#white 1010 x reader

[loving-apparitions]

While he doesn’t realize it’s a crush, White knows instantly that there’s something different about you. Your performances captivate him more than those of any other artist. He really admires your work: the sound of your voice, the beats you use, your movements, your stage setup. Is this what it’s like to really love an artist?

He starts listening to all of your albums, watching your music videos, looking at your promotional material. All of it feels special. Sometimes, he just enjoys listening and watching. Other times, he finds himself studying everything - listening to the pitch, tone, and harmony of each part in the music; learning the lyrics and thinking about their meaning; noticing how your outfits or the lighting contribute to the mood.

When he talks to you, he experiences something he’s barely had a problem with before: it takes his system longer than usual to respond. In other words, he has trouble finding the words to talk to you.

If you leave a positive comment (or even a social media like) on anything 1010, he can’t stop thinking about it. It means so much to him. Your praise and approval feel more powerful than anyone else’s.

Everyone around him notices that he talks about you a lot.

The thought of collaborating with you is both exciting and terrifying. It’s weird to him, as he’s only ever thought of collabs as growth opportunities before. This feels personal, for some reason.

When he finally gets a chance to talk to you, he’s eager to learn more about you. He asks you a lot of questions and listens intently. He smiles the whole time and you may notice that it’s not his performance smile.

As you’re a fellow artist, he doesn’t speak with you in a flirty way. That ends up making his interest obvious though, as he talks with you much more than other NSR members. His tone changes too, being more casual and yet less bold.

His “Oh” moment is listening to one of your new releases and finding that he wishes some of the sweeter lines were aimed at him.

Rin has a lot of concerns about asking you out, though. Are artists allowed to date each other? Would Neon J and 1010 approve? Would it ruin his Perfect Boyfriend image for his fans? Would he have to keep your relationship a secret? And worst of all, what if you don’t like him and that makes all of your future interactions weird?

Since Neon J is the one in charge and who knows more of the intricacies of NSR guidelines, Rin goes to him. He starts in very general terms of “hypothetically what if a member of 1010 wanted to date another artist” type questions to not make his situation too obvious.

Ultimately, there is no reason you two can’t see each other. Although, the fans are still to consider. The public has no idea about your relationship until you’re certainly going steady. While White still plays the flirtatious boy in performance, more fans see it as charming now as they know he’s taken. The two of you may collaborate more often, and he’s open to perhaps writing love songs with you to perform together.

Matching outfit music videos! Dancing together! Practicing harmonizing and looking into each other’s eyes! Cute merchandise with both of you in the design! You can have fun as artists together!

#sonicfangirl123 #imagines #romantic #no straight roads x reader #no straight roads x reader romantic #white 1010 x reader #white 1010 x reader romantic

[spectral-apparitions]

Headcanons on how 1010 simp / how they are head over heels?

White/Rin: Suddenly, all of his usual charm and flirting feels hollow. He’s always loved giving his fans butterflies, but suddenly it feels off to be saying such things to anyone but you. And just the same, flirting with you in the same way becomes difficult.

He’s actually nervous to flirt with you, even though he desperately wants to sweep you off your feet. He’s not used to having to gather up some courage to flirt. He finds though that he’s addicted to it; he loves how you react when he says or does just the right thing. A very genuine soft side of him shows: he starts expressing that he wants to know you’re safe, he wants you to have fun, he wants to spend time with you. He really means all of it, you’re amazing to him, but also give him a feeling of security. Without even realizing it many a time, he wants to protect you, to keep you safe and happy. He finds too that he thinks of you when he wants someone to talk to.

And everything you do just entrances him. The smiles, laughs, blushes, and shy looks when he flusters you, or the ways you flirt with him, or the fun things you do together. It renders him speechless and has him daydreaming and blushing later. You actually get this confident bot flustered, be proud of yourself.

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Red/Zimelu: Easily flustered by every bit of attention you give him, but he feels like he needs to hide it. It really doesn’t take much, just telling him he looks nice or smiling at him will get to him. He can’t stand how cute you are, and how nice your attention feels.

He gets shy about how you make him feel; he doesn’t like to admit it. And he does his best to fake confidence, but he’s still clearly flustered, having trouble keeping eye contact and fidgeting with his hands. He’ll get very worked up if you ask him what he thinks of you or tease him about it. He often daydreams of ways he could woo you.

He often comes across confident when he’s acting out something he’s been planning, and opens up a lot when he’s feeling comfortable around you.

He frequently finds an excuse to spend time with you or be physically closer to you. He does however open up if he finds out you’re insecure about yourself, and sometimes can muster the confidence to write you a love letter. Sometimes these things are hard for him to say in the moment, but he can be more forward in writing. And his protectiveness kicks in when you’re feeling down - he wants you to see all the wonderful parts of you.

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Green/Eloni: Just can’t stop dwelling on every cute thing you say to/about him. Even something as simple as “I’m happy to see you” will stay in his head all day. It’s obvious to the other boys that he’s been more outgoing and cheery since he developed feelings for you. He tends to have more energy, especially on days you give him attention. On the other hand though, he’s easily hurt if you brush him off. He starts thinking about how the fan base doesnt like him as well as the others, and starts wondering if he’s too dull for you as well. Just give him some attention and praise when you can, though, and he’ll be back in no time.

He easily gets butterflies because of you. The way you smile? The look in your eyes when you look at him? The sound of your voice? He finds himself captivated by all of it and always wanting to have it again.

It makes him nervous many times, but he pushes himself to reach out to you fairly often. He wants your attention, and he wants to give you his. He just wants to know how you’re doing, hoping that you’re having a good day.

And he feels like he lives to make you smile. He never hesitates to comfort you when you’re down, or to compliment you when you’re insecure. And his favorite thing is to make you laugh. He‘ll show you memes, tell jokes, say or do silly things just to get a smile out of you.

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Yellow/Haym: He just can’t get enough of you, from giving you attention to receiving yours. He gets distracted easily, thinking about you when you’re not around. Every time he gets an alert, he hopes it’s from you. It‘s evident when he’s fallen because he starts gushing about you. “Did you know Y/N does such and such? Isn’t that cool?” and “Y/N told me I have a nice voice!!” all the time. You excite him to no end, and he just can’t hold it in. And sometimes that comes out as burying his face in a pillow or bouncing his legs.

He has pretty good memory as is, but he starts to pick up on your traits and preferences more easily than he does others’. He starts seeing things with you in mind: That car is your favorite color, this sign says something you’d probably like. He tells you about these, takes a picture to show you, or gives them to you.

He wants to see you all the time. When you plan time together, he awaits it eagerly, and he hates for anything to get in the way. He’s constantly asking you to do activities with him, wanting to include you in everything.

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Blue/Purl-Hew: You’re always on his mind. He doodles characters or animals you like. He thinks of you first when he realizes he can invite someone to whatever he’s going to do. When he comes across anything romantic, you pop into his mind.

And the simple thought of you gives him a bit more pep.

He gets both hopeful and nervous at the idea of showing you his work and interests. He wants to include you in what he enjoys, but he may second-guess his forwardness and fear making you uncomfortable. He’s very pleased when you praise or engage in his passions.

When he talks to you, he loses track of time. He gets invested in learning about you and hearing your thoughts, and he wants to share his own thoughts with you more than he does most people. You quickly become his favorite person to talk to.

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[instantartific]

|| ♡ You're suffocating, Darling

Image edits by me, edited from in-game screenshots.

Characters: Rin / White 1010 (referred to without name), "You" Summary: After worrying over what he'll do without you for far too long, he decided to take matters into his own hands and confront his recent... malfunctions around you. He gets desperate, nothing gets solved <3 Word Count: ~1.4k

Happy I finally got around to writing something like this again! I fell into a major writers' block for a while, so apologies for this being a little messier than some of my older writing :)

Quick note! Likes are appreciated, but a fast reblog (or any!) makes sure that other people can see my work, too! Sharing is caring :)

There is metal, and it presses into your soft, soft flesh.

It is hard.

It is cold, warmth allowed only by the distant radiance from his chest.

There is metal, and it has every capability to crush you beneath it, rendering your body nothing more than a wind-up toy meant to be discarded. Only, yours will no longer be able to move.

There is metal, and it is very, very gentle with the way that it holds your form. It hasn't squeezed quite yet. But it is there; it is solid, it is sturdy, it is several hundred pounds of steel and wire and if you dared to try and push any part of you up against it, test its limits, one thing becomes glaringly clear:

It is solid.

It will not move.

He has you, and you will stay there for as long as he wills it so.

You are trapped.

Silicon hardly graces your cheek as his head lowers, first part of his jaw gracing your forehead, then the panel of his cheek doing the same. Nuzzling into the side of your face. Trickles of warmth radiated from the glass, dancing along your skin and threatening to seep into your very bones, infecting you with what was once him. Judging by the sheer amount of light radiating from them, too: he's happy. Very, very happy.

Can you say the same?

"You are an an-om-a-ly," he started, voice tittering slightly, "to the degree that I don't even know what to do with myself."

Metal tightened around you even further, pressing into you deeper, gracing your flesh. That would be the fault of his arms snaked around your abdomen and folded beneath your back pressing your body between them and the plating of his chest against your bone. One of which is bound to give if enough pressure is exerted. Your chest can hardly rise high enough to take in a full breath. It is tense, but it does not hurt you.

Not yet, at least, but it is on the border of which.

… Would he care if it did?

Of course he would.

Of course, he would.

He'd jump at the slightest protest. Metal would immediately retract, snaking from beneath you, letting you go at once so that white can scan your body beneath him. White would pour over every surface, regardless of where you mention that the pain blossomed; it is, in his mind, entirely possible that he hurt you worse than you are willing to admit, or that you have noticed. This is a simple routine for the smallest scrape, or scratch, or papercut, even. He carefully takes your hands in his own, eyes skimming every finger before tracing the lines in your palms. They trailed every inch of every joint on every limb until he knows for a fact that you are okay. And if you are not, then this is a perfect process to determine what he should do to make that true. Every time, without fail. And that same routine would apply here.

That is what you're sure of, at least.

"All I know is that I need you to touch me. Please, baby," a whisper uttered beneath an offer; a plead offered between batted breaths; a prayer breathed out before the one the adherent may call their item of worship, "touch me."

His form moves from yours; however, only enough to free one arm. Silicone traces your sides until it happens upon your hand, fingers curling around yours gently. Teasing your will to comply with whatever fantasy of his this may be, and compliance you had. No matter how sensible it may be, your hand did move. It traced the axel at his hip. It traced its way along the divots in his torso. It traced the collar of his uniform. It traced his sternum to his neck, neck to his cheek. The distant whirring of his chest whirred to life with renewed vigor. Light danced throughout every LED surface he had. Light even danced behind his eyes, a hardly audible whir sounding as his brows raised and pupils dilated ever so slightly. If he could be drunk off of delight, he would be.

In a stray desire to run your hands through his hair, fingertips moved from cheek to the back of his head. And the moment you made contact, his head jerked. The sections of his torso shifted, grinding as they passed over one another. And his entire body lulled.

When his body lulled, it lulled into yours and for a few moments you become perfectly aware of the sheer weight his form can truly posses. He is solid and he is metal and he is heavy. The tension builds within you, bone digging deeper and deeper into your inner workings in a desperate attempt to keep them safe (in a way near laughable, the sensation is similar to that of what the machine himself swears to do for you in relation to what he is doing now. If you could laugh, you would.) Your lungs burn with the effort to take in even a morsel of air that his weight had now pressed out of you, hands grasping at any surface around you. The fingers once laced in his hair took root at his scalp, and in any attempt at making him notice what he's done, pulled. If his neck were not so dense the force may have pulled his head, too.

Perhaps able to feel the arch formed in your back, any room to allow ribs to press up to fight for air, he froze. His shoulder jerked up. His chest rose, finally releasing you. His eyes blink open, one delayed by an entire half-beat, taking one—two—three tries to sync up properly. White flooded you in a way you could almost miss, yet momentarily so. A mixture of concern, of worry, of fear, shot across his features in a mess of emotion in that same moment. "I'm sorry," came mutterings in a voice quiet and devoid of any of the charm he was so known for. A voice choppy and mechanical in sound, yet quiet. Darting white travelled the body beneath him until that white turned to static. The display jittered before cutting out entirely, his head mimicking this by jutting, only to flicker back to life with irises dyed a vibrant bloodied red.

X's. Disapproval. Failure.

Unacceptable.

They scoured you again, regardless of whatever protests (if any at all) may have left your tongue. They trace your skin, every part visible. They traced your veins. They traced every inch of every joint of every limb. Yet somehow, this is wrong. All of this is wrong. The red that tainted his irises tainted his features as well: concern to distant distress, worry to distant panic, fear to distant terror. The damning hue of disappointment. Heat began to build, and build, and build in the winding cavities in his torso. And in time, he moved. His body shifted down your form, only far enough for silicone to travel from your forehead to your cheek; cheek to your neck; neck to your sternum. Every movement was reduced to something uncharacteristically inhumane. Lips that would never know true warmth graced the surfaces of your chest that fought for air as heat grew and grew at your waist. In between each kiss: "I'm so sorry, baby. I'm so sorry."

His head raised, red locking onto you, and only you. The only thing in his sights. "I don't know what's happening to me. I don't know if you're doing this to me. I found that I am struggling to process this, let alone attempting to explain it to anyone outside myself," he said, chuckling bitterly. The forced, whining, dry sound of gears grating in the absence of touch.

"The only thing clear is that I need you. It's a command echoing inside my mind, repeating over and over inside me like I'm being marched to my death if I don't obey. I need—" he gasps here as if there any need for breath in a way almost human—"you, baby. Let me be the only one to protect you. I'll do everything for you. Everything," an ode to desperation sighed into the fabric of your shirt.

This is what… love is, isn't it?

This is what he's been missing, isn't it?

This sense of sheer and total release onto someone who you are wholly devoted to.

He truly, truly loves you.

#loosening up with some writing again and we're back to the x readers. peace love on planet earth. #hope i'm not too rusty :) #nsr #no straight roads #nsr rin #rin 1010 #nsr rin x reader #rin 1010 x reader #nsr white 1010 #nsr white 1010 x reader #so many tags for this one boy. #ও ~ writing

[stinglikeabee1]

(Will the NSR fandom hate me if I post smut? Well let's do an experiment!)

Yan!1010 X Reader

(readers gender is not specified,sub!reader,reader gets tagteamed???,Rin(White) being very flirtatious.) (I do not support these actions,this is just pure fiction.) (AFAB reader)

(Warning: Degrading,sweet-talking,robots,breeding(?? Idk their robots),handjob,blow job,drugging.) (THIS IS YANDERE OF COURSE THERE WILL BE A LOT OF FUCKED UP THINGS- if your uncomfortable,please leave!!)

As the assistant of Neon,you must help out 1010. Whatever it takes,whatever the cost. If they are tired out by performing so much,immediately make them rest for optimal performance,says neon.

One day,they were somehow quite? Skittish? "Hey Y-y/n.!" Rin(White) said,his cheeks glowing with a white hue.Was Rin supposed to stutter? I Don't think it's an error nor in his code.. "Oh hi Rin! How are you feeling today?" You asked,you immediately got up with your clipboard in hand.

"Great!" Rin said,a bit of autotune in his voice. "Now,as the leader of 1010,you should drink more water my lovely,Y/N!" He handed you a cup of water,

"Oh! Uhm Thanks Rin." You spoke,you then took a sip out of the water.

You gulped down the water,just then you felt dizzy,your vision blurry. "Uhm..Rin what did you.." and your out.. how easy was it to drug a human? "Come on boys,let's bring them back to our room." Rin said,he then carried you up,and brought you back to their room.

(timeskip...woohoo.)

"Oh.. they're going to wake up!" A voice said,was that HayM (Yellow)? "Shut up! Be quiet." That voice is definitely Zimelu's.

"Huh..? What happened..?" You groaned.

"Finally your awake! We've been waiting for agesss!" Eloni(Green) said,his body language looking very exaggerated.

"Finally,boys,We can finally be the most ideal boyfriends and give them our utmost attention!" Rin said,his eyes glowing with anticipation.

"Stay still." Purl-Hew(Blue) said,he slowly started to unbutton your clothing,showing your bare chest (or anything whatever.)

They then tug on the waistband of your pants,and pulled it down,also taking your panties away. "Now now boys,one at a time. As the leader,I'll go first." Rin said,he then spread your legs wide open,he then pinched you clit,earning a whimper from you. He then slowly put in two fingers into your wet cavern,slowly pushing in and out. He then begins to unzip his clothing, (I feel like their clothes are just not stuck on their bodies.)he then lined up his robotic length against your entrance "W-wait stop.." "Shh.." Rin said,he then slowly entered you,he then wiped away the developing tears in your eyes from the pain.

"R-rin!" You moaned out,he started going at a slow,but deep pace. "Awww..look at them! So cute" HayM cooed.

"Ugh..I can't wait anymore. Rin roll them over." Zimelu said,once you were rolled over he immediately shoved his length down your throat.it didn't taste like anything. It just felt metallic.

You the jerked off HayM and Purl-Hew while Eloni was busy marking up your back.

Then they came,it was this sticky like fluid. It was edible? To say the least. But that didn't stop. You felt the liquid leak out of your used hole.

Round after round,they just kept going it felt like you were going to break.

Maybe you should get used to this.

#nsr x reader #no straight roads x reader #nsr 1010 x reader #nsr x reader smut #nsr 1010 smut #yandere x reader #yandere nsr x reader #yandere 1010 x reader #yandere no straight roads x reader

[obsessed-bug]

Bump it! I don't see enough 1010 and Reader. I might jump on the train, if i get the energy to do it >3>

Anyways, Rin x reader

Reader has scars from her past, depends on how you look at it, and usually hides them.

Rin comfort reader?

You should totally do it. I’d support you 100%! Also this turned into a comfort-confession one shot later on as I kept writing this, but I hope this what you sort of wanted! [I apologize this took so long to get out. Writers block you know?]

(Warning: mentions of scars and abuse. You have been warned…)

Rin noticed you've been wear long clothes ever since he's met you, even on hot summer days. He doesn't question you by any means, thinking maybe it's just your personal preference of clothing, but you usually get defensive whenever anyone asked you about it. Rin slowly grows concerned over you because of it. He wasn't quite sure why, but his metallic heart was just begging for him to ask you about it. He didn't know what this feeling was, being new to emotions and all that. After some thought, Rin made up his mind, getting up from where he sat with his brothers to go find you.

“Rin where you going?" Rin stopped in his tracks to look at Purl-Hew. "I thought we were-"

"Forget it Purl. I got something important to do right now. I'll join you guys later.”

With that said, Rin took a huge sprint to go find you. Purl-Hew and the rest of the boys looked at each other, but shrugged, not knowing what Rin was going to go do.

•┈┈┈••✦ ✸ ✦••┈┈┈•

Rin didn't know what he was doing, or why he was doing it, but his heart was telling him to just go. Over a simple question even. He didn't know why his metallic heart started speeding up when he got closer to the guest room you were staying in. Rin began to feel frustrated, not knowing how he was truly feeling. He heard from the other side you were watching something, so you were still in the mansion thank god. He just had to see you. Rin then felt something arise in him as he was about to knock on the door. It prevented him from doing what he wanted to do.

Not now dammit. Is this what... what is it called. Being nervous? Rin speculated and fought in his mind. He was able to do these things easily before, but not now.

"Hey Rin what's up?"

He must have been really out of it, not noticing you opened the door and looked up at him til now, a light white hue formatting on his coloured cheeks just from seeing you, and him from just standing there like a doofus.

"A-Ah hi Y/N."

“Is something wrong Rin?"

"N-No it's just, uh..."

You never seen him look or sound this anxious. He was usually proper, charming, and brave, but here he was, looking scared as a leaf. You immediately grabbed his hand, well-knowing it just have been his new emotions coming into play while dragging him into the room.

"Ok Rin. What's going on? Did something happen?" You asked, shutting the door behind you.

Rin seemed frustrated from the way he sighed. “Fine I'll tell you, just don't get mad at me ok? I'm just... what's the word again?” He paused to think- “Worried about you, yeah…”

Wait worried about me? You thought, walking to your bed, patting a seat beside you for Rin to sit down

"Rin I'm perfectly fine! There's nothing for you to worry about."

Rin took his time walking toward you to sit down, now bringing an arm around you. A long pause took place before Rin been spoke. “Y/N, what's the real reason why you wear long clothes?"

That's what broke you, feeling a surge of anger coming within you. Feeling yourself go in defence mode. "For the last time-"

"Y/N I apologize for asking again, but it's always been just excuse or something else." Rin cut you off, grabbing your shoulders lightly to face directly at you. His piercing white dots-for-eyes looked right through your soul at that moment. Not just that, but you saw something in him you haven't noticed before. Rin looked worried, scared... It surprised you seeing emotions on his face, especially in his eyes for the first time, so you knew he said it cause he didn't wanna hurt you or insult you in any way, but he was just looking out for you, being a genuine friend looking out for you. It was just like any good leader would do. It was about time you told him the truth, knowing Rin for longer more then the other members of 1010, he deserved to know about your secret first.

"Fine Rin just... Don't go tell everyone else after I tell you. I'll tell all the gang once I'm ready, but it will take time." Rin eyes soften hearing that, and his heart softened while also beating against his chest.

"Of course Y/N, I promise."

You grabbed one of his hands from your shoulder without thinking, tightening your grin around his huge hand in your small one. "W-Well Rin, it all started when I was younger. I didn't live in a decent neighborhood growing up, or a decent family either, so I had to fend for myself most of the time. Both my parents were alcoholic abusers, and my older siblings gave no shits about me once they moved out. They didn't even offer me to move out with them at all..."

Rin nodded, telling you to continue with curious, sad eyes.

"There were a few times my parents attacked me with sharp objects when they were on their alcoholic rampages, and that's when..." You rolled up your sleeve, revealing the multiple scars you've received in your past. Rin gasped seeing them, making you think whether you should have exposed yourself like this or not, but you continued anyway- "I got my very first scars. As I grew older, nothing got better. Still lived in a dangerous shithole. My parents didn't care wether I went to school or not, or worked. I worked as hard as I could to get the money I needed to be able to attend classes, plus I got help from some online friends that I still talk to to this day. I got into a lot of fights with other kids in school too, and the teachers of course didn't do jackshit to help me, nor the police." Rin was fully paying attention now, rubbing his thumb on your knuckle to comfort you, making you feel confident to continue - "From those kids." You lifted your leg sleeve up to show your bigger scars. "They did this to my legs."

“Y/N..." Rin's voice cracked, bringing you in a tight embrace. You felt something cold on your shoulder after a second.

He's... crying?

Him crying made you start tearing up yourself, nuzzling your face into his neck and brought him closer to your embrace. At this point you thought he heard enough and couldn't take it anymore.

"R-Rin it’s ok, I’m ok, so don't cry... please. I-I won't continue if me telling my past is hurting you this much." Rin sniffed, running a hand through your hair.

“T-Those bastards. How could they hurt something as precious as you?!" His grip tightened on you, making you gasp.

"I-I think you heard enough-"

“N-No Y/N please, go on... I-I don't even know why I started cry, just I-"

You brought a hand into his hair, hoping to calm him down. "Shh..."

Rin seemed to calm down after a bit from the gesture, making you smile. After a bit, you didn't hear sniffles anymore.

"You feeling better?" You asked, pulling away from the embrace to look at him. His eyes were stained with oil stains, making your heart hurt from the sight alone.

“Y-Yeah." Rin replied, wiping the remaining tears off his face. "Now continue..."

You wanted to say no, you really did. You just didn't want to hear or see him crying again, but he needed to know. "I-If you're comfortable with it, then I will. Don't worry it gets better."

Rin nodded, moving his head to be placed onto of yours. "I hope so..."

"I decided to drop of out the highschool I was in, and the job I had. I grabbed what I could and snuck out and never looked back. Best decision I've ever made. All because of my online friends."

Rin's eyes sparkled hearing that, a creeping smile appearing on his face.

"My online friends told me about a place called Vinyl City, which is were they lived. I was working on getting education when it came to music, and said fuck it and I flew over here with the remaining money I had to start a knew life. They help me so much to get me on my feet..." You paused, pushing yourself away from Rin to cup his metal cheek.

"If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't be where I am today, and I'd never meet my bestest friend in the world, and the one I love most that's always kept me going." You meant every word, but in the moment, you accidentally let the last words leave your lips, feeling yourself more exposed then ever.

Rin's mouth opened a little, expressing he was in shock. Your story was sad yes, but you beat the odds and made a better life for yourself, and the matter of fact that you loved him.

"Love... that's what I was looking for!"

You looked at him puzzled, now slipping your hand from his cheek. Rin noticed this and caught your hand, putting your hand back on his cheek.

"When I was coming here to ask you about this, my whole body didn't stop moving. All I thought about was you as I ran to the room. I wasn't just worried and scared." Rin paused, averting his eyes away from you for a second. "I-I also loved- love you! Even before the upgrade. I always had this urge to protect you. I didn't know why until now, and now I know."

This confession left you stunned, feeling the wave of emotion hit you. "Y-You're kidding right?"

"No I'm not! Y/N, I didn't know you were so brave just- I- you're incredible, I love you!" Rin stuttered his words, but managed to pull you into a loving kiss, he couldn't hold himself back anymore from expressing how much he loved you.

"Rin..." You muffled against his lips, feeling Rin push you down on the bed. You felt yourself smile, feeling so much better then before for finally telling someone about your past with no judgement or ridicule, and that you finally confessed your love to your best friend and he accepted them back.

Rin pulled away after a bit to let you breathe. He could kiss you forever if it wasn't for the fact you needed air to breathe. Your lips felt like velvet against his own. His coloured cheeks grew brighter the longer he looked at you when he pulled away, making you giggle.

"Can't believe the leader of 1010 is embarrassed, how cute.”

Rin looked away from you, laying down beside you to put his neck in your neck. “Mmh..."

You knew right then and there that he wasn't planning to move anytime soon, so you got yourself comfortable, and started running a hand through his silk-like hair. The silence in the room was nice. The sound of Rin's fans and heart calmed you. They seemed to slow down as the minutes went by, indicating he was fully relaxed. As you layed there with your new lover, you had high hopes for your guy's future, and you not letting your past take over you.

Mannn I almost started tearing up while writing this… thank you for the request @ringothesparkling. ;;

#nsr #nostraightroads #no straight roads x reader #nsr 1010 #white 1010 #rin x reader #nsr rin #scars #abusewarning #x female reader #iforgottoaddtagshereeariler #imdumbashell #nsr x reader #nsr 1010 x reader #white 1010 x reader #comfort #OB’s Headcannons

[nsr-scrapped-records]

White 1010: *seductively lays across table*

Y/N:

White 1010: Hey se- *table breaks*

#White 1010 #NSR Rin #1010 #NSR 1010 #NSR x Reader #No Straight Roads #source: twitter

[smittenroses]

7 minutes in musical heaven - Rin || White 1010

Rin’s face seemed to sour at the sudden intrusion of his brother’s hand into your view, but before you could even have the chance to even demand for your pencil back, Rin had already snatched you up and started carrying you away from the group.

“Rin!” You could hear the rest of the robotic group called, mixed in with a chorus of ‘not fair’s and ‘that’s cheating’s, though as you looked up at the white haired robot, his face was surprisingly flat for once, almost like how he was when you had first met him years ago. “I started this game because I wanted to play with you…” You could hear the robotic grumblings under his electronic breath.

No, there was no way he could be- was the charismatic, leader and most beloved out of the group of his brothers, jealous? There had to be no way, pressing your lips into a thin line as you realised that yes, the white 1010, the Rin, the sexiest 1010, was jealous. This had to be too good to be true, no, there was no way in all the seven seas.

“Rin, are you jealous?” And for once, the robot paused in his tracks, his usually white glow growing pink as he stared ahead.

“Maybe.” Now wasn’t that cute? Taking the chance while he was frozen in place, you were able to swing yourself back down to the ground, your shoes landing first before you looked back up towards the robot.

“Listen, if you wanted to ask me out on a date, all you had to do was ask.” You gave a light smile, pulling one of your many business cards out from your pocket as you pressed it into the robot’s hand.

“You have a phone, just let me know when and where and I’ll show up for a date.”

And that’s how you figured out how easy it was to accidently break down a 1010.

#no straight roads #nsr #nsr 1010 #no straight roads 1010 #rin #1010 rin #white 1010 #1010 white #no straight roads x reader #im back bitches #⁅ » Writings ⁆

[nessinborderland]

Arisu (idk if you write for him) with a gamer S/O ?

Pairing: Arisu x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Words: 1010

Summary: Your boyfriend thinks he can win you at all the games. You're going to prove him wrong.

Notes: So, the closest thing I do to a gamer is watch Markiplier gameplays and play The Sims lol. With that said, please keep in mind that this is nothing like you asked 😂. Still hope you enjoy tho 💕.

“Die, die, die!” you scream as you abuse the button of your controller, firing shot after shot, "Oh c'mon man, are you kidding me?" You exclaim as your character is shot right in the head.

Game over.

"Headshot!" Arisu cheers beside you. "You lose," he says with a grin. "Again."

"Maybe if you weren't a cheater..." You mumble, pouting.

"Oh c'mon Y/N, don't be such a sore loser." you hear Chota laugh through your headset. "No one can beat Arisu when it comes to games."

"You hear that, no one can beat me," he wiggles his eyebrows at you.

"Well, I still beat your ass at Mario Kart every single time, so..." He sticks out his tongue in a playful gesture, and you have to control yourself not to kiss him. 

"You should let your girl win sometimes, Arisu," Karube says in a teasing tone, "Show her how nice of a boyfriend you can be."

"If you ever lose on purpose I'll hide your PS5," you threaten with a stare in his direction. He laughs and kisses your cheek.

"You're really cute when you lose," he says as he shoots yet another player. You lightly hit his arm, leaning back on the couch with a smile. He's lucky he's cute.

You watch him play for a few more minutes, hearing him and his friends banter as they win round after round. An idea pops into your head. 

Let's see if he actually wins every single time.

"Ryohei?" You call. No answer; he's completely focused on the game. Good. 

You're only wearing a t-shirt and a pair of booty shorts, no bra. Your shirt soon is on the ground, followed by your shorts. You glance at him, expecting a reaction. Nope, still staring at the TV.

Your hand goes to touch his knee, but he still doesn't react. You raise a brow; how dare he not notice you?

You're on your knees in front of him in a second. Arisu does a double-take. His eyes widen, and his laugh is interrupted when he gasps, choking. You can faintly hear Chota ask if he's okay.

"Yeah I- I- I'm fine!" He answers in a high tone. His eyes jump from your breasts to the TV screen, and you can't help but smirk. "Y/N, wha- what are you doing?" he whispers.

"Nothing much," your hands slide up his thighs, fingertips grazing his sweatpants right over his growing bulge. "Just want to play a game." You feel him twitch under your palm. His face is red as a tomato, and you can see him hesitate between focusing on you or the game. "Keep playing," you say as you firmly palm his hard-on. "Don't stop playing until you're coming in my mouth."

Arisu makes a sound between a moan and a squeak, nodding. His hands are holding the control so tightly that his knuckles are white. It makes you smirk even wider. You help him pull his pants down, finally freeing his erection.

You look him right in the eyes as you lean in to give an experimental lick on his tip. He jolts forward with a gasp, a hand rising to turn off his microphone. You grab his wrist, stopping him. "Leave it on, baby." He stares at you with wide eyes and gulps, "You'll have to control yourself."

You're back to giving your full attention to his cock, tongue licking and pressing on all the pressure points that you know make him shudder. Your eyes never leave his. You notice how much he's struggling to do what you said, lips between his teeth. He's making such an effort to be quiet.

You finally put his cock in your mouth, swallowing when his tip hits the back of your throat. He thrusts into you with a loud moan, and you gag before starting to suck him off. The hands on the control shake and someone says something through his headset.

"N-no I'm fine I- I just hit my...my elbow, yes." He says as he slowly thrusts into your mouth. You give a particular hard suck on his tip, and his eyes roll back. You think you can see blood on his lips, from how hard he's biting them. "Ka- Karube, enemy behind you... watch out- ahh fuck, yes." He says a little too loudly.

You take him out of your mouth, a string of saliva still connecting your lips to his tip. You raise on your knees and lean forward until your breasts are touching his cock. He opens his legs wider to let you in between them, and you smile at how eager he is.

His eyes wide as you start using your tits to fuck him, squeezing them together with his cock between them. One of his hands let go of the controller to gently push your head down. You comply and open your mouth, licking his tip as your tits squeeze the rest of his shaft.

Your underwear is drenched at this point, and you have to control yourself to not sit on his lap and ride him to completion. God help this man, because you will ride him right after he comes in your mouth, doesn't matter how sensitive he is.

You can feel him getting closer as his thrusts start getting shallow, his attention focused more on you. You don't know how he's still playing. You shift to get him into your mouth, swallowing him as deep as you can.

He's coming with a strangled moan, head back as he spills into your mouth. You swiftly swallow his cum, giving a final lick to his shaft before standing up and sitting on his lap.

You peck his lips and glance back at the TV.

"Hmm, you don't always win after all." You say with a chuckle.

"Let's do this again, I can be better," Arisu says between panting breaths. You shrug, grinding on his now soft cock.

"So get ready for Round 2, baby." You kiss him again, "I'm not letting you go until you win."

#anon #ryohei arisu #arisu imagines #alice in borderland fanfic #submission #one shot

[nostraightheadcanons]

☆ Summer Mornings Rin | White 1010 X Reader ☆

Laying in bed with them he could want nothing more. The sun is peeking out the curtains, birds chirping, it was a lazy kind of morning with the two of the lover's bodies interlocked. His hands snake through their messy locks as he holds their sleeping form close. Twirling locks around his fingers as he plants a small kiss on their forehead. Sleepy kisses being peppered around their face as he leans into the crook of their neck "Wake up, my love~" The gentle hum of his voice vibrates ever so slightly near their ear. 

He can't help but chuckle as they whine a bit shuffling as the morning sun hits their sleepy eyes. He finds them simply adorable, the warmth of the sun on his back. The fuzziness that bubbles in his chest as he looks down upon their dreamy face. A small smile curls upon his lips as he lets out a content sigh. He wishes the small moments like these could last forever. Just him and Y/N, tangled in a lovers embrace. Nothing in this world mattered other than this moment. His hands travel down their back as he breaks the space between them both, laying their head on his chest so they could hear the rhythmic beat of his metallic core . Fingertips dancing down their exposed skin, exploring each and every inch of them. 

They were simply stunning. His one and only beauty. It felt like a dream to wake up to them each morning. A dream he never wishes to end. "We can't sleep the day away, you know~" He'd tease them with a grin. "But I'll make an exception just this once" Rin isn't opposed to staying in bed, cuddling them all day. Their touch was simply intoxicating. He couldn't get enough. 

Their love, Their kisses. Their everything meant the world to him. They were all he needed. 

"Oh? An exception, what would it be this time hmm?" Y/N perked up slightly looking up at him curiously, slightly amused as to what excuse he’d pull out this time just to cuddle with them a little longer. So called leader of 1010, right? Completely hooked on their love where nothing else in the world would matter when they were by his side. Rin would mumble once more before closing his eyes nuzzling into their hair, his words barely intelligible. “What was that?” Y/N teased slightly causing Rin to groan, as much of an ideal boyfriend he was he couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed pouring out his heart to someone so truthfully. He had only ever used the recycled roulette of pickup lines stored in his database when it came to charming fans. But speaking so truthfully and honestly from the heart? Such an experience was new to him, genuine love and affection was always so foreign for a superstar  such as himself. Tailor made to be the ideal man, the perfect boyfriend fans adored him and his smooth moves. But it was Y/N who saw past the facade, they didn’t want perfect or ideal. They just wanted him and his authentic self. A rarity in this world he has come to live in but he would never trade such a gem for anything. “I guess what I’m saying is I, I really love you...” He breathed out slowly, his cheek plates dusting a light pink tinge just showing how flustered he really was becoming. He could never fathom how those three words were so hard to say, but now he truly understood. Out of all the odds they managed to capture his heart and he couldn’t be happier. He’d offer them the world if he could but for now his heart will do and all he’d ask in return is to be by their side. His one and only love. ☆ A small mini x reader because it’s self indulgent hours ☆

#Shoot an ask or suggestion if you'd like me to write more #mod nine #nsr #nsr x reader #no straight roads #no straight roads x reader #nsr 1010 #1010 x reader #nsr hcs #no straight roads headcanons #nsr imagines #nsr rin

[ladyorlandodream]

Lady Dimitrescu-tag FanFiction List PART 5

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 part 6   part 7

871) Another Story DLC (Chapters in progress)

872) Oh, To Be The Lady's (Chapters in progress)

873) Rust (Chapters in progress)

874) Serendipity (Chapters in progress)

875) Mechanical Hearts (Chapters in progress)

876) Bela’s Pet (Chapters in progress)

877) The day the earth stood still (Chapters, Completed)

878) Parasite: Karl Heisenberg x Oc (Chapters, Completed)

879) A Life Of Peace (Chapters in progress)

880) Obscenum (short story)

881) I can't believe I am stuck with y'all (short story)

882) Oneshots and Headcanons For RE8 (Chapters in progress)

883) Countenance (Chapters in progress)

884) Drain You|(mostly) Gay Resident Evil Oneshots (Chapters in progress)

885) Payback (short story)

886) The Devil In I (Chapters in progress)

887) Maiden's Cum (short story)

888) A Jewel To Be Won (Chapters in progress)

889) The Fugitive (Finding Home)

890) Resident Evil Village: A Different Path (Chapters in progress)

891) to be body and nothing else (short story)

892) connoisseur of comfort (Chapters, Completed)

893) A Great and Terrible Beauty (short story)

894) In League with Dragons (Chapters in progress)

895) Helpless (short story)

896) The Dragon’s Den (Chapters, Completed)

897) I Don't Wanna Go (short story)

898) Ladies of the Night (short story)

899) The Dimitrescu Line (Chapters in progress)

900) Devotion By Choice (Chapters in progress)

901) Lady Dimitrescu captured by Umbrella (short story)

902) Roses and Thorns (Chapters in progress)

903) For the Lords (Chapters in progress)

904) A Meeting in Snow (Chapters in progress)

905) a lesser woman (Chapters in progress)

906) Wings (short story)

907) Fools in Love (short story)

908) For All Eternity (Chapters, Completed)

909) Safe Now (short story)

910) Resident Evil: Village Incorrect Quotes Resident Evil: Village Incorrect Quotes

911) Flesh and Blood (Chapters Completed)

912) Past Memories, New Body (Chapters Completed)

913) The Safe Room (short story)

914) ... (Karl Heisenberg x Reader/OC) (Chapters in progress)

915) Something Other Than Shame (Chapters in progress)

916) Protector of the Home (short story)

917) A Spark of Redemption (Chapters in progress)

918) Karl Heisenberg x OC (Chapters in progress)

919) The Killing Cure(Chapters in progress)

920) Soliloquy (short story)

921) Souls of Iron (Chapters in progress)

922) Her Pet (short story)

923) call me by your lover (Chapters Completed)

924) Living in My Demise (Chapters in progress)

925) Metal Gun and Love (Chapters Completed)

926) With a voice like that, there is no need for choirs (short story)

927) Astraphobia (short story)

928) Babysitter (short story)

929) Iron Heart ➢ Karl Heisenberg x FEM!reader (Chapters in progress)

930) Shared Nightmare (an OC / Resident Evil: Village fanfic) (Chapters in progress)

931) I'll Always Come Back (short story)

932) Impossible Tasks (Chapters in progress)

933) What Mothers Do (short story)

934) From Desperation Blooms Life (Chapters in progress)

935) Forbidden Desires (Chapters in progress)

936) Requests for the Dimitrescu! (short story)

937) His Doll (Chapters in progress)

938) Only the hallowed wade in ponds of azure (short story)

939) Stay a night.. (Chapters in progress)

940) Sleeping Beauty (Chapters in progress)

941) Peace through Superior Firepower (Chapters Completed)

942) Like A Lamb to the Slaughter (Chapters in progress)

943) Snugglebugs (short story)

944) Lost Descendant (Chapters in progress)

945) The Countess and the Lord (short story)

946) Better Yourself (short story)

947) A Herculean Effort (or two) (Chapters in progress)

948) before blood and water, there was only thirst (Chapters in progress)

949) Resident Evil Imagines (Chapters in progress)

950) Charade (Chapters in progress)

951) 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬. (short story)

952) Life at castle Dimitrescu (short story)

953) Peaches & Roses (Chapters in progress)

954) The Price We Must Pay (Chapters Completed)

955) Ivory Keys, Ivory Buttons (Chapters Completed)

956) Helping Bela dye her hair (short story)

957) A starter guide on how to be your teacher's favorite student (short story)

958) Her Most Precious Treasure (short story)

959) Hazbin Hotel x Helluva Boss x Resident Evil Cast (Main Games) (Chapters Completed)

960) Chrysanthemums and Amaranths (short story)

961) Belas Fear (Chapters Completed)

962) The Storm That Started It All (Chapters in progress)

963) Door #2 (Chapters in progress)

964) Kiss my knuckles and beg me to hurt you (short story)

965) And then there were five (Chapters Completed)

966) Delicate (Chapters in progress)

967) In The Dead Of Winter (Chapters in progress)

968) Numb (Chapters in progress)

969) bow and arrow (short story)

970) A Tear in the Timeline: What If? (Chapters in progress)

971) The Cure to Poison (Chapters in progress)

972) Firestarter (Chapters in progress)

973) Always and Forever (Chapters in progress)

974) Daughter Dearest (Chapters in progress)

975) Always and forever One-shots (Chapters in progress)

976) Tangled in Red {HIATUS} (Chapters in progress)

977) Plaything (Chapters in progress)

978) Held It In (Chapters Completed)

979) The Wolf and the Iron Steed (Chapters in progress)

980) Village of Secrets (Chapters in progress)

981) Is this an Adventure or a Horror? (Chapters in progress)

982) The Blood Stained Snow at the Bottom of the Hill (Chapters in progress)

983) Calamity (Andrea) (Chapters in progress)

984) Ophelia (short story)

985) Forging the Way Forward (Chapters in progress)

986) Go Gently (short story)

987) Innocent mistakes (short story)

988) Sânge Primordial (Chapters in progress)

989) Ignoring Canon: Poor Hobo Mechanic (Chapters in progress)

990) Agreeing at a price (short story)

991) Tainted (Chapters in progress)

992) The Legend of Zelda: Trope Wars (Chapters in progress)

993) Oh My God, You're Chris Redfield (Chapters in progress)

994) Blood Hydrangea (Chapters in progress)

995) Listen to me countess (Chapters in progress)

996) I Push, You Pull (short story)

997) Reincarnation (Chapters in progress)

998) The Long Mile (Chapters in progress)

999) Brought to Light (short story)

1000) to love and to lose (Chapters Completed) 1001) Two Shorten the Road (Chapters in progress)

1002) Wonderland (Chapters in progress)

1003) Village of Shadows (Chapters in progress)

1004) Family Pet (Chapters in progress)

1005) Deadly Nightshade (Chapters in progress)

1006) Heavy Metal Lover (Chapters in progress)

1007) What Could Have Been (Chapters in progress)

1008) Maybe...? (short story)

1009) room for growth

1010) Never They Will Not (Chapters Completed)

1011) When the Gears Start Clicking (Chapters Completed)

1012) The Four Families (Chapters in progress)

1013) Fine Things (Chapters in progress)

1014) Oneshots (Chapters in progress)

1015) A Honey Soaked Lullaby (short story)

1016) The Pet and the Pendulum (Chapters Completed)

1017) The Heisenberg Option (Chapters in progress)

1018) Lady Dimitrescu Isn't That Bad If You Ignore That She Tried To Kill Me! (short story)

1019) She Lit A Fire (Chapters Completed)

1020) Remove Your Hat! (short story)

1021) Reset (short story)

1022) Steel and Ash (short story)

1023) Stranger in a Strange Land (Chapters in progress)

1024) The Lady's Wife (Chapters in progress)

1025) The many joys of a broken life (Chapters in progress)

1026) The Lord of House Zamfir (Chapters in progress)

1027) The Morning After (short story)

1028) the coffee maker (short story)

1029) SUBJECT 06 (Chapters in progress)

1030) Defective (short story)

1031) “ Happy Birthday! ” (short story)

1032) Anything for You (Chapters Completed)

1033) the flowers are dead, fruit doesn’t taste the same (short story)

1034) A New Home (short story)

1035) Criminal (Karl Heisenberg x Original Character)

1036) Living with man-eaters (Dimitrescu and daughters x male reader) (Chapters in progress)

1037) What If We Had The Choice? (short story)

1038) Mrs. Crocodile (short story)

1039) Step On Me Tall Lady (short story)

1040) Drinking Pal (short story)

1041) The Deal We Made (ReaderXHeisenberg) (Chapters in progress)

1042) Nimble Fingers (short story)

1043) One day, the flower shall bloom (Chapters in progress)

1044) Multi-Verse Crack-shots (Chapters in progress)

1045) Family Matters (Chapters in progress)

1046) Pretty Little Thing (short story)

1047) Sweet Sacrilege (Chapters Completed)

1048) Self Indulgence (Chapters in progress)

1049) Deeper Roots (Chapters in progress)

1050) Karl Heisenberg: Five Star Fuckup (Chapters in progress)

1051) The Crows (Chapters in progress)

1052) The Apprentice (Chapters in progress)

1053) Lycanthropy (Chapters in progress)

1054) That was a Choice... (Chapters in progress)

1055) Already Dripping For Me, Pet? (Chapters in progress)

1056) Oh Heathens, Mine (short story)

1057) Black song, white scales (short story)

1058) Seal Lullaby (short story)

1059) The Iron Briar (Chapters in progress)

1060) A maiden's tale (short story)

1061) Terroir (short story)

1062) In the Face of Evil: A Resident Evil Village AU (Chapters in progress)

1063) Jedem das Seine (short story)

1064) Eye of the beholder (Chapters in progress)

1065) Together (Chapters in progress)

1066) BelaDonna Collection [HIATUS] (Chapters in progress)

1067) Ghost Love Score (short story)

1068) Poison & Rust (Chapters in progress)

1069) Acceptance (Chapters Completed)

1070) simple favours (short story)

1071) Red Fish, Blue Fish (Chapters in progress)

1072) The Snowfall Conundrum (Chapters in progress)

1073) Dinner for Two (short story)

1074) Make Me Holy (short story)

1075) A midsummers night monster (Chapters in progress)

1076) Don’t post this without a title- me (Chapters in progress)

1077) The Fisherman's Daughter (Chapters in progress)

1078) The Monsters We Find (Chapters in progress)

1079) Social Engineering (Chapters in progress)

1080) Look After Them (And Try Not to Make too Much of a Mess) (short story)

1081) Hearts of Stone (short story)

1082) The Iron Alpha (Chapters Completed)

1083) An Act of Kindness (Chapters Completed)

1084) Pursuit Of A Maiden's Heart (Chapters in progress)

1085) Iubirea Lui Pierdută | Karl Heisenberg (Chapters in progress)

1086) Venomous Cure (short story)

1087) Karl Heisenberg x m!reader oneshots (Chapters in progress)

1088) Eat of Me, Drink of Me (short story)

1089) Bittersweet (short story)

1090) Worst holiday ever...unless? (Chapters in progress)

1091) New in town (Chapters in progress)

1092) The Steel Omega (Chapters Completed)

1093) Psychic Attraction (Chapters in progress)

1094) Start Running (Chapters in progress)

1095) Рухлядь (short story)

1096) Blood War Rebellion (Chapters in progress)

1097) Rewarding Myself (Chapters Completed)

1098) can you feel my heart? (Chapters Completed)

1099) An evening in the castle (short story)

1100) Carrion Eating and Other Such Transgressions (Chapters in progress)

#LADY DIMITRESCU #LADY ALCINA DIMITRESCU #ALCINA DIMITRESCU #RE8 #RESIDENT EVIL 8 #LADY DIMITRESCU FANFICTIONS #HOUSE OF DIMITRESCU #COUNTESS ALCINA DIMITRESCU

[blog4snape]

A New Coat

Pairing: Severus Snape x Reader

Genre: ...Fluff?

Summary: You buy Severus a new coat. He doesn’t seem too fond of it.

Word Count: 1010

Warnings: insecurity, doubt, minor spat, white lies, some hinted spicy at the end

Date Written: 9/4/2020

~~~~~

November 1979

“A new coat?” 

“Yeah!” You grinned, brandishing it in front of him. 

He furrowed his brows, staring at the thick, dark fabric adorned in millions of buttons. “Why-”

“-don’t you try it on?” You interrupted, pushing it even closer to him. 

He looked up at you, and knit his brows even closer together.

“Come on, then!” You bounced on the pads of your feet. “Give me your arm!”

He sighed, rolling his dark eyes and holding a narrow arm out. You slipped the sleeve on him easily. He was compliant enough to turn around and give you his other arm. He faced you, straightening his shoulders and adjusting his collar. 

“You look so handsome!” You gushed, starting to button his coat. 

His cheeks burned and some strands of his hair fell into his face. “Stop.” He said, rolling his eyes in annoyance. You didn’t need your sight to tell you that it was feigned, from the rosy color of his cheeks to the quirk of the left corner of his lip. 

You chuckled. “Just look at yourself in the mirror if you don’t believe me!” 

He sighed, walking away from your moving fingers and looking at the mirror resting above the mantel. He fidgeted with the sleeves and the high collar, scrutinizing his appearance.

You followed behind him, wrapped your arms around his middle, and rested your chin on his shoulder. You looked at him in the mirror, two very different expressions adorned your faces. Your eyes were soft, taking in his appearance. “The sleeves are long, but I think overall it suits you very well.”

He continued to stare at himself through the glass.

You reached up to brush his hair out of his face, but he took your hand and held it instead. He squeezed it gently between his thin fingers and turned around to look you in the eye. “Why did you buy me this coat?” He interrogated.

“I saw it in the window, I thought it would look good on you.”

He raised his brow at you.

“I stood corrected-” He let go of your hand, insecurity flashed in his eyes. You grinned, inching your face closer to him. You put your hands on his shoulders, rubbing your thumbs in circles as deep as the coat would allow. In a low voice, you rasped, “It looks incredible on you.”

He took a sharp inhale, face red. 

You closed your eyes and leaned in to kiss him, but he put his index finger to your lips, halting your movement. Your eyes opened again.

“How much did you spend on this coat?”

“Not much, I found it at a second-hand store-”

“The tag says otherwise.” He glared.

You retreated, taking your hands off of his shoulders. You sighed, caught in your lie. “So what if I got it at a boutique in Diagon Alley? It fits you like a glove.” You attempted to flirt, running a hand down his chest.

He brushed off your hand and scowled at what you said. “You shouldn’t be spending your money on frivolous things like this.”

“How is this frivolous?” You questioned. “And also, I can spend my money on whatever I want.” You added.

He rolled his eyes. “That may be true, but you shouldn’t waste your money on things like this.”

You heard his meaning behind his words. “I bought new boots last week and you didn’t say anything.” You mentioned offhandedly, pointing at your shoes.

His eyes followed your finger. “They’re nice boots.” He complimented, with a confused tone and a raised eyebrow.

“Yes. But I didn’t need them.” You countered, holding up your index finger.

“...And?” He asked.

“You need the coat.” You explained.

“I have a perfectly fine coat.” He argued. 

“That old raggedy thing? Its holes have holes!” You snapped.

“I haven’t gotten around to mending them yet-” He looked away, arms crossed over his chest.

“The fabric is so thin and worn out that even if you try to mend it, it’ll just create more tears and holes! I wouldn’t even give that to wear to a dog in summer, let alone my boyfriend in Autumn.”

He glared at you.

“The money isn’t a problem, is it?” You offered softly.

He turned away and sat down on the sofa. You followed, putting a hand on his shoulder.

“Severus,” You started. He didn’t turn around. You sighed, knowing he was still listening to you. “Can you do me a favor?”

He turned his head slightly and looked at you with his dark eyes.

“Please accept my gift?” You scooted closer. “I know I should have asked first and I’m sorry- I’m also sorry for lying about where I got it. I hoped you’d accept it if I gave it to you anyways and kept you from worrying about the price… by lying. It wasn’t right.”

He sighed, turning around and taking you into his arms. “Thank you. For the gift and for apologizing.” You nuzzled further into his arms. “I’ll keep the coat. It was getting chilly anyways.”

You grinned and squeezed him tight. “I love you.”

He chuckled, combing through your hair with his fingers. “I know. I love you too.” Severus’s thumb rubbed gentle circles into the nape of your neck. 

You hummed, quite enjoying the feeling. You looked up at him with lidded eyes and licked your lips. “You know...” You started, in a low voice. “You do look ravishing in that coat.” You ran your fingers across the endless column of buttons.

“Oh?” He questioned, a smirk on his features. “Is that so?”

You bit your lip and nodded.

“Hm, I’m afraid I don’t understand.” His smirk grew even wider.

“Could I-” You nearly lost your voice as he used one hand to slowly undo the buttons closest to his Adam's apple. “Could I show you?” You cleared your throat. 

“I suppose that would be acceptable.” He teased, brushing his long fingers across your jaw and his scarred thumb on your bottom lip. You leaned in and kissed him breathless.

~~~

A/N: hope you liked it! this is a part of a larger series of one shots called afterimages of you. also, thank you all for the lovely birthday wishes, this is my birthday gift,,,  to you guys lol. that & the ootd snep i drew earlier

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[spectral-apparitions]

1010 (or maybe rin) with a reader who helps them with their choreography / moves ?

White/Rin:

- He’s thanking you constantly. “Thank you for the help, baby” “That’s a great idea, thanks sweetie”

-No matter what skeptical comments may get thrown your way, he believes that every one of your ideas is worth trying. He believes you have a good perspective as someone close to 1010 and who knows the audience somewhat.

-Eventually, he gets so expectant of your input that if you don’t have commentary on the latest choreography, he seeks you out and asks for your opinion.

-He’s used to being the one front and center, so any arrangement that requires he be further back or doing something less eye-catching, he likes a second opinion that he’s laying low enough to let one of the other members be the focus.

-He finds it sweet that you care so much to help him, or the others. He makes sure to tell you how much he adores you consideration often.

-Occasionally teases you by asking if you’ll give him a kiss if he does well.

-Frequently makes eye contact with you and gives you flirty looks during practice.

-Also likes to pull you into a dance, claiming he needs extra practice with partnered moves, as an excuse to be close to you.

-”I didn’t quite understand that...Will you show me?” (whether or not he understood he just wants to see you try to pull off whatever move you described)

-Yes, the many ways he uses this situation as a means to flirt is cheesy, but he can’t get enough of you. He loves if he can fluster you with it too.

-He really does think that you have great ideas and are very creative. He makes sure to let you know often.

1010 as a group:

-They’re great at memorizing and synchronizing their routines once one is established. So you really don’t have to do much to help them in practicing.

-Still, they love praise and affirmation. So every comment you can give about their progress, they eagerly take.

-You get a lot of thanks and praise from them for your help.

-When they have free time while you’re around, they ask you about your inspiration for moves you think of, your process for judging choreography.

-And they want to know if you dance. No matter what the answer is, they plan on pulling you into spontaneous dances.

-Neon J is primarily the one who writes the choreography. But as he realizes he hits creative blocks at times and 1010 likes your input, he lets you work on writing as well.

#writing #imagines #no straight roads #no straight roads x reader #1010 #1010 x reader #white 1010 #white 1010 x reader #rin no straight roads #rin x reader

[kopikokun]

DAY SIX: kim jungwoo.

↳ i happen to make very good hot chocolate. don’t look down on me.

pairing: brother’s best friend!jungwoo x reader

contain(s): fluff, older brother!kun, childhood friends to lovers

word count: 1010 words

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— 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝.

You remember the date exactly: 6th December—the day you and Jungwoo explicitly went against your older brother’s words, right under his nose.

    “Don’t pull anything while I’m gone.”

    Was what Kun had said, neck wrapped in a fuzzy mustard scarf and his head of hair adorning a beanie of the same shade. Really, in that get-up, your brother looked the furthest from threatening, but in your peripheral vision, Jungwoo was uncharacteristically stiff. From your spot on the couch, you really didn’t intend to eavesdrop, but it was practically impossible not to; they were being so glaringly obvious. It was criminal if you didn’t.

    Kun had stopped midway out the door just to rasp the warning out, his breath leaving his chapped lips in cold wisps. His gaze hardened. “I mean it, Jungwoo.”

    Jungwoo was indisputably nervous, yet he easily slipped into an insouciant smile. “Of course, man. I’d never do anything you wouldn’t.”

    Kun squinted, his face a prime example of dubiety, as if to say, That’s bull. Regardless, he nodded shortly, turning on his heel and trudging down the remainder of the path. Jungwoo stood rooted to his spot until Kun’s car disappeared down the road; a dark fleck against the white snow.

    He pushed the door shut, movements oozing with relief: loose shoulders, languorous gait and an easy-going smile directed at you. “That was unnecessarily stressful.”

    “Sorry, Kun can be—”

    “Overbearing,” Jungwoo said for you, “I know. We’re friends, after all.” You casted a sympathetic smile at him.

    A familiar tension permeated the room soon after, as it tended to. The air felt thick with Jungwoo’s cologne: orange and pine, reminiscent of autumn. His stare scorched your skin and you felt the sudden urge to fan yourself, despite the freezing temperature.

    You coughed lightly, growing increasingly antsy. “Maybe we should… hang out in my ro—”

    “Your room?” Jungwoo cracked a grin.

    A blossom of bashful heat unfurled in your cheeks. “I - I didn’t mean it like that.”

    “I know,” he chuckled, eyes glinting beneath the lights, “still, I don’t think we should—whether I could do that, regardless of what you meant.”

    “Right,” you croaked. “Noted.”

    Another bout of anxiety, of twiddling thumbs, waiting for the other to say something first.

    “Do you want some hot chocolate?”

    You had lifted your gaze from the clasped hands which sat snugly in your lap. “You know how to make hot chocolate?”

    “Of course I do,” he rested his palm flat upon his chest, mocking a wounded expression, “and I happen to make very good hot chocolate, at that.”

    You arched a brow in challenge. “Alright then, be my guest. You know where the kitchen is.”

    Jungwoo didn’t just know where the kitchen was, in fact, you were certain he knew where every single item in the house was. He had perhaps even acquainted himself with every crevice and corner too. You’d known Jungwoo longer than you’d known anyone else (excluding Kun, of course). He and Kun had been deskmates in kindergarten and a friendship had naturally woven itself into existence since then. You and Jungwoo had always been close, but you couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment where you had wanted to be closer. Maybe it was when you had scraped your knee badly after a catastrophic skating incident and he’d made you forget all about it with ludicrous jokes that weren’t even funny as he patched the injury up. Maybe it was when your first boyfriend had dumped you and Jungwoo had stroked your hair as you sobbed into his shoulder, undoubtedly staining his jacket with tears and snot. Maybe it was when he’d spent all night, learning how to make your favourite dish even though he’d showed up the next day with cuts all over his fingers. You couldn’t precisely distinguish exactly when and what because the details seemed so futile in the bigger picture; it was every day and everything about Jungwoo. It was simply because he was Jungwoo, and who needed anything more?

    “So, how is it?” he probed as you sipped on the hot chocolate thoughtfully. “Good, right?”

    After a bit of consideration, you nodded slowly, deliberately. A coquettish smile presented itself, pulling at the ends of your lips. “A little.”

    “A little? Yeah right,” scoffed Jungwoo, ridiculed. “Let me have a taste.”

    You passed him the mug, his icy fingers brushing against yours; a whisper of a touch, or a stirring in the winter air.

    Jungwoo had said sip, but he took more of a swig, swallowing the drink down with haste. “Liar. It tastes amazing.”

    His tongue, the colour of the bubblegum he used to steal from Kun’s backpack to split with you after school, peeked out to lap up the chocolate smeared across his top lip. He missed a spot. You leant forward without prior thought, like the two of you were once again just little kids wreaking havoc at the park or sharing ghost stories in the pitch black of midnight, not the adults you were now, the ones who snuck fleeting glances, heavy with yearn, temptation threatening to strike like an icicle dangling precariously on the side of a rooftop.

    “You missed a spot,” you echoed. Your proximity rammed into you like a freight train and you had to physically remind yourself to breathe. Jungwoo had the prettiest eyes. They reminded you of the gold necklace he bought for your fifteenth birthday, the one that still hung around your neck, hidden by the collar of your sweater, cold on your heated skin. The light reflecting off his pupils were brittle snowflakes, the ones drifting down that you and him had cupped in your palms last year; so beautiful and delicate.

    You swiped the corner of his lip, your eyes never leaving his. He gaped at you with all the restraint he could muster. Evidently, it wasn’t enough.

    Cautiously, experimentally, he cupped your cheek. You settled the weight of your face into it; a silent message.

    “I know your brother told me not to pull anything,” he murmured, “but I can’t help myself.”

#toaster: christmas 2020 #nct fluff #jungwoo fluff #kim jungwoo #nct u #nct dream #nct 127 #wayv #jungwoo nct #nct jungwoo #nct imagines #jungwoo imagines #nct scenarios #jungwoo scenarios #nct x reader #jungwoo x reader #nct drabbles #jungwoo drabbles #nct blurbs #jungwoo blurbs

[nsrficwritter]

Can I request 1010 x sweet reader headcanons please?

1010 x sweet reader

They just simp hard for you

They truly adore how sweet and kind you are it makes them feel the uwus

They're a little overprotective over you because they don't want you to get hurt

White will put a kind facade to try and get that person stop being so bad against you

Blue will just give them a bad eye and he will put his arm around you

Red will and yellow will call them out though changing in how they do it. Red will do it more aggressively and yellow will do it in a more childish way

Green will just ask a bodyguard to take that person away

In the end they all take you to a place you like so you can calm down and to spoil you like the perfect boyfriends they are

#nsr x reader #nsr 1010 #nsr #nsr imagine #no straight roads #no straight roads x reader #no straight roads 1010 #no straight roads imagine

[obsessed-bug]

(Gif made by @submech)

(I won’t write NSFW work for Mayday, Tatiana, Kliff, and Neon J.)

(I’ll write lime levels of NSFW for Zuke, DK West, Eve, and DJSS. Read the rules down below to get a better idea of what I write and don’t write.)

Rules

(Mostly) Everybody

(Request) (Fluff) Tatiana, Eve, DJSS, and Neon J with silly outgoing S/O

(Request) (Working on it!) Tatiana, Eve, DJSS, and Neon J with super serious S/O who cracks up at the silliest things

(Request) (Fluff) (Almost) All characters reaction to their S/O giving them flowers

MayDay

Zuke

DK West

(Request) (Fluff) DK West Headcanons

Kliff

(Request) (Fluff) Kliff Relationship Headcanons

Tatiana

DJSS

(Request) (Fluff) DJSS with shy S/O

(Request) (Fluffy) DJSS with a mostly tired s/o

(Request) (Angst) DJSS x Reader - Please, Please Don’t Leave…

Eve

Neon J

(Request) (Fluff) Neon J with shy S/O headcanons

(Request) (Fluff) Neon J with S/O who has random mood swings

1010

[Stupidly fluffy] 1010 x (Radio Host) Female Reader

(Fluff) 1010’s reaction to receiving flowers from their S/O?

(White) Rin

[Extra Fluffy] Rin x Female Reader - Cuddly Baby

[Fluff] Rin x Female Reader - Combat Training

[Fluff, also a lot of teasing] Rin x Female Reader - Tease

(Request) [Angst][Fluff] Rin x Reader - The Truth

[Some sexual tension, some fluff] Rin x Female Reader - Tired?

(Red) Zimelu

[Pretty fluffy… but oh my lawd why is this lime suddenly so spicy-] Zimelu x Female Reader

(Blue) Purl-Hew

[Slight-ish Lime?] [Fluff] Purl-Hew x Female Reader - Rain

(Request) [Fluff] Purl-Hew x (Chatty) Reader (Headcannons)

[Some spicy lime-] Purl-Hew x Female Reader - Lazy Morning

(Yellow) Haym

(Request from A03) [Angst] [Fluff] Haym X Female Reader - Just An Act

(Green) Eloni

[Extreme fluff] Eloni x Female Reader - Sweater Cuddles

[Depresso hours, but there’s also extreme fluff hours] Eloni x Female Reader - A Bittersweet Confession

[Not a single amount of fluff, this shit is just fucking sad ;_;] Eloni x Female Reader - This Can’t Work

#no straight roads #no straight roads x reader #nsr #nsrxreader #masterlist #zuke #mayday #neon j #djss #eve #Tatiana #no straight roads 1010 x reader #kliff

[to-boldly-nope]

Royalty- TOS Spock x Fem!Reader

Plot: {requested by @groovyfluxie} A fem!reader x TOS! Spock where they dress up as Snow White and Prince Florian for a costume party on the Enterprise

Words: 1010 ;)

A/N: I GOT CARRIED AWAY WITH THIS ONE OMG yikes yikes yikes. But let's all thank GroovyFluxie because without them then I would still only have one TOS Spock imagine. Also I found some costumes on Pinterest that add a dramatic touch to them especially Snow White's dress

Everyone was confused by Kirk's sudden announcement of a costume party. Maybe because he knew that everyone was tense and stressed or maybe he just wanted the crew to have fun.

"I think we should go in a couple's costume," you stated to Spock over lunch, causing him to furrow his brows in confusion.

"I do not understand. People know we are a couple so why would we show up in couple's costume?"

"That's the thing! We're a couple and they're expecting us to show up like that! I think the crew would be disappointed if we don't."

"Are you two discussing costumes?" Kirk asked while sitting his tray down next to Spock.

"Yes, Jim," Spock sighed.

"Great, I needed the help. Should I go as a tiger or Frankenstein?"

"Frankenstein is more of your style, James," you pointed out.

"I was leaning towards that one anyway," Kirk smiled sweetly at you. "What are you two going as?"

"Don't know yet," you shrugged while picking at your salad. "I'm trying to convince Spock for us to do couple's costumes."

"If you don't Mr. Spock, then I'll get you for mutiny."

You laughed as Spock rolled his eyes. "If you two will excuse me."

Spock left to you and Kirk laughing until your faces were red.

~

"Spock, I spent a long time on your costume and if you don't wear it then I'll be upset!" You called while fixing your sleeve puffs.

Spock came out and he looked like he wanted to hide, but he looked handsome nonetheless.

"My dear prince, you look so handsome," you gushed. "We're gonna be the talk of the party!"

"(Y/N), I still do not understand, why are we fictional characters?" He asked while walking up to you, his red cape swishing behind him.

"Because it's a costume party and when people dress up in costume then they dress up as fictional characters. It's how it's always has been. Now if we don't hurry then we're going to late," you frowned, upset as to why it felt like he didn't want to be seen with you in costume.

"Your outfit is very pleasing tonight, Snow White. Your presence will leave them in awe," he complimented while bring your hand up and kissing your knuckles.

You both left your quarters and down to the conference room. People were dressed from silly to scary to cute to sexual. Sulu was dressed as a sunflower, Scotty was a tin man, Chekov was a vampire, Bones was a cowboy, Uhura was a cat, and Kirk was Frankenstein.

"Should I bow before royalty," Bones teased with a slight bow.

"Not necessary, Doctor," Spock simply stated before dragging you along. There was food and music and plenty of conversation. People stared as the two of you walked together, admiring the beauty of your costumes.

Spock followed you to the food table and you saw a bowl full of apples. "Hey, Spock, apples."

"I am concerned for you, Ashayam," he sighed as he watch you start a conversation with Uhura.

"So, Spock, you actually did it," Kirk said slyly as he walked up to the Vulcan.

"It was the logical thing to do. After all, (Y/N) did spend most of her nights making these. It would be illogical to disappoint her."

Spock kept his eye on you as you twirled around for Uhura, the bottom of your dress poofing out from the movement. You wore a black wig with a red bow. He admired the lipstick color you chose, not too bright and not too dark. He believed that you were the most elegant person there.

"She did an amazing job on you, Prince Florian. Watch out for poison apples," he joked before leaving to talk to other crew members. You walked back over to Spock with a blush on your face.

"My dearest prince, may I have this dance?"

He grabbed your hand and put his other hand on your waist and began to slow dance to the song. People around the room stopped to watch you and Spock dance. Such an odd sight for their first officer.

He spun you around and brought you back into him. His cape and the bottom of your dress flowed elegantly. Snow White and Prince Florian. Spock and (Y/N). You always wanted a prince when you were a little girl and now you found one.

"Would you be mad if we acted put that one scene in Snow White? The last part of it where the prince comes and saves her and they live happily ever after?"

Spock didn't know what to say, but instead he smiled a smile only visible to you. "So beautiful, even in death, the dwarfs could not find it in their hearts to bury her."

Nobody mattered anymore. Who cared if this was a costume party? You found your prince.

"They fashioned a coffin of glass and gold, and kept eternal vigil at her side."

"The Prince, who had searched far and wide, heard of the maiden in the glass coffin. He went to visit her and wept internally when he saw her in eternal slumber."

"He slowly removed the lid of the casket and ran his hand across Snow White's cold cheek," you said while grabbing his hand from your waist and put it against your cheek. "The Prince knew that this will be his final goodbye."

"The Prince laid a kiss on her red lips. He did not expect anything to happen, but once the girl awoke, his heart leapt with joy. Soon, he asked Snow White's hand in marriage and they lived-"

"Happily ever after," you both said at the same time.

You slowly smiled at him, "If I could be honest, I'm no princess."

"Illogical, you have more beauty and grace than Snow White. You are indeed a princess."

"Oh, Spock," you blushed before you kissed him, earning hollers from the crowd.

"Ashayam, if I may remind you, we are in public," he mumbled against your lips.

"Who cares, we're royalty tonight."

#star trek #star trek imagines #star trek imagine #spock #tos spock #tos spock x reader #tos spock imagines