#while he also goes around flirting with someone who has no interest in dating him WHILE he has a girlfriend

[joels-shitty-puns]

I'm gonna make a request again (sorry your last one was too good for me not to ask again) but this time for a jealous Joel! Maybe the reader and him have been friends for a while and she's oblivious to his flirting and she finally lands a date? How it goes from there can be up to you! I just love the jealous and possessive trope.

The Jealousy Bug

Pairing: Jealous!Joel Miller x f!Reader

Hi!! I'm so sorry this took me so long to write, but thank you for the request!! I hope you like it!! I got a lil carried away... hope its not too much smut.

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(Reader and Joel live in Jackson, amid the apocalypse)

Word count: 6.8K (oof)

Warnings: 18+ only, MDNI!! Smut smut smut. P in V sex (likely unprotected but not specified. Its an apocalypse, yo.), masturbation (m and f), sort of dubcon? voyeurism?? sorta?, kissing, talk of genitals and arousal, horny behavior. Explicit language and mean names. Alcohol. Violence: infected, guns, punching, mention of a knife. Joel is kind of a jerk sometimes. Possessive. Mentions of loss and grief (all within S.1 of TLOU). I haven't played part II yet so we're just gonna ignore what we know happens there. Joel and Ellie are happy in Jackson. Joel and Reader are friends and sort of neighbors. Clueless idiots in love. A total asshole of a guy in the town. Lil bit of fluff/romance? Mention of bugs (pill bugs), but not in a gross way. If I missed anything, please let me know, and I apologize!

Other Stuff: Avoidance of reader descriptors, other than reader is AFAB. Mentions of having hair on the noggin. She/her pronouns. Reader is clueless and also clumsy as hell. Reader also drinks coffee and alcohol. Italics indicate thoughts.

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It was around 4PM when you filed into the community center for another mandatory patrol meeting. It may be an apocalypse, but even now, you wished this meeting could have been an email instead. Alas, that was a thing of the past, and you were unfortunately stuck listening to the usual spiel about necessary vs. unnecessary items to raid… The importance of remembering to ABC, “Always Be Cautious,” plants that can and can't be eaten, etc.

You sat in your usual spot, the back row next to Joel Miller. A year ago when you first moved to this town, first started patrol, you came into this very room not knowing anyone. Friend groups stuck together, each of the two front rows filled, yet a few empty spaces here and there. Instead, you walked towards the back of the room. A handsome man, who you soon learned was named Joel, sat by himself, three rows back, behind the last full aisle. He was alone. The whole aisle of chairs was empty. He sat with his arms crossed, and you could tell based on his posing that he was not the social type. 

You were feeling a bit nervous, having finally found a sort of civilization in this mess, and hoping the people of Jackson accept you and not just shoot you, like most camps do when they see unknown faces. Unsure where to sit, you continued to head towards the back, slightly drawn to the gorgeous gray-haired man in the last row. Not wanting to intrude, you sat at the far end from Joel. You could feel his eyes on you as you sat, but you didn't dare look over and make eye contact. Years of survival instincts have told you that, especially when someone doesn't want to be bothered.

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When you first walked into the room, Joel looked up. He sat in the back row, as usual, not wanting to get close to anyone. However, even if he did, nobody gave him the time of day. They have heard stories of what he’s done, they have seen him around town, often grumbling about something. They could tell he wanted to be left alone and they had no interest in testing how badly he wanted to be left alone.

Joel found it easier to not form connections. Tommy kept telling him to make friends, come around more, socialize in the town. But Joel had learned over the years why making connections never ends well. All he has is Tommy and Ellie, and neither of those were his initial decision, but Tommy is his only family, and somehow he let himself care for Ellie.

But when Joel saw you… there was a flash of longing. He saw you smile gently at Tommy with a small wave. He could see you shrink walking to your seat past the cliques. You were beautiful, and if it were pre-pandemic, you'd be the exact type he'd probably take interest to.

But those days are over.

Or… so he thought.

He set his eyes back down on his hands in his lap, avoiding eye contact with you when you sat down at the end of the row from him.

Why did she sit so far away? Am I that horrible to be around? His heart questioned.

You don't want to be near people anyway. Good she sat far away. Leave me alone. His brain tried to argue.

Tommy droned on and on, the meeting nearing an hour by now, and you could feel Joel’s eyes on the side of your face every few minutes. You don't know why he kept staring, but it made you feel nervous. Did you have something on your face or clothes? Did you smell bad?

Tommy knew his brother well, sometimes more than Joel likes to admit out loud, and as he talked, he took note of Joel’s staring. At first his expression looked confused, maybe irritated or disgusted. Then it looked slightly… disappointed. But he kept stealing glances your direction, and so with a smirk, Tommy assigned the two of you to be on patrol together. Joel questioned his reasoning afterward, but he knew there was no point arguing with his brother.

After that day, you patrolled together. You both went to the bar with the group after meetings. You sat closer and closer to Joel. You managed to get some words out of him, and he listened to you chatter on. But it was when you brought him a cup of coffee before patrol one morning that he finally let down his guard. His heart had betrayed his defenses.

“What's this?” He asked, gruffly.

“Coffee, Joel…” you replied with a joking eye roll. “It's black. I know you don't like anything in it.”

He took a sip, shocked to taste that you actually knew how he took his coffee. “How did you know that?”

“I notice things Joel.” You patted his shoulder, walking towards the group.

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Now, a year later, the two of you were very close friends. You still surprised him with things you remembered or noticed, but much to his chagrin, the one thing you didn't pick up on were his advances. He'd call you pet names, be sweet to you, treat you like a gentleman, flirt a little, and it was like talking to a robot. You were clueless.

Tonight's meeting finally ended, the large group heading outside to the chill fall air. “You wanna get drinks with the patrol squad?” you asked Joel. 

“Wouldn't miss it,” he winked at you, putting his leather jacket on his shoulders.

Although you went as a group, ultimately you and Joel spent most of the nights in your own little bubble, occasionally making space in your circle for Tommy, or Maria if she joined.

Tonight, the two of you sat at the bar, the patrol group spread throughout the room at different tables. Joel excused himself to use the restroom, and while he was gone, Jimmy, one of the other patrol members approached you. Hurrying before Joel returned, he flirted and asked you out on a date. You told him you'd think about it, that you weren't sure if you were ready for a relationship after years of caution.

Not technically a lie, you thought. Although you really just weren't ready for a relationship because your heart was already taken by your handsome best friend. 

Joel returned just in time to see Jimmy walking away. “What did he want?” Joel grumbled. “Ah nothin, just wanted to say hi while getting a drink,” you lied. Joel accepted this answer and the two of you drank into the night. At the end of the evening, you seemed pretty drunk. Jimmy offered to walk you home, but before you had a chance to reply, Joel replied for you.

“I'll take her home, thanks.” He bit, turning you away from Jimmy. “I don't like the idea of that boy walkin’ you home. Don't trust ‘im. ‘Specially not when you're in this condition,” he wrapped an arm around you, shuffling you toward the door.

“You don't think I can handle myself, Joel?” You asked him, pulling away, a little bit irritated at him treating you like a weakling. “I seem to do just fine on patrol,” you argued.

“I know that, sugar. I didn't mean it like that. I just don't trust that guy. Heard how he goes through women. Don't want him trying’ anything with you,” he brushed his hand over your hair, causing you to soften at his words and actions.

You gasped lightly. “Is THE Joel Miller… jealous?” You knew he wasn't, but why not test the waters?

“What? Jealous? Of what? No ‘m not.” he balked. “Just lookin’ out for you…”

“Mmhm… you just wanna be the only big strong man walking me home, huh?” You teased, tripping over your own feet. 

Joel caught you in his arms. “Big strong man, huh? ‘S that what you think of me?” 

Shit… did I say that? You panicked. Maybe I'm more drunk than I thought…

Deciding to tease it off, you replied, “well you do always seem to catch me when I fall…” with a wink.

Falling in more ways than one… you thought, frustrated.

He rubbed his neck with the hand not holding you upright. You could almost see a pink tinge to his cheeks.

No, that has to be the lights playing tricks on my eyes… you thought. No way Joel Miller was blushing at your words.

“I kinda have to, ya big klutz. Practically a liability. I oughta tell Tommy to add a safety section on patrolling with you,” he bantered.

“Ah, shut up” you laughed with a push, causing yourself to lose balance instead of Joel. He just gave a knowing look, causing you both to laugh as you continued walking, now side by side instead of him holding you up.

After a few moments of silence, you spoke up. “You know, I could've walked myself home, Joel,” you stumbled, giggling.  

“Whoa there, sweetheart.” He wrapped his arms around you again, propping you up. “Don't worry about it. Let's just get you home. You've had way too much to drink.”

“You're so sweet Joel,” you pouted at him, booping his nose. “Joelly Joel.” You giggled. “Jolly Joelly.” Another giggle. “I dunno why people think you're so grumpy. I think you're just a big teddy bear,” you closed your eyes, leaning your head on his shoulder while he stumbled forward, trying to keep you upright.

“Who says I'm grumpy, darlin’?” He tilted his head towards you, smirking. “The whole town, silly. Silly Joelly. Joely-poly.” You gasped abruptly, causing Joel to jerk and turn to face you. “What? What is it?” His hand reached for his knife on his hip. Old habits die hard.

“Joely-poly!!” You squealed. “Awe! Roly-polies. Remember those!? I used to love them when I was little.” You pouted. “Before this whole world went to shit.”

Joel thought back to the little pill bugs, playing in the dirt with them when he was younger. Teaching his own daughter about them. His heart aches for what he lost, but he also thinks of Ellie. He bets she would love the little bugs too.

“That's a cute nickname for you,” you smiled. “They're so cute. Just,” you booped his nose. “Like.” Boop. “You,” you wrapped your arms around his neck, hugging him tight. Another gasp from your lips.

He flinched again. “Darlin’, if you don't quit that I swear-”

“Joeeeel!” You pouted. “Do you think the roly-polies all died off with the infection!?” Your eyes welled up.

“Oh, sweetheart, don't cry. There's probably still some out there. Bugs could get cordyceps long before the fungus attacked humans, and they were still alive back then.” You looked up into his deep brown eyes through your fluttering lashes. “You really think so?” You leaned in, placing both your hands on his cheeks. His breath caught in his chest. “Darlin’, you drank a lot tonight-” you cut off his sentence, running your hands down his neck, resting your palms on his chest. His heart was beating a mile a minute. If he didn't know better, he'd worry his heart would leap out and fly away. 

Your eyes lit up and you slid off his chest, lowering clumsily to the ground and gripping his sides for balance. You were now on your knees, eye level with his crotch, hands on his hips. His breath was ragged and his stomach full of twirling butterflies. “Wh-what do you think you're doin’?” He asked nervously. You looked up at him with big eyes, your hands slowly falling down from his hips to his thighs as you tried to balance yourself in your drunken state. He couldn't help but feel his pants begin to tent at the position you were in. He would never take advantage of you in your current state, but trying to ignore the desire brewing in his body after so many months of unrequited feelings was challenging. Did you finally see his advances for what they were? Feelings instead of friendliness?

You grinned up at him, finally regaining balance. “I'm gonna go look for ‘em!” you turned and waddled away on your knees, heading a couple feet away, towards a patch of flowers off the path.

She just needed to use me as a ladder, or what…? Joel thought to himself with a sigh and shaking his head in disappointment, his sexual frustration at its breaking point.

You crawled forward, falling onto your hands and knees in the soft dirt. Joel quickly stepped forward to try and grab you but realized, despite your lack of grace, you meant to do that. “Ugh… darlin', it's dark out here. It's cold. You're drunk. Let's get you home.”

“I'm looking for buggies, Joel!!” You leaned towards a leaf, arching downward so that your face was closer to the ground, ass up. 

“Oh, have mercy…” Joel groaned under his breath, his eyes drifting downward. Your ass was up in the air, facing him, the fabric of your dress having fallen forward towards your front. Your light pink panties were on full display for Joel, leaving little to his imagination in this position. Joel subtly adjusted his pants, looking up to the sky and shaking his head in a silent plea. 

You whined. “Joel, I don't see any.” You leaned farther forward, wiggling your butt somehow higher. Joel looked around, panicked at the thought that someone else might see you in this position. But luckily, you were close to your house and it was just the two of you out here. He turned back to you again. “I think it's time you get up and we go in-” you moved further forward, the streetlight shining above you and illuminating your ass. Joel tried to be a gentleman, but his eyes betrayed him. As he snuck another glance, he couldn't help but notice a little wet spot over the crotch of your panties. “In-inside…” he finished his sentence, words catching in his throat. He gulped, trying to divert his eyes. 

Taking a shaky breath and stepping forward, trying to ignore the throbbing need in his pants, he lightly grabbed your arm. “It's time to go sweetheart. The bugs are sleepin’ I think.” 

You looked at him and smiled mischievously. “I know, Joel,” you winked. Jumping up, you scampered towards your house, leaving Joel to wonder what the hell just happened.

“Woman's gonna be the death of me,” Joel muttered under his breath to himself. He caught up to you, just as you both approached your house. “Joel, I don't wanna go home. Can't I stay with you? And Ellie?” you batted your eyelashes at him. He rubbed his neck. “Ellie's with a friend tonight. But, you do have a point. You probably shouldn't be left by yourself in this state. Don't want you gettin’ hurt, or sick, and bein’ all alone.”

“Such a gentleman, Joel.” You touched his bicep, the two of you walking towards Joel's house across the street.

Hardly, he thought, grimacing at the reason he was aching in his trousers, feeling like an old creep, and a terrible excuse for a friend.

Once inside Joel's house, he gave you a baggy sleep shirt and a glass of water with some crackers to help with the alcohol. You changed, brushed your teeth with a spare toothbrush, and used the restroom. He let you have his bed, while he took the couch down the hall, scrunching his legs up to barely fit.

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Joel tried his hardest to ignore what he saw earlier and just go to bed, but the aching only continued, making it impossible to sleep. Sure that you must have fallen asleep by now, tucked away in his bed down the hall, he quietly reached into his pajama bottoms and boxers, pulling out his rock-hard penis. Even the mere touch of removing himself from his pants caused him to hiss, so worked up he could have cum just watching you bent over earlier.

He was a gentleman, but he was still a man, and one that hadn't been with a woman in a very long time. With as many people as he'd lost by one means or another, he'd told himself he wouldn't get close to anyone else. Sarah's mom. Sarah. Tess. Bill and Frank. Sam and Henry. He almost thought he had lost Tommy before Jackson, too. It was against his wishes that Ellie crawled her way into his heart, and then he almost lost her as well. He was beginning to think maybe it was him. He was cursed, doomed to have anyone he loved ripped away from him.

Which is why when you came to Jackson, he tried his best to ignore you. But you always greeted him, cheerful and sweet, like a little ball of sunshine that was somehow untarnished by the storm clouds of an apocalypse.

He was irritated to realize that he had made room in his heart for you. You caused an ache in his heart that yearned to be filled. A missing piece in his soul. A place for him to someday fit, tangled between sheets and loving words. It had been about a year since you moved to Jackson, and he still feared getting too close to you, yet he would try his hardest to woo you the way a gentleman should. Sweet nicknames, flirting, gentle touches. You never picked up on it. Whether or not you felt the same, he stupidly fell in love. Unsure if it was mutual, yet pretty sure it wasn't after all this time, he tried to ignore the dirty thoughts revolving around you when the late-night urges would hit him. Somehow it felt wrong.

But tonight, it was hard to avoid. Having you touch him. His face, his neck, his chest, his hips, his thighs. Kneeling eye level with his crotch. Slinking away, sticking your barely covered ass in the air, letting your wet panties be shown to him and only him. He couldn't get you out of his head as he stroked himself. First slowly, but then harder and faster, trying to reach his climax with the thought of him burying himself in that sweet spot underneath your wet underwear. How he longed to see you with his own eyes, begging for him.

He tried to be quiet, to keep himself hidden from you down the hall, but the noise of skin on skin grew slightly louder with each of his quiet moans and panting breaths that managed to slip from his lips. Imagining himself buried deep inside you, taking you from behind in the same position he saw you in earlier, imagining the tight grip around him and the slick noises he could only fantasize about. He could practically hear you moaning and sighing, the sound seeping from his subconscious to the living room. He pumped harder, swirling his thumb around the head, drooling with precum, as his climax grew closer. He could feel his strokes becoming less controlled and his balls pulling upward as he began to shoot load after load of white hot release up under his shirt onto his stomach. Stroking himself through it, he milked his last few ropes of cum out before laying back to catch his breath, slowly tucking himself back away in his pants.

Coming back to his senses, he realized the sounds of your moans and whimpers that he was imagining were still happening. Taken out of his fantasies when he finished, there was no reason for the sounds to still be in his head. Needing to grab a cloth from the linen closet down the hall anyway, he walked, nearing his bedroom door, and heard the unmistakable sound of you pleasuring yourself. Quietly, he padded down the hallway, closer to the door. He could tell you were trying to be quiet, but could still hear you, soft whimpers and pants, surrounded by wet schlick noises.

Fuck, he thought. He could feel himself already getting excited again, despite having just released a few minutes ago. He desperately wanted to join you in his bed, or at the least, stand by the door and listen to your sounds while pleasuring himself, but he wasn't going to be a creep, nor scare you to death. You were still his friend. Even if he did want to move the couch across the living room to hear you better.

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Meanwhile in Joel's room, you had tried to sleep. You really had. But tossing and turning, each roll causing your nose to be surrounded with his scent, you were thrown into a frenzy, like an animal in heat. Each smell of his cologne, shaving cream, deodorant, and natural body scent that you picked up from his bed sent a wave of arousal directly to your core. You wondered how many times he'd pleasured himself in this bed and how frequently. You wondered if he ever thought of you while doing it, imagining himself buried deep to the hilt inside of you, each drag of his cock more perfect than the last, much like you were imagining now.

You would be lying if you didn't say there were a lot of handsome men in Jackson. Granted, you had been without romance for a very long time, but still. Many of them were single, and some of them were very sweet and friendly. Yet for some strange reason, your heart had been drawn to Joel. The first moment you saw him, with his silvery curls and his grumpy face, his shining brown eyes and his patched beard, you were smitten. You were a bit disappointed that he seemed to be a massive grump, but despite what everyone said, he was always nice to you. Granted, you were always nice to him, so why should he be anything less, right?

He was always a total gentleman, calling you names like darlin’ and sweetheart, his southern drawl pulling you in like a lasso. His care for his unofficially-adopted daughter warmed your heart, and you could see he was a real family man from both their relationship, and the one he shared with his brother. It warmed your heart, especially when you befriended Tommy and Ellie, getting to hear them talk about Joel. Seeing the love they feel, even if they give him a hard time sometimes. You didn't see how people felt Joel was cruel or heartless, even with the stories you heard. Times were rough, and people did what they had to for survival. 

You were always too chicken to make a move, and you figured he wouldn't be interested anyway. Surely him calling you those names and being sweet with you was just his Southern gentlemanly nature, right? You were nice to him, he was nice to you. 

So tonight, when Jimmy, the local heartthrob in town, asked you on a date, you told him you'd think about it and let him know. Yeah, you claimed you weren't sure how you felt about relationships after all the world had become. Truth was, you wanted a last chance with Joel before throwing in the towel and settling for Jimmy.

Sure, Jimmy was handsome. Blonde hair, blue eyes, rugged, yet boyish. Several of the women in town had crushes on him, and he had had several of the women in town. You weren't clueless to the rumors about his playboy behavior. But it had been a while and well, you weren't getting any younger. It might be nice to have a partner, even if he did only want a short little fling. 

So throwing back a few drinks, you decided you needed the liquid courage to finally make a move at Joel. One last effort to get his attention. You still didn't want to say anything to him, lest it ruin your current friendship that had grown so strong, but you could certainly use your body to entice a little. Drinking just enough to be brave, yet not so drunk that you were completely out of it, you gave an impression you were much drunker than you were, and needed Joel to help you out. Jimmy had almost been the one to walk you home, to your disappointment, before Joel stepped in, seeming slightly irritated about Jimmy's offer.

Yet after practically waving your ass in his face, showing him your panties (which you were sure looked wet), being inches from his crotch at knee height, and hanging on him all the way home, to now sleeping in his house and his bed, you were quite sure he didn't feel the same. Obviously his gestures were pure gentlemanly charm if he didn't bite after tonight's show.

So you tried to sleep, still a little drunk, but getting drunker off his scent. You tried to ignore the ache between your legs but the thought of him in this bed, groaning as his hand pumped his member to completion, made you throb. Soaked and antsy, you finally gave in and stuck your hand under the waistband of your panties. You let your imagination run wild, picturing him taking you in this bed, bringing you to bliss more than once. You could practically hear him groaning and panting, the sound seeping from your subconscious to the bedroom.

Tomorrow you would likely tell Jimmy yes. But tonight, you would try your best to get Joel out of your system, one stroke of your fingers at a time. But as you finished, coming with a whisper of Joel's name under your breath, you could still hear the groans and pants from Joel. Climbing out of bed, you moved to the door, pressing your ear against it. You could just barely hear the sounds of him panting and groaning, intermittent with the fapping of skin on skin. Delightedly surprised, you listened harder, feeling your pussy drool at the thought. How desperately you wanted to go out into the living room and climb on top of him. But he might not want that… he probably just couldn't sleep. Probably nothing to do with the scene you put on earlier. So instead, you slinked back to his bed, opting for round two.

At some point, the two of you fell asleep, panting and writhing with the self-induced pleasure, and the sound of each other through the door.

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The next morning, you awoke, walking down the hall to see Joel in his pajama bottoms and no shirt, making coffee. Your eyes scanned his broad shoulders and back, naked and tan. Bringing you back to last night's events, you felt your breath catching in your chest. 

“M-morning” you stuttered out, nervously.

Joel jumped, having not heard you. He turned, greeting you with a good morning. A faint blush crept across his cheeks and he quickly turned his head to pour a cup of coffee, offering you some as well. Thanking him, the two of you sipped in silence, both stealing glances at the other and thinking of the night before. Both of you felt like you had a dirty little secret the other didn't know. 

“Thanks again for taking care of me last night,” you added. In more ways than one, you thought.

“Of course, darlin’. Couldn't have you walkin’ home all alone or getting sick in the middle of the night. You're always welcome here,” he smiled.

“Well, I guess I better head to my house now,” you sighed. “See you later at patrol?”

“Course. Take care, sugar.” He brushed his hand over your arm. That's new… you thought. But still, probably friendly, unfortunately.

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Hours later, you show up to patrol, noticing Joel hasn't arrived yet. Still a few minutes early, you look at the map, thinking over the route. You felt a tap on your shoulder, and turned around to see Jimmy. 

“Hey, Jimmy,” you greeted, feeling slightly awkward. You assumed he probably wanted (and deserved) an answer. You rubbed your arm nervously, staring at the ground, wondering what to tell him. He was handsome, you thought, and you weren't getting anywhere with Joel. 

“Did you, uh” Jimmy scratched behind his ear, “give any more thought to that date?”

Geesh. Not a lot of thinking time here…

“I did,” you replied. “I think… My answer is yes. I'll go out with you.” You felt a pang of regret in your stomach, but you wanted a connection, and you just weren't getting that from Joel, despite what you wanted to think from last night.

Jimmy grinned. “Really?” He picked up your hand, holding it in his. “That's great. I know you have patrol today, but maybe Friday? I'll meet you at your house at 6?” 

“Sure,” you gave a small fake smile. “Sounds great.” He still held your hand, warm and soft and nothing like the rugged, large, callused hands of hard-working Joel. Although Joel has never held your hand, the times he's touched your arms, or held you up on your walk from the bar, he left a trail of goosebumps and butterflies in his wake, despite being warm to the touch.

Jimmy went to kiss your hand, just as Joel walked up. “What’s goin’ on here, huh?” He asked, seeming almost… angry, looking from Jimmy, to your connected hands, over to your face. “Joel,” Jimmy dropped your hand, giving Joel a curt nod.

“Jimmy..” Joel replied, teeth clenched. 

“I'll see you Friday,” Jimmy smiled at you, touching your shoulder before walking away.

“What did that little asshole want?” Joel growled.

“Geez Joel, chill out. What's your problem? I'm not allowed to talk to people?” You crossed your arms.

“I toldja last night. I don't trust that kid. Too busy sleepin’ around with the whole town. What's he talkin’ to you for?” Joel furrowed his brow, looking over at Jimmy across the room, now talking to some of the other patrolmen.

“Gosh Joel.. seriously what is wrong with you? First of all, he's hardly a kid. He's at least in his thirties. Second of all, everyone he's been with, I'm sure has been consensual, otherwise Tommy would have kicked him out of the town. And lastly, but probably more important. What do you mean “what is he talking to you for?” You mocked in a deep voice. “Like I'm the only option he has left? Like I'm not deserving of a man talking to me? Not that it’s any of your business, friend, but for your information, Jimmy is taking me on a date on Friday. So fuck off, Joel.” You started to stomp away angrily, grabbing your pack off the desk.

“The fuck he is,” Joel muttered under his breath, so quiet you didn't hear and grabbing his pack as well.

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Five hours. Five hours of riding in complete silence, checking out abandoned buildings in complete silence, and taking breaks in complete silence. Even your first patrol wasn't this quiet, and you couldn't help but feel like he was somehow angry at you.

As irritated as you were with him, not talking to him somehow felt worse. This wasn't like him. Is this the grumpy side everyone talks about? Is this Joel, the asshole you have yet to meet?

Feeling confused, your eyes started to cloud, slightly teary with anger and sadness, yet also a bit of dread at going out with Jimmy. You blinked your eyes, sorting through the abandoned drug store you and Joel were in.

Finding some condoms on a shelf, you threw them in your pack. “What're you doin’?” Joel asked. “Those can't be sold, didn't you pay attention to Tommy? They're rarely effective this old.”

“Yes I paid attention, Joel. I know they can't be sold. They're for me. I figured it's better than nothing,” you replied bitterly. “I have a date in a couple days, I want to be prepared,” you scowled. Joel’s jaw clenched, but he didn't say anything, instead turning to look the other direction of the aisle.

Crouched down to search the bottom shelf for other items, Joel was still turned away from you, keeping lookout on the other end of the aisle. 

You didn't even hear the stalker leap around the corner from the shadows and pounce on you. It opened its mouth, fungal strands spreading from its mouth towards your face. Pure fear pulsed through your veins.

“Joel!!!!!” You cried out, using all your strength to try and push the infected off of your body, but it was too strong. 

You screamed and kicked, struggling to break free, when Joel fired his shotgun, shooting the enemy in the head and immediately running over to you. Throwing the infected off of your body as if it was weightless, Joel scooped you into his arms. His lips moved but you heard nothing. Your ears rang, high pitched squeals from adrenaline, fear, shock, and the bang of the shotgun.

Joel pawed over your body, roughly inspecting you for bites and wounds in a frenzy. When he didn't find any, he held you in his arms again. “It's okay baby, it's okay. You're alright sweetheart. Come back to me, it's okay. You're okay.” Your hearing must have returned. He rocked you, tears welling from your eyes and his. “You're okay. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.” He kissed your ear and the side of your head, still rocking you in a hug, sitting on the floor, inches from the now-dead infected. The two of you needed to get out of here, but neither of you could move yet.

Finally you spoke. “Why are you sorry Joel?” You asked with a sniffle. You wrapped your arm around his back, the other hand finding the back of his head, gripping his curls gently.

“I'm sorry for how I've been actin’ all day. I'm sorry I didn't see that stalker before he attacked. I'm sorry for being so possessive earlier. I'm sorry,” he held you tighter.

You pulled back to look into his eyes. “Joel, you couldn't have heard or seen that stalker. That's what they do best. You saved me and that's all that matters. As for earlier, you were being an asshole, and it did really hurt my feelings. All this time people have said you're such a jerk, and I didn't see it,” you pulled away from his grip, “but today I did.” You looked at your lap. “Don't I deserve to go on a date? Don't I deserve to have someone love me?” You picked at the hem of your pants, avoiding his eye contact.

“Oh, darlin', I'm so sorry. I never meant for you to feel that way. I just - you deserve something real, not a hookup like that guy wants. I know his type. He'll sleep with you and toss you aside. You deserve to be treated like a lady.”

You snorted. “Yeah, Joel. That's how things are nowadays, too. Gentleman just waiting to sweep me off my feet. Shit, you literally just saved me from near-death, something that happens all the time today, and yet you're saying I deserve love? To find romance? Yeah, right.”

Joel didn't say anything. He just looked into your eyes, lips pursed and moving to the side in thought. His eyes drifted to your lips and back up to your sight.

You continued. “I don't even like Jimmy,” you said quietly. “I like someone else, but I just got tired of waiting and wanted some kind of connection. Even if it's just a night in bed.” At the last part of your sentence, Joel grimaced, almost in pain. And then he thought.

“Wait,” he sat back a little, scanning your face. “Who do you like?” 

You gulped. Why not a little more adrenaline? “Well, it was you, until you started acting like an asshole. But I realized you probably didn't feel the same way a while ago. Especially after I practically threw myself at you last night.”

“Threw yourself at me last night? What are you talkin’ about? You were drunk,” Joel answered.

“I wasn't that drunk, Joel. My movements were pretty planned. The placement of my touches on your body. My ass angled up in your direction. I wanted you,” you added, pointedly.

Joel looked like he was solving a complicated math problem. “So you… last night when you… I heard you, in bed, pleasurin’ yourself. Were you… thinking about me?”

You looked up at him in shock and panic. “You heard me?” You asked in a frantic whisper.

“Yeah, I uh… I did. I got up to get a towel and heard your uh… sounds” he cleared his throat.

“I guess I should tell you then that I heard you too,” you said with a smirk.

Joel swallowed, hard. “Y-ya heard me?”

“Yep” you replied, popping your lips on the p sound.

Joel had nothing to lose at this point. “I was thinking about you,” he proclaimed. “Thinkin’ bout that wet spot on your panties when you flashed your ass in the air. Wishin’ I was buried inside you.” He ran his hand across your thigh.

Your breathing picked up. “I was thinking about you too. Wishing you'd bust through that door and take me in your bed, running my nails down your back as we came together…” you mimicked the motion with your fingers down his jacket-clad back.

“Fuck,” he hissed, eyes closing. You glanced down at the noticeable bulge in his jeans. “I like you too, I just never thought you felt the same. Y’never seemed to pick up on any of my sweet talkin’ or my names for ya.”

“I just figured you were being nice,” you replied, glancing back into his eyes.

“You should know by now, I'm only nice to you,” he growled. “I'm sorry I ruined that today,” he glanced at your mouth, licking his lips. “Was just jealous. Want you all for myself,” he stroked your thigh again.

You sighed at the feeling, pulling him by his collar to kiss him deeply. The kiss was frantic and rough, both of you trying to get as much of each other as possible, a year of build-up boiling at the surface. Teeth clashed and tongues danced and you pulled each other closer, grasping at clothes and skin. 

The two of you broke the kiss, needing a gasp of air. You started to take off your shirt when Joel stopped you. “Whoa, darlin'. I want you just as bad, but not here,” he gestured to the old building. “It's dangerous, not to mention gross in here. I wasn't kidding when I said you deserve romance,” he stood, pulling you to your feet. “We're about a 20 minute ride from base, let's head home. Make your fantasy of fuckin’ in my bed come true,” he winked, giving a smack to your ass. 

_____

The 20 minute ride felt never-ending as you both stole glances at each other, your panties still wet with arousal, and him still sporting the tent in his pants, which was hard to miss. 

Finally making it back to the stables, you both quickly undressed the horses and put gear away, about to head out of the barn when Jimmy and his partner rode up. “Hey, babe,” he called to you. It sounded wrong from his mouth. Joel tensed at your side.

Dismounting his horse, Jimmy strolled over to you. “Hey Jimmy, I was thinking. I don't think I want to go on that date after all. I'm sorry, I just don't feel the same way.”

“What?” Jimmy asked in disbelief.

“I know, I'm sorry if I hurt you. I- I like someone else. I just didn't think they felt the same way,” you replied sheepishly.

“Fuck you,” he spat.

“What?” You were in disbelief.

“Fuck you, bitch. One of the few women in this town who won't fuckin’ put out. I was even gonna take you on some shitty date before I got you into bed, and now you make a fool of me? Nah, I don't think so,” he stalked towards you angrily. 

You stepped back, worried what he might do, but Joel stepped in first, nailing a punch at Jimmy's nose. “Don't you dare talk to her like that,” Joel yelled.

Tommy came running in, hearing the commotion. After hearing what happened, it was decided that Jimmy wouldn't be welcome in this town any longer.

Satisfied, you grabbed Joel's hand. “Why don't I show you who I really belong to?” You looked up at him, biting your lip.

“Lead the way, baby.” He pushed you forward, smacking your ass.

The two of you stumbled into his house, kissing with little regard for objects. Luckily, Ellie was still at a friend's house. The door slammed closed and you kissed furiously, undressing as you walked. Finally you reached his bedroom and fell onto the bed, where he made all your fantasies of the night prior come true. The two of you enjoyed the taste of each other's mouths, kissing and licking, while he pounded into you, leaving you breathless and screaming his name as you both came.

“That was even better than I imagined,” you sighed, rolling over onto his chest.

“That's my girl,” he cooed, kissing your head and rubbing your back.

“Mine,” he whispered.

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal fanfiction #a! wrote a fic #pedro pascal fluff #pedro pascal smut #pedro pascal fic #pedro pascal x you #pedro pascal x afab!reader #pedro pascal x reader #joel miller fanfic #joel miller smut #jealous!joel #joel miller #the last of us fanfiction #tlou fanfic #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller fic #tlou fanfiction #tlou fic #the last of us

[mochinomnoms]

Ooo here’s an interesting thought for you. So you know how, in the interspecies romance, you mentioned how Jade and Floyd would still kinda ‘bully’ a potential partner? Can you imagine if that person were an overthinking type? Like the ‘mean’ interactions make them think that either of the tweels just do NOT like them.

Basically misunderstandings abound.

Floyd gifts them a tooth; are they next?? Jade gives a poisonous (but pretty/rare) mushroom; is this a threat??

Could also just be a person who has a difficult time interpreting social cues, or flirting.

But either way, the poor object of their interest starts avoiding them and is so confused by the mixed signals. So they go up to Azul or something and ask if they’ve made the respective tweel angry or something. Because they thought they were getting along???

Just a poor confused bean.

Anyway sorry that was long but I just thought it was an interesting concept. 😂

As someone whose autism severely impacted their understanding of social norms, I feel this on a deeply spiritual level. In the partner's defense, the twins are just generally intimidating and take delight in scaring their peers. They say the most out of pocket shit and it's hard to tell when they're being serious or joking (they also have a tad bit of the tism). Poor Azul would be so tired of having to deal with a potential eel mate asking him to call off his right/left-hand men, they don't have a contract with him anymore, so why are they threatening them with loose teeth and poisonous mushrooms?? Azul!! Make them stop!!!

(He briefly considers staying out of it. It would do them some good to suffer through their pining until they have the common sense to look up human dating and woo methods. But they are his friends that he actually cares quite deeply for his employees whose moods are affecting productivity, so he'll explain it to you, and then go give them a good wack in the head for being stupid.)

Floyd is the more likely of the two to not look up human courting and dating methods. He's more of the kind of guy that's hoping you will get what he means by vibe alone. Like that manifesting stuff Cater goes on about. You'll have to be particularly perceptive to notice that he squeezes you a bit softer, looks at you with hearts in his eyes a bit longer than more, and notice that he slips up and calls you by your name instead of Shrimpy; he's surprisingly subtle with his growing affections. Jade would have definitely research ahead of time, plus he's very perceptive of others and their emotions around him. He'll probably be able to tell that you're not getting his advances, but on the other hand, it would be so funny to see how long it takes for you to catch on. He'll make fun of you in the future on how you “strung along a poor eel's heart, waaahhhh!” while he pined after you with foraged and handmade gifts, classic merfolk courting! That, or you accidentally start dating/a friends-with-benefits situation, both of you misunderstanding the other's intentions. It would take some incredible denseness and misunderstanding on both your parts for that to happen, which is a lot easier than you think when it comes to Jade “Keep them Guessing” Leech. Truly, a man can be too confident with regard to love, please tell him this or else you'll spend at least four months in a relationship before realizing it.

#mochi asks #twst #twisted wonderland #jade leech #floyd leech #we give jade too much credit and floyd too little #a dumb of ass he is #thateldribitch

[renegadeknucks]

Hello I was wondering if you have any sonuxadow (hope I spelt that right) headcannons I love your art style by the way

i do! and thank you so much i really appreciate it!

Sonknuxadow headcanons

The three of them wear matching gold jewelry to keep close to each other, Shadow and Sonic both have their right ears pierced with two earrings, and Knuckles has the gold bands on his spines because he lacks visible ears. They do all have promise rings as well, but they're not typically worn due to none of them wanting to break such a sentimental item.

Sonic flirts with both of them constantly during battles against Eggman, he thinks it's funny. On multiple occasions this has led to Eggman forfeiting because he really doesn't want to hear it.

Their favorite nap spot is on top of the Master Emerald.

They seem to spar far more frequently than before the three of them were dating, often using it as a competition to see who can be the least worn out at the end of each session. It's almost always Knuckles, but Sonic seems to be really proud whenever he actually manages to stun the echidna. Shadow always looks the most well kept after, no matter how long it goes on, and the other two will immediately gang up on him for the sole purpose of messing up his quills. They're all very competitive.

The teasing and bickering also became far more frequent, except now instead of ending up with someone being physically hurt (usually Sonic) it now ends in them laughing due to them starting to truly understand what's off limits when it comes to each of their personal lives. 

Knuckles and Shadow are both trying their hardest to help Sonic get over his fear of water, giving him gentle kisses and holding his hands as soon as they see him getting even slightly nervous. They haven't gotten him to try full on swimming, but he's gotten okay enough in the water to go waist deep while he's with them. He still prefers to stay as far away from it as possible.

Knuckles had found the two, on multiple occasions, sneaking onto Angel Island just to play with the vast population of Chao. He finds it cute.

All three of them are known to ramble for hours about their interests, and they're always purposely asking about specifics so the rambler can go into heavier detail about it. They all love listening to their partner talk about topics that they know nothing about, they just want to hear their voice and like seeing them so passionate.

Knuckles seems to leave his island a little more often since he'd started dating them, along with using his communicator a lot more because he grew attached very quickly than anyone expected him to.

Sonic and Knuckles both help Shadow mourn the date of Maria's death and celebrate her birthday every year, Shadow secretly thinks she really would have liked them.

Shadow and Sonic started dating first, and they were only dating for two weeks before they decided someone was missing and immediately got ready and raced to Angel Island to be the first one to ask him out. Yes they did bring gifts of chocolate and flowers and stuffed animals, they had no idea what they were doing.

Speaking of stuffed animals, that's like their go to gift for all of them. Shadow has a collection of various cat plushies which eventually led to Sonic and Knuckles getting him a real cat for his birthday. Sonic has various sea creatures, and Knuckles has forest creatures. They also all have a plush of the other. None of them are the best at gift giving, Sonic often forgets he needed to.

Shadow and Sonic help Knuckles with his chores around the island, they practically live with him as their relationship goes on. They were never really invited to stay, but Knuckles loves them too much to kick them off unless they're becoming genuinely destructive or too much to handle.

Shadow does both of their makeup, the three of them all like feeling pretty so it usually ends up with all of them dressing up in feminine or masculine clothes depending on how they're feeling that day.

#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sth #knuckles #knuckles the echidna #shadow #shadow the hedgehog #headcanons #sonknuxadow #sonknux #knuxadow #sonadow #icantthinkofamygoodnam3 #asks

[laudthingcat]

synopsis: Cú Alter is done being targeted by Medb. You are done being chased around by Kiyohime. Maybe pretending to date each other will keep both away?

pairing: cú chulainn alter x fem!reader

cw; fake dating, au where dr. romani is still alive and well y-y, mutual pinning, slightly suggestive at some point, master (the reader) is more or less oblivious.

w.count: 2k

a.n: million thanks to @nagumoan for helping me out with this beautiful banner and also coming up with a title <3 @cursedmoonchild you were right.. i did enjoy embracing the fluff lol but i hope u like it hehe (i will know if you laughed at his name again) // reblogs are appreciated ૮ ˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა

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Peaceful days are something rather rare around Chaldea. The multitude of servants you have summoned makes it rather impossible. While there are some very nice and helpful servants, there are some very chaotic ones too. 

Being the master, you try to make sure everything is fine and that all your servants are satisfied and happy in there. You know that there are some servants who don’t necessarily like you. Not the same way they like each other at least. You observed the relief that spreads into Medb’s eyes when she’s sent to farm alongside Cú Alter. You’ve seen the way that Achilles and Atalante work together, terminating all the enemies and bringing back whatever materials Dr. Romani asked for. And it’s not that they don’t extend the same faith in you, but there are times when you feel like an intruder. Times when you feel useless. But oftentimes, things aren’t necessarily what they seem on the outside. 

The main reason you feel like that is your need to help and protect others, and if you can’t do that, you tend to feel useless. But there are some problems that you can’t really take care of, or so you thought… 

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Getting out of his room, Cú Chulainn Alter lets out a loud groan when he notices Medb at the end of the corridor, already heading his way. Saying that her obsession with him is tiring is not enough, no. It pisses him off more than anything and nothing he does seems to make her understand that he is not interested in her advances and flirt attempts.

He turns around and starts walking in the opposite direction leaving Medb pouting behind when she realizes he’s ignoring her again.

Cú Alter is used to the other servants seeing him as the coldest of the three. But one thing about Cú Alter is that he doesn’t care what others think. That’s why he is not surprised when even his master goes silent when he enters the same room. He notices the way you avert your eyes and bite your lip while Mash keeps on talking, not noticing the subtle change. 

Being a fighter, a berserker, he recognizes fear from miles, and that’s not it. 

He intimidates you, and he knows it. But how could you not be intimidated by someone like him? He’s imposing, extremely strong, and a killing machine. He grins when he feels you tensing up when passing by. Could it be that his master is that nervous around him? 

Cú Alter is not interested in any kind of relationship with anyone. All he wants is to kill and be left alone. But even so, he finds himself getting out of his room and roaming the halls of Chaldea more often than before, silently looking around in the hope of finding you somewhere around the place.

Day after day, he ends up watching over you for a bit before returning to his room or leaving to help in the battles. The one thing that annoys him every single day is that annoying snake that roams around you even though you always reject her advances and godawful questions. Everyone knows about Kiyohime’s obsession with the master, and he never cared much about it, but lately, it has been getting on his nerves.

The more he sees how annoying Kiyohime is, the more he realizes that you are in the same situation he is in with Medb. That’s when an idea crosses his mind.

“Listen, master, we both have someone we want to leave us alone. Why not pretend to be together to get rid of both?”

You blinked in surprise when you heard his question.

Cú Alter caught you when you were alone heading towards the cafeteria, and after placing a hand on the wall, he trapped you in between it and his body. His question took you by surprise but the more you thought about it the more you realized it may actually work. It was worth a try at least.

“Sure, let’s do that, Cú~”

And so you ended up spending most of your time with him outside the farming time. Much to everyone’s surprise, he’d be next to you everywhere around Chaldea, bring your food, accompany you to the training sessions even if he wasn’t participating, and always escort you to your room at the end of each day. 

Days and weeks passed and now you are more comfortable around him. His plan actually worked since Kiyohime and Medb didn’t even try approaching again after the first attempts when he scared them away, not before threatening them by saying that you “belong to him” and whoever dares touch what’s his will not make it out in one piece.

You’d be lying if you said that his declaration didn’t make your heart beat faster and cheeks burn, but you knew better. There is no way Cú actually meant that. He was just playing his role, and nothing more. You should be doing the same, but the more you play this role the more you find yourself hoping it was all real.

Even after he's accompanying you back to your room at the end of each day, all you can think about is him. Each thought you have makes your chest tighten and your heart hurt because you know it is all just a big lie. You end up crying yourself to sleep most nights, regretting getting yourself into this, seemingly easy, deal.

What you don’t know is that his very trained ears didn’t miss on hearing your sniffles and sobs. To say that he was utterly confused is not enough. Cú just assumes it is because of something he must have done wrong. He must have fucked up somewhere, somehow. 

Every single day he tried to change something in his attitude. He’d bring you a flower he collected from the forests he trained in. Genuinely listen to everything you’re saying, from the simple things that happened throughout your day to your worries and fears. He’d say that he only does it for the appearance, to make it seem real in case Medb or Kiyohime are stalking. And you believe him. But truth to be told, he does it because that’s what he feels like doing. 

Cú may have only gotten into this at first to get rid of Medb, but as time passed he found himself falling in love with you. At least that’s what he thinks it is. 

Even though he seems like a cold and stoic man, every time you’re close to him he prays you won’t hear his heartbeat that ends up beating like crazy, almost as if it is trying to give his feeling away. He can’t help it. The way your wide, innocent eyes, sparkle in excitement whenever you see him approaching, a smile always present on your face. 

You are the sun, while he is all darkness. He’s afraid his actions will end up fading your light. 

Even when he is having bad thoughts, you end up dragging him out of them somehow. Sometimes, even a simple sentence completely stuns him.

“I’m really happy to see you, Cú.”

Cú finds it really hard to stay composed when you say stuff like that. Hearing your sweet, lighthearted voice, along with the way you look up at him and slightly jump on your toes - it’s like you’re trying to make him fall for you.

And it is working. 

He sighs when he realized how deep he has fallen. Seeing your adorable face, all he wants to do is kiss you. Cup your face and make it official, not just some lie. But you’re his master, and you couldn’t possibly fall for a brute like him. He’s a berserker. You would be more fit with one of his more cheerful versions. Yet here you are, smiling and cheerfully chatting with the other servants, by his side. 

You could have refused his offer. You could have said no and just ask somebody else to do it. Maybe you only accepted out of fear, or maybe you didn’t. But one thing he knows for sure, and that is that he doesn’t want it to be a lie anymore.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The hallway is silent.

Everyone has already retreated to their rooms and he was planning on doing the same before you took him by surprise with your question. 

“Can you stay with me for the night?”

You have been feeling sadder and sadder with each day passing and you wanted to have a talk with him. The thought of him not feeling the same was crushing your heart, but you’d rather ‘break up’ than keep suffering. 

Cú hesitates, nearly turning around and heading toward his own room, his mind flooded with hundreds of different scenarios.

Why would you ask him that? Did you have any idea how dangerous it was to ask one of your male servants such a question? Were you out of your mind? But looking back at your nearly teary eyes and saddened face, he steps inside without commenting anything.

After hopping on your bed, you tapped on the empty space next to you, inviting him to join you. And so he did. The bed felt so much smaller now that he was next to you. You quickly felt your cheeks getting hot as you thought of how easily he could turn around and completely tower over you, trapping you underneath his body. 

Seeing your flushed face Cú chuckled. What could possibly go on through that little head of yours? 

“So, why am I here?” 

Cú broke the slightly awkward silence. 

Hearing his question, you remain quiet for a moment. Lifting your face to meet his gaze, you mindlessly place your hand on his cheek, your thumb gently touching the red tattoo that was resting beneath his eye.

“I guess i want to know how you feel about me?”

Out of all the questions, this is not the one he was expecting.

“How i feel about you?” he repeats the question as if trying to process it.

You nod your head as you bite your lip and furrow your eyebrows. You’re anxious and he can tell by how cold your usually warm hand is against his face. 

“ I... I have feelings for you Cú.. “ he froze. “But if they are onesided... I am afraid I cannot continue with the lie. It hurts more than I thought it would.”

A million thoughts rush through your read as you realize there is absolutely no going back now.

“But if, maybe… you feel the same way… if you also feel something..”

Cú’s slowly blinking in surprise, now realizing that was the reason you asked him to stay. 

He would be lying if he said he doesn’t have feelings for you. He respects you as a master, but his feelings have long surpassed the master and servant relationship.

Without saying anything, Cú placed his hand on top of yours, taking it and placing it on his chest, allowing you to feel his heartbeat. Then he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss on your lips. He smiled into the kiss when you deepened it, realizing that you wanted that just as much as he did. 

Getting a bit carried away, he captured both of your wrists and pinned your hands above your head, now truly having you trapped beneath his body. You moaned into the kiss when you felt his other hand rest on one of your hips, keeping you in place. Soon after he moved to your jaw and neck, leaving sloppy kisses and his marks, making sure that everyone will know who you belong to officially now.

You open your eyes when you feel your hands are free again and quickly cup his face admiring his beauty. 

“Was this good enough to show you how I feel, master?”

You smile and happily nod your head, pulling him back in for another kiss. 

Cú spent the night with you, and every single night after that too.

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it <3

#cu chulainn my beloved #cu chulainn x reader #cu chulainn #cu chulainn alter #fate x reader #fate grand order #fgo x reader #fate series #cu chulainn alter x reader #fate cu chulainn #cu chulainn fluff #fate fluff #fate scenarios #fate zero #fate stay night #cu chulainn x master #cu chulainn alter fgo #fgo #fgo smut #fgo fluff

[sun-and-moon-mushroom]

SY as the stalker in modern au??? please???

Ok, so let’s start with our setup.

SY and LBH went to the same secondary/high school, where LBH had a bit of a reputation for having a new girlfriend every other week. SY of course disapproved… of the girlfriends. Surely someone as handsome as LBH deserves someone who really loves him, instead of all these girls he breaks up with so soon after getting together! He might pick up a tendency to follow him on dates… and take photos… he really just wants LBH to be happy! Knowing all his favourite things is just a way to find the girl who would be perfectly suited to him!

A few years later, they’re all in university now — but different ones (same city though). SY is studying economics, LBH is studying law while living out of his cousins apartment because his father is still in jail for media piracy (and also some organised crime). LBH ends up taking a literature elective taught by SYs older brother, SJ, mostly so he could flirt with literature student NYY. SJ views this as harassment but can’t get him on it because NYY won’t say anything (she’s not interested, but also not really bothered and knows he’ll stop if she asked). Then SJ, already looking for an excuse to kick LBH out of his class comes across something interesting… evidence of plagiarism in his assignments. LBH ends up being kicked from the class, and eventually has to transfer to the law course in the only other university in the city… the same one SY goes to.

Of course, the entire thing was set up by SY. He’s friends with SQH, who happened to be taking the same class as an elective (studying accountancy for his parents), and who also happens to be in a relationship with a TA for one of his other classes. SY took the opportunity for blackmail, knowing that SQH has done similar things before (eg changing his own grades in the school system as a teenager). He’s realised that not seeing LBH every day is no fun, and going all across town just for a glimpse.. no, this is much better. And if he just happens to volunteer to show LBH around his new campus…

#svsss #svsss au #shen qingqiu #luo binghe #shen yuan #bingyuan #stalker shen yuan au #ask tag

[whatisthatmae]

Dating Neteyam would include…

Authors note : this is my first time writing something on this app so I hope you enjoy!!

Pronouns: she/her

You first saw Neteyam when him and his family had arrived to you clan asking for help

* You were the last of your family members to show up, and while your mother was angry with you, you had your attention set on someone else

* You looked at Neteyam for the first time and you found him quite attractive when you two made eye contact

* Of course it didn’t last long, your mother had been burning holes into your head for the longest

* And to be fair, it was very hard to ignore..

* Your brother, Ao’nung had been making fun of him and what you think is his brother

* Who had also been staring at your sister, Tsireya for almost the whole time it seems like

* “What, are these supposed to be tails?” He and his friend laughed

* “Ao’nung! You and your friend need to behave to the newcomers. Stop acting immature.” You scolded him

* He just rolled his eyes and they left them alone for now

* Your father his dismissed you all and had stated to the family that you and your siblings would be assisting the Sully children

* During their first lesson the younger brother has thought to introduce himself and his older brother

* “Hey, my name is Lo’ak, and this is my brother-“ “Neteyam” the older one cut him off

* ‘So that’s what his name was’ you thought

* Neteyam thought you were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen before

* You two had looked at eachother for a brief moment before going back into their lessons

* After that exchange you two have been talking a lot more often

* You two had lots of things in common like being your parents first born child, with lots of responsibility

* “You know, I never thought I would’ve been able to make a friend while I was here” he said smiling at you

* “Well, fortunately for you you actually made one” you smiled softy back

* It’s only been a couple of weeks since his family has been there on the island and you’ve been catching feelings the more you’ve been with him

* And the same goes for him too

* Neteyam thought his advances for you obvious enough for you to notice that he liked you

* But obviously that’s wasn’t the case..

* Kiri and Lo’ak obviously knew

* They could tell how you two looked at each other when you think no one notices

* They even tried to make him jealous by setting you up with one of the boys from your clan

* But you had no interest in him when he was flirting with you

* It took him to actually take you out late one night by the shore to confess

* “Let’s cut to the chase, I like you. Not just in a friendly way either, I’ve been liking you since you’ve first been introduced to me and I wasn’t planning on telling you this way through my jealousy.”

* You stood their with a shocked look on your face

* “Neteyam.. I like you too” you smiled at him

* “But what were you jealous of?” You asked curiously, tilting your head a bit with a raised eyebrow

* “I was jealous of the boy that you were talking to earlier today form your clan..it just made me so upset that I had to come confess.”

* “I saw the way he looked at you and it just- I don’t know, it just made me angry”

* “Neteyam you have nothing to worry about, especially since you’ve confessed to me”

* “Yeah I guess I don’t have to anymore huh” he laughed nervously and you just laughed softly

* “Well, hey I’ve got to go back to my Marui. I’ll see you tomorrow?” You question

* “Of course you will” he smiles at you

* You smile back and before you left you have him a quick kiss on his cheek before saying “ Goodnight, Neteyam”

* And you took off running before he could even say it back

* After that night you two have been inseparable

* Going out on your ilus or just walking around the village

* You two don’t even make it official until you were ready to tell your parents

* When you two were dating Neteyam got more protective over you

* You liked it in a way, it made you feel safer with him

* You would teach him lots of new things that you’ve learned since you were younger & show him new things

* You two even start to kiss!!

* Your first kiss was when you two were swimming and it was behind some coral reefs

* Every time you saw each other the kisses weren’t just quick pecks either

* They were thoughtful longing kisses & you enjoyed every second of them, however Lo’ak just had to be there every time it happened..

* to say he was grossed out by the two of you was an understatement

* When you first told your parents you were official they were quite shocked but they had to accept it none the less

* Your brother for sure didn’t like it because he didn’t want the “forest monkey” with his big sister but like his parents, he has to deal with it

* Tsireya was very happy that her sister was finally with someone!

* In the past you never liked to be in relationships because the boys in your village just wanted you for your title

* That was until you met Neteyam

* Neteyam was very physical with you as well, always holing your hand, kissing you, cuddling, you name it!

* His love language is gift giving too! He loves giving you gifts, even the smaller things

* When you two are alone together he likes to tell you stories of his home and what it was like in the forest

* You two would hunt together it was also a bonding time as well, getting to know each other more into depth

* You two would go out on little dates on the ilus like Jake and Neytiri did when they were younger

* He even calls you “My mate” because one day he does planning on mating with you

* He wants to be together and live through experiences with you for life

* Overall dating him is like a dream

10/10

#neteyam x reader #neteyam #avatar #avatar the way of water #metkayina #lo’ak #neteyam imagine #↫ мαє’ѕ νιѕυαℓ ∂ιαяу ↬ ™

[fili-urzudel]

Dating Bofur Headcanons

This may be a bit unusual, but I'm inaugurating my blog with a Bofur post because he does not get anywhere near the love and appreciation he deserves. Also, I have a lot of headcanons for a lot of characters. I'm not running out for a while.

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, inebriation

Word Count: 0.7k

- You first meet when the party has stopped in a town along the way near the beginning of their journey

- They're in the pub, making the worst sort of ruckus but at least their food and ale will make a pretty piece of coin for the barkeep

- He's... a little intoxicated when you get to know each other

- But that's really just because he's been (very obviously) staring at you since you walked in

- You think it's a bit strange that a dwarf is showing such obvious interest in you, but you'll go with it

- Unlike many other men who have shown interest, he keeps a respectful distance, no touching

- He's just attempting to flirt with you and flushing when you flirt back

- "You're quite funny," you giggle, oblivious to the way his companions stare at the interaction with confused awe. "Emil, some more pints for me and my friend here," you call to the bartender, settling a hand on his shoulder.

- You hardly even noticed that you brushed past the end of his braid

- When you look back at him, he seems to have temporarily frozen

- "You alright?"

- He gives you a tight grin and nods before laughing nervously. "Aye, just... may have had too many pints already," he excuses.

- "Ah, is there any such thing?" You joke.

- He chills out again pretty quickly (you know, with the central nervous system depression and all)

- As Thorin is rounding them all up to go find someplace to sleep, he decides he wants to leave you something to remember him by

- He pulls a mostly-finished whittled doll from some pocket in his coat, you weren't watching close enough to see exactly where it came from

- "Here," he says, nearly slurring, pressing the doll into your palm. "It's a gift for you."

- You raise your eyebrows with a smile, studying the doll from every angle. he was quite talented, actually

- "Thank you, Bofur," you say, leaning down to kiss him on the cheek

- Mans goes RED

- You think he stutters out a good evening before he's dragged off by Bombur and Bifur

- He tags along with Bilbo on his way back to the Shire

- When Gloin asks why, he has one simple answer

- "Well, my friend, I believe I made a long-term deposit of my own," Bofur replies, briefly removing his hat to smooth his hair.

- He knows, he knows it's a long shot

- You're a human and you might not even remember him

- But there's something about that night, the way you kissed his cheek, that he just can't shake

- And he wants to get as far away from the place where his king died as he can

- He just so happens to see you entering your house as he comes into town, your hair conveniently worn in just the same style as when you first met

- He wanders around for a few hours, not wanting to bother you when you've only just returned home or seem too eager

- When you open your door for whomever is knocking, you have to look down to realize that someone is actually there.

- "Good day, las--my lady," the strange dwarf says, hat pressed to his chest.

- "Good... day?" You greet. "I'm sorry, have I met you?"

- His face falls for a moment before he seems to have an idea

- He secures his hat back on his head, smiling up at you hopefully

- "Bofur!" You cry, surprised and delighted.

- "At your service, my lady," he bows briefly

- "Whatever are you doing here?"

- "I still have your figurine," you proclaim proudly, showing him in. "I hope you don't mind too terribly, but I made her some clothes..."

- You get to talking and, well, your town has always needed a toymaker

- So he sets up shop right next to your business; you're close enough to some mountains, at least

- You two become sort of local legend, in the "they're the strangest bunch we've had around for a long while" kind of way

- Not that either of you mind

- You love your eventual husband that's quite a bit shorter than you

#lotr #lotr fanfic #bofur the dwarf #Bofur #bofur x reader #the hobbit bofur #the hobbit #the hobbit fanfiction #the hobbit fanfic #Bofur x OC #Bofur x Reader #headcanons #bofur headcanons #lotr headcanons #the hobbit headcanons #the hobbit x reader #the hobbit x y/n #mae writes

[azlrse]

Hello hello, can u do a jade bf gush pleathe 🥺🥺

[boyfriend gush/drabble: jade leech]

cw: ooc!jade (?) & just fluff!!

Ah yes, Jade Leech, the opposite version of his twin brother. While these two tend to have similar appearances aside from the position of their eye color and hair strand, they're both different in terms of their respective lovers.

Jade Leech is the kind of man who enjoys comforting you despite his sadistic treatment to his peers, even before the two of you established a romantic relationship and still has a huge crush on you. This guy would rant and gush about you to his fellow octavinelle peers and they seem to be annoyed whenever the vice headwarden talks about you. Except that his twin doesn't find it as an annoyance but instead, it's his personal mission to get the two of you together.

Unlike his twin brother, he is not that open to his romantic feelings towards you in fear that you might find it really weird of him. Jade would tried his best to keep the relationship as professional as possible but it was made impossible by his nosy sibling. Poor Jade would shoot daggers at Floyd whenever he's about to spill the beans that his dear brother has a crush on the prefect of Ramshackle Dorm. The pinning goes on and on until Floyd had enough of the pinning and decided to tell you that Jade has a crush on you.

Thanks to his brother's antics, you gladly accepted his brother's confession and decided to go on a date with him; mountain hiking!! He would explain each and every mushroom and plant he could find and you just stared in awe as he rambles about his interest. That's the moment where you decided to give him a kiss on the cheek while he leans down, in which he teases you a bit, calling you his lil shroom since you are quite shorter than him.

Jade is the type of guy who will throw small pebbles towards you bedroom whenever the two of you would argue and disagree with something and brings in a small terrarium as a gift for making you mad at him. His heart couldn't bare the fact that he made his lil shroom upset and angry over a snark remark he commented.

And speaking of terrariums, Jade will always give you terrariums as gifts. No matter how big or small, he'll still give it to you and you may need a huge shelf for the gifts your boyfriend sent you. He also loves it when you got into his shirt and hugged his tummy, feeling the warmth that radiates from his body and like his brother, he is big into PDA but prefers to keep it subtle and low like putting his hand around your waist or holding your hands while walking towards your next class.

Lastly, don't get this guy jealous like please don't. We already heard the news about what happened to the guy that provoked his twin when he finds out that someone is flirting with his lover. Yeah, just don't, comfort and reassured him that you only have eyes for him and him only to which he receprocated such feeling <33

Want this but with your twst character? Send me an ask!! <33

Do not republish, edit, or repost to other websites.

Reblogs and likes are appreciated! 💕

#[💌: boyfriend gush series] #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst wonderland x reader #twst headcanons #twst jade #twst jade leech #jade leech x reader #jade leech #twst fic #twst #twst x you #jade leech x gn reader #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland

[vodika-vibes]

A request if you have time from Another Kiss Prompt with Darman(Dar) of course.

Prompt is “a kiss stemmed from jealousy”. Darman doing the kissing because after months of flirting with him and getting no response I’ve made peace with the fact that he’s just not interested. I can’t wait for him any longer. I’ve met a cute guy at the caf shop around the corner and he asked me out.

Fluff or smut. You decide. I love everything you write.

Thank you. 😊

Jealousy

Pairing: Darman Skirata x Reader

Word Count: 995

Warnings: None

A/N: I don't know if this is jealous, so much as panic and desperate, but I'll take it. Turns out I can't write jealous. Good to know.

Divider by saradika

You have a problem.

And that problem stands at 6 feet tall and goes by the name Darman Skirata. 

You love him. 

You have loved him forever, or so it seems.

And you’ve been flirting with him for months now. What started off as light little flirtations (which he ignored) had morphed into full on suggestive flirtations…which he has also ignored.

So you take a step back. You reevaluate the situation. And you come to the conclusion that he’s just…not into you.

Fine. That’s fine.

It…hurts, sure. Because you love him. But your emotions are your problem, not his.

So you step back even more. You’re still friendly and kind, you genuinely like Darman as a person, after all, but you stop flirting with him. The last thing you want to do is make him uncomfortable, after all.

Instead, you put yourself out there. 

You start going out in the evenings with your friends, and you start going to the cafe not far from where you live. Partly because the caf is really good, and partly because it’s popular with people around your age.

While there you met someone. A guy. He’s cute, around your age, with a nice smile and a great sense of humor. And so, when he asked you out on a date…you said yes.

It was what you wanted, after all. It was the whole reason you put yourself out there in the first place. You have the right to be happy, after all. Even if your happiness isn’t exactly how you pictured it originally.

Okay, so maybe, just maybe, you’re trying to convince yourself that this is what you want. But Darman isn’t interested, and waiting for him to become interested is an exercise in futility.

So here you are, balancing on one foot and pulling on your new heels, while you prepare to head out for your date. You’ve gone all out. A new dress, a manicure, and a new hairstyle, and you’ve even splurged for some new earrings-

You look like a million credits, which was the whole point, admittedly. 

“You own a dress?” You finish sliding your heels on, and you turn to Darman, who was eyeing the dress like it personally murdered his kitten. “I didn’t know you did dresses.” He has a white knuckled grip on his datapad.

“I own several dresses,” You correct as you fold your arms over your chest, “This is just my newest.” It’s both low cut and has a short skirt, not so short as to be indecent, but short enough to be teasing.

Darman eyes the hemline of the dress, a scowl on his face, “You should return it, there seems to be several inches of dress missing.” 

“No. I bought it like this. Intentionally.”

He falls silent for a moment, “You’re going out with your friends, dressed like that? What, are you trying to score a hook up at the club?”

You glare at him, offended, “First of all, if I want to go have a hook up with a man at the club, I’m well within my rights to do so.” You grab your purse off the bench, “And second of all, I’m not going dancing with my friends. I have a date, if you must know.”

There’s a clatter, and your gaze is drawn to the datapad which is now laying at the floor, and then your gaze snaps to Darman’s face. His jaw is clenched, and tension wracks his body, “You have a date.” he repeats, his voice tight.

“Yes. I do.” You turn to head out of the building, but a strong hand around your wrist stops you. “Dar-”

You yelp when he pulls and you stumble backwards into his arms. And, before you’re really sure what’s happening, your back is pressed against the cool metal of the walls, and he’s crashing his lips against yours. 

His hand slides up into your hair, which he pulls down from its updo without a question, and he tangles his fingers in your newly loosened hair, tilting your head back slightly for better access to your mouth.

You curl your fingers into his shirt and let out a low moan as he nips your lower lip. It slipped from you without your permission, and as soon as the noise escapes you, Darman pulls back. 

You’re flushed and breathless, and he has you half pinned to the wall against him, and his pupils are blown wide, “You don’t have a date,” Darman orders breathlessly, sounding a little desperate.

It takes you a moment to catch your breath, “Darman-”

His lips crash against yours again, silencing you before you can start your sentence. Darman finally releases your wrist in favor of dragging his hand down your side, before settling it heavily on your hip and squeezing tightly. 

You’re sure you’ll have bruises from him with how tightly he’s holding you, but you can’t seem to bring yourself to care about anything other than the way his lips press against yours and the way he’s clinging to you.

This time, when he breaks the kiss, you’re leaning heavily against him. “Stay.” He gasps against your lips, “Stay here. Stay with me. He won’t treat you like I will.” His voice is tinged with a desperate sort of jealousy, “He’s not half as good as me.”

“...are you jealous?”

“That fucker doesn’t deserve to even look at you,” Darman breathes out, “Come with me. Stay with me. And I’ll make you believe me.”

“...okay.” How could you possibly say no to the offer?

His lips crash against yours again, and then time he walks you away from the door, and deeper into the base, towards his quarters. 

Which is where you remain until the following morning.

************

And as for your date? Well, he got a very nice (it wasn’t nice) comm from Darman telling him to back the fuck off before he, Darman, introduced him, the date, to his favorite blaster.

#star wars #tcw #Darman skirata x reader #darman x reader #x reader fanfiction #star wars fanfiction

[autisticgirliesbracket]

What makes Asa Mitaka from Chainsaw Man the autistic girlie ever of all time? Here's what the people have to say:

Asa-related asks/reblogs: x This post will be updated after each round!

Image ID in alt text and under the readmore.

[Image ID. White slide with a manga panel of Asa in the top right corner, she has been edited to be wearing a blue cap with the words "Please be patient I have autism" printed on the front. She is surrounded by text boxes which read,

"Goes to the aquarium with a guy and infodumps about sea anemonies."

"I kin her unironically. Unbelievable social awkward. Goes to an aquarium date where she spends the entire time explaining facts about the Animals fully in an attempt to impress her date. She must be avenged from the ADHD vs Autism bracket. Is isolated from her peers. Chronically lonely but won't open up to anyone(not sure if that's an Autism thing or just a personal problem probably a combination of both) Have you read the Manga?"

"has a VERY hard time with social interaction"

"She is absolutely baffled by everything + doesn't get most things at first"

"there's an extended scene where she flirts with a boy by lecturing him about sea anemone life cycles, breeding patterns, and other extended trivia. the whole time she is thinking to herself "he must be falling in love with me right about now. this is an irresistible date." "

"Literally infodumps to the boy shes on a date with for like 3 straight pages and then goes "i'm so alluring. he definetely wants me now" "

"from the scene that was all over tumblr where she infodumps about starfish on an aquarium date and considers this her Ultimate Seduction Technique. a guy on reddit literally got diagnosed because he could relate to her. it's awesome"

"Tried to impress a guy on a date by monologuing starfish facts about him, was genuinely astonished that that didn't drive him wild with desire. Also she's sharing her body with a horsewoman of the apocalypse but that's unrelated."

"If her long-winded rant about sea creatures as an attempt to seduce someone wasn't enough, then a lot of her trauma is based around being ostracized for being weird and quiet. She doesn't understand people but wants companionship anyways, even if shes also afraid of it."

"She feels disconnected to her peers. She literally infodumps while on a date for thirty minutes about starfish. She doesn't see this as a social faux pas, but rather something any sane person would do. (Basically, doesn't realize this is abnormal.) She misses social cues frequently. She feels below average empathy, I'd say. Asa also said she wanted to die after embarrassing herself in public. That doesn't mean she's autistic or anything, but I'm autistic and I do it a lot. Also, I'm autistic and I relate to her, so she kind of has a peer reviewed diagnosis by me lol."

"Socially awkward and prone to info dumping."

"shes cringe fail and has no idea what shes doing ever i love her so much (shes just like me fr"

"I’m sure you’ve seen her failgirl cringe aquarium infordump that she’s sure will charm any boy (note: fails to charm the world’s loosest teenage boy.) She sucks at a lot of social stuff but also doesn’t get why and just thinks she’s wrong or cursed or smth. Likes animals over people. Doesn’t have a single friend until another loner who happens to be more extroverted basically adopts her as her friend."

"1) thought lecturing her date about sea creatures for like 30 minutes each would impress him and make him like her and was confused when he wasn’t into it (I would be into it tho it’s ok bby he just has adhd). 2) had the date planned out to the MINUTE and told the poor guy to shut up when he wanted to do something different. Literally a formula for how to have fun and she thought it was foolproof. 3) encyclopedic knowledge of sea creatures either points to a special interest and/or she just decided to research all that shit the night before for the date (she did say she went to the library in preparation), either way. tism I love her I’m rotating her in my brain" End ID.]

#autistic girlies bracket #autistic girlie masterpost #chainsaw man #asa mitaka

[mins-fins]

love at first flannel — lee seunghwan

almost everyone has a crush on lee seunghwan.

i mean how can you not? he's gorgeous, funny, confident, literally gorgeous— did i already say gorgeous? yeah, he's gorgeous, it's insane how he just goes around like that, looking so pretty whilst doing literally nothing. he just walks around and does everything amazingly, how can someone do everything so effortlessly?

surprisingly, seunghwan never pays attention to all the people drooling over him or the love letters he's getting, probably too busy looking for job options or something.

y/n is one those people— he doesn't send love letters to seunghwan, per se, he just admires him from afar, it's pretty much all he can do.

it's not like they haven't talked, they always say hi and seunghwan makes sure to remember his name.

in all honesty, it makes him feel appreciated.

but in this moment, he doesn't feel appreciated.

when y/n agreed to let his friends drag him to a random party, he didn't expect to feel disgusted. in the past hour, more than five people have thrown up right in front of him, he's seen way too many people who aren't dating aggressively make out, and he's gotten flirted with by people who he's never met in his life.

he decides standing outside is better, he didn't touch or drink anything in whatever those plastic red cups contained because he wasn't in favor of almost getting drugged.

as the cold night breeze passes, y/n lightly curses at himself for not bringing a sweater, he didn't think he needed to bring one because it's the middle of may and cold breezes shouldn't be that cold at night, but here he was.

"i hate it in there" a familiar voice exclaims, and y/n doesn't even have to look to know who it is.

"oh, hi y/n" seunghwan smiles, y/n smiles back at him, though ignoring the thumping of his heart. "i take it that you also didn't feel comfortable in there?"

y/n simply nods, a breathy chuckle leaving his lips. "too much vomiting, making out, and weird love confessions".

"that's what high school parties are like" y/n gives a small laugh as seunghwan sighs, leaning against the wall.

y/n is surprised on how he continues standing whilst lee seunghwan gives him another smile, he feels faint, because why he is pretty without even doing anything?

they stand in an awkward silence for a moment before seunghwan comments on something else, and y/n finds it difficult to respond due to how nervous he feels around seunghwan. y/n finds himself telling seunghwan facts that he only really kept to himself, and seunghwan listens intently, staring at y/n like he's insanely interested in him.

it's an honest to god conversation y/n is having with lee seunghwan, the same lee seunghwan who pretty much everyone has a crush on. he can't believe how charismatic he is, even while talking about the simplest of things.

what a nice way to get his mind off everything stressful, y/n thinks.

until another cold breeze passes, and y/n shuts his eyes as he feels his whole body turn cold. it's clear that seunghwan notices, because he blinks before opening his mouth once again.

"are you cold?"

"no" y/n lies like an idiot, immediately shivering after he said that word.

"you're shivering" seunghwan states, raising an eyebrow. y/n blinks like an idiot, his gaze moving down towards the floor.

"i didn't think i should bring a sweater because were in the middle of may" he replies, seunghwan waves a dismissive hand.

"i totally get it".

seunghwan chuckles, the sound is accompanied by a rustling, and before he can turn around to see what he's doing, y/n feels a flannel being draped over his shoulders. his mind goes blank. though it immediately gives him a feeling of warmth, his skin breaks out into goosebumps. he immediately notices the smell of cologne, and his mind races with thoughts about seunghwan.

does he give his sweater to everyone whose cold? he's probably just being nice, y/n stop overthinking it, just because your wearing seunghwan's flannel sweater that he wears almost everyday doesn't make you special—

"it'd be horrible if you suffered from hypothermia or something" seunghwan says, oblivious to the minor meltdown he just caused. "i'd blame myself forever if you had to walk home in the cold".

y/n nods dumbly, clearing his throat as he looks at seunghwan. he feels stupidly speechless, as if he can't say anything because he's afraid he'll say something dumb, this action is seriously not helping his crush at the moment.

seunghwan is just so effortless with everything he does, it's too much for y/n's weak heart. he loves the feeling of wearing seunghwan's flannel, but then he starts feeling guilty.

"aren't you gonna be cold?" he asks in a whisper, not knowing if he could speak without his voice cracking.

"no, i'll be okay" seunghwan reassures, a small smile coming to his face. "you need it more than me anyway, i don't want you to freeze".

he's just so casual about it, whilst y/n is having twelve mini heart attacks on the inside. y/n knows he's blushing, probably hotter than the sun, but he can't bring himself to care, because his only focus is on seunghwan.

seunghwan lightly brushes his hair out of his face, like he was trying to see face clearly. "you can give it back to me on monday" he gives a small smile, twirling y/n's hair between his finger.

y/n is confused on how he hasn't passed out yet.

"alright" y/n fiddled with the sweater sleeves, his face still a shade of red. "thank you, seunghwan".

"it's really no problem".

seunghwan gives one more perfect smile, and y/n smiles back as he watches him walk away.

he still can't get over the feeling of wearing lee seunghwan's sweater.

tumblr is glitching like crazy- i'm struggling to log in to my other account and it keeps crashing so i'll come back when it's actually working!!

#lee seunghwan #1the9 #boys planet #lee seunghwan boys planet #seunghwan 1the9 #boys planet imagines #boys planet drabbles #lee seunghwan x reader #𑁍 ࣪˖ 𓂃 isa's works!

[annonniiiiieeeee]

Soooo what would Usagi’s reaction be to someone else flirting with Leo? Or vice versa? With the whole “God/Goddess” shtick of Leo’s in Tenshu, did he gain any admirers?

See here’s the thing. Usagi in the comics has like so many people interested in him. Mariko, Tomoe Ame, and Chizu are all interested in him. Obviously in this universe he and Tomoe Ane are just good friends and we shall see where Chizu goes.

Usagi had his fair share of admirers.

But you are absolutely right that there are people who like Leo because of the legends around him. He’s attractive yes but he’s also a ‘god.’ Leo is also just a genuinely nice person who helps out at the infirmary. People like him.

They both have their fair share of people who are crushing on them.

Even in Leo’s world as they get a little older and the turtles are more well known people have crushes on them.

I don’t think either are the jealous type. They both trust each other and know that the other wouldn’t betray them. There is no reason to be jealous and act like a jerk to people. Most people at the Tenshu know they are dating and don’t approach or openly flirt with either. People in Leo’s world don’t know as much but normally the ‘thank you but that’s my boyfriend.’ Is enough to get most people to stop.

However there are outliers. People who don’t respect relationships. People like Kenichi who are insulting to them about their relationship or make unwanted comments or advances. Then the other partner will step in.

It is normally Usagi stepping in. While people like Usagi he is quieter and more aware of peoples intentions. He shuts things down quickly. Leo is friendly and the ‘face man’ he can read people but he also has a lot of insecurities. He doesn’t always realize people are really flirting right away. But he catches on quick and shuts it down. But because he is friendlier more people try to push their luck with him.

When someone won’t listen or take no that’s when Usagi steps in. (Leo will do the same for him when he needs it) it’s not because they don’t trust each other but more because their partner isn’t being respected or listened to.

#a world of samurais and ninjas #asks #leosagi #rise leo #awosan miyamoto usagi

[plentyoffandoms]

Can you write a fluff/romance fic where the reader is a soft introvert who is madly in love with the badass extroverted Hook, but believe she has no shot with because she believes he wouldn’t go for someone like her, but in reality, secretly feels the same as well about her. I’m a suckers for badasses with sweethearts!!!

Hook x f/Reader

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Hook Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Gifs & photos do not belong to me.

Warnings: swearing.

I hope you like it.

Peter - Taz ☆ Tyler - Hook ☆ Will - Powerhouse Hobbs ☆ Melissa - Thunder Rosa

Summary: f/Reader is a very shy makeup artist, who is madly in love with Hook. She doesn't think she has a chance with him, but she doesn't know how wrong she is.

HOOK'S POV:

I couldn't help myself as I watched YN work out of the corner of my eye while I was getting my hair done for my match tonight.

YN was doing Melissa's makeup and she was listening as Melissa was talking about who is going to be on Taco Vlog.

"You never said their name Melissa." YN softly said to her which made Melissa stop and think back on her conversation she was having.

"I guess I didn't. Tyler will be on and I already know this will be one of my popular ones." YN looked at me and I winked and smiled at her.

The smile left my face when YN looked down at the ground and then went back to doing the final touches on Melissa's makeup.

I knew YN was painfully shy. She wasn't one to go out to clubs with us, or join anyone really to even eat.

I see her in between clients, reading a book or scrolling through social media. Even her social media is private.

I have tried talking to her but she barely says two words to me and I am not used to that. Anyone who I have ever met is automatically drawn to me and I can be friends with almost anyone.

But not YN LN.

For some reason she doesn't like me, even though I want to her to like me. The woman has barely talked to me and she has captured my heart and she doesn't even know.

YN's POV:

When Melissa told me that Tyler was going to be on her vlog, I couldn't help but look at the handsome man.

He must of heard his name as he looked over at the two of us and winked at me and smiled.

But I also saw him do that a few members of the stage crew and they practically fell over themselves trying to get a date with him.

I just went back to texting my best friend and ignored what was happening around me.

It really is the only way I can try and move past what I call a silly little crush on Tyler.

The first time I saw him on TV, I thought he was cute but I think that about a lot of men who I knew I would never meet in real life.

But then I got job with All Elite Wrestling and I came face to face with the man who is called Hook.

The moment I met him, he has flirted with me every chance he got but I just didn't want to be another notch on his belt.

And I just know that is what I would be. I mean why else would he be interested in someone like me?

I prefer to stay in than rather go out to a loud club. If I want to eat out I will, but I enjoy either cooking or have food delivered to me.

Tyler on the other hand loves to go to the club. He loves having the attention on him. Wherever he goes, people are just drawn to him and his whole I-don't-give-a-fuck personality.

"You're all done Melissa." I said to her as I did the final touches.

"Perfect as always YN." I smiled at the compliment.

"Make sure to watch the vlog YN." Melissa says as she walks out of the room.

She knows I never miss an episode. My favourite one so far is the one with Mark Henry on it.

"She is right YN, don't miss it." I paused cleaning the makeup brushes when I heard him talk.

"I haven't missed an episode yet Tyler."

"Good.

~

That night I got comfy on the hotel bed and had my laptop all ready to go. I just had to hit play.

I started it and Melissa did her usual thing. Introducing the guest and where they are eating and what type of Tacos they will be having.

"So Hook, I know the world is dying to know, got anyone special that you are keeping from us? I mean, we all know how mysterious you are."

"No, I mean there is a woman but we are not together. I want to be with her but for some reason I don't think she likes me."

That had me questioning who he is even talking about. Has to be someone we work with as that is who he is always around.

"What makes you say that?" Melissa asked after she chewed her taco.

"I talk to her and she can't make eye contact with me or just says like one or two words and that is it."

It was like a light went off in her head. She hit Tyler's arm and gasped. "Is it?" All he did was nod his head yes.

Am I that daft that I can't figure out who it is?

Hook's POV:

The next day I was sitting with Will and Ricky as the two of them talked about Will's match against one of the members of The Dark Order.

I wasn't paying attention enough to know who it was. I wondered if she watched it like she said she was going too.

Did she figure out it was her I was talking about?

Shit, why am I so nervous about this? It's not like I don't know how to talk to women, but when it comes to YN, fuck, I can't think straight when I am around her.

"Did you hear that Head of Security is going to ask out YN?" Ricky said to me, knowing how much I like her.

I tried to hide it from him but one day I got a bit to drunk at the club and I screamed out that I like her.

"Fuck, really?"

"Yeah, you better go and do something about it before you actually end up losing her to someone else."

I wanted to run to her but I stood up like I always do. I still have some image to maintain.

I found her where I usually find her, setting up her station so she can be ready to go for when people start to come in to get their makeup done.

I leaned against the door frame and just watched her, not making a single sound. She was humming a song I didn't really know.

"So, did you watch it?" She jumped a bit and turned around and looked at me.

"Yes."

"What did you think?"

"Melissa is right, it will be her most popular one yet." YN went back to pulling stuff out of her bag.

"Did you figure it out?" I had to know.

"Figure what out Tyler?"

"Who it is?"

"No. Not anyone I know. Everyone loves you."

"Not everyone YN." I took a few steps further into the room.

"There is this one woman who have fallen for you see. We are complete opposites. She likes to stay in while I would like to go out to the club or go shopping."

A few more steps I took.

"She is painfully shy but only around me. At first I thought she liked me how I like her, but after I tried talking to her, I don't know now. But the thing is, she has a tight hold on my heart and she doesn't even know it."

"Tyler," YN said my name softly. "You do not even know me."

"And I want to get know you. I have tried but you need to give me a chance. I'm really not a bad guy."

"I do not want to be just a notch on your belt." She was guarding herself.

"And you won't be. Give me a chance. Let me take you to dinner tonight."

"Okay, but no where that is over crowded please."

"Of course."

~

Our first date went amazing and I asked her out again. Same after our second date and our third.

Our fourth date I finally asked her to be my girlfriend and even though she pretended to think it over, she said yes.

I still keep up my image that I have to maintain to the public, but in private, YN has a hold over me that I am sure no one else will be able to do.

A few months in to our relationship, I told her I love her. The two of us were watching a movie together, her curled into my side and I just looked at her.

"I love you YN." She pulled out of my arms and looked at me. Probably making sure I wasn't messing with her.

"I love you too Tyler." I gripped her chin gently in my hand and leaned down and kissed her.

News broke out not long after that. I was spotted at a jewellery store picking out her birthday gift, which was a bracelet I had custom made for her.

The two of us talked it over and we decided to finally announce it on social media. We took a photo together and I uploaded the best one.

Once I did that, I turned off my phone and I showed YN how much I love her.

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[shoheiakagi]

I wondered how Sakuno and Shouhei are with each other, but then I also got thinking and wondered how Sakuno handled the boys who are really the opposite of Shouhei, like really quiet Fujishima or caustic Eric? Having someone cute and sweet like Sakuno and having her interact with Eric, I wondered a little how that goes.

If you don’t mind, I’m just gonna copy and paste what I sent in our DMs since i wrote a lot in response to your questions!

Im gonna be biased as hell here, but shouhei/sakuno are my fave out of the couples. To me, theyre somewhat of an opposites attract, but not too much of an extreme to the point their relationship starts struggling or dies out. Shouhei has always been extroverted and confident from the get go, while sakuno is introverted and developed more confidence as she grew older since she was more on the shy side as a kid.

Shouhei is carefree, while sakuno overthinks a lot. Shouhei is straightforward, while sakuno is passive aggressive unless youre kaoru (she’s trying, okay?) Shouhei was a violent delinquent, while sakuno grew up sheltered.

But thats pretty much where their (major) differences end tbh. They both know how to use their looks and appeal to get what they want, in a more innocent and subtle way. Their members also like to dunk on them for being the more naive and clueless ones of the group, but theyre both more perceptive than they let on. Theyre also known as the romanticists of their groups, both preferring a serious relationship. However, shouhei is a bit more laidback, taking a “if it happens, it will happen” approach whereas sakuno tries to actively date and gets disheartened when things dont work out.

They also share genuine interests in music, both have the most popular fashion within their groups, being active (sakuno ends up teaching shouhei how to play tennis since thats the only sport she plays if shes not at the gym), and share some mutual friends (they end up meeting each other through a mutual friend who is shouhei’s friend from the manga, just gotta make up a name for her). And sakuno grew up with extroverts around her, most of them being her close girl friends who played a huge role in developing her confidence as she grew, so she will mesh with shouhei pretty well (also stealing your headcanon about shouhei preferring to be closer to introverts vs extroverts like him). I think his boyish charms will complement her girlish charms.

As for their general dynamic, they both knew of each other, but didnt think much of each other besides “i know theyre technically the enemy, but he/she is pretty cute.” But they officially got introduced to each other through a mutual friend in a small party at her apartment, and thats when they really start to pay attention. They both try to keep their distance from each other at first, but the more they drank, the more closer they got. It originally started off with them cuddling and lowkey flirting, to having a full blown make out session once shouhei moves a strand of hair from her face and mumbles something about her face being too pretty to hide.

They were both lost in their own world until someone drunkenly bumps into them and sakuno realizes that she shouldnt be getting too close with him while shouhei can’t stop thinking about how her lips felt against his, how soft she felt in his arms, and how good she smelt. They’re both smitten, but sakuno is more cautious cause of the dating ban put on her group and the reputation of shouhei’s group, while shouhei starts to actively pursue her, wanting to spend more time together.

Once they get together, theyre playful and flirty with each other. When they start to get closer and really open up with each other, shouhei lets sakuno trace her finger against the scars littered across his chest and back from fights he indulged in when he was younger. How he was so wild and reckless and at one point he got into a huge fight with his old man and how he will never forget the look on his mom’s face when he punched his dad. Sakuno confides him in how during her lowest moments as a teen where she momentarily hung out with the wrong influences and let an older man groom her. and how she didn’t think of stopping the affair despite knowing he has a wife and kids because she was so stupid and desperate and just wanted to feel love.

When sakuno first meets the other guys through shouhei, she found fuji intimidating at first due to his stoic/blank expression, spiked hair, and piercings. But she soon learns that he’s actually the kindest out of all the guys, and like your au, she bonds with him over animals. Sakuno mentions of getting a pet cat, and fuji immediately recommends her to adopt a cat from some of the shelters he knows.

Ngl with eric, i can see sakuno having a minor crush on or thinking that she would like him the best, before she met shouhei. Eric is similar to some of the guys she had a thing for in the past, all quiet but quick with a rude or witty retort. But in general, she is kinda intimidated by him and is a little more quiet than usual around him cause she’s scared of him being mean to her, while eric doesn’t really care too much about her. But if i didnt pair her with shouhei, i would definitely pair her off with eric lmao

#ask #chikadeedeedeedee #celeb au

[rumble-aint-a-rumble-without-me]

I AM INTERESTED IN WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY!!!

@insanityexistsalone you asked to be tagged baby!! @the-kneesbees you said you were interested-

Lemme tell you something-

Tim. Dallas. Sylvia. The cheating scandal. I’ve got a ton of thoughts but I’ve gotta clarify some stuff first.

I’m gonna be talking about True Canon, Sophie Canon, and Dillo Canon and I intend to make it very clear which is which, but y’know, don’t hate on me if I say something you don’t agree with. I’m just a dude running a blog, okay? If you don’t like it, you don’t gotta stick around, this is all just for fun and all interpretations.

I’ve got a lot to say so it’s going under a cut- sorry about that folks-

So! Let’s start with True Canon!

As far as I remember, cause I don’t have my book in hand at the moment, Dallas says that Sylvia’s been two-timing him while he’s in jail and that’s why they called things off. True Canon!Sylvia has a history of running around on Dallas and flirting with other people, for example Johnny. At the same time, True Canon!Tim is True Canon!Dally’s fre-enemy. Dal slashed his tires, Tim still visited him in the hospital.

As far as True Canon goes, as far as I remember True Canon to go, it never explicitly says who Sylvia was doing the two-timing with. Just that Sylvia was messing around while Dally was locked up. And that’s True Canon. Simple enough.

(Again this is all from memory but if I’m wrong, someone please correct me, please, I’m not joking-)

Now! Let me introduce you to Sophie Canon.

Written by my wonderful friend @sophie-i-guess13, Sophie has an extensive take on the inner workings between Sylvia, Dallas, and Tim. I’ve spent countless hours talking with her about how the three of them work, their history, their future. We’ve talked. A lot. And that’s not to say that I impacted Sophie Canon, she came up with almost everything and I cheered her on and fooled around with her ideas like they were my personal dolls

(I highly recommend reading everything she’s ever written I love all her pieces and she’s got a lovely writing style that I would kill for, check her out here and on her AO3, I’m not even joking, her works changed my whole outlook on the fandom)

But in Sophie Canon, Sylvia and Dallas have one of those on-again, off-again relationships where they break up every other week. Sylvia and Tim are also childhood friends. There’s break offs and AUs that she’s made too so that sorta changes thing, but at the baseline, Dallas and Sylvia are a problematic relationship and Tim and Sylvia always end up as an endgame relationship, no matter if it’s platonic or romantic.

In Sophie Canon, as far as I can remember, Sylvia never really cheats. Dallas’ is just very jealous and Sylvia knows that she gets attention from him if she flirts a little with other guys.

Sophie canon has greatly impacted and formed my opinion on this matter and is a big contributor to Dillo Canon.

Dillo Canon is exactly what it sounds like. My canon.

In Dillo Canon, Sylvia never cheated. Sylvia never cheated. Sylvia Never Cheated. SYLVIA NEVER CHEATED. And she definitely never did it with Tim.

In Dillo Canon, Sylvia and Tim and Dallas grew up together. They were buddies and Sylv and Dal did their off and on dating thing as they grew up and Sylv and Tim were friends long before Dal rolled into town and stayed friends long after he died.

Dal was jealous of the close bond Tim and Sylvia had and often accused them of having feelings for each other, even when Dal and Sylv were dating. He’s an insecure hood who’s had a rough life and a tough time with relationships, alright? No one said he was perfect.

So honestly? Here’s how it went down in Dillo Canon.

Dal came home from his stay in the pen, found Sylvia staying at Tim’s because she’s got shitty parents, just like everyone else, and Dal thought something was going on between them. So they broke up, Dal took his ring back, and that was that. They would’ve gotten back together within the next week or two because they always end up together again, no matter what either of them say <3

So….yeah!

That’s what I have to say about that!

If anyone wants an elaboration on anything, feel free to ask, I can talk lore all day long-

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[truly-morgan]

[Transfem JC, feat. protective WWX and JL]

MingCheng | Mo Dao Zu Shi Modern AU 20-06-2021

[Modern #mingcheng with trans woman jc]

What if trans!JC in her early 30's wants to start dating again after being single and alone for so long? (Raising jl isn't easy and her last relationship didn't finish well). She tries dating app, wwx at her side doing commentary on the guys they're seeing.

Really, no one seems interesting.

Then a familiar face pops on her screen and they are both surprised. "Isn't that nhs brother/lxc friends?" They both comment at the same time, looking more closely at the profile.

Jc has to admit, nmj is really handsome and well, his description wouldn't have caught her eyes normally, but already knowing him make her swipes right. They keep looking at profiles and messaging those who already matched jc (nothing really impressive tbh) until a notification tells them nmj matched with jc.

Jc is pretty happy and excited about it if she has to be honest and the chatting goes pretty well. They have a couple of things in common, have similar tastes and jc really enjoys talking with him.

It doesn't take long before they settle on a first date (and of course wwx helped pick up a cute outfit with the help of jl). The date goes well and others quickly follow up, often messaging each other in the day. Officially dating comes after a while of flirting and meeting up.

As the relationship starts to be serious, jc starts to be a bit nervous.

They never went farther than cuddling, kissing and making out a bit and nmj clearly doesn't know she's trans.

Jl and wwx enter in protective mode because they /won't/ allow anyone to hurt jc again. Jl absolutely loves his aunt and she deserves the best and he won't ever let anyone hurt her now that he is a bit older. He cannot understand how anyone could see jc as bad for who she is.

On the other hand, wwx has been by jc side since she came out to him as trans and never let her down even when shit went really messy and hard. He is happy to see her doing so well now and being happy, he won't let any other jackass break her heart.

But they also both know jc cannot exactly keep this a secret from nmj forever.

So jc invite him over because she want to talk about something important (while jl and wwx are here, they both refused to let them alone, jc is secretly relieved about that stubbornness of them). Nmj is worried something might have happened but doesn't force her to tell him, instead coming over to hear what is the important thing she has to say.

when he get there, jc pushes wwx and jl to another room, not wanting for their presence to make nmj nervous (but close enough to hear and be ready to come if the worst outcome were to happen).

she makes some tea to calm her nerve, finally sitting down with nmj at the kitchen table. she doesn't say anything at first, searching how to say it, ending up with going for straightforward (nmj prefers straightforwardness and she doesn't want to dance around the subject).

"So, there's something I haven't told you yet, but feel would be important to tell you if we continue with this relationship" jc starts, hand fiddling with the handle of her cup, "I didn't want you to discover from someone else or by accident, so I wanted to tell you myself before things get farther".

at this point, nmj is a bit confused as to what could be so important to tell him that could make him want to /break up/ with jc. He offers a small smile, hoping it can reassure her as she gathers her courage.

"I... am trans" jc finally says.

she wants to have more, but the lack of actual reaction makes her nervous and tense up, fiddling more with the teacup. "I-I get it if you don't want to stay with me, am used to it don't worry you can just tell me, at least it will hurt les-" she starts to ramble nervously before jumping as a hand grabbed hers gently.

jc then looks up to meet nmj eyes, the man smiles softly at her with no hint of disappointment and disgust, just reassurance and love.

"I won't leave you simply because you are who you are" he assures her first, "I love the jc I met and you being trans won't change it, I will be there to support you too".

jc finally manages to calm down, laughing a bit she tears up, happy that nmj isn't like her exes and is clearly more than fine with her being trans. she lets him pull her into strong and reassuring arms, letting herself fully calm down from this subject that had made her more stressed than usual.

jl and wwx eventually come out from their hiding, which does make nmj a bit curious because he didn't expect for them to be hidden (maybe not jl since he lives here, but wwx yes).

jc mentioned they wouldn't let her stay in the apartment alone because of bad past experiences (tho she doesn't go much on those past experiences and nmj doesn't push her to do so).

They end up talking a bit more, nmj wanting to know what were things he shouldn't do or say to make her uncomfortable if she ever needs his help for anything trans-related. jc is a bit curious as to why he seems so used to it and nmj admits that his brother is also trans.

"Wait, he is?" wwx asks surprised

nmj I suddenly a bit nervous that he might have outed his brother (he saw nhs often talking about it with other friends, so he assumed he had told them).

after a call to his brother nmj is reassured to hear nhs is alright with it (he thought he had told them actually and is surprised neither of them really caught onto it).

so everything is fine, jc gets a nice and supportive boyfriend and everyone is happy (tho it doesn't stop wwx and jl from testing nmj like before to make sure he won't break jc hearts too).

I dunno why, but I want nhs and jc to have self-care nights (nhs suggestion after seeing jc so stressed) and they talk about anything and sometimes trans thing while nmj is just sitting next to them, helping out with whatever they are doing while being a bit confused as to what they are talking about (but it's fine, he also learn more like this).

I just wanted trans lady jc to have a good boyfriend and now she has, no one can ever hurt her with a little protection squad (which now also includes lxc and jgy because they ain't gonna let anyone hurt their friend's girlfriend)

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