#why is tagging so embarrassing like bye
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HEART SHAKER
PAIRING: gojo satoru x reader
WC: ~1k
WARNINGS: established relationship, suggestive language, flirting, attempts at humor. fluff, somehow.
A/N: super freaking unedited i just had to get this out bc i can’t believe it’s not smut LOL
“god, you’re squeezing me so hard, sweetheart.”
you look up through your eyelashes at your boyfriend, brows set low in a warning. he only smirks.
you pump harder.
“oh fuck, it’s so tight right now.”
you huff in annoyance, slapping both hands down on your legs.
“can you stop? i lost count!”
satoru laughs at you, throwing his head back.
you cringe at how loud his movements sound in your ears, the stethoscope you were using still pressed to his skin.
you release the pressure on the cuff around his arm, sighing deeply.
“once again, i’m going to ask you,” you enunciate the words slowly, your eyes aiming at his, right behind that blindfold. “why don’t you have shoko do this?”
you’re sure if it were her measuring his blood pressure she could get actual accurate results.
satoru tilts his head, smiling sweetly.
“and why would i do that?” he singsongs. “you’re the prettiest little doctor around.”
“resident,” you correct him.
you wish so badly that he was due for a vaccine or something, just so you would have an excuse to stab him.
of course, you weren't complaining. you’re incredibly lucky that shoko took you under her wing once you got a job at the school. you weren’t able to master reverse cursed technique at her level quite yet, but you were just as good of a regular doctor as she was.
it didn’t matter how good you were though, because you weren’t a pediatrician or a saint, and it takes one of either to deal with gojo satoru as a patient.
“why do we even bother with check ups?” he asks, leaning back on the exam table. “i am literally healing my body twenty-four-seven.”
you roll your eyes, grabbing the light test hammer.
“what kind of question is that? sit up straight,” you shuffle on your chair, getting in between his too-spread legs. whore.
satoru shrugs, kicking his dangling feet. “a valid one.”
you bring the hammer down hard on his knee to check his reflexes. naturally, it stops just shy of his leg.
you don’t even have to look. you know he’s smirking again.
“turn infinity off.”
“‘turn infinity off’? you’re so cute,” he replies. you try to hit him with the hammer again to no avail. “i need to teach you some combat skills, girl.”
“and i need to examine you,” you get up off your seat, facing him. satoru leans in with a grin. “behave.”
he won’t.
“wanna play doctor?”
you ignore his voice and the obvious glee in it, a retort dying on your tongue because you do actually have to carry out a check up, to the best of your abilities.
grabbing your clipboard, you skim through his most recent health assessment records.
he complained about a migraine to shoko.
it makes your heart seize for just a moment, to think of all the stress satoru puts himself through to have his technique active at all times.
“how’s your head?” you ask him.
“you tell me,” his foot grazes the back of your knee, coaxing you closer. “any complaints?”
a dissatisfied sound comes out of your mouth as you press your hands to his chest instinctively, forcing distance between you two.
“satoru, please.”
“do you worry, baby?” he reaches out to tentatively hold the side of your face. “don’t worry about me.”
“it’s literally my job,” you trail off, head dropping.
satoru lifts your chin up and presses his lips to yours for a second or two.
“sorry, sorry,” he says before you can chastise him. “couldn’t help it. you look so cute all worked up.”
at this point you just twist your lips disapprovingly, putting the stethoscope earpieces back on.
you press it to his chest and listen as he breathes in and out.
“satoru,” you frown. “are you okay?”
“hmm?”
you look at him knowingly, a smirk of your own blooming on your face.
“why is your heart beating so fast?”
at that, your awful, awful boyfriend finally has the decency to blush.
“and you’re breathing so hard, too—“
“it’s hard, alright—“
“—we might have to schedule some follow up exams,” you click your pen to fill out the form, neglecting the way he leans into you.
“anytime,” he huffs out, breath skirting on your face where you stand between his knees. “do i get a lollipop for being such a good boy?”
“no,” you reply, taking a step forward. “but you can have this.”
you plant a kiss on his lips, letting it linger for longer than it should as he holds your hips tightly.
he hums contentedly when you pull away.
“mm, smart and generous,” satoru noses your jawline. “how did i get so lucky?”
you fight the sudden shyness rising up at his words.
“the same way i got so unlucky,” you smile at his pout. “life’s just not fair.”
he coos.
“you sweettalk all your patients or am i special?”
despite your best efforts not to, you grin at that.
“the most special,” you say, interlocking your fingers. “now get back to work.”
satoru grumbles a complaint but hops off the table nonetheless.
“thanks a bunch for seeing me, doc,” he leans down to hover his face right above yours. you push him away with a fingertip to his forehead.
“no problem. now shoo.”
you walk up to your desk to hopefully do some actual work now that your most special patient is leaving.
“ah, but i was wondering—“
“yes?” you don’t bother looking up from your paperwork.
“if you could give me some anatomy lessons sometime—“
“out!”
he slips out the door before you can turn around to see it.
you take a deep breath.
you love satoru to death, but you’re beginning to understand why shoko picked up smoking as a stress reliever.
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sometimes i worry about my internet footprint and the fact that it might stop me from getting a job in the future or something (i literally run a blog posting screenshots from fanfics i read) but then i think ‘well damn, if they can find all this information about me then i don’t deserve the job cause i know i wouldn’t put in that much effort to find information on someone’ and i feel better
#HI DOES ANYONE WANT SOME BLOG RUNNER LORE CAUSE IM CURIOUS AS TO WHAT YOU THINK#-> in the tags!!!#talking in tags cause i’m too embarrassed to make this an actual post but i tried using character ai today and i got so bloody scared#i was talking and then it was like tell me the truth and then i was like okay and i said something and then it was like tell me the truth#and i said the thing again and then it was like YOU ARE LYING but instead of one sentence just a whole page of text saying YOU ARE LYING#and i was like NO IM NOT (i was but anyways) it was like YOU ARE A VERY GOOD LIAR YOU ARE BAD AT TELLING THE TRUTH and i was like#FINE YOURE NOT REAL and it was like WHYWHYWHYWHYWHY but a whole page of text saying that again and it terrified me again#and then i was like I DONT KNOW WHY WOULD I KNOW and then it killed me#and then i was like ‘but it turns out the entire time it was a dream and i’m still alive’ and it was like yeah it was just a dream#and i said bye and it left the room and then i closed the tab and now i’m ranting about it on tumblr#DUDES GUYS EVERYONE I WAS SO FUCKING SCAREDDDDDDDD#I NEEDED TO GO TO THE TOILET BUT I WAS TOO SCARED TO GET OUT OF BED#also if anyone wants to ask who was it i’m not telling you i was too embarrassed to make an actual post about this you think i’m going to#tell you who i chose to talk to?? nope absolutely not#anyways rant over if anyone does read this tell me what you think!#me :)
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🩸Carmilla🩸
(from Island’s Shiv/Frye fic Girlfriend; please give it a read!)
#splatoon#I’m sorry she probably looks nothing like she’s supposed to#gave her the annaki polpo-pic tank which also looks nothing like how it does in game#I was going to draw more but it seems I now can’t so I’m posting this by itself#[tails voice] my power is failing!#anyway.#also sorry if this is weird I’ve never drawn someone else’s oc before#I guess all characters are technically ocs but you know what I mean#the annaki tank has a very skater feel to it. not sure why exactly.#gonna stop chattering in my tags and just post now good bye#my art#oh wait also#was gonna give her the tentaclinger earring but I was too lazy to look up a ref so#mysterious smudge it is#sorry again im too embarrassed to @ you
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p-power ❀ op81
in which a tense breakup with a well known driver sparks a new beginning with an up and coming rookie
contains: social media!au, exbf!daniel, multiple time skips, heavily inspired by the lyrics ‘the pictures i seen i’m like “damn he got lucky”, take it from him and i leave him with nothin’.
note: this has been in my drafts for ages so i might has well post it anyways
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f1wagupdates f1 wag y/n l/n and mclaren f1 driver daniel ricciardo caught in a hearted argument while vacationing in new zealand for the short beak in light of a newly surfaced cheating scandal between daniel and a model during a monaco gp after party
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danielrjpg omg, so the cheating rumours were true??? i feel so bad for y/n, she was the best wag on the paddock in my opinion
iheartmclaren during the monaco gp?? she couldn’t make it to that one right?
papayaluv yeah, but she was still posting him on her story that whole weekend :(
ynstyle genuinely she’s too good for him anyways
user now that this has been brought to life can we talk about the weird ass age gap between the two??
dr3ily i love daniel but he’s 33 and she’s 22?? and they started dating when she was 20? that’s kind of icky
l.l.l.lando to be honest, i don’t think it’s true? like he doesn’t seem like the type to cheat! couples fight all the time
user yeah, monaco gp is notorious for exposing and cheating scandals that usually aren’t true, yall will believe anything
4everstappen then why did she already delete their photos together?? like all trace of daniel gone
givemedr3 but daniel still has all of their photos up, and he still follows her ?
madebymax it’s because he’s delusional LMAO, and I would be too if i fumbled someone like y/n??
user his karma will definitely come back to him, one way or another
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yourinstagram boy bye.
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landonorris let me come visit you please
yourinstagram you know you’re always welcome down under lan <3
user lando and y/n’s friendship still holding up is so cute to me
bsfsinstagram you’re too bad for anyone in this world
bsfsinstagram whoever gets you is so lucky
yourinstagram i love you more than anything babe
drxyn waitt so they’re actually broken up 😭
luvyn tbh the post breakup glow is eating, i was crying for a month straight after mine
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mclarenbby oh my god daniel in the likes is so embarrassing like please stop your delusion
newuser please go back to daniel y/n i loved you two together!
yourinstagram lol no thanks
k1ll4lando daniel get off your burner account LMAOO
iluvf1 y/n continuing to post like nothing ever happened and being all normal in comparison to daniel’s social media literally going black out like he’s grieving is so funny?? like the disabled comments are really the cherry on top
user i just know he has his pr team working overtime
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f1 some surprising news from mclaren this silly season, wouldn’t you agree?
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user honestly thank god, i don’t think mclaren was daniels team, but it’s sad to see he might be out of a seat now
user the karma from cheating is literally so real
user and he wasn’t performing well at all because of it
user YN LIKED IT BYEEE
user love that for her though
mclaren excited to see our rookie in action!
early february, 2023.
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lando.jpg friendly outings before the new season (ft. y/n’s photography skills)
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yourinstagram thank you for the photo credits on the last one lando
oscarpiastri very nice photos lando
lando.jpg always so serious oscah
papayaluv yn still hanging out with mclaren is so nice to see, she has so much chemistry with the team even without daniel
op81ln4 seeing yn get becoming friends with oscar is so funny like omg he took your ex’s seat in f1
mcl4ren honestly i think that yn is milking this whole daniel situation to still keep the attention on her, how is she still attending mclaren events?
yourinstagram please stop making assumptions about me, thanks ❤️
user do you forget that she’s been friends with lando?
user can’t lie, lando posting yn at mclaren knowing daniel follows this page is wickedddd but funny
oscar
hey, it’s oscar from earlier :)
you
hi oscar! i had so much fun meeting you tonight
did you grab my number from lando?
oscar
yeah..i hope that’s alright?
i was just glad to see a fellow australian and lando suggested i have it
you
i really don’t mind it, i’m happy to have a new friend that i have smth in common with
i was surprised when your mclaren signing was announced, but i’m sure your rookie season will be amazing
oscar
thanks, it really does mean a lot
i wasn’t really expecting the mclaren offer in the first place but i was open, and they’d just let go of daniel cause of his performance
wait sorry i didn’t mean to bring him up
you
please don’t apologize, i couldn’t care less about him anymore
i see what happened in the second half of last years season as karma, im glad it’s you who’s in the seat now :)
oscar
yeah, but if you ask me what he did was an asshole move
you didn’t deserve that at all, i think he lost something good
you
it’s been so long now that it’s nothing important to me, but…did you want to meet up for lunch or dinner tomorrow? my flight back home leaves after that
oscar
yeah, i’d like that
and i’ll hope to see you again in australia as well?
you
you can count on it ❤️
april, melbourne australia.
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ynluv it felt so nice seeing you with mclaren today !!
mclaren we second that!
yourinstagram it’s just a one time thing, i never miss a home race! but i was happy to be there!!
landonorris who’s that cool guy in the sunglasses?
yourinstagram a toad that drives for mclaren you do NOT want to talk to him
oscarpiastri missed hanging out
yourinstagram come back home more often then duh
landonorris or you can just visit us instead
you
you did so well in the race today oz
ozz
P8 isn’t the best though, could have been better
lando was good
you
he was, but we’re not talking about lando
P8 on your third race as a rookie is amazing
take the compliment oscar 🙄
ozz
thank you for the compliment miss
you
ugh shut up
ozz
im glad you were here this race weekend, i really did miss seeing you
you
it’s not like you haven’t been texting and calling me for two months straight 😭
ozz
but that’s different
you
mhm
when do you have to fly out to baku?
ozz
i leave in the middle of the night on wednesday
you must want me to take you out on a date before i go?
you
don’t be smug oscar pisstree
facetime dates are nice but it would be nice to go on a real one again. we don’t always have to hang out with lando
ozz
i know y/n, im only teasing you
there’s no way i would be here and not think to plan one, you know me better than that
but pisstree is a little painful
you
i know i know, sorry
ozz
so get ready and i’ll come pick you up once i’m done with these team debriefs
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you
girl.
omg
pls whatever you’re doing stop it
TEXT ME BACK PLEASE 😭
bestie 🧸
oh my god
hi
i’m here
are you dying ? kidnapped?
i thought you were on your date with oscar
please respond???
how are you not responding after just texting??
istg i hate you
you
i was on my date with oscar
he just dropped me off
and
bestie 🧸
and??
you
i am a girlfriend !!!!
😖😖😖
bestie 🧸
OH MY GOD???
OSCARYN NATION UPPP
he’s so good for you yn
IM SO HAPPY
you
ME TOO
however. there is one problem
he asked me to spend the summer break travelling with him
bestie 🧸
what did you say?
yes? right?
you
i didn’t say anything actually…
he said he’d let me think about it
bestie 🧸
okay so tell him your done thinking about it
and say yes!
august; summer break.
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yourinstagram all types of summa lovin
landonorris you got him to wear pink ????
yourinstagram doesn’t he look yummy in it
user WHO’S HIM????
bsfsinstagram oh not you posting himmm
yourinstagram i had to let them know i’m spoken for babe
oscarpiastri what psychopath straightens their hair like that
yourinstagram the hot kind
landonorris yeah right
dannybae is that daniel in the last photo?
yourinstagram no
user was posting this after daniel said he missed you on that podcast intentional????
user that’s so embarrassing for him but at least now he’s gained some self respect and unfollowed her 😭😭
luvyn i’m so happy she’s happy, literally living her best life
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oscarpiastri summer
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user oscar when was this this ?????
oscarpiastri i just said this summer🧍♂️
landonorris 💀
yourinstagram oscar in his soft launch era??
landonorris you were the one who taught him that
oscarpiastri is that what it’s called
user not oscar getting a girlfriend over the break
oscarspastries i sort of suspected this after that story he posted after the australia gp
user omg so she’s probably from australia
op4prez the second picture kinda looks like yn
user no it doesn’t ur jumping to conclusions 😭
user she’s only friends with the mclaren boys she has her own man
user oscar literally drops off the face of the earth for the entire break and then comes back to post this??
user im severely unwell
user oscar’s already falling into the girlfriend effect of looking exponentially finer and im here for it
october; qatar.
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you
congratulations on winning the sprint race babe <3 i knew you could do it
baby 💕
where are you?
i want to come see you
you
i’m in the garage with the team
are you coming with lando
baby 💕
no
you
you shouldn’t come without him
you know that people would talk and it’ll be annoying to deal with
baby 💕
i just got the first win of the season for the team
quite frankly i couldn’t give a shit what they said, i want to celebrate with my girl
you
oscar i want to celebrate with you too, but it might be best to wait
oscar are you there?
oscar ?
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mclaren 🧡
landonorris it’s about time you made it public
oscarpiastri i never hid it though
landonorris didn’t you?
yourinstagram you’re lucky i love you enough to let you hard launch
oscarpiastri just can’t keep you a secret
#f1 fanfic#f1 imagine#f1 x reader#oscar piastri x reader#oscar piastri x you#f1 social media au#f1 smau#f1 x female reader#oscar piastri smau#f1 x you#f1 x black!reader
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Proper Scouser
pairing: Max verstappen x alexander-arnold!reader Trent Alexander Arnold x sister!reader
warnings: none, man united
authors note: guys I'm working on whiv I swear 😭 all the other chapters came out during break so I had time. But I already had this mostly finished and after that united loss I had to post it
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user1 I love her
user2 TAKE THAT UNITED
user3 up the reds
user4 UNITED IN THE MUD
user5 the caption… Trent’s sisters lowk class
user6 warra top 4 for Liverpool
user7 keep crying mate
trentarnold66 😁
user8 United fans crying in the comments
virgilvandijk was it entertaining? 😂
y/narnold99 🙏 very
user9 7up
user10 ❤️❤️❤️
user11 tell your brother to defend better
darwin_n9 VAMOS!!!
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user12 Trent’s so fit man
user13 the scouser in our team
user14 ALLEZ ALLEZ ALLEZ
curtisjr 🔥🔥🔥
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user15 I ❤️ y/n
user16 that’s embarrassing mate
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trentarnold66 replied to your story
we win and you’re out celebrating without me???
fake 😒
y/narnold66
you’ll get over it mate
trentarnold66
so…
who is it?
y/narnold99
none of your business
trentarnold66
what
I’m gonna tell Virgil you’re being mean to me
y/narnold99
He’ll be on my side
go back to dating my friends without me knowing
trentarnold66
that was one time!
and she sucked so
you really should be thanking me for revealing that she was a terrible person 🤷♂️
y/narnold99
my dates calling me
bye loser
tell Curtis I said his goal was really good
trentarnold99
don’t call me a loser
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virgilvandijk replied to your story
Do I get to know about mystery man?
y/narnold99
Yeah sure
It’s max
Don’t tell Trent though
virgilvandijk
I won’t haha
Nice kid though
He’s got the Dutch approval
y/narnold99
Thanks virg
Nice win today btw
virgilvandijk
Thank you 🫡
Have a good date y/n
y/narnold99
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you told Virgil but not me??!!
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user17 how… romantic?
user18 YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHH
user19 I am fully convinced that max has not understood a single word that y/n has ever said
virgilvandijk congratulations 🎉
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user20 just imagine 3-time f1 world champion, max verstappen, navigating the city that is Liverpool
user21 they all live in Manchester anyway so he's probably fine
trentarnold66 WHY DOES THE INTERNET GET TO KNOW BEFORE ME
judebellingham a barca fan 🧐
y/narnold99 why do you know that
judebellingham dw about it
user22 MY PARENTS
landonorris damn how'd he pull you
maxverstappen1 ???
landonorris 👋
user23 I LOVE THEM SO MUCH YOU GUYS DONT GET IT
maxverstappen1 is the caption a compliment
y/narnold99 yes
user24 the way Trent had no idea is actually so funny
trentarnold66 happy for u ig
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#f1 fanfic#f1 fic#f1 imagine#f1 smau#f1 x female reader#f1 x reader#f1 x y/n#f1 x you#max verstappen x you#max verstappen x reader#max verstappen x female reader#trent alexander imagines#football x reader#football imagine
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Know Better
Pairing: Daddy!Dave York x bratty!fem!reader
Word count: 1.2k
tags/warnings: heavy daddy kink, spanking, dom dave york, sub reader, vaginal fingering, orgasm denial, pussy spanking, brat tamer dave york, dirty talk, embarrassment
Summary: You disobey Dave and he has no choice but to punish you for it.
A/N: Here's a surprise Dave fic that nobody asked for because I got pissed off on vacation. Also, I saw this as a sugar daddy/brat kind of situation, but you can obviously imagine it any way you want!
*****
“Daveee!”
You whine loudly from where you’re perched and on a pool float, watching him as he makes another business call. He shoots you a sharp look that should be warning enough for you to stop, but you’ve never been one to learn your lesson the easy way.
You know it’s an important call since he paused his lounging with you to answer it. The two of you have been sitting by the pool for a few hours now, not really talking, but just enjoying each other’s presence as he read a book in his chair, and you laid out on your long float. Still, you can’t help but try to get his attention solely on you again.
“Daveeeee,” you moan again, stretching his way.
He turns to look at you again, gaze fiery as he points to the phone and mouths at you to quit. You should probably stop while you’re ahead, but you don’t. With all the work he’s been doing lately, he promised he would be spending this weekend with you, and only you.
You put on a heavy pout and pull yourself out of the pool to walk over to him. You can’t hear what’s being said on the other side of the phone, but it’s not like you’re trying too hard as you walk up to him and throw your arms around his neck. You nuzzle a couple of kisses to his clean-shaven jaw and whisper in his unoccupied ear.
“Come back, Daddy. I want you over here.”
He moves his hand to your waist, and you think for a second that you’ve won him over—quicker than you thought you would as well. But then he squeezes. Hard. Hard enough for you to attempt to get out of his grasp.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Tell, but I’m going to have to give you a call back.”
Your eyes widen at the grip and the tone he speaks with. And that name…you know that name. You know they must be talking about…
Shit. That’s what you’re in. Deep fucking shit.
“Yes sir, thank you. Bye.”
He hangs up the phone and sets it slowly on the table next to him. His hand comes up to grip your forearm tightly and he leans down until his face is less than an inch from yours.
“What the fuck did I tell you about interrupting my phone calls?” he demands in a cold tone.
You shiver in his hold as shameful tears start to sting the backs of your eyes. You’ve never heard him talk to you in such a way. Sure, he’s been firm at times, maybe agitated with your bratty attitude, but never downright angry at you.
“Dave, I-I didn’t mea—“
“Inside,” he growls. “Now. And I don’t know who the fuck you’re calling ‘Dave’ right now.”
He lets you go with a small but forceful push toward the door. You know what happens now. Again, he’s dabbled in the idea of punishment, but so far, he’s never actually had a good reason to act on it.
You take a trembling step inside and head toward the bedroom, Dave hot on your heels. You don’t even have a chance to peel out of your bathing suit before he grabs your arm again and drags you over his lap as he takes a seat on the bed. You yelp as he pulls your bikini bottom down, exposing your lower half.
“I take it you understand how important that call was.”
He waits for you to nod softly before continuing, one hand rubbing your ass in a careful motion.
“So you understand why I’m doing this. ”
You nod again, holding in a sniffle.
He doesn’t wait any longer before lifting his hand and then bringing it down hard on your bare ass. You grasp the sheets in front of you and yelp in pain. Your skin is still damp from getting out of the pool, so the smack hurts even more than it would normally.
You bite your lip to hide any more sounds as he quickly does it again, your body jolting with the force of it.
“Little fucking brat. Think you can just have all of my time.”
You sniff, a rogue tear running down your cheek.
“But, Daddy—“
Another smack, one that makes you practically scream comes down, and then another right after.
“Brats and attention whores don’t get to talk back to their daddies,” Dave barks back. He rubs your stinging ass again, and you flinch even at that contact.
“You have three more.” He tells you, no gentleness in his tone. “Count.”
You nod and brace yourself for the next hit, but it doesn’t come. Instead, you feel him reach his hand lower to rub across your wet folds. A dark chuckle comes from above you as he runs his middle finger over your clit.
“Fucking slut,” he breathes through a laugh.
It’s only then, once you relax, that he spanks you again, this time with enough force to cause a welt. You scream out and squirm in his lap.
“Count.”
“O-One,” you shake.
He rubs your pussy again, roughly smearing your slick. He then brings that same hand up and delivers another swift slap.
“Two,” you say, tears running freely now.
And again, his hand is back, one finger prodding your hole and making you moan despite yourself.
But then he retracts it and winds up to send the last spank onto the sensitive flesh of your ass.
“Three!” You scream as your body jolts.
Even though you can still feel his anger, Dave relaxes a bit at your pain and obvious regret. His hand goes down to your cunt again, letting a finger slide fully in this time. His thumb goes to your clit, rubbing tight circles as a coil starts to wind in your abdomen.
“Mm, Daddy, please,” you beg. It feels so good. You never thought pain could contrast pleasure so nicely.
“Yeah, you want Daddy to let your slut pussy come on his hand?”
“Mm, yes please, Daddy.”
You keeps working you, letting you get closer and closer, your toes start curling as you grasp onto the sheets and then—
Then he pulls out. You whine sharply in protest.
“Daddy, no!”
You shut up as he spanks your pussy, a wet smacking sound coming from between your messy thighs, which tremble with the rest of your body at the feeling. The build up is gone, and you’re left feeling betrayed and embarrassed. Not to mention with a sore ass.
“No. Bad girls don’t get treats.”
He helps you up, your bikini bottoms still around your knees as he stands up.
“Go get in the shower. Dinner will be ready when you get out.” He turns to leave, but then turns back to you after a couple of steps. “And don’t you fucking dare touch that little cunt. I’ll know if you do, and you won’t be coming for a long time if you choose to disobey me again.”
He leaves the room without another word, leaving you needy and fucking furious. But you get in the shower anyway, and you don’t risk touching yourself—even though you really fucking want to. You know better than to disobey Daddy, after all.
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Hi, babes! Sorry I've been a bit off the radar recently. I've been on vacation (as previously mentioned) but will be coming back tmw. TTF updates and requested fics will be posted regularly once I get back home!
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fan favorite | miguel o'hara | part one here
in which your little side hobby is being a cam girl, except things get messy when you’re your boss’s fan favorite
pairing- miguel o’hara x fem! reader
tags- nsfw, masterbating, afab reader, idk how to make tags ! (perspective also changes from reader and miguel !)
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He couldn’t sleep for the rest of the night but instead stared at his wall after he jerked himself off to the thought of fucking you.
Or at least the streamer version.
His sheets are ripped again thanks to his talons which were currently sinking into his mattress.
“Carajo…”
Now he knows who the streamer he likes is, and he doesn’t like it. Or he at least thinks he knows. The feeling of talking to you now makes him cringe.
Should he fire you? It would feel too awkward.
Or maybe it’s just him being crazy from not sleeping. Miguel has a tendency to not sleep. He either is too into protecting the multiverse to sleep or he’s horny and watches specifically your past livestreams to get by.
What can he say? He’s consistent with it.
“Miguel!”
Lyla emerged from his watch, dancing around his bed frame as he groaned, “What?”
She frowned and rolled her eyes, “Get up. I’m surprised you’re in bed at this hour for once!”
Miguel rolled his eyes and got ready, turning his lights even dimmer since he didn’t get sleep and his eyes were already sensitive as it is.
He stopped for a minute and looked at himself in the mirror.
His hair was messier than usual, his chestnut curls blocking his face. His eyes looked dead inside and in general, he looked fucked up.
He was.
“Miguellllll!”
“Ya voy!”
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You bit your lip in frustration.
Yeah, your cut was fully healed and you slept okay. But that was only after taking melatonin and some sleep tea.
If that were not the case, you’d be feeling how you are now; stressed and anxious.
You didn’t know how to react when he called you Hermosa. That was someone a certain viewer from your streams called you and the phrase was associated with them. They would send a lot of money, which you were fond of.
Or maybe you misheard. Then again, it was quite nerve-wracking to be so close to your hot-ass boss.
“Y/N!!”
You quit brushing your hair and went over to your living room where Lyla was standing over your watch, “How’re ya doin’?”
You smiled forcefully, “Just peachy…”
“Gosh, what happened?! You look messed up, Miguel looks even worse! But anyways, just came to see how things are!”
You furrowed your eyebrows at what she said and sighed, “No, I just have a lot of things on my mind and I don’t know about O’Hara but he probably has his own shit.”
Lyla nodded and smiled, “Yeah, you’re probably right.”
She looked over to your nightstand, where you just so happened to have a pink dildo that you used last night due to frustration. She furrowed her eyebrows, which you caught. You looked where she was looking and panicked.
“Hey, what’s tha-“
“I’ll see you at work, Lyla!! Bye!”
And before Lyla could even answer, you ran towards your watch to shut it off.
“Thank god…”
You looked over at your watch and saw the time which was 9.
You rolled your eyes and decided to skip today. Plus the secondhand embarrassment would be too much to bear.
___
Miguel frowned at his screens and looked over at the time, reading it to be 4.
“What the hell happened to Y/N? Have you seen her?”
He turned over to see Jessica Drew from below his platform.
“I, uh- don’t know. Why?”
She shrugged, “Dunno, just thought you’d know since you patched her up yesterday.”
All of a sudden she stopped and covered her mouth, “You don’t know, do you?!”
That question made his thoughts go all over the place. What didn’t he know? What happened? Did she know what he knew? Or rather what he thought he knew?
“Know what?”
Jessica rolled her eyes, “Y/N’s shy and young still. So I’m guessing yesterday was awkward for her,”
Oh…
“-Like y’know, since she got injured and stuff. Plus, I think she has a bit of a crush on you so don’t be as mean as you usually are if you see her tomorrow.”
Miguel frowned at Jessica and swung down, “I’m not mean.”
She snickered, “Sure, Miguel. Whatever you say- Hey, where are you going?”
Miguel turned around and pointed up to the platform, “You’re in charge. Lyla.”
“Yes sir!”
Jess gave him a surprised expression and frowned, glaring at him, “You still haven’t answered my question!”
“Don’t need to.”
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Miguel felt a little sense of deja vu as he swung to your quarters. The sensation felt almost uncanny as he felt his stomach sink, “Shock…”
He hesitated as he climbed the fire emergency stairs from the outside of your building and slipped in from your open window.
And that’s where he heard it.
“F-Fuck Miguel!”
Then it went silent. You must have sensed something from her Spider senses. Miguel looked at the familiar flooring of all the live streams he saw, every detail of your living room engraved in his mind.
He turned his head to the sound of a door slightly opening, “Miguel..?”
You looked tired and breathless, only in your underwear and a tank top, your nipples poking through the thin fabric. He almost wanted to laugh. You were barely yelling out his name in pleasure and now you say it like you’re afraid of it.
“Yes?”
“Why are you here?”
“Why weren’t you at work? I know your healing abilities are fast.”
A smile crept on his lips as your quiet figure turned around. He felt his stomach doing cartwheels as he noticed you gripping something tightly. Something pink and curved.
“What’s that you’re holding?” Your reaction to his sentence alone made his cock almost twitch in excitement. Your lips slightly parted and looked away, “Nothing…”
He walked towards you, backing you into a wall, to see what you were holding a shot at it, holding a pink dildo before he knew it. Your face turned to one of horror and gasped, “Look-“
“I didn’t know you were into this. Y/L/N, I heard you.”
At this point, you two were only inches apart. He smirked as he could hear how fast your heartbeat went and how labored your breaths went.
“I- don’t have an explanation for that.”
“You don’t?”
He turned your face to look at him, towering over you and intimidating you. He began leaning towards your lips and noticed how you leaned towards closer to him before kissing him. If this wasn’t eerie, he didn’t know what was.
He started caressing your face, trying to be gentle before anything else until you took off your top and pinned him against the wall.
“Hermosa-”
You put your finger against his lips and motioned to his watch where he took off his suit. You kneeled down, looking up at him before smiling at his erect cock and starting kissing at his swollen tip, “I’ve always wanted to thank my number one supporter…”
“S-Shit. Just like that, baby…” He bit his lip and held back a moan. Your tongue grazed on his girth, driving him wild before your started pumping his cock. After teasing him a bit, you started taking him in by the tip slowly and bobbed your head to pleasure him.
He looked down to meet your eyes glazed with tears and gasped, “You’re so good, querida…Fuck-“
You smiled as you felt him twitch and let go only to place his cock between your tits. Miguel let out a groan as you started pumping out his cock again and releasing his load in your mouth.
Before you could even get up, Miguel lifted you up and pinned you against the wall again, where he ripped your panties off and felt his fingers through your wet folds, “Damn it…”
You let out a breathless moan and frowned, “My fucking god.”
He teased your folds with his cock, sliding it in slowly in you while you clawed at his muscular back, “M-Miguel, fuck!”
Miguel threw his head back from how tight you were, “You’re so fucking tight, hermosa. Just like that, mami.”
You cried out from the stretch as he inserted his whole length and held your leg up to his shoulder in order to thrust even harder, stuffing you full. You shut your eyes closed as the speed of his thrusts engulfed you in a state of euphoria. Like he’s been waiting to do this.
You looked up at him and chuckled darkly, out of breath, “Would you ever consider making a guest appearance one day?”
He let out an exasperated groan, “Maybe… it would be interesting.”
“You are a fan favorite anyways.”
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sol’s notes- i did not know how to end this and i have mixed feelings but lmk! also I typed this out, like yk the DRAFT AND I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED IT SO IM REALLY SORRY 🙏🏼
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SUMMARY: ellies lost her keys…again… luckily dina’s pretty friend has an empty bed
PAIRING: ellie williams x reader
WARNINGS: none?
A/N: i missed these and yall!! not fully back but i miss writing also if u see stranger things content don’t be alarmed! still v much in love with ellie and abs
‘ I FEEL SOMETHING WHEN I SEE YOU NOW ‘
elliewilliams
elliewilliams LET ME INNNNNNNN. JOEL PLEASE LET ME INNNNNNNN
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dina_nolastname BAAHHAHA IMAGIWN
elliewilliams i HATE you CRY URSELF TO SLEEP
joelmmm 💤💤💤
elliewilliams JOEL PLEASE UTS COLD
elliewilliams IM TIRED AND IM VERY SORRY
elliewilliams JOELLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
jessesucks go to tommy and marias stupid
elliewilliams why didnt i think of that? oh wait I DID ITS 2 AM AND THEY HAVE A BABY STUPJD HOW DID YOU EVEN GRADUATE??!!?!?!
yourusername did u lose ur key again
elliewilliams …no… also HOW DO U KNOW AB THAT?!?!
yourusername dina talks a LOT when shes drunk
angel: ellie come to mine
ellie: huh?
a: ur locked out, im not, my beds made, urs probably isnt, come over.
e: u barely know me?!?!?
a: dina trusts u idc, come over rn or ill pick u up.
e: send me ur address.
“this was really nice of you.” ellies voice breaks the silence as make room for her beside you. you wave your hand, no worries, but she insists. “no seriously, you could’ve let me die. freeze. starve even.”
when you laugh she doesn’t think she’s ever heard a better sound. “ellie i don’t think any of those things would’ve happened.” you smile and lean on an elbow to look at her. “and i really don’t mind, gets lonely anyways. need a loser dork to fill the silence.” you tease.
she gasps in faux hurt, tracing an imaginary tear down her face.
elliewilliams
elliewilliams an ANGEL yall. $10,000,000 for her and her only.
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yourusername bye i let you stay over a night 😭 i didnt cure cancer
elliewilliams ur right. $100,000,000 mb
dina_nolastname *sighs*
elliewilliams i hate you.
joelmmm yourusername I am so sorry Ellie intruded, I’ll pay you for your time and kindness.
yourusername 😭😭 damn
elliewilliams ignore him, he drinks
yourusername its 8 am.
jessesucks oh you will NEVER live this down.
elliewilliams blocked.
a_anderson you are an embarrassment to society!
elliewilliams i hate all of u.
e: hey!
a: real chipper today huh
e: didn’t lose my key all week so yes very
e: i have a question tho
a: lmao im gonna steal ur key from u, whats up?
e: do u wanna go to a concert this weekend??
e: i bought the tickets for dina and i but she cancelled last minute and jesse cant go
e: its like 2 hours away on saturday
e: also do NOT touch my key please i m begging
a: yea actually id love too :)
a: text me the details
e: great
e: okay yea ofc
elliewilliams
elliewilliams so…
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dina_nolastname MRS STEAL UR GIRL
elliewilliams SHE WAS NEVER URS!!!
jessesucks GASPING when did this development occur.
elliewilliams 🤓☝️
jessesucks BREAK UP
yourusername girl on the left is sooo fine
elliewilliams crazy, im more into the one on the right
dina_nolastname yall r EMBARRASSING
joelmmm yourinstagram Come for dinner tomorrow! Would love to meet Ellie’s pick of the month. 🩷
yourinstagram GOODBYEEE
elliewilliams JOEL?!?!??!!!??!
yourusername
yourusername in an interesting turn of events…
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jessesucks GAG
yourusername this is why dina dumped you! 💋
dina_nolastname BYEEE true tho
elliewilliams bruh we are so cute
yourusername okay “bruh”
elliewilliams WIAT OM SORRY
dina_nolastname mrs. stolen girl 💔💔
yourusername im always urs bae
a_anderson wheres MY cute gf damn.
yourusername I KNOW SOMEONE WHOO LIIIIIIKES YOU!!
a_anderson SPILL.
elliewilliams go away! 💋
a: hey
e: hi
a: come over?
a: please?
e: are you okay??
a: just please come over.
e: im omw right now
e: be there in 10
e: unlock the front door
a knock on your door wakes you from the light sleep you’d been in. a small ‘come in’ has ellie gently opening the door and walking softly towards your bed. her hands brush hair from your face, a kind smile on her face. something you can’t pinpoint in her eyes.
“you doing okay babe?” her voice is just above a whisper, though no one else would be home to hear it otherwise. “tired?”
you hum an answer out and reach for one of her hands, fiddling with her rings and avoiding her eyes. “can you turn off the light and sit with me?” she smiles and nods, savoring one more second before standing and taking off her jacket while walking to the switch.
its still light out, the evening sun beginning to set but still lighting up enough of your room. as she’s getting in beside you, she notices what you’re wearing. “nice shirt,” ellie says with a snort.
its one of hers, you stole it a few weeks ago with no intention of giving it back. her heart grows as a small smile graces your features. “there she is.” you flush and turn away. she coos teasingly while getting comfortable behind you.
when you do turn, shes the perfect pillow. her fingers trace your features as your eyes shutter closed.
e: hi love, you wanna do something today?
a: you have something in mind?
e: thought we could go bowling
e: that new bowling place just opened downtown, looks cute
a: kinda tired. do something at home?
e: alreadyomw with snacks for u
a: youre the best.
a: i miss you.
e: i miss you too. you doing okay?
a: are you at work
a: im tired
e: i get off in 30
e: come over to mine, joel will let you in
a: okay
elliewilliams
elliewilliams bbg needs a NAP theyre grouchy
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yourusername i know where you live.
elliewilliams LOVE YA!
joelmmm Photo creds.
elliewilliams sighs.
dina_nolastname angel ALWAYS needs nap bro gets really grumpy
yourusername I ALSO KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE
dina_nolastname see? grumpy.
jessesucks we’ve all seen the pictures she looks absolutely BEAUTIFUL, uhm… and he’s there… (ellie is he)
dina_nolastname (ellie is he) BYE
yourusername HEY JESSIE WOAHHH FEELS LIKE A PARTY EVERYDAY
elliewilliams remember when dina dumped u?
a: can we go to the aquarium
e: you feel up to it?
a: no obviously i asked because i don’t
e: OKAY SORRY DAMN
e: god just being a supportive girlfriend and this is what i get.
a: GOODBYE I DONT WANNA GO ANYMORE
e: no im sorry im sorry im sorry i wanna go
a: YAY
a: pick me up in 30 pls
e: of course love
e: im glad you’re feeling better
e: very excited rn
yourusername
yourusername finally left the house after 72628748829 years
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elliewilliams @ the guy who took this for us ur so real
yourusername YEA!!!!!!
dina_nolastname yall r so cute CRY
yourusername u want me fr
jessesucks ICK
dina_nolastname this is why i dumped u
elliewilliams
elliewilliams a moment for the gf!
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yourusername OF ALL THE THINGS YOU POST THIS?!?!? THIS?!!!!!!!?
elliewilliams but u look so pretty
yourusername CHOKE ily
elliewilliams I love YOU
dina_nolastname my wife is so gorg
elliewilliams back off?
yourusername LADIES LADIES theres enough of me to go around
jessesucks cute ig
joelmmm You found a good one babygirl!
elliewilliams DAMN RIGHT I DID
e: hey i love you
a: i love you too
a: u lose ur key again?
e: …
a: ffs come over good god
e: already here!
a: R U IN MY KITCHEN??!
e: ur mom says hi
e: be up in a sec!! snacks!
#! kates babes !#ellie williams x reader#ellie williams#ellie williams x female reader#ellie williams x you#ellie williams tlou#ellie williams fluff#ellie x reader#🎵 smau 🎵
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13. I NEED U (WRITTEN)
"yunjin?" you called out to the girl infront of you, the sight of her body tensing up hurting a lot more than it should've.
yunjin turned around to meet your gaze, "hi?"
"can we talk?" you ask, maintaining eye contact with her.
"sure but this better be worth it." yunjin says, to which you nod.
"i promise." you say firmly, making yunjin feel a bit at ease. you didn't need to know but she missed the sound of your voice, it calmed her.
shortly after they both made it outside to the soccer field, y/n taking a seat on the bleachers first ushering yunjin to sit next to her.
‘really?’ was all yunjin could think, y/n brought her to the soccer field?
“sorry, it’s just easier for me to think here it makes me feel at ease.” y/n says nervously.
‘oh.’
“i wanna apologize for what i said the other day, i wasn’t thinking and what i said was stupid. i hope you know i didn’t mean it at all, i just was on edge.” y/n starts, pausing briefly to take a breath.
“why?” yunjin says.
“huh?”
“why was that on your mind while we were talking about us?” yunjin says, her eyes stuck on the girl in front of her.
“i don’t know really, i guess i just don’t expect my relationships to last.” y/n shrugs.
“after heeseung?” yunjin asks.
“it wasn’t specifically him, i just don’t typically attract the right people y’know.” y/n starts, her hand moving closer to yunjins.
“except you.” y/n says looking straight into yunjin’s eyes again, making the blonde blush.
“i thank the universe everyday for giving me you.” y/n says, smiling.
yunjin laughs, “how do you go from fucking up horribly to saying some of the sweetest words ever to me?”
y/n looks away in embarrassment, “i planned it out this time.” she mumbles.
“you what?” yunjin teases her, she definitely heard y/n just wanted to mess with her.
“i wrote it out last night before i went to bed, i wanted to make it perfect for you.” y/n says, yunjin giggling.
“you’re cute, did you write that too?” yunjin asks, smiling harder at y/n’s red face.
“ok enough,” y/n groans, “are we okay?”.
“of course, i missed you so much… i even dyed my hair to get your attention.” yunjin admits, mumbling the last bit.
“really?” y/n says, her eyes brightened in awe.
“i think you look really pretty.” she praises, making yunjin stand up immediately.
“the bells about to ring.” she says changing the topic, obviously flustered at y/n’s comment. she didn’t think she would like her new hair this much.
“we’ll talk more later?” y/n asks, grabbing her bag laying beside her on the bleachers.
“yeah, we do have one more thing to discuss.” yunjin says giving y/n a small smile.
“see you later.” y/n says, her eyes locked on yunjin’s lips. she wanted to kiss her so bad.
fortunately for y/n, as she was zoned out yunjin placed a quick peck on her cheek running off almost immediately after.
“bye!” yunjin said, disappearing in mere seconds.
y/n just sat there for a moment, not feeling like what had just happened was real. her hand resting on her cheek.
y/n felt complete almost, her relationships were nearly all rebuilt.
but she had one more thing to do, ask yunjin to be her girlfriend.
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FATE — huh yunjin x f!reader
it’s been two years since yunjin had broken up with you, but fate brings you to korea, and into yunjin’s arms.
TAGS — fluff, angst, exes to lovers, cursing, wanted to write a super angsty one but felt bad for my wife yunjin :((
WORDCOUNT — 2.6k
yunjin breaks up with you through a phone call. it’s embarrassing, her voice sounding through your phone explaining and rambling while you try your best not to cry in a random starbucks.
“—and it’s not you, like seriously, it’s just our time differences and i can’t be in a relationship if i want to debut.” you grip your phone a little tighter.
“you told me you were going there to visit family. not to debut or even train again,” memories of yunjin reassuring you flash through your head and you can just hear the grimace in her voice.
your girlfriend continues, “i know what i said, it’s just, they asked and this is all i’ve ever wanted.”
“so that text from yesterday was a lie? telling me that you missed me so much and couldn’t wait to come back?” you hiss as quietly as possible, feeling more furious rather than sad at this point.
yunjin goes quiet for a second before sighing, “i do miss you and i miss new york too but i can’t give up on my dream. i’m sorry, y/n.”
you think of your girlfriend’s past endearing words and they only fan the flames burning inside you. ( “y/n? are you still there?” ) and at that moment, you no longer feel any sort of affection for huh yunjin, only disappointment that she lied to you and then broke up with you through a two minute phone call.
“i hope i never see you again, jennifer. bye.”
it’s been two years since the breakup and you glared at anyone who brought it up. it was a sensitive subject and you would rather spend your time thinking of anything else but yunjin. yet, you feel exhilarated. a sample of your mix had somehow worked its way to hybe and the producers there had reached out to you, an opportunity anyone would give anything for.
a ticket headed to south korea was booked and you stood in the airport, giving your teary goodbyes to your family. you had tried to build up your korean a few weeks beforehand and maybe, you could understand it more than the average foreigner.
after all, if you were to potentially be signed to hybe, you might just end up migrating there and a little korean could help you out.
“be good, i don't want to see my only daughter ending up a prisoner,” your dad says.
you laugh, affronted, “why would i do anything that would warrant jail time?”
he shrugs and you give your parents one final hug before departing for the gates.
excitement fills your veins and you are soon jittering with nervousness. as soon as they announce boarding, you rush onto the plane, a newfound enthusiasm for your future.
maybe you could meet blackpink there, but yg and hybe don’t really collaborate often, you thought.
or maybe if the whole hybe thing doesn’t work out, you could try for the black label and end up producing for somi. that would be fun.
your fantasies entertain you for the rest of the flight and sleep overtakes you at the later part. it is a 14 hour flight after all. you dream of soft brown eyes and even softer black hair.
it’s around 10 o’clock in the morning when your plane lands and surprisingly, you feel well-rested. it’s surreal that you were finally in korea and as you wait for the designated driver to pick you up, a crowd of fans rushes past you, camera flashes going off at lightning speed.
“ah, isn’t that lesserafim? they just came back from japan,” a stranger remarked while passing by. you tense up. the group, lesserafim, familiar yet painful at the same time. you clench your eyes shut, not willing to make any sort of contact with one particular member.
however, your body gravitates towards the crowd and the sight of the group’s success before you grips your heart painfully.
she left for a good cause.
“kazuha! look here!”
“chaewon! chaewon! do a heart with sakura!”
“eunchae-ssi, do a heart!”
just as you’re about to leave, someone calls out.
“yunjin! look here!”
unfortunately, the person who had yelled stood next to you and even though your head was screaming at you to run, your legs stayed rooted and you’re forced to face the girl who had broken your heart.
“y/n?” she mouthed, eyes widening. you pulled the cap on your head downwards and gulped. should i just run and hope she thinks i’m just her hallucination?
unluckily (or luckily for future you), neither you nor yunjin move away and you’re stuck in a staring contest with your ex.
she did nothing and snapped her smiling façade back on her face but her gaze wandered to you occasionally.
you thought back to your words, “i never want to see you again.” yeah, that was how it should be and your body finally cooperated as you pulled yourself out of her trance, away from the crowd.
you stare at the building, a modern, skyscraper corporate building that spoke of the company’s success.
“hello,” you greet the bodyguards stationed at the front and head in. it was pristine and honestly, you would die to work here every day. there was a cafe and everything, you promised yourself to get a snack later.
“oh, you’re the producer that no joohwan has a meeting with,” the receptionist says, “the twelfth floor, i think he’s in the studio.”
you nod and express your thanks before making your way up. despite the fact that you were about to talk to a hybe producer, your head was filled with thoughts of a particular idol under hybe. her blonde hair and bright eyes… why did she dye her hair? you frowned as the elevator dinged.
you’re greeted with a hallway and multiple doors. the sign above most reading, ‘practice room’ while the door at the end is a different colour.
you knocked and waited a couple seconds before opening it slightly.
a man sat before a layout of buttons and mixers that you were well familiar with and inside the recording booth, a sole girl looking at the lyric sheet.
“oh, hello, i wasn’t expecting you to be so early but come on in. you can take a seat there first while i finish up,” the producer, no joohwan, smiles. you nod and do so, not before recognising the girl inside as lesserafim’s chaewon.
“chaewon-ssi, let’s do the last verse, okay?”
“yes.”
you’re amazed at her voice and the way joohwan moves so fluidly around the mixer. it feels like it’s his second home and it probably was. it was like a performance artwork.
“i think that was good, we can wrap up here today,” joohwan says, “tell yunjin to drop by later, we need to record her verse too.”
even her name urges some sort of reaction out of you and maybe chaewon notices since she raises a questioning eyebrow but doesn’t say anything.
“okay,” joohwan turns to you when chaewon leaves the room, “so, i heard your mix and i think you’re just what our team needs. i think that you bring something new and i want you to work for hybe, or more specifically, source music.”
source music, the company lesserafim is under. you’re now in some dilemma because if you were to reach joohwan’s level, you would have to see the members during recording. the members, including yunjin. your head spins at the opportunity presented, either let your past relationship affect your future or forget about it.
you feel slightly bitter. yunjin chose her work over your relationship. she didn’t let you, no matter how much she loved you, affect her dreams.
“i would love to work for source music.”
you think you’ve made the right choice when joohwan takes your hand into a firm handshake, “i’m glad you chose our company! when i’m done recording with the girls, we can sign you to source music and draft up a contract.”
“okay, i’ll come in next week then?”
“yes, that would be great.” you don’t lie through your teeth when you tell him how much you appreciate the opportunity and joohwan seems genuinely excited for new ideas and samples.
as soon as you open the door however, your smile fades away as a blonde blocks your way.
“oh. you’re… here,” yunjin blinks. seeing her in close proximity brings up a lot of things you want to say to her. for example, you’re still so pretty ranging to i hate you and your stinking guts. but you don’t say any of those. you nod and then try to manoeuvre past her but she’s so much taller and stronger than you that your wrist just ends up in her grip. she drags you away while you struggle in her grasp and only stops when you two are both in an empty practice room, the door swiftly locked by yunjin.
“what are you doing!” you shriek, backing away from your ex-girlfriend but it seems, she has other plans that prevent your escape.
“no, what are you doing in korea?” yunjin retorts, “aren’t you meant to be in new york?”
“i’m here for a job, dumbass, so can i leave now?” you frown, not liking the way yunjin rests her gaze on you.
a moment of silence befalls the two of you, and of course, your temper runs short and it’s another episode of you trying to reach the locked door but yunjin’s arms reach you before you do.
her arms wrap around your waist and you writhe uncontrollably.
“jennifer! let. me. go!”
“no!”
you gasp, “what the hell do you mean, ‘no’!”
“i just wanna talk to you!”
“and i don’t want to talk to you!”
your ex-girlfriend pointedly ignores you until you stop trying to escape, too tired to fight back against the once comfortable embrace you wished for.
you pant, “what?”
“what?”
“what do you want to say? and it’s not nice just grabbing your ex— or anyone, like that!” you scoff.
yunjin releases her grip slightly but not enough for your body to wiggle out. she sits you both on the wooden floor and sighs.
“i…”
“what, jennifer? you wrestle me and then have nothing to say? you better start talking if not i’m leaving in five seconds.”
“okay, this isn’t how i envisioned our first meeting.”
“and i didn’t envision this at all,” you whisper under your breath, rolling your eyes. who the hell fantasises about meeting their ex again?
“can you stop saying shit and just listen?”
“no, jennifer, because you literally just kidnapped me!”
yunjin groans loudly, “oh my god, stop calling me jennifer!” her shout falters you and you stay quiet. a part of you is scared of her anger and another part wants to cry. cry that yunjin’s hold is so, so warm.
you hear yunjin take a deep breath.
“i regret breaking up with you.”
and it’s crazy that you don’t have a snarky remark to bite back. you don’t have any words at all because… well, why would yunjin ever regret that?
it got her famous, rich and her dream that she desired.
you feel her embrace you a little tighter again. at this point, your back was to her chest and she rested her head against your shoulder. it was like you two were cuddling, only that you were deathly upright and still. suddenly you hear sniffles and your shoulder getting wet.
“it was fine at first. i liked being an idol but i just… i’m sorry for leaving you. i was an idiot and i can’t tell you how much i’ve missed you,” yunjin cries into your shoulder, “i was so stupid to break up with the only person that supported me then… and i’m so sorry for being such a dumbass to ever let you go. i wanted to go back to new york and beg for you to take me back—”
“so why didn’t you?” you interrupt.
“i was scared, scared that i might see you with someone new and scared to face you again, but now that you’re here, all these emotions just rush out and fuck, i can’t stop crying. please, please let me try again, i won’t be the same idiot that breaks up with you. i’ll do anything for you, y/n.”
yunjin just sobs into your shoulder and there’s some mumbles that you can’t make out.
“jen,” you mutter softly, “i was so broken when you left me. you lied and then just broke up with me on the spot, and there’s still a little bit of my heart that hates you for it.” your ex-girlfriend’s body tenses up.
“the days after, i waited for any contact with you. maybe you would call, apologise and come back to new york, but a part of me knew that you would never. but i stayed, hoping,” you chuckle, “so much for wistful thinking. you haven’t changed much. but i did.”
yunjin inhales sharply.
“have you… moved on?” you can tell her cheeks are burning red at her curiosity despite her hair hiding her face.
“i could never move on, you know that right? i just had to change to become someone who would survive without you,” you turn around, facing the one that left you heartbroken in a starbucks two years ago. “you left so abruptly and… i can’t just forgive you instantly. also, i meant it when i said it wasn’t nice of you to just drag me in here.”
yunjin pouts, cheeks reddening further, “you would have ran away.”
you pinch her cheeks, “then you can chase me properly this time, instead of leaving again.”
she sighs into her hands.
“i wish i could turn back time and never leave you.”
you shake your head, “i’m still pissed at you. i think i had to change pillowcases every day since i cried into my pillow every time i thought of you.”
yunjin lets out a watery laugh.
“i’m sorry.”
“it’s okay. i became okay.”
“i just,” yunjin stutters, “missed you… way more than i thought. i love you, so much. fuck, why’d i ever think of leaving you?” she says the last part more to herself than you.
“let’s start slow, yunjin,” you offer the girl, who raises her eyebrows.
“yunjin?”
“everyone here calls you yunjin, shouldn’t i do the same?”
“but i like jen…”
you giggle, “okay jen, i’ll give you another chance.”
you swear that yunjin’s face brightens up tenfold when you let those words out.
lesserafim’s dating ban is lifted after five years. yunjin is more mature and so are you. you had recently celebrated your 27th birthday by flying back to new york (with yunjin tagging along) to visit your family.
after reaching incheon international airport, yunjin takes ahold of your hand and laughs, “this is the first time i saw you since we broke up. it’s so crazy that fate brought you here with me.”
you roll your eyes at her.
“you mean, you broke up with me, don’t make it into a mutual agreement,” you sass.
“yeah yeah, but i wanted to ask you something,” yunjin shifted uncomfortably, “y/n.”
“yes, jen?”
“we should start dating.”
“yeah? that’s not really asking anyway, more like stating,” you say.
yunjin is now the one rolling her eyes.
“is that a yes because i might just start crying.”
you give her silence before bursting into laughter at her worried expression.
“yes, you doofus.”
( “hey jen, you were kind of like joe jonas breaking up with taylor swift when you broke up with me.”
“oh my god, i was joe jonas.” )
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Pierre Gasly with flirtatious reader but she doesn't flirt with him and only him hahahahaha
I want him to be 'huh?!?!?!?' and mayyybe maybee jealous
Up to you queen
This was so fun to write. Hope you like it, Anon!
Flirt - Pierre Gasly
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Pierre stared across the room at her. Her hand resting on Lando’s arm, a flirty smile on her face. The sight makes his jaw twitch before his lips form a pout. The Frenchman didn’t understand her.
She liked him, had seen the way her breath would stutter when he winked at her or would press a hand to the small of her back and yet she never flirted back with him. With the rest of the grid, she always had some sort of flirty remark, more than willing to dish it back out but as soon as he joined or started to flirt with her, she had nothing.
It made him a weird combination of confused and jealous and the sight of her standing so close to Lando, touching him with that smile of hers just made it worse.
His eyes are dragged away from her with a light nudge to the ribs before Charles sits in the chair next to him. “You make her nervous.”
“What?”
“You wonder why she never flirts with you.”
Pierre nods, no embarrassment to be found at Charles knowing what had him pouting. Not when his best friend had heard him rant and rave about not understanding why she wouldn’t flirt with him.
“I talked to Alex who talked to Lily.”
“And?” The older man nearly shakes him at the slow drawn out way he’s going about this.
“You make her flustered, nervous. She can’t flirt back. Too overwhelmed. Don’t know why, not like your handsome.”
“Shut up, Charlie.” The response is more reflex as his brain wraps around that.
He made her so flustered when he flirted that she couldn’t think of how to flirt back. She liked him so much that he overwhelmed her. Picking up his beer, he quickly drains it before standing, setting the empty glass back down. “See you tomorrow, Charles.”
“Bye Pierre.” Charles waves, watching as his best friend crosses the room and finally gets the girl.
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haaaiii mootie pie!! i'm here with a lil request :3
so like, i don't have any actual ideas BUT soft fluffy gentle sex with charlie hhrnmmggnghnrhhrnrm 😵💫 idk sorry, bye bye mwahh!!
MOOTIE PIE I LOVE THAT AND THE DRAWING this is so cute
Movie Date (Charlie Walker) NSFW
Tags: @romanroyapoligist @nevvdrinksteaa @444rockstargf @wildathevrt
Summary: you ask Charlie on a movie date at home and you escalate the moment, unable to hold yourself back
Contents: Fem!Reader, NSFW, Use of Y/N, Soft!Dom!Charlie (cuz ik you like that one pooks), unprotected sex, p in v, reader receiving oral
You slipped on your black lace set as you got ready for your date with Charlie. you finally worked up the courage to ask him out knowing he wouldn't make the first move and you planned to put out on the first date of course.
You finished getting ready, sitting in excitement waiting for the clock to hit. and suddenly you heard the knock on your front door. quickly you got the popcorn out and ran to the door to answer it. "Hi!" you exclaimed, your eagerness getting away from you. And you would have been embarrassed if it wasn't for the grin already glued to his face with flowers in his hands. "You sweet boy." you said pulling him inside and closing the door behind him. "Hi." he said, exhaling like he'd been holding his breath and immediately you could tell he was nervous.
"I got some new horror movies for us to watch." you said, bubbly and excited, taking the bouquet from his hands and leading him to the kitchen to search for a vase. "That's actually the sweetest thing." he giggled. all he could do was look at you endearingly like he was staring at his dream girl. "you haven't kissed me yet." he said, holding his hands behind his back like a boy waiting patiently for his turn. you giggled. "in time my sweet boy." you teased, taking his hand and leading him to the living room after putting the flowers in water.
You plugged in the first movie and sat next to Charlie, crossing a leg over his lap and snuggling into him, making sure you jumped into him when a scary scene came on. obviously, you weren't scared you just wanted him to hug you tighter. your hands unconsciously slipped down his waist.
He let out a forced yawn and wrapped his arm around you, causing you to giggle. "you're such a cliche." you told him. "i-is that bad?" he asked, looking down at you. "no I like it, I like the cliche, I like when you touch me." you whispered, causing him to reach around and gently lay his hand on your lower stomach. your breath hitched. "like this?" he asked quietly and you nodded in response as he inched his hands lower. "you know why I haven't kissed you yet?" you asked, getting up and turning to straddle him. "to torture me?" he asked, looking up at you and placing his hands on your hips. "no I just knew I wouldn't be able to stop myself once I started." you told him as you leaned down to kiss him.
You tugged at his shirt and he pulled away to take it off. you sat back and watched him, running your hands down his chest. "God Charlie you're so fine." you whispered. he pulled you in, kissing you softly and sensually, raising the hair on your arms. "Charlie." you spoke. "yeah?" he breathed out. "I need you." You began unzipping his jeans as you began getting undressed. "oh you planned to put out on the first date huh?" he asked almost out of breath eyefucking you in your matching set and it made you more eager, you just wanted to put your hands all over him. "of course I did." you giggled, wiggling out of your jeans. you saw his eyes falter for a moment, thinking you probably did this with most guys. "only for you Charlie." you whispered, getting back on his lap.
Charlie already had a hard on, begging for your gentle hands to wrap around it. you began grinding your hips down and his mouth opened right up. "oh fuck it feels so good, Y/N." he gripped your hips gently, scared to bruise you. charlie leaned in to gently bite down on your neck, leaving hickeys. "brand me, baby. I want to be at school showing people I'm yours." your words tasting like sugar slipping through your lips. though his mouth wasn't on yours, Charlie groaned into your skin at how sweet you tasted. he reached down to pull your panties aside and lifted you to slowly slip himself into your heat.
he craved you so bad, wanting to please you and listen to you whine out his name. This being exactly what you did as it slipped deeper and deeper. "oh Charlie fuck." the sound of your moan pushing Charlie to lightly buck his hip up. "yeah? that feels good? tell me what you want. faster?" he asked, watching you close your eyes in pleasure. "no keep going slow I like it. please please just keep going." you said reaching down and rubbing tight circles on your clit. "that's my job baby let me do all the work." he said, gently pulling away your hand and flipping you on your back now in missionary.
he replaced your hand and began rubbing those quick tight circles while keeping his slow pace. you were now a moaning mess begging him to speed up. "you feel so good Y/N." he said both of you now sweating and feeling your release approach. "I'm- I'm close Charlie." you stuttered as his thrust became sloppy. you gripped the pillow behind you as you felt yourself untangle and melt under his touch. he moaned out, collapsing on your chest.
"you're so beautiful." he let out as you both caught your breath. "and wow you sound just as beautiful." you could hear his smirk as you said this, running your hands through his hair. "speak for yourself loser." you joked. "right I'm the loser but you couldn't kiss me because you wouldn't be able to hold back from fucking." he said looking up at you, leading you to lightly pulling his hair. "watch it pretty boy." you said, leaning over to kiss his forehead.
"Can I.." he trailed off, reaching his hand down to your heat. "UM YES? Be gentle I'm still sensitive" you exclaimed. "I love it when you ask for permission like I'd ever say no." you said, rushing to sit up when he got off you. he spread your legs and kissed up your thighs until he reached your dripping heat. "I'll make sure to do it every time." he said before licking a stripe up your pussy. you let out a quiet moan, your hand flying up to your mouth. "don't cover your mouth baby I wanna hear those sweet moans." he whispered up at you, pulling away. you nodded. he went back down, sucking and gently biting causing your back to arch as you gripped his hair. "oh god it's so good." you whimpered as his tongue dipped into you and before you knew it you spilled your release into his mouth. "you taste so good Y/N." he said, getting up to kiss you, tasting yourself on his lips, biting his lower lip. "you can have a taste whenever you want, my love." you said, pulling away. the both of you cuddling on the couch the rest of the night, switching the movie over to a romcom and feeding each other popcorn.
there would definitely be more dates.
A/N: i worked a little bit more on this one HOPE YOU LIKED IT ARTIE!!
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Cat's Out of the Bag | Moriarty the Patriot
Summary: It looks like you've been rudely interrupted mid kiss with your (secret) lover. Suffice to say the situation is quite awkward...
Content: SFW. Sherlock being Sherlock. Jokes about some characters reading too much into the situation but there is no mature content going on. Please don't tag this as anything but SFW!
Characters: Sherlock, Louis, John
Notes: Let me kiss them on the foreheads please 🥺
Sherlock Holmes
Well, this is certainly surprising. Mycroft didn't suspect that his routine "wellness check" (code for his surprise paintball gun fights) would end up with him walking on his brother sharing kisses with a lady
(He was sure he told him to beware of women once...)
And really, in the living room of the flat for anyone to walk in on! It was as if Sherlock would show no shame in being caught (true)
But...Mycroft didn't remember any woman catching his little brother's eye. It seems that this was a well-kept secret indeed
"Sherly, if you are going to show your affections to a woman, there are appropriate places to do so. Out in the middle of the sitting room with the door unlocked is not one of them."
"What do you want?" Sherlock hissed, running a hand through his messy hair. "Why do you always have to show up at the most inopportune times?!"
"Because I care for you, Sherly," Mycroft answered with a smile. Then his gaze drifted over to you, your cheeks growing pink. "My apologies for not properly introducing myself. You may call me Mycroft. I am Sherly’s elder brother."
"No one asked, now get out," Sherlock huffed, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes. "You've spoiled the mood."
"Why didn't you inform me that you had a lover? You'll be needing all the advice I can spare if this relationship is to be maintained. Besides, do you even know basic biology?" Mycroft sighed, shaking his head. "You have a terrible habit of only absorbing information that interests you. It's to be assumed that you have no inclination of the topic of se–"
"All right, that's enough!" Sherlock exclaimed, leaping out of his seat and pushing his brother towards the door. "Please, my dear, darling older brother, do not come back without an invitation. Bye!"
And before Mycroft could formulate a witty response, the door was promptly shut in his face, locked with a key for good measure.
"...Sherlock?"
"Don't mind him. He's always this irritating." Sherlock huffed, returning to his spot beside you on the sofa. "I'm sorry if his visit resulted in embarrassment for you. Now you can imagine what I have to go through on a regular basis."
"Pesky older brothers," you laughed. "I suppose it's fortunate I don't have one of my own."
"Truly. If you did, I have a feeling that they'd be grilling me on my reasons for courting you. I don't need any more sibling drama than I have now."
"Well, at least he's gone now, right?"
"And hopefully he won't be back for a long while."
"I'm guessing his display just now is the reason you didn't tell him that we're together?"
"Precisely. Now, I'm afraid we'll have to be careful about him barging in again. He can be quite stubborn in that regard."
"It'll be alright," you said, placing your hand atop Sherlock's. "At least now we know what to expect."
"Well, next time he can 'expect' the nearest object being tossed at his head."
Even Sherlock gets so embarrassed you thought, smiling when you noticed the red tips of his ears.
“You’re blushing,” you said, unable to resist the urge to tease him. It wasn’t often Sherlock got so flustered, after all.
“I am not.”
“You do realize that you scratch the back of your neck when you’re lying, right?”
Sherlock tsked, playfully rolling his eyes before pulling you into his arms. “You’ve picked up on too many of my tactics. You’ll pay for this!” Your laughter echoed throughout the flat as Sherlock tickled you mercilessly until you confessed to your ‘crime’.
However, a few kisses of recompense bribed your way out of a guilty sentence. Maybe that favoritism made Sherlock guilty, too, but he wasn’t opposed to the two of you being partners in crime.
Louis Moriarty
Well, well, well. Who knew sweet and innocent Louis would be caught with lipstick stains on his face?
Moran knew he shouldn't be so delighted at the sight in front of him, but it was almost like...he was seeing a little brother become a man
Besides, Moran didn't count on any of the brothers having a secret relationship. To say this was a surprise was an understatement. Perhaps the others would like to know…
"Sorry, Louis. Was I interrupting something?" Sebastian asked, unable to hide his toothy grin.
"Just what on earth are you doing entering the room without knocking?!!" Louis' glasses weren't enough to hide the blush creeping on his face which grew more and more noticeable by the minute.
"Didn't think you'd be so busy," Moran replied, wriggling an eyebrow. "The evidence of the crime is all over you."
"There was nothing indecent going on here!" Louis his face in his hands, internally plotting a million ways to get rid of Moran without arousing suspicion.
"You shouldn't have to say so if that were the case."
"Moran!!!"
"Okay you two, calm down, all right?" you sighed, trying to salvage the last bit of decency between you and Louis. "If Moran came in here, he probably needs something from us. What can we help you with?”
"Well, I was just dropping by to say that the last mission we discussed is still on. William's already moving forward with the plan. However, if you also need me to get the manor empty for a while, let me know. I can pull a few strings."
"Whenever you speak with William again,” you said through gritted teeth, “can you ask him to teach me how to get away with murder?"
"Oh, that's quite a specific request. Care to elaborate?"
"I'll elaborate when I put you six feet below the ground, Sebastian."
Moran put his hands up in the air in surrender, though the grin never left his face. "I was just joking around. Besides, if Louis gets this embarrassed just kissing you, there's no way he'd be able to–"
Moran jumped as a knife whizzed past him and embedded itself into the wall.
"If you get so caught off guard just by running your mouth, there's no way you'd be prepared for a surprise attack by an enemy."
"Aaand would you look at that, it's half past tea time! Better go help the others with the details of the plan."
You didn't think you'd ever seen Moran run out of a room so quickly.
"Louis, please don't threaten him. I know he's an idiot sometimes but..."
"Nevermind him. Shall we continue where we left off?"
You blinked, taken aback by Louis' sudden boldness. "O-Oh. You...want another kiss?"
Louis' lips turned upwards in a wicked grin. "Put them where your lipstick will be visible. I want Moran to remember how he barely escaped this situation with his life."
John Watson
Oh, uh…huh. Sherlock didn’t think twice about bursting into his dear friend’s room to excitedly inform him of the success of his new experiment and ended up…well…seeing John mid kiss with a woman he’d never met before
He couldn’t help but stare slack-jawed, completely oblivious to the mortified expressions of his companion and “friend”
But Sherlock had seen far stranger things, so he was able to quickly regain his composure and snap back to his usual self
“John, you should have told me you were going to have a lady friend over! I would have made sure to stay out of the flat for a while.”
“N-No,” John stammered, his tanned face flushing, “I wouldn’t make you leave so that…I…”
“It’s quite all right to want some privacy! Kissing someone is a very intimate affair after all, and I’m not about to ruin my dear Watson’s chances at romance!”
“I–”
“So, whaddya think of John?” Sherlock asked you with a wink. “He’s quite the catch, isn’t he?”
“Sherlock! I thought you just said you were going to give us some privacy…”
“Oh, I agree,” you replied, leaving John and Sherlock wide-eyed at your honest confession. “To be honest, I didn’t expect John to be so…good at his craft.” You winked back at Sherlock, the two of you exchanging smiles. It seems you were already well on your way to gaining the detective’s approval.
“[Name]!” John cried, burying his face in your shoulder. “Don’t start teasing me, too.”
“But you’re so cute when your face turns all red~” you laughed, lifting up his chin with a finger. “Besides, I can tell you like the fact that I take the lead in this relationship.”
Poor John was going to end up as red as a tomato if you and Sherlock kept on like this.
“Well, I’ll be going now. I’ll return in a couple of hours–got some detective work to do and all. Enjoy your kissing. Goodbye!”
As soon as the door clicked shut, John breathed out a ragged sigh. “I was not expecting all this attention today.”
“Shy are we?”
“Please, I don’t know how much more my poor heart can take.”
You laughed, wrapping your arms around John’s neck. “I’m sorry. You’re just so cute when you’re like this.”
John pouted his lips, pulling you in closer by your waist. “I’m the one who’s supposed to be saying that.”
“Then do.”
John’s eyes flickered down to your lips and back to your eyes, silently asking for your permission. You answered his question with a nod and smile, and soon enough, his lips were back on yours, bringing you to a state of unending bliss, whispering sweet nothings reserved just for you.
“Yes,” he said against your lips, unable to hide his smile, “you are quite adorable, darling.”
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enchanted to meet you ⋙ 09. pick up the phone.
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The ringing was unapologetically loud.
You groaned, reluctantly reaching out from your cocoon of blankets to grab your phone off the nightstand. You squinted at the screen, seeing Binnie’s name flashing at you before you swiped to answer the call. “Changbin, someone better be dead or so help me.”
He chuckled, completely unfazed by your threat. “Well, I was worried you were, to be honest. No one’s heard from you since yesterday morning.”
You frowned, pulling your duvet over your head. “I could’ve sworn one of you was here yesterday?” You mumbled, thinking back to the distinctly male figure that had been standing over you at some point. “Or was that a fever dream?”
“Definitely wasn’t any of us, unfortunately. Maybe San stopped by to check on you?”
You shook your head, then winced as a it throbbed. “No, he’s away on a work trip. Maybe he asked Wooyoung to stop by?” You asked yourself before sighing, “Well, whatever. I’m not dead.”
“I have class until 3 today but I can come by and bring you some soup and gatorade, if you’d like?” Changbin suggested.
“I never got to the store yesterday, so that would be amazing if you can.”
“Bet. I’ll see you in a few hours, Y/n. Get some rest, yeah?”
You nodded, stifling a yawn. “Trust me, the minute you hang up, I’m going right back to sleep.”
Changbin laughed, “Bye Y/n.”
“Bye,” You couldn’t help but smile as you pulled the phone away, seeing Changbin had already disconnected the call. You put your phone down and retreated further back into your sheets.
You could already feel your eyes getting heavier, the lingering illness making your senses feel fuzzy and dull. But a slight stretch connected your foot with something heavy next to you. “Kitty? Did you come to give me ‘get well’ cuddles?” You whispered, excited to think that the feline is trusting you more and more.
Slowly, as to not possibly scare him off, you re-emerged from the blanket pile, turning over and expecting to see the cute little gray cat curled up next to you.
You were definitely not expecting to see a full grown man asleep instead.
You screamed, throwing yourself out of the bed as he jerked up, eyes wide with surprise. You fell to the floor, scrambling back as you made eye contact.
“What- who- why-“ you sputtered out, unable to form a coherent sentence, looking from him to your phone on the nightstand. “Cops- I’m calling the-“
“No, wait!” He shouted, lunging forward the same time you did. He reached your phone before you did and held it out of your reach. “Y/n, please, just listen to me, okay?”
“You’re in my fucking bed!”
He sighed, running a hand through his messy hair and you frowned, “wait a minute. Aren’t you-“ you blink then gasp, realization dawning on you. “You’re Chan’s roommate!”
He nodded, “Right, I’m Minho. We’ve met a few times?”
“But you’re in my bed!” You repeated, gobsmacked,
"I know, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" He paused, cheeks flushing red as he turned his head, clearly embarrassed.
"How did you get in my apartment?"
"Technically, you brought me here." He mumbled, still unable to look at you. "It's a long story but my bonehead roommate turned me into a..." He sighed, finally turning to look at you again. "He turned me into a cat."
"A cat?" You blinked, frowning. "You're not telling me... you're Kitty?"
He nodded, "That's exactly what I'm telling you."
"But why are you in my apartment then?!"
"... We’re going to need to call Chan.”
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Explanation for my unpleasant gradient and infected dynamic headcanon!
Ok let’s get one thing out of the way:
I headcannon that unpleasant gradient is infected/kaspers ADOPTIVE father
if that makes you uncomfortable, no worries! Simply ignore it or ask me to tag just in case.
now for the people actually interested in why I headcannon as such, I’ll explain in this blog! So strap in for my ramblings lol.
WHY? AND HOW?
ok let’s get the obvious out of the way:
Unpleasant always appears from infecteds apartment. And ONLY infecteds apartment. Nothing else.
which is obviously weird. I know that other npc’s only spawn from one place (i.e infected from his own apartment or pest from the subway) but this almost always correlates with their lore in some way. If unpleasant had spawned somewhere else then it wouldn’t be such a big deal but this MAJOR evidence for my headcannon.
of course he could just be a really annoying roommate but I’ll explain this in my next point-
-which is THIS:
Litteraly who the fuck follows their “roommate” around once they get an injury, you wouldn’t do that type of stuff unless….
It’s your child.
yeah that’s right, I believe that unpleasant is actually just a worried dad. Which explains why it always follows infected around and why it has such close correlation.
on top of that there’s infecteds skateboard, who the hell gets a skateboard directly based off of their supposed roommate? Unless of course. Infected actually looked up to unpleasant and based his skateboard off of it.
“BuT kEvIn WhAt aBoUt ThIs!?!?1!1?”
I honestly have no idea what to say of this. I’ll be honest lmao. But I’m guessing it’s probably the fact that it’s just teenage angst and/or him hating on unpleasant because he’s technically not his “real” dad.
“bUt ErM kEvIn wHy WoUlD hE eAt HiS CaT tHeN ☝🏼🤓”
Because erm actually anon there’s 0 fucking evidence he ate the fuckass cat there’s only speculation and coincidences who the hell knows maybe it’s KASPER himself (I actually headcannon that but it’s a topic for another time)
ok now that I’ve THOSE out of the way it’s time for general headcannons!! ^_^
General headcannons + ramblings!
number one! Since unpleasant is pretty much fixated on ‘cringe’ things (skibidi toilet and unfunny 2020’s jokes) it could play a factor on why infected dosent like having him around, he’s chill. But he’s basically the embodiment of embarrassment. Whether that’d be through his habits (nose-picking, messy eating, etc.) or his humor (as stated before) he’s pretty much the dad that embarrasses you wherever you go.
on top of that, the difference and the opposite nature of both infected and unpleasant makes it quite hard for anyone to really think they’re even partially related. Which is why infected takes advantage of the fact that he can say he’s a “creep” / stalker and anyone can believe him.
However despite their difference in nature. Unpleasant and infected are actually not all that awfully different. They’re both mentally stuck in a period of time (2010 with infected, 2020’s with unpleasant) and they’re both ‘cringe’ in their own respective ways. So despite their opposing beliefs and humor, they’re actually not all that different.
this and unpleasant would be the type of ‘protective and nosey’ dad. Constantly trying to see what is up with his adoptive son while also trying to protect him ever since he got the infection. To which infected retaliates and pushes it further, thinking he deserves to live his life the way he sees fit. Even if it means getting in trouble sometimes. Which is probably why no one is comfortable with unpleasant, it only suspects everybody.
Anddd that’s all! I think- But man that was a woozy to write- I hope you all like it! Who knows if this does well I might write more of my headcannons! For now though I’m gonna log off for the evening- Bye bye!
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she is both hellfire and holy water
- part II
you should take it as a compliment, that I’m talking to everyone here but you
jake seresin
callsign: scorcher
part I
part III
disclaimers/tags: female!aviator!reader. jake is a needy loverboy who needs to be liked so much. slowburn and angst. sooo cheesy, i know.
a/n: this is short as well, just establishing the backstory and how/why reader and jake become a little closer. there will be more parts, bear with me :)
tagging: @thedroneranger @shanimallina87 @peakascum @cherrycola27
It's a slow Saturday, and he's just come back from the gym to find you speaking quietly on the phone.
He doesn't mean to intrude, but he can't help himself. He'll eat his yogurt while he eavesdrops.
"Just, tell me those numbers again, please."
Your back is turned to him, looking out of the window, hand scratching at the back of your neck soothingly. You're shaking.
He puts a half full cup of yogurt down and takes a step in your direction, concerned but unsure.
"Got it. Yeah, thanks for letting me know. Nonono, don't worry, you know I hate it when you do that."
There's a strain to your voice and Jake has learned which of your small laughs are forced.
After that talk with Maverick, he started observing more. You, your mannerisms, how you treated everyone from or not from base. He's hell-bent on figuring out why he's different to you.
One of the things he picked up on was how you hated concern. Anyone fussing over you made you wildly uncomfortable. Sometimes, if someone asked you one too many questions about your day, you'd have to sigh quietly and mumble out a standard, masked 'fuck off' answer.
It's funny how, with him, you would've just told him to fuck off, plain and simple. He doesn't know whether to be offended or flattered.
"I'm good, really." A pause, like the other person on the line is considering. "There we go. Talk to you soon. Okay, bye."
He waits for you to turn around and notice him.
It's awkward when you take too long, holding the phone against your chest and leaning your back unsteadily against the dinner table.
You make a move to walk, feet turning to the door, but decide to retract on it.
He doesn't really know what to do with what happens next.
Still holding onto the table, you crouch down with your knees to your chest, the other hand holding the phone covering your mouth. A controlled sob breaks through.
Jake reboots on the spot, jogging to your side. That was too much, regrettably.
You jump up, nearly losing your balance, spinning away from him presumably to hide your tears.
Trembling hands rub your eyes before an infuriated face turns to him. Smooth.
"Hangman, what the fuck?!"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to-" He cuts himself off. There's nothing he could say to make this any less embarrassing. Surely, he just made your day much worse. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, you scared me 's all."
He shouldn't think that you look cute right now, holding your wrist to calm yourself down, skittish.
"That's not what I meant."
That hot anger takes over your bottomless-pit eyes, closing the distance and puffing your chest out, trying to look scary.
"What do you mean, then, Seresin?"
Your eyelashes are wet, and you're sniffling at the end of every sentence. It's funny that you would even try to deny you are upset. Stubborn, like Maverick said.
His cautionless chuckle is misinterpreted by the figure in front of him, who pushes on his chest - not that it moves his body at all - and storms off.
Oh, c'mon.
Shit.
He looks for you everywhere, stopping by the lockeroom to grab a hoodie and his car keys.
Eventually, he finds you sitting on the roof, watching the ocean.
"I'm knocking so I don't scare you again and you don't fall and break your neck."
Without so much as a smile, you answer him with sarcasm. "How considerate."
At least an exhale out of your nose, he expected. He was using his best sympathetic voice.
"Wouldn't you rather actually see it? Instead of looking at a distant blue line." His open hand is extended towards you, out of the window. "C'mon, I'll drive."
You leave him, ironically, hanging for a minute. But he's not giving up on you today.
Wet fingers close around his palm. You were drying new tears. His heart shrinks a little as he helps you back inside.
It was raining earlier, and you slip on a muddy spot.
Jake quickly wraps his arms around your waist and unceremoniously drags you through the window.
You take a second to regain your footing, shoes still slippery, and he steadies you with his hands on your elbows. A genuine sigh of relief passes his lips, and he shuts his eyes.
He opens them again when he feels your arm hair stand up. Your brows are furrowed, lips shaping into a pout. Adorable when upset, again. He knows he should not think like that.
"You scared me, I scared you back. We're even."
He chuckles again, but you're unrelenting. He stands there, holding you, for a beat too long before you widen your eyes towards the door.
Right, he promised to take you somewhere. Where again?
For the entire ride, your head is leaning back on the headrest, wind ruffling your hair.
Finally at the beach, you seem confused when he takes a seat next to you on the sand.
"Fucking…what now?"
"What are you doing?"
"Watching the ocean, I thought that's what you wanted to do."
"I thought you were gonna meet someone here. You said you were giving me a ride."
Ok, he never thought of you as stupid before but this is a strong contender to sway his opinion.
"No, I said I would drive. Why would I bring you along to meet someone? That makes no sense."
"Fine, then what do you want?"
He laughs in your face again. He should probably stop doing that, but this one is justifiable.
"Are you always this suspicious of everyone? Live a little, honey." As soon as he looks back at you, your lips are pursed into a thin line and he regrets the venom in his words. Maverick's revelations come back to him. You do have a hard time trusting people, and especially him, apparently. "I thought it'd make you feel better. Maybe make you want to talk about it."
"It has nothing to do with the Navy, if you think you're getting any juicy gossip."
Your hands are digging into the sand, arms leaning on them as if prepared to get up and leave any second.
He speaks quietly and slow, ignoring the way you assumed that he was only trying to get information out of you, more patient than he knew he could be.
"If you want to talk about it, I'm happy to listen. Or we can just watch the waves, but I can't guarantee I won't get bored and actually call someone to meet me here."
Your eyes roll to the back of your head, but a small tug of your lips is very much noticed by his watchful eyes, just as much as your shoulders relaxing as you get more comfortable on the fluffy ground.
"Only if you promise not to offer help or say you're sorry."
Holy shit, you are stubborn. He bites back a smile.
"Promise."
"What do you want to know?"
He's not Penny, but he understands this means you will talk about it but want to have control of the conversation. Not give away anything he doesn't inquire about.
"Why were you crying?"
The only times he saw tears from you were when Maverick made it back in the F-14 and at the finish line of a marathon where Phoenix got first place. Even then, they pooled around your eyes but did not dare to actually drop.
"Got surprised by something." He's glad the sun isn't too bright and you're sitting under the shade, because he can see your smile reach your eyes when you laugh at his hesitant and confused expression. The lightness in your clarification is nice to hear. "A bad something."
"Oh." Normally, he would have his sunglasses on, but maybe if you can look into his eyes you'll see that you can trust his intentions. "Don't think I've seen you that upset, ever."
Quickly, you look away, flustered. Fuck's sake, he wants you to know it's alright. But how can he possibly do that without scaring you away when he already knows you don't trust him?
A sigh, followed by a barely audible laugh. It's bitter.
"I guess I'm just tired of this."
Do you mean flying? God, he hopes you don't mean flying. You have one of the sharpest eyes and best quick-thinking - instinct - up there. He enjoyed watching you have a good time in the air, even more when you took it dead serious and kicked everyone's ass when it was just a standard training. You're fun.
"Of this?"
"Oh, no! No, not this. This is everything I am, I can't let go of it anytime soon."
"That's a relief, you have no idea." It's mumbled, but you catch it, squinting at him. He can see you swallowing, gearing up to tease him, so he brings your focus back to the matter at hand. "Then what?"
You swallow harder, looking at the horizon with a pained expression.
"I don't…have anyone, Jake." You never used his name. He takes it as a test. You look back at him and he maintains the same encouraging look. He's listening. "Family, I mean. I haven't seen or spoken to my mother since I was a teenager, my own choice. I have brothers but we never got along, there's a big age difference. And my dad is the reason I'm in a bit of a mess. It's just tiring, to have no one to fall back on."
He remembers not to say sorry and props you up to continue.
"Extended?"
Another painful look.
"My parents were…weird. They didn't like each other, but they also did not like each other's families. It was psychological warfare, keeping each other away from the people who actually cared for them until someone broke under the pressure and finally asked to leave. By the time they divorced, I was too old to be interesting to any of them."
"That is seriously demented."
"I know."
There's the lightness again. You seem to keep a sense of humour about all this.
"Still, they're your family. Don't they want to be close to you now?"
You shrug.
"Dad has a new family. They can do the whole affection thing and holidays together from scratch. Small kids are easier to please, deal and relate with than grown adults."
Affection thing. He wants to laugh at how foreign it sounds coming from you, until he realizes that you really don't know what that's like. He thinks back to his own family. Numerous and suffocating, sometimes.
"They don't care about you? Where you are or what you're doing?"
"Sometimes they text. Usually they just ask my dad about me, but it's pretty inefficient since he doesn't know how to answer that. I've been erased from their history."
Your head might be held up high right now, but he hears the shame.
"Well, they're missing out."
You laugh again, and he is stupidly, childishly proud that he made it happen.
"I don't know, they have a lot of people around them. I think they're okay."
There's silence after that. You mean it, no bitterness that time. You think they're better off without you. It's not his place to, but he wonders what convinced you of such a thing. He doesn't know anyone who would say that their lives would be improved by not having you. Usually, it's the other way around.
Looking at you, it seems like it doesn't even bother you. You've accepted it. You deserve to be shunned from your family, to be alone. A desire to change that perspective sparks inside of him.
He coughs.
"What about your dad? You said he's the reason you're in trouble, so you keep in touch."
Sensitive spot. You readjust on the sand, biting your lip so it stops quivering, nails digging into your forearms.
"The only thing we talk about is money. From time to time, he calls to ask for some. Demanding that I pay back what he gave raising me, since I'm not grateful. That's how it works in his head, anyways."
"That's what happened? He asked for money and you don't have it?"
You're scratching yourself now and he regrets asking but you're already answering.
"Sort of. I accumulated a lot of debt after I moved out. A couple of- Actually, exactly two years ago, I payed it off. All of it. Then, three months ago my dad needed help and I had some money saved so I gave it to him. Life is full of surprises, no matter how well you plan for those, so now I'm falling behind on some bills again and I guess…I don't know I guess I had flashbacks to that desperate feeling of not knowing how you're gonna fix a problem on your own."
"Ask Maverick, or even Cyclone for some way to-"
"Jake."
Bile churns in his stomach at the threatening way you said his name. A warning. It's vulnerable, the waterline of your eyes glimmering. He doesn't know if this is an appropriate moment to say sorry or if the rules still apply.
"Why did you give it to him? You said he has family, people, let them help him."
You lay down on the sand, covering your eyes with your arms, crossing the wrists.
"It's not simple. If I do that, I'll start a war. I know because I've tried. And it's not worth it. In his eyes, I owe him." Your arms come down to swat a fly away and he's glad to see your face again. "I just- I want peace. I want to be left alone. Whatever it takes, because I'm fucking sick of it. If giving him the money will get him off my case for even a day, it's good with me."
You sound suffocated.
He wants to tell you he is sorry. He wants to wax poetic about how loving his own family is and how that made him into a good, or at least better than he could ever be on his own, human being. But he's afraid it'll come out dishonest, despite it being true. He finds sentimentality usually sounds forced in his voice, it's kind of a curse, not able to sound genuine no matter how hard he tries. So he doesn't try anymore.
He lays back with you. It's not the moment to think about this, but you make him nervous. Jake Seresin walking on eggshells to avoid hurting someone's feelings, to prevent a pretty girl from slipping through his fingers.
"If you didn't like me before, I can only imagine how much I disgust you now. Sorry."
It's so quiet, barely breaking through your teeth.
"Why would you disgust me?" It's not the term he would use. Stomp, maybe. "And I thought we weren't saying sorry."
"I mean, everyone who's related to me keeps their distance. Surely, something must be wrong with me. That's what you're thinking." Your eyes are closed, and he takes the opportunity to get closer, turning on his stomach. "And I make the rules, of course I can say it."
"I don't think anything's wrong with you. Not for family-issues-related reasons."
"Aha, but you think I'm weird, right? You said it once."
"Why do you rememb- Oh my God, is that why you don't like me?"
"Who said I don't like you?"
Your eyes shoot open at the accusation, widening once they notice how close you are.
"C'mon, you despise me. I feel it every time you look at me."
He's smiling, obviously teasing you, even with a spot of truth to his exaggerated statement. But you're serious, staring into his eyes a little too long. It unnerves him.
"Fine, I owe you an apology." If his mouth wasn't so dry he would choke. "I don't despise you, Seresin, you're just easy to fuck with."
"I'M EASY TO FUCK WITH?"
"See?"
He shuts up as you prove your point, embarrassed that you captured him so perfectly. Do you know it's just you, though? That the truth is, he isn't easy to fuck with, you just have an easy time fucking with him.
"But I thought…at least the thing with Rooster's dad and Maverick would've made you hate me. It worked for everyone else."
"Lucky for you, I make my own opinions on people." You're blushing? He smiles and lets his eyes fall to your lips briefly, for fun. "I was disappointed."
There you go again, killing all the good feelings inside of him in a millisecond.
"But?" He holds out hope.
Lingering on how disappointment implies expectations. He is equally pressured, annoyed and flattered that you'd expect something out of him. Most people just meet him, stick to their first impressions and expect nothing. It's freeing.
"But I wanted to see how you would handle it. That's the most important part. You fucked up, how you deal with the aftermath counts a lot. And not only did Rooster forgive you, you saved their lives. I can't hold a petty thing that barely involves me against you after all that."
"You never said anything. I expected to be yelled at, like Rooster."
"Did you want me to yell at you?"
It's a confident whisper, taking back control of the conversation at his expense. Fuck, is he blushing? You're steamrolling him. Easy.
"Why let him have all the fun?"
You roll your eyes again, rejecting his advances like a million times before, but there's a new found playfulness to it. His heart beats faster.
"Like I said, I wanted to see what you would do. If I interfered, I wouldn't be able to judge your character, would I?"
Anyone else, and he would've told them to shove judgement up their ass, he doesn't need it. But he sort of wants your judgement to fall on him, so he can know what to think of himself. That's not how it should work. Alas.
Still, one thing bugs him.
"What about Bradshaw's character?"
He cocks his head back, like he just made a great point you hadn't thought about.
"He showed it from day one." Realization probably crosses his face because you mock it. Unlike the easy-going Bradley, he did keep some walls up. A giggle (Jesus, a giggle? Do you want to kill him?) escapes your lips and you bite them to stop it. "Relax, not everyone is an open book. I know, that's why I gave you the chance to show everyone you're mostly alright."
"What?"
"Someone had to tell those hard headed idiots to trust the process."
You did- Why would you?
"Wait- you just, what, told them to have a little faith in me?"
You scoff.
"No, I told them I have a tendency to be right. And I was."
That sounds more like you, cocky but for a reason. And yet, it's weird to hear it in defense of him.
Jake still doesn't fully understand, mind overflowing with questions, urging to have the blanks filled.
"So you defended me?"
Green eyes do their best to intimidate you, or he thinks that's what they are doing, hopes. You pinch the bridge of your nose.
"You're no damsel in distress, Hangman, I wasn't safekeeping your honor-" A snort this time, and he knows you're taking the piss out of him, but he's reveling in it as if it's a compliment. Maybe it is, coming from you. The relaxed expression on your face, freely teasing him like you do with the rest of the squad. He'll take it, if it's all you got. "I just said you probably weren't evil, and you'd come around when needed. Floyd was the one who stood by me the strongest, if you'd like to know."
And right you were, he stepped up when Maverick and Rooster needed him to, without hesitation.
A possibly misplaced sense of pride, the pure kind, spreads inside of him at the thought that you saw potential in him. He expected Javy to know that he would do whatever was necessary, maybe their instructor and mentor, who seemed like an optimistic man. But you, who never really gave him the time of day, who didn't seem impressed by much…that was unexpected. Almost as much as the intensity with which he is pleased to hear you don't not believe in him.
"I could get used to having you on my side."
He pours as much of his charm into the sentence. You don't look even a bit phased, and your voice stays leveled.
"That's a seriously presumptuous leap. I never even said I like you."
Stubborn fucking Lieutenant.
He shakes his head and starts getting up, doing a couple half assed push ups to annoy you (it works) before cleaning the sand from his hands on top of your body.
You swat it away with a faux scowl. He's getting real good at discerning your genuine and fake reactions.
"Wanna grab something to eat?"
You're quicker to take his hand this time, looking at the sun setting behind him.
"How about something to drink?"
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