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astonmartingf · 16 days

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YOU'VE BEEN ON MY MIND—

— co-parenting with alonso has been smooth sailing, until he starts dropping hints that he wants to be with you again

P5 ★ LATE NIGHT DATE DISASTER

amgf almost 3k words i think? i'm back! honestly this was a fun write. mention of lewis and his story enjoy the condom ig? iykyk, also see you for the second half of this story we're almost ending guys 🫡 special chapter tomorrow or maybe later tonight :p

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You don't try to hide the nervous feeling inside your chest, granted it was your first time out on a date with anyone for that matter. And even more so with Alonso, the last time you went on a date with him Ales wasn't in the picture, and even after then— things went downhill for your relationship.

"Lance! You know what to do right?" You call your cousin from your bedroom. He arrived two hours early after Ales' afternoon nap and looked after him while you "prepare for your date." It was unnecessary but grateful nonetheless, Lance gave you a few dating tips in the modern times.

The thought made your eyes roll, it wasn't like dating then and now had any difference, granted the only person you dated was Alonso but it wasn’t that long ago since you went out on a date right?

“You better not use Ales as an excuse to skip out on a date, especially this one because it’s with your baby daddy, co-parent partner Fernando Alonso.” You cringe inwardly hearing your cousin talking about Alonso, knowing they also race for the same team.

“Okay, first off all what the fuck are you talking about. Second, do you actually talk to him like that?” Lance enters the room with Ales in tow, dressed up in matching pajamas with a mischievous look on his face, a telling sign of Lance possibly corrupting his young mind, or you finding another excuse to ditch a date.

“Well… there’s not much of a difference, but I do speak more freely to you than to him. So I’m just saying all this as your baby cousin Lance and as Nando’s teammate Lance. Anyways, we’re helping you outside and watching you from the driveway, are you driving?”

You walk, Lance following you closely behind to the front door, “I offered to meet there but he’s picking me up. A proper date he said.”

Lance nods to himself, “I get it… I mean thinking back of the previous dates you’ve ditched, picking you up would be a sure fire way to have you on the actual date itself. Points for Nando today, soon he’ll get closer to the pole position.” Lance winks before raising his eyebrows suggestively, making you shudder at his stupid innuendos.

“Lance! That’s your teammate for God’s sake, and I’m your older cousin, respect us at least. Pole position? Ugh, you’re such a child. The more words that come out of your mouth, the more you’re convincing me not to leave you alone with my child. You’ll be the one going out the door with Alonso after all this.”

“Hey,” Lance holds his hands up in surrender, “I was joking, I swear no more. I will shut up, look Nando is at the gate already. Would you look at that, it’s time to go.”

Leaving you no time to respond, Lance pushes you out the door handing a purse in your hands, the contents inside are your phone, lip gloss, a small perfume bottle, and a piece of condom. You turn around glaring at your cousin, watching through the glass window, a smirk full of mischief behind them.

You shake your head disappointed, pulling your phone you frantically type a message before meeting Alonso waiting patiently leaning at the passenger door. “How long have you been waiting?”

It was only then that Alonso looked up, “Not too long ago… Wow— Hello. Uhm… you look absolutely stunning, breath-taking.”

A smile grows on your face, “You don’t look bad yourself, it’s been a while huh? This…”

Alonso nods his head, opening the door for you. You sit in the car, as you catch him taking a deep breath then fixing up his suit before entering the car with what seems to be a nervous smile on his face.

Hopefully he’s as nervous as you— sitting up straight, hands building sweat as your breaths shorten the close proximity making you feel as if there’s a limited amount of air for you to breathe. It was new and jarring. You’ve been inside a car with Alonso before, but usually you have Ales or a surgery case in mind, now it’s just you two— not as Ales’ parents but as Alonso and YN.

“I’m nervous… truth be told, I haven’t thought this far ahead, I was stuck between asking you on a date and the ways to convince you. I’ve been scrambling around like a headless chicken on what to do, but I thought about your schedule and wanted to do something more chill and laid-back night out. No stress, fingers crossed.” Alonso laughs, taking small glances in your direction and focusing on the road ahead of him.

Your heart warms at Alonso’s train of thought, his attention to detail of your schedule leaves you in awe. You feel transported back in your 20s as Alonso picks you up from work during your anniversary and opting to stay in instead of celebrating out making sure you’re well rested.

Greeted by the familiar gates of his house, Alonso pulls his car in the driveway, opening your side of the door. “I thought we could eat dinner and talk in the safety of my house, is that okay? I forgot to tell you, maybe we could’ve worn something more casual but what’s wrong with dressing up for the occasion right?”

Taking Alonso’s hands you laugh at his words, “It’s all good, I think the outfits help bring the vibe. I mean where else will I get the chance to dress up outside charity events in the hospital? Thank you for bringing us here, I prefer the comfort of your home as well, and if you’re cooking it might beat whatever food I’m craving at the moment.”

Alonso opens the door, and you are greeted with a candle-lit kitchen, the lights in the living room set to dim with the soft sound of a piano playing somewhere completing the atmosphere of the house. “For some who’s been scrambling like a headless chicken this seems well thought out.” Shrugging your coat off, revealing the back of your dress— Alonso’s breath hitches, taking the coat from your arms. He couldn’t help but stare, especially when you’re looking this good, it would be illegal, the thoughts and words wanting to spill out of his mouth.

“You take my breath away as ever. I don’t think I’ll get used to this.” You laugh at Alonso playfully rolling your eyes, slapping his hands— you try not to get his words the best of you. Despite your heart going over 300 kilometers as blood rushes through your cheeks, you shake your head knowing how well Alonso is with words. “What are you not getting used to?”

“I don’t think I’ll get used to you being the mother of my child.” A small gasp escapes your lips, his words catching you off guard. You tilt your head, unsure of what Alonso meant by his words. “I think I got lucky, despite all that happened, you’re here and I’m spending time with Ales. I’m glad we’re doing this.”

A small smile escapes your lips, nodding to yourself, “I’m glad we worked things out, I think I can confidently say I’m happy of how far we’ve come, not just as Ales’ parents but our relationship has gotten better.”

Alonso laughs in agreement, before ushering you to one of the seats in the kitchen island watching him cook him your meal, catching up on things and what not. It was comfortable, and relieving, as time passes by you grow confident at how things are with you and Alonso. Sipping wine, laughing at jokes, and taking jibes at your situation— two years ago this would’ve never happened, you wouldn’t have let yourself feel vulnerable in front of him.

Two years ago you only saw him as Ales’ father, but now he was your friend, Alonso. You take a sip of the wine as Alonso recalls a story from the past causing an outburst from you ending up in a debate on what actually happened.

“That wasn’t it, Lewis told me what happened between him and Nico.” Alonso glanced in your direction, brows raised at the revelation. “How come you know? I didn’t hear about this.”

You were taken aback, “Lewis called me the night after. and I may have helped him from Nico…”

This time it was Alonso who gasped, leaning on the table waiting for you to tell more about the story, “I saw them fight, and Nico’s sister was there, watching it unfold with me, I couldn’t just stand and watch, I helped Lewis and left. Frankly it was none of my business and neither should you ask me about it.”

Squinting his eyes, Alonso pieces out the timeline before staring right through your eyes, “You were there when she gave birth right?”

You press your lips into a thin line, “I can neither confirm nor deny— patient confidentiality.” Shaking your head, you avoid the conversation all together, thinking back of Lewis and Nico just opened a whole new can of worms you’re not ready to discuss, especially not to Alonso.

Despite your poor excuse, Alonso shrugs, letting you off and dropping the conversation completely. The night was slowly coming to an end, you helped Alonso with cleaning up not before another argument on cleaning up which you won in the end, leaving him no choice and instructing you to wipe the dishes after he cleans them.

You fall into the rhythm of habit that has once been for the two of you, nursing another glass of red as you sit on the couch with him as the night grows deeper. “I’m glad I got to do this with you, especially before the season starts. Maybe we can do this once a week with Ales next time.”

Before the season starts.

Who would’ve thought that it would only take those two words before you escape the illusion of domesticity in front of you like a fish out of water. How long have you been talking without ever mentioning racing, ever? It was only then you realized that you never discussed racing with Alonso since.

You were feeling comfortable because of winter break, in your head he was just Ales’ father— but at the end of the day you’re forced to come back to reality, and he was still racing. And the season was about to begin.

“The season is starting?” You repeat the words out of your own lips, you couldn’t believe it. The small bubble of you and Alonso actually working it out fades into thin air. And you find yourself falling into the same loop, facing the reality that things will never work out for you and Alonso.

It didn’t happen then, and it wouldn’t happen now— especially not now, not until he chooses to race, and as far as you’d like to hold on, patiently waiting for him, you lose confidence in yourself to hold on any longer. With a man like Fernando— he wouldn’t end the blaze his firing up in his career, and as the season starts and holds promise, you doubt he would want to put a stop and end things.

Everything is hard, Alonso is a hard man to keep up with, he’s a beast on and off the track— as much as you’d prefer to have him all to yourself and Ales, you should’ve learned that by now. It’s selfish of you to demand of him, but whenever you see him with Ales, it’s tugging on your heart strings at his best efforts to form a relationship with him— not just Ales, but it’s slowly working on you. But you won’t let yourself forget.

In love there will always be choices, and for you, you’d rather not have Alonso at all if you’ll be sharing your time with him and his damn races. And this time, you’ll choose yourself and Ales all over again. “Shit, did I say something wrong?” You blink, staring at Alonso who was mumbling to himself.

Do you blame yourself for his worries?

At one point you did, but you know Alonso of all people will understand why you choose this, and as much as you want to try, it would be too much of a risk. “It’s about the start of the season right?”

Your silence only confirms Alonso’s worries, “I’m sorry YN, do you want to go home? I can take you-” you shake your head, placing the glass of wine on the coffee table, you up and leave not before grabbing your coat and purse from the kitchen island.

Alonso was much quicker, grabbing your arms, pulling you back in, resting his foot on the door stopping you from leaving. Opening your purse he holds his breath, after catching a glimpse of the condom in your purse, presumably ignoring it, he picks up your phone to message Lance.

“You’re not leaving at this time of night. I know you don’t want to stay any longer, but please wait for a few minutes. I messaged Lance and he’s on his way, please wait.”

Your lips twitch, your emotions and intuition conflicted at Alonso. Only he could set your heart into flames and you’d gladly walk through it if it’s him at the end waiting for you. Like a ticking time bomb, a test for your strength as your eyes wander all over his face.

“You know you can do whatever you want here, and after all of it you’re free to leave.” You suck in your teeth, this is the Fernando you knew— calculative. Proud. You knew he was playing mind games, but you couldn’t just get up and leave, not when Alonso racing causes a big effect on you, you’re on the losing side here.

You step forward, walking towards the door, leaving Alonso no place to go, back flushed at the door, Alonso keeps his eyes on you, daring you to make a move. Inching closer, and closer, you press your body against him, hot breath fanning on his cheeks, keeping your eyes right through his. Knowing well that you can leave and make him want more, you keep your body tight against his, softly grazing your cheeks on the stubble of his beard.

His hands snake behind your back, back arching at the warmth of his hands, contradicting your cool back, lighting you ablaze as Alonso pulls you closer, for a kiss. Wet and hungry, you feel him smile as you smirk at him. Your fingers tingle, throwing them on top of Alonso’s hair, tugging and pulling them as he moves down your neck peppering them with kisses as your head lolls back giving him free range, like a painter presented with a blank canvas.

Your eyes roll, hips flushed against his, you’d gladly let yourself get lost in this moment, you’d gladly surrender yourself in his arms— but as much as you want to stay, the lights of Lance’s car pulling up outside the gate evokes a wake up call from you.

Pushing him away, you hand him the coat before turning around, it seems Alonso isn’t finished as he pulls you in closer for another kiss, whilst helping you put the coat on, pinning your ass flat against his before pressing sloppy kisses all over your neck. It was hot and heavy— head tilted to the side, as your hands ghost over his cheeks before yanking him away from you.

You stand in front of him, eyes staring over his brown ones as you watch a reflection of yourself, you wipe the smudged lipstick with your thumb before smearing it all over Alonso’s lips. You could barely ignore the sound of his heavy breaths leaving you intoxicated. “I guess this is goodbye, Alonso.”

You pat his cheeks softly with a small smile on your face, grabbing your purse and pushing him to the side leaving him frozen as he watches you walk past him, making your beeline to the gate and onto Lance’s car.

“Is everything okay?” Lance asks you as you enter the car.

You nod, not trusting your own words. “Yeah… things— they happen.”

Lance nods, dropping the conversation before driving you back home.

You’ll never catch yourself slipping, not again.

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astrolynnworld · 4 months

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blue confessions

pairing: matt x reader

summary: matt confesses his feelings to the reader at the countdown of midnight

warnings: fluff! new years, confessions, love, romance.

a/n- should of been posted yesterday but oh well 🫠

word count: 979

i do some last minute cleansing and preparations as i get ready to start my year anew and fresh.

nick had invited a few friends over so we can celebrate our last hours of 2023 together.

i finish getting ready and put on my coat so i can head over to the house.

everyone arrived at various times but i was one of the first people to get there.

i’ve been friends with the triplets for about 7 years now, at first i met nick but he soon after introduced me to his brothers who i’ve been close with every since.

especially matt, matt is really like my best friend. since day one, matt & i have have a different type of connection where we understand each other on a different level

he’s always been there for me, as i have with him.

“hey!! happy new year” nick says as he opens the door to let me in

“happy new year!” i say while going in for a hug

“wow it’s been in a long year.” i continue

“tell me about it.. a lot has happened this year, from hitting 5 million subs to going on tour again.. it’s been a crazy year”

“yup, sad to see it end but ready to watch it go” i laugh

from the corner of my eye i can see chris coming up the stairs

“oh hey chris! happy new year” i say as i walk in for a hug

“yup! new year.” he greets back, “where’s the food?” he proceeds to ask

“chris shut up. it’s on the way, you can wait.” nick answers annoyingly

i chuckle at their banter

“where’s matt?” i ask out loud

“he’s probably in still his room getting ready, you can go check on him if you want” nick responds

i nod and make my way down the hall to his room.

i do my little signature knock that i do so he knows it’s me

“come in!” he shouts from the door

i open the door and walk in to give him a hug

“heyyy matt!!” i gleefully say

“why are you so happy?” he asks with a confused face

“cause it’s new year’s eve!!” i respond with more enthusiasm

“big plans for 2024?” he asks

“no plans, just hopes and wants.” i respond

“yeah? what do you hope and want?” he asks again

“i kinda hope for a genuine connection and relationship..” i say shyly

“really?”

“yeah. i just feel like im tired of meaningless flings or situationships. we’re only getting older.. i want something real” i say

“i feel you 100%” he reassures

“yeah.” i look down, “but anyway! do you have anything you’re looking forward too?”

“not really. i just wanna let the year play out how it’s supposed too.” he replies

“yeah i see th-“ im interrupted as the door swings open

“our friends are here. stop hiding in the room” says nick

“we’re not hiding” matt says as he gets up to make his way to the living room

i follow shortly behind

after a few hours of party games and jokes, we just hang around to enjoy our last few minutes of 2023

i go in the kitchen to grab some water and shortly after, matt follows along

he nervously stands there in silence for a bit pretending to be occupied before striking up a conversation

“before the year end i kinda just wanted to let you know that i really do appreciate our friendship” he says sentimentally

“aww matt, that’s so sweet.”

“i know i don’t really say it often but i do love you. maybe in more ways than i should to be honest.” he looks down

“huh? what do you mean?” i ask

“well you’re the person i can count on the most, other than nick and chris. you’re always there for me when i need you to be and i feel like i relate you on a deeper level. you just understand me as a person and i love and appreciate you a lot for it.”

i go in for a hug, “matt i love you so much! you’re gonna make me cry”

he hugs back but doesn’t seem fulfilled

“matt what’s wrong? you seem unfinished?” i ask still embraced in his grasp

“cause that’s not all i want to say. i just don’t know how to say it” he says

suddenly we hear our friends in the other room start the new year countdown

“well you better hurry before the new year begins” i chuckle

“six.. five” we hear from the other room

i stare up as he looks down at me with his mouth agape as he prepares himself

“two.. one-“

“i’m in love with you” he spills

“HAPPY NEW YEAR” i hear from the other room as i stare at him in silence

“this is probably the worst timing but i really couldn’t keep it in anymore. i can’t go into another year feeling regret for every day that i don’t confess to you how i fee-“

i break his monologue with a kiss

“i love too matt” i look up at him with a smile

“are you being serious?” his confused look making me chuckle

“yess matt. of course i do! like you said, i understand you on a deeper level. and i know you understand me just as well. i enjoy every second i spend with you and i love being around you, you always make me feel special. i also kept my feelings tucked in but i love you just as much” i confess

he smiles and places a kiss on my lips while placing both hands on each of my cheeks

“can i be your boyfriend, y/n?” he whispers into my lips as he holds my cheeks with both hands

“i’d love nothing more” i smile up at him

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a/n- hope you guys enjoyed this cute little story

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ritsusakumawife · 2 months

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Rejected

Male Yandere! x GN!Reader (This is a remake but feel free to read the original one)

Warnings: Use of profanity, implied murder, possible manipulation, mentions of depression, mentions of sui

“I’m sorry but I don’t like you in that way”

“What..?”

“Sigh..I like you, but only as a friend. I don’t like like you”

“Oh! Not that there’s anything I don’t like about you. I’m just not looking for a relationship right now”

“No, no, it’s alright..Yeah..Friends..Let’s just, remain friends, yeah?”

“Are you sure? You aren’t just saying that to make things less awkward, right?”

“Mhm..I didn’t expect you to say yes anyways hahah. You’ve always been quite open about what you currently want and don’t want after all.”

“I just wanted to get it out of my chest y’know? It’s been bothering me” He chuckles awkwardly

“So..We’re cool?” You say awkwardly

“Yeah..Cool..”

“Ahah..Nice..?” You say in an almost questioning tone

RINGGGGG

“Oh..Wow, the uhm bell rang. Well then, see you around. Bye byeee” You then quickly turn around and hurriedly leave

‘Gosh, that whole interaction was so awkward and tense! Remind me to never accept secret rooftop meetings ever again!’

“…”

‘It’s only been a month since you rejected me.’

‘You said you didn’t want a relationship. Yet, why are you getting so close to him? Him, of all people’

Your laughter echoes through the hallways, breaking him out of his train of thought

“I can’t take this anymore..”

Quickly, he marches over to you, grabs your hand, and pulls you away outside in the courtyard

“Kanata. Let go of me!”

Surprised by your voice he lets go

“That hurt, why’d you do that?” You glare, demanding an answer

“I— I’m sorry, it’s just..Him..I’ve warned you so so many times to not get close to him.”

“He’s a bad person”

“You need to stay away from him. Now.”

Irritated, you reply, “Look, no one has the right to judge and dictate who I should or shouldn’t hang out with”

“Especially you, yes, you Kanata”

“What? Me? And why the hell is that huh?”

He’s clearly starting to get agitated but that won’t stop you from saying what you’ve been wanting to

“Hah! Did you really think I wouldn’t find out?”

“I know how you’ve been bullying him behind everyone’s back! Behind my back!”

“He was never a bad person! It was you all along! You’re the bully, not him!”

“What the heck are you even talking about right now y/n?!? Me? Bullying that guy? Are you out of your mind?? Have you finally lost it? Huh?!”

“You know me better than I do y/n! Since when was I ever the type to bully someone?!!”

“ARE YOU A FUCKING IDIOT Y/N L/N??!! I MEAN, I KNEW YOU ALWAYS WERE BUT I DIDN’T THINK YOU WERE THIS MUCH OF AN IDIOT”

…….

He hated this situation

He hated all of it

He hated how you were accusing him

He hated how he’d accidentally raised his voice

He hated how he let his temper get the best of him again

But, he can’t take back and rephrase those words now

…….

“..An idiot..? Wow, is that what you’ve thought me all along? Huh?”

“To think that I..To think that I even ever thought of you as a friend”

“IS THAT WHAT YOU REALLY THINK OF ME?!”

“N-No, I—” “I BET YOU ALSO TALK BAD ABOUT ME BEHIND MY BACK, DON’T YOU? I BET..I BET THAT ALL THIS TIME YOU’VE THOUGHT THAT I WAS A NUISANCE AND THAT I WASN’T WORTH YOUR TIME”

“What?! NO. Y/N, where the heck is all this coming from? I never even said anything like that”

“But I bet I really was a nuisance, wasn’t I?”

“Everyone..Everyone always ends up leaving me..I thought you were different. But I can see that you aren’t any different from them” You stare at him and walk off

….

You didn’t know why you said all that

Why did you say it?

Those words aren’t even close to what you were thinking

Everything was so off. This wasn’t how you guys fought. You’ve always talked things out..But why did it end like that?

Why?

Whywhywhywhywhy

….

It’s been a few days since that fight you had with your now ex best friend

Come to think of it, you haven’t seen him around for a while now..

Oh well, it was none of your business. You probably just missed each other, the building is huge after all

On the other hand,

You’ve gotten a lot closer to Angel

Well, Angel isn’t his name but it’s what everyone calls him. A bit weird to call a guy that but it’s nice, he fits the description of an angel after all

Huh, you’ve never actually found out his real name now that you thought of it..He introduced himself as Angel when you guys met and guess you just never had the opportunity to ask him for his real name..

After a few days of still not seeing your ex best friend, you decided to pay his class a visit before classes start and hopefully make up

You’ve been friends for almost all your life. No matter what you try to think your heart just can’t let this friendship that lasted for a decade to end in that way

You peek through the open door and look around

One of the people there, notice you and come up

“Is there something you need?”

“Oh! Uh, no, not really. Just wondering if Kanata came to school today..We recently had a fight and I want to make things right again..Ahah..”

‘Someone end me..I DIDN’T MEAN TO BASICALLY VENT TO SOME RANDOM PERSON’

Upon hearing what you had to say, the girl looked almost hesitant to say what she’s about to say next

“I..I’m sorry, you mustn’t have heard but, Kanata’s dead”

“Sorry? What?”

“He’s dead. He was going through depression and well..You know, he..Couldn’t take it anymore. I’m very sorry for your loss”

“Oh..Yeah..Uhm..T-thank you for letting me know”

You had been on autopilot throughout the entire day

The bell rang, classes started and ended

And right now, you find yourself crying, hugging, and confiding in Angel, your new best friend

How did you end up in his house? You don’t remember. Everything is foggy, blurry, all you know is that his touch is comforting, his hand brushing through your hair, whispering comforting words

Promising that he won’t leave you like the others

He’s different

He promised not to leave you

“I won’t ever leave you alone”

You wake up from your sleep

“What an odd dream..”

It wasn’t a dream, it was a nightmare

“I should probably get ready now lest I be late for that date!”

Wake up. Wake up to the real world

Ding dong~

“Oh? That must be him!”

You hurriedly rush to the front door and open it

Upon opening the door you immediately get engulfed in a hug

“Morning babe”

You chuckle, “Good morning! You’re here early, hold on. I just woke up, lemme get ready first then we can head out, yeah?”

“Yeah. Go ahead and get ready, I’ll be here”

Run

Wake up

This isn’t real

Kanata didn’t end himself

He was a happy man. He never had depression

“Angel”, or rather, Rei, killed him

You know this. Don’t delude yourself

WAKE UP

“I’m ready! Well?”

“You look absolutely amazing love, now then, shall we go?” He offers his hand

“Amazing just for you! And yes, we shall my good sir” You hold his hand and start to walk side by side

“Geez..That’s sweet but don’t say that ever again. That was cringe” He says in a lighthearted teasing tone

You giggle, “I know, I know, but you still love me despite me being cringe at times”

“Well, you’re right about that”

“How could I ever not love you? You’re the most wonderful person on earth”

Ah..

I see..

It’s too late..

His grasp is too strong

You’ll never break free

I’ll(we’ll) never break free

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cheonsafics · 11 months

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I like you too

pairing. best friend!sunwoo x f!reader

genre. smut, slight angst + jealousy, a bit fluff

summary. it’s been a while since sunwoo developed a little crush on his best friend – you. but how is he supposed to make a move when you’re too busy going out almost every weekend and sleep with guys that aren’t him?

warnings. mild swearing, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), protected sex, mentions of alcohol/drinking, praise, friends to lovers

authors note. my first ever fanfic! thanks to @haechnlovely for requesting, i hope you like it! have fun reading and let me know what you think. :)

you’ve known sunwoo ever since the two of you met in elementary school. the curly haired boy was fun to be around, always a joke on his lips. it was just so easy to hang out with him. you never had to dress up nicely or put on makeup, even if he genuinely enjoyed to watch you get ready for a night out. but there was just something about your beautiful bare face and hair losely tied up in a messy bun that made him weak in the knees. the different guys you hooked up with were lucky bastards and every time you brought one of them home, sunwoo felt this heart-clenching sorrow deep inside of him. was it.. jealousy?

the two of you lived together for about a year now and during that time, sunwoo never introduced you to a girl, let alone brought one to your shared apartment. it was strange, really. the boy was blessed with handsome features – big, round eyes, pouty (and very kissable) lips, dark locks resting on his forehead. maybe he just didn’t want to date? or hook up? almost impossible, at least that’s what you thought. the girls were after him for sure, yet sunwoo decided to not fuck them in one of those shady clubs you knew too well.

your delicate fingers rummaged around in the little drawer of your desk, looking for a specific type of eyeshadow. the one sunwoo bought as a gift for your birthday last year. you truly had no idea how he managed to pick your favorite color and brand at the same time. “i picked this one because it emphasizes your stunning hazel eyes.” sunwoo’s words still rang in your ears like a catchy tune. he was a good guy and maybe an even better.. boyfriend? the thought made you release a frustrated sigh, if only things were different. you finally found what you’ve been looking for, gently applying the glittery eyeshadow with your index finger.

too caught up in your own actions, you didn’t notice a familiar figure leaning in the doorway, watching in curiosity. “wow, look at you.” sunwoo’s deep voice echoed through the room, a satisfied grin plastered to his disgustingly handsome face. that fucker. “sunwoo...” you let out in a whine “i told you to knock before speaking up. you always watch me in silence, creep.” you said with a hint of humor, shooting the boy a teasing smirk. sunwoo rolled his eyes in a playful manner, poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue.

“hey, do you want me to come with you? you know, for the extra fun?” he crossed his arms in front of his chest, dark orbs glued to your petite frame on the floor. you looked absolutely magnificent in that dress and the male couldn’t help but wonder what it looked like from behind, bunched up at your waist, as he pounded into you.

“huh? are you for real? i mean, sure. but please wear something..” your eyes darted down to the grey sweatpants hanging losely on his hips “..appropriate. or they won’t let us in.” you quickly adverted your gaze, otherwise this would’ve been very embarrassing for you and the ultimate ego boost for sunwoo.

“okay, boss. as you wish.” famous last words before he magically vanished, picking an outfit. as much as you loved your best friend, there was this.. tension. you blamed it on your sex deprived ass because during the entire friendship, sexual fantasies of sunwoo never crossed your mind. okay, maybe once. or twice.

it took another five minutes to complete your makeup, standing proudly in front of the mirror, eyes taking in your fully dressed up appearance. it was simple yet chic, sunwoo’s favorite combination.

speaking of the devil, he found his way back to your room and the sight let your jaw fell slack. dark hair pushed back neatly to expose his forehead, black dress pants clinging to his long legs and a white button up shirt doing nothing to hide the slender waist he usually kept well hidden underneath all the oversized clothing.

you were genuinely flabbergasted by the visuals of the man in front of you, perfectly plucked eyebrows raised as you continued to stare nonchalantly. “cat got your tongue?” sunwoo broke the silence, a confident smirk tugging at the corners of his plush lips. asshole.

“i can’t let you walk around like this. unless you finally take a girl home.” you gestured towards his outfit, still taken aback by the boys pretty frame. life was unfair.

“come on, y/n. you know damn well i don’t collect women like pokémon. i think you try to pass your sexual frustration onto me, huh?” his words made you choke on air, a light shade of pink decorating your cheeks. you wanted sunwoo to live life to the fullest and enjoy himself. and in your philosophy of life, it included having sex.

“don’t make me sound like some sort of sex addict just because you don’t get laid, sunwoo. it’s not my fault you’ve been living like a nun for the past year of us living together. you’re annoying.” you blurted out, overwhelmed by the intense emotions you suddenly felt. the two of you rarely had fights, only a few disagreements here and there.

sunwoo didn’t quite believe his ears at your choice of words. he was annoying? “okay, wow. ever thought i simply don’t want to sleep with some stranger i just met at some shady club? not everyone is like you, ready to jump into bed with someone they’ve known for twenty minutes. there are people who actually want to remember the previous night and not wake up, wondering who the fuck lays next to them.”

you felt a little sting in your heart at his harsh tone, anger replaced by sadness. “wow, that’s how you really think of me? fuck off, sunwoo. you just completely ruined the night for me. leave.” you muttered quietly, tears threatening to roll down your cheeks.

“of course you just tell me to fuck off. that’s how you deal with problems, right? avoid them until they hopefully go away. you have no idea how jealous i get whenever i hear your moans at night, screaming someone elses name. you’re too busy fucking around you don’t even notice the way i remember every little detail – how you like your coffee in the morning, your favorite color, the flowers you like the most.” his voice got painfully quiet, eyes practically boring holes into the back of your head. the boy stood in the middle of your room, jaw clenched tightly. but before you were able to answer, he turned on his heels and left.

you stared in disbelief at the floor, unable to form a coherent thought. did your long term best friend just confess his love to you? what were you supposed to do?

as much as you wanted to get batshit drunk with your friends right now, you decided to stay at home and drown your sorrows in a bottle of champagne. all alone. in your room. your feet carried you to sunwoo’s door as the alcohol finally started to get into your system, knocking quietly. “s-sun? i’m so, so sorry about earlier.. please, c.. can we talk?” the words left your mouth like a waterfall, nails scratching slightly on the wooden surface as you waited for a response.

no noise was to be heard, not even the clicking of sunwoo’s mechanical keyboard. dead silence. your hand wandered to the door handle, slowly pushing it down to enter his room. it was pitch black, lights turned off, curtains closed. your eyes adjusted to the dark, slowly making out the brown haired boy on the edge of his bed, huge palms covering his face.

you carefully approached his large figure, dropping to your knees in front of his spread legs. “hey, i’m so sorry about what i’ve said earlier.. y-you can do whatever you want, sorry for making fun of you for not having sex, i wish i–” your apology was cut off by sunwoo’s hands reaching for your face, pulling you up to meet his puffy lips in a heated kiss. a surprised noise slipped out of your mouth, your arms instinctively wrapping around his neck.

the male pulled away for a split second, searching for any sort of discomfort on your face. “fuck, sorry, is this okay?” a questioning look lingered on his face, ready to stop at any given moment. your gazes locked, heat slowly rushing to your core. “more than okay, please don’t stop..” you let out in a faint whisper, grinding on his growing erection.

sunwoo hissed at the contact of your barely clothed cunt rubbing deliciously over the fabric of his pants, neatly cut nails digging into your sides to calm himself down. easy. it’s just.. he didn’t touch a female in over a year. and the fact that you sat in his lap made him insanely nervous.

the friction of his hard cock sent you straight to heaven, mindlessly rolling your hips into his as you slowly started to approach your high. it was almost embarrassing but you didn’t really care. sunwoo studied your facial expressions and he knew how close you were, judging by the way your eyes fluttered shut and breathing got uneven.

“fuck, are you about to come already, pretty girl?” his baritone voice went straight to your core, goose bumps forming on your bare arms. you desperately chased your high but a pair of huge hands suddenly stopped your movements. “i have to be inside of you, otherwise this will be embarrassing for me.”

he flashed a crooked smile, easily flipping you over so your body laid flat on his king sized bed. his slender fingers nervously worked on the zipper of his dress pants, pulling them down to his ankles hastily. the outline of his cock was undoubtedly impressive, perfect girth and length.

you propped yourself up on your elbows, watching with hooded eyes as he continued to remove the rest of his clothing, leaving him desperate and naked. his erection stood proudly against his abdomen, precum leaking from the sensitive tip. the sight made your mouth water, panties already drenched at this point.

sunwoo’s gaze fell in between your opened legs, groaning animalistically as he noticed the dark patch on the thin fabric. he wasted no time and crawled onto the mattress, placing himself between your legs before he laid down on his stomach. “so, so fucking pretty. all for me?” your best friend growled as he dragged his index finger along your swollen slit, pulling the annoying piece of clothing to the side.

you whimpered at his praise, inhaling sharply the second you felt him push your panties out of the way. “sunwoo, please..” was all you managed to get out, mind too clouded with lust and desire.

your reaction made him chuckle in amusement, craning his head to have better access to your glistening core. he experimentally sucked on your throbbing clit, earning him a high pitched moan. sunwoo continued the abuse on your folds, index and middle finger sliding into you with ease.

“so wet already, oh my.” he pointed out, more to himself, pistoning his long digits in and out of you. his harsh movements made you throw your head back against the pillows, involuntarily clenching your walls around his fingers as he reached the spongy spot deep inside of you. “come for me, pretty girl. let go.”

his encouraging words made you let out a muffled whine, your vision blurry as you finally entered the gates to heaven. you let go, releasing your sweet juices all over his fingers and mouth. your orgasm hit you like a truck and sunwoo fucked you right through it.

he hummed lowly as you finally came, making sure to clean you up properly before he got up to sit on his knees. his cock was painfully hard, a hand coming up to stroke himself teasingly slow. “sunwoo..” you whispered his name, your chest rising and falling rapidly. you looked like an absolute mess – makeup completely ruined, the dress only covering one last inch of your body.

“i want you so bad, y/n...” he breathed out, reaching over to fumble a condom out of his drawer, quickly sliding it on. he leaned back down, aligning himself with your entrance. “is this still okay?” he asked once again and you just nodded without hesitation, gaze dropping to where the two of you were about to connect.

sunwoo took a deep breath and pushed in, your snuck walls immediately tightening around his cock. you moaned softly as he finally entered you, stretching you oh so deliciously. he felt amazing. “keep going, please.” you begged quietly, wrapping your legs around his waist to push him closer.

the action made you groan in unison and sunwoo started to pick up the pace, fucking into you like there was no tomorrow. the silent room was filled with heavy pants and soft praises. one of his hands slid down to your clit, rubbing lazy circles while he continued to thrust, determined to make you release for a second time.

his thumb on your sensitive bundle of nerves made you see stars, nails desperately clawing at sunwoo’s bare back. he didn’t plan on slowing down but his thrusts started to get sloppy, indicating how close he was. “sunwoo, right there, oh my god.” you spat out, tears forming in the corners of your eyes. his cock twitched inside of you, movements suddenly coming to an halt.

“fuck, your pussy just feels too good. can i..?” he let out in barely a whisper, carefully picking up the pace again. “go ahead..” you pulled him in, crashing your bruised lips against his. the boys hips started to buck uncontrollably and with a quiet groan, he released his load into the condom. you happened to reach your second high at the same time, legs shaking involuntarily as you let out a series of broken moans. sunwoo panted heavily, pressing little kisses to your neck as he slipped out of you to toss the condom into the trash, quickly crawling back under the sheets.

“sunwoo, i–” you started, quickly silenced by his index finger pressing against your lips. “i have to apologize. no words come close to how i feel about you, yet i acted like an absolute asshole. i like you, y/n. a lot. so much i felt like exploding whenever you brought one of those.. douchebags home. i should have told you, i’m sorry..” sunwoo’s words made your heart swell, a soft smile playing on your features.

“you know.. i actually like you too.”

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mrsmikaelsxn · 8 months

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ABBA Marathon

masterlist

pairing: father sirius black x daughter reader

warnings: like one curse word, tooth rotting fluff, sirius being an icon, literally just a very fun read that i hope has you smiling in your bed

summary: you meet sirius, play chess with sirius, and have an abba singing and dance party with sirius (sirius meeting his daughter post azkaban - requested by anon)

a/n: im so obsessed with this idk i wish sirius was my dad, also sorry this has been in my inbox for so long

song: waterloo - abba

Being Sirius Black's daughter was quite tiring. But also thrilling. Especially since it was your third year when he escaped Azkaban.

Your best friends are Harry, Hermione, and Ron. You couldn't have asked for better ones.

With the rumors of Sirius coming after you and Harry, people had been cold towards you because of your father, not that you could control who your father was.

Right now you were outside, taking a walk in some fresh air. Suddenly a dog comes up to you and barks once. "Why, hello there," you coo and bend down. The dog happily wags his tail and jumps onto her. "Aww, you're so cute!"

You pet the dog, who leans into your hand. "You are very skinny," you frowned. "Follow me, I'm sure Hagrid has some food I can give you."

As you two head down, you get near the Whomping Willow. As you pass by, the dog suddenly spins and before you could blink the dog was biting your pants, tugging you to the tree.

"Um, excuse me, Mr. Dog, but these are new pants." You then get very close to the tree, "Er- I don't think this is a good idea," you say nervously as the branches of the tree start to move.

The dog looks up in alert and quickly tugs you into some type of hole that they slid down into. "Ah!" The dog jumps up and pulls on your pants again. "Where are we going?"

Finally, you come into an empty abandoned room. "What is this place..."

You walk over and pick up a dusted book, blowing on the cover before putting it back down. You turn around and her eyes go wider than they've ever been. "AHH!" you scream.

"AHH!"

"SHH!"

You cover your mouth and stare at the one and only Sirius Black.

Your father.

"What the fuck," you whisper to yourself. "Oh my Merlin, I'm too young to die! I- I haven't gotten to slap Malfoy yet, I haven't been able to prank Snape! I ha-"

"Prank Snape?" Sirius pipes up.

"I'm going to die. Oh, Godric," you pace while frantically whispering to yourself. "I'm in the same room with Sirius Black, alone."

He frowns at being called by his name instead of Dad, which it should be.

"Relax, love, I'm not going to kill you."

You spin and face the man, "You're not?"

"No."

"Then why am I here? For giggles and a tea party?"

"One, you're about to find out. Two, I don't like tea," Sirius makes a face.

"Huh, me neither. Now, go on, tell me why I'm in an abandoned room with an escaped convicted murderer," you cross your arms.

"I'm not a murderer. I'm innocent, I swear."

You narrow her eyes, "How so?"

"Well, it started when I first got to Hogwarts..."

You wipe the tears from under your eyes, "That is the saddest thing I have ever heard."

Sirius waves his hand, "Now that you know what happened, you believe me right?"

"Of course!" You throw her arms around the man, who relaxes into his daughters hold. It's been a long time since he has had human contact.

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid you can't tell anyone about me just yet."

"Why?! If I tell them you're inno-"

He smiles sadly, "I'm not so sure they would believe you."

"But-" Sirius shakes his head. You sigh, "Well, are you going to be staying here?"

He nods, "I guess. It's a bit dirty though, if you ask me."

"I can fix that," you grin. He raises his eyebrows in curiosity. You takes out your wand and flick it. The room starts moving and the dust all collects together before flying out the window. The furniture vanishes and new ones appear. Pictures form on the wall and the room cleans up into a brand new, clean room.

"Wow, impressive. Thank you," Sirius says. You nod and flick your wrist again. In the blink of an eye, Sirius is freshly cleaned and looks well taken care of. His eyes almost water at your kindness. "I truly can't thank you enough."

"That's better, isn't it?" You smile proudly at your work. "Oh! You need food," you think for a moment, "I'll just bring you down daily meals."

"I can't ask you to do that, it's too much."

"It's a good thing you don't have to ask. You mentioned your friend... Remus Lupin." Sirius nods and gestures for you to continue, "He's a Professor this year... anyway, is he a..."

"A...?"

"Werewolf," you say hesitantly.

Sirius' face goes a bit pale, "What makes you think that?"

"His boggart was a moon, and he has lots of light scars."

"Would it change your opinions about him?"

"Not at all! If anything I think it makes him even better." Sirius nods his head. "Yes... he's a werewolf?"

He nods again, "You're a bright witch."

"Thank you," you beam. You looks at your watch, "I have about twenty minutes before my friends start looking for me. In the meantime.... Wizard's Chess?"

"Yes! Checkmate!" You jump up from your seat in excitement. "I won!"

"That's not fair! You only won because I'm rusty," Sirius crosses his arms and sinks into the couch.

"Sure, sure. Rematch tomorrow?" you ask.

"Rematch tomorrow," you two shake hands and you go to the exit.

"I'll bring you some food in a little while."

"Bye, darling," he waves, watching you leave.

A few weeks later, you were on your daily trip to see Sirius. You snuck in through the Whomping Willow, you also learned how to avoid the branches.

"Hello?!" you shout.

"Over here!"

You follow his voice and see him digging through a closet. "What are you looking for?"

"I- that's... a good question." He stands up and clears his throat, "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"It has come to my attention that you recently made an appearance in the castle."

"Mhm."

"And you didn't inform me about it beforehand," you gives him a blank stare.

"I wanted to, but it took a while to plan and I wanted it to be a surprise," he grins with jazz hands.

"You do realize that I could have helped you in, right?"

"Yeah, but I didn't want to risk you getting in trouble," he frowns.

"I appreciate your concern," you salute him and he does it back with a chuckle.

"What's in the bag?" He nods to the one hanging on your arm.

"This, my furry father-"

"That was a horrible joke."

"-Is a record player!" You excitedly pull it out of the bag and place it on a table.

"A what?"

"A record player. It plays music. Want to see?!"

"As if I would say no to music."

You reach into the bag and take out some vinyl records. "I picked ones that I think you would enjoy best. There is a supergroup that I thought you would really like. They're called ABBA. They're one of my favorites."

You set up the record player and place one of the vinyls in. You grin at the man as you hit the play button.

"YOU CAN DANCE, YOU CAN JIVE! HAVING THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE! SEE THAT GIRL, WATCH THAT SCENE! DIGGING THE DANCING QUEEN!"

You and Sirius continue to shout the lyrics into your fake microphones as you hop around the room with the song blasting. When the room was first set up by you, you placed several privacy and silencing spells, so you two didn't have to worry about anyone hearing anything.

"YOU ARE THE DANCING QUEEN! YOUNG AND SWEET, ONLY SEVENTEEN-"

"GIMME, GIMME, GIMME A MAN AFTER MIDNIGHT! WON'T SOMEBODY HELP ME CHASE THE SHADOWS AWAY?" you sing while bouncing on the couch.

"GIMME, GIMME, GIMME A MAN AFTER MIDNIGHT! TAKE ME THROUGH THE DARKNESS TO THE BREAK OF THE DAY!" Sirius continues as he walks and dances as if he were on a stage.

"MAMMA MIA, HERE I GO AGAIN! MY, MY, HOW CAN I RESIST YOU?"

"MAMMA MIA, DOES IT SHOW AGAIN! MY, MY, JUST HOW MUCH I'VE MISSED YOU?"

Sirius and you hold hands as you jump together and flip your hair with matching goofy grins.

"YES, I'VE BEEN BROKENHEARTED! BLUE SINCE THE DAY WE PARTED!"

"WHY, WHY DID I EVER LET YOU GO?"

"BUT NOW IT ISN'T TRUE! NOW EVERYTHING IS NEW!" you grab your wand to create two pairs of light up sunglasses, you toss one to Sirius and you both put them on.

"AND ALL I'VE LEARNED HAS OVERTURNED! I BEG OF YOUUU!" Sirius sings.

"DON'T GO WASTING YOUR EMOTION! LAY ALL YOUR LOVE ON MEEEE!" you shout together.

With a flick of your wrist, you - much to Sirius' surprise - somehow managed to have a disco ball with neon lights come from the ceiling.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione sit in the Gryffindor common room.

"I wonder what she's doing right now," Harry looks thoughtfully.

"She's been leaving a lot recently," comments Hermione, biting nervously on her nail.

"I hope she's okay," says Ron, "Sirius Black could be out there."

"LAST NIGHT I WAS TAKING A WALK ALONG THE RIVER, AND I SAW HIM TOGETHER WITH A YOUNG GIRL!"

"AND THE LOOK THAT HE GAVE HER MADE ME SHIVER! 'CAUSE HE ALWAYS USE TO LOOK AT ME THAT WAY!" Sirius grabs your hand and twirls you, causing you to laugh.

"AND I THOUGHT, MAYBE I SHOULD WALK RIGHT UP TO HER AND SAY 'AH-HA-HA, IT'S A GAME HE LIKES TO PLAYYY!" you and Sirius shimmy dance to each other.

You jump and freeze before breaking out in another dance and sing the chorus. "LOOK INTO HIS ANGELEYES, ONE LOOK AND YOU'RE HYPNOTISED! HE'LL TAKE YOUR HEART AND YOU MUST PAY THE PRICE!"

"SLIPPING THROUGH MY FINGERS ALL THE TIME!"

"I TRY TO CAPTURE EVERY MINUTE!"

"THE FEELING IN IT, SLIPPING THROUGH MY FINGERS ALL THE TIME!"

"DO I REALLY SEE WHAT'S IN HER MIND, EACH TIME I'M CLOSE TO KNOWING, SHE KEEPS ON GROWING!"

"SLIPPING THROUGH MY FINGERS ALL THE TIME!"

"SOMETIMES I WISH THAT I COULD FREEZE THE PICTURE!"

"AND SAVE IT FROM THE FUNNY TRICKS OF TIME!"

Sirius and you wrap an arm around each other's waist as they sway to the music.

"SLIPPING THROUGH MY FINGERSSSSS!"

Sirius then starts pretending like he's playing the guitar to the music making your giggle.

You and Sirius fall back, panting, onto the couch. Sirius turns to you and gives you a high five.

"Oh my Merlin! That was the most fun I had in forever!"

"Me too, kid. Thank you. I don't know the last time I felt like that."

"You're welcome," you bumps his shoulder. "Oh! And you can keep everything, I have my own."

"Really?"

"Mhm, I'll bring you more vinyls I have. We can have more singing and dancing parties like this."

"I'm looking forward to it." He looks at a watch you got him, "I think it may be time for you to head back."

You look in a mirror on the wall, "My hair is messy from flipping it."

"I can help you with it, if you want," he smiles at you.

"Really?" He nods. "Thanks!"

Sirius gets up and grabs a brush, you turn on the couch so he is behind you as he brushes through your hair. "I'm going to try to do that braid you taught me."

"Here's a hair tie," you take one off your wrist.

He struggles at first but manages to do a good, tight braid. "Done!" Sirius claps his hands.

You look in the mirror, "Wow, you have a good teacher."

He shrugs, "Meh, she's alright." You slap the back of his head, "Okay, okay! Not the hair! Okay, I have the best teacher."

You nod happily and grab your bag, "Bye, Dad."

"See you soon, y/n," he winks.

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booglyoogly13 · 10 months

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Don’t Blame Me ~ Rafe Cameron x Reader (Mafia/Mob Au/ Areanged Marriage)

Part 3

Hi!! This is my first ever fanfic, I hope whoever reads it likes it 🫶

Warnings: asshole as shit rafe, a little implication to sex

Word count: 1136

I’m so so sorry everybody, I know I said smut this chapter but I’ve decided to make the whole next chapter smut. Again I’m so sorry pookies 🫶 but be be ready because chapter 4 is wow, just wow 😏

Part 2

not my gif, creds to the owner!!

I sit up off the floor and sigh, wiping my eyes and standing up. I open the door and look around, when I don’t see Rafe I leave my room and walk down the stairs, back to the library. I knock on the door this time, an older woman opens the door, “What do you want?” I pinch my eyebrows together at her tome but brush it off, “I came in this morning but there was a meeting so I thought I would knock before I came in this time.” I smile trying to lighten the tension but she just rolls her eyes and let’s me in, “Just be quiet.” I nod and walk over to a shelf in the corner and look at the books, I grab Pride and Prejudice. A book I’ve read I don’t even know how many times and smile finding comfort in something I know for the first time since I got to this house. I thank the lady and leave, not knowing where to go but not staying in there with her cruel eyes staring at me.

I remember wanting to explore the garden the night before and decide that that’s what I’ll do. I find a door that leads outside and walk for a little while, looking at the beautiful scenery. I find a little swinging bench and sit opening my book. For the first time since I got here I feel at peace, I feel comfortable and happy. I read for hours, basking in the sun and enjoying Jane Austen’s amazing writing. It becomes sun down too soon and I get up knowing I can’t stay here forever, I make the trek back to the house and compose myself before walking in. I head to my room to put my back there so I can finish it later and see Rafe, standing at the top of the stairs, “Hi,” I say as neutrally as possible, not sure if he will shoot me or ignore me. He walks down the stairs slowly, looking at me the whole time, “Hello,” his voice is friendly but his eyes tell a different story, “How was your day Princess?” He reaches where I’m standing at the bottom of the stairs and smiles at me cruelly. I look at him wondering why he’s being any type of nice but brush it off, “It was good, I read a lot. I’m really hungry too.” I laugh a little, Rafe’s face remains unamused, “Then you shouldn’t have wasted so much time reading, huh?” I nod but stay quiet, not wanting to make him angry. Rafe’s face lightens up, “You know what? I’ve got something for you to eat.” I look at him skeptical but nod, “Ok.”

He flicks his hand to follow and I do, too hungry to question anything. I follow behind him, looking around at the amazing house. He opens a swinging door and I realize it’s a kitchen, “You can eat my leftovers Princess,” he says it like it’s charity. I give him an angry look, done acting so nice tonight, “I’m not eating your leftovers Rafe. That’s gross.” He shrugs and laughs at my discomfort, “Then don’t eat, starve and see if I care.” I roll my eyes and walk out of the kitchen, not rolling over and eating his fucking leftovers. I walk back out to the garden, it seeming to be the only good thing in this house. I go back to my bench and fall asleep in the cool summer breeze and swinging my bench like a crib.

I wake up an hour later and jump, Rafe standing over me, an angry expression on his face, “I- Hey Rafe.” His fist clenches, and his nose twitches, “What are you doing out here Y/n?” I look at him, surprised, that he gives a shit. I sit up and yawn, “Must’ve been wicked tired,” I laugh a little, trying to brush it off. He scoffs, “Was that a joke?”, he looks at me disgusted, “It wasn’t funny.” I sigh and stand up, looking at him pleadingly, “What do you want from rafe? What does this do for you, how does this benefit you?”, I look at him, begging him to tell me why he’s such an ass. “I don’t need to explain myself to you, you’re my wife and you’ll take what I tell you to take. Do you understand?” I look at him, confused, “No I don’t understand Rafe! Technically I’m your wife, and neither of us had a choice in this, so why don’t you just treat me like your wife! Act like you love me and I’ll act like I love you, because there’s nothing we can do about this.” I look at him with tears in my eyes, needing him to say yes, but all he does is smile at me, “You don’t get to be treated like my wife, I don’t want you near me, I’m not your friend, I’m not your husband, and I won’t treat you differently.” I nod, “Ok.” My nod seems to soften him a little and smiles at my nod, “If you had understood that earlier then we wouldn’t be having this problem.” I look at him, unsettled at this whole conversation. I realize that he could make my life even worse so I sigh and ask, “How do you want me to act Rafe?” He sighs and shakes his head, “Just be quiet and don’t cross me, ok?”, he smiles down at me, “Is that simple enough for you Princess?”

I stand there in silence for minutes, thinking of how to fix this and I come to my conclusion, “There must be a way I can make this good for you. I can make it good rafe please. I’ll be good and I’ll do good.” He smiles at my plea and a coldness trickles into his voice again, “What the fuck would you do, make this good for me?” He smirks at me, thinking I would never offer anything of me, “Please Rafe. I’ll do anything.” I grab his hand and look at him, begging. He stares at me for what feels like forever before nodding, “Anything?”, he raises his eyebrow, “Anything to make me happy?” My eyes light up at him, “Yes, I would Rafe.” He nods his head and takes my hand, bringing me inside.

I follow, or moreover am dragged, behind him. I look at the back of his head wondering where he’s taking me, when he reaches the stairs I know and I stop. He stops in front of me and turns around slowly, “Thought you said anything Princess?” I look at him stunned, and then remember that I practically told him that I’d have sex with him to make him happy. Great, nice one.

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clownprincehoeshi · 3 months

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Parallel Hearts - Chapter 2

Synopsis: Never in your wildest dreams you imagined that you'll meet your ult bias. But it seems that the universe really loves you this time. Will Jeon Jungkook notice you?

Pairing: idol jeon Jungkook x fem reader, idol X x fem reader, idol Y x fem reader

Genre: for all chapters- Fluff, Smut, Angst

Warnings: Kissing/Sex scenes/Nudity/Pet names Minors don't interact!

Word count: 4557

This chapter continues the story of Jungkook and Y/N. Might post chapter 3 tomorrow.

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Masterlist

Almost two months have passed since you first met Jungkook, and you saw him again 5 more times since then. You both became more open and social. You started to open up, became closer to Jungkook, Mingyu and Jaehyun. More or less with Eunwoo, because he was taken and you don’t like to be too friendly with taken guys. His girlfriend was a little strange around you though and you hoped she didn’t see you as a threat.

So on a sunny warm day of may, you were all at Mingyu’s house that he shared with his member, Wonwoo. He called you all for a barbeque, he likes to show off his cooking skills. Eunwoo and his gf were not there, so you took the chance to ask the guys why she’s giving you a stinky eye why she is never friendly with you. You could understand if that was her personality, but she’s nice to everyone else but you.

Jaehyun: I think she’s jealous, honestly.

Mingyu and Hana snort loudly.

Y/N: Do you guys know something that I don’t? Because I’ve never given her reasons to be jealous. I barely talk to Eunwoo.

Mingyu: Nah, I just think she’s the type that wants to be the prettiest, in the group and get the most attention.

Hana: And since you came, she’s not that anymore, and she’s not getting attention from the guys that much anymore.

Y/N: What the fuck, I’m not even that attractive.

Mingyu slapped you hand and had an annoyed look on his face.

Y/N: Ouuuchh, wth!

Mingyu: Don’t say stupid things about yourself. Do you have a mirror? Huh?

Y/N: Mingyu, I don’t need a mirror, I just need to look at you and I feel ugly instantly.

Mingyu laughed so hard while blushing hard.

Hana: Y/N, don’t feed his ego like that, it will get to his head and no woman will be good enough for him, ever again.

Jungkook’s eyebrows frowned at the conversation and he felt heat running through his body. He was getting angry.

Jungkook: Y/N, are you saying you like Mingyu?

Now it was your time to blush, but not because you liked Mingyu. Well, you liked him, but not in that way. But if it were for him to ask you out you wouldn’t say no. But at the same time, you would not say yes, because you had feelings for Jungkook. Like, real feelings now, not just fan from a distance feelings. Now he became a real person, he was not the behind the screen idol that you dreamed about.

Y/N: I don’t know how to answer that question, because you were not clear in what way I like him.

You give a little smirk and JK knows what you’re doing now.

Jungkook: Ok, then how about this? Do you want to date Mingyu?

And you don’t know what came over you. Maybe that damn champagne Hana brought-you had 2 glasses already. You’re sure you will regret what you’re about to say, but you have to let him know you don’t want Mingyu.

Y/N: No, I don’t. I see him as my friend, not as a possible boyfriend.

Mingyu, pouting: Why not?

Y/N: I like someone else.

The guys were all excited about this, trying to find out who this guy was that you liked. They pretty much knew you were not interested in dating and that it’s been a long time since you liked someone. Hana knew, of course, but she would not betray you and shout it’s Jungkook. She knew that this was something it needed to happen naturally on his part, if he will ever see you in a romantic way or not.

Jaehyun: Wow, Y/N, congrats! Lucky guy. When will you introduce him to us?

Y/N: Umm, probably never.

Mingyu: Awwwnn, why not?

Probably because me and him it’s something that’s just in my fantasy.

Y/N: Doesn’t matter, we are not even together. So it doesn’t matter.

Jungkook’s POV

You’re feeling a rush you don’t understand when Mingyu asks Y/N who the guy is. A moment ago you were furious thinking she is into Mingyu, and now you’re mad that she actually likes someone. Who the hell is the guy? When did she have the time to meet him and where? You know she only has time for her job and to meet her friends. And you are on the of those friends. She doesn’t have others here in Seoul, you’re sure of it. Maybe she met him online? Maybe he’s a foreign guy. Is she even into Korean men? Why don’t you know that detail? What have you been waiting for, idiot?

There must be so many guys out there trying to win her over. I mean, look at her with that smile that could bend iron. And those eyes that feel like could cut through you if she stares enough at you, yet so warm and sincere. She’s like a fairy, that’s it. You think this is how a fairy would look like if they were real. God, her hair shines so beautiful into this light. Her skin looks like honey and her voice sounds like the most beautiful melody ever.

You stare at her like a mad man. If only you could just hold her hand, those pretty little delicate hands. You’re sure they feel like velvet. And those lips. Fuck! You’re furious right now and you don’t know what to do. You just know you can’t give up without a fight. She’s worth it.

So you think you should start your plan right away. Yeah, you made a plan in your head to win Y/N.

Jungkook: Y/N darling, can you help me with this? Please?

You give her lovey dovey eyes and she seems to just stand there in shock, looking at you.

Jungkook: Y/N?

Y/N: Oh. Oh, right. What do you need me to do?

Jungkook: Can you take the kimchi out of the jar and chop it onto the grill?

Y/N: On it, chef!

She smiles so bright. You know she likes to cook and now you’re trying to take Mingyu’s place as chef of the house. Even though it’s his house, but you don’t care. You need to show her you’re a great catch. You can do anything, right? You’ve got a few tricks down your sleeve, you’re no loser. You’ve had girlfriends before and you know how to flirt. People say you’re a natural.

Y/N’S POV

You start cutting the kimchi while Jungkook is flipping the meat on the grill. Suddenly, you feel a pair of hands on yours and when you look up, it’s Jungkook, trying to help with the scissors.

Jungkook: Here, let me do it. The smoke is too hot, don’t burn your pretty hands.

Now, what the hell! You’re dead, you’re finished. Your face is burning, and not from the heat from the grill. Your heart is jumping out of your chest and you feel like dropping on your knees, down to his feet and bark. Where’s the “I’m not doing this for any man”girl? Look at you now, all weak for him. And not only he touched your hands, but now he’s so close to you that your shoulders are touching. You can’t take this anymore, you need air, you need cold water in your eyes.

So you rush to the restroom to calm down. You need to hear your bestie’s voice, it will help. But she’s not answering. Fuck, fuck! You call your other bestie.

BFF no 2: Yaaaahhh, my princess, my love! What the heck are you doing? I miss you!

Y/N: Shit, I need your advice. It’s Jungkook.

BFF no 2: Just fuck already. Problem solved.

Your bestie number 2 was different from bestie number 1, this one has a…more dirty mind and is more direct, let’s say.

Y/N: Ughhh, always so helpful you nut job. Not the perv version, please! I need the other version, more wholesome and practical.

BFF no 2: Hmm, no fun, but whatever. So what happened?

Y/N: Might not seem like much, but you know how much I like him, so this is huge. He touched my hands for a good 10 seconds while we were cooking. I ran away, needed to cool down.

BFF no 2: Ok, horny pants, calm down. Maybe he did that without realizing and it’s nothing there, ooorr…

Y/N: I think I will like more the second version.

BFF no 2: Ooorr he kind of likes you and is trying to get closer to you in a more physical way. You know, like a slight arm touch here and there, a bump, touching your hand when he hands you something. Also, you’re a dumb bitch for running away. The man was making a move and you acted like a drunk chicken. Go back there!

And she cut you off just like that. But she’s right. You can’t think right, so you will take her advice. Right when you go out the restroom door, you run into someone. You bump your head on his shoulder and he catches you to steady you. If you feel, would have been funny. You laugh when you’re in that type of situations.

Jungkook: Whoah, careful there! Are you ok? You ran into my shoulder pretty hard.

You put your hand on your forehead, feeling like it hurts a little. He takes your hand away and gets closer to look if you’re injured.

Jungkook: All good, it’s just a little red. Might get a little swollen, so let’s get you some ice, ok?

Y/N: No, it’s fine.

But he won’t even listen. He takes you by your hand and walks you to the kitchen and takes an ice cube from the freezer. He puts it on the red sport on your forehead. Now there’s a moment of silence where none of you know what to do or say. You feel his breath on your face, smelling like alcohol and fruits. You love it. Then your smell his perfume, a very faint smell close to…soap? Feels like soap, a very fancy soap. You feel his fingers lifting your chin to look up at him. You’re speechless.

Jungkook: You’re ok? Does it hurt?

You’re so weak now that you try not to speak. If you’re trying to put works out, you’re probably going to sounds like a cat that’s been stepped on its tail. So you shut up and just nod slowly. You’re sure you have heart eyes right now and you’re afraid he will hear your heart beating with the speed of light. His fingers are still on your chin, keeping your face up. You two stay like that, looking into each other’s eyes for a good moment. It’s like his eyes hold an entire galaxy, you could get lost in them.

But you’re brought back to reality by a voice.

Wonwoo: Get a room! But not in my apartment though.

Jungkook: Don’t be a dick, she hit her head because of me and I’m helping.

Wonwoo: If you kiss it, it will get better.

So Jungkook takes the ice cube off your forehead and gives a soft kiss right where you hit his shoulder.

Jungkook: There. Now it should be better.

You’re just…what? He kissed your face? Was bestie right? Is he into you? You need to find out what he’s up to. So the rest of the day you’re very aware of him, you’re watching his every move, trying to find small signs about whether he likes you or not. There was his arm on the back of your chair when you were sittin at the dinner table. You felt his hand playing with strands of your hair. As soon as you feel that, your whole body just melts. You look at him, trying to find something on his face that would give him away. But nothing, he didn’t turn to you, he just kept playing with your hair.

Then when you all got comfy on the huge sofa in the living room, he sat right next to you and brought you a soft blanket in case you felt chilly. He noticed you get cold easily. So he put the blanket over your legs while he sat beside you and cuddled. God, you felt like butter next to him. He was so adorable and cute you could die. While the movie was playing, it was the last thing you could focus on, because he kept moving. At one point he put his head on your shoulder. You just didn’t know if you should be as touchy as he was or not, because you didn’t want to push his boundaries. You knew he was a guy who likes to be touchy and cuddly, but you were not sure. So you rested your head on his head. It seemed he liked it, because you felt him cuddle more into you.

All of the sudden, you see Mingyu turning his head to look right at you. He saw how close you and JK were sitting and he gave you a little smile, but it felt like it wasn’t a happy smile, if that makes sense. Was more like a sad smile. What’s up with him, is he jealous or something?

You had to leave home, and you promised Hana you’ll sleep at her place tonight. So you dropped Jaehyun at his dorm and Jungkook stayed at Mingyu’s. When you left, he gave you a hug good bye. It was perfect. Just perfect. You feel happy and you wanna scream how happy you are. You’re not sure if you should tell Hana, because if Jungkook doesn’t like you back, you’re creating fuss for nothing. So you keep it to yourself.

The next couple of weeks go by so slow. You wonder if it’s because You haven’t seen Jungkook at all. He’s been really busy with his schedule. You thought that now, after the group will take a break, maybe he’ll have more free time, but it’s just the same. All you think about it’s him and it drives you crazy. The only interactions you had were the ones in your group chat with Hana and the guys. Since you both are 97 girls, they’ve included you in their little group chat. There’s also Minghao and Seokmin there, two of Mingyu’s members that you haven’t met face to face yet. You think Minghao is pretty and Seokmin is never serious about anything.

You are like Seokmin in a way, always trying to be positive and see the best, even in a day where nothing goes well. You never get bored and you don’t get too sad. You always tell yourself that everything will be ok. Afterall, it’s been like that since you were a kid. Any trouble appeared in your way, you thought you will fix it, or time will fix it. You were not a loved child, you never felt love from your parents. Maybe from your dad, but he never showed it. He was what you like to call, emotionally constipated, afraid to show feelings. Your mother treated you like shit all your life. You were never enough, it was like she saw you as this useless object that was not capable of doing anything in life. Your sister was a sweetheart, you loved her so much and you would die for her. She was the only child that got love from your mother, but you learned to live with that. You only saw your sister as your family, and your two friends. That’s it. They were the only ones who were there for you, the only ones who wished you happy birthday and who checked on you to see if you were ok. And you felt that you had enough, you felt happy.

Now you have new friends in a foreign place and you feel even happier. You are grateful for everything you have.

It’s already 10th of may and almost your birthday. You never did anything special on that day and you don’t think you will this year either. Maybe you’ll take Hana for dinner and cake, then have a sleepover. You’re at work and you sit on Hana’s desk.

Hana: Whatsup, gorgeous bitch?

Y/N: Hmm, what do you say on Friday I take my pretty girl to dinner? We wear something sexy, high heels, slutty hair?

Hana: Fuck yeah!!!

She said that a little to loud, so the next thing she got under her desk and you just ran to yours.

Then she raised her hand to you to give you an okay from under the desk.

13th is here, and it’s 4 pm and you’re almost ready with your hair and makeup. If it were for you, you would just cover your whole body with glitter and live your life like that. You put on your sexiest dress, a baby pink, sparkly one. It barely covers your shoulders and you’re not wearing a bra. You thought to flaunt your shoulders, people always compliment them. And it’s a little shirt too, so you’re happy with the result. You let your hair wavy, in its natural state, freshly died roots. A pair of little golden sandals, a bit of glitter on your face and rosy glossy lips. You felt pretty and confident.

You were maybe a little disappointed that nobody knew today was your birthday. You always try to not make it a big thing, that it’s just a day as any other day, but deep inside it’s a special day. It’s just your special day and you just want to feel special and appreciated. What’s wrong with that?

Hana took upon herself to chose a place where you can eat. She said it’s going to be the best meal of your life and you trust her taste. When you enter the place it looks really fancy and everyone is dressy and elegant. Now you don’t feel overdressed anymore, thought you feel all eyes on you, which makes you a bit uncomfortable. But you think you are allowed to be the center of attention today. The hostess guides you to a separate room in the back, and when she opens the door a loud sound crowds your ears and confetti flies to your face.

Crowd: Happy birthday, Y/N!!!

You can’t believe it. Your friends knew all along. They did this for you. They care. You feel like crying. Hana hugs you right away, wishing you happy b-day and that she loves you. Some of your co workers are there too, then you see Mingyu almost jumping over people to get to you and takes you into a big tight hug.

Mingyu: Happy birthday, princess!

He gives you the sweetest smile and the sweetest kiss on your head, hugging you some more. His hug feels safe. For a few seconds you forget where you are but then he lets go of you to get back into the crowd and let others congratulate you. You feel overwhelmed, but suddenly your mind goes to Jungkook. Is he here? Did he come? A moment later you feel someone grabbing your hand and pulling you into a hug. You couldn’t see who it was but you knew it was him. The smell is familiar. Fancy soap. He feels so soft you could spend the whole evening like this.

Damn, you’re so gone. So in love with this man. You don’t know what to do with yourself. You wrap your arms around his neck, as he hugged your waist. He lifts you up and swirls you slowly.

Y/N: Jungkookie..

You whisper into his ear.

Y/N: You’re here.

He slowly puts you down and looks at you surprised.

Jungkook: Why would I not be here?

But you don’t say anything and just give him a soft kiss on the cheek and hug him more. You hold his waist this time and he hugs your shoulders, his hands rubbing slowly on your back. One hand goes up, touching your head, slowly stroking your hair. He loves your hair, he thinks it’s the first thing he loved about you.

It’s hard to just pull away from his hug, because you want to be there forever. But eyes are on you and you don’t wanna raise suspicions. But you feel like today you will know more about how Jungkook feels for you, if he just sees you as a friend only or not.

When he lets go of you from the hug, it’s then when he really sees you and your outfit. He’s lost his voice, he feels weak. Like, really weak. He never saw you like this. He knew you were sexy, but you usually wore homeless outfits, as you like to call them. You just like to feel comfortable. But tonight, seeing you in this little dress, molding over your every curve. Oh, and wearing no bra. He thinks he’ll just drop at your feet and worship you forever.

He knows this outfit is not for him, you had no clue you will meet him tonight, but he likes to believe that. Yeah, he needs to believe you dressed like this for him, to drive him crazy. He loved this type of teasing, without even realizing it.

He tried so hard not to look down. He did his best to look into your eyes only, so he made the moment short, just by telling you that you looked beautiful and excused him to go get drinks. This was it. He liked you, you saw how he drooled at you. How he couldn’t take his eyes off your body. Yeah, he’s a man, any man would probably look, but you were never sure until now that he was attracted to you in that way. But now you know. Oh yes, it was clear as day. And you were going to torment him more, until he caves.

Jungkook’s POV

As soon you you excused from her, you made a bee line to the balcony. You needed air. On your way, you saw Mingyu and you signaled him to follow you. He thought it was serious, since your face said so.

Mingyu: Kook, what happened?

Jungkook: Dude, I can’t do this.

Mingyu: Do what? Are you drunk already? You feel sick? Wanna sit down, go home?

Jungkook: No, I need to talk to you about something. I haven’t told anyone, since I didn’t know things would go this far. And I know that I will probably just sound like a horny guy right now, but I need to get this out.

Mingyu: Awww! Are you finally confessing to me right now?

Jungkook: Stop being a clown, I’m not joking.

Mingyu: Sorry, sorry.

Jungkook: So I think I have feelings for Y/N. And I am even more convinced after I saw her tonight.

Mingyu: Mmmmhmm , you’re a horny guy. Ouchhh!!

Jungkook slaps Mingyu’s arm.

Jungkook: Focus, dummy!

Mingyu: Ok, so you’re in love? Or what are you saying?

Jungkook: Yeess! What do I do?

Mingyu didn’t really know what advice to give his friend, but he thought that maybe he should just tell her.

Mingyu: Just confess. Tell her. What do you have to lose?

Jungkook: Her? She might not like me?

Mingyu: Oh please! You’re so blind. Do you know why I stopped flirting with her? Because she liked you, you stupid goose.

Jungkook was a little thrown back by that. He didn’t know Mingyu liked her, and he wasn’t so sure about her liking him back. Well, he knows he could have any girl he wants, but you were acting so normal around him, never being weird and never throwing yourself at him. Mingyu grabs your shoulders and looks at you.

Mingyu: Listen, Jeon Jungkook! You tell her how you feel tonight. Or at least ask her what she thinks about you, I don’t know. Shit. I’m not an expert in relationships and love stuff, but it’s what I would do. And if you’re not doing it soon, I will consider you’re giving up and I will ask her out. I’m older than you, so listen to your elders!

Jungkook: As if. I could beat your ass in seconds.

Mingyu: I’m taller, bitch.

Jungkook: I’m faster.

Mingyu: So what, you’re going to run away? Pussy!

Mingyu pushes Jungkook towards the party room to talk to you. Next thing you know, you’re standing in the door, drinking from a glass and starring at her. You think she’s perfect. You slowly start walking towards her, but your legs feel heavy, like your shoes are made out of osmium. You know your feet are moving but it feels like you’re not making any progress. Your mind feels clouded and you feel your ears are ringing.

Y/N’s POV

You’re already two glasses of champagne in and you wonder where Jungkook disappeared. He said he will go get drinks but you haven’t seen him around in more than 20 min. You know, you checked your phone. But then you notice him in the door, sipping on his drink, looking right at you. Why is he looking like that at you? Like…he is angry? What look is that? Oh, he started walking. I think he’s coming over here. Why is this stupid heart racing again?

And he stops in front of you, puts his glass on the bar that’s behind you. He leans over your shoulder when he does that and the proximity drives you crazy once more. What’s up with this man, why does he have to be this irresistible?

He takes your hand and says “Let’s go somewhere quiet, I need to talk to you!”

You just nod and follow him. Hana’s eyes are on you, nodding her head, somehow asking if everything is ok. You nod back and give her a warm smile and a wink. Jungkook takes you in a room that seems like a waiting room, but at least looks like nobody will interrupt you here. He sits on a couch and pats the seat next to him so you sit there. He comes closer to you and you think that it’s a good sign.

Jungkook: Y/N. What do you think about me? No, that’s a stupid question. I mean… would you ever consider me as a potential boyfriend?

You sit there quiet, eyes wide, not sure what to say.

Jungkook: I mean. Shit! I mean I would like to ask you out, on a date. I like you. I know you said you like some guy, but I would want a chance. If you want to give me one.

You feel all emotions going through you right now. You’re hoping this is not a dream, so you lift your hand from your lap and say “Pinch me!”

Jungkook: Huh?

Y/N: Pinch me right now Jungkook, or I will pinch you!

He gives you a little pinch on your arm and you feel it. So you’re not dreaming. Well fuck! You lift your hand and cup his beautiful face.

Y/N: You’re so silly. It was you.

Jungkook: What about me?

Y/N: You’re the guy I like. How did you fail to see that?

Jungkook: I…I wasn’t sure if..

And you don’t let him finish, you just pull him into a hug. A super long hug. You think this day tops all days.

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g-ss4toru · 1 year

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kombucha.

━━☆⌒*. itoshi sae x reader

— in which itoshi sae is conflicted on whether he hates you or loves you.

form: fic

genre: fluff

notes: omg this is my first fic... the itoshi siblings brainrot is real!!! gosh i love them sm

warning(s): word 'shit' was used once, could be ooc sae,

Itoshi Sae hates you.

Because instead of him enjoying his free day with you (which was quite rare), in the comfort of his cozy apartment, he instead gets to experience the excruciating pain of heartbreak right before his very eyes.

He hates you have the audacity to ask him about some boy. More specifically, about how to confess your 'undying love' as you call it. Because one, out of all the people in the world, why him? Does he look like the type of person who specializes in that department? Two, you're asking him, the man who's been secretly crushing on you for three years?

How rude!

"Hey c'mon man! A friend needs your help here!" You exclaim as you poke his shoulder repeatedly. Sae, who was currently scrolling through his social media just sighs.

"What?" He replies, tone harsher than he expected. Though that didn't bother you one bit.

You furrow your brows in thought. "Oh! What do you think I should give him?"

Gosh you really are annoying huh?

"Well what is he like? Depend it on that." He grumbles. Actively ignoring the pang in his chest.

You hum in thought. "Well, he's sporty and..."

"And?"

"So serious! Sometimes boring and sometimes cool!"

(Of course he doesn't need to know that it was him you're describing. For now, at least.)

Wow what a guy. Sounds like an idiot if you ask him. But seriously, just what did you see in that dude? You totally deserve someone more than that! Someone with personality, he thinks.

But again, if you’re happy, and if you really really like the boy… He’ll support you. Because that’s what friends do right? They make their friends happy.

He hides the shake in his voice as he asks, "What does he like?"

"He likes kombucha tea!" You reply almost instantly.

It takes a moment for him to respond. "How about you give him a box full of kombucha?" He inquires.

You chuckle at this. "Seriously? A box of kombucha, Sae?"

"Hey, I like kombucha and I would appreciate a box of it if given by someone I like!" He exclaims.

There's a beat of silence that passes the air and Sae's getting concerned at the way you suddenly got quiet. Not to mention, your analytical gaze is making him melt.

“I’ll confess next week!” You announce with joy as you stand up. Wait, next week? But next week is his… birthday! Oh you’re really twisting the knife now.

You immediately fix your bag and put on your shoes that’s by the door. “I’ll get going now! Bye bye!”

And just like that, he’s alone in his apartment again.

Just like he expected, the week came by pretty quickly and it’s already the morning of October 10. He glances at his clock that rests on his bedside table. But the familiar ding! of his phone caught his attention.

(name): come to my house in the afternoon!^^

It’s 3 pm when your doorbell rings.

To no one’s surprise, you open the door to a well disguised Sae at your doorstep. With this, you open the door wider, ushering him to enter.

“Hey, happy birthday!” You greet as you lay out the cake on the table. It was simple and small since Sae wasn’t into desserts that much.

He glances at the cake then to your face. You look so pretty with the color of the lit candles lightening your face. He looks at how your hair is a bit disheveled, there’s a smudge of flour on your cheeks and the messily written “Happy Birthday Sae!” didn’t go unnoticed by him.

You usher him to make a wish and to blow the candles.

Now, Sae doesn’t believe in wishes but if it meant seeing you like this any chance he gets, he’ll believe in it for the rest of his life.

He closes his eyes momentarily then blows out the candles. “I’ll get us a slice. Just wait in the couch for a while!” You said as you scurry off into the kitchen.

“So uh, how did it go?” He asks.

“What did?”

“The confession.”

Theres a moment of silence before he hears a, “Oh! I haven’t done it yet.”

He hums in reply, imagining the future probabilities of your confession. Every scenario he could think of was making his heart beat fast. What if—

Just then he feels the cushion beside him dip. Oh it’s you. And you’re holding a box of… kombucha!

Wait, a box of kombucha? But why?

"What's all of this for?" He suddenly asks.

Your stare was unimpressed. Sure, Itoshi Sae was a genius, but this was only limited to soccer. Everywhere else, he's a bit clueless as shit.

"I love you Itoshi Sae." You whisper, just for him to hear.

This makes him speechless. There's so much emotions going off inside him that all he feels is the need to kiss you.

So, he does. He grabs your cheeks so tenderly and places his lips on yours just as careful.

And when you both part away, it felt like a heavy weight was lifted off of his shoulders.

There's red dusting the tips of his ears and your cheeks feel warm.

You hold out his hands, rubbing small circles on his knuckles.

"You really got the box of kombucha huh?" He chuckles, hands intertwining with yours.

"Are those the salted kind?"

#this took me waaay too long #I WANT ME SOME SAE ITOSHI 😞#first fic?!?!#blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock #sae itoshi #sae itoshi x reader

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quigonswife8 · 1 year

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Reveal: Namor x fem reader

After finding out that you're pregnant with Namor's child, you sit by the ocean everyday in hopes he'll appear so that you can tell him.

Warnings: injury, mention/talk of sleeping together, pregnancy as I know some people don't like reading these types of fics.

Thank you for the request anon. Sorry it took so long to get out, but I do still hope you like this

Also after I finish and post the other requests, the requests will be closed for a while. I'll still write, but it's hard to also write the requests, sorry about that.

It happens so quickly. One minute you're reading, the next an injured man stumbles to the shore and falls over. You don't even notice the wings on his ankles at first.

"Oh god."

Dropping your book you nearly trip over your feet, thankfully keeping stability. "sir?!" and, as fast as you possibly can, you run over to the man.

"Sir?"

He attempts to stand but ends up falling again and groaning.

"Are you okay?"

There are three scratch marks on the left side of his face, you note. He looks up at you, but then closes his eyes to try and get rid of the pain, and groans.

"Sir?"

"My..." another pained groan. "Right ankle wing." though he falls short on words and groans again. Right ankle wing? is that code for something? Confused you look down at his right ankle curiosity getting the best of you. Your eyes land on his ankle, and then your eyes widen in surprise. They go to his other ankle, and you notice a difference.

Well, to begin, you notice how he was telling the truth. 'right ankle wing' wasn't code for anything since he does actually have wings on his ankles. However the difference between that one of his right ankle wings have been sliced off, while the others seem to be fine.

Your confusion slowly wears off, until you look at him. It's now that you notice people are staring, and confused, but that doesn't really get your attention.

"I'm a nurse." you begin. "I can fix your ankle up for you if you want."

The stranger opens his eyes again.

"You do not have to."

"...but I want to."

You move to place a hand on his shoulder, a stern but kind look in your eyes. "Please let me help you."

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"Here." you hand out a bottle of water for him. He slowly looks at the bottle, and then you.

"Thank you."

You leave to grab what you need, as he drinks the water you'd just passed him, and he watches you. He's a bit surprised by the events that just transpired, but he's grateful for your help. Though, if Namor is being honest, he's a bit embarrased for seeming so weak.

"You're welcome...oh, I never asked your name."

shuffling through your equipment, your hands land on a bandage.

"...i'm (y/n)."

Grabbing the rest of what is needed you turn and walk over to him.

"My people call me K'uk'ulkan." he begins. You kneel down in front of him, "...but my enemies call me Namor."

Then it clicks. You're not sure why you hadn't realised who he was when you'd seen his ankle wings.

"...the winged serpeant god?" you reply, surprised. He simply nods. Wow. you'd only heard legends of 'the winged serpeant god', but you never thought you would ever meet him.

The man that can live underwater and breathe on land. Who can fly with the wings on his ankles. He is a fierce leader and a fierce protector who will do anything for the people he cares about.

"It's an honor to meet you." you nod to him, beginning to bandage his ankle. "...and I'm sorry that you were hurt, but I'll do my best to fix up your ankle..."

"Níib óolal..."

Huh?

"What?" tilting your head in confusion, while Namor didn't even realise he'd reverted back to his language. Since he's underwater most of the time, he doesn't have to speak english, as he speaks his language.

"I said thank you, in my language. I am sorry for not speaking your language."

"You don't have to be sorry." tightening the bandage enough, you check over everything. "... and I think your language is beautiful, and everything i've heard about your culture is too. I would..." you stop yourself as you don't want to badger the guy. You've just met, you don't want to annoy him.

You stand up and move back to give him his space.

"That should be good until it heals."

Namor moves his leg around a little, then he looks up at you.

"Thank you, really. I appreciate this (y/n)."

Namor begins to stand, confident that he can.

"...I should get going." when he finds it hard, though, he ends up stumbling, and you quickly wrap an arm around his waist.

"I don't want to be annoying Namor, but you need to stay while your wing heals." he wants to say no, because he needs to go home...but you're right. He can't leave yet, and because you've been nothing but kind and you'd bandaged up his ankle, he doesn't mind.

"Okay."

For the next couple of weeks you let him stay there until his ankle wing is healed enough and he's healthy enough to go back home. Despite him saying it's alright, and that he can make his way home, you'd told him it would be better to let it heal up before he does.

If he were to hurt himself even more, that would mean waiting longer to heal. As a nurse you know this is the best option as you have dealt with patients hurting their ankles. Well minus the part where they didn't have wings on their ankle.

As you nurse him back to health, Namor tells you a lot about who he is and his culture, as a whole. The many stories he describes in such detail that it feels like you're there. He tells you about Talokan and how there would never be enough words to describe how breathtaking it is, and how the people who live there like him fit perfectly.

You tell him about yourself, about stories from your past. That you became a nurse over ten years ago, and how you can't help but admit that you're a damn good one too. Namor agrees with you on that. That you'd moved away from your hometown to be where you are now, and you're happy you did. Not that where you lived was bad or anything.

Over these weeks you begin to grow closer, becoming friends. Though as your friendship blossoms, new feelings grow to the surface, and before long all you can think about is him. That when you stare at him all you want to do is admit how you feel, and you'd be lying if you said you didn't look at his lips every-so-often, wishing hoping to kiss them.

Then, one night as you're talking to Namor, one thing ends up leading to another.

Your head rests against the wall behind you, while your hands rest by your side. Though all you can think about is how that more beautiful he looks like in the light from the moon.

You're talking about something. A story from the past, and you're so invested in telling it that you don't catch how he stares at your lips. How he feels intoxicated with the feelings that he holds for you. The feelings that you're oblivious to.

As you begin to say something, Namor gets to it first. He looks at you, then your lips, and mutters 'can i?' and you're confused at first.

"Can you..." but, then, you notice his eyes on your lips, and you realise. He wants to kiss me? surely you're imagining things...right? 'cause why would he want to kiss you? Still you find yourself mouthing 'yes'. and so he leans forward, capturing your lips with his, and your walls cave in.

You think the kiss is the only thing that happens. Turns out Namor has wanted you, as much as you have wanted him, 'cause the kiss turns into more.

Next thing you know you're stumbling to the bedroom.

-A few weeks later-

"Oh god."

You hold onto the wall fearing that you'll fall over if you don't. Eyes focused on the test in your right hand, tears fill your eyes, and you close them.

"I'm pregnant?"

You should have realized after feeling sick in the mornings lately. That you haven't been feeling the best as-of-late. Though pregnancy never did come to mind, but now you're pregnant with the child of the man you haven't seen in weeks.

There's no bad blood between you both. He'd left because he needed to continue ruling, so that's why hasn't visited. Bringing yourself down into a sitting position you rest your head back against the wall, sighing. "now what am I going to do?"

You never thought to hide the pregnancy from him, as he deserves to know. Though how you're going to tell him is the hard part, cause what if he doesn't even want a child with you? What if he only viewed your one-night-stand as just that, and what if his feelings weren't true?

So you sit there, test in your hand.

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You decide to go to the beach and call his name. At night so people don't think you're weird. He doesn't arrive the first time, though you don't leave straightaway.

For the next couple of weeks you go to the same beach in hopes of getting his attention. Every day you call for him but he doesn't answer or let you know that he can hear you. It kind of stings as you need to let him know.

You wonder if he'll be a good father. He's a kind man, a good man, so you think what he'll be like as a dad. You wonder what you'll be like as a mother, if you'll be a good one. Having kids have been on your mind for a while but you hadn't found 'the one' to have them with. Maybe Namor is the one, though you're not sure if he thinks that about you.

The hopes of seeing him, however, start to lessen and you worry that you'll have to raise this child alone...until things change one wednesday.

"Namor?"

You make your spot on the sand, with your right hand out-of-habit rests on your pregnant stomach. The waves are calm, and the water is flat. The night is cool which helps to calm the nerves you have, as you pray that he'll finally appear.

"We need to talk."

You wait. You wait for five minutes, but he doesn't show, and you're ready to continue waiting like you usually do as you're convinced he's not going to appear. The water suddenly moves as you think that, and then something makes a splash....well, someone.

You watch as he walks out of the water towards you, and you stand up. When he reaches you he surprises you by taking your hands in his:

"I am sorry for not being here sooner."

He squeezes your hands.

"...but I am here now, so we can talk."

With a nod, you sigh. Now that he's there you have to reveal that you're pregnant, and you pray that he won't just leave. Though, why would he?

"Okay..." here we go. "I have to tell you something, but I'm not sure how to."

"Well..." he replies. "...take your time, in yakunaj." in yakunaj. He'd muttered that to you during that night. You're still not sure what it means, but you could- can tell that it means something. His words seem to help you admit what you've been meaning to admit, but it's not easy to get those words out.

"Namor I...i'm...pregnant." averting your eyes from him, you continue. "...and the baby is yours." now as you aren't looking at him, you don't notice how his eyes seem to widen.

"...that's what i've been meaning to tell you, because you had the right to know." then, you turn to look at him again, scared that you'd seen anger in his eyes, or disgust. Instead, however, you notice the surprise on his face.

"You're... pregnant?"

"I...I understand if you don't-"

"No." realising he's still holding your hands, he squeezes them softly.

"I'm just surprised."

Now he hates that he wasn't there sooner. He knows you would have been feeling alone without the father of your child being there to be your support. To be the other parent to your child. You needed him, and now he hates himself for not being there.

Though he's still shocked that you're pregnant, but he isn't angry. In fact, despite the circumstances, he is happy you're going to have a kid, and the kid is his. You aren't dating, but that doesn't matter, as he just wants to be there for you.

"...I know this isn't ideal for you." he continues. "but I will be there for you. for our kid." he softens his tone as he says this. "...I promise you." and you can't help but tear up hearing him say this.

"You will?"

The winged serpeant god nods and god you can see the amount of care his eyes hold. "I promise you (y/n)."

The tears run down your cheeks, but you're happy. These are happy tears, because why would you be sad? He's going to help you raise this kid, which is all you have wanted.

"Thank you."

Throughout your pregnancy, Namor is amazing. He offers you to stay there and as it's easier, you agree. Though you don't move in at first. He gets a room set up for your baby, and you find it adorable how excited he is.

You find yourself falling harder for him, more than you had initially been, and you found yourself wanting a relationship with him. Though you weren't sure he did, too. He did. But he wanted to wait to see what you wanted.

It was about a month into the pregnancy, that you'd been staying there, that you'd admitted how you wanted a relationship. He'd let you know he wanted one too, and before long, you'd begun dating.

When you give birth he's there, and when you hold your baby girl in your arms, you look up at him with such love. While Namor is tearing up, he can't help it. When he holds your kid, he tears up more, and you tear up, too.

You have your own little family. It's so perfect, that it feels surreal.

Everything is perfect.

#Namor #Namor x reader #Wakanda forever #cute #request #tenoch huerta #marvel

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jakelandryshorts · 1 year

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Secret Santa

“Here,” Jeff put down a $20 bill. He’d been waiting in line long enough to buy the last of his Christmas presents and was willing to lose twenty bucks to make it go a bit faster. “Just take it.”

The big burly man turned around. “Are you sure? I know I have some money in here somewhere…” He continued struggling as he was looking through the massive coat covering his body. With how big and old of a guy he was it was clearly very hard for him to do so.

“Yes. Really. I’m fine,” Jeff replied.

“Wow! To think the Christmas cheer is still going around,” the man’s eyes grew big. “How could I ever repay you?”

“Think you could get me laid?” Jeff snarked.

“Is that what you want?”

Jeff felt himself choke at the suggestion. “God. No. Sorry. It was just a joke. I didn’t mean to say it out loud,” he somewhat apologized.

The man gave a strange laugh. “Of course.” He turned back to the cashier and paid the last of his bill, making sure to give the change to Jeff.

Jeff stuck it in his pockets as he walked away. “That was strange right?” he asked the cashier while she was bagging up his items.

“You’re the one who asked him to have sex with you…” there was a faint smile coming out of the corners of her lips as she said it.

Jeff felt a smile come out of him as well as he realized just how loud he must have said it. “Right…” he blushed a bit as he paid for his items.

Still, Jeff couldn’t help but feel a little weird as he drove home. Something about the guy seemed almost staged or like he was genuinely thinking about giving him his ‘wish.’ Twenty dollars was twenty dollars after all. But Jeff had only meant it as a joke. A bit of frustration he’d had since he’d not really had a date in the last couple of years and was really starting to feel out of it.

Eventually he got to his apartment. His roommate was on the couch playing video games in his Santa suit. He’d taken up one of those bell ringing jobs to make a little bit of extra money and with his extra weight, all he needed to do was put on the suit and he looked like a younger version of the myth. However, what he didn’t expect was the strong smell of freshly baked cookies. It filled the entire apartment and was all he could smell as he entered.

“You bake something?” Jeff asked.

“Nah,” Matt said, not looking away from his game. “A package came and that’s what was in it. There’s a note.”

Jeff went over to the box to see it was already opened with a few of the cookies missing. He found a note as he opened it. ‘Since I wasn’t you’re type, I figured I could get you something a bit better. Ho Ho Ho.’

“Huh?” Jeff flipped the card over a few more times to see if anything else was written on it. He quickly turned to Matt. “And you didn’t see who sent this?”

“It was on the mat when I got home,” Matt said. He paused the game and got up. “Really good fucking cookies. Like God damn,” he grabbed another and shoved it in his mouth. However, as he looked at Jeff, his eyes lingered. It was far longer than they ever had before.

“Wh-what?”

“Noth-ing,” Matt choked on the word. It sure as hell didn’t feel like nothing. “You know what these need? Some milk.” He walked to the kitchen and his large black boots clopped onto the wooden floor with each step.

Jeff chased after him. “Are you avoiding me?” He quickly asked, cornering the other man in the kitchen. Something was happening. Jeff could feel it. He just didn’t know what it was. The way that Matt had looked at him, something was definitely up.

“What? No…” Matt smiled. His cheeks turned a bit red, but stayed that way. He ran a hand through his hair. As he did so, the brown color stripped out of it, causing it to turn completely white. A strong hint of maturity quickly followed as the weight on his face disappeared and instead gave his rounded face a much sharper quality. The wild beard he’d been growing through October and November trimmed itself closer to his face only drawing the strong angles out of his chin even more. “Why would you say that?”

Jeff felt a tingle rung through him at the warm welcoming sound of Matt’s voice. There was a jolly feeling running through the words. “I don’t know…” Jeff could still feel it. Even though he didn’t consciously see Matt’s extra weight starting to pull tightly against his muscles. Or how those same muscles were growing far stronger.

He could just sense something was happening as he watched the white shirt his friend was wearing start to pull tighter to Matt’s chest. Thick biceps and well defined triceps were clung tightly against the sleeves while Matt’s wide shoulders that were shaped more like cannon balls filled them completely. His big belly was pulling in on itself making that the only part of his clothing remain loose. The suspenders were good enough to hold the oversized pants up.

“I just thought you might have one more package to deliver…” Jeff ran his finger down Matt’s firm chest, over his abs and grabbed at the other man’s cock.

“Ho. Ho. Ho!” Matt laughed as he’d been called out. The fear on his face had been replaced with grand holiday cheer as he grabbed Jeff by the waist. His large hands easily lifted the other man up and over his shoulder as though he were nothing more than a small sack of gifts. “Is someone trying to get on the naughty list?” Matt continued to tease as he walked to the bedroom. Then tossed him onto the bed.

“Maybe…” Jeff was able to sneak out. But Matt was quickly on top of him. His massively strong body easily pinned Jeff down to the bed as he kissed the smaller man. His beard gently scratched against Jeff’s smooth face as their mouths interlocked. The two’s tongues wrestled with each other but Jeff the sweet taste of peppermint and chocolate filled his mouth. His fingers intertwined with the large calloused hands of the other man. He squeezed with all his might as his cock throbbed in delight over the natural strength of the other man.

Even if Matt wasn’t exerting any power, Jeff could feel no matter how hard he squeezed it was nothing compared to the person on top of him. His back arched and he pulled out of the kiss and Jeff gasped for air.

“Oh, ho ho!” Matt teased. One of his fingers gently ran down the side of Jeff’s face. “I hope my present isn’t too much for you…”

Jeff shook his head, ‘no’, but his sex addled brain was making it hard to think about anything other than the jolly man on top of him. At some point his free hand had made its way underneath Matt’s shirt and was gingerly running his fingers through the forest of white hair underneath. He parsed through the hair feeling the strong abs and thick meaty pecs, gently squeezing the powerful muscles still hidden underneath the white shirt.

“That’s good to hear…” Matt slowly pulled away from Jeff’s grasp. He slid his hands down the small man’s body and undid the button on his pants. Jeff’s hard cock pointed to the ceiling and swung around. Before Jeff could react, he felt Matt’s lips spread over the tip and his mouth fully engulf his rod.

“HOLY--!” Jeff felt himself gasp as his hands gripped onto whatever they could get ahold of. Feeling the other man’s lips glide against his cock while his tongue wrapped around his rod was far better than he could have imagined. He fought off the wriggling and writhing as the joyous feeling ran through his entire body. He couldn’t help it as sheer bliss ran through him.

Even as one of Matt’s fingers slipped inside his asshole, it only turned him on more. The tickling of his prostate and insides was too much for him. He let out a gasp. Then another buck of his hips. And felt his balls release.

“Oh God!” Jeff cried out as he finished in Matt’s mouth. It took him a few seconds before he’d realized what had just happened and he looked down at Matt. “Sorry… Should have given you a bit more of a warning…”

Matt only smiled as he pulled out the softening cock from his mouth. “I told you I needed some milk.” He stood up and then undid the suspenders over his shoulders and let his pants fall to the ground. Jeff let out a gasp seeing the well defined legs but also the red and green stripped jock strap that was more stuffed than a stocking. “Besides. It’s my turn to deliver that package…”

He undid the jock and his cock sprang to life. At least 10 inches long and thick as a bundle of candy canes, it pointed directly at Jeff. Jeff felt his cock harden again, but the size was far larger than anything he’d ever taken before. His eyes went wide. But he felt one of Jeff’s hands grab him and easily flip him over. He pressed the tip against Jeff’s anus, letting some pre drip down into it.

“It’s okay…” Matt whispered as he nuzzled against the nape of Jeff’s neck. “I’m good at fitting into small spaces… It’s holiday magic.” He pressed the tip in. Jeff let out another gasp as his cock hardened all over again. It slapped against his stomach as more of Matt’s cock pushed inside.

“F-uck…” Jeff moaned as his motor functions gave way. He couldn’t think anymore as the warm hug from behind only made his mind go crazy. And feeling Matt gently nuzzle the soft nape of his neck with his white bristly beard was more comforting than he could have ever imagined. Even as the smell of sweat and sex filled the room, all Jeff could think about was that warm embrace and the powerful arms wrapped tightly around him.

He barely even noticed as Matt finished inside him or that he’d finished again, coating his bedsheets. But a powerful urge to sleep over swept the two men as Jeff finished. Out of the man came, “Merry Christmas…” and a sparkly blue magic emerged from his mouth. The two slept soundly as Matt gently cradled Jeff in his strong arms.

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stayarmytinyzenmoa-l · 7 months

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okay i'm going to need a part 2 only if possible ofc of the taeyong drabbe

For you? Anything.

Spectral Lover [Pt. 2]

TW: Ghosts Genre: Romance Pairing: Lee Taeyong x Reader YN Pronouns: Not specified Word Count: 0.8K

[NCT Masterlist] | [NCT Spooky Season Masterlist] | [Part 1]

Notes: Fuck it why not? Disclaimer: Please remember that this is an AU and a work of fiction, obviously the idols mentioned/written about in this story would never partake in these actions. The idols mentioned in this work are meant to be seen more as face claims rather than the actual idols themselves.

Feedback is greatly appreciated!! Thank you for reading!

You were always a huge believer in the supernatural. But you supported more of an idea that humans and ghosts coexist peacefully and, just like humans, there were the rogue few who stood out as "bad" entities.

So, when you moved into this new home and found out that it was apparently haunted, you were more excited than afraid. And so far, your excitement was well felt.

"Alright," you placed the contraption down in front of you while you sat cross-legged on the floor. It was essentially a laptop with its monitor on backward, and your hope is that it would help you communicate with your spectral roommate. "Mr. Ghost? If you're here with me right now, I made this device so we could communicate better."

Taeyong, of course, was always hanging around you, and was actually already seated in front of the keyboard. He looks at the device and whistles.

"According to what the movers said, you died back in the 19th century, so I don't expect you to know what this is," you muttered. You were right. "Basically, just type out what you want to say. Give it a shot," you invited him to do so, but Taeyong could see the doubt in your eyes. Hesitantly, he leans forward and looks over the keyboard, going through the rows of letters and symbols, before finally hovering his hand over it.

He was afraid.

Usually, when it came to material items, he couldn't actually touch them, but for whatever reason he was doing fine with moving objects around, this was a new development for him.

Then, when you sighed and slumped his shoulders, he pressed a key.

;

And your face lit up.

"No way..." your shock was clear and Taeyong was as excited as you. He quickly typed out something he'd been meaning to tell you for months now.

Hello

"Hi!" Your grin was angelic. "Oh, wow, I was afraid that this wouldn't have worked! Mr. Ghost, allow me to properly introduce myself, my name is (Y/N) (L/N)!"

My name is Taeyong Lee. As you said, I am who you usually refer to as 'Mr. Ghost.'

As Taeyong typed it, he muttered it to himself as well. How long has it been since he said his name?

"Taeyong, huh?" And how long has it been since he heard it? "I'm sorry for moving into your house, I'm sure you're very picky about who stays here."

You're fine, of all the newer owners, you're the only one who's respected me and this house.

"Is that so?" You read the monitor again. "I'm glad, I've heard many stories about you. Are they true?"

Unfortunately, yes. Though, all except one.

"Which is?"

I wasn't a hermit. I did have a partner.

"Oh, that's wonderful! This whole time I was sad that you were alone. Is that partner here in the house as well?"

In a way, yes.

"Amazing, together even after death," your voice was dreamy, and Taeyong melted into every word. "I'm assuming you were the one who helped me unpack?"

Yes, that was me.

"And I'm very thankful for that," you nodded, "were you also the one who switched out my dress that one night?" Taeyong chuckled. True, he loved you, but he knew he couldn't love you the way you deserved to be, so instead, he chose to help you find happiness another way, even if that meant he had to see someone else beside you.

Maybe, did your date like it?

"You have very good taste! He complimented me on it all night long." you chuckled.

Then, yes, it was me. I'm glad he liked it, I may be out of my time, but from the previous owners I've been able to keep up with the times.

"I think this is the start of something really cool, Mr. Lee!"

Please, just call me Taeyong.

"Taeyong it is, then! Thank you for speaking with me, I look forward to getting to know you better," you nodded. "If you ever have something to say, go ahead and use this machine, I think it'll be a good alternative than a ouija board."

And a much safer one as well.

"Exactly! Now, I do have to get to work, so I'll leave the house in your hands. Thanks, Taeyong!"

Of course, drive safely.

"Thank you!" And, you're gone, up the stairs to grab your things no doubt. Taeyong leaned back and watched you run up the stairs before whistling and turning back to the monitor. Then, he heard you run down the stairs and, as expected, a slight thud. "Ow! I'm okay!" You announced, and Taeyong couldn't hold back his laugh. Funny how things stay consistent over reincarnation. "Mr. Ghost? Are you laughing?!" Taeyong holds his tongue.

"Can you hear me, (Y/N)?" Taeyong shot up and near ran over to where you were, but you looked around the foyer for a sign of anything and, finally, you looked through him. You couldn't see him. "Oh... (Y/N)," he shakes his head.

"One day, we'll work on it, Taeyong," you nodded and adjusted your bag over your shoulder before leaving. Taeyong locked the door behind you.

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3raaaachachacha · 2 years

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Sim Jaeyun x female reader / 645 words / fluff / smut

Warnings: dirty talk, riding, unprotected sex, cream pie, cursing, praising

Disclaimer: contains 18+ content; minors do not interact

Day two of kinktober - sim jaeyun x praise kink

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It had been almost 5 months since you last saw your boyfriend due to his insanely hectic schedule with promoting their newest comeback to preparing for a worldwide tour. All you wanted to do was see him and give him a hundred, no, a million kisses, after being so deprived from his touch. Finally, today was that day. Jake finally had a day off and he chose to spend it with you.

“Hello to you too baby,” Jake chuckled into between kisses as you did your best to shut up him, wanting to skip formalities and catch up later.

“Need you Jakey. We can talk later,” You quickly said, reconnecting your lips and pushing him onto the soft couch. You made quick work of your clothes, undressing him before yourself.

“Baby, wait, I need to prep you before. It’s been a while since we last had sex. I don’t want to hurt you,” He gazed up at you with love and worry in his eyes.

You pressed a kiss to his nose before gently onto his pink lips, “Don’t worry, it’ll feel amazing to be stretched out by you again,” You smirked at him as you saw your jaw drop slightly from your dirty words.

Without another word, Jake moved to flip you over, but you stopped him as you firmly sat on him, “Wait, I want to treat you today,” You gave him your best puppy dog eyes, “You’ve been so busy lately and you deserve to finally relax. Let me take care of you baby.”

Jake groaned at your words as he silently nodded his head. You slowly slide down onto his length, whimpers and gasps escaping both of your lips. You stilled for a second before beginning to grind onto his hard cock, “You feel…so good love,” Jake whinned out with praise, only fueling your need to pleasure him more.

You loved how vocal your boyfriend was. He always told you what he liked and what he didn’t like. It made it easier for you to pleasure him and you honestly couldn’t help but get soaked everytime he praised you for your hardwork.

You began slowly bouncing up and down on his lap, wanting to figure out his mood and pace needed for the night. As his whimpers became more frequent, you knew it was a fast pace type of night, “Fuck, just like that,” He moaned out, eyes closed as his hands tightly gripped your hips, helping you smoothly move up and down on him.

“God, you’re so beautiful, fuck. How did I ever get someone so, fuck, so fucking beautiful?” The words from Jake’s mouth wouldn’t stop spilling out, just how you liked it, “You miss this cock, huh? Fuck, I missed you so fucking much. You’re doing so fucking amazing baby.”

You continued sliding up and down his throbbing cock, knowing neither of you would last very long after waiting for this moment since he left last, “Fuck baby, you have magical pussy. You feel so fucking good. Fuck, I feel like I’m going crazy right now.”

“Cum baby, cum in me. I know you want to after all this time,” You pressed your lips to his as he moaned loudly from your dirty words.

His grip tightened on your hips as he stilled all movement before cumming deep in your pussy. His intense orgasm, triggered yours as you held onto his shoulders tightly, feeling lightheaded from how hard you came.

“Wow, fuck, you never cease to amaze me,” He reconnected your lips into a passionate embrace to slow down the mood of the night, “You have no idea how fucking much I missed you.”

You pressed another kiss to his nose before smiling down at him, “Right back at you Jakey. Round two to come soon,” You winked at him, knowing dirty thoughts were roaming around his head.

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thegongoozlerreacts · 5 months

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Dead Plate (Part 1)

hello!! its been a while since ive posted but here i am!!! so this game is Dead Plate created by STUDIO INVESTIGRAVE

i had played one of their games before, Elevator Hitch, and i really really enjoyed it! so im very excited for this new game that theyve released

though, this game is probably really different from Elevator Hitch, because that game was a visual novel type of game while this one has restaurant tycoon gameplay

still, im very excited

i hope i can get all the endings today (but probably not) as always, spoilers under the cut!

i know its literally just the title screen BUT it looks very classy

also the music? its a bop like yo BellKalengar is the composer and sound designer and like yo!! amazing job its literally just the title screen and im amazed already LMFAO

alright then lets begin

lolol i like the way they named the buttons for doing the tutorial, skipping the tutorial or just leaving the game on auto progress time to show up at 5 am then

the art is really cute these characters are really cute too esp the protag

i know its just the tutorial but i am very nervous LOL doing service jobs make me nervous (even tho this is only a fictional one)

bro protag why did u skim the interview thing 😭 is that why u've had 28 jobs in 7 years 💀

ooh interesting the cooks have an order in which they cook meals i need to remember that

wow so theres a lot to do huh theres seating the customers, taking their orders, bringing those orders to the kitchen, serving the food, going to the cash register to take their payments, cleaning up the tables AND throwing out the trash its a lot more than i was expecting,,,, lol good luck to me i guess

so like fun fact im actually not that good at playing games LOL esp this kind of game where theres like people and they have like a happy meter kind of thing going on i wonder if any of the endings will be tied to how well we do during the work day ?? probably

also can i just say that the music is really good i like the kinda jazzy (is that the right word??) vibes going on

it makes me less nervous about serving customers since its very chill LOL

WHY IS THIS CUSTOMER HITTING ME WITH A HARD QUESTION

I HAVE NO IDEA IF WE HAVE TO-GO BOXES OR WHATEVR WHAT HUH ?????

there is a right answer and i have no idea what it is im gonna lose my mind please. ok well lets pick an answer

im gonna go 'no' since the restaurant has a strict menu that changes daily right? so maybe they wouldnt do to-go boxes or ordering ahead and stuff (RIGHT???)

oh phew ok i picked the right one

LOL the banter between the protag and the tutorial guy (i dont know his name)

??? what the hell this customer just left right as i got the food bro 😭😭 have some patience damn this aint a fast food place

now i have to throw away this perfectly good meal (sorry cooks)

oh no now the real game is starting uhh aight alright then lets go

ok so that was like only three customers, i did pretty well but the day's not over yet shdajhsdsakhj i feel like a disaster n it was only three customers LMAO

oh it was only 3 customers for day 1 nice (i got jumpscared by the sound effect for the day ending LFMAO)

ooh green onion rolls,,, it looks good damn now i want to eat LOL

BITCH YOU LIVE LIKE THIS?????? damn,,,,

the music for this area is pretty chill tho

THE BATHROOM IS FLOODING??? AGAIN ?!??! BRO ??? THATS DISGUSTING

the window has a horrible view its just another building

oho? she? who???

bro dont leave the dishes for later thats sooo gross

??? HOW DID YOU BURN CEREAL???? WHAT DID YOU EVEN DO ??

i am appalled at the protag's lifestyle i cant even

so he has not finished writing lyrics and love letters for this girl he mentioned earlier the game is not revealing her name and im wondering why hmm its very sus

sorry im laughing so hard??? its mostly empty except for some cans and the fucking green onion rolls im cackling?? they look so out of place in this fridge LMFAO

bro how are you so bad at cooking that you burnt food in the microwave??? what are you doing???

wait. is his bed the couch???? bro i feel so bad for this guy

he biked through the rain,,,,, and he thought doing it fast would dry him,,, in the rain,,,,, im starting to understand why he somehow managed to burn cereal

he doesnt own an umbrella

aww this is cute thanks boss

he LIVES here??? wow damn his apartment is upstairs thats very cool

LOL protag keep ur mouth shut

day 2 here we go

SHIT HELP I TOOK TOO LONG ONE OF THE CUSTOMERS LEFT NOOO im restarting jkdsljlds its a good thing i saved

ahh i did way better this time but the day ended right as i was about to take out the trash LOL

oooh those look tasty too

oops ok so like i started day 3 right

well i was like 'i'll take out the trash before serving any customers' so that i can just easily clean up the tables right

uhh but then suddenly this happened ??? so like protag dropped the bag and cut their finger and the boss is having an odd reaction to the sight of blood methinks

HTHE BOSS JUST SLAPPED HIM ??? WTF

bro he just slapped him then was like 'oh dw someone else will clean it up' hello???? you just slapped ???? me ???

ok then moving on to the rest of the day i guess??

kinda weird looking but it still looks appetizing (the magic of art LOL)

oh shit theres a magazine ?? oops im gonna go back and read through previous ones oh nevermind its just the same one lmao

ohhh so this is where i buy items ok aight

and this catalogue is how our protag knew about the job for a waiter it also has an interview with our boss (Chef Vincent Charbonneau, i finally know his name) about the low number of employees i was wondering why we were the only waiter in the restaurant and i guess thats why

ok i bought the rollerskates cuz i need to be faster for the customers

oh and u can interact w the telephone to call 'her' but she doesnt pick up oof

sorry what is happening right now

what is that weird squelching sound?!?!?

BRO?? WTF WAS THAT ??? so like his body felt itchy, pressed Z to scratch and then suddenly lines were all over his body and then knives came out and i am so very confused

i think that was just a dream but what a weird nightmare

i guess onto day 4 then ?? at least i have my sick new rollerskates now

ooh that looks tasty

man i think im too slow cuz the timer always runs out while one more customer is still around lmfao, oh well

oh shit another nightmare

ohh so i can only equip one item at a time hmmm well since i bought the watch anyways i guess i'll use it

PFFT A CUSTOMER LEFT SORRY LADY,, she was waiting to be seated but i was preoccupied with serving food oopsies

restarting the day then

the nightmare hmm is the protag's name Rody since thats what it says on the label

DAMNIT I TOOK TOO LONG AGAIN

ok im just gonna use the rollerskates this time

AGGHH I KEEP TAKING TOO LONG ON THIS ONE CUSTOMER

restarting again,,,,

should i just let it go? probably but im not going to

IM GONNA LOSE MY MIND IVE RESTARTED SO MANY TIMES

ok well youve not seen it but i have restarted day 5 soo many times and i am hungry so,,, here's where i'll leave it for today

even though i am struggling and getting frustrated, im really enjoying the game so far! i wish i wasnt so terrible at playing it so i could see more of the story LOL

like what is up with the boss? who is this girl that the protag likes so much? what is up with his weird nightmares??? and will i ever be able to finish day 5 ?????

tune in next time LOL byebyeee

#dead plate

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madrone33 · 4 months

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Right so... been going crazy trying to catch up on the explosion of stuff peeps have been doing since the EPIC: The Musical Ocean Saga release, but. Got some downtime now, and I just wanted to post my reaction to listening to the songs, 'cause it was wild bro.

Fyi, this is all taking place at around 11:30 pm 24th Dec for me, as I'm an australian, so that would make it... uh, 8:30 am 24th Dec for americans I think? Idk, timezones are weird bro. Basically, I listened to the songs and then wrote down my immediate reactions at like 1 am lol.

*ahem*

OK HOLY SHIT HOLY FUCK. OK OK. They came out for australians. They CAME OUT FOR AUSTRALIA!!!!

I was on dicord, right? And then another australian says they're out, and i'm like wait what but there's still like 16 hours till midnight in est, but i look up 'luck runs out jorgre rivera-herrans' on yt (cause it's a unique name) and scroll down and FUCK IT'S THERE!! THE STANDARD AUTO TOPIC VERSION!! IT'S NOT EVEN MIDNIGHT HERE YET?? (23:24 at the time of discovery. The vid says it was uploaded 3 hrs ago already)

The piano. I heard the first notes of piano and ohhhhh shiiiit it's actually happening!!!

i opened the door and called out to mum 'cause i was still in disbelief and she was still awake and i was like "mum... i think it's out" or SOMETHIG LIKE THAT IDK THE EXACT WORDS. She said jokingly she'd thought i had an existential crisis and GIRL IT KINDA FELT LIKE IT?? I WAS NOT PREPARED! I WAS SUPPOSED TO HAVE ANOTHER 16 HOURS!

I tapped on the link thingy to the album in the description and then i had the album RIGHT THERE HOLY MOTHER OF JESUS. IT'S STORM. IN THE FLESH. THERE'S A FUCKING TRUMPET-

I did my civic duty and informed (read: screamed in all caps) to everyone in the discord while mum listened to the first song 'cause she said she was interested and asked and i was so excited and gave her my headphones to listen to storm and then I took em back once I was done and now it's time to go dark. I said goodnight to mum and... pressed play.

Here's the highlights:

Storm: mixing is on another level bro. The vocals, the harmonies, the chorus, and hearing all those snippets without breaks in between, actually flowing and making sense and that ending beat is AHHH-

It went so fast. It's three min long how did it go by so fast what-

Luck Runs Out: the piano is godly. They actually changed the melody of the 'you could be caught off guard' part. My first thought after ooo? Was 'damn it no longer sounds like shut up and dance w/ me' lol.

I think this one changed the most from the snippets. Jsut the way they say lines, and stray words. I love it. The harmonies-

KYFC: the intro is that one atmospheric snippet he did with the flutes!! Aeolus sounds so sassy compared to the old snippets oof hell yes! There's a small instrumental interlude between the first chorus and the crew asking about the bag which is new.

THE PENELOPE PART. OH. MY. GOD. I LEGIT TEARED UP, I WAS CRYING, I'M CRYING JUST THINKING ABOUT IT AND TYPING THIS OUT IT WAS SO FUCKING HEARTBREAKING.

Trying to hold them in his arms? Time to be that father he always wanted to be?? His eyes and heart and soul is heavy??? I'm FUCKING CRYING-

Also wow he really just stayed up for 9 days huh? Respect. Also, fuck those crewmates man. Bet they felt real stupid when it got them killed. Oh, wait, fuck it didn't Poseidon killed everyone but them oh hell nah- And Odysseus still goes to save them from Circe?? Bro. BRO. Just let them die. It ain't worth it.

And that's how Jorge introduces the land of the giants? Cool! I was wondering about that.

Poesiedon pull up! (Is it bad that i thought he sounded like ares in the pj musical there lmao-)

RUTHLESSNESS: it's here. Oh my lord it's here. Everyone stay calm. Fuck it IT'S FUCKING HERE!!

The chanting, Ody's terrified 'Poseidon...', the electric guitar on Poseidon's verse, the fucking growl in his voice is amazing, the 'Die.' is as;ihfd HELL FUCKING YES!!

I love that the 'Captain-!'s of the drowning men is more apparent here, and the silence afterwards... ooof you can hear Ody's horrified stuttered breaths and the way the lyric's changed to '43 left under your command' is soooo fucking good.

And then Ody's sudden defiance and the fucking burning in his eyes as he defies a god and escapes death- Yes. YES! It's so good-

... No wait it's over?? That's it??? WHYYYYY-

(Side note - the fact that there weren't any ads between vids is incredible and I thank the gods for this blessing.)

Ok, but all seriousness, that was incredible. I- I couldn't stop smiling. My face actually started hurting I was smiling so much. I was shaking the whole time, and I had to keep reminding myself to breathe, and- It was amazing. This was an amazing experience, and I'm so glad I could freak out to mum, and she was excited with me, and it was such a good surprise, like an actual chrismas gift from Jorge or some shit. I love it. I love this. Genuinely. It's an amazing thing he's given us and I thank him, sincerely. Thank you, Jorge, and everyone involved in creating this for people to enjoy and love. You should all be proud.

Thanks for reading me freak out, whoever made it to the end lmao. Tagging @dootznbootz because their rambles gave me the confidence to throw my own into the void. Thx :D

#epic the musical #epic the ocean saga #ocean saga release #rambles #rants #odysseus #poseidon #storm #kyfc #luck runs out #ruthlessness #immediate reaction #timezones ftw #25 december #reaction #my posts

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misty-purple-haze · 2 years

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An angsty fic idea hit me like a brick.

MC is just using their DDD and then sees they have a lot of texts, missed calls, and voicemails.

Unbeknownst to them, their DDD somehow synced back up with their original timeline.

MC has been gone for quite some time now

The brothers from there (and perhaps the dateables) have been calling and texting MC as a coping mechanism.

Example: “hey MC, you would’ve been really proud of me today. I did [fill in here]

As MC reads and listens to the messages, it goes through to the OG timeline. Unread texts are now put as seen and such.

Any ideas on this?

This request actually made me sad for a second-

Anyways here you go! I hope this is to your liking!

Also I may have added a some parts of the Mc being replaced so there’s some extra ✨a n g s t✨

You’re finally back….

TW: Abandonment, OOC brothers, insults being thrown at Mc (Vague mentions), if there’s anything else please let me know as it would mean a lot <33

Genre : Angst to fluff

You sighed to yourself as you scrolled on your DDD. You watched as the brothers and the others were having the time of their life with S/n. Ever since they came, it seems like they forgot that you even existed. It was heartbreaking really, to see the ones who you thought loved you so much as much as you loved them. You squeezed your eyes shut as you watched the livestream Asmodeus and Leviathan were sharing showing the events of S/n’s birthday party. It was extremely grand… the type of party they never threw for you as they deemed it “too expensive for a human”. Wow. Maybe you were the measly human they were tired of and irritated all along.. you tried to ignore this ever since the new student came. You already saw this coming. Those glares they thought you didn’t notice everytime you entered the room, those smiles vanishing everywhere you went.. and to think, that these were the ones you left your timeline for.. pathetic really. Over the time, as S/n’s stay continued you detached yourself from everyone. You tuned out everyone’s insults, S/n’s lies, their glares, you tuned them all out. In other words, you became the ghost of the House of Lamentation. All your time was spent on yourself as you increased your skills, your grades, your looks, and everything that you had lost to these monsters. It took a while but you got there. You closed your eyes and wished to anyone who might be listening… to free you from this nightmare. Guess god heard you after all. It was then your DDD was flooded with all the messages from your old timeline.

[Lucifer] : Do you know Mc? Today Mammon got into trouble again. What shall I even do with him? It feels empty without you here Mc… I regret all that I said to you… please come back to us dear… you will never feel insulted again. I swear.

[Mammon] : Hey Mc…. I wish ya were here ya know… I miss you.. terribly. When I find the scum who took you away from us I swear- Anyways, I started saving money! Are you proud of me? Of course you are! I am your first after all! Just… please come back to us…

[Leviathan] : Hey normie, I wish you were here with me right now…. You’re my Henry, okay?

[Satan] : Another day, another search party… where did you leave us to my Mc…

[Asmodeus] : you know, at first I hated you. You were like a mere human but then you grew on me I guess.. why do I feel so empty without you here darling? I need you here…

[Beezlebub] : today Lucifer scolded me again… I miss you, you know? So does Belphegor but this is about you. I can be selfish when it comes to you… right?

[Belphegor] : wow. You really left me huh, I want to be mad at you but I can’t.. you really are some human aren’t you? Please come back to us Mc..

[Diavolo] : you know, I feel stupid for not letting you know how much you actually meant to me but now that you aren’t here? I just want to come to wherever you are and lock you away with me for all eternity my dear… where could you have gone off to?

[Barbatos] : today I tried to be more open with everyone since you said it was important… are you perhaps proud of me Mc? We will never give up searching for you… I love you Mc.

[Simeon] : my little lamb… I learnt how to use technology perfectly… and I learnt some of those, what did you call it? Ah yes. “Memes” too as it reminded me of you…. Where did you go?

[Solomon] : why did you leave Mc? We were getting along just well, weren’t we? If it’s my teases, I’m sorry. Anything to get you back. We still haven’t given up on you, you know that right? If anything I have a feeling you will be with us soon. You will be home.

[Luke] : Hey Mc! I don’t forgive you, you know? How could you leave me with these Demons?? Just wait till you get back! As a punishment you will be stuck to me forever! Just wait!

It was weird at first, but you got used to it and these made you smile and laugh at times. After a while you made the effort to text back to see if they could see your messages… guess it was worth it. The moment they recognised it was you they asked you questions, called you just to hear your voice and even offered to help, to bring you back home. You cracked a genuine smile in what seemed like months. Of course, the brothers always tried to ruin that but you merely shut them out as you finally counted your days to leave back home. It seemed like forever but you learnt to be patient at all times. You knew they would come for you. They will come back for you and you will finally find happiness in your true home.

It was one fateful day, however that reunited you to your true home. You were called to the student council which was a surprise considering the humiliating way Lucifer kicked you out of it. You opened the doors and made your way through the door and were immediately met with the mocking smiles of the very people you despised. You tuned out everything. It was then you were informed that you would be sent back home to the very timeline you came from.

“You are no longer needed here Mc. You shall be sent to your original timeline.”

“Pardon?”

“Are you deaf? He said you will be leaving back to your timeline since you clearly don’t belong here.” S/n scoffed.

You merely nodded and rushed back and packed your bags hurriedly with a smile on your face. You knew it, they had finally found a way to be back with you again, you immediately left to the very room you were summoned in and stepped into the portal without turning back. It was then you were suddenly tackled by 12 men throwing themselves onto you. The reunion was a messy one, but you finally laughed genuinely in the company. You all were crying, sobbing messes but that was okay, you were home, you, were finally where you belonged. Of course your timeline was furious upon learning about the way you were treated but you assured them that this time, you would never leave them.

A feast was arranged in your favour for finally returning home. Everyone looked at you with pure love in their eyes. The look you never got where you lived. It was then Lucifer finally raised a toast in your favour.

“Everyone, I raise this toast to Mc, the human who managed to steal our hearts, the human who never stopped looking for a way back home, and finally, the human who never gave up even in their darkest times. And Mc? You will never have another dark day in your lifetime ever again. We all will make you the happiest human in all three realms.”

“You’re finally home….”

#obey me #obey me x mc #lucifer #mammon #leviathan #asmodeus #beezlebub #satan #belphegor #diavolo #Barbatos #Simeon #Solomon #Luke #replaced mc au #obey me angst #obey me fluff #answers

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kaitou-kid-my-beloved · 7 months

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A Little Ghost in a Bowtie (@livmadart's Phantump Conan AU)

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The Mouri Detective Agency reminded Heiji of the police station he’d practically grown up in… if it was a heck of a lot smaller, and much more lived in. Aside from the desk and consulting area that Heiji had been expecting, every single wall was packed with filing cabinets and pokemon supplies- there were scratches and scorch marks on a lot of the furniture, and scattered poke-chow in the corners. Definitely someplace a pokemon trainer lives.

“Sorry about the mess,” Ran-chan said, picking up a few stray pieces of trash as she entered the room. “My dad is out on a case right now, so we can use the agency,”

“Got it,” Heiji nodded, still taking in the room. There were just so many things to look at.

“I like your Lucario, by the way,” Ran-chan said, sitting down on one of the orange couches in the middle of the room, which Heiji followed suit, and sat opposite her.

“Thank you,” Lucie preened.

“She’s grateful for the compliment,” Heiji said, smiling knowingly at his partner.

“Most of my pokemon are native to Kanto, but I’ve always wanted to travel to Sinnoh and see if I can find one, they’re so cool…” She sighed.

“You’re right, we are,” Lucie rumbled happily, and Heiji swatted her lightly.

“She was a gift from my parents when I was a kid- though she was an egg at the time, none of us knew what she’d end up being.” He shrugged. He might as well let Ran-chan know some stuff about him before he asked her probing personal questions about her dead friend.

“Wow, then you’ve been together for a while,” She smiled appreciatively. “I got Chives when I was ten- from our local professor,” She said, pulling out her venusaur’s pokeball again. She clicked the button in the middle, and suddenly half the room was full of one very large grass type.

“And now you’re a champion, huh?” Heiji said, taking his time to examine a champion ‘mon. He didn’t get the chance often. He and his team were good at battling, but they weren’t champions.

“Yep!” Ran-chan smiled, though her eyes were sad. “And I don’t regret it,”

“Why would you regret it?” Heiji blinked, a little confused.

“Well…” Ran-chan’s smile faded. “Shinichi told me that if I won the league- that he’d take me to Tropical Land, his treat. And… you know how that turned out,” She sighed, so world weary it made Heiji sink deeper into his seat.

“I’m… I’m really sorry for your loss,” He managed. The existence of Shinichi Kudo may have plagued Heiji’s life, but he’d been a dear friend to others. Ran-chan offered him a small smile of thanks for the platitude, even if he was sure it didn’t really mean all that much.

“It is what you’re here to talk about, right?” She laughed humorlessly, tugging on the sleeves of her jacket.

“Right,” Heiji nodded uncomfortably. He glanced at Lucie, and she nodded, striding off to talk to Chives. “I want to run through the basics of the case first, just to make sure I have all my facts straight,”

“Alright,” She nodded, and he started reading from his notes. He wasn’t really paying attention to his own words though, since this was mostly so he could listen in on Lucie’s side.

“Chives, right?” She was saying, “Since I don’t see any other ‘mons in here, mind telling me what you know about the case? You’re Ran’s partner pokemon, you must know something,”

“Honestly? I wouldn’t know much more than her if it weren’t for Conan,” Chives rumbled.

“Then I’d very much like to talk to him,” Lucie growled. “Where is he?”

“He’s right here, Lucario. Or at least, he should be,” Chives shrugged as best a venusaur can.

“My name is Lucie,” Lucie growled, though she glanced around wildly, before placing a paw to her chest underneath her spike in a familiar stance- she was checking the aura of the room.

Heiji found himself at the end of his notes, and tuned back into his own conversation. Ran-chan had agreed with everything he’d said- though he hadn’t really had any doubt about that.

“Is there anything else you can remember about that night? Anything at all?” He said. He wasn’t expecting much, but anything was better than nothing.

“I’m sorry, but I really did tell the police everything,” She said, shaking her head.

“What about earlier in the day, was there anything at all that stood out to you as odd in the park? Maybe the other case that occurred?” He prompted. She put a hand to her forehead in thought, obviously making an effort to answer his questions as best she could- which he appreciated.

“Well… during the other case, there were these two suspects that really creeped me out. I think they creeped Shinichi out too, since he looked kinda spooked whenever they got close to him,” She mused. “They ended up not being the criminal in that case, but Shinichi still looked suspicious of them…”

“Two suspects?” Heiji sat up straighter. The pidgey had said that Kudo had been killed by two men.

“Yes, if I remember correctly they were both wearing black- one of them was wearing sunglasses, even on the ride, and the other had some of the longest hair I’ve ever seen on a man,” She nodded.

Two men wearing black, with one of them having extremely long hair… That was them, for sure. So Kudo had met them during his previous case? Had he discovered something about them, something that drove them to kill him? What exactly had happened at Tropical Land?

“Heiji!” Lucie suddenly hissed, dashing back to his side.

“Woah, Lucie, what’s wrong?” He asked. She looked spooked, and he cast his eyes about for anything that may have scared her. Not much usually could- hence his surprise.

“Is she okay?” Ran-chan asked, brows furrowed in concern.

“Uh, are you okay?” He asked Lucie.

“There’s another pokemon in here,” She hissed again. “One very good at hiding…”

“What?” He blinked at her, then around the room again. He didn’t see anything, but that didn’t really mean much in the face of Lucie’s aura skills. “Hey, Ran-chan, there wouldn’t happen to be a third pokemon in here by any chance?”

“Oh!” Ran-chan exclaimed. “Yes! There probably is! Sorry about that,” She smiled apologetically. “Conan! Are you in here?” She called, and Heiji stiffened again. That was the name they needed to hear.

“....I’m here,”

The noise was small, and haunting- so similar to the voice of a human child’s that Heiji took a moment to figure out which language he was hearing the words in. Still, that echoey quality could belong to nothing else but a ghost type.

“Ah!” Ran-chan seemed delighted by the response. “Conan, I think you may have startled our guests, would you mind so much coming out and apologizing?”

Heiji waited with baited breath for something to happen. For several seconds Ran-chan just sat patiently, a nice smile on her face. Lucie growled a bit, and Ran-chan laughed.

“Conan, please?” She asked the room, and Heiji finally saw some movement.

On the other side of the couches, to Heiji’s left over by the desk, a dark shape faded into view. It had a silver piece of hollow tree trunk for a head, with a few bright red leaves hanging off gnarled branches, and a twisting tendril of gray for its body. A bright red bowtie was tied around its neck, the same shade as its leaves. It blinked at them all with big, blue eyes, and Heiji felt a chill go down his spine.

“...Sorry,” It said, its haunting child-like tone ringing in Heiji’s ears.

“That wasn’t hard at all, was it?” Ran-chan laughed, beckoning the ghost type over to her. Somehow, she looked happier than she had since Heiji had first seen her. The little ghost hesitated, glancing around, before drifting over to her waiting hands.

A ghost type. No wonder Lucie had been spooked- she hated things that she couldn't punch if she needed to. Even now, she was giving a low, warning growl. He lightly swatted her again, and glared at her to tell her to knock it off.

“Let me introduce you! This is Conan, my shiny phantump!” Ran-chan chirped jovially, pulling him into her lap. “Well, technically he’s still wild- he didn’t really seem to like the idea of a pokeball very much. That’s fine though, since he really is very well behaved. He spends most of his time invisible, anyway,” She shrugged.

Heiji had heard of phantumps before, but he’d never seen one- let alone a shiny. Honestly, this one was adorable; nothing like the subject of a terrible ghost story at all, which was when one usually mentioned them.

“Hello, Conan,” Heiji greeted him cordially. They still needed to question him.

“Hmmm,” Conan hummed, scowling at him. Rude.

“Nice of you to finally join the party!” Chives bellowed loudly, causing his trainer to shoot him a stern glance.

“You’re enjoying this waay too much,” Conan whined, curling his tail over himself.

“He started following me a little more than a month ago,” Ran-chan was saying, and Heiji once again marveled just how much happier she was with the little ghost in her lap. “He showed himself to me a few weeks ago, and he’s stuck around ever since!”

“Cool,” Heiji said.

“I know right?” She grinned.

“They’re just here to help, y’know,” Chives rumbled, laughter in his tone.

“That’s true, I guess…” Conan grumbled

“You, Ghost, what do you know?” Lucie growled, positioning herself with Heiji and the couch in between her and Conan. Conan rolled his eyes, sighing.

“I have a name you know, a few of them, actually- you could stand to use one,” Conan hissed at her.

“Is your Lucario alright?” Ran-chan said, settling a hand on Conan’s head.

“She’s… not a fan of ghost types,” Heiji explained. “She knows mostly fighting type moves, afterall,”

“I understand that,” She nodded. “I’m not usually a fan, but Conan’s just so shy- he’s harmless, really- I’m pretty sure he doesn’t even have a full four moves,” Conan scowled at her words, but Lucie relaxed, which Heiji was grateful for. Though- if he didn’t have a full four moves, how old was he?

…And why had the pidgey been so sure he’d know more about the murder than it had? For that matter, why had he decided to come live with Ran-chan at all, still as a wild pokemon no less?

“Fine, what do you know about the murder of Shinichi Kudo, Conan?” Lucie said, with much less hostility this time.

“Honestly? Your friend there has most of it,” Conan grumbled, though he too seemed less standoffish. “Those two men in black that Ran mentioned were the ones to do it- I found them later by coincidence and discovered their codenames, Gin and Vodka,”

“Codenames?” Lucie asked, tensing again.

“They’re part of some big organization,” Conan shrugged, as if that wasn’t horrifying.

“How do you know that?” Lucie prodded again.

“They mentioned it,” Conan rolled his eyes again. “They said that the poison they used was something new- created by their organization. If their organization can make something that strong, something that won’t even show up on an autopsy, then they’re bound to be well funded- and formidable,”

“....That’s… new information,” Lucie settled on.

“Wow, Conan you’re being pretty vocal,” Ran-chan commented. “He’s usually so quiet,”

“You don’t say,” Heiji said, still grappling with the idea that Kudo may have been taken out by a major crime syndicate.

“The pidgey we got the tip about you from witnessed it- and didn’t mention any of this, would you mind giving me your perspective of the events?” Lucie said, obviously also shaken.

“Fine,” Conan said, though he looked a little uncomfortable. “I noticed one of the men- the one in sunglasses, he was being very suspicious, so I followed him,” His tail reached up, curling around one of his branches. “I discovered him blackmailing another man about a gun smuggling ring-” This just kept getting worse, huh, “The amount was a million yen. I was filming all of this, but I really should have just let Sherlock out to catch them,”

“You really should have,” Chives sighed, and Conan glared at him.

“But then of course, being an idiot, I forgot that there were two of them,” Conan scowled, glaring down into the couch. “I heard footsteps behind me, and the one with long hair was behind me… I couldn’t run fast enough, so, he hit me on the head.”

…Me?

Oh.

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