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phas3d · 3 months

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Crushing on You || Slytherin Boys

type :: fluff

tw/cw :: none

contains :: draco malfoy, tom riddle, mattheo riddle, theodore nott, lorenzo berkshire

summary :: cute little loser things they do because they’re so down bad for you. inspired by the fucking masterpiece that is ONE DAY ONE NIGHTTTT AHHHHHH by bts ofc. some of these might be creepy but I think they’re cute

DRACO MALFOY

It’s always an enemies to lovers for him, he literally cannot get crushes on someone unless he hates their guts

Probably cause he got daddy issue but meh, we’re not solving that today

He HATED your guts, he has literally thought of getting a hit-man on you before

You’re his rival in every single aspect, even more than Harry is

Academics, you’re better

Athletics, you’re better

Clubs and community, you’re WAY better

He hates you and makes fun of you every single day and time he gets the chance

Even worse, Harry, Hermione, and Ron all come to defend you which makes him even more mad

But overtime, his aggressive staring and cursing under his breath turned into admiration

It all started when one day during Quidditch practice, some annoying 3rd year thought it would funny to mess with Draco’s broom

He ended up malfunctioning during practice, almost speeding into the walls of the school at astounding speeds

But luckily, you came just in time and yanked him off his broom, letting his broon get destroyed into the castle. But he was unharmed and was wrapped securely in your arms

From then on, he’s had a huge crush on you and all of his hatred turned into admiration

His aggressive stares were a bit softer and his insults had a hidden compliment in it

Everyone thinks that maybe he just feels bad and is finally regretting how rude he’s been to you, which is kinda true

He’s always watching over you, kinda like a stalker (because he is one)

He learns your daily routine, your favorite foods, clothing brands, makeup products, skincare routine, everything

Goes as far to hire and pay different students to watch after you if he’s busy

Somehow, you never notice and just think that people are nosy

He takes his research really far though, like straight up creepy

Draco gets his hands on all of your medical history, every single thing about you

He learns what your allergic too, what your rising sign is, how much you weigh at every check up

When he finds out that you’re anemic, he crushes up pills and sneakily adds it to your food to make sure you’re healthy

Does this with other things too, like Vitamin C, iron pills, etc etc etc

But in the end, it helps you a lot and makes you feel much better

And it makes him happy to know that you’re better because of him

One day, you get asked out by none other than Harry Potter

Instantly, Draco is enraged and everything in his sight is going to die a painful death

He feels betrayed by you despite treating you like utter shit for so many years

Not the mention he’s also gotten with maybe two or three other girls

He plans to ruin your date and he succeed

He burns Harry’s outfit, posses someone to spill hot tea on you, and even goes as far to sneak food you’re allergic to into your food

The date ends with you crying back to your dorm and Harry beating himself up

From this, Draco is happy and prepares to come and play knight-in-shining armor for you

But once again, he sees Harry comforting you and giving you a tight hug

Draco is literally about to kill Harry for this, cause ain’t no way he just did ALL of that for Harry to swoop in again

“You can’t take her! I loved her first! I love her more than your stupid four-eyed could ever!” He shouts at Harry

So yeah…. He just confessed out of rage

TOM RIDDLE

Never ever EVER will he get caught lacking for someone

This man keeps all of his lovey dovey feelings to himself, bro literally got a diary 😭

But when he saw you, and just like all of those dumb movies he’s seen, he was instantly love struck by you

He never knew that this was possible, he’s instantly disgusted with himself and does his best to the diminish the crush

But it won’t go away… you’re just perfect in every way

He’s so frustrated that he genuinely thinks of just killing you

But, thank GOD, he decides to not kill you and just become a stalker 😊

He finds out your entire schedule and walking path just so he can get small glimpses of you

Whenever you see him or make eye contact with him, he looks at you like you killed his entire family and he’s coming for revenge

But he’s actually drooling and hearing the most beautiful classical piano in the background

He sees you as a god/goddess that blessed him with your presence

Tom has always seen himself as the chosen one, the one given enough power to destroy and fix the world

And he sees you as his future Queen to the brand new world he will make :) kinda romanticccc

Finds all of your social media and stalks it for hours

He makes one of those fake burner accounts that looks like a bot

So when he follows you, you think nothing of it

But in reality, he’s watching you in depth

Bro finds your SPOTIFY and YOUR AO3 ACCOUNT… That’s how crazy he is

He made an entire playlist of every song you’ve ever posted and mentioned

He listens to it daily :)

Honestly, he’s just like me fr

He’s just a lil crazy and wants to know EVERYTHING about you

If you ever come up to him or are assigned partners, oh my god he’s gonna act so cold

Acts like he hates your guts and despises your existence

But in reality, he’s gonna thank every single religious figure out there for blessing him with allowing him to be in your space

MATTHEO RIDDLE

When he first saw you, he thought you were fine as hell

He was just trying to get into your pants

But when he tried to make a move, you scoffed and shoved him away

Instantly, he was attracted to you

He’s only been rejected like twice, and both times it ended with them begging on their knees for him

He was about to do the exact same thing to you

Unlike the others, he’s the only one that shows it and actively makes a move

Constantly flirts with you, no matter the time or day

Kinda like Filipino courtingggg 🤭

Finds all of your classes and walks you to all of them

Even though you want to walk with your friends, he won’t let you and always pulls you away from them

He skips his classes constantly just so he can be with you and flirt with you more

Even if you keep rejecting him or even slap him, he won’t stop. He loves when girls play hard to get

Sends you flowers, they’re a little bit ugly, but it’s the thought that counts

Sends you chocolates and stuffed animals to the point where a whole section of your dorm is dedicated to the pile of 65 stuffed animals you’ve received

He can’t really write poems or love songs, but he sends you little drawings that are barely readable

He makes little stick figures to represent you guys, one that’s super tall with abs (him) and another one that has hair and a triangle body (you)

Although you can barely understand his chicken scratch drawings, it makes you giggle from how stupid they are

Sometimes it’s him fighting off dragons, or you drowning and he saves you, or him being a rich king and you’re his queen

Never ever gives up on you, no matter what

Will fight off every single competition he has, he doesn’t care if they end up paralyzed

One time, someone older than you guys by one year tried to ask you out

Because he was a grade above you guys, he thought Mattheo wouldn’t fight him

But nopppeeee he was dead wrong, Mattheo sent him to the hospital wing repeatedly for a whole month

Even though the poor guy learned his lesson, Mattheo was mad that not only did he have the balls to ask you out but to also doubt Mattheo’s strength

Surprisingly, he cares a lot towards your friends as well and never leaves him out of the picture which is sweet

If you get a 100 roses from him (an almost daily occurrence), then he’ll get your best friends a small bouquet of 10-12 roses in return

If you get a huge chocolate box of the most expensive chocolates, then your friends get a small little wrapped box of a few chocolates

It’s really sweet and it makes your friends see that he’s actually pretty cool and sweet

Definitely goes around and lies to people by saying you two are dating

Eventually, everyone is fucking tired of you guys and basically sees you as a couple

One day, your friends say they’re gonna have a girls day and ask you to meet them at this nice restaurant

But surprise! The girls lied, you got all dressed up for nothing :(

But surprise again! Mattheo pops up. Your friends set you up with him to help you two to finally start dating

THEODORE NOTT

He’s had plenty of one night stands, weird situation-ships, and more but with you, he’s never had that

You’ve been his friend for ages, before he got hot and ripped

And he appreciated you a lot for that, he felt like he could finally be himself with someone

Over the years, he’s slowly gotten more and more comfortable with you

When he was going to bed, he thought to himself “I wouldn’t mind marrying (y/n)”

He smiled as he said that, about to sleep until his eyes shot wide open as he repeated what he said

“I wouldn’t mind marrying (y/n)??!???!!?”

When he realized he likes you, he’s a complete idiot

Normally with girls, he’s super smooth and charismatic - but that’s only because he’s trying to get into their pants

With you, you knew all his tactics and how awful of a person he can and HAS been over the years

You’ve seen him cheat, yell, and sometimes be borderline abusive to his past girlfriends

He starts to worry about how you perceive him and wants to make sure he seems like a good option

He becomes so awkward around you, it’s painful

Starts to be way nicer to you than he ever has been and becomes a lot more chivalrous

He takes off his jacket and shields you from rain, if anyone teases you he’ll get really defensive, he spoon feeds you at times, always pays for your lunch and dinner

Even goes as far as to take you on shopping sprees with no limit - even if you say no he’ll just keep track of everything you look at and buy it for you

Gets you flowers every week and always excuses it as “this is what best friends always do”

You two are basically dating… just without an official title

He’s TERRIFIEDDDD to ask, he’s literally had break downs over his fear of you rejecting him

Please just confess to him yourself, I’m not sure when he’ll get the balls and confidence to do it

LORENZO BERKSHIRE

He’s the most sane out of all of them all 😭

Literally the one line from Taylor Swift, “in a world of boys he’s a gentleman” AHAAAAHHHHH

He gets a crush on you after you two are partnered for a long term project

Loves how smart and dedicated you are, it inspires him to be the same way

Sometimes he purposely acts dumb just so that you’ll help him

Always pays attention to the small details and everything you do

Spoils you ROTTEN omg

Will take you out to go shopping with him and he whips out his black card and casually drops 25k just on clothes and makeup for you

He loves the feeling of spoiling you, makes him feel like your future husband

Praises you for everything, even the bare minimum

“Woah! I like your outfit!” And you’re literally wearing the required school uniform

He wants to date you and call you his own, but he knows he’s a fuck boy deep down

Every time he’s dated a girl, he’s ended up breaking up with them because he can’t commit or just straight up cheating on them

He’s very confident that he could change and be better, but he wants to be perfect before he dares you

Because he sees you as perfect :”) and you only deserve the best

You help motivate him to become better, even though you didn’t know you did

Starts going to the gym, works harder in school, tries to be more nice to everyone

Eventually, he’ll get the guts to ask you out for the Yule ball but he’ll keep saying you’re going as “friends”

But one day you’ll overhear him and his group talking about how fat of a crush he has on you

They all tease him and call him a simp, loverboy, everything

But when he sees that you’ve been listening the entire time, he’s so reddddd

Tries to hide his face and runs away, he avoids you for a little bit

He’s so so so scared of not being good enough or even ruining his relationship with you

He’d genuinely be okay with just being your best friend for all his life whilst loving you, even though it would hurt him so badly

Please just accept this boy 🙏 tell this man he’s enough and that you love him

read more here! :D

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moondirti · 1 month

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so.. simon and johnny stopping by a seedy 24/7 roadhouse on their way back home post-op

featuring: established ghostsoap. pregnant fem!reader. alluded kidnapping, extremely toxic attitudes. they’re literally delusional. mentioned death. this verges on dark so please beware!

They’ve driven past it about a hundred times, never having given it more than a passing glance. Who would, really? Nothing about it seemed appealing – in all its sun-bleached paint job and flickering neon signage glory – but circumstances lent themselves to its consideration. What was supposed to be a half-day mission ended up taking two, meaning they haven’t had time to sleep let alone eat. On top of that, a delayed exfil made it so they touched down on base at an ungodly hour. By the time Price waived their paperwork and they got into their car, they were famished.

“Could eat the scabby heid aff a dog,” Johnny eventually groans. He’d tried his best to hang in there, mindful not to be a pest during the hours it takes his partner to decompress after a rough operation, but his stomach kills and he knows Simon’s does too. He only receives a grunt for a response, though the man abruptly steers into the leftmost lane, catching the nearest exit towards the place in his periphery. Cleary meant to model an American diner with it’s fading blue exterior and obnoxious banner: The Dahlia

But they’ve been in worse. They hardly take note of the coffee rings staining their table, or the homeless man who’s taken residence in a corner booth (besides the brief once-over in their threat assessment upon entering). No; they just slot themselves by the nearest exit, scan over the menu and decide to order the quickest meal possible.

Only for things to take a sudden turn when their waitress stops by.

Christ alive, Johnny wonders how you manage to glow under the harshest of fluorescents. Dewy skin. Bright eyes, if not a little sunken at the late hour. Still, you smile and do so genuinely as you waddle to their station, clicking a pen before asking: “And what can I do you for, gentlemen?”

Simon doesn’t look at you immediately, not even when you speak up. He’s too fixed on Johnny, replaying the past days’ events in his head. Revisits the hour where their comms malfunctioned, when he lost touch with his boy and had to fight not knowing whether he was holding up okay. He has trust in him, of course, more bleedin’ trust than he has in earth to keep rotating. Still–

You clear your throat.

His pupils shift to pin you under their scrutiny, only he can’t bring it in him to be as severe as he wants to be. Because, while the first thing Johnny notices about you is your beauty, the first thing Simon sees is your bump.

Obscured by your apron, but still there. Round. Full. 6 months along, by the looks of it.

He’s forced to recall Beth, Tommy by extension. An old working knowledge that comes back to haunt him. At 23 weeks, his sister in law’s pregnancy began to weigh on her. Heartburn. Backaches. Hot flashes that resulted in bouts of dizziness. She couldn’t be up for more than 2 hours at a time, and yet here you are.

What the fuck were you doing in a place like this?

“Need more time to decide?” You ask. Patient. Lovely. If Johnny weren’t so sleep-deprived, so in over his head, he would perhaps realise the subtle hints you were dropping. They’ve been staring too long now, unsettling no doubt. Grimy, each with a tell-tale bump on their waistbands that point to their armament. Simon sans hard-shell mask, but still in a balaclava and eyeblack. Both larger than life and practically alone with you in this isolated place.

It’s Simon who speaks up first. “Fish and chips for the both of us. To-go. Cheers.”

You scribble the order down, pausing to consider. “Coffee? Gotta inform you, it’s drip, bottom of the carafe so it might taste burnt too. Hotplate’s all out of sorts.”

“Aye, just the one. Gae head an’ dip yer finger in it too. Might benefit from a little sweetener.” It takes you a second to process Johnny’s flirt. When you do, though, you visibly blanch, ducking your head to hide your face as you pretend to jot what he said down.

“I’ll have that right out for you.”

And then you scurry off, glancing over your shoulder once you think you’re out of sight. Curious. Flustered.

Simon’s attention refocuses on the scotsman once you’re gone, an eyebrow raised under his mask. His partner is able to read the expressed question well enough: what do you think you’re doing? Strict, but not so much angry as it a press for him to think before he speaks, to balance the scales before he asks something of Ghost that he can’t refuse.

“Dinnae look at me like tha’.” Johnny whispers. “Bonnie lass, isn’t she?”

Simon blinks. “Expecting, too.”

“We cannae leave her here.”

Memories occur in rapid succession. Tommy. Beth. The cherubic face they had brought into the world – little Joseph, who was the first he found dead upon returning home.

He considers Johnny, Soap, this force of nature that wormed his way into his life and sunk his teeth into the rot of his heart, fastened before Simon could even think of brushing him off.

“And here’s that coffee! Your meals should be coming out soon, thank you for being patient.”

It’s a bad idea. Horrible. You could have a partner, a cozy home waiting for you. Nursery already painted. Names already chosen.

What good partner would let you work this shitty job?

It’s a bad, horrible idea. No good for anyone. They’re on constant deployment. They risk their lives on every run. You’d be put in harm’s way yourself.

Not if they hide you well enough. Their house is secluded for a reason.

It’s a bad, horrible, no good idea – but Johnny accepts the mug with a gracious smile and you bloom all pretty, hand inadvertently cradling your belly. Little flower, persisting against all odds. Growing from the fissures of broken concrete. Dignified still. Kind. Strong.

So what if they pluck you from your place? They’ve got somewhere much better for you to thrive.

next part

#this was supposed to be a lil thing #oops #simon ‘ghost’ riley #johnny ‘soap’ mactavish #ghostsoap x reader #ghoap x reader #simon ‘ghost’ riley x reader x johnny ‘soap’ mactavish #ghost x reader x soap #ghost x read #soap x reader #ghost x soap #x reader #x female reader #ghostsoap #ghoap #cod #call of duty

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ghostofhyuck · 1 month

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NCT Dream when they're flustered.

AN: Jeno's part is suggestive and I have no apologies with that one. Haechan's part is a bit of a crack but oh well.

Mark Lee

It was a random day at the beach. You two are under the shade of the umbrella when Mark takes off his cap, randomly brushing his hair to fix it. You couldn't help but to brush his hair too, surprising him. He lets go of his hand, and lets you brush his hair. "You look great with the cap on," you smiled as you brushed his hair one last time. Mark was surprised by the sudden compliment that he looks away flustered, even stuttering his thanks to you.

Huang Renjun

Renjun was chilling in his bed when you barged into his room, lays on top of him and then buries your face in his neck. Although he feels ticklish, Renjun ignores your antics, focused on his phone. Minutes later and then you lift up your face and pokes your boyfriend's cheeks. "Yeah?" "Babe, you smell good you know that?" you randomly said. He looks at you for a second and then pushes you away from him, telling you why would you say that randomly!

Lee Jeno

You and your boyfriend are watching a movie, but you couldn't help but be distracted because he's wearing a sleeveless shirt. His strong arms are wrapped around you, so curiously, you poke his biceps. But it wasn't enough, you intrusively squeezed his arms. Catching Jeno's attention. "Something wrong?" "Nothing, you're just so muscular," you said, squeezing it again. "It's big." Jeno only laughed, trying to cover how flustered he is right now. He then leans on you and whispers, "that's not the only thing that's big, you know?"

Lee Donghyuck

"Baby, I'm home!" Haechan shouts as soon as he's in the entrance of your apartment. "Daddy's home!" he repeats once again. "Welcome home daddy!" you shouted back, running towards your boyfriend who malfunctioned when you called him the d-word. You stopped when you saw Haechan frozen, "why? what's wrong daddy?" you repeated. Haechan snaps out of reality, "don't call me that, I was just joking --- oh my god, please that was a joke baby." he cries, you only laughed because for once, you won over him.

Na Jaemin

Jaemin was showing you a random post about cats and how he can relate to it because of his children. Your boyfriend was talking nonstop that he seems so passionate about it. You couldn't help but to steal a kiss when your eyes landed on his lips. After breaking out from the kiss, you saw how Jaemin malfunction for a minute and when he finally got a grasp of what just happened he asked you why, "oh, I just want to kiss you." you smiled and Jaemin malfunctions once again.

Zhong Chenle

He was wondering why you're staring at him during dinner. It's not like Chenle's weirded out but it's unusual for you. "Is there something wrong?" he asked. "Nothing, it's just that I'm lucky that you're my boyfriend," you randomly said. Chenle laughed but sees that you're love-strucked at him that he became quiet. "Oh you're serious, I --- me too, I'm lucky that you're mine." then he looks away, feeling his ears turning red.

Park Jisung

Jisung was practicing for a solo stage when you decided to accompany him. He's focused on his dancing while you're just there sitting on the couch, watching him. You couldn't help but be mesmerized by the way he dances, but he immediately caught you, stops and then approaches you. "Has anyone told you that you look hot while dancing?" you asked. Jisung stops for a second and then looks away, whining at how you shouldn't just say that out of nowhere.

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maliciousblog · 18 days

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Ateez as your saesangs

Hongjoong ( stylist) 🎀

He would worship the ground you walked on. Everything you did was perfect to him. He would be a solo stan and would do anything in order to make you shine. He would even go as far as to create scandals about your other members in order to make you look better he would even make it seem as if you had been mistreated by them and your company.

He was a well known stylist and would get hired by your company as your stylist. He would always give you the best and most expensive clothes.

He would spend hours upon hours customizing and detailing your outfits to make sure you looked your best. You were his little doll who he would always look after.

He would deliberately give the other members ugly and unflattering outfits. Even go as far as too to deliberately causing wardrobe malfunctions for the other members so that you would look better.

In his mind his doll should be the one to shine the brightest.

Seonghwa(scary)💝

He would seem all sweet and innocent one second and the next he would scare the living day lights out of you. It was almost like the man had two personalities in him.

He would try his best to maintain a normal image in front of others but when he was alone he would be a totally different person maybe even a little deranged.

He would show up at your fansigns and would notice that you were getting a little too touchy with one of your other fans it would make him ball his fists so hard they would turn his knuckles white.

When it was his turn you would hold his hand while you sign his album but his grip on your hand started to get a little too tight to a point where it would start to hurt, he would just smile at you and say only look at me okay. You would hesitantly nod your head not wanting to create a scene.

Mingi (producer) 💖

He would be your producer and it was no secret that you were his favorite member.

You would get the most lines, you would get all the killing parts, he would even make sure to reccomend your name when ever your group got a sponsorship.

He would lurk around the practice rooms and watch you as you practiced all day and night that's how it started that's how his obsession grew.

He would also go out of his way to help you improve your vocals and rap. He would make you retake the same line a hundred times even though you had gotten it right the first time.

He would keep doing this just to get you to spend more time with him and you would start to depend on him and would constantly seek his approval and that was exactly what he wanted.

Yunho( puppy)🎀

A total soft boy or atleast that's what everyone believed.

He would be prime boyfriend material to everyone. When he would show up at your events it wouldn't be just your members that found him cute even some of your fans would have fallen for him.

When it came to you he would spare no expense would get you the most expensive gifts would buy you birthday ads.

He would ignore all the other members and if they tried to flirt with him he would just shoot them a look of disgust if they went a little too far he would just make them disappear.

He belonged only to you and you to him the sooner you realized this the better it was for you. God forbid you even accidentally ignored him he would send you death glares and that would be enough for you to focus all your attention on him and ignore everyone else.

Yeosang (idol) 🎀

He would be a fellow idol. In front of you he would act like he didn't like you and would play hard to get.

But behind your back he would like ship edits of you and him supposedly by accident, he would bump into you every now and then, he would cover songs by your group on during live broadcasts, he would even buy your merch and put it on display.

Would go as far as to pay media outlets to post a dating scandal between you two. Everyone would start shipping you two and your company would force you two to date as they could profit off your relationship but in front of you yeosang would act disinterested and you would start to feel insecure about yourself.

Weren't you good enough, weren't you pretty you would find yourself constantly trying to please him and get his attention. This was exactly what he wanted, he had made you fall for him without you even knowing it.

San (stalker) 💝

Like predator and prey. He would stalk your every move. His obsession would be on the verge on insanity.

Would have cameras set up in your dorm even at your family home.

He would have access to your mobile and social media no matter how many times you blocked him he would find a way to reach you.

At first the messages were relatively normal but they got stranger day by day. At first they would just be simple messages like a morning and night greeting or messages telling you how beautiful you are or how much he loved you.

When he noticed you started to ignore him rather than engage the messages would get more disturbing.

You would get pictures of your dorm, your clothes even photos of yourself when you were alone.

When you truly started to panic was when you started to find your belongings going missing and random "gifts" being sent to you. They would range from pretty flowers to bloody rags.

He loved to taunt you it was a game that got his adrenaline pumping. One day he snapped, he had enough of toying with you from a distance he wanted to play with you alone.

Wooyung (childhood bestfriend) 💖

You and him where childhood bestfriends he was always protective of you and you never questioned it.

He wouldn't let his yandere behavior show because he never needed it to.

He always supported you and loved it when you performed.

However he only wanted you to perform for him. He was selfish he didn't like when you gave attention to anyone else but him.

When you moved away from your hometown to follow your dreams initially you called him every day and would visit him regularly. But as time went by you started to get busier and made new friends you couldn't spend time with him.

He felt ignored that was the first time he had felt that way. Watching you spend time with others made his blood boil. You were only his and he would make sure it stayed that way.

Jongho (Bodyguard) 💓

When your group started gaining popularity your freedom started to dwindle.

You couldn't even step out for a walk without someone shoving a camera in your face.

It always felt like you were being watched.

What tipped you completely off balance was when you were returning one day to your apartment after a long day of work you had the feeling that you were being followed.

You started to hear footsteps and before you could react a man enclosed you in his arms as a van screeched to a halt next to you. He was trying to shoved you into the van.

But to your luck your manager had decided to come by to give you the jacket you left behind and he managed to save you.

Since that day you had been on edge and it slowly started to affect your work because you were always paranoid.

So your company decided to hire a personal bodyguard for you.

He looked a little intimidating at first but the more time you spent with him the more you started to feel safe.

He accompanied you every where you went.

You had gotten so used to him being around you that you started to feel attached and whenever he was away from you anxiety kicked it.

It was like you were dependent on him.

And that was exactly what Jongho wanted.

All this wouldn't have worked out in his favor if he wasn't seated on back seat of the Van watching his plan unfold perfectly.

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cheeseceli · 10 months

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SKZ falling for their make up artist

Pairing: skz ot8 × Black gn!reader (individually)

Genre: fluff

Request: yes! (lmk if it's like you wanted)

Warnings: Reader has braids in Hyunjin's one and is implied to paint their hair in Felix's one, mentions of food in Minho's (and food places like restaurants in Chan and Jeongin's)

A/n: I accidentally posted this one before it was ready and then I had to delete it now I am mad💀 i really need to pay attention to the things i do

Bang Chan

Ok so fun fact

He met you before knowing you were his new make up artist

He just saw you at jyp cafe looking like an angel when he decided he would make small talk with you

But luck was not on his side (or was it?) because it was golden hour and you guys were sitting near the window

What does that mean? The sun rays were all over you, making your brown skin glow and your eyes hypnotized him

Consequences? He was so focused on appreciating you that he forgot to ask for your number

You can imagine how sad he was once he realised it

But! Imagine his surprise (and happiness) when he met you at the recording of one of their mvs four days later

He made sure to ask for your number properly this time

He always makes sure he is the last you'll make up so there is no rush and he can have you all for himself for some moments

Absolutely adores how excited you look like when talking about your work

He even convinced the management crew to put you as the tour's make up artist because he needed wanted you there

Lee Know

You'd probably hate him

He just happens to be a menace to people he likes

So he might or might not wipe off and ruin pieces of the make up just so you have to retouch it

"did you make up here? And here? I think you should check or do it again yk" typa thing he'd say

Don't get him wrong, he just wants to spend a little bit of time with you

But he doesn't know how to do it without making you rethink all you life choices and pissing you off

But he also brings you food backstage to make up for it

And if you have any pets he would be like "our pets should meet each other!!"

Anything to see you outside of work

And if you're on backstage during one of the stages/recording/practices he will put 200% effort on his performance

He needs to impress you of course

Changbin

Compliments you right away

He doesn't even know your name but he is already telling you you are blessed by Aphrodite, the prettiest person to ever exist in earth and all those things

He has no shame

You know that cute couple thing people do with make up/skincare where one of them sit in the other's lap while applying the products?

Lmao him

He will not loose one single chance of having you close while you're making up him

So if you ever want to try something new like a new trend or just something that came up on your mind, he will be the first to volunteer

And if you have an account on any social media to talk about your work, he follows you and comments on every single post

Hyunjin

He's beautiful and he knows it

100% use this as an advantage

Will make eye contact with you all the time being

And will smile to you in the sweetest way possible everytime you are close to his face

Once you were making him up for the s-class mv recording but your hair kept falling in your face

So he just pushed one of the braids off your face and kept smiling and looking at you like it didn't make you malfunction in 30 different ways

Has the audacity to giggle after you're embarrassed

But try to flirt with him and suddenly he is the blushing mess

He is also such a hype man, it's so cute

If he ever publishes a pic of him on insta where you're the one who made his make up, he will praise it on the caption

Han

He didn't even know you existed until he visited Chan while the eldest was doing his make up

He was speechless when he first saw you

And he had a really serious talk with Chan concerning the reason you weren't his make up artist

The next day you were asked to add Han in your list of who you needed to make up

Totally a coincidence, it's not like he begged chan and the management crew to have you as his artist

The moment he gets to talk with you he tries to impress you

Jokes, talent, beauty, anything

If you laugh at at least one joke, his efforts will be payed off and this man is on cloud 9

Felix

You'd probably hate him pt 2.

I'm sorry but he just can't shut up lol

You're applying lipstick on him? Well, he has this urgent gossip to tell you so good luck with that lipstick

You're applying eyeshadow? Unfortunately he cannot keep his eyes closed because that would mean not looking at your eyes, and he has his priorities straight

The list goes on and on

It might be a little tough but! it's so worth it

After you're done he is ready to compliment your job and praise your skills every single time

As he should

You know how some couples match outfits? He'd like to match make up even if you're not on the dating stage yet

And maybe even match hair colour

Seungmin

The most subtle one

And your dream client

He keeps still while you're applying make up, compliments your work and is always so polite

He tries to be the first one you'll make up so after you're done with him, he can follow you around while you make up the others

Will talk to you during the process (and will take advantage of the fact the kids cannot reply because they need to be still) and will even try to help you with organising your products and handing them for you if you let him

Will try to learn a thing or two about make up on his free time because he wants to impress you

If you do artistic make up as well he would love to see your past works

Might even suggest the management to have something like that in future mvs

I.N

Doesn't move

Doesn't blink nor talk

Actually, sometimes he doesn't even breathe so you need to remind him

He will giggle and brush it off but let's be honest

He is so nervous around you

Once you notice it (trust me, you will notice. It's so obvious it hurts) you will try to small talk and this will, slowly, make him relax

Now that you guys are comfortable around each other he will initiate most of the conversations

He talks to you during breaks, he asks your opinion on his outfits and sometimes he also wants you to make him up for casual outings like going to a restaurant

Even after dating, he still gets nervous because of the proximity

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tinydefector · 10 days

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MTMTE headcanons

Some of the headcanons I have for when I write stuff for the characters. So enjoy the silly little things I think about while writing these guys

Warnings: some have nsfw content in them

Words count: 3K

The Scientist

- Perceptor and Brainstorm regularly have intense debates over various sci-fi shows and movies while working.

- Rewind is secretly a formidable DJ and often Swerve has him doing music playlist for the bar.

- Brainstorm insists on demonstrating his latest inventions at weekly crew meetings. Most of his devices are useless or end up causing minor disasters, to the annoyance of Ultra Magnus, it has resulted in multiple new rules being made .

- Rewind is making a documentary about life on the Lost Light. Nobody realised until he released the "behind the scenes" cut that has Magnus and Megatron both drivking energon, “I hate this crew so much” Magnus huffs, “would you rather starscream?”.

- Rewind has amassed a huge secret stash of rare historical films, songs, and books that he pirates from other planets if its stuff he himself hasn't recorded. He'll only share them if you trade rare datafiles with him.

- Brainstorm's experiments have caused more than one shipwide malfunction or strange phenomenon. Which resulted in having to contain the humans on board after realising it affected their skin in a way that the scent made The bots extremely horny.

Cyclonus and Tailgate

- Cyclonus is generally stoic but has a secret sweet tooth. He can often be found sneaking snacks when he thinks no one is looking.

- Cyclonus has accumulated a giant collection of tiny earth souvenirs for tailgate but will never admit where they come from.

- Cyclonus indulges Tailgate's interests just to spend time with him,

-Cyclonus has taken to meditating in the engine room with drift to get away from the daily chaos. UnfortunatelyWhirl joins them every time to "help him find his inner peace" which mostly involves strange noises and objects flying by.

-Tailgate has become convinced the Lost Light is haunted after a prank goes wrong. Now he drags Cyclonus along on nightly "ghost hunts" which mostly consist of jumping at shadows.

- Tailgate gets very excited about trying new types of energon goodies and treats he finds on other planets. Cyclonus has to gently remind him to pace himself so he doesn't get a tank ache.

- Thanks to his small size, Tailgate can easily squeeze into small spaces to repair things or retrieve lost items. Unfortunately he sometimes gets stuck and needs help wiggling back out which has led to some rather spicy times for himself and Cyclonus. Occasionally Whirl.

- Tailgate is an awful shot with firearms but tries to practise constantly. The other bots have to avoid being in the line of fire during his "target practice sessions."

- Tailgate tries so hard to act tough that he sometimes comes across more adorable than intimidating. The other bots try not to laugh...most of the time.

- Tailgate has become obsessed with human paranormal investigation shows. He tries to convince everyone to do a seance in the lower cargo decks and engine room, he forgot the sparkeater was down there.

- Tailgate loves watching old earth movies with the human crew. Rewind is always happy to supply new films from his extensive archives or record them from the humans Movie, Usb and harddrive stashes.

Ratchet & Drift

-Drift and Ratchet have started a betting pool on how long it will take for Rodimus and Magnus to get in a screaming match this time. Ratchet always wins, Drift enjoys it.

-Drift is somehow the richest bot on the Lost Light from his days as Deadlock, he doesn't use his shanix on himself and only spends it on people he cares for.

- Drift meditates regularly and has tried to introduce the crew to Earth wellness practices like yoga, much to their bafflement. He enjoys practising with the human members of the ship.

- Drift meditates for hours in the cargo bay and tries to spread his philosophy of peace. It doesn't always work on this crew of hassling madmen but he does try.

- Drift meditates frequently to find his inner calm. It's one of the only things that allows him to tolerate Rodimus' antics for so long without having a breakdown over the speedster endangering himself.

-asides from Rung *cough Primus cough* Drift is one the oldest member of the crew who wasn't statused, but no one can tell due to how well he looks after himself now, but Ratchet knows how bad he used to look.

- Ratchet has a comm channel blocked nearly every night to "discuss medical matters” it's his line to bitch talk with Rung.

- Ratchet has a secret ship called the "USS Nail-Him-To-The-Berth", which is a small shuttle solely used to stealthily transport Drift to remote planets for romantic getaways. Drift jokingly added captain's stripes to his arms without telling him, drift was in fact the one who brought him said ship as a job gift.

- Ratchet having a secret collection of badly written medical holodramas he'll never admit to enjoying. Claims it's just for "research." But many nights you can find him, Drift and Rodimus curled up together watching them.

- Ratchet grumbles about why he signed up to be a doctor for a ship full of unruly idiots but deep down he cares about them all. Even Whirl...sometimes.

- Ratchet has banned Brainstorm from the medical bay after one too many experiment explosions. Now he has to do checkups in the hallway.

Megaton

- Whenever he's frustrated, Megatron mutters to himself in ancient Cybetronian. Unfortunately, a lot of the curses and insults have been lost to time so they just sound silly now to some of the younger bots, it nearly makes Rung freeze up hearing the old text.

-Megatron has stowed away in one of the escape pods when things get too much. He leaves a note saying he needed a break, and he tries to make himself as small as he can inside the pod.

- Megatron has started joining Swerve at the bar after shift and they've developed a genuine friendship, though Megatron still pretends he finds Swerve annoying.

- Megatron has developed a secret hobby of arranging tiny furniture and scenes inside empty energon cubes. He claims it helps him relax. Eventually some of the humans ask him to help with arranging their own furniture

- Megatron has a secret hobby where he writes romance novels under a pen name. He's actually quite the romantic, quite a few bots have read his work but he rather keep it under a pen name these days after the works he used to publish.

- Megatron has taken to leaving sticky notes reminding Rodimus of the task he has to do. It doesn't always work but it has gotten Rodimus to remember a few things.

- Megatron writes "broadly, deeply philosophical" in his captain's log, then spends an hour ranting about the merits of proper temporal coordinates and in the end both he and Ultra Magnus tend to both have rants over how bad Rodimus’ spelling is.

-megatron always gets roped into babysitting whatever wild creatures Whirl and Rodimus find/rescue that week. On many occasions the humans have been left in his care against his pleads.

- Megatron has started a small garden on one of the observation decks and finds the meticulous care of plants to be a calming hobby, it had become the food score for many of the humans on board and they are rather grateful to him for the hobby.

- During movie nights, Megatron always ends up with either (Rodimus or insert) falling asleep on his lap.

Skids

- Skids is clueless about his own strength and accidentally breaks things all the time like datapads or fuel cubes. He apologises profusely each time.

- skids gets way too invested in holodramas and movies, and yells at characters' bad decisions. The others gently tease him for it.

- skids tried exotic new fuel mixes in the hab suite's energon dispenser that usually end up glitching it. Swerve has to come and fix it.

- His favourite Earth movie is The Fast and the Furious because he loves seeing high-speed races, but he can never remember the characters' names.

- He once tried to make cybertronian energon goodies for humans and ended up nearly giving one of them food poisoning, Ratchet had to inform him humans can't consume energon.

- Skids volunteers to test out new gadgets from Brainstorm but often ends up as an unwilling test subject when things go wrong. He's developed a strange immunity to most sedatives at this point.

- Skids loves catching up on gossip and can always be counted on to have the latest gossip. He just may not always get all the details right…

Ultra Magnus/ Minimus Ambus

- Magnus takes Rodimus' jokes and antics way too seriously and has trouble understanding sarcasm or joking around sometimes.

- He has an extensive collection of data pads cataloguing Cybertronian laws and regulations. He reads them for fun in his spare time.

- Magnus gets distracted while trying to scold Rodimus because he's also trying to find the words to express how disappointed he is.

- Whenever the Lost Light encounters something unknown, Magnus volunteers to write the official first contact report in excruciating detail, complete with footnotes and bibliography, most times he also needs the input from others to help with making decent impressions.

- Despite his stern demeanour, Magnus has been known to crack a dad joke or two when he thinks no one is listening, it starts happening more often when Megatron and he are working together.

- In a desperate attempt to loosen up, Magnus once joined Tailgate and Cyclonus for a night of drinking. He got absolutely overcharged and started doing karaoke. It is now part of Rewind's collection of Rare footage.

- Deep down, he's a softy for romantic holodramas.

- Somehow Minimus Ambus accumulates a massive collection of tiny human souvenirs like shot glasses and snow globes that he treasures. He meticulously dusts each one weekly.

- In recharging moments, Ultra Magnus mutters equations and legal codes. His docking clamp also twitches in alignment with Enforcer protocols it's another rare thing that only (Megatron/ Human insert) know about.

- Ultra Magnus has memorised and could recite the entire Great Charter of the Functionalists as it was something he did study mainly for knowledge.

- Ultra Magnus has hidden photos of Rodimus doing ridiculous dances and lip sync battles with humans when he thinks no one is watching Proud Dad™️.

Rung

- Rungs office is soundproof but sometimes Megatron or Rodimus can still hear him having meltdowns after appointments with certain patients.

- Rung has a very rare high grade collection, some of the cubes are older than bots on the ship.

- Old war stories give Rung flashbacks, and most times he has to walk away so he doesn't try and correct people on events he was present for.

- Deep down Rung is a bit of a gearhead and loves helping Brainstorm in the lab, but don't tell anyone - it's his little secret joy.

-To help decompress after long therapy sessions, Rung knits tiny sweaters for all the human's onboard the Lost Light. Even made oen for Miminus, as other botss find out they start asking for small requested pieces from him.

- The other bots have a gambling pool going on about how long it will take Rung to get fed up with Rodimus' antics and throw something at him. So far no one has won.

- Rung had an impossible time getting anyone to show up for their therapy sessions until Megatron joined, now he seems to have a Very steady flow of patients, many with Ptsd.

- Rung has redecorated his room with alien silk cushions and incense burning meditations pods. Crew members often visit just to relax and vent about ship problems.

-Rung never truly stopped being primus. It's just after so many millions of years, he's tired and he'd rather if people could just forget. His biggest fear is that one day he might turn out just like Unicron.

Whirl

-Whirl is always stealing Rodimus' energon drinks and mixing them with high grade. Rodimus gets plastered and wakes up in weird places without remembering how he got there.

- Whirl loves to sneak up on Tailgate and startle him for laughs. Cyclonus threatens Whirl with dismemberment if he doesn't knock it off.

- Whirl starts an underground gambling pool for betting on who will be the next couple to get together. Nautica and Velocity are currently the frontrunners followed closely by (insert and Bot of choice).

- He snuck into Megatron's quarters on the Lost Light and messed with all his decor, moving furniture around and putting self-portraits of himself on the walls. To this day no one knows if Megatron has noticed and why nothing was said if he had.

- Whirl hacked the shipwide intercom to play love songs on repeat for a week straight. He claimed it was for "motivational purposes" but many bots suspected he was just bored.

- No one can prove it was him, but after one of Tailgate's game nights someone released glitter bombs all over the ship that took days to fully clean up. Suspicion fell on Whirl, it was in fact Tailgate who had gotten Whirl to make it for him.

-Whirl accidentally joining every single one of Tailgate's hobby clubs and getting waaay to into each one, to the little bot's surprise. No one knows how to tell him he's in the sewing circle by mistake.

- Whirl hits on everything that moves, despite constant rejections. He took getting thrown in the brig by security as a good sign once.

- Whirl talks a big game and seems chaotic, but he is actually the most mature when it comes to looking after children. When one of the humans on board had a baby he became rather protective of them and their child. It also transfers over with sparklings (if/when) they are on the ship, he and Megatron are dubbed the babysitters.

Swerve

- Constantly redecorating the bar to try out new lighting/theme ideas. One day it's a tiki bar, next it's a speakeasy.

- Always bugging the other bots to join in games and activities at the bar. Usually ends up being the only one participating in crafts or dance contests.

- Clumsy and easily startled. Accidentally breaks something in the bar at least once a week through spills or failed dance moves.

- he Makes crazy custom drinks with wild synthetic engex concoctions. Often leads to strange/funny reactions in customers.

- Endless list of nicknames for all the other crews. Brainstorm is "Sciencebot", Rodimus is "Hotshot", etc. Loves giving codenames.

- Secretly a shipper and enjoys gossiping about who he thinks is into who. Always trying to play matchmaker between crewmates with whirl.

- His favourite game to play at the bar is "Who Would You Rather?" and he always chooses the wildest, most inappropriate options to get a rise out of people, he loves hassling the humans over their strange biology.

- Swerve is secretly hoping Megatron will one day ask him to be his personal assistant. He has the whole job role planned out because Megatron would make the best security guard. Swerve's bar fights would become such a problem that Megatron would consider said roll.

- Swerve is convinced he's going to open the best bar/restaurant in the galaxy someday. He experiments with new fuel and engex recipes in the ship's improvised kitchen to the dismay of Ultra Magnus.

- Swerve's bar gets rowdier each week as new engex flavours are tested. Merchandise bets and wild stories are the norm.

- Swerve refuses to let Megatron stay in his bar without paying his tab in full first. But over time he starts handing off drinks to the old war lord.

Rodimus

- Rodimus is constantly coming up with ridiculous dares to try and get Magnus to lighten up. So far he's had one of his human companions shot whipped cream at the enforcer before they bolted".

- Rodimus is banned from the ship's engines after the sparkeater incident, mainly for his own safety.

- Rodimus gets distracted easily during conversations and often trails off its Megatron who's the one who realises it and gets him a large figure toy so he can keep occupied while in meetings.

- He doodles elaborate designs for new finish styles and ship paint jobs during important briefings and lectures, much to Ultra Magnus' chagrin. Megatron tells Magnus to ignore it because it's one of the only ways Rodimus seems to take in what is being said to him.

- His habsuite is constantly a mess of strewn tools, parts, paint and upgrades. Drift tries to tidy it and just gives up.

- Has started using ridiculous Earth slang he doesn't fully understand like "groovy" and "far out" just to get laughs. Drives Ultra Magnus nuts, the humans find it rather amusing watching him use it in the wrong terms.

- Secretly loves 80s hair metal music but would never admit it. But he loves listening to it in his habsuite while working on things, he loves human music alot.

- He tries desperately to be the cool, laid back leader but is constantly stressed and awkward. Inside he's a nervous wreck, worried that no matter what he does he's living in Optimus' shadow as a prime.

- Rodimus stays up late watching Earth romcom movies and serial melodramas to get leadership tips, but mostly just ends up confused, he loves cuddling with (insert) as they explain the plot for him to make it slightly easier for him to understand.

- He compulsively taps his pedes when anxious and doesn't realise he's doing it. Megatron is the one who normally send him away knowing that the more tapping the less Rodimus is listening when he's in this state.

- His favourite Earth beverage is monster energy drinks, which the humans find rather amusing. (Energy Fluid au, he takes one mouthful and nearly spits it back out. “WHY ARE YOU ALL DRINKING TRANSFLUID!?!?” it leads to a lot of discoveries with *human insert*) He hassles them a lot with the promise of their favourite drink, no this dirty pervert instead just fills cups with transfluid and tells them that he has his own secret stash of monsters. As it gets around alot more bots start to get rather interested in how the humans had a drink that was pretty much the flavour of their transfluid.

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jmdbjk · 8 months

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This is my bias...

Help me figure out what's happening here... is this the big dick energy I was talking about or just an optical illusion with the mirror?

Jimin was relaxed and seems like he has certain specific things he wants to accomplish and he's going after it in his usual Jimin-like way. He laughed when talking about what he's been doing and why he's not come to see us live. He said "Do you think I would be doing nothing?" and laughed:

Our Jiminie, through and through.

He addressed his busted up knuckles several times during the live.

Ok, here me out... if he's dabbling in martial arts again... what if Jimin is practicing breaking cinderblocks... because I feel like there are a few blockheads out there that need breaking...yes? But seriously, what if...?

One of the things that I love about Jimin is his self-awareness, his humility and his unpretentiousness. About attending the Dior event prior to this live he expresses how he views himself:

Nervous amongst people in those circles, he says he's a little uncertain and awkward. Though he might feel out of place because of how he views himself, we all know the impact he brings whenever he (or any of the other members) makes an appearance at events like this, no matter how briefly. Fans just want to see him.

One of the things he spoke at length on was how he's been assessing himself, saying it as if stepping back and evaluating what he was doing in a "cold" way, as in clinically critiquing himself.

He said he was able to learn a lot from his Face album activities and promotions and he is improving the way he does things from now on.

He felt like there were a lot of areas where he was lacking and instead of just working on fixing this or that, his mindset is to "start from scratch".

Looking back at it, the excuses are not acceptable to him... to say he was lazy and didn't practice enough or that equipment malfunctioned.

He heard the antis and the criticisms. I personally want to smash their heads in two but I digress with my violent little thoughts.

In order to feel confident while performing onstage he wants to change the way he approaches things.

Overall, Jimin seems like he's got his shit together. He knows there's a time crunch...

😭

He has been thinking how to spend his remaining time with us...

😭

But because he's re-evaluating himself, its taken a long time and I think he's still working on it.

😭

Other things he's mentioned during this live: he's composing new music, shooting a few things, working out, studying English.

He said if he doesn't force himself to take lessons he won't do it. Same, Jimin, same.

He mentioned that he goes out alone in the middle of the night to run along the Han River and when he does he sees Namjoon:

There was other stuff on his mind but he wouldn't share it.

He's been thinking deeply about his future. He is facing his own Chapter 2 (they all are and collectively we are calling this BTS Chapter 2) and he says starting anew is not easy. He's thought a lot about it and still considering how he wants to live his life and future.

You can understand more of his attitude as soon as someone says "Don't forget there are many people cheering for you, Jimin."

His reply is: If there were no people supporting me in my job then there is no need for me to do it.

This is his job. He is the artist. We are the fans. He is not going to forget that there are people cheering for him. He is not worried about fans disappearing as long as he delivers a good product to us.

He is reinventing Park Jimin. And he is taking time to do it and that's why he has not come to see us.

His goal is to change and he's fully confident he can do it. He feels a responsibility as a member of BTS and the man is out to conquer so I say watch out for future Jimin. He just asks for time to make it happen.

I said in a previous post a while back that Jimin – and the company – are not perfect. Speaking only about Jimin: after Face promotions were over and everyone was criticizing him and the company, I said he will evaluate what he's done and if he sees mistakes, things that could be done differently or better, he will fix them going forward. I told y'all this. This is exactly what he is doing.

He mentions that he cut his hair today... and described how long it was (to his chin) before he cut it and I'm crying. I hope he shot photos or video for something before he cut it so we can see...[cry]

His brief mention about Jungkookie's birthday:

My interpretation of his body language: The wheels are turning as he glances around, he is thinking about everything he knows that Jungkook is up to and matter-of-factly tells us "Jungkook is really busy." (Because I know what he's working on).

"I talked to him on the phone yesterday too." Too as in talked to him today as well since this day of Jimin's live IS JK's birthday.

He pauses a moment, thinking about what they spoke about/what he knows about Jungkook's activities and repeats "he's really busy," glances around again, still thinking about what Jungkook is up to and with an intake of breath and looking directly at us says he hopes Kookie-pookie takes good care of his health. He didn't say Kookie-pookie, that was me saying Kookie-pookie.

We know when Jimin is working intensely that he sometimes overdoes it. This is what Jimin implies when he says "he's really busy" and "I hope he takes care of his health" because Jimin can relate to the intensity of JK's activities.

Then asks us to please send his Jungkookie many birthday wishes.

Taking care of his Jungkookie, as he should.

And ending with his own thought about Jungkook's birthday: "It's a wonderful day, right?"

Awwwww.... so sweet. And then that little smirky smirk that I had to edit off because he smirked for another six seconds until someone else asked him AGAIN about his beat up knuckles.

Does he mean scroll back later after the live and look for his explanation about his scraped up hands or is he saying we'll find out later (in future content) why his hands are all beat up?

Then he scoops us up AND WALKS THROUGH HIS APARTMENT SJSKSKSKSJKJMOMFGWTFBBQ????!!!!

He's embarrassed his apartment is dirty or he'd show us. Ok, this is ALREADY A DIFFERENT PARK JIMIN.

My first reaction was NO SHIT, JIMIN! But he meant what he was about to show us was unusual for him. He wanted to show us his solar system mood light (my whole self burst with love for him when he did this).

He's laughing at himself the whole time he's setting it up, telling us his friend made fun of him, a 30 year old man with a mood light.

In bed with Jimin:

Versus in bed with Jungkook:

This is one of the ways I see Jimin transitioning himself. I don't know what the specific catalyst is/was but he's pivoted from being a total privacy freak to now walking around his apartment and showing us various rooms.

His dad's room when he comes to visit:

Jungkook has stated how he grew up learning from the members. You can see that he's learned a lot specifically from Jimin. Well, I think it's Jimin's turn to learn from Jungkook how to show another side of himself in this less inhibited way. I don't expect a naked-in-bed live from Jimin anytime soon but just the fact he showed us even a glimpse of his bed:

And then actually laid down on his bed and did this:

It's fitting he has a realistic solar system mood light. He was into astronomy in school, right? And as I said in a previous post, it makes sense now why the moons on his back look realistic.

He responded to a few comments and one about his earring, he's wearing one in his left ear but the right one got infected so he took it out.

When asked what his plans were for activities he said this:

[he said something that translated to "pondering" and I love him]

When asked to show his seven tattoos (behind his ear, his back, left elbow, right elbow, chest, wrist, finger) he said he posted it yesterday and he looked like an anchovy:

That's my bias, a skinny little anchovy with a heart as big as the universe and a smile that rivals the sunniest day.

I just want this man to be happy in his life:

Jiminie seems to be in control and thriving. I'm excited for him and my heart will break in a billion pieces when he leaves for enlistment. I know I will need to take the day off work (HOW CRAZY IS THAT??)

But sounds like he's going to show us/give us more before he goes and I feel very blessed that this one is my bias.

#jimin #jungkook #jikook #bts chapter 2 #jimins solar system mood lamp #if he only knew how old some of us were right?#he's in good company #dope old bangtan

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lunaviee · 1 year

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Hi! I would like to request an Isagi x reader. In a context where they are not dating at the moment, but he acts like a fool in love being shy to confess

OMG THIS IS SO CUTE😭😭okay so i’m assuming that this is like a friends to lovers type deal but i’m not too sure if you’d want a scene where they confess, BUT i’m insane so i’ll write it anyway😇

“tangled in love, stuck by you~”

lovesick!yoichi isagi x best friend!reader

tags/warnings: confession, tooth rotting, stomach churning, sickeningly sweet fluff <3, loosely inspired by glue song by beabadoobee

synopsis: this sweet, sweet boy just can’t seem to keep his heart from pining for you

a/n: i love yoichi guys i hope this fills the request well and it’s smth you wanted!!

❥ lovesick!isagi, who couldn’t seem to stop sneaking glances at you any chance he could from the second he saw you, i mean, what was he supposed to do? you’re just so nice to look at!

❥ lovesick!isagi, who seems to malfunction when your shoulders brush together while walking down the hallways of your school

❥ lovesick!isagi, who lies awake at night wondering how someone like you could exist, let alone talk and be friends with him

❥ lovesick!isagi, who notices every single blush and mannerism of yours that implies your feelings towards him, but never feeds into them, fearing he may be getting the wrong signals

❥ lovesick!isagi, who’s scared to love you because he doesn’t want to ruin your friendship, but still makes mini sacrifices to ensure that you’re happy

❥ lovesick!isagi, who is absolutely smitten and lovestruck when you walk into a room and bring such an amazing vibe to the place, being so effortlessly beautiful

❥ lovesick!isagi, who has one huge playlist of songs that remind him of you and songs that you both listen two during hangouts

❥ lovesick!isagi, who finds his face heating up any time you’re mentioned, or any time that something reminds him of you

❥ lovesick!isagi, who gets berated on by his teammates for “being a simp for you” and gets told to “just grow a pair of balls and ask them out already”

❥ lovesick!isagi, who spends his entire lunch break thinking of ways to confess to you without seeming like an utter fool

❥ lovesick!isagi, who has now, as cliche as it is, decided to sit under a tree with your favorite snacks from the vending machine and a few handpicked flowers from your schools garden

you opened your locker to put your textbooks away, isagi being close behind you, as you had the same class together

you swiftly close and lock your locker, turning to isagi before speaking, “hey so, we’re still hanging out after school, right? by the tree next to field?”

he tried not to get lost in your eyes (and his thoughts) as you spoke, “oh- uh yeah of course. i’ll see you then, yeah?”

“mhm! okay, see ya soon!” you left with a smile, leaving the lovestruck boy to lean against the locker, determined to confess today

classes finished and the final bell had rung, but isagi, who typically waited outside of your classroom to walk with you because his teacher let him out early, was no where to be seen. and so you waited a little longer, assuming he was just running late.

‘weird..’ you thought, until you got a text message from the boy himself;

yoooiichiii!!: hey i’m outside btw, sorry should have told you sooner

[n/n]: OH okay no worries, see u in a bit!!

you walk outside and make your way to the spot the two of you always hang out at. it’s a quiet, secluded part of the field with a good tree for shade and a nice view of the soccer field for when you’re at isagi’s practices.

you’re met with a small bundle of your favorite flowers, your favorite snacks and drinks spread out on the blanket, and a nervous looking yoichi. you think you see some red on his ears, but you blame it on the sun.

“heyy what’s all this, hm?” you tease, honestly quite flattered

“nothing,” he laughs, “just wanted to do a little bit more for you today” his smile is so comforting you think. should you feel this way for your best friend..?

you shake off your flustering thoughts and take a seat next to isagi, knees touching as you sit crisscross with your backs against the tree. the two of you start eating, talking about random things that had happened that day and laughing together.

days like these were great, the way the sunlight that peeked through the leaves and shone on isagi’s face outlined his features beautifully. these hang outs felt normal and calm…and oddly domestic..but no, isagi was your friend. it’s unfair to think of him like that..right?

all of this thinking, eating, and talking was too tiring, so you decided to claim yoichi’s shoulder as your own and leaned against it, loosely linking your arm with his.

he freezes. his heartbeat increased and his face feels hot. suddenly the smell of your perfume was more heavenly than usual and he was melting into your touch. his hand creeped up to the top of your head as he spoke softly,

“you tired?”

“mhm..”

isagi couldn’t fight back the smile, you were adorable. he loved how you were comfortable enough to sleep on him and that he could be so close to you like this.

minutes passed and yoichi saw you were asleep, so he spoke, “you’re my favorite person, you know that?” he looked back down onto your sleeping form, not expecting you to respond

“you’re..an amazing person, and being friends with you like this is…it does things to me, i’ll be honest” he laughs

“i really think..” he pauses. “i think i’m ready to love you” now his hand is rubbing against your temple, leaning his head against yours.

you mumble incoherently, isagi freezes once more. ‘oh god was i too loud’ he fears, hoping you didn’t hear his “lame” confession.

“what’s that?” he questions, peeking one eye open.

“i said, i think i’m ready to love you too, you dork” sleepiness was hazing your vision but isagi’s blush was still as clear as day.

you plant a small kiss on his cheek and go back to sleep. by this time, yoichi is over the moon with a happiness and smile on his face.

“you really are perfect for me, aren’t you” he mumbles, kissing the crown of your head before leaning his head against your own, falling asleep with your hand now intertwined with his

peeking one eye open, the flowers he hand picked seem to be a bit brighter than usual, but maybe that’s just the lighting <3

p.s. is this cringy? probably but i actually kinda like this one

#blue lock x reader #blue lock #bllk #bllk x reader #blue lock fluff #yoichi isagi #isagi yoichi #isagi x reader #bllk isagi #✩ vie writes

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severely-mentally-ill · 2 years

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Quick hard thoughts before I go to bed. If anyone wants a full fic or an expansion on any of these thoughts lmk and I'll do it just not right away.

It's so cute watching Chan cover up his face when you talk about how you're going to breed him. It just makes him so shy when he cums from your words and the feeling of you spilling your own cum into him. All he wants is for you to breed him and fill him up so his belly has a cute little bulge. And if you were to press down on it, he would most definitely cum again instantly.

Jeongin would go absolutely insane if you had your dick pierced. He was practically drooling when you took off your briefs for the first time and he saw it. He loves blowing you and feeling the piercing on his tongue. He goes crazy if you thrust forward and the piercing hits the back of his throat and makes him gag. Fuck his face as rough as you can, he'll take all of it with the best smile he can make with your dick stuffed in his mouth. He'll definitely cum the second he feels you shoot your load down his throat.

Minho is such a pillow prince and the biggest bottom ever. He hates having his dick touched and only ever wants to cum untouched. There are a select few times when he wouldn't mind getting a blowjob but he really only enjoys himself when you pound into him and make him cum so much that he can't even make coherent sentences.

If you had a tongue piercing, Seungmin would do anything for you. As I've stated before, Seungmin loves being eaten out, and if you had a vibrating tongue ring, he would drop everything and become a house wife for you. He loves sucking on your tongue while you fuck him and running his tongue over the piercing. Another thing he absolutely is in the utter most love with is when you explore his body with nothing but your tongue, reaching every spot and paying the most attention to his most sensitive areas.

Stepping on Changbin and his dick is an easy way to get him to truly feel just how much control you hold over him. Sometimes he seems to forget, so stepping on him, and his dick especially, helps give him a little reminder. Not to mention how the pain of it always sends such a rush to his head that gives him one of the best euphoric experiences.

Felix loves cockwarming, as we've discussed, but if you were to add him sucking on your nipples, he'd be in heaven. Not only does it bring him comfort, but it also feels so good for you. The feeling of him sucking and flicking his tongue over your nipple along with the feeling of his tight hole wrapped around your dick is enough for anyone to have an orgasm.

Hyunjin would malfunction if your dick was big enough to cause a buldge in his belly. Just by simply seeing the buldge with each of your thrusts would be enough to make his mind go blank. Oh, and if you were to grab his hand and make him feel it each time, he will only look at you with heart eyes.

Jisung could put pornstars out of business. He's so loud during sex, and he doesn't give a shit who hears him cause why should he hide how good you make him feel? Plus, the thought of people knowing that you are the one making him feel so good really turns him on more. He wants everyone to be jealous that someone as hot as you is making him feel like he's on cloud nine.

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widowwaddles · 1 year

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Don’t Go Baking My Heart - Part 2

Summary: After a breakup, you decide to pack up your life and move to Westview. A coworker recommends you join the local community's cooking class in order to settle into the new town. It sounded like a great idea, you could learn a new skill (that you desperately need) and meet new people. However, nothing could have prepared you for the green-eyed beauty you met during class. Maybe you'll end up leaving the class with more than just a basic understanding of cooking.

A/N: This is my first time ever writing and I couldn’t have ever imagined that so many people would enjoy. I do have plans of continuing this as a series, I just ask that you remain patient as I get into the wing of things. Thank you all for the support!!!!!

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Part 3

Throughout the class, you felt very conflicted.

You have to admit that Wanda was a great teacher. You could practically feel her passion for cooking in the way her eyes shined as she explained each step. Even throwing personal stories from her past of cooking with her family and trying to teach her brother how to not start a fire the moment he entered the kitchen. These stories pulled laughter from everyone in the room, and the awkward air from your introduction was soon forgotten. Her enthusiasm for the craft was contagious and it spread to everyone. She was like a motivational speaker, with the ability to make anyone believe that they could cook a delicious meal, no matter their skill level. You had faith that you would actually be able to make something edible, even with Yelena as your sous chef.

After explaining each step, it was time to put what you learned into action. Wanda began walking around slowly, from station to station checking on everyone’s progress and providing assistance if needed. You aren’t too sure what drew her over to your station much quicker than the others but it may have been the “small” argument you got into with Yelena. Well…if small would include a slight yelling match followed by Yelena swinging a knife at you.

In your defense, you were only trying to help her follow the recipe exactly as Wanda had taught. You quickly learned that Yelena was more of the “screw what anyone tells me, I’ll do what feels right” type of person. While you admired type kind of attitude in other aspects of life, you wanted to impress Wanda during your first class. You tried to be nice about it and tell her what she was doing wrong. But all intentions of keeping the peace went out the window when the phrases “Why would I trust anything you say, you need the help more than I do” and “I’m surprised you were even paying attention by how much you were drooling over Wanda”, left her mouth while Wanda was only at the station to the left of you. It became every man for himself and had Wanda not stepped in you were sure that you would have lost a finger or two.

Wanda decided it would be best to stand between the two of you until Yelena was no longer muttering angrily in Russian. Looking at what was completed so far, she thought it’d be best if she provided some assistance to salvage the dish (but using much nicer terms). Being in the middle also meant that Wanda had to reach between you and Yelena to grab the items she needed. She made casual conversation while she explained the steps again but every time you slightly felt her hand or body lean against you to grab something, you malfunctioned.

A Very Unfortunate Example :

After the incident earlier, Yelena has been banned from using knives without supervision. So when you volunteered to cut up the potatoes, Yelena decided to join as well, making a competition out of it.

“Okay, you need to dice the potatoes more, they’re a little too bulky,” Wanda says while holding your freshly cut potatoes in her hand.

“Ha, what an amateur” You hear a voice loudly say on the other side of Wanda. “What I said was true Y/n, you have no business commanding me around in the kitchen”.

“I wasn’t commanding, I was just-“ you started.

“Hey, when you’re making smaller cuts don’t hold the knife like that” Wanda interrupted, pulling your attention back to her. “Here, let me show you”

Wanda moves even closer to you and grabs your hand.

You felt a spark. And then it happened.

It felt like your hand had disconnected from your body. As if this one touch had transformed it into a being with a mind of its own. Filled with infinite fantasies of you holding Wanda’s hand as you’re coming back from a date or holding her close at night as sleep welcomes your bodies. The rest of your body could only feel jealous at the lack of contact.

“Now it’s more stable and easier to cut. Do you feel the difference?”

You’re too far gone to even remember what she did with your hand or even notice the difference between the cuts. You just respond, with a slow nod.

(* What you didn’t know was that this interaction had also caught the attention of a certain Russian you had crossed. One who saw you for what you truly were, a walking gay disaster whenever Wanda’s around. And saw this opportunity as the best time to enact her revenge. She glances at you with a smirk *)

Your lack of a verbal response turns out to be the wrong one as her head quickly turns to you, eyes firm believing that you are simply ignoring her. She raises an eyebrow, facial expression practically demanding verbal confirmation that she has your attention.

“Uh y-yes,” you stutter out. “This really helped me a lot, Wanda”.

You quickly averted your eyes and grabbed another potato, getting straight to work.

You’d like to believe that she was too distracted with Yelena to notice that you had reverted to your old way of cutting.

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You were seriously starting to regret every choice you’ve made that ended you on Yelena’s bad side for today. She suddenly decided that she needed every ingredient and tool that was nearest to your side. Even ones that didn’t make sense for this recipe like a spatula and cheese grater. You were getting suspicious that she was plotting new ways to murder you. That is until she specifically requested that Wanda be the only one to touch and hand them to her.

You had caught on to what she was doing but that couldn't save you from falling victim to her trap.

Here’s how the routine went until the dish was ready to be put into the oven: Yelena would say she needed something to add personality to the dish. Wanda would look at you softly as if asking for permission to move into your space with her eyes. You, internally thinking, she never has to ask to invade your space before blushing about the true implications of your words. The feeling of Wanda’s body brushing against yours snapped you out of whatever fantasy you were in. The further the item was the more she has to lean into you, causing you to stiffen unintentionally. You silently pray that she didn’t notice and things won’t be awkward after she pulls away. Yelena, watching the entire interaction, holds in her laughter as Wanda grabs and hands the item to her.

Wanda and Yelena had started a lively conversation, with you joining in and joking around. Whenever Yelena felt like you were having too much fun, she’d meet your eyes with a devious smile. This was the only warning you’d get, but no matter how much you tried to prepare for what comes next you were still…a disaster. The most embarrassing part was that you could never continue the conversation like normal whenever the routine had started and Yelena loved every moment of it. You could only hold your breath, hoping that this would wrap up just a little bit faster, before you could embarrass yourself even more.

It seems that some higher power decided to take pity on you. Wanda had gone back to her position in the front of the room, while the dishes were being baked. Everyone was talking amongst themselves, class practically over as you were waiting around for the oven timer. Yelena is droning on about something besides you, but only one person managed to capture your attention. Your eyes couldn’t help but watch Wanda, something about her draws you in.

You see her look down, the sudden buzzing in her pocket taking her by surprise. She pulls out her phone, and her eyes instantly widen as she reads the notifications that are quickly flooding her phone. Her hands start to slightly shake, as she anxiously reads the screen. She looks up quickly, glancing around the room hoping that her class would be too distracted to notice her sudden shift in mood. Her eyes shift from each side of the room, and when they reached your area you knew you had been caught.

The moment those green eyes locked on yours, you knew you were trapped - too afraid of what would happen the moment you looked away. It felt like time froze around you both, the longer you maintained eye contact. You felt like you were caught in an intense staring game, where blinking meant severing whatever connection you were sharing with the woman at this moment. Getting over the initial panic you felt in the beginning, you decided to get a good view of her face. Instantly, you could tell that whatever was going on, was a lot deeper than you had originally suspected moments ago. Her eyes shone with unshed tears, the sorrow in her expression feeling palpable. She no longer looked like the woman you had met earlier, exhaustion flooding her features. She looked weak and so close to falling apart. There’s nothing you wanted more than to erase that expression from her face, but you understood your role in her life. You were nothing but a stranger and in any other circumstance, you’re sure this side of her would have never been revealed to you. This wasn’t just a one-off instance of one text being her breaking point. You had a feeling she’s been putting up a strong front for a while now, and it was working well in the presence of others…until this moment.

So you did the only thing you could do. You offered a reassuring smile and hoped that your eyes communicated a sense of comfort. The same comfort she provided you when your mind threatened to trap you in your negative thoughts. The comfort has motivated you to keep going despite feeling overwhelmed with your new environment. The comfort that lets you know that you aren’t alone even in the face of a stranger. If she had the power to convey these feelings to you with just one look, you hoped to have even a third of that, as you stare back into hers. Your eyes are strong with conviction, and for a moment it seems to have worked. Wanda slightly softens, before a loud ringing snaps you both back to reality. The chicken pot pies were done, which officially signified the end of class.

As everyone’s attention turned towards the ovens in the back of the room, no one noticed Wanda had slipped out of the door. Well everyone except you, but you couldn’t dwell on it too long before Yelena began dragging you to the back. After the initial excitement of seeing the finished dishes had died down, everyone began packing up to leave. Wanda had since returned, face completely devoid of any emotion that would hint at her previous state of mind.

“Okay everyone,” Wanda says, effectively silencing all of the chatter in the room. “I’d like to thank you all for showing up, I know it’s been a while, but these classes wouldn’t exist without your support”. She smiles again, but it doesn’t hold the same feeling as it once had. Especially knowing the truth of what was hidden behind it. “You’re all free to go and I hope to see you soon”

And with that everyone began flooding out of the room.

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Walking out of the building, you couldn’t help but feel satisfied with your day. This was the most social interaction you’ve had since moving here. Despite the moments of embarrassment in the beginning, you felt that by the end you were a lot more comfortable. Maybe the decision of moving here, despite being impulsive, was the right choice.

You said your goodbyes to Yelena before walking to your car. You couldn’t help but stare in awe as the sun began to set. The sky has never looked so large, it seemed endless. Small clouds littered the sky, yet the main attraction was the sun. The bright rays practically painted the sky orange. You’ve never seen such a beautiful view, being born and raised in the city. You never thought small towns had much to offer but at this moment, you were proven wrong.

You don’t remember how long you were standing there, so the sudden sound of a voice caused you to jump in surprise. You place your hand over your chest, heart beating fast, before turning your body to the source of the sound. A small laugh fills the air.

“I didn’t mean to scare you” Wanda’s grinning face welcomes you.

“You didn’t” you replied cooly, as if you weren’t about to have a heart attack a moment ago. “I was just admiring the view,” you say before turning your body toward the sunset again. “I’ve never seen anything like it”

“It’s easy to take for granted” Wanda sighs, turning her body as well.

“Wanda” you call out, contemplating whether you should bring up the moment you shared during class. “I know that you don’t know me well but… I just want you to know…” you get out, not quite sure how to form your sentence, but hoping it sounds sincere. You’re both still facing the sunset, and you hope it stays that way, knowing there’s no way you’d be able to continue if she looked your way.

“You’ve helped me a lot today, more than you’d ever think. I haven’t met many people here outside of Yelena” You take a deep breath before you continue. “I just wanted to thank you again. Maybe I could treat you to coffee sometime. I’d just like to get to know you better outside of these classes” you rush out, voice slightly wavering towards the end.

Silence fills the air.

You closed your eyes and sighed, ready to take this as a sign of rejection.

Until you felt a sudden presence in front of you and soft hands grabbing yours.

“Y/n” Wanda calls out gently. “Open your eyes for me, please”.

Lulled by her voice, you open them and are immediately greeted with the smile you’d grown fond of. It didn’t look like the facade she had while dismissing her class. This was a real smile, with her eyes matching the tenderness she wanted to convey.

“I’d like to know you better as well” She squeezes your hands before bringing them up between you and leaning in closer. “And if you’re serious about this, then that means you have to stop thanking me so much” she jokes, lips curling back into a smile but her eyes never leaving yours.

“You have a deal, then” you grin back, before giving her hands a squeeze. “Can I get your number, so we can plan a day to meet up?” “Hmmm...” she says, tilting her head as if she was actually thinking about her decision. Your lips couldn’t help but form into a pout. This seems to speed up her decision, as she instantly begins reciting her number. You tried to hide your smirk as you saved her number, but by the groan and push to your arm, you knew she had seen everything.

After exchanging numbers, you decided to walk Wanda back to her car, like the gentlewoman you were. You opened the car door for her, and the conversation between you continued even as she sat down in her seat. Before you could bid your goodbyes, a loud ringing permeates the air. Wanda glances at the contact quickly before answering. You turned around, walking a few steps away to give her more privacy. You tried your best to tune out the conversation happening behind you, opting to hum your favorite song quietly to yourself. A heavy sigh cuts your mini concert short, and by the tone, you could tell something was wrong. Turning back to Wanda, you see her leaning forwards, with her elbows against her thighs and her hands covering her face,

Deciding to take a leap of faith, you walk closer to her, before crouching down. Both of Wanda’s legs were still hanging outside of the car, so you gently grasped her wrists before slowly moving up to her hands. When she didn’t stiffen or pull away, you took it as a sign to continue. Lacing your fingers with her own, you cradled her hands, before deciding to speak.

“Can I hug you, Wanda?” you asked, keeping your voice low. You felt her freeze and your hands suddenly became warm and wet. Hiccups began escaping her body. Believing that you were making things worse, you start to pull away, but before you could get too far her body crashes against you.

You don’t know how long you spent just holding her, but as the sobs wracked her body you promised to never let go. You knew that words were obsolete at this moment. There was nothing you could say to Wanda that would magically make the tears stop falling down her face. You could only hold her until her body stops shaking. You wrapped your arms around her tighter until you were practically supporting her weight with your body. She turns her head into your neck, breathing in your scent. It is at this moment, that she truly understands that she’s not alone. Even though the tears have since dried on her face and she was a lot calmer than before you didn’t move a muscle. You wanted her to be the one that pulls away first, you’d gladly keep her in your arms until she decided she was ready to go.

There weren’t any other words spoken between you two that night. When Wanda finally pulled away, your eyes connected. She pulled her hands up to hold your face, only communicating with glances. As you went to pull your hands back from where they had sat in her lap, she flinched. You brought your hands to her face, cupping her cheeks before leaning your forehead against hers. You both took a deep breath, each absorbing the person who was flooding their senses. You pulled away at the same time, with you offering a small smile as you prepared yourself to get up. Wanda returned one weakly before starting her car. She turned back towards you and nods. You nod back, and you lean in close, tucking the hair messily covering her eyes behind her ear. Your final farewell.

Returning to your apartment that night, you immediately threw your body into bed. You would have no problems going to bed tonight and just as the sleep completely pulled you under, a buzzing in your pocket alerts you. You lazily reach down, pulling out your phone. You read the notification before placing the phone on the pillow beside you.

You settle back into bed and close your eyes. A drowsy smile settles on your face and never leaves even as you enter your dream world.

Wanda:

Thank you

#wanda x y/n #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #marvel #dontgobakingmyheart

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olichat-reads · 1 year

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Friends don't

Hawks x reader

Summary: You finally confront your bestfriend on your 'more-than-friends-less-than-lovers' relationship.

Words: 1388

A/n: so. i kinda malfunctioned yesterday & my loopy, sleep depraved self ended up with 3 lectures to catch up with & this little oneshot. um. if it reads a little off, i think so too but cut some slack to my drunken little self hm (｡T ω T｡)? i'm too tired to proofread this properly. bestfriend to lovers!

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You were not subtle about the crush you had on your best friend. You were certain of it. Anyone with eyes could see how much you're absolutely whipped for the number two hero- & if they didn't, they had to be an idiot.

And here you're starting to think you actually were in love with said idiot.

Because there was no way you weren't obvious about your feelings. You've fallen hard the moment Hawks made that god awful bird pun to make you break the overly serious facade you wear whenever you're nervous. And ever since, your feelings have only gotten more & more obvious, with your relationship getting less & less platonic. You were sure you literally had hearts in your eyes whenever you so much as think of him at this point.

Yes, you were best friends but friends don't do things you guys did right?

Friends don't walk together hand in hand- be it entangling your fingers, his arm around your waist or you hanging off his arm like a baby koala.

Friends don't casually share their entire wardrobes, exchanging hoodies & sweatshirts & sweatpants until neither of you know whose are which.

Friends don't take you dancing in the sky, in the dead of the night just to cheer you up after a bad day, knowing you love the wind in your hair, always so carefree & so happy when he took you flying, but not the attraction it called from the onlookers below during the day.

Friends don't end up cuddled in the same bed every other night- you tucked in his wings, away from the world, his arms holding you close, your hand in his hair at a useless attempt to pat down the tangled mess it was, as you exchanged mumbled nonsense whilst dozing off.

Friends don't say 'I love you' with those eyes- eyes that gloss over with so much unsaid emotion, that scream so much more.

Friends don't love like you did. Right?

You were pretty sure they don't.

And it was driving you absolutely nuts.

Which led you to you silently losing your mind on this fine evening, the two of you lounging on the couch in your living room. Hawks popping in unnanounced after his patrol, bringing over takeout from your favourite chinese restaurant, your usual order practically memorized. He'd showered here, in your bathroom which always held two of everything- two toothbrush, two towels, two loofahs, because he stayed over so much. He'd changed into his t-shirt & sweatpants that weren't the only pair that he kept with your clothes in your closet.

The guy practically lives here for god's sake. And you knew it was the same for you at his place.

"Hey, you okay? You seem distracted, Dove," he asked, taking a sip of his drink.

"Do you not like me or something?" You blurt out. Probably not at the best time though, shocking your winged friend enough to have him hacking & coughing up the sweetened coffee he was sipping on. You huffed out annoyed, but reached out to soothe his back with firm pats anyways. This idiot needed to live if you were going to have this conversation.

"Baby, what on earth?" Hawks choked out, still wheezing to get the air back into his lungs. His choice of words making you narrow your eyes at him. Friends don't call each other every single petname meant for your significant other. Birdie & Dovey? Sure. A platonic babe every now & then? Okay. Baby, honey, sweetheart, darling, love?? Unironically? As friends??? Seriously??

"Ugh, you drive me insane!"

"What did I do?!" He cried out defensively, his wings puffing up just like a cat's tail would when threatened, making you huff at him in exasperation.

"I can't figure you out! I've been flirting my ass off for over a year & I have not been subtle, sir. Its just- You don't reject my advances but you never- you never-," you cut yourself off to growl out a frustrated strangled shriek.

"Are you- are you just ignoring my hints? Because you don't like me that way? Is it possible you didn't notice? But I made it so ridiculously obvious! You can't be that oblivious, can you? I know you're not the kind of guy to play with people's feelings like that so Mmh-"

You were cut off by soft, chapped lips pressed to yours in a sweet kiss, effectively shutting you up. But almost just as quickly, Hawks started to pull away, making you growl in displeasure, hands shooting to his hair to pull him back into you. His breath hitched in surprise, the sound sending a pleasant shudder down your spine, before you felt him melt into the kiss. He let you take the lead, let you pour out your frustration into it until you had to pull back for air.

"I'm sorry I'm just stupid. I- um. I had a crush on you for the longest time but I couldn't tell if you liked me the same way," he breathes out, a little breathless. "Now that I think about it though, you were pretty obvious, i just- I was just scared of somehow being wrong? I swear there's a brain in here but I just malfunction around you, Dovey. I'm- stupid. Thats just it, really."

You pulled back a little to lock your gaze with those golden ones you love so much but are very much infuriated with right now.

"..are you seriously telling me you thought I was acting as just a friend-"

"A very, very good friend-"

"But a friend," you bite out. "All. This. Time."

He swallowed at that.

"..yes?"

And at that revelation you head butted your crush of 1 year 2 months & 16 days, no you weren't counting, hard enough to have both of you groaning in pain. You left your head resting against his as the pain ebbed away, watching his eyes flutter open to stare back at you.

Before the dumbass started laughing. Uncontrollably. You wanted to stay mad at him, keep glaring, make this unbelievable idiot squirm a bit longer but goddamn if this man didn't make you soft. You didn't last long before the corner of your lips twitched.

"I hate you."

"I am so sorry, Birdie," he managed to sputter out between laughs. The audacity of this man. You reached behind him to tug at his wing, making him yelped in surprise but going right back to giggling, his hands gently catching your face to keep you close.

"You're so stupid I can't believe you."

"I know, baby," he mumbled, a silly smile on his face as he planted quick pecks on your pouting cheeks that are starting to heat up.

"Dumbass. Bird brain. Idiot." You hissed, trying to halfheartedly bat him away to no avail.

"Should I remind you that you're the one thats in love with this idiot?"

"I regret this already."

The last of your irritation melted away as the winged hero smiled this goofy grin at you, before leaning in for another kiss. This time a little slower, a little sweeter than the last.

Goddamn those were going to get addicting fast.

"So, just to make sure we're both on the same page, we aren't friends anymore hm? We're a couple? I feel like I need to verbally confirm everything with you after this," you teased, tapping his forehead lightly.

"Oh my god," he laughed out. "You're never letting me live this down are you, Love?"

"After the anguish you put me through for how long because you can't read social cues? Hell no," you puffed out in faux offense, crossing your arms with a little hmph for extra effect.

"In fact, I should've been worried if you thought all the things we did up til now were normal amongst friends. Who knows if you've had platonic cuddles with Endeavour behind my back," you theorize with a smirk, watching the number two hero cringe at the mental image you planted in his head.

"Sweetie, stooooop," he whined dramatically before bursting out into laughter all over again, having trapped you in his embrace, making your body shake with his. This time you couldn't help but join in, your weak attempt at remaining mad at this red winged dummy you've been pining for so long cracking way too easily.

"You're right, you're right," he hummed out contently, as his giggles died out, leaving behind an air of serenity.

"Friends don't. Its just that we do."

#hawks fluff #hawks x reader #keigo x reader #keigo takami x reader #oliwrites

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shiroandblack · 1 year

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I actually really wonder how Fingolfin and Anairë got together. Because we get details about Fëanor and Nerdanel, and to me it's a little easier to imagine how Finarfin and Eärwen met.

But Fingolfin and Anairë was just a blind spot for me and I didn't really come up with anything until now.

So basically my headcanon now is that they were competitive debate rivals.

It all starts one day during the finals of a debating competition (because looking at the Noldor, debating seems like something they would enjoy. Also, picking on people's arguments and tearing it down like their hopes and dreams is a craft in itself). I think Fingolfin would prefer being the Opposition, because while his actions are motivated by his own ambition a lot of his actions are also reactions to Fëanor's actions. Opposition of course, have their own arguments to bring it but they also rebuke the Government's arguments (the Government being the team who is arguing for whatever motion is presented).

So Fingolfin feels like he's doing great, he's the first speaker of the Opposition (whereas Anairë is the second speaker of the Government) and he is absolutely ready to tear apart her partner's arguments. So he does what he's good at, destroying people's opinions of something into itty bitty pieces and razing his opponent's confidence until it is just ashes (like Fëanor's corpse when he died).

That is until it's Anairë's turn to speak. And Anairë basically drags his argument through the mud. She destroys the philosophy behind his argument, completely dismissing his stance, and moreover she proves to the jury that Fingolfin's burden of proof is basically 0.

And Fingolfin is just seething. But because he's the king of restraint, he sits there with an amicable expression and hopes that one of Fëanor's inventions will malfunction and blow up in Anairë's face somehow.

He embarrassingly, gets second place.

And it is a fucking embarrassment because Fëanor airs out his loss during the family dinner that week and Fingolfin becomes ever determined to crush Anairë so badly she can never rise from the ashes of her defeat.

So Fingolfin is practicing so hard, he's going through different kinds of motions, different ways to frame his argument better, and ways to ensure his arguments are without any exploitable loopholes.

Enter Fëanor, who is like "I am going to help you because you embarrassed us as a family, the House of Finwë does not ever get second place". Basically, he's trying to help his brother because Nerdanel put him up to it (but she didn't even need to push hard at all) and because he also genuinely believes that whatever mongrel Indis is, his father is the superior creature and Fingolfin being Finwë's son means that he is an extension of that superior creature and must act accordingly.

So Fingolfin and Fëanor plot and practice. Fingolfin actually has a really good time, and Fëanor does too but he'd rather die than admit it.

So the day comes, and Fingolfin's feeling confident.

Only to lose once again.

This time it's Fëanor who's fucking livid, and he tells Fingolfin that during the next competition he will be Fingolfin's partner because obviously Fingolfin's teammate is shit if despite everything Fingolfin couldn't beat Anairë.

So again, the two boys practice. While their practicing, Fëanor decides to do a little background check on Anairë via his friends at Mahtan because she shouldn't be that good. She must be doing some kind of sorcery.

But nope. Anairë comes from a pretty well-off family, she's not common born like Nerdanel but she's also not high nobility. She's somewhere in the middle, with her family being of high enough social status to have access to private galas and balls but not high enough to meet Finwë on the regular. Oh, and her father made a fortune from breeding sheep. In fact, Míriel used to source the raw materials for her yarn from Anairë's family and that Anairë has a pet rabbit called Ball-Snow.

Fingolfin doesn't want to know how Fëanor found out about all that. It's pretty creepy honestly, but he does say yes to finding out how Anairë builds up her cases. And during this time, he starts noticing details about Anairë. Like how her dark hair shines silver under Telperion and how she has dimples when she smiles.

One day the two brothers basically stalk Anairë at the library, and act like fantastic creeps in general. These two are not subtle at all, so Anairë catches them quite early on. Turns out she's with a friend, who is to be her partner for the next competition. Eärwen of Alqualondë. Naturally, Fingolfin and Fëanor can't continue to be creeps around a princess because that would be a diplomatic crisis.

So their stalking amounts to nothing.

Come the debate competition. Fingolfin and Fëanor actually win. Fëanor is pleased, so whatever truce between the two is now broken.

Fingolfin is high on victory when he overhears Anairë talking to Eärwen, and she basically says that she lost on purpose because she could see how it was driving Fingolfin crazy to keep losing and she felt bad. So it was basically condescending pity.

Fingolfin bursts into the conversation. Eärwen, sensing this is gonna be a shitty argument sees Finarfin and is like "Let's climb over a wall" and Finarfin, because his longtime crush is talking to him is like "Sure!".

They argue. For a very long time. Fingolfin says shit like "I don't need your pity" and how he could take Anairë any day, any time. Anairë is like "yeah, you do" because Fingolfin has basically not been sleeping or functioning like a normal elf because he's just so obsessed with beating Anairë.

The argument continues and Fingolfin basically outs himself. He's like "I can't focus because of your stupid smile while I'm presenting my argument" or some cheesy shit like that and Anairë's like "great, because I can't focus whenever I look at your shitty face. I feel like I'm gonna falter"

So the two are left with a dilemma. Hmm.

Naturally, Fingolfin tries to talk to his dad about his crush on his rival and Finwë is just like "I don't know, I just knew that we were meant to be". And Fingolfin is kinda like, what kind of ass-tastic bullshit is that?

So he goes to talk to Fëanor, the only other guy he knows that is married. And Fëanor proves to be equally unhelpful because "Nerdanel was the one who started making moves and I liked it".

So Fingolfin starts sending Anairë gifts out of spite. It's her begetting day? She gets a full collection of Master Rúmil's dissertation on the inherent prey vs predator nature of every living creature. She won another round of debate? She gets a nice bracelet.

Eventually, Anairë sits the dumb guy down and asks if he's seriously considering courting her and lists all the reasons why courting her is the best option possible for someone like him. She basically presents it like it's her thesis defence.

Some years later, there's a wedding and Fëanor is unhappy because Fingolfin married his mortal enemy.

So the moral of the story is this kids: if you can't beat your enemies, marry 'em!

#fingolfin #anairë #the silmarillion #tolkien #sprinkled with fëanor i guess

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sugawarassoulmate · 2 years

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what if....aran or kita wanted to ask y/n out and they ask samu for advice on what she likes bc he knows her and he’s just like oh no she like someone else or just ur not her type

🎺

pffft ok

osamu figures aran wants to tell him something private from how he pulled him aside after practice. there usually isn’t anything he wouldn’t also tell atsumu or kita, so it must be important. he waits until the locker room is empty and both boys finished showering and changing clothes.

when aran approaches him again, he looks nervous—smiling awkwardly and not meeting osamu’s gaze. “i need a huge favor,” he finally asks, letting out a breath he seemed to be holding in.

“oh, sure, man. anythin’ ya need, what’s up?” osamu says. aran never asks for favors so he’s sure he can do whatever he can to help.

“just know that I couldn’t ask atsumu. i can tell him later but i just wanted to know if i even have a chance first,” aran rambles. a small, shy smile grows on his face while he scratches at the back of his neck. “it’s just…well. what does y/n like?”

osamu freezes. he definitely wasn’t expecting to hear your name. aran wouldn’t—no, there’s no way. sure, he’s spotted him chatting with you a few times during lunch or practice, but he had no reason to think there was anything beyond that. there was nothing beyond that. it’s not possible.

“like is she a flowers kind of girl?” aran continues, not noticing that osamu was starting to malfunction. “or would she like a note in her locker or something?”

“you want to ask y/n out?” osamu asks, hoping that aran just wants to do something nice for you and not what he’s thinking.

but the smile on aran’s face says otherwise and osamu feels a prickling sensation in his fist but quells his urges. punching one of his best friends wouldn’t do anything to help his situation.

“i think so. she’s just so sweet but she’s so shy, i don’t know what she likes. i was thinking about asking atsumu but he can’t keep his mouth shut but you can definitely keep a secret,” aran said, offering osamu a kind grin. “and you’ve known y/n since you were kids, i’m sure if there was anyone that could help, it’d be you.”

osamu isn’t sure what to do right now. normally when someone was dumb enough to try to flirt with you, they’d end up on the other side of a closed fist. but this is aran. anyone would be lucky to date him, but the thought of the two of you holding hands while walking down the halls, going out on dates, kissing…

“ya know actually, y/n isn’t interested in datin’ right now,” he says without thinking. “she’s really focused on her studies right now and, honestly, her parents are super strict too. they get so annoyin’ when anyone but me or tsumu is with her.”

yeah so strict, osamu thinks. that’s probably why they don’t bat an eye when osamu keeps you out at all hours of the night. or how they have no idea about all the times the two of you made out in your bedroom.

lying to aran feels bad, but it’s better than the…alternative.

aran’s smile wanes, a look of defeat growing on his face. “oh, really? i guess i can understand. wouldn’t want to get her in trouble with her family.” he says. sighing, aran readjusts the strap on his gym bag and places his free hand on osamu’s shoulder. “thanks for being honest with me, though. i really appreciate it.”

the words punch osamu in the gut.

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #osamu x reader #osamu #osamu miya x reader #aran x reader #aran ojiro #aran ojiro x reader #ojiro aran x reader #haikyu x reader #osamu miya headcanons #🍑#🍑osamu #bully!osamu #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu scenarios #haikyu headcanons #🎺 anon

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Hi kaze! I was wondering if you have any headcanons for Hiiro and Midori with a short reader that tries to pick them up in attempts to flex and impress them, take care!

★彡 Short s/o trying to carry Hiiro and Midori

a/n : HI ANON i honestly don't have many headcanons on that but i tried my best! Please enjoy! I took so long to finish this request. Also about Midori, i feel like he's a bit ooc...

♡ Hiiro

He was confused at first and wondered "Why are they trying to carry me when i'm clearly taller?" But if there's anything Aira has taught him, it is to be more sensitive to others.

So he definitely amused you by just letting you carry the upper part of his body but his your struggling to carry his lower legs and they kind of just hang off your hands

Also thinks it's adorable the way you struggle to carry him right after boasting how strong you are

Of course, these sessions of you trying to carry him just leads to the two of you swapping places! After you try and carry him, he ends up swooping you into his arms, princess style.

However, the interactions during these times are really just hilarious. He could be carrying you in his arms, comforting you after another failed attempt to carry him, saying something like "It's alright y/n! with enough practice, i am sure you'll be able to carry me someday! for now, just let me be the one to carry you alright?"

♡ Midori

He was unamused, absolutely unamused ... at first. After finding out that you just wanted to prove how strong you were, he couldn't hold back the smile creeping on his face

He would get all blushy when you actually manage to carry him (u eventually do!!) and he burry his red face in his hands, limbs awkwardly hanging off your arms. Quite the sight for anyone just walking by.

“I finally did it !!!” You exclaim, grinning at your flustered boyfriend.

This is so embarrassing shouldn’t I be the one carrying them? Midori thought, brain absolutely malfunctioning when suddenly your trembling hands carrying him give way.

Thump! Midori yelps and he collapses onto the floor. He will never let you carry him ever again, never again.

#hiiro amagi x reader #hiiro amagi #hiiro x reader #midori takamine #Midori x reader #midori takamine x reader #ensemble stars x y/n #ensemble stars imagines #ensemble stars fluff #ensemble stars x reader #ensemble stars #kaze writes

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beomcoups · 2 years

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Player One

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: best friend! Mark x streamer!reader

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭: Level Up hosted by @neohub

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff, angst, smut, best friends to lovers au, gamers au

𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 18+

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: cursing, mentions of blood (from a cut), oral (giving and receiving), choking, dirty talk, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, nipple play

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 3.5k

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You and Mark are testing out a new game, set in a virtual world no one has traveled to before. But when a malfunction happens during transport, you have to be honest with each other and work together to make it out alive.

𝐀𝐍: Thank youuuuu to @wordycerty for reading over this for me. I’ve never written anything like this in this depth and I was nervous writing this. ❤

“Are you ready?” You zip up your tight black leather suit, quickly throwing your hair into a ponytail.

“Yep! I’ve been waiting forever for this day.”

Today you are testing the new role-playing game Wanderlust Rewind, a virtual reality game that lets you zoom into the game and live in Aria. You are a popular online streamer, and your best friend Mark works for the company developing the game. When he told you about the game, you begged him to let you test it. You are a big fan of the games, and you knew it would be an excellent opportunity to work with them.

You bribed Mark with everything you can think of, with him finally giving in at the last minute. In exchange for making your delicious chocolate chip cookies from scratch for a month, you would also get to stream the gameplay online. It wasn’t a paying job, but it's well worth it, as you get to test the game out with your best friend.

“Come on, slowpoke,” Mark calls out from outside your changing room. “I wanna get in there early.”

Right. But first, a quick check in the mirror. Your suit hugs your body in all the right places and your lace-up boots are secure on your feet. You grab your matching metallic helmet, encrypted with a virtual reality chip that is supposed to transfer you to Aria. Surely you aren’t the only person who would’ve slept with the thing. Your excitement over this day kept you up past midnight. “You need to haul your ass—” You open the door before Mark could finish his sentence, his eyes practically popping out of his sockets. You could tell he got a haircut, his freshly dyed gray hair standing out like a silver wind. Mark is a handsome guy, with his almond-shaped eyes, beautiful skin, and nice body. Since you met at a convention a couple of years ago, he's been your best friend, but honestly, it feels like you have known him forever. Feelings are there, but you always put them to the side, afraid of the possibility of him not feeling the same way. You aren’t the type to wear your heart on your sleeve, and you prefer it that way. It made you feel safer. “Are you done bitchin’?” You tease him, nudging his shoulder. He rolls his eyes, walking you towards the testing area where you two will be playing the game. “How come you aren’t wearing a suit like me?” You ask, pointing at his outfit. Mark opts to wear a black suit with a white shirt underneath. He carries his helmet in your hand, similar to yours.

“I wanted to be comfortable,” he shrugs, unlocking the door. “And who the hell is comfortable wearing a suit and tie?” You snort. “Just admit it, you want to moonlight Men in Black.” “Maybe,” he quips, guiding you inside. Chatter fills the testing area, with consoles and gaming systems at each table. There are snacks and drinks on one end of the site, nowhere near the tech to prevent accidental spills. Mark shows you where you will be testing: a big screen with a keyboard where you have to enter your credentials to get started. Two employees approach you, one with snowy white hair and the other with very short black hair, wearing the same suit as Mark. “This is Jisung and Renjun,” Mark introduces you to them, and you shake their hands. “They will be here to help us out if anything goes wrong. “I mean, nothing should go wrong, right?” You ask, looking at the big monitor. “It shouldn’t,” he assures you. “But we need to be prepared just in case.” You nod, putting on your helmet while Jisung secures a utility belt around your waist. “The belt has things that will help you get through the game,” Renjun states, as if he was reading your mind. “Mark can explain the rest once you arrive at Aria. So, go ahead and put in your info with the keyboard.” You enter what’s asked of you on the monitor, with Mark following suit behind you. A nervous excitement washes over you, as you have never traveled to virtual reality before. You have seen other streamers do it, and while it seems fun, you’ve always feared something going wrong and being stuck in that world forever. Clearly, you have watched a little too much of Sword Art Online. “Hey.” Mark touches your hand, interrupting your thoughts. “I’m with you, okay? If anything goes wrong, they will be here to pull us out. Plus, we can still talk to them with this.” He pulls out a walkie-talkie, and you feel more at ease. “Here we go,” Mark enters a code on the keyboard, and an animated character appears. “Ready, player one and two?” The automated voice booms out of the screen. You look at Mark, who has his helmet on, and you nod, looking at the monitor. “Very well. Let’s get started.” Millions of red codes in flash in front of your helmet, the room spiraling counter-clockwise with a powerful force pushing you forward. You zoom into darkness, a second later landing on a cold black floor, with Mark coming behind you. “What is this place?” You ask, dusting off your butt. “I- I’m not sure.” You snap your head at Mark in disbelief, your eyes glaring at him through your helmet. “What does that mean? Are we lost?” “Jisung, Renjun, are you seeing this?” Mark speaks into the walkie-talkie. There is static reported back, and your heart sinks further to your stomach. You knew this was a bad idea, being the first person to test this game. But you wanted to have the inside scoop on this, allowing you to spend time with Mark. Kill two birds with one stone, as they say. Welcome, players one and two.

You jump at the automated voice; Mark looks around to see where the voice is coming from.

“Coda,” Mark calls out. “Where are we?” “You are in Limbus,” the voice responds. “This is the gateway between Aria and the world you know.”

What the fuck. You think to yourself. I knew I should’ve just kept my big mouth shut and waited until the game was released and-

“Hey Mark, can you hear us??” Jisung’s voice booms through the walkie-talkie, cutting through your thoughts. You walk over to Mark to listen to what he has to say. “You are stuck in Glitch Mode,” Renjun reveals. “Remember when we encountered it while you set up the game?” You hear Mark gulp, with tiny beads of sweat forming on his forehead. “The only way to get out of there is to complete whatever two tasks Coda has you to, and then we should be able to transport you out of there.” “What two tasks?” You ask. “Mark, what are they talking about?” Mark doesn’t answer right away, instead opting to sit on the cold, hard floor. You take a seat next to him, desperate to figure out what is happening. “So when we tested the game, we came across Glitch Mode before and barely made it out. Coda comes up with two challenges we have to do and we have to pass. Otherwise, we will never return to the real world.”

You sit for a minute, taking in the information he just told you. “So, what do we have to do?” You press on. “I wish you would’ve told me this before I agreed to do this.” “I know, and I’m sorry,” Mark pleads, taking your hand. “I thought we had it all fixed before today. You have to know that I would never put you in danger.” You believe him, though the anger you felt is now replaced with anxiety. A timer appears in front of you two, with a woman dressed in a suit and tie appearing next to it. You reach out to the woman only to realize she is a hologram. “I will ask you one question. Answer them truthfully and within ten seconds, and we will move to the final round. The card in your belt will show us your vitals and tell us if you are telling the truth. If you do not pass the test, we will transport you to another realm, never to return.” You and Mark look at either other, nodding in silent agreement on what you must do. “Very well then,” the hologram says. “Player two, what is something you have been hiding from player one?” Your head snaps up, your eyebrows raised at the possibility of Mark ever hiding anything from you. You two are best friends, and he tells you everything. The timer on the clock ticks down to five, and he still hasn’t given an answer. “Mark, hurry up and answer,” you shout, your patience wearing thin.

Four. Three. Two. On-

“I am in love with her.” The timer immediately stops, the hologram disappears, and a motorcycle appears. You are more confused than ever, not only by the bike but also by Mark being in love with you. He’s never let on that he cared about you more than friendship, and under different circumstances, you would be happy to hear him say that. But now you must focus on you both getting the fuck out of here. “You passed,” the automated voice speaks. “Your last task is to ride this motorcycle to the end of the wall and back. Beware of the flying discs.” “What flying dis-” A disk of fiery copper flies past your head, missing you by literal inches. You jump back, obviously shaken, and Mark puts on his helmet, hopping on the motorcycle. “Come on,” he reaches out his hand, and you grab it, hopping on behind him. Begin. Mark speeds into the unknown, flying disks hurling at you two. Mark bobs and weaves like he does this for sport, and you grab onto him tighter, afraid that you will fall. “I got you, okay?” He yells, getting close to the wall. He drifts the motorcycle, spinning around and turning him back to where you came from. You turn around, and three disks are coming at you in speed, the sparks flying off it as if it’s ready to cut. “Mark, they’re gaining on us!” you shout. He presses his foot on the pedal further, speeding into where there is now a finish line. You can feel the heat of the disks moving closer to your back as you cross the line, the disks disappearing into pixilated dust. You hurriedly climb off the motorcycle, Mark following suit and the bike disappearing shortly after. “Congratulations,” the cold automated voice says. “You have passed the tests. Where would you like to go?” You put on your helmet, moving closer to Mark. “I want to get the fuck out of here-” “Our world,” Mark interrupts. “Take us back to our world.” “Very well then.” You put on your helmet just in time before you are zapped back to the testing area, falling flat on your butt once again. Jisung and Renjun rush over to you both, checking your vitals and making sure you are okay. You look over at Mark and notice a notable cut on his arm, assuming they came from the flying disks. “Are you okay?” You ask him, taking a closer look. “Yeah, I’ll be okay,” he nods. “I’m just going to get this covered up. It’s not that deep.” You look at the rest of the area, everyone giving you curious looks. Your face is hot with embarrassment, and your anxiety ticks up. Finally, you take off your helmet, leaving it on the desk and undoing your utility belt. “I’m going to go home,” you announce. “That was… an ordeal, to say the least.” “Let me take you home,” Mark offers, hopping out. “No, it’s okay, honestly,” you wave him off. “You don’t have to do that.” “But I want to,” he insists. He grabs his keys and tells Jisung and Renjun he is leaving for the day. You wanted to be alone and think about what just happened, on top of Mark confessing his feelings for you. This wasn’t how you imagined how this would go. You always thought it would happen over dinner; you casually tell him you like him, and he feels the same, agreeing to be together and sealing the deal with a kiss. He walks you down the hallway to the changing room, where you get the rest of your things. You sit down on the chair, your mind racing with everything that just happened, including almost losing your life in a game you’d been excited to play. Today is a fucked up day; you would if you could go back in time and erase despite Mark confessing.

You continue to sit and think, aware that the time passes by, but you are so lost in your thoughts that you don’t care. It isn’t until Mark knocks on the door that you snap back into reality. “Are you okay in there?” his voice booms through the door. “Y-yeah,” you clear your throat. You grab your things and open the door, nearly bumping into Mark. He locks the door, looking at you with eyes you’ve never seen before: a look of sadness and worry. “I know you’re not okay,” Mark says. “I would never have you test a game with that kind of risk. You have to know that.” “I know,” you sigh. “It’s just… a lot happened in there? Not only that, but I am sure that’s not how you wanted to tell me you have feelings for me.” His shoulders fall and he nods, agreeing with you, shoving his hands in his pockets. You gaze at his arm, his cut replaced with a bandaid, and you feel relieved that he’s okay. “I planned to tell you, you know.” You look at him, trying to hold back a smile. “I wanted to take you out on a date,” Mark elaborates. “I had this idea to take you up to the mountains where you love to hike, and I was going to plan a picnic there. Bring all your favorite foods and our Nintendo switches, and just hang out. Then boom, tell you how I feel and go from there. I’m sorry I couldn’t do that for you.” You can imagine yourself sitting on top of the mountain on that date, with your favorite blanket spread out and Mark laying on top of it. Nothing else would make you happier. “You still can,” you confess. Mark’s head snaps up, a broad smile spreading across his face, “I know we just went through a life or death kind of thing right now, but I promise I’m not speaking from that place. I’ve had feelings for you for a while, and I’m relieved you feel the same way, even though I wish it didn’t come out like that.” You move closer to him, smiling softly.

“Again, I’m sorry you had to go through that—” “Mark, honestly, it’s fine,” you assure him. “I know you wouldn’t do that.” You can’t stop looking at him. With his clear skin, sharp jaw, and boyish looks, it’s no wonder you fell for him. He is a good person with a soft heart, everything you’ve ever wanted, wrapped up in a black suit. “God, you're so pretty,” he says, his face inching closer to yours. “You don’t look so bad yourself,” you chuckle, your nose almost touching his. “I’m going to kiss you, okay?” he whispers. “Please.” He kisses you with a passion you never knew he had for you. It was intense and sincere, and it meant so much to you at that moment. Your hands trail to his shirt, undoing the buttons and carefully pushing it off to avoid messing up the band-aid. You let him unzip your suit, rushing to take it off and undoing your shoes all in one go. You eagerly pull at his pants, unbuckling his belt and desperate to pull his dick out. “Do you really want to do this here?” Mark whispers, pulling his boxers down. His dick springs free and your mouth waters. You’ve never wanted to suck on something so much in your life. You get on your knees, licking your lips before tasting him. He hisses softly, his hands grabbing your hair. “Please don’t make me wait a second longer.” You slowly take Mark’s well-endowed dick into your mouth, challenging yourself to take him all in. He groans at the feel of your warm, velvet mouth around his sensitive head. His groan stuttered, and he pulled your hair tighter as that warmth stretched further and further down his shaft. Your fingers dig into his thighs, holding him steady while you bob, sucking him in deeper and deeper with each involuntary snap of his hips. “I’m going to enjoy fucking this pretty mouth of yours,” he grunts, his hands now placed on your cheeks. His strokes are unrelenting, the slurping sounds your mouth is making turning you on. Your fingers trace down to your center, rubbing it softly as you match his rhythm. “So good,” you cry out.

Your dripping wet core is spilling over your panties, his long veiny cock hitting the back of your throat with no mercy. Mark bends over, unhooking your bra and feeling your breasts. You are sensitive to his touch, your nipples perking as his thumb caresses them softly. Finally, he drags himself out of your mouth, lifting you up and gifting you with a kiss. “Take off your panties,” he commands. You do as you’re told, sliding them down your legs. He bends you over a chair, your ass up in the air as he gets on his knees. He smacks your ass, and it excites you, making you bite your lip. You feel his warm breath against your entrance, and he delves his tongue inside you, your insides immediately surrendering to him. “Fuck,” you moan, gripping the chair. Mark is sloppy, burying his face deep into your pussy and lapping all over your clit. He is very good at this, humming softly in pleasure and driving you inside. If you thought you had feelings for him before, it deepened as your release came close. “Mark, I’m gonna cu—” Rattle. Rattle. The door shakes, and your body freezes, afraid of someone walking in on in this compromising position. “Uh, this room is occupied!” Mark yells. “Oh, sorry!” You hear shuffling and footsteps moving away from the door. Mark suddenly gets up; his hands slide up your legs and touch your slit. He stuffs two fingers inside you, thrusting into you slowly while his thumb rubs your bud. Your thighs shiver in pleasure, and you cover your mouth as you can barely contain yourself. “I wish I could do this longer,” Mark whispers. “But we have to hurry before we get caught. I’m not the only one with a key.” “Okay,” you whisper. He reluctantly removes his fingers from you, replacing them with his cock, lining up with your entrance. He pushes into you slowly, making sure you are comfortable and adjusting to him well. His slow, dangerous strokes hit every spot, and you feel yourself coming undone. Your hips match his rhythm, guiding his hand to your throat. You squeeze it softly, silently telling him it's okay. You can handle him. “Fuck, so tight,” he grunts. “I’m going to make you cum all over me.” “Please,” you beg. “Go harder.” His strokes become deeper, squeezing your throat tighter as he pushes you against the wall. He fucks you mercilessly, skin-clapping noises spreading throughout the room, and you can’t think straight. You don’t bother being quiet; Mark is fucking you so good that you don’t care who hears it. You feel him twitch inside you and your walls tighten around him, signaling your release.

“I can’t take it,” you cry. “I’m gonna cum.” He pounds hard, your thighs shivering as your orgasm courses through you. Your body explodes with delight, a loud cry escaping your lips, quickly muffled by Mark’s hand. He kisses the back of your neck, his breathing more rigid, and this thrusts harder. He snaps into you two more times before pulling out, spilling his load onto the floor, squirts of cum landing close to your feet. You turn around, your face hot and out of breath. Your legs are shaking, and you barely make it to the chair before collapsing. “Are you okay?” Mark asks softly. “Yeah,” you nod. “Just need a minute, haha.” He grabs your suit and shoes, helping you get dressed before getting himself ready. You can’t suppress the smile on your face, a fucked up situation leading to a happy ending. Finally, you got your dream guy. “I still want to take you home, if that’s okay?” Mark probed, reaching for your hand. You smile, leaning in and kissing him, your heart fluttering like butterflies in a field. “Please,” you grab your things. “Let’s get the fuck out of here.”

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Been a while since I've givin' yall one of these! My friend and I collabed again to bring you this cuteness!

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One morning, Sun wakes up but finds that he suffered a motor malfunction during the night and cannot move. He can still feel sensations tho. It took time for the maintenance team to arrive for the day so Sun and Moon find a way to pass the time while they wait

( lee!Sun, ler!Moon )

Motor Function Error

Morning time already!

The Pizza Plex still wouldn't be open for another two hours though. Time to spare before the kids arrived.

Moon awoke gently, bringing his hand behind his head to unplug himself. He stretched his arms high above his head, making sure the oil in his joints dispersed and kept him nice and limber. He turned his head slightly to greet his counterpart... who was half sitting half standing in his charging station, still plugged in. Uh-oh...

"Sun? Suuuuun~"Moon knelt down before the slumbering bot and patted his cheek gingerly. He wasn't too worried about the state he found Sun in. This happened sometimes. Corporate spent most of their repair funds on the main stage animatronics, so Sun and Moon often had to deal with older hardware and software. Granted, their parts were more advanced and thus more expensive, but things like this morning were more likely to occur thanks to the willing blindness of those in charge of the funds.

After a few more pats and beacons, Sun's eyes lit up... but he didn't move. He couldn't move. Just as Moon had suspected…

"Morning, sleepyhead~" Moon sang.

"Morni-... Wait a minute... Wha-HEY!"

"Hkhkhkheheheh... " Moon couldn't help but chuckle at Sun's reaction. Although a problem, this wasn't actually as serious as it seemed. It was more annoying than anything. It had only happened twice and both times to Moon. Seeing Sun being the victim of their motors' practical joke this time was admittedly funny. Besides, Sun had laughed at his predicament last time.

"I CAN'T MOVE!" Sun exclaimed.

"I know... " A smug smirk stretched across Moon's face.

Had Sun been able to control his face at that moment, he would have scowled at that.

"I DON'T LIKE THIS!"

"Yeah? Well neither did I..."

"Oh... Sorry... '' Sun apologized, remembering how he had a giggle fit last time Moon was paralyzed like this. It's much more amusing on the outside, that's for sure. "What time is it?"

"We've got about an hour to kill before your heroes show up for work."

"UUUUHHHHHGGGGGG...." Sun sighed dramatically. An hour!? Like this!? Guess there was no helping it...

"Could you-"

"-Of course... '' Moon interrupted Sun, already knowing the request as he himself had asked the same of Sun before. He unplugged Sun from the charging station, picked him up bridal-style, and carried him over to their comfy corner in their loft. He may have been paralyzed, but Sun could still feel. May as well make him comfy while they waited. Moon laid Sun down in their little "nest" gently, being sure to prop a pillow behind the motionless animatronic.

"Thank you."

"You did the same for me~" Moon replied with a kind smile. He then made himself comfortable next to Sun, ready to wait out the next hour or so for the arrival of the maintenance crew.

Aaaaaaand it didn't even take two minutes for-

"Moooonyyyyyyy, I'm boooooooooooored... "

Moon glanced over at Sun with an amused smirk, rolling onto his side and looking at him. He was propped up on his elbow, and very relaxed.

"Well, how about a game of I Spy? Mm wait, that may be a little difficult since you can't move your head... Oh! maybe--nnno, we've played 21 questions a BUNCH of times. We always have the same ideas!"

Moon pondered, wanting to entertain his counterpart the same way Sun kept him entertained while he was previously in this situation...and then it hit him.

"How about some jokes ~? Ahem-HEM! What does it take to make an octopus laugh?"

He waited…

"Kkkkkhkhkh... I dunno~ what?..." Sun was already holding in his giggles. Sun knew the answer, but those dumb jokes always made him laugh regardless. Maybe it was just the way Moon told them.

"...It takes, TEN TICKLES~!" Moon sounded happier than usual! Maybe he was just in a good mood...or in a mood to play.

Either way, his fingers made quick work of teasing Sun gently, scribbling and crawling all along his rays. Oh that was cruel. With his motor functions down, Sun couldn't hide his rays the way he usually would by pulling them in...they were just out in the open!

"GYEEEEHEEheeheehee (snort)! M-MOON!" Sun squeaked in surprise at the sudden attack. He should have guessed Moon would have done that. He usually did. This time, however, Sun was unable to hide away like he normally would... That.... That wouldn't become a problem... W-would it?

"Your little snorts are so cuuute~" He crooned, giggling and making sure to tickle over every single ray. "Hm..! You have nine rays...so that's nine tickles! Oh, we need one more to make ten, don't we? Let's see, let's seeee...how about heeeere~?"

Now his spider-like fingers made their way down to Sun's exposed neck, giggling along with his bright counterpart as he teased up the sides, and even under his chin. Usually Sun would hunch his shoulders, or squeeze his head down to protect his poor neck, but...

"...You knoooow~ Some light tickling might be a good way to pass the time, don't you think....?"

"W-w...Wahahait a minute!... Th-that's not fair! I can't move!" Sun giggled nervously at the thought... and Moon's apparent enthusiasm about the idea. He tried to move his head more forcefully... Nothing... A finger perhaps?... Nope. A toe??? Nada.

"Ehehehe, m-maybe we could play I Spy... I mean... I can see plenty of things... Eeheehee…"

"Oh come on~ We both know how much you loooove your tickles, Sunny. You can't hide that from me~ I even hear the excitement in your voice." Moon was so delicate with his touch. He began marching his fingertips carefully down Sunny's sides, knowing there wasn't a thing he could do to stop it.

"I'll be featherlight, juuuust like thiiiis~"

"B-buhuhut g-gEEheeheehee (snort)!" Happy squeals escaped Sun as he mentally thrashed around and curled into a ball. Unfortunately, that was just in his head. On the outside, Sun was as still as he could be. You'd almost think he was unfazed... if he wasn't laughing and squeaking so much.

" L-lihihight ones ahahare b-bAHAhahahad khkhkhk (snort)!"

"Ohoo~ Do you prefer I really DIG in, then?" Just as Moon asked this his fingers did just that. He really began scribbling up along Sunny's sides, tickling faster and applying more pressure.

"Like thiiiis? Is this better~? Goochie goo~"

"NAAAAOO! AHAHahahahaha! STAPIT!" Sun screeched. He was not expecting Moon to just dive in like that, and he screamed both in surprise and laughter. Man, Sun really wished he could move again.

When asked to stop, that's exactly what Moon did, tittering and even kicking his legs a little.

"Oh you're a gas like this~! Such a silly thing... Ah, so you like the lighter ones better, yeah? I told you." Moon observed Sun's body again before smiling.

"Okay~! How about a magic trick, then? Would you like to see one?"

Moon had something up his sleeve.

"Phew! Okay okay okay! SHOW ME!" Sun wasn't dumb. He knew Moon was playing him, but he preferred to play along.

Moon did some strange hand movements… -though admittedly they were rather enchanting; nice to look at, something rather theatrical about them. And then he reached behind Sun's head and--

"What's this behind your ray!? AHA~!" He pulled out a long white feather...oh, it looked soft. "My! What to do with this? Hmhm..." Moon scooted closer, gently taking Sun's arm and pulling it out into his lap. Wordlessly he began stroking the feather along Sun's palm, slowly working down his forearm. And then along the seam of his elbow...and then up his bicep...oh no. Moon had a target in mind clearly, and Sun couldn't exactly clamp his arm down right now.

"W-WAIT! N-nohoHOHO (snort)! DON'T YOU DAHARE, MISTER!" Sun protested. Oh he wanted to wiggle so BAD. But honestly... He kinda was enjoying his reflexes not getting in the way... Usually his squirming would make it harder for him to enjoy himself... This kept that from happening.

"Ohooo Suuuunnyyyyy~" Oh his voice was dripping with mischief. Moon circled the feather in the air just above his defenseless armpit, not touching yet. "Iiit's gonna getchaaaa~ Ooh, such a ticklish spot I see! But if you don't waaaaaant tickles there, I guess just roll over."

He waited, of course knowing he was being a jerk. "No? So you DO want tickles! And I know just how sensitive you are here..." Moon was enjoying Sun's lack of reflexes as well! It was giving him more time to focus on just where he wanted to tickle him, and his methods. His smile was so wide as he touched those soft bristles down on Sun's exposed underarm joint, dusting the area carelessly.

"Tiiiickle tickle~"

"PpppBWAAAHahahahah! STAAAHAHAHAHAWP IIIHIHIHIHIT! (SNORT) STAHAhahahaHAHAP!" Sun squealed with delight as the feather danced around, guided by the mischievous Moon. Sun kept forgetting he couldn't move, but every time he tried to jerk, he was reminded of such.

"Come on Sunny~ You don't meeeaaaan that, do you? You're having a blast!" Moon thought for a moment and grinned, sitting up to roll over atop of Sun.

"In fact, I'll get both!" After moving Sun's second arm up, he began to softly spider his fingers into his other underarm, the feather still set on the one it had been given.

"Giiitchie goo~ Oh how does it feel to be THIS level of helpless, hmm?"

"AAAAHAHAHAHAAAA! NOOOHOHOHOOO! IHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLLLLLLES!" Sun cackled. This was unbearable... Unbearably fun. Moon was just milking this, wasn't he?

"Of course it does~ Even if I wasn't purposely tickling you...being touched here is just too much to bear for poor, ticklish little Sunny, isn't it~?" Moon cooed, snickering at his counterpart's position.

Soon enough he abandoned the feather, simply scribbling both hands under Sun's arms rather ruthlessly. Oh Moon must have been in a mood now…

"AAHAHAHAAAA! WAHEEHEET! WAAAEEEETEEHEEHEEHEE!" Sun screeched at the new intensity of the tickling under his arms. Oh, he just wanted to squirm or wiggle or pull down his arms. Any of them. All of them! But he just lied there helpless to evade or stop the playful torture.

"Wait~? For what? What can you possibly do right now?" Moon smiled such a smarmy little grin, his fingers traveling down Sun's ribs carelessly.

"Ooh Sunny~ If you want the tickle-tickles to slow down maybe you should just lower your arms! Then I'll know you actually want me to stop~"

Moon's nails moved along Sun's ribs in a jellyfish-like motion, listening closely for his response.

"MBAHAHAHahaha! I heeheehee CAHAHAHAHAHANT, YOOHOOHOU BUHUHUHUTT!" Sunny didn't know what to do with himself. There was nothing he could do with himself. Moon was pushing his buttons a lot more, probably because he could literally get away with anything in this moment. So why wouldn’t he tease Sun to bits?

"What was that? Me? A butt? Ohoo you'll pay for that one..." Moon lifted his hands and wiggled them within Sun's vision.

"I believe it's Tummy tickle tiiiime~ Are you ready?"

"NOOO NONONONOHOHO! I'M SORRY! I'M SOHORRY! NOT TUMMY TICKLE TIHIME! PLEEEEEEEASE!" Sun begged. He should have known better than to insult Moon in this position, but it was too late. He was in for it.

"Eheehee~ Heeere it cooomes~" Moon teased. Usually he would do a few fake-outs now, to get Sun squealing and jumpy...but he couldn't really move right now, so maybe just going for it would be the better option!

His fingers began to glide quickly along Sun's defenseless tummy, also getting both of his sides in the process.

"Tiiiiickle tickle~! Ooo such a ticklish spot, isn't it?"

"***YEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE(SNORT)!*** MOOHOOhoohooNEE- ACK! BWAHAHAHAHAHA! NEEEEEHEEHEEHEE!" the paralyzed bot cackled. He just wanted to curl into a ball and roll around, but it was no use. His tummy stayed put, welcoming the tickling Moon was glad to give. And the teasing? Sun felt the unbearable urge to hide his blushing face, something else he could not do.

"Well well, what have we here..." Moon circled a single finger slowly around Sun's defenseless little tummy button.

"Hehe...Oh if only you could cover this little spot, hm? Oh It must be driving you crazy right now..." Moon was eating this UP. He just loved hearing all of Sun's reactions and laughter.

"OHOHOHO, PLEASE! AHANYWHERE BUT THEEEEERE!" Sun knew at any moment Moon would dip that devious finger in his belly button, tickling him to tears with that devilish grin and teases to boot. Every electronic nerve was on high alert only adding to the ever increasing sensitivity of his systems. His helplessness multiplied that sensitivity 10 fold alone.

"Anywhere~?" Moon giggled, grabbing Sun's waist and lifting him slightly. "Let's make this more interesting..."

He laid Sun's middle right over his own lap! This arched his tummy up...ohhh boy.

"Is this fine~? Oh I bet you're feeling much more ticklish this way..." Without any warning Moon dipped his finger into that soft little dent, tickling away with such a cruel precision.

"Poor thing, what if I just did this until your repairs were ready to be worked on? Oh you'd go wild."

" IHIHIHI'LL DIIIIHIHIHIHIHIHEEHEEHEEHEEEEE!" Sun screamed desperately. Being in his tickle monster's lap was both comforting and horrifying. Having his tummy arched made him even more defenseless... Geez, Moon was just havin' a ball tickling Sun out of his mind. Who could blame him though? His Sunny had the cutest giggles in the world! The more he heard, the more he needed.

"No you won't ~ Silly..." Moon held one of Sun's limp hands to comfort him more. Oh the tickling in his navel though...it was unbearable. He couldn't even twitch or shiver under the touch.

But then--

"Aaaahhh--" Moon leaned down and began playfully tickle-biting all along Sun's arched tummy. "NAMNAMNAAAM~! Eheeeheee, yummy tummy treat for the tickle monster ~"

"AAAAHAHAHAHAAA! OHOHONOHOHOHO! GYAHAHAHAHAAA! EEHEEHEEHEEEEEEK!" The new sensation nibbling at his belly renewed Sun's bouts of laughter. He tried commanding his systems to suck in his tummy, but of course, it stayed put.

" 'M NAHAHAHAT A TREEEHEEHEEHEEEAT!"

"Ohoo yes you are~" And then a SURPRISE raspberry! "PHHBBTTTT~! Hee hee, right on the navel...oh you've never sat so still for these before~ Hehe.."

Moon listened to those giggles so happily, sighing before...

"Now, about those feet…"

"AHAHahahahaha-W-wait! Di-... Did you say...? No... NonoNONONONO! DONT!" Sun scrunched up his toes... In his mind. His actual toes stayed put, ready and waiting for their inevitable tickle time.

"Don't?" Moon giggled. "But you did say ANYWHERE but the tummy...that includes there~"

He slowly set Sun to sit up, crawling down to his defenseless feet and slipping off his only source of protection.

"Hehe...how bad will it tickle while unable to curl those toes~?" Moon gently wiggled a few of Sun's toes to tease him and test the waters.

"TEEHEEHEEHEEHEE (snort)! STAHAP IT!" Sun just wanted to shake his head, pound on the floor, ANYTHING... but the glitch persisted, and so did Moon.

"Ohooo this is gonna be good..." Moon purred, gently pressing all of his fingers into Sun's heels before skittering them up to the balls of his feet, then back down.

"Giiitchie goo~! Ohh does this tickle? Hmm? Does it???"

"DYAHAHAHAHA! PLEEHEEHEASE NO! STAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Sun was going mad with tickle induced laughter. He couldn't take it! He couldn't move, he couldn't defend himself, and it was getting harder and harder to communicate. But he knew that while the soles of his feet were very ticklish, his toes were terribly ticklish, and they were soon to be next.

"Ohoho, sooo loud! But I know what can make you louder..." And just as Sun had predicted...

"Tiiickle tickle Sun's toesie woooesiiieees~" He cackled with a big playful smile, dusting his fingers all along the length of those poor paralyzed digits.

"AAAAHAHAAPLEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEASE! I CANT! IHIHI CAHAHAHAHANT! PLEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!" Sun went ballistic. His voice made that clear while his body stayed perfectly still. His nerves were on fire with ticklish electricity under the calm surface of his exo.

"Oohoo~ How cute! Not a thing you can do to stop it or even shake off the tickles, hmm?"

Moon smirked, pulling out a couple of feathers.

"Not a thing..." Slowly he brushed them through Sun's toes on both feet, giggling with him the entire time. Though, clearly not as hard.

"OHOHPLEEHEASE! OHOHNO! IIHITS TOO MUHUHUHUHUCH! (SNORT) EEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEEE!" Sun's squeals echoed throughout their room as Moon continued to saw and flutter and snake the feathers between his motionless toes.

Moon cooed and continued his fun, knowing Sun could do nothing to stop him.

"Oh you know what may be fun? If I tickle you so much...your body does a quick little reboot. Do you think that would fix the problem? Oho, maybe we won't even HAVE to wait for maintenance!"

"NO OHO PLEEHEEHEEHEASE! WE D-DOHohoHOHONT NEED TO TRYHYHYHYHYEEEE!" Moon wasn't serious about that, right?...right!?...

Well, it was out of Sun's hands. His fate was in Moon's…

"But we coooouuld~ Something tells me you wannaaaa!" Moon wasn't hearing any safewords.

Sure, lots of begging, but nothing panicked...Sun seemed to be enjoying it as well! Right?

"Thiiis little piggy went to market~" Moon sang, gently playing with Sun's toes as he continued.

"Ohoho WHYHYHYEEEEE! DON'T DO IT!" Sun squeed. Was Sun enjoying himself? Absolutely! Did he want to continue?.... Absolutely... Why stop the fun?

"Hmm~?" Moon grinned so wide, clearly having fun.

"Thiiiiis little piggy stayed home..." Usually Moon would simply wiggle Sun's toes when doing this game... But since he was unable to curl his toes at the moment, he instead was gently running his finger tip up and down the toe he was toying with. He even poked the cute little pads a couple of times before moving on!

"Thiihiiis little piggy hahad roast beef~"

"NO HEEHEEHEE DIDIHIHIHIHINT!" Sun squeaked out. He didn't know why he was being defiant like that. Maybe he was stalling. Maybe he was drawing it out~

"Thihis littlehehe- Piggy had noooone~" Moon played a little more before...

"And thiiis little piggy went WEEE~!" Now his fingers went wild again, tickling all up along and overtop of Sun's toes.

But Moon's favorite was definitely nestling those scritching, wiggling fingers under Sun's poor toes, aswell as in between.

"Let's hear those laughs~"

"EEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE(SNORT)! NYAHAHAHEEHEEHEEHEE! P-PLEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEE!" Sun's squeals and manic giggles reverberated around the room, down the halls and all throughout the daycare.

"Ohhh~ So ticklish, aren't we? Poor little toes..." Moon's fingers never stopped, knowing Sun could do nothing to get away or defend himself.

"Suunnnyyyyy..." He sang gently, leaning up to look at his face.

"You know what to say if you REALLY want to stop...right~?"

Of course he meant their little word, "comet". He just had to check.

"MOOHOOHOOHOOHOONEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEE!" That's all Sun could respond with. He was overwhelmed with tickles and embarrassment. The ever present blush on his cheeks and his wild laughter made that quite clear.

Moon smiled when he heard his name, giggling before giving Sun a little break and tickling his arches instead. Still a bad spot, but not nearly as bad...

"Are you having fun, Starling,..?"

"AAAHEEHEEheeheeHEEHEEEE! PffffAHAHAHAHA(snort) GEEheeheeheeHEEHEEEE!" Had Sun not been immobile, he would have nodded his head as to not have to admit it out loud, but he couldn't. He was still limp and motionless, helplessly so.

"Heehee...Alright~" Moon slowly crawled back up, sitting beside Sun and gently pulling him into his lap.

He knew how Sunny got, wanting comfort and cuddles after a good tickling. His hand still rested softly on Sun's tummy, gently drawing soft circles.

"Eeheeheehee... Mhmhmhmhm Hehehe (snort)... Hmmmhmhm..." Sun relaxed his internal systems with little giggles still spilling out from the gentle tracing on his tummy.

"Maintenance should be here soon...Hope you had as much fun as I did~" Moon giggled, petting Sun's head gently.

"You should rest until they come by."

"Okayheehee..." Sun sighed enjoying this time with Moon.

"... I.... I had lots of fun too…"

"I'm so glad, Sunny~" Moon smiled, holding his hand and resting his head atop of Sun's own as they waited.

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