon]

i really do feel like a feather with a certain someone off my mind, like i’m not stressed out and tip toeing over my words anymore, halle-fucking-lujah

#slight ooc #can’t post on main for reasons

[universalzones]

Winter Sol Gala Event

"Greetings one and all. I, Princess Blaze, sole Guardian of the Sol Emeralds am pleased to welcome all the the first Interdimensional Winter Sol Gala. I am aware many different zones and worlds have holidays along with those that do not. This is my way of extending festivities to everyone."

"Thus you need not wear formal attire unless you choose to. Food, drinks, and entertainment shall be provided amidst socializing. Security will be present to keep out any unwanted intruders, along with keeping things in order. Most of the event shall be held in the ball room and the gardens, though you may request a tour of the castle. I can't promise I shall have time to show everyone around, though will certainly try."

"If you wish to attend simply reply to this message saying you'll be joining the festivities or you may send a direct message to the castle. You will receive an invination, hopefully in a timely manner. I do hope everyone that attends has a wonderful time. I do request all my guests act accordingly and be civil. I shan't hesitate to have you removed from the gala and the Sol Dimension entirely if need be."

"The event shall be starting at the first day of the next month. I know it leaves little time for me to prepare, though rest assured all shall be ready and hopefully the event meets everyone standards. I have already booked several hotels near the palace for guests to stay in during the event. With that said, you are free to come and claim a room while everything is being set up. The gardens of the palace are free for all to enjoy. Along with the forementioned request for a tour of the castle. I do hope everyone will have a wonderful time when winter festivities starts."

Edit (Should've put reply instead of answer. In other words you can reply or just send me an ask saying you'll attend.)

#Winter Sol Gala #universalzones #Blaze the Cat #burning sol guardian #Winter Festivities #Winter Gala #Winter Event #(just something I'm gonna do because I can) #(I'm aware the announcement thing is rough) #(this is happens when I act on an idea without planning) #ooc #slight ooc #slight ooc edit

[wendyanon]

i should really update that “couples as cartoon couples” list

like i want to strictly using cartoon tv shows because disney princesses/princes could be its own post GIVE ME LIKE 20 MINUTES TO FINISH MY FOOD 🫡

#slight ooc