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A birkin bag for Y/n - Lando Norris x Horner! Reader

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Warnings: sexual references, swearing, mentions of alcohol

summary: When Y/n‘s situationship gifts her a really expensive bag seemingly out of the blue it causes quite the talk in the paddock. Little does she know he‘s just trying to show everyone who she belongs to. (Inspired by the famous birkin bag scene in Gilmore Girls)

Lando was intrigued with you from day one. Literally from the get go. He remembers the first time he had bumped into you in the halls of his close friends home. He clearly remembers every second despite being hungover from the night before.

Your hands were jam packed with all kinds of crafting supplies that shattered on the ground, crayons spilling everywhere.

„Ah shit!“ the sleepy guy exclaimed as a small hand immediately slapped his shoulder. He looked at your face in shock. He was violently hungover from his late night celebraions with a certain three time world champion yet he had never seen such a beautiful thing.

„Shh!“ you whispered, him raising his brows questiongly „Penelope could hear you!“

Lando chuckled, as you started picking up all the crayons. He kneeled down grabbing some as well. He knew your face was somehow familiar. He couldn’t quite place it though. The freckles, the dimples and that hair.

„Babysitter?“ he asked mustering your face.

„Sort of.“ you nodded, shooting him an innocent yet friendly smile „Family friend.“

He hands you a blue crayon with a grin. You knew the grin probably made any girl weak in the knees and judging from the blonde woman you and little Penelope had watched stumble out of his room this morning while munching on your cereal, he knew as well.

„Well nice to meet you nanny.“

You cringe at the name before rolling your eyes „Nice to meet you to Lando.“

Lando had loved that. You hadn’t acted like you didnt know his name. You just didn’t care enough to pretend to ask. You smiled again before licking your lips and getting up. Hearing Penelope call your name. Y/n. What a name. He eatched you stumble away on that day, knowing he wanted to get to know you.

And he did. He learned very quickly,that you were in fact Horners daughter. Which was of course to his luck, because Christian loved him. So he showed up at family hosted events, made some apparences in the red bull motor home and before he knew it you spent the night at his.

Well it wasn‘t that easy. He had to do some convincing. But god Lando loved kissing you. He was addicted to it in fact. In every corner, whenever noone was watching his lips were on yours as he pressed you against the walls.

„Someone could see.“ you mumbled against his soft lips, slightly pressing your palms against his broad chest. Having to control youraelf from giving in.

„I don’t care.“ he chuckled his hands under your shirt rather quickly.

It was always like this. Sneaking around, yet most of the grid was aware off the little fling. But Lando had told you quite blank from day one; he didn’t do boyfriend and girlfriend. And having gotten out of a longer realitionship just months prior you were okay with that. You could do it, you thought. And it was fun for a minute. Exciting and new.

„No strings.“ you held out your little finger snd Lando rolled his eyes at the childish gesture. But he interwined his pinky with yours anyway after some hesitation. Laying on his hotelroom bed with your body next to his.

„No strings.“ he nodded. You smiled waiting for the next words before you raised your brows.

„You gotta say it.“ you exclaimed gesturing to your interwined hands.

„I don‘t want to.“ he groaned, his body pressing against yours as he was hovere above you.

„Okay.“ you nodded before turning around and crossing your arms „Then no sex.“

Lando chuckled pulling you into his body as he inhaled your scent „Fine.“

You smiled waiting to hear the words escape his lips as he pressed his lips against the crook of your neck „I pinky promise.“

Months passed like that. And it was fun for a moment. But reality eventually creeped back up. And as you were sat at brunch at your dads house back in England, having scrolled through endless pictures of Lando celebrating his podium in Silverstone the day prior. Including pictures of him with countless women. But you knew it was no fair. He could do whatever he wanted. Yet you somehow had gotten the sense that he maybe wasn’t sleeping around like that anymore. After all, you two saw eachother almost every week at least very two weeks. You just thought maybe it was heading somewhere, but clearly its wasn‘t.

It had been so easy. Life had been good. You had an internship at a sports paper back in Monaco. You were studying to be a journalist, meaning you weren’t necessairily location bound. And it allowed you to attend races. Which allowed you to see Lando. But not this race. You hsd promised Lando you‘d make it but cancelled last minute as you had to attend some stupid event in Monte Carlo. You had watched the race on the toilet, your phone in your hands the whole night. God you had been so proud once he had finished that crossing line. If only he knew how important he was to you. You think you might even have screamed a little when it was over. And of course you had immediately texted him. „Plan A babyyyy! so proud of you Lan, kisses and see you soon xx“

But there hadn‘t been any response. And seeing the pictures from the whole ordeal over the weekend you now understood why. While you had sat on the plan, still wearing your gown from the event he had been out and fooled around with lord knows who. You knew you had no right to be jealous or something. But you weren’t even jealous. You were just dissapointed, having expexted to be a little more important than that. But Lando was a player. He didn‘t do boyfriend/girlfriend.

You were so lost in your thoughts, not even having heard the front door open. Starkng at the perfectly arranged flowers your stepmom had on the wooden table. The whole house and every corner was so perfect, it made you think about how your dad really had a great woman by his side. She had made this place a home. Something it truly hadn’t been growing up there.

„Well good morning sweetheart!“ your fathers voice appeared behind you as your dad walked into the dining room where the brunch had been prepared.

Max and Kelly following behind him, having all drove out here to get some time off. The countryside the perfect place to do so. No people who‘d recognize you, not even in the little town nearby. And even if they did, they truly didn‘t care enough to bother you.

„Dad.“ you smiled getting up and hugging your father tightly, your arms wrapping stound his taller figure. Your dad quite suprised by the affectionate hug, as he held you close for some seconds; He immediately knew. From the second he saw you staring blankly at that wall just before to this desperate hug, something was wrong. He watched you greet everyone else with a somehow fake smile, including Max and Kelly who both hadn‘t seen you in some time as your job was keeping you really busy.

„What are you even doing back home?“ your dad later asked as everyone was eating.

„Well, I was suprised to to see her stumble in here this morning.“ Geri, your stepmom chuckled.

Max mustering you. He knew, he had seen the pictures. Well he had been there. Having told Lando if he was aware of the cameras on him as he was pushing his tounge down some girls throat. He even told some people to delete the photos. But people were drunk, plus Lando was famous. A deadly combination.

„What about Y/n, Lando?“

Max knew you two weren’t exactly offical. He had no idea what kind of realitionshipi it was. But he had seen you two. It was evident you both had feelings for eachother. So this was just stupid. It would hurt both of you. Especially you and Max thought of you like a little sister.

„Why should I care?“ Lando groaned sounding extremly cocky, making Max wanna puke. Lando scrunched his nose before he pushed past the dutch guy who just stood there baffled.

Now seeing your puffy eyes looking at everyone at the table. Max knew; you had seen the stupid pictures. You probably had flown out to England for Lando. And Lando had been an absolute idiot the past 24 hours.

„I wanted to suprise you.“ you whispered, lying to your dad. But your dad wasn’t stupid, he knew it probably had to do with a certain british boy who you seemingly had befriended ove the past few months. He had his concerns but you were a grown woman, he knew he shouldn’t get inbetween anything.So he just smiled before nodding „Well that’s nice. I‘m certainly surprised honey.“

The week passed quick. You spent some time with your siblings and Max and Kelly before saying your goodbyes again. Telling your dad you‘d see him in Hungary.

„Come to London please.“ You couldnt believe it. After three whole days of zero contact he had finally texted you. He didn‘t ask yet he clearly saw your instagram story showing you were back home. You wanted to text him, be mad and tell him how hurt you were. But you weren’t like this. Your weekend with your patents had made you realize you haf been raised better. Maybe you had lied to yourself. Maybe you couldn‘t do no strings attached. Maybe having standards was a good thing.

So you didn‘t respond. You told him a couple of days later; „sorry was busy, see you in hungary.“

It was the weekend before the Grand Prix you attended yet another absoluetly jam packed Gala event in Monaco. You were luckily not gonna be important next to all the stars and socialites there. So you put on some regular black dress, did your own hair and makeup before getting an uber there.

The evening was rather dull. But you‘d have to report on it for the paper next week so you had to stay for every second. You saw a couple if familiar faces, talked to some old family friends before admiring the beautiful hotel the thing was hosted at. The big chandeliers sparkling so brightly, you were bound to be mesmerized. It was then as you grabbed yet another glass of champagne when you turned around bumping into some guys chest.

„Oh. I‘m sorry!“ you exclaimed looking up at the familiar face. The blonde hair sitting ever so perfectly as the tailored suit sat on his broad shoulders. The tall guy shooting you a sly grin „You‘re fine my love dont worry.“

„Logan.“ you chuckled. Having seen the rookie a couple of times at least. But never really having spoken to him.

„Hello there.“ he waved awkwardly before induldging you in some small talk.

Logan was nice guy. Despite the internet making fun of him for his very american ways he was nice and polite. It started as nice chatters but somehow you two ended up at a corner at the empty bar, downing glass after glass of whatever alcoholic beverage the american ordered.

„So weird seeing you without Norris.“ he eventually bound up saying.

You scrunched your nose, a thing you always did but even more when you were drunk. If there was botox for that you might as well start young.

„Why is that weird?“ you giggle, your words coming out slower than usual as you kick your heels against the legs of the bar chair. Playing with the rim of your already empty champagne glass.

Logan looks down at you, seeing you nervously bounce your legs. He licks his lips, and if you weren‘t shitfaced you would have gotten the ick a long time ago. The guy was so obviously trying to flirt with you. Something you hated. Well except when Lando did it.

„Ah, I don‘t know I just thought he was your boyfriend?“

You burst out into laughter, causing some of the last people in there to look at you. Women being loud, something people clearly hated or were at least severly triggered by.

„What‘s so funny?“ Logan blushed looking around, kind of embarassed by the eyes on you. Lando would never be embarrassed. Yeah well Landos laugh was also way louder than yours.

„See…“ you catch your breath, before rolling your eyes and playfully punching his shoulder „Norris doesn’t do girlfriend boyfriend or boyfirend girfriend silly!“

Logan chuckled before his hand was placed on your upper thigh. It was like he had waited to hear that. It came so quick and at the most obvious time. The american guy leaned in towards you before whispering into your ear „You wanna head home?“

He smelled weird. No he actually smelled fine. He just didn’t smell like Lando. Lando smelled so perfect. Like your favorite smell ever.

Your heart ached for a second. This probably was good right? You had to do the whole multiple people thing. Lando was doing it. So you also had to.

„Why not?“

So you walked out the place with the blonde american. Not looking back once. Only what you didn‘t notice as you stumbled down the stairs with your heels in your hands was that, Arthur Leclerc who was Charles brother and Oscars best friend had waited for his girfriend outside when he spotted a very tipsy you get in a car with none other that Logan Sargeant.

The week passed rather quick and before you knew it you were sat on a plane towards Hungary. You were gonna arrive just in time for Qualifying. Heading straight from the airport to the paddock, having to change into a appropriate outfit at the airport toilet. Again. Low point.

It was a long taxi drive later that you made your way into the paddock, holding your recorder and noteclips. What you hadn’t known strutting, in there in your still perfectly white suit that could have used some ironing but no one’s perfect, that you actually had been the talk of the grid over the past two days.

Arthur Leclerc had a loose mouth. He had immediately texted Charles asking if Y/n Horner wasn’t involved with Lando Norris anymore. To which the older Leclerc responded that as far as he knew Lando and Y/n were somehow together all the time but not really exclusive. When Arthur dished the tea to him later the next day that he had seen you and Sargeant looking rather cozy with one another Charles immediately texted Carlos asking if there was trouble in heaven. The boys just loved gossip. And we all know who Carlos is best friends with.

On press day the ferrari driver asked his former teammate, right after getting of the panel „So Y/n’s really not as goody two shoes as we thought huh?“

Lando looked at him confused, he had just spent four days figuring what he had done to seemingly piss you off. No messages, the way you had stayed with your dad when you had promisef him to come to London. He missed you. He just couldn‘ admit that. No strings right? Plus he didn’t do boyfriend girlfriend.

„What do you mean? What about her?“

„Yeah well…“ Carlos chuckled awkwardly now spotting the very hot topic off his rumor talking to Oscar in the corner of the waiting room. Logan was showing Oscar something on his phone while the two youngest guys on the track waited for their turn to do interviews.

„Carlos, I don‘t have all day.“ Lando groaned, punching his friends shoulder „What about Y/n?“

Carlos contemplated for a second. He knew Lando was acting like he had no feelings for you but Carlos knew exactly that wasn‘t the case. He had after all been the one dragging the brit home after the silverstone afterparty. And the whole drive to the hotel the young Mclaren driver kept on talking about you and everything about you and everything about your looks and so on.

„Her eyes. Her hair, the way she scrunches her nose when shes confused.“ Lando slurred his head on Carlos lap as he was about to pass out „Y/n‘s just great. She- She is girlfriend material.“

„So Charles told me that Arthur told him. That last Saturday at some sort of Gala in Monaco, he spotted Y/n leaving with another driver…“

„What!“ Lando yelled immediately , causing everyone to look at him. Carlos hand covered his mouth, stopping him from screaming the place down. Shooting everyone an awkward smile as they continued their own thing with raised eyebrows.

„Shh!“ Carlos whispered as Lando looked at him in fury before removing the hand from his mouth.

„Don’t tell me to shush! Who the fuck did she leave with!“ he whisper yelled, and Carlos sighed. He really didn’t want any bad blood in between the grid to start because of him so he knew he couldn’t tell names:

„Well, Lando you two aren’t official so you dont really have the right to get mad at her.“ Carlos explained trying to sound reasonable. But Lando just raised his eyebrows holding up his hands clearly acting innocent as a lamb.

„Hold on! I‘m not mad at her! Im mad at whoever thinks its okay to take something that clearly belongs to me!“

Carlos chuckled. His friend sounded like a little kid in preschool who‘s toy was stolen. Guess that’s what love does to you „Lando first of all no one really knows if you two are offical or not…“

„I don‘t have to be offical with her, she‘s off limits for any other driver and they know it.“ he argues back and it actually makes so much sense in his head. Much more sense than it does to Carlos at least „If you don’t actually your car, I‘ll still never juste drive it.“

„But Y/n‘s not some bag Lando. You cant actually own her-„

„Thats it!“ Lando smiled and Carlos looked rather confused. He musters his seemingly insane friend who looked like he had just found the answer to lifes most profound question.

„What?“

„Im gonna get her a bag.“

You had just arrived at some food stand, grabbing a coffee and a bagle when a hand grabbed yours. You turned around looking up at the beautiful curly haired guy. Landos eyes looked at you as he had a huge grin on his face „Hey baby.“

„Lan.“ you stated, rather suprised by the bubbly greeting. Last time you had checked both of you were ignoring one another. But Lando didn‘t even give you any time, he put his hand on your back before guiding you towards the mclaren motorhome like he was on some sort of mission.

„What are you doing?“ you chuckled as he pulled you past security who grabbed your bagle and coffee as it was not allowed to bring food from outside. Rude. You looked Lando up and down as you followed him. He was already in race gear probably having to go on track any minute now.

The young guy didn’t say a word he just pulled you into his drivers room closing the door behind him quickly. Before he immediately smashes his lips against yours leaving you no choice but kiss him back. After a while you come to your senses as you push him off you “What‘s going on Lan?“

You missed this. But you weren’t naive, he was acting like you hadn‘t completely had zero contact over the last two weeks. Like he hadn’t ignored you for days after Silverstone. Lando pressed his lips together, his hands still on your waist. He looked like he was contemplating to say something but then shook his head.

„Baby.“ he whispered, his fingers digging into the material of your white blazer.

„Yes?“ you asked sounding rather hopeful. Maybe youw two were actually gonna talk for once.

Lando looked into your eyes before taking a deep breath „I got you something.“

He what? The brit now turned around and you looked at him dumbfounded. He walked over to the cabinet pulling out an orange paper bag. You furrowed your brows. Not understanding what on earth he was doing. He got you a present?

„Here.“ the brown haired handed you the big bag and you looked at him confused.

„It‘s not my birthday yet.“ you stated knowing your birthday was coming up soon. Maybe he had remembered wrong, wouldn’t be a suprise as he seemingly didn’t care where you had been the last two weeks.

„I know but just open it!“ he chuckled, sounding like an excited little boy. You can’t help but giggle nodding as you walk towards the table. You place the bag down pulling out an orange cotton bag. You look at Lando still lost before pulling out the inside. Holding a rathe big snd bright pink leather bag in your hand.

You scrunch your nose „A purse?“

„You dont like it?“ Lando looks panicked and you get even more confused. He sighs rubbing his face „I thought pink was your favorite color.“

„No it’s nice! Really nice!“ you admit looking at the bag „Im just confused why you got me a- a bag? I mean i know im a girl, and I love bags but why..“

„It‘s not just any bag.“ he chuckles, only now realizing you had no idea what you were holding in your hands. He forgot you actually grew up with only a father. This could be amusing.

„What is it then? A special bag?“

„Ah forget it.“ Lando shrugged it off, kissing your cheek . This maybe was actually good. If you didn’t know what the bag meant you‘d go parade it in front of everyone which was exactly what Lando wanted. This bag would surely keep anyone away „I hope you like it baby.“

„I love it Lan!“ you smiled, before tiptoeing and kissing his cheeks. In all honesty the bag was nice but you had still no idea why he‘d just gift you some purse. But you figured it was his way of aplogizing or somethingand you really had no time to discuss the matter at that moment „If you excuse me now I gotta go show everyone my new bag and you have to go race. Good luck!“

Lando couldnt believe it. His plan had sorta backfired. But in the weirdest most unexpected way. He was stunned as he watched you strutting away with your new bag in one hand as you grabbed your coffe on your way out. This could be fun.

Kelly was watching her boyfriend qualifying from the redbull garage as she noticed you walk up to her. The dark haired woman smiled talking off her headphones „Y/n!“

„Kells!“ you embraced her in a hug. You two catch up a little and you just wanna ask Kelly about Little P when her eyes fall onto the bright pink thing in your hand. Kelly raised her eyebrows staring at it“Wow does your internship suddenly pay that much?“

„What?“ you chuckled, noticing her eyes on your bag. You pull it up swinging it around a little before wiggling your eyebrows „Oh, this?“

You roll your eyes turning it around „It‘ a pretty nice bag right?“

Kelly looks at you a little stunned „Nice?“

„You dont like it?“ you ask mustering the older woman „Well you won’t believe this but Lando got me this, totally random!“

„Lando got you a birkin!“ Kelly now yelled covering her mouth in shock as everyone started to look at the two of you. It was then that your step mom appeared from the backroom, taking off her own headset. Looking at Kelly and than at you snd than the very pink bag in your hand.

„That’s what it‘s called?“ you scrunched your nose before chuckling„Its apparently a special purse.“

„Who got you this?“ Geri now asked looking utterly confused at the very beauty you were holding in your hands. She had seen her share of beautiful birkins but this was next level. You grew more confused by the second as people were suddenly hovered around you, well especially women.

„Well- Hello to you to.“ you say rolling your eyes „It‘s just a bag girls. Lando got me it and it was so weird, it was completly out of the blue!“

„Just a bag?“ Geri asked, looking at Kelly unbelievingly „Y/n thats a very nice purse!“

„Oh.“ you state, raising your eyebrows „Maybe I shouldn’t use it then?“

„Oh no, A birkin bag is meant to be used honey!“ Geri chuckled, and Kelly can’t help but laugh along still absolutely shocked„Max never got me a birkin bag.“

„Whatever.“ you now shrug not knowing how a bag could be such a big deal. The two women continue their jokes before you walk around and take off. You had work to do after all. You muster your bag one last time. A birkin bag. Whatever that was. You should probably google it later.

Talk of the bright pink birkin bag that had been gifter by the very Lando Norris spread like water. Soon everyone knew about the most expensive hermes bag being given to a certain young journalist who was parading it like she had zero idea what it was. Well, that was actually the truth. Even instagram had their fieldday seeing you enter Mclarens motorhomes with Lando and leaving it with a pink birkin.

But you were too busy to notice. You only noticed the stared from every woman passing you and the fact that even some of the drivers started whispering and pointing at you whenever you passed them.

When Carlos bumped into you and noticed the little thing in your hand he immediately wanted to slap Lando. He Couldn’t believe the young guy thad actually pulled through with the utter insane plan. He had watched the guy make five hundred calls the day prior. If he had known what kinda bag he was on the hunt for, he‘d probably tell him to forget it.

„Max!“ Carlos yelled running up to the dutch driver, Max turning around „Yes?

„Did you see what he did?“ Carlos asked completely out of breath. Max raised his eyebrows taking a sip of his water in his Red Bull bottle.

„Who did what?“ Max asked, looking at the spanish ferrari driver.

„Lando.“ he stated and Max ju shrugged his shoulders, completely oblivious to the gossip that had been circulating all day„He bought her a birkin bag!“

„Who?“

„Y/n!“

„That little sly fuck!“ Max cussed, not actually believing what he was hearing. Everyone knew what gifting a birkin to a woman means. It‘s like putting a lock on her. It could be only described as some sort of pre proposal, letting every guy know: she is in fact off limits and you better back off.

„He couldnt ask her out normally huh?“ Max laughed shaking his head, grinning at the thought of the young brit.

„No. It‘s Lando. Typical Lando.“

On race day you decided you had enough for once and for all from the stares shot your way every second you walked through the paddock. The bag was pretty yes, but people were surely acting like it was a god. You walked into the redbulm garage approaching Kelly who was stood there with Max and your dad.

„Guys!“ they all stared at you as you looked at them in frustration.

„What the hell is the deal with this stupid purse!“ you held up the thing once again and your dad looked at you suprised while Max chuckles. There‘s a moment of silence before your father crosses his arms, raising his eyebrows.

„It‘s hideous?“ Christian asked. Max and Kelly looking at both of you stunned.

„Dad!“ you punched him with the bag as he laughed like an evil witch. He always made fun of your clothes so this wasn’t personal.

„Y/n!“ Kelly yells before the panicked women reaches out to garv the bag out of you hands like it was a child in need. She wrapped her arms around it protectively looking at you in fury. Meanwhile you look at her like she’s the one that’s lost her mind and so does your dad.

„What the-„

„Okay Christian.“ Max took a deep breath, looking at Kelly who was looking at him in desperation. Silently begging him to put an end to her misery of watching you treat a birkin like that„You may wanna take a seat for this.“

„Bullocks.“ Christian chuckled raising his eyebrows as you looked at Max confused. What was everyone’s problem?

„Well, this bag.“ Max ponited at the thing in Kellys hand and you looked at him exceptingly „It’s a birkin bag. And Lando gave it to you? Right Y/n?“

You slowly nodded, your dad already confused on why Lando would even buy you a bag in the first place. You weren’t that serious, right?

„Well its a forty thousand dollar bag. At least.“ Kelly now stated.

You felt like your heart stopped beating „A what?“

„Why?“ your dad now looks at you putting two and two together „Why does Norris gift you a forty thousand dollar bag Y/n?“

„I- Uhm.“

„I don’t know?“ you lied, before going to grab the bag from Kelly’s hand. Your dad throwing daggers at you. Realizing his daughter actually isn’t as innocent as she seems. You grin awkwardly „If you excuse me now. I gotta go!“

You wahtched the race from the stands, figuring you‘d be safest there as you tried to grasp the sheer fact that Lando had actually bought you a bag that cost more than all your other bags combined. And god you didn’t even say thank you really. But you also truly didn’t understand why he‘d do something so insane. This was serious. You don‘t gift bags like this to your situationship. After a long day you finally headed back to the hotel. Texting Lando to come to your room to talk on your way there.

You were getting ready to out to dinner with your family when a knock appeared at your door. In nothing but yout bathrobe you went to open the door expecting it to be Lando only to be met with a certain american guy lean against your doorframe „Howdy.“

„Logan.“ your eyes were wide open as he looked you up and down with a sly grin.

„Greetings.“ god he was unbarebale when not drunk. You look at the taller guy an awkward grin plastered on your lips.

„What do you want?“ you asked and you knew it sounded quite rude. But you quite honestly didn’t care because Lando could show up any second and you didn’t exactly want him to find you here with Logan.

„I wanna talk.“ He speaks as he pushes past you. You watch him enter your room. Well he was persistent.

„Well, now really is a bad time.“ you stated gesturing to your soaking wet hair and bathrobe. He really had to leave.

„How so?“

„Well, to be quite frank.“ but you couldnt finish it because a second later the door opened behind you. You shut your eyes knowing exactly who that was and how this was gonna look for you. Lando walks in fully dressed for the night, spotting you stand there in your bathrobe, your back turned towards him and in the room none other than. What? Logan? Really?

„What the fuck is he doing here.“ Lando asked not even acknowledging Logans presence. Great. Could anything go your way. You sighed turning around and looking at him „Lan…“

„I‘m here to pick her up for dinner.“ Logan states crossing his arms. You turn back around. He was not serious. „What?“

„Excuse me?“ Lando hissed, clearly already getting worked up about the fact that the Williams driver had the audacity to show up here after he had clearly made sure the whole paddock knew you were his. The birkin had done his job. People had already texted him congratulations on the realitionship.

„Yes remember, we made the plans last week when I came to your place?“ Logan asks you, quite literally doing it on purpose. You knew he was doing it on purpose.

„So hold on!“ Lando grabbed your shoulde and you turned around to look at his pissed off expression „He‘s the other driver?“

„The other what?“ you exclaimed being quite lost. Logan just chuckling, he had heard that Lando was trying scare someone off, apparently it was him. It mad Logan chuckle, surely you wouldn’t be so easy right?

„Last week you left an event with another driver!“ Lando hissed, pointing at the blonde american whi stood there with a cocky smile “It was him?“

„Yes.“ Logan grinned and you knew if he wanted Lando to punch him he was almost there. The brit had a short temper for stuff like this.

„Wait!“ you now yelled turning your attention towards Lando only „How do you know that!“

„Arthur saw you.“ Lando hissed, looking at you with a digusted expression. He starts to pace up and down the room and you roll your eyes at the dramatics.

„Lando calm down!“

„He’sinsane.“ Logan chuckled, shaking his head „Thinking he can put dibs on girl with some freaking bag just because he‘s too stupid to ask her out.“

„Logan!“ you now sighed , pointing at the door „Leave!“

Logan looks at you unamused but seeing you were serious. He rolls his eyes before pushing past you and leaving your room. Slamming tbe door shut on his way out, causing you to flinch as you stare at Lando who‘s looking like some maniac.

„Jesus!“ you sighed.

„Did you have s*x with him?“ Lando asked, blurting it out without hesitation but scared of the answer. You looked at him completely lost on what gave him that idea. Arthur for sure wasn’t a reliable source. Noted.

„What if I did Lando? We agreed on no strings!“ you tried to reason with him. The whole bag thing and him acting all jealous. It made zero sense „Its not like you weren‘t the one who was partying with a million girls after Silverstone.“

„Because I was mad at you!“ Lando now yelled. He really hated to admit this. He hated talking. He‘d rather buy you a million birkins but he knew his words were now needed.

„For what?“

„For not being there. You knew how important it was for me!“

„Lando I had to work!“ you sighed, still lost on how this all made sense „Thats why you slept with other women? Because you missed me?“

„I didn‘t sleep with anyone!“ he now defensed himself. You take a step back raising your brows as you realize you had been foolish.

„But the pictures?“

„Yes I made out with some of them. Im not proud. But I went home with Carlos.“ he sighed, looking at your smaller frame „And I got you that bag hoping you‘d forgive me for that. Well I also got it to scare the competition off.“

„Why didnt you say anything?“

„The bag speaks for itself or so I thought.“ he shakes his head „Only I forgot you aren’t like every other girl.“

„Lan.“ you smiled weakly, approaching him and putting your hand against his face „It‘s a nice bag. But unfortunately you will have to take it back because baby, forty thousand dollars? Thats ridiculous!“

Lando chuckled knowing how insane he sounded. He looked down at you „It was fifty thousand actually. I was trying compete with the other driver. If had known it was Sargeant I‘d gotten you something cheaper trust me.“

You can’t help but laugh „You’re mean!“

„No but seriously? He’s american!“ Lando said his voice all high pitched.

„I know.“ you. giggle, shaking your head „I didn’t t sleep with him tough baby. So you can take the bag back and buy yourself a car.

„Oh thank god!“ Lando sighed in relief his whole body relaxing. God he could be dramatic.

„I thought I was gonna have to pull an exorcism to get that thought out of my head.“

„Well we kissed.“ you smirk „So theres your exorcism.“

Lando fake gags and you punch his shoulder. Before wrapping your arms around his neck. Tugging on his curls. You look into his beautiful eyes, and he smiles down at you.

„So this no strings thing.“ he mumbles, biting the inside of his cheek. You feel your heart flutter as he comes down and kisses your lips softly his hand on your chin. He smiles „Its really just silly isn‘t it?“

You giggle „It is silly baby.“

„Okay from now on its strings baby.“ he states his hands wrapping around you body.

„Oh-„ you look at him with a scrunched nose „You might wanna skip that and go do boyfriend girlfriend right away.“

„Why?“

„Mhm…“ you sighed „Pretty sure my dad knows we had s*x.“

„What?!“ his eyes are wide open „How?“

„The stupid-„ you start but he interrupts you with raised brows.

„Birkin Bag.“

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hanniluvi · 10 months

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💭 — NIKI AS YOUR BOYFRIEND !

my friends chose riki, so i’m doing a riki ver 🫶 ty sillies !!!

warnings : mentions of pet names “babe/love”, mentions of kissing

— seeks to your comfort. he isn’t too expressive with his thoughts, yet he finds himself telling you everything that was hard on him. when he’s down, he immediately wants to be in your embrace, as you would be willing to help him and play with his hair. he’s just that comfortable of showing that side of his to you, knowing you wouldn’t judge him <3

— definitely loves teasing. he loves joking around with his love ones, hence the amount of pranks he pulls on you. of course, he would always apologize while laughing at you. you get him back real good though!!

— loves taking silly pictures of you with him. like you both could be posing randomly and giggle about each other for a long period of time. he has a whole album of photos of you and him ! he likes going through the album when he’s gone and missing you a lot </3

— he lives for praise. i feel like he would feel extremely happy when you reassure him that he’s the best of the best. your compliments are the only ones he could ever think about. whenever he’s having a hard time, he just thinks of you, knowing you’d be cheering him on so hard right now.

— prefers action over words. instead of giving daily affirmations, he tries comforting you with touch. he doesn’t want to slip up when speaking, so he prefers doing little things like playing w/ your hands or just hugging. his touch is used to try to make you remember that he will always be by your side :)

— plus, why affirmations if you know he’s yours and you are his? but, if you’re someone who prefers that, he would try to sneak a few daily, just to make you happy :]

— starting off the relationship, it might be a little awkward bc he doesn’t know what to do!! you might have to be the first to initiate, or he just invites you to do whatever he’s doing, making you two bond <3

— if he’s been with you for a while, he’s always thinking about a second person, it’s become a habit. he goes shopping, would you like this as well? he’s out with the others, would you enjoy this trip too? he’s dancing, you’d be excited to see the choreography he made right? he’s just the sweetest </3

— loves texting you! sure, he loves calling, but texting is his thing. it’s more easy to come up with convos and not having to wait awkwardly on the other line. def a spam texter, but don’t mind him, he just wants to share everything w/ you :(

— likes hugging you from behind bc it scares you LMAO. like he could just suddenly appear and jump on your back, making you be all shocked

— “what the heck, ki?” “what? i can’t hug my gee eff now??”

— if you guys are real comfortable w/ each other, expect you guys clinging 24/7. watching tv? you’re holding him or you have each other’s legs on the other. sleeping? you’re cuddling. eating? he’s sitting next to you just so your shoulders touch. he loves you okay!!!

— sure, he got all that height, but loves being a little spoon! he’s fine w/ being the big spoon and sometimes ask to be one himself, but being the little spoon is his way of thinking that you’re always going to be with him no matter what. and bc you guys always hug/cuddle, he can’t sleep by myself without holding something. (you did that to him.)

— would blush every time you kiss him. like if he runs away, leaving a peck on your cheek, what do you think he acts under your touch?! like if you suddenly just go near him and give him a peck on the cheek, he’s all giddy and smiling to himself. oh, you can DEFINITELY feel him get red when you kiss him all over his face. begs you to do the lipstick trend on tiktok just for the kisses.

— probably giddy when you say “i love you” to him. he tries to keep his cool in front of the others when hear you say it to him. ps: it doesn’t work because he’s always smiling like a big dork. your dork only is something he would say.

— “ooo, look at our riki all grown up!” “jake, i WILL not—” you can imagine how it ends up <3

— not too big on pet names, maybe only uses it to tease you. if he were to use them, babe/love would be his go to.

— probably loves drawing/tracing your arms or legs when he’s bored. don’t be shocked if half of your leg is filled with HIS doodles. can you imagine a family of shin-chans… oml…

— would love teaching you. if you come from a different culture, he would love teaching you his. but if you’re from the same, you’d bond over that. he will js have to find something else to teach you !!!

— you guys make playlists together and rotate the three (one made for you, one made for him, one made by both of you) to listen to. leads to a bunch of singing and dancing <3

💭 — i only have 3 members to do after this omg..wonder who i should do next

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vampcubus · 1 year

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Roommate!Kyojuro who’s been your best friend since Pre-K. You know each other inside and out, down to your usual orders and all your favorite restaurants.

Roommate!Kyojuro who brings you food whenever he stops to grab takeout, always thinking of you and what you’d want. Haven’t eaten lunch yet? He’s driving up to your work so you can eat in his car. Falling asleep during college classes? He’ll show up with your favorite coffee order.

Roommate!Kyojuro who can read your mood with a single look and knows exactly what to say to get you cracking up. He’s emotionally intelligent and gives you massive side eye if you try to lie and say you’re feeling fine when you’re clearly not.

Roommate!Kyojuro who makes you do silly TikToks with him and has countless random pictures of you doing the most mundane shit in his camera roll. Most of the photos he takes are ruined somehow; there’s always a glare of light or you move at the last moment. Among those god-awful cryptid pics are albums upon albums of pictures of you two together. All photos from trips you’ve taken, those impulsive 3 am outings, and movie nights with you passed out on his shoulder.

Roommate!Kyojuro who sends you a meme when you’re both supposed to be asleep just to hear you laugh through the wall separating your rooms.

Roommate!Kyojuro who pokes his head into the kitchen the moment he hears pots and pans being moved around. “What’re you cooking?”

Roommate!Kyojuro who relies on you for meals that aren’t takeout since he’s a pretty crummy cook, and though you’ve made progress teaching him, his rice still comes out crunchy and he overcooks most other things. Whenever you’re away for a few days he sends you pics of the meals he attempts by himself seeking your approval. Pls tell him his grilled cheese looks amazing, he’s so proud of it.

Roommate!Kyojuro who will actually RKO you if you even try to do the dishes. “You go through the trouble of cooking for me every day. I don’t want you to even look at those dishes, you hear me?” And if he finds out you did them, you’re in for an earful.

Roommate!Kyojuro who would never force you to come to the gym with him but always insists that he come along when you go. His close proximity wards off creeps and he’s an amazing hype man so you never complain, but he genuinely just wants to make sure you’re safe while you’re there.

Roommate!Kyojuro who cuddles with you on the couch and gets sucked into your tv dramas. He has the funniest reactions to shady moments and fights. He never fails to fall asleep at integral moments and needs to be briefed again, but acts so betrayed when he catches you watching them without him.

Roommate!Kyojuro who gets into crochet and makes you cute little plushies and socks. He’s SO proud to present his first full blanket to you and melts into a puddle whenever he finds you snuggled up with it.

Roommate!Kyojuro who has a bit of a “stray problem” and is always feeding the stray cats that roam around your apartment complex. At least two or three of them have become 100% indoor cats and he considers them his children. Takes them to get all their shots, sends you clips of them doing silly stuff while you’re at work, and crochets toys for them. He tears up when the most aloof kitty starts batting one of the crochet mice around. Sends you a frantic text of “HE TOUCHED IT!!!”

Roommate!Kyojuro who mindlessly tosses your laundry in with his if he sees it building up.

Roommate!Kyojuro who sneaks your shampoo because he likes the way you smell and acts dumb when you complain about running out so fast.

Roommate!Kyojuro who respects you too much to steal your panties when they get mixed in with his laundry but desperately humps into his fist later that night to thoughts of you filling them. A hand clapped over his mouth to smother his loud whimpers so he doesn’t alert your sleeping form through the paper-thin wall between your rooms.

Roommate!Kyojuro who wants to tell you how everything you do inadvertently turns him on, but would rather die than risk fucking up your friendship.

Roommate!Kyojuro that always cums with your name on his lips without fail, golden-red eyes rolled back as he fantasizes about your hands replacing his own.

Roommate!Kyojuro who never forgot the time you were dared to kiss at a party in high school. The soft press of your plush lips against his trembling ones has been burnt into his mind, always surfacing when he’s rutting into a pillow, pretending it's you. He imagines kissing you so often it’s a wonder you don’t see the way his eyes stare at your lips when you drink from a straw or chew at a pen.

Roommate!Kyojuro who would do anything for you, but selfishly wishes you'd see him as more than a friend.

#‧₊🦇˚⊹ ashi writes #wanted to try this trend #rengoku kyojuro x reader #kyojuro rengoku x reader #kyoujurou rengoku x reader #rengoku kyoujurou x reader #rengoku x reader #kyojuro x reader #n/sfw #kny smut

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illiicits · 8 months

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Everything will be okay

Hi everyone!

I would like to start by saying this was very quickly read through and I wrote this while I was at work lol. So I’m sorry if it makes no sense or there are really bad mistakes. I’ll try to come back and fix them. Thank you for reading it and I hope you like it!

Warnings: Azriel x Female reader, some slight dirty talk (not that much), sexual scenes 18+, some cuteness between Az and reader, use of Y/N.

Word count: 5060

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You couldn’t help but envy the beautiful Acheron sister’s. In your opinion Feyre was enough. The Acheron female had infested your beautiful home with something you couldn’t quite understand. You got along just fine with the women, Often hanging out and lending your time to entertain her when she calls. Close friends is what you’d say you are with feyre though mostly one sided at times, on your part.

When the inner circle went to hybron everything went down hill. Chaos was the only word you could describe the event with.

Utter chaos.

Nothing went the way anyone thought it would; especially when evil human queens decided to play with life all for nothing. When two more Acheron sisters showed up out of nowhere you didn’t think much of the effect either of the two newly added children would bring to the inner circle.

When Hybren pulled his stupid little cauldron stunt you were at a disbelief that two arguably already pretty girls turn into stunning gorgeous women.

Watching both the girls stand soaking wet amazed you. The whole experience was a sight to see.

You didn’t not envy the two newly fae women. While beautiful and elegant looking none of the fae could come close to comparing to your kind.

You, yourself, are of rare beauty and pure power. Something the creatures of the world wouldn’t understand if you explained in detail.

You watched sweet little Elain find her mate right away. You watched the fire, hatred filled Acheron sister find her lover too. You couldn’t help the displeased look cross your face at that time. You couldn’t help but to slightly hate the two young sisters who suddenly became so in your face, much like Feyre. You had set aside and locked away your possessive side for Feyre regarding Rhys.

You never had any romantic relationship or feelings towards the high lord. He simply became family after he saved you years ago. You were possessive of all the inner circle, Rhys, Mor, Amren, Cassian, and Azriel. They all were Your family. People you loved and people who returned the love back.

You got along with all of them. Bickering with Cassian, and Mor. Shopping with Amren at times when she could handle socializing with the group, and bringing her food supply when needed.

Azriel though, was a whole other level. We sat in silence in the library, we bickered , we fought and argued. We dance in Rita's, something the shadow singer is not fond of doing and he’d sing with me, though very rarely during the dead of night. When we both happened to meet on a balcony or rooftop of the home.

We’d sneak glances and run off to hide away from the world for a little when things got boring or too intense at times.

His shadows grew fond of you, often eloping you in them and seeking you out when you’re close enough to the shadowsinger. Sometimes, you swear you could hear them whispering the faintest of words to you. Nothing you can fully make out but by the way they were acting you could guess good things.

During Ameranthas rule Az’s demeanor changed. Always brooding, always grumpy, always looking for work; for ways to rescue Rhys. Trying to find a way to sneak in and get him out, maybe even burn the whole damn mountain too. It had killed him during the first couple years the high lord was gone. It took little piece from Azriel.

But somewhere in the last 50 years your relationship flipped. Not somewhere, you remember the night you had crossed the border of friendship into something more. When your whole life changed.

It started in the first few years Rhys was under the mountain. During Starfall.

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“Azriel! Azriel!” You shouted down the hall trying to keep up the pace of one foot in front of the other. It was proving difficult to do in your lilac floral covered gown. One you had gotten just to impress the damn man, one you had gotten just for this star fall.

“Azriel, you big Illyrian baby! Stop running away.” You called to the shadowsinger, a tall frame descending down the hall. A door joining the hallway had slammed shut, you knew it was his bedroom. The only time you went in it was when he had invited you, so you both could share the silence. When he did invite you into his room you’d both more times than not just sit reading out on his balcony or watch the stars shine over the city.

Coming to a halt at the dark wooden door, you stood there hand on the handle catching your breath. You damned your shoes in your head reaching down your leg to your ankle where the straps of your heels sat. Unbuckling them you gathered the pair in your hands and swung open the door.

Az hadn’t turned the lights on yet leaving you slightly blinded by the darkness that engulfed his living quarters. You knew the layout well enough and with the faint glow of the stars leaving traces of light flowing through the arches dividing the bedroom and the balcony, you made your way towards the handsome man.

You sucked in a little breath of cold air, cooling the slight burning sensation you had endure running to catch up. Stopping for a second to take the sight in, you watched Azriel wings flutter with irritation, watched how his back rose and fell with each heavy huff of cold air he let through to his lungs. His back was facing you, top half of his body leaning over the railing his forearm most definitely crossed. He lifted his head and stared at the sky for a couple moments.

He looked transcendent under the starlight. His shadows circling around his shoulders, across his wings, his back, sneaking around his ankles and legs.

Your Eyes narrowed in on the winged Illyrian. You stomped your way over to the tall form. Halfway there you threw one shoe at his back. “What the hell was that Azriel?” You question throwing the next shoe right after. They hit him with a thump and then fall to the ground with a clack.

“I can’t believe you did that!” You yelled in disbelief. “On all the nights, you decided to get moody and be a jerk, you had to pick His favorite holiday, you had to pick the one night we celebrate regardless of him being gone” your frustration rang out into the night stars.

You stopped behind him. Expecting him to hold out longer, but his voice filled the air. “Go away.” Az’s voice felt like it fluttered out into the night air. “No, I’m not leaving, you’re acting like a brat!” You voiced. “ a- a dick! You could easily have ruined the entire night for everyone.” You argued back letting a huff of air leave your lips at the end.

“For fuck’s sake Y/N” he spat out turning around qucikly to face you. “Learn to quit, learn- learn to stop being so goddamn stubborn and pushy!” He yelled back frustrated, running his hand through his hair.

You stood there searching his anger filled eyes. Looking at a man so clearly broken, looking at someone who his whole life hid his pain and suffering from the rest of the world, the rest of the inner circle.

You watched him suck in air and blow it out quickly. His chest rising and falling each time he took a deep breath. Your eyes softened at the sight.

You reached out slowly grabbing a scared hand in yours, “Az, I know it's hard. I know you wish you could do something, anything at all to save him, to - to bring him home.” You spoke softly, barely a whisper afraid the shadowsinger would bolt if you decided to speak full volume again.

“You-” a sigh left your glossed lips. “You need to let go sometimes Az”.

“I don’t.” He replied harshly. “It’s my JOB to be aware, to- to protect everyone.” He ripped his hand from yours stalking towards a lounger.

“I have to keep searching for a way. It shouldn’t be taking me this long to find a way to save him Y/N.” Azriel plopped down on the edge of the lounger. "I'm trying and I’m failing.” He admitted placing his arms on his knees and his head between them.

Your heart ached seeing this warrior so wounded. After fighting battles and doing some of the hardest spying, seeing some of the worst things, hell experiencing the worst. He still feels that everyone else’s trauma is bigger than his.

Walking towards the warrior you reached out and grabbed his hands again. Holding both of them to your chest. “Azriel listen to me.” You spoke trying to comfort your favorite shadowsinger. “You need to let go, you need to learn to live your life sometimes.” You pleaded softly. “I know, trust me, I know that it’s killing you not being able to save him, we all feel like that Az.” You admitted squeezing his hands a little. “We just- we just, I don’t know, we still live. It’s hard and we all are still trying to figure out a way, but azriel you’re not doing anything to help yourself. You stress and stress with no way of lightening the load, or- or even to just relax for a little bit.” You claimed staring down at the beautiful man.

Azriel looked up at you staring into your eyes. He searched your beautiful face. Debating on if he should continue with his delightful thoughts that somehow snuck into his mind. Even though just moments ago he was upset and angry with himself. When you bent down to meet his eyes he caught a glimpse of your cleavage being shown off, more so tonight in the dress you wore than other outfits.

You wanted him to let go and to relax for tonight he could do that. He already knew what he wanted, and has wanted for a little while. He just never wanted to cross that boundary with you. He never wanted to keep something so safe yet completely corrupt in his life. And maybe it was the way you cared for him or maybe it was finally the realization that Rhys may never come home and he should just go for it because he no longer knows if you could disappear next, Or maybe, just maybe it was the tasty fairie wine he consumed earlier that he finally let go of his worries.

“Ok” Azirel's deep voice reached your ears.

“Okay what?” You questioned back. Running your fingers over is his hands you hold in yours. Small delicate fingers tracing rough scarred skin. Azriel even in your heels, that lay by the fence where he stood before, towered over you. The man very much was a giant which worked well for his job for the night court.

Anyone in their right mind should be scared in general of the warrior that sat before you, but you never once had experienced that terrifying feeling people claim they give him. You’ve never once felt like azriel would hurt you. You knew no matter what that him and his shadows would do everything in their power to keep you safe. You don’t know why you felt like that with him. More so than anyone else. You always passed it off as a gut feeling, or being extremely well in tune and good friends.

His voice cut through the small gap of silence that fell between you two. “Ok” he’s hands pulled out of yours.

His hands he had just removed from yours slowly moved to grab the sides of your hips. Bunching the lilac covered dress. You sucked a sharp breath in, air filling your lungs as you looked down at the godlike man with a questionable look casted in your eyes. Hazel eyes filled with lust looked over your face glancing down to your chest that looked bustier than you normally do, then they trailed back up to meet yours.

Heat quickly traveled across your body and up to your cheeks tainting them a light pink. Az hummed, a deep dark sound of approval when he looked at you.

“Will you help me relax tonight Y/N?” He questioned pulling on your hips; bringing you between his knees. His scarred hands lowered to rub the sides of your thighs. Heat began to pull between your thighs as you breathlessly responded to him. “Az? What are you- what are you doing?” Your hands moved to sit on his shoulder bracing yourself from the tug.

“You’ve taken up more of my thoughts than you should Y/N, more than any other woman has before.” His deep voice spoke. “You frustrate me to no end. I watch you smile and laugh and it makes my day so much better. You ease my worries and to help dim the pain and stress I have.” Az stated. “You make me happy and I have fought and fought and fought myself over and over again. Because I’m scared that I’ll end up ruining you with my issues. That you’ll end up being burned and scared.” He continued. “I’ll chase you away.” He choked back a noise in his throat threatening to escape.

Silence filled the air as you tried to understand what he said. Finally you said “you’d never be able to scare me off.” You confirmed. “Nothing would ever force me to stop being here for you, nothing ever.” You exclaimed. “You worry over silly things sometimes.” You remarked with a light smile on your lips.

He leaned forward and kissed your hip over the fabric of your dress. “You don’t know how many dirty thoughts have crossed my mind tonight”. “Watching your lips wrap around the rim of a glass, watching your tongue darting out to lick the frosting left over on your lips.” He looked up. “I’d love to have that pretty mouth wrapped around me.” Azriel said, a smirk starting to make an appearance on his face. His admission sent a shiver through your body and heat building between your thighs under your gown.

You’ve thought about the shadow singer on nights where it was hard to fall asleep. Other times when you’ve had too much to drink at Rita’s, you’ve always been a shamelessly flirty drinker. Often during those nights you’d be dancing with the spymaster after you begged and begged for him to dance with you, something he never usually indulged in, but he could never bring himself to refuse you especially when once he said yes you’d grab his hand with a giggle and the biggest smile would be plastered on your face for the rest of the night.

Most times, you’d end up going home leaning on the tall muscled man talking his ear off as his shadows danced around you. Azriel would drop you off at your bedroom door and bid you a goodnight. Those nights you’d always end up tossing and turning in your sleep so you’d always end up in the dead of night with your hand between your thighs whispering his name.

You breathlessly let his name fall from your lips.

“Yes Y/N?” He questioned back.

His hands slowly lifted the sides of the dress up the pads of his fingers dragging across your smooth skin. Goosebumps raised across your arms and legs. Something so delicious about his scarred hands against the silk of your leg made a small sound escape from your throat. Azriel cupped the back of your knees dragging you forward guiding each leg to sit on the sides of his pure muscle thighs.

You sat on Azirels lap. Breathing heavy and clenching your thighs. Not believing that this situation was in fact real. You begged yourself to wake up from this dream.

Scarred hands stayed under your dress slowly moving them from behind your knees to the sides of your thighs. You felt like you were burning from his touch. That if you looked down under your pretty lilac dress you wore just for this man, the one you're sitting on top of thighs on either side of, that you’d find your flesh melted away, right there where his hands gripped your thighs so tightly it stung.

His hands traveled up higher to your hips. Placing both hands in a tight grip and slowly moving you; once, twice, three times. He slowly guided you to roll your hips with his hands.

Your eyes slowly fluttered shut at the euphoric sensation that started thrumming in your body. Radiating from his hands to your hips then through your body, down your legs, up the sides of your torso to your heart.

“Did you wear this just for me Y/N?” He questioned.

“Did you wear this lilac flower dress that fits you so well to show off those perfect round tits and your silky legs just for me?” He questioned with a deep growl while he fingered the slit open exposing my skin to the cool air.

“Hm, Y/N? Did you dress up just for the terrifying shadowsinger? To get his attention, to please him?” He spoke again.

Not liking that you weren’t looking at him,or replying to him when he questioned you he roughly grabbed your throat, fingers splayed around your neck and on top of your jaw. You not responding irked the spy. He would never let his questions go unanswered in such a serious situation, this was a very very serious situation, so he’d get the answer out of you.

His eyes narrowed on your face watching the pure bliss and lust fall over your pretty features as you rolled your hips on your own. He jerked your jaw down using the fingers that stayed slightly over your jaw.

“Open your eyes Y/N. Open those pretty sparkly eyes for me and you are to not close them again.” He commanded. “You hear me Y/N?” Azriel’s firm voice shook slightly, something you definitely didn’t notice yourself but he felt it. Your eyes fluttered open slowly, you stared down at Az with sparkling lust filled eyes. A small sound emitted from your throat when he squeezed it slightly, trying to get you to answer his questions, to follow his commands.

“Yes, I did.” You gasp out while you slowly roll your hips every so often, begging and commanding for something more. “I wore it just for you, I wanted you to look at me; see that I dressed up for you, I got dolled up for you.” You confirmed. You gasped out when you rolled your hood just right hitting a sweet spot ober and over again. “Hoping, no- no praying you’d notice how I wore one of your favorite colors. Just for you, Az.” You continued staring into his eyes watching them deepen with want and some sort of dark twisted need.

You swing your arms over his shoulders, one hand going into his hair at the nape of his neck, tugging softly at the silky back hair. Az let go of your throat moving his hand to cup one of your breasts over the sweetheart neckline of the dress.

He moved closer to your body. Scarred hands squeezing your hip in one and your breast in the other. He leans forward his lips making contact with the top of your smooth mound. You sucked in a sharp breath, your body is in overdrive. You felt his mouth kissing over your mounds giving each one the same amount of attention. Licking, and kissing, sucking the top each sending heat waves everytime he did. He finally let up his assault on your chest with a quick pop and a slight jiggle of your breast.

Azriel moved to fully sit back in the lounge. His movement fixed the location of how high you sat on top of him. You felt his warmth beneath you; right under your own. You bucked your hips once, twice enjoying the feeling of him pressed into you. Azriel watched as you slowly built your arousal, his rough skin rested on the silky thighs rubbing them- squeezing them. He reached behind you tugging on the lace of the corset that held your dress up.

“Az” you moaned out so softly; barely audible his eyes snapped back up to yours as the top of the dress fell down exposing two very nicely rounded breast. Your Nipples harded from the cold chilly air hitting the warm sensitive beads. Azriel’s eyes darkened watching your chest rise and fall, he swallowed, enchanted at your beautiful body. He always knew you were wonderful. He knew something delicious always sat under your clothes.

He breathed out a breath just anticipating see you all fully under him one day. Cause after he’s had you once there’s no way in hell he’d let another touch you how he will tonight. No one else will ever again get to hear your soft moans and gasp.

Grabbing the sides of his face making him look up into your eyes. You spoke softly “kiss me Azriel. I need- I need you to kiss me.” Az didn’t bother responding to the request verbally as he felt the uncontrollable urge to just have you and need to consume your breath. He wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed you. Lips wrapping together, tugging and nipping each other. His tongue graced your bottom lip and you instantly opened slightly to allow his tongue to dart into your mouth to dance with your own. Kissing for minutes only taking breaks to catch your breath then you got right back into it.

Az’s hands went down to your ass gripping it to guide you to rock back and forth on his clothed cock. Tired of not having enough to feel, you reached down between your thighs to the buckles that kept Azriel tucked away. Pulling at them you finally got them free. Azriel helped you out by pulling his hardened cock out the confinement of his pants.

You looked down between the two of you. Watching as Azriel’s hand that’s wrapped around his length moves up and down. Watching as his head slightly starts glistening with pre cum.

“Such a dirty girl.” Az’s voice cut through the air. Azriel was watching you as you stared at what his hand was doing. “You like watching me touch myself princess?” Az questioned you. You hummed in response, briefly looking up to meet his eyes before they returned back to the show.

Azriel was a big man who was very cocky in his fitness and abilities. You’ve heard the rumors and giggles of the girls talking about the three winged men and their size correspondence of wings. You couldn’t help but giggle slightly at the thought that all the girls were in fact telling the truth when they’d whisper to each other about what possibly hid underneath these warriors' leathers.

“Be a good girl and touch yourself for me” Az stated. You didn’t listen as you moved your hips instead. Back and forth trying to get some sort of friction to help soothe the growing heat and need that was building even faster now.

Azriel let out a lightly growl of frustration when he suddenly took hold of your wrist. “Be a good girl y/n and touch yourself, like I asked.” He angrily said, taking the wrist he was holding with a firm grip as he moved it to the spot between your legs.

Your delicate fingers met with the heat and wetness that had been building that had soaked into your lacy fabric. You slowly took your fingers and ran them over your heat quickly before settling your middle finger over your clit. Light and airy moans escaped you as rubbed clockwise circle movements on the small sensitive bud.

“Just like that baby, you’re doing so good for me” his gruff voice praised. Your eyes fluttered shut as you worked yourself up to a blissful state. You completely disregarded his earlier command of keep your eyes open and he didn’t seem to mind either. “Az!” You moaned out breathlessly going faster.

“Fuck Azriel, oh Az” you cried out throwing your head back.

Azriel aggressively removed your hand from yourself taking quick actions to quickly remove your lace thong. As soon as it was off he quickly continued your earlier actions with his own. Scarred rough fingers met smooth delicate skin as he used his thumb to continue the torture on your sensitive clit. “So fucking pretty, you’re so pretty gods.” Azriel praised. Causing you to grab his wrist between your thighs as your hips started following the movement. Trying to build the sensation of flutters and bliss more.

“ I need mo- more” you whined out in the night air. Bringing your eyes to look at the shadowsinger below you. “You need more, what babygirl?” He questioned eyes darting between his hand touching your wetness then back to your eyes. “Come on love, use those words otherwise I won’t know what you want.” He teased.

“I need you.” You whispered out.

“What’s the magic word princess?” He taunted. “You know I’m not giving you it until you say it, so what do we say love”

“Please Az, I need more” you spoke looking into his eyes. “I need you, please, I want you, oh gods please Az please. You begged breathlessly pushing his hand down and away from you as you lifted your hips up.

“Fuck baby girl, you sound so fucking desperate for me.” He moaned.

Azriel moved to wrap his arm around your middle pulling your bodies closer. He used his other hand to pump himself a few times before running the tip of his cock through your wetness back and forth. Holding you tightly to him, azirel turned his head to kiss from your shoulder to the dip in your neck, up to your jaw and to your plump lips. He claimed your mouth with his as your arms came to rest on his muscled shoulders.

Azriel pulled away, breaking your intense kiss. He rested his forehead against yours as he softly spoke “ if it hurts, or if you want to stop at any time tell me.” He kissed the side of your cheek. “Okay? y/n” he questioned.

You smiled at the man before you “okay Az”. You gave him the green light. He gave you one last kiss before pulling back resting on a hand on your hip while the other held him at your entrance. He slowly helped you sink down onto him.

“Fuck!” He cussed. “You’re so fucking wet for me” he hummed. Moving his other hand that had helped guided him into you, to your sides. He gripped the flesh tightly causing you to cry out.

You felt yourself stretching around his cock as you slowly guided yourself further down until you had his whole length filling you up. You looked down between your bodies catching a glance at his cock disappearing into you as you slowly started bouncing up and down. Your walls gripping him tightly.

“Oh gods Az. Fuck, baby” you moaned to him.

The sound of the two of you filled the air around you. Deep grunts and breathless Moans circled into the night. The cool crisp air helped cool the both of you as sweat started building across your skins.

You kissed Az as you picked up the pace. Bring the both of you closer to your ecstasy. He wrapped both of his arms around your torso giving him leverage to relentlessly meet each one of your downwards movements with a forceful thrust of his own causing him to hit that little sweet spot inside of you.

“Cum for me.” He commanded between his moans and cussing.

And you did.

You cried out in pleasure as he finally pushed you over the edge. A blissful and content feeling finally settling over you as you road out your high waiting for the shadowsinger to find his release too.

When he did he pulled your body closer to him wrapping his muscled arms around your body. Hugging you close, with his head in your neck. He kissed your neck a few times as his pace started to slow. You listened to his ragged breathing that was fanning over your skin causing goosebumps to raise across the entirety of your body.

Azriel kissed up your neck and finally claimed your soft lips with his. Kissing you sweetly and passionately, he slowly brought both of his rough scarred hands to rest on your sides. His thumbs rubbing soothing circles on your soft skin. You both didn’t say anything, too high from the release you both very much needed.

Suddenly the sky lit up bright and you looked up. Azriel stayed staring at his beautiful lover. Watching as the bright spirits reflected a soft glow off her eyes. A smile graced his lips as he watched her own grin start taking over her face. He felt something tug deep within him. Some undeniable force connecting the two of you together.

Suddenly something smacked the side of her cheek. There sat upon her rose tinted skin sat the spirit’s glow. when her eyes met hazel ones she giggled. A wondrous sound Azriel deemed to hear for the rest of his life. More spirits passed them, some flying past without a care for the two, while others when they passed by showered the two with their glowing light.

Soon the two lovers were covered with a star-like glow. Staring into eachother eyes they laughed, with bright big smiles.

You leaned forward lining your face to meet Az’s. “Everything will be okay.” You whispered softly to him.

“Everything will be just fine” Az replied as you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him sweetly.

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#azriel shadowsinger #acotar #azriel x reader #shadowsinger x reader #azriel #mating bond #a court of thorns and roses #sarah j maas #azriel spymaster #spymaster #spymaster x reader #y/n x azriel #acotar fanfiction #acotar fic #rhysand #night court

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fanfiction-blep · 1 year

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Just watched Avatar 1 again Quaritch is sooooo fucking hot like damn

Can you maybe write something about human Quaritch (when you take request from of him in human form) how he fell in love with a scientist fem!so and him just being totally in love and love sick for her

Hope you had a good day ❤️

Honestly I am conflicted about human Quaritch. But here I go. Also I turned this super angsty and I’m not sorry. I might write more on this I just wanted to get something out for you guys I’m going though the backlog of requests. Have a good day anon!❤️

Human Miles Quaritch X Human Fem!Reader

Warnings: fluff, pining, mentions of injuries. Angst.

I don’t see him being super lovey dovey as a human

However.

Let’s say your the “one” and he hates that he fell for you you were a science ‘nut’. And he would do anything for you.

He’s the “I’ll kill anyone that touches you” kinda guy.

He’s the kinda guy that sees a flower and brings it back to you cus he thinks you’ll make it look pretty.

He’s traditional in some sense. He believes in wooing a women. So he’ll leave you notes.

“Come see me after lights out” and you would. You would sneak out and talk and drink.

More thank once he had you sat on his knee and arm around your waist head turning to look at you once in a while. He would try and convince you to spend the night in his quarters.

His drunken confession would be that “I won’t be making love ta ya yet darlin’ I just wanna hold ya”

You weren’t a doctor. You weren’t trained in medical science. Yet every time he hit injured he turned up at the door of your lab or even your quarters.

Eyes sparking with joy when the door opens to show your angered form. “Again!” It wasn’t a question at this point. You almost think he was doing this on purpose. You just didn’t get why.

He would sit so still when you patched him up. Whether it was a graze or fill gash that required stitches. Even when you have to use a needle to pull the edges of the torn skin together, he doesn’t complain. He sits there legs spread eyes focused on you, a dangerous smirk on his lips. When you were done he would sit up throw you a wink and mumble “thanks sweetheart” walking away.

He would always find reasons to want to be around you. Picking things up when you drop them. Grabbing things when you can’t reach, almost acting as a shadow.

He asks you random questions. Basic stuff but if it isn’t obvious that he should know he will either radio you or find you somewhere.

“How many hours in a day on Pandora again? Never adjusted..” “36 colonel…” “thanks darlin’”

When you disappear into the mountains with Jake and the others he’s restless. He doesn’t like you being so far out of the way. Somewhere where he can’t protect you.

He will try and ask about you in subtle ways. In his replies to Jakes reports he will try to ask how the group as a whole are doing. “Is the group functioning to the east capacity” Jake maybe be a golden retriever boy but he isn’t dense. He will reply to all the important information and then pushing his luck he will add. “(Y/N) is fine”

When he fly’s out the drag you all back to hells gate and Lyle gets a little rough with you… he goes insane.

When his eyes meet yours he stiffens. You were standing behind grace. Arms folded over your chest and a obvious bruise on your cheek. He does his best to keep his composure but when you are all taken to your cell he stops you pulls you to one side.

He traps you between his arms, back flush against the wall. “Who hurt you” “Lyle” you bite back his expression scared you he looked like he was about to explode. “I’ll fucking kill him”

He kept you by him for the rest of the evening his hand resting on the base of your back. Something so subtle and gentle but you don’t know how to feel. You don’t know how you feel. And when Jake and the others break out, you run.

And it breaks his heart. You grab a mask and you bolt for the ship. Knowing he won’t shoot, knowing he will avoid trying to hit you. In hopes it will save your friends. He stands there. Staring at the spot where he lost sight of you.

And he wonders where he went wrong. He waits until it hits him. He never once said the words “I love you”

#avatar #miles quaritch #avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #miles quaritch x reader #avatar way of water #na'vi miles quaritch series #colonel quaritch

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lightvialamp · 4 months

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january 12 - stretch || @jegulus-microfic || wc: 787 || pt 2, pt 3

James felt sunlight dance over his face and hands as he pushed his glasses, charmed to become sunglasses according to the level of light in the room (hours of work, but he was proud of the finished product), up into his hair. He sighed. He could feel eyes on him again, which was fine, he didn’t mind being watched really, but it was Regulus—he knew without even opening his eyes—and this had happened every day since it had gotten warm enough to leave the castle and hang out by the lake.

James had half a mind to open his eyes and catch him in the act, but he knew Regulus would immediately retreat, and he didn’t feel like waiting until tomorrow to try and actually speak with him. He stretched leisurely, for show, before packing up his things and heading in the direction of the castle, pulling out the map surreptitiously on his way. Regulus was where James knew he would be, right on the edge of the forest and tucked behind a dip in the lake that most people walked right past.

He looked around before he doubled back, grinning to himself at the prospect of sneaking up on Regulus, maybe watching him go red at being caught. Nothing serious, but he had a free hour, and a flustered Regulus was always fun to talk to.

He walked around the back of the clearing and leaned against a tree, watching Regulus read one of the countless books that he always kept miniaturized in his pocket. He huffed a laugh to himself– Regulus wasn’t the only one who watched.

James shifted his weight from one foot to the other, preparing to walk further into the clearing, but before he could, Regulus looked up, caught James’ eye, and froze completely. James would have laughed if he didn’t know how painfully shy Regulus was, and how much anxiety a single interaction could give him. Sirius felt the same way sometimes, though he hid it behind boisterous energy and charm that had been bred into him since he could talk. Regulus hadn’t been given the same attention.

“Hi.” James decided to get the ball rolling the best way he knew how– going with the flow.

Regulus didn’t say anything, choosing instead to flick his eyes from James’, down to his lap and then back up again, lip curling up derisively but a hint of nervousness still evident in his demeanor.

“Whatcha doing over here?” James tried.

“Reading, Potter. New fad, doubt you’ve heard of it. Please go away now,” Regulus replied all in one breath.

“Okay yeah cool, not a problem,” James said, grinning. “I was just. You know. Curious if you wanted anything from me.”

Regulus flushed immediately, his pale skin not doing anything to hide his reaction. “I don’t want anything to do with you, actually. Thanks for asking.”

“So you’re just staring for fun?”

“What are you talking about?” James didn’t realize it was possible for Regulus to turn any redder, but his blush deepened, spreading across his neck and down under his collar at James’ question.

“Oh it’s just. I see you, you know. You’re not exactly covered by anything. And generally, staring is considered rude. I don’t mind, being the benevolent soul that I am, but you might want to–” James tapped his head twice at this last bit. “--keep that in mind. For future…staring purposes.”

“Merlin,” Regulus huffed, seemingly over his bout of embarrassment at being caught out. “Thank you for the tip, oh Benevolent Master, but I won’t be needing it.”

“Oh?”

“No.” Regulus cocked his head to the side, giving James a full once-over before speaking, his voice now soft, verging on sultry. “What makes you think I didn’t want you to notice?”

James’ mouth went dry, and instinctively, he took a step closer to Regulus, drawn in by some force— the same one that had derailed this conversation so entirely from what he’d been expecting. Regulus laughed once, a bright, sharp thing, as he gathered his things, stood up, and made for the castle. He turned around right before the edge of the clearing, backlit and a little bit breathtaking. How James had never noticed this before, he wasn’t sure.

“See you tomorrow, Potter. Same time, I assume,” Regulus tossed at him before turning back around. He was halfway up the hill by the time James had gathered the wherewithal to say anything at all.

“I guess so, Regulus,” he muttered under his breath, feeling like he had just lost a game he hadn’t even known he was playing. He started his own trek across the grass as he thought. Regulus had his attention now. And James loved a good game.

#this feels like it might need a part two but. i'm not sure #we'll see what happens #anyway #benevolent master james- at your service #regulus is so embarrassed #he's perfect #jegulus #james x regulus #jegulus microfic #sunseeker #starchaser #marauders #marauders fic #my writing #vee's microfic

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axcel-lucci · 11 months

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Lovebug

Trafalgar Law x fem!reader

Note: it's pretty shit cause I'm writing all of this at 9:55 pm, would've been alright if my eyes aren't closing.

Exploring the new island with Law was quite pleasant.

Considering the man himself is quiet most of the time, sneaking glances over at (y/n) if she was still there or just to look if they were being followed.

"Captain look." She called, "pretty little flowers~" she hummed as she looked at a beautiful bush of flowers.

They had pink pollen centers and petals that are of dark red that slowly fades to a lighter red as it's stem is quite prickly.

Law walked over and kneeled down beside her, this plant was quite familiar to him yet he does not remember having read about it anywhere.

"Just a sec..." She smiled as she stood up and walked off for a bit, leaving Law to his own devices.

He sniffed the flowers before sneezing a bit thanks to the pollen, though he feels quite weird...

A heavy yet light uncomfortable feeling

"Law, look...! A dandelion, must be last the season" (y/n) soon came back to show him the dandelion.

He could feel the world start to slow down as she walked over to him with the biggest smile and the sweetest aura.

Hearts soon fixated on her and he couldn't help looking away, it was like he was under some sort of spell

"Want to make a wish on it? No?" She asked as law felt like her voice dripped with something called "gentleness" and "love"

She soon made a wish in her head and blew on the dandelion before giggling, her giggle soon echoed in his big fucking brain making him stand up.

"Wanna know what I wished for? Wait, no... I'm not going to tell you until it comes true. Hehe" she smiled as she noticed her captain acts... And looks... Different.

He was sheepish, aloof, sloppy... Along with his beautiful gold eyes being dilated by bright pink heart shaped pupils that almost engulfed his gold orbs...

A small blush on his cheeks as he stares at (y/n), almost lovingly...

"(Y/n)..." He called, "have you ever had anyone tell you how beautiful you are...?" He smiled

It was unusual for law to speak like a drunk man... But right now he's slurring his words like he is...

"Captain..? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine... I'm fine..." He muttered as he lifted (y/n) into his arms before kissing her cheek making her freeze, "you look so pretty this close..."

She just hummed for a bit.

At the sub, she sat Law down in front of the crew to let them inspect him but Law kept pulling/using his devil fruit to place (y/n) on his lap or right beside him.

"Does he look... Different?" (Y/n) asked with concern, "is he always like this?" She asked after being placed into his lap again.

"Well he's more... Soft... Than before..." Shachi mumbled

"And he definitely smells rather pleasant..." Bepo muttered as a hum

"Wait, let me see for a bit..." Penguin hummed as he took out a book and flipped through it until he saw a specific type of flower and showed it to (y/n), "did you guys encounter this?"

"Oh! Yeah! We have" she answered as she stroked his hair when he placed his head on her shoulder.

"Hmm... Lovebug flower... Despite the name, it's a plant... Whoever inhales it's pollen may turn them to a lovesick person to the first person they see after inhaling the pollen." Penguin said while reading the description, "that's... That's fucking cheesy, what kind of flower is this?"

"Apparently enough for captain to be this way" (y/n) mumbled making the crew chuckle.

They all knew that Law LIKES (y/n), it's fairly obvious... To be honest...

Well obvious to them but not to (y/n) herself...

"Take this as a chance to get to know each other better...!" Klione encouraged

"Yeah! How about this, you take care of captain while we search for whoever could cure captain, alright?" Ikkaku proposed

"Hmm... I guess that could work, but be quick, we don't even know if this has a time limit, or else he'd be like this forever..."

Over the past couple days of the week, law and (y/n) grew closer...

Even if Law is on drugs- a pollen thing...

She even felt comfortable enough to let herself into his room since law always either drag her to his room or he goes to hers just to cuddle.

Right now, law keeps kissing (y/n) on the cheek while brushing her hair, showering her with all the love he could ever give.

That's when Shachi bursted through the door, "we found someone."

....

"Hmm... I see..." An old lady muttered once she had inspected law with a flashlight, "it seems it has gone to stage three... The lovesickness..."

"What do you mean, ma'am?" (Y/n) asked as law pulled her again to his lap

"This..." She hummed, "the excessive need for touch and craves your attention..." She shrugged, "there's only one way to fix this."

"What is it, ma'am?" Shachi asked, "we wish to bring our captain back..."

"Hmm... The way to fix this is for the one who had inhaled the pollen to kiss the one he is obsessed over... Passionately.."

(Y/n) could feel herself shudder at the thought of sharing a passionate kiss with a her captain, "i-is that the only way? Surely there's something else...?"

"There is, but the antidote has side effects such as weight loss and memory loss. It's better to go natural... If you're embarrassed, he might forget it right after. Forget everything that has happened in his... Stage..." The old woman muttered

"I... I see..." (Y/n) mumbled

"(Y/n)! Quick! Kiss him!" Penguin and Shachi said

"No. It shouldn't be a forced kiss..." The woman intervened, "or else it might worsen."

"We'll see what we can do, thank you ma'am..." (Y/n) smiled.

...

"You are so pretty..." Law whispered into her ear as he had his fingers laced with hers as they walk back to the sub

"Really...? Thank you..." She smiled at him making him smile back tenderly

"So...? What now?" Penguin mumbled

"We can't just leave captain like this...!" Shachi whined, "who knows what'll happen?!"

"I'll try my best tonight... Though I wouldn't promise you the best, though..." (Y/n) said

"You can do it, (y/n)!" The two cheered.

"I know you can do it, honey..." Law smiled as he stares at (y/n)

"Thank you, really..."

....

(Y/n) had borrowed Law's shirt for now (she forgot to do her laundry and is quite lazy at the moment) and wore some short shorts.

"Hey..." Law called as he pulled (y/n) unto his lap where she has both her thighs on each side of his hips; "you know... I don't know if the real me would say this, but... I love you so much..."

She smiled softly, knowing it was just the effect of a pollen, of course to her Law wouldn't mean that but he's in a trance...

He never would...

So she just nodded, "thank you... Law" she smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, "I don't know if you would remember this... But... I love you too..."

Law could feel his smile widen and his arms wrap around her waist, "c-can I k-k-kiss you?" He stammered nervously

She merely smiled once more and nodded, 'passionate kiss... I guess I will take this chance... I might not kiss him, so might as well'

(Y/n) leaned forward and kiss him on the lips, Law immediately responded passionately.

Soon enough though, Law squeezed her ass by accident making her moan but took his chance on invading her mouth and exploring.

But the more they kissed, the more (y/n) realized how his grip slowly tightens and how he slowly becomes more and more eager to get a reaction from her, so she pulled away.

Both to breathe and see his condition, their tongues still connected by a thin string of saliva before disappearing.

She looked into his eyes, his eyes had no more dilated heart pupils, but they were still dilated...

The blush on his face was long gone and he soon smirked at her staring at him.

"Are you back, capta-"

"I remember." He smirked, cutting her off.

"What...?"

"I remember what you said... You love me..." He teased, "but I don't mind."

"H-huh?!"

#random #night thoughts #trafalgar law #law x reader #trafalgar law x reader #law x y/n #one piece #trafalgar d law x reader #trafalgar d water law #trafalgar law x y/n #trafalgar d law #trafalgar one piece #trafalgardwaterlaw #law x you #one piece law

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sunghun · 2 years

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domestic things with stray kids

requested: naur :p

warnings: mentions of food/eating (esp in felix and jeongin’s)

note: so. apparently i write for skz now.

찬 - chan

having a nightly routine together

omg so cute

so adorable

you guys are literally like the old married couple that’s still deeply in love with each other <3

and lowkey grosses everyone out with how whipped you both are <33

but anyways

we all know how chan is practically allergic to sleep

i am too tho tbh

but on the rare occasion that he’s actually home and plans on going to bed at a decent time

you both have a cute lil routine that you do together

like doing ur skincare routines for each other

being all giggly while applying the different creams and stuff :(

omg and if you do facemasks trying to make each other laugh while they’re on :((

and chan will always let you pick which one you want first bc he’s just nice like that :(((

making silly faces at each other in the mirror while you brush your teeth

omg and if you have longer hair you can bet ur ass he will brush it for you

and he’d be so gentle too 🥺

and then if you want he’d braid it for you as well

will absolutely hold you close as ur going to sleep and give you a forehead kiss before drifting off

“night, baby. love you.”

idk man where can i get a chan ://

rest of the members under the cut!

민호 - minho

going grocery shopping

going grocery shopping with someone is like . peak domesticity + intimacy imo

it’s just so cute <3

so wholesome <33

anyways be prepared to be made fun of for your food choices

“you’re getting that?”

“yes….?”

“okay….🙄”

definitely blames you for forgetting the grocery list

even if it was his fault

turns into a mom when he sees you trying to sneak food into the cart

“babe we already have 2 different kinds of cereal in here put that one back”

“sigh fine”

like don’t even try doing the puppy eyes on him bro

bc he’ll deadass just look at you like 🤨 and walk away lmao

would offer to lift you into the cart and push you around <3

except he acts like it’s such an inconvenience for him even tho he’s the one who offered??

lets out the BIGGEST sigh

“minho, honey, you’re the one who asked if i wanted to get in”

“well yeah why wouldn’t i?? you’d probably be complaining about how much your feet hurt with those ridiculous shoes you’re wearing sooner or later if i didn’t”

you were wearing sneakers but okay <3

we all know he’s allergic to showing he cares in obvious ways so we’ll save him his dignity for now

also!! sneaks in ur favorite snacks while you’re not looking

and doesn’t say a word about it unless u bring it up

“babe where did these come from i don’t remember getting them?”

and he’ll just shrug and be like

“i saw that we were running out so i grabbed some for you”

ur fave tsundere <3

창빈 - changbin

sharing clothes

listen

Listen

in reality

as someone who’s like . the same height as binnie

and definitely not the same size lmao

this would…..probs be a lowkey disaster

but in theory

this is the cutest thing ever

like 12/10 very pure very sweet

would recommend

like you two wear each other’s hoodies/shirts/whatever so much

you don’t even remember which ones are yours

definitely the type of bf where if he’s gonna be gone for a little while

he’ll spray his cologne on all the hoodies u like to steal

bc he knows how lonely you get :(

and how much you like his cologne :((

expects you to do the same for him lol

“babeeeee you’ve been gone so long why didn’t you leave any hoodies behind that smell like you 😢😢”

“i just saw you last night though??”

“exactly it’s been way too long”

will get very upset if you don’t share ur clothes w him

“changbin can i please have my hoodie back now?”

“don’t you mean our hoodie?”

*insert communist bugs bunny meme*

like idk what to tell you guys other than be prepared to have like half ur clothes stolen by ur bf <3

현진 - hyunjin

painting together

yes i’m an unoriginal bitch deal with it

but can u IMAGINE

ur in his room

the canvas is on an easel right in front of you

you’re sitting on jinnie’s lap

and he’s just gently guiding your hand that’s holding a paintbrush :((

or he’ll just wrap his arms around ur waist and watch you paint on your own

and rests his head on ur shoulder

and gives u kisses on your cheek and temple occasionally

i’m not crying you are

you both have your own paper/canvas/whatever

and decide to make something for each other

but the other can’t see it until you’re both done

i can guarantee no matter what you make hyunjin will tear up a lil bit

bc hello !! you made this with him in mind !!! he inspired this !!!!

and even if it’s not the most aesthetically pleasing *ahem*

he’ll still love it and think it’s the most beautiful thing ever :(

but whether u suck like me

or you’re the next monet

hyunjin will always love whatever you make <3

definitely hangs it up in his room

always has tips and pointers to give you if you ask for some

and always makes sure to be very nice and sweet when giving them :((

oh and be prepared for him to paint the most beautiful portrait of you ever bc ur boy is whipped <33

it’s just a very relaxing and peaceful time overall

지성 - jisung

going to the park together

i’m sure you all could tell from the headcanons/reactions i’ve posted before

but i am lowkey obsessed with going to a playground with someone at sunset/nighttime

when it’s just the two of you

and you can do stupid shit without people judging you lol

imagine sitting on the swing

and jisung just starts pushing you gently without you even having to ask

until at one point he grabs the chains and holds you back

and when you turn ur head to ask him what’s up

he just gives a sweet little kiss and then continues to push you :((

sobbing

or imagine going to a park at sunset

and sitting in a gazebo

and he teaches you how to play the guitar :(

and even if you make a lot of mistakes and don’t really get it

he’s still very patient and understanding :((

then when the sun sets completely

you guys will spread out a blanket

and lay down and star gaze

and while you’re pointing out different constellations and saying how pretty the stars are

all jisung can think is how you’re so much prettier in his eyes

goodbye it was nice knowing you all

필릭스 - felix

baking with/for each other

i know y’all probably saw this from a mile away

but is this not just . the cutest??

buying cookbooks for each other :(

trying out now recipes together :((

feeding each other the yummy sweets you made

you definitely get special s/o privileges too

like any time felix tries out a new recipe for something you’re always to first one to get to try it

or even if it’s something he’s made a million times before you still get the first one of whatever it is

omg and imagine getting in little food fights while you guys are baking too

and you never know who’s gonna start it

one minute you were mixing the cake batter

and the next thing you know you have a huge streak of flour on your cheek and felix is grinning all innocently at you

until smear some back right on his forehead 3

aside from that tho

baking with felix is honestly so much fun

bc even if you’re not the greatest at it he’ll be sure to help you with every step if you need it

and even if you make a mistake and ur cookies come out terrible he’ll still eat them

bc you made them

and it’s not the taste that matters but the love and thoughtfulness put into it

or at least that’s what he says

승민 - seungmin

changing the bedsheets together

okay i know this sounds a lil weird

BUT

changing the sheets together is low-key very cute imo

like even if you don’t live together

but he’s over at ur place just hanging out

and you start complaining about having to change your sheets

bc we all know changing sheets can be vv frustrating and kind of a workout

he’ll just be like “c’mon then let’s go do it and get it over with”

and suddenly changing the sheets isn’t so bad <3

as long as ur cute bf is there to help ofc <33

orrrrr

let’s say you guys just moved in together

and you finally have all your furniture and stuff in the apartment

but suddenly you realize that you forgot to buy bedsheets

so thus begins the adventure of going to the store and trying to find a set that you both like

bc something tells me that seungmin is very hmmm grandpa-like in his bedsheet preferences

think plain dark blue, or boring stripes, or maaaaaybe plaid if he’s feeling risky

and ur just like babe i love you but no <3

so finally you guys decide on a couple sets with both of you compromising a bit

a striped set (just not in that awful brown colour he first suggested), a floral set (just not the ugly sunflower one you were gravitating towards), and another just plain black and white one

congrats on both of you being adults about it i’m proud of u <3

정인 - jeongin

sharing food with each other

okay idk about everyone else

but as someone with several siblings

sharing food is like the highest form of love/trust lmao

and seeing as jeongin also has siblings

the moment he starts sharing his food with you is like a big milestone in your relationship

and you definitely get s/o privileges with it

bc rest assured if anyone else tries to take some of his food it’s game over

but you want some of his fries?

sure baby take as many as you’d like

and everyone else is just staring at you like 😲😲

because jeongin?

willingly sharing his food??

unheard of

but with you it’s like he’s a different person

omg imagine going on a date and you guys get some ice cream

and even tho you like the flavor you got

you can’t help but keep glancing at jeongin’s bc for some reason it looks really good??

and he just sighs, gets a spoonful, and holds it up for you to take a bite

because even if he acts like it’s such a chore

he secretly loves how comfortable you two are with each other

plus he knows that if you ever have food that he wants to try you’d offer him some in a heartbeat

you guys are just the cutest :((

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#k-shop net #skz imagines #skz scenarios #skz reactions #skz x reader #skz x gender neutral reader #stray kids reactions #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #stray kids x reader #stray kids x gender neutral reader

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deputy-buck · 1 month

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wow i love puppy tim so much... please tell more about him and hawk and how he acts when he's puppy 💕

I love him too!!! He's the sweetest boy!!

(I’m going to refer to him as Skip here for the most part cause I do think there’s quite a difference between Tim and Skip, even though I referred to him as Tim in the fic for easier reading.)

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When Skip’s in that headspace, he’s super lovey and affectionate —even more so than normal. He likes to lay on the floor at Hawk’s feet while his handler works at home, either playing with his lamb with his head resting on Hawk’s knee, or nuzzling Hawk’s legs while he dozes in and out of a nap. Sometimes he’ll sneak a little lick to Hawk’s calf or thigh, ever fascinated by the feeling of coarse hair against his tongue. Hawk will usually take that as a sign that Skip is getting a little bored and restless. He really just wants to be close to his handler at all times.

He follows Hawk around like a rescue dog; a bit nervous to have Hawk out of his sight. His favorite room is the kitchen because Hawk will always give into the puppy-dog eyes and give Skip something from the fridge or pantry. His —very close— second favorite place is Hawk’s bedroom, where Hawk lets him sprawl on the bed! Hawk doesn’t let Skip on the couch, but the bed is fine since he can wash the sheets. And you better believe Hawk makes a little show of having to wash the “dirty dog sheets” when Tim is Tim again just to make his boy blush and laugh. (no, Hawk doesn’t feel like he actually has to wash the sheets and often times he just strips the bed for show. He wants to make things even more enjoyable and comfortable for Tim, and if it means being a little silly, he’s willing to be a little theatrical for his boy.)

He’s curious about everything Hawk does, like a regular puppy. If Hawk is putting on his shoes, Skip will put his nose to the laces and nudge Hawk’s hands out of the way so he can get a better look, maybe try to tug on a lace with his teeth. Or when Hawk is organizing his desk, Skip will jump up and put his hands on the edge and try to steal a sheet of paper or an eraser, so that Hawk has to bribe him with a treat to get it back. “Skip- Hey! Drop it! Don’t you dare rip that up, I need that- Look, I have treats, don’t those sound better than my drafts?”

And oh how he loves baths. They don’t indulge in it often because it would mean Tim either has to put his worn underwear back on or wear Hawk’s borrowed ones back to his boarding room which is a bit risky; same as leaving a pair or two at Hawk’s place, it’s just not smart. He could bring a spare pair with him each time but that puts an expectation of what he wants from Hawk, and he doesn’t like having much influence on how things go before they’re in the moment. When Hawk does decide his pup could use a bath, it’s usually because he notices Skip wiggling his back on his blanket, huffing and whining, something clearly feeling wrong. It’s both relaxing and exciting for the both of them, giving each a role and job to fulfill, plus it always ends in some sleepy cuddles.

Hawk was incredibly surprised with how much he enjoyed it for himself. He didn’t expect to fall into the caring, patient, watchful role so easily. It was a little odd at first, talking about it is one thing… seeing Tim almost physically change right in front of him was something else entirely. It excited him to have the opportunity to truly lead and protect Tim with no pushback from the younger man, to not only be responsible for Skip, but to take full responsibility for his own actions and words for once. He had to, he couldn’t fuck up and be selfish while Tim was like this; to hurt Skip was to push Tim away forever.

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Praise Praise PRAISE- I can’t stress enough how much Hawk praises Skip, and how much Skip LOVES getting praised. Even for the things that Skip doesn’t even realize he’s doing, or would do regardless of what his handler told him. “Good boy spreading your legs for me, letting me feel all the way up inside my puppy.” Skip just wanted Hawk to fuck him deeper, but the praise makes him clench around Hawk, keeping him there. “Always take my cock so well, Skip.” Of course he does, it’s what he’s meant for. “There you go, good job, pup, now swallow, good.” He’d never spit out Hawk’s cum, though he does get a little rush knowing Hawk likes it just as much as he does. “All the way down. Yeah, such a clever dog.” It took him a couple tries but eventually he figured out how to breathe and take his handler’s cock all the way down his throat and rest there. “You want to please me, don’t you? Make your master happy? You already do, Skip. Always make me so happy to have you like this.” By ‘this’ Hawk means on his knees and chest, ass up in the air for Hawk to do whatever he pleases. Skip wags his hips side to side, partly to mess with Hawk, but mostly because he is that happy himself.

Skip is a vocal little thing as well. Just because he can’t talk, doesn’t mean he can’t tell his handler exactly what he wants. Whining and grumbling and yipping, huffing little appeasing sneezes through his nose to show Hawk that he wants to play. His moans don’t change much, he has no control of the noises that escape him when Hawk is touching him; little cutoff shouts when Hawk wraps a hand around his over-sensitive cock, keening whines slipping out between his lips as his handler fucks him through his orgasm and well past the limit of pleasure and toeing the edge of Too Much. Skip whimpers when he doesn’t get what he really wants, turning those wet eyes up to Hawk like weapons, knowing Hawk will give in and let Skip fuck the tight circle of his hand while the man revels in how responsive his puppy is.

Speaking of Skip’s love for baths, he’s never made it halfway through a bath without getting achingly hard. Hawk’s soap-slippery hands sliding all over his body, softly asking for Skip to lift one arm at a time to scratch suds into his armpit hair, rubbing his belly and chest with firm hands that make Skip whine when Hawk scrapes over a nipple. Gently nudging his pup’s legs apart to wash between them, “Gotta make sure my puppy is all clean.” Hawk will murmur as he cups Skip’s cock and sac, squeezing and pulling for a couple of seconds to make sure Skip is hard and near leaking before he trails ghosting fingertips up Skip’s taint, circling soapy fingers over his hole to see it clench around nothing, eager for Hawk to play with him. By the time Hawk gets Skip all dry and back in his collar —forgoing the pair of borrowed boxers— Skip is trembling with need, whining when Hawk ruffles his hair as if Hawk is going to send him off to play on his own for a bit. “Let's go, bud. You were so good for your bath, I think you deserve a special treat.” A flare of relief and anticipation courses through him at his handler’s words as he scrambles down the hall and into Hawk’s bed.

Hawk never fails to tease Skip when he’s horny. “What do you want, boy? Tell me,” of course not asking Skip to talk, but to whine and yip. “Oh I see, my puppy is in heat.” It takes him by surprise, making Skip blush and grumble a negative. “No? Well, you sure act like a bitch in heat. You want to be bred, don’t you, Skip?” and GOD does that make Skip’s cock throb. Precum dripping to the floor as his handler continues to ask him questions he can’t answer, and telling the pup how he’s going to fuck him full of cum, breed him, fuck him so well that his hole will be missing Hawk’s dick for days. “Puppy needs a bone, right?”

Neither of them likes the idea of a leash. It just doesn’t appeal to them for many reasons, but one of those reasons is definitely Not the act of pulling on Skip’s collar. No, Skip fucking loves it when Hawk hooks two fingers under his collar and pulls him up to balance on his knees, so he has to tuck his arms up to his chest and spread his legs to stay steady. Hawk will pull him up and slot one leg between Skip’s spread thighs, snug his bare shin up to his pup’s cock and just watch as Skip’s self-control dissolves, all his self-consciousness leaving him as his hips buck forward to hump Hawk’s leg like a dirty mutt all the while Hawk keeps a firm, near-choking hold on Skip’s collar. “That’s it, boy. You just can’t help yourself, can you? Need to fuck anything the moves. Good boy, Skip, go ahead, you can cum like that, be good for me.” He makes Skip clean up the mess he made with his tongue, again telling his pup just how happy he is with Skip’s behavior.

(I am sort of working on a bathing/washing fic, so, watch for that in a couple months)

#pup tim #pup skip #tim laughlin #hawkins fuller #hawk x tim #fellow travelers #puppyplay #buck builds #buck backtalks

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kit-williams · 3 months

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Imagine an Adeptus Custodes though. (Can be yandere or not. Maybe Space Marine Husbandry?) But, not just one, multiple. One for each set of an Adeptus Custodes.

A Shadowkeeper, Aquilan Shield, Dread Host, Solar Watch, and Emissaries Imperatus. Each one taking their turn to guard you for reasons you don’t even understand. They are just there. Came out of the blue.

The Shadowkeeper, seems to stick by the closest. Always patrolling the homes hallway’s, and room’s. Checking out even the smallest of things out within the home. Sometimes, just standing there, by the door’s like a guardian statue for—who knows how long?

The Aquilan Shield, were always following just a couple steps behind. Acting like an assigned knight or bodyguard of sorts. A very much bigger, and enhanced bodyguard. Can’t go sneaking off, and out of their sight now, can you? NEED TO PROTEC.

The Dread Host, is a challenging one. Doesn’t take sh*t from others. (None of them do, honestly.)You can feel their heated, piercing glare from underneath their helmet. Intimidating silence. A silent wrath perhaps? Have yet to see such proclaimed fury.

The Solar Watch, also patrols. Just in a bigger/wider area. Doesn’t keep to the house like the Shadowkeepers, but rather the whole territory/property. Keeping things out like that raccoon that gets in your trash, or even your pesky Ex that just doesn’t know when to stop. You’ll know something up with the area/land, but so would the Solar Watch. Will you be fast enough to see them?

The Emissaries Imperatus, also stays close within the house/area. Learning about you, reading your books. Trying to predict your next move, and keeps you rather close. At least at arm’s length. I suppose they like your presence?

And with all of them together? You’re the most, well protected human of the planet! Perhaps, even the most pampered one too.

If yandere? Well! I guess you’re not going anywhere anytime soon.

You're just really advocating for Yandere Custodes oh god I don't think I would subject a singular darling to 5 god like beings at the same time.

But if they had to do the 5 yanderes at once you better believe it would be a smack down of demi god like proportions. But that's the Yandere thoughts.

Okay we're going back to Yandere thoughts because these are all fine for just Space Marine Husbandry and how each would react.

I would like to think their darling is literally no one important just some Hiver or menial or a lowly imperial guard and then suddenly this demi god shows up to sweep them off their feet. But then you start to learn about their job.

The Aquilian Shield Yandere yeah if their darling is a guardswoman she would be so thankful practically throwing herself at him in joy after the battle's won but then it would be frighteningly lonely as he would scare anyone else off in the name of keeping her safe. A menial darling would be far easier to just pluck away simply just receiving anything from him would make her life so much easier and then his soothing voice offering honied promises and none of them are lies? The little menial doesn't show up to work the next day. She just simply vanishes with the golden godling.

The Dread host would be aggressive to everyone else but not his darling. Another whom a guardswoman would be happy for but would also be the most likely that once she gets close enough and is grabbed she's just gone. He is not above bullying his little darling into listening to him, she has to understand that he knows best he has slain terrors beyond her comprehension and her continuing to be here and not on Terra isn't helping... you do want to go to Terra don't you little one?

The Shadowkeeper... it would be hard but I see him finding a more menial darling who maybe found something she wasn't suppose to. They hoard technology from the Old Night... perhaps she found something pretty in some pile of scrap. Does she run? Does she freeze? It matters not when he comes breathing down her neck. Even if she hands it over he might croon down at her telling her that she has to come with him just to be sure that she wasn't tainted or perhaps she was able to coax some property out they weren't expecting. She's gone like a shadow at midday.

The Solar Watch don't really leave the Sol system but when they do its because someone who could be a threat to the Sol system is coming. A desperate guardswoman on a front and then these golden godlings come to wear down the tip of the spear to make it blunt for people like her to deal with. But no one notices when she is taken just assumed another causality and not having be lured away by honey in his voice coaxing her closer till she is just gone by the time the Custodes return to the Sol system.

The Emissaries Imperatus... his darling might be a young scribe in the imperial palace writing down his words from what he had heard from his meditations or perhaps she was some short lived champion that was told to simply unlock some door or wield some knowledge. Her use done and he knows that he might not hear the voice of his master again for some time... she smiles up at him feeling so very blessed to help out at least in some part... a part that will be forever nameless to time really. Either way whatever his darling is she, like the others, is drawn in and her name will live on beyond being just a short lived obituary or unknown mortal who helped unlocked a vault... she will live on as a name carved upon the heart of a demi god.

Bleeding I hope you are happy with what you've wrought

#warhammer 40k #Yandere #adeptus custodes #Yandere adeptus custodes #Yandere Space Marines

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love4sanemi · 9 months

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Sanemi x reader

This is my first time writing, so I still have much room to improve but I hope you still enjoy reading this. Btw sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes I might have made!

Sanemi usually avoided and ignored you. You thought it was because he disliked you but it was quite the opposite. Whenever you were present he couldn’t help but feel a bit flustered, which was very different from his usual self. This was exactly why he usually avoided and ignored you.

You were confused and also getting a little frustrated with the wind pillar’s behavior. It seemed like he was just ignoring your existence completely and it was starting to annoy you. Each time you would greet him he wouldn’t even spare you a glance, his head was always turned the other way and he was never facing you directly.

You didn’t expect him to greet you back, but you expected him to at least glance at you to show that he acknowledged your greeting. Your first thought immediately was that he disliked you, but you didn’t understand why. You knew he was the type to get angered and annoyed easily but the only thing you did was greet him. Why would he be angry about that?

What you didn’t know was that he didn’t dislike you at all it was quite the opposite. The very first day he saw you his heartbeat quickened and he felt like a million butterflies rushed through his body. It was love at first sight. He didn’t understand why he was feeling this way at first, but he soon came to realized why.

He wasn’t used to feeling that way, it felt weird to him and that’s exactly why he chose to avoid you. Whenever he couldn’t avoid seeing you, he would usually just ignore you entirely. Though he couldn’t help but sneak a few glances at you every now and then when you weren’t paying attention.

He also never directly faced you, even when you were talking to him. The reason why was, because he couldn’t hide the rosy color that coated his cheeks whenever you were near him. He didn’t want to admit it, but you made him nervous and flustered with your presence alone.

You got assigned to a mission together so he couldn’t avoid you this time. “Good morning” you greeted him with a smile. He didn’t say anything once again, he didn’t even spare you a glance, the way he was behaving was starting to annoy you.

“So do you have a plan?” You attempted to start a conversation with him again and to your surprise, he actually responded but not in the way you wanted. “I don’t need a plan and I don’t need your help either” he grumbled.

You just looked at him (the back of his head since he isn’t facing you) in disbelief, “They assigned two pillars to this mission for a reason, I can’t just let you fight on your own this mission is clearly gonna be harder than usual”.

“Fine, just don’t get in my way” he still wasn’t facing you. “Why do you never face me?” You asked him curiously. “…” he didn’t reply, it was clear that he didn’t expect you to ask him that.

“What are you talking about?” He was now even more flustered and just decided to play dumb. “Don’t play dumb, you’re literally doing it right now.” You had enough of his behavior and tried to take a peek at his face but he moved it further out of your view in response.

“What the fuck are you doing?” He was starting to sound annoyed. “Come on, why are you hiding your face from me?” You were getting a bit impatient, you just wanted to know why he was acting this way.

You managed to catch him off guard and take a peek at his face and you were shocked by what you saw. His face was different from his usual cold one, his face was red and he was clearly flustered. “Huh? Are you blushing?”. His face turned redder when you said that and he tried to avoid your gaze. He was too embarrassed to face you.

“Shut up, I’m not blushing!” He retorted. He tried to deny it but his flustered expression gave it away. You couldn’t help but blush at the sight of his flustered face, he looked surprisingly cute, which was out of character for him.

You decided to tease him a bit,“I’m not blind you’re clearly blushing”. “…” he didn’t respond which caused you to giggle a bit.

He had enough of your teasing. “Don’t fucking laugh at me!” He growled. The look on his face was a mix of anger and embarrassment it was hilarious.

“Or what?” You continued laughing at him. He then did something you didn’t expect him to do. In one quick movement, he pinned you to a nearby tree. Your faces were only moments away from touching and your bodies were nearly pressed against each other.

“You wanna repeat that?” He threatened. The fact that he was that close to you made you blush and this reaction of yours was amusing to him. So much so he he couldn’t resist teasing you too.

“What? Are you embarrassed now?” He mocked. He moved his face closer to you because he knew this would make you even more flustered. Your noses were touching at this point. You were too shocked and flustered to reply to him.

He noticed your lack of reply, “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?” He smirked. The flustered expression he had before was now practically gone and this newfound confidence of his made him bolder by the minute.

You were shocked, you almost couldn’t believe this was happening. Sanemi, the usually grumpy pillar that always ignored you was flirting with you. “You’re too close!” You moved your face to the side in embarrassment.

“Oh, am I now? Maybe I should move a little closer” he continued teasing you with that stupid smirk of his still on his face. He noticed that you were avoiding his gaze and he frowned, he didn’t like that at all.

He grabbed you by the chin roughly and lifted your face so that you would be forced to look up at him. He narrowed his eyes at you, “Look at me when I’m talking to you” he said sternly.

He noticed that you got even more flustered when he did that and chuckled. “How cute” he said with a mocking tone. “Shut up” you replied with a flustered expression still very much visible on your face.

His face was still very close to yours, you could even feel his breath on your face at this point. He looked amused by your reaction. “I don’t think I will”. You were annoyed by his response but you couldn’t lie, you kinda liked the way he was acting right now.

“You’re so annoying” You glared at him and bit back a smile. “You know you love it” He teased while smirking at you once again. You couldn’t deny it, he was right you did love it.

#sanemi x reader #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer fanfic #sanemi shinazugawa x reader #oneshot

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brabe · 2 years

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The Anatomy of the Bar Scene

the more i think about it, the more i’m leaning towards them being ex-something rather than them only ever having been on the cusp of it.

and the way hangman sets the scene has me in a fit. how it screams SCORNED LOVER from the top of the mountains.

the way he sees that rooster is here now at last, because of course he is—no one has ever believed in rooster more than hangman, that’s kind of the problem—and sneaks to the jukebox to select just the right soundtrack for his grand entrance. the song choice. the fact that he is so dramatic about it that he feels the need to announce his presence via song in the first place. an honest to god sex song. 'slow ride, take it easy. slow down, go down, got to get your lovin' one more time. hold me, roll me, slow ridin' woman you're so fine. i'm in the mood, the rhythm is right, move to the music, we can roll all night'. how he selects nr. 86 without a second of hesitation, muscle memory, like this song speaks of history between them, an echo of a long-standing inside joke recalling once-upon-a-time familiarity and intimacy.

rooster looks up before hangman even calls his name. he hears the opening riff, and already knows what’s about to go down, could do this song and dance with his eyes closed and his shoestrings tied up together.

now god help him, hangman is going to play this cool as a cucumber. you know when you have a chance encounter with your ex whom you are absolutely, 100%, no questions asked over (shut up, you are), and you are going to make it extremely loud and spectacularly clear how you are doing swimmingly, thanks for asking, and how they are sorely missing out.

thing is, rooster still looks like a fucking million bucks, all golden and glowing. heads turning like on a string as he struts in like he owns the place by birthright, like everything until now was just the supporting act to his one-man show, hawaiian print and aviators like limelights on a background of khaki. impossible to miss, impossible to look away from. like maybe he too carefully curated his stage entrance, fashionably late and effortlessly cool as can be.

gain the home turf. the best defense is a good offense. one-up. one-up. one-up.

thing is, hangman is just a man, after all, and a few beers deep to boot, and god help him, but he still looks at rooster like he wants to eat him alive, because he does, can’t imagine ever not wanting. lip bite.

like an apex predator establishing eye contact with its prey (who is who, though?), he prowls in, swipes bob’s cue stick, bends himself over the pool table, takes the shot blind looking up at rooster from underneath his eyelashes. the kicker is that he wasn’t even in the game. earlier when hangman left to order more beers phoenix said, ‘rack ‘em’ to bob as they started a new game. he just dive-bombs in, putting on his own little one-man show for his one-man audience.

‘bradshaw, as i live and breathe.’ bradshaw, not rooster and definitely not bradley. distance. so here we are after all, after everything. ball in your court.

‘hangman, you look...good.’ rooster blatantly checks him out right back, always looking back, hasn’t even the decency to be subtle about it. tone lock, missile shot and landed. and hangman takes a split second to absorb the hit and recalibrate because rooster was supposed to take the bait for what it was, wasn’t supposed to be nice, how dare he? he has no right to say that, not anymore, by his own doing.

‘well, i am good, rooster. i’m very good [bats his eyelashes]. in fact, i’m too good to be true.’ nailed it. or something. i like to think that hangman internally cringed at that final line, god that was cheesy, talk about acting so chill it circles right back to supremely unchill, transparent, chink in the armour.

rooster shakes his head, holds back a half grin, and looks over to phoenix like, ‘can you believe him?’ but it’s half exasperated and half, dare i say, fond. like, there he is, as insufferably and maddeningly wonderful as always. and phoenix knows enough, not everything, but about there being something to know in the first place. it’s been two minutes tops and now the whole detachment does as well. cue payback, ‘sooo...’

and let’s talk coyote and phoenix for a moment. their entire earlier interaction, but especially that little pointed, ‘hey, coyote.’ / ‘hey.’ how it screams of ‘we used to hang out because our best friends were dating, but the breakup was messy, and we loyally took to each side of the divorce. for the public record my best friend is totally in the right and yours a total asshole.’

thing is, the back and fort still flows between hangman and rooster too much like foreplay, like it doesn’t know how to be anything else. too close to slipping into jake and bradley’s territory for comfort. they were always so good at this.

so hangman doubles down, and keeps figuratively shooting spitballs at the back of rooster’s head from the back of the classroom until he’s going to take the damn bait. drop the niceties and let the temper aflame. hangman got it down to an art after all. more peacocking, more bending over the pool table, more holding eye contact while slighting his leadership prowess and smiling condescendingly as he does so. BINGO.

and rooster does try, looks to the side like, ‘i know you. i know what you’re doing.’

but oh well, here goes nothing.

rooster looks down, charges up. ‘hangman, the only place you’ll lead anyone is an early grave.’ rooster looks back up and half the destructive force of this hit comes from his eyes, from his closed-off stare locked onto hangman, devoid of any lingering warmth now.

trying and keeping up with you and all of your crazy, in the air, or otherwise, will drive a man insane. he would know.

coyote obviously hears it too. the look on his face is a whole picture. he looks seconds away from leaping over the pool table and making rooster regret all of his life’s choices that led him to this very moment. he’s saved by the bell by fanboy’s whooping that redirects coyote’s death glare momentarily. the camera pans to phoenix, who for all intents and purposes is on rooster’s side of the feud, and whose expression clearly reads, ‘well, fuck’. she doesn’t know the whole story, not like coyote does, rooster not one to kiss and tell. payback in the background obviously asking himself, again, whichever soap opera did he just walk into.

direct hit. hangman is frozen in place for a moment too long, his shark-like smirk brittle. it’s just his luck that his whole life has been one decades-long exercise in breaking down and building himself back up in the blink of an eye, blink-and-you'll-miss-it, like you’re supposed to. but bradley never looked away (until he did, at least), and it’s a daunting process he’s witnessed too many times. it never fails to be heartbreaking, seeing hangman emerge on the other side with a new shiny layer to his glamour.

there it is, hotheaded bradshaw, making it too damn easy to firmly put the gilded armour back into place. they were even better at this; shooting to kill, almost like their lives depended on it.

hangman short of barrels into phoenix on his way to deliver his own fatal blow, almost daring her to intervene in defense of her wingman.

hangman completes his prowl, the cutting edge of his smirk more lethal close range, closer than he’s been in years, ‘anyone who follows you is just gonna...run out of fuel,’ hangman looks down, charges up, locks him in his chilling stare, ‘but that’s just you, ain’t it, rooster? you’re snug on that perch. waiting for the right moment...that never comes.’

trying and waiting for you to catch up, to take the next step, to take that leap of faith, in the air, or otherwise, will be a man’s downfall. he would know.

‘i love this song.’ a final acknowledgement of everything that was, a parting dare.

coyote looks as smug as he looked outraged before. he was there picking up the pieces in the destruction of the aftermath. his best friend surviving once more, albeit coming too close for comfort.

direct hit. and rooster just sits back and takes it. his whole demeanor changes and subdues. he knows that hangman got him there, and he walked right into that one, has nothing to say for himself. he has this strained fixed little smile, he is nodding along minutely like, 'so are you really going there...fair enough.’ he looks down at hangman's lips when he gets too close, closer than he’s been in years, because he’s just a man, and he still hasn’t ever wanted anyone more. he’s effectively stunned into silence. the fortifying little sigh he takes after hangman makes his exit and leaves him planted there like, 'shit. he went there alright. it's been years, why does it still hit bullseye?' (he knows why). that deflated, resigned, 'nope, sure hasn't' and then the 10-hour long stare watching him walk away.

how the turntables.

#hangster #hangman x rooster #top gun: maverick #top gun #olivia rodrigo's good 4 u was blasting inside hangman's head the whole time #the anatomy of their microexpressions!!!!!#i've replayed this scene ad infinitum till it felt like a fever dream #miles and glen literally invented YEARNING

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tqngerine · 1 year

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stay in the middle — 22. pick me up

SYNOPSIS: Huening Kai would do anything for his best friend Taehyun, and this one small favor is no exception. It appears that Kai’s fellow campus journalist Y/N has caught his attention, and Taehyun needs help connecting to them. Befriending someone outside of his small social circle wasn’t something Kai did often, but he comes to find that it’s easy to get close to Y/N—maybe even getting a little too close.

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Y/N didn’t have to pace the floor of the empty office for too long before hearing a knock, followed by the soft clicking of the door opening.

“Oh, thank goodness you’re all in one piece.” Kai exhaled in relief, hair slightly aloof as though he had ran all the way here. He didn’t have to worry this much for them, Y/N thought to themself, but it was admirably thoughtful of him.

“It’s not like I was stuck dealing with a kraken, Kai. I’m fine.”

“Oh, but just know I’d be ready if ever that was the case.”

For that, Y/N let out a chuckle, then turned off all the lights and exited the room alongside their knight in Adidas sweatpants armor.

He whipped out his phone’s flashlight and guided the way through the dark corridor. The only thing that could be distinctly sensed was the echo of the pair’s footsteps bouncing off invisible walls. Kai was tapping a silent beat on the side of his legs, as if his fingers always had to be kept busy.

“Sooo, how did practice with Jay go?”

“Dying to know, aren’t you?”

“I’m nosy!” Kai turned to look at Y/N’s reaction.

Amidst their warm face and giddy stomach, Y/N settled with a content sigh. “He’s a great actor, really. Like, I was honestly just awestruck the entire time.” Their eyes widened as they recalled every detail they captured of their acting partner. “He sees through the simplicity of the script’s text and catches nuances to add to his delivery. He coaches me if he gets any ideas for my lines too, it’s so—“

Y/N stopped on their heels to grab the sides of Kai’s arms. “He’s so talented, Kai, it hurts!”

Kai blinked in surprise before laughing a bit more softly than usual, hand reaching to pinch Y/N’s cheeks.

“Ow?!”

“Sorry, you’re just so ridiculous.”

That earned Kai a punch to his shoulder. “Whatever!”

Visibly stifling a smile, Kai continued the pace they were once walking. “Maybe I should ask Jay how practicing with you was for him too. That way, I’d know more about what actor Y/N is like.”

“I could try to sneak you into rehearsal again! Not too sure how much of Yunjin’s kindness I can abuse, though…” Y/N quickly waved their hand off reassuringly. “It’s okay, you’re cute, Yunjin can’t say no to you.”

Kai eyes crinkled into a smile. “I am pleased to hear.”

The pair had reached the exit of the corridor and were to cross the open field to get to the dormitory building. The view reappeared under the moonlight, the expanse of green materializing before them. Evening birds chirped restlessly over the clicking of crickets.

“Oh, I never realized how clear the night sky is.”

Kai nodded in affirmation. “It can get misty—or so I’m told. But we just so happen to be lucky tonight, I guess.”

“Do we both not go out that much?”

“To be fair, who would want to go out at the dead of night?”

“Fair, indeed.”

“Wait, what’s that—“ Something caught Kai’s attention, luring him to a big tree off the track. Y/N soon noticed it too: a glow coming from the trunk.

“That looks radioactive.” Y/N commented, and although they meant it lightheartedly, they were silently worried it was something serious.

Inching closer, Kai seemed compelled to reach out to it. Suspense rose like a violin trill until…

“Oh.“ Kai peeled it off the trunk to show Y/N. “It’s just a glow-in-the-dark poster for the upcoming bazaar.”

Y/N released a breath they didn’t realize they were holding. “Glow-in-the-dark poster? I’ve never heard of that before.”

“How anticlimactic.” Kai sniffled, sticking the poster back to where it came from.

“Hey, you could definitely make a scary story out of this.” Y/N lowered their voice in an attempt to mimic Kai. “Guys! I saw something glowing on one of the trees last night! Call me crazy but I swear those were alien eggs!”

Kai’s trademark booming laugh erupted. “That sounds unbelievable, but I just know if I told this to Yeonjun hyung, it’d keep him up for a few nights.”

“Your Yeonjun hyung’s a wimp.”

“He is.” His shoulders shrugged the last of his giggles, and Y/N begun to note how naturally expressive he was. It made interacting with him more lively.

The rest of the walk was quiet, especially now that Y/N’s nerves had calmed down completely. Usually, nighttime evoked the wilderness of Y/N’s imagination, making it near impossible for them to walk around at this hour without anxiety. Soobin and Beomgyu would’ve been a call away to come walk Y/N back to their dorm, so it made them feel guilty for asking Kai in particular, who had never done this for them before.

Well, he has already, without hesitation, gotten them coffee to survive their rehearsal. So Kai’s loyalty shouldn’t have been a question in the first place. He does things for his friends without complaint because he wants to help, and Y/N shouldn’t have to feel too guilty.

Despite that, Y/N felt an inner embarrassment because of the fact that they may have just wanted to see his face in particular. His presence was soothing, and it was just what they needed walking back.

“Okay, my dorm’s right here.” Y/N stood by their doormat, decorated with an embroidered white cat over it. “Thank you so much again, Hyuka. I still don’t know how you put up with my shit.”

“Nah, I needed some fresh air from studying anyway.” Kai’s eyes glimmered under the dim light. “And I have a cool scary story to tell my friends now. I’d say this evening was a win.”

“Good to hear, good to hear,” With one last wave at Kai, Y/N closed the dorm room behind them.

Their roommate was most definitely sound asleep at the moment, all the lights inside shut off. Thus, Y/N made sure to take their shoes off and settle their backpack as quietly as possible. Instead of heading straight to their room, they flopped onto the sofa in their living room. Grabbing their trustworthy sparkly notebook from their bag, they began scribbling some ideas that blossomed from tonight’s events.

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thatboymikey · 2 years

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Vance hopper x male reader

1,257- word count

tw: swearing, use of homophobic slur/insult

rating: teen

Vance hopper the scariest sophomore in town. He walked around acting as though he was tough shit with his clique of weirdo friends who basically worshiped the ground, he walked in. No one was safe from Vance especially y/n the town ‘freak’. The rumor had been spread that he was a raging homo after people had seen him innocently holding his guy friend's hand not in a romantic way just a friend way but obviously no one would understand that so lucky y/n had become an even bigger target for bullies mainly Vance. The thing that made everything worse was the huge crush y/n had developed on the blonde boy. “Hey guys watch this” Vance remarked as he shoved y/n into one of the lockers beside him causing him to drop all his belongings in the process. “Shit” y/n whispered under his breath as he became face to face with Vance. His face becoming a bright red shade as he stared into his blue eyes “hey flamer y/n” Vance remarked with a smile “hey Vance” y/n replied as to not show fear or weakness in front of Vance “don’t get an attitude with me” Vance said as he put his arm across y/n’s neck “sorry Vance just let me go to class” he said in a hoarse voice as Vance only pushed his arm into his neck harder “fine but this isn’t over'' he remarked before sending a punch into y/ns middle sending him to the ground in a coughing fit. Everyone around him was laughing or silently talking with their peers “let’s go boys” Vance remarked as he walked away from y/n *time skip* y/n walked out of school lucky enough to avoid Vance in the process his luck would only prove to run out as he saw Vance alone walking out of the convenience store picking up his pace, he walked faster to avoid him praying that Vance didn’t see him. He was only proved to be wrong when he saw Vance turning the corner where he was “fuck me” y/n said under his breath as Vance grabbed him one again bringing him to a more private area the creek just underneath the bridge leading to y/n’s house “Vance what do you want?” y/n said as Vance continued pulling him along before pushing him to the ground and pushing his knee on his stomach to keep him down “look I don’t know what’s going on with you but I know a queer like you obviously likes me” he said with a snarl “Look that’s not the case can you just let me go I don’t want to fight you” y/n said calmly as he looked into Vance’s eyes attempting to not blush but failing in the process “that whenever I look directly at you you’re face becomes a shade redder I know you like me but you should know I’m not a fag so you should get over this little thing before I give you what you deserve.'' y/n's heart sank. He knew he had no chance with Vance but it didn’t mean this stung any less “ok Vance I’m sorry” y/n replied trying not to cry “that’s another thing I don’t understand you’re always nice to me I know you can easily beat the shit out of me but you don’t” Vance said as he lifted himself off of him “because you don’t scare me Vance you scare other people but not me” y/n said his voice sincere “Look I know everyone in this town hates me and you have every right to hate me too but I don’t think you’re a bad person Vance” he continued as he picked himself up brushing the leaves and dirt off himself “so if you don’t mind I’ll be going” y/n finished as he picked up all his stuff and walked away. Vance just stood there in shock not understanding what just happened. Everyone was scared of Vance but why not y/n was it that stupid crush or whatever he couldn’t put his finger on it so he followed him planning to sneak into his home at night to ask all the necessary questions. (11:30 pm) The sun had fully set. Y/n was sitting at his small desk completing English homework before he heard small taps on his window he got up to inspect the noise not expecting to see Vance standing below his window looking up at him “what the fuck Vance” y/n remarked as he opened the window “can I come in?” he asked “yeah sure “ y/n replied as Vance climbed through the window feet first attempting to be as quiet as possible “what do you want” y/m remarked as Vance was standing in his room. “I was thinking about what you said earlier. What do you mean I’m not a bad person?” Vance asked as he finally took a seat on his bed. “Well, I think that you’re mean to people because you want to act like you're a strong powerful person but behind that alter ego you’re just a regular 16 year old boy” y/n replied sitting next to Vance watching him fiddle his fingers. “I- fuck this is stupid why am I doing this” he remarked to himself before finally getting out what he wanted to “y/n I’m- I’m sorry for everything I guess you’re right I want to fit in and I want people to look up to me” he stated his head hanging low “hey it’s ok I understand it’s not fun to be picked on” he laughed “yeah a few years ago I was bullied so I vowed that I’d never let anyone else push me around anymore so I became cold and aggressive to hide the fact I was scared of being bullied for something I couldn’t control” he finished as he looked into y/n’s eyes once again never realizing he was kind of handsome “hey it’s ok” y/n replied as he grasped onto one of Vance’s hands squeezing it lightly with a smile for reassurance. Then everything happened so fast y/n felt Vance's soft lips upon his own. He lightly closed his eyes taking in the new sensation before they promptly pulled apart for air, their faces still incredibly close to each other. All he could do was smile. “Shit I’m sorry I should go” Vance remarked as he stood up from the bed “no no Vance it’s ok” y/n reassured as he got up along with Vance. “I know you like me but I just- I should’ve asked” Vance said tears brimming his eyes out of fear y/n would yell at him or force him out of his room “hey hey Vance it’s ok” y/n said as he grasped Vance’s face in his hands wiping away any tears that had spilled from his eyes as he leaned in again to press another soft kiss to his lips. Vance returned the kiss as he grasped y/n’s hips and pulled him closer. When they let go, they embraced each other in a hug y/n slowly running his fingers through Vance's hair “this is wrong isn’t it?” Vance questioned, slightly pulling out of the hug “that’s what other people might say but it isn’t Vance” he reassured as he pushed some of Vance's stray hairs away from his face. “So, are we boyfriends?” Vance questioned “if that’s what you want sure” y/n replied with a smile “yeah that is what I want” Vance replied kissing y/n once again to fully assure that they were together now. - the end

(hello everyone it’s been a while since i’ve posted any of my writing this wasn’t a request I just wrote it cause there’s a lack of Vance hopper x male reader stories out there so yeah I hope ya’ll enjoy :)

#vance hopper #vance hopper x male reader #the black phone #horror #slashers #fanfic #male reader

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