#this is not a competition for this person’s attention!!!!

[izzyreadingblog]

Popcorn | Alexia Putellas x reader

+18 minors please do not read it.

A/N: English is not my first language and i'm a newbie writing this type of content, sorry if is bad and for the mistakes.

(I just can't take out of my head Alexia's goal and celebration after seeing it only a couple of meters away from me, I need to write something for her. )

Alexia and you have been getting more and more close as the season went by. Now every week the two of you have at least one movie night to be able to spend time together. The both of you have been dancing around your feelings for months and after the constant teasing you had suffered from Patri and Pina, you decided that tonight you were going to act on your feelings and see how things go. 

So as the both of you were watching a criminal documentary (Alexia’s favorite) you weren't paying much attention to, you tried to think of a way of telling Alexia your feelings and after 15 minutes of no ideas, one came to mind. Alexia was the most competitive person you have ever met, so you were going to see if she wanted to play along with you and have you as the final present. 

So as Alexia picked a popcorn and went to put it in her mouth, you bowed a little and grabbed the popcorn with your teeth, snatching it from Alexia’s hand, she gave you one of her looks and you smiled at her as you went to go back to your position, when you felt Alexia's hand on the back of your neck, keeping you there and not letting you move.

“Do you want another one mi niña?” Her warm breath stroked your face.

A new popcorn landed on the blonde's lips, that time, you removed the popcorn with your tongue, with which you licked Alexia's lips. Alexia, at your action, breathed heavily and looked at your lips while licking her own.

"Another one?" Alexia asked with a grin on her face.

“Uhm..” you said cause you were thinking. 

Did Alexia want to provoke you too? Well, if that’s the case two can play the game. 

You nodded and Alexia placed another popcorn in her mouth, you grabbed it by joining your lips to Alexia's, you chewed the popcorn without separating your lips and, when you swallowed it, you took out your tongue and licked your lips, a gesture that included Alexia's lips too, who sighed.

"Did you want to eat your popcorn, my love?" you asked in a seductive voice.

“Only if you give them to me…”

“What do you think about eating the popcorn from my body?” You didn't know what you were doing, you were just getting carried away for the moment and hoping Alexia would play into it. 

Alexia stared at you, a lot of thoughts going through her mind as you finished saying your proposal. 

Is she serious or was she kidding you?  Alexia didn’t know what to do, your relationship was not clear, you were friends and she didn’t want to make a mistake, she felt scared and she didn’t want to lose this relationship. 

Alexia was silent and on her mind when you moved and stretched on the couch and lifted your shirt without discovering your breasts, only leaving your belly in the air, and taking a handful of the white popcorn Alexia was eating, you placed them carefully on your abdomen, spreading them. 

Alexia got out of her mind and swallowed saliva as she looked at you with desire in her eyes but still with doubts and fear that could be sensed clearly by you just looking at her.

“Oh,” you said, making a pout as you sensed Alexia’s doubts. “Don't tell me you don't want to eat the popcorn anymore” You mused sitting down, causing all the popcorn to fall on the couch.

Alexia regained her composure and with her captain voice (the one that ignites you) says "Lie down again, now" and you obeyed her without resistance. 

Alexia took a few popcorns and placed them again on your belly, scattering around each piece on your skin as soon as you lay down and stayed still. 

You felt a warmth invade your body while Alexia was placing the popcorn on your skin, her touch made you dizzy. Were you drunk? No, you weren't. You were horny.

Alexia knelt in front of the couch and bowed her head to catch each popcorn with her mouth. You could feel her warm breath hitting you every time she repeated the action and you wished that she would not move that fast and touch you more. 

As Alexia was touching you, you felt your abdomen tighten, your skin started tingling, and you had to force yourself to stay in the same position and not drop the popcorn that was left on your skin.

Alexia took her time and ate all the popcorn that was there, and you raised your head to look at her, then you saw how she bent down again and you had to swallow saliva when you saw that Alexia's mouth was very dangerously close to the waistband of your pants. Alexia then moved a little further down and buried her head between your slightly raised legs. You felt a strong heat forming between your legs.

“You shouldn't have gotten up before, now there's popcorn everywhere… eres una chica mala” Alexia complained playfully.

You sighed when the blonde bowed again, the shorts did not cover your legs much, therefore, you felt Alexia's hair caressing your skin, her lips colliding with your legs when she grabbed the popcorn that was left there.

"You can stop," you told her.

“But I'm hungry...-” Alexia complained with a pout on her face. 

“Ale please…”

"I'm not going to get up until I eat every popcorn in your body," Alexia said, throwing a handful more popcorn at you.

You sighed heavily when Alexia's tongue ran down your belly, picking up the popcorn that was on you. You weren't very sure how it had happened, but your shirt had gone up more than you had lifted it up and now it showed something of your breasts, your shorts had the waistband down and Alexia's mouth went from the bottom up and vice versa every single time she ate a piece of popcorn.

You are having a really hard time breathing as you are trying not to moan. But how can you avoid it with those sensual caresses?

"Have you... are you done yet?" you asked. Why was your voice so hoarse?

Alexia looked up and looked at you smiling. You couldn't help but look at her mouth, she was so sensual and provocative after having gone through your entire belly several times.

“Uhm…” you noticed that Alexia was looking at your breasts and had to swallow saliva. If Alexia keeps her act up you would totally lose yourself. “It seems to me that there is a hidden popcorn here…”

You swallowed saliva when Alexia leaned over you, and her mouth grazed one of your breasts and you could feel how she took a deep breath, trying to control herself and put her nerves at bay.

"It seems to me that this piece doesn't want to go out," Alexia murmured. "But don’t worry I  won't let it beat me."

You felt Alexia’s tongue licking near your nipple. Alexia stood on top of you, without touching you, she had a hand on each side of your body and she held herself with them. She lifted your shirt a little more while her tongue kept struggling with that popcorn that was hiding in that area.

"Take it now please, do something, take it now," You begged. Either Alexia would take her already or you would end up totally losing yourself.

Holy God. When had you come up with that stupid game, in which you had made yourself totally available to Alexia? If you got up, if you said that the game was over and you locked yourself in your room, that torture would end... but what a sweet torture it is.

The air caressed your erect nipples and you couldn't help but gasp when you felt the blonde's long hair caressing them as she moved.

"Ale, please," you said, desperately.

"I got it," Alexia whispered.

Why did you feel that that popcorn didn't exist? Alexia's nose stroked one of your breasts, slowly and gently, until she reached the top.

With your eyes wide open, although clouded by that rough desire, you watched her. You opened your mouth to try and say something but only a sweet moan escaped from your throat when Alexia's lips closed around one of your nipples. If you felt hot and wet before, now you feel like your whole body is burning with desire. Alexia had just lit a lustful fire inside you that was going to be difficult to extinguish. A liquid heat lodged in your crotch, wetting your panties. You twisted under Alexia and arched your back without being able to avoid it. Your breathing had been agitated and you didn't know how to control it.

“I want you so bad”. Alexia’s words made you stop thinking and you pushed all your fears away. Your mind, clouded by desire, tried to make you regain some control, but as you looked at Alexia as she kept licking your nipples, along with the pleasure you felt while she kept touching you, you could not do other things that gave into the pleasure.

“Alexia” you groaned when she stopped licking your nipple to go for the other” Ah...more,” you said so faintly, so sensual.

Alexia couldn't help but suck with more passion that mound so tasty that adorned the top of your chest. While with her mouth she was in charge of pampering one nipple, with her hand she dedicated herself to pinching the other. 

Your restless hands caressed Alexia's soft and strong body under her shirt. You had to clench your fists so as not to direct your hands to the inside of Alexia's pants, you just had to insert your small hand under the elastic and she would find what you have longed for so long at that moment.

“Aahh” you gasped, arching your body completely and making both of your bodies come into contact. “Alexia” you moaned when you felt her pelvis against your own body.

Alexia's body fell on yours, crushing you slightly, you could feel your wet center pressed against hers. Alexia continued to take care of your breasts and she stirred her hair before going down on your back again. From top to bottom, until she reaches those pants again. Alexia put her fingers a little on your strip and reached for your panties, raised them a little, and caressed your skin before going up again.

The blonde stopped tasting her breasts to look at you. Your face was flushed, and your scarlet cheeks made Alexia feel even more desire for you. She needed to have you, she needed to kiss you. Those half-open lips cried out for millions of kisses.

"You're going to drive me crazy," said Alexia, licking her lips.

“Ale please…” you say softly.

“Tell me to stop now, mi niña, because if you don't do it, I won't…” 

“Ale please don’t stop, I need you, I have been needing you for a while now”

As soon as you said those words Alexia covered your mouth with hers, she absorbed your lips before sliding her tongue and covering your whole mouth with it. You groaned as you responded to that kiss full of desire. Your body moved under Alexia's looking for her warmth.

"You need to stop me now if you don’t want this..." Alexia whispered, as she got rid of her shirt and then took off yours, leaving the both of you naked from the waist up.

You didn’t say anything, you looked at her and simply put your emotions so clearly in your face Alexia didn’t need your words to know what you needed and that you wanted for this to keep going. Alexia's lips covered yours again, before going down your neck and nibbling on your shoulder. Her lips continued to go down, stopping briefly on your breasts, she went down your belly until she reached the fabric of your pants. You moaned when Alexia lowered your pants and panties a little. You looked directly into her eyes as you raised your legs and Alexia took off your clothes.

You gasped when you felt Alexia's warm breath caressing your sex. One of the blonde's long fingers landed on your center.

“You're so wet” She murmured as she made her finger go up to caress your center. “So wet…” she repeated, “and everything for me…” She whispered against you when she reached your clitoris.

You had to bite your lip so as not to scream and have a neighbor complain.

Alexia's tongue went up and down throughout your sex, falling like a whip on your most sensitive button, before making circles around and going down until she reached your entrance and got wetter every second that passed. You moaned when Alexia began to lick your clitoris tirelessly while inserting a couple of fingers inside you. The gasps resonated between the four walls of the living room, the atmosphere was heated and you felt like you were burning. Alexia's mouth tortured you with pleasure and you twisted under it while you noticed the orgasm forming in your body.

“Alexia” you called her name as you raised your hips and pulled her hair, “Alexia..” you whispered as you moved impatiently.

You closed your eyes to the swell of pleasure that ran through your whole body and pulled the blonde's hair while you screamed begging for more. Your body, covered by a layer of sweat, moved nervously, you were begging to reach your release, but Alexia set the pace, withdrawing her playful tongue when she noticed you were about to burst, just to go slowly again and make you more and more desperate.

When you finally reached your orgasm, you shouted Alexia’s name, writhing with pleasure and clinging tightly to the cushions. Alexia continued her administration, lowering you from the cloud you were in and when you recovered, she went up on your body giving small kisses through your skin until she reached your mouth. Alexia kissed you softly, playing with your tongue. She separated herself from you to look at you intensely. your hair was scrambled and your eyes were closed, your cheeks were flushed and your lips half-open breathing heavily. 

Alexia smiled and said, “You are beautiful.”

You smiled slightly and opened your eyes, finding Alexia’s face a few centimeters from yours.

"You're more," you replied as you grabbed the back of her neck and put your lips together again.

#woso x reader #woso #alexia putellas x reader #woso fanfics #woso one shot #woso blurbs

[doromoni]

Gear Shift Failure | MV1, LN4

Ships : Lando Norris x presenter! Reader , Max Verstappen x presenter! Reader

Genre : Fluff , Angst

Sub tags : Mutual Pinning , She fell too early , He fell too late.

Summary : A new f1 presenter and journalist has entered the paddock and she brings chaos along the way. And as competition looms , will the current Champion be as fast outside the track?

Face claim : Sofia Wylie

A/N: Upon receiving many requests, here’s the continuation you lovely goblins 🤍. Also I am still continuing the Clash of Champions ~ i promise (finals end this week!!)

Part 1.

You fought the smile that was forming on your face, as you re-read your conversation with Lando from yesterday.

It has already been a week since your interview with Lando, yet you somehow found yourself in constant communication with the young British Driver. You weren’t going to deny that you enjoyed spending time and talking to him. And maybe going out on dates with Lando would do you good.

“ Ok, so I have a friend and she has a dilemma”

You suddenly broke the silence in the room. You were in your designated office inside Sky yet again, but this time you had the older drivers lazying around your space. Some with a book in hand — while the rest just played on their phones.

“What’s your dilemma muñequita? “ Fernando asked as he set down his phone, giving you his entire attention.

“Not me Nando! My friend” you exclaimed at the Spanish world champion who was lounging on your couch still munching on the chips he found in your stash.

“Mhm… yes your friend. Continue, sweetie~ “ Lewis urged you to speak, as he settled further into your couch right beside Fernando

“ Yes, let the girl speak! What is it Liefje” Nico added as he clutched your oversized plush into his arms, a half-opened book dangling in his hands.

“My friend likes this guy right? The two of them are very close and they share this connection that to others seems more than a friendship- and at one point my friend thought that he felt the same with her a—“

You once again didn’t finish your sentence when Nando interrupted you once more.

“Really? What happe-“The Aston Martin driver was invested

“LET THE GIRL SPEAK!”

“FERNANDO! “

“MATE, I SWEAR!”

They all collectively scolded the Spanish driver — prompting him to laugh and raise his hands in surrender

“Ok. So my friend thought that the guy that she liked was starting to like her back. But not a week later, the guy that she liked was rumored to have a girlfriend. And he started to avoid my friend…. This was 3 months ago by the way.” You finally finished your story, and now you look at their reactions

Fernando, Lewis, Nico, and Valterri had all fallen into thinking.

“So how long is the guy and the new girl going out? And how does your friend feel” the quiet Finnish driver gently asked you.

“Oh, officially for a few weeks, I guess? My friend felt hurt of course. But it gets less painful overtime… uh she said that to me”

“Oh. That’s good for your friend, liefjie! By the sound of it she slowly moving on” Nico uttered, a sense of comfort rushed through you

“How is your friend now, Is she feeling ok?” Lewis asked empathically

“ She’s great, and you’re right Nico. She slowly moving on.”

“So what’s the problem muñequita?”

“Well, another person had asked her out and she feels guilty because she doesn’t want to use him to get over the guy she likes” you explained to the 4 older drivers.

“WHO ASKED YOU OUT !? Young lady tell us this instance!” You didn’t expect Lewis’ outbursts — you expect Nando to react that way, but not Lewis!

“It’s not me!!” You tried to bluff once more

“Y/N, we know it’s you” Nico explained with a smile, while you pouted as they all chuckled.

“OK FINE! It’s me” You utter as you gave up the act.

“So I assume the guy you were talking about was Max, right?” Valtteri asked, finally speaking.

“I’m very obvious aren’t I?” You said defeated, as you stood up from your seat and wedged yourself beside Nico.

“Everyone with a pair of eyes knew something was between you and Max, “ Nando said as Valterri nodded in agreement.

“Young lady, you haven’t answered my question. Who asked you? Is it another driver?” Suddenly you felt like you were on the hot seat — as all their eyes focused on you with eyebrows raised. It felt like you were being questioned by your dad.

“Uhmm yes, it’s another driver… it’s Lando” You said as you picked on your nails. A shy smile graces your face.

“ He finally had the balls to ask huh?” Nando snickered

“What?? You also knew?!” You asked flabbergasted. You surveyed the room and saw all of them snickering amongst themselves.

“He did ask for my permission, sort of… it was just jumbled words that didn’t make sense then” Lewis explained as he visibly got less tense.

“Lando asked permission from you?? What are you, my dad?” You asked amused, come to think of it Lewis was sort of a father figure to you. Being that he always supported and guided you ever since the start of your journey in Formula 1

“Well, you sticking around me like a toddler in your first year here doesn’t help, sweetie.” Lewis could only laugh at the memories of him taking care of you. Memories like Lewis driving you around, giving you food, telling you to talk to others.

“And what are you guys? My uncles?” You asked the 3 drivers, who only shrugged and nodded.

“Well, should I say yes to Lando then?” You asked dropping all pretense and just laying it all out

“It wouldn’t hurt to try, Liefjie” Nico advised

“Yeah try something new, Dear. Max had his chance and he didn’t take it. So go have fun with Lando!” Fernando added, patting your hand.

You set your eyes on Valtteri — who only nodded his head with a smile.

“ You have our approval, and we’ll support your decision, sweetie! Do what will make you happy” Lewis said comfortingly

the.Y/N

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the.Y/N Apparently, @lewishamilton is my father?? I was only made notice now, ok I guess.

lewishamilton thank you for the flattering pictures , sweetie 🥲

the.Y/N oh no worries, pops! More to come I swear🤍

user1 Y/N please don’t dogshow the old man 😭

user2 HAHAHAHAAH I swear Y/N is a different breed

user3 Awwww! I always loved it when Lewis calls Y/N sweetie.

user4 The grid father and daughter pairing 🤍

landonorris Oh, You weren’t aware?

the.Y/N No, I was not :)) . I was made aware when someone asked for permission.

landonorris well glad to be of service

lewishamilton @landonorris get your act straight! I already approve

landonorris @lewishamilton will do my very best, sir. Thank you 🫡

the.Y/N I hate and love you both 😮‍💨

User1 Approve of what Sir Lewis?? Lando is approved for what??

mercedesamgf1 family photo with Roscoe when?

the.Y/N already have tons of it in the gallery 😛

You continued to scroll past your feed and Kelly’s post appeared …

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kellypiquet Happiest when with you 💙

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maxverstappen1 💙

You knew that you shouldn’t feel jealousy or anger, but you couldn’t help but frown as you saw Max and Kelly acting all sweet. It still stung that you didn’t mean anything more to Max, all the memories you’ve made you’ve looked at rose-tinted, shattered.

So you strengthened your resolve and focused all your thoughts on your work. You then remembered that you had a date with Lando. You went back to your conversation a while ago

Then slowly, without noticing, a smile bloomed on your face at the thought of Lando Norris.

One date with Lando turned into two, two turned into three, then four and five.

the.Y/N

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the.Y/N So much fun , laughs , and food 🧡 10/10 would do again!

charles_leclerc you aren’t sneaky with that orange heart y/n

the.y/n 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

lewishamilton stay safe and go home early ~ i’m watching you two.

the.Y/N hehehe will do, promise

User1 Ms. Y/N are you seeing someone 🧐

the.Y/N I dunno~ maybeeee

User2 ok! Im invested. Who is it @the.Y/N?? Please spill

User2 this is so Lando Norris coded I swear.

User 6 I know!! Golf and karting? Could they be more obvious. Ughh I ship it🧡

User3 you look sooooooo pretty Y/N!! who ever’s dating , I hope they could fight . 😤

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User3 LANDO NORRIS LIKED MY COMMENT??? HELLO?!

User4 Lando????!!

You were progressively forgetting your feelings for the Dutch Red Bull Driver . How can you not? When Lando Norris had been showering you with so much love and affection.

Then finally, Lando asked you to be his girlfriend. You said yes. You were ready to let someone else in your heart— and this time you were sure that there was someone to catch you when you fell.

your story close friends

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charles_leclerc I made this couple 💪 It was all MEEEE.

landonorris 🧡🤍 someones getting bolder ey?

maxverstappen1 haha i’ve been replaced as your bestfriend 😂

landonorris story

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the.Y/N And I was bold? Ok soft launch ~ Kudos mr. Norris! I won’t go down without a fight tho 🫡

charles_leclerc someones being braveee

carlossainz55 Landino! Are you and y/n ready to share to the world then?

The two of you kept everything on the low, yet you didn’t keep it a secret — only very select few knew. Lando and you wanted to enjoy what you two had to yourselves first. Everyone outside your circle thought that the two of you were just friends.

But that didn’t stop either of you from posting online.

Max saw your posts and the feeling of something clawing in his stomach resurfaced. He didn’t like it one bit. It has been 2 months ever since he found out that Lando held feelings for you. And it has been a month since the two of you properly spoke. And if he were honest to himself, Max missed your presence dearly.

Kelly didn’t have anything in common with him. And most of the time, he grew bored and he just wanted to crawl back to his sim and drive constantly.

Max missed talking about everything and nothing with you. He missed how you shared his interests and how the two of you explored every one of them. Max just missed… You.

The longer he stared at his phone screen, the deeper his anxiety rose. He didn’t like what he saw, not one bit. He needed to do something about it.

***

You are lounging in your Boyfriend’s condo, dressed in a hoodie that you stole from his dresser. Soft music played on the centralized sound system.

Lando was inside his streaming room live on Twitch, while you made your way into his kitchen and started to cook dinner for the two of you. Lando did love your cooking.

Then suddenly your phone rang and to your surprise it was Max calling. Without any further thought, you picked up the call.

“Hello, Y/N?” You heard Max’s voice on the line, the usual butterflies present in your stomach were now absent. You didn’t feel the bubbling sensation you used to feel when Max unexpectedly called.

Then suddenly, you heard Lando shout nonsense, probably at his best mate. A smile grazed your lips as you heard your boyfriend’s shout in the distance.

“Oh, hi Max! What’s up?” You asked curiously, balancing your phone on your shoulders as you took out the ingredients from the fridge.

“Where are you, right now? No one’s answering the front door” Max’s reply startled you. Why is he at your house all of a sudden?

“What? You’re in my house… uh why?” You asked, a tone of confusion present in your voice

“It’s Wednesday, Movie night remember” You were filled with even more perplexity for the Red Bull driver. The two of you haven’t talked one one-on-one for nearly a month, not even through chat. Movie nights with Max were long forgotten.

“Max…. We haven’t had movie night in 3 months.” You replied carefully.

“Uhm, we can start again?” You sensed the hopelessness in his voice.

“I’m sorry Max, I’m at Lando’s right now… and I don’t think your girlfriend would appreciate it if we suddenly continued movie nights”

“You’re at Lando’s? Y/N its already la-”

“Max I think it’s best if we kept our distance… yeah?” You suddenly interjected, clearly stating your boundaries.

“What?! Why?” Max asked incredulously

“Max … you have a girlfriend! I don’t want to create any misunderstandings. And I don’t want Lando to have doubts … considering that I used to have feelings for you before. But we can still hang out … but in a group setting”

You didn’t mean to spill everything and tell Max of your past feelings for him, but you found yourself relieved of letting it out of your chest. Now you could truly say that you have moved on.

There was silence before Max had finally answered. “Oh… ok. I understand”

“Bye Max” At that you ended the call, leaving that part of your past behind.

The sound of the call ending echoed in Max’s head. The words you’ve said slowly dawned on him.

You liked him? Since when? Suddenly understanding and relief filled Max. He realized that he liked you more than just a sister. He didn’t look at you as just a friend. He suddenly understood the emotions that he was so afraid to explore before. What he felt for you was something so strong that it scared him. It wasn’t like what he felt when he was with Kelly, no. But with you, He felt vulnerable, He felt like everything was on the table because you understood him so well.

Then suddenly Max froze, as if cold water was dumped all over him. You said liked … past tensed. You didn’t like him anymore. Max was suddenly filled with dread, chest hurting as if tons of weight pressed on it.

He had his chances in making you his, and his alone. Max Verstappen maybe the fastest driver on the grid , but outside the track — he had failed to switch gears from making you from a friend to much much more. He had lost you and it was all his fault.

landonorris

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landonorris the world should see the forever view of my camera lens. Love you , stranger 🧡

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the.Y/N I love you more, stranger🧡

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[eli0004]

Possible request only if you get time slash want to <3, can be headcanons but I always like to ask.

Levi’s reaction to having feelings for reader, (possibly them being established friends or at least comrades) but Levi noticing reader already has someone pursuing them too? How do you think Levi would react if someone else was pursuing reader, would it encourage him to voice his emotions?

Lets say in this instance the “competition” isn’t someone Levi views as nothing, could possibly be someone deemed as “good looking” and Levi feels off when the person gives reader attention.

This is such a good idea Anon, i love the way you think!

Pairing: Levi x GN! Reader

Synopsis: How Levi behaves when he has competition 😈

Warnings: jealousy, an arrogant man lmfao

I had to do a lot of thinking about this, for one reason. Levi is very selfless, and i do believe, canonically speaking, that he would simply back up and let you make that choice. Ultimately he would rather you be happy, regardless of how that affected him.

Especially since in a lot of ways, he would likely not see himself as fully capable of providing you with that level of happiness.

And, if that other person is someone who, like you said, Levi deems more attractive or more suitable for you, i think he would have a hard time convincing himself that he’s more worthy of your attention, let alone you.

And having met you and then found out someone else had their eye on you, he thinks: What could he possibly learn about you that the other guy doesn’t already know? Tactics he could use that haven’t already been tried? Conversations he could have with you, that hadn’t already been had?

But, alternatively, let’s say he had known you first, and had been the one to get to know you before the other person did. Levi would be a bit salty.

You’d sat with him, told him your stories, he knows about your favorite foods, how you like your tea, how you bite your lip when you concentrate. Even though his quiet listening and your mindless chattering, the two of you had become close.

To the naked eye, it appeared Levi had simply taken a liking to your company, but for him it was far more than that. Selfishly, he loved you.

When you introduced him to your new friend, it wasn’t long before you picked up on his jealousy.

The other guy, we’ll call him number two (because he could never be number one in comparison with Levi Ackerman), could flatter and flirt all he wanted, he doesn’t know you like Levi knows you.

He’d watch as number two flashed his handsome smiles, called you beautiful, bragged about his wealth and how he could care for you. He’d roll his eyes when he’d pass him by on the way to bring you a dozen roses

“Don’t you know anything about y/n? They prefer lilies. At least take them out of that tacky plastic first, how embarrassing.”

“That isn’t how y/n likes their tea, that’s far too much sugar. You’d know that if you ever bothered to stop talking about yourself.”

Levi isn’t the type to intentionally sabotage a budding relationship, but he is the type to sulk about it for as long as it takes for him to get over you. Ultimately, the only way he’d intervene is if he caught any indication that you might reciprocate his feelings.

I believe he’d struggle knowing what to say in person, so he’d write you a letter. He’d describe to you how he initially didn’t intend to tell you, how he wanted to back off and let you make the choice to be with whoever made you happy. But that if what he’d heard was true, he couldn’t stand by and let you slip through his fingers.

Levi would be anxious, absolutely miserable, stomach churning and mind racing while he waited for your response. But, that nervousness would quickly dissolve into delight as he spotted number two looking rather dejected, sending Levi a nasty glare and shoving his hands in his pockets as you let him down gently the next day.

There was a twinkle in your eyes as yours met his, a knowing smile spreading across your face. When you greeted him that morning, voice soft and flirtatious, he knew he’d won.

#attack on titan #aot #aot x reader #aot headcanons #aot smut #aot x y/n #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #levi x reader #levi angst #levi headcanons #levi aot #snk levi #levi attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #snk

[nucleo-bang-tan]

Grayscale Pt.2 | JJK

Pairing/s: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Cheating AU, highschool sweethearts, first love

Rating/s: No detailed explicit content, but wouldn't recommend it for minors.

Warning/s: SH!!, Major heartbreak (duh), Jungkook is literally a liar and a dirty, dirty cheat (not irl, he's an angel), mentions of sex with another woman, lmk if I'm forgetting anything.

A/N: Please leave comments, I would love to hear from you guys. Critique my writing and tell me if I'm doing anything wrong, really appreciate it.

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Series Masterlist

Part 1, Part 2

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Gaeul never wanted this. She never wanted to feel like such a disappointment. But whenever she was with you, she felt like one.

Ever since she transferred to your school, she was no longer the center of attraction. You were so, so kind and so patient with everyone, even with her.

You had helped Gaeul with adjusting to her new school even when you barely knew her.

At her previous school, Gaeul was the top student, and top athlete. But when her father succumbed to his illnesses, she had no option but to move in with her uncle.

The change of pace affected her studies and performance a lot but Gaeul could always count on you to help her with anything.

She would never admit that to some extent, she was jealous of you. Jealous of the attention you received.

"Hey, umm... Gaeul, was it?" She was caught off guard by her crush, Jeon Jungkook.

She tried her best to act nonchalant. Maybe he was trying to finally ask her out.

She fiddled with the cuffs of her school uniform, "Yeah? What's up?"

The anticipation was building up in her belly, or was it just the butterflies he gave her?

"You're friends with Y/n, right?" The mention of your name almost made her lose her cool.

Ofcourse you two were friends, not close ones, but friends nevertheless.

"Y-yeah, what about it?" She tried to contain her distaste towards you. Yet again, you took the attention, but this time, from the person Gaeul wanted the most.

"Does she... she doesn't have a boyfriend, right? I'm asking for a friend." He said.

She sighed, "She doesn't. Her parents would never let her. They'd kill her."

Gaeul could see Jungkook's face light up.

He smiled, "So, it's her parents? She can't have a boyfriend because of her parents?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

"So would you do me a favour?" Jungkook asked.

"Sure, what is it?" Maybe it was her only chance to get closer to Jungkook, she wasn't going to risk it.

"Bring her to the basketball game this evening. I- my friend will handle the rest."

Gaeul wasn't dumb, she knew this wasn't for his friend. But whatever, she thought, you were probably too stuck up to date someone like Jungkook anyway.

Jungkook was really easy-going and shy and always loved to beat your ass in a match.

You on the other hand loved confident guys and were competitive. It wasn't surprising to know that half the school had a crush on you and Jungkook was among them.

But there was no way you would like Jungkook, right? Right...?

Oh, Gaeul was so wrong. She realised it way too late when she saw you two kissing in the gymnasium.

So after she balled her eyes out for a day or two, she decided it's enough. She was tired of you being better than her.

"Gaeul!" You approached her and hugged her.

"Hey, Y/n." She feigned a smile.

"I cannot thank you enough. You unknowingly helped me and Jungkook a lot."

She realised that she could one-up you. You were hot, for sure. But Gaeul had experience, she could seduce Jungkook easily.

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"Would you stop? I'm not telling Y/n about this because you are her best friend. Think about her." Jungkook had pulled Gaeul aside. "Plus, don't you have a boyfriend? Second one this month?"

Your friend group was at a club celebrating your nineteenth birthday. You were finally legal and Jungkook decided he'd teach you a thing or two about drinking.

She put a hand on the man's chest and stepped closer, "They would never know. Plus, you have your needs. I'm sure you won't be satisfied by her."

"Shut up, Gaeul. Stop trying to make moves on me, it's not going to work." He walked back to the bar where you were getting a bit too tipsy.

Your best friend watched as he led you outside the club, probably to get you back to your shared apartment.

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But one faithful night for Gaeul, was when you were sick and she found Jungkook studying in the college library alone.

Jungkook didn't notice her until she sat beside him, her skimpy skirt riding up catching his eye.

He cleared his throat and whispered, "What do you want?"

She leaned forward and whispered back, "You know what I want." And placed a hand on his well-built thigh.

But surprisingly, he didn't react to her touch as usual—like it was poison.

He was extremely stressed due to his finals. You being sick didn't help.

"Why do you do this?" He asked eyeing her legs.

"Maybe because I can love you more than Y/n could ever dream of."

He raised his eyebrow, "Trust me, I don't even wanna know. I can't do this right now, just leave."

Her hand trailed up, "Maybe you could use a little stress relief?"

Jungkook tried to make sense of it all, why did he do it? He loved you more than anything, more than he could ever imagine loving anyone. Yet, he found himself buried inside some other girl.

When he returned home, he hoped you were asleep because he was sure he couldn't face you. But you weren't, you stayed up, waiting for him.

He cried in your arms, muttering around a hundred sorry's. He never said why he was apologising. But you kept saying you loved him through it all which made it worse for him.

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Jungkook got up from her bed, finding his shirt, "We can't keep doing this, I-"

"You give in to me all the time, Jungkook. I'm starting to feel bad for Y/n." Gaeul passed him his underwear.

"You're literally the worst person in the world and not to mention the best actor." He slung his bag over his shoulder and looked at her naked form for what he promised himself was the last time.

She smirked, "I'd do it all for love."

"Fuck you."

And fuck her is what he did over the years. Over and over and over again. He knew it was strictly physical for him but for her, he was the love of her life.

He decided to get married to you and maybe then Gaeul would stop. But it was him, he was the problem. He couldn't stop himself.

He knew you were more than enough for him. He could give you all the love he had with him then why?

He gave up at some point, he gave up trying to be loyal to you.

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"Jungkook?" You sat beside him on the couch.

"Yeah, baby?" He looked up from his phone, a smile still evident on his features. No doubt, he was texting her.

Jungkook noticed the change in your behaviour and appearance. You didn't wear his hoodies, the colour under your eyes became darker by the day, you rejected cuddles and never even asked or let him have sex with you, which was weird since the both of you had similar drives.

And the worst of it all, he didn't see you smile during these days.

So now, he was a bit surprised when he realised you initiated a conversation.

He placed his phone aside and slid closer to you. He didn't offer you any hugs or cuddles because he knew something was off.

"Eunwoo's gonna come over to help me with something." Your voice cracked despite your efforts to be stable and calm about it.

He smiled, "Yeah? Sure, we can have him over for as long as you'd like. But why can't I help you?"

"It's nothing. He'll be here in a few hours." You got up and tried to leave. Much to your dismay, your husband held your wrist to stop you.

"Are you alright, baby?" The question almost made you scoff. But you didn't. You wanted to scream at yourself because you didn't scoff at him and leave.

Instead, you melted into his touch and smiled.

"I'm- yeah, I'm good." You said as he pulled you onto his lap. The feeling was so familiar, almost like it was second nature to you.

You wanted to slap him, yell at him, throw a tantrum. But you didn't.

You sighed as your body softened. He caressed your hair, it was an instinct.

"Tell me." He whispered while kissing the top of your head.

You gulped, this was bad. This was so, so bad. You never wanted to be in this position with him today. You should have left. But you didn't.

Instead, you let him kiss you. You were human afterall, how could you stop yourself from loving your own husband?

It felt like home.

He felt like home.

But you weren't his.

Your own best friend could provide him with more comfort than you could.

You sighed into the kiss, letting him take over.

Just one more time wouldn't hurt, right? Letting him take care of you just once more? You begged yourself not to fall into him even if it was the last time. But you couldn't help yourself.

You broke the kiss, eyes tearing up, "Jungkook..."

"What is it, baby?" He pulled you into a hug.

It took you a few seconds to calm your breaths, "Am I enough?"

He pulled back to look you straight in the eyes, lying to you was a second nature to him at this point, "Yeah, baby. I would never want anyone but you."

You smiled, "You sure?"

Jungkook couldn't help but feel as if something, heck, a lot was off about your question.

He should have been truthful, he should have been honest at the time, maybe you would have stayed, "I'd never lie to you."

You couldn't help but chuckle a bit at his response making him confused. There was no way you found out anything about him and Gaeul, right?

You got up, "I'll just be in the bedroom..."

It was so casual, as if you didn't know anything. It was so uncanny for Jungkook. As if it was a normal day for you two. But it was anything but normal.

After a while, one of your college friends, Eunwoo rang the doorbell. You didn't even need to think twice before opening it.

Your friend was fuming to say the least and mind you, Eunwoo was never even angry.

"Where is he?" He asked.

"Eunwoo, I just... let's just leave." You said giving him space to come inside the house.

"Leave? You want to just leave after what he did?" He asked, frowning.

You sighed, eyes in a constant state of glistening, "I don't want to-"

"Hey, man. What's up?" Your husband walked in, greeting your friend.

But instead of some kind words, Eunwoo was quick to greet him with his fist to Jungkook's jaw.

The hit was so hard and sudden, it made him fall onto the floor.

"Jungkook!" You gasped trying to get to him but Eunwoo didn't let you. He held you behind him, protecting you like Jungkook was a wild animal and your friend was your guard.

Your husband was stunned but didn't stay down for long. He wiped his bloody lip with the back of his hand.

"You befriend my wife, come to my house and hit me? What the fuck was that?"

Eunwoo chuckled bitterly, "You don't deserve to call her your wife. That was for what you did."

Surely, you didn't know about Gaeul and him. But the way Eunwoo just hit him told him something else.

"I don't want this, let's leave, please." You tried to reason with him.

Jungkook looked visibly confused to which Eunwoo replied, "I'm taking her to my house."

"W-What do you mean?" Jungkook's eyes caught yours.

"Do I really need to explain, Jeon? I'm talking about Gaeul and you. I can't let Y/n stay here with you."

All the colour on Jungkook's face instantly turned pale, the only contrast being his busted lip.

"Y/n, it's not- I- no..." He looked at you for anything, a single word but all you did was look away, tears threatening to fall.

"Don't even try to explain, she's leaving with me."

Jungkook blinked, processing it all. You couldn't leave him. There was no way he was letting you leave with someone else.

"Y/n, please hear me out... it was nothing, I tried to-" He was cut off by another hit to his jaw making him stumble backwards.

This time you didn't bother to look at him. You knew Eunwoo was holding himself back for you. You couldn't bear seeing Jungkook hurt like that.

"You actually have no shame, huh? Stop trying to explain anything. I know, she knows."

Jungkook walked towards you, trying to touch you, he was already crying. But Eunwoo didn't let him near you.

"Please, Y/n, listen to me. I- please..." His voice came out coarse and his breath, bated.

Eunwoo looked disgusted at him, after what he did, he should not even have a chance to explain himself. But Jungkook fell onto his knees, looking up at you.

"I beg you, Y/n. Don't leave me. Please. I love you. I love you more than anything."

But you couldn't bear to look at him, instead, you looked at Eunwoo and silently whispered to him, "Shall we leave?" Your tears betrayed your commands.

Your friend took your hand in his, and led you away from Jungkook, away from the love of your life. Away from everything you ever had.

Jungkook knew he couldn't stop you. Not when you had your friend with you, not when he knew you didn't want to stay.

But he still rushed to you, and hugged your legs, "I can't do this without you, Y/n. Please, please.... don't do this to me."

You looked down and caressed his hair, all you could do was smile, "I love you, Jungkook. You are my everything, but I'm not yours."

"No, no, Y/n. I don't want anything or anyone but you. I promise you the world."

"You did that 11 years ago as well, but look at us now." You kept caressing his hair, it felt so familiar.

Jungkook knew there was nothing he could do, "No, I-"

"Get off of her, that's enough."

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Gaeul entered the house in a rush, "Jungkook?"

The said man was lying practically lifeless on the couch. He didn't even bother to see or acknowledge her.

"Jungkook, hey baby. Finally, she left. I heard-"

Jungkook just simply whispered, "Get out..."

"What?"

"Get the fuck out of my house..."

"What's wrong? Aren't you relieved that she left?"

"I don't want to see your face, ever. Just go away before I do something."

Gaeul flinched, "Kookie, come on..."

"I said..." Jungkook yelled at her, "...get the fuck out before I hurt you."

"What did I do?" She backed away.

"What did you do? You ruined everything. And for what? Some high school jealousy? I love her, Gaeul. Never in a million years can I live without her."

She looked annoyed, "After all these years? You still love her? Then why the fuck would you fuck me? Say all those pretty words to me instead of her?"

Jungkook had no idea why.

He was the one who ruined it all, Gaeul was just a factor. But blaming her made it much less painful than it already was.

"I never loved you, Gaeul. I've always loved Y/n. You have never been enough for me."

"What are you talking about?"

"You have always known it's going to be her, I would never want to be with you."

Gaeul blinked, trying to process it all. She knew Jungkook didn't love her but saying it out loud in this way?

She had originally planned to ruin your relationship as a challenge for herself, but along the way, she fell in love. And Jungkook always ignored it.

She always assumed it was because he didn't want a messy break up and loved the thrill of it all.

"Jungkook..."

He closed his eyes and covered his eyes with his forearm, not wanting to see or hear anymore from her.

"So that's it? We're over?" She looked at him for a denial.

"How delusional can you be? We never were anything."

She chuckled, "And that is why you ruined your marriage?"

"And what about you? Feeling better about your insecure self?" He replied.

"Jungkook, listen to me. We can start over, leave her behind..."

And that is how Jungkook ended up throwing her out of the house.

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A knock on your door woke you up. You had no idea when you fell asleep, exhausted from all the happenings and crying.

Every moment felt like a burden to you. Every breath felt heavy. You had poured everything in for Jungkook and now you were completely drained.

You told yourself repeatedly, it was not your fault, not even a bit. But you couldn't deny that you tried to ignore all the bright red signs.

You sat up, your arms barely helped. The brush of your shirt against your stomach burned because of the fresh cuts you gave yourself.

You were living at Eunwoo's house for the past 2 weeks. He had been really supportive through every single bit of this ordeal. He even let you sleep on the bed while he rested on the couch.

Staying with him felt really comfortable, he made sure you had everything you needed. But it reminded you of Jungkook, and how he never let anything bother you.

"Hey... are you alright?" He said, entering.

You smile, "Much better I think. Cried more than I should."

"I uh- I'm sorry for this but..."

"But what?"

"Someone..." He sighed, "Jungkook is here to talk to you."

You looked down at your sleeve-clad hands on your lap, you knew this time was coming. You knew you had to talk to him. Forgiveness was not an option but talking would help a lot with the closure.

You had blocked Jungkook a couple of days after you left. He never stopped calling, not even for a single minute, hoping you'd pick up. Everytime he did, your heart physically ached for him.

But despite this, you weren't sure if you could talk to him without breaking down.

You weren't sure how you survived this long.

You didn't want to survive this long.

"I'll stay here while you two talk, is that fine?" Eunwoo asked.

You took a deep breath. You had thought this through, "I wanna be alone with him."

"Are you sure, I don't mind staying here."

"It's going to be fine, Eunwoo."

Your friend nodded and stepped aside and left letting your ex-lover step inside.

You could barely recognise him. He looked extremely dehydrated and starved. His cheeks no longer held their plumpness. His eyes only seemed to hold life the moment they were laid on you. He looked drunk. But you could tell he made an effort to look presentable to you.

The two of you mirrored each other when your eyes met. Jungkook, however, was the first to let his tears flow.

"Y/n..." He tested the waters by slowly walking towards the bed you were sitting on.

He kneeled down near the edge and extended his arms to touch you. But you didn't let him and it didn't take a genius to understand why.

"S-Say what you want to, Jungkook." You mentally cursed at yourself for stuttering. But how were you supposed to stay calm?

Jungkook had a whole speech prepared. He wanted to apologise for everything he did, everything he lied about and assurr you that he'd never do it again.

But all he could mutter up was, "I'm sorry, Y/n..."

"How long?" You asked. You were always a calm person, and always relied on Jungkook to stand up for you.

He gulped at your stern tone, "5 years..."

The crack in your heart could be heard by him. Tears were long out of your control.

"Y-You... for 5 fucking years?" You cried, "You were with that bitch for 5 years? Jungkook, did you ever even love me?"

"I love you, Y/n, please believe me on this. It was strictly physical with Gaeul."

You scoffed, "Does that even matter!? You fucked my best friend for 5 years, Jungkook. You fucked her when I was right beside you two."

His eyes widened, he had no idea you were awake at the time. He looked at you with pure pain in his eyes. Jungkook wasn't much of an empath but he could feel everything when he was with you.

"If you loved me..." You sobbed, "...you would've told me what the hell was wrong with me. Wasn't I enough?"

"No, no, Y/n, baby. You are more than enough, I-"

Jungkook's eyes landed on your wrist where your sleeve had ridden up. He looked more heartbroken than ever. As if the ground under his feet suddenly decided it didn't want to hold him up.

"Y/n... y-you started again?"

It took you a while but when you realised what he was referring to, you quickly covered your whole body with a blanket, still feeling as if it wasn't enough.

"Please..." He bowed down with his head on the edge of the bed, "...please forgive me, I- I never wanted this to happen..."

You couldn't help but roll your eyes at him, "But it did happen, Jungkook. And I can never forgive you for it. Maybe if it was a one night thing, heck, even a few couple of times. But we're talking 5 years."

He continued crying with his head down. You reached out to touch the back of his hand, which was held in a fist.

He immediately relaxed at your action.

"You humiliated me, Jungkook. Y-You keep apologising but it won't change the fact."

He looked up at you, you face kind as ever. He wanted you to be screaming at him, throwing stuff at him, he didn't even mind if you beat the living shit out of him. He hated this, he hated this so much.

He was the cause of what you were going through, he was the exact things he tried all his life to save you from—pain and disappointment.

"Jungkook?" You said, ever-so-calmly. But everything that had happened was evident in your shaky voice.

"Y-Yeah?"

"Do you love me? Even a little bit?"

It didn't take a single millisecond for him to answer, "Never have I ever loved anything more than I love you..."

"Then, let me let go of you." You whispered, bringing his hand to your lips and placing one last small kiss.

He shuddered, trying his best to not let go of your hand, but it slipped.

Everything he ever had, everything he ever wanted, lost.

You didn't say anything, you didn't need to. Jungkook knew you better than you did, he knew what your words signified. It was the end. The end of everything.

The sound of the door opening, Eunwoo speaking, everything seemed drowned out for him.

He didn't say anything either, he just got up and left. He didn't know where to, he didn't have a home, just an empty shell of what used to be.

#bts fic #new writer boost #bts #bts smut #bts fanfic #jeon jungkook #jeongguk #nucleo bang tan #jungkook #infedility #dont worry guys #she'll be fine #i think

[xuhuihuis]

Wrong Move | Sung Hanbin

warnings: danceteacher!hanbin, dancer!reader, public sex, blowjob, petnames, dom!reader at the end

“Are we really making the same mistakes again?” Hanbin’s voice boomed through the crowded practice room. Hanbin ordered the full team to stay in the practice room late before leaving for the competition the next day. He wanted to spend the time correcting the small mistakes and the finer details, but he has ended up stressing himself out more than before. All he cared about was making everything as perfect as he could before you all had to get on that flight and then impress the judges. 

Normally, he wasn't this strict when it came to the day before the competition, but as it was one of the biggest of the year, Hanbin was much more on edge. You could see in his eyes how tired he was, and it made you feel bad for him. Spending way more hours than usual in the studio just to help the team get that first place trophy. By the blank look in his eyes, you could all tell that he wasn't very happy. Standing there, trying to avoid all eye contact with him as he runs his fingers through his hair, struggling to find the right words to say. 

“Do we really think that was acceptable? It was one of the messiest runs I have seen so far. The competition is tomorrow, people.” He looked around the room, almost looking for an answer, but there was no reply. The room was so silent that you could hear a pin drop. The way Hanbin was talking took you by surprise, as he was never like this, but now the sleepless nights working ungodly hours are catching up on both him and the rest of the team. 

There was a clear distance between Hanbin and you all, as you wanted to stay as far away from him as you could. A frustrated sigh fell from his lips, and he planted his hands on his hips before talking once again. His once angry look now became softer as he finally gave in to the frustration. The pressure was not helping the situation at all; now all you can do is try your best at the competition and then hope for the best. After all, Hanbin is one of the best dance teachers in the country. Everyone tried their best to even get a dance class with him, never mind being on the competition team and seeing him every day. 

“You can all head home now." His voice was almost a whisper that couldn’t be heard even from a couple feet away from him. Spending any more time in the studio than you already have would just ruin the end result of the day, as you are all so tired, so he needed you to all go home and rest finally. A couple of the members almost jumped for joy hearing the news; they couldn’t move quick enough to head home. Laughter erupted in the room as you all filed away one by one. Until it was just you left there in the room with Hanbin...

“Is everything okay, Hanbin?” Your voice snapped the man out of his own daydream, quickly turning around to see the serious concern on your face. Over the last couple weeks, he has felt so isolated and lonely, with no one else being there to talk to him on a human level. He felt so relieved to finally have this sense of relief in some way, and the fact it was with you made it better. Without saying a word, you pulled him over to the couch in the corner and sat facing Hanbin to give him your full attention. The man felt a weight come off his chest as he sat down with you before even talking about his worries. 

“Tell me everything." You looked deeply into his eyes as he started to ramble on about all of his worries about the competition ahead of you, also talking about the pressure that he has on him to make you all win. During the conversation, you never directed your attention away from him at all. 

You didn’t mean to, but unconsciously, your hand started to move up his arm to pet it in an innocent way to help calm Hanbin down. His skin was so soft and warm, just like his personality outside of the practice room. Accidentally, you choked on a moan as Hanbin flexed the muscle in his bicep as he moved on the couch. It then dawned on you that, for the last five minutes, you hadn’t listened to a word he said. 

“Y/N?” Hanbin looked at you blankly before you came back into reality to excuse yourself for what you had just done to him. This can’t be happening right now, can it? There was no denying that he was a very handsome man, but what if people see you both together? What if this has an effect on the team? Between you both, the tension could be cut with a knife, waiting on someone saying something or anything, for that matter. 

Quickly scrambling to your feet to try and run, but he used his strength against you to his advantage, pulling you into his lap and looking him straight in the eyes. He left you breathless and confused, to the point where you didn't know where to look. Now your heart was pounding out of your chest and pounding in your ears, taking over all of the other senses. Luckily, the full studio was now empty, looking down the corridor through the reflection in the mirror.

His thighs were so strong beneath you, feeling them flex every time he moved. As you adjusted yourself in his lap, you accidentally rubbed against his half-hard cock. Hanbin had done his best to hide it, but now he has been caught red handed. Just from feeling his cock through his shorts, you could tell how thick he was. Only imagining what he would feel like inside of you. 

Hanbin smiled from under you as he caught you looking at his lips, asking you to kiss him without saying it. He slowly wrapped his arms around your waist before pulling you in until your body was flushed against his chest. You could feel his cock begging for attention the more you moved on top of him. Hanbin was fighting everything inside of him to not give into the sinful desires, but the look in your eyes was making it impossible. 

Everything moves so fast as you lean in to finally kiss him, letting your lips melt against his. It felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulder as you kissed him more, getting used to the sweet taste of his lips. Hanbin’s moans were muffled by your lips as you subtly grind your hips against his, trying to get a reaction out of him. Finally, letting your hands rest at the back of his neck, play with the stray hairs before pulling away. 

Even though this shouldn’t be happening in a professional setting, it just felt right in the moment, and no one was giving any permission. You didn’t expect to be drunk on the taste of Hanbin’s lips, but the subtle vanilla from his lip balm was becoming your new favourite thing. The poor man was sitting underneath you, more flustered than ever, with no kiss compared to what he just experienced with you. Quietly chuckling at the sight of his rosy cheeks from being so flustered and caught up in the moment,.

“Can you get on your knees for me, Y/N?” He whispered against the skin of your neck before you quickly moved between his legs into the space he created. Now. all things that would've been a distraction have faded into the background as you had the golden opportunity to make him feel so good. Letting your hands tease his clothed inner thighs as you get comfortable, watching closely at any reaction and using it to your advantage later. 

“Are you sure about this?” Your voice was filled with concern as you asked him one more time before going any further, stripping him of his shorts and underwear. Taking one last gulp before hooking your fingers underneath his shorts and underwear, getting them both off at the same time. Hanbin couldn’t help but groan at the feeling of finally being free from his constraints, letting his cock rest on his lower stomach. 

His cock was so thick and heavy on his stomach, leaking the prettiest pearly white beads of precum waiting on your lips being wrapped around him. It was one of the prettiest cocks you will ever see, most drooling and trying to take all of the beauty in. Hanbin couldn’t help but gain a confidence boost as he saw you gawk at just the sight of his cock. 

“Take your time, gorgeous,” Hanbin reminded you as he watched through half lidded eyes. Finally gaining confidence, you take his cock by the base in one hand as your tongue starts to lick the head, teasing him. Teasing the slit of his head with the tip of your tongue, beads of precum landed on your tongue. Surprisingly, he tasted divine, unlike some men you have dated before. All of your teasing was making Hanbin squirm in his place before you gave him more. 

Whimpering as a large amount of spit travels down the length of his cock, lubricating it more to make it easier to jerk him off and take him down your throat. Hanbin gasped loudly as your lips finally wrapped around his length, using your hands to jerk off the rest of what you couldn't take. Slowly bobbing your head up and down his length, never taking your eyes off of him. He was a simple man after all; just the innocent look in your eyes drove him wild. He is trying his best not to cum too early, giving you the time to really soak up what it is like to suck him off.

After a while, you did get used to the feeling of the weight of Hanbin’s cock on your tongue, and it was the one thing driving you wild. Slightly gagging, the more of his thick cock you took down your throat, the more he was starting to slowly fall in love with you. He let his hands reach down to you to hold onto your cheeks, caressing them with such love as you battled to take every inch of his cock. One day you would be able to take him all, but today wasn't that day. But you never know.

“Fuck, you're so good, darling." Hanbin gritted through his teeth as you jerked him off quicker and hollowed out your cheeks, sucking on him that little bit harder. He was unable to think straight, never mind thinking about holding back on his orgasm. Very quickly, his high built up once again, attempting to warn you, but you were in your own world, getting too drunk on lust.

All Hanbin could do was sit there and take it, holding back any stray hair from your face. You were determined to make him cum, wanting to see how pretty he looked as his eyes rolled to the back of his head and his whole body shook from pleasure. Your moans around his cock sent shivers up his spine, only pushing his orgasm closer. Looking up from the spot between his legs, you were met with a beautiful sight of Hanbin trying to grip onto the arms of the couch to ground himself. 

“It's too much!” His voice was like a broken call for help as his hips thrust messily into your mouth. Closing your eyes tightly before he shoots warm, white, thick ribbons down your throat. You moaned as he squirmed all because of you; no one else has ever made him cum this early.

"Aww, such a bad boy. Did I give up permission?” He looked at you with a blank expression, thinking of what he could've done wrong. After all, you were the one that made him feel so good, but is he a good boy or a brat? It was going to be a long night for him; he just knew it would be.

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» 𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: 𝙄𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙖𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮, 𝙊𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙏𝙤𝙤𝙧𝙪 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨.

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» 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙎𝙢𝙪𝙩, 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜!, 𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 18+, 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙚!𝙊𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙬𝙖, 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙩?, 𝙫𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝙨𝙚𝙭 (𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜), 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡, 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙁𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛, 𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩

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» 𝘼/𝙉: 𝙁𝙪𝙣 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙊𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙞𝙣 𝙃𝙖𝙞𝙠𝙮𝙪𝙪, 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 𝙄𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙎𝙐𝙍𝙋𝙍𝙄𝙎𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝘼𝙏 𝘼𝙇𝙇. 𝙀𝙉𝙅𝙊𝙔 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝘿𝙄𝙍𝙏𝙔 𝘾𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙁𝙄𝘾! (𝙄 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙄 𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙯𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙟𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙙.)

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Your boyfriend hated Oikawa Tooru with all of his being. 

You knew it, Oikawa knew it, everyone knows it. Of course it was just him being bitter because Oikawa was and will always be a better setter than he will ever be. Kami (your boyfriend) has never made it to nationals, his team always losing against Aoba Johsai, With every match point ending in him on the ground while Oikawa looked down at him, Flashing him a snobby look down his way. 

It always ended with Oikawa having the last laugh, as much as your boyfriend could talk shit, hate, and despise the talented setter, Oikawa always walked away with a smug smile. It fueled anger inside Kami like nobody else knew. 

At the end of every single day you always supported your boyfriend, as a good girlfriend should. Even though it would always end in an argument he made sure to tell you that he was grateful for trying to cheer him up. Trying.

After dating for over a year you would think you’d know almost everything about the boy, right? Well, that’s wrong. 

Everyday he surprised you with new things, petty comebacks, destructive behavior, and aggressiveness . It only made the relationship more tense between the two of you. You won’t lie to people when being asked if the two of you fought a lot. Because you guys did, a lot. 

But you loved him, you stayed because at one point there was a time where he wasn’t like that. You also stayed because you know it was just the competitiveness inside of him taking over, He was never this angry of a person he is now. 

It also made you confide in him when he would turn up at your front door with flowers and chocolates, apologizing for his behavior about the argument before. He seemed to be less tense when you would come watch his games, and sometimes it would even end in moments where he would be sweet to you. If he lost though, that was a different story. If he lost you had to get out of his way or it would turn into a screaming match in front of his team, which left the stadium silent, loud echoes of whispers. 

It also didn’t help that you went to another school, specifically Aoba Johsai. Not only were you far away from your boyfriend most of the time, you also spent five days out of the week in the same school as his enemy. The one he hated the most. 

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“You aren’t friends with him are you?” Kami asks, his anger rising by the second that you could feel it through the screen of your cell phone. 

Nervous, your eyes glance at Oikawa, leaning against your locker with a smirk that you wanted to slap off his face. Putting a finger over your lips, you signal for Oikawa to stay quiet, which only makes him want to talk even more, but he holds back, knowing you’d get shit for it. 

Kami clears his throat which brings your attention back. “No, babe, stop worrying.” Your voice is bright, trying to convince him as much as possible. Which works, he’s only now talking about how tired he is from practicing with determination to beat Oikawa. You’re pretty sure if you hung up he wouldn’t notice. 

And as you two exchange goodbyes, Oikawa is holding up his middle finger to the phone. Rolling your eyes, you finish taking your notebooks out for class, slamming your locker door shut. 

“Why are you even with him? He’s a loser.” Oikawa stands tall in front of you, flexing for you to keep his eyes on him. “Oh? You’re one to talk.” A smirk creeps on your lips followed by a chuckle. “Hey! I’m cooler than him! He’s never won ONE game against me. Plus, you love me more.” His voice is condescending, which you can’t help but scoff at. 

Not only were you dating Kami, the one who despised Oikawa with everything in him, it also made it difficult to hide the secret that you and Oikawa were actually close friends. 

Best friends in fact, ever since grade school. it was something that Kami had still yet to find out, you know how he would react if he knew, so you bit your tongue, keeping it your own little secret. 

It would also send Kami into overdrive if he found out that your first crush was none other than Oikawa Tooru himself. Nobody knew that of course, you oathed to ever only keep that secret to yourself. If Oikawa found out, he would never let you live it down. 

“That’s debatable.” You start to walk off, heading towards your class when Oikawa catches up to you. “That’s mean!” He pouts, following you to your class like a puppy. 

“Why be with him when you have me?” You can’t help but laugh, he’s only joking of course, it’s not like he actually means it. He had so many girls after him, so many girls that worship him just for breathing. Yeah, he was only kidding, had to be.

“You’re stupid.” Brushing his comment off, he sighs loud enough for you to hear. You aren’t taking him seriously, when he wants nothing more than for you to be his. But every flirty comment, every more-than-friendly interaction is always ripped away when you open your mouth with a sarcastic reply. 

Most of the time it leaves him very irritated because you should take him seriously, he’s the one that has always been there for you, the one that loved you when you felt like nobody else did. A handful of other times it leaves him with dirty, sinful thoughts. Wanting to fuck that attitude out of you because when you’re flustered with one of his flirty remarks… It’s a sight to behold. 

Seeing your eyes shift around, blush spreading on your face, biting your plump lips, all of it drives him wild. It leaves him with his cock rising, having to excuse himself to his car to take some time alone in an empty parking lot. 

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Oikawa adored you so much. Not only were you cute, beautiful, and everything above but you had a character like no other. He had other girls go crazy over him for doing the littlest things, giving him love confessions and presents to win over his attention, but the real thing that caught his eye was you. 

You weren’t one of those desperate fans. You put him in his place when he was being an asshole, scolded him when he wasn’t taking care of himself alongside Iwa, gave him tough-love when he was being hard on himself. You didn’t treat him like your lord and savior like the rest, and for that he was hooked on you. 

His feelings only grew as you both got older, seeing you accomplish the things you’ve always wanted, and supporting him with his own dreams. He was in love with you from a long time ago. You never gave in because you knew it was just his nature, that man could flirt with a tree and it’d work. 

But it wasn’t until you got with your current boyfriend that he knew you most likely didn’t return his feelings. You may not have noticed it but he watched you like a hawk. He saw the way Kami would treat you, fight with you, yell at you, make you feel like dirt. And it made him see red.

Everyone knew Kami didn’t like Oikawa, but absolutely no one had a clue that Oikawa loathed him, with so much hatred it could kill. 

Because not only was Kami just his opponent, he was also your boyfriend. His precious, sweet, loving Y/n. He was always there when you and your boyfriend would be having problems, but he’d be biting his tongue so hard that it’d almost bleed, because he absolutely hated the way you would cry into his arms and blabber about how shitty he was to you. When he knew for a fact that he, himself, could treat you so much better.

But he is also conflicted.

He can’t escape the thoughts that clouds his mind when he sees a picture of you two together, getting jealous, getting irritated, but also getting extremely turned on.

There have been countless nights where Oikawa stays up, thinking about you, his heart warming up from the thoughts of you, until they turn dirty. Thinking about how hot your mouth would be as he bobs your head up and down, how pretty you would sound screaming his name instead of your own boyfriend’s. It was so good. 

And this was one of those nights. One of those nights where his bedroom’s air suffocates him as his cock is flushed red, wanting any sort of release. As his slim fingers run over the tip of his cock, he can’t help but moan at the photo in front of him. He’s so conflicted because you were his precious best friend, someone he held so close to him, and now he’s rubbing one out to a picture on your social media. Talk about filthy.

You may be taken but hell that only makes him want you more, he wants to shove it in Kami’s face that only he fucks you so good. Makes you feel so pretty and full of his cum. He knows it’s wrong to think of you like that, but it’s only because he wants to make you feel so good so you forget about that sad excuse you call your boyfriend. 

“Y/n… F-Fuckkk” He’s gnawing on his bottom lip, trying to suppress his moans as the stroking on his cock gets faster, desperate for a finish that he’s been holding back for some time now. And just when he’s so close to letting go, your name appears across his phone with an incoming call.

If he wasn’t so in love with you he would completely ignore it and return to pumping his cock that needed attention so desperately. But reality is his face lights up to see your call, he would spare any time to just hear your voice. 

“Hey, cutie.” His tone is flirty, nothing you weren’t already used to. The other side of the phone is silent until he hears small sniffles and hiccups. His heart drops because he knows you got into a fight with your boyfriend, and it broke his heart to see you so upset over that jerk. 

“Y/n… What happened?” He already knows, he just doesn’t know how bad the situation was. You take a few seconds to gather words through the cries you let out, heart thumping as you try to keep a steady breath.

“T-That jerk ditched me again! He ditched me to practice when he promised me he’d take me out on a date! He swore T-Tooru! I’m not being dramatic-”

“I didn’t think you were honey.” He cuts you off, brings you back to earth when he lets out a soft voice, truly latching onto every single word that comes out of your mouth. “H-He’s such an asshole! And I know he’s going to end up coming back again, he always comes back and expects me to forgive him!” Oikawa is quiet on the other side of the phone, letting you vent because he knows how much worse you would feel if he turned you away. You needed him and it didn’t matter that he was so close to cumming just a few second ago. 

“Forget about him tonight. He was the one that decided to ditch you, and what are you going to do?” He’s scolding you as softly as he can, with these fights occurring frequently he’s managed to get the hang of giving you tough love as well, telling you everything that you would tell him if the roles were reversed. 

“What, Tooru.” You answer, cries starting to die down. “I am going to come over, and we are going to do something because if he can live his own life without you, so can you!” Already scrambling around to find his keys, he’s fixing himself up from the events beforehand. 

“You don’t have to-”

“I’ll be over in fifteen.” He tells you, no, he insists. You usually didn’t have Oikawa come over often, just in case Kami randomly decided to show up and pay you a surprise visit. But with Oikawa insisting, you couldn’t decline. 

He makes sure to clean himself up well before leaving his house, changing his underwear and putting on a thick coat to prepare for the weather outside. He combs over the tracks in his hair before he’s out the door.

And so he’s over within ten minutes, earlier than he had said he would. For now, the tears on your face had faded, and you wait in your room, staring at the ceiling waiting for Oikawa to keep you company. 

In no time you hear the front doorbell, you drag your feet on the way to the door, exhausted from the tears that had spilt. “Hurry!” He knows you’re on the other end of the door, taking your time, he’s eager to see you. 

“I’m goinggg!” You drag out the last consonant as your hand meets with the cold knob. You’re not surprised when you open the door to see Oikawa wearing a cheeky smile that he always had plastered on his face.

“Hi.” Your voice is low, trying to seem joyful but it barely comes out as a croak. “Hi, I brought you ice cream and we could do anything you want!” You can’t help but smile as your best friend stands in front of you, fog forming on his glasses from the cold outside. 

“Anything?” You smirk.

“Oh god-”

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“I can’t believe I’m doing this shit.” You almost drop the bowl of butter popcorn as you jump into the spot next to Oikawa on your couch. “It’s such a good show! You can’t lie!” He’s sighing to himself. How you talked Oikawa into watching pretty little liars with you is beyond him. The two of you have rewatched the show more times than you can count on your fingers. 

“Can’t we watch friends instead?” Scooting closer to you, his hand reaches for a popcorn. “No! That’s boring, I want to watch something scary.” 

He snorts, “You call a blind girl getting slapped scary?!” 

“She’s not even blind, it’s all apart of the plot!” You reply with small crunches of popcorn in between your teeth. 

He notices how invested you are in the show, The light from the tv glowing against your face and eyes. He cocks his head towards you, “Are you feeling better?” He tries to make it seem casual, not trying to treat you like a piece of glass. 

It makes you turn to look at him, giving a light hearted smile. “I’m okay, I don’t want to think about him tonight.” Which was true, a part of you felt sad, but the other part was damn glad when Oikawa turned up. And as messed up as it is to say, you always have a funner time when you’re with him rather than your boyfriend. 

You stay focused on the screen in front of you, small dialogues that get ignored as Tooru scans your face, he tries his best to hide his stares, but he can’t tear his eyes away from how pretty you are. Even when all you do is breathe, it makes his heart flutter. 

“Tooru, are you watching?” Without moving your eyes off the screen, it makes him flustered as you’ve noticed him. Though it’s quickly covered up, “I’m just taking in the beauty in front of me.” You don’t need to look at him to know that he’s winking at you, Smirk plastered on his face. 

“Weirdo.” Your eyes finally turn to look at him, giving a small chuckle. “For you.” Now that is the one that makes your face red. Tooru always flirted with you, as a joke obviously, but this is one of those times where you really question his intentions. 

“You flirt with everything, Tooru. You’re such a whore.” Teasing him you can’t help but let out a loud laugh. You see him holding in a laughter from the corner of your eye. “For you.” And he was being dead serious. 

Now you’re more stumped than you already were. You can’t tell if he’s being honest about his feelings. He's been doing it for years but a part of you doesn’t want to believe that he can like you. Well, it’s mostly because you didn’t want to feed into your delusions that he may have returned your feelings when the both of you were younger. You guys were friends, best friends, nothing more. You could only hope. 

“Stop messing with my feelings.” You mumble, reaching out to place the bowl on the table in front of you. And as you look back to Tooru, he scoffs. 

“Me?! You’re the one who messes with my feelings.” He’s obviously offended, talking with a tone that’s defensive, and you take notice of that. 

“What?! How?!” You ask him, genuinely confused. You’ve never flirted with Tooru, never gave him any other idea than you two were just friends, so you were at a loss trying to piece it together. 

“Y/n.” His voice is stern, giving you a look. You had to be fucking with him right now, because there’s no way you are that oblivious right? 

Raising your shoulders, you still can’t pinpoint what he’s trying to get at. 

“Y/n, there’s no way you are that dumb.” He’s glaring at you. 

“You’re getting worked up over something that I have no idea about.” Trying to lighten up the mood, you let out a forced laugh. 

The look in his eyes are dark, he’s watching into your eyes to see if you’re being serious. And with your dumbfounded look, he knows you have absolutely no idea. 

“Y/n, I’ve liked you for so long. I’ve liked you for years.” 

That’s when your jaw drops, ringing in your ears as his words replay in your head. All this time he’s liked you, made it so obvious, and because you were in denial you dogged all of his signals and advantages. 

You stare at him with wide eyes, not sure how to respond. You want to kick yourself for pushing him away everytime, and the moment he confesses you’re with someone. 

“I’ve liked you too, Tooru. B-But I had no idea-”

“That’s all I need to hear.” He cuts your sentence off. 

“What-” Before you could get words out, his lips collide with yours. It’s forceful, it’s passionate, but most importantly it’s desperate. He’s clinging onto you so hard, not wanting you to pull back because he thinks maybe this is the chance where you could see that he was the better man for you. 

And how could you disconnect from him when his lips fit right into yours, he’s sucking onto your lips frantically, and all you do is melt into the kiss, melt into the spell he’s got you under. His tongue sneaks its way inside your mouth, tangling with yours and he swears he sees stars. He never imagined kissing you would feel this good, and if this felt good, he couldn’t imagine how amazing you would feel on the inside. 

The dream of his is ripped away when you're pulling away once again, chest heaving as your eyes lock with his. He’s left there with a small frown, lips moist from the contact. 

“Tooru- I can’t.” 

“But why?” He knows why, You know why, but he can only dream. 

“You know why, Tooru. Otherwise… I would.” His eyes light up when he hears the last part of your sentence, because that’s all he needed to hear. 

“So do it. I’ll make you forget about him, just like you want” You’re appalled at his words, His lips ghost over yours waiting for you to give him permission.

You’re reluctant. All this time you had been stuck with someone who made you cry and yell constantly and yet the person who truly loved you was right in front of you. It’s not like you didn’t want to give into Oikawa, because you would in a second. It’s only the fact that you were dating Kami, you were afraid of him finding out. But Oikawa looks so delicious as you see him lick his lips, waiting impatiently. 

“I’ll take care of you way better than he ever did.” Within a second you’re on him. Lips crashing forcefully that it leaves Tooru’s back hitting the back of the sofa, he wastes no time kissing you back. Tongue kisses that leave your mouth hot, hands roaming that it burns your flesh. 

The only sounds that fill your living room are breathless moans, and kissing noises as you two taste each other. Once he regains his balance, he’s pushing against you, making your back hit the soft cushion beneath you. One by one the clothing on your body ends up on the floor, leaving your bra and panties on, while he’s full clothed.

You breathlessly moan into Tooru’s mouth as his fingers slightly hover your heat where there is a small puddle forming onto your panties. He was taking care of you so well, leaving praises into your mouth as he gently explored your body with his hands and mouth. 

He leaves a trail of kisses down your neck, to your stomach, down to the waistband of your panties, until he breathes against your clothed cunt. “This is mine for tonight” Gently placing a kiss over the cloth, his tongue peaking out to lick the fabric. You let out a gasp, shivering at the contact. “Stop.” You whine, which only makes his pants tighter than they were before. 

“S-Stop teasing me.” You beg, shifting your legs together to get any kind of friction. With a chuckle that vibrates against you, his finger tug under your panties, placing it to the side to reveal the cunt he’s been wanting to fuck for years. “You’re always bossing me around, I’m the boss for tonight so I’ll do what I want.” His eyes lock with yours as you watch his tongue lick your folds, dragging it painfully slow up to your clit. A mewl comes out of your mouth as you watch him, captivated by how pretty he looks eating you out.

“Who knew my best friend tasted so sweet.” You could feel the smirk against you, his speed getting faster and feeling him flatten his tongue against your sweet spot that makes you slap a hand over your mouth to suppress the sweet moans you let out.

“Let’s hear you say my name, princess. Focus on me.” Eyes closed as he licks at your cunt, drinking you so good that your hand is useless, breathless moans that make you arch your back and throw your head down. It was almost as if he was born to do this, drink up your juices perfectly, it makes you grind against his face, rewarded with a deep groan from his lips. 

“If I had known this is how good you taste, I would’ve done this earlier.” His tongue slides down aggressively, entering your hole that has been fluttering against nothing for the past few minutes. It makes your mind hazy, it makes your nipples peek through the thin bra. And with one of his hands sliding under to cup it, giving it a small squeeze, makes you come undone as his tongue enters your pussy over and over. It’s a contest when your cries get louder as your juices get lapped up by his tongue and he’s groaning down there himself. 

As you try to calm your body down from your high, you’re gripping onto his hair as if your life had depended on it. “I bet he’s never done that before.” Tooru places one kiss on your inner thigh before lifting himself up. “Has he?” He waits for your response, hand going up and down on your thigh. 

“N-No, Tooru.” Panting relentlessly, you remember that Kami has never been this good with you. Tooru was everything you needed, super gentle but putting enough force that it made you crazy. 

“Oh, So I win at that too.” With a laugh, he rips his shirt off of his body, and as your eyes roam down you let out a small whimper as you see that he is jacked. You knew he took care of his body well but when you look at it in this light, with sweat particles slowly dripping down his abs, drives you wild. “M-More.” You feel ashamed and embarrassed as you beg for him to give you the best part of him. 

He smirks, “Of course, princess.” You’re not sure what he’s planning next as he sits next to you, legs open on the couch. It’s then he’s patting on his thigh, signaling for you to sit on top of him. You slowly bring your body up, tired from your sensitive cunt that had just been tongue-fucked by your best friend. After throwing your panties off of you, you’re straddling him. He forcefully grabs the back of your neck pushing your lips together. This kiss was no longer gentle, this was a kiss that was daring. And as you let him explore your mouth, you hear the zipper under you, a cold slap to your stomach that makes you pull away to look at what has been released. 

“Do whatever you’d like, princess, Do whatever you gotta do to forget about him.” Your mouth is agape as you look at the cock in front of you. Who knew your best friend was packing this long of a cock. It wasn’t girthy enough to hurt you but you knew it was long enough to bruise your cervix as soon as it was inside you. Focused on the prettiest cock in front of you, you purse your lips, a drip of saliva going down to coat the top of his dick that had already been leaking precum since you called him, though you didn’t know that. 

He watches, mouth agape as the saliva drips down to his base, “You’re so hot, what the fuck-” If this wasn’t your first time with him he would be fucking you into the sofa, painting your insides white, but since it is, he’s being as gentle as he could because he wants you to feel the love inside him. 

You give out a soft laugh as you position your dripping cunt over his coated dick, afraid of the stretch you’ll feel. He then lifts his hips off the sofa, the tip sinking into your cunt that makes you let out a broken moan. “T-Tooru, ohh fuck!” You sink all the way down, your thighs rubbing against the hairs on his base. “Yeah- say my name just like that-” His throat feels dry as he tries his best to control himself from thrusting up into you. Kami never felt this good, If you were being honest Kami was nowhere near as amazing, as big as Tooru was, which had only made your cunt spasm against him as you thought about how much better your best friend was, at everything. 

He opens his mouth to talk but it gets caught in his throat as you slide yourself up and down so perfectly on his cock, letting out a deep groan that makes him throw his head back. Your hands dig into his shoulders as you feel yourself tightening on his cock the more you ride him. “You can do better than that can you?” He’s panting relentlessly, hands gripping your ass so tightly, trying to hold back from nutting so fast. 

Him second guessing you only makes your speed increase, rocking your hips to increase the pleasure that overcomes the both of you. “Shit, you’re so good.” His eyes close, enjoying the sensation that you give him. You’re letting out words of your own, a mix of curses and “Tooru” as you rock your hips against him. The speed slowly dies down as your thighs shake against his, aching from the repetitive action. 

Suddenly he’s pulling you into his body, arms wrapped tightly around your torso. He’s thrusting up into you ruining your rhythm. Thrusting up into you so hard you can’t hold back the screams that echo throughout the house. “I bet- shit- I bet you forgot his name already.” And he was right, you had forgotten who he was talking about, the only thing you could focus on was how good the tip of his cock hit your gummy spot repeatedly, never giving it a break. 

“Tooru! M’gonna fucking cum-” You start to see stars as he keeps entering you, speed so quick you don’t get a chance to take a breath. “Do it, Mami.” He’s letting out moans of his own, can’t even keep up with his own breathing because all he can focus on is making you cream all over him, repeating his name over and over, just like he wanted. 

With his approval, you’re shaking on him, crying with tears that sting your cheeks as you chant the only name you know. You can hear the sloshes of the juices under you, thighs getting soaked as you bump your head against his. “O-Ohh- fuck-” You’re twitching against him, having trouble to regain consciousness because he’s still fucking into you, eyes plastered onto your fucked out face.  

“Y-You’re gonna make me cum, b-baby.” You can feel his cock twitch inside you, still kissing your sweet spot with every thrust. Mewls and whimpers fill his ears as his thrusts get sloppy. “F-Fuck-” Cursing to himself, he rips you off his cock, making you whine from the emptiness you feel in your cunt. 

“Let me cum on your beautiful face, princess.” He’s quickly lifting himself off your couch, standing in front of you as you’re still kneeled onto the couch. You’re too tired to protest but take his cock into your mouth that has saliva built up from the events before. He’s slowly pushing his cock deeper into your throat, whimpering on his own as he feels your tongue circle the tip of his dick. 

“I-I’m so in love with you, holyshit.” Head thrown back, he’s gripping tightly onto your hair as you're bobbing your head on his cock, nose hitting his pubic hairs everytime you go down. Just then you hollow your cheeks, tears coming back the deeper he hits the back of your throat. “Shitshitshit-shit!” You can’t help but moan against him from hearing the dirtiest sounds come out of your best friend's mouth. 

The vibration and the sensation of your mouth causes his cock to twitch hitting the roof of your mouth, letting out a low gag against him. You yelp as he takes his cock out of your wet mouth, as much as he would love to paint your throat, he’s going to paint your face. Just then you see the white, watery substance coat your flushed cheeks and swollen lips, some landing on your tongue as you hold your mouth open. You look up at him to see his chest heaving, groaning as he watches himself cum all over your pretty face. You can’t help but moan-  

The door opens.

“What the fuck.” You hear Kami’s voice, full of rage and confusion. 

You don’t seem to care, making sure to catch all the cum that lands on your face and on your tongue. Tooru looks at him, with a condescending smile. 

“Would you look at that? Looks like she’s all mine now.” Tooru’s voice is menacing.

Just then Tooru can’t help but feel extremely satisfied, because not only did he beat Kami at everything else, but he also stole his girlfriend right in front of his eyes. 

#haikyu x reader #haikyu smut #oikawa tooru #oikawa x reader #oikawa smut #haikyuu

[asnowdriftsomewhere]

Daylight

Part 1 Cassian x f!reader

AN: Cassian has been on my mind a lot lately, so here is part 1 of a series of short stories about him being him ❤️

Summary: You are Helion's best courtier and researcher, but you have been... off lately. He hopes sending you to the Night Court will help you get back to your usual sunny self.

Warnings: depression, perfectionism, underlying unresolved issues

Word count: 1405

To be a member of Helion's Court was to exude excellence in every way. Perfection was the standard by which every member was held and the bar with which you measured yourself against your rivals. There were no mistakes, no second chances. If you could not stand in the light of Day gloriously unmarred and unbroken, then you had no place with his halls.

However, it wasn't Helion who held his people to such a standard but, rather, the drive of competition that you instilled in each other. The Court of Day had always been composed of fiercely ambitious individuals. He grew up marveling at the impressive work his fathers advisors had done when driven to prove themselves better than their colleagues. The previous High Lord fostered the cutthroat environment. He knew just the right thing to say to stoke the fires among his people and ensure that perfection was always achieved. Always in the spirit of healthy competition, of course. He didn't allow for things to devolve into petty squabbles or grudges that would only distract from the work. You never hated your companions. Were never frustrated by their achievements and successes. Only disappointed in your own abilities.

Perhaps that was why Helion sent you to work in the Night Court, in Rhysand’s library, under the house of wind. He saw how every accomplishment and accolade given to the other of the Court left you feeling hollow and despondent. You were his best researcher, his most knowledgeable Courtier, and yet he saw that light in you fading. Dulling to a mere ember when you once burned like the sun. He hoped that some time away from the high-pressure environment of his Court would reconstitute your usually sunny disposition and lift your spirits.

At first, it had the opposite effect. You never felt lower than when you walked the lowest levels of the library, tears falling quietly down your cheeks as you wandered through the stacks. He sent you away. He made you leave his court - leave the Grand Library - your home, and come here. Where you were left in suffocating silence as the Priestesses went about their own business. Researching whatever flight of fancy captured their attention in the moment and having no real structure about it that you could discern.

Not that you had the capacity to notice much of anything those first few days. You were a shell of a person, mindlessly snaking your way through the shelves as you idly assessed the collection of tombs you were to spend the next six months of your existence working with. It was perhaps one of the reasons you did not notice the dark wings and Illyrian presence following you into the shadows.

It wasn't even that Cassian was trying to hide that he was there. You simply did not pay attention enough to see him as he approached the sitting area at which you had gathered your materials. He didn't even know why he was there, really. Clotho had called him down to check on you after one of the Priestesses had informed her that you had not left the lowest levels in nearly a fortnight. But why she didn't just wait for one of the others to get back from their trips baffled him. Mor and Az were on the continent doing what they did best. While Feyre and Rhys were currently on a tour through Prythian to strengthen ties with the other Courts. Even Amren was unavailable since Varian had come into town unexpectedly to see the tiny ancient one.

So here he was feeling five kinds of wrong as he approached you, a clearly unaware female alone in the dark. Though, as he made his way through the stacks to where you were reading, he supposed you weren't exactly sulking in the shadows as he half expected you to be when he had been summoned. Instead, as he descended into the lowest level he knew most avoided, he saw a light glowing dully through the rows of books. Something in his gut tugged him along, pulled him as if the mother herself were pulling him forward to the little sitting area and the female waiting there.

When he finally turned the corner, and there was nothing more hiding you from view, he felt his breath catch in his throat. You were simply beautiful, the most beautiful female he’d ever laid eyes on, and that wasn't even taking into account how your skin glowed like the sun itself prowled within your veins. An earth bound star, trapped in the dark.

You paid him no mind. If you were even aware of his presence, he didn't know. To focused on the tome before you to notice the male now gawking at you from the stacks. He shifted his weight, unsure of what to do as you continued ignoring him and the minutes dragged on. Finally, he cleared his throat, and you jumped back from the table. Your wooden chair chattering to the ground as you put distance between yourself and the Illyrian who seemed to appear out of nowhere.

“Hey, don't freak out,” he held up his hands. Showing you his empty palms as he gave you an awkward smile. “I'm not going to hurt you.”

“And yet your very presence does just that,” you sneered, your heart beating fast in your chest and your eyes darting to the darkened shelves that surrounded you. Too many places - there were too many places for others to hide-

“I'm just here to check on you,” he spoke evenly, his voice softer than any male you'd ever heard before. It made you still, “Clotho was concerned that you hadn't yet left the library.”

Your eyes narrowed on him, “And she couldn't be bothered to look for herself?”

He gave a half shrug, the movement slow and deliberate. You saw every muscle move. “She tried, and so did the other Priestesses. You didn't acknowledge them, and they don't like to be this deep for that long.”

You blinked once, your body shifting out of the half crouched stance you'd been in. “...They did?”

Cassian let out a soft breath, “Yes.”

“Oh,” a frown, more thoughtful than angry, pulled at your lips. “But why send you?”

He shrugged again, the movement more relaxed and natural though still slow. “I've been asking myself that question the whole way down.”

You didn't laugh, “Well, you can report to Clotho that I am just fine and in no need of coddling.”

He frowned at that, “Do you know how long it's been?”

You waved an idle hand, “A few days is nothing. Back home, I sometimes spent a week or more in the library. So they need not wo-”

“Seventeen days,” he cut you off, and you went still again. “Seventeen days without fresh air or sunlight-” you raised an eyebrow at him, a hand gesturing down to your glowing skin, and he relented, “You know what I mean.”

A heavy sigh came out of you, “I do. I hadn't… realized…” your voice trailed off as you dragged a hand down the text on the table in front of you.

He strained his neck forward, attempting to peer at the scrawled script without risking a step closer, “What are you researching anyway? Rhys didn't say. Just that you were coming for a few months and to clean out a spare room for you up at the house. One that you haven't deigned to use yet, by the way. Azriel has been absolutely devastated to know his hard work was for nothing.”

You slammed the book closed, “It's nothing. Don't worry about it.” The glare you threw his way was enough to deter any curiosity he'd been slowly building, and he held his hand up in surrender once again. “Tell Clotho not to worry. I'll manage my time better going forward. You can leave.” It was a dismissal, but he felt the truth in your words and turned around to return back to the High Priestess far above you. but a flash caught his eye, and he stilled just inside the stacks. There, snaking through the books in a way he often saw Azriel's shadows do was a glowing fragment of sunshine. He watched it slide across the floor and circle your ankle before blending seamlessly into the light you emitted naturally.

A piece of daylight, returning to the sun.

#cassian x reader #acotar #acotar fanfiction #cassian #fanfiction

[amerricanartwork]

I want to say I love reading your headcanons, especially your Iterator ones. Do you have a unique headcanons for Pebbles, since you haven't talked about him much?

Ohhh, I'm so glad to hear that!! I love creating and typing down these headcanons, but sometimes I worry whether anyone actually wants to read these long posts about it, so it's always so nice to hear people appreciate them!

I would love to talk more about Five Pebbles! I actually have quite a few headcanons for him specifically since I tend to ponder him a lot. In fact, of all the canon characters, when it comes to headcanons that aren't purely working out their general personality and backstory I think I currently have more outside headcanons for him than anyone else.

But nonetheless, assuming you mean "unique" as "interesting and relatively uncommon/unheard of in the fandom", here's one of mine that might seem odd or specific, but I really like it!

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I’ve headcanoned for at least a few months now that Five Pebbles is very much an auditory learner. He’s more receptive to spoken and auditory information than just written text, and as such he tends to talk a lot, which is how he best formulates his ideas. 

Now, when I call him an auditory learner (or maybe just an audio-oriented person in general would be a better way to describe it), I also mean he generally cares a lot about how things “sound” to him. Five Pebbles pays close attention to how certain sounds “feel” in a sense, not just with regular abstract sounds, but spoken words, phrases, and ideas too. He likes it when sentences flow smoothly, convey the proper emotion or idea, and sound intellectual and well-thought-out, and dislikes when phrases sound clunky, confusing, or otherwise unprofessional and improper. In situations where he wants to appear smart and sophisticated, especially in a competitive sense, he loves flexing his extremely large vocabulary by throwing in long and obscure words and technical jargon too. To reference my last headcanon ask, this trait is another quality making him dislike NSH, who doesn’t care as much about grammar or syntax and thus tends to speak in casual ways Pebbles finds “improper”.

Usually, when he has a decent amount of uninterrupted personal time, Pebbles will spend several hours on end just talking to himself in his chamber to work out his ideas and plan any essays or speeches he’s preparing to give. He loves making sure that every sentence sounds pleasing, proper, and is grammatically correct, yet still explains his ideas thoroughly and accurately. However, despite being an introvert who values his alone time, he sometimes talks about his ideas to other iterators, especially when he wants feedback and criticism. In fact, having long discussions and debates, particularly about scientific, artistic, and philosophical matters, is perhaps one of the only things he actively enjoys doing with other people.

In this latter regard, this habit was actually one of the only reasons he occasionally, yet still actively sought out the presence of Unparalleled Innocence, someone whom I headcanon he never had much of a relationship at all with, positive or negative (at least pre-AU, that is). But nonetheless, Innocence is a very good listener and never declined an invitation to talk with him, though more often than not it turned more into him just rambling about something and her quietly listening and encouraging him to continue on (which she did for… other reasons besides her fascination with the subjects of his speeches, but I will get to those some other day…)

Another facet to this headcanon is that Pebbles has a strong appreciation for music. He finds it helps him calm down and work through his emotions very well, alongside one other habit I’ll address in a more official headcanon post. Thus, he’s got various music pearls with his favorite tunes that he’ll listen to while working or when he needs to relax. The purple one in Rivulet’s campaign is only one of many, though that was also the only one he could obtain at the time his chamber was broken into by the rot. 

His love of music has always been another little “worldly pleasure” that he took for granted, not realizing just how much he enjoyed it until after mass-ascension. And even then, he stuffed it deep inside him and kept trying to downplay its value to him all the way until his rot condition was almost at its climax. This emotional turmoil I imagine him having is a particular element of his character arc I find very interesting even in regular Downpour canon, but once again I will elaborate on it more later…

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Anyway, there's the headcanon! Seeing as I'm planning to explain major character info in official headcanon posts, I tried to choose one that wasn't too essential for narrative comprehension, but is still unique and hopefully decently entertaining in-and-of itself. I also tried to use this to test a new format of doing more sketches for these headcanon posts, so it's not as much pure text.

Anyway, I hope you like it! And if you (or anyone else reading this, for that matter) ever want more headcanons, or can add to this one, don't be afraid to send another ask!

#art #artwork #drawing #drawings #sketch #sketches #digital #digital art #fanart #rain world #headcanons #rw headcanons #iterator #rw iterator #five pebbles #FP #rw fp #unparalleled innocence #UI #rw ui #quetzalli draws #quetzalli headcanons #letfivepebblesbehappy

[getosugurusbangs]

i love how i’ll get upset and jealous over the absolute tiniest of things

#like what is the reason. #why will you get jealous and act like you have to prove a point to this person you love. when you absolutely don’t???? #this is not a competition for this person’s attention!!!! #but i still get set off and immediately act like it is #when i have literally no reason to fight for it #i can do nothing and they’ll still love me just as much #stop playing these games. you are an idiot #anyways 💀 #me.txt

[obstinaterixatrix]

oh I really liked this one but I can’t really pin down what made it stand out to me. more drama/tragedy… it feels more self-aware in a way? I like how dulled some of the emotions are portrayed.

#mm recs #recs #well good for folks who like angst with a happy ending I think #there’s the biphobic trope of a bi character being portrayed as promiscuous though in this one there’s like… a character specific reason #which might sway folks one way or the other #I also feel like different readers would have different comfort levels with the consent because it’s like #well the li is essentially coming at it from the perspective of I’m Doing Something Terrible And Imposing On Someone Who’s Kind #and the mc is more coming at it from woah! kind of a surprising development! not against it though! #uhhh I really like how the li has A Customer Service Mask but it’s not that dramatic of a shift imo #he just goes from :) to :| #and I also like how the nephew fits into the story #a lot of focus on mc’s concerns & the nephew’s insecurity kind of clashing #plus I actually think it’s interesting how li sees the nephew’s situation as an inverse of his own #and how that feeds into his internal conflict #‘his uncle took him in like how mine did and my adoptive family treated me like shit I should keep an eye on him’ #-> ‘oh actually his uncle genuinely cares about him in a way mine didn’t’ #-> ‘getting attention from someone who has that quality soothes some of the hurt’ #-> ‘if I asked him to Choose Me that wouldn’t be fair to him and the kid and anyway if he Chose Me he wouldn’t be the kind of person I want’ #I feel like some romances do jealousy/competition with a child being cared for in kind of an annoying and stupid way #but I think it works here because 1) directly acknowledging This Is Related To My Own Childhood Experiences #2) he also doesn’t want to actually compete with a child and he thinks it’s stupid #3) he’s got Hella Baggage skewing his interpretation of the situation and himself #and when I talk about dulled emotions #I like how you get a sense of a dull everpresent ache that flares up #it’s comfortable it’s familiar it’d mundane. Except Sometimes #ok I’m done #misclb #orlbs

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

#ok. so all my applications r submitted now. which is something bc at 7pm i didnt think it was going to #i mean. i did half ass the last one. like i wrote the personal statement and research statement in December as a draft #and today i was like oh fuck thats due tomorrow. fuck it. submit. i wish the project was in the US bc i think ive decided i dont wanna do a #uk phd but fuck it lets see what happens. if they want me then ill give minimal effort for the competitive selection process and anticipate #being cut early. i really didnt wanna do it. bc i just dont think i have the energy for the interviews if i get selected but since i didnt #want to that means i had to so here we r. i was kinda bitchy in the personal statement too bc they basically asked for everything in the #research statement so like y tf did u make me write 2 fuck off i spend so much fucking time on that bullshit #anyway. thats one less thing to worry abt but i did just realize i have like 3 days to completely overhaul my last manuscript #so uh thats gonna be fucking fun #sigh... and i try out measurements tomorrow so well see how bad this is gonna hurt :-P #jesus. i just realized im gonna have to intensely pay attention for like 8hrs tomorrow and then manuscript write into the night #fuck. and i need to go to the store agh #unrelated

[vaugarde]

its probably just bc its the current arc and all but man. kinda sad that ash’s JN team is kinda seeming like his definitive team, especially since this is like hinted to be his last season for real like if he leaves off with this team as his definitive team the marketing will want to push then ill be pretty sad

#im not even saying this bc im bitter gliscor didnt get as much attention and they ignored a lot of ash mons #im saying this bc he has so many other iconic pokemon that are just way better in terms of characterization and iconic moments #like i may not like his charizard as much esp since i got to infernapes arc first as a kidbut you're telling me #that his sirfetchd is more iconic than SEISMIC TOSS SHOWDOWN #also infernape greninja lycanroc sceptile bulbasaur #all of whom had iconic moments and memorable personalities #like gliscor is admittedly just me being me i understand why logically it doesnt show up as often. hard to animate and its not really iconic #even tho she should be but whatever thats the reality of it #but you are telling me that this team of randos shows off ash's prime team meant for worldwide competitive championships #better than infernape or charizard. like genuinely. #like i cant really say much abt his current team bc i find them to be kinda dull and notclose to him or iconic #echoed voice

[milflewis]

thinking about georgierre and them being friends with benefits vibes

#no but u don’t understand that one surfing fic with them lives rent free in my head it’s insane #and just !!! them !!! competing for ppl’s attention. lewis !! charles !! yuki !! alex !! #that competition evolving into sex and like george is a very closed off but soft person while pierre is 100% that person who thinks they #can do casual and they fuckinh can NOT. like AT ALL #and it’s a little of a shitshow for a while. things r a little rancid in a gentle gross kind of way. and then they get better #i just i just ok ok. they fascinate me #oh my goddd how did i forget roscoe. they would get so fuckinh serious about this. and bono !!! scream #fuck now i need to make it blewis. like that’s a trek lol everything is blewis in some shape or form #i may be still somewhat drunk i have not slept #and high #tw drug mention #tw alcohol mention #blessed.txt

[eternally6pm]

On a scale of 1 to Bordering on Inappropriate, how much does Camilla love Xander?

#Although I suppose this could apply to any of her siblings #Except for Leo in my mind because that's a strange one-way flip where he's constantly vying for her attention and affection #And accidentally ends up behaving like the bigger brother #I actually also love Xander to bits because he's a bit of a Takumi-lite #He's very insecure but puts on airs of fortitude to hide it #And the only person who knows this inherently is Camilla who is always there to comfort him #I'd like to think part of her safety being assured during her childhood was due to the fact they were so close #Anyway I hate the competitive tone of their canon support convos #I just wanna see Camilla cuddle Xander lots and I want to see Xander go to pieces in her arms #Let the poor prince cry #Also it seems I'm just going to keep making deranged posts like this until I either die or I find the strength to keep writing?

[lesbianlenas]

this girl on the circle is v funny to me. she presented herself as being so pro women at the beginning but she has bashed every single woman on this show and every time she’s been suspicious of someone or didn’t like them it was always a woman (or someone pretending to be a woman). and then when the only women left was her and another one plus a guy pretending to be a woman she was like where did all the women go this is a sausage fest now :/ as if she didn’t have a hand in the other 3 women going 😩 and then immediately wanted one of the other two women gone. like it is so clear to me that she has a lot of internalized misogyny and views other women as competition but the way she is so not self aware abt it is kind of insane to me. then again that’s v common for women it’s just so unnerving though 😩

#michelle speaks #like she personally sent home 2 of the other women and then bashed 2 others a lot. #and also bashed on the last woman too and was generally p unfriendly towards all the women #another like. weird thing she would do is when guys would message her she’d b like ugh i hope he doesn’t flirt w me #and then she’d start flirting w him like 😭 it is v clear to me that she is the type of woman that wants male attention #which leads her to bash other women she views as competition. but it’s extra frustrating when these women also claim to b so feminist 🙄

[235uranium]

the relationship between sae and akechi is actually so amusing to me. if you asked either of them they'd deny being anything more than coworkers who begrudgingly put up with each other. meanwhile they eat dinner with each other fairly regularly. makoto genuinely believes that sae likes akechi more than her. sae (and by extention makoto) are perfectly aware that akechi is incredibly mean. sae was probably who akechi played pool with before meeting joker. she must be the coworker who gave him the aquarium tickets. they're friends but they fucking hate it

#☢️.txt #brought together via everyone else being mad about a Woman and teenager daring to work at all #tho its also mentioned in the art book that sae passed the bar insanely young and got media attention for it? but man its been years #i dont remember if it was from scrapped concepts or just background info that didnt make it to game #but it would be another point towards why she puts up with akechi #tho im personally on the side that she DOES actually like him. accidental brother acquisition #man. sae's story is seriously fucked up tho #she chose an incredibly difficult field and was already too deep to back out when she was suddenly forced to care for her younger sister #something she was WILDLY unprepared to do and definitely not emotionally capable of. while trying to maintain a job #as a young woman in an insanely competitive field with serious misogyny issues #and then shes thrown on a case everyone thinks is bullshit with her assistant being a fucking idol #and said idol turns out to be the culprit she was looking for and his entire job was to make sure she didnt get too close #and she learns this AFTER shes grown to have a rapport with him!!!! she trusted his opinions!!!!!! #sae is so full of eldest daughter syndrome its unreal